FIC: Lost Without You (BB/OB)(16/23)
Title: Lost Without You (16/23)
Author: sassywitch
Beta hisniblets
Pairing: OB/BB, mentions of BB/DM
Rating: NC-17 for the series, PG for this chapter.
Summary: Orlando receives some devastating news and does his best to deal with it
Feedback: Feedback is my writers crack, which is not to be confused at all with plumbers crack.
Banner: By the amazing and talented loki_girl
Authors Notes: In this AU, Dom is less than the ditzy caring man we’ve all come to know through fic. If that has the potential to upset you please don’t go any further.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality. These men whilst adorable and perfectly happy to slash themselves, their actual relationship is something that they only know.
Word Count: 1331
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3| Chapter 4| Chapter 5| Chapter 6| Chapter 7| Chapter 8| Chapter 9| Chapter 10| Chapter 11| Chapter 12| Chapter 13| Chapter 14| Chapter 15|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
Watching Orlando’s confrontation with Dom through the living room window without really seeing, Billy shook his head to clear away memories he knew better than to awaken. Losing sight of the only two men he could call lovers as one drove and the other walked away, Billy heard the front door close forcefully then watched Orlando stalking across the living room towards him.
“What was that all about?” Billy asked as Orlando paced off his agitation.
“Just catching up with him.” Orlando shrugged innocently.
“By kissing him?” Billy enquired.
“Thought I’d give it a try see what the attraction was.” Orlando replied.
“And?” Billy murmured.
“Not nearly as good as I thought he would be.” He flopped onto the sofa beside Billy, one hand pressed against his thigh.
“are we good?” Billy asked quietly, moving to rest his head against Orlando’s shoulder.
“Always will be.” Orlando pressed his head against the top of Billy’s.
“I didn’t mean to be such a prick before.” Billy murmured.
“Must have missed that.” Orlando smiled reaching over to link his hand with Billy’s.
Billy pulled his hand away and shrugged along the sofa away from Orlando’s touch, annoyed at the images of his own past he could see in Orlando’s behaviour.
“Don’t do that.” Billy sighed. “I did that with him. Don’t ever let me treat you like that.”
“I’ve had ten years to watch the way he treats you.” Orlando pressed a kiss to the top of Billy’s head, “You don’t have that sort of cruelty in you.”
“Wasn’t all his fault.” Billy sighed, turning his hand up to lace his fingers with Orlando’s. “I shouldn’t have let him get to me.”
Orlando pulled back and waited for Billy to look at him. “I’ve got a proposition for you. We’ve got something that could be special, I promise you that I won’t be a doormat if you promise me that you’ll stop worrying about how you treat me. I swear that I’ll tell you when you do anything that bothers me.”
“Will that make you happy?” Billy asked, one hand lifting to cup Orlando’s face, his thumb caressing his cheekbone.
“You make me happy.” Orlando answered plainly.
“Daft git.” Billy smiled.
“come here and kiss me.” Orlando grinned in reply.
“Think that’s a request I can fulfill.” Billy pulled his hand away from Orlando’s and crawled on his knees to straddle Orlando’s thighs. Pushing both hands to the sofa on either side of Orlando’s head, Billy leaned in and pressed their lips together slowly. “like that?” he whispered.
“I thought more like this.” Orlando laughed and placed both hands on Billy’s hips pulling him closer, his lips moving across Billy’s chin until he once again reached his lips nipping playfully at his lower lip.
“What’s lit your spark?” Billy murmured into Orlando’s neck his fingers working on the buckle at the younger man’s waist.
“You.” Orlando let his head fall back against the sofa.
“Honestly?” Billy licked a long swathe from Orlando’s adam’s apple to his lips and sucked his bottom lip wetly as his hands struggled with the fastenings of Orlando’s jeans. “Button’s lad?”
“You see, once upon a time there was this older man who was just like sex on a stick. He used to wear button flies all the time. Sexier.” Orlando shrugged, lifting his hips off the sofa and almost knocking Billy to the floor in his haste to wriggle out of his jeans and soft cotton boxers.
“Oi! Careful,” Billy chuckled his hands gripping Orlando’s shoulders as he struggled to stay upright straddling the younger man. “Like you need any help with the sexy.”
“Sorry.” Orlando murmured, pushing his face into Billy’s neck, nuzzling and licking as his arms closed around Billy’s waist pulling them even closer together his pants twisting around his knees.
“So? Don’t change the subject. Give?” Billy pushed his fingers through Orlando’s hair pulling back far enough to look into heavy lidded dark chocolate eyes. “What turned you into a big eager puppy?”
“Are you going to take the piss if I tell you?” Orlando sighted, his hands moving down to grip Billy’s hips.
“I’m curious.” Billy shrugged, “Can’t guarantee I’ll always be reverent.”
“I don’t have to hide it anymore.” Orlando stated simply.
“Hide?” Billy frowned, his hands slipping under the edge of Orlando’s shirt and pushing his hands up below it running his fingertips up over his chest.
Orlando lifted his arms to facilitate the shirt being lifted up and off his body.
“How I feel about you.” Orlando murmured as he ducked his head to lick at the groove in the hollow of Billy’s neck.
Billy stilled at Orlando’s softly spoken words. “I fucked up the last ten years didn’t I?” he asked gently, his eyes closed as they were stung by sharp tears. The fingers of one hand moved to cup Orlando’s head and held him there.
“Yes.” The younger man answered truthfully. “But I’m hoping the next ten will be better.” Orlando grinned, murmuring quietly. “Seriously, Bill, I was happy if you were.” He licked Billy’s sweat salty skin like a kitten. “I don’t want to do this now.” He sighed and pulled back slowly. “I love you. The past is done. We’ve got forever.” He murmured.
“Forever isn’t enough time to fix what I’ve done to you.” Billy shook his head, his lips pressing against the side of Orlando’s head.
“Today’s a bloody good start.” Orlando smiled his hands gripping Billy’s belt buckle opening it clumsily.
“You’ve got a one track mind today.” Billy stood and slid his jeans off quickly, his eyes never leaving Orlando’s face.
“I only have to think about you and I’m on that single track.” Orlando breathed, his fingertips brushing at Billy’s hips as he pulled him forward until he could press his cheek against Billy’s soft belly. His lips pressed a soft kiss against the softly furred skin before moving lower.
One single open mouthed kiss drew an uncontrolled gasp from Billy. His fingers tangled in the soft silky curls framing Orlando’s face. Orlando tilted his face up to look into Billy’s eyes, his own eyes filled with such longing and lust that they were almost black with his passion as he opened his mouth and sucked the head of Billy’s erection into his mouth.
“Orlando.” Billy sighed, unable to stop his hips stuttering forward. “You don’t have to do this.”
“Yes.” Orlando whispered, his cheek nudging Billy’s arousal, the tip smearing sticky fluid against his cheekbone as he did. “I do. I want to.” He licked the length of the heated flesh against his skin. “I want to taste you and then I want to take you to my house.” He whispered, one hand moving to circle the base of Billy’s arousal and stroke slowly. “Our house. Where there are no ghosts, no memories.”
“Laddie.” Billy whimpered. “You know I can’t resist you.”
“Good.” He whispered, pressing soft kisses along the length of his erection. “Let me give you this and then we’ll go and make ourselves a home with all new memories.”
Billy sighed brokenly as Orlando’s lips closed around him. “I’d like that.” He whimpered as the ability to form conscious thought left him.
Author: sassywitch
Beta hisniblets
Pairing: OB/BB, mentions of BB/DM
Rating: NC-17 for the series, PG for this chapter.
Summary: Orlando receives some devastating news and does his best to deal with it
Feedback: Feedback is my writers crack, which is not to be confused at all with plumbers crack.
Banner: By the amazing and talented loki_girl
Authors Notes: In this AU, Dom is less than the ditzy caring man we’ve all come to know through fic. If that has the potential to upset you please don’t go any further.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality. These men whilst adorable and perfectly happy to slash themselves, their actual relationship is something that they only know.
Word Count: 1331
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3| Chapter 4| Chapter 5| Chapter 6| Chapter 7| Chapter 8| Chapter 9| Chapter 10| Chapter 11| Chapter 12| Chapter 13| Chapter 14| Chapter 15|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
Watching Orlando’s confrontation with Dom through the living room window without really seeing, Billy shook his head to clear away memories he knew better than to awaken. Losing sight of the only two men he could call lovers as one drove and the other walked away, Billy heard the front door close forcefully then watched Orlando stalking across the living room towards him.
“What was that all about?” Billy asked as Orlando paced off his agitation.
“Just catching up with him.” Orlando shrugged innocently.
“By kissing him?” Billy enquired.
“Thought I’d give it a try see what the attraction was.” Orlando replied.
“And?” Billy murmured.
“Not nearly as good as I thought he would be.” He flopped onto the sofa beside Billy, one hand pressed against his thigh.
“are we good?” Billy asked quietly, moving to rest his head against Orlando’s shoulder.
“Always will be.” Orlando pressed his head against the top of Billy’s.
“I didn’t mean to be such a prick before.” Billy murmured.
“Must have missed that.” Orlando smiled reaching over to link his hand with Billy’s.
Billy pulled his hand away and shrugged along the sofa away from Orlando’s touch, annoyed at the images of his own past he could see in Orlando’s behaviour.
“Don’t do that.” Billy sighed. “I did that with him. Don’t ever let me treat you like that.”
“I’ve had ten years to watch the way he treats you.” Orlando pressed a kiss to the top of Billy’s head, “You don’t have that sort of cruelty in you.”
“Wasn’t all his fault.” Billy sighed, turning his hand up to lace his fingers with Orlando’s. “I shouldn’t have let him get to me.”
Orlando pulled back and waited for Billy to look at him. “I’ve got a proposition for you. We’ve got something that could be special, I promise you that I won’t be a doormat if you promise me that you’ll stop worrying about how you treat me. I swear that I’ll tell you when you do anything that bothers me.”
“Will that make you happy?” Billy asked, one hand lifting to cup Orlando’s face, his thumb caressing his cheekbone.
“You make me happy.” Orlando answered plainly.
“Daft git.” Billy smiled.
“come here and kiss me.” Orlando grinned in reply.
“Think that’s a request I can fulfill.” Billy pulled his hand away from Orlando’s and crawled on his knees to straddle Orlando’s thighs. Pushing both hands to the sofa on either side of Orlando’s head, Billy leaned in and pressed their lips together slowly. “like that?” he whispered.
“I thought more like this.” Orlando laughed and placed both hands on Billy’s hips pulling him closer, his lips moving across Billy’s chin until he once again reached his lips nipping playfully at his lower lip.
“What’s lit your spark?” Billy murmured into Orlando’s neck his fingers working on the buckle at the younger man’s waist.
“You.” Orlando let his head fall back against the sofa.
“Honestly?” Billy licked a long swathe from Orlando’s adam’s apple to his lips and sucked his bottom lip wetly as his hands struggled with the fastenings of Orlando’s jeans. “Button’s lad?”
“You see, once upon a time there was this older man who was just like sex on a stick. He used to wear button flies all the time. Sexier.” Orlando shrugged, lifting his hips off the sofa and almost knocking Billy to the floor in his haste to wriggle out of his jeans and soft cotton boxers.
“Oi! Careful,” Billy chuckled his hands gripping Orlando’s shoulders as he struggled to stay upright straddling the younger man. “Like you need any help with the sexy.”
“Sorry.” Orlando murmured, pushing his face into Billy’s neck, nuzzling and licking as his arms closed around Billy’s waist pulling them even closer together his pants twisting around his knees.
“So? Don’t change the subject. Give?” Billy pushed his fingers through Orlando’s hair pulling back far enough to look into heavy lidded dark chocolate eyes. “What turned you into a big eager puppy?”
“Are you going to take the piss if I tell you?” Orlando sighted, his hands moving down to grip Billy’s hips.
“I’m curious.” Billy shrugged, “Can’t guarantee I’ll always be reverent.”
“I don’t have to hide it anymore.” Orlando stated simply.
“Hide?” Billy frowned, his hands slipping under the edge of Orlando’s shirt and pushing his hands up below it running his fingertips up over his chest.
Orlando lifted his arms to facilitate the shirt being lifted up and off his body.
“How I feel about you.” Orlando murmured as he ducked his head to lick at the groove in the hollow of Billy’s neck.
Billy stilled at Orlando’s softly spoken words. “I fucked up the last ten years didn’t I?” he asked gently, his eyes closed as they were stung by sharp tears. The fingers of one hand moved to cup Orlando’s head and held him there.
“Yes.” The younger man answered truthfully. “But I’m hoping the next ten will be better.” Orlando grinned, murmuring quietly. “Seriously, Bill, I was happy if you were.” He licked Billy’s sweat salty skin like a kitten. “I don’t want to do this now.” He sighed and pulled back slowly. “I love you. The past is done. We’ve got forever.” He murmured.
“Forever isn’t enough time to fix what I’ve done to you.” Billy shook his head, his lips pressing against the side of Orlando’s head.
“Today’s a bloody good start.” Orlando smiled his hands gripping Billy’s belt buckle opening it clumsily.
“You’ve got a one track mind today.” Billy stood and slid his jeans off quickly, his eyes never leaving Orlando’s face.
“I only have to think about you and I’m on that single track.” Orlando breathed, his fingertips brushing at Billy’s hips as he pulled him forward until he could press his cheek against Billy’s soft belly. His lips pressed a soft kiss against the softly furred skin before moving lower.
One single open mouthed kiss drew an uncontrolled gasp from Billy. His fingers tangled in the soft silky curls framing Orlando’s face. Orlando tilted his face up to look into Billy’s eyes, his own eyes filled with such longing and lust that they were almost black with his passion as he opened his mouth and sucked the head of Billy’s erection into his mouth.
“Orlando.” Billy sighed, unable to stop his hips stuttering forward. “You don’t have to do this.”
“Yes.” Orlando whispered, his cheek nudging Billy’s arousal, the tip smearing sticky fluid against his cheekbone as he did. “I do. I want to.” He licked the length of the heated flesh against his skin. “I want to taste you and then I want to take you to my house.” He whispered, one hand moving to circle the base of Billy’s arousal and stroke slowly. “Our house. Where there are no ghosts, no memories.”
“Laddie.” Billy whimpered. “You know I can’t resist you.”
“Good.” He whispered, pressing soft kisses along the length of his erection. “Let me give you this and then we’ll go and make ourselves a home with all new memories.”
Billy sighed brokenly as Orlando’s lips closed around him. “I’d like that.” He whimpered as the ability to form conscious thought left him.