Monaboyd Fic...needs serious betaing
So if anyone wants to have a crack at being the beta(er)? for this little thing please do so. I need it with a little more British/Scottish voices for Dom and Bills:D
Title: Kids
Author: Christina
Rating: PG-13 (just in case)
Summary: semi angst monaboyd pillow talk
Disclaimer: Even though I want to own Billy and Dom I sadly do not. They belong to themselves…and each other;)
“You are going to make beautiful babies.” Dom heard Billy say and he struggled to open his eyes.
“Hmmm?” He thought it might be too late, or maybe too early for Billy to engage him in pillow talk.
“Yeah. Your babies are going to be lovely.”
Dom wasn’t getting it. “Okay. So are yours.” He commented and hoped Bill would just let him go back to sleep. But apparently his bed-partner had other ideas.
“You keep mentioning what you will do with your kids. I’ve heard you talk and you always get that look in your eyes, like you can’t wait ‘till you have some running around.”
“Yeah well, I want some eventually.” He shrugged. Why was Billy bringing this up right now?
“Well, I can’t give you any.” And there was the problem Dom grasped.
“Go to sleep, Bill. We can talk about this another time.” Dom put his arm around his lover.
“No.” Bill whispered. “Dom. It’s not just that I can’t have your babies; it’s also that you can’t have mine.”
“What?” There wasn’t something that Dom had expected. He’d always thought that they were fine. That Bill was happy with him and the way they shared their lives with one another.
“I want children with my eyes and your nose and my smile and your ears. I want children that are part of us and that we can raise together, but we can’t.” His voice held so much sorrow that Dom could almost hear the tears inside it.
“Bill, please. What are you saying?”
“We don’t work, Dom. We are never going to. Even if we get married and everything, we can’t give each other the proper family we both want.” He paused. “No matter how we do it, we can’t make a baby together.”
“Don’t say that.” Dominic reached over to run his hand along Billy’s face from forehead to jaw line. “We can get a…whatcha call it….”
“No. I mean a baby that is both of ours.” He pushed the bothersome hand away. “My eyes your nose….”
“Yeah I heard you the first time. What do you want me to say? We can’t do it like that. At least not at this point in time.” Dom growled his frustration. “If I were a woman I would have your baby right now. But I’m not. And neither are you.”
Billy harrumphed.
“And we don’t need kids right now anyway. We both have careers. We wouldn’t have time for them and they would end up hating us.” Dom wished Bill would just let the conversation drop. “So why are we even discussing this now?”
“Because I’m old.”
The bed started shaking from Dom’s sudden fit of laughter. “Fucking Billy.” He calmed down and smiled lovingly. His stormy blue eyes looked for Billy’s brilliant green ones in the dark. “Would an old man give me so much pleasure at night?” He leaned forward pressing his naked body to Billy’s own.
“You think this will make me feel better?” Bill groaned at the feel of Dom’s warm skin.
“Maybe not. But this definitely will.” He wrapped his hand around to the back of Bill’s head and pressed his lips over the older man’s. Older, but not old. He delved his tongue in tasting lips and teeth and the faint hint of himself in Billy’s warm mouth.
When Dom brought his face away, he was pleased that Bill had nothing to say. “We’ll make her have one for each of us.” And he sealed his words with another kiss.
Also if this comes up full i'll know i don't know the lj tags well lol.
Title: Kids
Author: Christina
Rating: PG-13 (just in case)
Summary: semi angst monaboyd pillow talk
Disclaimer: Even though I want to own Billy and Dom I sadly do not. They belong to themselves…and each other;)
“You are going to make beautiful babies.” Dom heard Billy say and he struggled to open his eyes.
“Hmmm?” He thought it might be too late, or maybe too early for Billy to engage him in pillow talk.
“Yeah. Your babies are going to be lovely.”
Dom wasn’t getting it. “Okay. So are yours.” He commented and hoped Bill would just let him go back to sleep. But apparently his bed-partner had other ideas.
“You keep mentioning what you will do with your kids. I’ve heard you talk and you always get that look in your eyes, like you can’t wait ‘till you have some running around.”
“Yeah well, I want some eventually.” He shrugged. Why was Billy bringing this up right now?
“Well, I can’t give you any.” And there was the problem Dom grasped.
“Go to sleep, Bill. We can talk about this another time.” Dom put his arm around his lover.
“No.” Bill whispered. “Dom. It’s not just that I can’t have your babies; it’s also that you can’t have mine.”
“What?” There wasn’t something that Dom had expected. He’d always thought that they were fine. That Bill was happy with him and the way they shared their lives with one another.
“I want children with my eyes and your nose and my smile and your ears. I want children that are part of us and that we can raise together, but we can’t.” His voice held so much sorrow that Dom could almost hear the tears inside it.
“Bill, please. What are you saying?”
“We don’t work, Dom. We are never going to. Even if we get married and everything, we can’t give each other the proper family we both want.” He paused. “No matter how we do it, we can’t make a baby together.”
“Don’t say that.” Dominic reached over to run his hand along Billy’s face from forehead to jaw line. “We can get a…whatcha call it….”
“No. I mean a baby that is both of ours.” He pushed the bothersome hand away. “My eyes your nose….”
“Yeah I heard you the first time. What do you want me to say? We can’t do it like that. At least not at this point in time.” Dom growled his frustration. “If I were a woman I would have your baby right now. But I’m not. And neither are you.”
Billy harrumphed.
“And we don’t need kids right now anyway. We both have careers. We wouldn’t have time for them and they would end up hating us.” Dom wished Bill would just let the conversation drop. “So why are we even discussing this now?”
“Because I’m old.”
The bed started shaking from Dom’s sudden fit of laughter. “Fucking Billy.” He calmed down and smiled lovingly. His stormy blue eyes looked for Billy’s brilliant green ones in the dark. “Would an old man give me so much pleasure at night?” He leaned forward pressing his naked body to Billy’s own.
“You think this will make me feel better?” Bill groaned at the feel of Dom’s warm skin.
“Maybe not. But this definitely will.” He wrapped his hand around to the back of Bill’s head and pressed his lips over the older man’s. Older, but not old. He delved his tongue in tasting lips and teeth and the faint hint of himself in Billy’s warm mouth.
When Dom brought his face away, he was pleased that Bill had nothing to say. “We’ll make her have one for each of us.” And he sealed his words with another kiss.
Also if this comes up full i'll know i don't know the lj tags well lol.