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Nov 17, 2004 20:29

Title: Arrival
Pairing: BB/DM (obviously)
Rating: NC-17, baby!
Warnings: schmoop, lovey-doveyness to the nth degree
Disclaimer: Just the amount of shagging alone in this story makes it fictitious.
Summary: Billy arrives in Hawaii and he and Dom have unfeasibly fabulous sex. Isn't that what it's all about?
A/N: Dedicated to canciona, huge amounts of gratitude to kraken_wakes for the beta.


Arrival

"It's 106 miles to Chicago. We've got a full tank of gas; half a pack of cigarettes; it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses."

"All right!" Dom started the car and headed for the exit.

"Um, why are we wearing sunglasses again?"

Dom looked at Billy. With difficulty, as it was dark, and they were wearing sunglasses.

"Dunno. Worried we might get recognised in the drive across town."

"In the dark? In the car?"

Dom didn't answer immediately, as he was preoccupied with pulling on to the freeway. He yanked his shades off. "Can't see a bloody thing. Although if you look in the glove box, I think you'll find that I do in fact have half a pack of cigarettes."

"Disgusting." Billy opened the glove box and then closed it again. "Woo-hoo! I'm heeeeeeere!" He launched into a raucous rendition of the Hawaii-5-0 theme music as they sped up along the freeway.

Dom felt very, very happy.

"Now, explain to me again why we're in Honolulu and not on the Big Island."

Dom sighed. "Don't you ever listen to anything I tell you?"

"Apparently not."

"We're filming in the studio now. And there's no studio on the Big Island. So we're here, in town."

"Great, made it easier for me to get here, at any rate!" Billy gazed out of the windows, watching the lights of the city go by.

It wasn't long before they pulled off the exit ramp and stopped at a light. Dom took the opportunity to yawn and stretch, crack his neck. He realised Billy was gazing at him.

"Don't drool on the upholstery, it's a rental car." Dom pulled away from the light and turned left, then settled his hand on Billy's thigh. He could feel heat through the denim and rubbed his thumb over it.

"It's so bloody good to be here, Dom." Billy ran his palm up Dom's arm, fingertips coming to rest on the soft skin over his bicep. Dom could feel the calluses on the pads of Billy's fingers from years of pressing guitar strings. It was a Billy-feeling, and sent delightful little shivers of pleasure through him. He squeezed Billy's thigh and let his breath out slowly.

"You're here."

Billy covered Dom's hand with his own and pressed his nose to Dom's shoulder, inhaling deeply, and while they paused at another red Dom took the opportunity to place a quick kiss to the top of his head. "Can't wait to get you home."

"How much longer?"

"Not much. Ten minutes, maybe. If that. I had big plans to cook you dinner, but I have a feeling they're going to be shelved."

"Mmm." Billy bit Dom's shoulder, and then slid Dom's hand up his thigh so it was covering his crotch. He inhaled sharply. "Oh god."

Dom could feel heat and movement, and the flesh under his palm getting hard. "Fucking hell, Bill." One of Billy's hands gripped his forearm, the other covering the hand on his crotch. "I'm sure there's laws against groping and driving."

"There should be, this is illegally good," Billy said, his head dropping back against the headrest. "Fuck!" he hissed, as Dom couldn't resist a quick squeeze. Dom could feel his own breathing deepening and his pulse speeding up, his cock getting harder by the second. He had to take his hand back to do important things like signal and turn, and immediately Billy's palm was on his leg, sliding and squeezing. "Please... no higher... I really can't guarantee we'll get home in one piece otherwise."

Dom shivered.

Fuck. Fuck. Get me home. Now.

"Are we there yet?"

"We'll never get there if every bloody traffic light carries on being red," Dom said through gritted teeth as they stopped yet again. Billy picked up Dom's hand and started to trace circles in the palm with his fingertip. Suddenly he dropped the hand and shoved on his sunglasses.

"What the fuck?" Dom looked at Billy, who was staring straight ahead.

"Don't look now, but the people in the car to our right are pointing at the hobbits." The lights turned green, and Billy waved out of the window as Dom hit the accelerator. Without warning, his hand was back on Dom's thigh, squeezing, and Dom caught his breath.

"Okay, we turn left here - yes, it's green! - and then a couple more turns and we're there."

At long last they pulled into Dom's driveway. Dom jumped out and pulled Billy's bag off the backseat while Billy tugged out his guitar case. Keys in the lock, they were through the door, the screen door slammed and then the breath was knocked out of Dom's body as he was slammed - against the wall, trapped there by Billy's body.

"Fuck... shut the door..." he gasped as Billy's mouth affixed itself to his neck. Then Billy's mouth was on his, and the door closed with a bang as Billy kicked it. "Oh god...." It was hot and wet and desperate. Billy's tongue thrust into Dom's mouth, eager and demanding, and Dom tugged on the back of Billy's head, wanting moremoremore, feeling overwhelmed and overloaded. Their hips ground together until Billy moved away from Dom slightly, kissing and biting his way down Dom's neck, hand fumbling at the button of Dom's jeans. "Yes..." Dom gasped as Billy's hand found its way inside his jeans and wrapped round his cock, other hand on Dom's shoulder, pushing him against the wall.

"I'm going to fuck you into the middle of next week. Until you don't know your own name," Billy said between kisses, his voice thick with lust. The combined effect of breath and words and mouth and kisses and squeezing hand on his cock was like dousing Dom in petrol and throwing a lighted match at him.

"Bedroom... oh god, please, now..." Dom gasped.

"Don't know where it is... you'll have to show me..."

Dom pushed away from the wall, and they stumbled down the hall to the bedroom, toeing off shoes and pulling off socks and shirts. Since Dom's jeans were already undone, he hopped across the room yanking them off, and fell on to the bed.

Billy landed on top of him.

Naked Billy.

He was naked, on his bed, with Billy on top of him, also naked.

At long, fucking last.

Billy was kissing him, and managing to gasp out words between kisses. "God your mouth... your bloody amazing mouth... been so long... god..."

So much raw, unchecked want and desire, and all focused on Dom. He was breathless, on fire, the feel of Billy's skin and mouth and need almost too much too bear.

"Lube..." Billy was saying. "Where..."

"Beside table... ah, yes... fuck..."

Billy rolled off him, and it felt like he'd been ripped away. Dom lay panting, feeling utterly bereft of Billy's touch, his cock harder than he'd ever known, arms over his face. "Come on!" he growled as Billy fumbled in the drawer. Then Billy was back, lying beside him, and Dom threw his arms around his neck. "Billy... want you so much... want you in me, please, god..." And their mouths met again, searching and claiming, re-learning the way they fit and moved together, then - "Oh fuck!" Dom felt a finger insert itself into him.

"Dommie... gonna fuck you.... I love you so much..."

All Dom could do was clutch at the back of Billy's head and moan his name, almost sobbing with need as another finger went inside, then a third. Then Billy's mouth was gone, but it was because Billy was positioning himself, fingers still in Dom's arse as Dom drew his knees up and apart. "Billy, please, do it now...." Dom begged.

He let out a long yell as in three powerful thrusts, Billy's cock slid home.

Immediately Billy dropped to his elbows as he started to pound into Dom. After three months of phone sex, now the voice gasping in Dom's ear was accompanied by hot breath, there was a flesh and blood (and sweat and spit) body above and around and ohgodyes inside him, and a hand pumping his cock that was not his own. His brain was melting and flowing out of his ears, he was sure of it, as Billy's name fell from his lips over and over. Thrust after thrust took him higher and higher.

"Billy.... gonna come, so close..."

"Please - Dommie - wait - for - me..."

Billy released his grip on Dom's cock, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Dom focused on Billy's eyes as they bore into him, and off the physical sensations flooding his body, gripping the pillows above his head. "Trying, Bills... oh god, please, soon..."

"Yes... soon... soon... ohgodgodgod, fuck, Dommie now!"

Billy's hand squeezed Dom's cock and Dom let himself fall over the edge.

He fell and fell and fell.

Sobbing, hearing Billy crying his name as the world shredded and remade itself for them.

Moments later, in the silence, Dom became aware that Billy was trembling in his arms.

"Bill?"

"Jesus god."

"I love you."

Fumblingly, Billy's mouth found his, and Dom kissed him back, tasting sweat and tears. He gently rolled Billy's pliant, sated body on to his back, and went with him, ignoring the slippery mess between them and planting soft kisses over his face and throat. Dom felt fingers weave into the hair at the back of his neck as he kissed his way down Billy's chest, rubbing his nose in the hair there, pausing a while at each nipple, and then on down over his belly, licking his come off Billy's skin. Billy let out long sighs and hums as Dom worked, occasionally murmuring Dom's name.

Dom was half-hard again by the time he nuzzled Billy's pubic hair and cupped his now soft penis in his hand, leaving a reverent kiss on it before moving on to his thighs. Billy's knees parted with another sigh, and Dom was able to kiss and lick his way around the join between each leg and hip, finally moving on to Billy's sac, kissing and gently sucking and then taking the whole thing into his mouth.

"Ohfuckyeah..." Billy whispered. Dom wanted more, wanted to possess all of him, but knowing Billy's usual reluctance, proceeded hesitantly to lightly swipe his tongue behind his balls, wanting ohsomuch...

Billy's thighs parted more, and his knees drew up and he rolled on to his side, granting Dom the access he longed for. Dom felt his own cock twitch as his tongue slipped into Billy's cleft. There was a soft groan from above him as he did so, and Dom smiled.

Billy tasted faintly of soap.

Soap. Which meant... ohfuckfuck... Dom imagined him on the plane, thinking about this, wanting it, preparing for it, even.

A small thermonuclear device went off in his brain. "Oh Billy..." he whispered, and with a thumb on either side of Billy's hole, plunged his tongue in. Dom's cock immediately stood to attention at this whole new turn of events.

A stream of gasping obscenities poured from Billy's mouth as Dom fucked his shuddering body with his tongue, moaning as additional mini-explosions pinged inside his head. Dom eventually lifted his face up and pressed his cheek to Billy's thigh, surveying the results of his handiwork in the panting, sweating form in front of him. Billy rolled on to his back again and reached up as Dom licked at the inside of his thighs. After a moment he realised that Billy had gone still, and was holding out the lube.

"Please, Dom."

"What..."

"I want you... please... fuck me..."

Hard as he was, Dom didn't need to be asked twice. He quickly spread lube over his fingers, carefully inserting one, then a second into the welcoming tight heat of Billy's body.

"Hurry," Billy groaned. "Your cock, please, fuck me!" By now Dom had a third finger inside him and was twisting and spreading them, trying to prepare him well despite the urgency, wanting it to be good. Billy was moaning and pushing against Dom's hand, fists clenching in the sheets. "Oh god, nownownow!"

Dom removed his fingers, quickly replacing them with the head of his cock. As he pressed carefully inside, he couldn't help himself and threw his head back and gasped. "Oh fuck!"

"More, give it to me, Dom... I fucking want all of you."

A few more thrusts, and Dom was buried in Billy up to the hilt.

"Your mouth, I want your mouth, kiss me." Shuddering, Dom lowered himself down, feeling Billy's legs slide around his waist as he did so, using every ounce of willpower he possessed to keep him from thrusting hard into Billy. Billy fastened on to his mouth greedily, and Dom could feel fingernails digging into his back, a hand twining itself in his hair as they kissed as if their lives depended on it. "God, I can taste myself on you..." Billy gasped when they came up for air.

"Yeahyeahyeah," Dom murmured, beginning to thrust his hips. "So good, Billy... yes... you're so tight, so fucking tight... god, it's incredible..."

Billy shuddered and grunted with every thrust. "Fuck me, Dom... yes... come for me, come in me, want to watch you come..."

"Oh Billy, my Billy... love you so much." Dom felt completely enclosed, surrounded by Billy. It was almost too much, the intense physical pleasure coupled with the emotional overload of finally having him here, in his bed, in his arms again. He could feel himself begin to unravel, losing what was left of his higher brain functions, the only things he was aware of being the fuckingunbelievableohyes friction as his cock slid in and out of Billy, and the face looking up at him.

"That's it... yes... you're close, aren't you love.... come on..." Billy's voice sounded like it was coming from a parallel universe, penetrating the pounding of blood in Dom's ears and his own ragged breathing. The cords of pleasure in his limbs met and curled up tight in his belly and groin, tighter and tighter, until

he clawed the sheets either side of Billy's head

his whole body went rigid

he threw back his head and yelled

"Billy!"

and oblivion took him.

Dom came back to himself when Billy let his legs slide down flat on the bed, and Dom felt his cock pop free, with a tinge of regret.

He was sprawled over Billy's body, and he was crying. Again.

"Fuck, you've turned me into a big girl," Dom muttered. He felt Billy chuckle under him, which made him aware of the hard ridge of flesh pressing into his belly. "Don't want to stop..." he found himself saying. "Don't want it to end." With an effort, he pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, disentangled his legs and straddled Billy's hips. Billy looked up at him, puzzled, and laid a hand on his thigh.

"Don't you want to sleep, love?"

With difficulty, given the trembling muscles in his legs and abdomen, Dom manoeuvred himself so he was hovering over Billy's cock, which he held and massaged. "Need you, Bill, please..." and he sank down, impaling himself until he was sitting flush on Billy's pelvis.

They both groaned as he did so.

Dom sat staring at Billy, his chest heaving, willing his exhausted muscles to work.

"Dom, really... we don't have to do this..."

"Please..." Dom lowered himself to his elbows, and Billy slid his feet up so his thighs were pressed against Dom's arse, keeping his cock snugly inside. His arms went around Dom's back, and tugged him down into a kiss.

Dom let out a long sigh and nuzzled Billy's neck. "Yes. This." He mumbled.

"OK, we'll do this..." Billy said. "Hold on." He managed to roll Dom's unresisting body over so he was lying on top of him, his cock sliding free in the process.

Dom whimpered. "No.... In..."

"Shhh," Billy said gently, pressing Dom's knees back, and pushing his cock back inside him with one smooth stroke. "There, love." He rocked his hips against Dom, brushing sweat-soaked hair back off Dom's face. "I'm here for you."

Unable to hold his knees up, Dom let his legs flop around Billy's waist. "Oh god, I love you so much." Dom felt helpless, enslaved, taken; the feel of Billy in him and on him anchoring him to his own body.

Billy placed a soft kiss on Dom's lips. "Just now... watching you making love to me and lose yourself so completely in it... god..." he laid his forehead to Dom's collarbone for a moment, and his hips started to make firmer thrusts. "God..." His face reappeared, sweat running down his temples and beading on his nose and upper lip. "That trust, letting me into that space, it felt like..." Billy's lovely features crumpled, and Dom tightened his hold on him. "...like you were giving me such a gift, oh god, Dommie..." His hips pumped faster, until they were pistoning at speed, and the only sound coming from Billy's mouth was a rhythmic "ah!" of pleasure.

You complete me, Dom thought, watching the beloved face of his lover, his partner, his best friend. He arched up into Billy's thrusts, wanting even more of him. Billy's Ahs became punctuated with Yes and Dom, his eyes closed and his expression one of pure joy. Dom basked and revelled in the love that was flowing out of every pore of Billy's body, and pushed it right back at him with every muscle he had.

Suddenly, Billy's eyes snapped open and his gaze bore into Dom. He froze.

"Oh. Dom," he whispered.

His hips jerked once, twice, three times, each with an accompanying strangled gasp.

Dom loved.

Billy collapsed.

Dom stroked the sweat-matted hair on the back of Billy's head as he lay on top of him taking long, shuddering breaths.

"Wow," Dom said to the ceiling.

"Mmm," Billy hummed at last into Dom's neck. "Bloody hell." He pulled out of Dom, eliciting a sigh from both of them, and rolled off. "Gotta pee. Be right back." Dragging himself off the bed with a groan of effort, he disappeared into the bathroom.

Dom lay in a haze, sore and aching and deliriously happy. It was only a moment before Billy returned, and tugged at the duvet. "Can we get under the covers? I'm going to freeze in this air conditioned splendour."

"If you insist, yes, I'll get into bed and cuddle with you."

"I do insist."

Dom wriggled the duvet out from under him, and Billy climbed in. "Spoon."

Dom turned, and Billy fitted himself to his back, pressing his face into the back of Dom's neck. "Ah. I'm home."

"If home is a damp, sweaty bed."

"It is if you're in it, my Dommie, " Billy murmured drowsily.

Dom felt a blanket of contentment wrap itself tighter around him. "Glad you're home."

"So 'm I. Love you."

"Always."

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