Don't Use Your Hands Yet (Billy/Rachel/Dom, March 2007)

[msilverstar]

Title: "Don't Use Your Hands Yet"
Authors: msilverstar and unstealthy
Pairing: Billy/Rachel Weisz/Dom
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is completely false, not true, we made it up
Summary: Playing with bondage, hand-feeding, teasing, and cheerful sex.
Note: For all fics in this universe in chronological order, please see the Master List.




After the concerts, the convention, all that madness, even Dom's twitchy energy seems restful. Billy rests gratefully, sleeping late and watching life from Dom's back deck. If he takes Dom in hand a bit, well, it's restful in the long run. Dom's quieter after he's been thoroughly spanked and fucked. There are songs in Billy's head and it's easier here, away from home, to hear them. There's a surprise coming soon: Billy can tell because Dom is crap at keeping secrets. That kind of secret, in any case. Billy hides his smiles and waits patiently.

Dom loves his house, and is glad it's paid for now that his time on Lost is coming to an end and his income stream will be less constant. He loves having visitors, loved having Rachel to stay briefly before Christmas, and now Billy. They hung out with the guys from the band for a few days, but now they've left Dom's got Billy to himself and it's utter bliss. Dom's lying in the garden, a cool breeze on his face, listening to Billy picking out a song on his guitar. He grins to himself as Billy's mobile rings, knowing who's on the other end of it.

This week, with a bit of swearing and frustration, Billy's managed to programme his mobile to ring specially for Rachel (and Dom, and the Beecake blokes), so he's able to pick it up and say, "My lovely lady, hello."

"Hello, sweetheart, how are you?" Rachel stifles a laugh.

"Fine," Billy says, wondering why she's laughing, but shrugging it off. "I'm still at Dom's in LA, where it's nearly summer, I hope it's not too awful where you are." He's got her schedule somewhere but can't keep track of all the changes.

Dom snorts with laughter and gets up, waving a beer bottle. "Just going to get more beers," he says, then heads into the house.

"No, not too awful at all," Rachel says, choking back another laugh. "What are you up to?"

Billy smiles and says, "Whiling the time away, lotus-eating." He pitches his voice low, "Are you somewhere private? We could have a little fun if you're up for it." Phone sex might not be as good as real sex, but it's something.

"Not right now, I'm in public, but I can call you later if you like," Rachel says, a smile in her voice. "It would be lovely to have you give me instructions."

"You're so very instruct-able," Billy says happily. "What are you wearing?" he asks, and then hastily "Not for phone sex, I just want to imagine I can see you."

"Imagine away," Rachel says. "I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt, not terribly sexy, but very comfy for travel."

As if she's not always sexy. Billy says, "You'd be sexy in sackcloth or a burnoose, you can't help it." He hears Dom coming back, and turns to accept a beer, but there's Rachel, holding her mobile and grinning at him. "You're here!" Billy says, and jumps up to hug her, gobsmacked that she's turned up without a word of warning, but not minding a bit.

Dom laughs and laughs -- Billy's response is brilliant. "Fucking got you, mate!" he yells, as Billy lifts Rachel off the ground and swings her around.

Billy's put Rachel down and is covering her face with kisses, making her laugh. "Dom and I conspired behind your back," she says gleefully. "Are you completely surprised?"

"Utterly," Billy says, following with a more intense kiss, "I've got my hands full with you two." He reaches to clout Dom's head and pulls Dom into the hug, saying "Full hands, come over here, Dom."

Rachel kisses Dom on the mouth as he joins them in a three-way hug. "We got him good and proper," Dom says. "Good work."

"Thank you, you were a good co-conspirator," Rachel laughs. She's so happy to be here with them both. "What's for lunch?"

"Sushi!" Dom yells, running to grab his phone. "Beer and sushi. I'll order in, there's the best sushi place that delivers."

Laughing, Billy turns back to Rachel. "He's been bursting with it for at least a day, didn't quite let out the secret though." He gives her another kiss, slow and comprehensive, reminding himself what every corner of her mouth tastes like. "I've missed you," he says, leaning back just a bit to see her properly, "Thank you for coming all this way." Billy buries his face in her hair, nuzzling her, and says, "I intend to give you a good time, enough to make the trip worthwhile."

"It's worthwhile already," Rachel murmurs, sighing with happiness. "Can I have a beer?" she asks. "Then I want lunch. And sex."

"We'll have to crack the whip, make Dom arrange the sushi right away." Billy grins at Rachel, at this unexpected treat. "Oi! Dom!" he shouts as they walk into the house, arms round waists, "promise them a big tip if it's here quick."

Dom's talking on the phone, ordering food, he nods and grins at them. "My beer?" Rachel says to Billy. "I'm gasping."

Spotting where Dom's put down the bottles, Billy gives one to Rachel and keeps one for himself. When Dom makes the 'give me' gesture, Billy responds with a smug grin: Dom knew there'd be three of them, if he wanted one, he should have brought three. Billy's other hand is roaming under Rachel's shirt, stroking the smooth skin of her back. Bliss.

Finally the phone call is done. "Be here in 30 minutes," Dom says, dropping into a chair. Billy and Rachel have the couch, and Dom can't stop staring at mouths around bottles, hands on thighs. It's not like he didn't get fucked that morning. But Dom's always up for more.

Billy's hand is warm and firm on the back of Rachel's neck, and she leans into his caress happily. The beer tastes good and feels nice going down her throat, and the anticipation of having Dom and Billy all to herself, even for only a couple of days, is exciting and arousing. When Billy's fingers weave in her hair, she squeezes his leg in response, fully aware of Dom's eyes on them.

There's a nice warmth building in Billy, giving him confidence that he can do and be what they need, a feeling that he's going to love having them kneeling or bound or both. Begging, as they do so well. Into the silence as they wait for him, Billy tosses a stone, "Why are you both still dressed?"

"Um, because someone's coming to the door bringing us food any minute, and I've got to pay for it?" Dom says, grinning. "And a picture of me naked with sushi is not what I want to see on the front of the National Enquirer next time I go to the supermarket."

"I'd be happy to look at that," Rachel says with a smile. She stands and puts down her bottle. "I'd be happy to be naked, too."

Smirking, Billy says, "I'll get the door, pay for it and all, if you'll strip down." Dom's house has a foyer, no one can see into the lounge, and it will be worth it for naked Dom. He looks at Rachel, who has her shirt off and is busy with her shoes. "Lovely girl," he says, "very cooperative. Deserves a bit of a reward."

"There's no getting away from it, is there?" Dom says, making a show of sighing and reluctantly getting up out of his chair. He pulls off his t-shirt, watching Rachel undress, pausing a moment when she takes her bra off to look at her standing there in just her undies. "You're beautiful," he says.

Rachel bites her lip, shy when receiving compliments from people who are important to her. "Thank you," she murmurs, to both of them. "I just want to please you."

"God yeah," Billy says, "spectacular." He reaches to pull her down on his lap, careful not to tickle her with his cold hands. "You're not too shabby yourself," he says to Dom, who's cut back on the weights and is no longer in danger of looking like Arnold Schwarzenegger, to Billy's relief. "Turn up the heat a bit, will you, don't want anyone getting chilled."

"Isn't it warm enough for you in here?" Dom says. "I can do something about that without turning up the heating." Pulling off his jeans he gets down on all fours, and crawls naked across the floor to where Billy's sitting and kisses his feet.

"Oh," Rachel breathes. Dom looks magnificent, kneeling, naked, his cock half-hard, muscles of his back rippling as he moves. "I want him," she whispers to Billy. "I want him for my treat."

Billy's hands clutch Rachel, flexing when Dom's lips touch his bare feet. But he shan't be swayed by that, because Dom's just blown off his order, flagrantly disobeyed him. "You may have him, do you want him before or after I punish him for ignoring me?" Billy asks, knocking Dom off balance with a foot to his shoulder, "or, if you like, during."

"I want to eat my lunch off him," Rachel says. "And then I want to have him. Please? May I?" Dom's licking her instep, and her heart rate is increasing rapidly.

"Mmm," Dom hums as he licks. This all sounds extremely interesting. As if on cue, the doorbell rings.

"Yes," Billy says as he slides Rachel off his lap and walks towards the door. "Wait for me, though. Don't use your hands yet. Mouths only." His jeans are pressing a bit against his erection, reminding him as he deals with paying the delivery-girl, of what he has waiting.

"We can do a lot with just mouths," Dom says, looking up at Rachel and grinning.

"You can, you mean," Rachel smiles back. She wriggles out of her knickers and sits back down. Dom's still kneeling at her feet and she spreads her legs. "Care for a small appetiser before lunch?"

Dom chuckles. "Absolutely." He kisses his way up her inner thigh, hands clasped behind his back, and has just reached her pussy when Billy returns with the food.

It's a gorgeous picture, and Billy has to stop and admire them. But they are rather jumping the gun. "I said," he says, "to wait." He puts down the bags and twines his fingers in Dom's hair, pulling him back away from Rachel, then caressing Dom's neck. "I am going to punish you, Dom, going to tie you up and tease you and hurt you, and give you to Rachel, and you're going to love it.

"You're right, I am," Dom says, his voice husky with arousal.

Rachel looks up at Billy. "Shall we tie him to the kitchen table? What do you think, lover?"

"I think that chair over there," Billy points to a rush chair, wider than most, with several good places to attach ropes.

"I want to eat off him. Can I do that when he's in a chair?" Rachel says, frowning at the chair.

When Rachel's toppy, she's great fun. "Good point," Billy says, "table first, coffee table I think." Billy pulls Dom by the hair, up and over to the low wood and glass table, pressing him to lie back. Dom's bloody delicious-looking there, sprawled and beautiful. Billy tells Rachel, "He's to stay very still, so the sushi won't fall off."

"It's cold!" Dom complains as he's pressed down on to the glass.

"I think we need to tie him down to make sure," Rachel says.

"I'll get rope," Billy says, standing up and unbuttoning his shirt. He heads for the cabinet where the sex toys are stored, turning up the thermostat on his way, as he'd told Dom to do.

While Billy's out of the room, Rachel rummages in the food bags and sets out the containers of sushi on the floor around the coffee table. Dom's lying there, passive for once, his cock hard and bobbing with his pulse. The table's shorter than him, so his feet are flat on the floor. "Do you want a cushion for your head?" Rachel says.

"Yeah," Dom says. It's somehow easier to submit to Rachel than Billy. Dom doesn't find he's got an urge to fight against her.

Billy decides on the leather straps instead of rope, and brings some extra -- he's sure he'll find a use for them -- then notices Dom's collar hanging on the cabinet door. He suddenly has an intense urge to see Dom in it, there on the table.

When Billy returns he's not bearing rope, but leather. Rachel's kneeling beside the table and smiles up at him. "Dom's being very good," she says.

"Good? Dom?" Billy's eyebrows rise, but Dom is stretched out on the table, relaxed, barely twitching at all. Billy tosses Rachel the straps for his legs and kneels down to cuff Dom's wrists and arrange Dom's hands, palms up, by his head. "Gorgeous," he murmurs to Dom, drawing a finger down Dom's tender inner arm, down the lighter and softer skin there, "completely fucking edible".

Rachel firmly binds Dom's ankles to the table legs and sits back to admire, smiling as Billy can't help touching. "I'm hungry," she says, licking her lips. "Time to eat."

Billy's touch makes Dom shiver and close his eyes. This isn't punishment at all, it's fucking bliss, now that the glass under his back has warmed up and he's got a cushion for his head. He watches Rachel open the containers and take out the sushi, the rolls and the sashimi, and carefully lay some of it on his chest and belly.

"Have something else for you," Billy tells Dom, as Rachel places two big pieces of sushi roll on Dom's nipples. He pulls out the collar and shows it to Dom, asking, "May I put this on you?"

"You're in charge," Dom smiles. "Go ahead." He lifts his head as Billy buckles the collar around his neck. Immediately, Dom feels safe, secure, submissive. "Thank you," he murmurs.

Dom looks changed somehow, not just the collar (which is a fan-fucking-tastic look on him), but his body is different. More like Rachel's when Billy has her tied to something, more yielding. Billy leans in, puts his hands on Dom's and kisses him, deep and long.

Rachel watches them kiss, feeling her pussy get wet and her pulse rate increase. She waits until Billy lifts his head. "May I start?" Rachel asks, looking up at Billy.

Turning towards Rachel, Billy pulls her close and kisses her too, one hand sliding down to caress her arse. "Anything you like, love, whatever you want to do with him, or me." He looks at Dom, "The two of you, God I've missed this..."

Dom looks up at Billy, who is smiling down at him. "I love you," Dom says.

"Love you, you know that," Billy answers, "though I plan some evil experiments with wasabi." He takes a bit on his finger and shows it to Dom, waving it temptingly just an inch from Dom's mouth.

Dom can almost taste the sting of the wasabi and his mouth waters. He sticks out his tongue as far as he can, but Billy holds his finger just out of reach. There's sushi on his torso, and he's positively starving.

"Leave some for me," Rachel says.

With a swipe of his fingers, Billy leaves the wasabi on Dom's lower lip and turns to kiss Rachel.

Dom watches them kiss, the sting of the wasabi still on his lower lip and tongue. He licks his lips and moans softly. His cock is aching. "Please, Billy," he murmurs. "Please touch her tit when you kiss her."

When Dom begs like that, it lights a fire inside Billy, and he touches, stroking then holding Rachel's breast and rubbing the nipple with his thumb. She moans and moves into his touch and Billy's not exactly sure how he can handle both of his lovers without exploding. He pulls back and says, "Food first, must keep you fit and healthy," looking back and forth between them.

Rachel's flushing and breathing hard, her insides churning with want, her pussy wet. Bracing herself with a hand on Billy's shoulder, she leans down and eats a slice of sashimi off Dom's belly, ensuring she gives him a good lick. It's creamy, fresh salmon, melts in her mouth and she hums with approval. "Delicious."

"Oh, god," Dom says. "Please." He's not even sure what he's begging for.

Billy pats Dom on the arm, trying not to jiggle anything, saying "Wait, just wait". He starts with a small piece of cucumber roll, dips it in the bowl of soy sauce perched on Dom's navel, rubs just a little wasabi on it. Then he swings behind Rachel, his chest to her back, her arse against his groin and reaches around to put the sushi in her willing mouth. "When you're not so hungry," he says, low but loud enough for Dom to hear, "you may play with Dom, have him for your treat."

Rachel chews and swallows the food. "Thank you," she smiles. Even through his clothes she can tell how excited Billy is: his skin radiating heat, his cock a hard ridge pressing against her. An idea strikes her: she bends, ensuring her breasts brush against Dom, picks up a firm California roll gently between her teeth and turns, leaning towards Billy's mouth, offering it to him.

Moving to meet her, Billy takes the piece in his mouth and brushes her back with his fingertips. He's missed her like fury, as he does every time they're apart.

Dom watches them intently. They're so beautiful together it makes it hard to breathe sometimes. An involuntary whimper leaves his mouth, making Rachel turn to look at him and smile. "Don't worry, you'll get your turn," she says to him. "Just not yet."

She's going to have both of them -- Rachel's already decided she wants to make Dom watch her and Billy. Dom's beautiful when he's desperate and begging, and that's probably the easiest way to get him into that state. Well, one of the easiest ways -- there are several. Rachel smiles to herself at the thought and leans over Dom's chest to snag another piece of the delicious sushi.

With one hand, Billy picks another piece of sushi, hamachi this time, adds wasabi and soy sauce, and pops it into his own mouth, his other hand stroking Dom's thigh. He feeds Dom, then Rachel, then himself, his eyes watering when he has an extra-large dab of wasabi.

There's not much sushi left on Dom's body now. Rachel bends and snaffles the last couple of pieces, making sure to lick Dom's nipples and scrape her teeth over his skin, eliciting more lovely moans. "Let's get him into a chair, that table can't be too comfortable," Rachel says. "Can we leave him tied up, though?" She looks hopefully at Billy.

"But of course, my darlink," Billy says, in a rather terrible Count Dracula accent. He unbuckles the leather straps holding Dom's wrists on, and slides one through the ring in Dom's collar as a short leash, kissing Dom in approval for having stayed still during the process.

Dom feels so secure, more compliant than he's ever felt before. As Billy tugs on the strap, Rachel helps him sit up then undoes the straps around his feet. They both get him to stand, and lead him to the chair Billy had suggested putting him in earlier. Rachel plumps up the cushions and settles him in it, strapping down his feet and ankles again, while Billy ties his hands. Dom's calm, enjoying the touching and the attention, but he's also enormously aroused by it, Rachel's nakedness and Billy's mere presence.

"Lovely," Rachel says, stepping back and admiring naked Dom strapped to the chair. "Now," she says, turning to Billy and running her hands over his chest. "Please would you fuck me, lover? Please will you fuck me while Dom watches?"

"Yeah," Billy says, turning from the spectacular sight of Dom cinched in leather to the equally fantastic naked Rachel. "Where do you want me?"

"Naked," Dom mumbles without thinking, then adds quickly, "Please."

Rachel laughs. "That goes without saying." She's pushing Billy's shirt off his shoulders and then undoes his jeans. "I'm so wet," she murmurs, sliding her hand down Billy's trousers and into his boxers. The feel of his hard cock in her hand is incredibly exciting. "Can't wait to have you inside me."

Billy slides an arm round Rachel, pushes down his jeans and pants with the other hand. "Gorgeous woman," he says, stepping out of the clothes and pulling her close so he can feel every inch of her bare body against him. Now his hands can roam properly, stroke her arse and the soft inside of her hip as he kisses her again, tastes the sushi and beer and sweet musk of her in her mouth.

Moaning, Rachel presses close and rubs up against him, kissing him a little desperately. "Want you so much." She turns, planting her feet firmly either side of Dom's and leans forward, bracing her hands on Dom's shoulders. "Like this," she says to Billy, and then grins at Dom.

"You're going to kill me," Dom murmurs as Billy moves into position behind Rachel. "My head's going to explode and it'll be all your fault, and I haven't even had enough sushi."

"Clever woman," Billy tells Rachel, with a laugh in his voice. He rubs his cock across her cunt, which is wet and fantastically hot, and groans with pleasure. "You ready?" he asks, one hand snaking down her belly to press across her clit.

"Oh god, yes!" Rachel gasps. "Please, fuck me!"

"Yeah, please, fuck her," Dom groans.

Pushing his cock into Rachel is easy, she's slippery and open for him. He stops a moment when he's all the way in her, and drops a kiss on her back. Then he braces his hand on Dom's thigh, runs the other over Rachel's clit, and starts thrusting, hard and fast, the way she likes it.

"Fuck," Dom moans. "Bloody, fucking hell." He had been joking about his head exploding, but now he thinks it's possible it might actually happen. Watching Billy's face as he enters Rachel, watching Rachel's face as Billy enters her... It's almost too much.

"Oh, that feels good..." Rachel breathes. She's missed Billy, even though they've only been apart a week or so, missed the intense sex they have, the way he knows just how to touch her to drive her insane. Looking down as he fucks her, she watches a bead of precome appear on the head of Dom's cock and sit there glistening, and Rachel wishes she could lick it off. Later.

"God yeah," Billy pants, so aroused he can't think about properly. Shagging Rachel at the same time he's looking at Dom pressing forward against his collar, Dom staring into his face as though he'd eat Billy alive if he could get loose... "Fucking gorgeous," he manages, rubbing Rachel's clit and feeling her wriggle and gasp.

Dom lets out a long, low moan and strains against the leather straps. Rachel's gripping his shoulders hard, her breasts swinging and jiggling with every thrust of Billy's hips, and Dom thinks it's possible he's never wanted to touch someone so much in his life. Both Billy and Rachel are panting and gasping, there's a sheen of sweat on Rachel's skin that Dom's desperate to lick, and... "Oh god," he groans. "Oh fucking christ."

"Harder, please, more!" Rachel gasps. "Getting close!"

That's right, Billy can do that, thrusting into her with every muscle, snapping his hips for even more power. His hand is rubbing Rachel's clit, his eyes are fixed on Dom's, and Billy's nearly coming himself, from the sheer sex of it all.

Billy's gaze is burning into Dom. It seems as though Billy's never looked so beautiful, his mouth slightly open, panting with the exertion of thrusting hard into Rachel, the counterpoint slapping of flesh on flesh and Rachel's high, sharp gasping combing to assault Dom's ears. "Please!" Dom begs, pulling against the restraints. "Please!"

"Oh god, I'm gonna come!" Rachel cries, and does, with an uninhibited yell of pleasure as the orgasm rolls over her and Billy presses on her clit, prolonging the fantastic sensations.

The waves of pressure along Billy's cock are irresistibly good, and he comes right after Rachel with a cry of pure pleasure. His legs are a bit wobbly, so he leans even more on Dom to keep from falling on top of Rachel. "So good," he murmurs, slowly pulling back and pushing into Rachel's cunt a few more times, trying to hold on to the feelings, "fucking fantastic." As soon as he gets his breath back, he'll do something for Dom, who's still red-faced and desperate.

Rachel leans, panting, on Dom's shoulders, feeling Billy's cock slowly slip out of her. "That was brilliant," she says, standing and turning to kiss Billy, feeling a bit wobbly.

Dom can't speak. He's aroused beyond words, but feeling elated and privileged all at the same time. Billy and Rachel kissing, hands wandering and stroking over each other, makes him long to join in and be part of what they've got between them. He knows he's got something unique with Billy, but part of Billy belongs to Rachel, and Dom knows that unless he's part of that too, Billy will never fully be his. Neither will Billy ever completely want him.

"So good, my Rachel" Billy says, barely able to kiss because he's still breathless with it. "What shall we do with our Dom?" he asks, his back creaking a little as he stands, pulling her up with him, grateful for the warm air surrounding them.

"Mmm," Rachel says against his mouth. "I've got an idea, will you help me? I'll need a cock ring."

"Oh god," Dom moans, terrified and excited by whatever it is that's in Rachel's mind.

The two of them make Billy laugh, and he swings Rachel round in his arms for a good long kiss. Then he turns away from her to kiss Dom properly, his hand cupping Dom's head, his other soothing Dom's neck at the edge of his collar. "I'll not let her torture you, too much," he tells Dom, with a fond kiss to Dom's forehead, and he goes to get the cock ring and give himself a bit of a wipe.

While Billy's out of the room, Rachel arranges the remaining sushi into one container and sets it on the table beside Dom along with the soy sauce, wasabi and ginger. He's breathing hard, but seems a little more relaxed than when Billy was fucking her. Rachel smiles and strokes his hair. "Hungry?"

"You've got no idea," Dom murmurs, and Rachel laughs in response before feeding him a couple of pieces of sushi. "Thank you," he says.

Billy returns with the cock ring, condoms and some lube in case Rachel has plans in that direction, and several towels. Anything involving Dom could get rather messy. "Do you want a condom, love?" he asks Rachel. The two of them have been going without since he and Rachel got serious, and Dom's tested clean for several months, and latex smells terrible.

Rachel sighs. "I don't want one, obviously" she says, turning to Billy, and then it dawns on her that he's offering her the option. "Are you saying I can go without? With Dom?"

Perching on the coffee table, Billy pulls Rachel into his lap, so they're on the same level as Dom, who's still strapped down with black leather, looking completely sexy and sweetly desperate. "We're all clean, no diseases, you're on the Pill, it's up to you."

"It's up to Dom," Rachel says, and looks at him. "Are you okay with it?"

It's all Dom can do not to babble out his desperation. "Please, yes," he says, nodding.

"That's settled, then," Rachel says happily. She kisses Billy and stands, taking the cock ring and carefully buckling it around Dom's cock and balls. "Does that feel okay?" His cock is an angry purple colour, and she's eager to have it inside her.

"Yes," Dom whispers, and then, desperately, "Please."

It's incredible to see Dom so nearly speechless. Billy looks at Rachel admiringly, wondering what she's up to.

There's just enough room in the chair for Rachel to kneel astride Dom's lap. Billy's semen is still coating her inner thighs but she doesn't care, is too excited to have Dom. Lowering herself slowly on to Dom's cock, she sighs as Dom moans. Dom's gripping the arms of the chair hard as she settles herself on him. "I can't believe I'm having you both like this, one after the other," Rachel sighs.

"Christ!" Dom gasps. He can't remember the last time he was inside a woman without a condom. Rachel's cunt is soft, welcoming, slippery with Billy's come, and that in itself is almost too fucking sexy to handle. His chest heaves as he struggles to control himself, grateful for the cock ring.

If Billy could possibly... but his cock gives no more than a twitch or two. That doesn't mean he can't touch, so he does, wiping the sweat off Dom's head, running his hand down Rachel's back and stroking her lovely arse. He loses himself in them, in nipping at earlobes and touching wherever won't be in the way, because they're both so gorgeously sexy.

"Could you feed him, lover?" Rachel says, turning to Billy and smiling. "I want him to have his lunch before he comes."

"As you wish," Billy sketches a little bow and picks up the sushi. The first piece has very little wasabi, just enough to whet the appetite. The second piece, however, has more, and Dom's eyes fly open in surprise, then relax to heavy-lidded sensuality again, and Billy kisses him, because he simply cannot resist the idea of spicy Dom.

Watching Billy kiss Dom, Rachel strokes both their heads tenderly. "I'm so lucky," she murmurs. "Having both of you." Dom's moaning softly into the kiss, and Rachel doesn't dare move in case it tips him over the edge, despite the cock ring. "You've been so good, Dom, so very good. We'll have to reward you later."

Turning, Billy kisses Rachel, delighting in the contrast between his two lovers. Dom's especially desperate and hungry for it now, being denied the touch he loves so much, forced to be still and be fucked, while Rachel's kiss is more languid. But Billy's missed her, for all it's just been a few weeks. With a little sigh for future partings, Billy turns to offer Dom a big piece of shrimp sushi, no spicy surprises this time.

The food gives Dom something to focus on, for which he's grateful. Billy feeds him pieces of sushi and sashimi, and despite his earlier ravenous hunger, after only a few mouthfuls his appetite is gone. "Not hungry any more," he manages to say. "Thank you."

"I think..." Rachel says, looking from Billy to Dom. She lifts herself up a little, just enough to reach down and unbuckle the cock ring. "Billy, please would you give him permission to come?" For some reason she feels it's important that Billy says it rather than her.

"Yes," Billy says, pleased that she's allowing him to be part of this, "you may come," he says to Dom, feeling slightly pompous but, oh, Dom looks so fucking gorgeous right now.

As Rachel settles herself on to him again, Dom thrusts into her and with a groaning, shuddering cry he comes. It's so intense he almost blacks out for a moment, straining and pulling against the straps, feeling Rachel hold him and soothe him, keeping him safe as he loses all sense of himself.... until he comes to, panting, shivering a little, in Rachel and Billy's arms.

After unstrapping Dom from the chair, Billy slides his arm behind Dom, gathers him and Rachel close, and croons words of love that are far too soppy for any other time.

"Love you," Dom murmurs as his head falls on to Billy's shoulder.

"I'm going to have a shower and unpack," Rachel says, kissing them both and sliding out of the embrace. She stands and looks down at the two of them, feeling full of love and tenderness, then smiling heads off to the bathroom.

"She's bloody amazing. Was that a good surprise?" Dom says, grinning at Billy.

Billy watches after Rachel, marvelling at the way she's always perky and practical after sex, whereas he just wants to nap. "The best," he answers Dom, unbuckling the straps binding Dom's legs to the chair and tossing Dom a towel. He sits on the floor, leans against the coffee table and stretches, saying "Want a rub-down?

"Sounds great, although I might fall asleep," Dom says, swiping at the mess in his lap with the towel.

"Bed then? Or sofa?" Billy feels a great surge of love, and finds he wants to take care of Dom, like a broody hen with her last chick.

"Sofa, don't think I could make it to the bedroom," Dom says. He sighs and looks at Billy. "I don't deserve you. You're too good to me."

Snorting, Billy says, "You do that and say I'm too good? Bollocks." He wraps his arm round Dom's back and takes as much of Dom's weight as he can, moving him to the sofa. "Collar on or off?" he asks, almost afraid that Dom will want it on all the time, and Billy's brain will turn to mush.

"Off for now, is that okay?" Dom sighs as he settles on his front on the sofa, still feeling boneless but very happy.

There's room for both of them on the sofa, so Billy curls a leg under himself, unbuckles the collar, and start stroking Dom's neck, a deep soothing rub that comforts both of them. "Always all right," he says, "love you."

When Rachel returns to the living room, wearing Dom's towelling robe and carrying three bottles of Stella Artois from the fridge, she finds Dom and Billy on the sofa. Billy is rubbing Dom's back and Dom is laughing at something Billy's just said. "Hello, my loverboys," she says. "Anyone fancy a beer and a cuddle?"

"Both," they answer in chorus, and start laughing again.