Jan. 13th, 2003 12:04 am
Fic: The Play. Act I (of 4)
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Title: The Play. Act I (of 4)
Author: Aelane (Aelane1974@yahoo.com)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: bb/dm
feedback: please
disclaimer: don't know them, their shoe size nor their sexual preference. Tis fiction.
notes: I'm sure I had some when I wrote this several weeks ago but I surely can't remember them now.
The houselights were down, the actors upon the stage but for Dominic, the show was right next to him. Billy's leg pressed tight against his, the heat reminding him of what they had left unfinished in their hurry to get to the theatre on time. In frustration, he worried the cuticle of his thumbnail between his teeth. He could envision Billy as he had been, pressed against the wall, moaning as Dominic scraped his teeth along his collarbone, further unbuttoning his dress shirt.
Dominic shifted in his seat, attempting to adjust himself discreetly. He turned his head slightly and saw Billy's profile, saw his eyes focused on the stage. Apparently, he wasn't thinking of the way their hips had grinded against one another's, rubbing their cocks together through the fabric of their dress trousers. Or how Dominic had begged to stay in tonight, while licking the shell of Billy's ear, nibbling on his ear lobe. Nope, wasn't considering that at all, just sitting there watching the bloody play.
Dominic sighed heavily. His leg began to impatiently twitch up and down, rubbing against Billy's. Billy jerked his hand out and grabbed Dominic's thigh, forcing his leg still, digging his fingers into his skin before patting the spot twice and removing his hand. Dominic sat up straight, moving to let his shoulder rest heavily against Billy's as he settled back into his seat. He sighed again, attempting and failing to focus on the dialogue.
Billy leaned in close and breathed against Dominic's ear, forcing shivers down his back. Dominic held his breathe as Billy whispered, "Impatient?"
Closing his eyes, Dominic nodded his head.
"Do you want to leave at intermission?"
Dominic turned his head towards Billy, looked into his eyes. Their mouths were inches apart and Dominic thought about how easy it would be to just incline his head that short distance. Billy, noticing where Dominic's eyes focused, chuckled quietly, sliding his hand back down to Dominic's thigh.
Title: The Play. Act I (of 4)
Author: Aelane (Aelane1974@yahoo.com)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: bb/dm
feedback: please
disclaimer: don't know them, their shoe size nor their sexual preference. Tis fiction.
notes: I'm sure I had some when I wrote this several weeks ago but I surely can't remember them now.
The houselights were down, the actors upon the stage but for Dominic, the show was right next to him. Billy's leg pressed tight against his, the heat reminding him of what they had left unfinished in their hurry to get to the theatre on time. In frustration, he worried the cuticle of his thumbnail between his teeth. He could envision Billy as he had been, pressed against the wall, moaning as Dominic scraped his teeth along his collarbone, further unbuttoning his dress shirt.
Dominic shifted in his seat, attempting to adjust himself discreetly. He turned his head slightly and saw Billy's profile, saw his eyes focused on the stage. Apparently, he wasn't thinking of the way their hips had grinded against one another's, rubbing their cocks together through the fabric of their dress trousers. Or how Dominic had begged to stay in tonight, while licking the shell of Billy's ear, nibbling on his ear lobe. Nope, wasn't considering that at all, just sitting there watching the bloody play.
Dominic sighed heavily. His leg began to impatiently twitch up and down, rubbing against Billy's. Billy jerked his hand out and grabbed Dominic's thigh, forcing his leg still, digging his fingers into his skin before patting the spot twice and removing his hand. Dominic sat up straight, moving to let his shoulder rest heavily against Billy's as he settled back into his seat. He sighed again, attempting and failing to focus on the dialogue.
Billy leaned in close and breathed against Dominic's ear, forcing shivers down his back. Dominic held his breathe as Billy whispered, "Impatient?"
Closing his eyes, Dominic nodded his head.
"Do you want to leave at intermission?"
Dominic turned his head towards Billy, looked into his eyes. Their mouths were inches apart and Dominic thought about how easy it would be to just incline his head that short distance. Billy, noticing where Dominic's eyes focused, chuckled quietly, sliding his hand back down to Dominic's thigh.