Fic: While We Were Sleeping
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silentdescanttitle: While We Were Sleeping
pairing: Billy/Dominic
rating: PG
summary: Dom just wants a taste.
a/n: omg I finished something! this is very short and fluffy and pointless, but the point is, it's not part of some humongous, mysterious plot! \o/ as always, concrit is appreciated and feedback is ♥.
“Move over, Dom,” Billy mumbled sleepily, nudging Dominic’s shoulder with his palm. “Wan’ tae rest a bit.” In his sleep, Dominic followed the motion of Billy’s hand and rolled over onto his side. Billy lifted the sheets, slid into the bed beside Dominic, and was asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow he shared with his friend.
Dominic, feeling the warmth of Billy’s body, immediately scooted closer and pushed his face into Billy’s bare shoulder. He breathed deeply, smelling his own overwhelming, citrus-scented soap, traces of the yesterday’s fake dirt and makeup, and the normal, human scent he associated with Billy. Without thinking, and still mostly asleep, Dominic opened his mouth and licked Billy’s shoulder. He couldn’t taste much, only the natural skin-flavor that Dominic had tasted on so many other people. But Billy was warm and flush against Dominic from head to foot (if only because Dominic had made it so), and Dominic pressed his lips and his tongue against Billy’s skin again, just because he could and Billy wasn’t objecting.
Dominic had yet to open his eyes, and he was still tired enough to fight waking up with all his power. Dominic turned his head away from the light of the window and nudged Billy’s back with his nose. He licked Billy again, slowly and methodically moving his mouth across a small area on Billy’s shoulderblade. He wanted to taste more of Billy’s skin.
He snaked an arm around Billy’s waist and burrowed ever closer. Billy sighed in his sleep and shifted back against Dominic, whose sleep-addled mind took the movement as a sign of encouragement. Dominic grazed his teeth across Billy’s shoulder.
Because Billy still hadn’t moved, and Dominic felt he had achieved his surreal task of tasting Billy, he drifted back into unconsciousness, his mouth open against Billy’s saliva-wet skin.
It was some time later when Billy woke up. He tried to turn over, but Dominic’s body behind him halted the motion. Feeling Billy shift, Dominic mumbled and kissed the warm, damp patch of Billy’s shoulder.
“Dom?” Billy asked, his voice rough with sleep. “Did you lick me?”
“Huh?” Dominic lifted his head blearily.
“Were you lickin’ me, Dom?”
Dominic cracked open his eyes and looked at Billy’s back. There was a faintly pink area in about the place Dominic’s mouth had been pushed up against.
“Yeah, guess so,” Dominic answered finally. He settled back down and kissed the spot again. “Like your skin.”
“Hmm…” Billy hummed in response. “Feels nice.”
“Mmmkay.” Dominic wrapped his arm around Billy again and squeezed gently. “Sleepy Billy,” he sighed.
“Morning, Dom. Is morning. Now,” Billy murmured, already slipping back to his dreams. “Wake up. Don’ wanna.”
“Sleep a bit longer, Billy,” Dominic breathed. The soft rush of air was hot and humid against Billy’s back. “Wake up soon. Sleep now.”
pairing: Billy/Dominic
rating: PG
summary: Dom just wants a taste.
a/n: omg I finished something! this is very short and fluffy and pointless, but the point is, it's not part of some humongous, mysterious plot! \o/ as always, concrit is appreciated and feedback is ♥.
“Move over, Dom,” Billy mumbled sleepily, nudging Dominic’s shoulder with his palm. “Wan’ tae rest a bit.” In his sleep, Dominic followed the motion of Billy’s hand and rolled over onto his side. Billy lifted the sheets, slid into the bed beside Dominic, and was asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow he shared with his friend.
Dominic, feeling the warmth of Billy’s body, immediately scooted closer and pushed his face into Billy’s bare shoulder. He breathed deeply, smelling his own overwhelming, citrus-scented soap, traces of the yesterday’s fake dirt and makeup, and the normal, human scent he associated with Billy. Without thinking, and still mostly asleep, Dominic opened his mouth and licked Billy’s shoulder. He couldn’t taste much, only the natural skin-flavor that Dominic had tasted on so many other people. But Billy was warm and flush against Dominic from head to foot (if only because Dominic had made it so), and Dominic pressed his lips and his tongue against Billy’s skin again, just because he could and Billy wasn’t objecting.
Dominic had yet to open his eyes, and he was still tired enough to fight waking up with all his power. Dominic turned his head away from the light of the window and nudged Billy’s back with his nose. He licked Billy again, slowly and methodically moving his mouth across a small area on Billy’s shoulderblade. He wanted to taste more of Billy’s skin.
He snaked an arm around Billy’s waist and burrowed ever closer. Billy sighed in his sleep and shifted back against Dominic, whose sleep-addled mind took the movement as a sign of encouragement. Dominic grazed his teeth across Billy’s shoulder.
Because Billy still hadn’t moved, and Dominic felt he had achieved his surreal task of tasting Billy, he drifted back into unconsciousness, his mouth open against Billy’s saliva-wet skin.
It was some time later when Billy woke up. He tried to turn over, but Dominic’s body behind him halted the motion. Feeling Billy shift, Dominic mumbled and kissed the warm, damp patch of Billy’s shoulder.
“Dom?” Billy asked, his voice rough with sleep. “Did you lick me?”
“Huh?” Dominic lifted his head blearily.
“Were you lickin’ me, Dom?”
Dominic cracked open his eyes and looked at Billy’s back. There was a faintly pink area in about the place Dominic’s mouth had been pushed up against.
“Yeah, guess so,” Dominic answered finally. He settled back down and kissed the spot again. “Like your skin.”
“Hmm…” Billy hummed in response. “Feels nice.”
“Mmmkay.” Dominic wrapped his arm around Billy again and squeezed gently. “Sleepy Billy,” he sighed.
“Morning, Dom. Is morning. Now,” Billy murmured, already slipping back to his dreams. “Wake up. Don’ wanna.”
“Sleep a bit longer, Billy,” Dominic breathed. The soft rush of air was hot and humid against Billy’s back. “Wake up soon. Sleep now.”