Author: Jenna
Rated: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone depicted in this story.
Description: PWP! Yay! Slashy, smutty goodness!
Notes: My first go at Monaboyd
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Dominic Monaghan gave his boyfriend a hurt look and turned to walk away.
He was stopped by said boyfriend grabbing him around the waist, grinding his hips into his younger lover�s ass.
�Billy�� Dominic moaned.
Billy Boyd let Dominic go, and immediately missed the feeling of contact.
�Dominic, you know why we can�t,� Billy reprimanded in his lilting Scottish accent, wishing he was carefree enough to grab his boyfriend, shove him up against the side of the trailer where they were hidden, and fuck his brains out.
But he knew better. He knew what they could lose if people found out.
Dom whimpered and reached for Billy once again, but he swiped his hand away.
�Not long now, love,� Billy reminded Dom, with a lightning quick kiss to his cheek.
Dom sighed and began to walk out from behind the trailer, back to civilization, back to the movie that consumed their days.
�It just sucks,� Dom said softly to Billy as they walked across the dirt, past the lunch tent, and to the precipice that overlooked one of the most spectacular valley�s New Zealand had.
Billy sat down on a big rock, careful not to snag his costume, or to catch his feet on anything. �I know it does, Dom. But it�s for the best.�
Dominic nodded and looked out over the snowy mountains, the sun hanging low in the sky, threatening to just fall from the sky, engulfed by the hills and rocky snow-covered peaks.
�I�m allowed to hate this, you know,� Dom pointed out, picking at a stray thread on his costume absentmindedly as his eyes flitted over his surroundings.
Billy reached out tentatively and placed a hand over Dom�s. �I know you can,� he said softly. �And you should. I hate it too.�
Dominic tore his eyes from the bright sun and looked at Billy. �I love you, Billy Boyd.�
Billy smiled and opened his mouth. �I love you, Dominic.�
There intimate moment was spoiled by Peter Jackson�s voice booming over a hand held megaphone, calling them back to set to re-group for the late afternoon scenes.
�I�ll see you at home,� Billy said softly to Dom, and followed Ian McKellan to the mini bus that would take them to �Minas Tirith�.
Dom smiled tightly and nodded, and was whisked away by Viggo Mortensen and Orlando Bloom, arguing loudly about the Dawson�s Creek rerun they�d watched in the lunch tent.
Dominic was jostled into yet another mini bus, headed in the complete opposite direction of where he wanted to be.
He sank into a seat on his own and stared out the window, his heart heavy, and his eyes lacking their spark.
**
�Bill! Get with it!�
Billy looked up at Pete tiredly, his body aching, his muscles crying out for one of Dom�s relaxing massages.
The schedule for the Minas Tirith scene had run late. By 3 hours. And now it was cold and wet, and snow had begun to fall on the set, but Peter was hell-bent on capturing the ambiance that the weather provided.
Billy just wanted to go home to his boyfriend.
They shot the same scene four more times.
�Ok, that�s it! Thanks everyone!� Peter called, and Billy wanted to jump for joy. If he could move, that is.
Once back at the trailers, he ducked into his and quickly changed from Pippin into his street clothes, pulling off his prosthetic feet, not bothering with the irritable task of pulling off the glue undoubtedly caked to his feet.
�Night Bill!� David Wenham called.
Billy waved to him and forged on, managing to locate his car and speeding nearly all the way home to the stylish apartments overlooking Wellington.
�Baby?� Billy called as he pushed open the door to the apartment, dropping his keys, jacket and sweatshirt on the floor as he moved into the living room.
No Dom.
Billy took the time to ease out of his sandals, which he left beside his jacket, and maneuvered through the silent apartment, looking for any sign of his boyfriend.
He continued down the hall and stopped outside of the closed bedroom door. He pushed it open and a smile crept onto his face.
Dominic lay on the white bed cover, surrounded by lit candles, naked, red rose petals surrounding him.
�I was sick and tired of coming home to such a boring bedroom,� he offered, sitting up on the bed, throwing Billy a �come hither� look.
�It�s perfect,� Billy whispered softly, moving towards Dominic, pulling his shirt up and over his head.
Dominic slid over to the edge of the bed, and Billy stepped between them. Dom worked with professional hands to free the button and zipper on Billy�s pants, then shoved both the jeans and boxers to the floor in one quick motion.
Billy shivered at the sudden loss of his clothes.
Dominic placed feather light kisses over Billy�s stomach, delighting in every moan and whimper elicited form his lover�s mouth.
�Dom�� Billy whispered, but Dom�s lips continued to assault his skin. �Stop.�
Dom looked up expectantly.
�I�ve had a shitty day,� Billy began. �And something that would make it better would be a long, hard fuck from you. So if you don�t mind, can we skip the pleasantries and get to the part where your cock is inside me?�
A smile played on Dom�s lips and he stood up, walking Billy backwards until his back hit the wall with a light thud.
�You want this now?� Dom demanded, grinding his dick into Billy�s.
�Oh God�� Billy muttered, his eyes closing in pleasure.
Dom stopped his motion. �Open your eyes, Bill. I want to see those eyes��
Billy did as he was told and Dom fumbled around on the table next to him for the lube.
Dominic flicked the lid off clumsily and it fell to floor. He squeezed some out onto his hand and coated his raging hard-on in the cool gel, and then applied some of it to Billy�s entrance.
�Come on love,� Billy urged, taking the tube from his lover�s hands and threw it to the floor.
Dom frowned and turned Billy around, crushing him to the wall.
He positioned himself at his opening. �Ready, Bill?�
�Aye,� Billy breathed, his eyes closing. He waited for the contact, but it didn�t come. �Dom?�
Dom didn�t answer, just plunged his cock right into Billy�s heat forcefully, causing Bill�s knees to quiver.
Dom began his strong, fluid strokes, in and out of Billy�s tight hole, his balls slapping against the older man�s ass with each forceful thrust.
�Fuck Dom�God�� Billy moaned, clawing at the wall to support himself and the severity of Dominic�s attack.
Dominic didn�t answer, just kept his thrusts in perfect time, his body beginning to tire, but he was determined to bring Billy to climax.
His hand snaked around to Billy�s hard-on and began to stroke him up and down, in time with his furious grinding.
Billy moaned and placed his hand over Dom�s that was heatedly wrapped around his dick. �Dom�God�� he moaned again, and leant heavily against the wall.
�You likin� this Bill?�
�Fuck��
�Yeah, you like it when Dommie fucks you in the ass, don�t you?�
�Oh God, Dom��
�Yeah, you like the way it feels with my cock inside you��
Billy�s hand clenched around Dom�s, signaling that his orgasm was close.
�Come on Bill, come for me�� Dominic encouraged, giving his penis a squeeze.
Billy growled deep in his throat as his body bucked, emptying his seed into Dom�s hand.
As soon as the hot come hit Dom�s palm, he felt his own orgasm take hold of him, and sent his body into a spiral of ecstasy. He came hot and hard inside Billy�s ass, his knees shaking.
Billy lowered them both to the ground and wrapped an arm around Dom�s waist. �We need to have shitty days more often.�
