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Author: [livejournal.com profile] thuribrandybuck
Author's Email: Thuri at GypsyPyrates dot com
Website: http://www.in-the-shire-reckoning.com/
Pairing(s): Dom/Billy
Rating: Series is G -- NC-17.
Summary: Trouble's brewing . . .
Disclaimer: Yeah. This is sooooo not true.
Warning: AU
Authors Note: Yet another alternative universe.
(Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four) (Part Five) (Part Six) (Part Seven) (Part Eight) (Part Nine) (Part Ten) (Part Eleven) (Part Twelve) (Part Thirteen) (Part Fourteen) (Part Fifteen)

Waking was warmer, and much more comfortable, than Dom had expected. He smiled in his sleep, arms tightening around the warm body beside him. Billy'd come back to him, even in the middle of the night. "Mornin, love," he murmured softly, words escaping his mouth easily and without thought.

Billy slept still beside him, shifting when Dom's breath ruffled his hair. "Not time to wake up," he mumbled in reply, forgetting himself.

The soft tones of mer song brought a smile to Dom's face, and he opened his eyes, smiling down at his lover. "I've no idea what you just said, Bills, but I'm all for it."

Billy woke more, at that, cracking an eyelid. "Hmm?" He realized where he was, and with who, and smiled, snuggling closer. "Mmm. Morning, Dom."

"You came back early," Dom said, turning a little to look at him better, running a hand over Billy's bare skin.

"You're cuter than my cousins," Billy replied, kissing him lingeringly. "Mm. Do that more. I'm all itchy."

Dom laughed softly, and kept up his soft caress. "You have cousins?"

Billy nodded, stretching himself a little. "Twins. Liv and Orli. Think I'm cracked, for shagging a split-tail." He opened both eyes, grinning at Dom. "That'd be you."

Dom laughed. "'Split-tail'? I like that. And if you're cracked, I'm glad of it." He kissed Billy again, lingeringly. "I don't suppose I'll get to meet them?"

Billy raised an eyebrow, shifting a little. He'd have to change, get in water, soon, before the itchiness got to be too much. "Would you want to? And I don't know if they'd want to come up here. We're not supposed to."

Dom frowned slightly at that, wondering what it meant for the future. For what he was starting to feel for Billy. Hell, already felt. "Why did you, then?"

"I'm curious," Billy replied with a lazy grin. "And there's the hot human with ocean-coloured eyes, who keeps calling me back."

Dom smiled, slow and warm, making Billy's knees go weak. Something he'd thought was a figure of speech, until now. "And here I thought it was the siren's song that bewitched . . ." Dom murmured, before kissing him again.

It was quite some time, before they got out of bed.

When they did, it was to the shower, Billy practically wriggling now. Dom laughed softly, watching him. "I'd ask if you had ants in your pants, but you're naked. What's up?"

"Dehydrated," Billy responded, sitting in the bottom of the tub as Dom fiddled with the water temperature. "Can't stay like this too long, or I get itchy and uncomfortable." He sighed in relief, as the shower started and Dom aimed the spray down on him. Though, as Billy'd asked before, he didn't watch the change, merely kept his eyes trained on one edge of the tub. It was enough, to see the long fins uncurl up over it. He looked down, then, to once again see the merman in his tub.

"We have to go swimming together," Dom said, a note of awe in his voice.

"After breakfast, aye?" Billy asked, holding scaled arms out for Dom. "Or should I say second breakfast?" he asked, curling a hand around Dom's cock and stroking lightly.

Dom laughed breathlessly. "Third, at this rate," he pointed out. "Not going to get very clean, if you keep that up . . ."

"What makes you think I want you to be clean, Dommie?" Billy purred, tail curling up against Dom's back, his fins brushing against his lover's shoulder blades.

Dom leaned down, taking his mouth, kissing and plundering, the slickness of scales against his inner thighs no longer feeling strange. Amazing, and more arousing than he ever would've thought, but not strange. "Who knew I had a fish fetish?"

Billy laughed softly, kissing him again. "I'll take that as a compliment," he said, running his hands down Dom's back. "And fine, get clean if that's all you want to do, for now. Means I get the say, when we swim."

Dom agreed with a moan, when Billy's hand tightened around him for a moment, before releasing him again. "Bills . . ." he protested.

"What happened to getting clean?" Billy teased, replacing his hand.

"Rather be dirty with you."

Billy laughed again, curling his tail beneath him to push Dom back a little. "Did you want breakfast, lad?" he asked, eyes sparkling.

Dom grinned, and slid down, one hand teasing Billy's cock from its sheath. He ducked his head down and engulfed it, as it emerged, humming softly, smiling inwardly at Billy's moans. He thought of something, from the day before, and let one hand drift lower, passing the spot which should've held Billy's balls and was instead smooth scales. Down past it and . . . there. A small slit, feel of skin rather than scale, and Billy moaned when his finger ran across it. "Dommie . . ."

Dom didn't answer, just pulsed his tongue against Billy's now rock hard length, as he carefully worked the tip of his finger within him.

Billy gripped the sides of the tub, lightheaded with the sensations coursing through him. He moaned a curse in mer song, as Dom's finger slipped in further, wriggling and searching. The moan became a cry, when he hooked it forward, finding that spot . . .

Dom did grin, at that, releasing Billy's cock for a moment. "Guess some anatomy's the same between species, huh? Found your sweet spot."

Billy managed to open his eyes to mock-glare down at him. "There are other uses for that mouth, Monaghan."

Dom grinned cheekily, and swallowed Billy's cock to the hilt, humming around it as his finger hooked again.

Billy cried out again, long and low. It wasn't long before Dom's mouth and finger had him coming, and coming hard.

Dom swallowed, automatically, grimacing slightly at the taste, more salty than he would've expected, or imagined. He slipped his finger free, and let Billy slide from his mouth. "Third breakfast it is," he said decidedly.

Breakfast--third, and fourth, by this point--was over, and they were curled around each other in the living room, not quite willing to part and put on enough clothes to head down to the beach yet, before Dom remembered Elijah's phone call. "Have you ever traveled anywhere?" he asked absently, playing with Billy's fingers.

Billy shook his head, snuggling further back against Dom's chest. "Between here and home. Nowhere else, not when I'm expected at the feasts. And they're every night, almost."

Dom blinked. "Oh. That's where you've been running off to, then, isn't it?"

Billy blushed, and nodded. "Aye. My grandfather expects me. He thinks I've found a mistress, though, and told me to enjoy myself, for the time being. My cousins may've misled him."

"I think I like your cousins," Dom said, kissing the back of his neck. "And that's good to know, why you always left. Thought it was me, at first. Coming out, kissing you, so many things . . . "

Billy's blush deepened, and he turned to kiss Dom lingeringly. "Wasn't you, mo cridhe. Never you."

Dom smiled at that, and kissed him back. And decided to file the question of how it was Billy spoke Gaelic away for later. "Anyway. Can you travel? It's not like a dryad, or something, and you have to stay close to your tree?"

Billy raised an eyebrow. "One, I'm no a wood sprite. And two, aye. Physically I can travel. Why?"

"I . . . I may have to go home, soon," Dom admitted. "Not for very long, maybe, but . . ." He bit his lip. "You know about TV and movies, right? I mean, we've talked about them a bit, if not very much . . ."

"You're babbling, Dom," Billy said, trying to push away the sinking sensation in his chest. Dom was leaving him so soon? "Aye, I know of TV and movies. What of them?"

"Sorry." Dom took a deep breath, and let it out. "I'm, um, famous. Not hugely, or anything, but I'm an actor. And I've been in a few movies, a few TV shows, and . . . I've got one lined up I'm supposed to start soon. A show. Don't know if I will, but I need to finalize getting out of it, if I don't, and . . . I need to go to LA, for a bit. I wanted to ask you to come with me."

Billy wasn't sure what part of that to respond to, first, his mind whirling. He was splashing an actor? A famous actor? Lady of the waves, but he could pick them! "I . . ."

"You don't have to answer right away," Dom said quickly. "I don't have to leave yet. I'll put it off as long as I can. But I wanted to let you know. You'd never mentioned recognizing me, and I guess now I know why, but . . . I wanted you to know there are people who do, and . . . and what my commitments are."

"How long?" Billy asked, finally finding his voice. "How long would we . . . be gone?"

"A fortnight, at the most," Dom replied, wondering why he automatically used the older term for it. "Two weeks. If I pull out."

Billy frowned. "Should you? I mean, Dom, isn't this your life?"

Dom sighed. "I don't know," he admitted. "It's a great show, and an incredible opportunity, but . . ." He swallowed hard. "But I love you."

Billy closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the world seem to slow around him. "I love you, too, Dom," he murmured.

Dom's breath hitched slightly, and he hugged Billy closer. "So what does that mean?"

Billy sighed. "I don't know. Except that it's true. I do love you. I've loved you . . ."

"Since you saved me," Dom finished for him, smiling a little. "Same as how long I've loved you. Face it, Bills, we're meant for each other. I've spent my life trying to find your eyes again."

Billy turned in his arms at that, meeting Dom's eyes, tracing the edge of his cheek, surprised and touched by the sentiment, the honest simplicity of the other man's words. "Oh Dommie . . ." he kissed him, long and soft. "When do you have to know? If I'll go with you?"

Dom did some quick reckoning in his mind. "I can put off leaving for ten days. I won't need to know until the night before. I'll have my agent get a second ticket, and then cancel it, if you . . . if you stay."

Billy nodded slowly. "I can't tell you, yet. I love you, but I have a duty, to my grandfather, to my people. I . . . I can't tell you, yet."

Dom kissed him, with all the love he could. "I understand."
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