|Comprehension - Monaboyd
||[Feb. 9th, 2005|09:38 am]
Rating: probably PG, could be higher but only by implication
Warning: teh slashiness (well der)
Disclaimer: I don't know these people, make no profit from it and am just amusing myself with them temporarily
A/N This has not been beta-ed (sorry Liz) it just rushed out of my head, like a vacuum cleaner turned to 'blow' while I was out walking and I wanted to write it down. Thus, any mistakes, errors or general ineptitudes are entirely my own fault. This was written for the drabblefest at Shades of Monaboyd
Feedback: is a many splendoured thing and encourages me to write more.
English had left him long ago. Even his beloved German had faded, replaced by garbled inarticulacies and desperate, gasping breaths.
Billy smiled, pushed just a little bit harder and was rewarded by an unprecedented return to language.
“Oh, Gott!” erupted into the night air.
Gently, Billy grasped his chin and titled his head to face him. Sweat ran down Billy’s bare arm and dripped to meld with that already pooled in the hollow at the base of Dom’s throat.
“Who?” Billy asked, his eyes shining.
Incomprehension sharpened to heightened focus in Dom’s gaze.
“You Billy, only you.”