I don't want somebody to love me
Just give me sex whenever I want it
'Cause all I ask for is instant pleasure
Instant pleasure, instant pleasure

Think that all these folks get laid?
Do it cause their pain is great?
What you thinkin' anyways?

If drinkin' coffee's your idea of really cool
You can't expect no crazy chick to notice you
Just sittin' there dreamin' instant pleasure
Instant pleasure, instant pleasure
Instant pleasure, instant pleasure




Dom awoke suddenly. He glanced around the room and realized the room didn't look familiar. He glanced over at the nightstand, and the clock read 6:47. When his eyes adjusted to the dim room, he saw light pink walls, and a floral bedspread covering him.

'Damn. Not again.' Dom mentally scolded himself. Again.

He sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his face with his hands. They still smelled like sex. He stood and searched for his pants. They were laid across a wicker chair in the corner of the room.

'Note to self, never fall asleep after hooking up with someone.' Dom found his shirt, crumpled at the end of the bed. His socks were nowhere to be found, and he decided he didn't need them anyway. He was slipping on his shoes when he saw her out of the corner of his eye.

"Leaving, so soon?"

"Um..yeah. I've got an early......shoot. This. Morning." Dom hoped he sounded more convincing to her than he did in his head. He was sure she would see right through his bullshit.

"Oh..well, I made breakfast." She sounded hopeful. "Don't you have time for that?"

Dom inwardly groaned. If he stayed for breakfast, that was like saying he wanted to see her again. And he didn't. Last night was great, but...didn't she know how these things worked? Sex doesn't mean breakfast, it was just that. Sex. A night of fun between two strangers. Why did they always have to complicate things?

"Dom? I made muffins." She smiled.

"I'm sorry, Kate. But I've really got to go. Last night was great..." Dom trailed off when he saw her face drop. She was quiet for a moment before she spoke again.

"Oh..I see.." She grabbed Dom's jacket off her dresser and tossed it to him. "I guess I will see you around then." She folded her arms over her chest and made room for him to pass through the doorway.

"Yeah, see you around." Dom passed her quickly, and was surprised that he knew the way to the door. He looked over his shoulder and saw that Kate hadn't followed him. He grabbed a muffin off the kitchen counter and practically ran outside.

He didn't realize until he stepped out the door that her name had been Kelly.



"I think you have a serious problem, Dom." Orlando stated.

"Thanks mate." Dom blushed, and wondered why he had bothered to say anything. The two guys had been working out all morning, and in the middle of the racquetball game, Dom had burst out with "Do you think I sleep around too much??"

"Seriously..how many one-night stands is that this week? Five?"

"Five. Well,...Four, that one girl didn't count." Dom caught Orlando's questioning glare. "Just oral, man."

"So, why are you coming to me about this?" Orlando wiped the sweat off his brow. "Why not Billy? He seems like the first person you would go to with...a problem."

"Billy would just tell me to grow up, and get over myself. I can hear him now 'At least you are getting some..'" Dom paused, thinking of Billy, his best friend. He wasn't sure why he couldn't go to him about this..shame maybe? "I think you are right. I have a problem." Dom drank some water and sat against the wall.

"You are going through the kiwis pretty fast, I mean, pretty soon you wont have any girls left."

"That's not what I'm worried about. A girl the other night called me a heartless sex addict. Is that even a real thing? A Sex Addict? Not to mention being called heartless. I mean, that hurts." Dom sat quiet for a moment. "I mean..is there any such thing as too much sex? ."

"You can have all the sex you want..It depends..really. I mean..well, when it hurts people, then I'd say yes." Orlando spoke slowly.

"Ahh, come on. I haven't hurt anybody." Dom stood up and stretched his legs. "I didn't force anyone..."

"No, you haven't forced anyone. But I've seen the look on girls' faces when they see you in the clubs. It's the "I've been used" look. Why haven't you actually tried to find a girlfriend or something? Then you could sleep with the same girl every night." Orlando grinned, knowing good and well this idea would fall flat.

Dom fake retched. "Boring. I like variety. Besides, you are just trying to get me settled down, so you and Elijah will have a built in double date."

"Hey, leave Elijah and I out of this. We have a very good relationship. We have great sex, and have great conversations afterwards. You don't see us running around screwing anything with an ass." Dom's face fell, and Orlando instantly regretted his words. "I'm sorry mate, that was uncalled for."

"Nah, maybe its true." Dom felt torn. He felt like he was a good guy, he didn't want to be known as a guy to stay away from.

"Look, why don't you just try to meet a girl who you want to sleep with twice?" Orlando stated. "Its as simple as that. If you can find that girl...then maybe you should actually DATE her. Or how about this. For once, don't pursue any girl at the club. Let them come to you..don't be so..eager."

"I get so bored though, the thought of actually spending time with these girls makes me sick."

"Well, try." Orlando said sternly. "That's your problem. You'll got home with anyone, but you don't want to meet anyone you can talk to."

"I don't need to talk to them, I've got you guys for that." Dom offered.

"Ahh no. You are not getting out of this. You are going to stop sleeping around with a different bird every night. We will help you."

"We?" Dom squeaked.

"Yeah, all of us. Me, Lighe, Billy--"

"No No No. Don't talk to Billy about this. He's such a good guy..he never goes home with anyone. I mean..I don't want him to judge. Come on, I'm embarrassed enough talking to you about it."

"Fine. I wont tell Billy, even though you know the man would never judge you." Orlando paused. "If you are serious about this Dom, we will help you. I mean it."

"Yeah, I'm serious. I don't want to leave this movie with a reputation.." Dom said thoughtfully.

"Okay then. Now, get up, and let me kick your ass."



Billy had never been one for going out to dance clubs. He much preferred the feel of a small pub, where they knew what you wanted to drink as soon as you walked in the door. He had quickly learned to get used to nightclubs though, seeing as how all his mates loved them. This club didn't seem so bad. Maybe he was just in a good mood? The alcohol was cheap, the people were beautiful. Sounds of Prince blared over the speakers, and Billy could feel the bass pulsing in his veins. He drank a swig of his beer and tried to focus his eyes on something, someone. In the middle of the club was a sea of people. Billy knew Dom, Elijah, Orlando, and Liv were all out there somewhere. While he was sitting at the bar alone, they were dancing, and celebrating. Liv had just arrived back in town, the guys felt like their princess was back. They instantly decided to go out and shower her with drinks. Billy knew he should be out there with them, but this was their routine. In a few minutes, Dom would come up, sweaty and tired. First he would give Billy a hard time about being antisocial. Billy would then ask if he had met anyone yet, knowing well that Dom had. He would tell Billy all about it. Then he would drink the last of Billy's beer, and go back to mingling. Billy liked the routine, how Dom would come check on him even if he had met someone. Billy knew that he should say something to Dom about his feelings for him..but..he didn't want to ruin the friendship. So Billy put his crush on the backburner. Besides, Dom was straight.

"Excuse me?" a high pitch voice came from behind Billy. He turned around from his bar stool. It was a girl. Cute..blonde. Billy knew exactly what she was going to say, just by the look on her face.

"I'm sorry..but are you one of those guys shooting that movie?" She grinned.

Billy smiled back politely. "Yes, I am."

"Wow." The girl looked around. "So, are you like...an actor?"

Billy fought the urge to roll his eyes.

"Yeah. You could say that." Billy took another drink.

"Oh. My. GOD." She squealed. "A real actor. I can't believe it. I've always wanted to be an actress. My friends tell me I'm very dramatic."

He quickly tired of the situation, and grunted a reply.

"SO, have I ever seen you in anything?" The girl asked, searching his face for a shred of familiarity.

Billy looked at her with a blank stare.

"Billy! Where have you been all my life!" Billy turned around, relieved to hear Dom's voice.

Billy picked up Dom's drink and smelled it. "Eww. Cinnamon."

Dom downed the drink and came towards Billy.

"Come on Billy! Give us a kiss!"

Billy grinned and stuttered, "Yeah okay Dom."

Dom grinned evilly, stepping over to Billy, whose face suddenly mixed between shock and fear, or maybe it was shock and glee, he wasn't sure.

"No, Dom, you are drunk!" Billy held his left hand up in defense, while the girl stood back, looking confused.

"You know I hate cinnamon." Billy tried to step away from Dom, but his back stopped at the bar.

"You'd like it, you've never tasted it the right way." Dom slurred it in a way that made Billy weak, and he had to stop his legs from giving out.

Dom grabbed Billy's face between his hands and kissed him on the lips. Billy felt hot..but he knew it meant nothing. Dom was such a lush.

Billy weakly sat next to the girl, who was pouting.

"So, are you two...?" She asked

"Um. No." Billy had to catch his breath before speaking.

"This is Dom, another.."real life celebrity." Billy said dryly.

"Vanessa". The girl smiled at Dom, and Billy suddenly felt invisible.

Dom and the girl started talking flirtatiously, and Billy excused himself without a notice from the two.

He looked around for his friends, and finally saw Liv in the crowd. He parted his way through the people towards her.

"Hey Little Red Corvette" Liv yelled over the music.

"Cute. Where is Orlando? Elijah?" Billy yelled back.

"Bathroom? Bar?" Liv shrugged and smiled then went back to dancing, leaving Billy with the choice of where to go. He went to the bar.



That's where he found the two guys. They were leaned in close, talking. They smiled when they noticed him come over.

"Hey, man, I needed you a while ago." Billy said to Orlando.

"Whys that?"

"Had an annoying fangirl I need to get off my back." Billy grinned. Orlando was always the most tactful when it came to the girls. He would talk to them nicely, then tell them he had to go find his boyfriend. Let them down easy.

"Oh no, did she pull the "Have I seen you in anything?' line?" Orlando laughed.

"Of course."

"Which girl is she?" Orlando asked. "I could still go talk to her."

Elijah giggled loudly.."I could go tell her off for talking to my "man". Which one is she?"

Billy pointed the blonde out. Elijah looked over, and studied the girl for a bit. She was sitting on a bar stool, grinning, Dom standing between her legs.

"Eww. I don't think so."

"Why not, she's cute. I guess." Billy said.

"She looks at LEAST thirty..." Elijah started.

"Hey, watch it." Billy warned.

"Not to mention the fact that she's got breasts." Elijah laughed loudly again. "Maybe Dom should just take this one."

"Wait, Dom?" Orlando stood up quickly and looked around. "Where is this girl you were talking about?"



Billy was just brewing his morning coffee when the front door opened. Dom walked in without knocking.

"Want some coffee?" Billy called from the kitchen.

"Yes, please. A tall one." Dom opened Billy's newspaper and took out the sport section.

"So, are you just getting in?" Billy asked slowly.

Dom grinned. "THANK you for that girl last night. What a firecracker."

"Well, that's just great. Glad you enjoyed it." Billy hated to hear about Dom's conquests, but he always listened anyway. Although, recently the topic had become more sensitive for Billy.

"She was a wild one, she sucked my dick right outside the club." Dom said as Billy handed him his coffee.

"Nice." Billy said dryly. "Thanks so much for the visual."

"THEN, she kicked me out this morning. Said something about not needing me to stick around. I mean, I didn't even have to come up with an excuse." Dom sipped his coffee slowly.

"Sounds like your dream girl..." Billy sniped.

Dom looked up quickly, and grunted in response.

"Oh, by the way, thanks for letting me get my butt chewed out by Orlando."

Dom's hand and coffee stopped in midair. "What?"

"Dom, you know what I'm talking about. Orlando told me."

"Dammit. That bastard swore he wouldn't say." Dom flushed in front of his friend.

"I don't know why you didn't come talk to me about this..but..whatever. Ya know. I wont be helping you hook up anymore. We made an agreement."

"Shit. Why did I even say anything?" Dom gulped the scalding coffee down, ignoring the pain searing down his throat.

"Because you feel bad. And you feel bad cuz you know this isn't good for you." Billy stopped. "I'm not going to lecture you. You are grown. Just...if you want to talk, you know I'm here."

After a long and awkward pause, Billy finally spoke again. "So you didn't get breakfast out of her?"

"I'm here, aren't I?" Dom grinned slowly. "You know my rule. No breakfast. Breakfast means you want to spend more time with them. I have yet to find the person I want to have breakfast with."

"I hate to break it to you, but you have breakfast with me everyday." Billy sat down and grinned broadly.

"But we aren't shagging are we, mate?" Dom sipped his coffee and scanned over the newspaper.

"I might consider shagging you, if it meant I could actually read the sports for once."

"Wait, you can read?"

"Funny."

"I mean, I just assumed, you never know your lines, your grammar is terrible...."

"Shut up, Dom."



Another night, another club. Dom hadn't gone home with anyone all week. The hobbits were doing everything they could to make sure of that, even if it meant telling girls that Dom was gay, terrible in bed or married. Anything that worked. Billy sat alone again, nursing his beer slowly. He had already drank three, and didn't want to get too drunk too soon. The club was half empty, and he had joyfully watched Dom get turned down by person after person. Billy knew it was good for him, but seeing Dom's dejected face just about broke his heart. After a while, he trudged up to the bar and ordered a beer.

"The ocean is dry tonight." Dom said, sitting down.

"Ah, I dunno about that. There are a lot of nice looking people here tonight." Billy couldn't help but rub it in to Dom. "I got a couple numbers."

"You? But all you do is sit there. I've been working it all night, and nothing."

"I hate to break it to you Dom..but I always get numbers."

"But you never use them?" Dom's tone seemed surprised, and Billy wasn't sure if he should feel insulted or not.

"Nah, I don't use them. I don't need them.." Billy swished beer around his tongue. "What I want, I wont get from any of those numbers."

"What is it that you want, Billy?" Dom sat close to his friend, their shoulders touching, sending shivers up Billy's spine.

"I want breakfast. Dom." Billy swished his beer around his mouth, and got up, leaving Dom to wonder what that meant.



Billy watched Dom from across the room. He hadn't moved from his seat at the bar. Billy had been pretending to be interested in a game of pool Elijah was playing with a local.

He saw Dom sitting alone, and knew that this was his chance. It may be the only one he would ever get..He walked towards him like a man with a mission. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe Billy had just gotten tired of it all. He wasn't sure.

"Dom, I know exactly what you need." Billy drawled.

Dom looked up, surprised. He hadn't noticed Billy walk up.

"I can make it so that you'll never want to sleep with a girl again." Billy downed his drink, and it just added to his adrenaline.

"How can you do that? Show me a video of childbirth?" Dom grinned, tiredly. He was drunk, Billy could tell. ""What is it mate? Does this have something to do with what you said?"

"Come with me." Billy grabbed Dom from the chair and motioned for him to follow.

"Where are we going?" Dom asked.

"Just come on, I'm going to cure you from all these women." Billy stepped behind Dom and gently nudged him to walk ahead of him. Billy led him to the bathroom, and they walked in together. Billy locked the door behind them.

"What's going on Billy?" Dom asked, confused.

"I've got to tell you something." Billy said quickly, before he lost his nerve. His mouth opened to speak, then shut. He went to speak again, and couldn't find the right words.

"Billy? What?" Dom asked. "What is going on??"

Billy felt something jump inside him, and for a moment, he felt like he was going to throw up. He stepped to Dom and his mouth opened to speak again..

Almost in slow motion, Billy grabbed Dom's arm. He pulled Dom towards him, and their lips came together for an instant. Dom jerked back quickly.

"Billy? Wait.."

Billy stepped forward again, kissed Dom again. This time with fervor, he surrounded Dom's mouth with his lips. Not giving Dom a chance to object, he nudged him back towards the wall, still kissing him. Dom pulled away again.

"Billy! Come on. Stop. I'm straight." Dom spoke softly. "You know that."

"I'm not going to stop." Billy replied just as softly, and put his hand behind Dom's neck, pulling him down for another kiss. This one was different, it was slow, and sensual. Billy licked against Dom's lips, and Dom slowly opened his mouth, allowing it in. Billy slid his tongue into Dom's mouth. To Billy, Dom tasted like heaven, if heaven tasted like beer, which Billy was sure it did. Billy ran both hands down Dom's back and pulled him closer, their stomachs touching. Billy pulled away for a moment, and looked into Dom's confused eyes.

"You don't need a different woman every night. You need me." Without breaking the gaze, without giving him a chance to object, Billy unbuckled Dom's belt and dropped his pants to the floor. Just like always, Dom wore nothing underneath. Billy couldn't help but grin. He finally looked down, seeing Dom, half erected. Billy kissed Dom again, and felt against his leg as Dom got harder.

"We--I---Cant--" Dom sputtered.

"Shhhh. Its okay, Dom. I promise." Billy stroked his hand up and down Dom's shaft slowly, and it responded against him.

Still looking up at Dom, Billy kneeled down on the ground in front of him. He leaned over and nipped at the skin on Dom's thighs, licking and nibbling upwards. He heard a sharp intake of breath from Dom. Billy gently cupped Dom's balls, massaging them gently, and looked up to see Dom raise his head and stare at the ceiling, biting his lip. Billy slowly licked underneath Dom's cock, from base to tip. Licking the drop of liquid on the tip. Dom moaned gently. His eyes flew open, and he looked down. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of Billy on his knees--except it wasn't just that..something else was making his heart pound, he couldn't put his finger on what. Dom watched, feeling dazed, as Billy stroked the erection bulging in front of him.

Billy stopped for a minute, looking up at Dom, looking for some kind of "okay" from him. Dom gave him a half smile, and nodded. Billy grinned before sucking the head of Dom's dick into his mouth. He couldn't believe this was really happening.

Wet. Hot. Dom bucked up, instinctively trying to push as much of his dick into Billy's mouth as he could, and Billy let him. He let Dom slide deep into his mouth before stopping him by wrapping his hand around the base. Dom whimpered as Billy grasped him--so tightly, so much tighter than girls ever did. Billy began bobbing his head up and down and Dom instinctively put his hands into Billy's hair. Not forcing him, just..touching him.

Billy's mouth was wet and tight with suction. Dom found himself squeezing his eyes shut and trying not to come--not yet, FUCKING HELL, please, not yet--but Billy's mouth had a mind of its own and Billy's tongue was doing things to him that he had never felt. Dom tried to think of something else, Peter naked, football, anything. Nothing was working. When he was right on the edge, Billy suddenly took his mouth away and brought him off with two quick strokes of his hand. Dom came harder than he ever had before, still gasping for air between gritted teeth, and melted into the floor.

"Gimme. A second," he managed, because he couldn't move or speak. That was no ordinary blowjob he had just experienced. Not only had Dom just been sucked off by a guy..but it had been his best friend doing the sucking..Dom grasped his hand on the bathroom counter, for fear of his knees buckling.

"Are you okay, mate?" Billy wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. All adrenaline was gone now. Now he only felt....fear.

Dom looked in his friend's eyes. "Take me home." He said huskily.

"What?" Billy whispered.

"I said take me home." Dom grinned weakly. "With you."



The ride home in the taxi was quiet, and for a minute Billy wondered if it was possible to be dreaming this. He pinched his arm to make sure. He looked over at Dom who was staring out the window quietly. Billy wondered what was going on his head, but didn't want to ask. They got to Billy's apartment and paid the cabbie. Billy walked a few feet ahead of Dom, unlocking the door and fumbling around for the light switch.

"Do you want a drink or---" Billy's words were cut short by Dom's lips on his. Dom was kissing him with so much...intensity. Billy leaned back on the wall for support and returned the kiss. Dom was left breathless by the kiss, so different from any before this. No games, no uncertainty or control. No kiss he had ever shared with a woman had been like this...so wild and urgent. Hungry.

Billy pulled himself away.

"Lets take this to the bedroom, shall we?" He fought for breath. Dom nodded his face against Billy's neck. Billy took Dom's hand and led him to the back of the apartment. Once inside the room, Billy turned on a small lamp on the dresser. Dom stared at him from the doorway. His eyes were vulnerable, and shy. From his stories, Billy knew Dom was not one to be timid in the bedroom, but this was new. Billy knew he would have to lead. Billy rested his hand on Dom's face, touching his ear slightly. Dom's face felt hot. They came together, rough and clumsy. Neither of them could resist the need they both felt, and any shame or fear Dom had felt fell away. There was only the sensation, the drive. He felt Billy's hand twining into his hair, pulling his head back as Billy nipped the soft flesh under his jaw. Dom could feel the roughness of his scruff rubbing against the softness of Billy's skin. Dom didn't think he had ever been so aware of his senses. Dom suddenly didn't care of he was gay, or straight, or whatever this was. All he cared about was this desire and need.

Billy nudged Dom towards the bed, pushing him down gently. The kissed briefly, Billy undressing Dom as quickly as he could. Billy got to Dom's waist and nuzzled near it. He unzipped Dom's pants for the second time that night, aching for another taste. Dom reached his hand down to stop him.

"Wait..shouldn't it be your turn?" he asked.

Billy shook his head. "You can pay me back later. Tonight is about you." Billy pulled Dom's pants down, and off. He took Dom in his mouth, already rock hard. No longer in a public place, Dom was free to moan as loudly as he wanted. And he did. The noise that came out of him was...he had never heard anything like it. Billy had one hand playing with Dom's balls, the other raised up, running his fingers through Dom's happy trail, twisting the hairs around his fingers. Dom looked down at Billy, his mouth around him, and all he could think is how he wanted to lick Billy's fingers.

Dom was fucking Billy's mouth--deep, he could feel the back of his throat on his cock, when something in him snapped and let loose a rush of words,

"Oh fuck, Billy, fuckmepleasegod,fuckmenow."

Billy froze.

"What?"

"You've got to fuck me right now." Dom looked at Billy. "Please."

"Are you sure, Dom? We have plenty of time for that.."

"You've got to Billy. I've got to." Dom pleaded.

Billy didn't have the self-control to argue. He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube. Dom helped Billy undress and positioned himself on the bed, on hands and knees.

"Is this right?" Dom asked shyly. Billy stood back, admiring him.

"Its perfect." Billy leaned over the bed and kissed Dom. "Tell me if you want me to stop."

Dom spread his legs and braced himself on his forearms. His belly was now fluttering wildly in anticipation. Behind him, he heard Billy breathing erratically, and looked over his shoulder just in time to watch Billy squirt the lube into his hand--

He tilted Dom over and knelt between his splayed legs, so that he could push one, two lubed fingers into him. Dom's cock was rock-hard and Billy reached for it and held it tight in his fist, though Dom wasn't sure if Billy was trying to get him off or to stop himself from coming too soon. Billy worked his fingers in and out until he thought Dom was ready.

"Are you ready?" Billy asked breathlessly. "Dom, are you--"

"Do it," Dom whispered, and Billy didn't need to be told again. He heavily lubed his dick, and pushed the head into Dom's opening. Dom moaned, but it wasn't a painful moan, more like a helpless reaction to the pressure. Tight, tight--Dom was so fucking tight. Billy slid into him slowly, resisting the urge to just slam himself in. Instead, he tried to focus on the sound of Dom's breathing. Dom tried to push against him, and gasped.

"Easy," Billy murmured. "Easy." Eventually Dom's body relaxed and let him slide all the way in until Billy was balls deep inside.

Dom's cock throbbed and his heart was racing. He thought that grabbing himself would calm him down, but he felt really excited, and began jacking himself off instead. He turned around to look at Billy, his hips pushing. He convulsed with pleasure, and sucked wildly for breath. Squeezing his eyes shut.

Dom's arms gave out under him, and he laid flat on the bed, butt up in the air.

"Dom. Oh Dom--" Billy was sliding into him, holding him down and fucking him. Dom began to moan out of pleasure, so good, good, good, and heard Billy moaning right along with him. They fucked hard, sweating and groaning, and Billy was banging his prostate with every stroke. Sweat was rolling down Dom, and Billy felt the need to taste it, so he leaned over and licked the small of Dom's back. He tasted so salty. Dom's moans were different now--lower, more erotic, almost begging. Billy pulled back a little and then thrust forward experimentally, and Dom let out two short, ragged sounds. "Ohhh. Yesss."

Billy pulled back and pushed in again, and then again, and then he had his hands braced on Dom's smooth hips and he was fucking him hard and rhythmic, best he knew how, and Dom was sobbing for it.

"Yesss. Yesss. Oh FUCK..." Without even a touch, Dom came on the bed, and Billy looked down just in time to watch see it. The sight of Dom all contorted in pleasure like that drove him wild, and he let out a wild groan. His head fall back and he jerked his cock deep into and out of Dom body, his hips going wild until he'd tripped his trigger. Billy came hard and fast deep inside of Dom. Billy whimpered and his legs went limp underneath him, collapsing onto Dom's back. Once they felt the energy to move, they carefully avoided the wet spot on the bed and sat closely together. Dom pulled Billy into a hug, immediately squashing any of Billy's fears about what had happened..and whether Dom felt it was a mistake.

"Well, you were right." Dom finally spoke, quietly, tired.

"About what?"

"About me not needing girls anymore." Dom grinned in the dim light of the room, and Billy's felt his heart pound fast.

"I know I'm different..but..I think we could have something really great Dom." Billy offered quietly.

"I think you are right." Dom rested his head against Billy's shoulder. After a comfortable silence, Billy spoke.

"So what? No excuse to get out? No early shoot?" Billy joked.

"No..I fully expect you to cook me breakfast in the morning." Dom grinned.

Billy sat up and looked at Dom, after seeing the serious look on his face, Billy smiled broadly.

"Breakfast huh?"

"I'm going to need waffles. AND eggs. Coffee." Dom's eyes shut drowsily. "And bacon."

"Don't push your luck Monaghan..." Dom pressed his lips against Billy's temple, and stroked his hair until his friend....(boyfriend?) was asleep.

He sat carefully, still sore from the night's activity. He couldn't believe it. He had found the person he wanted to have breakfast with. Someone he could have great sex with....and great conversation with afterwards.

Orlando would be so proud.