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Title: Your Money or Your Life

Author: http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=lord_alexander

Pairing: Billy/Dom, but not as we know it.

Rating: Definately NC17

Summary: London. 1671. Body and Monaghan, gentlemen of the road, have been partners in crime since the previous year. What has happenened between Dominic's kidnap and now, and why does the presence of Rochester give William a reason to be jealous?

Disclaimer: Not mine in the 21st century, so not mine in the 17th.

Feedback: See me chase it like a dope-smoking penguin living in a tank of sardines.

*****

Darkness settled over the city, in the windows of a few of the tightly packed houses outside the walls that had not been affected by the Fire a candle, perhaps a lantern skinned with horn, burned. For the law-abiding citizens of London it was the moment when reality gave over to dreamstate, for who of them worriboutbout those who still lurked in the dark recesses of the ancient place?

There were those who remained, however. Thieves. Pickpockets. Muggers. Across the water in Southwark and in the narrower alleys of the town itself whores plied their thankless trade. The underbelly of the greatest city upon earth, exposed to all that wished to see the less palatable side of life.

Dominic had been in the darkness for perhaps a year now, and though he had come from the glittering beauty of a wealthy lifestyle, he would not have relinquished this new world, not for status or money.

Well, perhaps money.

His brown mare shifted lazily, muscles quivering in her twitching flank, and he stroked her neck, soothing the beast to rest. Who would have thought a mere twelve months previously he was the son of Lord and Lady Monaghan, an eligible bachelor, a not-so-dutiful son who had cynically looked upon the spheres in which he shifted and had friends who were equally as bleak in their outlook? Of course, the air of the true Restoration rake was one of boressiessimism, but he had taken it beyond an artform and had let it shape his life.

But for that one change in circumstance, he would still be there, he knew, probably married to one of those foolish girls that his mother seemed to love so much. The sort that was purely decorative, so that Lady Monaghan could wield her own power over her daughter-in-law. Rather like his sister, though it pained the man with the blond hair to admit.

Lizzie. How he�d missed her. It was idiotic, he knew, for in actuality he had barely tolerated the girl that was the nearest to him in blood, yet in his heart he still wished they had contact. When away from their mother she had proved to be rather witty, clever, intelligent in a very feminine way. That, that he could cope with. Those few flashes of what he considered humanity inside the shell that his mother had preened and pimped for sixteen years. It was his mother that had caused the problems. Strong willed, the woman was, like Dominic himself, answerable to no one and least not her husband. Even the young man admitted that Lord Monaghan was rather a non-entity.

Darling Lizzie, who had married so recently to a family friend�s son; of course their mother had been furious. He could see the scene. The son of a squire, however handsome and well brought up, was not the match she had desired for her youngest. But Lizzie had fallen in love, as the man had with her, and for once the girl had her way.

Apparently she was happily ensconced in a manor house near York, and there was a child on the way to match the one that had just been born in wedlock.

Of course Lizzie was a dizzy fool most of the time, but she had realised that she could get her way if there was the chance of a grandchild of the Monaghans being illegitimate.

Dominic had sent presents to the small boy he was the uncle of; a silver christening bracelet, money for his future. None had been returned, that was promising. Of course, the son of the squire, Mr Astin was his name, was a personable man - a little older than himself but a decent rather solid chap who wasn�t too intelligent. An excellent choice for a flighty girl to make, showing a maturity that Dominic had not expected.

Considering they had both rebelled against their parents, he had to admit that they were both happy.

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A year. Twelve months. Three hundred and sixty five days. Give or take a few days that was how long he�d been away. Of course, rumours abounded. Refusing to think that the Monaghan who rode with the Scot, Boyd, was their son, the Monaghans had said he had been kidnapped, killed, by someone unknown. After all, to admit that their son had been taken by William Boyd was tantamount to accepting that he was one of the duo that terrorised London.

But he had been. Stolen away by a man who had devilry in his eyes and angel kisses on his beautiful mouth. Stolen by someone who, when Dominic opened his eyes in the morning and when the dusty sunlight spilled over their bed, looked like a golden idol that had been fashioned to worship pagan gods. His Billy.

Rochester had been tickled pink when he�d found out.

They�d held up his carriage before Dominic had recognised the coat of arms, and the man had almost fainted when the sensual-eyed earl had stepped from the vehicle, smiling, as if this was one of the most amusing moments of his life.

�Good Lord, I am being hijacked! What fun!� he�d shrilled, and Billy had given him a strange gaze, not used to either being welcomed as a delic div diversion or to men who gave him a glance calculated to see through his clothing.

�Aye, you are, milord. Anything valuable, please give to my partner.�

�Well, well, you must be Mr Boyd, and this handsome creature must be Mr Monaghan. Mr Monaghan I am already aquainted with.� And then he held out his hand to be shook.

Dominic had frozen; recognition at who they were facing and the horror eingeing found out turning his body to a proverbial pillar of salt, while Billy stared at the effete hand, gloved in white kid leather, then grudgingly shook it.

�Of course, you may have all that you wish, as long as I can come and meet with you wherever you would like? Mr Monaghan will pledge that I am not the sort to raise the militia and have you taken, as frankly you two are far too thrilling for words, and friends do not have their friends arrested, do they?�

At a loss, Billy turned to Dominic, and it was the first time the younger man had seen his lover speechless.

�Rochester will not give us away, I swear it.�

�If he does��

�He won�t.�

Nodding, Billy turned back to the Earl, who was readily removing his rings and earbobs, and the black-clad man morphed subtly back into William Boyd. Dominic had learned very early on that the man who committed highway robbery for a living and the man with whom he shared a bed were rather different people.

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