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Constant Billy	By : islandwight Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > General > Lord of the Ring Stars Views: 1890 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part six

Life As a Garden

Billy sat at the foot of the bed and watched Sean stack the pieces of wood in the fireplace. Sean�s persnickety methodology tickled Billy. The biggest pieces, sorted by width and length, went on the bottom, then the next-to-biggest, then the next to smallest, then the smallest with the very smallest one perched carefully on the top of the pyramid. Then Sean placed kindling in the exact middle underneath all the wood and lit it, waiting patiently until it caught fire.
Billy chuckled. Sean glanced over his shoulder and smiled sheepishly as Billy shook his head. "I bet you�re the kind of bloke that makes lists of everything," Billy said.
"Worse," Sean said, red-faced at being figured out. "I make lists about the lists. Then I make lists of those lists."
"Every i dotted and every t crossed," Billy grinned. "At risk of sounding like an utter idiot, I think it�s sweet." Sean blushed even more at that. "Look at you," Billy said warmly. "So self-conscious." Billy held out a hand to Sean: Come and let me show you what that does to me�

Now in Sean�s bed, Billy snuggled up under one of Sean�s arms, Sean sliding his other hand from elbow to shoulder and back as the two of them relaxed.
"I feel like an ass," said Sean.
"An ass? Really? Why?" Billy looked at him, brows drawn down in his falcon-expression.
"I feel like I�ve wasted a lot of time," Sean sighed. "All this long while, we could have been together, you and I."
"Well, it isn�t as though you didn�t have a lot going on in your life." Billy said, dropping a kiss on Sean�s chest just below the collarbone. The spot where Billy�s lips touched Sean�s skin tingled, seeming to glow with warmth for some time.
"I know," said Sean. "Still, this is just so nice, I wish we had got together sooner, you know?"
"What�s important is we�ve gotten together now."
"Are we?" Sean asked, "Together, I mean."
Billy looked up at Sean from where his head rested on Sean�s chest, his eyes doing their hypnotic dance again. "I guess we�ll find out, won�t we."
Sean, utterly charmed by his eyes and his small smile, pulled him closer still and kissed him tenderly. "You know," he said, "I always thought you were a good-looking bloke. That was before. I hadn�t seen you glow, hadn�t seen you burn. You aren�t just a good-looking bloke. You�re bloody gorgeous, Billy, the way you just light up. Just fucking, bloody gorgeous, lad."
"You always thought I was good-looking?"
"Absolutely! And I�ll confess, I had a little hobbit kink at the time, too, though I like you best just as you are. Still, those big green eyes under that mop of curls," Sean sighed. "You looked angelic, almost."
"Pull the other leg, it�s got bells on it," Billy laughed.
"Hey," Sean said reproachfully. He grabbed Billy by the forearms and rolled him onto his back, then kissed him hard quite suddenly. That was when Sean noticed Billy had a different reaction to different kinds of kisses, and he set about cataloguing them all. He tried different ones repeatedly, in different combinations until he had mentally compiled quite a list. Had he written the list down, it may well have looked like this:
Kiss 1 � A long, soft kiss on the mouth caused Billy�s face to go completely slack, eyes half-shut.
Kiss 2 � A sudden, quick, grasping kiss produced an expression of delighted surprise.
Kiss 3 � A tender, affectionate kiss caused Billy to melt.
Kiss 4 � A long, hard kiss threw him into turbo-drive with a high growl.
Kiss 5 � A series of light, teasing kisses around the mouth made him both gasp and giggle.
Kiss 6 � A hard, furtive kiss made his eyelids flutter closed.
Kiss 7 � A kiss which was a little less hard, but longer, followed by Sean sucking gently on Billy�s top lip made him quiver and bite his bottom lip with a low, cooing sound.
Kiss 8 � A kiss that slid from mouth to ear made him moan through gritted teeth.
Kiss 9 � A long, deep kiss made him whimper with pleading.
Kiss 10� And Sean�s favorite, a firm, possessive embrace coupled with a hard, probing, demanding kiss produced a squeak.
Kiss 11 � The combination kiss, most effective of all. Lots of all kinds of kisses in various combinations made him groan and beg for more through parted, swollen lips.
Now well-armed with an arsenal of kisses, Sean set about exploring Billy�s body with his mouth. Ears and neck were prime targets, of course, but there was more. Once again, Sean made mental notes of the best places to kiss, lick and tongue, which, committed to paper might look like this, though not necessarily in this order.
1 � Behind the ears, for the shivers.
2 � Nipples, for the gasps.
3 � Navel, for the writhing.
4 � Ribs, for the whimper.
5 � Spine, for the way it made him arch his back with a groan.
6 � Back of the knees, for the way it made him curl his toes.
7 � Sacral dimples, for the way it made him push his behind upwards, and for the mewling it produced.
8 � The ever-popular and in high demand tongue-probe of said behind, which produced the best results of all: the babbling stream of sweet and pleading obscenities between moans so low, soft and long it sounded like a cat purring.
9 � Nape of his neck, for the gooseflesh and the sharp intake of breath.
10 � Between the eyes, for nothing more than the contented smile.
11 � Shoulders, for the way it made him tuck his chin in and give a low, bubbling laugh.
12 � The hollow of his neck, for the steady, strong, throbbing pulse that symbolized, for Sean, that curiously fierce vitality within Billy which, like the fountain of youth, had brought Sean out of those shambling brown days, that grainy, grey dance with death.
Of course by the time Sean was satisfied with the results, Billy was at the boiling point, almost shuddering with overpowering arousal and once more in a rush. Which wouldn�t do, of course, for Sean. However this did present a problem; Sean wanted to take his time, while Billy was in quite a state. Well, only one thing to do then: take care of Billy�s needs before carrying on.
Holding Billy in his arms with their mouths locked in a fierce, deep kiss, Sean rolled Billy onto his back, then slowly kissed his way down. He pushed Billy�s legs up and apart, spreading his legs wide, then kissed the clear liquid from the tip of Billy�s cock. Then, taking Billy into his mouth deeply, he slid his fingers inside, moving them in and out in time with the rhythm of his mouth, working him as slowly as was possible. Sean found he liked eating Billy. In fact, he liked it quite a lot. So much so that he thought he could very easily grow used to having him like this, and it wouldn�t take long to do so.
He liked everything about it. He liked the heat, the texture, the taste, and the shape. He liked Billy�s fingers in his hair, gripping Sean�s head as Billy thrust upwards frantically. He liked the sounds Billy made, and the way Billy looked at him while he was being slowly devoured. And finally, he liked the way Billy came, his body bowed upwards with a raw cry. He even liked holding Billy in his mouth afterwards, feeling his cock grow soft. And most wonderful, he liked sucking Billy into yet another state of arousal, then returning to his lists of how to kiss Billy into a shuddering bundle of heat again.
Now Sean could take his time. Now he could fuck Billy, fuck him in different positions. Again, Sean made a mental list.

1 � Face to face, for the intimacy, and especially the kisses.
2 � On their sides, for the slow, languid, lingering pleasure that made Sean feel almost as if he was floating.
3 � On all fours, for the depth and the purely animal pleasure and the submissive glance Billy gave him over one shoulder: a demand for Sean to take complete control.
4 � Ass in the air, pushing Billy�s face into the mattress, for the overpowering dominance like that of a stud bull.
5 � Billy on top, his weight pushing him down snugly, flush with Sean�s pubic bone, letting Billy grind himself in slow little circles so the tip of Sean�s cock would constantly hit that sweet spot deep inside.
6 � There was sitting up, face to face, Billy�s legs resting over the tops of Sean�s thighs as Sean sat cross-legged, Billy�s arms tight around Sean�s neck and legs locked about Sean�s hips. Sean could go on in this position for what seemed like hours, rocking lazily, his cock constantly deep, constantly keeping Billy on the vertiginous edge of orgasm, helpless to stop himself even if he had wanted to.
7 � Standing up, Billy�s arms and legs wound tightly around Sean as Sean supported Billy�s weight by cupping Billy�s endearingly round bottom in his hands.
This last would, of course, leave bruises on Billy�s rump. Such a pity, too, to mar the skin over that wonderfully round, hard little arse. Of course, this little fact-finding mission wouldn�t be complete without a list of the ways Billy could suck Sean�s cock.
1 � There was the classic and ever-popular sixty-nine position.
2 � There was Sean on his back, with Billy curled up between Sean�s legs.
3 � There was Sean lying on his side, curled around Billy like a long wisp of smoke.
4 � There was straddling Billy�s chest, literally fucking his mouth. Brilliantly dominant, that.
5 � There was standing up, with Billy on his knees.
6 � There was sitting on the side of the bed, Billy on a cushion on the floor.
Billy liked that last one almost as much as he liked Sean on his back. He liked looking up at Sean, liked asking Sean "Do you like me like this? Do you like seeing me on my knees?"
Holding Billy�s face in his hands, Sean would reply breathily, shakily, "God help me, you know I do." Which of course Sean did. Apparently Sean had a dominant streak in him a mile wide which he had been unaware of until now, a thing which surprised him almost as much as Billy�s sub streak.
Now, holding Billy as Sean sat cross-legged and Billy sat facing him, his legs draped over Sean�s thighs as he practically sat in Sean�s lap, Billy made a feast of Sean�s ear, whispering, "You love it, don�t you? Tell me you love it."
"Yes, yes, I do, you know I do," Sean murmured as he left a trail of kisses along the top of Billy�s shoulder. His arms tightened around Billy, sealing their bodies together, and Sean savoured the hammering of Billy�s heart against his chest. Billy�s heartbeat had come to symbolize a re-awakening in himself for Sean. It was the primal pulse of life, quickening deep in Sean�s heart, hammering at the prison of the shambling brown days. He ran his fingers through Billy�s hair from temple to the back of his head, cradling it in one hand and kissed Billy hard. When he pulled back, he gasped for breath. Billy placed his hands with their small, clever fingers on each side of Sean�s head and held Sean there with his eyes. Sean gulped, continuing to gasp, as if in a panic.
"Sean? What is it? What�s wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing, it�s just�"
"Just what?"
"Where are we going with this, Billy? What are we getting ourselves into here?"
"What are you asking me?"
"I� I guess I�m asking you if this is just sex, or something more. Because I�ll tell you, Bill� I�m getting in over my head if this is just sex."
"Daft old bastard!" Billy laughed, "I�ve been in over my head since Wellington. I thought you knew that."
"Not until recently, no. I thought you�d forgotten all about it �� about me."
"Well, I didn�t, not that I didn�t try." Billy looked deeply into Sean�s eyes, smiling gently. "Maybe you didn�t mean to do it, but you let the genie out of the bottle, so to speak. I just couldn�t get you out of my head, Sean. You� you aren�t sorry I came, are you?"
"Good God, no, lad! It�s just that, well, to be honest I� Well, I�m a little scared."
"Of what? How I feel about you?"
"Yeah, I am, and I�m even more frightened about how I feel about you. Because if this goes any further, there some things I need to be sure of, Billy. Like I said, I don�t want to be a father figure for you, you could out-grow that. If this goes any further, it�s got to be something more, because�"
"This is something to do with Rachel, isn�t it?" Billy brushed his fingers through Sean�s hair. He continued to look into Sean�s eyes.
How could Billy do that? How could he see so effortlessly into Sean? Yes, it was frightening, but also pleasant, and Sean found he couldn�t look away. The gentle smile, the soft and affectionate tone of Billy�s lilting voice, and the � God help him � the tenderness of Billy�s touch was too much for Sean. He bit his lower lip and closed his eyes in an attempt to control his emotions. To his horror, he heard a soft, low choking, and realised the sound came from his own throat.
"Oh, oh, now, what�s this?" Billy held Sean gently, kissed his cheeks. "Ist, ist, caomh," Billy murmured. "Ist, ist, caomh, ist, ist! Don�t be like that, now. Just tell me what�s wrong."
"I can�t be like I was before, before Rachel died, Billy. I just can�t. I didn�t love her the way I should have done. If I ever love again, it has to be right. It has to be the way I should love, with everything I�ve got. I can�t do that unless I know it�s real for you, that it�s not just you looking for something I can never be."
"But how on earth am I going to know, Sean?"
"I don�t know. I don�t know." Sean hung his head. Then, ever so slowly, Sean�s expression changed from that of anxiousness to thoughtfulness. "I may have something. Just a thought, though. Let me think on it before I say anything, if it�s all right."
"Well, if you like, sure, I can wait," Billy smiled. "But I have to tell you, Sean, you aren�t the only one feeling unsure, you know. I�ve had to ask myself what if this is just a reaction to Rachel�s dying? And I�ll tell you what you can do to show me it isn�t."
"What? Just name it." Now Sean was the one looking deeply into Billy�s eyes.
"I want you to come back from that deep grief, Sean. I know you�ll never forget her or stop mourning her. I want to see you coming to terms with it is all."
"But� but how do I show you that?"
"You remember what I said about your garden?"
"Well, sure I do!"
"And you remember that dream I had, you and me and Katie, cleaning it and replanting?"
Now curious, Sean said, "Yes, go on."
"Well, let�s just look at life like that. We can use the garden, Sean!"
"Not getting you, Bill," Sean said, a muddled look on his face.
"Well, you�ve got that project you�re going to do, right?"
"Yeah?"
"I have one coming up as well. When we both get back, let�s get together and work in your garden. We�ll do it for Rachel, but we�ll do it for us, too. That way we can remember what was and celebrate what is to come."
Looking into Billy�s eyes, Sean began to see the glimmer of brightness and promise, felt the shambling brown days drop away like a shed skin. The dry, dead leaves crumbled, and just as in a garden, they made the barren ground fertile once again. Something in Sean broke apart, like the hull of a seed, and inside something new, young, and green began to quicken. Billy was like the sun and rain of the ancient cycle of spring, awakening within Sean something that was in a hurry to be born. Suddenly Sean felt twenty years old again. Laughing, he wrestled Billy down onto his back and kissed him. "Now that sounds good," he said. "Especially the part about what is to come."
"Lovely," Billy said, stroking the side of Sean�s face. "Are we?"
"Are we what?"
Mischief sparkled in Billy�s eyes as he grinned and said, "Going to come."
Settling himself along Billy�s body and letting his hips slip into place between Billy�s parted thighs, Sean laughed. "Let me show you. Let me show you how we�re going to come."
"Not like this, I want to do it sitting up."
Sean rolled off Billy and sat in the position he knew Billy wanted, almost like the yoga position of the Lotus. Billy moved closer and, placing his hands on Sean�s shoulders, threw one leg over Sean�s hips and settled himself in Sean�s lap, wrapping his legs around Sean�s hips and slipping his arms around Sean�s neck. He peppered Sean�s face with light, pecking little kisses, then moved on to the more serious kissing of Sean�s mouth before returning to torment Sean�s ear with lips, breath and tongue. Raising up, he smeared lubricant in all the right places, grabbed Sean�s cock, then lowered himself until he was filled completely. Once more Sean circled Billy with his arms, sealing their bodies together so that he could feel the savage beating of Billy�s hammering heart as the two of them rocked and swayed slowly. Billy kissed his way back to Sean�s lips, and Sean slipped his tongue inside Billy�s mouth deeply, fluttering here, flickering there, hot, slippery and probing. Billy moaned into Sean�s mouth, and the vibration created made Sean moan back.
Billy trembled, already on the verge of orgasm, even with Sean doing everything he could to slow Billy down. Nothing to do but get Billy off before Sean was ready. Hoping he could switch Billy on again, Sean grasped Billy�s cock and rocked his hips upward faster as Billy leaned backwards to take Sean deeper still. Billy inhaled deeply and then threw his head back with a short, sharp cry as he came, splashing onto Sean�s belly. Sean scooped some up on his fingers as Billy�s body went completely limp in his arms. Sean pulled Billy close forcefully, then, licking the still warm cream from his fingers, he kissed Billy�s gasping mouth, pushing the salty-sweetness into Billy�s mouth before beginning to rock once again. Now it was easy to take his time, and he fucked Billy at such a slow pace that Billy had plenty of time to recover and reach the simmering point once more. Ever so slowly, ever so thoroughly, Sean built the passion back up until he could tell that Billy once more teetered on the brink.
"Ride me, Billy, ride me hard, baby," Sean urged, then sealed their mouths together. Granting Sean his wish, Billy bucked in Sean�s lap, taking him deep, hard and fast, their mouths once more joined.
Billy broke their kiss so as to move yet more violently. "Oh, God, Sean, do that again, call me baby again, Sean, it sounds so sexy when you say it."
Inwardly, Sean grinned to himself. So Billy liked Sean to call him baby, did he? Sean growled, "That�s good, baby, you�re so fucking good I can�t stand it."
"Come in me, Sean, come on, fill me up," Billy whimpered, holding onto Sean�s shoulders to steady himself. "You�re still holding back, come on, Sean, do it. I want it, I want you to come in me now!"
"Hope you�re ready, baby," Sean groaned. Holding back always made Sean�s orgasms more intense, and this time he had held back so long he knew it was going to be fantastic. Billy impaled himself completely, and it was more than Sean could bear. Sean threw his head back. His orgasm hit him so hard he bellowed like a bull, scrabbling to pull Billy even tighter against him so he could feel the frantic beating of Billy�s heart hammering against his chest as he came, their voices blending together in a chorus of ecstasy.
Billy went limp in Sean�s arms once more, gasping, "Oh, God," a number of times as Sean rained kisses on his cheeks, his lips, even his eyes.
"Jesus, baby, you�re fucking fantastic," Sean murmured in Billy�s ear. "You�ve got me, lad. You�ve got me right where you bloody well want."
Billy rested his head on Sean�s shoulder, nuzzling his neck. "Is that so?" he said.
Sean took Billy�s face between his hands and looked deeply into those remarkable eyes. "You know damn well that it�s so."
Billy sat very still for the longest time, drinking it all in like a man dying of thirst. "Well, like the song says, we all fall in love sometimes, eh?"
"Not funny, Billy," Sean said. "I�m being serious, here."
"Yeah?" Billy mirrored Sean�s actions, and now they held each other�s faces between each other�s hands. "So am I."
"Then you mean it? Are you saying you love me?"
"Aye," Billy smiled. "Tha gaol agam ort, I love you. I do, Sean, I love you."
"I� Billy, I�"

"Ist!" Billy said, placing his forefinger on Sean�s lips. "Don�t say anything. I know you aren�t ready, I do, and it�s all right. I�ve waited this long, I can wait until you�re ready. If you ever are ready, that is."
"You�re sure?" Sean asked.
Billy answered with a kiss.
Sean leaned backwards, slowly lowering himself until he was flat on his back. Billy remained just as he was aside from moving his legs to accommodate the change of position, but kept his seat astride Sean�s hips. "There are a few things I would like to hear you say, though."
"Oh?" Sean smiled up at Billy, sliding his hands from Billy�s thighs to his trim waist.
"Yeah! About that business of me being a good-looking bloke," Billy said. "Would you care to elaborate?"
"Ah, so we�re fishing for a little flattery, are we?"
"Aye, we are," Billy smiled. "Just what is it you find so attractive about me, then?"
"Hmm. Well, it started with your eyes. You have bloody gorgeous eyes. Then there�s that face. I like your face. I like all the little planes and angles, the, well, delicacy of it, the sharpness. Makes you look fox-like. The top lip, now� that is one deadly top lip. You have a mouth made for kissing, and being kissed by. You�ve got a wonderful body, too. You take care of it and it shows. The clincher, though, physically speaking, that is, would be your size."
"Size? My size?" Billy�s brows drew together in puzzlement.
"Not the size of your dick!" Sean laughed, "Not that it�s a small dick, mind, it�s a nice size. I meant your stature. You�re such a wonderfully small thing, Billy, a bonny, wee, braw man, as the Scots say. Like I said, I had� have� a bit of a hobbit kink, I guess. I read an article about you once that described you as small but perfectly formed. And you are. I love the size of you. Makes you fit in my arms so well, you know. And it makes me want to fuck you unconscious."
"Well, you�ve gotten close to that goal," Billy smiled, lowering his upper body while sliding the rest of him off to one side so that his head rested on Sean�s chest as he lay next to his lover, one leg thrown lazily over Sean�s thigh. He gave a huge yawn, then draped an arm across Sean�s belly, snuggling close, as warm and sweetly trusting � and as content �� as a tired puppy.
Unconsciously Sean curled an arm around his shoulders and began first to hum, then to softly sing Constant Billy.
"Sean."
"Hmm?"
"Your singing could cause me to haemorrhage from the ears."
"Sorry, I�ll try not to do it anymore."
"Hey, I didn�t say stop! It sounds awful, but �� somehow I like it."
"Oh. Well then, that�s different. Shall I sing?"
Dropping a kiss on Sean�s chest, Billy yawned, "Do, please."

"Oh, Billy, my constant Billy, when will I see my Billy again? When the fish fly over the trees, then will I see my Billy again�"

Sean heard Billy begin to gently snore. He kissed the top of Billy�s head and continued to softly sing until his own eyes drooped and he nodded off. He woke briefly during the small, creeping hours. His arm slid across the sheet as though to search, of it�s own volition, for the warm body that should be there but wasn�t. Sean rolled over, wondering where Billy had gone.

He was standing at the bedroom window, one hand parting the curtain as he gazed out into the darkness. His back was to Sean. He stood hipshot, one foot hooked behind the other ankle so that Sean could see the sole of his foot and the pads of his curled toes. A down-turned crescent moon shone through the window, framing Billy�s head like a halo. Between the moon�s cool glow above and the warmer red tones of the fire from below, Billy�s body was painted in a magical light, recalling Sean�s image of the lad as some ageless mythical creature from obscure Scottish legend, mysterious, captivating and yes, beautiful. Content to simply lie there and enjoy the view, Sean said nothing. He heard Billy give a long, deep sigh.

"How do I get to you, Sean?" Billy said softly. At first Sean thought Billy was somehow aware Sean was watching him, but then Billy continued. "If you never touched me again, I could live with that. I�d never get over it, but I could live with it. But I don�t want to have to live with it. I love you; I love you so damned much. Even if you weren�t so fucking handsome, I�d love you anyway, but damn it, you�re as beautiful on the inside as on the outside. Somehow I�ve got to find a way to make you sure of me, so you can love me like I love you. I don�t know how, but I�ve just got to find a way."

He sighed again, closing the curtain. As he turned to come back to bed and the warmth of his lover�s body, Sean shut his eyes and feigned sleep, not wanting Billy to think he�d been arbitrarily spying, listening to Billy�s innermost thoughts with little regard for pride or dignity. Billy slipped back under the duvet and snuggled close, his sigh this time one of contentment. Billy kissed Sean�s cheek, the touch of his lips and his murmured words a mere whisper. "Love me, love me, please love me. I�ll find a way to give you everything you need. Let me make you love me and you�ll never regret it."

Sean lay there dumbly, struggling with his emotions, for a long time. Billy dozed off once more, snuggled against Sean�s body, his face endearingly youthful in its placid state of dreaming. Did Billy really and truly love him? Or was it, as Sean feared, simply Billy looking for something Sean could never be for him? Was there a way to find out? As far as Sean could tell, there was only one way.

He had a plan, being the methodical man he was. Even when doing the smallest of tasks Sean always used a well worked-out method, just like when he stacked logs on the firedogs before lighting the carefully placed kindling. He had worked out a plan to help him figure Billy out, to clarify Billy�s needs. Would the method work?

Well, he would find out tomorrow, wouldn�t he?
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