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[lovely_ambition]

On Thanksgiving, Dom gives thanks for a roof above his head, a considerably large income, a cabal of good friends, and Billy. All of the listed things have been people and items that have done good work to keep him sane by talking to him – the people – and keeping him protected – the home, the money, and the people in this instance.

Some things work harder than others to keep him so very thankful.

For instance, the way Billy’s arms encircle Dom’s waist is definitely going the extra mile to keep Dom happy, warm, and pleased after a large meal – cooked for them by Christine and Sean. After dinner, they retire to their own homes and Dom takes the opportunity to nip at Billy’s lower lip and bring him into a languid kiss. His finger trails from Billy’s temple all the way down to the base of Billy’s neck in a slow descent. Billy lets out a quiet and content murmur as Dom parts.

“Thank you,” Dom whispers, looking deep into Billy’s eyes and hoping that it comes across with as much meaning as he feels in the words.

“For what?” Billy sounds confused when he replies.

“For you,” Dom grins a little before leading Billy into the bedroom.

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Tenoch never really noticed before, but the way that Julio seems to move has this quality to it. For the longest time, he couldn’t put his finger on it. He always assumed that Julio had longer legs than he did, and that was the reason they didn’t have the same swagger – which were both confident and assured.

It was after the kiss.

He startled himself when he realized what the right word for it was. His eyes had widened in shock, and he had frozen in place when the word came out of nowhere into his brain. When they part ways in the coffee shop, Tenoch knows what makes the walk so different.

It’s sexy, and he actually hates using that word for it, but he cannot argue the truth. He bites his tongue to make sure that none of these words in his mind will escape into the air. That would be far worse than merely thinking it.

Some nights – when he is without a best friend to call – he wishes that he’d said it, if only to see the reaction on Julio’s face. He doesn’t know if he wanted to see him recoil with horror or accept it with a calm smile.

But really, he’s glad he kept it quiet.

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“How does this go?”

There’s a hitch in Elijah’s breath when one of Dom’s hand glides over his stomach. It’s accompanied with a sharp inhalation on Dom’s part when he realizes that Elijah has never done anything like this before.

“Do you want me to…um…should I?” Elijah goes on softly, curious as ever.

“No,” Dom gently responds. “Just…follow my lead.”

Dom lets his hand lightly graze Elijah’s stomach once more before unbuttoning Elijah’s pants, and sinking to his knees. Elijah closes his eyes, but remembers to open them before anything can happen. He wants to see Dom – and he’s glad that he chose to look down there, because the view is to die for.

Elijah lets out a little whimper of a cry when Dom wraps his mouth around his cock. He’s afraid that he’ll come too soon, but puts all his control and willpower into the act of waiting.

Dom sucks a little, sneaks a hand under his cock to play with Elijah’s balls, and then…then…when Dom grazes his teeth against Elijah’s cock, he gives up and lets go.

“Dom!” he pants with enthusiasm. “Yes, Dom, fuck yes.”

And one more thing on his list of ‘things to do before he dies’ is complete.

end