31/07 I DECIDED TO REWRITE THIS WHOLE SERIE, SO THERE'S NOT GOING TO BE UPDATES FOR A WHILE.
Notes: So this is a side story of Rock Bottom. Yeah, I said it would be one chapter only but I'm impatient so I'll be posting in parts.
It starts in the past, but we will get into the five years later at some point. Beware of the tags. Also, English isn't my native language ?
Billy is in a pub alone at night, trying to distract himself from his bad temper. He was supposed to spend the day with Sidney, but her fucking mother decided to take her away to visit a stupid family friend. He is sure Maureen has something against him. She doesn't like him and his relationship with Sidney, and the worst of it is that he doesn't fucking knows why.
"Sir" the waitress says, leaving a glass of beer in front of him. "This is from the guy in table 9" she explains, a bit red. "He says it's a gift" and then she walks away.
Billy looks down at the beer, then back at the girl, frowning a little as he reaches for the pint and raises it to his mouth. After taking a long drink from it, he sets it back down on the table, eyes on the girl the whole time.
"Who's the guy in table nine? Is he cute?"
Billy looks around and his gaze comes across with the look of a man in glasses with a smirk on his face, lifting his own glass at him.
He returns the smirk, then takes another long drink of the beer, a cocky smirk on his face.
"If he's that confident, he must be pretty sure of himself. I wonder what his plan is..."
The man takes a sip without taking his eyes away from Billy any moment. He has short brown hair and clear eyes. It's not easy to distinguish if they're blue or green from afar.
Billy takes another drink of his pint, still studying the man across the room with a look of amusement. After a few moments, he speaks up, a smug grin on his face.
" So is he going to come over here and flirt me up himself, or do you think he's too scared?"
"I wouldn't know," the waitress murmurs. "If you ignore him enough he'll have to come, i suppose" she walks away to attend to other clients.
He watches the girl leave, then raises his eyebrows as he returns his attention to the man in the glasses, taking yet another drink of his beer.
"Well hey, if he wants my attention so much, I guess I better oblige him."
Billy stands up from his seat at the bar, a smirk still painted across his face as he crosses the room towards the man, raising an eyebrow as he approaches him, the two of them at last face to face.
"So you think I'm cute, do you? Is that why you bought me this beer?"
The man's smirk spreads into a wide smile, as he studies Billy's body from head to toe in an intent way. He motions to the seat in front of him and says:
"You're more than cute, I would say."
Billy sits down opposite the man, still keeping the cocky smirk on his face as he looks him up and down and nods once, clearly enjoying the attention being on him.
" Well, you certainly know how to flatter a guy. What's your name?"
The man chuckles a little bit at him and then he says "Roman" with a smile.
Billy smiles back, still not taking his eyes off him as he continues to study his face curiously. There's something about him that really catches his attention, that he can't quite seem to place, and it's starting to make him feel... interested. He likes him, and that's the bottom line. The feeling of interest is so intense, he feels heat spread from his chest and up to his neck and ears, his skin beginning to flush as his heart beats wildly in his chest. He's genuinely interested in this Roman, and he definitely lets him know it.
"So, when are you buying the next round, Roman?"
Roman nods and signals the waitress to bring two beers more. Then he looks at Billy straight into his eyes.
"So, how old are you? Old enough to flirt with an older man... or should I give up any pretense of getting you into my bed?"
Billy laughs at his question, not at all offended or put off by it. There's something about this man that makes him feel very comfortable, and he can't quite put his finger on what it is. He leans his head to the side, smirk still on his face, and smiles at him as he shrugs.
"I'm eighteen. That legal enough for you?"
"It's legal enough" the man chuckles. "What I wonder is... if you're experienced enough." He smirks, looking straight into Billy's eyes, a hint of defiance in them.
Billy's smirk grows wider as he stares back at him, a spark of curiosity flashing in his eyes.
"Depends what you mean by experienced, Roman. What exactly does an older man like you have to offer, anyway?"
Roman laughs and looks around the place. He stands up and walks around the table, without taking his eyes off of Billy's until he's right behind him. He leans into his ear and whispers: "I can offer you the greatest pleasure you'd ever have. You won't ever sleep with anyone else without thinking about me."
Billy's cheeks immediately begin to flush, his heart speeding up in his chest as his skin heats up when Roman leans in to whisper in his ear. It takes him a moment to find his voice, and when he does, his voice is barely a whisper.
"And what makes you so sure of that? What makes you so confident?"
"Billy, Billy, Billy..." he chuckles, gently caressing his shoulders. "I can tell you're already showing interest in more than the way you talk or blush. I'm gonna have you, I know." he says in a sultry tone. "You want me to have you so bad. "
Billy's breathing quickens as Roman begins to speak in that sultry tone again, his heart racing as some type of animalistic instinct begins to take over his body. He can't deny it... he does want Roman to have him, and he wants him in the worst way. He wants him more than anything else in the world. He can't even begin to describe how he feels at this very moment, and he can't hold back the moan that escapes his lips at his words.
"You want me? You want me that bad?"
Roman chuckles again, kissing gently the crook of Billy's neck.
"You want me so bad you are already moaning. But I would prefer to listen to you losing yourself in a more private place." He keeps kissing his neck gently. "What do you say?"
Billy tries to answer, but all that comes out is a gasp as Roman continues to kiss his neck. He's suddenly breathing really heavily, and his eyes are starting to shut. He's so intoxicated by all of this, so lost in what he's feeling. It's overwhelming, this feeling, to say the least, but there's no denying what he wants from Roman, and it's enough to make him blush even more deeply. He nods, trying to answer him.
"Yeah… Let's go wherever you want…"
Roman chuckles a bit, satisfied. He holds a bunch of Billy's hair and forces him to incline his head and look into his eyes again.
"I thought so" he smirks, close to Billy's face. "I have my car outside, let me get you to a more comfortable place." He lets go of Billy's hair and stands up. He calls the waitress to pay and then says "Follow me" in a commanding tone.
Billy nods immediately, doing as he's told once again. He stands up, following behind Roman at an almost desperate pace. There's something about him that makes Billy do anything he asks. A certain... gravitational pull. He's intrigued, and he's willing to do whatever it takes to spend more time with Roman. He walks alongside him, following Roman out to his car and waiting for him to lead the way again.
"So... where are we going?"
Roman opens the door of a black car and signals for Billy to get in.
"To my place." He says with a smirk.
Billy gets in without hesitation. He waits patiently while Roman closes the door and walks around to the driver's seat, then buckles his seatbelt. The ride to Roman's place seems to take forever, and he's desperately hoping that they can get there sooner rather than later. Just thinking about the things he wants to do to him makes him feel all warm and flustered, and he can't wait to get his hands on him.
"Is it far from here, Roman?"
"We're close. Don't worry'' Roman smirks, and lends his hand on Billy's thigh, caressing in slowly yet intently. "We'll be there in a couple of minutes. "
Billy's breath hitches a bit when Roman begins to caress his thigh, his skin heating up again as a slight moan escapes him. He gulps and clears his throat, nodding as he looks out the window, the anticipation of everything that's to come already weighing heavy on his chest. He can't wait for them to finally get to their destination. He can feel himself growing impatient as they near the place Roman is taking him, an overwhelming desire beginning to grow inside of him.