Bound

Title: Bound
Author: Tabitha (rasvanlinda@yahoo.com)
Fandom: LOTR RPS/ POTC
Summary: Capt. Jack confronts the other man
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Capt. Jack/Karl Urban/Dominic Monaghan
Disclaimer: I’m perma-broke, so suing will get you nothing but laughed at. None of the abused involved parties belong to me.. oh the things I could do if they did….
Warnings: Slash, AU (I suppose), crossover (of a sorts)
Archived at: Artistic Visions (anyone else interested is welcome to archive, but please let me know)
Author's Note: This story was written as a challenge based on the answers to a "Mad-Lib" made by a friend.


Chapter 1

I feel so guilty, Karl thought to himself. It’s not that I don’t love Jack, because I really so… it’s just that… he looked down at Dominic lounging beside him as he sat up… I feel so much more comforted and safe when I’m with my Dommy… he let the sheet slide off the curve of his hips as he got to his feet beside the bed, stretching, the early afternoon light dancing on his rippled muscles as he extended his arms toward the ceiling. He sank his toes into the high piled carpet as he crossed the bedroom, absent-mindedly flicking on the light as he reached the bathroom. I love spending time with Jack. We’ve been together for so long… Yeah, he’s gone a lot, sometimes for months, but it’s always been us.. on and off.. God, what.. 8 years now I think… I know he hasn’t been completely faithful while he’s away, but then neither have I… other boys here and there.. even one or two girls.. but I’ve never felt guilty like this before… The hot water wound its way down his back as he rested his forehead against the shower wall. He reached for the shampoo and wondered if he’d just hear Dominic stirring in the adjacent room. Maybe it’s different this time… We have been seeing each other a while now.. usually it’s just a night or maybe three, but I keep wanting more of Dominic.. I keep calling & when I don’t call he knows to come anyway… and I haven’t been interested in any of the other pieces from the scene… they just aren’t what I’m looking for anymore. I could never leave Jack- I need him too much.. but there’s something I feel with Dom.. I’ve never felt something like this.. when he looks at me.. I just… feel.. worshipped… feel this love washing over me when he puts his arms around me. There’s a comfort, a sense of the definite.. Jack’s amazing.. and I know he loves me, ‘coz he always comes home to me… and I’m very well taken care of in our house.. we have the most amazing times when we’re together.. everyday life is an adventure with Jack.. but I know Dominic will always be here if I need him. Jack always comes home, but he’s never exactly been what you’d call dependable.. How can you be so in love with two people so wonderful… such incredible souls… so very different…

Dom yawned and rolled over sleepily, his eyes cracking lazily when he landed on a chilly bedsheet instead of against his warm lover. He crawled onto the edge of the bed, groaning at the afternoon sun beaming through the window, a sign that it was getting late.. Dom reluctantly glanced over at the clock. 3:30. Damn. Gotta be at that dinner at 5. I bloody hate my schedule sometimes… His half-hearted rant was interrupted by the realization that he heard the distant sounds of running water, which meant one thing- there was a gorgeous, wet, naked man in close proximity… He slid out of the bed and meandered his way toward what he knew was a lovely sight awaiting him.

I do love Jack.. but I think I may be falling in love with Dominic.. mmmmm Dominic… He heard the door of the shower slide open behind him and a chill ran up his spine at the hot breath on the back of his neck as his lover whispered, “You are so beautiful.” Karl smiled to himself a little, knowing Dom had to be standing up all the way on his tiptoes to do so. But the smile melted into a low moan as a hand slid around his waist, over hips, and came to rest on his rising penis. With slow, long, deep strokes Dom brought the taller man to a tremble, continuously kissing his back and shoulders and caressing his chest with his free hand. He wickedly pinched Karl’s tender pierced nipple before turning him slowly around and pushing him back against the wall. Dominic leaned in so that his slender frame was laying against Karl’s lanky body and pressed a deep, passionate kiss on him, chasing his tongue around the inside of his mouth with his own. God you have the softest lips, Karl thought as he drown in Dom’s affections. Those soft lips were tracing the lines of his boyfriend’s jaw, dabbling along his neck and nibbling on his ear before starting a purposeful descent south, letting his busy tongue trail along the lines of Karl’s stomach. Dom slid slowly up and down the shaft, stopping to flick the tip of his tongue torturously over the sensitive head before plunging all the way down and listening with pleasure as his tall, tan lover inhaled sharply. Again and again Dom danced expertly over every inch of the brunette’s aching member, leaving him quivering and clinging to the walls of the shower, reaching desperately for something to hold onto. Really soft lips…

“Oh Jesus Dommy,” he stuttered, filling his admirer’s mouth before pulling him to his feet and, leaning down to kiss him deeply, wrapped his arms all the way around him.. holding him close. He whispered, “I love you, Dominic,” into his hair so quietly it was barely more than a breath. He needed to tell him so much, but he wasn’t quite ready to actually say it out loud yet.

Oh, I really hope you just said what I think you just said, Dom wished secretly to himself. They lingered in the shower a bit longer while the older man washed his sweetheart’s hair and scrubbed his back, reveling in the intimacy he nevery really got to enjoy with his companion, since Jack was very picky about showering alone. “I like the time to myself, and you know it takes very particular care to wash me braids….”

Then Dominic grudgingly left for his dinner date and Karl settled into a deck chair to write in the dying sun…