Chain Lightning

Who is the Beauty?

Beauty and the Beast

By Stevie Nicks

You're not a stranger to me,
And you... you are something to see.
You don't even know how to please,
You say a lot...but you're unaware how to leave


My darling lives in a world that is not mine,
An old child, misunderstood...out of time.
Timeless is the creature who is wise,
And timeless is the prisoner in disguise…

Chapter eleven

Who is the Beauty?

By Ghost in the Mist





Sean was awakened by the sound of thunder, he was made wide-awake by thunder, a monster crash of thunder. He could hear the rain still pounding the world outside. Absolutely beastly weather, cold and very wet. Good. At least one more day off, one more day to spend alone with this newfound love. The object of said love lay curled against him, sleeping the sleep of the guiltless. Sean’s arms were wrapped around him, his head rested on Sean’s shoulder and the arm attached to said shoulder was numb. Sean’s arm was numb, numb and tingling uncomfortably, but he didn’t budge. Sean’s leg lay over both of Billy’s legs. It was true Sean did this because Billy was a very active sleeper, but truth be told, he had discovered that he liked to do it. It didn’t just pin Billy down; it pinned Billy to Sean.

Sean liked keeping Billy pinned to him, he liked pinning Billy to him because it reminded him how badly he wanted Billy, how badly he wanted to possess Billy, possess Billy in a way no one else could. The thought of Billy being held by anyone else made Sean tremble on the inside. It made red and black fear shoot through his entire being.

Sean wanted to possess Billy, needed to possess Billy, felt he would die without Billy, like the Beast in the old fairy tale. Sean wanted to keep Billy prisoner like the Beast had kept the beauty; Sean had begun to wonder exactly who was the beauty and who the beast, who was the keeper and who the prisoner.

Yes, this was Sean’s place, yes, Sean had brought Billy here thrown over his shoulder and yes, Billy was sweetly and oh so trustingly passive while Sean was aggressive, possessive and needy for control. But Billy responded so perfectly to all his aggressiveness and possessiveness and control, his neediness and fucking insecurities. Billy was like the missing peace of a puzzle that, at last found, completed the picture. Billy filled in all the dark and lonely places, and Sean wondered exactly which of them was the fairy tale Beast with his prisoner of love.

After all, wasn’t he lying here with his arm tingling and numb because he couldn’t bring himself to wake this profane little angel? If Billy had a bad dream did Sean not automatically respond, as though he had no will of his own? If Billy looked at him with those gorgeous fucking lunar eclipse eyes did Sean not suddenly forget what he was thinking? It was almost like tunnel vision. He could see and think of nothing but Billy, Sean’s profane little angel Billy with his damnably adorable smile and his bloody beautiful green eyes and his Most Kissable Top Lip. Billy with his small and clever hands. Billy with his perfect little bubble of an arse. Billy, who looked like he fell out of the sex tree and hit every branch on the way down. Billy, who had given Sean his virginity of sorts. Billy, who had first hit Sean square in the libido, then in the heart. Billy, who seemed to just know what Sean needed and willingly, eagerly gave it. Billy, who had captured Sean.

Sean buried his face in Billy’s neck and breathed in deeply, taking in the smell of Billy, the soap and shampoo from their shared shower last night, Sean’s own cologne and under all that, the sweet smell of Billy, himself.

“Bean, you’ve really gone and done it this time.” Sean murmured to himself. “You’ve fucking gone and fallen in love.” He looked at Billy’s sleeping face, the thick golden lashes that lay against Billy’s cheeks, the perfect bow of a mouth, the little cleft in Billy’s chin, the wonderfully fine features, the planes and angles that reminded Sean of a fox somehow. Just looking at Billy’s face, just holding him as he slept made Sean want him again.

Sean thought about last night’s shower. Sean could never forget last night’s shower, in fact. He could never forget it because he’d had a wonderful new experience, one that every man dreams of. Billy had been washing Sean’s back for him. Billy had soaped up Sean’s back and rinsed it off. Sean had turned to face Billy and Billy had stood on his toes and given Sean a brief kiss on the lips, then the chin, then down Sean’s neck and down yet more to Sean’s nipples. Billy tongued Sean’s nipples, sucked them, scraped his teeth around them, eliciting moans from his lover.

Then Billy knelt before Sean and looked up at him from below with those big green kitten-like eyes. Billy’s small and clever hands rested on Sean’s thighs, and still looking up at Sean, Billy opened his mouth and took Sean’s cock in his mouth. Billy took Sean’s cock in his mouth and Billy’s eyes had rolled up with pleasure, Billy’s lids slid closed and Billy moaned around Sean’s cock. Sean had held Billy’s head and thrust himself deep, then slid back and plunged in again and again.

Billy dined greedily, and because they were in the shower Billy was swallowing water. Billy’s clever little fingers pressed into the hard muscles of Sean’s thighs as his moans came longer and closer together, the tempo increasing with the rhythm of Sean’s thrusts. Sean had shoved his cock deep into Billy’s mouth just as Billy was swallowing a mouthful of water and Sean suddenly felt his cock slide all the way in, all the way down Billy’s throat. Billy had accidentally stumbled on the technique, surprising both of them completely. Billy may have been surprised, but he was a quick study. Sean’s reaction had been so overpowering that Billy meant to try again, and did. Billy swallowed Sean and Sean trembled, the hard muscles of his thighs quivered under Billy’s hands.

When Billy swallowed him down the third time, Sean knew. Sean knew at that instant he had been captured. After this how would he ever settle for anything less? He was caught right enough. He slid his cock back and thrust it in again, relishing the way Billy’s perfect bow of a mouth came flush with his pubic bone. Sean quivered and moaned helplessly as Billy wrapped his arms around Sean’s hips and set a rhythm, backing off only to take in a lungful of air.

“Oh God, Billy, how are you doing that? Fuck, baby, that feels so fucking good, so fucking good.” Sean said, now keeping the rhythm Billy had set, he held Billy’s head and pistoned his cock into the hungry, wet, fevered mouth and down into Billy’s throat. “Oh, Christ, Billy baby, yes, that’s it, suck me, baby, swallow my cock, Jesus Christ, Billy, you really love it, I can tell. Fuck, Billy baby, you’re fucking incredible, just fucking amazing, baby. Oh, God, this feels so fucking good, fucking your mouth like this, look at you, you can’t get enough of it, can you? Oh, yeah, baby, suck my cock, swallow it, baby, let me fuck your mouth…”

Sean’s thrusts came faster now, driving his cock in all the way, forceful and deep, fast and then faster. As Sean looked down he could see that Billy was fully erect, proof that he loved it as much as Sean thought he did. The sight turned him on more than ever. Sean couldn’t remember the last time he had been this aroused. As he watched Billy swallowing him down, Sean’s cock had become harder and thicker than he could remember it ever being.

“Oh, fuck,” Sean groaned weakly, “Oh, fuck, Billy, I’m going to come, baby, get ready…”

Billy’s arms around Sean’s hips tightened, Billy took him, took him all the way and Sean came, Sean came so hard he nearly collapsed, feeling Billy gulping his cock and come. His hands held Billy’s head, his cock was buried in Billy’s mouth and throat as it throbbed and jerked and jetted it’s flood. When at last Sean had finished, he sank down on his knees and held onto Billy as he gasped for breath. When he finally had the strength to stand, he pulled Billy out of the shower and wrapped a towel around him, then kissed him hard. He picked Billy up and carried him to their bed. He collapsed next to Billy and put his arms around Billy and kissed Billy’s mouth and cheeks and eyes and ears and nose.

Sean cupped Billy’s crotch in one hand and he kissed his way down. One fan-fucking-tastic blowjob deserved another. Sean pulled the towel away and made a meal of his little Billy, bringing him to orgasm swiftly and greedily. They had lain together afterwards, catching their breath, and again Sean found that he just couldn’t stop kissing Billy. Then Sean had gathered his little Billy to him, pinning Billy to him, and they had drifted gently into a deep sleep. Sean had slept so hard he hadn’t moved a bit. The monster crash of thunder had awakened him, and he had lain there still as stone because he didn’t want to wake this little slice of perfection known as Billy, Sean’s profane little angel. Sean lay there, taking in every little curve and plane of Billy’s sweet face, falling deeper in love by the second. No, there was no getting away from it. Sean wouldn’t be able to settle for anything less.

He kissed Billy softly and eased out of bed, slipped his trousers on, went to the kitchen and made coffee and breakfast. He put everything on a tray, then woke Billy and they had breakfast in bed. Afterwards, Billy had given Sean that look, that teasing look, and before Sean knew what was happening Billy was all over him and heading south. Sean relaxed, his head pillowed on his arms, letting Billy go at his own pace, which, this morning, was nice and slow. Billy hovered over Sean's hips, blowing softly on Sean's cock before taking it gently into his mouth, sucking so slowly, so easily that Sean knew Billy just loved it.

Billy loved to tease Sean as much as Sean like to take control. Billy loved teasing Sean, because if he kept it up long enough, Sean would let the tiger come out. Billy loved the tiger because the tiger was so strong, so dominant, the tiger was possessive, the tiger took what he wanted, the tiger made Billy want to give the tiger anything the beast wanted. So Billy teased Sean’s cock with his lips and tongue and breath. Billy wanted to make Sean take control, tease him into being the dominant, demanding alpha male Billy loved to submit to.

When Sean placed his hands on Billy’s head, Billy knew he had gotten what he was after. Sean held his head and Sean pushed his hips up forcefully, driving his cock deep. Billy moaned with pleasure, feeling his own dick responding to the power of Sean’s demands.

“Jesus, Billy, I just can’t believe how much you love sucking my cock, baby.” Sean groaned, knowing it turned Billy on when he talked dirty to him. “Oh fuck, Billy baby, suck me, baby, suck my cock, yes, deeper, baby…”

Sean thrust hard, firmly holding Billy’s head. Sean felt his cock slip down Billy’s throat, all the way down Billy’s throat. Then he pushed Billy back. He actually had to force Billy to stop sucking him. He pushed Billy onto his back, then straddled his chest.

Billy laughed wickedly, “Want a wee bit of smuasaich bod, do we?” Billy teased.


Sean replied, “If that means what I think it does, yes, I do, baby.” Sean grabbed Billy’s head again and plunged his cock into Billy’s mouth. Billy moaned loudly. Billy loved it, this dominance.

Fucking Billy’s mouth from above was even better, because now Sean was in complete control. Again and again he drove his cock down Billy’s throat. Billy wrapped his arms around Sean’s hips.

“Oh, shit, Billy, I could fuck your mouth like this forever, baby, God, I love it that you love sucking my cock so much you nearly come…” Sean said. “You’re going to love it when I come just like you always do, and then I’m going to fuck your sweet little ass and I’m going to make you come for me, baby, I’m going to make you come so good.”

Sean fucked Billy’s mouth faster now, faster and more forcefully, and Billy moaned around Sean’s cock, moaned with unspeakable pleasure, and then Sean buried his cock completely, all the way to the balls and came, feeling Billy’s throat gulping him down, milking every drop from his throbbing cock. Sean didn’t slow down though. Sean continued to fuck Billy’s mouth.

“Make me good and hard, Billy baby, suck me good and deep, baby, so I can fuck you just the way you deserve to be fucked.” Sean panted. “Harder, Billy, suck me harder, yes, like that, yes, deeper, now, here it comes down your throat…oh, fuck! My God but that feels so fucking good.”

It was hard to stop, but Sean made himself do it. Once again, he had to physically force Billy to stop. Good God, but Billy really loved giving head.

“Don’t pout, baby, I’ll make it up to you.” Sean said, slicking his member up with lube. Then Sean looked at Billy, looked at him in that predatory way that thrilled Billy every time. Sean took the tie to his robe and a couple of neckties and bound his profane and very willing little angel to their bed spread-eagle.

Then Sean lightly traced his fingers down Billy’s ribs. He slid one hand between Billy’s legs and slipped two fingers inside Billy, reaching deep for the spot that would flood Billy with pleasure. Sean lay on Billy, letting his weight press Billy into the mattress, knowing Billy loved it. He worked his fingers in Billy as he kissed Billy’s mouth, sliding in a third finger, then a fourth. Billy squirmed beneath him in an agony of pleasure.

Sean slid down Billy’s body and took Billy into his mouth as he worked his fingers inside Billy. Sean worked on Billy until he had him on the verge of orgasm, then he slid back up Billy’s body, giving Billy a thorough kissing before Sean pulled his fingers out of Billy. He positioned himself and slid inside Billy.

Sean was right in the middle of giving Billy a good, slow fuck when the phone rang. He stopped, but didn’t pull out. Billy groaned. Sean answered the phone. It was Viggo.

“Vig! What’s up?” Sean said. Billy couldn’t make out what Viggo was saying, close to the phone though he was. “A what? A mudslide?”

Sean was talking to Viggo and looking at Billy with a wicked look in his eye. He began to thrust slowly again. He continued to talk to Viggo. Sean’s eyes had caught Billy’s eyes, caught Billy’s eyes and refused to let them go. He meant to keep right on fucking Billy while talking on the phone! Billy shook his head “no!” Sean ignored it, thrusting a little faster now. Billy tried to resist the pleasure he felt through his embarrassment, but it was useless. Sean could make him love it whether he wanted to or not, and knowing how helpless he was to stop Sean seemed to make Billy even hotter. The more Billy tried to stop himself from loving it, the sharper the pleasure became. Billy knew what Sean had planned. He knew and he couldn’t stop himself from loving it.

Sean meant to make Billy come while Sean was talking to Viggo. Billy felt himself blushing. This seemed to encourage Sean even more. Sean fucked Billy faster and harder. Billy bit his lower lip to keep from crying out. Billy couldn’t believe how hot this was making him. Somehow Sean making him love this in spite of himself made Billy hotter than ever. Sean’s eyes continued to hold him prisoner. He fucked Billy leisurely and deeply, watching Billy slowly approach the point of no return. Billy strained against his bonds. God help him, he loved it, loved being tied down and ravished, and Sean was going to make him come, make him come while he was fucking talking to fucking Viggo and Billy tried not to love it, but he was helpless.

Billy was sure Viggo must have guessed what was going on because Billy couldn’t stop himself from gasping and whimpering. Viggo surely had to know; yet he continued to talk to Sean as though nothing at all was going on. Sean fucked him a little faster, now, pushing Billy closer and closer to the edge, and the last thing Billy saw before he came was the triumphant look in Sean’s eyes, then Sean sealed his cries inside with a forceful kiss while Viggo continued to talk. Billy was certain Viggo had guessed, because shortly after that the conversation ended.

The conversation may have ended, but Sean’s desire was far from ended. He continued fucking Billy, going nice and slow now, waiting on Billy to heat back up.

“God, you came so hard, baby,” Sean said. “You loved it, didn’t you? You loved it that I made you come while I was talking to Viggo, didn’t you?”

“Oh, aye, I did, you know I did. How do you do it? How is it you can make me come even when I’m trying not to?”

“Because you love it, Billy baby. You just love it, you love what I do to you, don’t you?”

“God help me, I do, Sean. You can do anything at all to me, and you know I’ll love it.”

“It’s you, Billy, it’s you, I want to take you every way I can, I want to take you, make you come every way I can think of, Billy baby, I can’t get enough of you. I’ll never get enough of you, you sexy little son of a bitch. You make me want to fuck you until I collapse, you do it every time, little Billy, the more I have you, the more I want. You’re so hot, little Billy, you’re so fucking sexy. Do you know how lucky I am to have you? You’re the hottest lay, baby, I swear you are. I just had to make you come like that, I couldn’t resist. Call it bragging if you like, but I wanted Viggo to know what he’ll never have. Because there is no fucking way Orli or anyone else could be as hot as you are. And now he knows, he knows what I’ve got. He knows I have you, my little Billy, my hot little baby, my sweet little sex machine, he knows I have one of the sexiest most fantastic lovers anywhere, baby, because you are, Billy, you are.”

And Billy, in spite of the embarrassment, in spite of his resisting, loved it; maybe even loved it because he knew he couldn’t resist. Billy knew Sean loved it, Sean loved having him, possessing him, showing him off like a rare work of art and somehow this intensified his pleasure. He lay back, relaxing into his bonds, floating in the pleasure. He would lie here bound to their bed until Sean had fucked him thoroughly, until Billy could take no more, Sean would pry one orgasm after another out of him until he was spent.

And he did. Sean fucked him and fucked him, and Billy couldn’t help but respond until he had nothing left. Only then would he be released. Then Sean would hold him and kiss him, pet him, bring him treats from the kitchen, hold him as they cuddled and watched a little TV. Sean would treat him like a prince afterwards, showering him with tenderness, holding him gently. The kisses and romances would be so tender and sweet in contrast to their lovemaking that Billy only fell more and more deeply in love with Sean by the hour. Billy fell more in love with him because of the incredible sex and because of the tenderness that came after the tiger had gone back to sleep, leaving Billy with just dear, loving, adoring Sean. Billy knew the tiger would be back, the beast, the beautiful, beautiful beast would be back, and Billy loved the tiger in Sean, Billy would do anything Sean wanted, anything at all, because he loved the whole package, the beast and the beautiful man.

And Billy knew deep in his heart that he could never leave Sean, and that Sean could never leave him. Billy knew that Sean would die of grief if they were to separate. Sean would hold him pinned tightly to his body in an inescapable embrace as they fell asleep. Sean would hold Billy tight, but Sean was just as much a prisoner of love as Billy was, and Sean knew it.

Sean would lie awake in the morning, lie awake and wonder yet again, exactly who was the beauty and who was the Beast.