I Only Want You for One Night

Bill's POV

I wondered why Tom left...without him around I was pretty bored.

Was it me or had he been acting strange lately? I never knew what was wrong with Tom. It was usually about a girl so I didn't bother with that.

I went up into my room and stopped at the doorway, sighing. I really needed to do something with our room. It was so dark and depressing.

But we were never there, never had enough time to actually get into a normal schedule before we had to go on tour again.

It was so...white.

I wanted to put my pictures of the world up on the walls. I was sure that if I ever got them developed they would fill up every inch of wall space. We'd gone all over the world for tours and I took advantage to capture the beauty.

If I had a choice I'd paint the walls black with awesome dark red stripes. Oh yes that would be so sexy. But I mean it was Tom's and my room. If it were just Tom's room he would probably do something seductive like that to help seduce his numerous girls. But sadly, we shared this room so there was no need.

I turned on the TV, just wanting something to happen and something to do. Of course I could just catch up with Mom but I wanted Tom there when we did and I wanted to know how Gordon was doing too.

Not finding anything on the TV, I turned it off and lay down on my bed. It smelt good, like Mom had just washed them, a flowery smell.

I was tired from the night before actually. I'd had a hard time getting back to sleep. I ended up waking up every hour or so because I was afraid I'd dream something terrible again.

I wondered what Tomi was up too. He'd probably found a girl if he already hadn't arranged to meet one.

Welcome home Tom. Ow baby.

That made me cringe, made me think of my dream.

I tried to stop thinking about that for awhile. I closed my eyes and let myself drift off into a deep sleep.

Tom laid me down gently upon the bed. He was smiling. I smiled too.

He gently started at my shirt, pulling it up over my head.

His warm breath was on my neck; it made me tingle.

"Tomi," I muttered, and reached out to touch his angelic face.

I was scared, and he noticed that.

"I'm gonna take care of you Billa." He smiled, his fingers tracing the outline of my face. He hadn't called me that in ages.

"Okay." I smiled and kissed him, those adorable pouty lips. I loved them.

He broke away and took off his shirt.

I placed a finger to those full lips, my other hand started to feel those toned abs, moaning because I wanted him so badly.

"How did we last this long, Tomi?" I breathed. "I've always loved you."

"I know," he laughed. I loved that laugh, that smile. Gott, I just loved everything about Tomi. My Tomi. "And I've always loved you."

He kissed me again, forcing my mouth open with his tongue, starting to explore around my mouth.

I wanted to moan. He placed his hips against mine and I just felt so many feelings inside of me.

I needed Tomi, and I don't know how I ever lived without him...

The dream ended after that.

It was certainly better than that rape dream but Gott I didn't think I'd ever look at Tom the same way again.