Top Coat Notecard sent September 2005 to Wordsandkay, who asked for Dom/Billy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “This is stupid, Dom.” “Be still.” Dom’s tongue crept from the corner of his mouth as he scowled in concentration. “Come on, Dom, this was a dumb idea, I don’t—" “Just keep still, you’re going to smudge it.” The tiny brush slid smooth and steady, slick glossy maroon all the way to the edge of Billy’s neatly-trimmed toenail. His foot twitched in Dom’s hand; Dom adjusted his grip and dipped the brush again. “That tickles, Dom. I can’t believe I let you talk me into this. Just…” Dom’s lips parted above the arch of Billy’s foot, one breath blowing thin and cool across the sticky varnish. “Oh,” said Billy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ back