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World Trip - Chapter 30
Title: World Trip 30/?
Author/Email: Salogel (salogel42@hotmail.com)
Pairing: Dom/Elijah
Rating: NC17
Summary: Dom and Lij spend a few days in Mauritius.
WARNING: Extremely graphic sex
Feedback: Yes please
Archive:Sal's Hobbit Haven
Disclaimer: None of this happened or will ever happen. It is all made up in my overactive mind.
Additional Notes: Any flashbacks are written as they happened, and not necessarily as a point of view.
Previous chapters can be found here.
World Trip
Chapter 30 – Mauritius
Peace and tranquility… Dominic closed his eyes as he sat on the terrace and listened to nothing… and nothing sounded very good to him, right now. Their ship was anchored on the far side of the island, and its passengers had scattered far and wide, but not many came to this area. For the most part everyone else seemed to want to stay on the west coast of the island. Maybe they were worried that the ship would leave without them? Dominic chuckled at this thought. People could be very strange, but he for one was glad that they had left the hustle and bustle of the ship behind them, if only for a few days, and he was sure that Elijah was feeling the same way, too.
The hotel they were staying in was nothing short of exquisite. Situated on the northeast coast of Mauritius, it was a tropical haven overlooking a peaceful lagoon and a coral barrier reef. The colour of the ocean surrounding the complex was turquoise, and that along side the white sandy beaches, made it feel like they had truly stepped into paradise.
Dominic could feel sleep edging in, and it didn’t surprise him. They had docked at Port Louis late yesterday evening, and then boarded a coach for the journey across the island to this hotel. On arrival, both of them were awestruck by the beauty of the place, and once they had deposited their luggage in their suite, they had gone exploring.
Elijah had really excelled this time with his choice of accommodation, even he hadn’t realised it was going to be as grand as this. The theme of the hotel was ‘spice’. Everywhere the colours were rich browns, golds, reds, oranges and yellows. Most of the furniture was made from very heavy wood, including the items in their suite. Elijah had jokingly commented that he was glad the hotel hadn’t done the usual thing and booked them into a room with two single beds, if that had been the case, they would never have been able to push them together.
The guest accommodation consisted of suites scattered along pristine beaches and landscaped gardens. Each suite had its own private terrace or balcony, and the suite Dominic and Elijah were located in, looked out over the lagoon.
They had spent a long time sitting on the terrace last night, well into the early hours of the morning, just sipping wine, and talking. Dominic wouldn’t deny that it was great not having people milling around again. They could be as private as they wanted to be on this island break, and if he had his way they wouldn’t do a thing. Their suite was fairly big with a sitting area inside, and with the terrace looking out over one of the most fantastic views he had ever seen, why go anywhere?
Elijah, of course, had other ideas. Dominic heard him enter the suite.
“Dom!”
“Out here!” Dominic called as he shook himself out of his semi-slumber.
Elijah dumped a pile of brochures on the table and sat opposite him. “There,” he declared. “So what do you want to do?”
“If I said you, would that count?” Dominic asked, not really wanting to look at any brochures.
Elijah snorted. “I’m being serious, here.”
“Well, so am I!” Dominic quickly stood up and pulled Elijah to his feet. He took his warm body into his arms, and kissed him.
“Ok…what do I want to do? Let me think a moment.” Dominic took a quick glance at the brochures on the table and then smiled as he looked at Elijah’s quizzical expression. “Is there an Elijah Wood excursion available?” he asked as his lips began to travel along Elijah’s chin. “Preferably one that lasts a lifetime, and with a ‘no money back guarantee’?”
Elijah couldn’t help smiling as he looked into Dominic’s glinting eyes. “Yes,” he whispered. “I think there is one…” he cupped Dominic’s chin and kissed him - hard.
“Hmm… how much?” Dominic began walking backwards towards the bay doors, pulling Elijah along with him.
Elijah thought for a moment. “How about a blow job, and a quick fuck for starters?”
“Hmm… a blow job yes… but a quick fuck? Don’t think I can manage that.”
“No?” Elijah looked mildly surprised.
Dominic stepped inside the cool suite… “I have a feeling it may last all day.”
***
“Now, are you sure this is a good idea, Lij?” Dominic looked at the snorkel gear that Elijah had hired. “I mean you’ll see fuck all anyway, without your glasses, so there’s not much point.”
Elijah looked at the facemask, and slipped it on. “It’ll be cool, I can wear my lenses and as long as I remember not to take this off while my face is in the water, everything should work out fine.”
“And if you do… then you’ll be fucked. You’ll be as blind as bat for the rest of the voyage.”
“Don’t worry.” Elijah pulled the mask off and blinked. “I’ll be careful.”
“You should have replaced your glasses in Durban, Lij. I did tell you.” Dominic placed the snorkel in his mouth and bit onto the rubber plugs to hold it in place. Yuk, what a fucking foul taste!
“I know that! Think I don’t know that, Dom? No more fucking lectures, please. You’ve done it to death, already.”
“Lijah…” Dominic removed the snorkel. How many times had he said what he was about to say? “We’re on a fucking sea voyage, and if you lose your contacts, you’re fucking buggered. It’s not like you to overlook this sort of thing, is it?”
Elijah sighed and tossed the facemask onto the table. He knew that Dominic was right, but he had had other things on his mind before boarding the ship, things he knew he had to confront and deal with. Shit!
Elijah sat down wearily on one of the sun chairs. “I just want to go snorkeling, that’s all. I missed out on the surfing in South Africa, and the hotel brochure shows some fantastic marine life here, Dom. I just want to see it. Christ! Why are there always fucking obstacles?”
“Aw, Lij… I know.” Dominic’s heart went out to Elijah; he hated seeing him disappointed. “I don’t know what to suggest… but I don’t want you to risk it, Lij. You know you’ll be pissed off and angry with yourself if you lose your lenses. And I’ll have to live with you!”
Elijah didn’t smile.
“Get yourself sorted in Sydney, and we can go surfing and snorkeling then, without any worries. We’ve got The Great Barrier Reef to see, Lij. Now that is worth seeing!”
“Yeah, you’re right….” Elijah suddenly kicked out at an empty chair. “Bastard!” He cursed loudly. He had never been negligent when it came to his eyesight before. Fuck it all… fuck everything!
“Come on,” Dominic frowned; Elijah had not lost the edginess that seemed to be dogging him since leaving South Africa. “Let’s take a long walk and have lunch in the floating restaurant, then when we get back we’ll take another look at your brochures and decide on something else. How’s that sound?”
“Well there is this yacht excursion…and it looks pretty cool.” Elijah’s enthusiasm suddenly began to grow again. “According to the receptionist, everyone staying in the hotel goes on it.”
Dominic smiled, but inwardly he thought that going to sea on a tourist packed yacht did not sound very appealing.
“Sounds great, Lij. We’ll check that out later. Come on… I’m getting hungry.”
*
The sun was beginning to sink to the horizon, and the sky was awash with glorious hues of pinks and gold, but Elijah wasn’t looking at it. Well he was, but he wasn’t seeing it.
Dominic was inside the suite sitting on their bed, wishing he had kept his fucking opinionated mouth shut.
He had told Elijah that he wasn’t interested in the yacht trip, but he had a great idea instead. And of course Elijah blew up, and he had every right too, because Dominic knew he was being his utter selfish self again.
“Three days, Dom!” Elijah had unexpectedly turned on him. “We’ve been here three fucking days and have done fuck all! What is it with you? It’s like you’re becoming a fucking recluse.”
“Lij… calm down.”
“I don’t get it, Dom. I just don’t get it!”
Then Elijah had walked outside.
Dominic looked through the open doors, momentarily stunned by Elijah’s sudden outburst. Elijah was leaning on the wooden fence, looking over the lagoon, silhouetted against the dying rays of the sun. The scene looked like a watercolour, and Dominic would love to have taken a photo of it, but he didn’t think that would have gone down well at this particular moment.
But in a way Elijah was right. Since the whole bloody Hasad thing Dominic knew he had grown wary of people, and he much preferred their own company if that was at all an option, but as for becoming a recluse… well that was plain bollocks. They had just spent four weeks with thirty other people, with barely any time alone together apart from during the night… hardly reclusive at all!
He made his way outside and stood behind Elijah.
“Lij…?”
Elijah didn’t move.
“Lijah…?” Dominic rested his hands on Elijah’s shoulders and could feel how tense he was. “Lij, I’m sorry… It’s just…”
“I want to see some of the island, Dom.” Elijah did not turn around. “And I swear I’ll do it without you.”
Dominic swallowed hard; he could hear the hurt in Elijah’s voice.
“Well, we can,” he offered. “We can hire a private boat, less crowded, more personal… we’ll get to see more… and…”
Elijah turned around. “Sometimes, I just really don’t fucking understand you…” Elijah pushed past Dominic and went inside their room, picked up his jacket, and disappeared through the main door.
Dominic watched the door close, not quite believing what had just happened, and then he took off after Elijah and quickly caught up with him.
“Lij, fucking hell… don’t just walk off!”
“I need some space.” Elijah kept on walking
“What?” Dominic stopped Elijah by grabbing him by the wrist and spinning him around to face him. “Now what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“There’s more to this holiday than just fucking, Dom!” Elijah pulled Dominic’s hand off him.
Dominic remained silent for a moment and then trying to lift the mood, he replied. “There is?” But the look on Elijah’s face told him that he had failed miserably.
Elijah shook his head. “You’re fucking incredible… just… just fucking leave me alone!” Then he walked off again.
“Now just a second…” Dominic raced in front of Elijah. “Just you stop there, Lij!”
Elijah stood where he was and folded his arms. He had a look of defiance on his face, and Dominic had to fight down the over-whelming urge to just kiss him, anything… anything to take away whatever it was that was eating him up like this.
“Fuck… Lijah, I don’t know what’s up with you, but I’m not going to lie… I don’t want to go on that yacht because it will be crowded, not when I can be here with you, on our own, totally free to do what we want. Just think of it, Elijah.” Dominic’s voice softened. “This place will be deserted. It’ll more than likely be just you and me here, for the whole day. No other fuckers around… think what we can do.”
“You mean fuck anywhere, anytime?” Elijah stared directly into Dominic’s eyes and saw him flinch at his snarky remark.
“Well… make love to you… yes…” Dominic’s voice dropped to a whisper, and Elijah suddenly felt guilty.
“I love you, Elijah.” Dominic took Elijah’s hands. “And I know I’m a selfish bastard wanting you all to myself, I admit it. But we are going to be back on that ship in two days, and it will be busy, and noisy, and there will be nowhere we will be able to go on our own, apart from our cabin. I just wanted to enjoy these few days here alone with you. But if you really want to go on the yacht, with all the others… then ok… let’s do it.”
Elijah looked down at Dominic’s hands holding his. Back on that ship… Jesus his emotions were all over the place right now, and he shouldn’t be so fucking angry with Dominic, who did nothing but love him, and love him with such a passion, too.
“Lij…?”
Elijah didn’t look up. His eyes remained lowered. He didn’t really give a fuck about the yacht! Fuck, he didn’t know what he thought! He hated feeling like this! And he shouldn’t be feeling like this… this shouldn’t be happening! Christ! You have to fucking forget it, Elijah!
“What is it, Lij?” Dominic’s voice was full of concern.
Elijah knew that when they set out on this holiday he would want to see as much of every country as he possibly could, and Dominic had quite happily left the organising to him. Apart from Morocco, Dominic didn’t really care too much where they went or what they saw, all he cared about was spending as much time with Elijah as possible, and of course Elijah knew that, and understood.
In fact, Dominic had never really asked for much at all, he went everywhere that Elijah wanted to go, without argument or complaint… and he had even jumped off a fucking bridge for him…
But none of that was the reason why he was upset. Jesus fuck, he was taking it all out on Dom, and he fucking hated himself for it.
“Lij…?” Dominic raised Elijah’s chin so he could look at him. “What is it, baby… what’s eating you? This is not like you…”
Elijah suddenly flung his arms around Dominic and hugged him tightly. “I’m so sorry, Dom…I’m so sorry…”
“Hey…” Dominic’s arms went around Elijah. “It’s ok… really… we can go on the boat. It’s no big deal.”
“No…” Elijah unexpectedly found himself fighting back tears. “No…no you’re right, Dom… we’ll stay behind. It’ll be good.”
They held each other for a while, and only pulled apart when a party of guests passed by.
Dominic took Elijah’s hand, looked at him long and hard, and then led him down to the beach. Elijah was going to talk to him… he had to… they were not going to return to their suite until he found out what the fuck was bugging him. They both sat on a wooden bench and looked out at the darkening sky, a soft breeze rustled the palm leaves on the tree above them.
“So… Lij…” Dominic squeezed Elijah’s hand as he spoke gently. “Are you going to tell me what’s really the matter? Your mood has been up and down over the past few days. Is it me, Lij? I can be such a twat, I know that, I’d hate to think that I am upsetting you.”
Elijah remained silent, trying to collect his jumbled thoughts, not sure that talking would help… well forgetting didn’t help either, did it?… because it was all still there…
“Lij…?” Dominic urged.
“What…? No…” Elijah shook his head as he finally broke the silence. “No, Dom. It’s not you.” Jesus, he couldn’t fucking talk about it. He didn’t want to talk about it… he would be ok. Once they got to Australia he would be fine. No point in bringing it all up now. Just grit your teeth, get on with it… then it’ll be over. Best way.
But Elijah could see that Dominic was waiting for an answer. Fuck!
“Lijah?”
“I don’t know…” Elijah decided he had better come up with some sort of explanation for his up and down mood swings. He searched for something to say. “It’s kinda weird, Dom,” he began “… it’s sort of like…umm… I’m not sure how to put this. It’s like… it’s like… well… it’s like sometimes I feel I would like a holiday from our holiday.”
Dominic suddenly felt a knot twist in his stomach, and he felt sick as he hardly dared ask the question. “You mean a break from me, don’t you, Lij?”
“Don’t be fucking stupid!” Elijah suddenly felt incredibly pissed off by Dominic’s reply. He looked at Dominic and saw that familiar look of panic on his face. “That’s not what I fucking meant at all!”
Dominic could feel his eyes welling up.
“For Christ’s sake! Don’t always think it’s about you, Dominic,” Elijah’s tone became harsh. “Because sometimes you know, it fucking isn’t!”
Dominic went silent for a moment. Elijah looked angry and on the verge of tears.
Dominic stood up and toed the sand as he looked out at the dark ocean; he waited for Elijah to say something else. But Elijah just sat there, hands clasped - staring at the sand.
Dominic shoved his hands in his pockets as he turned his attention back to Elijah. “Well…?”
Elijah looked up at him. “Well what?” he snapped.
“Jesus Christ! Fucking talk to me, Elijah. What the fuck is it?” Dominic knew his voice was raised, but Elijah was beginning to scare him. “How can I fucking help you or understand whatever the fuck it is, if you don’t talk to me?”
Elijah jumped to his feet. He looked furious, and upset at the same time.
Dominic could see an internal struggle going on inside him. “Just tell me, Lijah! Fucking tell me.”
“Fuck… Fuck!” Elijah swore, as he broke eye contact with Dominic and looked down at the white sand dusting his trainers. “Right… ok…” He took a deep breath as he wiped his eyes. “You want to know what’s fucking wrong? I’ll tell you. It’s pathetic and stupid… and I can’t believe it is affecting me like this… but if you really want to…”
“Baby… I just want to help you. You haven’t been yourself these past few days, not since we left Durban. And if I’ve done something to upset you… then I just want to …”
“Dom! Shut up… fucking shut up!”
Dominic swallowed hard and nodded.
Elijah stepped away from Dominic and stared out at the sea. He felt a hot tear run down his cheek, and had to fight to try and stay in control. This was so unreal… this was so not him… this was so… Christ…just fucking tell him…
“I… it’s the ship,” Elijah voice was so quiet that Dominic could barely hear him.
“Lij…?”
“It’s the ship, Dom. It’s like it’s the same ship…” There he’d said it… fucking said it, and now he just wanted to cry.
Dominic stared at Elijah for a moment trying to understand what he meant, and then closed his eyes as realisation began to dawn on him.
Elijah turned to look at Dominic, his face full of anguish. “I don’t like the ship,” he repeated, his voice was shaky. “There are places on that ship which remind me… remind me of… I mean, they are identical… it’s like… it’s like I’m back there, Dom… looking for him… and… and…” Elijah’s voice suddenly trailed off, as he recalled boarding the ship with Dominic, and being totally shocked as memories of Hasad’s relentless pursuit of him came flooding back in a torrent.
Elijah had deliberately locked those memories away after the attack… he didn’t want them; he had refused to talk about them or let them take over in any form. But even before the ship had left the harbour in Durban, Elijah knew he was in trouble. He had been about to enter one of the many rest rooms on the ship, and found that he couldn’t. He stopped and stood there holding the door half open, fighting off memories of the last time he had been in this position. Then the door had suddenly swung open yanking him into the room and he had been transported back in an instant…
“Oh, Lijah…” Dominic went to Elijah and took him into his arms. “Baby, why didn’t you tell me this before?”
“I don’t want this… I don’t want these memories… but I was back there…” Elijah’s voice was quiet. He pressed the side of his face against Dominic’s shoulder… his eyes unblinking, staring as he remembered. “He never left me alone, Dom… he was always there… everywhere I went… he was going to kill me… I know he was… and… and I couldn’t tell you… I thought I would never see you again…”
“Lijah… it’s ok… it’s ok…” Dominic held Elijah a little tighter.
“He hurt me, Dom… he hurt me… and… and then… and then you left me… and I didn’t know what to do… and I was so scared he would come back... and you were gone…” He buried his face in Dominic’s neck.
“Jesus… Lijah…” Dominic ran his fingers through Elijah’s hair as he held him close, he could feel his body trembling and he knew that he was crying.
Elijah had never mentioned the Hasad incident to him again, since he had almost walked out on him in Athens. Dominic knew what a determined person Elijah was, knew he was strong willed, and he knew his absolute need not let what happen on that ship in March, affect his life, or their relationship… or anything. But Dominic knew it never paid to bottle things up, he had learnt that the hard way. Things always had a way of catching up with you, no matter how much you try to forget them, or bury them or plain just deny that they had ever happened.
Elijah could have changed the travel arrangements, they could have flown to Sydney, forget about a month-long sea voyage. But Dominic knew Elijah only too well. That would have meant giving in, that would have meant that Hasad would have had an influence on his life, and Elijah would never have allowed that, not ever.
Dominic didn’t really know what went on during that week when they crossed the Aegean Sea. Elijah had told him the reasons why he had not informed him of Hasad’s attentions, but that was all. He had no idea what Elijah had endured during Hasad’s attack, only his injuries told him that part of the story.
But here was Elijah, sobbing in his arms four months after it had happened. This was so out of character for Elijah… Elijah was always strong…nothing beat him down… nothing!
“It’s like it’s the same ship, Dom… and I don’t like it…” Elijah whispered between his sobs. “I don’t like it…” He raised his head to look into Dominic’s face. “I feel like I want to go home.”
“Oh, baby…” Dominic held Elijah even tighter. “I’m here…everything is going to be alright… and it’s alright to cry too, Lij. Really it is… I love you so much.”
***
Breakfast in an empty restaurant. Dominic and Elijah sat down with large bowls of fresh fruit in front of them. They had risen late, and had not seen a soul when they left their suite. It was as Dominic had envisaged, the place was deserted.
The restaurant staff were very attentive to their two guests, after all they had very little else to do.
Elijah was quiet throughout the meal, but did manage to eat. His eyes were red and puffy - they had both fallen asleep late last night, and Elijah never once moved out of Dominic’s arms, as he usually did. Dominic had lain awake for a very long time, his hands constantly stroking Elijah’s skin, comforting him, soothing him, just letting him know that he was there… that he would always be there, and in the morning Elijah felt a little better. Exhausted, but better.
Suggestions of flying to Sydney were brushed aside. Once Dominic had got Elijah back to their suite, and into their bed, they had talked long into the night. This was a vulnerable side of Elijah that Dominic had never seen before, he had always been so strong, so independent, and never took shit from anyone. He hoped that Hasad was rotting away, in a forgotten cell somewhere. No fucking bastard hurts his Elijah and gets away with it! How he wished Elijah hadn’t stopped him laying into the fucking cunt! Christ, he could feel liquid fury flowing through his veins.
But it dissipated quickly when he looked at Elijah falling asleep beside him. I’ll always protect you baby. You know that, don’t you? I love you so much…
*
Hot sunshine, a deserted beach, and warm lapping waves. It was mid morning by the time Elijah and Dominic strolled along the sand, looking for an appropriate place to pitch their gear for the remainder of the day. They were spoilt for choice.
They decided to walk along the beach as far as away as possible from the main complex, to a palm tree shaded area, and there they settled. Elijah spread the large bath towels they had brought with them over the sand, and then sat down. Dominic pulled his t-shirt over his head, and looked towards the ocean.
“Coming in?” he asked.
Elijah shook his head. “Maybe later.”
“Want me to rub oil on you?”
Elijah nodded as he dug in his bag for the sun oil. He removed his t-shirt and Dominic knelt behind him, and began applying the sun protection, spreading it over Elijah’s exposed skin.
“Turn around, Lij.” Elijah did so. He was quite capable of finishing the job himself but he let Dominic carry on, he was enjoying this, and Dominic’s fingers were helping smooth away some of the tension he was feeling.
“Nice?” Dominic asked as his fingers ran under the waistband of Elijah’s bermudas.
“Very,” Elijah replied.
Dominic grinned. “That’s great.”
Elijah looked over Dominic’s shoulder at the vast expanse of empty beach behind him. “It’s like being on a desert island,” he said thinking out loud.
“It is…” Dominic massaged the oil into Elijah’s shoulders causing Elijah’s eyes to close in pure bliss.
Then Elijah felt Dominic’s lips press against his. They were warm and soft, and he opened his mouth to let Dominic’s tongue in. It filled his mouth, exploring, probing, and curling around his own tongue. It was a deep kiss that lasted a while, and when they finally separated, Elijah frowned, wanting more, so he pulled Dominic back again for another kiss, which was deeper, longer, and harder. So much so that Dominic was quite breathless when Elijah finally pulled away.
“You… ok, Lij?” Dominic pressed his fingers to his swollen lips; they were tingling.
Elijah didn’t say anything as he kissed Dominic again. And as he did so he pushed Dominic down on the towel and lowered his body on top of him, their mouths barely broke contact.
Dominic wrapped his arms around Elijah’s body, enjoying this sudden unexpected moment of passion. He wasn’t sure where it was going to lead, or if it would lead to anything, especially out here in full view of anyone and everyone. Except, of course, there wasn’t anyone. The beach was well and truly empty.
Elijah sat up, straddling Dominic. He pushed his hair out of his eyes as he took Dominic’s hand and pressed it against the growing bulge in his shorts. Dominic could feel the hardness against his palm and he slowly began to undo Elijah’s button and zipper. Elijah helped by lifting his cock free, and Dominic took it, running his fingers up and down its entire length.
God, Elijah looked beautiful sitting on him like that. Dominic’s eyes flickered from Elijah’s face, to his cock and then back to his face again. Elijah’s expression was serious, and Dominic knew that look very well - he now knew where this was going.
Elijah helped Dominic wriggle out of his shorts as he remained partially straddling his lover. Dominic’s cock lay flat and hard against his stomach, pale in comparison to the darkness of his tanned skin. Elijah scooted backwards a little so that he could lean forward and lick it, much to Dominic’s pure delight. Elijah’s tongue felt wonderful as it worked its way up and down, leaving long trails of saliva in its wake.
Dominic closed his eyes as he enjoyed the sensation of Elijah’s mouth on him, God, this was fantastic… doing this out here, in the open… it felt like a dream.
“Dom…” Elijah spoke softly as his mouth released Dominic and he stood up, stepping out of his shorts.
Dominic opened his eyes, and blinked against the sunlight, Elijah was standing over him, his cock jutting out, just ready for sucking. Dominic quickly got onto his knees and took Elijah’s cock in his mouth. As his lips slowly slid over it, Elijah’s fingers ran through Dominic’s short hair trying to find purchase, but not finding any. Elijah groaned as Dominic’s hand cupped his balls and squeezed them gently, before kissing them as they rested in his hand. He ran his tongue back along the hard shaft standing out so hard in front of him. Dominic always wished he was capable of taking it all into his mouth.
Fuck... Elijah tasted good, a mixture of salt, sweat and sun oil, Dominic sucked it all off, long hard sucks, with small kisses at the end, over the slit, letting his tongue dart in and out quickly, making Elijah squirm every time he did it.
Elijah felt that he could remain in this position forever, with his cock sliding in and out of Dominic’s mouth. He watched Dominic suck him in, watched how his tongue curled around the head of his cock, and how his lips closed over him, stopping just under the ridge, and then tug-suck from there. Yes, he could just stay here and let Dominic suck everything out of him… and it was tempting, but he had a much stronger need.
He wanted Dominic… wanted to be inside Dominic. Fill this man who loved him with a love which was more than love. So much more… Elijah knew he could never put into words his true feelings for Dominic, no matter how much he tried, so making love to him was the only way he felt he could really let him know.
Because he did love him. He loved him so fucking much that it hurt at times… and he needed him… dear God, after last night, he hadn’t realised just how much he really needed him. Just being with him, lying with him, in the arms of the man he knew would never leave him, and always protect him. His love and need for Dominic was intense… but telling Dominic wasn’t easy. Showing him was.
Elijah pulled his cock free from Dominic’s mouth and dropped to his knees. He took Dominic’s face in his hands and kissed him hard, bruising his lips once more.
“I fucking love you, Dom.” Elijah’s voice was low as he kissed Dominic again. Dominic just closed his eyes, losing himself in Elijah’s obvious desire for him.
“Come here, baby…” Elijah lay down on his back and Dominic couldn’t help but smile a little… Elijah never called him baby. “Turn around, Dom.” Elijah watched Dominic twist over him and lower himself, and then he jolted when he felt Dominic suck his cock in again. Elijah propped himself up on one elbow, and looked at Dominic’s buttocks only inches away from his face.
He coated his thumb with saliva and smeared it over Dominic’s entrance, as he did this he felt Dominic’s mouth release him. Elijah added more saliva by using his tongue, and Dominic’s body trembled each time he was licked.
God, he fucking loved this…! Dominic closed his eyes; his lips every now and then - when he remembered to breathe - placed a delicate kiss at the tip of Elijah’s cock. His whole body was awash with waves of pleasure as Elijah’s tongue began undoing him. Elijah didn’t just lick… he sucked, and probed, and kissed, and occasionally his teeth scraped the delicate flesh which fucking drove Dominic’s body into a silent frenzy. Dominic wanted to pull away, and at the same time, stay … pull away because it was almost too intense… too overwhelming… but stay because it was fucking exquisite having Elijah’s mouth on him like that. Oh yes, he fucking loved it when Elijah did this… which wasn’t often enough… not nearly often enough.
Elijah continued to work on Dominic, enjoying this most intimate of acts. He could feel Dominic’s body reacting by the way it shuddered, jerked and trembled under his touch. And when he finally pushed his saliva-coated thumb inside Dominic, he heard Dominic groan as his body took it in. Elijah rotated his thumb against the tightness, squeezing in on it, adding more saliva, until he finally felt the ring of muscle begin to relax.
More sucking and licking - Elijah buried his tongue in deeply. Dominic’s eyes were clamped shut as his body involuntarily squirmed. Elijah held him firmly, arms wrapped around his thighs holding him still and in place. Elijah’s cock, so hard and hot, pressed against the side of Dominic’s face; he couldn’t even catch his breath to lick it anymore. In fact he couldn’t do anything anymore, he felt as if Elijah’s mouth was sending him spiraling into oblivion…
Then… it stopped… and Dominic managed to take in a breath… a long juddering breath. His entire body shook as he felt Elijah gently push him away.
Dominic knelt beside Elijah, wondering how Elijah wanted to do this. Elijah remained on his back and reached out for the sun oil to use as a lubricant. He squeezed a large amount of it in one hand, and into Dominic’s hands. Dominic smothered it over Elijah’s cock, making it glisten, and then he looked at Elijah for further instruction.
“I want to see you, Dom.” Elijah held out a hand and helped Dominic straddle him, so that his knees were on either side of his body. Dominic could feel Elijah’s cock nudging against his buttocks. He leant forward to kiss Elijah, and as he did so he felt Elijah push his oil-coated fingers back inside him, while their kiss went deep, bruisingly deep.
Then Elijah removed his fingers and positioned his cock in their place. Dominic slowly began to sit up; he used one hand to keep Elijah’s cock in place, and as always there was a moment of resistance, a feeling of discomfort before his body finally gave way, and Elijah slipped inside.
Dominic lowered himself inch, by inch, feeling Elijah stretch him open. His eyes never left Elijah’s face and they both looked at each other, and gradually, Dominic took all of Elijah in.
Elijah bent his knees to support Dominic’s back, causing a gasp from Dominic as his cock moved deeper inside him. Then he reached out his arms to Dominic and they held hands, interlocking their fingers. They didn’t move for a while, they just remained in that position, looking at one another…
Elijah’s eyes ran over Dominic’s body, from his flushed face, along his tanned torso, and down to his cock, which looked so fucking hard standing out in front of him. Dominic moved his knees slightly, and Elijah held his breath. The tightness surrounding his cock was staggering, having Dominic impaled on him like this was so fucking wonderful, and he needed this… so fucking needed it right now. I love you, Dom. Elijah felt an unexpected wave of emotion engulf him, and he tried blinking away the tears he could feel forming.
“You ok, baby?” Dominic asked as he saw Elijah’s eyes well up.
Elijah nodded and swallowed hard as he closed his eyes. He became more aware of the heat and pressure on his cock as it remained inside Dominic, unmoving. Dominic’s fingers intertwined with his own a little more.
“I love you, Lijah” Elijah heard Dominic whisper, and as he opened his eyes he knew that tears were running free.
Dominic gently wiped the tears away, and smiled at his lover lying underneath him. Then he began moving, allowing Elijah’s cock to slide out a little and then back in again. Elijah groaned in appreciation, and Dominic closed his eyes, enjoying every sensation that Elijah was giving him.
“Dom…”
Dominic opened his eyes to look at Elijah, and the feeling of love that washed over him was so incredibly intense, that he thought he too, might cry. Being joined to Elijah like this… was… beautiful…
Elijah reached out to place his fingers on Dominic’s lips. Dominic kissed them. Then Elijah slipped his hand behind Dominic’s head and pulled him down so that they could kiss properly - his cock slipped out, but they kissed passionately.
“I want you, Dom… I want you…” Elijah murmured as their mouths broke contact and then met again. “Love you… I love you…” Then Elijah rolled Dominic over onto his back, their cocks ground together, and then they kissed deeply once more.
“Want you, Dommie…” Elijah’s voice was a whisper as he knelt in between Dominic’s legs. He looked at Dominic’s cock and took hold of it, giving it a few long, firm strokes, making Dominic’s body writhe under his touch. “Want you so fucking much…”
Elijah raised Dominic’s legs so that his knees rested over his slim shoulders, and then he pushed his thumb and then fingers inside Dominic again, making sure he was still open, and still relaxed enough to take his cock back in.
“Fuck me, Lij…” Dominic looked at Elijah’s face, which was glistening with sweat. “Make love to me…”
Elijah held his cock and inched forward a little until it was pressed against Dominic’s entrance again. Then he pushed it in, and Elijah gripped Dominic’s thighs as he felt him close around him, so hot and so fucking tight.
Elijah remained in that position for a while, before withdrawing and re-entering. His whole body felt on fire as he began to drive his cock in and out of Dominic’s body, and he never took his eyes off Dominic, not once. But Jesus… the pressure inside him was already mounting, and mounting quickly… much too fucking quickly, so he slowed down, and it felt like torture when he withdrew his cock from Dominic entirely.
Elijah held his cock in his hand, and let it brush tantalizingly against Dominic’s puckered entrance, letting it sit there for a few moments. And then slowly, very slowly he pushed it back in, all the way in, until his balls rested against Dominic’s buttocks. He did this slow fucking again, and again, shaking his sweat soaked hair out of his eyes as he did so.
“Jesus, Elijah!” Dominic could hardly bear it… when Elijah did this it intensified the feelings deep inside him so much that he just wanted to grab Elijah and get him to ram his cock in, hard and fast.
But Elijah continued to fuck Dominic, slowly… deliberately slowly… enjoying every single long, torturously slow glide inside him.
“Elijah!” Dominic shouted, but Elijah ignored him. He kissed the inside of Dominic’s knee tasting his sweat-covered skin.
“Lijah… baby… please…I’m fucking begging you…” Dominic’s hand went to his cock, which felt so incredible sensitive that he shuddered under his own touch.
“I’ll do that…” Elijah moved Dominic’s hand away as he spoke, and Dominic groaned as Elijah’s fingers wrapped around him.
Elijah kept up the slow pace for a little while longer, but gradually it began to increase a little… a slow fuck always brought a more powerful orgasm, and he was getting very close to it. So very close. He stroked Dominic a little more, and then stopped. Jesus, he was almost there… just a few more thrusts… and then… and then… Elijah grunted as he drove in hard, really hard, and he came deep inside Dominic’s body.
Dominic felt Elijah’s body tense up and shudder as his cock literally slammed into his body, shifting him along the towel.
Elijah tried to stifle his cry as his release came, but he couldn’t. It was loud and full of emotion, and it took a long time before he could open his eyes again, and when he did he looked down at Dominic who was just lying there… waiting.
Dominic smiled up at him… Elijah didn’t smile back at first. He just stared at Dominic as his body finished riding the waves of euphoria, his whole body tingling and his limbs, heavy.
And then he did smile… and he smiled broadly, and Dominic grinned up at him.
“Jesus…that was fantastic, Dom… fucking fantastic!” Elijah finally found his voice.
“No… you’re fantastic, Elijah!” Dominic removed his legs from Elijah’s shoulders and they fell onto the towels with a dull thud.
“And now, you…” Although he felt like he was still floating, Elijah positioned himself, spreading Dominic’s thighs wide. “Now I have to finish you…Dommie…” He dipped his head and took Dominic’s cock into his mouth, and sucked off the fluid that had gathered there. Dominic groaned, pushing his cock as far into Elijah’s mouth as he could.
“Guhh…Lijah…my God… fuck… my God…”
Elijah sucked hard, taking Dominic all the way in, not gagging at all. Dominic felt the inevitable rush that had been building up during Elijah’s love making begin to take hold again.
“Hhngh…baby… Jesus… Jesus…!!!” Dominic grabbed Elijah’s head, and gripped handfuls of hair as he thrust deeply over and over again into his mouth, that fucking wonderful mouth! And then he came, and his body arched, and Elijah took him all in, swallowing his semen, sucking and sucking, until there was absolutely nothing left.
Dominic remembered to breathe, and finally relaxed, letting his body go limp.
“Hmmm…” Elijah pulled Dominic’s cock out of his mouth, and licked the head, making sure there were no droplets left.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Elijah!” Dominic watched Elijah’s tongue lick him clean. “Jesus, fucking Christ… come here.” Elijah kissed the softening head one last time, and then crawled on top of Dominic. Their sweat slicked bodies slid against each other as they kissed.
“You…” Dominic pushed Elijah’s hair away from his face… “You are… you are…”
“…fantastic?” Elijah finished Dominic’s sentence.
“God, I love you, Elijah.” Dominic pulled Elijah down for another kiss, and when their mouth separated, Elijah managed to whisper. “And I love you, too, Dommie…”
They kissed again…
*
The sea was warm as they waded in… totally naked. Dominic held Elijah’s hand, guiding him in, as the waves washed over their bodies, removing all traces of their lovemaking.
“This feels fucking great!” Elijah held his breath and went under the water, rubbing his hands through his hair in an attempt to wash out all the sand that had inevitably gathered there. “Fucking great!” He emerged and blinked the salt water out of his eyes as he looked for Dominic. He saw him… a blurry figure only a few feet away.
“Ok… Lij?” Dominic took Elijah’s hand again. “Want to swim a little?”
“Yeah… that’ll be cool!”
They swam side by side a little way out, but not too far. Dominic looked back at the beach as they trod water, and described it to Elijah…
“Looks like fucking paradise, Elijah. White sand, palm trees, and blue skies. You can’t see any of the complex… it really does look like a desert island.”
Elijah smiled… he might not be able to see it with his own eyes but he could picture it. He turned on his back and paddled, looking up at nothing but blue sky.
“Robinson Crusoe and Friday… they had to be gay, right?” he suddenly said.
Dominic laughed.
Elijah giggled. “I bet you they were gay… fucked morning, noon and night!”
Dominic laughed again. “Sounds good to me!”
“Me, too…”
“You mean that?” Dominic’s voice became serious as he remembered Elijah’s cutting remarks to him last night.
Elijah stopped paddling and brought his feet down. “I’m sorry, Dom. For saying that. You know I didn’t mean it, don’t you?”
Dominic nodded.
“Dom?”
“Yes…” Dominic smiled. Elijah really could see bugger all. “Yes, Lij. I know. Come on, let’s get back to shore.”
“I love you, Dom.”
“Hey… I know that.” Dominic placed a salty kiss on Elijah’s lips. “Come on… I’ll race you back!” Dominic turned and dived under the water.
“Hey… not fucking fair!”
Dominic surfaced behind Elijah, laughing!
“Come on, Lijah!”
They both swam slowly back to the shore.
“What time is it?” Elijah pulled out a clean towel from his bag and wrapped it around his body.
“No idea!” Dominic took a towel and dried himself off, and then he looked at his watch. “Reckon we’ve got a couple of hours, yet. Let’s stay here, Lij. Lie down with me. Let’s make the most of this. We may never be on a ‘deserted island’ again.”
Elijah giggled as he sat down on the towels.
“Let’s just lie here for an hour, then we can go back. Tomorrow we…” Dominic’s voice trailed off.
“…we go back to the ship…” Elijah answered as he pulled Dominic down with him.
“Are you going to be alright, baby?” Dominic cupped Elijah’s chin as he looked into his eyes. “I mean it’s not too late to alter our travel arrangements.”
“I’ll be ok…” Elijah’s voice took on a steely tone. “I’ll be fine.”
They both lay down and Dominic wrapped his arms around Elijah. “Well you just talk to me, Lij… ok? I’m here for you, always…”
“I know…” Elijah felt a lump rise in his throat. “I know, Dom… and I will…”
Dominic nodded and snuggled into Elijah a little closer. They both drifted off to sleep.
*
Voices…
Dominic opened his eyes and wondered where he was; Elijah was fast asleep in his arms.
People… people were approaching… the hotel guests were back.
“Lij… Lijah.” Dominic shook Elijah awake. “Time to go, baby… it’s time to go.”
Dominic could see people in the distance… their voices carried, which was just as well. They both got dressed quickly and gathered their belongings, and walked along the beach to the complex.
Once in their suite, they dumped the towels in the laundry baskets and showered together. As they dressed for dinner they were quiet, both realising that they didn’t really want to leave the sanctuary of this small piece of paradise.
They walked to the restaurant, hand in hand.
“Are you sure you’re going to be ok?” Dominic was so worried that he just couldn’t keep it to himself.
“Dom… I’ll be fine.” Elijah squeezed Dominic’s hand reassuringly.
“I mean…”
“Dom… I said don’t worry. I have you… I’ll be fine…really.”
Dominic stopped Elijah and held both his hands… he looked into Elijah’s eyes to search there for the truth.
“Dom… I let my guard slip… I let it all back in… but you helped me… your love has helped me. I’ll be fine.”
Dominic took Elijah’s face in his hands and kissed him.
tbc
Author/Email: Salogel (salogel42@hotmail.com)
Pairing: Dom/Elijah
Rating: NC17
Summary: Dom and Lij spend a few days in Mauritius.
WARNING: Extremely graphic sex
Feedback: Yes please
Archive:Sal's Hobbit Haven
Disclaimer: None of this happened or will ever happen. It is all made up in my overactive mind.
Additional Notes: Any flashbacks are written as they happened, and not necessarily as a point of view.
Previous chapters can be found here.
World Trip
Chapter 30 – Mauritius
Peace and tranquility… Dominic closed his eyes as he sat on the terrace and listened to nothing… and nothing sounded very good to him, right now. Their ship was anchored on the far side of the island, and its passengers had scattered far and wide, but not many came to this area. For the most part everyone else seemed to want to stay on the west coast of the island. Maybe they were worried that the ship would leave without them? Dominic chuckled at this thought. People could be very strange, but he for one was glad that they had left the hustle and bustle of the ship behind them, if only for a few days, and he was sure that Elijah was feeling the same way, too.
The hotel they were staying in was nothing short of exquisite. Situated on the northeast coast of Mauritius, it was a tropical haven overlooking a peaceful lagoon and a coral barrier reef. The colour of the ocean surrounding the complex was turquoise, and that along side the white sandy beaches, made it feel like they had truly stepped into paradise.
Dominic could feel sleep edging in, and it didn’t surprise him. They had docked at Port Louis late yesterday evening, and then boarded a coach for the journey across the island to this hotel. On arrival, both of them were awestruck by the beauty of the place, and once they had deposited their luggage in their suite, they had gone exploring.
Elijah had really excelled this time with his choice of accommodation, even he hadn’t realised it was going to be as grand as this. The theme of the hotel was ‘spice’. Everywhere the colours were rich browns, golds, reds, oranges and yellows. Most of the furniture was made from very heavy wood, including the items in their suite. Elijah had jokingly commented that he was glad the hotel hadn’t done the usual thing and booked them into a room with two single beds, if that had been the case, they would never have been able to push them together.
The guest accommodation consisted of suites scattered along pristine beaches and landscaped gardens. Each suite had its own private terrace or balcony, and the suite Dominic and Elijah were located in, looked out over the lagoon.
They had spent a long time sitting on the terrace last night, well into the early hours of the morning, just sipping wine, and talking. Dominic wouldn’t deny that it was great not having people milling around again. They could be as private as they wanted to be on this island break, and if he had his way they wouldn’t do a thing. Their suite was fairly big with a sitting area inside, and with the terrace looking out over one of the most fantastic views he had ever seen, why go anywhere?
Elijah, of course, had other ideas. Dominic heard him enter the suite.
“Dom!”
“Out here!” Dominic called as he shook himself out of his semi-slumber.
Elijah dumped a pile of brochures on the table and sat opposite him. “There,” he declared. “So what do you want to do?”
“If I said you, would that count?” Dominic asked, not really wanting to look at any brochures.
Elijah snorted. “I’m being serious, here.”
“Well, so am I!” Dominic quickly stood up and pulled Elijah to his feet. He took his warm body into his arms, and kissed him.
“Ok…what do I want to do? Let me think a moment.” Dominic took a quick glance at the brochures on the table and then smiled as he looked at Elijah’s quizzical expression. “Is there an Elijah Wood excursion available?” he asked as his lips began to travel along Elijah’s chin. “Preferably one that lasts a lifetime, and with a ‘no money back guarantee’?”
Elijah couldn’t help smiling as he looked into Dominic’s glinting eyes. “Yes,” he whispered. “I think there is one…” he cupped Dominic’s chin and kissed him - hard.
“Hmm… how much?” Dominic began walking backwards towards the bay doors, pulling Elijah along with him.
Elijah thought for a moment. “How about a blow job, and a quick fuck for starters?”
“Hmm… a blow job yes… but a quick fuck? Don’t think I can manage that.”
“No?” Elijah looked mildly surprised.
Dominic stepped inside the cool suite… “I have a feeling it may last all day.”
***
“Now, are you sure this is a good idea, Lij?” Dominic looked at the snorkel gear that Elijah had hired. “I mean you’ll see fuck all anyway, without your glasses, so there’s not much point.”
Elijah looked at the facemask, and slipped it on. “It’ll be cool, I can wear my lenses and as long as I remember not to take this off while my face is in the water, everything should work out fine.”
“And if you do… then you’ll be fucked. You’ll be as blind as bat for the rest of the voyage.”
“Don’t worry.” Elijah pulled the mask off and blinked. “I’ll be careful.”
“You should have replaced your glasses in Durban, Lij. I did tell you.” Dominic placed the snorkel in his mouth and bit onto the rubber plugs to hold it in place. Yuk, what a fucking foul taste!
“I know that! Think I don’t know that, Dom? No more fucking lectures, please. You’ve done it to death, already.”
“Lijah…” Dominic removed the snorkel. How many times had he said what he was about to say? “We’re on a fucking sea voyage, and if you lose your contacts, you’re fucking buggered. It’s not like you to overlook this sort of thing, is it?”
Elijah sighed and tossed the facemask onto the table. He knew that Dominic was right, but he had had other things on his mind before boarding the ship, things he knew he had to confront and deal with. Shit!
Elijah sat down wearily on one of the sun chairs. “I just want to go snorkeling, that’s all. I missed out on the surfing in South Africa, and the hotel brochure shows some fantastic marine life here, Dom. I just want to see it. Christ! Why are there always fucking obstacles?”
“Aw, Lij… I know.” Dominic’s heart went out to Elijah; he hated seeing him disappointed. “I don’t know what to suggest… but I don’t want you to risk it, Lij. You know you’ll be pissed off and angry with yourself if you lose your lenses. And I’ll have to live with you!”
Elijah didn’t smile.
“Get yourself sorted in Sydney, and we can go surfing and snorkeling then, without any worries. We’ve got The Great Barrier Reef to see, Lij. Now that is worth seeing!”
“Yeah, you’re right….” Elijah suddenly kicked out at an empty chair. “Bastard!” He cursed loudly. He had never been negligent when it came to his eyesight before. Fuck it all… fuck everything!
“Come on,” Dominic frowned; Elijah had not lost the edginess that seemed to be dogging him since leaving South Africa. “Let’s take a long walk and have lunch in the floating restaurant, then when we get back we’ll take another look at your brochures and decide on something else. How’s that sound?”
“Well there is this yacht excursion…and it looks pretty cool.” Elijah’s enthusiasm suddenly began to grow again. “According to the receptionist, everyone staying in the hotel goes on it.”
Dominic smiled, but inwardly he thought that going to sea on a tourist packed yacht did not sound very appealing.
“Sounds great, Lij. We’ll check that out later. Come on… I’m getting hungry.”
*
The sun was beginning to sink to the horizon, and the sky was awash with glorious hues of pinks and gold, but Elijah wasn’t looking at it. Well he was, but he wasn’t seeing it.
Dominic was inside the suite sitting on their bed, wishing he had kept his fucking opinionated mouth shut.
He had told Elijah that he wasn’t interested in the yacht trip, but he had a great idea instead. And of course Elijah blew up, and he had every right too, because Dominic knew he was being his utter selfish self again.
“Three days, Dom!” Elijah had unexpectedly turned on him. “We’ve been here three fucking days and have done fuck all! What is it with you? It’s like you’re becoming a fucking recluse.”
“Lij… calm down.”
“I don’t get it, Dom. I just don’t get it!”
Then Elijah had walked outside.
Dominic looked through the open doors, momentarily stunned by Elijah’s sudden outburst. Elijah was leaning on the wooden fence, looking over the lagoon, silhouetted against the dying rays of the sun. The scene looked like a watercolour, and Dominic would love to have taken a photo of it, but he didn’t think that would have gone down well at this particular moment.
But in a way Elijah was right. Since the whole bloody Hasad thing Dominic knew he had grown wary of people, and he much preferred their own company if that was at all an option, but as for becoming a recluse… well that was plain bollocks. They had just spent four weeks with thirty other people, with barely any time alone together apart from during the night… hardly reclusive at all!
He made his way outside and stood behind Elijah.
“Lij…?”
Elijah didn’t move.
“Lijah…?” Dominic rested his hands on Elijah’s shoulders and could feel how tense he was. “Lij, I’m sorry… It’s just…”
“I want to see some of the island, Dom.” Elijah did not turn around. “And I swear I’ll do it without you.”
Dominic swallowed hard; he could hear the hurt in Elijah’s voice.
“Well, we can,” he offered. “We can hire a private boat, less crowded, more personal… we’ll get to see more… and…”
Elijah turned around. “Sometimes, I just really don’t fucking understand you…” Elijah pushed past Dominic and went inside their room, picked up his jacket, and disappeared through the main door.
Dominic watched the door close, not quite believing what had just happened, and then he took off after Elijah and quickly caught up with him.
“Lij, fucking hell… don’t just walk off!”
“I need some space.” Elijah kept on walking
“What?” Dominic stopped Elijah by grabbing him by the wrist and spinning him around to face him. “Now what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“There’s more to this holiday than just fucking, Dom!” Elijah pulled Dominic’s hand off him.
Dominic remained silent for a moment and then trying to lift the mood, he replied. “There is?” But the look on Elijah’s face told him that he had failed miserably.
Elijah shook his head. “You’re fucking incredible… just… just fucking leave me alone!” Then he walked off again.
“Now just a second…” Dominic raced in front of Elijah. “Just you stop there, Lij!”
Elijah stood where he was and folded his arms. He had a look of defiance on his face, and Dominic had to fight down the over-whelming urge to just kiss him, anything… anything to take away whatever it was that was eating him up like this.
“Fuck… Lijah, I don’t know what’s up with you, but I’m not going to lie… I don’t want to go on that yacht because it will be crowded, not when I can be here with you, on our own, totally free to do what we want. Just think of it, Elijah.” Dominic’s voice softened. “This place will be deserted. It’ll more than likely be just you and me here, for the whole day. No other fuckers around… think what we can do.”
“You mean fuck anywhere, anytime?” Elijah stared directly into Dominic’s eyes and saw him flinch at his snarky remark.
“Well… make love to you… yes…” Dominic’s voice dropped to a whisper, and Elijah suddenly felt guilty.
“I love you, Elijah.” Dominic took Elijah’s hands. “And I know I’m a selfish bastard wanting you all to myself, I admit it. But we are going to be back on that ship in two days, and it will be busy, and noisy, and there will be nowhere we will be able to go on our own, apart from our cabin. I just wanted to enjoy these few days here alone with you. But if you really want to go on the yacht, with all the others… then ok… let’s do it.”
Elijah looked down at Dominic’s hands holding his. Back on that ship… Jesus his emotions were all over the place right now, and he shouldn’t be so fucking angry with Dominic, who did nothing but love him, and love him with such a passion, too.
“Lij…?”
Elijah didn’t look up. His eyes remained lowered. He didn’t really give a fuck about the yacht! Fuck, he didn’t know what he thought! He hated feeling like this! And he shouldn’t be feeling like this… this shouldn’t be happening! Christ! You have to fucking forget it, Elijah!
“What is it, Lij?” Dominic’s voice was full of concern.
Elijah knew that when they set out on this holiday he would want to see as much of every country as he possibly could, and Dominic had quite happily left the organising to him. Apart from Morocco, Dominic didn’t really care too much where they went or what they saw, all he cared about was spending as much time with Elijah as possible, and of course Elijah knew that, and understood.
In fact, Dominic had never really asked for much at all, he went everywhere that Elijah wanted to go, without argument or complaint… and he had even jumped off a fucking bridge for him…
But none of that was the reason why he was upset. Jesus fuck, he was taking it all out on Dom, and he fucking hated himself for it.
“Lij…?” Dominic raised Elijah’s chin so he could look at him. “What is it, baby… what’s eating you? This is not like you…”
Elijah suddenly flung his arms around Dominic and hugged him tightly. “I’m so sorry, Dom…I’m so sorry…”
“Hey…” Dominic’s arms went around Elijah. “It’s ok… really… we can go on the boat. It’s no big deal.”
“No…” Elijah unexpectedly found himself fighting back tears. “No…no you’re right, Dom… we’ll stay behind. It’ll be good.”
They held each other for a while, and only pulled apart when a party of guests passed by.
Dominic took Elijah’s hand, looked at him long and hard, and then led him down to the beach. Elijah was going to talk to him… he had to… they were not going to return to their suite until he found out what the fuck was bugging him. They both sat on a wooden bench and looked out at the darkening sky, a soft breeze rustled the palm leaves on the tree above them.
“So… Lij…” Dominic squeezed Elijah’s hand as he spoke gently. “Are you going to tell me what’s really the matter? Your mood has been up and down over the past few days. Is it me, Lij? I can be such a twat, I know that, I’d hate to think that I am upsetting you.”
Elijah remained silent, trying to collect his jumbled thoughts, not sure that talking would help… well forgetting didn’t help either, did it?… because it was all still there…
“Lij…?” Dominic urged.
“What…? No…” Elijah shook his head as he finally broke the silence. “No, Dom. It’s not you.” Jesus, he couldn’t fucking talk about it. He didn’t want to talk about it… he would be ok. Once they got to Australia he would be fine. No point in bringing it all up now. Just grit your teeth, get on with it… then it’ll be over. Best way.
But Elijah could see that Dominic was waiting for an answer. Fuck!
“Lijah?”
“I don’t know…” Elijah decided he had better come up with some sort of explanation for his up and down mood swings. He searched for something to say. “It’s kinda weird, Dom,” he began “… it’s sort of like…umm… I’m not sure how to put this. It’s like… it’s like… well… it’s like sometimes I feel I would like a holiday from our holiday.”
Dominic suddenly felt a knot twist in his stomach, and he felt sick as he hardly dared ask the question. “You mean a break from me, don’t you, Lij?”
“Don’t be fucking stupid!” Elijah suddenly felt incredibly pissed off by Dominic’s reply. He looked at Dominic and saw that familiar look of panic on his face. “That’s not what I fucking meant at all!”
Dominic could feel his eyes welling up.
“For Christ’s sake! Don’t always think it’s about you, Dominic,” Elijah’s tone became harsh. “Because sometimes you know, it fucking isn’t!”
Dominic went silent for a moment. Elijah looked angry and on the verge of tears.
Dominic stood up and toed the sand as he looked out at the dark ocean; he waited for Elijah to say something else. But Elijah just sat there, hands clasped - staring at the sand.
Dominic shoved his hands in his pockets as he turned his attention back to Elijah. “Well…?”
Elijah looked up at him. “Well what?” he snapped.
“Jesus Christ! Fucking talk to me, Elijah. What the fuck is it?” Dominic knew his voice was raised, but Elijah was beginning to scare him. “How can I fucking help you or understand whatever the fuck it is, if you don’t talk to me?”
Elijah jumped to his feet. He looked furious, and upset at the same time.
Dominic could see an internal struggle going on inside him. “Just tell me, Lijah! Fucking tell me.”
“Fuck… Fuck!” Elijah swore, as he broke eye contact with Dominic and looked down at the white sand dusting his trainers. “Right… ok…” He took a deep breath as he wiped his eyes. “You want to know what’s fucking wrong? I’ll tell you. It’s pathetic and stupid… and I can’t believe it is affecting me like this… but if you really want to…”
“Baby… I just want to help you. You haven’t been yourself these past few days, not since we left Durban. And if I’ve done something to upset you… then I just want to …”
“Dom! Shut up… fucking shut up!”
Dominic swallowed hard and nodded.
Elijah stepped away from Dominic and stared out at the sea. He felt a hot tear run down his cheek, and had to fight to try and stay in control. This was so unreal… this was so not him… this was so… Christ…just fucking tell him…
“I… it’s the ship,” Elijah voice was so quiet that Dominic could barely hear him.
“Lij…?”
“It’s the ship, Dom. It’s like it’s the same ship…” There he’d said it… fucking said it, and now he just wanted to cry.
Dominic stared at Elijah for a moment trying to understand what he meant, and then closed his eyes as realisation began to dawn on him.
Elijah turned to look at Dominic, his face full of anguish. “I don’t like the ship,” he repeated, his voice was shaky. “There are places on that ship which remind me… remind me of… I mean, they are identical… it’s like… it’s like I’m back there, Dom… looking for him… and… and…” Elijah’s voice suddenly trailed off, as he recalled boarding the ship with Dominic, and being totally shocked as memories of Hasad’s relentless pursuit of him came flooding back in a torrent.
Elijah had deliberately locked those memories away after the attack… he didn’t want them; he had refused to talk about them or let them take over in any form. But even before the ship had left the harbour in Durban, Elijah knew he was in trouble. He had been about to enter one of the many rest rooms on the ship, and found that he couldn’t. He stopped and stood there holding the door half open, fighting off memories of the last time he had been in this position. Then the door had suddenly swung open yanking him into the room and he had been transported back in an instant…
“Oh, Lijah…” Dominic went to Elijah and took him into his arms. “Baby, why didn’t you tell me this before?”
“I don’t want this… I don’t want these memories… but I was back there…” Elijah’s voice was quiet. He pressed the side of his face against Dominic’s shoulder… his eyes unblinking, staring as he remembered. “He never left me alone, Dom… he was always there… everywhere I went… he was going to kill me… I know he was… and… and I couldn’t tell you… I thought I would never see you again…”
“Lijah… it’s ok… it’s ok…” Dominic held Elijah a little tighter.
“He hurt me, Dom… he hurt me… and… and then… and then you left me… and I didn’t know what to do… and I was so scared he would come back... and you were gone…” He buried his face in Dominic’s neck.
“Jesus… Lijah…” Dominic ran his fingers through Elijah’s hair as he held him close, he could feel his body trembling and he knew that he was crying.
Elijah had never mentioned the Hasad incident to him again, since he had almost walked out on him in Athens. Dominic knew what a determined person Elijah was, knew he was strong willed, and he knew his absolute need not let what happen on that ship in March, affect his life, or their relationship… or anything. But Dominic knew it never paid to bottle things up, he had learnt that the hard way. Things always had a way of catching up with you, no matter how much you try to forget them, or bury them or plain just deny that they had ever happened.
Elijah could have changed the travel arrangements, they could have flown to Sydney, forget about a month-long sea voyage. But Dominic knew Elijah only too well. That would have meant giving in, that would have meant that Hasad would have had an influence on his life, and Elijah would never have allowed that, not ever.
Dominic didn’t really know what went on during that week when they crossed the Aegean Sea. Elijah had told him the reasons why he had not informed him of Hasad’s attentions, but that was all. He had no idea what Elijah had endured during Hasad’s attack, only his injuries told him that part of the story.
But here was Elijah, sobbing in his arms four months after it had happened. This was so out of character for Elijah… Elijah was always strong…nothing beat him down… nothing!
“It’s like it’s the same ship, Dom… and I don’t like it…” Elijah whispered between his sobs. “I don’t like it…” He raised his head to look into Dominic’s face. “I feel like I want to go home.”
“Oh, baby…” Dominic held Elijah even tighter. “I’m here…everything is going to be alright… and it’s alright to cry too, Lij. Really it is… I love you so much.”
***
Breakfast in an empty restaurant. Dominic and Elijah sat down with large bowls of fresh fruit in front of them. They had risen late, and had not seen a soul when they left their suite. It was as Dominic had envisaged, the place was deserted.
The restaurant staff were very attentive to their two guests, after all they had very little else to do.
Elijah was quiet throughout the meal, but did manage to eat. His eyes were red and puffy - they had both fallen asleep late last night, and Elijah never once moved out of Dominic’s arms, as he usually did. Dominic had lain awake for a very long time, his hands constantly stroking Elijah’s skin, comforting him, soothing him, just letting him know that he was there… that he would always be there, and in the morning Elijah felt a little better. Exhausted, but better.
Suggestions of flying to Sydney were brushed aside. Once Dominic had got Elijah back to their suite, and into their bed, they had talked long into the night. This was a vulnerable side of Elijah that Dominic had never seen before, he had always been so strong, so independent, and never took shit from anyone. He hoped that Hasad was rotting away, in a forgotten cell somewhere. No fucking bastard hurts his Elijah and gets away with it! How he wished Elijah hadn’t stopped him laying into the fucking cunt! Christ, he could feel liquid fury flowing through his veins.
But it dissipated quickly when he looked at Elijah falling asleep beside him. I’ll always protect you baby. You know that, don’t you? I love you so much…
*
Hot sunshine, a deserted beach, and warm lapping waves. It was mid morning by the time Elijah and Dominic strolled along the sand, looking for an appropriate place to pitch their gear for the remainder of the day. They were spoilt for choice.
They decided to walk along the beach as far as away as possible from the main complex, to a palm tree shaded area, and there they settled. Elijah spread the large bath towels they had brought with them over the sand, and then sat down. Dominic pulled his t-shirt over his head, and looked towards the ocean.
“Coming in?” he asked.
Elijah shook his head. “Maybe later.”
“Want me to rub oil on you?”
Elijah nodded as he dug in his bag for the sun oil. He removed his t-shirt and Dominic knelt behind him, and began applying the sun protection, spreading it over Elijah’s exposed skin.
“Turn around, Lij.” Elijah did so. He was quite capable of finishing the job himself but he let Dominic carry on, he was enjoying this, and Dominic’s fingers were helping smooth away some of the tension he was feeling.
“Nice?” Dominic asked as his fingers ran under the waistband of Elijah’s bermudas.
“Very,” Elijah replied.
Dominic grinned. “That’s great.”
Elijah looked over Dominic’s shoulder at the vast expanse of empty beach behind him. “It’s like being on a desert island,” he said thinking out loud.
“It is…” Dominic massaged the oil into Elijah’s shoulders causing Elijah’s eyes to close in pure bliss.
Then Elijah felt Dominic’s lips press against his. They were warm and soft, and he opened his mouth to let Dominic’s tongue in. It filled his mouth, exploring, probing, and curling around his own tongue. It was a deep kiss that lasted a while, and when they finally separated, Elijah frowned, wanting more, so he pulled Dominic back again for another kiss, which was deeper, longer, and harder. So much so that Dominic was quite breathless when Elijah finally pulled away.
“You… ok, Lij?” Dominic pressed his fingers to his swollen lips; they were tingling.
Elijah didn’t say anything as he kissed Dominic again. And as he did so he pushed Dominic down on the towel and lowered his body on top of him, their mouths barely broke contact.
Dominic wrapped his arms around Elijah’s body, enjoying this sudden unexpected moment of passion. He wasn’t sure where it was going to lead, or if it would lead to anything, especially out here in full view of anyone and everyone. Except, of course, there wasn’t anyone. The beach was well and truly empty.
Elijah sat up, straddling Dominic. He pushed his hair out of his eyes as he took Dominic’s hand and pressed it against the growing bulge in his shorts. Dominic could feel the hardness against his palm and he slowly began to undo Elijah’s button and zipper. Elijah helped by lifting his cock free, and Dominic took it, running his fingers up and down its entire length.
God, Elijah looked beautiful sitting on him like that. Dominic’s eyes flickered from Elijah’s face, to his cock and then back to his face again. Elijah’s expression was serious, and Dominic knew that look very well - he now knew where this was going.
Elijah helped Dominic wriggle out of his shorts as he remained partially straddling his lover. Dominic’s cock lay flat and hard against his stomach, pale in comparison to the darkness of his tanned skin. Elijah scooted backwards a little so that he could lean forward and lick it, much to Dominic’s pure delight. Elijah’s tongue felt wonderful as it worked its way up and down, leaving long trails of saliva in its wake.
Dominic closed his eyes as he enjoyed the sensation of Elijah’s mouth on him, God, this was fantastic… doing this out here, in the open… it felt like a dream.
“Dom…” Elijah spoke softly as his mouth released Dominic and he stood up, stepping out of his shorts.
Dominic opened his eyes, and blinked against the sunlight, Elijah was standing over him, his cock jutting out, just ready for sucking. Dominic quickly got onto his knees and took Elijah’s cock in his mouth. As his lips slowly slid over it, Elijah’s fingers ran through Dominic’s short hair trying to find purchase, but not finding any. Elijah groaned as Dominic’s hand cupped his balls and squeezed them gently, before kissing them as they rested in his hand. He ran his tongue back along the hard shaft standing out so hard in front of him. Dominic always wished he was capable of taking it all into his mouth.
Fuck... Elijah tasted good, a mixture of salt, sweat and sun oil, Dominic sucked it all off, long hard sucks, with small kisses at the end, over the slit, letting his tongue dart in and out quickly, making Elijah squirm every time he did it.
Elijah felt that he could remain in this position forever, with his cock sliding in and out of Dominic’s mouth. He watched Dominic suck him in, watched how his tongue curled around the head of his cock, and how his lips closed over him, stopping just under the ridge, and then tug-suck from there. Yes, he could just stay here and let Dominic suck everything out of him… and it was tempting, but he had a much stronger need.
He wanted Dominic… wanted to be inside Dominic. Fill this man who loved him with a love which was more than love. So much more… Elijah knew he could never put into words his true feelings for Dominic, no matter how much he tried, so making love to him was the only way he felt he could really let him know.
Because he did love him. He loved him so fucking much that it hurt at times… and he needed him… dear God, after last night, he hadn’t realised just how much he really needed him. Just being with him, lying with him, in the arms of the man he knew would never leave him, and always protect him. His love and need for Dominic was intense… but telling Dominic wasn’t easy. Showing him was.
Elijah pulled his cock free from Dominic’s mouth and dropped to his knees. He took Dominic’s face in his hands and kissed him hard, bruising his lips once more.
“I fucking love you, Dom.” Elijah’s voice was low as he kissed Dominic again. Dominic just closed his eyes, losing himself in Elijah’s obvious desire for him.
“Come here, baby…” Elijah lay down on his back and Dominic couldn’t help but smile a little… Elijah never called him baby. “Turn around, Dom.” Elijah watched Dominic twist over him and lower himself, and then he jolted when he felt Dominic suck his cock in again. Elijah propped himself up on one elbow, and looked at Dominic’s buttocks only inches away from his face.
He coated his thumb with saliva and smeared it over Dominic’s entrance, as he did this he felt Dominic’s mouth release him. Elijah added more saliva by using his tongue, and Dominic’s body trembled each time he was licked.
God, he fucking loved this…! Dominic closed his eyes; his lips every now and then - when he remembered to breathe - placed a delicate kiss at the tip of Elijah’s cock. His whole body was awash with waves of pleasure as Elijah’s tongue began undoing him. Elijah didn’t just lick… he sucked, and probed, and kissed, and occasionally his teeth scraped the delicate flesh which fucking drove Dominic’s body into a silent frenzy. Dominic wanted to pull away, and at the same time, stay … pull away because it was almost too intense… too overwhelming… but stay because it was fucking exquisite having Elijah’s mouth on him like that. Oh yes, he fucking loved it when Elijah did this… which wasn’t often enough… not nearly often enough.
Elijah continued to work on Dominic, enjoying this most intimate of acts. He could feel Dominic’s body reacting by the way it shuddered, jerked and trembled under his touch. And when he finally pushed his saliva-coated thumb inside Dominic, he heard Dominic groan as his body took it in. Elijah rotated his thumb against the tightness, squeezing in on it, adding more saliva, until he finally felt the ring of muscle begin to relax.
More sucking and licking - Elijah buried his tongue in deeply. Dominic’s eyes were clamped shut as his body involuntarily squirmed. Elijah held him firmly, arms wrapped around his thighs holding him still and in place. Elijah’s cock, so hard and hot, pressed against the side of Dominic’s face; he couldn’t even catch his breath to lick it anymore. In fact he couldn’t do anything anymore, he felt as if Elijah’s mouth was sending him spiraling into oblivion…
Then… it stopped… and Dominic managed to take in a breath… a long juddering breath. His entire body shook as he felt Elijah gently push him away.
Dominic knelt beside Elijah, wondering how Elijah wanted to do this. Elijah remained on his back and reached out for the sun oil to use as a lubricant. He squeezed a large amount of it in one hand, and into Dominic’s hands. Dominic smothered it over Elijah’s cock, making it glisten, and then he looked at Elijah for further instruction.
“I want to see you, Dom.” Elijah held out a hand and helped Dominic straddle him, so that his knees were on either side of his body. Dominic could feel Elijah’s cock nudging against his buttocks. He leant forward to kiss Elijah, and as he did so he felt Elijah push his oil-coated fingers back inside him, while their kiss went deep, bruisingly deep.
Then Elijah removed his fingers and positioned his cock in their place. Dominic slowly began to sit up; he used one hand to keep Elijah’s cock in place, and as always there was a moment of resistance, a feeling of discomfort before his body finally gave way, and Elijah slipped inside.
Dominic lowered himself inch, by inch, feeling Elijah stretch him open. His eyes never left Elijah’s face and they both looked at each other, and gradually, Dominic took all of Elijah in.
Elijah bent his knees to support Dominic’s back, causing a gasp from Dominic as his cock moved deeper inside him. Then he reached out his arms to Dominic and they held hands, interlocking their fingers. They didn’t move for a while, they just remained in that position, looking at one another…
Elijah’s eyes ran over Dominic’s body, from his flushed face, along his tanned torso, and down to his cock, which looked so fucking hard standing out in front of him. Dominic moved his knees slightly, and Elijah held his breath. The tightness surrounding his cock was staggering, having Dominic impaled on him like this was so fucking wonderful, and he needed this… so fucking needed it right now. I love you, Dom. Elijah felt an unexpected wave of emotion engulf him, and he tried blinking away the tears he could feel forming.
“You ok, baby?” Dominic asked as he saw Elijah’s eyes well up.
Elijah nodded and swallowed hard as he closed his eyes. He became more aware of the heat and pressure on his cock as it remained inside Dominic, unmoving. Dominic’s fingers intertwined with his own a little more.
“I love you, Lijah” Elijah heard Dominic whisper, and as he opened his eyes he knew that tears were running free.
Dominic gently wiped the tears away, and smiled at his lover lying underneath him. Then he began moving, allowing Elijah’s cock to slide out a little and then back in again. Elijah groaned in appreciation, and Dominic closed his eyes, enjoying every sensation that Elijah was giving him.
“Dom…”
Dominic opened his eyes to look at Elijah, and the feeling of love that washed over him was so incredibly intense, that he thought he too, might cry. Being joined to Elijah like this… was… beautiful…
Elijah reached out to place his fingers on Dominic’s lips. Dominic kissed them. Then Elijah slipped his hand behind Dominic’s head and pulled him down so that they could kiss properly - his cock slipped out, but they kissed passionately.
“I want you, Dom… I want you…” Elijah murmured as their mouths broke contact and then met again. “Love you… I love you…” Then Elijah rolled Dominic over onto his back, their cocks ground together, and then they kissed deeply once more.
“Want you, Dommie…” Elijah’s voice was a whisper as he knelt in between Dominic’s legs. He looked at Dominic’s cock and took hold of it, giving it a few long, firm strokes, making Dominic’s body writhe under his touch. “Want you so fucking much…”
Elijah raised Dominic’s legs so that his knees rested over his slim shoulders, and then he pushed his thumb and then fingers inside Dominic again, making sure he was still open, and still relaxed enough to take his cock back in.
“Fuck me, Lij…” Dominic looked at Elijah’s face, which was glistening with sweat. “Make love to me…”
Elijah held his cock and inched forward a little until it was pressed against Dominic’s entrance again. Then he pushed it in, and Elijah gripped Dominic’s thighs as he felt him close around him, so hot and so fucking tight.
Elijah remained in that position for a while, before withdrawing and re-entering. His whole body felt on fire as he began to drive his cock in and out of Dominic’s body, and he never took his eyes off Dominic, not once. But Jesus… the pressure inside him was already mounting, and mounting quickly… much too fucking quickly, so he slowed down, and it felt like torture when he withdrew his cock from Dominic entirely.
Elijah held his cock in his hand, and let it brush tantalizingly against Dominic’s puckered entrance, letting it sit there for a few moments. And then slowly, very slowly he pushed it back in, all the way in, until his balls rested against Dominic’s buttocks. He did this slow fucking again, and again, shaking his sweat soaked hair out of his eyes as he did so.
“Jesus, Elijah!” Dominic could hardly bear it… when Elijah did this it intensified the feelings deep inside him so much that he just wanted to grab Elijah and get him to ram his cock in, hard and fast.
But Elijah continued to fuck Dominic, slowly… deliberately slowly… enjoying every single long, torturously slow glide inside him.
“Elijah!” Dominic shouted, but Elijah ignored him. He kissed the inside of Dominic’s knee tasting his sweat-covered skin.
“Lijah… baby… please…I’m fucking begging you…” Dominic’s hand went to his cock, which felt so incredible sensitive that he shuddered under his own touch.
“I’ll do that…” Elijah moved Dominic’s hand away as he spoke, and Dominic groaned as Elijah’s fingers wrapped around him.
Elijah kept up the slow pace for a little while longer, but gradually it began to increase a little… a slow fuck always brought a more powerful orgasm, and he was getting very close to it. So very close. He stroked Dominic a little more, and then stopped. Jesus, he was almost there… just a few more thrusts… and then… and then… Elijah grunted as he drove in hard, really hard, and he came deep inside Dominic’s body.
Dominic felt Elijah’s body tense up and shudder as his cock literally slammed into his body, shifting him along the towel.
Elijah tried to stifle his cry as his release came, but he couldn’t. It was loud and full of emotion, and it took a long time before he could open his eyes again, and when he did he looked down at Dominic who was just lying there… waiting.
Dominic smiled up at him… Elijah didn’t smile back at first. He just stared at Dominic as his body finished riding the waves of euphoria, his whole body tingling and his limbs, heavy.
And then he did smile… and he smiled broadly, and Dominic grinned up at him.
“Jesus…that was fantastic, Dom… fucking fantastic!” Elijah finally found his voice.
“No… you’re fantastic, Elijah!” Dominic removed his legs from Elijah’s shoulders and they fell onto the towels with a dull thud.
“And now, you…” Although he felt like he was still floating, Elijah positioned himself, spreading Dominic’s thighs wide. “Now I have to finish you…Dommie…” He dipped his head and took Dominic’s cock into his mouth, and sucked off the fluid that had gathered there. Dominic groaned, pushing his cock as far into Elijah’s mouth as he could.
“Guhh…Lijah…my God… fuck… my God…”
Elijah sucked hard, taking Dominic all the way in, not gagging at all. Dominic felt the inevitable rush that had been building up during Elijah’s love making begin to take hold again.
“Hhngh…baby… Jesus… Jesus…!!!” Dominic grabbed Elijah’s head, and gripped handfuls of hair as he thrust deeply over and over again into his mouth, that fucking wonderful mouth! And then he came, and his body arched, and Elijah took him all in, swallowing his semen, sucking and sucking, until there was absolutely nothing left.
Dominic remembered to breathe, and finally relaxed, letting his body go limp.
“Hmmm…” Elijah pulled Dominic’s cock out of his mouth, and licked the head, making sure there were no droplets left.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Elijah!” Dominic watched Elijah’s tongue lick him clean. “Jesus, fucking Christ… come here.” Elijah kissed the softening head one last time, and then crawled on top of Dominic. Their sweat slicked bodies slid against each other as they kissed.
“You…” Dominic pushed Elijah’s hair away from his face… “You are… you are…”
“…fantastic?” Elijah finished Dominic’s sentence.
“God, I love you, Elijah.” Dominic pulled Elijah down for another kiss, and when their mouth separated, Elijah managed to whisper. “And I love you, too, Dommie…”
They kissed again…
*
The sea was warm as they waded in… totally naked. Dominic held Elijah’s hand, guiding him in, as the waves washed over their bodies, removing all traces of their lovemaking.
“This feels fucking great!” Elijah held his breath and went under the water, rubbing his hands through his hair in an attempt to wash out all the sand that had inevitably gathered there. “Fucking great!” He emerged and blinked the salt water out of his eyes as he looked for Dominic. He saw him… a blurry figure only a few feet away.
“Ok… Lij?” Dominic took Elijah’s hand again. “Want to swim a little?”
“Yeah… that’ll be cool!”
They swam side by side a little way out, but not too far. Dominic looked back at the beach as they trod water, and described it to Elijah…
“Looks like fucking paradise, Elijah. White sand, palm trees, and blue skies. You can’t see any of the complex… it really does look like a desert island.”
Elijah smiled… he might not be able to see it with his own eyes but he could picture it. He turned on his back and paddled, looking up at nothing but blue sky.
“Robinson Crusoe and Friday… they had to be gay, right?” he suddenly said.
Dominic laughed.
Elijah giggled. “I bet you they were gay… fucked morning, noon and night!”
Dominic laughed again. “Sounds good to me!”
“Me, too…”
“You mean that?” Dominic’s voice became serious as he remembered Elijah’s cutting remarks to him last night.
Elijah stopped paddling and brought his feet down. “I’m sorry, Dom. For saying that. You know I didn’t mean it, don’t you?”
Dominic nodded.
“Dom?”
“Yes…” Dominic smiled. Elijah really could see bugger all. “Yes, Lij. I know. Come on, let’s get back to shore.”
“I love you, Dom.”
“Hey… I know that.” Dominic placed a salty kiss on Elijah’s lips. “Come on… I’ll race you back!” Dominic turned and dived under the water.
“Hey… not fucking fair!”
Dominic surfaced behind Elijah, laughing!
“Come on, Lijah!”
They both swam slowly back to the shore.
“What time is it?” Elijah pulled out a clean towel from his bag and wrapped it around his body.
“No idea!” Dominic took a towel and dried himself off, and then he looked at his watch. “Reckon we’ve got a couple of hours, yet. Let’s stay here, Lij. Lie down with me. Let’s make the most of this. We may never be on a ‘deserted island’ again.”
Elijah giggled as he sat down on the towels.
“Let’s just lie here for an hour, then we can go back. Tomorrow we…” Dominic’s voice trailed off.
“…we go back to the ship…” Elijah answered as he pulled Dominic down with him.
“Are you going to be alright, baby?” Dominic cupped Elijah’s chin as he looked into his eyes. “I mean it’s not too late to alter our travel arrangements.”
“I’ll be ok…” Elijah’s voice took on a steely tone. “I’ll be fine.”
They both lay down and Dominic wrapped his arms around Elijah. “Well you just talk to me, Lij… ok? I’m here for you, always…”
“I know…” Elijah felt a lump rise in his throat. “I know, Dom… and I will…”
Dominic nodded and snuggled into Elijah a little closer. They both drifted off to sleep.
*
Voices…
Dominic opened his eyes and wondered where he was; Elijah was fast asleep in his arms.
People… people were approaching… the hotel guests were back.
“Lij… Lijah.” Dominic shook Elijah awake. “Time to go, baby… it’s time to go.”
Dominic could see people in the distance… their voices carried, which was just as well. They both got dressed quickly and gathered their belongings, and walked along the beach to the complex.
Once in their suite, they dumped the towels in the laundry baskets and showered together. As they dressed for dinner they were quiet, both realising that they didn’t really want to leave the sanctuary of this small piece of paradise.
They walked to the restaurant, hand in hand.
“Are you sure you’re going to be ok?” Dominic was so worried that he just couldn’t keep it to himself.
“Dom… I’ll be fine.” Elijah squeezed Dominic’s hand reassuringly.
“I mean…”
“Dom… I said don’t worry. I have you… I’ll be fine…really.”
Dominic stopped Elijah and held both his hands… he looked into Elijah’s eyes to search there for the truth.
“Dom… I let my guard slip… I let it all back in… but you helped me… your love has helped me. I’ll be fine.”
Dominic took Elijah’s face in his hands and kissed him.
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There has been a slight delay with the next chapter, although I have almost finished it!