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Title: They Shoot Single,Attractive,Successful Men, Dont They? 2/?
Author: nubeinchild(lonnie)
Pairing: OB/EW DM/EW
Rating: R
Summary: all Orli wants is sleep.
Feedback: I swear I'm going to rehab, but until feed my habit.
A/N: i have no idea how many chapters, depends on the feedback.
E-mail: martbradsh@aol.com
They Shoot Single, Attractive, Successful Men Don’t They?
Orlando looked around his flat and saw nothing but imperfections. Why was it that he loved his little space until someone was supposed to be visiting? Well, Elijah wasn’t just ‘someone’; he was the man that was going to turn Orlando’s world in every direction but right. Dom’s words came back to him in whirls, like the words were out of order and being run through his head anyway. He sat down on his plush red couch (Dom’s idea), and tried to put his head together.
“I love you and I love Lighe and I don’t want to see anyone get hurt”
His head was starting to pound in a rhythm, so laid back and tried not to think about Dom or Elijah or what he was about to do, and definitely not about after effects.
“And I just don’t want anything bad to happen. Promise me nothing bad will happen”
“Nothing bad will happen. I promise I wont let anything bad happen”
His head was throbbing now. He walked to the end of the hallway towards to the bathroom and the Exedrin. In the bathroom window a light flashed by, he put his face against the window to see who was in the front of his house and to soothe his headache. Elijah staggered out of his car and wobbled up his driveway.
Orlando barely made it to the door before he was pounding on it. This did horrible things to Orlando’s head.
“You’re here” he swore he was seeing two of Elijah.
“Yeah, I told you I would come, heh, you look sick” Elijah looked drunk, already he knew this wasn’t going to work. The sick and the drunk? Right.
“What were you planning for tonight, Lighe?” He needed to be clear about what was going to happen here and what was not.
“I need to be with you tonight” His eyes were the darkest shade of blue that Orlando had ever seen. No, he had seen it before, but it was in his crayon box as a kid, when his mother gave him the big box with lots of colors. Elijah stepped forward into the flat and toward Orlando. His chest started to heave, and air was not coming to him fast enough. He grabbed Elijah by the hips, aware that he was pulling him into his crotch.
“We both need sleep more than anything else right now” Orlando rested his head on Elijah’s shoulder while he spoke.
“We both need to get laid more than anything right now” Elijah countered while stroking his back, hips starting to do something to his cock.
“No, I’m serious, I have the worlds biggest headache and you look like you put the bar out of business”He pulled away after a brief argument with his cock about priorities and the need for sleep, his cock was reluctant to agree, but in the end did agree.
Orlando started to walk away but turned to find Elijah still standing just inside the doorway. His eyes were filling with tears of rejection. Lip quivering and wet.
“And I just don’t want anything bad to happen. Promise me nothing bad will happen”
“Nothing bad will happen. I promise I wont let anything bad happen”
This was what he couldn’t let happen. No. This couldn’t happen. But there Eliajh stood, about to cry, drunk, and about to cry. No.
“Come here, Doodle, you do need me tonight. But not like that. Not like this.” He was very aware that his voice was shaking, the hands he held out to Elijah for support and comfort, shook too. But he needed him, and Orlando needed to know he was making things good without making it worse.
Elijah scurried into his arms tucked his head under Orlando’s chins and passed out.
Orlando carried him to the bedroom and laid him on the bed. He looked at Elijah’s white skin against the red cover (Dom’s idea), he still couldn’t get Dom’s word out of his head. Why was it everything Dom said Orlando took it like words from the Bible? Elijah looked so at peace as Orlando took off his boots, then his clothes, leaving him in his boxers. Pulling back the comforter and climbing in besides Elijah, he couldn’t resist putting his arms around him and putting his face in Elijah’s scorching neck. He smelled like milk and maple. He figured he could indulge himself, he had been so good so far. He fell asleep wrapped around a hot body that smelled like milk and maple and dreamed of peace and contentment. Clouds that carried him away from everything and everyone. Eliajh was in his dream; he was wearing a scarlet robe and nothing underneath. Dom was standing behind him, holding him by the hips; his head rested on Elijah’s shoulder.
“You can have him” Dom whispered
“You can have me” Elijah echoed
“You can have me” Dom’ s voice was deeper now
“You can have him “Elijah echoed again as his eyes rolled back, Dom was licking his neck and shoulder.
“I can’t have both. It doesn’t work that way” Orlando whispered. He knew this was a dream but it didn’t stop the realness. It didn’t stop his hard on.
“Silly boy” Elijah’s eyes stayed closed as he said this. He was panting now, moaning deep in his throat.
“Yes, he is truly silly, isn’t he?” Dom was rubbing Elijah’s cock through the fabric of the robe.
“He doesn’t know” Elijah’s hips were moving with Dom’s hands now.
“He’ll see…don’t worry. He’ll see it, soon enough, now come for me”
Orlando woke up with a start and it was dawn.
Author: nubeinchild(lonnie)
Pairing: OB/EW DM/EW
Rating: R
Summary: all Orli wants is sleep.
Feedback: I swear I'm going to rehab, but until feed my habit.
A/N: i have no idea how many chapters, depends on the feedback.
E-mail: martbradsh@aol.com
They Shoot Single, Attractive, Successful Men Don’t They?
Orlando looked around his flat and saw nothing but imperfections. Why was it that he loved his little space until someone was supposed to be visiting? Well, Elijah wasn’t just ‘someone’; he was the man that was going to turn Orlando’s world in every direction but right. Dom’s words came back to him in whirls, like the words were out of order and being run through his head anyway. He sat down on his plush red couch (Dom’s idea), and tried to put his head together.
“I love you and I love Lighe and I don’t want to see anyone get hurt”
His head was starting to pound in a rhythm, so laid back and tried not to think about Dom or Elijah or what he was about to do, and definitely not about after effects.
“And I just don’t want anything bad to happen. Promise me nothing bad will happen”
“Nothing bad will happen. I promise I wont let anything bad happen”
His head was throbbing now. He walked to the end of the hallway towards to the bathroom and the Exedrin. In the bathroom window a light flashed by, he put his face against the window to see who was in the front of his house and to soothe his headache. Elijah staggered out of his car and wobbled up his driveway.
Orlando barely made it to the door before he was pounding on it. This did horrible things to Orlando’s head.
“You’re here” he swore he was seeing two of Elijah.
“Yeah, I told you I would come, heh, you look sick” Elijah looked drunk, already he knew this wasn’t going to work. The sick and the drunk? Right.
“What were you planning for tonight, Lighe?” He needed to be clear about what was going to happen here and what was not.
“I need to be with you tonight” His eyes were the darkest shade of blue that Orlando had ever seen. No, he had seen it before, but it was in his crayon box as a kid, when his mother gave him the big box with lots of colors. Elijah stepped forward into the flat and toward Orlando. His chest started to heave, and air was not coming to him fast enough. He grabbed Elijah by the hips, aware that he was pulling him into his crotch.
“We both need sleep more than anything else right now” Orlando rested his head on Elijah’s shoulder while he spoke.
“We both need to get laid more than anything right now” Elijah countered while stroking his back, hips starting to do something to his cock.
“No, I’m serious, I have the worlds biggest headache and you look like you put the bar out of business”He pulled away after a brief argument with his cock about priorities and the need for sleep, his cock was reluctant to agree, but in the end did agree.
Orlando started to walk away but turned to find Elijah still standing just inside the doorway. His eyes were filling with tears of rejection. Lip quivering and wet.
“And I just don’t want anything bad to happen. Promise me nothing bad will happen”
“Nothing bad will happen. I promise I wont let anything bad happen”
This was what he couldn’t let happen. No. This couldn’t happen. But there Eliajh stood, about to cry, drunk, and about to cry. No.
“Come here, Doodle, you do need me tonight. But not like that. Not like this.” He was very aware that his voice was shaking, the hands he held out to Elijah for support and comfort, shook too. But he needed him, and Orlando needed to know he was making things good without making it worse.
Elijah scurried into his arms tucked his head under Orlando’s chins and passed out.
Orlando carried him to the bedroom and laid him on the bed. He looked at Elijah’s white skin against the red cover (Dom’s idea), he still couldn’t get Dom’s word out of his head. Why was it everything Dom said Orlando took it like words from the Bible? Elijah looked so at peace as Orlando took off his boots, then his clothes, leaving him in his boxers. Pulling back the comforter and climbing in besides Elijah, he couldn’t resist putting his arms around him and putting his face in Elijah’s scorching neck. He smelled like milk and maple. He figured he could indulge himself, he had been so good so far. He fell asleep wrapped around a hot body that smelled like milk and maple and dreamed of peace and contentment. Clouds that carried him away from everything and everyone. Eliajh was in his dream; he was wearing a scarlet robe and nothing underneath. Dom was standing behind him, holding him by the hips; his head rested on Elijah’s shoulder.
“You can have him” Dom whispered
“You can have me” Elijah echoed
“You can have me” Dom’ s voice was deeper now
“You can have him “Elijah echoed again as his eyes rolled back, Dom was licking his neck and shoulder.
“I can’t have both. It doesn’t work that way” Orlando whispered. He knew this was a dream but it didn’t stop the realness. It didn’t stop his hard on.
“Silly boy” Elijah’s eyes stayed closed as he said this. He was panting now, moaning deep in his throat.
“Yes, he is truly silly, isn’t he?” Dom was rubbing Elijah’s cock through the fabric of the robe.
“He doesn’t know” Elijah’s hips were moving with Dom’s hands now.
“He’ll see…don’t worry. He’ll see it, soon enough, now come for me”
Orlando woke up with a start and it was dawn.