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This is probably not the happiest fic I have written, in fact it's pretty dark and angsty and gets a bit rough so if you don't like that sort of thing I recommend you don't read it. Don't blame me, blame the muses which woke me up one morning with this story basically already written in my head
Title:Blind Destruction
Author:Lexi (lexi_mirkwood@hotmail.com)
Pairing:OB/EW implied OB/DM
Rating:R
Part:1/1
Summary: While Dominic falls apart Elijah pushes hard and Orlando snaps.
A/N: Set not long after the end of filming of the LotR.
Warnings:There is rough sex in this and no one really comes out looking like a good person.
Disclaimer:This really didn't happen.
Feedback:Always accepted where you see this sign.
Beta:Joann whose feedback makes me brave enough to post my the stories that stray onto the darker side.
Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.
“Transmission”-Joy Division
Elijah swung open the door to the apartment before Orlando even had a
chance to knock.
"He finally turned up about an hour ago," said Elijah relief
clear on his face, "He was still wasted so I put him to bed."
He smiled at Elijah and walked slowly to the door of the spare room,
pushing it open gently. Dom had obviously had a shower before getting
into bed and his hair was spiky wet where it lay on the pillow. He
didn't respond when Orlando spoke his name, merely burrowing further
under the blankets. Orlando sighed kicking his trainers off his feet
and sliding in between the cool sheets. He molded his body against
Dom's, draping an arm over his hip, smelling Elijah's shampoo in his
hair.
"Where were you Dom?" he asked quietly.
There was a long pause and Orlando thought Dom might actually be
asleep.
"What day is it?" he finally replied.
"It's Thursday, you've been gone three days."
"Three? I must have lost count at some point," he paused "I woke up on
Venice Beach and I was out of money so I walked here."
Orlando lay silent waiting for whatever excuse Dom was going to give
for his latest disappearing act.
"I went and saw my agent and I didn't get the part. Again. So I went
for a drink and well here we are."
"Yeah here we are again Dom. It's just a part; it's not worth drinking
yourself to death over."
"Well thanks for the pep talk Orli. It's pretty easy to say that when
you're getting all the good parts," spat Dominic bitterly.
"It's not a competition between us you know."
"So you say. You know the fame you have isn't going to last. The fan
girls pick a pretty boy to go crazy over and then they move on." said
Dom spitefully.
Orlando stiffened and pulled his arms away from Dominic rolling over
onto his back, staring up at the ceiling.
"Shut the fuck up Dom."
Dominic was on a roll and wouldn't stop.
"Do you think you'd be on the cover of all those teen magazines if
they knew you were fucking a guy?"
"Keeping us a secret after we left New Zealand was your idea Dom,not
mine. I couldn't care less if I was never on the cover of one of those
stupid fucking magazines again."
Dom rolled over and Orlando could smell tequila ghosting through the
mint freshness of mouthwash. Dom's gray eyes were bloodshot, the dark
rings made more prominent by the smeared remains of eye liner.
"Liar. You love all the attention, all the photo shoots, all the
interviews."
"Jesus Dom listen to yourself, it's like I don't know you any
more. I can't keep watching you torture yourself like this. You keep
doing your best to push me away and I can't keep getting hurt by you
all the time."
"I knew you didn't really care about me. No one gives a shit about me
any more, I'm nobody"
"Well fuck you if you think no one cares about you. Elijah has been
worrying himself senseless convinced you were dead in a ditch and I
had to stop Billy getting on a plane from Scotland to come and find
you himself."
"What about you Orlando? Did you bother doing anything?"
"I fucking well drove around LA for three days looking for you. I was
scared that if I called the police it would end up all over the press.
If that's not enough people caring for you then it's too fucking bad."
Orlando rolled out of bed.
"Go to sleep Dom. I'm too angry to deal with your self-pity now."
He walked out closing the door behind him with a soft click. Entering
the living room he saw Elijah sitting on the sofa his bare feet curled
under him. He was chain smoking as he watched Jerry Springer.
Orlando slumped down next to him and pinched the cigarette out of his
fingers.
"Jerry Springer?" he queried.
"Can't go past arguing redneck families to take your mind off things,"
answered Elijah immediately lighting another cigarette.
"I guess not," said Orlando as he felt Elijah's head come to rest on
his leg.
As Orlando smoked, he absent mindedly ran his fingers through Elijah's
hair. His eyes were on the television but his mind was far away
remembering how good things had been in New Zealand and how totally
disastrous they were now.
"It was difficult for everyone when we finished the movies," said
Elijah softly.
"I know that 'Lijah but this is too hard. Life's so crazy at the
moment I'm having trouble keeping myself afloat. I'm not sure I can
deal with Dom as well."
"Well if he is too stupid to realise what a good thing he has, you can
always have me"
Orlando started to laugh, "I'll put you on my list."
He looked down at Elijah and realised he was totally serious.
"Fuck, why didn't you say something 'Lijah"
"Say what? I was just a kid and we were just mates and well, you were
shagging one of my best friends."
Orlando smiled sadly thinking how ridiculous an English word like
shagging still sounded in Elijah's American accent.
"It's not funny Orli."
"I know its not, that's not what I'm smiling about." he looked into
Elijah's eyes "I never knew, never even suspected."
"Well I am an actor," said the younger man softly.
"I'm sorry I never noticed Elijah. You always were too good at hiding
your feelings."
"What difference would it have made anyway?"
Orlando was silent as Elijah sat up and pressed a gentle kiss on his
lips. Orlando stayed still, opening his lips, feeling Elijah's tongue
dart in tentatively exploring his mouth. His lips were warm and soft
and he lingered slightly before he broke away.
"I just wanted to see what it would have been like," said Elijah
softly his voice tinged with sadness.
He slid back down so his head was again resting on Orlando's leg.
"Dom's gonna be alright isn't he?"
"I don't know 'Lijah."
"When he turned up here he looked awful and he wouldn't even talk to
me. We could always talk about anything, I don't understand what's
happened to him."
"Maybe one role would be enough to get him back on track. At least I
hope it will."
"I hope so too, it's scaring me watching him change like this" said
Elijah picking nervously at the front of his t-shirt.
"Telling me you like me won't change our friendship 'Lij, you know
that yeah?"
"I know Orli, and I feel better having told you," his voice quivered
on the edge of tears, "I'm sorry I kissed you."
"Don't apologise it was nice and it's good that you told me."
Elijah sat up and pulled his knees up to his chest hugging himself
tight.
"I'm sorry, it's been so difficult between you and Dom and now I'm
just making things worse."
"It's not like things could get any worse. Please don't cry 'Lij, you
never cry and it's freaking me out."
"I don't like crying it makes me look weak."
"You aren't weak. Come here" Orlando opened his arms and
Elijah curledup against him his face pressed against his chest.
Orlando held him tightly stroking his back as the younger man sobbed
into his shirt. Finally Orlando felt him take a couple of deep breaths
as he brought himself under control and his body relaxed in Orlando's
arms.
"Elijah are you alright?"
He tilted his head back and looked up at Orlando.
"I'm sorry."
Orlando hooked a finger under Elijah's chin and pulled his face up so
their eyes met.
"Stop apologising, everything is fine."
Orlando stared down, mesmerized as always by Elijah's blue eyes.
Lately he hadn't been able to look into Dom's gray eyes, they always
seemed angry and a little lost.
He lent forward meaning to give Elijah a quick consoling kiss on the
lips. Somehow between thought and action it turned into something much
more serious and a startled Elijah drew away quickly.
"What the fuck was that Orlando?" he swore softly.
"It's what you wanted isn't it?"
"Orli no..." was all that Elijah could say before Orlando slid his
hand around the back of his neck and pulled him in into a hard,
demanding kiss. He stayed pressed against Elijah's lips till the
younger man yielded and opened his mouth,letting Orlando's tongue
plunge in deep. He tasted cigarettes and cinnamon as he recklessly
explored Elijah's warm mouth.
He was brought back to earth by Elijah placing his palms against his
chest pushing him away hard.
"You gotta stop this, Dom is asleep in the next room for fuck sake.
What are you thinking?" he said breathing hard from the kiss.
"Dom is passed out from his latest binge Elijah. I'm sick of
thinking and worrying and wanting everything to be normal for just
five minutes. He is so hard to be with now its killing me."
Elijah looked at him with indecision clear in his eyes.
"I can't Orli not like this, not now."
Orlando slid one hand down and brushed past Elijah's hardening
erection.
"I know you want to," he murmured moving his mouth to Elijah's ear. He
sucked the lobe into his mouth and bit down gently. He felt Elijah
lean into this and a small whimper escaped his lips.
"Orli you don't want me, you just want someone who isn't Dom."
"Does it really matter if we both want it just this one time?" he
whispered softly into Elijah's ear.
Elijah took Orlado's face in both hands and delivered a scorching
kiss that contained five years of frustrated desire and left Orlando
breathless.
"What if Dom wakes up and finds us?" murmured Elijah.
Orlando picked up Elijah and placed him on his feet before standing
and grabbing his hand and pulling him into the bathroom making sure
the door was locked. He slammed Elijah hard against the tiled wall and
set about devouring his mouth. Elijah kissed back hard, his fingers
tangling in Orlando's curls. Their hips ground together,their denim
covered erections rubbed against each other as the desire built
between them.
Orlando broke the kiss and scrabbled at the hem of Elijah's t-shirt
pulling it up over his head . He dropped the shirt to the tiled floor
and looked down at the smoothness of Elijah's body. The fluorescent
light bled the colour out and his white skin looked too perfect.
Something deep in Orlando wanted to see it marked and he ran his nails
hard down Elijah's chest, watching as red scratch marks blossomed. The
younger man gasped and pushed himself hard against Orlando, who pulled
back frightened at the intensity of his feelings.
Elijah grabbed the front of his shirt twisting it in his fist.
"Why are you stopping Orlando? You aren't scared are you,'cos this is
nothing compared to what I know you can do."
As Elijah spoke he ran his fingers down the red lines marring his chest.
There was a feral look in his eyes that Orlando had never seen before
and he rocked back on his heels held in place by Elijah's fingers
twisted in the cloth of his shirt.
"Haven't you always wanted to know how far you can go, how close
you can get to the edge without falling? Don't you want to take all
the fear and anger and frustration you are feeling and see if you can
use it to push me so hard I'll break?" Elijah's voice was low and
taunting.
Orlando dragged his shirt out of Elijah's hand and stepped back, his
eyes still fixed on the marks he had made.
"I can't Elijah, I can't do what you want."
"Coward" Elijah whispered softly "no wonder Dom gets away with walking
all over you"
"What did you say" growled Orlando shoving Elijah back against the
wall so hard his head hit the tiles with a thud.
"You heard me."
"Fuck you Elijah."
"Do it then Orlando fuck me. You are gonna get one chance and you
better do it right."
Something in Orlando snapped and he roughly yanked Elijah's jeans down
freeing his hard cock. Orlando fell to his knees wincing as they
impacted hard with the tiles. Without ceremony he took Elijah's hard
length deep into his throat dragging a low moan of pleasure from
Elijah. He felt fingers fist hard in his hair and his vision misted
with pure desire. Putting one hand hard against the his hips he pinned
Elijah against the wall sucking hard, his cheeks hollowing. He
looked up and saw Elijah biting his lip to stop himself from crying
out.
Orlando kept taking Elijah deep in his throat till he could tell the
younger man was on the verge of coming, then he pulled his cock out of
his mouth and stood up. Elijah hissed at the sudden lack of contact
but Orlando ignored him as he scrabbled through the drawers of the
bathroom cabinet. He was grateful as his hand fell on a bottle of lube
and a condom. He grabbed Elijah and spun him around so his front was
pressed up hard against the tiles.
As Orlando spread lube over his fingers Elijah continued taunting him.
"Are you sure you can do this, can you give me what you need?"
"Don't worry you are gonna get what you deserve," growled Orlando.
He put one hand firmly against Elijah's lower back and then shoved a
finger in hard and deep causing Elijah to grind his hips into the
wall. Orlando paused briefly as he felt the tightness grasp around his
finger. Feeling all reason wash away and he pushed in another digit
then rapidly added a third burying them deep not giving Elijah any
time to adjust.
Orlando was hard and desperate to be inside the tightness he felt
clamped round his fingers. He spread his fingers wide, stretching
Elijah open roughly. It was not nearly enough preparation but he no
longer cared, he pulled his fingers free and stepped back.
"Don't move Elijah," he hissed
Orlando slid his jeans down and fumbled the condom onto his length. He
moved behind Elijah who had remained pushed up against the wall his
fists clenching and unclenching in anticipation. Orlando slid one hand
around Elijah's mouth to lessen the sound. Then desperate for his own
release he pushed forward using his weight to enter Elijah, shoving
hard, sinking his shaft all the way in deep. He paused as the
sensations of being sheathed in the tightness sent electric shocks up
his spine. Elijah's moans were just vibrations against his palm and he
couldn't tell if they were from pleasure or pain, and he no longer
cared.
"Is this what you wanted all these years? Knowing I was fucking
Dominic, always wanting it to be you?"
Elijah nodded his head and tried to push back against him, but Orlando
kept him pressed hard against the wall. He pulled back sliding all the
way out before burying himself again in one hard stroke. Elijah
shuddered under the impact his moans leaking out around the hand held
tight on his mouth.
"Is this how you imagined it Elijah? Me holding you, taking you,
burying my cock in you over an over?"
Elijah nodded again and Orlando slid his hand away from his mouth.
"Tell me what you wanted. Tell me you needed me to take you like
this," his voice tinged with bitterness.
"It's what I wanted, so shut the fuck up and do it already."
Orlando didn't answer he just reached down and grabbed Elijah's hips
so hard he could feel the bruises already forming under his finger
tips. He started to slam in and out of Elijah, just wanting to stop
thinking and lose himself in the moment. Orlando was silent as he
increased his speed, driving himself to his own release not caring
about Elijah any more. He heard him start to sob and he knew he should
stop but all he wanted was to feel Elijah break to pieces under his
fingers.
Elijah struggled to keep his footing and Orlando pushed him harder
against the wall, his fingers digging deeper in the smooth pale skin.
He drove in one final time and as he felt himself start to come, he
lent forward sinking his teeth into Elijah's neck biting down hard. He
tasted the salt of Elijah's sweat then the metallic tang of blood as
he felt his cock spasm deep in Elijah. He came so hard his vision swam
and he felt he might pass out, he pulled roughly out of Elijah and
sank down to sit on the edge of the bath. He dragged the condom off
threw it in the trash, pulling his jeans back over his hips. He
watched through half closed eyes as Elijah turned around, his hand
wrapped around his cock fisting it hard, seeking his own release.
Before he could think Orlando was on his knees again and crawling in
front of Elijah. He pulled the hand away and swallowed the hard
weeping cock into his throat. This time he let Elijah set the pace and
he gagged as he felt the length hit the back of his throat. Elijah
buried his fingers in his hair locking him in place as he looked down
at Orlando his blue eyes sparkling with desire and cruelty.
"It's never really a one time deal you know. Whenever Dom does
this you'll remember kneeling in front of me and you'll taste me in
the back of your throat. When you are with him you'll close your eyes
and you'll remember what it was like fucking me."
Elijah kept his eyes locked on Orlando's as he fucked hard down his
throat. It didn't take long before Orlando felt the cock pulse in his
and he swallowed hard, sucking everything out of Elijah's softening
erection. Orlando sat back on the floor slowly coming to his senses as
Elijah slid gracelessly down the wall, his body still shuddering.
Orlando could see the fingertip shaped bruises already blooming dark
on his body, the scratch marks an angry red on his chest.
"Fuck Elijah what have I done?" asked Orlando almost in tears.
His eyes flicked open the bright blue gone a mottled grey in the
aftermath of his orgasm.
"It's nothing I didn't want Orli."
"I never meant it to go so far, never meant to hurt you," he
could see the teeth marks clearly in Elijah's neck.
"Just shut the fuck up. I pushed you to do it but you went to the
edge with me so you better deal with it."
Elijah stood up dragging his jeans back on slipping his t-shirt over
his head. Without speaking he unlocked the door and walked out. A few
minutes later Orlando stopped shaking enough to drag himself to his
feet. He walked out and stood in the living room watching Elijah
sitting on the couch his knees pulled up to his chest his fingers
stroking the bite mark on his neck.
"'Lij I'm sorry it happened like this,"said Orlando brokenly.
"I'm not." he said without turning around.
Orlando walked back into the bedroom where Dom was still lying curled
up asleep. He wanted to climb in behind him and sleep and forget.
Instead he sat on the edge of the bed the smell of Elijah still
lingering on his clothes, the taste of him lingering in his mouth. He
knew Elijah had pushed him over the edge and now he wasn't sure there
was a way back for any of them.
Title:Blind Destruction
Author:Lexi (lexi_mirkwood@hotmail.com)
Pairing:OB/EW implied OB/DM
Rating:R
Part:1/1
Summary: While Dominic falls apart Elijah pushes hard and Orlando snaps.
A/N: Set not long after the end of filming of the LotR.
Warnings:There is rough sex in this and no one really comes out looking like a good person.
Disclaimer:This really didn't happen.
Feedback:Always accepted where you see this sign.
Beta:Joann whose feedback makes me brave enough to post my the stories that stray onto the darker side.
Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.
“Transmission”-Joy Division
Elijah swung open the door to the apartment before Orlando even had a
chance to knock.
"He finally turned up about an hour ago," said Elijah relief
clear on his face, "He was still wasted so I put him to bed."
He smiled at Elijah and walked slowly to the door of the spare room,
pushing it open gently. Dom had obviously had a shower before getting
into bed and his hair was spiky wet where it lay on the pillow. He
didn't respond when Orlando spoke his name, merely burrowing further
under the blankets. Orlando sighed kicking his trainers off his feet
and sliding in between the cool sheets. He molded his body against
Dom's, draping an arm over his hip, smelling Elijah's shampoo in his
hair.
"Where were you Dom?" he asked quietly.
There was a long pause and Orlando thought Dom might actually be
asleep.
"What day is it?" he finally replied.
"It's Thursday, you've been gone three days."
"Three? I must have lost count at some point," he paused "I woke up on
Venice Beach and I was out of money so I walked here."
Orlando lay silent waiting for whatever excuse Dom was going to give
for his latest disappearing act.
"I went and saw my agent and I didn't get the part. Again. So I went
for a drink and well here we are."
"Yeah here we are again Dom. It's just a part; it's not worth drinking
yourself to death over."
"Well thanks for the pep talk Orli. It's pretty easy to say that when
you're getting all the good parts," spat Dominic bitterly.
"It's not a competition between us you know."
"So you say. You know the fame you have isn't going to last. The fan
girls pick a pretty boy to go crazy over and then they move on." said
Dom spitefully.
Orlando stiffened and pulled his arms away from Dominic rolling over
onto his back, staring up at the ceiling.
"Shut the fuck up Dom."
Dominic was on a roll and wouldn't stop.
"Do you think you'd be on the cover of all those teen magazines if
they knew you were fucking a guy?"
"Keeping us a secret after we left New Zealand was your idea Dom,not
mine. I couldn't care less if I was never on the cover of one of those
stupid fucking magazines again."
Dom rolled over and Orlando could smell tequila ghosting through the
mint freshness of mouthwash. Dom's gray eyes were bloodshot, the dark
rings made more prominent by the smeared remains of eye liner.
"Liar. You love all the attention, all the photo shoots, all the
interviews."
"Jesus Dom listen to yourself, it's like I don't know you any
more. I can't keep watching you torture yourself like this. You keep
doing your best to push me away and I can't keep getting hurt by you
all the time."
"I knew you didn't really care about me. No one gives a shit about me
any more, I'm nobody"
"Well fuck you if you think no one cares about you. Elijah has been
worrying himself senseless convinced you were dead in a ditch and I
had to stop Billy getting on a plane from Scotland to come and find
you himself."
"What about you Orlando? Did you bother doing anything?"
"I fucking well drove around LA for three days looking for you. I was
scared that if I called the police it would end up all over the press.
If that's not enough people caring for you then it's too fucking bad."
Orlando rolled out of bed.
"Go to sleep Dom. I'm too angry to deal with your self-pity now."
He walked out closing the door behind him with a soft click. Entering
the living room he saw Elijah sitting on the sofa his bare feet curled
under him. He was chain smoking as he watched Jerry Springer.
Orlando slumped down next to him and pinched the cigarette out of his
fingers.
"Jerry Springer?" he queried.
"Can't go past arguing redneck families to take your mind off things,"
answered Elijah immediately lighting another cigarette.
"I guess not," said Orlando as he felt Elijah's head come to rest on
his leg.
As Orlando smoked, he absent mindedly ran his fingers through Elijah's
hair. His eyes were on the television but his mind was far away
remembering how good things had been in New Zealand and how totally
disastrous they were now.
"It was difficult for everyone when we finished the movies," said
Elijah softly.
"I know that 'Lijah but this is too hard. Life's so crazy at the
moment I'm having trouble keeping myself afloat. I'm not sure I can
deal with Dom as well."
"Well if he is too stupid to realise what a good thing he has, you can
always have me"
Orlando started to laugh, "I'll put you on my list."
He looked down at Elijah and realised he was totally serious.
"Fuck, why didn't you say something 'Lijah"
"Say what? I was just a kid and we were just mates and well, you were
shagging one of my best friends."
Orlando smiled sadly thinking how ridiculous an English word like
shagging still sounded in Elijah's American accent.
"It's not funny Orli."
"I know its not, that's not what I'm smiling about." he looked into
Elijah's eyes "I never knew, never even suspected."
"Well I am an actor," said the younger man softly.
"I'm sorry I never noticed Elijah. You always were too good at hiding
your feelings."
"What difference would it have made anyway?"
Orlando was silent as Elijah sat up and pressed a gentle kiss on his
lips. Orlando stayed still, opening his lips, feeling Elijah's tongue
dart in tentatively exploring his mouth. His lips were warm and soft
and he lingered slightly before he broke away.
"I just wanted to see what it would have been like," said Elijah
softly his voice tinged with sadness.
He slid back down so his head was again resting on Orlando's leg.
"Dom's gonna be alright isn't he?"
"I don't know 'Lijah."
"When he turned up here he looked awful and he wouldn't even talk to
me. We could always talk about anything, I don't understand what's
happened to him."
"Maybe one role would be enough to get him back on track. At least I
hope it will."
"I hope so too, it's scaring me watching him change like this" said
Elijah picking nervously at the front of his t-shirt.
"Telling me you like me won't change our friendship 'Lij, you know
that yeah?"
"I know Orli, and I feel better having told you," his voice quivered
on the edge of tears, "I'm sorry I kissed you."
"Don't apologise it was nice and it's good that you told me."
Elijah sat up and pulled his knees up to his chest hugging himself
tight.
"I'm sorry, it's been so difficult between you and Dom and now I'm
just making things worse."
"It's not like things could get any worse. Please don't cry 'Lij, you
never cry and it's freaking me out."
"I don't like crying it makes me look weak."
"You aren't weak. Come here" Orlando opened his arms and
Elijah curledup against him his face pressed against his chest.
Orlando held him tightly stroking his back as the younger man sobbed
into his shirt. Finally Orlando felt him take a couple of deep breaths
as he brought himself under control and his body relaxed in Orlando's
arms.
"Elijah are you alright?"
He tilted his head back and looked up at Orlando.
"I'm sorry."
Orlando hooked a finger under Elijah's chin and pulled his face up so
their eyes met.
"Stop apologising, everything is fine."
Orlando stared down, mesmerized as always by Elijah's blue eyes.
Lately he hadn't been able to look into Dom's gray eyes, they always
seemed angry and a little lost.
He lent forward meaning to give Elijah a quick consoling kiss on the
lips. Somehow between thought and action it turned into something much
more serious and a startled Elijah drew away quickly.
"What the fuck was that Orlando?" he swore softly.
"It's what you wanted isn't it?"
"Orli no..." was all that Elijah could say before Orlando slid his
hand around the back of his neck and pulled him in into a hard,
demanding kiss. He stayed pressed against Elijah's lips till the
younger man yielded and opened his mouth,letting Orlando's tongue
plunge in deep. He tasted cigarettes and cinnamon as he recklessly
explored Elijah's warm mouth.
He was brought back to earth by Elijah placing his palms against his
chest pushing him away hard.
"You gotta stop this, Dom is asleep in the next room for fuck sake.
What are you thinking?" he said breathing hard from the kiss.
"Dom is passed out from his latest binge Elijah. I'm sick of
thinking and worrying and wanting everything to be normal for just
five minutes. He is so hard to be with now its killing me."
Elijah looked at him with indecision clear in his eyes.
"I can't Orli not like this, not now."
Orlando slid one hand down and brushed past Elijah's hardening
erection.
"I know you want to," he murmured moving his mouth to Elijah's ear. He
sucked the lobe into his mouth and bit down gently. He felt Elijah
lean into this and a small whimper escaped his lips.
"Orli you don't want me, you just want someone who isn't Dom."
"Does it really matter if we both want it just this one time?" he
whispered softly into Elijah's ear.
Elijah took Orlado's face in both hands and delivered a scorching
kiss that contained five years of frustrated desire and left Orlando
breathless.
"What if Dom wakes up and finds us?" murmured Elijah.
Orlando picked up Elijah and placed him on his feet before standing
and grabbing his hand and pulling him into the bathroom making sure
the door was locked. He slammed Elijah hard against the tiled wall and
set about devouring his mouth. Elijah kissed back hard, his fingers
tangling in Orlando's curls. Their hips ground together,their denim
covered erections rubbed against each other as the desire built
between them.
Orlando broke the kiss and scrabbled at the hem of Elijah's t-shirt
pulling it up over his head . He dropped the shirt to the tiled floor
and looked down at the smoothness of Elijah's body. The fluorescent
light bled the colour out and his white skin looked too perfect.
Something deep in Orlando wanted to see it marked and he ran his nails
hard down Elijah's chest, watching as red scratch marks blossomed. The
younger man gasped and pushed himself hard against Orlando, who pulled
back frightened at the intensity of his feelings.
Elijah grabbed the front of his shirt twisting it in his fist.
"Why are you stopping Orlando? You aren't scared are you,'cos this is
nothing compared to what I know you can do."
As Elijah spoke he ran his fingers down the red lines marring his chest.
There was a feral look in his eyes that Orlando had never seen before
and he rocked back on his heels held in place by Elijah's fingers
twisted in the cloth of his shirt.
"Haven't you always wanted to know how far you can go, how close
you can get to the edge without falling? Don't you want to take all
the fear and anger and frustration you are feeling and see if you can
use it to push me so hard I'll break?" Elijah's voice was low and
taunting.
Orlando dragged his shirt out of Elijah's hand and stepped back, his
eyes still fixed on the marks he had made.
"I can't Elijah, I can't do what you want."
"Coward" Elijah whispered softly "no wonder Dom gets away with walking
all over you"
"What did you say" growled Orlando shoving Elijah back against the
wall so hard his head hit the tiles with a thud.
"You heard me."
"Fuck you Elijah."
"Do it then Orlando fuck me. You are gonna get one chance and you
better do it right."
Something in Orlando snapped and he roughly yanked Elijah's jeans down
freeing his hard cock. Orlando fell to his knees wincing as they
impacted hard with the tiles. Without ceremony he took Elijah's hard
length deep into his throat dragging a low moan of pleasure from
Elijah. He felt fingers fist hard in his hair and his vision misted
with pure desire. Putting one hand hard against the his hips he pinned
Elijah against the wall sucking hard, his cheeks hollowing. He
looked up and saw Elijah biting his lip to stop himself from crying
out.
Orlando kept taking Elijah deep in his throat till he could tell the
younger man was on the verge of coming, then he pulled his cock out of
his mouth and stood up. Elijah hissed at the sudden lack of contact
but Orlando ignored him as he scrabbled through the drawers of the
bathroom cabinet. He was grateful as his hand fell on a bottle of lube
and a condom. He grabbed Elijah and spun him around so his front was
pressed up hard against the tiles.
As Orlando spread lube over his fingers Elijah continued taunting him.
"Are you sure you can do this, can you give me what you need?"
"Don't worry you are gonna get what you deserve," growled Orlando.
He put one hand firmly against Elijah's lower back and then shoved a
finger in hard and deep causing Elijah to grind his hips into the
wall. Orlando paused briefly as he felt the tightness grasp around his
finger. Feeling all reason wash away and he pushed in another digit
then rapidly added a third burying them deep not giving Elijah any
time to adjust.
Orlando was hard and desperate to be inside the tightness he felt
clamped round his fingers. He spread his fingers wide, stretching
Elijah open roughly. It was not nearly enough preparation but he no
longer cared, he pulled his fingers free and stepped back.
"Don't move Elijah," he hissed
Orlando slid his jeans down and fumbled the condom onto his length. He
moved behind Elijah who had remained pushed up against the wall his
fists clenching and unclenching in anticipation. Orlando slid one hand
around Elijah's mouth to lessen the sound. Then desperate for his own
release he pushed forward using his weight to enter Elijah, shoving
hard, sinking his shaft all the way in deep. He paused as the
sensations of being sheathed in the tightness sent electric shocks up
his spine. Elijah's moans were just vibrations against his palm and he
couldn't tell if they were from pleasure or pain, and he no longer
cared.
"Is this what you wanted all these years? Knowing I was fucking
Dominic, always wanting it to be you?"
Elijah nodded his head and tried to push back against him, but Orlando
kept him pressed hard against the wall. He pulled back sliding all the
way out before burying himself again in one hard stroke. Elijah
shuddered under the impact his moans leaking out around the hand held
tight on his mouth.
"Is this how you imagined it Elijah? Me holding you, taking you,
burying my cock in you over an over?"
Elijah nodded again and Orlando slid his hand away from his mouth.
"Tell me what you wanted. Tell me you needed me to take you like
this," his voice tinged with bitterness.
"It's what I wanted, so shut the fuck up and do it already."
Orlando didn't answer he just reached down and grabbed Elijah's hips
so hard he could feel the bruises already forming under his finger
tips. He started to slam in and out of Elijah, just wanting to stop
thinking and lose himself in the moment. Orlando was silent as he
increased his speed, driving himself to his own release not caring
about Elijah any more. He heard him start to sob and he knew he should
stop but all he wanted was to feel Elijah break to pieces under his
fingers.
Elijah struggled to keep his footing and Orlando pushed him harder
against the wall, his fingers digging deeper in the smooth pale skin.
He drove in one final time and as he felt himself start to come, he
lent forward sinking his teeth into Elijah's neck biting down hard. He
tasted the salt of Elijah's sweat then the metallic tang of blood as
he felt his cock spasm deep in Elijah. He came so hard his vision swam
and he felt he might pass out, he pulled roughly out of Elijah and
sank down to sit on the edge of the bath. He dragged the condom off
threw it in the trash, pulling his jeans back over his hips. He
watched through half closed eyes as Elijah turned around, his hand
wrapped around his cock fisting it hard, seeking his own release.
Before he could think Orlando was on his knees again and crawling in
front of Elijah. He pulled the hand away and swallowed the hard
weeping cock into his throat. This time he let Elijah set the pace and
he gagged as he felt the length hit the back of his throat. Elijah
buried his fingers in his hair locking him in place as he looked down
at Orlando his blue eyes sparkling with desire and cruelty.
"It's never really a one time deal you know. Whenever Dom does
this you'll remember kneeling in front of me and you'll taste me in
the back of your throat. When you are with him you'll close your eyes
and you'll remember what it was like fucking me."
Elijah kept his eyes locked on Orlando's as he fucked hard down his
throat. It didn't take long before Orlando felt the cock pulse in his
and he swallowed hard, sucking everything out of Elijah's softening
erection. Orlando sat back on the floor slowly coming to his senses as
Elijah slid gracelessly down the wall, his body still shuddering.
Orlando could see the fingertip shaped bruises already blooming dark
on his body, the scratch marks an angry red on his chest.
"Fuck Elijah what have I done?" asked Orlando almost in tears.
His eyes flicked open the bright blue gone a mottled grey in the
aftermath of his orgasm.
"It's nothing I didn't want Orli."
"I never meant it to go so far, never meant to hurt you," he
could see the teeth marks clearly in Elijah's neck.
"Just shut the fuck up. I pushed you to do it but you went to the
edge with me so you better deal with it."
Elijah stood up dragging his jeans back on slipping his t-shirt over
his head. Without speaking he unlocked the door and walked out. A few
minutes later Orlando stopped shaking enough to drag himself to his
feet. He walked out and stood in the living room watching Elijah
sitting on the couch his knees pulled up to his chest his fingers
stroking the bite mark on his neck.
"'Lij I'm sorry it happened like this,"said Orlando brokenly.
"I'm not." he said without turning around.
Orlando walked back into the bedroom where Dom was still lying curled
up asleep. He wanted to climb in behind him and sleep and forget.
Instead he sat on the edge of the bed the smell of Elijah still
lingering on his clothes, the taste of him lingering in his mouth. He
knew Elijah had pushed him over the edge and now he wasn't sure there
was a way back for any of them.
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I was nervous about posting it since it was pretty dark and I thought it might freak people, it certainly freaked me a bit as I was writing it.
But I'm glad you enjoyed it, though I'm not sure enjoyed is pperhaps the right word really.
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