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World Trip 2/?
Title: World Trip 2/?
Author/Email: Salogel
Pairing: Dom/Elijah
Rating: R(mainly for swearing)
Summary: Dom has to persuade Elijah to go and where will they start from?
Feedback: Yes please
Disclaimer: None of this happened or will ever happen. It is all made up in my overactive mind.
World Trip
Chapter 2 – Preparations
Elijah gave his mother one final hug while Dominic went inside the terminal to look for a baggage trolley.
“I’ll phone every week, mom. I promise.” Elijah suddenly felt very emotional. The last time he was away for months on end was when he went to New Zealand for the very first time five years ago.
Debbie stepped back from her son and looked at him. “You just have fun, Elijah. Don’t worry about me. I’ll look after everything here. You and Dom just enjoy yourselves. You both deserve it.”
Elijah nodded, and picked up his bag. “Ok, well…bye then, mom.”
Debbie smiled. “Off you go.” She paused for a moment. “See you next year.”
Elijah couldn’t answer. Almost 24 years old and he felt like crying because he was leaving his mom behind. He waved a small wave then turned and made his way into the building where Dominic was waiting for him. Once he was inside he took in a large deep breath and dropped his bag onto the trolley. This was it.
“You ok?” Dominic asked, his hands were thrust down deep inside his jeans pockets, a look of concern on his face. “Your mum, ok?”
“Fine. No worries.” Elijah’s voice was full of reassurance. Come on, let’s dump the bags and get some coffee. Our flight is hours away yet.”
“Right.” Dominic grinned. “Breakfast too.”
Elijah nodded, and in no time they found themselves sitting in one of the many airport cafes, relaxing and looking forward to their very long holiday. Dominic found himself watching Elijah as he skimmed through one of the daily papers. It was probably one of the last American papers that he would see in almost a year. Dominic had harbored serious doubts a few weeks back that this trip would ever go ahead. He should have known that it was going to take more than a long hard fuck to get Elijah to agree. And it had taken more, a lot more.
***
Almost straight away Elijah had voiced his doubts, and had suggested they take a couple of weeks vacation in Mexico instead. But Dominic was in a determined mood. Two weeks in Mexico was just not an option, and it had taken a lot of persuading on his part to finally get Elijah around to accepting the fact, that taking a year off would be ok. That is would be more than ok. That it would be fucking fantastically ok.
“But what about our apartment, the bills will still have to be paid.” Elijah could see a list a mile long of reasons not to go away for a year. “And what about visas, we are going to need them, aren’t we Dom? And jabs? Certain countries have all sorts of diseases. What if we caught a disease for Christ sake? We’ll have to be jabbed against them, and how do we decide what to take with us, clothing wise, I mean. Where do you fucking start? Hot climates, cold climates.” Elijah had shaken his head. “Sorry Dom, it’s a nice idea but it’s too impossible.”
Dominic was not about to give up. With every question that Elijah had asked he had an answer. He had a list a mile long of reasons to go, and most of them included himself being buried deep inside Elijah. Inside him, and fucking him. He was going to bring Elijah around to his way of thinking if it was they last thing he did.
“Your mum can look after the apartment and pay the bills, Lij.” He had begun. “She would be only too happy to do that, I know she would. You know she would, so there is no problem there in that respect. And as for visas. I don’t know, but there must be US Embassies in every country. Maybe we could pick up the necessary visas as we travel through. I’ll check that out tomorrow, but I can’t see that being a problem. I’ll find out about injections too. Its easy enough to find out what country has got what disease, and be buggered if we are going to visit anywhere with virulent tropical diseases anyway.”
Elijah had looked at Dominic with a very unsure look on his face.
“Come on, Lij.” Dominic had put on his most positive voice. “We’ve seen so little of each other over these past two years. A whole fucking year together. Think about it. It’ll be like getting to know each other all over again.”
Elijah was still not convinced. “What if a role comes through, and we’re not here to take it?”
“Elijah!” Dominic’s voice sounded stern and a little pissed off. “If a producer, or director really wants you, wants either of us, he’ll wait. We both need a fucking holiday, you know that. You fucking know that.”
Elijah had sighed. “I don’t know…”
“Christ, Lij…” Dominic had decided then, to go for a drive. It was either that or blow his top at Elijah, which he didn’t want to do. And he would make it a long drive too, he needed to think and he needed to be on his own. Bloody Elijah was always too fucking careful, he thought as he drove along the coastal road. He wanted to get out of LA. He needed to get out of LA, and although Elijah couldn’t see it right now, he had to get away too. What do fucking do? He slapped the steering wheel with his hand as he pressed his foot down harder on the accelerator.
Author/Email: Salogel
Pairing: Dom/Elijah
Rating: R(mainly for swearing)
Summary: Dom has to persuade Elijah to go and where will they start from?
Feedback: Yes please
Disclaimer: None of this happened or will ever happen. It is all made up in my overactive mind.
World Trip
Chapter 2 – Preparations
Elijah gave his mother one final hug while Dominic went inside the terminal to look for a baggage trolley.
“I’ll phone every week, mom. I promise.” Elijah suddenly felt very emotional. The last time he was away for months on end was when he went to New Zealand for the very first time five years ago.
Debbie stepped back from her son and looked at him. “You just have fun, Elijah. Don’t worry about me. I’ll look after everything here. You and Dom just enjoy yourselves. You both deserve it.”
Elijah nodded, and picked up his bag. “Ok, well…bye then, mom.”
Debbie smiled. “Off you go.” She paused for a moment. “See you next year.”
Elijah couldn’t answer. Almost 24 years old and he felt like crying because he was leaving his mom behind. He waved a small wave then turned and made his way into the building where Dominic was waiting for him. Once he was inside he took in a large deep breath and dropped his bag onto the trolley. This was it.
“You ok?” Dominic asked, his hands were thrust down deep inside his jeans pockets, a look of concern on his face. “Your mum, ok?”
“Fine. No worries.” Elijah’s voice was full of reassurance. Come on, let’s dump the bags and get some coffee. Our flight is hours away yet.”
“Right.” Dominic grinned. “Breakfast too.”
Elijah nodded, and in no time they found themselves sitting in one of the many airport cafes, relaxing and looking forward to their very long holiday. Dominic found himself watching Elijah as he skimmed through one of the daily papers. It was probably one of the last American papers that he would see in almost a year. Dominic had harbored serious doubts a few weeks back that this trip would ever go ahead. He should have known that it was going to take more than a long hard fuck to get Elijah to agree. And it had taken more, a lot more.
***
Almost straight away Elijah had voiced his doubts, and had suggested they take a couple of weeks vacation in Mexico instead. But Dominic was in a determined mood. Two weeks in Mexico was just not an option, and it had taken a lot of persuading on his part to finally get Elijah around to accepting the fact, that taking a year off would be ok. That is would be more than ok. That it would be fucking fantastically ok.
“But what about our apartment, the bills will still have to be paid.” Elijah could see a list a mile long of reasons not to go away for a year. “And what about visas, we are going to need them, aren’t we Dom? And jabs? Certain countries have all sorts of diseases. What if we caught a disease for Christ sake? We’ll have to be jabbed against them, and how do we decide what to take with us, clothing wise, I mean. Where do you fucking start? Hot climates, cold climates.” Elijah had shaken his head. “Sorry Dom, it’s a nice idea but it’s too impossible.”
Dominic was not about to give up. With every question that Elijah had asked he had an answer. He had a list a mile long of reasons to go, and most of them included himself being buried deep inside Elijah. Inside him, and fucking him. He was going to bring Elijah around to his way of thinking if it was they last thing he did.
“Your mum can look after the apartment and pay the bills, Lij.” He had begun. “She would be only too happy to do that, I know she would. You know she would, so there is no problem there in that respect. And as for visas. I don’t know, but there must be US Embassies in every country. Maybe we could pick up the necessary visas as we travel through. I’ll check that out tomorrow, but I can’t see that being a problem. I’ll find out about injections too. Its easy enough to find out what country has got what disease, and be buggered if we are going to visit anywhere with virulent tropical diseases anyway.”
Elijah had looked at Dominic with a very unsure look on his face.
“Come on, Lij.” Dominic had put on his most positive voice. “We’ve seen so little of each other over these past two years. A whole fucking year together. Think about it. It’ll be like getting to know each other all over again.”
Elijah was still not convinced. “What if a role comes through, and we’re not here to take it?”
“Elijah!” Dominic’s voice sounded stern and a little pissed off. “If a producer, or director really wants you, wants either of us, he’ll wait. We both need a fucking holiday, you know that. You fucking know that.”
Elijah had sighed. “I don’t know…”
“Christ, Lij…” Dominic had decided then, to go for a drive. It was either that or blow his top at Elijah, which he didn’t want to do. And he would make it a long drive too, he needed to think and he needed to be on his own. Bloody Elijah was always too fucking careful, he thought as he drove along the coastal road. He wanted to get out of LA. He needed to get out of LA, and although Elijah couldn’t see it right now, he had to get away too. What do fucking do? He slapped the steering wheel with his hand as he pressed his foot down harder on the accelerator.
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Title: World Trip 2/?
Author/Email: Salogel
Pairing: Dom/Elijah
Rating: R(mainly for swearing)
Summary: Dom has to persuade Elijah to go and where will they start from?
Feedback: Yes please
Disclaimer: None of this happened or will ever happen. It is all made up in my overactive mind.
<lj-cut text="World Trip - Chapter 2 - Preparations"><b><u>World Trip</u></b>
<u>Chapter 2 – Preparations</u>
Elijah gave his mother one final hug while Dominic went inside the terminal to look for a baggage trolley.
“I’ll phone every week, mom. I promise.” Elijah suddenly felt very emotional. The last time he was away for months on end was when he went to New Zealand for the very first time five years ago.
Debbie stepped back from her son and looked at him. “You just have fun, Elijah. Don’t worry about me. I’ll look after everything here. You and Dom just enjoy yourselves. You both deserve it.”
Elijah nodded, and picked up his bag. “Ok, well…bye then, mom.”
Debbie smiled. “Off you go.” She paused for a moment. “See you next year.”
Elijah couldn’t answer. Almost 24 years old and he felt like crying because he was leaving his mom behind. He waved a small wave then turned and made his way into the building where Dominic was waiting for him. Once he was inside he took in a large deep breath and dropped his bag onto the trolley. This was it.
“You ok?” Dominic asked, his hands were thrust down deep inside his jeans pockets, a look of concern on his face. “Your mum, ok?”
“Fine. No worries.” Elijah’s voice was full of reassurance. Come on, let’s dump the bags and get some coffee. Our flight is hours away yet.”
“Right.” Dominic grinned. “Breakfast too.”
Elijah nodded, and in no time they found themselves sitting in one of the many airport cafes, relaxing and looking forward to their very long holiday. Dominic found himself watching Elijah as he skimmed through one of the daily papers. It was probably one of the last American papers that he would see in almost a year. Dominic had harbored serious doubts a few weeks back that this trip would ever go ahead. He should have known that it was going to take more than a long hard fuck to get Elijah to agree. And it had taken more, a lot more.
***
Almost straight away Elijah had voiced his doubts, and had suggested they take a couple of weeks vacation in Mexico instead. But Dominic was in a determined mood. Two weeks in Mexico was just not an option, and it had taken a lot of persuading on his part to finally get Elijah around to accepting the fact, that taking a year off would be ok. That is would be more than ok. That it would be fucking fantastically ok.
“But what about our apartment, the bills will still have to be paid.” Elijah could see a list a mile long of reasons not to go away for a year. “And what about visas, we are going to need them, aren’t we Dom? And jabs? Certain countries have all sorts of diseases. What if we caught a disease for Christ sake? We’ll have to be jabbed against them, and how do we decide what to take with us, clothing wise, I mean. Where do you fucking start? Hot climates, cold climates.” Elijah had shaken his head. “Sorry Dom, it’s a nice idea but it’s too impossible.”
Dominic was not about to give up. With every question that Elijah had asked he had an answer. He had a list a mile long of reasons to go, and most of them included himself being buried deep inside Elijah. Inside him, and fucking him. He was going to bring Elijah around to his way of thinking if it was they last thing he did.
“Your mum can look after the apartment and pay the bills, Lij.” He had begun. “She would be only too happy to do that, I know she would. You know she would, so there is no problem there in that respect. And as for visas. I don’t know, but there must be US Embassies in every country. Maybe we could pick up the necessary visas as we travel through. I’ll check that out tomorrow, but I can’t see that being a problem. I’ll find out about injections too. Its easy enough to find out what country has got what disease, and be buggered if we are going to visit anywhere with virulent tropical diseases anyway.”
Elijah had looked at Dominic with a very unsure look on his face.
“Come on, Lij.” Dominic had put on his most positive voice. “We’ve seen so little of each other over these past two years. A whole fucking year together. Think about it. It’ll be like getting to know each other all over again.”
Elijah was still not convinced. “What if a role comes through, and we’re not here to take it?”
“Elijah!” Dominic’s voice sounded stern and a little pissed off. “If a producer, or director really wants you, wants either of us, he’ll wait. We both need a fucking holiday, you know that. You fucking know that.”
Elijah had sighed. “I don’t know…”
“Christ, Lij…” Dominic had decided then, to go for a drive. It was either that or blow his top at Elijah, which he didn’t want to do. And he would make it a long drive too, he needed to think and he needed to be on his own. <i>Bloody Elijah was always too fucking careful</i>, he thought as he drove along the coastal road. He wanted to get out of LA. He needed to get out of LA, and although Elijah couldn’t see it right now, he had to get away too. <i>What do fucking do?</i> He slapped the steering wheel with his hand as he pressed his foot down harder on the accelerator. <i.But bloody Elijah was having none of it. Fuck!!!!!</i>
Dominic ignored his mobile phone yet again. He looked at the caller and slipped the phone back into his pocket. <i>Elijah can bloody stew</i>. He stood looking out at the ocean. A whole world was waiting to be explored out there. And yes he supposed it could be quite a scary and daunting thing to do. <i>Oh, Elijah,</i> he thought. <i>All I want to do is be with you…</i> Dominic watched the sun set before returning back to his car. If Elijah’s mind was made up, what could he do? Fucking Mexico it was then.
It was dark by the time he pulled up and parked his car outside their apartment. He had debated going to a bar and getting pissed, but thought better of it. As he entered the apartment he could hear music playing from the small study. He went to the kitchen and got a beer from the fridge and popped the cap. He then made his way slowly over to the study, the door was slightly ajar. It squeaked when he pushed it open.
“Dom!” Elijah turned around in his chair, his smile was genuine and not in the least bit accusing.
Dominic’s heart melted a little. It always did. Elijah wasn’t mad at him. He hardly ever was. He felt like a right wanker driving off like he did.
“Sorry, Lij.” Dominic walked over and stood behind Elijah. He placed his beer bottle down on the table and placed both his hands on Elijah’s shoulders. “I’m such a twat. You are right; a world trip was a stupid idea. Don’t know what I was thinking.”
“Hmmm…” Elijah had turned back to whatever he was doing at the table, and Dominic looked over his shoulder. Elijah was surrounded by books.
“What are you doing, Lij?” Dominic leaned one arm over Elijah and reached out and picked up one of the books. It was a world atlas.
Elijah removed his glasses, and rubbed his eyes before putting them back on. He looked up at Dominic, a smile spreading across his face. “Where would you like to start?” He asked.
“You’re fucking kidding, right?” Dominic looked at Elijah, not believing what he was hearing, or what he was seeing. “I thought you didn’t want to do it.”
“But I do, Dom.” Elijah voice was soft. “Yes, I was unsure, but I always am about anything new. You should know that, remember how long it took me to kiss you at the beginning?”
Dominic chuckled. “Yeah…I remember. You played it nice and cool, fucking drove me nuts you did.”
Elijah smiled and looked back at the books. “I don’t have a clue where to start.” He looked back up at Dominic. “Where would you like to start?”
“Hmmmm…. let me think.” Dominic lowered his head down so that his lips pressed into the back of Elijah’s neck. “What about here?”
Elijah giggled softly. “That’s not what I meant.”
“No?” Dominic pressed his mouth down a little harder and suckled on the smooth skin. He then slowly let his lips travel along the short distance to just below Elijah’s ear. “What about here then?” he murmured.
Elijah giggled again as Dominic’s tongue taunted his skin. “Dom, stop it…come on…where…uhh…do you want to start?” Elijah involuntarily shivered at Dominic’s touch.
“Mmmmmm…” Dominic continued his oral assault on Elijah’s neck; he could feel Elijah’s body starting to relax as it began surrendering itself to him.
“Ummm…Dom…” Elijah tried to concentrate on what he was saying. He had been studying these books for hours while Dominic was out. But Dominic’s mouth was doing too good a job. “North, or…uhhh....uhhh...south…Oh God,” Elijah groaned as he felt Dominic’s hand brush across his thigh and cup his growing arousal.
“South…” Dominic growled into Elijah’s ear. “I like going down south.” Then Dominic dropped onto his knees and spun the swivel chair around so that Elijah was facing him. He placed his hands on both of Elijah’s knees and pushed his legs apart. Elijah closed his eyes when he felt Dominic’s hand unzip him. He knew right there and then that they were not going to make a decision that evening.
**
They walked through passport control and into the departure lounge. It was extremely busy. There were a lot of people flying out for Christmas. A nineteen-hour flight lay ahead of them. But they were used to it, after all how many times had they been to New Zealand and back. They must have clocked up some air miles over the past few years. But New Zealand was not their destination this time. Elijah had said to Dominic while looking at the travel books that he would like to begin their vacation by seeing a white Christmas. He had never experienced one before, not one that he could remember anyway.
Dominic had thought that sounded like a good idea, and while Elijah was out he had gone onto the Internet and done a little surfing. When Elijah returned he couldn’t wait to tell him what he had found.
“You want a white Christmas, don’t you, Lij?” Dominic had a very pleased with himself grin on his face.
“Yes,” Elijah nodded as he shrugged off his jacket and hung it up. He looked at Dominic expectantly.
“Rovaniemi.” Dominic smiled at his announcement.
Elijah raised his eyebrows. “Excuse me?”
“Rovaniemi, for Christmas.”
“Ok…” Elijah spoke slowly as he went to sit down. “And where exactly is…Rov..whatever..its called?”
“Don’t you see Lij, “ Dominic sounded very excited. “Rovaniemi is Christmas.”
“Dom…where it is?” Elijah couldn’t help smiling at Dominic’s enthusiasm.
Dominic sat down opposite Elijah. “It’s in Finland, it’s known as ‘the gateway to Lapland’. It looks fucking fantastic, Lij.”
“Ok.” Elijah nodded. “Sounds cool.”
“And wait for this.” Dominic paused for effect. “It’s where Santa lives.”
Elijah laughed out loud. “Fuck off!!”
“No really. It’s where all the Santa thing comes from, all the stories and stuff. Lij, they have a proper Santa village there, you can go and see him and everything.”
Elijah stopped laughing at looked at Dominic. He couldn’t tell if Dominic was being serious or not. “You’re fucking with me, right?”
Dominic laughed then. “No, Lij. I’m serious. You want a white Christmas, and I’m going to give it to you, with all the trimmings. All of them. I want this Christmas to be really special for you, Lij. I want you to remember it forever.”
Elijah suddenly felt his throat tighten and was lost for words. “Ok,” he finally nodded. Jesus he felt like he was going to cry.
“Great!” Dominic got onto his feet. “I’m going to arrange it now.” He carried on speaking as he made his way out of the room. “We’ve finally made a start Lij. And don’t worry about what to take. We’ll buy it all there. I read that as a number one tip on one of the Internet sites.”
Elijah nodded and then took a few deep breaths before getting out of his chair and joining Dominic at the computer. At last they had made a decision, soon they would be on their way.
tbc</lj-cut>
First part can be read <a href="http://www.geocities.com/the_lotr_gutter/salogelworldtrippt1.html">here</a>
Author/Email: Salogel
Pairing: Dom/Elijah
Rating: R(mainly for swearing)
Summary: Dom has to persuade Elijah to go and where will they start from?
Feedback: Yes please
Disclaimer: None of this happened or will ever happen. It is all made up in my overactive mind.
<lj-cut text="World Trip - Chapter 2 - Preparations"><b><u>World Trip</u></b>
<u>Chapter 2 – Preparations</u>
Elijah gave his mother one final hug while Dominic went inside the terminal to look for a baggage trolley.
“I’ll phone every week, mom. I promise.” Elijah suddenly felt very emotional. The last time he was away for months on end was when he went to New Zealand for the very first time five years ago.
Debbie stepped back from her son and looked at him. “You just have fun, Elijah. Don’t worry about me. I’ll look after everything here. You and Dom just enjoy yourselves. You both deserve it.”
Elijah nodded, and picked up his bag. “Ok, well…bye then, mom.”
Debbie smiled. “Off you go.” She paused for a moment. “See you next year.”
Elijah couldn’t answer. Almost 24 years old and he felt like crying because he was leaving his mom behind. He waved a small wave then turned and made his way into the building where Dominic was waiting for him. Once he was inside he took in a large deep breath and dropped his bag onto the trolley. This was it.
“You ok?” Dominic asked, his hands were thrust down deep inside his jeans pockets, a look of concern on his face. “Your mum, ok?”
“Fine. No worries.” Elijah’s voice was full of reassurance. Come on, let’s dump the bags and get some coffee. Our flight is hours away yet.”
“Right.” Dominic grinned. “Breakfast too.”
Elijah nodded, and in no time they found themselves sitting in one of the many airport cafes, relaxing and looking forward to their very long holiday. Dominic found himself watching Elijah as he skimmed through one of the daily papers. It was probably one of the last American papers that he would see in almost a year. Dominic had harbored serious doubts a few weeks back that this trip would ever go ahead. He should have known that it was going to take more than a long hard fuck to get Elijah to agree. And it had taken more, a lot more.
***
Almost straight away Elijah had voiced his doubts, and had suggested they take a couple of weeks vacation in Mexico instead. But Dominic was in a determined mood. Two weeks in Mexico was just not an option, and it had taken a lot of persuading on his part to finally get Elijah around to accepting the fact, that taking a year off would be ok. That is would be more than ok. That it would be fucking fantastically ok.
“But what about our apartment, the bills will still have to be paid.” Elijah could see a list a mile long of reasons not to go away for a year. “And what about visas, we are going to need them, aren’t we Dom? And jabs? Certain countries have all sorts of diseases. What if we caught a disease for Christ sake? We’ll have to be jabbed against them, and how do we decide what to take with us, clothing wise, I mean. Where do you fucking start? Hot climates, cold climates.” Elijah had shaken his head. “Sorry Dom, it’s a nice idea but it’s too impossible.”
Dominic was not about to give up. With every question that Elijah had asked he had an answer. He had a list a mile long of reasons to go, and most of them included himself being buried deep inside Elijah. Inside him, and fucking him. He was going to bring Elijah around to his way of thinking if it was they last thing he did.
“Your mum can look after the apartment and pay the bills, Lij.” He had begun. “She would be only too happy to do that, I know she would. You know she would, so there is no problem there in that respect. And as for visas. I don’t know, but there must be US Embassies in every country. Maybe we could pick up the necessary visas as we travel through. I’ll check that out tomorrow, but I can’t see that being a problem. I’ll find out about injections too. Its easy enough to find out what country has got what disease, and be buggered if we are going to visit anywhere with virulent tropical diseases anyway.”
Elijah had looked at Dominic with a very unsure look on his face.
“Come on, Lij.” Dominic had put on his most positive voice. “We’ve seen so little of each other over these past two years. A whole fucking year together. Think about it. It’ll be like getting to know each other all over again.”
Elijah was still not convinced. “What if a role comes through, and we’re not here to take it?”
“Elijah!” Dominic’s voice sounded stern and a little pissed off. “If a producer, or director really wants you, wants either of us, he’ll wait. We both need a fucking holiday, you know that. You fucking know that.”
Elijah had sighed. “I don’t know…”
“Christ, Lij…” Dominic had decided then, to go for a drive. It was either that or blow his top at Elijah, which he didn’t want to do. And he would make it a long drive too, he needed to think and he needed to be on his own. <i>Bloody Elijah was always too fucking careful</i>, he thought as he drove along the coastal road. He wanted to get out of LA. He needed to get out of LA, and although Elijah couldn’t see it right now, he had to get away too. <i>What do fucking do?</i> He slapped the steering wheel with his hand as he pressed his foot down harder on the accelerator. <i.But bloody Elijah was having none of it. Fuck!!!!!</i>
Dominic ignored his mobile phone yet again. He looked at the caller and slipped the phone back into his pocket. <i>Elijah can bloody stew</i>. He stood looking out at the ocean. A whole world was waiting to be explored out there. And yes he supposed it could be quite a scary and daunting thing to do. <i>Oh, Elijah,</i> he thought. <i>All I want to do is be with you…</i> Dominic watched the sun set before returning back to his car. If Elijah’s mind was made up, what could he do? Fucking Mexico it was then.
It was dark by the time he pulled up and parked his car outside their apartment. He had debated going to a bar and getting pissed, but thought better of it. As he entered the apartment he could hear music playing from the small study. He went to the kitchen and got a beer from the fridge and popped the cap. He then made his way slowly over to the study, the door was slightly ajar. It squeaked when he pushed it open.
“Dom!” Elijah turned around in his chair, his smile was genuine and not in the least bit accusing.
Dominic’s heart melted a little. It always did. Elijah wasn’t mad at him. He hardly ever was. He felt like a right wanker driving off like he did.
“Sorry, Lij.” Dominic walked over and stood behind Elijah. He placed his beer bottle down on the table and placed both his hands on Elijah’s shoulders. “I’m such a twat. You are right; a world trip was a stupid idea. Don’t know what I was thinking.”
“Hmmm…” Elijah had turned back to whatever he was doing at the table, and Dominic looked over his shoulder. Elijah was surrounded by books.
“What are you doing, Lij?” Dominic leaned one arm over Elijah and reached out and picked up one of the books. It was a world atlas.
Elijah removed his glasses, and rubbed his eyes before putting them back on. He looked up at Dominic, a smile spreading across his face. “Where would you like to start?” He asked.
“You’re fucking kidding, right?” Dominic looked at Elijah, not believing what he was hearing, or what he was seeing. “I thought you didn’t want to do it.”
“But I do, Dom.” Elijah voice was soft. “Yes, I was unsure, but I always am about anything new. You should know that, remember how long it took me to kiss you at the beginning?”
Dominic chuckled. “Yeah…I remember. You played it nice and cool, fucking drove me nuts you did.”
Elijah smiled and looked back at the books. “I don’t have a clue where to start.” He looked back up at Dominic. “Where would you like to start?”
“Hmmmm…. let me think.” Dominic lowered his head down so that his lips pressed into the back of Elijah’s neck. “What about here?”
Elijah giggled softly. “That’s not what I meant.”
“No?” Dominic pressed his mouth down a little harder and suckled on the smooth skin. He then slowly let his lips travel along the short distance to just below Elijah’s ear. “What about here then?” he murmured.
Elijah giggled again as Dominic’s tongue taunted his skin. “Dom, stop it…come on…where…uhh…do you want to start?” Elijah involuntarily shivered at Dominic’s touch.
“Mmmmmm…” Dominic continued his oral assault on Elijah’s neck; he could feel Elijah’s body starting to relax as it began surrendering itself to him.
“Ummm…Dom…” Elijah tried to concentrate on what he was saying. He had been studying these books for hours while Dominic was out. But Dominic’s mouth was doing too good a job. “North, or…uhhh....uhhh...south…Oh God,” Elijah groaned as he felt Dominic’s hand brush across his thigh and cup his growing arousal.
“South…” Dominic growled into Elijah’s ear. “I like going down south.” Then Dominic dropped onto his knees and spun the swivel chair around so that Elijah was facing him. He placed his hands on both of Elijah’s knees and pushed his legs apart. Elijah closed his eyes when he felt Dominic’s hand unzip him. He knew right there and then that they were not going to make a decision that evening.
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They walked through passport control and into the departure lounge. It was extremely busy. There were a lot of people flying out for Christmas. A nineteen-hour flight lay ahead of them. But they were used to it, after all how many times had they been to New Zealand and back. They must have clocked up some air miles over the past few years. But New Zealand was not their destination this time. Elijah had said to Dominic while looking at the travel books that he would like to begin their vacation by seeing a white Christmas. He had never experienced one before, not one that he could remember anyway.
Dominic had thought that sounded like a good idea, and while Elijah was out he had gone onto the Internet and done a little surfing. When Elijah returned he couldn’t wait to tell him what he had found.
“You want a white Christmas, don’t you, Lij?” Dominic had a very pleased with himself grin on his face.
“Yes,” Elijah nodded as he shrugged off his jacket and hung it up. He looked at Dominic expectantly.
“Rovaniemi.” Dominic smiled at his announcement.
Elijah raised his eyebrows. “Excuse me?”
“Rovaniemi, for Christmas.”
“Ok…” Elijah spoke slowly as he went to sit down. “And where exactly is…Rov..whatever..its called?”
“Don’t you see Lij, “ Dominic sounded very excited. “Rovaniemi is Christmas.”
“Dom…where it is?” Elijah couldn’t help smiling at Dominic’s enthusiasm.
Dominic sat down opposite Elijah. “It’s in Finland, it’s known as ‘the gateway to Lapland’. It looks fucking fantastic, Lij.”
“Ok.” Elijah nodded. “Sounds cool.”
“And wait for this.” Dominic paused for effect. “It’s where Santa lives.”
Elijah laughed out loud. “Fuck off!!”
“No really. It’s where all the Santa thing comes from, all the stories and stuff. Lij, they have a proper Santa village there, you can go and see him and everything.”
Elijah stopped laughing at looked at Dominic. He couldn’t tell if Dominic was being serious or not. “You’re fucking with me, right?”
Dominic laughed then. “No, Lij. I’m serious. You want a white Christmas, and I’m going to give it to you, with all the trimmings. All of them. I want this Christmas to be really special for you, Lij. I want you to remember it forever.”
Elijah suddenly felt his throat tighten and was lost for words. “Ok,” he finally nodded. Jesus he felt like he was going to cry.
“Great!” Dominic got onto his feet. “I’m going to arrange it now.” He carried on speaking as he made his way out of the room. “We’ve finally made a start Lij. And don’t worry about what to take. We’ll buy it all there. I read that as a number one tip on one of the Internet sites.”
Elijah nodded and then took a few deep breaths before getting out of his chair and joining Dominic at the computer. At last they had made a decision, soon they would be on their way.
tbc</lj-cut>
First part can be read <a href="http://www.geocities.com/the_lotr_gutter/salogelworldtrippt1.html">here</a>
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This fic is just too awwdorable. I love the concept of a trip around the world. Very original fic idea-- I don't think I've ever seen it been tried before.
I hope you're still planning on continuing. :)
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*gets up right next to your ear, while you're asleep*
*takes in a big breath*
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
*glass shatters in the background*
*small voice* Yay!!
You make me happy!! Can't wait for the next aprt!!
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Just wrote some more smut at the beginning of the the next part!!! :)
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