fellowshippers | FIC: Once (DM/OB)

Title: Once
Author: chichijh5
Pairing: Dom and Orlando
Rating: R-NC17
Disclaimer: From my own imagination...NOT REAL!
Summary: Boys having some fun!

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Dom is dancing to the music just like everyone else on the dance floor. He's been there for what seems like an eternity, surprisingly dancing with the same random girl the whole while.

Dom is out with Billy, Orlando, and Elijah as usual, when they all coincidentally have free time, and are in the same town together.
They started off their boys' night at pub, and later moved on to the club in which Dom is dancing in at the moment. They had some to drink at the pub, but not too much to make fools of themselves...just yet. They were just foolin' around with each other just to get a rise out of the other patrons in the pub. What else could they do with their increasing energy?
At the club, the guys drank a few down together, and then basically split up to go on the prowl for whatever fun they felt like delving in this night.
Dom and Orlando went off to the dance floor with their arms around each. They were both nearly plastered, but not too fucked up yet.
They snaked their way through the throbbing crowd, and finally made to their destination: somewhere in the middle of the throb.
The two men released each other and started going with the music. Once in a while they'd touch whichever body part was nearest to the other...the two men weren't just completely jazzed, hyped from the drunken state, they were also in a high state of sexual energy.
Dom and Orlando were attracted to each other not because they were homosexual, but because they both saw the rare and raw attractiveness, and beauty of the other.
Dom draped his arms over Orlando's shoulders as he started to just sway to the music so as not to deplete his energy too fast. Dom's eye was then caught by a woman dancing by herself just a few feet away from him. The woman was in her own world, and the people around her seemed to take note of this since she had no partner.
Dom was provoked to go dance with this daring woman. He slipped his arms from off of Orlando's shoulders, and danced over to the woman.
Dom did not touch the woman, but merely mirrored her movements in his own masculine way of dancing. Eventually the woman turned about-face, and noticed Dom. She had a startled look on her face which melted away soon enough when she saw that he was not some shmuck there ready to make a move on her.
The woman reached out and touched Dom's arm.

Dom turns from his consistent random dance partner to take note of what happened to Orlando.
Dom sees Orlando in the same situation as he saw his dance partner only a few moments ago. He smiles at how Orlando is in his own world, a rare moment in the young actor's life.
Dom turns back to his dance partner only to bow and blow her a kiss. She returns the blown kiss, and continues on with her dancing. Dom turns in his bow back in Orlando's direction. Dom straightens and zigzags through the throb once again to a dance partner.
This time, however, Dom takes this dance partner in his arms. Orlando had his back to Dom when he embraced him, so he pauses his dancing to look over his shoulder to see the person who nonchalantly put her/his arms around Orlando as though they are the best of friends. Orlando recognizes the eyes that peer back at him from over his shoulder, and continues his dancing. Seamlessly, Orlando turns to face Dom, and the two men slip their arms around each other and start dancing like a couple at a high school dance during a romantic slow song.
"Did you have fun with her?" Orlando yells into Dom's ear.
"Oh yeah! We were all over each other...I thought she was gonna throw off her panties, and beg for me to shag her right there in the crowd!" Dom yells, laughs back. Both men throw their heads back in laughter and released each other.
Dom grabs Orlando hand, and starts pulling him towards the bar.
"We need to get some more alcohol in our systems!" Dom yells back over his shoulder as he and Orlando--still holding hands--snake back to the bar.
Orlando and Dom take a sit in some open stools, and give their orders to the bartender. Orlando looks to his right, and nudges Dom.
"Hey, we came back in time..." he points out to Dom.
Dom's eyes follow to where Orlando was to pointing to...Elijah and Billy also at the bar, a few stools down.
The two grab their drinks, and snake over to their oblivious friends.
"BOO!!" Dom yells into Elijah's ear as he comes from behind the younger man. Elijah jumps, and Billy laughs.
"HEY!" the seated men yelled. All four raise their drinks in salute to each other, and chug the rest of the liquid contained in their glasses.
They call the bartender over, and order another round.

"Shit!" Dom exclaims. "I think I'm gonna leave! I am SO FUCKING TIRED!" Dom stands up from his stool, and does a little jig to stretch.
"Anyone wanna get a cab with me?" he asks, offers.
"I'll..." enters Orlando.
"No, I wanna get more shit-faced!" Elijah simply returns.
"I'll look after 'lij..." winks Billeh.
"Don't do anything I'd do!" winks back Dom.
"See ya kids later!" yells Orlando over the continually overbearing music.

"Wanna have some more drinks at my place?" Dom asks Orlando as the cab pulls up alongside them.
"Sure," Orlando offers.

Orlando and Dom try to not stumble too obviously through the lobby of Dom's apartment building towards the elevators. The two men almost fall into elevator. Dom somehow presses the floor for his apartment, and all goes quiet for the ride up.
The way to Dom's was pretty quiet except for the exchange of few words with the cabbie and the doorman.
In the elevator, the two men merely looked at each other...each in their own thoughts.
The two stumble back out of the elevator when it reaches Dom's floor. They continue to stumble over to the door of Dom's apartment. They lean on the door and wall to catch their breaths.
Dom fumblingly gets his keys, and unlocks his door.
The two men stumble into the apartment. Orlando stumbles to a chair, and falls into it. Dom locks up, stumbles to his couch, and falls on his stomach onto it.
Dom sluggishly turns his head, and peers over at Orlando. Orlando is also looking at Dom sleepily from beneath his half-mast eyelids.
The two stare at each other for some odd moments, until Dom pushed his arms up from underneath himself. Dom stands up a little more energized.
"Let's see what I have in the fridge," he says as he walks into his kitchen.
Dom opens the fridge door, and for a few minutes basks in the cool air breathing out from the fridge.
Dom holds his breath as he feels two hot hands drop on his shoulders and slide over down onto his chest.
Orlando pulls himself up against Dom's own hot body. Orlando's body immediately responds to the warmth radiating from Dom. Dom soon feels Orlando's response, and closes the fridge door.
Orlando slides his arms over and around Dom's shoulders and arms to put his arms around Dom's torso. Dom lifts his arms slowly, and turns around to face Orlando.
Dom slips his own arms around Orlando's torso, and pulls him in even closer to press his hot, wanting lips to Orlando's lips.
Tongues bashfully enter hot, wet mouths to feel around new territory.
Dom and Orlando's bodies respond to the new feelings and sensation, and feel the other's body response to them.
Dom slides his hands up Orlando's back, and neck, and stills them at the back of Orlando's head, resting them in the soft curls. Dom deepens the kiss by tightening his grip within the curls, and pushing Orlando's head all those few millimeters closer to his own.
The two slowly, exquisitely release each other to regain their breath. Dom pulls Orlando's head towards his only to rest their foreheads together with their breaths mingling in the short distance between their open mouths.
Orlando looks hungrily at Dom's wet, swollen lips wanting to once again have Dom's taste in his mouth and on his lips.
Orlando grabs Dom's head, and pulls them once again into a passionate kiss, all the more desperate and wanting.
The hardnesses between the two men's bodies continued to grow all the more impossibly hard.
Dom almost regretfully pulled his mouth from Orlando's irresistible mouth to release the other man. Dom quickly grasped for one of Orlando's own as they fell to his sides; and holding tightly onto Orlando's hand, Dom led the way to his bedroom.

Dom and Orlando's mouths and hands hungrily seek out the other's as the two men fumble to quickly undress each other. Once both men are completely naked, Dom pushes Orlando away. Orlando is somewhat confused, but his mind goes numb, or free, as his eyes take in the sight before him.
Both hungrily take in the sight of the other man's nude body. The thin sheen of sweat, deep rise and fall of thundering chests, and the hard length continually rising between narrow hips could be seen on the men's bodies by the light coming in through the bedroom window.
Dom drops to his knees, and crawls to Orlando's feet. Once there, Dom looks up into the other man's eyes "innocently."
Orlando sharply takes in a gasp of air as Dom's hand tightly grasps the base of the hard length flagging between his hips. Orlando had not seen Dom's hand snake up between his legs because of the lust and passion passing between the two men's eyes.
Dom begins to stroke Orlando's length using the pearly liquid leaking from the tip as lubrication.
Orlando struggles for breath as the hand on his impossibly hard length picks up speed and increases pressure. When Orlando's whole spine begins to become all the more fiery and his breath becomes more ragged, Dom releases the straining hard length only to replace his hand with his hot, enveloping mouth.
Orlando releases all of his moans and grunts when the hot, wet suctioning replaces the warm, rasping stroking. Orlando's spine once again becomes fiery, and he exclaims Dom's name as finally came into the welcoming mouth.
Orlando continues his hard grip on Dom's shoulders as Dom cleans his length.
Orlando looks up from his still half-shuttered eyelids at Dom from where he stood up from being at Orlando's feet. And he hungrily continues his look down Dom's body to the neglected, twitching hard length between Dom's own narrow hips.
Orlando unconsciously licks his lips from which Dom takes his cue.
Dom grabs Orlando's hand once again to finally bring the two to the bed.
Both men crawl onto the bed, but Dom stretches over to the bedside table closest to him to pull something from its drawer.
Orlando sleepily lies back onto the bed only to be awakened by the warmth and pressure that suddenly surrounds him. Dom grabs up Orlando from the bed to pull him into another countless passionate kiss.
Orlando's body immediately responds because of the memories of only a couple minutes ago.
Dom lets their bodies fall to the bed, with his covering the darker man's own. Dom holds Orlando's darker body to his own lighter body subtracting as much space from between the two as much as possible.
The men roll, thrust, grind, throb together on the bed, their hard lengths in constant contact with the other or the other's body.
Dom wanted more, and so he slips his hand down Orlando's back, over his rounded, firm buttocks, and stops his fingers over the other entrance into Orlando's body.
Dom increased the pressure of his fingers over the entrance, and felt the response of Orlando's body wanting to increase that pressure.
Dom looks into Orlando's eyes, and sees complete trust.
Dom opens the bottle of lubrication he had grabbed from the bedside table, and applies a liberal amount to his fingers.
Dom lowers his fingers back to Orlando's entrance. Dom slowly presses one finger in. After a while of pushing in and pulling back out, Dom adds a second finger. Both men are soon moaning into each other's shoulders.
"I want you inside of me...I'm ready..." gasps, whispers Orlando into Dom's ear.
Dom releases Orlando, and the men reposition themselves into more comfortable positions: Orlando on his hands and knees near the head of the bed, and Dom kneeling between Orlando's spread, inviting legs.
Dom applies a liberal amount of lubrication to his hard length. Dom holds onto Orlando's hip with one hand while with the other he slowly guides himself into Orlando.
Dom agonizingly slowly slides his entire length into Orlando so as to cause as little pain as possible for Orlando--causing MUCH pleasure in the process for Orlando when Dom's length slides along the right spot within Orlando. Orlando immediately starts moaning and writhing before Dom's hips are flush with Orlando's buttocks.
Dom holds still for Orlando for a few moments. When Dom felt Orlando thrusting, he too began thrusting.
Dom holds onto Orlando's hips as he first slowly pumps into Orlando.
The two men increase the speed and intensity of the pumping of their hips as the pleasure through their bodies and the fire through their spines too increase.
Orlando feels the fire and pleasure zero on down to his groin, and again says Dom name.
Dom hears the need in the other man's voice, and reaches around and down over Orlando's hip to grasp and stroke the hard length between his legs.
Dom pumps into Orlando and pumps Orlando's length at the same rhythm.
Orlando cries out Dom's name once again as fire and pleasure finally rushes down his spine, and down, out through his groin, coming into Dom's hand.
When Dom felt Orlando's body tighten down around his length, he increases his pumping into Orlando, slamming his hips against Orlando's buttocks.
Dom feels the fire and pleasure as it races down his spine, out through his groin, and out filling Orlando.
Orlando feels the heat that escapes Dom as he comes into Orlando.
The men collapse onto the bed, a pile of rubbery limbs. Dom slides out of Orlando, and slides his arms back around his chest.
The men fall asleep as that pile of rubbery limbs.

Dom awakens to sunlight streaming onto his face. He could feel the slightest trace of a hangover all throughout his body.
Today won't be so bad, Dom thinks to himself.
Dom stretches like a cat, kicking the bedsheets off his legs in the process.
Dom slides out of bed, and grabs a pair of boxers from his dresser.
Dom slides on his boxers as he walks to the door out into the hallway.

Dom sees Orlando sitting at the kitchen table, helping himself, eating a bowl of Dom's cold cereal.
Dom steps into the kitchen, and again stretches. Orlando looks up at the loud escape of breath from Dom's mouth, and smiles in reply.
Dom smiles back, "Good morning!"

FIC: Once (DM/OB)

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