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fellowshippers2005-02-24 08:39 am
Ski Trip (7/7)
Ah... the end has come! Well, thank you to all reading this, it really does mean a lot to me! Hope you all enjoy the last, NC-17 rated part!
~*Xander*~
Title: Ski Trip
Author: Miss Xander
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Orlando/Elijah, Dom/Billy (mentioned), Viggo/Bean (mentioned)
Warnings: m/m relationships, sex and language
Orlando laid Elijah back on the bed, suddenly not so frantic as they had been. After all, they had plenty of time alone now. His fingers danced around the pale man’s skin. Orlando watched them move with rapt fascination, amused in the way they seemed to stand out against Elijah’s skin.
Elijah let out a soft, shaky breath as his eyes memorized Orlando’s concentrated face. A ragid gasp left his mouth as Orlando suddenly swooped down and captured Elijah’s nipple in between his teeth.
His hands thread in Orlando’s pirate hair, as it had been duped, urging the man with gentle pushes to go down lower on his body.
Orlando allowed his tongue to trace meaningless patterns along Elijah’s skin, nipping occasionally to bring forth angry red marks that he could suck tenderly on. After some consideration, Orlando decided what Elijah’s skin tasted like. “Strawberries.”
“Huh?” Elijah grunted in response to Orlando’s single word. The younger man’s mind was in a fuzzy haze and he was unsure of his ability to form coherent thoughts.
“You taste like strawberries, ironically enough,” Orlando supplied, his mouth latching on to Elijah’s hip bone and sucking in a soft line downward until he finally got to the very spot Elijah wanted him most.
“Must be gentic,” Elijah breathed as Orlando placed soft kisses on the inside of his thighs, spreading his legs further apart to grant him more access.
Orlando chuckled lightly and did something in the next minute that made Elijah arch clear off the bed. Opening his mouth wide, Orlando deep throated Elijah’s length, feeling it bump against the back of his throat and fighting the gag reflexes there.
“Dear god,” Elijah gasped out, his fingers tugging in Orlando’s hair.
Orlando hummed in return, moving his teeth slowly along Elijah’s length until he came to the head. His tongue circled around him, getting lost in the steady growing husky smell of sex floating upwards and assaulting his senses.
Elijah’s pulse raced as Orlando continued to suck and squeeze him, sending him throttling closer to the edge of insanity.
“Orli please,” Elijah finally managed to gasp out, tugging forcefully on the Brit’s hair, causing him to look up.
“Please what Elijah?” Orlando dragged out his name sexily as he stalked up his body, coming face to face with him.
Elijah gazed up into his eyes and, instead of responding, arched up and successfully captured Orlando’s lips in a heavy, passionate kiss.
He groaned into the kiss as he tasted his own precum on the older man. Their hips moved against each other, Elijah’s length rubbing against the denim of Orlando’s jeans and nearly throwing him over the edge.
Suddenly he jerked back from the kiss and moved is hands quickly down to Orlando’s belt buckle, unsnapping his jeans and pushing them down with his boxers in one fluid movement.
Orlando chuckled and grabbed his pants before they fell off the bed. “Anxious much Lij?”
“Oh just fuck me already,” Elijah growled, throwing Orlando a classic ‘Wood’ smirk when he looked surprised at him.
Orlando smirked back and pulled a condom from his pocket, unwrapping it and slipping it on easily enough. “Shit.” He breathed as he finished.
“What?” Elijah near whinned, sitting up slightly to see what the problem was.
“No lube,” Orlando sighed, then his eyes widened and he just as suddenly hopped off the bed and over to his bag.
Elijah laid back and groaned softly, his eyes falling close. He listened beyond the racing of blood in his ears as Orlando ruffled through his bag. He couldn’t believe they were about to do this. He had dreamt of this moment for years, and finally it was here.
In the next instant Elijah nearly screamed when a cold finger ran up his thigh. “Couldn’t have you falling asleep on me… or growing soft…” Orlando breathed, positioning a pillow under Elijah’s hips, then moving the younger man’s legs up on his shoulders.
“Shit… what did you use?” Elijah managed to asked, feeling his breath come in short gasps.
“Conditioner,” Orlando smirked, ran a hand brefily over himself. “Hey, at least you’re smell all coconut-y afterwards.”
“Joy,” Elijah groaned.
The men’s eyes locked as Orlando pushed straight into him, stretching him wide. Elijah’s head pushed back into the his pillow, his hips arching to meet Orlando’s thrust.
They moved against each other for what seemed like eternity, but neither care. Their breaths mingled as Orlando scooped down for a kiss, still moving his hips short against the younger man’s.
But their lazy pace was soon too much to handle and Orlando’s thrust became short and jerky, signalling he was near his peak.
“Damn Orli,” Elijah spat, beads a sweat falling down his face. “Shit… so close… fuck… god…”
“Look at me,” Orlando breathed, meeting Elijah’s eyes once more. “I wanna see you cum. I wanna hear you scream my name.”
“Fuck Orli…” Elijah dragged out as Orlando’s fingers twined around his length, tugging hard. This sent him over the edge, his eyes staying locked to Orlando’s as he clenched around him.
This sent Orlando over the edge and he stilled mid-thrust, whispering Elijah’s name over and over as he came.
Orlando collapsed beside Elijah, pulling out of him and falling beside him, completely spent. “That was good,” Elijah finally whispered, rolling over and throwing an arm over the older man’s waist.
Orlando smiled and pulled him close, his head nuzzling into Elijah’s. “Yeah, that was really good.”
“We should do it again sometime,” Elijah said as casually as he could, though he was truthfully counting the moments until the did.
“Yeah, sometime definitely soon,” Orlando agreed, feeling sleep rush through him in a steady wave.
“And to think, we have the whole ski trip ahead of us,” Elijah smirked, feeling Orlando smiled before they both drifted off into sleep.
THE END
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Hi there! I was flitting around here and there and ran across this comment. I'm very glad you enjoyed Fraternity, it's been a lot of
workfun to write! ;)I noticed you have Morning Wood. :) My friend
Thanks so much and glad to have another person spreading Orlijah love! They are the pretty!
*smooches*
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The WTF? Elijah icon is also made by
Thanks so much for crediting. Unless specified as not for use by the person who makes it, most things like that are up for grabs as long as they are credited in keywords.
*snogs*
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and i agree... we need to know what happens the rest of the week. the part where Orli regrets saying that, i bet it'd be hysterical!
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