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fellowshippers2005-03-09 03:56 pm
violettefemme.livejournal.com) wrote in fellowshippers2005-03-09 03:56 pm
Orlando/Elijah, drabble & ficlet, R
Title: Untitled & The L Word
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violettefemme
Pairing: OB/EW
Rating: R
Warning: None that I can think of
Summary: A little quiet time together...
Beta: The really fabulouslisabellex
A/N: The first part is the original drabble. The second part is a little ficlet that evolved from the drabble.
Untitled
His breath is hot against the inside of Orlando's wrist; his lips moist as he rubs them back and forth over the pulse point. Elijah loves to feel the life there. He loves to tease the veins until they bulge slightly and he can feel the blood push against his lips. He loves to feel his chest push against his lover's back as he breathes and the pressure of his thighs cradling Orlando's slim hips and the small but intense pain of Orlando's elbow digging into his stomach.
His heartbeat is faster than usual; Orlando notices as his head rests in the center of Elijah's chest. His fingers are cold against the warmth of Elijah's temple, and he feels the flutter of eyelashes against his palm; indulgent like butterfly wings. Orlando loves the soft down on Elijah's cheeks; loves the catch-pull as the pads of his slightly rough fingers curl through Elijah's hair. He wiggles his hips to settle deeper into Elijah. Orlando teases the tendons behind Elijah's knee through worn denim and hums his contentment.
There is nothing better than this.
***
The L Word
His breath is hot against the inside of Orlando's wrist; his lips moist as he rubs them back and forth over the pulse point. Elijah loves to feel the life there. He loves to tease the veins until they bulge slightly and he can feel the blood push against his lips. He loves to feel his chest push against his lover's back as he breathes; and the pressure of his thighs cradling Orlando's slim hips; and the small but intense pain of Orlando's elbow digging into his stomach.
There is nothing better than this.
His heartbeat is faster than usual; Orlando notices as his head rests in the center of Elijah's chest. His fingers are cold against the warmth of Elijah's temple, and he feels the flutter of eyelashes against his palm; indulgent like butterfly wings. Orlando loves the soft down on Elijah's cheeks; loves the catch-pull as the pads of his slightly rough fingers curl through Elijah's hair. He wiggles his hips to settle deeper into Elijah. Orlando teases the tendons behind Elijah's knee through worn denim and glances at the clock.
They still have a few minutes.
Orlando pulls his wrist away. Turning, he slides up Elijah's chest until his chin rests just under Elijah's own. A warm dry kiss is pressed to Elijah's flushed bottom lip. A finger paints its way down Orlando's neck to press at the hollow of his collar bone and the breath rushes from Orlando's lungs, hot and humid against his lover's lips.
"Mmm, love you," Orlando mouths against his cheek.
"Love you too, Orli," Elijah returns as he slides his hands into Orlando's back pockets.
Orlando's eyebrows knit together suddenly and his eyes cloud over. Elijah can almost feel the sigh building up in him.
"Baby?" Orlando whispers.
"Hmmm?" Elijah pulls back and looks down at Orlando's teeth as they worry his bottom lip.
Orlando turns around more fully, straddling one denim-clad thigh with his own. Elijah's breath catches and his hips flex as his lover inadvertantly brushes against the beginnings of an erection. Orlando leans forward and wraps his arms around Elijah's neck, pulling himself flush against the reclining man.
"Do you think Bette and Tina will get back together?" Orlando asks as he glances back at the television.
Elijah barks out a laugh and pushes the man away from him slightly. "What the fuck? Here I am thinking about how sexy my boyfriend is, while you're thinking about fictional lesbians!"
"They're not fictional!" Orlando whines.
"Sure," Elijah chuckles. "And you're really a two thousand year-old pirate-elf who makes swords and hangs out with tricksey hobbits."
"That's a bit different," Orlando says softly as he glances back at the clock and twists back around to turn the volume up on the TV.
"How's it different? They aren't real!" Elijah pinches Orlando's ass playfully.
"They're real to me..." Orlando pouts.
Elijah's chuckle turns into full-blown laughter. "You're a complete mess, d'you know that?"
"Shh, love..." Orlando says as the opening segment of his favorite show begins. He settles back against Elijah's chest. "You can tell me how mad and sexy I am after we find out what happens with Bette and Tina."
Author:
violettefemmePairing: OB/EW
Rating: R
Warning: None that I can think of
Summary: A little quiet time together...
Beta: The really fabulous
lisabellex A/N: The first part is the original drabble. The second part is a little ficlet that evolved from the drabble.
Untitled
His breath is hot against the inside of Orlando's wrist; his lips moist as he rubs them back and forth over the pulse point. Elijah loves to feel the life there. He loves to tease the veins until they bulge slightly and he can feel the blood push against his lips. He loves to feel his chest push against his lover's back as he breathes and the pressure of his thighs cradling Orlando's slim hips and the small but intense pain of Orlando's elbow digging into his stomach.
His heartbeat is faster than usual; Orlando notices as his head rests in the center of Elijah's chest. His fingers are cold against the warmth of Elijah's temple, and he feels the flutter of eyelashes against his palm; indulgent like butterfly wings. Orlando loves the soft down on Elijah's cheeks; loves the catch-pull as the pads of his slightly rough fingers curl through Elijah's hair. He wiggles his hips to settle deeper into Elijah. Orlando teases the tendons behind Elijah's knee through worn denim and hums his contentment.
There is nothing better than this.
***
The L Word
His breath is hot against the inside of Orlando's wrist; his lips moist as he rubs them back and forth over the pulse point. Elijah loves to feel the life there. He loves to tease the veins until they bulge slightly and he can feel the blood push against his lips. He loves to feel his chest push against his lover's back as he breathes; and the pressure of his thighs cradling Orlando's slim hips; and the small but intense pain of Orlando's elbow digging into his stomach.
There is nothing better than this.
His heartbeat is faster than usual; Orlando notices as his head rests in the center of Elijah's chest. His fingers are cold against the warmth of Elijah's temple, and he feels the flutter of eyelashes against his palm; indulgent like butterfly wings. Orlando loves the soft down on Elijah's cheeks; loves the catch-pull as the pads of his slightly rough fingers curl through Elijah's hair. He wiggles his hips to settle deeper into Elijah. Orlando teases the tendons behind Elijah's knee through worn denim and glances at the clock.
They still have a few minutes.
Orlando pulls his wrist away. Turning, he slides up Elijah's chest until his chin rests just under Elijah's own. A warm dry kiss is pressed to Elijah's flushed bottom lip. A finger paints its way down Orlando's neck to press at the hollow of his collar bone and the breath rushes from Orlando's lungs, hot and humid against his lover's lips.
"Mmm, love you," Orlando mouths against his cheek.
"Love you too, Orli," Elijah returns as he slides his hands into Orlando's back pockets.
Orlando's eyebrows knit together suddenly and his eyes cloud over. Elijah can almost feel the sigh building up in him.
"Baby?" Orlando whispers.
"Hmmm?" Elijah pulls back and looks down at Orlando's teeth as they worry his bottom lip.
Orlando turns around more fully, straddling one denim-clad thigh with his own. Elijah's breath catches and his hips flex as his lover inadvertantly brushes against the beginnings of an erection. Orlando leans forward and wraps his arms around Elijah's neck, pulling himself flush against the reclining man.
"Do you think Bette and Tina will get back together?" Orlando asks as he glances back at the television.
Elijah barks out a laugh and pushes the man away from him slightly. "What the fuck? Here I am thinking about how sexy my boyfriend is, while you're thinking about fictional lesbians!"
"They're not fictional!" Orlando whines.
"Sure," Elijah chuckles. "And you're really a two thousand year-old pirate-elf who makes swords and hangs out with tricksey hobbits."
"That's a bit different," Orlando says softly as he glances back at the clock and twists back around to turn the volume up on the TV.
"How's it different? They aren't real!" Elijah pinches Orlando's ass playfully.
"They're real to me..." Orlando pouts.
Elijah's chuckle turns into full-blown laughter. "You're a complete mess, d'you know that?"
"Shh, love..." Orlando says as the opening segment of his favorite show begins. He settles back against Elijah's chest. "You can tell me how mad and sexy I am after we find out what happens with Bette and Tina."
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Oh, I love that... I'm totally there with Elijah, doing as he does, feeling what he feels...
He loves to feel his chest push against his lover's back as he breathes; and the pressure of his thighs cradling Orlando's slim hips; and the small but intense pain of Orlando's elbow digging into his stomach.
This I adore! All those feelings, and the small but intense pain in particular *dies*!
This is a lovely, lovely ficlet. Orlando's pre-occupation with the TV lesbians is so endearing, particularly the fact that he seems to be caught up by the relationship between two characters on the show, rather than just hankering for gratuitous hot girl-on-girl action in a more typical guy way!
I really enjoyed the easy, sexy dynamic between Orlando and Elijah, and would love to read more!
Bravo!
;)
PS: Just one little nudge... you need a disclaimer in your title! ;)
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You know I always always forget the disclaimer. It just seems so silly. Of course they aren't mine, and who would pay me for this crap? If you find someone who wants to let me know!
Will remember to include it next time... Hopefully
*hugs*
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Aw!! *blushes* Thank you for that!
Loved doing it, hon.
;)
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