Love Soon

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Title: Love Soon

Author: The Chad

Rating: NC-17 (duh... hello! This is me! And I'm cooped up in my house all alone... I NEED an outlet)

Pairing: Dom/Lijah... mentions Lij with Franka... but it's a plot thing! And there’s a Kate/Orli mention and a Billy/Orli mention and a Viggo/Beannie mention... and a lesbian mention... so yeah

Summary: Stuff happens... yeah... stuff *nods profusely*

Warnings: Angst... fluff (at least one paragraph of fluffiness) and sex! Yay sex! *dances* okay... it’s more of blowjob than actual sex... but still! And homophobia... that should be a warning cuz it should... yeah... leave me alone! Gosh! *blushes* *hides head in shame*

Notes: The song is "Love Soon" by somebody *shrug* lol... I've never heard it but hey... it works! *wink* enjoy! And as a side note... Elijah says "fuck" or "fucking" 42 times in this story... so yeah

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"Shite," Billy cursed. A large gust of wind blew the mess tent down upon them.

"As if things weren't bad enough," Orlando's voice was muffled beneath the rough canvass material.

"Is everyone all right?" Peter's voice asked. He'd obviously fought his way out from the heavy tent.

"Just dandy," Liv stated and crawled out from under an edge of fabric.

"I thought you said these tents were strong," Dom scowled at Peter, fighting through the last bit of material to freedom.

"They are," Peter shrugged. "We didn't think they'd fall over."

"That's ruddy brilliant, isn't it?" Orlando joined them.

"Thanks for that," Viggo stood up from the jumbled mess and rubbed his shoulder.

"Uh, guys," Billy's voice called. "Little help here?"

"I think it's this way," Sean stated; the group of people who'd managed to get out of the tent's evil clutches saw two moving figures they could only assume to be Billy Boyd and Sean Astin.

"Holy shite," Billy panted for breath as the two men surfaced from the material. "That was horrible."

"You think?" Dom bent over and helped Billy up. "Where's Lij?" Dom asked, looking around the group of 100 or so people.

"Bet he's still in there," Sean answered. "He's really tired; those steps we've been working on all week really take it out of you. You feel like you can't move.”

“But you made it out all right,” Dom raised his eyebrows at Sean.

“I’m not in nearly the amount of pain he is; I reguarlarly work out, so it’s not that much effort for me,” Sean shrugged.

“I’ve called someone to come and fix the tent,” Peter walked back over to the group.

“Lij is still in there,” Dom said. “I think I’ll go in and get him.”

“Just be careful of your feet!” Peter called as Dom disappeared into the canvass fabric.

“Lij?” Dom crawled on his stomach, searching for his friend. A sick thought crossed his mind as he felt water start to seep in from the earth into his clothes: “At least I won’t have to get any more dirt for this afternoon’s final battle scene.”

Dom heard a muffled moan of pain come from his left. He twisted to see Elijah surrounded by the dirty white canvass.

“Elijah,” Dom hurried over to him. “You all right, mate?” He asked.

Elijah’s reply was a strained, “Ow.”

“What’s wrong mate?” Dom smiled. “Canvass got your tongue?”

“Fuck you,” Elijah groaned and clutched his side.

“What’s wrong?” Dom’s voice filled with concern.

“I hit the fucking table when I was trying to crawl out,” He managed. “Fucking hell, I’m sore.”

“What hurts?” Dom asked.

“Fucking everything. These fucking stairs we have to climb, holy shit, they take all the fucking energy out of you. Everything hurts at the end of the fucking day. I already slipped and fell and have a bruise on my fucking rib; then I had to hit the fucking table in the same fucking spot,” Elijah gritted his teeth.

“Come on, mate,” Dom offered. “Let’s get the hell out of here.”

“Fuck, Dom, I don’t think I can move,” Elijah stated. “It hurts so much; now I’m being a fucking pansy.”

“You’re not a fucking pansy,” Dom laughed. “Pete sent someone to come and fix the tent; we can stay here until they get it back up,” He suggested.

“Good,” Elijah moved slightly but soon realized what a mistake that was. “Holy fuck! Shit! I can’t even move so I can try to get in a more comfortable position! And I’m fucking cold!” A string of profanities fell from his lips as he tried to grab some canvass but was only met with searing pain.

“Here,” Dom crawled closer to him.

“What are you doing?” Elijah asked, a shiver of fear running through him as Dom wrapped those strong arms around Elijah’s frail frame.

“Keeping you warm,” Dom said.

“Fuck, I’m sore,” Elijah said, casually leaning into Dom.

I know you've been sworn
I read your complaint
You're needing someone older
And though I've been warned to live day by day
There's something taking over
“You coming to the club, Lij?” Sean asked as everyone made to leave set for the day.
“How the fuck do you do it, Sean?” Elijah questioned and hobbled over to him. “I can barely fucking move, let alone consider getting pissed.”
“Ye sore?” Billy asked.
“No shit, Sherlock,” Elijah rolled his eyes.
“Me-ow,” Orlando said.
“Sorry, guys,” Elijah grimaced at Orlando’s taunt. “I guess this soreness is making me cranky. I don’t even know how many times I’ve said ‘fuck’ today,” He smiled apologetically.
“Sixteen,” Dom joined them. “Seventeen if you count that one; either way, Bills owes me ten quid,” He opened a can of beer.
“Starting early?” Orlando asked.
“Why does Bill owe you ten quid?” Elijah tried to process this thought.
“I said that ye’d swear at least twenty-five times before the day was up. Dom said ye wouldn’t; I lost,” Billy shrugged and stole Dom’s beer, taking a swig.
“I’m glad to know I’m a running bet around here,” Elijah rolled his eyes. “So you’re all going to the club?”
“Except me,” Orlando stated. “Kate is flying in,” He said.
“That blonde whore of ye’s?” Billy asked, holding the beer can out of Dom’s reach.
“Don’t call her that!” Orlando scowled at him.
“Tis what she is, mate,” Billy shook his head.
“Is not!” Orlando shoved Billy hard against the chest, and the older man stumbled backward. Dom took the opportunity to grab his beer.
“Get a room, already!” Viggo called from across the car park. Sean Bean’s arm was draped loosely around Viggo’s waist.
“That’s what we’ve been telling them for a long time,” Dom called back.
“Hey!” Billy and Orlando shouted in unison.
“What? Everyone knows that you two fancy each other,” Dom smirked.
“I have to go,” Sean hopped into his car and drove off.
“Homophobe,” Dom shook his head.
“We had a thing,” Orlando stated.
“It’s over,” Billy finished for him. They got into their cars and drove off in separate directions.
“Need a ride, Lij?” Dom offered, taking another swig from the nearly-forgotten beer.
“You’re asking me this as you get drunk? Comforting,” Elijah rolled his eyes.
“It’s only one beer; besides Orli made Bills spill most of it anyway,” He hopped into the car. “Get in, poof,” Dom reached over and opened the passenger door for Elijah.
“Why the fuck not? But if we die, I’m suing,” He fastened his seatbelt.
“Good luck with that, mate, seeing as you’ll be dead,” Dom laughed and put the car into gear.
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“Bloody hell,” Elijah cursed.
“What?” Dom asked.
“I left my keys in the fucking make-up trailer,” He slammed his head against the dash.
“I’m glad you told me that before we got to your place; you can stay at my flat tonight,” Dom said and turned toward his apartment.
“Thanks, mate, I owe you one,” Elijah sighed in relief.
“For starters, stop trying to be British,” Dom rolled his eyes at Lij’s faux Brit-speak.
Dom and Elijah trudged into his apartment and all but crashed on the couch.
“Fuck, man, aren’t you supposed to be meeting them at the club?” Elijah asked, rubbing a sore shoulder and grimacing as pain filled him with his every movement.
“Fuck it,” Dom said. “I’ll just say I took you home and we got pissed,” He laughed. “They’ll be glad I wasn’t there; we all know what happens when Dom gets drunk,” He smirked.
“Holy fuck,” Elijah groaned, sitting on the couch.
“Sore?” Dom asked, plopping down next to him.
“Fuck yes,” Elijah nodded. He felt Dom drape a shoulder around him, and he leaned into the older man.
“I have an idea,” Dom stated and stood up, pulling a reluctant Elijah with him.
“What?” Elijah groaned, pain racing through every nerve at the sudden movement.
“I want to hold you and make it all better,” Dom stated.
“We can try it,” Elijah shrugged, bad idea. “Fuck! That hurt!”
“Come on,” Dom tugged his hand and led him off into the bedroom.
Once in the room, Dom dropped Elijah’s hand and tore off his shirt. He stripped down to his boxers. Elijah thought he should feel nervous or at least a little uncomfortable, but instead he liked looking at Dom’s chiseled stomach and tight abs. He even caught himself staring.
“Your turn,” Dom stated.
“Huh?” Elijah met his dark eyes. The light in the room was dim, and Dom’s face was as unreadable as ever.
“Take your clothes off,” He stated. “Whoa, that came out wrong. I meant...”
“I know,” Elijah said. “I just don’t think I can muster the will power to go through as much pain as that would take,” He barked a laugh.
“Then I’ll do it,” Dom said.
He took a few cautious steps toward Elijah and slowly lifted the cotton material from the young man’s torso. He bent down and tossed Elijah’s shoes and socks side. Dom stood back up, level with Elijah once again. He met blue eyes in the darkness of his room and was glad Elijah couldn’t see him blush as he unzipped Lij’s pants. Dom slid the blue jeans past plaid boxers, a hand almost catching in the elastic waistband and pulling the boxers off with the denim material of Elijah’s jeans.
“Thanks,” Elijah breathed, and Dom was shocked to find the other boy’s mouth so close to his ear.
“Let’s get into bed,” Dom stated, and he pulled Elijah in under the covers.
The men curled together, basking in their combined warmth.
“Fuck, this is nice,” Elijah smiled against the crook of Dom’s shoulder meeting his neck where Elijah rested his head.
“Twenty-three,” Dom laughed.
“Little fucker,” Elijah’s face came up to meet Dom’s. “I love it,” He smiled and pressed his lips to the older man’s.
Dom sucked Elijah’s tongue into his mouth, loving the foreign feeling. The American tasted like a rich mocha with the slightest hint of cigarette smoke. Elijah flicked his tongue across Dom’s, the taste of light beer lingering and instantly effecting Elijah’s senses. They kissed for a good two minutes, taking small breaks to breathe.
“Mmm... night,” Elijah said finally and closed his eyes against Dom’s warm chest.

Did you expect to kiss me one time
While looking at me with the same eyes ever again?
So come on and face it
So come on and face it
It's time that we say it
“Oy, Dom!” Billy raced up to Dom who was just coming out of the costume trailer. “Where were ye last night?” He asked as the two walked to the make-up trailer to get their feet on.
“Around,” Dom shrugged. He pushed open the door and walked into the trailer. Elijah and Sean were already there, make-up artists brushing glue across the tender bottoms of their feet.
“Where were ye? Ye completely ditched us!” Billy scowled at him and took a deep swig of his coffee.
“Yeah, Dom, where were you?” Sean asked, standing up at the order of Sean Foot.
Dom caught Elijah’s eye, and they smiled at each other; their secret danced between them. Dom had to restrain himself from waltzing over to Elijah and slamming their lips together; things were different now and Dom couldn’t help but notice how attractive Elijah was.
“Dom took me home, were we proceeded to get completely drunk; I couldn’t let him drive fucking pissed,” Elijah smiled.
“Thanks for that then,” Sean smiled. “I don’t fancy seeing a naked Dom,” He laughed.
Elijah shuddered. Yet it wasn’t from the repulsion of seeing a naked Dom, it was from the desire to see a naked Dom.
“Arsehole,” Dom glared at them.
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“You feeling better, Lij?” Sean asked as everyone met in the car park to say farewell for the weekend.
“If you are, we’re all meeting at the club,” Orlando walked up to the group, holding hands with Kate.
“I’m not,” Billy stated. “I have more important things to do than get pissed with you lot,” He turned and strutted off.
“Is he all right?” Kate asked Orlando.
“Never you mind,” Orlando shook his head. “It doesn’t matter.”
“I don’t think I feel up to the club,” Elijah shook his head at the group. “It’s a nice long weekend, so I thought I would rest up and recover from this soreness,” He told them.
“I bet you’re glad that we’re done with that scene,” Sean laughed and clamped Elijah on the shoulder.
“I’ll take you home,” Dom offered.
“Lij, if he gets pissed, keep him there, all right?” Sean stated and hopped into his vehicle.
“See you at the club,” Viggo walked off with Sean Bean who was on set because Viggo was still there.
“They’re such a cute couple!” Kate bubbled.
“I know, our little Beannie’s all growed up,” Dom sniffed and blinked back fake tears.
“See you all later,” Orlando said and drove off with Kate.
“The weekend,” Dom stretched his arms above his head and took a deep breath. “No more work until Tuesday.”
“I love three-day weekends,” Elijah smiled and wrapped his arms around Dom now that they were alone.
“Feels like we’re back at school or something,” Dom laughed, running his fingers through Elijah’s spiky hair.
“Huh?” Elijah looked questioningly up at Dom.
“The normal people who go to school used to have three-day weekends every once in awhile,” Dom stated as if explaining that the world is round to a little kid.
“Fuck you,” Elijah mumbled.
“How about kissing first?” Dom asked.
They met each other half way and pressed their lips together. Dom’s tongue pried Elijah’s mouth open and tasted every inch of the warm wetness.
“Let’s go home,” Elijah suggested, dragging Dom’s bottom lip between his teeth.

You can cross the line whenever you want to
I'm calling it love soon
Close your mind and waste some time if you have to
I'm calling it love soon
It's not about you now
It's what we are
“Guys! You made it!” A half-drunk Orlando called across the club to Dom and Elijah.
A few weeks had passed since Kate had arrived in New Zealand, and the cast could tell she’d be leaving soon. Some even thought it would be the end of the relationship.
“Good riddance,” Elijah thought to himself as Kate rolled her eyes at Orlando’s rowdy shouting.
“We thought you’d guys would never come back to the club!” Orlando said, entirely too loudly, earning another eye roll from Kate.
“This is why we don’t let women join us,” Dom whispered to Elijah. “I remember now.”
“So what do you guys think?” Viggo asked, scooting over to let Dom and Lij sit in the curved booth.
“It sucks,” Dom shook his head. “I don’t want filming to be over. It’s been a lot of work and all, but I’m going to miss it more than anything,” Dom stated.
“More than anything?” Beannie raised an eyebrow at Dom. Dom cast a glance to Elijah who was talking with Kate.
“Maybe not everything,” He shrugged.
“I’m kinda glad it’s almost done,” Sean stated.
“You would be,” Viggo laughed.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Sean demanded.
“You never really seem into this whole acting thing,” Dom nodded.
“That’s just ‘cause it’s work to me,” Sean shrugged.
“But it’s so much fun. Think about the amazing experience this has been! Think about the friends you’ve made and the things you’ve seen because of it,” Dom stated. “And it’s all going to be gone in a month! How can you tell me you won’t miss it?”
“I want to get back to my life,” Sean nodded. “Back to Ali and Christine and all that.”
“Then go! If you’re going to take this experience for granted, then just pack your bags and leave now!” Dom nearly growled.
“Touchy,” Sean said. “I have to go home now anyway. See you on set tomorrow,” He left a few bills and left the club.
“What’d you do?” Elijah leaned over and asked Dom. “You fucking pissed him off,” He smiled at Dom. “Good job.”
“Thanks, hon,” Dom smirked.
“Hon?” Beannie studied them. “Are you two...?”
“No! Fuck, no!” Elijah jumped back, putting as much space between himself and Dom as he could. “I’m fucking straight!”
“Oh, right, sorry,” Beannie apologized.
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“Would it be so bad to let people know?” Dom asked as they walked into his apartment later that night.
“Know what?” Elijah didn’t meet his eyes.
“You know what!” Dom growled. “About us!”
“Fuck, Dom!” Elijah stripped off his shirt. “There’s nothing to tell,” He stated.
“So what is this to you? You come home with me every night and we fall asleep in each other’s arms; doesn’t that mean anything?” Dom demanded, glowering at Elijah as he hopped into bed.
“It means that we’re friends,” Elijah said simply.
“Friends that snog each other?” Dom shouted.
“Dom, stop. Fuck, I don’t know what you want from me,” He shook his head.
“Out!” Dom screamed, tears forming in his eyes.
“What?” Elijah sat up in the bed, staring at Dom in confusion.
“You heard me,” Dom gritted his teeth. “Get out.”
“But, Dominic...” Elijah’s eyes were pleading.
“Get the fuck out of my house,” He pointed to the door, ignoring the pain Elijah’s words had caused him.
“Dom...” Elijah stood up and reached to touch Dom on the shoulder; Dom recoiled.
“Go. Now.”
With a last backwards glance, Elijah walked out of the room. He slammed the door behind him when he left.

Your mother complains that you need a woman
You haven't mentioned me yet
And all of your friends don't know who I am
I've been your best secret kept
“I’m going to miss you,” Sean gave Elijah a huge hug.
“We’ll see each other again for pick-ups,” Elijah reassured him.
“I can’t wait for that,” Orlando stated and scooped Elijah up in his arms. “Have fun in L.A. and New York,” He sat the younger man back down.
“Come on, guys!” Billy called. “Ian’s plane is leaving!”
The group ran over to the big window where they knew Ian would see them. They each held up hand made signs bearing cruel jokes about Ian’s sexual orientation. Ian read the signs and sent them the bird followed by a two-finger salute before heading onto the plane.
“Who’s next to leave?” Peter asked.
“Orlando,” Billy stated. They all followed Orlando to his terminal.
The dark-haired man hugged each of them again.
“I’ll miss you all,” He said.
Billy lingered at the back of the crowd, the only one not receiving hugs from Orli.
“Come ‘ere, you,” Orlando said and scooped Billy into a massive hug. “I love you,” Elijah heard Orlando whisper into Billy’s ear.
“Love?” A voice in his head asked. “Can two men fall in love?”
“Yes,” A stronger voice said.
“Then I should be with him,” Elijah whispered out loud, red hot tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
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“Mom! I’m home!” Elijah called as he opened the door to his mother’s house. There was no response.
Elijah sighed and walked out to the guest house where he lived. He threw his bags on the living room floor and stripped off his shirt. He collapsed face-down onto his bed and breathed in the clean smell of fabric. He thought back to his goodbye to the cast.
~Flashback~
“Bye, Sean,” Elijah hugged him once more. “Bye, Pete,” He hugged the director only to be crushed by Peter’s strong arms. “Can’t fucking breathe,” Elijah stated.
He embraced Beannie, Viggo, Liv, Cate, Billy, Ian Holm, and Andy all in turn. That only left Dom.
“Bye,” Elijah nodded at him; tears formed his eyes as Dom just raised a hand and waved. Elijah tried not to think about how much he wanted a goodbye snog, a goodbye hug, hell, he’d even settle for a pat. He just wanted Dom to touch him again.
Dom just said, “Oy, you better go,” and walked off.
Elijah hung his head and boarded the plane. He glanced back only once to see Dom leading the group to his terminal.\
~End Flashback~
“Honey?” Elijah stirred at the sound of his mother’s voice.
“I’m here!” Elijah called.
“Oh my god!” His mother raced over and embraced him. “I saw your car and was so mad that I wasn’t here to great you!” She squeezed him tight. “So... how are you? How’s the love life? Any girls to speak of?”
“Um... not really,” Elijah shrugged. “I’ve been busy.”
“I see,” His mother nodded knowingly. “There’s someone here that I want you to meet,” She said.
“Who?” Elijah asked.
“You can come in,” His mother called. A tall German girl walked into his bedroom.
“Mom! Holy fuck! I’m not even dressed!” Elijah hopped up and rummaged for a shirt.
“So? Elijah, this is Franka; Franka, this is Elijah,” His mother introduced them.
“Hi,” Elijah held his hand out to Franka. “I think I know you; aren’t we going to start filming that one movie soon?”
“Yes we are,” Franka said, her voice thick with a German accent.
“I’m going to fix dinner and let you two get acquainted,” His mother left the room.
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“Franka, we need to talk,” Elijah stated. “You’re a great girl and all, but I don’t think this is working,” He shook his head.
“Really?” She asked. Elijah nodded. “Oh thank god!” Franka breathed.
“What?”
“Elijah, I’m a lesbian,” Franka whispered. “Don’t tell anyone though,” She pleaded. “I don’t think the world would take kindly to a homosexual sex symbol.”
“You’re a lesbian? Fuck!” Elijah couldn’t believe his luck. “No wonder!” He laughed.
“I know,” She sighed. “Not that the sex was bad...”
“No, it was pleasurable, but just not...” Elijah searched for the word.
“Right?” Franka offered.
“Exactly,” He nodded.
“Besides, you obviously love someone else,” She stated.
“What?” He studied her.
“Why not talk to him?” Franka asked.
“Talk to who?” He demanded.
“Dominic,” She stated simply. “He’s in town, you know,” She smiled at him from across the table.
“I know,” He confessed and hung his head. “But how did you know about my feelings for him?” He asked.
“I found your diary,” She didn’t meet his incredulous stare. “Besides, anyone can figure it out. You have a shrine of him in your closet.”
“It’s not a shrine,” Elijah objected. She raised an eyebrow at him. “Fuck, so it’s verging on shrine-like, so what?”
“You really should talk to him. I know he’d want to hear from you,” She got up and left the restaurant.

I understand I wasn't part of the plan
A dollar short, a minute early
But I am your man
So come on and face it
So come on and face it
It's time that we say it
“Hello, may I help you?” The lady who answered the door asked.
“I’m looking for Dom... Mr. Monaghan,” Elijah stated.
“Mr. Monaghan’s out back in the pool,” She opened the door to let Elijah in. “You must be Mr. Wood,” She stated.
“How’d you know?” He asked.
“First off, you’re famous, and second off, I’m Franka’s cousin; didn’t she tell you?”
“Nope,” He shook his head. “It’s a conspiracy,” He nodded. “Like on Spider-man, only it’s ‘don’t tell Elijah’ instead of Harry.”
“You’re funny,” The German woman nodded. “I like that,” She led him to a back door. “The pool’s just there,” She pointed.
“Fucking hell,” Elijah cursed when the maid left. “I can’t believe I’m fucking doing this.”
Elijah gathered up his courage, taking his time to physc himself out before opening a sliding glass door and stepping outside. He forced himself not to moan in a combination of sexually agony, nerves, and pain as he saw a bare-chested, soaking-wet Dom floating on the surface of chlorinated water. He studied Dom for a moment, the other man’s eyes were closed and he wore a pair of bright yellow swim trunks.
“Ahem,” Elijah cleared his throat.
The sound obviously startled Dom, and he fell under the water.
“Fuck, man! Are you all right?” Elijah raced to the edge of the pool as Dom surfaced.
“Bloody brilliant,” Dom mumbled, lifting himself out of the pool. He grabbed a towel and started drying off before looking at Elijah. “What the hell are you doing here?” Dom did a double take, just now realizing who scared him shitless.
“I was hoping we could talk,” Elijah’s face turned scarlet, and he looked away from Dom.
“Oh?” Dom tried to keep the eagerness from his voice.
“There’s a lot, man,” He stared at the wet pavement. “There’s a lot of stuff to work through and deal with. There’s a lot that has to be forgiven, but can we fuck it? Can we just fuck all that shit and shove it away? Instead of waiting and fixing things, can we just be kissing now? Can we just be like we were? Will you just touch me?” Elijah pleaded, locking eyes with Dom.
“Fuck yes,” Dom stated and moved to Elijah. He ran his over Elijah’s cotton-clad chest.
Elijah shoved their lips together and slipped his tongue into Dom’s mouth. Both men had forgotten the intoxicating sensation of this and the way the world seemed to disappear. They had forgotten how dizzy it made them. They had forgotten how good it felt.
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“A T-shirt company? That’s a great idea!” Elijah’s mom gushed. She handed the boys cold sodas from her fridge. “But it will be a lot of work. Do you think you can manage it with Dom going to Hawaii for Lost and with your busy filming schedule?” She asked.
“Some things you have to make time for,” Elijah stated and looked at Dom. Underneath the counter, Elijah intertwined his fingers with Dom’s.
“All right, honey,” His mother gathered her purse. “I trust you,” She stated. “Now, I have a date, and I won’t be back until late; don’t you wait up, all right?”
“Mom, I’m twenty-three; I’m a little past worrying about where you are,” He smiled.
“Before I go,” His mother looked at him. “Can we talk outside?” She gestured to the living room.
“’Kay,” Elijah dropped Dom’s hand and walked into the living room. “What?” He asked.
“Is your friend... gay?” His mother asked.
“Dom?” Elijah looked incredulously at her. “How can you ask that?” He pretended to be offended.
“I’m sorry, honey; I just worry. He looked at you so... strangely,” She fumbled for something in her purse.
“Mom, it’s my job to worry about those things; you just go out and have a good time,” Elijah stated and shoved her out the door.

You can cross the line whenever you want to
I'm calling it love soon
cCose your mind and waste some time if you have to
I'm calling it love soon
It's not about you now
It's what we are
“Where were we?” Elijah asked, gliding back into the kitchen.
“Right about here,” Dom smirked and walked over to Elijah, pulling their lips together. His hands snaked up Elijah’s shirt.
“Hands,” Elijah breathed against Dom’s lips. “Hands in new places.”
“Do you want me to stop?” Dom asked, pulling back slightly. Elijah responded by grabbing Dom’s ass and pulling their hips together. Their erections rubbed together through the denim of their jeans.
“Does it seem like it?” Elijah asked.
“No,” Dom breathed, shaking as Elijah started grinding into him. “Shit, Lij.”
“We have to make it back to the guest house,” Elijah moaned. He tugged Dom’s hand, and they ran across the yard, fueled by sexual desire.
As soon as they walked into Elijah’s bedroom, Elijah had Dom pinned to the bed. He stripped his shirt off and then Dom’s; Elijah immediately started ravishing Dom’s skin.
“I want you,” Elijah breathed in-between kisses. “I want to taste you,” He bit at Dom’s soft nipple. “I want to make you come,” His voice was a low growl somewhere from the back of his throat.
“Shit, Lij,” Dom’s body responded to the dirty talk by arching into him, Dom’s erection straining his pants and hitting Elijah’s chest.
“Mmm... I love to feel how much you want me,” Elijah dipped his tongue into Dom’s naval and then licked Dom’s happy trail.
“Lijah... Fuck,” Dom breathed. “Stop teasing me or I’m going to come in my pants.”
Dom arched into him as Elijah unzipped his pants and shoved down Dom’s boxers, freeing his aching member. Elijah twirled his tongue around Dom’s balls, the hair tickling his chin.
“Fuck yes!” Dom screamed as Elijah engulfed his cock in the wet warmth of his mouth.
Dom vaguely wondered where Elijah’s tongue had learned to move around the large shaft. He vaguely wondered how Elijah knew how to suck a guy so expertly, but thoughts soon flew out the window as Elijah’s hand started massaging Dom’s balls. Dom felt the orgasm boiling inside him and started pumping his hips into Elijah’s greedy mouth.
“Fucking holy bloody hell!” Dom screamed as Elijah’s tongue did this twisting motion along a very sensitive bundle of nerves. “I’m coming!” Dom shouted and released his load in Elijah’s hungry mouth. Elijah didn’t gag or choke, he just swallowed expertly until Dom’s come stopped flowing from the tip of his dick.
“Mmm...” Elijah sat up and closed his eyes, clearly enjoying the taste in his mouth. “You taste so fucking good.”
“Where’d you learn to do that?” Dom asked.
“That’s my little secret,” Elijah winked.
“I won’t be nearly as good as you were, but I’m going to suck your cock now,” Dom forced Elijah back on the bed and crawled over him. "I'm going to make you come so hard that you'll beg for more," Dom unzipped Elijah's pants and kissed along bare skin. He slipped Elijah's jeans and boxers to the floor.
Dom started sucking on the exposed high curve of the hipbone, licking along the warm flesh.
"Dom, please," Elijah begged.
"Please what?"
"Suck me, please," Elijah moaned. "Touch me; I don't care, just make me come."
Dom's tongue danced along the leaking head of Elijah's cock. Elijah arched into him, putting the tip of his throbbing dick in Dom's partially open mouth. Dominic took a deep breath before sucking Elijah's cock as far into his mouth as he could. Elijah moaned and thrusted into Dom.
"Fuck! Dom... Please touch my balls," He begged.
Dom's fingers snaked up and clasped around one of Elijah's balls. He heard Elijah moaned and took it as a plea for more. Dom rolled the balls around his fingers, testing to see where he got the most reactions from Lij.
"I'm coming!" Elijah breathed. "I'm coming right now!" He cried and Dom tasted a musky, salty liquid fill his mouth. He kept sucking as Elijah had and only choked once. Dom didn't pull Elijah's shaft from his mouth until it stopped throbbing.
"Damn, that was... wow," Elijah panted. Dom curled into Elijah's chest, and the other man wrapped his strong arms around Dom. They laid there, letting themselves calm down and catch their breaths.
"I have to piss," Dom said after about twenty minutes.
"That was romantic," Elijah rolled his eyes. The phone rang. "Dammit," Elijah cursed; he twisted to let Dom out of bed and reached for the phone. "Hello?" He asked and the answering machine picked up at the same time. "Piece of shit," Elijah growled so the person on the other end wouldn't hear. "Hello?" He tried once the machine beeped.
"Eli, honey, it's mom," The female voice said.
"Hey, mom," Elijah stifled a yawn.
"Listen, honey, I don't mean to be rude or bother you, but I'm not sure I like the idea of that Dominic hanging around our house," Her voice sounded concerned.
"What do you mean by that?" Elijah demanded.
"It's just... well, he's stronger than you, and you wouldn't be able to fight him off," She said.
"You think he'd try something?" Elijah's voice was angry.
"Jah Jah," Her sickingly sweet voice purred, "I know he's your friend, but it's dark now, and I think he should go home."
"But..." Elijah started to protest.
"But nothing," She reprimanded. "I would feel safer if I knew he was gone. Honey, I've got to go, see you later," She bubbled and the line went dead.

Let’s bypass the bullshit and move on because
The minute hand moves faster than you think it does
And by no fault of yours and by no fault of mine
The bottom line is laying in the bed that we've been playing in tonight
"You didn't even stick up for me," Dom's voice made Elijah look up at the doorframe.
"How'd you...?" Elijah couldn't even form the question.
"Your answering machine was recording the whole thing; you didn't stick up for me," Dom's voice filled with sadness and disappointment.
"Dom, she didn't give me the chance," Elijah said.
"But you could have!" Dom screamed. "You're ashamed of us," Dom shook his head. "You're a grown man! If it really meant something to you, you could have told her to fuck off! Why are you even with me? Is it some rebellion against your mom 'cause you know she'd never be all right with it?"
"It's not that!" Elijah protested in a weak shout.
"Or is it because you don't want to come home alone anymore? Is it those times of loneliness that led you here with me?" Dom demanded.
"It's not that," Elijah said firmly.
"Then what is it?" Dom locked his grey-blue eyes with Elijah's piercing azure ones.
"It's those times back in the studio when I knew you're just on the other side of the wall; those times when I'd fly to New York and start counting down the days to when I'd get back. It's those times when I could look you right in the eyes and see that you want to take care of me; it's those nights that I remember what it felt like falling asleep and waking up next to you. It's those mornings when I wake up and realize that you're not next to me. But, Dominic Monaghan, it's mostly those times when you are you," Elijah stated.
"What is this?" Dom asked.
"What's what?" Elijah raised his eyebrows at Dom.
"What's this squirmy feeling I have inside and these butterflies I have because you just said those things? What are these words I feel forming in the back of my throat, but I don't know what they are?" Dom choked back tears.
"This?" Elijah got off the bed and came very close to Dom.
Elijah tangled his fingers in Dom's dirty blonde hair and pulled their lips together. Elijah's tongue filled Dom's mouth and the slightly musky taste of Elijah and mint toothpaste danced across Elijah's taste buds. He pulled back from the kiss.
His deep blue eyes met Dom's silvery eyes. He felt the heat and unspoken words dance between their eyes. Elijah opened his mouth and said, "This is love."

You can cross the line whenever you want to
I'm calling it love soon
Close your mind and waste some time if you have to
I'm calling it love soon
It's not about you now
It's what we are
I’m calling it love

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