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fellowshippers2005-08-29 09:48 pm
lucky-jack.livejournal.com) wrote in fellowshippers2005-08-29 09:48 pm
DM/EW Pointless Fic
A pointless little vignette, part fluff, part snark, part all and nothing. Inoffensive and not worth a rating.
The hotel room was impersonal as all hotel rooms were and offered all the usual crap such as free soap and a spare towel. Just the one though. You had to ask reception for any more than that because towels were like the most rare commodity in the world right? So much for paying that little bit extra. At least privacy was guaranteed at this place, unlike some hotels he could name. And with Dom on a flying visit to town, privacy was the issue here. Elijah was sure as hell that he wasn't going to have his precious day and a half ruined by the over-curious.
"Do you want me to order up an Indian? I fancy an Indian", he heard Dom yell from the loo. He'd been ensconsed on the throne for nearly twenty minutes.
"Are you going for the record in there man, because I need to pee?"
"You won't want to go in here for at least half an hour after me babe, really".
Elijah screwed up his face and pressed his head into the pillow which smelled of Febreze or something along those lines. It was luxury this..space. He'd done four countries in like five days or something and if he closed his eyes for too long he got a sense of vertigo and displacement that made him go a little dizzy. Purposely, Elijah let himself relax, like they taught you to do in yoga, starting with the feet and then working up your body, slowing down your breathing until you were barely breathing at all. He felt himself drifting off, his mind wandering over the thousands of faces that had paraded in front of him over the past few days, reviewing what he'd said and how he's sounded and the impression that he'd made.
"Hey". The low husky whisper was accompanied by the feel of stubble on his cheeks and the lowered weight of a body on top of his. Dom kissed him gently and Elijah smiled before opening his eyes and lifting his fingertips to Dom's eyebrows.
"I thought I'd lost you forever", Elijah deadpanned.
"You can't deny a man his quality toilet time", replied Dom, reaching over to the bedside table and grabbing the restaurant flyer he'd picked up earlier. "Shall I order?", he asked, resting the leaflet on Elijah's face and reading.
"Am I allowed to see what's on offer?", asked Elijah, pursing his lower lip upwards and blowing to dislodge the paper.
"But you have me to make your decisions for you", smiled Dom, cocking his head to the side in a manner he obviously hoped would seem both condescending and yet slightly ironic, whilst holding the leaflet out of Elijah's reach.
"And fuck you too". Elijah gazed into Dom's eyes, smiling. He made a sudden lunge for the flyer, bucking his hips to try and move Dom who slid sideways and grabbed Elijah as he did so, sending them both crashing to the floor in a giggling heap.
"Shit that hurt", laughed Dom from somewhere under Elijah. "I think I broke my femur".
"Your femur? And where in the human body would that be placed Dom?"
"Somewhere vital".
"You don't know do you?" Elijah stood up and snatched the leaflet. "Formulate an answer whilst I take a leak, there's a good boy. And whilst I'm leaking I'll take a look at this". He walked off to the toilet, aware that Dom's eyes were glued to his backside. As he reached the toilet door, he wiggled his arse and was gratified to hear Dom chuckle. Closing the door behind him, it took a second or two to register the smell.
"Jesus Dom!" he yelled.
"Ah come on, we've been together four years, you should be used to it by now", came the distant reply.
Elijah didn't deign to answer that and instead placed the leaflet on the cistern and read the menu. "I'll have a chicken buna and coconut rice", he shouted to Dom.
"Nan?"
Elijah frowned. "We could share huh? I'm not so hungry."
"K. Lightweight".
Elijah shook his head and flushed the toilet. He moved to the sink and washed his hands, pausing to look in the mirror and run his hands over the days growth of stubble on his chin and then upwards and through his hair. He frowned. Dandruff. When had that happened?
Dom was still on the phone when Elijah came out of the bathroom and walked over to where he was perched on a chair. Placing his hands on Dom's shoulders, Elijah straddled his thighs and sat in his lap, resting his chin on his boyfriend's head and holding him tightly whilst Dom endeavoured to talk from the muffled confines of Eijah's chest.
"I've got dandruff", Elijah sighed as the call ended. He felt Dom smile and there was silence for a second.
"It's better than having elephantitus". Dom replied eventually. Elijah nodded, his chin rubbing against Dom's soft, blonde streaked hair. "Especially elaphantitus of the nuts". Elijah took a minute to absorb this. "Anyway", added Dom, wrapping his arms around Elijah's waist and squeezing. "Knowing you it's probably physically beautiful dandruff".
"It is". Elijah agreed. He turned his head to one side and rubbed his cheek against Dom's hair.
"While you're there you couldn't rustle up a quick lap dance could you?"
Elijah wriggled experimentally back and forth for a moment before breathing in and out deeply trough his nose. "Too tired".
"Too tired for a kiss?". Dom's squeezed Elijah's waist and pulled backwards a bit to look up at his boyfriend.
Smiling, Elijah cupped Dom's face in his hands and leant in for a long, slow kiss. He could feel the palms of Dom's hands sliding up and under his yellow t-shirt and over his back, the warmth sending shivers of anticipation up his spine. Elijah let his own fingers wander up to Dom's ears and then onto his neck, through his hair and back to his shoulders. They paused to look at each other.
"I can't believe it's been a month", said Dom quietly, his thumb finding Elijah's lips and tracing the contours there. Elijah nipped at Dom's finger before taking it in his mouth and running hi tongue around it's tip and sucking on it, before letting it go with a kiss. Dom smiled and inclined his head as Elijah placed a kiss on his forehead. "I've missed you".
"Same".
"You're crushing my femur though".
Elijah raised an eyebrow. "Discovered where that is yet?"
"Yeah"
"Where?"
"Not telling you".
Elijah slowly lifted his weight off of Dom's lap and stood up, holding a hand out for Dom to take. "Well, while we're waiting for the take-out, you can try and find mine if you like".
Dom grasped Elijah's fingers and let himself be pulled upwards. You had to take thse chances while you could.
The hotel room was impersonal as all hotel rooms were and offered all the usual crap such as free soap and a spare towel. Just the one though. You had to ask reception for any more than that because towels were like the most rare commodity in the world right? So much for paying that little bit extra. At least privacy was guaranteed at this place, unlike some hotels he could name. And with Dom on a flying visit to town, privacy was the issue here. Elijah was sure as hell that he wasn't going to have his precious day and a half ruined by the over-curious.
"Do you want me to order up an Indian? I fancy an Indian", he heard Dom yell from the loo. He'd been ensconsed on the throne for nearly twenty minutes.
"Are you going for the record in there man, because I need to pee?"
"You won't want to go in here for at least half an hour after me babe, really".
Elijah screwed up his face and pressed his head into the pillow which smelled of Febreze or something along those lines. It was luxury this..space. He'd done four countries in like five days or something and if he closed his eyes for too long he got a sense of vertigo and displacement that made him go a little dizzy. Purposely, Elijah let himself relax, like they taught you to do in yoga, starting with the feet and then working up your body, slowing down your breathing until you were barely breathing at all. He felt himself drifting off, his mind wandering over the thousands of faces that had paraded in front of him over the past few days, reviewing what he'd said and how he's sounded and the impression that he'd made.
"Hey". The low husky whisper was accompanied by the feel of stubble on his cheeks and the lowered weight of a body on top of his. Dom kissed him gently and Elijah smiled before opening his eyes and lifting his fingertips to Dom's eyebrows.
"I thought I'd lost you forever", Elijah deadpanned.
"You can't deny a man his quality toilet time", replied Dom, reaching over to the bedside table and grabbing the restaurant flyer he'd picked up earlier. "Shall I order?", he asked, resting the leaflet on Elijah's face and reading.
"Am I allowed to see what's on offer?", asked Elijah, pursing his lower lip upwards and blowing to dislodge the paper.
"But you have me to make your decisions for you", smiled Dom, cocking his head to the side in a manner he obviously hoped would seem both condescending and yet slightly ironic, whilst holding the leaflet out of Elijah's reach.
"And fuck you too". Elijah gazed into Dom's eyes, smiling. He made a sudden lunge for the flyer, bucking his hips to try and move Dom who slid sideways and grabbed Elijah as he did so, sending them both crashing to the floor in a giggling heap.
"Shit that hurt", laughed Dom from somewhere under Elijah. "I think I broke my femur".
"Your femur? And where in the human body would that be placed Dom?"
"Somewhere vital".
"You don't know do you?" Elijah stood up and snatched the leaflet. "Formulate an answer whilst I take a leak, there's a good boy. And whilst I'm leaking I'll take a look at this". He walked off to the toilet, aware that Dom's eyes were glued to his backside. As he reached the toilet door, he wiggled his arse and was gratified to hear Dom chuckle. Closing the door behind him, it took a second or two to register the smell.
"Jesus Dom!" he yelled.
"Ah come on, we've been together four years, you should be used to it by now", came the distant reply.
Elijah didn't deign to answer that and instead placed the leaflet on the cistern and read the menu. "I'll have a chicken buna and coconut rice", he shouted to Dom.
"Nan?"
Elijah frowned. "We could share huh? I'm not so hungry."
"K. Lightweight".
Elijah shook his head and flushed the toilet. He moved to the sink and washed his hands, pausing to look in the mirror and run his hands over the days growth of stubble on his chin and then upwards and through his hair. He frowned. Dandruff. When had that happened?
Dom was still on the phone when Elijah came out of the bathroom and walked over to where he was perched on a chair. Placing his hands on Dom's shoulders, Elijah straddled his thighs and sat in his lap, resting his chin on his boyfriend's head and holding him tightly whilst Dom endeavoured to talk from the muffled confines of Eijah's chest.
"I've got dandruff", Elijah sighed as the call ended. He felt Dom smile and there was silence for a second.
"It's better than having elephantitus". Dom replied eventually. Elijah nodded, his chin rubbing against Dom's soft, blonde streaked hair. "Especially elaphantitus of the nuts". Elijah took a minute to absorb this. "Anyway", added Dom, wrapping his arms around Elijah's waist and squeezing. "Knowing you it's probably physically beautiful dandruff".
"It is". Elijah agreed. He turned his head to one side and rubbed his cheek against Dom's hair.
"While you're there you couldn't rustle up a quick lap dance could you?"
Elijah wriggled experimentally back and forth for a moment before breathing in and out deeply trough his nose. "Too tired".
"Too tired for a kiss?". Dom's squeezed Elijah's waist and pulled backwards a bit to look up at his boyfriend.
Smiling, Elijah cupped Dom's face in his hands and leant in for a long, slow kiss. He could feel the palms of Dom's hands sliding up and under his yellow t-shirt and over his back, the warmth sending shivers of anticipation up his spine. Elijah let his own fingers wander up to Dom's ears and then onto his neck, through his hair and back to his shoulders. They paused to look at each other.
"I can't believe it's been a month", said Dom quietly, his thumb finding Elijah's lips and tracing the contours there. Elijah nipped at Dom's finger before taking it in his mouth and running hi tongue around it's tip and sucking on it, before letting it go with a kiss. Dom smiled and inclined his head as Elijah placed a kiss on his forehead. "I've missed you".
"Same".
"You're crushing my femur though".
Elijah raised an eyebrow. "Discovered where that is yet?"
"Yeah"
"Where?"
"Not telling you".
Elijah slowly lifted his weight off of Dom's lap and stood up, holding a hand out for Dom to take. "Well, while we're waiting for the take-out, you can try and find mine if you like".
Dom grasped Elijah's fingers and let himself be pulled upwards. You had to take thse chances while you could.