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World Trip - Chapter 9
Title: World Trip 9/?
Author/Email: Salogel (salogel42@hotmail.com)
Pairing: Dom/Elijah
Rating: R (for sexual situations)
Summary: Dominic and Elijah relax during their first day in Copenhagen.
Warning: none
Feedback: Yes please
Archive: LOTR Gutter
Disclaimer: None of this happened or will ever happen. It is all made up in my overactive mind.
Additional Notes: Any flashbacks are written as they happened, and not necessarily as a point of view.
Previous chapters can be found here.
World Trip
Chapter 9 – A Lazy Day in Copenhagen
The setting was pretty traditional for an English themed pub, and Dominic was quite impressed by the décor and attention to detail as he took his seat by Elijah at one of the large oak tables. Elijah thought it was perfect, but then he hadn’t been in that many English pubs during his lifetime, only on the odd occasion when he had visited England for short periods of time. It looked pretty convincing to him.
“Unusual name,” Dominic had indicated when he saw the name of the pub on the hotel facilities leaflet. “Murdoch’s Books & Ale. Can’t say that I have ever heard of an English pub with that name. Sort of used to ‘The Lion’s Head’, or ‘The White Hart’, of ‘The Plough and Harrow’. This is a new one on me.”
So they had decided to try it out for their evening meal. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, a log fire crackled in a large stone fireplace at one end of the pub, and wall mounted lamps were illuminated around the room, shedding light into all the little nooks and crannies. And there was oak everywhere, giving the pub a very countrified feel.
“Reminds me a bit of Penrith,” Elijah observed.
“Yeah, I suppose it does,” Dominic agreed. “Well, a little bit anyway.” He looked around the room again. “The fireplace mostly.”
Elijah nodded as he picked up a menu and scanned the list of food on offer. It consisted of mainly light meals, which was perfect. They hadn’t done a lot that day and he wasn’t particularly hungry, as in a famished sort of way.
“I’ll get the drinks in.” Dominic got up from the table and walked over to the bar. He looked back at Elijah who was deeply engrossed in the menu. They had enjoyed a nice relaxing day together, and he had felt so much better for it, and food wasn’t the only thing he was beginning to hunger for.
**
Dominic had awoken first that morning, and it had taken him a minute or two before he remembered exactly where he was. He turned onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, looking through the sheer silk drapes at one of the small crystal chandeliers glinting in the weak morning light above him. When had he ever slept in a bedroom with a fucking chandelier hanging over him? Fucking awesome. Elijah didn’t stir as he slipped out of the bed. As Dominic stood up he was relieved to find that his head didn’t swim, and he didn’t feel dizzy at all. Now that had to be a good sign. He made his way over to a large antique looking chest of drawers and pulled out a clean pair of jeans and pulled them on, he also put on one of his few t-shirts. Their suite was warm and comfortable; no one would ever know it was freezing outside. Dominic watched Elijah turn over under the covers and knew that he would be awake very soon; he then made his way into the luxurious sitting room and pulled open the drapes. The sunshine seemed very bright in contrast to the darkness of the room. Dominic looked through the window to the world outside, the still very cold world outside. His body involuntarily shivered as he turned away.
Elijah had been busy last night. Dominic took a seat in the plush chair that Elijah had sat in the evening before, and he looked at the sprawl of brochures and leaflets on the table in front of him. There was a hotel notepad full of Elijah’s writing. Dominic took a quick glance at it, and saw that it was some form of rough itinerary. He smiled to himself, this was so like Elijah, planning and sorting things out, he was so good at it, and he had come a long way since he’d first met him back in New Zealand, when he often didn’t even know what day it was or what they were doing from one day to the next. New Zealand had been one big learning curve for Elijah in more ways than one.
Dominic picked up the hotel facility leaflet and scanned through it, looking for the English translation. He found the room service number, and a little warily picked up the phone to place an order.
“Room Service.” The voice answered in English promptly.
“Umm….this is Dominic Monaghan in room number…err..number…umm.”
“Good morning Mr Monaghan, what can we do for you?”
“Can I have some coffee please, and umm…some toast.” Dominic paused. “Do you do toast?”
“Certainly.” The voice smiled. “We will have it with you very shortly. Is there anything else we can help you with?”
“Umm, no thank you…thanks very much.”
“You’re welcome.”
Dominic hung up the phone, not quite sure what to do next. The bedroom door opening behind him diverted his attention.
“Morning, Lij.”
Elijah yawned before making his way into the sitting room. He had pulled on his jeans, but nothing else, and Dominic smiled at the just awoken mussed up barely dressed Elijah making his way over to him.
“How are feeling Dommie?” Elijah asked. “You were out for the count when I came to bed last night.”
“Sorry.”
“Fuck sorry, you needed your sleep.” Elijah yawned again. “I think I need some coffee…to wake me up or something.”
“Well, that’s already organized. I phone through, it’s on its way.”
“Cool…” Elijah walked over to the window and looked outside, then he turned back to the chair where Dominic was sitting. “You do look better, Dom. I mean it, you’re not so tired looking.”
Dominic stood up and took Elijah, still bed warm, into his arms and kissed him. They broke the kiss when they heard a gentle knock on the door.
“I guess, that’s breakfast then.” Elijah pulled himself away from Dominic rather reluctantly, and went to open the door to let the steward in. The steward rolled in a large trolley and proceeded to lay its contents out on the small dining table at the far end of the sitting room. A white linen tablecloth swathed the table followed by silver cutlery, bone china crockery, and an assortment of breads, including toast with a different number of condiments including a cone of honey. The steward then bowed graciously and left them to their meal.
“Ha, I was expecting a few rounds of toast.” Dominic looked bewildered at the spread in front of him as he and Elijah took their seats. “We won’t need a second breakfast after this lot!”
Elijah laughed, and then helped himself to coffee.
“So, what’s the plan for today then, Lij?” Dominic asked Elijah as he tucked into his Danish breakfast. “I saw that you made some notes or other last night.”
“Today we rest, well you rest.” Elijah stopped eating for a moment. “Maybe we could go for a short walk this afternoon, there is a canal near here. Maybe we could go and see it, and I thought this morning we could check out the hotel, see what’s about. Maybe organize our laundry too, we’re a bit behind with that, and I don’t want to run out of clean clothes.”
Dominic smiled. “Good point.”
“You were too sick back in Stockholm for me to even think about it, Dom.” Elijah tried to push away the memory of the dripping wet, sweat soaked, vomit covered clothes, which ended up sitting on the bathroom floor for two days before he even thought about them. He ended up throwing them away. “And as for the rest of our time here, well, some of the places are closed, but others are open. I made a short list. You saw so little of Stockholm, and I want you to see as much of Copenhagen as you can, within reason. I doubt we will ever come back here.”
Dominic poured himself some more coffee. He didn’t think he had ever enjoyed a breakfast so much. His appetite was well and truly back. “The only thing I know about Denmark is that there is a statue of a mermaid or dolphin, or even both, somewhere, in this city.”
Elijah couldn’t help but giggle. “Well they have their own Royal Family. I didn’t know that. I thought that only England had a Queen. The palace is not so far from here, we can see that. There are loads of places Dom, and providing it doesn’t snow too heavily we should be able to get to see them all.
“And the mermaid?”
Elijah snorted. “Yeah, and the mermaid.”
“Got to get a photo of me and you by the mermaid, that’ll kill Billy. Talking of which, I ought to phone him later. He’s going to wonder what’s happened to us.”
“You’re not going to tell him you were ill, are you?”
“You fucking kidding? He’ll tell my parents, who’ll just worry sick, even though I’m better now.” Dominic thought hard for a moment. “That’s in the past now, no one else has to know, Lij. I think its better that way.”
Elijah nodded in agreement, and then he changed the subject. “Tell you what I learnt last night, although you would never have believed it on the train yesterday, but Denmark is a pretty gay friendly country. Gays can even get married here, apparently.”
“Really?”
“How cool is that? I read that in 1989 they made marriage legal here, and gay couples can adopt too. Wish my country was more like that.” Elijah looked a little disheartened, as he stared into his cooling coffee. “Just imagine never having to worry about being out in public together, holding hands, kissing. No fucking homophobes giving you a hard time.”
Dominic looked tenderly at Elijah. Elijah’s ideal world would never exist. Well not in their lifetime anyway. “There will always be homophobes, Lij. Even in the gay friendliest of cities. That’s life unfortunately.”
“I know…Elijah’s voice was low with resignation.
“Come on.” Dominic tried to lighten the moment. “Get dressed, lets check out this fucking amazing hotel.”
Elijah nodded and then smiled; he couldn’t stay down for long with Dominic’s positive attitude oozing out from his very being.
“You check out the brochures then,” Elijah indicated to the disarray on the small coffee table. “And tell me what you think, I’ll only be a couple of minutes.”
Dominic finished his coffee as he watched Elijah disappear into the bedroom, then he went to look at what Copenhagen had to offer.
**
The English food wasn’t bad. Not as English as Dominic could remember, but near enough to satisfy his appetite. The themed pub had filled up gradually with other hotel guests, and as soon as they finished their meal, Dominic and Elijah took their drinks and went to sit closer to the fire. Not that they were cold. Dominic had long since warmed up from their short but interesting walk along the Nyhavn Canal. It wasn’t so much as cold out, which it was, but extremely windy, and that added to the low temperatures made it feel a lot colder that in actually was. But Elijah had been at the ready, and he had made sure that Dominic was more than adequately dressed, and Dominic had joked about all the fuss Elijah was making, and Elijah had looked at him so seriously and told him that he didn’t want to see him get sick again, not ever again, not like that.
A tranquil day, that’s what it had been, and Dominic felt quite content, and relaxed as he sat down next to Elijah. They sipped their drinks quietly watching the flames dance in the fireplace. Dominic knew that the past week had been a nightmare for Elijah, and he wanted to push those horrible memories away from him, as far away as he possibly could. He wanted them to get on with their world trip, explore all the different countries, and Elijah…. he so wanted to explore Elijah again, all of him. He slipped his hand into Elijah’s, and their fingers entwined. But right now, more than anything, he just wanted to hold him.
Dominic sipped his drink, and increased the pressure of his hand on Elijah’s before turning his head to Elijah and speaking quietly. “Have I ever told you how much I love you, Lij?”
Elijah felt a smile developing, as he continued looking into the flames. He nodded and then replied. “All the time.”
“Lets go back to our room Lij,” Dominic continued looking at Elijah, marveling how the soft firelight seemed to make his perfect features even more beautiful and ethereal. “ I know it’s early but I need to hold you. This day has been perfect, I want to end it now with you, here, pressed against me.” Dominic placed his hand on his chest.
Elijah put his glass down on the small oak table in front of them, and turned to look into Dominic’s expectant face. Are you back Dommie? Is the old you back with me now?
“Come on Lij.” Dominic finished his drink, discarded the glass and stood up. He offered his hand to Elijah, who took it willingly. Then they made their way back to their suite.
The hotel maids had been in their absence. Fresh flowers had appeared on a vase on the small dining table, and Dominic wondered where they had got them from at this time of the year. The clothes they that had left out that morning for laundering had been returned washed and pressed with each item sealed in its own paper packaging. And in the bedroom the linen had been changed, and the bed turned down ready for occupancy.
“Feel like the fucking Lord of the Manor here, Lij.” Dominic spoke as he disappeared into the bathroom.
Elijah smiled. “Me too.” He saw a copy of one of the US daily newspapers lying on the coffee table, and took a quick glance at it, but his mind was elsewhere, his mind was on Dom, and how ready Dom was for fucking. They had not made love since they were in Helsinki, which had seemed like an age ago. Not love making, as in full-blown fucking each other. That wonderful bath they took together after Dominic was sick was an act of pure relief, he was sure of it. Relief that Dominic hadn’t fucking died that awful night. But since then Dominic was always too tired, or too exhausted. But he did seem better now, a lot better. But Elijah was unsure how far to go, how far to take things this evening. Dominic wanted to hold him, that’s what he had said. Be patient Elijah, he told himself. When Dom is ready, you’ll be the first to know. Just let Dom lead the way.
Elijah heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door opened. “We have got to try that Jacuzzi out soon, Lij. It looks fucking awesome.”
Elijah agreed. “We will.” He watched Dominic walk into the bedroom, and a wave of nervousness washed over him. Please love me tonight, Dom he thought.
“Are you coming?” Dominic peeked his head around the door, and Elijah could see he was already half undressed.
“Sure, couple of minutes.” The Elijah headed to the bathroom himself.
Dominic was already in the bed, the sheets nestling in around his waist, when Elijah made his way in through the door.
“You tired, Dom?” Elijah asked, praying for a negative answer, as he got undressed.
“A little, not too much.” Dominic smiled as he watched Elijah shed his clothes. Fucking beautiful Lij. “Come here…” Dominic sat up in the bed and Elijah walked over to him.
Dominic reached up and pulled Elijah down on top of himself, and their mouths met, and they kissed each other passionately and hungrily. Elijah barely breathed as he let Dominic’s tongue enter his mouth, and he sucked on it before pressing his own lips back down onto Dominic’s harder and harder, his tongue finding refuge in Dominic’s welcoming mouth.
Elijah felt his cock swelling. He couldn’t help but grind it down onto Dominic’s bed linen covered thigh. God Dommie, he thought. I fucking need you so badly. You got to touch me, fucking touch me, not just kisses, not just kisses tonight, Dom.
Then the words were out, before he could stop them. “Touch me… Dom…” Elijah whispered the words as he carried on kissing Dominic, his cock felt so hard now, that he knew if Dominic did nothing he would have to do it himself. “Dommie…” It was a whispered plea. Elijah removed his mouth and began sucking and kissing along the rough stubble of Dominic’s neck. “Touch me…touch me… Dom..”
Then Elijah felt Dominic push him over so that he was lying on his back. He kept his eyes on Dominic’s face as Dominic leaned in to kiss him again.
Touch me…touch me…please touch me…
Then Elijah felt Dominic’s long slender fingers wrap themselves around his cock, and just that action made his back arch off the bed as he groaned into Dominic’s mouth. Oh fuck, Dommie...oh God that feels so good. Oh God, don’t let go, don’t fucking let go.
Dominic pulled away from the kiss as he looked down at his hand. Elijah felt solid and hot wrapped inside his fingers; he slowly began to stroke him, marveling at how Elijah’s body quivered under his touch.
“Oh God, Dom…” Elijah’s voice was hoarse, as he raised his hand to pull Dominic back down to his mouth. As their lips met again, and their tongues delved into each others mouths, Dominic began to move his hand a little faster, and at the same time he increased the pressure on Elijah’s cock, and Elijah began to move his own body involuntarily, wanting more pressure, and more friction.
Dominic’s hand was becoming the center of his universe, and Elijah soon found himself thrusting his cock in and out of Dominic’s firm grip. Dominic gripped a little harder, stroked a little faster, helping Elijah along. The cock in his hand was so taut, so hard, almost too hard, and Dominic knew that Elijah was close, so he pulled himself away from that exquisite mouth one more time, because he wanted to watch Elijah come, watch the final throes as his orgasm came and took him to those almost unattainable heights of sheer pleasure and ecstasy. And it wasn’t long. Elijah gripped hold of the bedclothes as his orgasm became imminent; he glanced up at Dominic before closing his eyes. Fucking love you Dommie. Dominic watched Elijah dig his heels into the bed as his back arched more and more, thrusting his cock as hard and as fast as he could in to Dominic’s hand. Then Elijah’s body went still and he groaned loudly, his eyes squeezed shut as his release came, and he spilled his warm liquid all over Dominic’s hand. Breathing seemed to be put on hold as he experienced wave after wave of ultimate pleasure flow through him. Dominic kept a hold of Elijah’s emptying cock as it jerked several more times in his hand. Then finally Elijah’s body relaxed and he sank back down on the bed. He opened his eyes and looked into Dominic’s smiling face.
“Fuck …Dom…” was all he could say. Then Dominic’s lips sought his out again, and with his body still a mass of tingling nerves Elijah felt himself abandon himself to Dominic’s mouth and tongue, and he groaned in protest as he finally felt Dominic pull away.
“Lij…” Dominic sat up. He looked down at Elijah’s glowing content face before reaching for a handful of tissues by the side of his bed. He cleaned off his hand and then shuffled back down under the covers raising an arm inviting Elijah into his embrace. Elijah smiled and shifted across the bed, he rested his head on Dominic’s bare chest. Fucking love you, Dom.
“Lijah…” Dominic said again as he kissed the top of Elijah’s head.
“Hmmm…” Elijah looked up at Dominic; his whole body was still floating.
Dominic lowered his face to Elijah’s and planted a soft kiss on his lips. “Lij…. help me out…” Dominic pulled down the bedcovers releasing and revealing his solid erection.
Elijah looked down at Dominic’s cock, it was flushed and very hard, and Dominic didn’t need to ask twice. Elijah slid down the bed with a sense of urgency. He urged Dominic’s thighs apart with his hands and then knelt in between them. He then took Dominic’s cock into his mouth.
**
‘Lij…help me out.’ Those very words held a very special meaning for Elijah, well for both of them really. As he sucked and licked on Dominic, feeling the hard flesh fill his mouth he couldn’t help but recall the events that followed when Dominic first spoke those words to him…those words that really, when he thought about it…changed his and Dominic’s world forever.
It was January 2000, New Zealand and the end of the long Christmas break. Elijah found himself knocking on Dominic’s door. He had made his way there straight from the airport. It was dark, and very late, and he hadn’t slept in almost 24 hours, and all he could think about was Dominic. He had never known a flight take so fucking long. It had been sheer torture. He knew that Dominic’s flight had landed at some time in the afternoon, and he fucking prayed that it had not been delayed. He needed to see him, since he kissed him at the airport, he could think of nothing else. Nothing, but Dom. Dominic filled his every thought, and now he was as nervous as fuck as he waited for the door to be answered.
They had spoken several times a day, every day; his phone bill was going to be phenomenal. That kiss at the airport was just the beginning. He was sure of it. Dominic wouldn’t have called him everyday if that kiss meant nothing. Christ he had kept his feelings for Dominic under wraps for so long before taking the plunge and making that final move. He remembered the way Dominic’s lips felt pressed against his own, so soft, pliable and warm. And he said he loved me too. Elijah remembered those whispered words before they went their separate ways. Jesus, Dom. Open the fucking door.
The door swung open, and there was Dominic standing in front of him, and Elijah felt his heart hammer. They just stood there looking at each other, all sense of time vanished.
“Hi…” Elijah finally found his voice. As he spoke that single word he noticed that Dominic looked extremely tired and was unshaven, and he then realised that he had probably woken him up. Shit!
“I woke you…sorry.” Elijah looked down at his feet, not sure what to do next. “I can come back, its very late…sorry Dom.”
Dominic had been asleep, a deep ‘fuck I’m jet-lagged sleep’, but here was Elijah standing in front of him, looking like a angel without wings, and he had counted down the days to seeing him again. Fuck, not only just the days, fucking hours too. And here he was….about to leave!
“You’re going nowhere…” Dominic reached out and took Elijah’s hand and pulled him in through the doorway and into his small hall. He closed the door behind him shutting out the outside world. It was just him and Elijah now, just the both of them. No plane to run and catch, no one else around, just the two of them. Christ, he had wanted this so much.
Dominic realised that he was still holding Elijah’s hand. He looked down at it and saw that Elijah’s fingers were gripping him back. He looked back up at Elijah’s face and into those eyes. Those fucking eyes, which had rendered him speechless the first time they ever met.
“I’ve missed you…” Dominic spoke the words softly as he raised his free had to caress the side of Elijah’s face, and that was the trigger. Their mouths met, and they kissed, and it was a long kiss, almost fevered in its intensity. Then they pulled apart both quite breathless. With foreheads touching, catching their breaths, Dominic ran his fingers along Elijah’s parted lips, those lips he had longed to kiss for weeks, if not months, and he had found that that mouth was so perfect in every way. So fucking exquisite, that he didn’t know how we would ever stop kissing it. Elijah kissed the tips of Dominic’s fingers, soft and feather light, and Dominic then cupped Elijah’s chin and kissed him again, sending his tongue in, exploring the mouth under his. Elijah’s mouth under his…fucking heaven.
Elijah let Dominic’s tongue roam in his mouth, before he too kissed Dominic back in the same way. This was fucking amazing, fucking awesome, his body seemed alight with new sensations, all of which were traveling south and pooling in his groin, and he hoped the fuck that it was happening to Dominic too.
Kissing…kissing, non-stop…pausing for breath, then mouths back again, lips pressing down hard, tongues sliding over one another’s, break again, and then another kiss, and another and another. Never want it to stop, Dominic thought. Never want to let you go, my Lijah…
Dominic lowered his hands from behind Elijah’s head so that they rested on his slim hips. Need to know that you feel the same, Lij. And then he tugged him forward so that groins touched, briefly at first, but there was no mistaking it, Elijah was as hard as he was, and he almost felt like crying with relief at that knowledge.
Elijah didn’t pull his mouth back as he felt Dominic’s arousal press against his thigh through his loose denim jeans. In fact it made him kiss Dominic more passionately than before. Can you feel me too Dom? Then Dominic pulled them in together more tightly and he undulated his hips slightly until their arousals met, and Elijah did then pull back with an astonished gasp.
“God…Elijah…” Dominic pulled Elijah back, he wasn’t ready to let that mouth go just yet, and this time Elijah stayed where he was, his body releasing small tremors every time Dominic moved his groin against his own. God that felt fucking wonderful…Jesus...he’d never felt anything like that before. Ah… God that felt good. Dom’s cock against his, rubbing against his…fucking great…Jesus…fucking heaven…
Dominic pulled back, paused and then kissed Elijah again. He wanted Elijah to touch him; he fucking wanted that more than anything. This could be when I fuck up the whole deal, he thought. But Christ, right now I had to have Elijah touch me. Fucking help me out here…Lijah. Dominic pulled back from Elijah again, and just looked at him. He could see a faint sheen of sweat glistening on his face.
Elijah watched Dominic, and waited. This was going to be the next move, he knew it, and whatever was going to happen next was going to change his life forever, he was in no doubt about that. Not that it hadn’t changed already, that happened back in the airport restroom.
“Lijah…” Dominic spoke softly. He looked down at Elijah’s hands and took one of them into his own. Don’t be fucking scared, Lij. “Lijah…help me out,” he spoke softly again as he pressed Elijah’s hand against his groin, and it felt fucking great. “Lij…help me out…baby…”
Elijah’s eyes followed his hand as it came to rest on the hard ridge behind Dominic’s jeans. He could feel the heat radiating through the thin denim, and his heart raced as he slowly squeezed the hidden bulge. Dominic’s breath caught in his throat, and Elijah looked back up at him. And me, he thought, and he took hold of Dominic’s hand and pressed it against his equally as hard arousal.
Jesus…Lijah…Dominic felt Elijah through the denim, Jesus… Jesus…Jesus…fucking beautiful…and then they kissed again, hands remaining on each other, gently caressing and fondling.
Want to hold him, want to take him in my hand…Elijah rubbed Dominic a little harder through the fabric. Want to feel the weight of it, feel how hard it is, want to hold it…Elijah began to undo Dominic’s jeans, fumbling with one hand until Dominic’s cock was free, and then he took hold of it and felt the heat within spread into his fingers. It felt wonderful, so fucking hard and hot…Jesus; he couldn’t believe he was holding Dom like that. And he knew he wanted it too, he wanted Dominic to take a hold of him.
Dominic broke the kiss as soon as Elijah took hold of him. This was more than he had ever hoped for…his cock in Elijah’s hand, fucking beautiful Elijah’s hand. He didn’t think there were any words to describe how he was feeling right then. None at all. Elijah was looking at him, and he saw permission there in his eyes too, so he kissed him again, stifling a moan as Elijah gripped his a cock little tighter, and he began working on Elijah’s jeans. He finally managed to open all the buttons and he delved his hand down behind Elijah’s boxers and grasped hold of the hot length hidden within. Elijah gasped out loud and staggered backwards letting go of Dominic as he did so.
“Its ok Lij…come here.” Dominic gave Elijah a reassuring look as he stepped out of his jeans, which had slipped down, around his ankles. As Elijah moved back in towards him he helped him to remove his own jeans and underwear. “We’re ok…Lij…we’re ok.” Dominic spoke reassuringly again as he took Elijah into his arms, and as they kissed this time their cocks touched and rubbed against each other, and Elijah just felt himself shudder and surrender. He felt Dominic take hold of him again and just that simple action had make his knees want to buckle. No one had ever touched him there, except himself, but this seemed so right, so fucking perfect.
“Christ, Lij…” Dominic moved his mouth to kiss the side of Elijah’s neck. “You’re fucking beautiful, so fucking beautiful.” He took hold of Elijah’s hand and guided it to his own cock once more. “ I fucking love you…”
And there they stood, in Dominic’s hallway, working on each other, occasionally letting go and pulling each other’s bodies in together so that their cocks touched and slid against each other. Then they would go back to stroking one another again. They didn’t stop kissing throughout, and during this breathless episode of their first lovemaking encounter Elijah thought he had probably found the love of his life.
Dominic orgasmed first which briefly stopped his hand working on Elijah. He pulled Elijah in hard to his chest as he jerked and groaned in his hand, his orgasm all but wiping him out, and Elijah thought he heard a faint sob as Dominic’s held him close before his lips sought out his own once more.
Then Elijah felt his own orgasm rise, and as his semen spurted out of him he clung to Dominic tightly, burying his head into Dominic’s shoulder. He had never experienced anything like this in his life before. The intensity of it was almost too overwhelming and he to fight back an uncontrollable urge to cry.
After his tremors had subsided Elijah eased himself back a little from Dominic’s embrace and he looked into his face and saw wetness around his eyes, and one lone tear slowly escaping from the corner of one eye.
He feels the same as me…Elijah felt like crying, crying for joy. He knew right there and then that he had reached a major milestone in his short life. He was in love. Totally and irrevocably in love.
**
Totally in love, Dommie. The memory faded as Elijah’s tongue swirled around the head of Dominic’s leaking cock, before he took in back into his mouth again. Dominic’s fingers ran through Elijah’s hair as his groin began to tighten. Elijah felt the slight increase in hardness as his lips slid down the solid shaft and back again. Come for me, Dom. I need to fucking taste you.
“…Ohh….God…Lij…” Dominic thrust himself into Elijah’s mouth as he came. The strength of his orgasm make his back arch so much that his cock sank in deep touching the back of Elijah’s throat, but Elijah pulled back slightly accepting the hot salty fluid onto his tongue. He swallowed it and savored it and lapped it up, sucking and licking until Dominic’s cock was empty and limp. Only then did he remove it from his mouth. He looked up at Dominic, and for a second was worried that it had all been a bit too much for him.
Dominic raised his head and looked down at Elijah. “Your mouth is a fucking marvel, Wood! I could marry that fucking mouth.”
Elijah laughed out loud, and crawled back up the bed to lie beside Dominic. Dominic pulled the covers up and over them both, and turned and switched of the small bedside lamp.
That was fucking wonderful, Dominic thought as Elijah snuggled up next to him. No, that was more than wonderful.
“Love you Lij…” Dominic pulled Elijah in even closer.
“Hmm…you too….” Elijah’s sleepy voice was only just audible.
“Love you so much.” Dominic kissed the top Elijah’s head then closed his eyes as sleep came to take him too.
tbc
Author/Email: Salogel (salogel42@hotmail.com)
Pairing: Dom/Elijah
Rating: R (for sexual situations)
Summary: Dominic and Elijah relax during their first day in Copenhagen.
Warning: none
Feedback: Yes please
Archive: LOTR Gutter
Disclaimer: None of this happened or will ever happen. It is all made up in my overactive mind.
Additional Notes: Any flashbacks are written as they happened, and not necessarily as a point of view.
Previous chapters can be found here.
World Trip
Chapter 9 – A Lazy Day in Copenhagen
The setting was pretty traditional for an English themed pub, and Dominic was quite impressed by the décor and attention to detail as he took his seat by Elijah at one of the large oak tables. Elijah thought it was perfect, but then he hadn’t been in that many English pubs during his lifetime, only on the odd occasion when he had visited England for short periods of time. It looked pretty convincing to him.
“Unusual name,” Dominic had indicated when he saw the name of the pub on the hotel facilities leaflet. “Murdoch’s Books & Ale. Can’t say that I have ever heard of an English pub with that name. Sort of used to ‘The Lion’s Head’, or ‘The White Hart’, of ‘The Plough and Harrow’. This is a new one on me.”
So they had decided to try it out for their evening meal. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, a log fire crackled in a large stone fireplace at one end of the pub, and wall mounted lamps were illuminated around the room, shedding light into all the little nooks and crannies. And there was oak everywhere, giving the pub a very countrified feel.
“Reminds me a bit of Penrith,” Elijah observed.
“Yeah, I suppose it does,” Dominic agreed. “Well, a little bit anyway.” He looked around the room again. “The fireplace mostly.”
Elijah nodded as he picked up a menu and scanned the list of food on offer. It consisted of mainly light meals, which was perfect. They hadn’t done a lot that day and he wasn’t particularly hungry, as in a famished sort of way.
“I’ll get the drinks in.” Dominic got up from the table and walked over to the bar. He looked back at Elijah who was deeply engrossed in the menu. They had enjoyed a nice relaxing day together, and he had felt so much better for it, and food wasn’t the only thing he was beginning to hunger for.
**
Dominic had awoken first that morning, and it had taken him a minute or two before he remembered exactly where he was. He turned onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, looking through the sheer silk drapes at one of the small crystal chandeliers glinting in the weak morning light above him. When had he ever slept in a bedroom with a fucking chandelier hanging over him? Fucking awesome. Elijah didn’t stir as he slipped out of the bed. As Dominic stood up he was relieved to find that his head didn’t swim, and he didn’t feel dizzy at all. Now that had to be a good sign. He made his way over to a large antique looking chest of drawers and pulled out a clean pair of jeans and pulled them on, he also put on one of his few t-shirts. Their suite was warm and comfortable; no one would ever know it was freezing outside. Dominic watched Elijah turn over under the covers and knew that he would be awake very soon; he then made his way into the luxurious sitting room and pulled open the drapes. The sunshine seemed very bright in contrast to the darkness of the room. Dominic looked through the window to the world outside, the still very cold world outside. His body involuntarily shivered as he turned away.
Elijah had been busy last night. Dominic took a seat in the plush chair that Elijah had sat in the evening before, and he looked at the sprawl of brochures and leaflets on the table in front of him. There was a hotel notepad full of Elijah’s writing. Dominic took a quick glance at it, and saw that it was some form of rough itinerary. He smiled to himself, this was so like Elijah, planning and sorting things out, he was so good at it, and he had come a long way since he’d first met him back in New Zealand, when he often didn’t even know what day it was or what they were doing from one day to the next. New Zealand had been one big learning curve for Elijah in more ways than one.
Dominic picked up the hotel facility leaflet and scanned through it, looking for the English translation. He found the room service number, and a little warily picked up the phone to place an order.
“Room Service.” The voice answered in English promptly.
“Umm….this is Dominic Monaghan in room number…err..number…umm.”
“Good morning Mr Monaghan, what can we do for you?”
“Can I have some coffee please, and umm…some toast.” Dominic paused. “Do you do toast?”
“Certainly.” The voice smiled. “We will have it with you very shortly. Is there anything else we can help you with?”
“Umm, no thank you…thanks very much.”
“You’re welcome.”
Dominic hung up the phone, not quite sure what to do next. The bedroom door opening behind him diverted his attention.
“Morning, Lij.”
Elijah yawned before making his way into the sitting room. He had pulled on his jeans, but nothing else, and Dominic smiled at the just awoken mussed up barely dressed Elijah making his way over to him.
“How are feeling Dommie?” Elijah asked. “You were out for the count when I came to bed last night.”
“Sorry.”
“Fuck sorry, you needed your sleep.” Elijah yawned again. “I think I need some coffee…to wake me up or something.”
“Well, that’s already organized. I phone through, it’s on its way.”
“Cool…” Elijah walked over to the window and looked outside, then he turned back to the chair where Dominic was sitting. “You do look better, Dom. I mean it, you’re not so tired looking.”
Dominic stood up and took Elijah, still bed warm, into his arms and kissed him. They broke the kiss when they heard a gentle knock on the door.
“I guess, that’s breakfast then.” Elijah pulled himself away from Dominic rather reluctantly, and went to open the door to let the steward in. The steward rolled in a large trolley and proceeded to lay its contents out on the small dining table at the far end of the sitting room. A white linen tablecloth swathed the table followed by silver cutlery, bone china crockery, and an assortment of breads, including toast with a different number of condiments including a cone of honey. The steward then bowed graciously and left them to their meal.
“Ha, I was expecting a few rounds of toast.” Dominic looked bewildered at the spread in front of him as he and Elijah took their seats. “We won’t need a second breakfast after this lot!”
Elijah laughed, and then helped himself to coffee.
“So, what’s the plan for today then, Lij?” Dominic asked Elijah as he tucked into his Danish breakfast. “I saw that you made some notes or other last night.”
“Today we rest, well you rest.” Elijah stopped eating for a moment. “Maybe we could go for a short walk this afternoon, there is a canal near here. Maybe we could go and see it, and I thought this morning we could check out the hotel, see what’s about. Maybe organize our laundry too, we’re a bit behind with that, and I don’t want to run out of clean clothes.”
Dominic smiled. “Good point.”
“You were too sick back in Stockholm for me to even think about it, Dom.” Elijah tried to push away the memory of the dripping wet, sweat soaked, vomit covered clothes, which ended up sitting on the bathroom floor for two days before he even thought about them. He ended up throwing them away. “And as for the rest of our time here, well, some of the places are closed, but others are open. I made a short list. You saw so little of Stockholm, and I want you to see as much of Copenhagen as you can, within reason. I doubt we will ever come back here.”
Dominic poured himself some more coffee. He didn’t think he had ever enjoyed a breakfast so much. His appetite was well and truly back. “The only thing I know about Denmark is that there is a statue of a mermaid or dolphin, or even both, somewhere, in this city.”
Elijah couldn’t help but giggle. “Well they have their own Royal Family. I didn’t know that. I thought that only England had a Queen. The palace is not so far from here, we can see that. There are loads of places Dom, and providing it doesn’t snow too heavily we should be able to get to see them all.
“And the mermaid?”
Elijah snorted. “Yeah, and the mermaid.”
“Got to get a photo of me and you by the mermaid, that’ll kill Billy. Talking of which, I ought to phone him later. He’s going to wonder what’s happened to us.”
“You’re not going to tell him you were ill, are you?”
“You fucking kidding? He’ll tell my parents, who’ll just worry sick, even though I’m better now.” Dominic thought hard for a moment. “That’s in the past now, no one else has to know, Lij. I think its better that way.”
Elijah nodded in agreement, and then he changed the subject. “Tell you what I learnt last night, although you would never have believed it on the train yesterday, but Denmark is a pretty gay friendly country. Gays can even get married here, apparently.”
“Really?”
“How cool is that? I read that in 1989 they made marriage legal here, and gay couples can adopt too. Wish my country was more like that.” Elijah looked a little disheartened, as he stared into his cooling coffee. “Just imagine never having to worry about being out in public together, holding hands, kissing. No fucking homophobes giving you a hard time.”
Dominic looked tenderly at Elijah. Elijah’s ideal world would never exist. Well not in their lifetime anyway. “There will always be homophobes, Lij. Even in the gay friendliest of cities. That’s life unfortunately.”
“I know…Elijah’s voice was low with resignation.
“Come on.” Dominic tried to lighten the moment. “Get dressed, lets check out this fucking amazing hotel.”
Elijah nodded and then smiled; he couldn’t stay down for long with Dominic’s positive attitude oozing out from his very being.
“You check out the brochures then,” Elijah indicated to the disarray on the small coffee table. “And tell me what you think, I’ll only be a couple of minutes.”
Dominic finished his coffee as he watched Elijah disappear into the bedroom, then he went to look at what Copenhagen had to offer.
**
The English food wasn’t bad. Not as English as Dominic could remember, but near enough to satisfy his appetite. The themed pub had filled up gradually with other hotel guests, and as soon as they finished their meal, Dominic and Elijah took their drinks and went to sit closer to the fire. Not that they were cold. Dominic had long since warmed up from their short but interesting walk along the Nyhavn Canal. It wasn’t so much as cold out, which it was, but extremely windy, and that added to the low temperatures made it feel a lot colder that in actually was. But Elijah had been at the ready, and he had made sure that Dominic was more than adequately dressed, and Dominic had joked about all the fuss Elijah was making, and Elijah had looked at him so seriously and told him that he didn’t want to see him get sick again, not ever again, not like that.
A tranquil day, that’s what it had been, and Dominic felt quite content, and relaxed as he sat down next to Elijah. They sipped their drinks quietly watching the flames dance in the fireplace. Dominic knew that the past week had been a nightmare for Elijah, and he wanted to push those horrible memories away from him, as far away as he possibly could. He wanted them to get on with their world trip, explore all the different countries, and Elijah…. he so wanted to explore Elijah again, all of him. He slipped his hand into Elijah’s, and their fingers entwined. But right now, more than anything, he just wanted to hold him.
Dominic sipped his drink, and increased the pressure of his hand on Elijah’s before turning his head to Elijah and speaking quietly. “Have I ever told you how much I love you, Lij?”
Elijah felt a smile developing, as he continued looking into the flames. He nodded and then replied. “All the time.”
“Lets go back to our room Lij,” Dominic continued looking at Elijah, marveling how the soft firelight seemed to make his perfect features even more beautiful and ethereal. “ I know it’s early but I need to hold you. This day has been perfect, I want to end it now with you, here, pressed against me.” Dominic placed his hand on his chest.
Elijah put his glass down on the small oak table in front of them, and turned to look into Dominic’s expectant face. Are you back Dommie? Is the old you back with me now?
“Come on Lij.” Dominic finished his drink, discarded the glass and stood up. He offered his hand to Elijah, who took it willingly. Then they made their way back to their suite.
The hotel maids had been in their absence. Fresh flowers had appeared on a vase on the small dining table, and Dominic wondered where they had got them from at this time of the year. The clothes they that had left out that morning for laundering had been returned washed and pressed with each item sealed in its own paper packaging. And in the bedroom the linen had been changed, and the bed turned down ready for occupancy.
“Feel like the fucking Lord of the Manor here, Lij.” Dominic spoke as he disappeared into the bathroom.
Elijah smiled. “Me too.” He saw a copy of one of the US daily newspapers lying on the coffee table, and took a quick glance at it, but his mind was elsewhere, his mind was on Dom, and how ready Dom was for fucking. They had not made love since they were in Helsinki, which had seemed like an age ago. Not love making, as in full-blown fucking each other. That wonderful bath they took together after Dominic was sick was an act of pure relief, he was sure of it. Relief that Dominic hadn’t fucking died that awful night. But since then Dominic was always too tired, or too exhausted. But he did seem better now, a lot better. But Elijah was unsure how far to go, how far to take things this evening. Dominic wanted to hold him, that’s what he had said. Be patient Elijah, he told himself. When Dom is ready, you’ll be the first to know. Just let Dom lead the way.
Elijah heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door opened. “We have got to try that Jacuzzi out soon, Lij. It looks fucking awesome.”
Elijah agreed. “We will.” He watched Dominic walk into the bedroom, and a wave of nervousness washed over him. Please love me tonight, Dom he thought.
“Are you coming?” Dominic peeked his head around the door, and Elijah could see he was already half undressed.
“Sure, couple of minutes.” The Elijah headed to the bathroom himself.
Dominic was already in the bed, the sheets nestling in around his waist, when Elijah made his way in through the door.
“You tired, Dom?” Elijah asked, praying for a negative answer, as he got undressed.
“A little, not too much.” Dominic smiled as he watched Elijah shed his clothes. Fucking beautiful Lij. “Come here…” Dominic sat up in the bed and Elijah walked over to him.
Dominic reached up and pulled Elijah down on top of himself, and their mouths met, and they kissed each other passionately and hungrily. Elijah barely breathed as he let Dominic’s tongue enter his mouth, and he sucked on it before pressing his own lips back down onto Dominic’s harder and harder, his tongue finding refuge in Dominic’s welcoming mouth.
Elijah felt his cock swelling. He couldn’t help but grind it down onto Dominic’s bed linen covered thigh. God Dommie, he thought. I fucking need you so badly. You got to touch me, fucking touch me, not just kisses, not just kisses tonight, Dom.
Then the words were out, before he could stop them. “Touch me… Dom…” Elijah whispered the words as he carried on kissing Dominic, his cock felt so hard now, that he knew if Dominic did nothing he would have to do it himself. “Dommie…” It was a whispered plea. Elijah removed his mouth and began sucking and kissing along the rough stubble of Dominic’s neck. “Touch me…touch me… Dom..”
Then Elijah felt Dominic push him over so that he was lying on his back. He kept his eyes on Dominic’s face as Dominic leaned in to kiss him again.
Touch me…touch me…please touch me…
Then Elijah felt Dominic’s long slender fingers wrap themselves around his cock, and just that action made his back arch off the bed as he groaned into Dominic’s mouth. Oh fuck, Dommie...oh God that feels so good. Oh God, don’t let go, don’t fucking let go.
Dominic pulled away from the kiss as he looked down at his hand. Elijah felt solid and hot wrapped inside his fingers; he slowly began to stroke him, marveling at how Elijah’s body quivered under his touch.
“Oh God, Dom…” Elijah’s voice was hoarse, as he raised his hand to pull Dominic back down to his mouth. As their lips met again, and their tongues delved into each others mouths, Dominic began to move his hand a little faster, and at the same time he increased the pressure on Elijah’s cock, and Elijah began to move his own body involuntarily, wanting more pressure, and more friction.
Dominic’s hand was becoming the center of his universe, and Elijah soon found himself thrusting his cock in and out of Dominic’s firm grip. Dominic gripped a little harder, stroked a little faster, helping Elijah along. The cock in his hand was so taut, so hard, almost too hard, and Dominic knew that Elijah was close, so he pulled himself away from that exquisite mouth one more time, because he wanted to watch Elijah come, watch the final throes as his orgasm came and took him to those almost unattainable heights of sheer pleasure and ecstasy. And it wasn’t long. Elijah gripped hold of the bedclothes as his orgasm became imminent; he glanced up at Dominic before closing his eyes. Fucking love you Dommie. Dominic watched Elijah dig his heels into the bed as his back arched more and more, thrusting his cock as hard and as fast as he could in to Dominic’s hand. Then Elijah’s body went still and he groaned loudly, his eyes squeezed shut as his release came, and he spilled his warm liquid all over Dominic’s hand. Breathing seemed to be put on hold as he experienced wave after wave of ultimate pleasure flow through him. Dominic kept a hold of Elijah’s emptying cock as it jerked several more times in his hand. Then finally Elijah’s body relaxed and he sank back down on the bed. He opened his eyes and looked into Dominic’s smiling face.
“Fuck …Dom…” was all he could say. Then Dominic’s lips sought his out again, and with his body still a mass of tingling nerves Elijah felt himself abandon himself to Dominic’s mouth and tongue, and he groaned in protest as he finally felt Dominic pull away.
“Lij…” Dominic sat up. He looked down at Elijah’s glowing content face before reaching for a handful of tissues by the side of his bed. He cleaned off his hand and then shuffled back down under the covers raising an arm inviting Elijah into his embrace. Elijah smiled and shifted across the bed, he rested his head on Dominic’s bare chest. Fucking love you, Dom.
“Lijah…” Dominic said again as he kissed the top of Elijah’s head.
“Hmmm…” Elijah looked up at Dominic; his whole body was still floating.
Dominic lowered his face to Elijah’s and planted a soft kiss on his lips. “Lij…. help me out…” Dominic pulled down the bedcovers releasing and revealing his solid erection.
Elijah looked down at Dominic’s cock, it was flushed and very hard, and Dominic didn’t need to ask twice. Elijah slid down the bed with a sense of urgency. He urged Dominic’s thighs apart with his hands and then knelt in between them. He then took Dominic’s cock into his mouth.
**
‘Lij…help me out.’ Those very words held a very special meaning for Elijah, well for both of them really. As he sucked and licked on Dominic, feeling the hard flesh fill his mouth he couldn’t help but recall the events that followed when Dominic first spoke those words to him…those words that really, when he thought about it…changed his and Dominic’s world forever.
It was January 2000, New Zealand and the end of the long Christmas break. Elijah found himself knocking on Dominic’s door. He had made his way there straight from the airport. It was dark, and very late, and he hadn’t slept in almost 24 hours, and all he could think about was Dominic. He had never known a flight take so fucking long. It had been sheer torture. He knew that Dominic’s flight had landed at some time in the afternoon, and he fucking prayed that it had not been delayed. He needed to see him, since he kissed him at the airport, he could think of nothing else. Nothing, but Dom. Dominic filled his every thought, and now he was as nervous as fuck as he waited for the door to be answered.
They had spoken several times a day, every day; his phone bill was going to be phenomenal. That kiss at the airport was just the beginning. He was sure of it. Dominic wouldn’t have called him everyday if that kiss meant nothing. Christ he had kept his feelings for Dominic under wraps for so long before taking the plunge and making that final move. He remembered the way Dominic’s lips felt pressed against his own, so soft, pliable and warm. And he said he loved me too. Elijah remembered those whispered words before they went their separate ways. Jesus, Dom. Open the fucking door.
The door swung open, and there was Dominic standing in front of him, and Elijah felt his heart hammer. They just stood there looking at each other, all sense of time vanished.
“Hi…” Elijah finally found his voice. As he spoke that single word he noticed that Dominic looked extremely tired and was unshaven, and he then realised that he had probably woken him up. Shit!
“I woke you…sorry.” Elijah looked down at his feet, not sure what to do next. “I can come back, its very late…sorry Dom.”
Dominic had been asleep, a deep ‘fuck I’m jet-lagged sleep’, but here was Elijah standing in front of him, looking like a angel without wings, and he had counted down the days to seeing him again. Fuck, not only just the days, fucking hours too. And here he was….about to leave!
“You’re going nowhere…” Dominic reached out and took Elijah’s hand and pulled him in through the doorway and into his small hall. He closed the door behind him shutting out the outside world. It was just him and Elijah now, just the both of them. No plane to run and catch, no one else around, just the two of them. Christ, he had wanted this so much.
Dominic realised that he was still holding Elijah’s hand. He looked down at it and saw that Elijah’s fingers were gripping him back. He looked back up at Elijah’s face and into those eyes. Those fucking eyes, which had rendered him speechless the first time they ever met.
“I’ve missed you…” Dominic spoke the words softly as he raised his free had to caress the side of Elijah’s face, and that was the trigger. Their mouths met, and they kissed, and it was a long kiss, almost fevered in its intensity. Then they pulled apart both quite breathless. With foreheads touching, catching their breaths, Dominic ran his fingers along Elijah’s parted lips, those lips he had longed to kiss for weeks, if not months, and he had found that that mouth was so perfect in every way. So fucking exquisite, that he didn’t know how we would ever stop kissing it. Elijah kissed the tips of Dominic’s fingers, soft and feather light, and Dominic then cupped Elijah’s chin and kissed him again, sending his tongue in, exploring the mouth under his. Elijah’s mouth under his…fucking heaven.
Elijah let Dominic’s tongue roam in his mouth, before he too kissed Dominic back in the same way. This was fucking amazing, fucking awesome, his body seemed alight with new sensations, all of which were traveling south and pooling in his groin, and he hoped the fuck that it was happening to Dominic too.
Kissing…kissing, non-stop…pausing for breath, then mouths back again, lips pressing down hard, tongues sliding over one another’s, break again, and then another kiss, and another and another. Never want it to stop, Dominic thought. Never want to let you go, my Lijah…
Dominic lowered his hands from behind Elijah’s head so that they rested on his slim hips. Need to know that you feel the same, Lij. And then he tugged him forward so that groins touched, briefly at first, but there was no mistaking it, Elijah was as hard as he was, and he almost felt like crying with relief at that knowledge.
Elijah didn’t pull his mouth back as he felt Dominic’s arousal press against his thigh through his loose denim jeans. In fact it made him kiss Dominic more passionately than before. Can you feel me too Dom? Then Dominic pulled them in together more tightly and he undulated his hips slightly until their arousals met, and Elijah did then pull back with an astonished gasp.
“God…Elijah…” Dominic pulled Elijah back, he wasn’t ready to let that mouth go just yet, and this time Elijah stayed where he was, his body releasing small tremors every time Dominic moved his groin against his own. God that felt fucking wonderful…Jesus...he’d never felt anything like that before. Ah… God that felt good. Dom’s cock against his, rubbing against his…fucking great…Jesus…fucking heaven…
Dominic pulled back, paused and then kissed Elijah again. He wanted Elijah to touch him; he fucking wanted that more than anything. This could be when I fuck up the whole deal, he thought. But Christ, right now I had to have Elijah touch me. Fucking help me out here…Lijah. Dominic pulled back from Elijah again, and just looked at him. He could see a faint sheen of sweat glistening on his face.
Elijah watched Dominic, and waited. This was going to be the next move, he knew it, and whatever was going to happen next was going to change his life forever, he was in no doubt about that. Not that it hadn’t changed already, that happened back in the airport restroom.
“Lijah…” Dominic spoke softly. He looked down at Elijah’s hands and took one of them into his own. Don’t be fucking scared, Lij. “Lijah…help me out,” he spoke softly again as he pressed Elijah’s hand against his groin, and it felt fucking great. “Lij…help me out…baby…”
Elijah’s eyes followed his hand as it came to rest on the hard ridge behind Dominic’s jeans. He could feel the heat radiating through the thin denim, and his heart raced as he slowly squeezed the hidden bulge. Dominic’s breath caught in his throat, and Elijah looked back up at him. And me, he thought, and he took hold of Dominic’s hand and pressed it against his equally as hard arousal.
Jesus…Lijah…Dominic felt Elijah through the denim, Jesus… Jesus…Jesus…fucking beautiful…and then they kissed again, hands remaining on each other, gently caressing and fondling.
Want to hold him, want to take him in my hand…Elijah rubbed Dominic a little harder through the fabric. Want to feel the weight of it, feel how hard it is, want to hold it…Elijah began to undo Dominic’s jeans, fumbling with one hand until Dominic’s cock was free, and then he took hold of it and felt the heat within spread into his fingers. It felt wonderful, so fucking hard and hot…Jesus; he couldn’t believe he was holding Dom like that. And he knew he wanted it too, he wanted Dominic to take a hold of him.
Dominic broke the kiss as soon as Elijah took hold of him. This was more than he had ever hoped for…his cock in Elijah’s hand, fucking beautiful Elijah’s hand. He didn’t think there were any words to describe how he was feeling right then. None at all. Elijah was looking at him, and he saw permission there in his eyes too, so he kissed him again, stifling a moan as Elijah gripped his a cock little tighter, and he began working on Elijah’s jeans. He finally managed to open all the buttons and he delved his hand down behind Elijah’s boxers and grasped hold of the hot length hidden within. Elijah gasped out loud and staggered backwards letting go of Dominic as he did so.
“Its ok Lij…come here.” Dominic gave Elijah a reassuring look as he stepped out of his jeans, which had slipped down, around his ankles. As Elijah moved back in towards him he helped him to remove his own jeans and underwear. “We’re ok…Lij…we’re ok.” Dominic spoke reassuringly again as he took Elijah into his arms, and as they kissed this time their cocks touched and rubbed against each other, and Elijah just felt himself shudder and surrender. He felt Dominic take hold of him again and just that simple action had make his knees want to buckle. No one had ever touched him there, except himself, but this seemed so right, so fucking perfect.
“Christ, Lij…” Dominic moved his mouth to kiss the side of Elijah’s neck. “You’re fucking beautiful, so fucking beautiful.” He took hold of Elijah’s hand and guided it to his own cock once more. “ I fucking love you…”
And there they stood, in Dominic’s hallway, working on each other, occasionally letting go and pulling each other’s bodies in together so that their cocks touched and slid against each other. Then they would go back to stroking one another again. They didn’t stop kissing throughout, and during this breathless episode of their first lovemaking encounter Elijah thought he had probably found the love of his life.
Dominic orgasmed first which briefly stopped his hand working on Elijah. He pulled Elijah in hard to his chest as he jerked and groaned in his hand, his orgasm all but wiping him out, and Elijah thought he heard a faint sob as Dominic’s held him close before his lips sought out his own once more.
Then Elijah felt his own orgasm rise, and as his semen spurted out of him he clung to Dominic tightly, burying his head into Dominic’s shoulder. He had never experienced anything like this in his life before. The intensity of it was almost too overwhelming and he to fight back an uncontrollable urge to cry.
After his tremors had subsided Elijah eased himself back a little from Dominic’s embrace and he looked into his face and saw wetness around his eyes, and one lone tear slowly escaping from the corner of one eye.
He feels the same as me…Elijah felt like crying, crying for joy. He knew right there and then that he had reached a major milestone in his short life. He was in love. Totally and irrevocably in love.
**
Totally in love, Dommie. The memory faded as Elijah’s tongue swirled around the head of Dominic’s leaking cock, before he took in back into his mouth again. Dominic’s fingers ran through Elijah’s hair as his groin began to tighten. Elijah felt the slight increase in hardness as his lips slid down the solid shaft and back again. Come for me, Dom. I need to fucking taste you.
“…Ohh….God…Lij…” Dominic thrust himself into Elijah’s mouth as he came. The strength of his orgasm make his back arch so much that his cock sank in deep touching the back of Elijah’s throat, but Elijah pulled back slightly accepting the hot salty fluid onto his tongue. He swallowed it and savored it and lapped it up, sucking and licking until Dominic’s cock was empty and limp. Only then did he remove it from his mouth. He looked up at Dominic, and for a second was worried that it had all been a bit too much for him.
Dominic raised his head and looked down at Elijah. “Your mouth is a fucking marvel, Wood! I could marry that fucking mouth.”
Elijah laughed out loud, and crawled back up the bed to lie beside Dominic. Dominic pulled the covers up and over them both, and turned and switched of the small bedside lamp.
That was fucking wonderful, Dominic thought as Elijah snuggled up next to him. No, that was more than wonderful.
“Love you Lij…” Dominic pulled Elijah in even closer.
“Hmm…you too….” Elijah’s sleepy voice was only just audible.
“Love you so much.” Dominic kissed the top Elijah’s head then closed his eyes as sleep came to take him too.
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