Fic: "Mirage", VM/EW

[kohaku1977.livejournal.com]

Title: Mirage
Author: kohaku1977
Pairing: Viggo/ Elijah
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This is all fiction. I'm not making any money from this.
Notes: Series of three drabbles. Written for Silme.



Mirage
Series of three drabbles
Elijah/ Viggo
by Kohaku1977

Draped

His body is draped over the chaise longue like silk on a market. I can't see his face from where I stand, so my gaze rests on his left arm, dangling down. I like the way he wears his hair now, I cannot get hold of it anymore, cannot get hold of him, he slips through my fingers.
He draws circles into the dust of my floor, his fingers lazy and relaxed. His wrist flexes and I move before I decided to do so. I kneel in front of him, wanting to see his eyes more than anything else.

Slipping

I almost expected him to sleep, his body relaxed like this. When I look at his face, I see that he waited for me. I also see that he knows I was looking at him just now. He always senses me near, especially in my home. His skin looks lighter, highlighted by the bloodred of my new duvet, the one I bought for him to lie on. He knows, always knows. No smile flickers over his face, he holds my gaze steadily. He blinks sleepily and licks his lips. I find myself unable to look away, fixated on mouthlipstongue.

Pulled

He moves his head slightly. I can feel the question; he doesn't need to ask anymore. I can read his body. A movement of his arm catches my attention. Spellbound, I do whatever he wants. Only now I realise he's completely naked, wrapped in only the duvet. His duvet. His his his. He catches my wrist easily and I breathe out. He brings it up to his lips, licks it, before slipping on the cuff. Pulls it tight, pulls me towards him. I follow the gentle guide of his gladly, losing myself in the kiss, and finally becoming myself.

Comments

[shards-of-fire.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmmm
The description is amazing, I see all of it perfectly.

I like the way he wears his hair now, I cannot get hold of it anymore, cannot get hold of him, he slips through my fingers. It says sooo much, and it could be either literal, or not.

Lovely!

[kohaku1977.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much for the lovely feedback. I'm glad you enjoyed it!

:)

[admirabile.livejournal.com]

Nice. Very nice.

I, too, really liked this line - "I like the way he wears his hair now, I cannot get hold of it anymore, cannot get hold of him, he slips through my fingers." Brilliant. Just plain brilliant.

[kohaku1977.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much.

I blushed a bit at the "brilliant".

Thanks for reading :)