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Title: Untitled
Pairing: Dominic Monaghan/Elijah Wood
Warning: pure fluff
Rating: pg
Disclaimers: this is fiction, don´t know them, didn´t happen
Feedback: yes please
Beta: Angel - dude!!
Summary: there´s a first for everything
Notes: a long time ago in a galaxy far far away i read that someone requested a first kiss fic. and also since i´m, after two years of fighting it, slowly but surely becoming a Dom/Lijah shipper i figured i had to fic them - so here´s my first attempt...
~~~
"I think...maybe...you should come a bit closer?"
"Closer?" Elijah asks, glancing up quickly and then looking away again, trying to not do the big blue eyes thing. People always comment on that. He´s twenty-three for Christ´s sake, he´s not the little kid with the big eyes anymore. He´s a man. Yeah.
"Yeah, just a little."
He hesitates. This fluttering in his stomach is just ridiculous, he thinks. He stares at his feet. Takes a small step forward and feels like the little kid he´s not.
"Good enough?" he mumbles, wishing he had a cigarette so he´d have an excuse for doing something with his hands. He raises his right hand and bites down on a nail, digs the other one deep in his jeans´ pocket, still glaring a hole in his shoes. He wishes he hadn´t started this whole thing, he wishes that it was over with already so he didn´t have to be so nervous anymore. He wishes that his knees weren´t trembling just from being so close...they´re so close...
"Yeah, that´s good enough..." Dom says and moves even closer. "...but this is better."
It is better. The trembling in Elijah´s legs spreads its way up his torso, out his arms and his hand shakes ever so slightly when he attacks the next nail.
"Right?"
Dom´s voice isn´t really there, it´s just a soft sound. It´s like water. Like tiny drops of water on the bottom of an empty glass, Elijah thinks and closes his eyes for a second. He wants to disagree, he wants to tell Dom that they´re still not close enough, that he can never be close enough to Dom, there´s no such thing...at the very least he wants to be able to say `yes´.
"Mmm."
Dom lifts a hand then, and takes Elijah´s from his mouth. Twines their fingers together and lets their clasped hands sink to slip past Lij´s waist and behind his back and suddenly, with a gentle but firm push, they´re closer still, touching almost all over. If there was ever such a thing as breathing Elijah´s forgotten about it. There are no feet to stare at anymore, only Dom´s chest and Dom´s neck and Dom´s mouth and...
Elijah feels Dominic´s other hand under his chin, lifting his face to make eye contact and Lij glances up quickly, then down, then up again and then back down. Feels like such a kid.
"Close your eyes, Lijah," Dom murmurs and slides his hand up Elijah´s cheek into his hair and strokes the soft locks, and Elijah gratefully lets his eyes fall shut, even daring to lift his head higher now that the threat of eye contact is gone. Dominic´s thumb follows the quirks of an ear, catches the earlobe between his fingers and rubs it just for a second before dropping his hand to Elijah´s pale neck, sliding along a faintly protruding collarbone. He watches Lij´s eyelids flutter a little, feels him shivering. Focuses his eyes on the soft mouth and leans in another inch. His breath on the slightly parted lips before him stirs a tiny twitch in Elijah´s eyebrows and the younger man opens his mouth a little more, breathes. Moves his face even closer.
Their noses bump gently and Dominic smiles. He rubs his nose against Elijah´s once, twice, and then he sticks the tip of his tongue out, teasing, only just touching pink lips with it, and Lij lets out the smallest of sounds. He still thinks of water. And air.
Elijah thinks that this is like air.
Dom´s tongue is soft and barely there - like his voice - as Elijah feels a hand on the side of his face again, wants to lean into its warmth but not out of the sensation on his lips. He feels torn. But then he doesn´t have to pick, because suddenly Dom´s tongue disappears and is replaced by teeth, not biting and not nipping, but just there. Not touching, just there. Just there and Elijah opens his mouth a little bit more and breathes in humid air, Dom´s breath on his tongue and he wishes that he´d dare open his eyes.
Dominic waits, pulls back for just a short moment and lets his gaze wander over the face before him. So close...not close enough, he thinks, and without warning he closes the distance, presses his lips to Elijah´s. Squeezes the hand behind Lij´s back just a little bit but still so gentle, gentle as if Elijah were made of glass. And Elijah is so still...as if he were made of glass.
Eyes open, Dom moves his mouth and takes the full bottom lip between his teeth, sucking it in, biting down on it carefully, running his tongue across it. He savours the feeling of it, concentrates solely on the way Elijah´s lip feels against his tongue. He lowers his eyes, lashes fluttering against Elijah´s cheeks and then he moves again.
And when he moves, Elijah knows that this isn´t real, because surely there can´t be such a thing as perfection? But Dom´s tongue in his mouth, softly exploring, and Dom´s lips when they move against his and Dom´s hand in Elijah´s...maybe there is. Maybe Elijah is one of the lucky few who get to experience it.
He takes his hand out of the pocket and touches Dom´s arm, strokes it with long slow movements. He splays his fingers across a broad shoulder and leans in more, deepens the kiss with a whimper that dies on Dom´s tongue, and he imagines what it must be like to feel this...this...everyday.
Dom´s thumb moves along Elijah´s and travels around the thin wrist, returns the same way, then slides in to tickle at the soft palm. It causes a shudder in Lij and Dominic feels it as if he was the one shaking. Maybe he is.
He allows himself one more swirl around that amazing tongue, one more nip at that perfect bottom lip and then he pulls back a bit, leaving Elijah´s mouth ripe and searing with sensation. He gives another small kiss on the wet lips and then pulls back more, but doesn´t let go of Lijah´s hand. Doesn´t relent his grip the slightest. He´d be a fool if he did, Dominic reckons, in more ways than one. He watches Elijah´s face and smiles.
"You can open your eyes now, Lijah," he says and brushes a lock of hair out of the younger man´s face, tucks it behind an ear although he knows it´ll fall right back into place again. Leaves his hand in the dark curls, combing through them absently.
Elijah stands completely still, breathing shallowly through parted, still moist lips. They´re moving, but no sounds can be heard, not even the faintest whisper. Only breathing. Breathing.
Air. This is air.
He drags his eyes open, it´s as if they´d been closed for hours, and meets Dom´s gaze. Big blues and stormy greys.
"Wow."
It just comes along when he exhales, but he means it with every fibre of his being.
"Yeah," says Dom and smiles again. Dips in to kiss the corner of Lij´s mouth and rubs their noses together, leans his forehead against Elijah´s.
"I never thought it would be like that..."
Dominic moves back and looks thoughtfully - worriedly? - into blue eyes. He moves his hand from Elijah´s hair and touches a finger to those soft lips, gently dragging it along the curve they draw.
"Glad you got it over with?" he asks, and tries not to give away his worry as he searches Elijah´s eyes for any sign of regret. And Elijah smiles a half smile, one eyebrow rising ever so slightly in wonder at Dom´s expression.
"No," he answers simply and gives a kiss to Dom´s finger, a squeeze to his hand. "No."
~ end ~
Pairing: Dominic Monaghan/Elijah Wood
Warning: pure fluff
Rating: pg
Disclaimers: this is fiction, don´t know them, didn´t happen
Feedback: yes please
Beta: Angel - dude!!
Summary: there´s a first for everything
Notes: a long time ago in a galaxy far far away i read that someone requested a first kiss fic. and also since i´m, after two years of fighting it, slowly but surely becoming a Dom/Lijah shipper i figured i had to fic them - so here´s my first attempt...
~~~
"I think...maybe...you should come a bit closer?"
"Closer?" Elijah asks, glancing up quickly and then looking away again, trying to not do the big blue eyes thing. People always comment on that. He´s twenty-three for Christ´s sake, he´s not the little kid with the big eyes anymore. He´s a man. Yeah.
"Yeah, just a little."
He hesitates. This fluttering in his stomach is just ridiculous, he thinks. He stares at his feet. Takes a small step forward and feels like the little kid he´s not.
"Good enough?" he mumbles, wishing he had a cigarette so he´d have an excuse for doing something with his hands. He raises his right hand and bites down on a nail, digs the other one deep in his jeans´ pocket, still glaring a hole in his shoes. He wishes he hadn´t started this whole thing, he wishes that it was over with already so he didn´t have to be so nervous anymore. He wishes that his knees weren´t trembling just from being so close...they´re so close...
"Yeah, that´s good enough..." Dom says and moves even closer. "...but this is better."
It is better. The trembling in Elijah´s legs spreads its way up his torso, out his arms and his hand shakes ever so slightly when he attacks the next nail.
"Right?"
Dom´s voice isn´t really there, it´s just a soft sound. It´s like water. Like tiny drops of water on the bottom of an empty glass, Elijah thinks and closes his eyes for a second. He wants to disagree, he wants to tell Dom that they´re still not close enough, that he can never be close enough to Dom, there´s no such thing...at the very least he wants to be able to say `yes´.
"Mmm."
Dom lifts a hand then, and takes Elijah´s from his mouth. Twines their fingers together and lets their clasped hands sink to slip past Lij´s waist and behind his back and suddenly, with a gentle but firm push, they´re closer still, touching almost all over. If there was ever such a thing as breathing Elijah´s forgotten about it. There are no feet to stare at anymore, only Dom´s chest and Dom´s neck and Dom´s mouth and...
Elijah feels Dominic´s other hand under his chin, lifting his face to make eye contact and Lij glances up quickly, then down, then up again and then back down. Feels like such a kid.
"Close your eyes, Lijah," Dom murmurs and slides his hand up Elijah´s cheek into his hair and strokes the soft locks, and Elijah gratefully lets his eyes fall shut, even daring to lift his head higher now that the threat of eye contact is gone. Dominic´s thumb follows the quirks of an ear, catches the earlobe between his fingers and rubs it just for a second before dropping his hand to Elijah´s pale neck, sliding along a faintly protruding collarbone. He watches Lij´s eyelids flutter a little, feels him shivering. Focuses his eyes on the soft mouth and leans in another inch. His breath on the slightly parted lips before him stirs a tiny twitch in Elijah´s eyebrows and the younger man opens his mouth a little more, breathes. Moves his face even closer.
Their noses bump gently and Dominic smiles. He rubs his nose against Elijah´s once, twice, and then he sticks the tip of his tongue out, teasing, only just touching pink lips with it, and Lij lets out the smallest of sounds. He still thinks of water. And air.
Elijah thinks that this is like air.
Dom´s tongue is soft and barely there - like his voice - as Elijah feels a hand on the side of his face again, wants to lean into its warmth but not out of the sensation on his lips. He feels torn. But then he doesn´t have to pick, because suddenly Dom´s tongue disappears and is replaced by teeth, not biting and not nipping, but just there. Not touching, just there. Just there and Elijah opens his mouth a little bit more and breathes in humid air, Dom´s breath on his tongue and he wishes that he´d dare open his eyes.
Dominic waits, pulls back for just a short moment and lets his gaze wander over the face before him. So close...not close enough, he thinks, and without warning he closes the distance, presses his lips to Elijah´s. Squeezes the hand behind Lij´s back just a little bit but still so gentle, gentle as if Elijah were made of glass. And Elijah is so still...as if he were made of glass.
Eyes open, Dom moves his mouth and takes the full bottom lip between his teeth, sucking it in, biting down on it carefully, running his tongue across it. He savours the feeling of it, concentrates solely on the way Elijah´s lip feels against his tongue. He lowers his eyes, lashes fluttering against Elijah´s cheeks and then he moves again.
And when he moves, Elijah knows that this isn´t real, because surely there can´t be such a thing as perfection? But Dom´s tongue in his mouth, softly exploring, and Dom´s lips when they move against his and Dom´s hand in Elijah´s...maybe there is. Maybe Elijah is one of the lucky few who get to experience it.
He takes his hand out of the pocket and touches Dom´s arm, strokes it with long slow movements. He splays his fingers across a broad shoulder and leans in more, deepens the kiss with a whimper that dies on Dom´s tongue, and he imagines what it must be like to feel this...this...everyday.
Dom´s thumb moves along Elijah´s and travels around the thin wrist, returns the same way, then slides in to tickle at the soft palm. It causes a shudder in Lij and Dominic feels it as if he was the one shaking. Maybe he is.
He allows himself one more swirl around that amazing tongue, one more nip at that perfect bottom lip and then he pulls back a bit, leaving Elijah´s mouth ripe and searing with sensation. He gives another small kiss on the wet lips and then pulls back more, but doesn´t let go of Lijah´s hand. Doesn´t relent his grip the slightest. He´d be a fool if he did, Dominic reckons, in more ways than one. He watches Elijah´s face and smiles.
"You can open your eyes now, Lijah," he says and brushes a lock of hair out of the younger man´s face, tucks it behind an ear although he knows it´ll fall right back into place again. Leaves his hand in the dark curls, combing through them absently.
Elijah stands completely still, breathing shallowly through parted, still moist lips. They´re moving, but no sounds can be heard, not even the faintest whisper. Only breathing. Breathing.
Air. This is air.
He drags his eyes open, it´s as if they´d been closed for hours, and meets Dom´s gaze. Big blues and stormy greys.
"Wow."
It just comes along when he exhales, but he means it with every fibre of his being.
"Yeah," says Dom and smiles again. Dips in to kiss the corner of Lij´s mouth and rubs their noses together, leans his forehead against Elijah´s.
"I never thought it would be like that..."
Dominic moves back and looks thoughtfully - worriedly? - into blue eyes. He moves his hand from Elijah´s hair and touches a finger to those soft lips, gently dragging it along the curve they draw.
"Glad you got it over with?" he asks, and tries not to give away his worry as he searches Elijah´s eyes for any sign of regret. And Elijah smiles a half smile, one eyebrow rising ever so slightly in wonder at Dom´s expression.
"No," he answers simply and gives a kiss to Dom´s finger, a squeeze to his hand. "No."
~ end ~
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Would you mind if I archived this at my site? (http://fandoms.broken-road.net) I don't have any PG or fluff stories there yet, but this would be an amazing first :)
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And of course I wouldn´t mind having it archived at your site! I´d love to have it there!! Was just there to check it out and it´s great, yes it is, precious!
:D
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1. What should I put as your name?
2. What url do you want your name to link to?
3. What's your email?
4. Do you want your email public for feedback?
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1. Linda
2. my LJ - http://www.livejournal.com/~trunte
3. truntelinda@hotmail.com
4. and sure.
:) :)
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I´m glad you liked it! :) :)
Woot, your icon is so fab!!
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Thanks! :D
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sheer perfection.
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Thank you so much!! :) :)
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*buys lots and lots of flowers*
;)
Thank you!! :)
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Tara
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:)
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