My first Andy/Elijah. Enjoy!

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Title: Headaches Can Be Fun...
Author: silvestra
Rating: R or NC-17
Disclaimer: If some of this really happened, I am the king of Sweden.
Summary: Elijah in Andy's trailer. Andy wearing the white lycra suit. Need I say more?

X-posted at silva_fics and andy_smut.

He was bored.

He was so amazingly bored, that he couldn't even understand it.

And yet Elijah Wood should have been happy - it was one of his unusual free days on the set. Dominic and Billy were off filming the Fangorn Forest-scenes, Sean Astin was spending time with his wife and daughter and Viggo, Orlando and John were naturally filming the Rohan-scenes with Ian McKellen.

He heaved a deep sigh. He rubbed his temples with his fingers; he was clearly developing a headache again.

And of course I don't have any medicine. And of course I gave my assistant a day off. He cursed a bit and started looking for some kind of medicine in his trailer.

He opened every single drawer and box he could find, but there was no trace of medicine. Angrily he slammed the last cupboard door shut and leaned against the wall behind him.

Andy, he thought. His trailer door is always unlocked. Elijah knew that Andy was filming some Gollum-scenes. He knew there was no-one in Andy's trailer.

He won't be mad if I look for some medicine, he thought, scratching his head. He shook his head and stepped out of his trailer.

***

"Damn, where does that man keep his medicine?" Elijah muttered aloud, opening a drawer. He knew it was wrong to snoop in Andy's trailer, but it had been one time before that Andy had said "if you ever need anything, look in my trailer".

Then he got lucky. He found a pack of painkillers in the bathroom. He was just about to leave Andy's trailer, when he noticed that Andy was making his way back. He was still wearing the white gimp suit and Elijah almost choked - he had seen Andy in that suit before, of course, since they had been filming together. But never before in this light - Andy was walking towards the trailer, his body swaying lightly from side to side, every part of his body showing through the tight fabric...

And before Elijah even noticed, he had a hard-on. If Andy saw him, he would notice - Elijah was wearing his tracking trousers. Shit, Elijah hissed to himself and quickly looked for a place to hide.

When Andy stepped in his trailer, Elijah was hiding in Andy's walk-in-garderobe, the door slightly open, looking at that gorgeous man come in. Andy shut the door behind him, stopped and gave a stretch, letting out a small moan of pleasure. Elijah felt like shouting out loud. Instinctively he grabbed his hard cock and bit his lip so he wouldn't moan. He watched Andy walk back and forth - either looking for something or humming something to himself or putting some things back to where they belong - and stroked, back, forth, back, forth, back... breathing so heavily that he was sure Andy was going to notice. Oh - My - God, he mumbled, biting his lip. He was so close to coming.

And then it happened - when Andy seductively yawned, stretching his arms as he did, Elijah came - stumbling towards the door, making it open wide - and fell right in front of Andy.

"Elijah?" Andy's voice was filled with amazement, and, as far as Elijah was concerned, disgust. Elijah lowered his gaze, got up and coughed, pulling his trousers up.

"Andy."

"What are you doing here?" Andy asked and his voice was cold.

"I needed some medicine, my head was exploding." Andy smirked a bit.

"By what I see, something else was exploding as well." Elijah jerked his head back up, looking at Andy. "Oh come on, don't think I haven't noticed."

"Noticed what?" Elijah stammered a bit and he tried to concentrate on something else than Andy's icy look. Behind his smirk he was still cold.

"The way you look at me," Andy said. "The way you seem to freeze every time I walk by." Elijah opened his mouth, but no word came out. He just wanted to disappear - to be swallowed by the Earth, to be vanished. "Am I right?"

"Y-yeah," Elijah muttered, feeling the red colour creep to his face.

But unlike Elijah had expected, Andy didn't throw him out or hit him. Instead - he put his hands on Elijah's shoulders and kissed him.

Elijah felt his knees go wobbly. He felt as if he was going to faint. He kissed Andy back as if it would be the last thing he'd ever do. Before he even noticed, Andy's hands were all over his body and his own hands were looking for some kind of zipper or anything that could rid Andy of that ridiculous white suit.

"Oh, fuck this," Andy muttered, grabbed the scissors and cut the suit open, Elijah tearing it off him. As soon as Andy was naked, he grabbed Elijah by his waist and pushed him to his bed.

"Oh, yes," Elijah gasped as he felt Andy's hard cock throb against his naked stomach. "Please - Andy," he shouted. "Please!" Andy's mouth was all over him, on his stomach, on his chest, on his neck, on his lips, his tongue exploring Elijah's mouth and his hands holding Elijah still.

"Is this what you want?" Andy whispered, turning Elijah around so that he was lying on his stomach. "Do you want me to fuck you, Elijah?"

"YES," Elijah almost cried. "Just do it, please," he whined, squeezing Andy's pillow in agony. He wanted Andy so bad...

"As you wish..." Andy muttered. With one smooth move he pushed himself in, lay there for a while, feeling Elijah tremble underneath him, and then he started moving, in and out, in and out.

"Oh - my - God, yes - GOD," Elijah panted, grabbing the bed sheets and clenching his fists. "YES," he shouted.

Just a few seconds more and Elijah felt Andy come inside him. Andy collapsed on Elijah, breathing heavily. Elijah painfully turned around, facing Andy. Andy opened his eyes and looked at Elijah. He looked back, let his eyes wander on Andy's sweaty skin. Then he closed his eyes and sighed. Andy stroked his cheek and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"This beats any One Ring big time," he whispered in Elijah's ear. Elijah grinned and snuggled closer.

"Too right you are."