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fellowshippers2004-02-02 03:51 am
Good Boy (Part 1/?)
Title: Good Boy (Part 1/?)
Author: mus_00 aka Ayoe
Rating: R (going up to NC17)
Pairing: DomLijah
Summary: Sometimes what you want is also what someone else would like, when are you willing to find out who's a good boy and who can play dirty?
Disclaimer: Totaly fiction. Never met them, don't know them, would like to own them tho.
Elijah sat his teeth as he saw Dom throw his head back, laughing and then lean back in towards Billy, who apparently was hilarious today. He glared at them for a while, feeling something he couldn't quit place build up in his stomach. He suddenly sensed Sean sitting right besides him. Lijah jumped. How long had he'd been sitting there, watching him watch them?
"You okay?" His voice was warm and concerned.
"What?" He shifted on the rock. "Yeah, I'm fine." Wasn't he? Why shouldn't he be?
"You just had the sad expression on your face."
"Oh..." He tried to sound surprised and assuring but it merely came out as a whispering stutter.
He watched Dom and Billy walk over to Orlando, their arm tight around each other. Dom let his hand nuzzle slightly in Billy's hair and giggled at what ever it was Orlando was telling them.
He wasn't sure he'd felt Elijah's eyes on his back before he actually turn around and met the stare. The younger man was sitting on a rock a bit away from them, looking almost heartbroken. Dom frowned. Sean gave Elijah's shoulder a soft squeeze and trailed over towards Viggo. Dom let go of Billy and slowly went over to Elijah, keeping the eye contact.
"What's wrong," he asked while kneeling down in front of the young hobbit. Elijah just shook his head as answer, looking down.
"Come on, what's wrong, Lij? I know something's wrong." Dom insisted, softly taking the mans hands. "Ugh..COLD!" He noticed a small smile in the corner of Lij's mouth.
"Aren't they always?"
Dominic smiled. It had almost become a ritual hat he warmed up Elijah's hands when there was a short break, The guys hand were always like ice. Dom drew heir hands to his lips and warmed them up with his warm breath. "You're so quiet today. You sure you're okay?"
Lijah gave him a short smile. "I'm fine. Just a little tired I guess." That wasn't really the reason , even though he practically hadn't slept for over a week. Extremely unlike him. Lij normally just needed a minute or two to fall asleep, bed or no bed, but these days he only found rest a few hours each nigh. His head was filled with thoughts and sometimes he was afraid it would explode from overload.
His thoughts were always about one thing and one thing only. Dominic Monaghan. The man who was currently trying to revive his freezing hands. Elijah still wasn't sure what it *was* he was feeling. Friendship, fascination, longing....love?
Dom was looking right at him, curious. Elijah hadn't even realized his eyes had landed back at the older mans face and that he was starring at him. He immediately returned his focus on his hands who were finally beginning for feel attached to his arms again. There was a brief silence between them.
"You coming over tonight?" Dom finally said.
Elijah's stomach jumped. an invitation? He looked back at him and felt a smile form on his lips.
"We're going to watch a movie. most of the guys are coming"
Disappointment? Was that what he was feeling? His smile was gone anyway.
"What?" Dom ducked his head, trying to catch Lij's eyes, but he wouldn't let him.
"I just..." Elijah sighed. "I just don't feel like being with a lot of people tonight, you know?"
"Oh...." Dom said in a low voice with a trace of disappointment. There was another silence between them. "Well you could sleep over? The guy leave early and we could hang out, talk?"
Elijah finally looked at him. He liked that plan.
"I miss talking to you, you know?" Dom added. He looked at Elijah with warm eyes, waiting for an answer.
"I would like that." He finally managed a real smile.
"Yeah? Cool!" Dom gave him a big teethy smile and stood. "Now cheer up, will ya?"
Lijah returned the smile, "Okay."
"Ready on set!" They heard Peters voice coming from somewhere over by the trees. Elijah stood and followed Dom.
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Dom hurried home so he would have a few minuted extra to clean up himself and the living room. He trimmed the place for dirty socks and shirts on the floor and threw them in the basket in the bathroom. Then he stripped and threw that clothes in as well. He nearly slipped on the wet floor as he ran towards the shower and let out a short (but loud) squeal. He turned on the water and when it was almost boiling he stepped under it, enjoying the sensation of his skin tinkling and itching under the hotness. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed. He was so glad Elijah had decided to come after all. And even more that he wanted to spend the night.
He would be sure to save Lij a seat net to him in the corner of the couch. When he came over to Dom's to watch TV, they always sat in the corner, curled up in each others arms, Elijah in front of him.
Dom didn't know how it had happened the first time, it just did. What he *did* know what how it made him feel now. Warm on the outside and hot on the inside. Burning hot. Elijah's body pressed firmly against him, a soft hand on Dom's one knee, the smell of his hair. Sometimes it made Dom dizzy. And the boy didn't even know what the hell it was doing to him.
He felt himself grow hard. Now wasn't the time, he thought. He had to get ready. They would be there any minute. He could take care of that later, when Elijah was asleep, in the living room, just a few feet away from his bed. Maybe he would cry out as he came? Cry Elijah's name with pleasure. Maybe he would come to his room then. Maybe he would....
Dom groaned with frustration. This really wasn't helping him now was it? He took foam from his hair and washed himself, almost strangling the erection. Then he rinsed himself and turned off the water.
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Aah, screw it. Love the story so far; can't wait for more!
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I can't wait for the next parts :D