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Title: Ice Cream in Autumn
Rating: M (quite a bit of swearing)
Pairing: Dom/Orlando
Disclaimer: Falsities.
A/N: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
captn_josie, and it's an almost completely porn-free, domestic-ish Dom/Orli.
Summary: Orlando wants ice cream, and park benches, and falling leaves.
"Let's walk," Orlando demanded, grabbing Dom by the hand and pulling him roughly out of their bedroom.
"What? Walk? But I thought you wanted to..."
"C'mon, Dom. I want...I want ice cream, and park benches and leaves falling. It's pretty outside." Dom followed, without much choice as he was still being yanked down the hallway by the wrist. Orlando had already opened the door by the time Dom managed to break free, grabbing their jackets from the couch where they'd been unceremoniously dumped.
"It's bloody cold out there, you git," he chided Orlando, but he helped his boyfriend pull on his long overcoat happily, and they kissed before Dom locked the door behind them.
It took an hour and a half of walking before they finally found an ice cream shop within walking distance of a park with falling leaves. They sat down together, not too close but close enough, and when a leaf fell right in the middle of Orlando's ice cream Dom cracked up. He'd just stopped laughing when Orli pouted, and the look on his face was enough to send Dom sliding off the bench. Orli picked the leaf out of the ice cream, throwing it at Dom. It stuck to his tshirt, something red with some band or other's name on it, and Dom immediately picked it up and popped it in his mouth.
"Dominic, that's disgusting," Orli admonished, swiping the top of his ice cream with his finger and smearing it on the arm of the bench.
"No, it's strawberry," Dom said, spitting the leaf out. "You have the weirdest fucking taste, Bloom. No self-respecting grown man eats strawberry ice cream."
"Ian likes it."
"Ian's gay."
"I'm gay, Dom. You're gay," said Orlando, lowering his voice so that Dom had to sit up to hear him. Dom wrinkled his nose.
"Only half," he said, cocking his head to the side, leering at Orlando. Orli batted him away.
"You look like Elijah when you do that."
"I'll be your Frodo if you'll be my Sam."
"Dom, stop it," Orli warned. As usual, Dom ignored him.
"Oh Sam, you can't always be torn in two. Come away with me," Dom said in what was actually a disturbingly good impersonation of Frodo, pulling Orlando to his feet. "We'll bear our love away to the Undying Lands, there to be evergreen..."
"That's Elrond."
"It could be Frodo," Dom shrugged, and looked up at Orlando through his eyelashes. Orlando's breath caught.
"Lle naa vanima."
"That's Elvish. That can't be Sam."
"Sam could've learned Elvish. He has a while in the Undying Lands to figure it out," Orlando replied. He leaned in to kiss the end of Dom's nose. "I win," he breathed into Dom's ear, then pushed him away and started running.
"You - mad - fuck," Dom panted as he slammed the door shut behind him, then collapsed to the floor. "We must've just run a hundred miles."
Orlando, who was not only still standing but already starting to breathe normally, raised an eyebrow at him and grinned. "For someone who's got so much stamina in bed, you really suck at excercise, love." He sat by Dom's head cross-legged and stroked his hair. "Do you want me to get you some water or something?"
"No, I'll be okay. Just need to breathe," replied Dom, smiling up at Orlando. His smile faded when he saw the look on Orli's face as he stood up.
"So I guess--this--wouldn't help," he said as he began to unbutton his shirt. Dom groaned, and his breathing sped up as Orlando's shirt fell from his shoulders. Orli reached for his fly.
"No it wouldn't, you complete cunt," Dom said angrily, shoving ineffectually at Orlando's legs. He was still having trouble getting his breath back, and Orlando crouched down next to him, concerned.
"Hey Dom, are you oka--hungh." Orli's eyes widened and his breath hitched as Dom reached for his crotch.
"How's your breathing now?"
Green Queen
Rating: M (quite a bit of swearing)
Pairing: Dom/Orlando
Disclaimer: Falsities.
A/N: Written for
captn_josie, and it's an almost completely porn-free, domestic-ish Dom/Orli.Summary: Orlando wants ice cream, and park benches, and falling leaves.
"Let's walk," Orlando demanded, grabbing Dom by the hand and pulling him roughly out of their bedroom.
"What? Walk? But I thought you wanted to..."
"C'mon, Dom. I want...I want ice cream, and park benches and leaves falling. It's pretty outside." Dom followed, without much choice as he was still being yanked down the hallway by the wrist. Orlando had already opened the door by the time Dom managed to break free, grabbing their jackets from the couch where they'd been unceremoniously dumped.
"It's bloody cold out there, you git," he chided Orlando, but he helped his boyfriend pull on his long overcoat happily, and they kissed before Dom locked the door behind them.
It took an hour and a half of walking before they finally found an ice cream shop within walking distance of a park with falling leaves. They sat down together, not too close but close enough, and when a leaf fell right in the middle of Orlando's ice cream Dom cracked up. He'd just stopped laughing when Orli pouted, and the look on his face was enough to send Dom sliding off the bench. Orli picked the leaf out of the ice cream, throwing it at Dom. It stuck to his tshirt, something red with some band or other's name on it, and Dom immediately picked it up and popped it in his mouth.
"Dominic, that's disgusting," Orli admonished, swiping the top of his ice cream with his finger and smearing it on the arm of the bench.
"No, it's strawberry," Dom said, spitting the leaf out. "You have the weirdest fucking taste, Bloom. No self-respecting grown man eats strawberry ice cream."
"Ian likes it."
"Ian's gay."
"I'm gay, Dom. You're gay," said Orlando, lowering his voice so that Dom had to sit up to hear him. Dom wrinkled his nose.
"Only half," he said, cocking his head to the side, leering at Orlando. Orli batted him away.
"You look like Elijah when you do that."
"I'll be your Frodo if you'll be my Sam."
"Dom, stop it," Orli warned. As usual, Dom ignored him.
"Oh Sam, you can't always be torn in two. Come away with me," Dom said in what was actually a disturbingly good impersonation of Frodo, pulling Orlando to his feet. "We'll bear our love away to the Undying Lands, there to be evergreen..."
"That's Elrond."
"It could be Frodo," Dom shrugged, and looked up at Orlando through his eyelashes. Orlando's breath caught.
"Lle naa vanima."
"That's Elvish. That can't be Sam."
"Sam could've learned Elvish. He has a while in the Undying Lands to figure it out," Orlando replied. He leaned in to kiss the end of Dom's nose. "I win," he breathed into Dom's ear, then pushed him away and started running.
"You - mad - fuck," Dom panted as he slammed the door shut behind him, then collapsed to the floor. "We must've just run a hundred miles."
Orlando, who was not only still standing but already starting to breathe normally, raised an eyebrow at him and grinned. "For someone who's got so much stamina in bed, you really suck at excercise, love." He sat by Dom's head cross-legged and stroked his hair. "Do you want me to get you some water or something?"
"No, I'll be okay. Just need to breathe," replied Dom, smiling up at Orlando. His smile faded when he saw the look on Orli's face as he stood up.
"So I guess--this--wouldn't help," he said as he began to unbutton his shirt. Dom groaned, and his breathing sped up as Orlando's shirt fell from his shoulders. Orli reached for his fly.
"No it wouldn't, you complete cunt," Dom said angrily, shoving ineffectually at Orlando's legs. He was still having trouble getting his breath back, and Orlando crouched down next to him, concerned.
"Hey Dom, are you oka--hungh." Orli's eyes widened and his breath hitched as Dom reached for his crotch.
"How's your breathing now?"
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