World Trip - Chapter 24

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Title: World Trip 24/?
Author/Email: Salogel (salogel42@hotmail.com)
Pairing: Dom/Elijah
Rating: NC17 (for a graphic sexual situation)
Summary: Dom and Lij take a cruise on the Nile.
WARNING: None
Feedback: Yes please
Archive:LOTR Gutter
Disclaimer: None of this happened or will ever happen. It is all made up in my overactive mind.
Additional Notes: Any flashbacks are written as they happened, and not necessarily as a point of view.
Previous chapters can be found here.

World Trip

Chapter 24 – The Nile

As far as cruise ships went, this one was tiny, and nothing like the one Elijah had originally booked when planning their trip last year. But as they boarded the vessel, Elijah smiled to himself, trying to picture Dominic frantically re-arranging all the bookings he had made for Egypt, just so that he could take Elijah on the Orient Express. It couldn’t have been an easy feat. Companies did not like cancellations, and trying to organize a last minute cruise must have been a logistical nightmare. Dominic seemed to have pulled it off though, and this ship, although small, was pretty exclusive.

They were shown to their cabin by a member of the crew. It was small, compact, and in fact consisted of two rooms. And wonder of wonders, it had a double bed! Not the usual two singles, let’s push them together scenario, was needed this time. There wasn’t a private balcony, but there was a small sitting room with a large window, which would act as a portal to the wonders of the Nile, once the ship got under way.

“This is nice…” Dominic sat on the mattress in the small bedroom and bounced on it a couple of times.

Elijah busied himself unpacking his case and hanging up items in the small wardrobe. He felt extremely tired, and wanted to do nothing but have a shower and collapse on the bed and sleep. The flight to Luxor had been delayed for three and a half hours, along with many other flights out of Cairo. Being in that overcrowded airport had been nothing short of a living nightmare.

But they were here, at last. The one-hour flight it had taken to make the journey had seemed more like two, and the transfer from the airport to the ship had also been delayed. The whole journey seemed to take for fucking ever, but Elijah knew it only felt that way because he was exhausted. He had lain awake for a good part of the night going over and over his plans for New Zealand, and once again he had managed to sneak out of the room and gain access to the Internet without Dominic knowing. He was going to get fucking caught sooner or later, he just bloody knew it. Finally he fell asleep at about 4am, and then they were up at 7am, only to be met with delays and hassle all fucking day long.

“Shall I get us a drink?” Dominic walked into the small living area and opened up a mini-bar. It was full of soft drinks.

“Coke?”

“No thanks.”

Dominic looked again at the selection that was on offer.

“Orange juice?”

“No… nothing, thanks.”

Dominic looked over to the bedroom. “You ok?”

“I’m fine…”

“No you’re not.” Dominic closed the mini-bar and made his way to the bedroom. He stood in the narrow doorway and leant against the doorframe. “What’s up, Lij?”

Elijah tried to smile at Dominic. “Just tired…” he said, suddenly stifling a yawn. “That’s all. It’s been an incredibly long day.”

“Well, you were up in the night, weren’t you?”

Elijah stared at Dominic, startled by the fact that he had known this and not said anything earlier.

“I was about to go looking for you,” Dominic said. “But you came back to bed.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I was thirsty, and we had no water left.” Elijah cringed inwardly… he hated lying to Dominic.

“Thought so…” Dominic moved into the room. “Leave that, Lij. We can unpack later. Let’s go look around the ship, before the first tour this evening.”

Elijah glanced down at his half unpacked suitcase, and then back at Dominic.

“Come on, Lij.” Dominic held out his hand. When Elijah took it, Dominic pulled him into his arms and kissed him gently. “Love you,” he whispered before leading Elijah out of their cabin.

It was early evening, and it didn’t take long to look round the ship. After having a relaxing cup of coffee in the rather ornate lounge Elijah decided he needed to look at the itinerary for the next four days. There were only two places on this cruise that he really wanted to see, and that was The Valley of the Kings and the temples of Rameses II at Abu Simbel. He had read a great deal about them in his guidebook, and they sounded absolutely fascinating.

Dominic was looking forward to the Light and Sound show at the Karnak Temple, which was scheduled for later on that evening. He had enjoyed the similar show at the Giza Pyramids, just a couple of nights ago. It had been a magical evening, sitting there holding Elijah’s hand, listening to the history of the place, watching the dramatic lights and listening to the haunting music with The Sphinx in front of them acting as the most spectacular backdrop he reckoned he would ever see.

And the Karnak Temple show was supposed to be even more spectacular! He couldn’t fucking wait!

“This is wrong…” Elijah stared at the brochure in his hand.

Dominic had been looking out of the window across the expanse of the Nile, when he heard Elijah’s comment.

Elijah scratched his head and glanced up at Dominic as he placed the brochure down on the large table in the reception area of the ship. He looked around for some other source of information, but couldn’t find any.

“May I help, sir?” A friendly member of the crew approached Elijah.

“Umm… yes… Do you have the schedule for this cruise, please? I can’t seem to find it.”

“This is the schedule.” The crewmember pointed to the glossy brochure that Elijah had been looking at.

“It is? Are you sure?”

The crewmember smiled and nodded at Elijah.

Elijah then felt like a complete idiot for asking the question.

“Ok… thank you,” he mumbled. He picked up the brochure once more and looked at it again. “Fuck,” he whispered out loud.

Dominic frowned, and then went over to Elijah. “What is it, Lij?”

“We’re on the wrong cruise.” Elijah looked directly into Dominic’s eyes.

“What are you talking about?”

“We’re on the wrong fucking cruise, Dom. You’ve booked the fucking wrong one.”

“What?” Dominic shook his head in confusion, and grabbed the brochure out of Elijah’s hand. “What do you mean?”

“Just look at it…” Elijah jabbed his finger at the front page.

“What?” Dominic was totally confused. “I know it’s a shorter cruise, Lij. It had to be, we just don’t spend as long in each place.”

“Oh, yes… it is shorter Dom. Like a whole fucking 200 miles shorter.” Elijah turned his back on Dominic, and made for the door.

“What?” Dominic watched Elijah walk away before setting off after him.

“Lij… wait up!” He caught up with Elijah, but Elijah didn’t turn around. “Lij…” Dominic grabbed hold of Elijah’s wrist and pulled him around to face him. “What did I do? What did I fucking do?”

Elijah studied Dominic’s worried face, and all he could see was total confusion, mingled with hurt.

“This is our one time here, Dom.” Elijah pulled Dominic’s fingers free from their grip on his arm. “Sailing on the fucking Nile, and basically, you fucked it up. That’s all. There is no more to be said about it. It’s fucking done.” Elijah turned away and pushed through the door leaving a bewildered Dominic behind him.

Jesus fucking Christ! What have I fucking done now? Dominic ran his hand through his hair as he tried to recall the telephone calls that he had made while in Germany when he had to rearrange some of their plans. Their original cruise had been a 10-day one, stopping at all the places that they were stopping at on this one. What the fuck was Elijah’s problem?

“May I help you with something, sir?” The same crewmember that Elijah spoke to earlier cautiously approached Dominic.

“No…” Dominic waved him away. His head was spinning. He couldn’t fucking figure it out; he hadn’t done anything wrong, he was fucking sure of that. He had been meticulous with the re-arrangements.

“Sir…?” The crewmember asked again.

Dominic glared at the crewmember as if he had two heads. “I said no. Now, excuse me.” He brushed past the man as he made his way out of the reception area. He had to find Elijah and sort this - whatever the fuck it was - out with him. Elijah had no fucking right to speak to him like he did. He had done nothing to deserve it.

Dominic made his way back to their cabin, but Elijah was not there. Nor was he in the bar, or in the lounge, or the restaurant. Where the fuck was he hiding? Then Dominic found him up on deck, leaning on the railings looking out over the Nile. He was watching the feluccas sailing by. The sun was beginning to set, and Dominic was sure that if he weren’t in such a fucking foul mood right now, he would think that all this made a wonderful setting, and dash back to the cabin to fetch his camera. Well fuck that!

Elijah turned to face him; his face was full of remorse. “I’m so sorry, Dom…” he looked down at the wooden deck under his feet. “Really I am…”

The anger that had been steadily building inside Dominic over this, suddenly dissolved in an instant.

“I’m a first class shit, and I know it.” Elijah turned back to the railings.

“No…” Dominic gently shook his head as he took his place beside Elijah. He put his arm around Elijah’s waist and pulled him in. “No you’re not, Lij… not ever.”

Elijah sighed deeply, and Dominic pulled him in more closely. “Now are you going to tell me what this is all about?”

An irritated cough behind them made Dominic glance over his shoulder. It was just two of the usual condescending wankers that they had become accustomed to, giving them dirty looks. Dominic kept his arm where it was as Elijah turned in his embrace to face him. Elijah looked past Dominic to the unwanted onlookers, and then he looked back into Dominic’s eyes.

“I love you, Dom, and I guess I’m tired. I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that.”

“No, you shouldn’t have. It’s so unlike you, Elijah.” Dominic leant in and let his lips brush across Elijah’s opened mouth. “But it would be nice to know why you did. If I messed up, I would like to know about it.”

Elijah let his hand run up the front of Dominic’s chest. “It doesn’t matter, Dom.”

“Yes, it does.” Dominic took hold of Elijah’s hand and kissed it, totally ignoring the indignant mutterings that were coming from behind them.

“No… really… it doesn’t matter. Nothing can be done about it, anyway.” Elijah turned around and looked down at the water.

“Elijah!” Dominic placed his hand under Elijah’s chin and turned his face to his own. “What is it?”

“Well…” Elijah glanced over at the audience… why the fuck are they watching if they hate what they are seeing? Then he looked at Dominic’s questioning face.

“We don’t get to go to Abu Simbel. Not on this ship. There isn’t enough time. It was one of the places I would liked to have visited.”

“Abu Simbel?” Dominic looked blankly at Elijah. “The original cruise was for Luxor to Aswan. I checked… I did, Lij.”

“And Abu Simbel… that’s why it was a long cruise, but it doesn’t matter, Dom. We can’t change anything. What’s done is done.”

“Oh Christ, Lij. I’m sorry.” Dominic suddenly felt awful. He knew how much work Elijah had put into the complete planning of their trip, it had taken him weeks, and it hadn’t been without problems back then. To book travel arrangements and accommodation months in advance had been a long and time consuming process, and Elijah had done it all, without a single contribution from himself, except a small request that they visit Morocco, and then he had left Elijah to sort most of those details out, too.

And Elijah had done a brilliant job. Everywhere they had stayed had been perfect, but even if it hadn’t been, then it wouldn’t have made any difference, because the days always ended with them both falling asleep in each other’s arms, and that to him, was more important than any sight seeing… ever.

“Dom… don’t worry. Like I said, we can’t do anything about it. We’ll just enjoy what we can see, and forget the fuck about what we can’t.”

“Oh God, Lij. I’ve really fucked it up for you, haven’t I?” Dominic genuinely felt like crying. He hated letting Elijah down.

“Dom! That’s it.” Elijah placed a finger against Dominic’s mouth. “No more to be said.” He looked quickly again at the couple who were standing with their arms folded watching them both. “Now, despite our fucking audience,” Elijah whispered into Dominic’s ear. “Kiss me.”

Elijah stepped into Dominic’s arms, and their mouths met in a soft, gentle kiss. Dominic closed his eyes as he felt Elijah’s lips part slightly allowing his tongue to teasingly push its way in. The kiss could have gone so much deeper, if not for the unwelcome comments being made behind them.

Dominic smiled at Elijah. He brushed the hair back from Elijah’s forehead and planted a kiss on his warm skin. The mutterings behind him were becoming difficult to ignore now, and it was beginning to piss him off. He knew that he and Elijah had every right to be standing here on the deck of this ship, and if they wanted to hold hands and kiss, then why the fuck not?

Condescending bastards!

Elijah could feel Dominic’s body tense up a little, and he was becoming annoyed himself that they had become the centre of attention, albeit, fucking unwanted, from Mr and Mrs We Are So Fucking Perfect, who just continued to ogle them.

“Come on, Dom. Let’s end the show…” Elijah took Dominic’s hand, kissed it and then they both began to walk away.

“Faggots.” The word was so clear; no one could have missed it, and comments like that were always difficult to ignore. But ignore it they did, even though Dominic had a deep desire to just go over to the wankers and bash their heads together in the vain hope that he could knock some sort of sense into them. But then he realised that that would have been a totally lost cause.

“Want to eat?” Elijah asked as they made their way into the ship.

“You?” Dominic whispered, making sure his voice was out of earshot of anyone, a wicked smile crossed his lips.

Elijah grinned back at him. “I meant real food.”

“I’m always hungry for you, Lijah. You know that.” Dominic squeezed Elijah’s hand a little tighter.

“Food… restaurant… eat!” Elijah laughed as he steered Dominic into the small dining room.

“So, you’ll be dessert, then?” Dominic asked, a look of total innocence on his face.

“Yes… I will.” Elijah whispered, as a steward walked up to them.

“Two, please.” Elijah had to cough to clear his throat.

They were shown to a table. Dominic looked at his watch. They were going to have to eat pretty quickly if he was going to fuck Elijah before they left for the evening tour.

Elijah was thinking exactly the same thing as the waiter arrived to take their order.

*
Elijah’s legs flopped down onto the bed, weak and trembling. A few seconds later Dominic rolled off him, and lay quietly by his side. He interlaced his fingers with Elijah’s as they both stared up at the dark wooden ceiling. If he could remain inside Elijah all day, then he fucking would! He turned to look at his sated lover.

“I suppose we ought to get cleaned up. Don’t want to miss the coach.”

“Mmmm…” was Elijah’s soft reply as he moved his body closer to Dominic’s.

“Who’s going to shower first?” Dominic looked over at the tiny cubicle. It was only big enough for one person.

“You go…” Elijah’s voice was still quiet.

“Sure?”

Elijah yawned as he nodded. “Go ahead.”

Dominic leant over Elijah and kissed him before getting off the bed. They had twenty minutes, so he had better be quick.

As Elijah listened to the water cascade down in the shower, he could feel the heavy veil of sleep slipping over him. He yawned once more, and then sleep claimed him.

Dominic chuckled to himself, as he shook Elijah’s shoulder. “Come on, wake up, or we’ll miss it.”

Elijah mumbled something but didn’t open his eyes.

“Lij…” Dominic spoke his name a little louder as he pulled on a clean pair of jeans over his damp skin. “Lijah… baby… wake up…”

Still no response.

Dominic sat on the edge of the bed. “You’re going to miss it, Elijah. Come on…”

Elijah managed to open his heavy lidded eyes only slightly. “You go…” he whispered. “Too tired.”

“Lij…” Dominic took hold of Elijah’s hand. “Come on… I don’t want to go without you.”

But there was no reply, Elijah was out cold.

Dominic remained seated for a few more moments. He wanted to see this temple, but he didn’t want to leave Elijah behind. What should he fucking do?

You indecisive twat, Monaghan - you’re awake, Elijah’s asleep. Go fucking see the show.

So not wanting to, but wanting to, Dominic reluctantly decided to go. He kissed Elijah’s hand and then quickly slipped on his trainers. He pulled on a long sleeved t-shirt, picked up his camera, and with a long lingering look at Elijah’s naked sleeping form, he made his way out of the cabin to meet all the other guests on the dockside. He would be back in three hours.

The tour was very well organized, not like the earlier shambles of the day, with delay upon delay being the general order of things.

Dominic kept himself to himself, and stood apart from the rest of the party. He noted that Mr and Mrs Wanker were on the tour, but he didn’t let it bother him. What was bothering him was that he was here on his own. Despite trying his darned best to fight off and to understand his insecurities, he fucking hated being apart from Elijah, even for the shortest of times.

On arrival the tour guide began to do his thing, and Dominic dropped to the back of the group, preferring to be on his own. He shouldn’t have come. It felt weird standing here on his own. The whole idea of this holiday… this journey with Elijah, was to explore and experience places together, not fucking apart.

But he was too tired to come, you know that…

I should’ve stayed with him. Some fucking boyfriend I am…

He told you to go. Take it all in, tell him about it when you return…

I just want him with me… I miss him when he’s not with me…

“Ladies and Gentlemen…” The tour guide led the group through the entrance to the Karnak Temple, and it was a sight to behold. There were temples within temples and different coloured lights played on the walls, and columns, and statues were lit up majestically. A loud voice boomed all around them, as stories began to unfold of days of old.

Dominic looked around him, it truly was a fascinating place, and Elijah would have loved it. He took photographs where he could, not checking if they would come out or not, he could do that later on the ship, dump the crap images, and save the good ones. But it wasn’t the same… experiencing this on his own. It felt flat.

As the tour party slowly made its way through the Avenue of Sphinx towards the Great Hypostile Hall, Dominic lagged further and further behind. Looking at all this historical grandeur was starting to make him feel quite small and insignificant. He wished Elijah was with him. He wanted to be able to hold his hand as he walked through these eerie courtyards and halls of the long dead Pharaohs, who used to rule these ancient lands.

“Oh… Lijah…” Dominic couldn’t help but sigh out loud. I love you.

Gradually the tour party made its way through 2000 years of history, and emerged by what was known as The Sacred Lake. Dominic took a seat as far away from the others as he possibly could. He watched the display of lights as they reflected off the monuments in the dark almost ripple free, water.

Elijah would have loved this. He would have talked non-stop throughout the whole tour, and Dominic knew he would not have minded that, because they would have been together, sharing. Sharing the experience is what life was all about. And that is all Dominic ever wanted to do, to share everything with Elijah. He felt it was his sole reason for existing.

Since their eyes first locked onto each other nearly five years ago, Dominic knew that there would never be anyone else for him, even back then when he didn’t know how things would work out between them. Elijah had somehow crept under his skin, and had stayed.

Thank fuck he had stayed.

The lights shone and changed colour, and music was added to the show, but Dominic barely heeded it, as his thoughts remained with the one he loved.

He smiled to himself. Elijah would call him an over-sentimental wanker if he knew how much he was brooding over him right now. But he couldn’t help it. It was how he felt, how he had always felt, and would always feel. Elijah was part of him, and had been so for a long time now, and being away from him was always difficult. Even for three short hours.

Yep, you are a sentimental fucking wanker! Dominic laughed softly. Fucking useless on your own, aren’t you? Dominic stared out over the water. No, not useless… just fragmented, and just fucking totally out of my head in love.

The climax of the show finally came, and Dominic suddenly realised that he had not really seen any of it. Elijah would think he was totally nuts, when he asked him all about it in the morning.

Just thought about how much I was missing you, Lij…

You’re a sentimental wanker, Dom!!

Dominic almost laughed out loud picturing the scenario over breakfast. God, he couldn’t wait to get back to him, all alone in that cabin.

The group he was with slowly made their way back through the inner temples, and as they did so Dominic absentmindedly let his fingers run along the columns, ancient structures of stone, built hundreds of years ago.

Dominic mused over his relationship with Elijah and how it had survived many ups and downs, but it was still there, stronger than ever, and it was only lately that Dominic really began accepting the fact that Elijah was his, and would always be his. At that was a fucking heart warming thought.

As he passed column after column, and statue after statue, he knew that this small moment in time, inside this temple, was not something he would ever be able to share with Elijah. But in front of him… in front of both of them, was a lifetime of experiences waiting to happen, and many more were to take place on this trip, he was sure of it. The future looked so fucking great… like a blank, open book, waiting to be written.

Dominic stood in the courtyard with the rest of the people, waiting for their instruction to board the coach for the return to the ship. A few hawkers crept out of the shadows, selling tin sarcophagus pins and cheap looking beads. They were soon chased away by the ever-present Tourist Police who kept a diligent eye on attractions such as these.

The air was noticeably cooler now, but pleasant. Dominic looked at his watch, before placing his hands in his pockets. He looked at the dirt floor and absentmindedly toed a loose stone. He wondered if Elijah had woken up yet, he wondered what he was doing right now? He just couldn’t bloody well wait to get back and see him.

The coach journey dragged, and it wasn’t helped by the fact that a few uncalled comments came his way from Mr and Mrs Boring, who for some inexplicable reason, had decided to sit behind him on the return trip. I mean, Jesus Christ! If you fucking hate queers, then keep your fucking distance!

Dominic kept his cool, and spent the time looking out into the darkness through the dusty window. Crude comments or not, he was the fucking happiest man in the world right now, and nothing would ever change that!

Once back at the ship, Dominic quickly made his way to their cabin. It was eerily quiet on board, almost like a ghost ship. The cabin was dark so he switched on a table lamp in the sitting area. The light filtered through the open door of the bedroom, and fell onto Elijah’s sleeping form.

He hadn’t moved and inch, and was still fast asleep.

Fucking beautiful… As Dominic stood in the doorway he let his eyes roam over the entire length of Elijah’s body. Elijah was lying on his back, one arm slung across his chest, one knee slightly bent. He was fucking perfection…

Dominic knew every inch of the body sleeping before him, and he had seen it change over the years. When they had first met, Elijah had been a little shorter, rounder, softer. He hadn’t filled out much at all. In fact he had slimmed down a little over the past two years, his body, and especially his features, had become more angular and more defined.

Dominic had often wondered what it was about himself that had attracted Elijah in the first place. After all, he had been this totally unknown British actor, not really sure where the next acting job was coming from, and back then, not really caring all that much. If the role of Merry had not been forthcoming, then he supposed he would have plodded on, with no real direction in life.

New Zealand had been a changing point for him, in more ways than one. He had made life-long friends out there, and his own life had taken on more meaning than it had ever done. Who would ever have thought that a young eighteen-year-old actor would steal his heart? And steal it he did.

Dominic continued to watch his lover sleeping as the memories washed over him. When things began to unfold in New Zealand, all those years ago, he had dared to cling to the hope that maybe something would happen between him and Elijah. And when it finally did, it surpassed all his expectations. He had been fucked over so many times in the past, that he had found it quite over-whelming in the beginning, that Elijah had actually wanted him.

And Dominic knew not to rush things, he didn’t want to scare Elijah off, he wanted to hold on to this one good thing that was happening to him, and never let it go. Elijah had been so young and inexperienced then, and Dominic, although four years older was shit scared of doing something wrong, or saying the wrong thing, and ending their affair before it really got started.

But Elijah was not as sweet and vulnerable as he looked on the outside, and as their relationship developed in those early weeks after they finally hit it off, Dominic was seeing a whole new side of him. On the outside Elijah seemed fairly quiet, and even innocent, but he had been the one who had made the first move, and thank god that he had. They may not be here now, in this position, if Elijah hadn’t taken the initiative and kissed him so fucking tenderly at Wellington Airport.

Christ, what Elijah had done to him then was ignite fires of desire, and those fires were still burning stronger then ever, even now. Dominic had not been able to get enough of Elijah. Their first sexual encounter in the hallway, on their return to Wellington, after the Christmas break, had been something that he had no control over. But he had wanted it, and so had Elijah, thank fuck… and that truly was the beginning…

Dominic could remember that incident so vividly. He had been scared, so scared of it all backfiring on him, and driving Elijah away. Did Elijah want this? Would he think he was some kind of sexual pervert for touching him down there, despite them having already kissed? It had been new territory for Elijah, and Dominic had wanted to get it right. And he had been fucking terrified, and so, it transpired, had Elijah… but they did do it, and they came through it, and their relationship was sealed.

From that moment, Dominic wanted to see Elijah all the time, and from that moment the filming schedule increased its pace. Nothing mattered more to him that getting off set, getting out of feet and taking Elijah into his arms for some long serious kissing. God, he used to live for those moments. Except nothing ever happened the way one wanted it to.

For a start they had decided to keep their relationship quiet for a while, although Orlando knew about it, after all he had witnessed their first kiss. And exhaustion also became the order of the day. Kissing had been one thing, and to end the day with a long tender kiss from your lover was perfect, but they had wanted more, and that meant privacy, and it also meant time, time enough to linger and enjoy the intimacy of it all.

Dominic knew that Elijah was a virgin, and in his mind he was planning the perfect evening to take that virginity. At first he wanted it to take place on Elijah’s 19th birthday, but that didn’t happen, then towards the end of that month they actually had a couple of days off, but all the hobbits had ended up surfing and sharing a hotel room, four of them! Totally not the time nor the place.

But their sex lives steadily progressed from hand jobs to cock sucking. Many an hour was spent in one or another’s trailer; bodies spooned together, cocks filling each other’s mouths, it was only going to be a matter of time before they had full blown sex. And Dominic had thought that he would be the one to do it. He would have Elijah lying on his back somewhere, pressed into a comfortable mattress, and he would slowly enter him, reassuring him, soothing him, taking his time, letting Elijah enjoy the experience. But it wasn’t to be, because Elijah fucked him first.

*
Elijah was on his knees, mouth nestling into Dominic’s pubic hair, breathing in the scent of his boyfriend. A long hard day of filming was now well and truly behind them and the evening had progressed in the usual fashion, with kissing… long and sensual kissing. The removal of clothing ensued and then they moved onto holding one another’s cocks, rubbing them against each other, tantalizingly and deliciously.

Elijah began to lick and suck on Dominic’s balls, knowing how much he loved him doing that, but he didn’t progress to sucking Dominic’s cock, not this time. Instead Elijah reached up and took hold of Dominic’s hand and urged him down onto the floor with him.

Kneeling opposite each other, with cocks nudging, Elijah placed his hand around the back of Dominic’s head and pushed his tongue into his boyfriend’s mouth. As he did so he edged forward causing Dominic to adjust his position, until he had no option but to lower himself onto his back. Elijah then knelt between Dominic’s open thighs. He ran his hands up and down the insides of Dominic’s legs, letting his thumbs rub small circles over his skin as he did so.

Dominic smiled up at Elijah, knowing that any second now, Elijah would to dip his head and suck in his cock as far as it could possibly go. Elijah had a fucking miracle mouth, his cock always fit so perfectly inside it.

But Elijah remained still and silent, his fingers continued to run little trails up and down Dominic’s inner thighs.

Dominic eventually propped himself up on his elbows, and raised a hand to cup the side of Elijah’s face.

“You ok, baby?” He asked, looking a little concerned.

Elijah nodded and then smiled as he lowered his body onto Dominic’s. As they kissed again, Elijah wrapped an arm around Dominic’s body and pulled him over so that they ended up on their sides, facing each other. Dominic lowered his hand immediately and grasped both of their cocks together; Elijah went in for another kiss.

“Hmmmm… Lijah…” Dominic murmured, as their lips separated briefly.

“I do love you, Dom…” Elijah pressed his mouth onto Dominic’s again. I Love you, so much.

“Hmmm…my Lijah.” Dominic began moving his hand up and down, absolutely loving the fact they he was holding them both in it.

“Dom…” Elijah suddenly broke the kiss. He pulled his head back slightly so that he could look into Dominic’s eyes. “Dom…” he whispered again. “Dommie… show me…”

Dominic felt Elijah’s fingers run down the length of his spine, to settle in the cleft of his buttocks.

“Show me, Dom…tell me… tell me what to do.”

“Lijah?” Dominic kissed the tip of Elijah’s nose.

“I want to make love to you, Dommie. I want to be inside you.” Elijah let his fingers come to rest, and then pushed the tip of one a little way inside Dominic.

“Please… Dom… please… tell me…I want you to tell me…”

Dominic swallowed hard as he watched Elijah closely.

“I love you, Dom.” Elijah kissed Dominic quickly on the lips again, and then pulled back. “Please… please, I want you to show me…”

Dominic remained still for a few moments not taking his eyes off Elijah’s face. He never thought, for one moment, that he would have found himself in this totally unexpected position.

“Dom…?”

God, Lijah… Dominic released their cocks and placed his hand gently on the side of Elijah’s face, and then he cupped his chin, and kissed him deeply. As their kiss continued Dominic removed Elijah’s fingers from where they were so nicely positioned. Then as he brought those fingers up to his mouth he broke the kiss, and placed Elijah’s forefinger between his lips and sucked on it, coating it with saliva. Then when he was done, he lowered Elijah’s hand to his buttocks once more, and then positioned a finger over his entrance and helped Elijah to guide it in.

Elijah felt nervous as well as excited as he felt his finger disappear inside Dominic; the grip on it was quite strong, leading concern to creep in as he wondered just how his cock was going to slip in without causing Dominic any pain.

“Is that ok?” Elijah looked into Dominic’s eyes for confirmation that it felt right.

Dominic nodded… “But we’re going to need some lubrication, Lij... if we’re going to do this.” His voice was soft and encouraging. He couldn’t believe that they were about to do what he had wanted to do for so long now.

“I have some…”

Dominic looked surprised at first and then smiled. “You do? You planned this, didn’t you?” He asked.

“I just want to make love to you, Dom… that’s all. I love you.”

Dominic could see the seriousness in Elijah’s eyes. “And I love you too, and I want you to make love to me, Lijah… very much… now come here.”

Their mouths met once more and after a while Elijah removed his finger and stood up.

“Be right back,” he said.

Dominic watched Elijah walk away. He still couldn’t quite believe what was happening, and he had to admit to himself that he was nervous about what was to come. In the past he’d had a few sexual experiences with other men, nothing meaningful, or long lasting. Mostly one night stands, and the sex he’d experienced had always been rough, and rushed. Nothing tender, not like with Elijah. But then he had never been in love before. His past experiences has always been about ‘getting off’, with barely any consideration for the other man he was with. No kissing, no caressing, just straight up the ass after a bit of preparation, and on a few occasions, without.

But this was Elijah. Elijah was not just going to fuck him, but make love to him, and even though his past experiences were long best forgotten, he couldn’t help think that maybe he wouldn’t enjoy it, because in the past, it had fucking hurt.

Elijah returned with a small paper bag, and knelt down beside Dominic. Dominic sat up and gently ran his fingers over Elijah’s thighs, and then lightly let them travel up the length of his cock, smearing the small amount of liquid that had gathered at its tip with him thumb.

Elijah pulled out a small plastic packet from the bag and handed it to Dominic. “Want to roll it on me?”

Dominic held the condom in his hand. “No,” he shook his head, and dropped the packet to the floor.

Elijah looked puzzled.

“Elijah… I love you… and… and I want you to come… inside me… not in a fucking condom.”

“But, Dom…” Elijah began to protest. “Orli said…”

Dominic laughed; now he knew where the goods in the bag came from.

“Elijah, listen to me.” Dominic took Elijah’s hand. “I love you more than anything… and this… this moment, what we are going to share right now, is going to be so special to us. Let’s just do it, baby. Ok? You know I’m clean, so no condoms… and we can both have a nice long shower afterwards.”

Elijah thought for a moment, this was all so fucking new to him. “All right…” he finally grinned. “No condoms… and besides.” He tried to put on a serious face, as he took hold of his cock and looked down at it. “The only other place this has ever been is in your mouth, Dominic Monaghan, so I guess I’m safe, and I totally fucking trust you.”

Dominic suddenly felt a little emotional at Elijah’s last statement, and to disguise it he picked up the bag and removed the tube of lubrication. He unscrewed the lid and squeezed some of the contents onto Elijah’s outstretched fingers. Elijah looked at him, questioningly.

“Just use your fingers, Elijah. You need to stretch me open. It takes a bit of time… only you’ll know when I’m ready.”

“I will? How will I know?” Elijah positioned himself in between Dominic’s parted thighs.

“You’ll know,” was all Dominic said as he laid down on the floor and lifted his knees to his chest.

Just don’t let it fucking hurt… this is Elijah, my fucking love. Don’t let it hurt, just don’t let it fucking hurt. Dominic kept on repeating those words to himself as he felt Elijah’s fingers enter him and move around inside him. He’d always hated being on the bottom, top was his preference, not that he’s always had the choice in the past. Don’t let it hurt… fucking don’t let it hurt, not with my Lijah…

Elijah took his time. He was quite amazed at how he could feel Dominic opening up under his touch. The muscles that had felt so tight when he slipped his finger in earlier were gradually giving way. But his fingers were one thing. His cock was another. He was shit scared of hurting Dominic.

Elijah pushed his fingers in further, amazed how soft it felt inside, soft and hot, and the thought of pushing his cock inside there was incredible. Dominic’s mouth was a fucking sensation on its own; this was going to be something entirely different.

“Ok, Dommie?” Elijah asked as he looked up at Dominic. “Am I doing this right?”

Dominic had closed his eyes … he was now beginning to relax. In the past he would have been entered long before this point, way before he was ready… and Elijah’s fingers, every now and then brushed across an area, deep inside him, which sent delicious jolts through his body. This was nice… this was beginning to become very enjoyable indeed.

“Dommie?” Elijah asked again as he squeezed more lubricant on his fingers. When he pushed them in again, they slipped in easily.

“I’m fine, Lij…you’re doing great.” Dominic then squirmed as Elijah’s fingers found that spot again.

“Are you ready?” Elijah was not sure. He looked at his fingers buried inside Dominic’s bottom. “I think you’re ready.”

Dominic opened his eyes. “Yes, Lijah… I am.” He placed his feet back on the floor and half sat up. “But let me do this part…” He took the tube in his hand and squeezed a copious amount of lube into his palm. He then began to apply it to Elijah’s cock, coating it liberally from tip to base. Elijah was big, and he hadn’t had sex in a very long time… he was so fucking determined that it wasn’t going to hurt.

“Ok.” Dominic looked at Elijah. This was it. He almost felt like a fucking virgin himself, and in a way he was. This was his first time… with a man he loved deeply. Dominic kissed Elijah on the lips and then laid down again, he drew up his knees, held them, and waited.

Elijah frowned and bit his lower lip as he held his cock against Dominic’s entrance. It looked impossible that it could even begin to penetrate into that small opening, let alone slide completely inside. But Dominic was ready, and so was he, and he fucking wanted to do this so badly.

Elijah met with resistance, which he hadn’t expected. This wasn’t going to work, fingers were one thing, but his cock…well…”

“Push, Lij.” Dominic urged Elijah on. “You have to push…”

“But, Dom…” Elijah was beginning to have major doubts now, as he looked at the engorged head of his cock, so dark and pink against Dominic’s pale flesh.

“Fucking push, Elijah…please baby… it’ll be ok… I want you. I fucking want you inside me.”

Elijah swallowed hard and then with one hand on Dominic’s knee and the other holding himself firmly against Dominic’s entrance he pushed harder, and after a second or two Dominic’s body gave way and Elijah entered him.

“Oh my fucking God… Dom!” Elijah couldn’t help but gasp. “Fucking God…” His cock was being squeezed so tightly that he thought he was going to come in an instant. He’d never felt anything like this in his entire life… the sensations were almost too powerful, too overwhelming.

Dominic let go of one of his knees and placed his hand over Elijah’s “Keep going, baby… keep going, it feels great, don’t stop now!”

Elijah gasped again as he pushed himself in a little further. This was fucking fantastic, the heat, and the grip that Dominic had on him was too incredible for words. He never thought that it was going to feel like this. This was just so fucking unbelievable.

Dominic tried his best to control his breathing and relax. Elijah’s initial push didn’t hurt; it just felt a little uncomfortable to begin with until he had pushed in past that ring of muscle. Elijah had done a fantastic job preparing him, and he fucking loved him so much for doing so. As he felt Elijah filling him up inch by inch, he knew that he was enjoying this, fucking loving every second of it. No one had ever fucked him slowly before; no one had ever taken their time and given consideration for his needs. But Elijah… he just felt so fucking good.

“Dom…?” Elijah’s voice was shaky. He was now all the way in. “Are you, ok? Does it hurt? Jesus, Dom… this feels so fucking amazingly good!”

Dominic smiled at Elijah’s words, which were mirroring his exact thoughts.

Elijah looked down to where his body was joined with Dominic’s. He couldn’t believe that he was buried so deeply inside him. The heat that surrounded and squeezed him was unfathomable, and it felt perfect, he never expected it to be like this… not ever, not this fucking good.

“It doesn’t hurt, Lij… not at all. It feels great… fucking great. You’re fucking great. Dominic suddenly felt choked. “I fucking love you, Lijah.”

Elijah placed both his hands onto Dominic’s bent knees, and adjusted his position a little.

Dominic let out a moan of appreciation as Elijah’s cock nudged against that wonderful hidden area deep inside him.

“Shall I go slowly…? I’ll go slowly…” Elijah spoke quietly as he began to withdraw, and oh God, the grip was so intense as he did so. Then he pushed in again and couldn’t help moaning out loud as Dominic’s body swallowed him up once more.

This is fucking fantastic… Elijah closed his eyes as he withdrew again.

“Oh, Dom…” he couldn’t help gasping, as he slowly pushed his cock back in. “Oh fucking hell, Dom…Jesus… Dom. ”

Elijah slowly began to pick up some sort of rhythm and as his slow pushes in and out of Dominic began to speed up, he knew that he was going to come quickly. Too fucking quickly… and he knew that he wouldn’t be able to hold back, this was all too fucking unbelievably fantastic to hold back. He was going to come deep… deep inside Dominic…fucking incredible!

Dominic grunted and gasped as Elijah’s pace picked up. Every time Elijah pushed in, he hit that hidden spot, and the feeling it produced was unlike anything that Dominic had ever experienced before. He watched Elijah’s face, watched the emotions that washed over it as he continuously withdrew and re-entered him. His Elijah was making love to him… truly making love, and he found himself looking forward to the time when Elijah would experience this… when it would be his turn to love him back.

“Oh… Dom… uhnn… Dom…oh… oh…Jesus… Dom…” Elijah’s thrusts increased in depth and speed, and then he suddenly shuddered and fell silent. He gripped Dominic’s knees and pushed his cock deeply inside Dominic one last time as he felt his orgasm take over. The wave that flowed through his body took his breath away, as he closed his eyes and emptied himself totally into Dominic’s body. Then as his climax slowly tailed off, Elijah let out one long breath, open his eyes and looked down at the incredible man beneath him. He was lost for words.

Dominic smiled at Elijah. Christ, he loved him so much. That had been perfect, so fucking perfect. Elijah remained where he was for a few more moments, still inside Dominic, not really wanting to withdraw, not just yet. But Dominic put his feet down on the floor, which inevitably caused Elijah to slip out. Dominic’s legs were trembling as he held out his arms to Elijah, and within an instant Elijah was in his embrace.

“God, Dom. I love you… I love you…I love you…” Elijah kissed Dominic all over his face. “That was fucking incredible… God I love you… I love you…”

Dominic chuckled at Elijah. “And I love you too, baby… and yes it was incredible… fucking incredible… more than incredible. But do you know something?”

“What?” Elijah was still kissing Dominic, on his chin, his forehead, his neck. “What, Dommie?”

“I’ve still got a fucking hard on, Lij, and I don’t know what to do with it. Any chance you can help me out?”

Elijah stopped in mid kiss and groaned. He had been too lost in his own experience to think of Dominic’s pleasure as well as his own.

“Jesus Christ, I’m so sorry, Dom.” Elijah looked at Dominic apologetically. “Let me deal with that right now!”

Dominic smiled and ruffled Elijah’s hair, and then watched Elijah’s quickly make his way down his body, and then to his absolute relief Dominic felt Elijah’s hot mouth surround him and take his cock in.

*
Dominic heard a low humming sound and then felt the ship lurch gently as it began its very short trip across the water to the East Bank of the Nile. Dominic moved into the room and sat on the bed beside Elijah. He placed his hand on Elijah’s cool skin, and was just about to pull a blanket over him, when Elijah’s eyes flickered open.

“Hi…” Elijah smiled sleepily at Dominic. “Did you have a good time? Was it any good?” He sat up, and shivered.

“Yes…” Dominic nodded. “It was good, but I missed you, though.”

Elijah yawned and then swiveled his legs over the side of the bed. “I gotta get cleaned up,” he mumbled.

“I did a lot of thinking, too.” Dominic looked at Elijah’s naked back.

“You did?” Elijah glanced over his shoulder at Dominic. “What about?”

“You…”

“Me.

“I’m always thinking of you, Elijah, especially when you are not with me.” Dominic crouched down and took hold of Elijah’s hands.

“But it was only for three hours, Dom.”

“Three hours too long by my reckoning.” Dominic lifted one of Elijah’s hands to his mouth and kissed it. “Far too long.”

Elijah smiled, and then went to get up. “I need a shower, Dom.”

“Not yet…” Dominic pushed Elijah back onto the bed, and started to kiss him.

“I really need to clean up…” Elijah protested, mildly.

“I’ll clean you.”

“Dom…?”

“Just don’t move.” Dominic stood up and rapidly removed all his clothes before lowering himself on top of Elijah.

“I fucking missed you, Lijah.”

Elijah hesitated for the briefest of seconds before taking Dominic’s face in his hands and kissing him, opening his lips and pushing his tongue into his mouth.

***

“Dom, listen to this…” Elijah placed his finger on the page he was reading. “Elephantine Island Temple of the deity Khnum who was believed to have created mankind from a potter's wheel, is now mostly in ruins.”

Dominic raised his eyebrows as he looked at Elijah over his sunglasses.

“Potter’s wheel.” Elijah repeated. “It’s just so weird how people used to think a long time ago.

“That’s because people are weird, Lij.” Dominic indicated his head to the wanking bystanders who were in their usual position - standing nearby and staring. “What is it with them, anyway?” he asked.

Elijah placed the guidebook on the table next to his journal. They were enjoying lunch in a small restaurant near the Temple of Khnum on Elephantine Island. The setting was beautiful, and there had been hardly a hawker or tout in sight all morning, making the start to the day a very enjoyable one.

“Fuck knows!”

“They’ve been fucking eyeballing us for the entire cruise.”

“I reckon they are closeted gays.” Elijah looked at Dominic which a smirk on his face. “But are stuck in a relationship that they can’t escape from.”

Dominic snorted. “Can’t fucking see that, Lij. I just reckon the woman fancies you, and hates it every time I touch, or kiss you.” Dominic leaned over the table. “So give us a kiss right now.”

Elijah laughed and offered his mouth up, accepted the kiss, and then glanced over at Mr and Mrs Gawker, who had been their constant shadows for almost four days now. They were still staring.

“So, where to next, then?” Dominic settled back into his seat as he continued to ignore the onlookers. This was the last day of their cruise. Tomorrow they flew back to Cairo.

“I say we just walk around the gardens. We’ve been looking at ancient sites all morning. And it’ll be cooler.”

“Sounds good.” Dominic drummed his fingers on the table and then looked around for the waiter. “Now where’s our fucking food?”

Elijah shrugged his shoulders as he picked up his journal, which had now become his constant companion. He took it everywhere with him, and spent many minutes quickly jotting down important travel details, things he knew he would forget by the time they returned to their hotel or room.

The past three days on the Nile, he had scribbled away. Even though he had the guidebook to fall back on, he still wanted to make his own notes. There was so much to see, almost too much if the truth be known, and he really didn’t want to get his facts wrong.

These few days had been incredible, better than he could have ever wished for, and despite the heat, they had both enjoyed delving into Egypt’s fascinating past. There was so much to see, and to do, and to remember. Dominic had filled one photo card with images, and was well on his way to filling the second one. By the time they flew to Morocco, they would have dozens of images captured to send back to his mom. Dominic was turning into a good amateur photographer!

“I’m going to check where our food is, Lij. Want me to get you another drink?”

“Yeah, cool.” Elijah barely glanced up from his journal.

“Ok… be right back then.”

Elijah nodded as he turned to his second to last entry. Now this place… this place would remain in his memory forever.

18 April 2005

This is indescribable. I’m writing this as Dom and I are sitting on top of a mountain and underneath us is the Valley of the Kings, in which tomb after tomb are embedded. Sixty-four, in total. Amazing. It was a long and difficult hike up here, but so fucking worth it. We can see for miles and miles, even as far as the Nile.

Dom is having a snooze beside me, don’t blame him, it was an exhausting climb. But no one else came up here with us. We are totally alone… Fucking awesome.

A little later we are going to visit a few of the tombs. Unfortunately we can only visit three, which seems pretty dumb to me, but that is the policy of this attraction. We still haven’t decided which ones yet. Maybe once Dom wakes up I’ll ask him, although he doesn’t really care, he just goes where I want to go.

*
Ok… it’s late in the evening now, and we’re back on the ship. It’s been a pretty exhausting day. Dom has gone to the bar to get us some beers, we are kind of getting used to the Egyptian beer now, it’s amazing how the taste has grown on us.

So how do you decide which dead king to visit, well, essentially, which grave to visit? I wanted to see Tutankhamun’s tomb, but incredibly, we were actually advised against it. Apparently he was a pretty insignificant pharaoh, and only received recognition in recent times because his tomb was one of the few that was discovered completely intact.

So we visited (gotta check guidebook for spelling) Tuthmosis III, one of the most sophisticated tombs in the Valley. What a fucking difference it was compared to the Pyramid we visited in Giza. That place in Giza was dark, and dank, and hot. This one was well lit, and pretty large, and the most amazing thing was that the walls were designed like a huge ornamental scroll with the complete text of (checking)... the Book of Amduat, which when translated means Book of the Secret Room. I’m so going to check that out when we get back to the States. And of course it’s not writing as we know writing, its hieroglyphics, and it really was a fucking awesome sight.

And an interesting fact, which if I don’t recall here, I’ll forget later, is that the Pharaoh’s sarcophagus was exactly where it was placed centuries ago, but his mummy was never found in it. Fucking weird.

Anyway, the second tomb we visited was Sethos I, the longest tomb in the Valley of the Kings. It amazes me, these structures. The manpower that would have had to be used just to dig down through all that fucking rock. The men of those times obviously cared a great deal for their kings.

Amazingly, nearly all these tombs were looted, but there is still so much left to see. It made me wonder just how they must have looked before the looters invaded. All the annexes and stairways are beautifully painted. Dom took as many photos as he could, but a lot of them are not that good because of the lighting. Still those pictures, with these words will be our memories.

The third tomb we visited was that of Rameses III. Dom insisted upon it. I think he was trying to make up for the fact that we won’t be seeing the tomb of Rameses II, which we would have done, had we still been on our original cruise. I didn’t say anything to Dom, but that place is absolutely nothing compared to what we could have seen at Abu Simbel. No point dwelling on it though…

Well this entry has kinda turned into a history lesson. Tomorrow morning we visit the Valley of the Queens. You know, I never knew that existed. Should be very interesting. Then the ship sails for Edfu and Kom Ombo, then finally to Aswan.

There is so much to see in such a short time, but so fucking totally worth it.

“Here you go, Lij.” Dominic placed an ice-cold glass of beer in front of Elijah. “Food won’t be long.”

“Thanks.” Elijah closed his journal and secured it. He took a sip of his beer, deep in thought. “Do you think there was any prejudice back then, Dom?”

“Excuse me?”

“About sexuality… was it wrong to be gay back in the days of the Pharaohs?”

“Wrong to be gay? It’s not wrong to be gay now, Lij.”

“In our eyes no… but you know…” Elijah glanced quickly at the wankers.

“Elijah there are always going to be twats like that…”

“I know.” Elijah looked down at his drink. “It’s just that it would great to be accepted, you know. Not be singled out, not be some sort of freak show.”

“Let me tell you one thing, Elijah.” Dominic took Elijah’s hand reassuringly. “They’re the freaks… they obviously don’t know above love, and what it means.”

Elijah looked into Dominic’s face.

“My love for you is without boundaries, Elijah. Bet they don’t fucking have that. I bet you, that those sad fuckers don’t have one ounce of what we’ve got. You can fucking tell just by their attitude, and the way they find us ‘oh so fucking interesting’.”

Elijah managed a slight smile.

“But you know what, I think they’ve pissed me off for long enough.” Dominic suddenly scraped his chair backwards and got to his feet.

“Dom…don’t!”

Dominic ignored Elijah and marched over to the wankers. “Do you have a camera?” He demanded as he stood directly in front of them.

No reply.

“Deaf as well as fucking stupid…” Dominic muttered. “You know,” he continued. “A camera. Clickety fucking click. Maybe I could get a picture of me and my boyfriend for you two fucking arseholes so you can stare at it all fucking day long!”

The couple said nothing.

“Jesus Christ…” Dominic turned away.

“Ass fucking hobbits.” The words were spoken quietly but Dominic had heard them.

Don’t fucking react… don’t fucking react… Now he understood the reason for their intense interest in himself and Elijah.

“Merry fucking Frodo, you fucking perverts.”

That was it. Dominic spun on his heel.

“Leave it, Dom.” Elijah had left his seat, and taken hold of Dominic’s arm. As he watched Dominic confront the annoying gawkers he could tell by his body language that he was on the point of blowing, and causing actual physical harm.

“Come on, let’s sit down. Our food is here.”

Dominic stood his ground for a few seconds, and then looked at Elijah, his beautiful Elijah. Loving him would never be wrong.

“Ok…” Dominic’s body relaxed a little. He looked at the man who had insulted him, and wished he could punch his fucking lights out, but he wasn’t worth it. Neither of the cowards standing in front of him were worth another second of his time. Not when he could be spending it with Elijah.

They both sat back down at their table, and to Elijah’s relief he watched the wankers walk away. Thank fuck!

“Ok, Dom?”

“Yeah, I’m fine… totally cool.” Dominic stabbed a fork into his food. Fucking idiots.

“Listen.” Dominic dropped his fork. “How about we forget lunch and go find somewhere to fuck instead?”

Elijah who had a forkful of food half way to his mouth, stopped in mid action.

Dominic lowered Elijah’s arm to the table. “How about I put something else hot and hard inside your mouth, Lij?”

Elijah closed his mouth and swallowed.

“How’s that sound?” Dominic asked again.

“Sounds fucking great.” Elijah abandoned his food, and left some money on the table, then they both left the restaurant hand in hand and went in search of somewhere nice and quiet and very secluded.

***
“I wonder how different Morocco will be?” Elijah was standing on the hotel balcony sipping a cup of coffee as he looked out at the Giza Pyramids for the very last time.

Their flight back to Cairo from Aswan had been straightforward, and they had spent two quiet days at the hotel they had booked into at the start of their Egypt trip. It had cost them a fair bit of money to reserve the room while they were away on the Nile, but they didn’t mind. It was better than trying to find somewhere else to stay on their return.

“Right, I’m packed!” Dominic locked his suitcase, looked at his watch and then grinned to himself.

“Come on, Lij or we’ll be late!”

“Dom, there’s hours yet. Thought we were going to spend the day by the pool?” Elijah walked into the room. “You’ve gone and packed your swimming trunks!”

“A taxi will be here in half an hour to take us to the airport, Lij. Now come pack.”

“What?” Elijah was confused. “There’s ten hours until our flight, Dom.”

“I know.” Dominic smiled wickedly, as he took hold of Elijah’s hands.

“What have you done?” Elijah couldn’t help smiling back.

“Well… you know I fucked up the cruise?”

“No, Dom.” Elijah shook his head. “No you didn’t. The cruise was fantastic. We…”

“Lijah… sshhhh.” Dominic placed a finger over Elijah’s lips to silence him.

“I fucked it up, and now… well now, I want to make it up to you.”

“Dom?” Elijah pulled Dominic’s hand away from his mouth.

“I’ve booked a return flight to Abu Simbel, so you’ll be able to see the temple of Rameses II, like you wanted to. It’ll be a bit of a whirlwind tour when we get there, but we can do it. And we’ll be back here in time to catch our plane to Morocco this evening.”

Elijah was suddenly lost for words.

“So you had better hurry up and pack, Lij. Because if we miss this plane, then you certainly won’t get another chance to see it.”

Elijah finally found his voice. “You are incredible, Dom. Fucking incredible. Always thinking of me…”

Dominic smiled and then rested his forehead against Elijah’s. “You know I would do anything for you, Elijah.”

“I know… ”

“I love you so much…”

“I know…”

“So fucking much…” Dominic tilted Elijah’s chin up slightly and then kissed him gently on the lips, and just lost himself in Elijah for a few brief seconds.

Then he reluctantly pulled back, and ran his fingers down the side of Elijah’s face. “Want me to help you pack, baby?” He asked as his lips brushed lightly across Elijah’s once more.

“Please,” Elijah nodded.

“Ok…” Dominic finally released Elijah. He looked at his watch again. “Jesus! We’d better fucking hurry up, too. Don’t want to fuck up again!”

Elijah laughed, and dragged out his case and dumped it on the bed.

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