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Author: Uluithiel

Date Completed: 25 September 2002

Pairing: EW/DM

Rating: NC-17

Summary: oooh traffic can be a problem. . . or a solution.

Disclaimer: obviously I would never ever ever imply that Lij and Dom would do such a thing. Uh uh. Just my perverted mind making up totally fictional stuff.

Elijah tapped the horn and grinned as Dominic spotted him and dashed for the car, vaulting a divider in the parking lot. He flung himself into the passenger seat, his face a beam of delight. Lij leaned over and they kissed briefly but thoroughly. Lij shifted into first and pulled out of the lot, driving just a little too fast, as usual.

"What'd you find?" he asked, eyeing Dom's shopping bags.

"Wanted some pleated linen slacks," Dom said, holding up a handsome pair in a creamy flax color. "And this to wear over them," he continued, pulling up the bag over a raw silk blazer.

"Hey, nice," approved Lijah, imagining the soft natural fabrics draping Dom's wiry frame and feeling a warm glow. Dominic's body was perfectly designed to showcase clothes: lanky, long-legged, with a deep chest and perfectly shaped ass...

Lijah shifted a bit in his seat, gunned the BMW a bit faster, and grinned at Dom. Suddenly remembering, he brightened. "Hey, Sblomie, take a look in the Ameoba bag back there -- a new Coldplay CD with some remixes I haven't heard."

Dom found the CD and slit the cellophane with a thumbnail. "Had this for twenty mintues and haven't listened to it yet?" he asked in mock horror.

"Waiting for you," said Lijah softly. The words were neutral. The tone was not. Dom felt a bolt of heat shoot through him, and he glanced over to meet Elijah's burning gaze.

As the first languid, sensual notes began to emerge from the speakers, Dom reached out a hand, interested to note his fingers were trembling slightly (god what Lij could do to him with a word, a glance!) and stroked the back of his fingers along Elijah's jaw, down his throat, dipping down inside the neck of his T-shirt to tickle the base of his throat. Elijah arched his neck against the stroking fingers and purred.

"Sblomie?" he said, his voice a little husky, "is your heart absolutely set on going to that new sushi place for dinner tonight?" He glanced over at Dominic and returned the wolfish grin that was all the answer he needed. "OK! Home it is then," he laughed, wrenching the wheel around to gun the powerful car up the ramp to the Ventura freeway.

"FUCK!" he downshifted rapidly but it was too late. He was too far up the onramp, several cars behind him. The freeway ahead of them was totally gridlocked, barely moving.

"Oh shit I am SO doomed here," he moaned, pounding the wheel in frustration. "I'll get off at Coldwater Canyon but we'll still be in this cunting mess for-fucking-EVER!"

Dom thought Elijah looked totally irresistible, eyes bright with frustrated desire, biting his lip and glaring at the offending traffic. He reached out to run a fingertip around the edge of his ear. Lij transferred the glare to Dom. "You are not fucking HELPING here, Dominic," he snarled.

Dom's eyes glowed their changeable silvery blue. "No?" he said softly. "Not helping? Can't have that, then." He pressed the release on the seat belt and turned toward Lijah. "Let's see if there's anything I can do that WILL help," he suggested.

Elijah looked askance at the thoroughly aroused man next to him. "In case you hadn't noticed we are in a fucking car here."

"Uh huh," agreed Dom, placing his new clothes to cushion the space between the two seats.

"In broad fucking daylight on the Ventura fucking Freeway."

"Uh huh." Dom reached a long arm over, pulled the seat release lever, and let Elijah's seat slide back a couple of notches.

"And I am fucking trying to drive here!" Elijah slid down a bit in the seat to keep his feet on the pedals.

"Uh huh". Dom scrunched himself around and laid across the seats, head in Elijah's lap. He pressed his mouth over the bulge in Lijah's jeans and breathed a stream of hot air on it.

"Oh GOD Dom," moaned Elijah. "This is fucking crazy. . . oh JESUS!"

Dom's fingers deftly unfastened Lijah's jeans, allowing his cock to spring free. Gently he tugged at the waistband, and Lij lifted his hips slightly to allow him to slide the pants down around his thighs.

Elijah was shaking -- this was fucking NUTS, but no way in hell was he able to stop Dom now. He gripped the steering wheel desperately and closed his eyes as Dom's warm mouth closed around him. "DOM!" he gasped, and concentrated on not bucking his hips up. It would completely ruin the moment to give Dominic a concussion on the underside of the steering wheel.

Dom was revelling in Elijah, the smell of him, his taste, the sound of his moaning cries. Dom unzipped his own jeans and freed his cock, stroking it rapidly as he applied all the attention of his skilled lips and tongue to Elijah's cock.

"God jesus FUCK.... ogod DOM!" Elijah shouted as he exploded deep in Dom's throat. The sweet burst, Elijah's voice, pushed Dom over the edge and he came over the new linen pants draped across the gear shift.

Dom kept his head in Elijah's lap, kissing his still-twitching cock, his thighs, gentling him.

Lijah was shattered, emptied, breathing in sobbing gasps, one hand twined in Dominic's sandy hair, the other still clutching the steering wheel.

They both were startled at the gentle bump. Elijah's eyes flew open -- his foot had slid off the brake and the car had come gently to rest against the bumper of a menacing-looking Jeep Cherokee. As he watched in horror, a man emerged from the driver's side and strode back towards Elijah's car.

"Jesus christ fuck ME Dom he's coming to ..." the man stopped between the two cars, eyeing them for damage. He turned toward Elijah, glaring.

Lij was frantically trying to pull his jeans up his hips. Dom pushed himself up, scrambling over to the passenger seat, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

The man standing not six feet from them stared, brow furrowing, then his eyes widened. Suddenly he burst into a gale of laughter, gave Elijah and Dom two thumbs up, and strode back to his car, still laughing.

The traffic was easing, and Lij let out the clutch, pulling over to speed down the exit ramp. He pulled the car over and turned to Dominic. They stared at each other for a few minutes then both collapsed utterly, laughing in shrieks.

"His... FACE!!" gasped Elijah, giggling too hard to breathe.

"YOUR face!!!" roared Dominic, catching Elijah in a huge hug.

"Hey? Um... now should we go ahead and check out that sushi place?" asked Lijah.

"Are you fucking kidding? That was just appetizers, Elwood. HOME!" ordered Dom, and Lij let out the clutch, still giggling.