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Title: Dinner for Two

Author: Uluithiel

Date completed: 24 September 2002

Pairing: EW/DM

Summary: Elijah has decisions to make

Disclaimer: Certainly none of the people depicted here would ever do things like this. My imagination has SO run riot. Shame on me.

Los Angeles

April 21, 2002

Lij wondered why he'd spent so many years wasting time sleeping. He hadn't slept since yesterday morning and he'd never felt better.

There was a soft knock at the door, and he sprinted to open it.

He was standing on the step, looking apprehensive. They had not been alone together in the coachouse since. . . . Elijah took his arm and drew him into the house, enfolding him in a warm hobbit hug. Lij drew back, arms still around him, and smiled into the beautiful, changeful eyes. Still smiling, he pulled him close again and kissed him full on the lips.

Dominic pushed him away, startled. "What are you doing?"

Elijah applied his smiling lips to the soft little spot behind Dom's ear. "I believe I am seducing you," he murmured.

Dom grasped Elijah's shoulders and pushed him to arms length. The bluegrey eyes were molten steel. "What the FUCK are you playing at, Elwood?" he grated.

Elijah's body was languid and pliable, bending to Dominic's movements.

"I'm not playing, Sblomie," he said softly. "I decided I'm being a stupid cunt, waiting around for a man who'll never really want me."

"So you'll settle?" spat Dominic.

Elijah didn't wince, his smile didn't waver. "Yes," he said simply. "Will you?"

For a long moment Dominic stared at him, eyes blazing. Suddenly with a feral growl that contained a sob he seized Elijah and slammed him against the wall. He captured Lijah's mouth, his kiss savage in its urgency, hands tearing at Elijah's clothes.

Lij met Dominic's kiss avidly, his tongue discovering Dom's flavors, his textures. With a whimper he tore himself away long enough to skin off his t-shirt and yank Dom's over his head, tossing both away heedlessly. His hands were at Dom's jeans button, tearing at the zipper, as Dom was pushing Elijah's jeans down his hips. A flurry of kicks and they were bare, skin to skin, and ogod let me just fucking die right now, thought Elijah. He moaned and cupped his hands over Dom's perfect ass, grinding their cocks together.

Dom slid his hands under Elijah's hips and lifted him, winding Lij's legs around his waist. Rubbing his fingers in the precum wetting both their cocks, he slid a finger into Elijah's opening, finding the sweet spot expertly, and Lijah gasped into Dominic's mouth. Another finger, stretching him, and Elijah pulled his mouth from Dom's long enough to spit in his palm, adding the saliva to the slippery fluid leaking from the tip of Dom's rigid cock.

Elijah was liquid with sensation. Dom lifted Lij, positioning him, and Lijah guided the silken head into his body, using his own weight to impale himself on Dom's cock. His head lolled against the wall and he moaned avidly.

Dom settled Lijah's back against the wall, grasped the slender hips firmly, and began to move. He pulled out as far as he dared, then adjusted the angle before sinking himself deeply in Elijah's heat, this time wrenching a scream from Lij. Dom's rhythm increased, his teeth clenching, and he drove himself again and again into the velvet sheath, until, with a shout of triumph that pushed Lijah over the edge, he came, spilling himself in Elijah's body.

Slowly they sank to the floor. Elijah tangled his legs around Dom's, burying his lips at the juncture between Dominic's neck and shoulder. Dom's breath was still coming in sobbing gasps as he stroked Lijah's wildly dishevelled hair.

"Sblomie?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm . . . I don't know . . ." Dom stopped the words with his mouth.

"Shut the fuck up," he murmured. "Just don't say another fucking thing, alright? No words. We don't need them. No more cunting words."

Lij smiled, cuddling into him like a kitten. "Fine then," he smiled against Dom's sweaty chest. "Cunt imagine why we'd need words anyway," he hummed, tasting the hair between Dom's breasts. Suddenly he sat up. "Hey! You hungry? I got Thai!"

"Pad se eeuw?" Dominic's eyes lit up.

"But of course!" Lij bounced to his feet and dashed to the kitchen, emerging minutes later with several carryout containers and two forks. "Your dinner, sir," he said in his most cultured Jeeves voice.

"Can't fault the service here," Dominic grinned, looking appreciatively at his nude waiter. "C'mere, you," he growled, pulling Lijah down beside him.

Lij giggled, stabbing a fork into the nearest cardboard carton and feeding it to Dominic. "Now don't get too used to this, wanker," he warned. "I expect YOU to serve ME next time."

"Mmmmm. I'll do better. I'll cook," said Dom, fishing a curried shrimp from another container.

Elijah looked downcast. "Oh fuck. Then you'll be one up on me. I can't cook for shit."

Dominic looked at him sideways. "You got other talents, Ring Thing. Not to worry."

Lij sighed in mock despondency. "One day the Ringbearer, the next nothing but a boy toy. Fame is SO fleeting here in TinselTown." He pensively draped a noodle across the back of Dom's neck and nibbled it off.

Dominic looked askance at him. "You are fucking NUTS, you know that?"

"Company I keep," replied Lij with a shrug.

Dom was suddenly intent. "Does this mean you and I are now... keeping company?"

Lij burst into giggles. "'Keeping company', Sblomie? MY how proper we are tonight." His eyes darkened, and he gently pushed Dom's shoulders to the floor. Kneeling on all fours over Dominic, Elijah leaned down to flick a tongue delicately across a nipple, making Dom moan softly. Lijah smiled slowly and pressed the flat of his tongue on the hardening nub, gently moving his head from side to side, then looked up intently at Dominic. "After what just happened here, do you think I'm going to let you get away with a fucking one night stand?"

and it's cos you've thrilled me

silenced me, stilled me

proved things I never believed

oh! the face on you

the smell of you

will always be with me

Three Babies

Sinead O'Connor

~finis~