Part 4 finally!!
Title: In Bloom (4/5)
Author: Christina
Series Rating: PG-13 to NC-17 (this chapter also contains NC-17)
Pairing: Lij/the Band.
Summary: An AU fic. Lij is a fan and Dom, Billy and Orlando are all part of the band. Will Lij be their Yoko Ono?
Disclaimer: Well that just wouldn’t be any fun, would it?
Author’s Notes: Title from Nirvana. For desire_billy because she is a good writer!
Elijah types away furiously at his little keyboard. He is busy writing a fic about his life with the band so far and he has a lot of people to please with his next instalment. He writes about how Dom initiated him and how he’s now getting much closer with Orli. He can use their nicknames by now. He knows them much better.
They are actually in a concert right now. Elijah can hear only faintly the loud bass and percussion beat but Dom’s voice is inaudible over the thousands of screaming fans. And sometimes Elijah is in that crowd screaming right along with them. But tonight he has to get this done. The only other sound in the bus besides his typing is the faucet dripping a little. All the other roadies have fucked off somewhere. Maybe inside for some drinks. Another reason Elijah isn’t at this concert. He’d have to be over 21.
His technical name is ‘roadie’ but he doesn’t do much work. He wasn’t brought along for his heavy lifting ability. And he sorta feels a little ill about that. He was hired to keep Orli ‘occupied’ and here he is falling in love with the guy. He has to soak that in for a second. Is that what his mind just said? He was falling in love with Orlando Bloom?
When he first came along, he was dressed exactly like Orli down to his ‘Orlihawk’. None of the band mates said anything about it though Elijah was sure they were all secretly laughing behind his back. Now Elijah was developing his own style and personality. He bought new non-Orli clothes, and he’s wearing his glasses more frequently. Orlando likes plucking them off his face and onto his own, then stumbling around the bus as he struggles to see. It makes Elijah love him even more. He knows he has to write the ‘falling in love’ part in his story.
There are people who love his story and gave it awesome comments about how hot the boys were and none of them know it’s Mary-Sue. He still feels there should be a male name for Mary-Sue. Billy-Joe-Bob. He snickers to himself. There were a few people though that gave horrible comments. One said that he was copying off of another band!fic out there and another said his story was unbelievable and accused him of just writing this story to appease his own sexual fantasy of being with the band. He could’ve cried except he was laughing too much. The first being so untrue and the second being so very true. He doesn’t give a fuck what they think anyway. He’s writing this for his friends. And Raven is the only one who knows it’s all real.
Raven is now apparently going out with a cross-dresser named Adina. Elijah doesn’t like guys cross-dressing. He likes guys that look like guys. He’s gay for a reason. But Raven sends him a picture of Adina without makeup and he’s actually a hot guy. Looks a little like Michael Rosenbaum.
He types faster knowing the boys will be in soon and he doesn’t want them to catch him writing a fic about them. He doesn’t know what they’d do but it is a kind of infringement on their lives. But it’s supposed to be made up. Right? What could they do? Send him packing…home to Michigan? Sue him for defamation? He doesn’t want to think about it so he always makes sure to keep his story locked away where they will never find it.
Dom would be the first to do so. Find it. The dude is into computers and he likes to go onto the fansites that talk about him. It gives him such an ego trip. Elijah hopes that Dom doesn’t stumble onto the place where he’s writing and see Elwood there in big letters. That’s why Elijah doesn’t keep a favourites list anymore. He thinks he becoming a paranoid little bugger. He just doesn’t want to leave Orli. He tells himself. But there’s something more. Something about being in the bus. Being with the band. He’s every guy and girls envy. And that makes him feel fucking powerful.
***
I didn’t realize I was falling in love with Orli until maybe Huston. Could have even been Tucson. He was just there all the time and I was supposed to be with him but it didn’t click in till then that I was actually in love with the dude. He’s really hot and has this quiet ease about him that fucks me up whenever I look at him. I can’t help it.
Well it was after one really good concert in Arizona that he first said he loved me back. I had been in the crowd that night and not on the bus and there was no back-stage thing that they had to deal with. He pulled me right into the bedroom. Which was weird because it’s usually reserved for Dom and Billy. Anyway he just attacked my mouth and we started pulling off each others clothes. He pushed me to the bed and condoms and lube came out of nowhere. We’d already had sex a few times before that but it was always me fucking Orli. This time, though, I knew he wanted to do me.
I told him to be gentle but by that time he was sucking my cock so hard I think my moans made my words incoherent. Then he went lower, licked my balls for a few minutes and then lower to give me my first rim job. I’d only read about that kind of thing in a couple fics and thought it would be gross. Well from the receiving end it was fan-fucking-tastic. He did things with his tongue that I thought could not be humanly possible. I was seriously writhing around the bed and he stopped. I wanted to yell at him to continue but he handed me a condom and opened the green tube which I guessed by the colour was lime.
I rolled the condom on him and he spread on the lube. Then he went down to loosen me up with the old finger trick. Which actually really works. And he has pretty long fingers. So I started squirming. Wishing he would just fuck me already. I told him as much.
Well when his dick finally entered my ass I was mad at myself for being so impatient. It hurt. Probably ‘cause I wasn’t drunk or stoned this time. It hurt more than Dom and Dom had the biggest cock I’d ever seen. So naturally I tensed up which made it damn near impossible for him to continue. But he started kissing me and then he went for the ears which was fucking brilliant, man. And I soon relaxed and let him get all the way in.
He fucked me really slowly until I got impatient again and wrapped my legs around him and pushed up to him, setting the pace a little faster. Maybe he was getting closer ‘cause he started wanking me right away. With my senses on overload that way, it was only minutes before I creamed all over his hand and my belly, and he came right away too.
As we lay there panting and after he pulled out to roll to his side, he lifted his non-jis covered hand and brought my face to look at him. “I love you, Elijah.” He said sincerely. And it would have been the most amazing moment except for the banging at the door. And the obscene comments from Dom and Billy outside.
***
They’re nearing L.A. now. Elijah can’t wait to see the house. Orlando keeps bragging all about it. Elijah doesn’t find it hard to believe at all that the three guys live in the same place. He knows enough about them to know they couldn’t leave each other alone for long. And if it’s as big as they say, he guesses that he will have his own bedroom. That’s always good if he’s going to be secretive about his story. He could also put up pictures of the guys in his room. Or, maybe not. That would be announcing that he’s insane and stalkerish. He’s already erased most of his In Bloom pictures from his computer. And he uses the normal ‘Windows’ wallpaper. He really doesn’t need it all anyway when he has the real thing.
They have a couple more concerts in California and by the time they pull into the yard three days later, it’s 4 in the morning. Elijah can’t see much but the main building is dark and almost creepy. They get inside, and Elijah has to admit that this is the biggest damn thing he has ever seen out of TV. He watches that MTV show. The one about the stars’ houses. This looks like one of those. Very intimidating.
“Fuck me.” He breathes as the lights go on and he’s standing in the foyer looking into the living room. What is that big giraffe statue doing right there?
“Okay.” Orli pulls him inside farther not even bothering to take off his shoes. He gets the grand tour with Orlando yakking his ear completely off and Dom and Billy trailing along behind. They intervene once in a while but basically let Orli do all the talking. It’s all a bit too much. Actually a lot too much. Elijah feels like he’s not really there and he wishes someone would pinch him. But not really. ‘Cause then he’d have to wake up. And he doesn’t want to.
His favourite room is the game room. Complete with a pool table, PS2, big-ass TV, bar…. Elijah wants to sleep there. Orlando laughs at him when he says so and takes him to a spare bedroom. “Here. You can sleep here.” He tells Elijah. Like Elijah is some little boy. It’s not a put down really. Elijah finds it funny.
The room is twice as big as his was in his parents house and is decorated really nicely. Not that he’s a pansy-ass and cares about that. But the bed is big. Good for all those wild orgies he’ll be having. He pulls Orli to it and they fall onto it sideways followed by Dom and Billy on either side. This is great. He loves his new little family. LA is going to be sweetass.
Author: Christina
Series Rating: PG-13 to NC-17 (this chapter also contains NC-17)
Pairing: Lij/the Band.
Summary: An AU fic. Lij is a fan and Dom, Billy and Orlando are all part of the band. Will Lij be their Yoko Ono?
Disclaimer: Well that just wouldn’t be any fun, would it?
Author’s Notes: Title from Nirvana. For desire_billy because she is a good writer!
Elijah types away furiously at his little keyboard. He is busy writing a fic about his life with the band so far and he has a lot of people to please with his next instalment. He writes about how Dom initiated him and how he’s now getting much closer with Orli. He can use their nicknames by now. He knows them much better.
They are actually in a concert right now. Elijah can hear only faintly the loud bass and percussion beat but Dom’s voice is inaudible over the thousands of screaming fans. And sometimes Elijah is in that crowd screaming right along with them. But tonight he has to get this done. The only other sound in the bus besides his typing is the faucet dripping a little. All the other roadies have fucked off somewhere. Maybe inside for some drinks. Another reason Elijah isn’t at this concert. He’d have to be over 21.
His technical name is ‘roadie’ but he doesn’t do much work. He wasn’t brought along for his heavy lifting ability. And he sorta feels a little ill about that. He was hired to keep Orli ‘occupied’ and here he is falling in love with the guy. He has to soak that in for a second. Is that what his mind just said? He was falling in love with Orlando Bloom?
When he first came along, he was dressed exactly like Orli down to his ‘Orlihawk’. None of the band mates said anything about it though Elijah was sure they were all secretly laughing behind his back. Now Elijah was developing his own style and personality. He bought new non-Orli clothes, and he’s wearing his glasses more frequently. Orlando likes plucking them off his face and onto his own, then stumbling around the bus as he struggles to see. It makes Elijah love him even more. He knows he has to write the ‘falling in love’ part in his story.
There are people who love his story and gave it awesome comments about how hot the boys were and none of them know it’s Mary-Sue. He still feels there should be a male name for Mary-Sue. Billy-Joe-Bob. He snickers to himself. There were a few people though that gave horrible comments. One said that he was copying off of another band!fic out there and another said his story was unbelievable and accused him of just writing this story to appease his own sexual fantasy of being with the band. He could’ve cried except he was laughing too much. The first being so untrue and the second being so very true. He doesn’t give a fuck what they think anyway. He’s writing this for his friends. And Raven is the only one who knows it’s all real.
Raven is now apparently going out with a cross-dresser named Adina. Elijah doesn’t like guys cross-dressing. He likes guys that look like guys. He’s gay for a reason. But Raven sends him a picture of Adina without makeup and he’s actually a hot guy. Looks a little like Michael Rosenbaum.
He types faster knowing the boys will be in soon and he doesn’t want them to catch him writing a fic about them. He doesn’t know what they’d do but it is a kind of infringement on their lives. But it’s supposed to be made up. Right? What could they do? Send him packing…home to Michigan? Sue him for defamation? He doesn’t want to think about it so he always makes sure to keep his story locked away where they will never find it.
Dom would be the first to do so. Find it. The dude is into computers and he likes to go onto the fansites that talk about him. It gives him such an ego trip. Elijah hopes that Dom doesn’t stumble onto the place where he’s writing and see Elwood there in big letters. That’s why Elijah doesn’t keep a favourites list anymore. He thinks he becoming a paranoid little bugger. He just doesn’t want to leave Orli. He tells himself. But there’s something more. Something about being in the bus. Being with the band. He’s every guy and girls envy. And that makes him feel fucking powerful.
***
I didn’t realize I was falling in love with Orli until maybe Huston. Could have even been Tucson. He was just there all the time and I was supposed to be with him but it didn’t click in till then that I was actually in love with the dude. He’s really hot and has this quiet ease about him that fucks me up whenever I look at him. I can’t help it.
Well it was after one really good concert in Arizona that he first said he loved me back. I had been in the crowd that night and not on the bus and there was no back-stage thing that they had to deal with. He pulled me right into the bedroom. Which was weird because it’s usually reserved for Dom and Billy. Anyway he just attacked my mouth and we started pulling off each others clothes. He pushed me to the bed and condoms and lube came out of nowhere. We’d already had sex a few times before that but it was always me fucking Orli. This time, though, I knew he wanted to do me.
I told him to be gentle but by that time he was sucking my cock so hard I think my moans made my words incoherent. Then he went lower, licked my balls for a few minutes and then lower to give me my first rim job. I’d only read about that kind of thing in a couple fics and thought it would be gross. Well from the receiving end it was fan-fucking-tastic. He did things with his tongue that I thought could not be humanly possible. I was seriously writhing around the bed and he stopped. I wanted to yell at him to continue but he handed me a condom and opened the green tube which I guessed by the colour was lime.
I rolled the condom on him and he spread on the lube. Then he went down to loosen me up with the old finger trick. Which actually really works. And he has pretty long fingers. So I started squirming. Wishing he would just fuck me already. I told him as much.
Well when his dick finally entered my ass I was mad at myself for being so impatient. It hurt. Probably ‘cause I wasn’t drunk or stoned this time. It hurt more than Dom and Dom had the biggest cock I’d ever seen. So naturally I tensed up which made it damn near impossible for him to continue. But he started kissing me and then he went for the ears which was fucking brilliant, man. And I soon relaxed and let him get all the way in.
He fucked me really slowly until I got impatient again and wrapped my legs around him and pushed up to him, setting the pace a little faster. Maybe he was getting closer ‘cause he started wanking me right away. With my senses on overload that way, it was only minutes before I creamed all over his hand and my belly, and he came right away too.
As we lay there panting and after he pulled out to roll to his side, he lifted his non-jis covered hand and brought my face to look at him. “I love you, Elijah.” He said sincerely. And it would have been the most amazing moment except for the banging at the door. And the obscene comments from Dom and Billy outside.
***
They’re nearing L.A. now. Elijah can’t wait to see the house. Orlando keeps bragging all about it. Elijah doesn’t find it hard to believe at all that the three guys live in the same place. He knows enough about them to know they couldn’t leave each other alone for long. And if it’s as big as they say, he guesses that he will have his own bedroom. That’s always good if he’s going to be secretive about his story. He could also put up pictures of the guys in his room. Or, maybe not. That would be announcing that he’s insane and stalkerish. He’s already erased most of his In Bloom pictures from his computer. And he uses the normal ‘Windows’ wallpaper. He really doesn’t need it all anyway when he has the real thing.
They have a couple more concerts in California and by the time they pull into the yard three days later, it’s 4 in the morning. Elijah can’t see much but the main building is dark and almost creepy. They get inside, and Elijah has to admit that this is the biggest damn thing he has ever seen out of TV. He watches that MTV show. The one about the stars’ houses. This looks like one of those. Very intimidating.
“Fuck me.” He breathes as the lights go on and he’s standing in the foyer looking into the living room. What is that big giraffe statue doing right there?
“Okay.” Orli pulls him inside farther not even bothering to take off his shoes. He gets the grand tour with Orlando yakking his ear completely off and Dom and Billy trailing along behind. They intervene once in a while but basically let Orli do all the talking. It’s all a bit too much. Actually a lot too much. Elijah feels like he’s not really there and he wishes someone would pinch him. But not really. ‘Cause then he’d have to wake up. And he doesn’t want to.
His favourite room is the game room. Complete with a pool table, PS2, big-ass TV, bar…. Elijah wants to sleep there. Orlando laughs at him when he says so and takes him to a spare bedroom. “Here. You can sleep here.” He tells Elijah. Like Elijah is some little boy. It’s not a put down really. Elijah finds it funny.
The room is twice as big as his was in his parents house and is decorated really nicely. Not that he’s a pansy-ass and cares about that. But the bed is big. Good for all those wild orgies he’ll be having. He pulls Orli to it and they fall onto it sideways followed by Dom and Billy on either side. This is great. He loves his new little family. LA is going to be sweetass.