Bloomwood now...:D
Title: Resist This!
Author: Christina
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Basically PWP. Orlando is hot and Elijah knows it. How’s that for plot.
Disclaimer: Hmmm…nope not mine. They are actually Charity’s:D
Author’s note: For Charity…who is my muse and sits on my right shoulder *evil grin*
There was that moment of clarity before the actual act that Elijah thought of what he was really doing. But by that time the heat was so intense that neither of them would have been able to stop if they wanted to. Well, not without a lot of effort and Elijah thought that they could do without so much effort. Considering they put in their 120 fucking percent every day. No. It wouldn’t hurt to just go with it this time.
It had been a long day that had turned into a long night and by the time Orlando and Elijah had stumbled into the house they had just been ready to drop. Elijah went to his bed and Orli had crashed on the sofa. And that’s where they would have stayed if both their bladders hadn’t secretly conspired against them.
They’d both headed to the bathroom at the same time and made a show of ’no you go first’ before Orlando just rolled his eyes and went in. By the time the other guy had finished, Elijah had to piss so bad that he was through the door before Orlando was even out of the way. He didn’t really fucking care at this point in time. And as he was enjoying his leak, Orlando asked if he had any smokes left. Of course he did and he wanted one too. So Orli tiredly agreed to get one for both of them.
And that saw them sitting on the couch together smoking. Well Elijah didn’t want to smoke in his bedroom alone when he could be smoking in the living room with an obvious god. Elijah could admit to himself that Orlando was more than hot. Everyone around him--man and woman alike--wanted to jump his bones and Elijah thought himself very lucky to have such good self control. Especially with the shirtless wonder sitting over there, just in arms reach. Though apparently arms reach wasn’t enough for Orlando and Elijah couldn’t really believe that the other guy was running his hand over his thigh until that slim hand ran over the semi hard-on in Lij’s boxers.
Elijah looked up into Orlando’s dark eyes and was rewarded with a comment about his own. Something about how much Orlando loved that look he got when he was turned on. Like now. Orli was saying other things but Elijah didn’t really pay attention to them, distracted much by the warm hand that had now freed his dick from the front of his boxers. Lij shivered in pleasure with every stroke and began to groan Orlando’s name, or versions of it. Orlando. Orli. God. Yes they were all nice names for the man who gave him so much pleasure. But it wasn’t enough. Sure he wanted to come with Orli’s hand around his cock. Who wouldn’t? But what he really wanted was to have Orlando fuck him…hard. He wanted to be claimed by him; have Orlando as his own for at least this one night.
So that was how he ended up on his back, legs up in the air. That thought flashed through his brain. What am I doing? What am I fucking doing? What was he doing? He was getting fucked by the hottest guy on earth that’s what the hell he was doing. And as Orli pushed himself inside and Elijah was filled and pleasured and thoroughly fucked, he knew that there had never been any reason to resist.
Author: Christina
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Basically PWP. Orlando is hot and Elijah knows it. How’s that for plot.
Disclaimer: Hmmm…nope not mine. They are actually Charity’s:D
Author’s note: For Charity…who is my muse and sits on my right shoulder *evil grin*
There was that moment of clarity before the actual act that Elijah thought of what he was really doing. But by that time the heat was so intense that neither of them would have been able to stop if they wanted to. Well, not without a lot of effort and Elijah thought that they could do without so much effort. Considering they put in their 120 fucking percent every day. No. It wouldn’t hurt to just go with it this time.
It had been a long day that had turned into a long night and by the time Orlando and Elijah had stumbled into the house they had just been ready to drop. Elijah went to his bed and Orli had crashed on the sofa. And that’s where they would have stayed if both their bladders hadn’t secretly conspired against them.
They’d both headed to the bathroom at the same time and made a show of ’no you go first’ before Orlando just rolled his eyes and went in. By the time the other guy had finished, Elijah had to piss so bad that he was through the door before Orlando was even out of the way. He didn’t really fucking care at this point in time. And as he was enjoying his leak, Orlando asked if he had any smokes left. Of course he did and he wanted one too. So Orli tiredly agreed to get one for both of them.
And that saw them sitting on the couch together smoking. Well Elijah didn’t want to smoke in his bedroom alone when he could be smoking in the living room with an obvious god. Elijah could admit to himself that Orlando was more than hot. Everyone around him--man and woman alike--wanted to jump his bones and Elijah thought himself very lucky to have such good self control. Especially with the shirtless wonder sitting over there, just in arms reach. Though apparently arms reach wasn’t enough for Orlando and Elijah couldn’t really believe that the other guy was running his hand over his thigh until that slim hand ran over the semi hard-on in Lij’s boxers.
Elijah looked up into Orlando’s dark eyes and was rewarded with a comment about his own. Something about how much Orlando loved that look he got when he was turned on. Like now. Orli was saying other things but Elijah didn’t really pay attention to them, distracted much by the warm hand that had now freed his dick from the front of his boxers. Lij shivered in pleasure with every stroke and began to groan Orlando’s name, or versions of it. Orlando. Orli. God. Yes they were all nice names for the man who gave him so much pleasure. But it wasn’t enough. Sure he wanted to come with Orli’s hand around his cock. Who wouldn’t? But what he really wanted was to have Orlando fuck him…hard. He wanted to be claimed by him; have Orlando as his own for at least this one night.
So that was how he ended up on his back, legs up in the air. That thought flashed through his brain. What am I doing? What am I fucking doing? What was he doing? He was getting fucked by the hottest guy on earth that’s what the hell he was doing. And as Orli pushed himself inside and Elijah was filled and pleasured and thoroughly fucked, he knew that there had never been any reason to resist.