Wake-up Call
Author: app1e_pi.
Pairing: Monaboyd + Elijah.
Rating: NC-oh-so-17.
Disclaimer: Oh-so-false.
Request: Dom and Billy want to broaden Elijah's horizons after they catch him engaging in a little voyeurism!wank... rimming and spanking a must, playful DomandBilly dialogue a bonus. [Request by Jenna]
A/N: I am so sorry I didn't get the spanking in. I tried, but it just wouldn't work here. I hope the requester will forgive me. Other than that, I should probably say that this story is a continuation of Noisy, if you'd like to know about Elijah's adventures in eavesdropping and how he ended up naked and in bed with Dom and Billy.
Wake-up Call
“Y’awake?”
Dom’s voice came from far away, and Elijah wondered if he was supposed to answer, or maybe - he twitched and burrowed deeper into the bed - he could ignore it and it would go away.
“Yeah, little.” Oh, good. Or Billy could answer instead. And Elijah could just doze, here with Billy’s chest hair tickling his nose and the pillow shielding his eyes from what was unlikely to be bright morning sunshine, what with it being Scotland, and December...
“Okay?” Dom again.
“Mm. Yeah, fine.” A hand smoothed over his hair, and Elijah thought it must be Billy’s, since it was attached in his sleep-addled head to Billy’s voice. Elijah wondered if he should be uncomfortable, or maybe embarrassed: naked in bed between naked Billy and naked Dom, Billy’s hand stroking gently over his head, Dom spooned behind him and Billy before. Elijah wasn’t embarrassed. He was horny.
“Y’think he’s awake?” Dom asked, and Elijah twitched again and nuzzled harder against Billy’s chest.
Billy laughed and tugged at Elijah’s hair. “I think he’s getting there,” he said.
A hand - Dom’s, Elijah identified absently - slid over Elijah’s hip, pulling his bottom backward, into the curve of Dom’s pelvis. Dom was hard; his penis fit snugly between Elijah’s thighs.
Elijah made a small sound of protest, but wriggled his bottom and hid a smile against Billy’s pectoral at Dom’s sudden, low laugh. “Brat,” Dom said.
Billy shifted, and Elijah squeaked protest as the other man leaned over him, toward Dom; somewhere over his head he could hear the slow, wet sound of them kissing, Billy and Dom, Elijah crushed and helpless below them. Billy leaned back and Dom sighed, and Billy’s hand skated over Elijah’s neck to his shoulder. “Like being in bed with a puppy,” he laughed quietly, as Elijah nuzzled his chest again, lipping carelessly at skin and soft, wiry hair.
“A horny teenaged puppy,” Dom said, and let go of Elijah’s hip to curl his hand around the erection that lay in close proximity.
“I’m not a teenager,” Elijah said, lifting his head at last, squinting in the dim light of the bedroom. He ground his ass backward into Dom’s pelvis and blinked at Billy, who was grinning.
“Why look, he’s awake, Dom,” Billy chirped brightly, and then reached down to curve his hand around Elijah’s hard-on, fingers laced with Dom’s.
“Nngnk,” Elijah said intelligently as they pulled easily at his cock, and wondered if they’d mind if he came in less than a minute.
“Oh, no you don’t,” Dom said, and both hands left his dick.
“Assholes,” Elijah protested feebly.
“Such language,” Billy tutted. “What would your mother say?”
Elijah made a strangled noise of protest. “Please do not mention my mother when I’m naked in bed with the two most depraved men in the universe.”
They both laughed.
“Good morning,” Billy said after a pause, and he tipped Elijah’s head up and kissed him.
Billy’s lips were soft and sure, and after a moment his tongue slid along Elijah’s lower lip, wet and sweet, breath ghosting warm behind it. Elijah parted his lips, felt Dom shift restlessly behind him and stroke his hip and thigh, pressing closer, erection nudging Elijah’s thighs. Billy’s tongue slipped inward, lazy and relentless, and Elijah opened to him, arching a little to get the angle just right, breathing through his nose and splaying his hand on Billy’s side, feeling the rise and fall of his ribcage as he kissed Elijah dizzy.
“That was pretty,” Dom said when they stopped to breathe; Elijah let his head fall back and slid bonelessly down in bed, ending up prone between them, smiling at the ceiling and the two men looming over him.
“Sweet mouth,” Billy said to Dom, and Elijah blinked up at them. It was the first time he’d looked properly at Dom’s face since he woke up; it was pink and sleep-creased, cheerful and wicked: a werewolf early in the morning, predatory but too sleepy to be truly bad.
“My turn,” Dom said, and rolled onto Elijah, grinning.
He kissed more fiercely, aggressive and a little sloppy, hands holding Elijah’s face in place as he delved into his mouth. His tongue was quick and curious, weight on his elbows as his body pressed Elijah into the mattress.
“Fuck,” he said, breaking the kiss, breathing hard. Elijah was breathless, too, and he realised he had hands, and slid them onto Dom’s bare back, where he encountered Billy’s hand already smoothing down the lean lines of skin. “You ever been fucked?” Dom asked abruptly, staring hungrily at Elijah.
Before Elijah could do more than shake his head, suddenly nervous and also so hard his balls twinged as they tightened, Billy answered for him. “No, of course he hasn’t, you idiot.” Billy smacked the back of Dom’s head. “And you don’t get to fuck him, not yet.” Elijah felt a stab of disappointment, but mostly relief. “Right, Lij?”
“We could try it,” he ventured, but Billy was shaking his head.
“No, no, give him a break, Dominic. He’s never even sucked cock.”
Dom rolled his hips against Elijah’s and Elijah moaned helplessly. “Look at him, Bill, he fucking wants it, c’mon. We’ll go slow, I can go slow -”
“No, you can’t,” Billy said, and Dom looked peevish, but shut up. “I think we’ll do some other things,” Billy said.
“Like what?” Elijah asked, thinking perhaps he should contribute, if they were going to be determining his sexual future in the next few minutes. “I want to -”
“No, no,” Billy said, and despite the fact that it was Dom atop him, mashing him pleasurably into the bed, Elijah was pinned suddenly by Billy’s green gaze, by the sharp desire and certainty in his eyes. “This is my bed, and I’ll say what you want to do.” He stared at Elijah, unblinking.
Elijah flicked his gaze to Dom, face still hovering over him, carefully blank, and then back to Billy. Elijah swallowed. “Okay,” he mumbled.
“Good.”
They shifted, then, sitting up, pushing the covers down to the foot of the bed, moving until they sat in a triangle, facing one another, knees touching. “Dom, get a ring for Lij,” Billy said, looking at Elijah, not Dom.
“Which one?” Dom leaned away, twisting to rummage through the nightstand, and Elijah couldn’t decide whether to look at Billy - he looked entirely edible, hair rumpled, face quiet, cock sticking up between his folded thighs - or at Dom’s muscular back, shoulderblades sliding under the skin as he moved.
“The clear one,” Billy said. “That one should do it.”
Dom sat back up and Elijah looked at the thing in his hand: a ring of clear plastic, or maybe rubber, with small bumps along its circumference. “I want to put it on him,” Dom said, and Elijah saw Billy nod out of the corner of his eye.
“Kiss me,” Dom demanded, crawling over Elijah again so the smaller man had to lean back, and Elijah did, gasping into Dom’s mouth when he felt him roll the tight, rubbery ring over his cock, down to the root. It was tight and confining, but not uncomfortable, and once it was on, Dom grabbed his cock and pulled it slowly, strongly, kissing him fiercely as he stroked.
“That’s enough,” Billy said. Dom sat back, and Elijah could see Billy again, legs parted, knees bent and feet flat on the mattress; one hand stroked his own cock, the other stretched behind him, propping him up. “Come here,” he said, and Elijah crawled forward without hesitation.
“You mind?” Billy said; it wasn’t really a question, and Elijah shook his head and knelt awkwardly.
He’d never sucked a cock before, it was true, and Billy’s was uncircumcised, something Elijah hadn’t seen much of - certainly not this close up. Elijah put his hands on Billy’s thighs and leaned closer to lick curiously. It tasted of skin, salty and musky, and the scent of sex was strong here. “Little more,” Billy murmured, and Elijah opened his mouth and went down, sank onto Billy’s cock carefully. He could get it halfway into his mouth before he felt uncomfortable, and that seemed to be enough for now; Billy sighed and Elijah could hear Dom’s quick breathing from somewhere nearby. Elijah sucked and began moving his head up and down slowly. He felt Billy’s cock harden further, the foreskin slipping back, and Elijah cautiously licked around the ridge of the head, remembering that he always liked that. He was rewarded by another sigh, and Billy pushed his hips up slightly, reminding Elijah to bob his head.
“Oh, Christ,” Elijah heard Dom groan; he opened his eyes and glanced sideways, confronted by an up-close view of Dom’s dick, and Dom’s hand tight around the shaft, stroking himself slowly as he knelt to watch Elijah suck Billy’s cock. “Billy, look at him, just - fuck.”
Elijah lifted off Billy’s cock for a moment and leaned over to lick Dom, who made a low, harsh sound in response. Billy laughed breathlessly. “You need a ring yourself, Dommie? Get down there and make yourself useful.” Elijah felt Billy’s hand in his hair again, still gentle. “You can keep going,” Billy said, and Elijah grinned and went back to work.
He felt Dom shifting around on the bed behind him, then a breath across his buttocks and a warm kiss on one cheek. “What’s he -” Elijah gasped.
“He’s gonna lick your hole,” Billy said, and Elijah heard Dom’s low, wicked chuckle. “Don’t stop sucking,” Billy said, and Elijah drew in a quick breath through his nose and obeyed.
He obeyed even as Dom kissed his murmuring way across his ass, even as Dom’s hands splayed over his cheeks and his thumbs spread them wide. Elijah sucked even as he whimpered when Dom pressed a kiss to a place Elijah had never once thought of kissing or being kissed, and Elijah sucked even as Dom began to lick, warm wet stripes up over his hole, as Elijah knelt between Billy’s spread thighs, as Elijah’s cock bobbed helplessly in the air, as Dom’s tongue circled and teased and pressed inward, as his palm slid down to cup Elijah’s balls. Elijah stopped sucking when Dom’s tongue thrust inward, and Elijah moaned, slack-mouthed and practically drooling around Billy’s cock, as Dom fucked him with his tongue, rolling Elijah’s balls and rubbing carelessly behind them, wet sounds and Christ it was so dirty and the heat was building up, pooling in his balls and if somebody didn’t grab his fucking cock soon Elijah might actually die of it, it hurt he wanted it so bad; all he could do, though, was pant and whimper and fuck, fuck, fuck -
“Billy, he wants to be fucked,” Dom groaned, pulling back; Elijah yelped as a finger slipped unexpectedly into his ass, and Billy moved away from his mouth, pushing him over and down.
“No,” Billy said, “not today, just suck him off, Dom.”
Elijah found himself sprawled on his back on the mattress, legs splayed and Dom crouched on hands and knees between them, leaning over to suck his cock. Billy made his way around them both to kneel behind Dom, and Elijah wondered for a second if Billy was going to lick Dom’s asshole now, but then Dom’s mouth came down over his cock and Elijah stopped thinking for a few minutes.
Until - “Oh my god,” Elijah stuttered, because Dom had pushed his finger into Elijah’s asshole again and he was doing something, what - he was - “Oh my god,” Elijah shrieked again as Dom did something that made him buck and see stars. He felt Dom’s gurgle of laughter and then the inexorable rhythm of his mouth again, sliding up and down as his finger wriggled inside Elijah. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck,” Elijah moaned, shoving up into Dom’s mouth, eyes closed tightly as he tried to shred the sheets.
“Grab his head and fuck his mouth,” Billy said from somewhere far away.
Elijah didn’t need telling twice; he did it, fists clenched in Dom’s tangled hair. He heard - felt - Dom begin moaning and wondered vaguely why; opened his eyes to see Billy kneeling behind Dom, hips pistoning into his ass in a hard, driving rhythm. That would do it, Elijah thought, and kept his eyes open, watching blurrily as he thrust up into Dom’s mouth.
“Dom,” Billy grunted, “soon, fuck, gonna, ah -”
Elijah felt the cock ring tighten as his dick swelled, and he snarled and reached down, fumbling at it; Dom must have felt his fingers, because he inhaled deeply and surged downward until Elijah must have been halfway down his fucking throat, and when Dom came up, it was carefully, teeth sliding delicately along Elijah’s suddenly motionless cock, the ring pulling up and up until Dom lifted his mouth off and spat it out. “Now,” Dom growled, and dove again.
Elijah heard Billy’s harsh, grating groan and the way Dom’s body shuddered, forced forward with the impact of Billy’s thrusts, and he clenched Dom’s hair and dragged his mouth down and arched up and came, sobbing breath and roar of blood in his ears, hips off the mattress, head tipped back as he cried out and thrust pulse after pulse of sharp, spurting pleasure into Dom’s mouth.
He collapsed back onto the bed and felt Dom swallow around his cock, then pull away. Felt the bed jounce and opened his eyes to see Dom kneeling over him, fisting his dick furiously. “Open your mouth,” Dom ordered, and Elijah did; Dom lurched forward and shoved the head of his cock against Elijah’s tongue, fist still slapping rapidly up and down. “Fuck, fuck, yeah, take it, take it, fuck, oh, Billy, fuck, Lij,” Dom chanted; Elijah closed his lips around the head of Dom’s cock. A moment later, accompanied by Dom’s ragged wail, he tried not to panic as thick, warm liquid shot into his mouth, filling it, half-choking him as he swallowed desperately.
Dom pulled back and Billy was there suddenly, mouth covering Elijah’s even as Elijah struggled to sit up.
“Let him,” Dom panted, and Elijah opened his mouth and (oh fuck, they had to be the filthiest men on earth) Billy sucked at his tongue, licked and sucked the taste of Dom right out of Elijah’s mouth, moaning contentedly as if it were the best thing he’d ever tasted.
“Christ,” Elijah panted when Billy finally rolled off to lie beside him, gasping for breath. “You guys are fucking sick.”
Dom was on his other side; Elijah opened his eyes to see him smiling wickedly again. “You liked it,” he said.
“Well.” Elijah closed his eyes again. “Maybe.” They lay still, letting their breath even out, sticky and hot wherever their skin touched, which was everywhere, as far as Elijah was concerned.
He felt Billy turn on his side, felt a small, confident hand slide down to cup Elijah’s sticky, soft cock. “Next time I’m going to let you fuck Dom,” Billy purred into his ear.
“Okay,” Elijah said.
“While I fuck you,” Billy added.
Elijah thought about that, and felt his dick try to twitch back to life. “Okay,” he said after a while, and Dom and Billy both snickered. “After breakfast.”
Pairing: Monaboyd + Elijah.
Rating: NC-oh-so-17.
Disclaimer: Oh-so-false.
Request: Dom and Billy want to broaden Elijah's horizons after they catch him engaging in a little voyeurism!wank... rimming and spanking a must, playful DomandBilly dialogue a bonus. [Request by Jenna]
A/N: I am so sorry I didn't get the spanking in. I tried, but it just wouldn't work here. I hope the requester will forgive me. Other than that, I should probably say that this story is a continuation of Noisy, if you'd like to know about Elijah's adventures in eavesdropping and how he ended up naked and in bed with Dom and Billy.
Wake-up Call
“Y’awake?”
Dom’s voice came from far away, and Elijah wondered if he was supposed to answer, or maybe - he twitched and burrowed deeper into the bed - he could ignore it and it would go away.
“Yeah, little.” Oh, good. Or Billy could answer instead. And Elijah could just doze, here with Billy’s chest hair tickling his nose and the pillow shielding his eyes from what was unlikely to be bright morning sunshine, what with it being Scotland, and December...
“Okay?” Dom again.
“Mm. Yeah, fine.” A hand smoothed over his hair, and Elijah thought it must be Billy’s, since it was attached in his sleep-addled head to Billy’s voice. Elijah wondered if he should be uncomfortable, or maybe embarrassed: naked in bed between naked Billy and naked Dom, Billy’s hand stroking gently over his head, Dom spooned behind him and Billy before. Elijah wasn’t embarrassed. He was horny.
“Y’think he’s awake?” Dom asked, and Elijah twitched again and nuzzled harder against Billy’s chest.
Billy laughed and tugged at Elijah’s hair. “I think he’s getting there,” he said.
A hand - Dom’s, Elijah identified absently - slid over Elijah’s hip, pulling his bottom backward, into the curve of Dom’s pelvis. Dom was hard; his penis fit snugly between Elijah’s thighs.
Elijah made a small sound of protest, but wriggled his bottom and hid a smile against Billy’s pectoral at Dom’s sudden, low laugh. “Brat,” Dom said.
Billy shifted, and Elijah squeaked protest as the other man leaned over him, toward Dom; somewhere over his head he could hear the slow, wet sound of them kissing, Billy and Dom, Elijah crushed and helpless below them. Billy leaned back and Dom sighed, and Billy’s hand skated over Elijah’s neck to his shoulder. “Like being in bed with a puppy,” he laughed quietly, as Elijah nuzzled his chest again, lipping carelessly at skin and soft, wiry hair.
“A horny teenaged puppy,” Dom said, and let go of Elijah’s hip to curl his hand around the erection that lay in close proximity.
“I’m not a teenager,” Elijah said, lifting his head at last, squinting in the dim light of the bedroom. He ground his ass backward into Dom’s pelvis and blinked at Billy, who was grinning.
“Why look, he’s awake, Dom,” Billy chirped brightly, and then reached down to curve his hand around Elijah’s hard-on, fingers laced with Dom’s.
“Nngnk,” Elijah said intelligently as they pulled easily at his cock, and wondered if they’d mind if he came in less than a minute.
“Oh, no you don’t,” Dom said, and both hands left his dick.
“Assholes,” Elijah protested feebly.
“Such language,” Billy tutted. “What would your mother say?”
Elijah made a strangled noise of protest. “Please do not mention my mother when I’m naked in bed with the two most depraved men in the universe.”
They both laughed.
“Good morning,” Billy said after a pause, and he tipped Elijah’s head up and kissed him.
Billy’s lips were soft and sure, and after a moment his tongue slid along Elijah’s lower lip, wet and sweet, breath ghosting warm behind it. Elijah parted his lips, felt Dom shift restlessly behind him and stroke his hip and thigh, pressing closer, erection nudging Elijah’s thighs. Billy’s tongue slipped inward, lazy and relentless, and Elijah opened to him, arching a little to get the angle just right, breathing through his nose and splaying his hand on Billy’s side, feeling the rise and fall of his ribcage as he kissed Elijah dizzy.
“That was pretty,” Dom said when they stopped to breathe; Elijah let his head fall back and slid bonelessly down in bed, ending up prone between them, smiling at the ceiling and the two men looming over him.
“Sweet mouth,” Billy said to Dom, and Elijah blinked up at them. It was the first time he’d looked properly at Dom’s face since he woke up; it was pink and sleep-creased, cheerful and wicked: a werewolf early in the morning, predatory but too sleepy to be truly bad.
“My turn,” Dom said, and rolled onto Elijah, grinning.
He kissed more fiercely, aggressive and a little sloppy, hands holding Elijah’s face in place as he delved into his mouth. His tongue was quick and curious, weight on his elbows as his body pressed Elijah into the mattress.
“Fuck,” he said, breaking the kiss, breathing hard. Elijah was breathless, too, and he realised he had hands, and slid them onto Dom’s bare back, where he encountered Billy’s hand already smoothing down the lean lines of skin. “You ever been fucked?” Dom asked abruptly, staring hungrily at Elijah.
Before Elijah could do more than shake his head, suddenly nervous and also so hard his balls twinged as they tightened, Billy answered for him. “No, of course he hasn’t, you idiot.” Billy smacked the back of Dom’s head. “And you don’t get to fuck him, not yet.” Elijah felt a stab of disappointment, but mostly relief. “Right, Lij?”
“We could try it,” he ventured, but Billy was shaking his head.
“No, no, give him a break, Dominic. He’s never even sucked cock.”
Dom rolled his hips against Elijah’s and Elijah moaned helplessly. “Look at him, Bill, he fucking wants it, c’mon. We’ll go slow, I can go slow -”
“No, you can’t,” Billy said, and Dom looked peevish, but shut up. “I think we’ll do some other things,” Billy said.
“Like what?” Elijah asked, thinking perhaps he should contribute, if they were going to be determining his sexual future in the next few minutes. “I want to -”
“No, no,” Billy said, and despite the fact that it was Dom atop him, mashing him pleasurably into the bed, Elijah was pinned suddenly by Billy’s green gaze, by the sharp desire and certainty in his eyes. “This is my bed, and I’ll say what you want to do.” He stared at Elijah, unblinking.
Elijah flicked his gaze to Dom, face still hovering over him, carefully blank, and then back to Billy. Elijah swallowed. “Okay,” he mumbled.
“Good.”
They shifted, then, sitting up, pushing the covers down to the foot of the bed, moving until they sat in a triangle, facing one another, knees touching. “Dom, get a ring for Lij,” Billy said, looking at Elijah, not Dom.
“Which one?” Dom leaned away, twisting to rummage through the nightstand, and Elijah couldn’t decide whether to look at Billy - he looked entirely edible, hair rumpled, face quiet, cock sticking up between his folded thighs - or at Dom’s muscular back, shoulderblades sliding under the skin as he moved.
“The clear one,” Billy said. “That one should do it.”
Dom sat back up and Elijah looked at the thing in his hand: a ring of clear plastic, or maybe rubber, with small bumps along its circumference. “I want to put it on him,” Dom said, and Elijah saw Billy nod out of the corner of his eye.
“Kiss me,” Dom demanded, crawling over Elijah again so the smaller man had to lean back, and Elijah did, gasping into Dom’s mouth when he felt him roll the tight, rubbery ring over his cock, down to the root. It was tight and confining, but not uncomfortable, and once it was on, Dom grabbed his cock and pulled it slowly, strongly, kissing him fiercely as he stroked.
“That’s enough,” Billy said. Dom sat back, and Elijah could see Billy again, legs parted, knees bent and feet flat on the mattress; one hand stroked his own cock, the other stretched behind him, propping him up. “Come here,” he said, and Elijah crawled forward without hesitation.
“You mind?” Billy said; it wasn’t really a question, and Elijah shook his head and knelt awkwardly.
He’d never sucked a cock before, it was true, and Billy’s was uncircumcised, something Elijah hadn’t seen much of - certainly not this close up. Elijah put his hands on Billy’s thighs and leaned closer to lick curiously. It tasted of skin, salty and musky, and the scent of sex was strong here. “Little more,” Billy murmured, and Elijah opened his mouth and went down, sank onto Billy’s cock carefully. He could get it halfway into his mouth before he felt uncomfortable, and that seemed to be enough for now; Billy sighed and Elijah could hear Dom’s quick breathing from somewhere nearby. Elijah sucked and began moving his head up and down slowly. He felt Billy’s cock harden further, the foreskin slipping back, and Elijah cautiously licked around the ridge of the head, remembering that he always liked that. He was rewarded by another sigh, and Billy pushed his hips up slightly, reminding Elijah to bob his head.
“Oh, Christ,” Elijah heard Dom groan; he opened his eyes and glanced sideways, confronted by an up-close view of Dom’s dick, and Dom’s hand tight around the shaft, stroking himself slowly as he knelt to watch Elijah suck Billy’s cock. “Billy, look at him, just - fuck.”
Elijah lifted off Billy’s cock for a moment and leaned over to lick Dom, who made a low, harsh sound in response. Billy laughed breathlessly. “You need a ring yourself, Dommie? Get down there and make yourself useful.” Elijah felt Billy’s hand in his hair again, still gentle. “You can keep going,” Billy said, and Elijah grinned and went back to work.
He felt Dom shifting around on the bed behind him, then a breath across his buttocks and a warm kiss on one cheek. “What’s he -” Elijah gasped.
“He’s gonna lick your hole,” Billy said, and Elijah heard Dom’s low, wicked chuckle. “Don’t stop sucking,” Billy said, and Elijah drew in a quick breath through his nose and obeyed.
He obeyed even as Dom kissed his murmuring way across his ass, even as Dom’s hands splayed over his cheeks and his thumbs spread them wide. Elijah sucked even as he whimpered when Dom pressed a kiss to a place Elijah had never once thought of kissing or being kissed, and Elijah sucked even as Dom began to lick, warm wet stripes up over his hole, as Elijah knelt between Billy’s spread thighs, as Elijah’s cock bobbed helplessly in the air, as Dom’s tongue circled and teased and pressed inward, as his palm slid down to cup Elijah’s balls. Elijah stopped sucking when Dom’s tongue thrust inward, and Elijah moaned, slack-mouthed and practically drooling around Billy’s cock, as Dom fucked him with his tongue, rolling Elijah’s balls and rubbing carelessly behind them, wet sounds and Christ it was so dirty and the heat was building up, pooling in his balls and if somebody didn’t grab his fucking cock soon Elijah might actually die of it, it hurt he wanted it so bad; all he could do, though, was pant and whimper and fuck, fuck, fuck -
“Billy, he wants to be fucked,” Dom groaned, pulling back; Elijah yelped as a finger slipped unexpectedly into his ass, and Billy moved away from his mouth, pushing him over and down.
“No,” Billy said, “not today, just suck him off, Dom.”
Elijah found himself sprawled on his back on the mattress, legs splayed and Dom crouched on hands and knees between them, leaning over to suck his cock. Billy made his way around them both to kneel behind Dom, and Elijah wondered for a second if Billy was going to lick Dom’s asshole now, but then Dom’s mouth came down over his cock and Elijah stopped thinking for a few minutes.
Until - “Oh my god,” Elijah stuttered, because Dom had pushed his finger into Elijah’s asshole again and he was doing something, what - he was - “Oh my god,” Elijah shrieked again as Dom did something that made him buck and see stars. He felt Dom’s gurgle of laughter and then the inexorable rhythm of his mouth again, sliding up and down as his finger wriggled inside Elijah. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck,” Elijah moaned, shoving up into Dom’s mouth, eyes closed tightly as he tried to shred the sheets.
“Grab his head and fuck his mouth,” Billy said from somewhere far away.
Elijah didn’t need telling twice; he did it, fists clenched in Dom’s tangled hair. He heard - felt - Dom begin moaning and wondered vaguely why; opened his eyes to see Billy kneeling behind Dom, hips pistoning into his ass in a hard, driving rhythm. That would do it, Elijah thought, and kept his eyes open, watching blurrily as he thrust up into Dom’s mouth.
“Dom,” Billy grunted, “soon, fuck, gonna, ah -”
Elijah felt the cock ring tighten as his dick swelled, and he snarled and reached down, fumbling at it; Dom must have felt his fingers, because he inhaled deeply and surged downward until Elijah must have been halfway down his fucking throat, and when Dom came up, it was carefully, teeth sliding delicately along Elijah’s suddenly motionless cock, the ring pulling up and up until Dom lifted his mouth off and spat it out. “Now,” Dom growled, and dove again.
Elijah heard Billy’s harsh, grating groan and the way Dom’s body shuddered, forced forward with the impact of Billy’s thrusts, and he clenched Dom’s hair and dragged his mouth down and arched up and came, sobbing breath and roar of blood in his ears, hips off the mattress, head tipped back as he cried out and thrust pulse after pulse of sharp, spurting pleasure into Dom’s mouth.
He collapsed back onto the bed and felt Dom swallow around his cock, then pull away. Felt the bed jounce and opened his eyes to see Dom kneeling over him, fisting his dick furiously. “Open your mouth,” Dom ordered, and Elijah did; Dom lurched forward and shoved the head of his cock against Elijah’s tongue, fist still slapping rapidly up and down. “Fuck, fuck, yeah, take it, take it, fuck, oh, Billy, fuck, Lij,” Dom chanted; Elijah closed his lips around the head of Dom’s cock. A moment later, accompanied by Dom’s ragged wail, he tried not to panic as thick, warm liquid shot into his mouth, filling it, half-choking him as he swallowed desperately.
Dom pulled back and Billy was there suddenly, mouth covering Elijah’s even as Elijah struggled to sit up.
“Let him,” Dom panted, and Elijah opened his mouth and (oh fuck, they had to be the filthiest men on earth) Billy sucked at his tongue, licked and sucked the taste of Dom right out of Elijah’s mouth, moaning contentedly as if it were the best thing he’d ever tasted.
“Christ,” Elijah panted when Billy finally rolled off to lie beside him, gasping for breath. “You guys are fucking sick.”
Dom was on his other side; Elijah opened his eyes to see him smiling wickedly again. “You liked it,” he said.
“Well.” Elijah closed his eyes again. “Maybe.” They lay still, letting their breath even out, sticky and hot wherever their skin touched, which was everywhere, as far as Elijah was concerned.
He felt Billy turn on his side, felt a small, confident hand slide down to cup Elijah’s sticky, soft cock. “Next time I’m going to let you fuck Dom,” Billy purred into his ear.
“Okay,” Elijah said.
“While I fuck you,” Billy added.
Elijah thought about that, and felt his dick try to twitch back to life. “Okay,” he said after a while, and Dom and Billy both snickered. “After breakfast.”