Sharpe/Elijah - 22 - Stay with me?
As the car entered New Orleans city limits, Richard Sharpe was a mixture of emotions. Their trip had been relaxing, connecting, and even heart wrenching at times. Even with all the roller coaster ups and downs, he hated to see it come to an end. His right hand twitched, gently squeezing his lover's hand. Soft jazz played in the background as the city lights swept passed the moving vehicle, through truthfully he was certain that Elijah would move to change the station yet again at any given moment. The best part of the whole trip, the thing that made it so hard to leave Panama City was simply having his love near by. Cheesy, he knew but true. Waking as the sunset with the tickle of Elijah's hair on his chest made his life of endless night all the brighter. They were comfortable together, more than he could have ever anticipated.
Humming along for a minute, Elijah reached and hit the scan button on the stereo, changing it until something lively played. He smiled and shifted, moving just a little closer to Richard. "This has been fun."
"I think it was just what the doctor ordered," Richard smiled down at his little imp before placing a quick kiss on his pale brow.
Elijah laughed softly and leaned his head on Richard. "We can do it again?"
"Anytime you wish to," he inhaled his lover's scent. He knew a turn lurked up ahead. A turn that could either lead him to another day cuddled up with Elijah or alone in his cold bed. He sighed, "wish it wasn't over."
"Mmhmm," Elijah said. "Me too."
"If you want..." he hesitated briefly. "We could extend this a little bit..."
"Huh?"
"Stay with me?" Richard's voice was hopeful but he quickly added a "tonight."
"Tonight? Sure," Elijah said, leaning to change the channel again.
Richard couldn't stop the smile that broke out across his face as he took that dreaded turn. Pulling at their joined hand, he placed a kiss on Elijah's smooth skin. "I won't be keeping you from anything... will I?"
"Nah, I'll call Brian to make sure the club is okay," Elijah replied. "This'll be fun."
"I'm glad you think so, I enjoy having you in my bed."
"Just your bed?" Elijah asked with a grin.
"I enjoy having you in my life, Elijah. In all capacities."
"Yeah, me too," Elijah said. "It feels.. natural."
Glancing from the road, Richard smiled at the other vamp. It was natural, the only thing that could really describe the ease of their relationship. His smile turned smirkish as he pulled into his parking space and quipped, "even when you hog my covers."
"You're bigger!" Elijah said. "You roll on your side and they pull off of me!" He laughed, flashing his teeth at Richard.
"I don't have an inkling of what you are suggesting," he replied loftily as he opened the car door.
"Oh my god," Elijah said, scrambling out of the car. "You do so! You hold the sheet and then roll!" Elijah laughed.
"I'll never confess to that."
"You don't have to," Elijah harrumphed. "Guilty, guilty." He wrapped his arms around Richard. "Guilty."
"And what should my penance be?" Sharpe questioned the playful vamp as he unlocked his front door.
"You must.. do my bidding for the night," Elijah said, nodding in agreement with himself.
"Oh must I now?" wrapping an arm around Elijah, he pulled the smaller vampire into his home.
"Yes," Elijah said, pressed against Richard. "And first I want... um.. a foot rub." He snickered.
"Ha!" throwing his head back, Richard laughed. "You are funny, my love." Gripping Elijah's slim hip he patted the other vamp's rump, trying to signal for the smaller man to hop up. If he was going to pamper his little imp, surely he should be expected to carry the little snot.
Obliging Richard, Elijah looked down from his arms. "I could get used to this." He kissed Richard's cheek. "I.. could .. I like this... you."
"You are quite sweet when pampered," Richard teased, his voice as light as his heart was in that moment. Crossing the living room with his cargo, Sharpe made his way towards the bedroom.
"And you are quite gallant when pampering!" Elijah snuggled against Richard's shoulder.
When his knees bumped into the bedspread Richard gently laid his lover onto the comforter, his own body hovering over Elijah's.
"Hi," Elijah said, reaching to pet Richard's hair.
"Ello, love," it was so right, Elijah in his bed. Richard's heart could burst from satisfaction.
Wrapping his legs around Richard, Elijah smiled.