OB/EW
I found this while I was cleaning out my writing folder. I can't exactly remember when or why I wrote it, but I don't think I ever actually posted it, or if I did, I think it MAY have been in the comment section of Tales' journal.
OB/EW
Rating: R
Summary: Orlando is working Elijah's last nerve.
Author's note: :-D
“Gerofff me, ‘m tired.” Elijah grumbled and hunched his shoulders trying to get away from his boyfriend’s wandering hands.
“Baby, please?” Orlando scooted across the bed, pressing in as close as he could to the warm soft skin of Elijah’s back. He ran his hand down Elijah’s chest and across his stomach to rest at the impossibly sexy swell of belly, marveling at how it could be just slightly pudgy and yet still concave. He petted the softness there, his index finger teasing the rim of Elijah’s belly button while his pinky finger just barely tangled in the course hair that surrounded a sleepy and mostly uninterested cock. His words were wet and thick against Elijah’s neck. “I need sex… and chocolate… in that order, or possibly together.”
“A’said, fuck off!” Elijah lifted his face from the pillow and pushed his ass hard backward into Orlando’s stomach trying to create some space between them. But before he could retreat and scoot farther towards the edge of the bed, he felt strong fingers close around his hips to hold him there.
“Chocolate. Sex.” Orlando took more direct action and sank his tongue wet and warm into Elijah’s ear. He licked around the shell and dipped in over and over until he could feel the man in front of him shuddering. “Chocolate, sex. Baby, please?”
Elijah huffed and kicked the bed, moments away from madness and wanting nothing more than to throw a tantrum like a petulant child. He threw the covers from his frame and stood up slowly, grimacing at the sharply uncomfortable pull in his backside as he bent over to slide on his boxers. “I don’t know what the hell has gotten into you!”
Orlando looked up at Elijah with heated eyes, only the smallest bit shamefaced at his actions, and still as randy as a menstruating librarian watching porn. He licked his lips, “Chocolate? Sex?”
“I’m getting you fucking chocolate! Jesus! But you can forget about fucking me!” Elijah huffed and began picking his way through the mess of clothes, candy wrappers and beer bottles that littered their bedroom floor. “I’m still sore from your desperate need for caramels and sex two hours ago!
Elijah stomped from the room mumbling to himself while his boyfriend giggled girlishly in delight.
One out of two ain’t bad, Orlando settled back into the bed with a grin, ‘course two out of two is even better! With an indulgent grin, he wrapped his still sticky fingers around his cock and stroke lightly while he waited for his sweets.
OB/EW
Rating: R
Summary: Orlando is working Elijah's last nerve.
Author's note: :-D
“Gerofff me, ‘m tired.” Elijah grumbled and hunched his shoulders trying to get away from his boyfriend’s wandering hands.
“Baby, please?” Orlando scooted across the bed, pressing in as close as he could to the warm soft skin of Elijah’s back. He ran his hand down Elijah’s chest and across his stomach to rest at the impossibly sexy swell of belly, marveling at how it could be just slightly pudgy and yet still concave. He petted the softness there, his index finger teasing the rim of Elijah’s belly button while his pinky finger just barely tangled in the course hair that surrounded a sleepy and mostly uninterested cock. His words were wet and thick against Elijah’s neck. “I need sex… and chocolate… in that order, or possibly together.”
“A’said, fuck off!” Elijah lifted his face from the pillow and pushed his ass hard backward into Orlando’s stomach trying to create some space between them. But before he could retreat and scoot farther towards the edge of the bed, he felt strong fingers close around his hips to hold him there.
“Chocolate. Sex.” Orlando took more direct action and sank his tongue wet and warm into Elijah’s ear. He licked around the shell and dipped in over and over until he could feel the man in front of him shuddering. “Chocolate, sex. Baby, please?”
Elijah huffed and kicked the bed, moments away from madness and wanting nothing more than to throw a tantrum like a petulant child. He threw the covers from his frame and stood up slowly, grimacing at the sharply uncomfortable pull in his backside as he bent over to slide on his boxers. “I don’t know what the hell has gotten into you!”
Orlando looked up at Elijah with heated eyes, only the smallest bit shamefaced at his actions, and still as randy as a menstruating librarian watching porn. He licked his lips, “Chocolate? Sex?”
“I’m getting you fucking chocolate! Jesus! But you can forget about fucking me!” Elijah huffed and began picking his way through the mess of clothes, candy wrappers and beer bottles that littered their bedroom floor. “I’m still sore from your desperate need for caramels and sex two hours ago!
Elijah stomped from the room mumbling to himself while his boyfriend giggled girlishly in delight.
One out of two ain’t bad, Orlando settled back into the bed with a grin, ‘course two out of two is even better! With an indulgent grin, he wrapped his still sticky fingers around his cock and stroke lightly while he waited for his sweets.