Orlijah snippet
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layne67A Very Happy Birthday to a wonderful friend, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
theartoffic. Here's a little something for you, dear one.
Title : Touch
Pairing : Orlijah, LOTR RPS AU
Rating : Adult
Disclaimer : Total fiction, written for fun and because it'stheartoffic's birthday.
A few days after this.
It's almost midnight, they have just came back from dinner at some Italian place. The air is warm, they are lying naked on their bed and Orlando is practically tingling with want.
"Does it still hurt?" Orli touches Elijah's opening tentatively.
"Not too much now, hey, ouch!"
"Sorry," Orli winces. "Come, let me put the cream for you."
He takes the small pink-cloured jar from Elijah, twists open the lid and sniffs at the content.
"Smells awful," he grimaces a little. "Scoot down now."
Elijah immediately does that, turning to his side a little bit more and bends his thigh upwards towards his chest to give Orli better access. He buries his face into his pillow and bites his lower lip when he feels Orli's finger, slicked with the cream, rubbing around and just inside his hole. Orli is extremely gentle but despite himself, Elijah flinches.
"Okay, that's enough," Elijah says a little breathlessly.
"You sure?" Orli asks. He is feeling slightly breathless himself. He hasn't seen Elijah for days and Orli really, really misses him, a lot. And he really, really wants to fuck Elijah. A lot. But doctor's orders are doctors orders. And it was really his fault that Elijah is hurt.
Orli puts the lid to the jar back on, places it on the bedside table and fumbles for another jar inside the drawer.
His hole is perfectly fine.
~fin
ETA Thank you,lisabellex ♥
theartoffic. Here's a little something for you, dear one.Title : Touch
Pairing : Orlijah, LOTR RPS AU
Rating : Adult
Disclaimer : Total fiction, written for fun and because it's
theartoffic's birthday.A few days after this.
It's almost midnight, they have just came back from dinner at some Italian place. The air is warm, they are lying naked on their bed and Orlando is practically tingling with want.
"Does it still hurt?" Orli touches Elijah's opening tentatively.
"Not too much now, hey, ouch!"
"Sorry," Orli winces. "Come, let me put the cream for you."
He takes the small pink-cloured jar from Elijah, twists open the lid and sniffs at the content.
"Smells awful," he grimaces a little. "Scoot down now."
Elijah immediately does that, turning to his side a little bit more and bends his thigh upwards towards his chest to give Orli better access. He buries his face into his pillow and bites his lower lip when he feels Orli's finger, slicked with the cream, rubbing around and just inside his hole. Orli is extremely gentle but despite himself, Elijah flinches.
"Okay, that's enough," Elijah says a little breathlessly.
"You sure?" Orli asks. He is feeling slightly breathless himself. He hasn't seen Elijah for days and Orli really, really misses him, a lot. And he really, really wants to fuck Elijah. A lot. But doctor's orders are doctors orders. And it was really his fault that Elijah is hurt.
Orli puts the lid to the jar back on, places it on the bedside table and fumbles for another jar inside the drawer.
His hole is perfectly fine.
~fin
ETA Thank you,
lisabellex ♥
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Date: 2007-07-17 05:57 am (UTC):D