orlijah short fic
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layne67Title : 101 Ways to Make Love
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : EW/OB
Disclaimer : Total Fiction
Summary : The morning after. Elijah was feeling a little bit…sore.
A big thank you *kiss kiss* to my wonderful beta, the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lij_girl, you’re simply the best. A big thank you too to the talented aranel80 for the song lyrics. That one is for you.
AU. Elijah and Orlando were in a relationship. They had been together for two years. Elijah worked in a bookstore. Orli worked in his father’s company. He’s rich. Not stinking rich, but fairly well-off nevertheless. And they were very much in love *sigh*
This story started with this drabble here and was continued bysuzy_74 here. This one began exactly where Suzy’s ended.
Crystal blues gazed into liquid browns. They smiled at each other. Sleepy smiles that spoke of a deep and abiding love. Lazy gazes that gradually ignited into something else. They kissed again, this time with a passion that sizzled, arms and legs entangling, their erections grinding hot against each other.
“What time is it?” gasped Elijah as their lips came apart with a wet, sucking sound.
“Seven,” Orli answered breathlessly, glancing at their bedside clock. “Plenty of time”.
“You’ll be late”. Laughing, Elijah spread his thighs, wrapping his legs tight around Orli’s taut, golden waist.
“Don’t care,” Orli mumbled, nuzzling into the soft, creamy, white skin just below Elijah’s right ear, sucking, biting, marking.
“You’re insatiable. Four times last night and now you’re ready to go again”.
“Three days baby. I won’t be seeing you for three fucking days”. Orli’s cock, rock-hard and already slick with pre-come, became impossibly harder when Elijah slipped his hand between their bodies, stroking him and guiding him to his hole. With a grunt, Orli slowly penetrated Elijah. He was barely half-way in when he suddenly felt Elijah flinch and cry out in pain.
“What? Lij? What’s wrong?”
“Out. Now.” Elijah was pushing at him, and Orli withdrew with a plop, his engorged cock red and pulsating.
“Oh Lij, you’re hurt,” Orli was dismayed.
“It’s okay. I’m alright. Just give me a minute.” Elijah didn’t sound alright though and he was biting his lower lip, which usually meant that something was wrong.
“Bend over. Let me see.”
“No, really.”
“Elijah….” Orli said in a voice that brooked no argument.
With a sigh Elijah went on his hands and knees, feeling absurdly shy. Which was totally stupid considering that Orli certainly had done more than look at his asshole.
Orli hunkered down behind Elijah, his cock still achingly hard, and carefully spread Elijah’s cheeks, peering at the hole. He ran his eyes appreciatively over the pale, fully-rounded, perfect buttocks and his arousal twitched and leaked even more. God, he’s so beautiful, Orli thought, mentally forcing himself to the business at hand.
“It does look slightly red …. but there’s no tear or bleeding that I can see.” He lifted his hand to his mouth and licked his thumb, then gently felt around Elijah’s opening. “Does it hurt?”
“No, not much.”
Orli began to rub against Elijah’s opening, going around and over it, massaging it.
“Mmmmm, feels good. Don’t stop.”
Orli continued with his gentle rubbing, using both thumbs now. They were both breathing fast and Elijah moaned, pain quite forgotten, when he felt Orli’s tongue on his anus. Licking and lapping, Orli gripped Elijah’s shaft and began to stroke him. Orli loved doing this to Elijah. His other hand went down to his own cock, stroking himself and Elijah simultaneously, in rhythm with his tongue fucking Elijah’s hole, in and out, sucking and kissing the pinkish pucker. Elijah was writhing in front of him, whimpering, moaning, opening for him and clenching back down and pushing up into Orli’s face. With an extra deep thrust of Orli’s tongue, they both came exploding together, screaming out each other’s names. Orli with both hands smeared with white, hot fluid that dripped on sheets already hard with dried semen, crawled up to Elijah. Still panting, Elijah took Orli’s hand one at a time and he licked and sucked each finger clean, tasting them both. His breathing slowing down, Orli cradled Elijah’s face in his hands, and they kissed, losing themselves in each other…..
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“You are going to see the doctor today, aren’t you?” Orli was up and about, freshly-showered and looking slick and handsome in a dark blue Armani suit.
“Come with me.” Elijah didn’t like whining, he really didn’t.
“I would if I could, you know that but I simply can’t get out of this stupid meeting.”
Elijah reached up and straightened Orli’s tie. He was wearing the dark blue one again, the one that Elijah bought for him two years ago. “Why can’t I wait until you get back?”
“Because by that time you’ll simply say you’re no longer sore and refuse to go at all.” Orli was feeling more than a little bit exasperated now, and guilty too, to be honest.
“That’s the whole point,” Elijah muttered under his breath.
“I heard that. And I’ll simply refuse to fuck you unless the doctor says it’s okay.” Orli took a deep breath. “You’re going. Today. End of discussion.”
“Okay, okay I’ll fucking go. Yes! Today. And you better get going now or you’ll miss your flight.” Elijah pushed Orli towards the door, giving him a quick kiss and a hug. “I’ll miss you.”
“Miss you already.”
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Elijah started to fidget. There was quite a crowd waiting to see the doctor today and he had been there for nearly one hour. With no sign of being called. He began to dig for his cloves when he remembered that it’s a No Smoking area. He bit his nails instead, flicking through some sports magazines that someone had left on the seat beside him.
His cell phone rang.
Orli.
“You’ve seen her?” Orli sounded anxious.
“Him. I’m seeing Dr Lee. He’s much gentler. Stewart’s rough for all that she’s a woman. And I’m still in the waiting-room sitting on my poor sore ass waiting for my turn.”
“I don’t like him. He has this way of looking at you sometimes.”
“For fuck’s sake Orli, the guy’s married. And he’s a doctor. And why are we having this conversation in the first place anyway?”
“Sorry baby. I’ll call you tonight.”
Elijah switched off his cell phone, knowing fully well that Orli would be calling again very soon and he just didn’t feel like talking at the moment. He dreaded seeing the doctor. And he hated having his asshole poked and prodded by anyone other than Orli. He gingerly shifted his bottom and sighed resignedly, going back to the magazines.
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“So how did it go?”
“He used the proctoscope.”
“Ouch.”
“Yes. Ouch. He found some tears inside, quite superficial, not bleeding, not infected. He prescribed antibiotics, painkillers, some cream. You can help apply that when you get back. And,” Elijah hesitated, “he said absolutely no penetration for at least 2 weeks.”
“Not a problem. There’re 101 ways of making love without me being inside you.”
“And I’ve got an appointment to see him again in 2 weeks time. And I’m supposed to bring my no-good partner with me. He wants to do a rectal on you too.”
“What!!! No way.” Orli was horrified.
“Gotcha.” Elijah chuckled. “Anyway, Lee got quite apoplectic when he heard that we didn’t use condoms. Or lube. And that the only blood test we had was years ago. Oh boy, you’re in for a Serious Talk, lover-boy.”
“Didn’t you tell him that we’re boringly monogamous? Or that we were both trembling virgins when we had our first sex? And that I leak like a sieve?”
Elijah snorted. “I don’t recall you trembling. And you did have a girlfriend before you met me.”
Orli sighed. “Oh okay, we’ll do the blood test then.” And lube,he thought to himself. Tubes and tubes of them.
Silence. Broken only by the music playing at low volume on the radio in Orli’s hotel room. Elijah could hear it distinctly.
My beautiful…..Tiptoe to your room, A starlight in the gloom, I only dream of you, And you never knew.
Elijah smiled. He recognized the song.
Sing for Absolution.
Muse was their favourite group.
“What are you wearing?” Orli asked softly.
“Nothing.” Elijah couldn’t stop smiling. “You?”
Orli swallowed. “Your blue shirt. Smells of you.”
“I am tightly hugging your pillow. Smells of you.”
Elijah yawned, his eyelids were getting heavier by the minute. They hardly had any sleep the night before.
“Lij?” Orli sounded sleepy too.
“Yeah.”
“Don’t hang up. I want to listen to you breathing.”
“Kay.”
101 ways to make love, Elijah thought sleepily, burying his face into Orli’s pillow, inhaling Orli's familiar scent. This just had to be one of them, falling asleep together hundreds of miles apart, breathing into each other’s ears through the phone lines. It simply couldn’t get any better than that…..
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : EW/OB
Disclaimer : Total Fiction
Summary : The morning after. Elijah was feeling a little bit…sore.
A big thank you *kiss kiss* to my wonderful beta, the lovely
lij_girl, you’re simply the best. A big thank you too to the talented aranel80 for the song lyrics. That one is for you.AU. Elijah and Orlando were in a relationship. They had been together for two years. Elijah worked in a bookstore. Orli worked in his father’s company. He’s rich. Not stinking rich, but fairly well-off nevertheless. And they were very much in love *sigh*
This story started with this drabble here and was continued by
suzy_74 here. This one began exactly where Suzy’s ended. Crystal blues gazed into liquid browns. They smiled at each other. Sleepy smiles that spoke of a deep and abiding love. Lazy gazes that gradually ignited into something else. They kissed again, this time with a passion that sizzled, arms and legs entangling, their erections grinding hot against each other.
“What time is it?” gasped Elijah as their lips came apart with a wet, sucking sound.
“Seven,” Orli answered breathlessly, glancing at their bedside clock. “Plenty of time”.
“You’ll be late”. Laughing, Elijah spread his thighs, wrapping his legs tight around Orli’s taut, golden waist.
“Don’t care,” Orli mumbled, nuzzling into the soft, creamy, white skin just below Elijah’s right ear, sucking, biting, marking.
“You’re insatiable. Four times last night and now you’re ready to go again”.
“Three days baby. I won’t be seeing you for three fucking days”. Orli’s cock, rock-hard and already slick with pre-come, became impossibly harder when Elijah slipped his hand between their bodies, stroking him and guiding him to his hole. With a grunt, Orli slowly penetrated Elijah. He was barely half-way in when he suddenly felt Elijah flinch and cry out in pain.
“What? Lij? What’s wrong?”
“Out. Now.” Elijah was pushing at him, and Orli withdrew with a plop, his engorged cock red and pulsating.
“Oh Lij, you’re hurt,” Orli was dismayed.
“It’s okay. I’m alright. Just give me a minute.” Elijah didn’t sound alright though and he was biting his lower lip, which usually meant that something was wrong.
“Bend over. Let me see.”
“No, really.”
“Elijah….” Orli said in a voice that brooked no argument.
With a sigh Elijah went on his hands and knees, feeling absurdly shy. Which was totally stupid considering that Orli certainly had done more than look at his asshole.
Orli hunkered down behind Elijah, his cock still achingly hard, and carefully spread Elijah’s cheeks, peering at the hole. He ran his eyes appreciatively over the pale, fully-rounded, perfect buttocks and his arousal twitched and leaked even more. God, he’s so beautiful, Orli thought, mentally forcing himself to the business at hand.
“It does look slightly red …. but there’s no tear or bleeding that I can see.” He lifted his hand to his mouth and licked his thumb, then gently felt around Elijah’s opening. “Does it hurt?”
“No, not much.”
Orli began to rub against Elijah’s opening, going around and over it, massaging it.
“Mmmmm, feels good. Don’t stop.”
Orli continued with his gentle rubbing, using both thumbs now. They were both breathing fast and Elijah moaned, pain quite forgotten, when he felt Orli’s tongue on his anus. Licking and lapping, Orli gripped Elijah’s shaft and began to stroke him. Orli loved doing this to Elijah. His other hand went down to his own cock, stroking himself and Elijah simultaneously, in rhythm with his tongue fucking Elijah’s hole, in and out, sucking and kissing the pinkish pucker. Elijah was writhing in front of him, whimpering, moaning, opening for him and clenching back down and pushing up into Orli’s face. With an extra deep thrust of Orli’s tongue, they both came exploding together, screaming out each other’s names. Orli with both hands smeared with white, hot fluid that dripped on sheets already hard with dried semen, crawled up to Elijah. Still panting, Elijah took Orli’s hand one at a time and he licked and sucked each finger clean, tasting them both. His breathing slowing down, Orli cradled Elijah’s face in his hands, and they kissed, losing themselves in each other…..
:::::::
“You are going to see the doctor today, aren’t you?” Orli was up and about, freshly-showered and looking slick and handsome in a dark blue Armani suit.
“Come with me.” Elijah didn’t like whining, he really didn’t.
“I would if I could, you know that but I simply can’t get out of this stupid meeting.”
Elijah reached up and straightened Orli’s tie. He was wearing the dark blue one again, the one that Elijah bought for him two years ago. “Why can’t I wait until you get back?”
“Because by that time you’ll simply say you’re no longer sore and refuse to go at all.” Orli was feeling more than a little bit exasperated now, and guilty too, to be honest.
“That’s the whole point,” Elijah muttered under his breath.
“I heard that. And I’ll simply refuse to fuck you unless the doctor says it’s okay.” Orli took a deep breath. “You’re going. Today. End of discussion.”
“Okay, okay I’ll fucking go. Yes! Today. And you better get going now or you’ll miss your flight.” Elijah pushed Orli towards the door, giving him a quick kiss and a hug. “I’ll miss you.”
“Miss you already.”
::::::::
Elijah started to fidget. There was quite a crowd waiting to see the doctor today and he had been there for nearly one hour. With no sign of being called. He began to dig for his cloves when he remembered that it’s a No Smoking area. He bit his nails instead, flicking through some sports magazines that someone had left on the seat beside him.
His cell phone rang.
Orli.
“You’ve seen her?” Orli sounded anxious.
“Him. I’m seeing Dr Lee. He’s much gentler. Stewart’s rough for all that she’s a woman. And I’m still in the waiting-room sitting on my poor sore ass waiting for my turn.”
“I don’t like him. He has this way of looking at you sometimes.”
“For fuck’s sake Orli, the guy’s married. And he’s a doctor. And why are we having this conversation in the first place anyway?”
“Sorry baby. I’ll call you tonight.”
Elijah switched off his cell phone, knowing fully well that Orli would be calling again very soon and he just didn’t feel like talking at the moment. He dreaded seeing the doctor. And he hated having his asshole poked and prodded by anyone other than Orli. He gingerly shifted his bottom and sighed resignedly, going back to the magazines.
::::::::::
“So how did it go?”
“He used the proctoscope.”
“Ouch.”
“Yes. Ouch. He found some tears inside, quite superficial, not bleeding, not infected. He prescribed antibiotics, painkillers, some cream. You can help apply that when you get back. And,” Elijah hesitated, “he said absolutely no penetration for at least 2 weeks.”
“Not a problem. There’re 101 ways of making love without me being inside you.”
“And I’ve got an appointment to see him again in 2 weeks time. And I’m supposed to bring my no-good partner with me. He wants to do a rectal on you too.”
“What!!! No way.” Orli was horrified.
“Gotcha.” Elijah chuckled. “Anyway, Lee got quite apoplectic when he heard that we didn’t use condoms. Or lube. And that the only blood test we had was years ago. Oh boy, you’re in for a Serious Talk, lover-boy.”
“Didn’t you tell him that we’re boringly monogamous? Or that we were both trembling virgins when we had our first sex? And that I leak like a sieve?”
Elijah snorted. “I don’t recall you trembling. And you did have a girlfriend before you met me.”
Orli sighed. “Oh okay, we’ll do the blood test then.” And lube,he thought to himself. Tubes and tubes of them.
Silence. Broken only by the music playing at low volume on the radio in Orli’s hotel room. Elijah could hear it distinctly.
My beautiful…..Tiptoe to your room, A starlight in the gloom, I only dream of you, And you never knew.
Elijah smiled. He recognized the song.
Sing for Absolution.
Muse was their favourite group.
“What are you wearing?” Orli asked softly.
“Nothing.” Elijah couldn’t stop smiling. “You?”
Orli swallowed. “Your blue shirt. Smells of you.”
“I am tightly hugging your pillow. Smells of you.”
Elijah yawned, his eyelids were getting heavier by the minute. They hardly had any sleep the night before.
“Lij?” Orli sounded sleepy too.
“Yeah.”
“Don’t hang up. I want to listen to you breathing.”
“Kay.”
101 ways to make love, Elijah thought sleepily, burying his face into Orli’s pillow, inhaling Orli's familiar scent. This just had to be one of them, falling asleep together hundreds of miles apart, breathing into each other’s ears through the phone lines. It simply couldn’t get any better than that…..
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Date: 2005-05-08 10:36 pm (UTC)mmmmmmmm..yummy!