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Story title: Love in a dress.
Fandom: LOTR RPS
Rating: PG
Pairing: Dominic/Elijah
Summary: Elijah pretends to be a woman for a party Dominic's father will be attending.
Note: Alt. Universe. It's a different time, I just don't know which.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked nervously, standing in front of the full length mirror. Strong arms circled his waist from behind and warm, slightly moist lips lightly kissed his white neck. "Would I lie?" he whispered tantalizingly into his ear, his breath making the hairs on the nape of his neck stand. Elijah chuckled out a "Yes, you would!" Dominic, dressed in a black neat tux and shoes so shiny you could see your reflection in them, smiled lightly and backed away from the younger man. "There is only one thing left," he pointed out and gently picked up a darkbrown wig. The hair on it was long and curly, it could make anyone look like a real beautiful lady. Elijah turned away from the mirror and Dominic carefully placed the wig over his natural hair. When there transformation was finished Dominic stepped back and eyed the masterpiece. In front of him stood a beautiful young woman with an ample bussom, seductive eyes and a mouche right above the full, painted lips. She wore a dress, a beautiful big dress with several peticoats and the most exotic embroidery. Dominic smiled widely. "Do you not think your father will see that I am not a woman?" Elijah spoke softly, trying to keep a lady-like tone. "My father is a fool, he will never suspect a thing," Dominic assured him and gently touched his white cheek. Elijah looked into Dominic's eyes, the man he loved and the man who knew Elijah despised lying. He was doing this for them, it would be fine. "Oh, you should not speak of your father in such manner, dear Dominic." Dominic laughed. "I speak only the truth," he argued and then, with a playfull look in his eyes, he laid his hands on his lover's fake breasts. "I should let you stay like this and wed you. Oh what a wife you would make!" he grinned and gave them a squeeze. Elijah played his part and with a feminine laughter he swatted away Dominic's hands. "Why Mr. Monaghan, that is not a way to treat a lady." He half-hid his face behind a fan, just as exotic and beautiful as the dress. "Do forgive me, Miss Wood. Your beauty is just so-," he paused, playing along. "I can not control myself. Forgive me?" Elijah smiled lightly and held out his hand, palm down and limp. Dominic knew the gesture and immidately lifted it to his lips, kissing it lightly. "I forgive you, Mister Monaghan, but only because-" Elijah stopped, not sure how to finish his sentence when Dominic gave him that look. He did the most amazing things to his heart, with his entire body. He could not continue the act and threw the fan on the floor before pushing Dominic hard onto the bed and climbing on top. "I love you, Dominic," he breathed and kissed the surprised, but pleased man underneath him. There was a party tonight and Dominic's father was coming all the way from Manchester to meet his son and his new fianceé. When the letter arrived they thought the end had come, but that same night there was a castrato concert in the opera house. Dominic had returned home to his lover to present his idea- they would turn Elijah into a woman. And they did. It was done. And Dominic was certain his father would love his soon-to-be wife. If it worked tonight, if it was convincing enough, Dominic would ask Elijah to marry him. Nobody in town knew Elijah, he had stayed inside the entire time, afraid that they would be found out. With this disguise they could be free, free to be together forever. "I love you too, Mrs. Monaghan," Dominic replied.
Fandom: LOTR RPS
Rating: PG
Pairing: Dominic/Elijah
Summary: Elijah pretends to be a woman for a party Dominic's father will be attending.
Note: Alt. Universe. It's a different time, I just don't know which.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked nervously, standing in front of the full length mirror. Strong arms circled his waist from behind and warm, slightly moist lips lightly kissed his white neck. "Would I lie?" he whispered tantalizingly into his ear, his breath making the hairs on the nape of his neck stand. Elijah chuckled out a "Yes, you would!" Dominic, dressed in a black neat tux and shoes so shiny you could see your reflection in them, smiled lightly and backed away from the younger man. "There is only one thing left," he pointed out and gently picked up a darkbrown wig. The hair on it was long and curly, it could make anyone look like a real beautiful lady. Elijah turned away from the mirror and Dominic carefully placed the wig over his natural hair. When there transformation was finished Dominic stepped back and eyed the masterpiece. In front of him stood a beautiful young woman with an ample bussom, seductive eyes and a mouche right above the full, painted lips. She wore a dress, a beautiful big dress with several peticoats and the most exotic embroidery. Dominic smiled widely. "Do you not think your father will see that I am not a woman?" Elijah spoke softly, trying to keep a lady-like tone. "My father is a fool, he will never suspect a thing," Dominic assured him and gently touched his white cheek. Elijah looked into Dominic's eyes, the man he loved and the man who knew Elijah despised lying. He was doing this for them, it would be fine. "Oh, you should not speak of your father in such manner, dear Dominic." Dominic laughed. "I speak only the truth," he argued and then, with a playfull look in his eyes, he laid his hands on his lover's fake breasts. "I should let you stay like this and wed you. Oh what a wife you would make!" he grinned and gave them a squeeze. Elijah played his part and with a feminine laughter he swatted away Dominic's hands. "Why Mr. Monaghan, that is not a way to treat a lady." He half-hid his face behind a fan, just as exotic and beautiful as the dress. "Do forgive me, Miss Wood. Your beauty is just so-," he paused, playing along. "I can not control myself. Forgive me?" Elijah smiled lightly and held out his hand, palm down and limp. Dominic knew the gesture and immidately lifted it to his lips, kissing it lightly. "I forgive you, Mister Monaghan, but only because-" Elijah stopped, not sure how to finish his sentence when Dominic gave him that look. He did the most amazing things to his heart, with his entire body. He could not continue the act and threw the fan on the floor before pushing Dominic hard onto the bed and climbing on top. "I love you, Dominic," he breathed and kissed the surprised, but pleased man underneath him. There was a party tonight and Dominic's father was coming all the way from Manchester to meet his son and his new fianceé. When the letter arrived they thought the end had come, but that same night there was a castrato concert in the opera house. Dominic had returned home to his lover to present his idea- they would turn Elijah into a woman. And they did. It was done. And Dominic was certain his father would love his soon-to-be wife. If it worked tonight, if it was convincing enough, Dominic would ask Elijah to marry him. Nobody in town knew Elijah, he had stayed inside the entire time, afraid that they would be found out. With this disguise they could be free, free to be together forever. "I love you too, Mrs. Monaghan," Dominic replied.