Improving Perfection - Chapter 17
Title: Improving Perfection (Bittersweet 3)
Author: moffel83
Pairing: Domlijah of course
Rating: NC 17 (for the complete series)
Summary: Dom, Elijah and Luke are a happy family. Can they improve that perfection? And will trying to improve it maybe put what they have in danger?
Disclaimer: As far as I know this is not true! It's all just in my head;) This story is an Mpreg and Mpreg doesn't exist in real life.
Author's Note:Thanks to my lovely beta spikessweetgirl
Chapter: 17/22
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”Paint it?”
”Oh please…don’t be a spoilsport,” Dom whined, looking at Elijah pleadingly.
“Why?”
”Because it’s going to be fun.”
Elijah just raised an eyebrow, showing Dom that he clearly doubted the truth of that statement. After a few seconds Dom blushed slightly and admitted the real reason.
”And I’ve got an unhealthy fixation with that belly. Happy now?”
Elijah giggled at the sight of Dom blushing because he had just admitted that he was obsessed with Elijah’s belly. As if Elijah hadn’t already noticed that in recent months.
”You just love me because of that belly, don’t you? Oh dear, what will I ever do when the baby is born and there is no more belly for you to obsess over,” he sighed dramatically, his eyes gleaming with cheek and joy.
“By that time I am ready to let go of one obsession and move on to the next. How about a nice baby obsession? Would that do?” Dom asked, grinning slightly, moving his hand up said belly and gently resting it there.
”I think that could work…it actually sounds like a nice plan,” Elijah chuckled.
“So can I?”
“You really want to do it, don’t you?”
”Please? I promise it’s going to be fun and it’s just a little art project. It’s not like I am going to tattoo it and it’ll stay like that for the rest of your life.”
“Still…it’s weird.”
“What is weird about wanting to paint your belly?” Dom asked. “Bodypainting is fun and I am sure it’ll make for some nice pictures when we’re done.”
“Yeah, but…I am just going to lie there and do nothing and…it’s weird,” Elijah just repeated.
“If you don’t want to, it’s okay. I just thought I’d ask you because it sounded like a fun idea.”
“I’ll think about it, okay?” Elijah promised, leaning in for a quick kiss before he got up from the bed and moved his body including bloated belly to the bathroom for yet another pee. “God, is this ever going to stop?” He complained from inside the bathroom and Dom couldn’t help but chuckle.
”By the time the baby is here you should be done.”
“Great…as if an aching back and being bloated like a whale wasn’t enough already.”
“Hey, you’re not bloated like a whale...,” Dom said gently as Elijah made his way back and slipped under the covers again, moving to his earlier spot, cuddling against Dom once more and Dom’s hand immediately returned to Elijah’s belly. “Just like a really, really, really huge fish,” Dom replied seriously, which earned him a playful slap from Elijah.
“Or like one of my snakes when I have just fed them a mouse,” he went on, earning himself another glare from Elijah.
Dom raised his hands in surrender and leaned back in to cup the face of his beloved, gently whispering into his ears. “And you know how much I love my snakes…so that’s a big compliment, baby!”
Elijah relaxed into Dom, letting his voice work its wonders on his body and soon after he was moaning deeply as Dom was knelt between his legs and sucked him off.
“That was weird…I couldn’t even see you,” Dom said when he moved back up to his earlier place once Elijah was thoroughly spent and empty and pointed to his belly. “It was all I could see…not an millimetre of your face anywhere…that was weird…and sexy…,” Dom mused, still looking at Elijah’s belly in wonder.
”Dude, your obsession is really about to turn into something slightly scary right now,” Elijah laughed before he slightly pulled back and moved his hand to Dom’s erect cock, expertly stroking it and squeezing every once in a while, effectively shutting Dom off and stopping him from making any comment in return.
All Dom was able to emit were sounds of pleasure and deep moans as he came and spurt his seed all over Elijah’s hand, whispering his name over and over again like a chant.
***
”Papa, can I paint on you, too?” Luke asked over breakfast the next morning and Elijah’s eyes widened before something clicked in his mind and he threw a glare in Dom’s direction who was smugly smiling at him.
”Who said something about painting on me?” Elijah asked, already having a good idea who had told his son and having an even better idea why that someone had told Luke.
“Daddy said he will paint on you and I want to paint on you, too. Can I, Papa?” Luke looked up at his father from deep blue eyes and had put on his best puppy dog look. Damn, Elijah thought, can all kids do that? How do they always know when to use what look?
Elijah looked from Luke who was looking hopeful and excited to Dom who was still grinning smugly and was carefully trying to hide it by taking a sip of his tea and shrugging at Elijah.
Elijah knew that Dom had told Luke to play dirty, because he knew damn well that Luke would be all for the idea, not able to wait for the day to come. If he was allowed to, he would paint on his own clothes or walls, not even speaking of all the pieces of paper and all the books he had already used to draw on. Luke had clearly inherited Dom’s artistic talents and just loved drawing and painting and if he had his way he would do it day in and out, morning to evening. And Dom also knew that Elijah could never refuse Luke anything. With that look, standing in front of him like that, how could anyone say no? Dom knew that Elijah had no chance but to agree and that he would get his way in the end by acquiring Luke’s help.
Elijah sighed deeply, giving in to his fate, gently ruffling Luke’s hair. “Of course you can, honey.”
Dom’s smug look changed to one of triumph and he smiled when he saw Luke turn around and run into his arms, telling him that Papa had allowed him to paint on him as well, as if Dom hadn’t heard himself just a few seconds before.
Dom took the small boy in his lap and hugged him close. “How about we go and buy some new paint later?”
”Can we buy red? I want to paint Papa with red,” Luke enthusiastically proposed and Dom nodded before turning his eyes and face towards Luke’s plate.
“But only once you’ve finished your breakfast, sweetie. Important things first.”
“Okay, Daddy,” his son agreed and then left his lap and returned to his own place at the table, knowing that there was no way to get to buying paint other than just doing what his parents suggested.
After breakfast Luke bounced off towards his room, picking up his shoes, telling his parents that it was now time to go shopping for paint.
Elijah and Dom just looked after him before looking at each other.
”That was mean,” Elijah hissed. “You knew I wouldn’t be able to say no now.”
”Which is exactly why I told Luke,” Dom replied, smiling gently before he got up from his place and walked over to Elijah’s, standing behind his chair and gently starting to massage his shoulders. “It’s going to be fun, baby. You’re going to love it, I promise.”
Elijah sighed into the touch of Dom’s long fingers and just nodded. “Hmmm, I better.”
Dom continued massaging Elijah’s shoulders until Luke ran back into the kitchen, wearing two different shoes, proudly telling his parents that he was ready to go.
Dom turned around and noticed the two shoes and laughed. “But not like that, Mr. Not that quick. We’re going to wear the same shoes on both feet, you know?”
Luke looked from his Daddy to his Papa and when he saw that Elijah’s expression only supported Dom’s, he whined. “But I can’t find them and I wanna go.”
“Then we’ll look for them first. No leaving this house until you wear the same shoes on each foot, honey.”
“Daddy, please!” Luke tried once more, but Dom already came over and took his hand and led him back towards his room. “I am going to help you look. They can’t be gone too far anyway.”
When Dom and Luke had left the kitchen, Elijah started to clear the table and put away everything, not surprised when just a few minutes later his men were back and this time Luke was wearing the same shoes.
“You found them?” Elijah asked, grinning at both Dom and Luke.
”Of course we did. With Daddy’s super ‘look-for-everything-and-find-it’-power there was no way we couldn’t,” Dom chuckled.
”Right,” Elijah just snorted before walking over to them and saying goodbye to them. He kissed Dom first before kissing Luke goodbye and just before Dom and Luke left the house, he whispered into Dom’s ear, only for Dom to hear. “And I am going to make you pay for this.”
When Dom looked at him with a raised eyebrow, Elijah just smiled sweetly and waved them off as they made their way to the car.
***
“Okay, you just lie down and let us do the work,” Dom instructed as he helped Elijah lie back on the towels that he had spread on the living-room floor earlier in case some paint would miss its target and would land anywhere that was not his body.
“That’s exactly what has me scared,” Elijah chuckled, looking over at Luke who was already eagerly eyeing the different colours of paint that he and Dom had bought earlier that day.
While Dom and Luke had been out shopping for paint, Elijah had thought about the idea a bit more and in the end had decided that he would just go with it and that maybe Dom was right and it could indeed be a lot of fun. Who knew? And if not, it was only an hour of his life. Not that much he lost by giving in and doing something both Dom and Luke really wanted to do. And in any case it would make them happy which in return made him happy as well so he had made his peace with the dirty ways Dom had used to get his way and was secretly looking forward to the experience.
Of course Elijah had people put make-up on him before. It was part of the job, so he knew what it was like when other people touched him and used colours and whatever, but he had never before been painted on by Dom or by Luke for that matter and he was quite looking forward to have the two people he loved most in this world do this with him and to him. Elijah had a feeling that it could indeed be a lot of fun.
Once Elijah lay comfortably, Dom put the colours next to his body and urged Luke over to come closer. They were sitting on either side of Elijah’s body, his belly protruding, waiting to be painted on.
“So, how do you want to start, Michelangelo?” Dom asked, holding out the different colours to Luke so he could choose one.
Not surprisingly, he chose red while he looked at Dom seriously. “I am Luke, Daddy, not Mich…lo…”
Both Dom and Elijah had to laugh at that.
Soon after both Dom and Luke were deeply immersed in covering Elijah’s belly in all kinds of different colours and patterns, having serious conversations about which step to take next once one step was done with, while Elijah just leaned back and relaxed, enjoying the feeling of them both working on his belly and feeling the baby’s reactions to the hands on his belly. Every once in a while the baby kicked in a place where just a second ago a hand had been and Luke had been absolutely amazed by the fact that one could see the baby’s feet so clearly and he had started a game of ‘dropping paint on the place the foot is’, trying to see where the baby’s foot was kicking and then immediately leaving some paint there which made for an even more interesting pattern of colours.
After about an hour, Dom claimed that they were ready and that the masterpiece was finished. Elijah, who by now had closed his eyes and had just tried to feel what Dom and Luke were doing, who had tried to enjoy the tactile aspect of it all, looked up at Dom and was surprised when he looked into a completely happy face. Dom looked content with the result and quite proud of himself.
“You’re done?”
”Yep, the artists have finished and now the canvas can take a look in the mirror,” Dom winked before helping Elijah up and following him to their bedroom and the full-body mirror that was in there.
When Elijah arrived in front of the mirror he could just gasp. It took him a full minute to take in the display of colours and patterns and to just let it sink in. “Wow…that’s amazing!”
”You like it?”
”Yeah, it’s…great! It’s awesome, really!” Elijah exclaimed, carefully touching the paint that was quickly drying and looking at it in awe. “I didn’t expect it to look like this at all, but…wow!”
Dom slowly walked up until he was next to Elijah and then took his hand, Luke standing at his side looking on quite proud of his work.
”You like it, Papa?”
Elijah looked down at his son and nodded. “I love it! You did a great job there with Daddy!”
Luke smiled as did Dom and Elijah and when they moved back down into the living-room, ready to clean up and put away all the mess they had created, Luke surprised them both when he didn’t allow them to.
”You have to paint on me, too, Daddy!” He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, already lying down on the towels Elijah had just lain on and pulling up his shirt like he had seen Elijah do. “And you, too, Papa!”
Elijah looked over at Dom and saw his surprised expression and he playfully slapped him on the arm. “No getting out of that now, Daddy!”
Dom grinned and knelt down at Luke’s side, tickling his son’s belly, making him squeal in delight. When Luke had calmed down again, Dom picked up the colours once more, urging Elijah to kneel down on Luke’s other side and together they started painting Luke’s little belly, him enjoying to be the canvas for his fathers’ art.
”That feels funny,” Luke said when Dom first touched his belly with the cold paint. “It tickles,” he added shortly after when he felt Elijah’s finger on his belly as well.
“Do you want us to stop?” Elijah asked, already knowing the answer to that.
”No!” Luke exclaimed, looking mortified by the mere idea and urging them to continue.
Painting Luke’s belly was done a lot faster than painting Elijah’s and after about fifteen minutes the boy was allowed to get up again and take a look at himself in the mirror.
When he stood there, taking in his painted belly, he grinned from ear to ear. “Cool!”
Dom wasn’t surprised when Luke asked him if they could do this again soon once they were done taking pictures of both him and Elijah and had finally cleaned up their mess.
“You better go and ask Papa, honey,” Dom replied and was honestly surprised when Elijah immediately said that they still had some paint left and that it would be a shame to not use it again. This, more than anything was a sign to Dom that Elijah had really liked the experience and that it had been the right thing to use Luke to get him to agree to do this.
Dom had loved painting on Elijah’s belly, feeling the baby’s movements beneath his hands, feeling the soft skin of his beloved and being able to express his love in an artistic way. It had been just like he had imagined it would be and he would forever cherish this day because it had been a good day and it had made him completely happy.