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Ink_Gypsy. Finished off an old one just for you. Enjoy!
He reached out and gently caressed Elijah's face. "How could this have happened?" he asked, his voice soft and filled with wonder.
"How could WHAT have happened?" Elijah replied, raising each foot to toe his way out of his sneakers then turning to Sean with a sigh. "My god, I'm glad to be home!"
"How could it happen...," Sean continued, "that someone as exquisite as you fell in love with me, and even more amazingly.. STAYED in love with me even with all the crap I put you through."
"What crap? I know of no crap."
"Oh, you do too know."
"I do not know. Explain yourself, Astin. I consider anywhere we're together to be a crap-free zone." He winked at Sean and nestled against his side. "OK. Enough whinging. We've got a whole night together. What's on the agenda?"
"Making love?" Sean asked cutely, nuzzling Elijah's cheek.
"Well, that goes without saying. But how long could that take? I mean we've got it down to an art by now don't we?"
"Does it go too fast?" Sean asked in obvious alarm.
Elijah leaned against Sean's body, shaking with laughter. "What is WRONG with you?" he asked finally, poking Sean's ribs. "Do you not know when you're being teased?"
"Do YOU not know?" Sean responded with a grin and a quick reciprocal poke to Elijah's ribs. "Besides, I always give you plenty of foreplay, Monkey-Boy."
"Mmmmm," Elijah moaned softly in reply. "You do, indeed. And I love every minute of it. You've spoiled me for anyone else."
"Anyone ELSE?" Sean said, eyebrows lifting. "You comparing me with someone else? You HAVE someone else??"
Elijah snorted a laugh. "Yeah. Right. There're dozens of men jockeying for position outside my door every night. I keep a whip and a chair in the closet."
Sean cradled him close. "I'd have to go out there and fight them all," Sean said. He released Elijah and began to furiuously shadow-box, obviously taking on numerous foes while Elijah laughed even harder, enjoying the show.
"One by one down they'd go!" Sean said, turning to wink at Elijah. "For I am a bold and righteous hero when defending what's mine!"
"You're my Lionheart," Elijah told him, reaching to stroke his cheek. "My protector now and always."
"You still see me that way?" Sean asked, feeling suddenly awestruck. His eyes fixed on Elijah and he bent to kiss him. "And yet again…," he murmured against Elijah's lips "… how could this have happened?"
"It's called love, Lionheart," Elijah whispered, returning Sean's kiss. "Love made us happen on day one." He kissed Sean again. "And love will keep us happening for the rest of our lives. Love."
"Elijah…," Sean whispered. "God, Elijah. I love you so much."
"So no more talk of giving me crap," Elijah told him, both arms winding around Sean's neck. "And a little bit more of that foreplay you were bragging about."
And Sean responded in satisfactory and utterly delicious manner… without saying even one word.
He reached out and gently caressed Elijah's face. "How could this have happened?" he asked, his voice soft and filled with wonder.
"How could WHAT have happened?" Elijah replied, raising each foot to toe his way out of his sneakers then turning to Sean with a sigh. "My god, I'm glad to be home!"
"How could it happen...," Sean continued, "that someone as exquisite as you fell in love with me, and even more amazingly.. STAYED in love with me even with all the crap I put you through."
"What crap? I know of no crap."
"Oh, you do too know."
"I do not know. Explain yourself, Astin. I consider anywhere we're together to be a crap-free zone." He winked at Sean and nestled against his side. "OK. Enough whinging. We've got a whole night together. What's on the agenda?"
"Making love?" Sean asked cutely, nuzzling Elijah's cheek.
"Well, that goes without saying. But how long could that take? I mean we've got it down to an art by now don't we?"
"Does it go too fast?" Sean asked in obvious alarm.
Elijah leaned against Sean's body, shaking with laughter. "What is WRONG with you?" he asked finally, poking Sean's ribs. "Do you not know when you're being teased?"
"Do YOU not know?" Sean responded with a grin and a quick reciprocal poke to Elijah's ribs. "Besides, I always give you plenty of foreplay, Monkey-Boy."
"Mmmmm," Elijah moaned softly in reply. "You do, indeed. And I love every minute of it. You've spoiled me for anyone else."
"Anyone ELSE?" Sean said, eyebrows lifting. "You comparing me with someone else? You HAVE someone else??"
Elijah snorted a laugh. "Yeah. Right. There're dozens of men jockeying for position outside my door every night. I keep a whip and a chair in the closet."
Sean cradled him close. "I'd have to go out there and fight them all," Sean said. He released Elijah and began to furiuously shadow-box, obviously taking on numerous foes while Elijah laughed even harder, enjoying the show.
"One by one down they'd go!" Sean said, turning to wink at Elijah. "For I am a bold and righteous hero when defending what's mine!"
"You're my Lionheart," Elijah told him, reaching to stroke his cheek. "My protector now and always."
"You still see me that way?" Sean asked, feeling suddenly awestruck. His eyes fixed on Elijah and he bent to kiss him. "And yet again…," he murmured against Elijah's lips "… how could this have happened?"
"It's called love, Lionheart," Elijah whispered, returning Sean's kiss. "Love made us happen on day one." He kissed Sean again. "And love will keep us happening for the rest of our lives. Love."
"Elijah…," Sean whispered. "God, Elijah. I love you so much."
"So no more talk of giving me crap," Elijah told him, both arms winding around Sean's neck. "And a little bit more of that foreplay you were bragging about."
And Sean responded in satisfactory and utterly delicious manner… without saying even one word.