Cock A Doodle Doo
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Title: Cock A Doodle Doo
Pairing: Elijah/Dom
Rating: R
Disclaimer: no I don't own them, yes it is made up
When Dom wakes, he likes to spend a moment watching Elijah. Elijah sleeps so innocently - his hair seems darker than it does normally, contrasting with the white cotton of the pillow and the ivory colour of his skin. His lips are slightly parted, and he emits soft breathy sighs, not quite snores, but a kind of snuffle. This holiday was a great idea, Dom thinks to himself - if nothing else, then at least Elijah can catch up on his sleep. As Dom sits up and rubs the back of his neck, Elijah stirs and half rolls over, turning towards Dom. Like Dom, he is naked beneath the covers.
Dom pushes the covers off himself, taking care to leave them over Elijah. He slides off the mattress and tiptoes downstairs. He boils the kettle, looking out at the fields. It had been Dom's idea to rent a farmhouse in the countryside for a week or two, and Dom loves waking up to this kind of scenery. Elijah isn't quite as enamoured - Elijah is a city-dweller, he loves skyscrapers and 'malls' and side-streets - but he is enamoured with other things that Dom is willing to provide.
With this thought in his head, Dom pads back upstairs with his coffee. He hasn't bothered making one for Elijah - he'll go back down when his boyfriend wakes.
Dom slips back into bed, remaining sitting up, and rests his coffee cup on the bedside cabinet while he makes himself comfy - propping up his pillows and rearranging himself and Elijah so Elijah's head rests on the pillow right beside Dom's thigh. Satisfied, Dom sips his coffee, and gently runs his fingers through the strands of silky, tousled hair. Elijah sighs softly. Dom lets his fingers move lower, stroking Elijah's cheek where the tiniest hint of stubble adds texture to smooth skin, and then further, so his hand slips beneath the duvet that is pulled up to Elijah's chin. Elijah makes another noise - a contented yawn this time. Dom strokes his nipples - he doesn't want to wake Elijah, but he does want to hear that noise again. And maybe some other noises. He puts his mug back onto the table, and massages Elijah's belly - the flesh is warm and soft and smooth, and if he dips his hand a little bit lower, he can twine his fingers in dark curls. Elijah rolls fully onto his back, spreading his legs naturally in his sleep in such a way that Dom feels himself stiffening down below. He smiles and peels back the duvet, pushing it gently to the bottom of the bed so Elijah is completely unwrapped, still fast asleep.
Dom touched his cock, soft and lifeless. It begins to perk just slightly. Elijah's cock seems to know what Dom's touch means. Dom whispers it gently anyway.
"I love you."
Elijah gives a sleepy half mumble, but his eyes are still closed and his breath is still slow and deep.
Dom continues until Elijah's cock is hard, jutting up proudly. Elijah is beginning to wake, very slowly. His eyelids open a crack and he moans quietly.
"Good morning," he says, thickly, as Dom twists the very end. "Oh, that feels good...."
"Rise and shine," Dom says gently. "Cock a doodle doo.....haha."
Elijah lets out a soft breathy huff of laughter, and shifts his hips slightly. Dom obediently increases the tempo just slightly.
"I love you," Elijah says, as his cock begins to leak a little. "This is so much better than an alarm clock."
Dom smiles at this, and lets Elijah take a lazy grip on his own cock.
They last maybe five minutes. Then, curled up together, warm and sleepy all over again, a rooster crows from the henhouse as the sun's first rays come over the hill.
Title: Cock A Doodle Doo
Pairing: Elijah/Dom
Rating: R
Disclaimer: no I don't own them, yes it is made up
When Dom wakes, he likes to spend a moment watching Elijah. Elijah sleeps so innocently - his hair seems darker than it does normally, contrasting with the white cotton of the pillow and the ivory colour of his skin. His lips are slightly parted, and he emits soft breathy sighs, not quite snores, but a kind of snuffle. This holiday was a great idea, Dom thinks to himself - if nothing else, then at least Elijah can catch up on his sleep. As Dom sits up and rubs the back of his neck, Elijah stirs and half rolls over, turning towards Dom. Like Dom, he is naked beneath the covers.
Dom pushes the covers off himself, taking care to leave them over Elijah. He slides off the mattress and tiptoes downstairs. He boils the kettle, looking out at the fields. It had been Dom's idea to rent a farmhouse in the countryside for a week or two, and Dom loves waking up to this kind of scenery. Elijah isn't quite as enamoured - Elijah is a city-dweller, he loves skyscrapers and 'malls' and side-streets - but he is enamoured with other things that Dom is willing to provide.
With this thought in his head, Dom pads back upstairs with his coffee. He hasn't bothered making one for Elijah - he'll go back down when his boyfriend wakes.
Dom slips back into bed, remaining sitting up, and rests his coffee cup on the bedside cabinet while he makes himself comfy - propping up his pillows and rearranging himself and Elijah so Elijah's head rests on the pillow right beside Dom's thigh. Satisfied, Dom sips his coffee, and gently runs his fingers through the strands of silky, tousled hair. Elijah sighs softly. Dom lets his fingers move lower, stroking Elijah's cheek where the tiniest hint of stubble adds texture to smooth skin, and then further, so his hand slips beneath the duvet that is pulled up to Elijah's chin. Elijah makes another noise - a contented yawn this time. Dom strokes his nipples - he doesn't want to wake Elijah, but he does want to hear that noise again. And maybe some other noises. He puts his mug back onto the table, and massages Elijah's belly - the flesh is warm and soft and smooth, and if he dips his hand a little bit lower, he can twine his fingers in dark curls. Elijah rolls fully onto his back, spreading his legs naturally in his sleep in such a way that Dom feels himself stiffening down below. He smiles and peels back the duvet, pushing it gently to the bottom of the bed so Elijah is completely unwrapped, still fast asleep.
Dom touched his cock, soft and lifeless. It begins to perk just slightly. Elijah's cock seems to know what Dom's touch means. Dom whispers it gently anyway.
"I love you."
Elijah gives a sleepy half mumble, but his eyes are still closed and his breath is still slow and deep.
Dom continues until Elijah's cock is hard, jutting up proudly. Elijah is beginning to wake, very slowly. His eyelids open a crack and he moans quietly.
"Good morning," he says, thickly, as Dom twists the very end. "Oh, that feels good...."
"Rise and shine," Dom says gently. "Cock a doodle doo.....haha."
Elijah lets out a soft breathy huff of laughter, and shifts his hips slightly. Dom obediently increases the tempo just slightly.
"I love you," Elijah says, as his cock begins to leak a little. "This is so much better than an alarm clock."
Dom smiles at this, and lets Elijah take a lazy grip on his own cock.
They last maybe five minutes. Then, curled up together, warm and sleepy all over again, a rooster crows from the henhouse as the sun's first rays come over the hill.