Ficlet: Wank (OB/EW)
Title: Wank
Pairing: There's more than one?
Authors: deleerium (Orlando) and talesinbloom (Elijah)
Rating: NC-17
Notes: If you are dreaming, isn't it a good one? ;)
Disclaimer: Here
Elijah stands with his legs apart. One hand braces against the splintered wall, the other works furiously between his legs.
Orlando scoots back a little further from his position on the ground, looking up between Elijah's legs, one hand lightly rubbing at Elijah's balls and back into his crease. Murmurs, "Slower, I want to see when you come."
Elijah's face screws up in desperation, his breathing increases as his hand slows. But it costs him. "God, that hurts. Hurts good, man."
"You close?" Orlando prods a finger at Elijah's hole. Pushes in slick and gentle to the first knuckle. "Tell me when you're close." Scoots up, licks lips.
Panic makes the whimpers falling from Elijah's mouth high and reedy. Elijah squats down, the tendons in his legs stretched thin and burning, trying to screw himself on the not-near-thick-enough intrusion. "So ... so fuckin' ... close. Oh God, I'm fuckin' close Orli."
"Then do it, c'mon." Pushes not one, but two fingers in hard. Twisting, rubbing, thumb pressing hard just behind his balls. "Come on me." Another push-pull of fingers -- deeper. As deep as they'll go. "So I can make you lick it off."
"Ahh, fucker. You fucker. Gonna. Right. Now." Hips thrusting sharply forward, clenching tight and fucking down, he slides his fist back and guides the first pale stripe to fall across Orlando's open mouth.
Moaning under his breath, Orlando watches Elijah's body convulse. Catches the first hot line on his tongue. Murmurs that's it, yeah in blurry, soothing tones as he licks delicately at the drips trailing over his lips, one hand wrapping around his own cock, hard and rigid between his thighs.
Legs trembling, gut curling with each pulse of his cock beneath his fingers, Elijah watches through slitted eyes. His come, Orlando's tongue, his hand moving between his legs. Elijah leans forward, "Yeah. Like that. Hard and fast." Hoarsely. Licks delicately around Orlando's mouth.
Panting, moans quietly at the lick of Elijah's tongue, free hand coming up to pull him closer -- fingers clutched around his shoulder. His hand moves faster, bluring along with the slap-slap-slap of wet cock slip-sliding through slick fingers. "Ohgod, ohgod ..." Tongue chasing Elijah's. "Lick it off, lick it off me ... fuck ..."
"Yeah ... yeah." Murmurs against Orlando's skin. Kneels, straddling him. Cradles his head and laps at mouth, cheeks, chin. "Tastes good on you."
"Nnngh ..." Orlando rubs his face against Elijah's tongue, shuddering, hand moving impossibly faster on his cock, squeezes hard and his body jerks against the ground. The first line of come spatters the inside of Elijah's thigh.
"Yeah, that's it." Soft and soothing, seeking and finding open wet mouth. Shuddering through aftershocks and the warm wet feel. Elijah sinks back on Orlando's thighs, wanting the rest of Orlando's come against his cock and abdomen.
"Ohfuckohfuck ..." Orlando shakes and jerks against Elijah, come disappearing pale against pale skin. And collapses against the wall with a groan. Looks up at Elijah and chuckles. "Fuck. Next time I want to stand over you."
"Deal." Elijah settles back. Entirely satisfied.
Pairing: There's more than one?
Authors: deleerium (Orlando) and talesinbloom (Elijah)
Rating: NC-17
Notes: If you are dreaming, isn't it a good one? ;)
Disclaimer: Here
Elijah stands with his legs apart. One hand braces against the splintered wall, the other works furiously between his legs.
Orlando scoots back a little further from his position on the ground, looking up between Elijah's legs, one hand lightly rubbing at Elijah's balls and back into his crease. Murmurs, "Slower, I want to see when you come."
Elijah's face screws up in desperation, his breathing increases as his hand slows. But it costs him. "God, that hurts. Hurts good, man."
"You close?" Orlando prods a finger at Elijah's hole. Pushes in slick and gentle to the first knuckle. "Tell me when you're close." Scoots up, licks lips.
Panic makes the whimpers falling from Elijah's mouth high and reedy. Elijah squats down, the tendons in his legs stretched thin and burning, trying to screw himself on the not-near-thick-enough intrusion. "So ... so fuckin' ... close. Oh God, I'm fuckin' close Orli."
"Then do it, c'mon." Pushes not one, but two fingers in hard. Twisting, rubbing, thumb pressing hard just behind his balls. "Come on me." Another push-pull of fingers -- deeper. As deep as they'll go. "So I can make you lick it off."
"Ahh, fucker. You fucker. Gonna. Right. Now." Hips thrusting sharply forward, clenching tight and fucking down, he slides his fist back and guides the first pale stripe to fall across Orlando's open mouth.
Moaning under his breath, Orlando watches Elijah's body convulse. Catches the first hot line on his tongue. Murmurs that's it, yeah in blurry, soothing tones as he licks delicately at the drips trailing over his lips, one hand wrapping around his own cock, hard and rigid between his thighs.
Legs trembling, gut curling with each pulse of his cock beneath his fingers, Elijah watches through slitted eyes. His come, Orlando's tongue, his hand moving between his legs. Elijah leans forward, "Yeah. Like that. Hard and fast." Hoarsely. Licks delicately around Orlando's mouth.
Panting, moans quietly at the lick of Elijah's tongue, free hand coming up to pull him closer -- fingers clutched around his shoulder. His hand moves faster, bluring along with the slap-slap-slap of wet cock slip-sliding through slick fingers. "Ohgod, ohgod ..." Tongue chasing Elijah's. "Lick it off, lick it off me ... fuck ..."
"Yeah ... yeah." Murmurs against Orlando's skin. Kneels, straddling him. Cradles his head and laps at mouth, cheeks, chin. "Tastes good on you."
"Nnngh ..." Orlando rubs his face against Elijah's tongue, shuddering, hand moving impossibly faster on his cock, squeezes hard and his body jerks against the ground. The first line of come spatters the inside of Elijah's thigh.
"Yeah, that's it." Soft and soothing, seeking and finding open wet mouth. Shuddering through aftershocks and the warm wet feel. Elijah sinks back on Orlando's thighs, wanting the rest of Orlando's come against his cock and abdomen.
"Ohfuckohfuck ..." Orlando shakes and jerks against Elijah, come disappearing pale against pale skin. And collapses against the wall with a groan. Looks up at Elijah and chuckles. "Fuck. Next time I want to stand over you."
"Deal." Elijah settles back. Entirely satisfied.