Drag Queen Bar (implied Domlijah) PG-13 MMOM 11-13
Title: Drag Queen Bar
Author: moit
Pairing: implied Domlijah
Fandom: LotRiPS
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Comedy
Warnings: cross-dressing, wanking
Summary: Billy drags Elijah to a drag bar, where Dom is performing.
Word Count: 235
Challenge: mmom #13
“You have got to be fucking-” Elijah caught sighed of the stage and his jaw dropped. “-kidding me.”
On stage, Dom pranced around in a flurry of glitter and feathers and six-inch heels, mouthing to words to RuPaul’s “Champion.” He’d even shaved his legs, and they looked good.
“Told you,” Billy grinned smugly.
“Wow. I . . . don’t even have words. How long has he been doing drag?”
Billy shrugged. “About a year.”
“And he never told me?”
“You never asked.”
Elijah made a face.
The song on the PA ended. The crowd went wild. Dom curtsied, his lipstick smile wide.
Elijah and Billy met Dom outside the dressing room. He looked like himself again, except for the make-up he was still wearing.
“Great show, Dommeh,” Billy said, clapping him on the back.
“Thanks mate,” Dom beamed. He turned to Elijah. “How about you, Lij? Did you enjoy my performance?”
“It was . . . interesting.” Elijah blushed and grinned. “You make a hot woman, Dom.”
“If you want . . .” Dom moved closer. “I can give you a private show later.”
Elijah blushed some more and pushed Dom away.
Later that night, Elijah had the wank of his life. Hours of sitting next to Dom-still wearing his make-up-had made Elijah’s cock desperate for attention. Of course, when Dom asked if he was wank-worthy, Elijah blushed and said no.
Author: moit
Pairing: implied Domlijah
Fandom: LotRiPS
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Comedy
Warnings: cross-dressing, wanking
Summary: Billy drags Elijah to a drag bar, where Dom is performing.
Word Count: 235
Challenge: mmom #13
“You have got to be fucking-” Elijah caught sighed of the stage and his jaw dropped. “-kidding me.”
On stage, Dom pranced around in a flurry of glitter and feathers and six-inch heels, mouthing to words to RuPaul’s “Champion.” He’d even shaved his legs, and they looked good.
“Told you,” Billy grinned smugly.
“Wow. I . . . don’t even have words. How long has he been doing drag?”
Billy shrugged. “About a year.”
“And he never told me?”
“You never asked.”
Elijah made a face.
The song on the PA ended. The crowd went wild. Dom curtsied, his lipstick smile wide.
Elijah and Billy met Dom outside the dressing room. He looked like himself again, except for the make-up he was still wearing.
“Great show, Dommeh,” Billy said, clapping him on the back.
“Thanks mate,” Dom beamed. He turned to Elijah. “How about you, Lij? Did you enjoy my performance?”
“It was . . . interesting.” Elijah blushed and grinned. “You make a hot woman, Dom.”
“If you want . . .” Dom moved closer. “I can give you a private show later.”
Elijah blushed some more and pushed Dom away.
Later that night, Elijah had the wank of his life. Hours of sitting next to Dom-still wearing his make-up-had made Elijah’s cock desperate for attention. Of course, when Dom asked if he was wank-worthy, Elijah blushed and said no.