Summary: Elijah loves Lost. Elijah loves Dom. Elijah loves Charlie wearing his hood. He does something about it.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: None of this is real. It's all lies.
A/N: This is my very first PWP story. *bites nails* Hopefully this will make up for the lack of romance and porn in both my WIPs.
Dedicated to fienchen who shamelessly encouraged this idea.
The Hood
Dom yawned and rubbed a tired hand down his face as he entered his trailer. It had been a long shoot today. They had to do this scene where Charlie was brooding over Claire and Aaron. It didn’t help that it was a bloody hot day out and the scene required him to wear the hood on Charlie sweater the whole time. Dom hadn’t felt that hot since the New Zealand days, when he had to wear that belly suit to give the impression of a healthy, plump hobbit. At the moment, all he wanted to do was sit in front of his fan and cool off. Without the fucking hood.
He sighed in relief as he turned the fan on. This was it. The heaven he had been waiting all day for. No yelling director. No harsh lights, and in just a moment no hot hood. He reached up to remove the head covering when an achingly familiar voice spoke up.
“Don’t you dare. Keep it on.”
Dom’s eyes widened when he looked up to find the one person he hadn’t expected to see or even talk to anytime soon, leaning against his vanity table, looking at him with smoky blue eyes that threatened to draw him in.
“Lijah?” Dom frowned, his mouth dry and his mind void of thought. He inwardly cursed at his response. It was like he was seeing Elijah for the first time, back in New Zealand. He blushed as he remembered how he would just take small glances at his beautiful co-star when he thought he wasn’t looking and how astonished he was when Elijah made the first move. “What are you doing here? I-I wasn’t expecting you.”
Elijah smirked as he came to stand in front of Dom, his arms crossed over his chest. “I came to see you. You see…I was at home last Wednesday night, enjoying my latest dose of Lost, when I noticed the hottest thing I’ve seen in a long long time. Charlie was wearing his hood again. He was all dark and broody with those eyes and that mouth and not to mention it was dark and…well…he was the hottest fucking thing I’ve seen since…well…since I saw you pointing to my name at the premiere of The Eternal State Of The Sunshine Mind and how your shirt rode up and it was so obvious that…well you know. Anyway, I was sitting there, watching Charlie being all dark and broody and incredibly sexy…when this happened.”
Dom’s mouth dropped open as Elijah took his hand and ran it down his body to the denim encased erection.
“I want you Dommie. I want you to fuck me senseless right now…while wearing the hood,” Elijah smirked, straddling Dom’s lap. He rocked his hips a bit, hoping to get some friction against the stiff material. “I’m so hard for you Dom. So fucking hard…” he moaned, before leaning forward to press his lips against Dom’s who eagerly responded.
Wet sloppy kisses were one of Dom’s favorite kisses and he was having his fill with Elijah on his lap, his rocking hips pressing the straining erection against his stomach, causing his own erection to grow. Dom grabbed Elijah’s hips and stilled them as his tongue dived into the warm cavern of Elijah’s mouth.
Keeping a tight hold of Elijah and keeping his lips connected to Elijah’s mouth, Dom leaned Elijah back onto the couch and found himself cradled between the other man’s thighs. Dom groaned as Elijah arched his hips and grinded his erection up against Dom’s own hardening cock.
“You like that?” Elijah asked, pulling out of the kiss and arching his hips again and moaned at the contact.
“I like this even better,” Dom smirked, grinding down against Elijah’s cock. Elijah cried out as tingling sensation swept through his groin, which was now painfully pressed up against the denim. “I guess that’s a yes?” Dom did it again, causing Elijah’s hips to thrust upwards.
“I suggest you let me out of these jeans before you make me come before we’re both ready,” Elijah panted, still wiggling his erection against Dom.
Dom again grabbed hold of Elijah’s hips, holding him still. “I guess so if you keep wiggling like that, love.”
“Hurry Dom…I’m so hard and throbbing for you…”
Dom just winked and unzipped the jeans, not surprised as Elijah’s cock sprang forth, fully erect, dark red, and weeping. “All of this for me? I bet it’s even more delicious than peanut butter.” He pressed a finger against the slit where pre-cum was gathering and sucked the wet finger into his mouth, the same way he did when Charlie was showing Claire the imaginary peanut butter. “Mmmm…delicious.”
“Shit Dom….,” Elijah moaned as the throbbing increased. “Are you trying to kill me?”
Dom just smirked pulling off Elijah’s shirt before bending down to lick a trail from Elijah’s chest, down to the head of his erect cock, causing the younger man to cry out in ecstasy. A long moan escaped Elijah as his cock was engulfed by Dom’s mouth.
Elijah hips thrusted into Dom’s mouth, almost causing the young man to gag. He watched as Dom’s head moved up and down, his cheeks going concave each time he took a suck. Strong, confident hands slid up and down his shaft, pumping his aching cock for all it was worth. Fuck, he needed to come, but he didn’t want to. He wanted to hold out for Dom, but his body wasn’t cooperating. It was the next suck that brought Elijah over the edge. He tried to stop it, but his hips arched and white hot liquid shot to the back of Dom’s throat.
“Fuck Dom…see what you do to me?” Elijah panted, feeling himself hardening once again as he watched Dom pull off his own jeans.
“You insatiable, little minx,” Dom grinned, leaning back down between Elijah’s legs, causing Elijah to moan as he rubbed up against Dom, his hardening erection beginning to throb once again.
“Mmmm….fuck me Dom….fuck me now…ahhhh,” Elijah panted, rocking his hips against his boyfriend, causing him to groan at the sensation. He reached under the couch and brought out condoms and lube. “It’s time Dom…quick. I…mmm…I need you in me now…”
Dom nodded, his own need throbbing mercilessly now. He needed to be inside Elijah as well. Sitting up and ignoring Elijah’s moan of need as he pulled away, Dom prepared himself as he stared down at Elijah who bit his swollen lips as he began to stroke his own cock, still moaning for Dom to hurry. Fuck! What was Elijah trying to do here?
“Fuck you, Lij,” Dom groaned.
“That’s…the…purpose,” Elijah smirked.
Dom shook his head and got on with preparing Elijah. After squirting more lube into the palm of his hand and warming it by rubbing it between his fingers, got in position, happy when Elijah widened his legs and arched his hips to make it easier. Elijah gasped and moaned as Dom inserted one finger than two, then three, each time pausing so his lover’s body would be ready for him. Keeping his eyes fastened on Elijah’s, he positioned his own aching cock at Elijah’s entrance and slowly slide in, groaning as his lover’s tight muscles encased him.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight,” Dom panted, slowly sliding in until he was buried to the hilt inside his writhing boyfriend, who had gone back to stroking his own cock.
“Fuck Dom, you feel so….fucking good…mmmm,” Elijah moaned, groaning in protest then pleasure when Dom pulled his hands away from his weeping cock, just to replace it with his own.
Dom pulled out and then back in, searching for the prostate. He grinned in satisfaction when Elijah cried out and arched his hips. He had just found it. Keeping at that angle, he continued his thrusts, matching the rhythm of the hand that was stroking his boyfriend, sliding from the base of the cock, up to the head. He groaned as he felt the pressure in his own cock building. He wasn’t going to last much longer and neither was Elijah, who was now throwing his head from side to side as he clutched at the hood that was responsible for all of this.
The last thrust was what pushed Dom over the edge. He moaned as he emptied himself inside Elijah, whose hips thrusted upwards and jets of hot liquid covered them both. Groaning, Dom collapsed against his boyfriend, who cradled him against his own sweaty body, pushing down the hood so he could stroke Dom’s hair that was now drenched with sweat.
“Happy now?” Dom asked, cuddling into his boyfriend’s arms, ignoring the groan as he wiggled against Elijah’s softening, yet still sensitive cock.
“Mmm-hmmm,” Elijah kissed the top of his head. “Very. There’s nothing like being fucked by a brooding guy with a hood.”
Dom looked at his boyfriend and laughed. “I guess I’ll have to wear the thing more often. Especially if it gets you here, ready to shag.”
Elijah just grinned and hugged his boyfriend closer to his cooling body. The electric tingle in his cock at the sensation of Dom’s slight movements against it told him that this had been the best shag he had ever had and there was more to come. Kissing Dom’s cheek, he held him until they both drifted off to sleep.