Ship: Sean B./Elijah W. hints of Dom/Elijah and Dom/Bean
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is not real.
Author’s Note: This is dedicated to the talented saura_ who had asked for BeanLijah Porn:)
Summary: Elijah’s heard rumors about Sean and Dominic. Rumors he didn’t like. What happens when Elijah finally confronts Sean?
Elijah stood on the door step, forcing down the anger that once again rose up into his throat. He closed his eyes as he remembered the whispered words of Orlando and Billy. Dominic…his Dominic, had been with Bean again. Not that he had a right to be angry. After all, it was him that Dominic had left Bean for in the first place. It just galled him to know that Bean had managed to seduce his boyfriend back into his bed, somehow. Elijah was there to find out how and why and to tell Bean to keep his fucking hands off of his fucking boyfriend. He had waited and pined for too long to get Dominic to himself and he wasn’t about to share, especially not with Sean Bean.
Taking another deep breath, Elijah ranged the bell, wishing that he could push all his anger to the side and just forget about what he had heard…but he couldn’t. If it had been anyone but Bean…but it hadn’t been and Elijah had to put a stop to it now, before it could go any further. He ranged the bell a few more times, as if that would bring Sean to the door any faster.
“Hold on! Don’t get your knickers in a twist!” Sean’s strong voice yelled from the inside, distracted and slightly slurred, like he had been drinking. “I’ll be there in a minute!”
Elijah rolled his eyes. What was it with Brits and alcohol? Or maybe he wasn’t drunk…maybe he was had just been asleep. Elijah felt a twinge of guilt at the thought of waking Sean from a peaceful sleep. After all, they got so little sleep as it was, filming all the time, but the guilt quickly faded as he remembered Orlando’s voice ranting to Billy how Dom should have learned his lesson and not let Sean shag him.
The door finally opened to reveal Sean, shirtless with sweat-soaked hair plastered against his forehead and bright green eyes blazing at him. “Elijah? What the hell are you doing here?”
“Can I come in? We have to talk,” Elijah crossed his arms, trying not to be intimidated. Sean may be bigger and stronger than him, but it was Elijah that was the wronged party.
Sean just shrugged and stepped aside, oblivious to Elijah’s anger. “Sure. Just sitting down to a Sheffield game. Would you like a beer or something?”
“No. But you can tell me what the fuck you thought you were doing with Dom.”
Sean blinked, obviously surprised. He hadn’t expected the youngest hobbit to know about what had happened between Dominic and himself. He wondered what all he had been told and if he knew it was more anger sex than anything. Dominic had been angry and hurt when he found out Sean had been seeing a woman when they had been together. An anger and hurt that in Sean’s opinion was hypocritical since Dominic had upped and left him for Elijah. The argument had mounted until he found himself throwing Dominic onto the bed and Dominic pulling him down against him, wrapping strong arms around his neck and pulling into a needy, angry kiss. If it made Elijah feel better, Dominic had been horrified with his actions after it was all over.
Sean scratched his head at the younger man’s question, and then smirked. Unlike Dominic, he wasn’t ashamed, or horrified. After all, the man in question had been his boyfriend first, and if it hadn’t been for Frodo there, he probably would have still been with him. Not that he was angry. Dominic was cute and a great shag, but in the end, they wouldn’t have worked out. But still, he had been hurt and he had been in his rights for one last great shag.
“So, you found out about Dominic and mine little dalliance. It hurts doesn’t it? Knowing that the man you loved was in the arms of another…”
“You didn’t love him! So don’t even go there!,” Elijah snarled, surprised at the force behind the words. “If you had loved him, you would have fucking treated him better than you had! I wouldn’t have had a chance! But you treated him like shit! You saw us happy and you couldn’t stand that could you? That I made him happier than you ever could in your fucking life so you decided to try to take him back! Well sorry, but I’m not going anywhere! I’m staying and you’re going to keep your fucking hands off him!”
Amused laughter erupted from the larger man. “Listen to you. Little Elijah Wood. Here telling me to keep my fucking hands off the guy he bloody well stole out from under me! What’s wrong Elijah? Afraid that it’ll come back around? That Dominic will see what a mistake he made in choosing you over me?”
Dark anger flashed through Elijah. A pale fist swung out, aimed for Sean’s laughing face, but a large hand clasped around the wrist, holding it still. Sean’s amusement turned to annoyed anger. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, mate.”
“You bastard!”
“Bastard? Let me tell you who the little man stealing bastard is around here. Dominic and I were reasonably happy together until you came sniffing along after him, giving him those big blue puppy dog eyes. Don’t think I didn’t notice. I knew it was only a matter of time, so I hedged on committing. I did love Dominic and it was only Viggo’s coaxing that made me let him go so easily, otherwise, he’d still be with me! You wouldn’t have a chance in hell!”
“Dom’s with me because we love each other!”
“But would he be with you if I hadn’t dumped him? Told him it wouldn’t work, that he was too young and too male! Do you think he would have still fallen under the spell of those baby blues?” Sean grinned as he watched the seeds of insecurity grow. A part of him felt bad, but damn it, a larger part felt vindicated.
“Fuck you!”
“Fuck you too, Elijah!” Sean pushed his wrist away. “Now get out of my house!”
Elijah stood there, glaring at Sean, hating him for the words that had played on his most secret fears. He turned to go. This wasn’t worth it. Dominic was still with him and that was what mattered. He had nothing to prove to Bean…but then again…his fist clenched into a tight ball as he swung around to give Sean a good right hook. He glared at the older man, his eyes dark with rage.
Sean rubbed his face and marched forwarding, returning Elijah’s punch with a left hook. “Stupid little buggar…”
Elijah moved to punch Sean again, but found himself pressed up against the wall, his wrists pressed above his head and Sean’s face mere inches from his own, so close that he could feel the hot breath on his face.
“Let me go!” Elijah yelled, struggling against Sean’s hold to no avail.
Sean just chuckled. “That’s what Dom said before this…”
Elijah gasped as hot, soft lips slammed against his own and a probing tongue slipped into his mouth. At first he struggled against Sean’s tight hold, but that mouth and hot tongue loosened his resistance until there was none left. Instead of struggling, Elijah’s leg hooked over Sean’s hip as he rocked his own hips against the older man’s, the argument they were having forgotten.
Sean let go of Elijah’s hands and wrapped them around the young man, lifting him up and carrying him to the couch. Sean settled on top of Elijah, his fingers feeling clumsy as they undid the buttons on Elijah’s shirt. Elijah’s hands yanked and pulled at Sean’s sweater, wanting to get to the bare skin beneath.
“You little bastard,” Sean hissed, finally getting the shirt off Elijah’s shoulder and starting on the jeans as he bit against an erect nipple, soliciting a husky moan from Elijah.
“Fucker,” Elijah growled, increasing the motion of his rocking hips, his already aching cock begging for more friction
“Wanker,” Sean grumbled, pushing the jeans from Elijah’s hips, his hands finding their way to Elijah’s cock, stroking it mercilessly, ignoring the moans and whimpers from Elijah, who was arched into the touch and ripped Sean’s shorts from his body so their bare cocks could rub together.
Sean reached out for the table to the right of the couch and opened the drawer to withdraw the lube and condoms. Tearing the condom wrapper with his teeth, he prepared himself and Elijah for entry. Squeezing the lube out onto his fingers and warming it a bit by rubbing the fingers together, he inserted the gel-covered digits into Elijah’s entrance, his mind wondering at how tight and warm the writhing boy beneath him was.
Elijah gasped and groaned as he found his legs over Sean’s shoulders and the older man entering him not too carefully. He cried out as Sean finally connected with his prostate and streaks of pleasure shot through him.
Sean held the young man close as he thrusted, groaning at the tightness, especially when he hit Elijah’s sweet spot. He reached down and wrapped his hands around Elijah’s erection, this time stroking in rhythm with his thrusts, the pressure in his own cock almost becoming unbearable.
With a muffled groan and a cry of ecstasy, they both came together, clinging and rocking and cursing each other to hell.
Panting, Elijah laid beneath Sean, trying to catch his breath as reality returned to him. He looked up at the man above him, the anger still there, but not as overwhelming. The guilt was just starting to come in. He had cheated on Dom. Of course, Dom had done the same, but two wrongs did not make a right. What was he going to do? How was he going to explain this?
“Still pissed?” Sean asked, the anger in his own eyes already gone.
Elijah shook his head. “Yes…no…I don’t know…fuck…”
“It’s hard to feel cheated when you do the cheating, huh?” Sean smirked, climbing off of Elijah and slipping back into his pants.
“Fuck off,” Elijah answered, no real feeling behind it. He felt dazed, as if he was in some kind of dream. He just couldn’t believe he had done it. He had cheated on Dom. Even if Dom wasn’t angry, he was bound to be hurt.
“Been there, done that. Got the souvenir,” Sean shrugged, getting on his feet. “Well, you know the way out. Don’t let the door hit you.”
Elijah just looked at him, trying to feel more relieved than hurt by Sean’s dismissal. They had just…shagged. He didn’t know what he had been expecting…but it certainly hadn’t been this. “That’s it?”
“I have nothing else to say. What? Did you want to cuddle and whisper sweet nothings? As if we were lovers or something?”
“No…”
“Well then leave,” Sean opened the door, waiting for Elijah to go through it. “Don’t let the door hit you.”
Eyes shining with tears, Elijah got up and headed for the door, feeling angry and humiliated. It’d be a good long time before he had a kind thought for Sean Bean again. He stood at the door, glaring at Sean, wanting to say a lot more. Unfortunately, only one sentence could be forced out. “Stay way from Dominic.”
With that, Elijah was gone, leaving Sean to look after him with a deep feeling of regret. He had crossed one too many lines with Elijah. He just hoped that he would be able to fix the friendship that was broken.