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lizhanneTitle: It's all Elijah's fault (the sillyness? it starts from the title, you see)
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anne_elliot
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sean Astin/Elijah Wood
Author's notes: silly ficlet based on an equally silly idea we came up with while in Scotland, written exclusively to humour [Bad username or unknown identity: my Sam], who loves this pairing and who also edited it a bit. This is my only excuse. :)
Disclaimer: I think we can safely say that this never happened, duh.
“Sean, just relax.”
Elijah’s smiling eyes looked up from where the younger man was crouching upon Sean’s chest, busily working his way down his body, holding something in his hands.
“Lij, this is…this is not me, I don’t do this kind of things!”
He was smiling despite his obvious discomfort and embarrassment, and Elijah couldn’t help but notice that Sean’s body didn’t seem to be complaining as much as his owner was.
“I told you to relax, Sean. You will enjoy this, you’ll see.”
And with a small, impish smile, Elijah leaned forward and pressed his mouth to one of Sean’s nipples, breathing on it open-mouthed.
“It’s almost time. Don’t move, or you’ll mess things up. Please. Let me do this.”
“Lij, this is messy. They changed the sheets this morning! Stop torturing me, please.”
“If you think that freshly changed sheets are enough to stop me, you’re sadly wrong. They only make me want to mess them up more.”
Elijah’s hands were now busying themselves somewhere in the near vicinity of Sean’s groin, where the definitive proof of his keen interest on the night’s proceedings was showing signs of wanting to be noticed more than just by fleeting touches delivered by short, child-like, but incredibly delicate and caring hands.
“No, not there, please. I’m ticklish.”
“Oh, really? I didn’t know that, thanks!”
“Ouch! Stop it! Lij, I’m warning you, stop it immediately or I’ll…. Oh.”
“There, I’m done. Now, will you please shut up and just enjoy this?” - he crawled up Sean’s body until he was staring directly into his eyes, nuzzling his nose in a slow, tender gesture – “You can’t always act like an old, responsible man. You have to learn how to let go. Have a laugh about everything, even yourself. Even this”, he added, gesturing vaguely at their naked bodies.
“It’s just that it’s…embarrassing, and I feel ridiculous like this.”
“You’re not ridiculous. You’re positively edible.”
Elijah’s short giggly laugh was cut short by a curt, disapproving grunt coming from Sean.
“Now Lij, that was really lame. Ha ha ha.”
“Just let me prove you wrong”, Elijah whispered, leaning in close to Sean’s ear, feeling his body shiver at the light touch of warm breath on his ear, before he started moving down along Sean’s body again, his eyes shining like a kid in front of the chocolate shelf in a candy store.
Some long, sweaty and sticky minutes later, two bodies lay closely entwined on that same bed, trying to recover some breath.
“Promise me you’ll never complain about this again, please.”
“Oh man, I’ll promise anything you want as long as we can do this again.”
“So you admit that chocolate buttons were a good idea, after all?”
“Mmmm, they probably were.”
“Even if the sheets are a mess, you have melted chocolate stuck in your hair and your balls, and the hotel will probably kick us out for indecent behaviour?”
“It’s not my fault if you’re a screamer, Lij.”
“Don’t try to change the subject!”
“…ok, the chocolate buttons were a good idea. But next time, I get to lick you.”
“What’s the part I shouldn’t like about this?”
“That’s how I like you. Democratic.”
“Don’t start with politics now, please. Not now…I just want to get some sticky, chocolate-y sleep with you.”
“I wasn’t talking about politics, Lij. But sleep sounds good, even if I…”
“Don’t even think about taking a shower.”
“I wasn’t! Well, maybe. A bit.”
“It can wait. Now turn around, and let’s get some sleep.”
Author:
anne_elliotRating: PG-13
Pairing: Sean Astin/Elijah Wood
Author's notes: silly ficlet based on an equally silly idea we came up with while in Scotland, written exclusively to humour [Bad username or unknown identity: my Sam], who loves this pairing and who also edited it a bit. This is my only excuse. :)
Disclaimer: I think we can safely say that this never happened, duh.
“Sean, just relax.”
Elijah’s smiling eyes looked up from where the younger man was crouching upon Sean’s chest, busily working his way down his body, holding something in his hands.
“Lij, this is…this is not me, I don’t do this kind of things!”
He was smiling despite his obvious discomfort and embarrassment, and Elijah couldn’t help but notice that Sean’s body didn’t seem to be complaining as much as his owner was.
“I told you to relax, Sean. You will enjoy this, you’ll see.”
And with a small, impish smile, Elijah leaned forward and pressed his mouth to one of Sean’s nipples, breathing on it open-mouthed.
“It’s almost time. Don’t move, or you’ll mess things up. Please. Let me do this.”
“Lij, this is messy. They changed the sheets this morning! Stop torturing me, please.”
“If you think that freshly changed sheets are enough to stop me, you’re sadly wrong. They only make me want to mess them up more.”
Elijah’s hands were now busying themselves somewhere in the near vicinity of Sean’s groin, where the definitive proof of his keen interest on the night’s proceedings was showing signs of wanting to be noticed more than just by fleeting touches delivered by short, child-like, but incredibly delicate and caring hands.
“No, not there, please. I’m ticklish.”
“Oh, really? I didn’t know that, thanks!”
“Ouch! Stop it! Lij, I’m warning you, stop it immediately or I’ll…. Oh.”
“There, I’m done. Now, will you please shut up and just enjoy this?” - he crawled up Sean’s body until he was staring directly into his eyes, nuzzling his nose in a slow, tender gesture – “You can’t always act like an old, responsible man. You have to learn how to let go. Have a laugh about everything, even yourself. Even this”, he added, gesturing vaguely at their naked bodies.
“It’s just that it’s…embarrassing, and I feel ridiculous like this.”
“You’re not ridiculous. You’re positively edible.”
Elijah’s short giggly laugh was cut short by a curt, disapproving grunt coming from Sean.
“Now Lij, that was really lame. Ha ha ha.”
“Just let me prove you wrong”, Elijah whispered, leaning in close to Sean’s ear, feeling his body shiver at the light touch of warm breath on his ear, before he started moving down along Sean’s body again, his eyes shining like a kid in front of the chocolate shelf in a candy store.
Some long, sweaty and sticky minutes later, two bodies lay closely entwined on that same bed, trying to recover some breath.
“Promise me you’ll never complain about this again, please.”
“Oh man, I’ll promise anything you want as long as we can do this again.”
“So you admit that chocolate buttons were a good idea, after all?”
“Mmmm, they probably were.”
“Even if the sheets are a mess, you have melted chocolate stuck in your hair and your balls, and the hotel will probably kick us out for indecent behaviour?”
“It’s not my fault if you’re a screamer, Lij.”
“Don’t try to change the subject!”
“…ok, the chocolate buttons were a good idea. But next time, I get to lick you.”
“What’s the part I shouldn’t like about this?”
“That’s how I like you. Democratic.”
“Don’t start with politics now, please. Not now…I just want to get some sticky, chocolate-y sleep with you.”
“I wasn’t talking about politics, Lij. But sleep sounds good, even if I…”
“Don’t even think about taking a shower.”
“I wasn’t! Well, maybe. A bit.”
“It can wait. Now turn around, and let’s get some sleep.”
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Date: 2005-12-23 05:38 pm (UTC)I know you know but... lovely!
I'll be the only one saying this sincerely, you know that, right? Not because it isn't well written, but because it's so incredibly silly!
I love it anyway! And I shall stop using exclamation marks!
Your
Sam
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Date: 2005-12-23 05:55 pm (UTC)Of course you love it, it was tailored on your (silly) brain. ♥