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billijah2003-11-28 07:27 pm
mithlondewen.livejournal.com) wrote in billijah2003-11-28 07:27 pm
hello!
glad there's finally a place for Billy and Lijah! one of my fav pairings and my two all time favorite hobbits..
thanks to BagEndInn.com for that
I'm a beginning writer and I've written only one Billijah (that i posted in my journal a while ago) but it's a pairing i lurve, so i figured, why not post it in here, just to get started....just so you know it is NOT beta'd so if there's anything incomprehensible or just plain stupid, please let me know :)
Title: The Oak Grove
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mithlondewen
Pairing: take a guess...
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: don't own them, never happened
The Oak Grove
A cool breeze rustled the leaves on the trees, and Elijah adjusted the blanket around his shoulders. He turned his back on the path, walking barefoot over the grass, his eyes lowered. There was no use trying to see in this dark before reaching the clearing. There, at least, there was a chance that the moon might come down through the thick canopy.
He reached out and absentmindedly brushed each passing tree with his fingertips, knowing that he was getting closer and closer to the small grove of oak tress -- his secret spot.
"I've been waiting."
Elijah looked up just as he stepped into the clearing and saw a figure standing in the shadows.
"I'm here now."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
The figure strode over to Elijah and pulled the blanket off. Elijah shivered.
He spread the blanket on the ground, right in the middle where a bright ray of moonlight fell on it. He then grasped Elijah's arms and guided him forward. Elijah let himself fall back and pulled the dark figure closer. He raised his mouth to the other man's ear.
"Take me."
Suddenly hands were clutching at Elijah's shirt, clumsily undoing the buttons and thrusting the useless cloth away. Elijah stretched his neck back as soft lips closed over his nipple, applying pressure at first gentle, then harder, until the lips rolled away and the flesh was caught in a set of teeth. Slowly, a warm tongue moved down to Elijah's navel, leaving a wet trail behind it, then back up to his other nipple. It lingered for a moment, savoring the taste of skin. And quickly it retracted to let the lips forward again. This time they sucked hungrily at the small hardened point, then kissed their way up Elijah's neck, along his jaw, over his cheeck, until they crawled onto his mouth. Elijah's own tongue darted out, delving deep. All the while, hands were running over Elijah's body, touching, feeling, discovering, carefully memorizing every curve...
Elijah pressed his face up, lifting his shoulders from the ground, and a hand glided around onto his back. Elijah fumbled with the buttons on the other man's shirt while a finger slid down his spine and into his pants, making a strong sensation spread through him. He pressed even harder onto the now naked chest above him, feeling hard muscles under his palms. The hand slipped around to the other side and Elijah squirmed. It cupped Elijah's cock and squeezed. Elijah gasped audibly. He worked furiously at his zipper, and then, feeling rough jeans on his hot thighs, turned to pull down the other zipper.
"Take me now! Fill me...make me whole...you have to!"
Elijah raised his hips to the other man's and pulled him down violently. But the hand merely continued to rub and squeeze. Elijah writhed in pleasure and frustration. he wrenched the hand away so that he could feel the stiffness under him. He moaned, biting, clawing, waiting. He clenched his teeth, feeling his peak approaching.
"Come on!!"
Elijah clutched at the man above him but he twisted away, refusing to give Elijah what he craved most. His arms were still around Elijah's waist and their legs were entwined, but the urgency with which he had started had waned. Elijah was fuming.
"What the fuck???"
The dark figure leaned over and planted a sweet kiss on Elijah's lips.
"I want you Lij--"
"Then what are you fucking playing at? Stop it with the fucking games and--"
"--But I don't love you."
He kissed Elijah again and rose, gathering his garments. He put his pants on and, slinging his shirt over his shoulder, walked out of the grove. Elijah watched him vanish into the night. He sat, stunned at being rejected and at being abandoned as if he were some toy no longer good to play with. He looked down and saw his stomach glistening in the dim light, felt his brow damp with sweat, his most tender places throbbing, screaming for what they had been so cruelly denied.
The cold wind blew over his hard erection, mocking him. Elijah curled up and pressed his legs into his chest. Wrapping the blanket around himself, he buried his face into his knees, shaking with silent sobs that echoed through his empty body. He had given up so much, risked everything, opened up completely...and it had all been carelessly thrown away.
The moon disappeared behind a dark cloud, enveloping him in pitch black, and hid the steady flow of tears that ran down his cheeks.
thanks to BagEndInn.com for that
I'm a beginning writer and I've written only one Billijah (that i posted in my journal a while ago) but it's a pairing i lurve, so i figured, why not post it in here, just to get started....just so you know it is NOT beta'd so if there's anything incomprehensible or just plain stupid, please let me know :)
Title: The Oak Grove
Author:
mithlondewenPairing: take a guess...
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: don't own them, never happened
The Oak Grove
A cool breeze rustled the leaves on the trees, and Elijah adjusted the blanket around his shoulders. He turned his back on the path, walking barefoot over the grass, his eyes lowered. There was no use trying to see in this dark before reaching the clearing. There, at least, there was a chance that the moon might come down through the thick canopy.
He reached out and absentmindedly brushed each passing tree with his fingertips, knowing that he was getting closer and closer to the small grove of oak tress -- his secret spot.
"I've been waiting."
Elijah looked up just as he stepped into the clearing and saw a figure standing in the shadows.
"I'm here now."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
The figure strode over to Elijah and pulled the blanket off. Elijah shivered.
He spread the blanket on the ground, right in the middle where a bright ray of moonlight fell on it. He then grasped Elijah's arms and guided him forward. Elijah let himself fall back and pulled the dark figure closer. He raised his mouth to the other man's ear.
"Take me."
Suddenly hands were clutching at Elijah's shirt, clumsily undoing the buttons and thrusting the useless cloth away. Elijah stretched his neck back as soft lips closed over his nipple, applying pressure at first gentle, then harder, until the lips rolled away and the flesh was caught in a set of teeth. Slowly, a warm tongue moved down to Elijah's navel, leaving a wet trail behind it, then back up to his other nipple. It lingered for a moment, savoring the taste of skin. And quickly it retracted to let the lips forward again. This time they sucked hungrily at the small hardened point, then kissed their way up Elijah's neck, along his jaw, over his cheeck, until they crawled onto his mouth. Elijah's own tongue darted out, delving deep. All the while, hands were running over Elijah's body, touching, feeling, discovering, carefully memorizing every curve...
Elijah pressed his face up, lifting his shoulders from the ground, and a hand glided around onto his back. Elijah fumbled with the buttons on the other man's shirt while a finger slid down his spine and into his pants, making a strong sensation spread through him. He pressed even harder onto the now naked chest above him, feeling hard muscles under his palms. The hand slipped around to the other side and Elijah squirmed. It cupped Elijah's cock and squeezed. Elijah gasped audibly. He worked furiously at his zipper, and then, feeling rough jeans on his hot thighs, turned to pull down the other zipper.
"Take me now! Fill me...make me whole...you have to!"
Elijah raised his hips to the other man's and pulled him down violently. But the hand merely continued to rub and squeeze. Elijah writhed in pleasure and frustration. he wrenched the hand away so that he could feel the stiffness under him. He moaned, biting, clawing, waiting. He clenched his teeth, feeling his peak approaching.
"Come on!!"
Elijah clutched at the man above him but he twisted away, refusing to give Elijah what he craved most. His arms were still around Elijah's waist and their legs were entwined, but the urgency with which he had started had waned. Elijah was fuming.
"What the fuck???"
The dark figure leaned over and planted a sweet kiss on Elijah's lips.
"I want you Lij--"
"Then what are you fucking playing at? Stop it with the fucking games and--"
"--But I don't love you."
He kissed Elijah again and rose, gathering his garments. He put his pants on and, slinging his shirt over his shoulder, walked out of the grove. Elijah watched him vanish into the night. He sat, stunned at being rejected and at being abandoned as if he were some toy no longer good to play with. He looked down and saw his stomach glistening in the dim light, felt his brow damp with sweat, his most tender places throbbing, screaming for what they had been so cruelly denied.
The cold wind blew over his hard erection, mocking him. Elijah curled up and pressed his legs into his chest. Wrapping the blanket around himself, he buried his face into his knees, shaking with silent sobs that echoed through his empty body. He had given up so much, risked everything, opened up completely...and it had all been carelessly thrown away.
The moon disappeared behind a dark cloud, enveloping him in pitch black, and hid the steady flow of tears that ran down his cheeks.
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:(
i'm sad now...(verreh good by the way)
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Beautifully done, my dear.
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