Turnabout

Title Turnabout.
Author Sonja.
Pairing Domorli. Looks like Orlijah, but I promise it isn't.
Rating Hard R, NC-17. Depends.
Warning Unsafe sex in public.
Disclaimers Not mine. Not true.
Notes For Vestalvagrant's 25th, which was on Valentine's Day.


Every cliché about blue eyes ran through Orlando’s mind the day he’d met Elijah. Sure, he’d seen the guy in The Faculty, but in person was entirely different. And thinking about that film made Orlando think about the Tweaker Giggle, which, for some reason, had turned him on immensely. He’d never admit that to another living soul, of course.

Orlando set out on a mission to find out if the not-so-childlike child actor was into guys. Yeah, so Elijah was only seventeen, but maybe he was one of those sorts of kids who knew from the time they were five and wearing their mum’s makeup that they were gay. Or maybe he was one of the sorts who knew from the time they were five that they hated fags like Orlando. Either way, Orlando was going to find out. Of course, he was rather hoping that Elijah was one of the former more than the latter. At least that would make his dick happy and his right hand a little more than relieved.

So it was that one afternoon, Orlando enlisted the help of Dominic to determine the sexual orientation of one Elijah Wood. Or Frodo Baggins, as it were, as the day’s filming had not yet ended, and everyone was still in costume. Orlando actually pondered the logistics of Hobbit-and-Elf sex, but decided it wasn’t such a good idea, as the Hobbit would be too small to provide the Elf with much pleasure, and the paedophilic aspect of it was just entirely too much to even think about. Dominic-Merry laughed and smacked Orlando-Legolas over the head with the latest rewrites and walked away, muttering something about the Elves being the filthy ones, and the Humans being relatively normal.

Later, at the local,n Don Dominic had asked Orlando why he just didn’t ask Elijah if he fancied a decent bit of bloke-rogering now and again, Orlando’d spit his nearly-swallowed mouthful of beer mostly out of his nose and onto the table and the offending Dominic. Sputtering something about tact, Orlando went into the men’s to clean himself up. As he stood looking in the mirror, Dominic walked in and over to the urinal against the perpendicular wall, and Orlando could see everything quite clearly in the reflection. He momentarily thought that Dominic had done that on purpose, just to see if Orlando would look, and yes, Orlando was indeed looking. Of course, he’d realised that a second too late, and Dom was smirking like a bastard at the tile wall. Smug Dominic Monaghan tucked himself back into his trousers, and went to the sink to wash his hands, leaving Orlando staring at empty reflected space.

The sound of water splashing into the porcelain basin made Orlando start, and Dominic took some pleasure in watchhim him flinch. Dominic asked Orlando what on earth he could be so mesmerised by, and was rewarded with a face full of warm tap water and a laughing Orlando. It was then that Dominic had decided that Orlando should take a break from worrying about Elijah and go with a sure bet. And it was then that Orlando had decided that maybe Dominic was right, and reached to lower first the zip on Dominic’s trousers, and then his own. Suddenly remembering that they were in public and should therefore use a bit of discretion, Orlando pumped some of the liquid handwash into his palm, and urged Dominic to the stall furthest from the door.

Leaving the trouser-lowering to Dominic, whose hand was not full of soap, Orlando smeared the pink liquid over Dominic’s cock and his own arsehole, and then bent over the toilet with his elbows resting on the tank for balan Dom Dominic, never one to procrastinate when it counted, positioned himself behind Orlando and slowusheushed the head of his cock into Orlando’s soap-slicked opening. With Orlando pushing back against him, and despite his semi-drunkenness, Dominic found a rhythm and pace that was suitable for a quick loo fuck. Orlando inwardly cursed himself for having chosen a straight pub for the night’s drinking as he gripped the edge of the tank to keep his head from slamming into the tile. If they’d been fucking in the toilet of a gay pub, they wouldn’t have had to be so fast about it, Orlando reckoned to Dominic. Dominic sort of laughed and reached to take Orlando’s cock in hand and came, and stayed put inside Orlando until Orlando came, hitting the front of the toilet tank and the seat.

Orlando felt Dominic withdraw and stand straight, and he tried himself to stand on wobbly legs and nearly fell over. Dominic caught him with his clean hand before he had a chance to slump onto the soiled seat, then left him to the business of cleaning himself and their environment, and went to wash his hands. They were careful to exit the men’s one at a time, and at an interval as not to arouse suspicion, paid their tabs, and left.