Confessions

Title: Confessions
part: 1/2
Author: Bonnie (leggyslove@livejournal.com)
Pairings: OB/VM, KU/EW, OB/VM/KU/EW
Rated: NC-17
Summary: Elijah wants to tell Karl he likes him. Orlando gets his four-way.
Archive: LGL www.legolasgreenleaflove.com Beyond the Fellowship, my LJ, anwhere else please ask and I'll say yes.
Feedback: Yes please. I love to get it. Comment in journal or email.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it happened... It didn't. lol
Authors note: I wrote this fic back in September, so if some of the canon in here seems a bit old that is why. Thank you to all the beta's that tried to beta this, lol (it's not a bad fic lol) and thank you kayshinae for the finished product.:) This fic was never meant to be written, but people kept asking for a four-way and well... here it is. lol


***You must read Relax (http://adultfan.nexcess.net/aff/story.php?no=148) before you read this one, so you know what is going on.***

“Okay... 1 o’clock? Sounds good, Karl. See you then,” Elijah hung up the phone and took a deep breath. He looked over to Viggo and Orlando, staring at him from the kitchen table. “Happy now?”

“No.” Orlando finished off his pear and got up.

“Why?” Elijah asked a bit puzzled. He looked over to Viggo to see if he would find any answers, but got none.

“Because, Lijah, you didn’t tell him you liked him. Or about the four way idea.”

“You’re fucking joking.”

“What he said.” Viggo added.

“Well, why not?” Orlando asked, “You’ll never get the man if you don’t tell him. And don’t you tell me that you’re too fuckin’ shy to tell him. You’re anything but shy, Lijah. Also, I want my four way with Karl,” Orlando half pouted.

“Okay, you're right about that.” Elijah sat down and put his hands to his face, wondering what had happened to get him into this mess.

“The four way?” he asked, and Viggo swatted Orlando’s arm.

“No, Orli, Elijah means telling Karl,” Viggo turned and faced Elijah. “Elijah, you don’t have to tell him anything if you aren’t ready.”

“Thanks Vig, but I dunno. Maybe I should. I want something you two have but...” Elijah trailed off and sighed.

“Oooooh, you’re jealous!” Orlando mused, and he got up and slid up a chair beside Elijah. Wrapping an arm around him, he pressed his lips up against Elijah’s ear and whispered. Viggo strained to hear but couldn’t make out what Orli was saying.

“NO! Orlando, I will *not* give him a fucking blowjob in the middle of the restaurant! I also won’t invite him back here for a goddamn four way!”

“But you do have toit, it, Lijah, the thought of it is really turning you on,” Orlando’s eyes glanced down to Elijah crotch and he saw the slight bulge underneath his jeans. “Fancy ‘nother round with Viggo an’ me?”

Viggo got up, leaving the two of them to sort it out. Just the thought of last night drained him and he didn’t think he could do it again. At least not now. Setting his mug down in the sink, he looked out the window and stared at the sky above, losing his train of thought.
ly ily if you want to,” Elijah shot back. Viggo turned around, suddenly brought back to the conversation Orlando and Elijah were having. They both saw the bit of hesitation in his face.

“I don’t mean last night, Vig.” Elijah added, easing Viggo’s mind.

“Good.”

“Are you saying last night wasn’t fun?” Orlando teased. Getting up, he walked over to Viggo and wrapped his arms around his waist.

“Last night was wonderful, Orli. I just can’t think of another one right now.” Viggo leaned in and gave Orlando a lazy, probing kiss. As Orlando kissed Viggo back, he could feel Elijah’s eyes plastered on the two of them, but then the sound of a chair scraping on the floor pulled the two of them away.

“Where you goin’?” Viggo let go of Orlando and he went over to Elijah.

“Home. I’ve got things to think about. You know, Karl and all that.” He shifted his feet then went to the front door, Orlando following close behind.

“Lijah, all kiddin’ aside, I’m here for ya buddy. If you want me to make that call to Karl...”

“No, I’ll be fine, I think. I just gotta work up the guts to tell him.”

“Well, if you had the guts to do what you did last night, then I think everything should be fine.” Orlando leaned and gave Elijah a small kiss. Somehow, that one movement filled Elijah with the confidence he needed.

“Thanks,” Elijah said, he looked to Viggo coming to the door, “Thanks, Vig. I did have a good time. Still need improving on your-”

“Meat sauce. I know, I know.” Viggo rolled his eyes. “Good luck with tomorrow and remember to tell us every filthy detail.”

Orlando shot Viggo a look of surprise, “So you do admit that you’re hoping they hook up?”

“Maybe.” Viggo shrugged and smiled coyly, “Later, Elijah.” He turned and walked back into the kitchen.

“Well mate, I’ll see you later.” Orlando wrapped his arms around Elijah and hugged him, but he couldn’t help but get his final word in, “Remember the four way idea.”

“Fuck you.” Elijah grinned.

“No, fuck us. But admit to me one thing, you like the idea of that. I know it.”

Elijah stood up a bit taller, leaning in and whispering to Orlando, “Don’t tell Vig, but the thought of it makes me want to come right now.” Grinning Elijah walked out the door to his car.

“I knew it! I bloody *knew* it!” Orlando shut the door and sauntered into the kitchen where Viggo was.

“What?” Viggo asked, again not looking up from his paper.

“Nothing.”

“Fuck nothing. What is it?” Orlando hoisted himself up onto the counter, he grinned and plucked a grape out of the fruit bowl. He just stared at Viggo, munching on his grape with a big grin. The second hand on the clock seemed louder than ever.

“I think I need another massage. Just like last night.”

“You’re changing the subject.” Viggo got up and walked up to Orlando so that his hips were nicely between his legs. He slowly pressed his groin into Orlando’s teasing him so that he would give up the truth. Orlando’s hand moved slowly down the waist of Viggo’s pants. But was met with a surprise as Viggo grabbed his wrist and held him away.

“No fucking until you tell me.” Orlando suddenly groaned as Viggo’s hand slipped down his pants and his thumb rubbed the head of his cock, slowly making him hard. Slowly wrapping his fingers around Orlando’s length, Viggo began to tease more.

“You’re doing this on purpose,” Orlando said through half-lidded eyes.

“Yes.” Then Viggo stopped. He backed away and looked at his lover.

“Viggo...” Orlando said seductively, “I need you.” He winked.

Shaking his head, Viggo chuckled, “Cunt.” He then did something Orlando did not expect. Slowly he took off his jeans and shirt and lay down on the kitchen table. “I’ll let you fuck me, only if you tell me what Elijah said.” He began stroking himself, shutting his eyes as he did so. Orlando gulped and gripped the counter until his knuckles were white. “Tell me,” Viggo breathed.

“Elijahsaidthathethoughtofafourwaymakeshimwanttocomeonthespot.” Orlando spat it out so fast that all it sounded like, was one big word, and he was about to jump Viggo, but Viggo stopped him with his hand outstretched.

“Didn’t catch that, love,” Viggo breathed. His brows knit together as his cock hardened and he became more aroused.

A big breath and Orlando said more slowly, “Elijah said that the thought of a four way makes him want to come on the spot.” He moved in to attack Viggo, but he stopped Orlando one last time.

“There’s some honey in the top right cupboard. Get it and let's have some fun...” Viggo didn’t even have to blink before Orlando returned.

Elijah walked into his house and flopped down on the couch. Pressing his thumb and index finger to the bridge of his nose. “Fuck,” he said aloud. Laying back, he shut his eyes and just listened to the quiet sounds of the house around him, but was soon interrupted.

“Fuck what?” Elijah jumped straight off the couch and whirled around to see Dominic facing him.

“Jesus Christ! What the hell Dom! You trying to kill me?” Elijah squeaked out, “What the fuck are you doing here anyway?”

“Returning that Pumpkins CD I borrowed.” Dominic said, a bit taken aback. “I called you the other day, said I was gonna come by and give it to you...”

“Right. Sorry, Dom. You just freaked me out is all.” Elijah said, sitting back down. Dominic gave Elijah a quizzical look.

“You all right?” Dominic sat down beside Elijah. “You seem kinda nervous.”

“I guess I am. I spent the night at Orli and Vig’s- slept on the couch,” he quickly added. “How’d you get in?”

“Spare key, undhe fhe flower planter outside. But don’t change the subject. What’s wrong?” Dominic looked hard at Elijah. “C’mon, spill.”

“I’m meeting Karl for lunch tomorrow.” Elijah said.

“So?” Dominic said a bit puzzled. “What’s wrong with Karl? Aside from being from New Zealand.”

“Remember what I told you about Karl about a year back?” Elijah’s blue eyes met Dominic’s gray ones. Dominic thought for a moment, trying to remember.

“Ooooh. Right. The crush thing.” Dominic leaned back and stared up at the ceiling. Then a thought occurred to him. “You’ve talked to Orli about this. Now you’re...”

“Yeah, but I feel really stupid about it. I doubt I’m even gonna tell him. I’m not even sure if Karl likes-”

“Oh, he does,” Dominic interrupted. “He an’ Craig had some fun while we were down there. I’m surprised you didn’t know.”

“Fuck. Are they?”

“No, but you can’t be too sure.” Dominic said. “Good for you then. You deserve some happiness with someone. Even if Karl shoots you down-”

Elijah moaned and covered his face with his hands. The thought of Karl being really offended by the matter…angry even, had never crossed his mind. “I hadn’t thought of that, you fuck.”

“Sorry. Um, yeah, Lijah I’m not really good at this. So, basically, don’t listen to me.”

“I never do, Sblomie.” Elijah quipped.

“Thanks, I think. Well, whatever you decide on, I’ll be here.” Dominic got up and made his way out the door. “Sorry I can’t stay longer-”

“No, it’s ok. I need to take a nap or something.” Elijah rubbed his eye.

“I bet after last night with Orli and Viggo.” Dominic grinned.

Before Elijah thought he just said, “Yeah... Fuck! Orli called you didn’t he?”

“Maybe.” Dominic grinned again. “He kept telling Viggo to stop it with the honey. Beats me.” He shrugged and opened the door.

“And how long ago did you return the CD?” Elijah smiled while thinking of Orlando’s games.

“’Bout an hour ago.”

“Viggo, get your ass into bed already!” Orlando lay sprawled over the covers in bed, holding the TV remote and flipping between channels at an inhuman pace. All he heard was a muffled ‘Cunt’ from the sounds of the toothbrush in Viggo’s mouth. Shutting his eyes, Orlando switched off the TV and looked at the clock. 12:27am. Karl wouldn’t mind if Orlando phoned him. Orlando picked up the cordless on the other side of the bed and dialed Karl’s number. A drowsy Kiwi accent answered him on the other end.

“Hello?”

“Karl! Mate, how are you?” Orlando said cheerfully. Viggo came back into the room, taking off his shirt and throwing it over the chair at the end of the bed. Orlando’s chocolate eyes followed him and watched Viggo’s body glow in the dim light.

“Orlando? What the hell?” Karl sounded a little annoyed. “I was just about asleep.”

“Sorry,” Orlando said quickly, but didn’t mean it. “So what’s up?” Viggo lay down beside him in bed and gave him a kiss on the neck. His hands trailed up and down Orlando’s torso, leaving a tingling sensation on Orlando’s skin whenever he moved. Orlando had to choke back a sigh at the feeling of his lover's touch.

“What’s up? You called at midnight just to ask ‘what’s up’?”

“Yeah, why not? Missed ya, Karl. So does Viggo.” Viggo’s lips were now on Orlando’s collarbone, and his hand drew light circles over the sun tattoo on Orlando’s lower abdomen. Orlando again had to fight back a groan and try and keep his voice from sounding like he was getting horny...

“Ok, Orli,” Karl gave up and decided to play along, “I’ve been getting things together with work and meetings for new projects. Also Ghost Ship soon... Are you listening?”

Viggo’s lips moved their way down lower on Orlando’s chest and stomach, his hand slipped underneath Orli’s boxers and he massaged the inside of Orlando’s thigh. Shutting his eyes tight, ndo ndo started to breath heavier and felt the soft touches of Viggo getting lower and lower...

“Of course I’m listening.”

“Right. As I said Ghost Ship soon and the press for that-” But Karl was cut off by a sharp ‘oh!’, as Orlando felt Viggo slip off his boxers over his erect cock and Viggo’s tongue slowly and teasingly licking it up and down. “Orlando, is Viggo fucking you right now?” Karl had to bite down a laugh, but was also very intrigued by this.

“He... Ah.. Ummm... No, of course not, Karl.”

“Yeah.” Karl didn’t believe a word, “What did you really call me fI’m I’m tired Orli, and don’t want to put up with this bullshit.”

“Ok, Karl. I’ll be... Uuhh straight,” Orlando felt Viggo cupping his balls and slowly moving his hand up and down, stroking him to maximum hardness. Orlando tried to keep this conversation clear but with heat, passion and intense feeling he was having a bloody hard time. He blinked and shook his head, then looked down at Viggo teasing him. “You’re havin’ lunch with Lijah tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah. What of it?”

“Well, did you get the feeling that Lijah- FUCK!” Viggo started to slowly suck and tease Orlando’s head. “Uh, sorry. Did you get the feelin’ that Lijah wanted to tell you somethin’?” Gritting his teeth, Orlando waited for Karl’s answer. His head swam and he felt the velvet of Viggo’s tongue all over his aching hot cock.

Karl listened for a moment and then answered, “Kinda. He seemed like he had something to say but didn’t want to. You know something, Orli?”

“Um... Yeah... Karl... I think Lijah.... Really likes or has... A crush... Fuck! On- on someone.” Orlando’s breathing became harder and he bucked his hips towards Viggo. Feeling the warmth of his mouth, feeling the heat, feeling everything that was so fucking pleasing.

“Oh?” Karl became more interested. “You want me to find out who it is?”

“N-no...” Orlando held the phone farther away from his ear. He stuck his hand down to guide Viggo’s head.

“Well then what, Orli?” Viggo massaged the inside of Orlando’s thigh until he came to the hot, small opening. Lightly he drew circles around it, teasing Orlando. Orlando felt Viggo withdraw his mouth from his aching cock and had to keep from screaming as Viggo rubbed a finger against the small slit, rubbing a little of the pre-cum on his finger. Then once again Orlando gasped and choked as Viggo’s warmth engulfed.
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“I- I think Lijah... Wants to confess... BLOODY HELL!” Orlando cried as Viggo slowly stuck his finger up into his tight opening, finding his sensitive spot.

“Maybe I should call back,” Karl said, knowing exactly what was going on, yet he couldn’t help but grin. Viggo’s attack became more intense and hard. Orlando shut his eyes, not seeing but feeling everything. He felt the familiar shocks of the orgasm to come, and Viggo sped up as if some invisible force told him, too. Biting his lip more, Orlando kept from screaming and giving himself up. Then he heard Viggo’s low purr, “Come for me, Orli.” With the last amount of resistance Orlando gave up and let the heat, pleasure and intensity of the orgasm wash over him.

But as he felt the explosion of sensations he cried out “Elijah fucking loves you Karl!” He felt Viggo choke on him and draw out.

“What?” Orlando heard Karl’s faint answer. Breathing heavily Orlando waited for the room to stop spinning and his lungs to catch up. Viggo looked up at him with surprise, shock, and passion.

“Um Karl?” Orlando said a bit embarrassed.

“Yeah.”

“I- I didn’t mean it to happen like this.”

“What, your orgasm or you telling me that the little hobbit likes me?” Karl laughed. Viggo drew up beside Orlando to catch the remaining bits of damage that Orlando had done.

“The Elijah bit.”

“Well that’s ok, I’ve been thinking of him anyway.”

“Oh?” Orlando sounded a bit surprised. He looked to Viggo and mouthed tharl hrl has been thinking of Elijah. Of course Viggo didn’t understand what the hell he was trying to convey but just nodded all the same.

A few moments passed as Karl thought before he answered. He gave a sigh, “Orli I’ve wanted to fuck that hobbit into the ground from day one.” Silence...

“Fucking hell! HA!” Orlando said amazed. “It’s a wonder you two cunts didn’t hook up earlier!”

“Yeah, well I’ve been a bit side-tracked...”

“*Sure* you have, but Karl, Lijah probably won’t tell you a damn thing tomorrow. If I know anything the dork will dork out and keep those feeling's locked inside and then Vig and I will have a moping hobbit on our hands.”

“Don’t like moping hobbits,” Viggo said to the phone. He wrapped his arm around Orlando and put his chin on Orli’s shoulder, his eyelashes tickling Orlando’s cheek when he blinked.

“Well I guess there is no time like the present,” Karl chuckled nervously.

“Good. So you’ll tell him? Or force it oft of him tomorrow?”

“I guess.”

“Don’t be nervous, Karl,” Viggo said loud enough for him to hear.

“Thanks Vig. I just didn’t expect to find out like this. Coming from Orlando... Pardon the pun,
mates.” Orlando now held the receiver between his and Viggo’s ear. They both groaned at the bad joke.

“Well Karl, I dunno what else to say.” Orlando said, “Let us know how it goes tomorrow. Oh and Elijah will probably be nervous as hell, so if he does something stupid, forgive him, eh?”

“Don’t worry. I have a hunch things are gonna go well.” Karl mused, “Actually now I am glad that I found this out. Thanks Orli, even though Elijah would probably kill you if he knew you told me.”

“Yeah well, that’s me, Cupid Bloom. Not the first time I’ve hooked people up.” Grinning, Orlando kissed Viggo’s forehead. They were about to hang up when all of a sudden the thought hit him.

“Karl, I told Lijah to tell you this but I doubt the lil’ cunt will tell you.”

“Yeah what? Make it quick, I’m tired.” Karl yawned. Orlando gave a quick grin to Viggo and spat out the words before Viggo could stop him.

“How do you feel about a four way?”

Elijah pushed the food around on his plate with his fork, not looking at Karl. He was too nervous. God he wanted to tell him but how could he? This was all so... So silly. He felt like a little girl with a school crush, although in his heart and mind he knew it was something more than just a crush.

“Lijah? You all right?” Karl’s soft words touched Elijah’s ears and broke him out of his train of thought.

“Yeah just thinking about work.” Karl took a sip of his beer and then raised an eyebrow at him.

“Yeah? Anythin’ you want to talk about?”

“Um, no, it’s ok.” Eh blh blushed, and quickly took a sip of his drink to try and cool him off. Fuck, what was wrong with him? He couldn’t get these damned butterflies out of his stomach. Elijah’s eyes slowly trailed up Karl’s blue shirt then up to his neck, lips, eyes... Fuck.

“So how’s everything on the love front?” Karl asked casually. “Any new girlfriends or boyfriends you wanna tell me about?” Elijah’s eyes grew wider. Karl didn’t think those blue gems could get any bigger but they did, and Elijah just stuttered and avoided Karl’s gaze.

“Uh, there is someone...” Elijah trailed off. He felt the heat rise throughout his whole body and began to sweat.

“Really? Do tell.” Karl leaned in over his plate of half-eaten pasta and looked at Elijah through his glasses. The waiter was coming towards their table. Elijah silently wished that he would come and interrupt them, and then the subject would change. But no such luck; the waiter went to the table beside them instead.

“Y-yeah. Um his, his name is-” Elijah felt himself chickening out.

“Name, Elijah?” Kaskeasked after a few more moments of silence.

“Cecil.” Fuck! He couldn’t do it. He felt like a heel, a dork, a coward. Elijah could even manage to tell Karl a simple, ‘I like you’. And Cecil? What the fuck kind of a name is Cecil?

“Cecil?” Karl bit his bottom lip. “Cecil?” He started to laugh. Even though Karl knew it was untrue, he couldn’t contain his laughter at the information that Elijah had given him.

“Yeah.” Elijah started to chuckle at the stupid response.

“So tell me about this ‘Cecil’.” Karl asked, he took up his fork and put a mouthful of pasta into his mouth.

“Uh, well...” Elijah had to think of something quick, “he’s really nice, has a great body and dark hair and eyes.” Fuck, he was practically describing Karl. Elijah blushed some more and looked to Karl eating and watching him at the same time. He felt his chest tighten and he had to get out of there, now. “Karl, could you excuse me?”

“Sure. Anythin’ the matter?”

“No. Just have to go to the boy’s room.”

“Ok. When you get back I want a full report on Cecil.” Chuckling, Karl went back to his plate and Elijah gave a silent groan. He headed towards the men’s room.

Walking in, Elijah looked around. No one else seemed to be in there. He walked up to the sink and looked into the mirror. “You chicken shit.” Slipping off his jean jacket, he placed it down beside the sink and turned the taps on. He splashed cold water over his face. The yellow light of the room reflecting off the marble floor made him look sort of a sickly colour.

“Fucking dork you are, Elijah.” He muttered to himself. Feeling like a coward and his stomach in knots, he walked over to the paper dispenser to dry off his face. He heard the door open and a lock click. He didn’t think twice about it. Turning around he was met with surprise as Karl stood before him.

“Karl?” Elijah stammered. “You-”

“Elijah, I know.” He said simply, his voice low. Moving forward Karl forced Elijah to back up into the wall.

Swallowing hard, Elijah managed to choke out, “You do? Uh, know what, exactly?”

“That you like me.”

“Oh,” Elijah felt his back press against the hard surface of the wall, and he swallowed hard. “Um, you’re not gonna hurt me Karl?” Elijah had no idea why he just said that, but he guessed because he felt the larger than life presence of Karl upon him.

“Hurt you?” Karl sounded a bit puzzled, but then he leaned down and whispered into Elijah’s ear, “No, Lijah, I want to *fuck* you.” Before Elijah could react he felt Karl’s hot lips on his. A ravishing of tongue and lip on him. Elijah fought back and sank into the sensation. Yes! This is what he wanted, for so long, and he couldn’t believe that he didn’t tell Karl sooner.

They broke apart and Karl just stared at him, “I’ve wanted this for a long time...” He then sank Lijah back into another soul-melting kiss. Karl's hands tly tly cupped Elijah’s jaw line and he pulled Elijah off of him. Lifting Elijah’s chin, Karl made a war path along Elijah neck and jaw, licking, sucking and ravishing. He felt the soft vibration of Elijah’s moan through his throat.

“Jesus,” Elijah breathed heavily and he ran his hands along Karl’s chest, massaging his nipples to hardness. The passion seemed to fill the room, and before long they were unbuttoning each other’s pants.

Karl slipped a hand down Elijah’s pants to his groin and gripped his hardness. “Oh fuck!” Elijah moaned. Karl began to stroke it slowly.

“You like that?” Karl said seductively through kisses and licks, “You like it when I touch you down there?”

“Oh fuck yes...” Elijah bit back a cry. Karl then moved his hips closer and rubbed his own hardness on Elijah’s thigh as he straddled Elijah’s leg. He still lightly stroked Elijah’s hardness and the two bit and nipped at each other, trying for the life of them to get more, and to get control.

“Do you like it when I do this?” Karl whispered, he moved his thumb over Elijah’s hot head and rubbed it hard, feeling the moisture seeping out.

“Fuck!” Elijah gasped. He moved down Karl’s sides and then tugged the sides of Karl’s jeans down his hips. Karl’s erection stood tall and Elijah looked down at it while Karl ravished him with kisses on his cheeks and forehead. “Karl...” Elijah sank down to the floor, and felt Karl’s strong fingers leave his cock.

Teasing Karl to the ultimate hardness Elijah kissed around his cock and let his cheek brush against it. Elijah could feel it twitch and heard a throaty moan escape Karl. Elijah then went underneath Karl and licked his cock from base to tip then took him in his mouth.

Karl's hands reached down to guide Elijah’s head as he sucked on the tip and opened wider to let more in. Karl was beyond ecstasy; he could hardly breath. Shutting his eyes tight, he let Elijah conquer him. He felt Elijah’s hand squeeze the base and suck harder.

“Oh fuck...” Karl moaned. He felt Elijah’s mouth leave him and Elijah’s lips on his. Elijah pressed his body closer to Karl’s, letting their bare cocks rub together.

“I want,” Fuck, Elijah felt his orgasm coming, “you in me... Now!” Karl bit on Elijah’s shoulder through his shirt.

“Do you have...” But was cut off by his moan as Elijah stroked him.

“In my wallet.” Elijah said hoarsely. Brng ang away from Karl he reached over hir his jacket by the sink, and reached in for his wallet. He pulled out the small packet and handed it to Karl.

Slipping the condom on himself, Karl gave Elijah another heated kiss. “What about lubricant?” Karl said and he turned Elijah around so that he faced the wall.

“Oh fuck...” Elijah moaned, at this point he didn’t really care if they didn’t have any, “just use the soap.” Too horny and too near the edge to complain or even think about it, Karl moved over to the sink and put some of the liquid soap on his palm and coated his hard cock.

“Have you done this before?” Karl asked Elijah as he rubbed a finger over the small hot opening.

“Yes, just fuckin’ fuck me now Karl.” Elijah pressed his palms hard onto the wall and waited to feel Karl inside. His knitted brows began to sweat and he felt the heat inside of him rise as Karl pressed a finger in.

Feeling him relax, Karl forced another one in and then slowly drew out. Spreading Elijah’s legs more, Karl position himself right and put his head in the tight opening. Clutching onto Elijah, he groaned at the tightness and heat.

“Oh fuck,” Karl whispered and breathed hard. He moved his hand down to Elijah’s cock and gripped it tightly, then began to sink in deeper. He heard a hoarse cry from Elijah, and Karl slowly started to rock in and out and timed each stroke with it.

Karl pumped faster and harder, and Elijah had to keep himself from being slammed into the wall. Suddenly Elijah gave out a hoarse sharp cry as the sensations of his orgasm took over. His body shook and he gasped for breath trying to get a hold of things.

Karl wasn’t much better, he came with a blinding force of pleasure and drove his whole body against Elijah’s shaking one, practically slamming the both of them through the wall. Still gripping Elijah hard, Karl kissed the back of Elijah’s sweat-laden neck, then drew out.

Resting his forehead against the cool wall, Elijah caught his breath and laughed. “What’s funny?” Karl asked and turned Elijah around. Karl put his sticky fingers against both their lips and sighed as Elijah’s soft pink tongue licked them clean.

“I just, fuck...” Elijah stopped and gave Karl a soft lingering kiss, “was *not* expecting this.”

“Nor did I, but I couldn’t take it any longer, not after what Orli told me.”

“Orli? Fucking bastard, he told.” Elijah zipped up his pants and looked at Karl.

“I’m glad he did, Elijah, otherwise we wouldn’t have fucked like this. Or have told each other.”

“So, you’re ok with me liking you?”

“Ok?” Karl laughed and placed another kiss on Elijah, “I’ve wanted to fuck you into the ground since day one. Of course if I had done that I would have probably be arrested.”

“Mmmm I wouldn’t have told. Anything to have you.” Elijah purred and then reached over for his jacket. “I guess we’d better go finish.”

“I’ve already paid the bill. I was hoping this would happen,” Karl leaned in and nipped Elijah’s ear then whispered seductively, “My place or yours?”

“Yours.” They left the restaurant and had to keep from fucking each other right in the parking lot.

TBC.....