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Taste/Feel

By: MerenwenFefalas
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Taste/Feel

This is fiction. Made up.

Taste/Feel
By Sonja (limey_sugar@yahoo.co.uk)
Orlando Bloom/Elijah Wood
R-ish. Or NC-17.
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Elijah closed his eyes and remembered

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the way Orlando’s skin had tasted. He’d just licked him once, on a drunken dare from Dom, right there on the little patch of skin right below Orli’s left ear; but now the taste of that little patch of skin was burnt onto his tongue forever.

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All those flavours at once, blending together to make one delicious Orlando. Orlando, whom Elijah had wanted to fuck completely senseless since two minutes after meeting him. Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration. One minute.

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Would Orlando’s nipples have the same wondrous flavour? Would the flat of his stomach? The insides of his thighs?

Would Orlando tremble at the sensation of Elijah’s tongue teasing him open?

Elijah lay in his bed in the dark, wondering all of these things with one hand curled around his cock. With his eyes closed, and the taste of Orlando in his mouth, he could almost [almost] imagine it was Orlando into whom he was thrusting over and over again instead of his own fist.

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Orlando closed his eyes and remembered

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the way Elijah’s tongue had felt. Elijah’d just licked him once, on a drunken dare from Dom, right there on the little patch of skin right below his left ear; but now the feel of that tongue was burnt onto Orli’s skin forever.

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All those sensations at once, mingling to make one perfect Elijah. Elijah, who Orlando had wanted to fuck him completely senseless since one minute after meeting him. Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration. Thirty seconds.

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Would Elijah’s lips have the same jolting electricity in them? Would his hands? His fingers?

Would Elijah put him on his hands and knees and take him hard from behind?

Orlando lay in his bed in the dark, wondering all of these things with his knees slightly bent, one hand between his legs. With his eyes closed, and the feel of Elijah on his skin, he could almost [almost] imagine it was Elijah’s cock disappearing into him instead of his own fingers.

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