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I haven't the faintest idea if this works or not. I liked writing it, but I don't know if I got my point across at all. I was trying to avoid the bashing-over-the-head method, then thought it was too vague and added a little, then thought it was too obvious and cut a little, and at about this point my brain exploded. So. Here we go.
Title: Perfect Pair
Pairing: BB/EW and a splash of DM
Rating: PG
Summary: Elijah and Billy suit each other. Really.
Archive: TAKE IT. PLEASE... just tell me where
Feedback: is a wonderful thing
Disclaimer: None of this happened. I don't know the sexuality of anyone involved.
Notes: Improv fic for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
contrelamontre. Supposed to convey a sense of longing. 30-minute time limit.
Elijah and Billy suit each other. No one's quite sure why. They seem like the unlikeliest of pairs. Youngest and oldest of the hobbits, Hollywood and Glasgow, countless movies and a life on a stage. But they suit each other.
Billy's eyes crinkle up when he laughs. He laughs a lot when he's drunk. If someone surprises him at just the right moment, he shrieks like a girl. His voice is warm and lilting. A person could listen to him talk forever.
Elijah likes a lot of things about Billy.
He especially likes watching Billy surf. Billy isn't very good, but that doesn't matter. What matters is the expression on his face when he actually catches a wave, and rides it. That's when Elijah is treated to the ear-to-ear Billy grin. Even from the beach, Elijah can hear him laughing. And he pictures Billy's eyes crinkling up as he laughs.
"Hey, that's a pretty good one!" Dominic shouts at the lone figure on the surfboard. He flops down on the sand next to Elijah, body radiating warmth.
Elijah keeps his gaze fixed on the surfing Billy. Dominic is probably smirking at him right this very second, but Elijah won't look to make sure.
A sharp nudge in the ribs. "Your boyfriend's getting better at this stuff," Dominic says in his rich, very British accent. His voice is light and teasing, mischievous and friendly.
"Yeah," Elijah says, trying to ignore Dominic's cheerful drawl.
Billy runs down the sand towards them, dripping wet and grinning like a loon. "Did you see that? Did you?"
His rolling Scottish lilt isn't quite as charming anymore. But Elijah smiles at him anyway. Because Billy suits him.
* * * * *
Billy and Elijah go well together. Some people don't really see the chemistry, but it's there. They balance each other out. They learn from each other. It's a good system. It has its flaws, but overall Billy and Elijah go well together.
Elijah is a considerate smoker. He never blows smoke in anyone else's direction, even if they're nicotine addicts, too. He giggles a little too easily, and a little too high-pitched. His hair is all tousled when he wakes up. His eyes practically glow when he's excited. He gets excited a little too easily, too.
Billy is fond of Elijah and his silly little faults.
He's especially fond of early-morning Elijah, in the trailer. Elijah's smile is sleepy, and his eyes are almost muted. He isn't as twitchy. He puts on CD after CD, and the music can be soft and soothing or loud and obnoxious. But Billy doesn't mind, because Elijah loves this eclectic variety of sound.
"Wonder who made this album," Dominic comments from his chair, leaning forward so that his words are for Billy alone. "I'm guessing it involves a few screechy cats and a dead guitarist."
Billy is careful not to turn around. Dominic isn't exactly at peak funny levels in the mornings, and Billy really ought to tease him about it. But he won't even allow himself a glance over his shoulder.
A loud roaring noise emanates from the other end of the trailer, words garbled by the flimsy partition. Dominic laughs, practically in Billy's ear. "Elijah, I think Sir Ian is saying you have hideous taste in music." His breath is warm on the back of Billy's neck. He's still chuckling, a light rumble that only Billy can hear.
Elijah giggles like a maniac as he gets up to change the CD. He has a high-pitched giggle. It isn't quite as cute as it usually is, but Billy laughs with him anyway. Because he and Elijah go well together.
* * * * *
Elijah and Billy make a good team. Everyone says opposites attract. And there are a few things they have in common, and those are the important ones. They make a good team.
Their first experiments together were a little awkward, as comfort fucks can be. Both had more experience with women than with men, and they didn't quite know how to go about it properly. But they figured it out quickly enough.
They appreciate each other.
They especially appreciate each other's gentle understanding. Before sex, during sex, after sex, whenever. Not that they're always physically gentle, but Billy understands Elijah understands Billy very well indeed. They laughed -- a little embarrassed -- the first time, when they realized they'd both groaned the same name.
They're better about that now. Billy remembers to whisper "Elijah," as Elijah grabs him and remembers to moan "Billy."
And if they're both thinking of someone else -- well, who needs to know? And they're sure Dominic doesn't notice, because Elijah and Billy make a good team.
THE END
In other news, 3 days and 6 hours. Oh, and the dratted letter hasn't come yet.
Title: Perfect Pair
Pairing: BB/EW and a splash of DM
Rating: PG
Summary: Elijah and Billy suit each other. Really.
Archive: TAKE IT. PLEASE... just tell me where
Feedback: is a wonderful thing
Disclaimer: None of this happened. I don't know the sexuality of anyone involved.
Notes: Improv fic for
contrelamontre. Supposed to convey a sense of longing. 30-minute time limit.Elijah and Billy suit each other. No one's quite sure why. They seem like the unlikeliest of pairs. Youngest and oldest of the hobbits, Hollywood and Glasgow, countless movies and a life on a stage. But they suit each other.
Billy's eyes crinkle up when he laughs. He laughs a lot when he's drunk. If someone surprises him at just the right moment, he shrieks like a girl. His voice is warm and lilting. A person could listen to him talk forever.
Elijah likes a lot of things about Billy.
He especially likes watching Billy surf. Billy isn't very good, but that doesn't matter. What matters is the expression on his face when he actually catches a wave, and rides it. That's when Elijah is treated to the ear-to-ear Billy grin. Even from the beach, Elijah can hear him laughing. And he pictures Billy's eyes crinkling up as he laughs.
"Hey, that's a pretty good one!" Dominic shouts at the lone figure on the surfboard. He flops down on the sand next to Elijah, body radiating warmth.
Elijah keeps his gaze fixed on the surfing Billy. Dominic is probably smirking at him right this very second, but Elijah won't look to make sure.
A sharp nudge in the ribs. "Your boyfriend's getting better at this stuff," Dominic says in his rich, very British accent. His voice is light and teasing, mischievous and friendly.
"Yeah," Elijah says, trying to ignore Dominic's cheerful drawl.
Billy runs down the sand towards them, dripping wet and grinning like a loon. "Did you see that? Did you?"
His rolling Scottish lilt isn't quite as charming anymore. But Elijah smiles at him anyway. Because Billy suits him.
* * * * *
Billy and Elijah go well together. Some people don't really see the chemistry, but it's there. They balance each other out. They learn from each other. It's a good system. It has its flaws, but overall Billy and Elijah go well together.
Elijah is a considerate smoker. He never blows smoke in anyone else's direction, even if they're nicotine addicts, too. He giggles a little too easily, and a little too high-pitched. His hair is all tousled when he wakes up. His eyes practically glow when he's excited. He gets excited a little too easily, too.
Billy is fond of Elijah and his silly little faults.
He's especially fond of early-morning Elijah, in the trailer. Elijah's smile is sleepy, and his eyes are almost muted. He isn't as twitchy. He puts on CD after CD, and the music can be soft and soothing or loud and obnoxious. But Billy doesn't mind, because Elijah loves this eclectic variety of sound.
"Wonder who made this album," Dominic comments from his chair, leaning forward so that his words are for Billy alone. "I'm guessing it involves a few screechy cats and a dead guitarist."
Billy is careful not to turn around. Dominic isn't exactly at peak funny levels in the mornings, and Billy really ought to tease him about it. But he won't even allow himself a glance over his shoulder.
A loud roaring noise emanates from the other end of the trailer, words garbled by the flimsy partition. Dominic laughs, practically in Billy's ear. "Elijah, I think Sir Ian is saying you have hideous taste in music." His breath is warm on the back of Billy's neck. He's still chuckling, a light rumble that only Billy can hear.
Elijah giggles like a maniac as he gets up to change the CD. He has a high-pitched giggle. It isn't quite as cute as it usually is, but Billy laughs with him anyway. Because he and Elijah go well together.
* * * * *
Elijah and Billy make a good team. Everyone says opposites attract. And there are a few things they have in common, and those are the important ones. They make a good team.
Their first experiments together were a little awkward, as comfort fucks can be. Both had more experience with women than with men, and they didn't quite know how to go about it properly. But they figured it out quickly enough.
They appreciate each other.
They especially appreciate each other's gentle understanding. Before sex, during sex, after sex, whenever. Not that they're always physically gentle, but Billy understands Elijah understands Billy very well indeed. They laughed -- a little embarrassed -- the first time, when they realized they'd both groaned the same name.
They're better about that now. Billy remembers to whisper "Elijah," as Elijah grabs him and remembers to moan "Billy."
And if they're both thinking of someone else -- well, who needs to know? And they're sure Dominic doesn't notice, because Elijah and Billy make a good team.
THE END
In other news, 3 days and 6 hours. Oh, and the dratted letter hasn't come yet.
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Date: 2002-12-14 03:20 pm (UTC)I loved that!
So poignant and sad. Poor Billy! Poor Lij! Poor Dom!
That was really, really thought provoking.
And yes it DID work and thanks for sharing
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Date: 2002-12-14 03:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-12-14 03:40 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-12-14 04:02 pm (UTC)Thanks for the feedback!
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Date: 2002-12-14 03:57 pm (UTC)sequel. threesome. pwp. sequel. pwp. threesome.
/subliminal hints.
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Date: 2002-12-14 04:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-19 11:11 pm (UTC)Do you KNOW what I'm currently trying to write?! DAMN YOU AND YOUR SUBLIMINAL HINTS! It took 'em a friggin' MONTH, but judging by the two-page piece of crap currently residing on my hard drive, they actually sunk in! That's it, when this threesome thingy tanks horribly due to lack-of-smut-writing-skills, I'm blaming you!
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Date: 2002-12-16 11:31 am (UTC)I liked this too--nice little ending there. Poor Dom. :D
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Date: 2002-12-16 02:28 pm (UTC)And thank you!
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Date: 2002-12-16 12:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-12-16 02:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-12-16 12:39 pm (UTC)very clever, very lovely. love it.
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Date: 2002-12-16 02:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-12-24 08:42 pm (UTC)*thinks she's finally caught up on your fics now*