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Title: Vent (after the song)
Author: Christina
Rating: NC-17 baby!
Disclaimer: if it were true I would have better things to do;)
Summary: Dom is a bad boy and Orli has to keep him out of trouble.
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VENT: Shut your mouth-my mother said. Don't saddle me-with selfishness. Do you feel your tongue quivering? It's moments like these I revel in. Your conversation never sticks. 'Cause no truth in you exists. Yeah you bite before you lick. I love ya 'cause you're such a prick! One more time, don’t fashion me-with stylish word of ramblings. Do you feel my pulse lingering? It's moments like these I revel in….
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Dominic was such a slut, Orlando thought to himself. Dom had been dancing with almost every person in the club all night. Of course Orli had been bumping with just as many, but that wasn’t the point. The point was, and Orli knew this for a fact, Dom couldn’t take any of them home tonight or he would be cheating on his boyfriend. And unlike Orlando, Dom was doing more than just dancing.
Orlando would catch Dom with hands under articles of clothing or his lips caressing pieces of exposed skin. Every few seconds Dominic would look over in Orli’s direction with a silly grin that Orlando thought should be illegal and Orlando would try to glare back at him as fiercely as he could.
Orlando knew that Dom’s boyfriend would be so jealous if he could witness this public spectacle--a direct defiance of course. Dom was supposed to behave tonight. His boyfriend had told him to and then not trusting him, Orli went out with Dom to keep him out of trouble. Hell lot of good it was doing. Dominic loved to show how much of a badass he was.
Neither of them showed interest in dancing together. No, that wouldn’t be part of the rules. How was Orlando supposed to keep Dom safe, though, with so many bodies between the two of them?
They both stayed on the dance floor, not drinking but by the way Dom was touching--no groping--everyone, Orlando knew he’d taken something before going out. And watching the way Dom moved was starting to Orl Orlando very hot.
The guy’s dance techniques could rival that of any contortionist. Orli felt himself getting so turned on that he knew the girl dancing with him could feel his hard cock rubbing against her. She probably thought that it was her making him react. Well, she was really cute. Blonde and tanned, but his eyes kept going to Dom. He’d grown his hair out and was wearing dark eyeliner. Dommie thought he was punk. Orlando guessed Dom *was* punk.
Dom’s hair was plastered to sweaty over his forehead and Orli could see the sheen of it all over Dom’s exposed skin. He wanted to go over to him and lick the salty taste of it off of his neck. Right there in that spot where he knew made Dom moan. Well, where Dom’s boyfriend knew made him moan. But Orlando knew he couldn’t. Dom wouldnet het him. Dom was fucked up like that and that made Orli even hotter. The body he was dancing with--it was a boy now--was warm and inviting and Orlando pressed into the guy’s back, rubbing himself against this stranger.
He closed his eyes and let himself believe for a moment that the hips he was holding were Dom’s. He was so into it that he didn’t realize that the song had ended and the body was going to be replaced by another. This one was horny. Orlando could feel the bulge grinding into his thigh.
He opened his eyes to see who the new assailant was and he was shocked to find Dom’s blue-grey, lined eyes greeting his own. The heat in them reminded Orli why he had come out with Dom. Those eyes could make anyone want him and Orlando knew that first-hand. Right now would be a good time to stop dancing, Orli’s brain told him, but his body wasn’t listening. And Orlando found himself wanting to just take off or take off Dom’s clothes right there. But wouldn’t that be wrong? He knew it would be. He wasn’t supposed to be touching him. He was only supposed to be watching.
He could have protested when Dom led him off the dance floor and into the men’s washroom. He could have pushed Dom away when he was pulled into the stall and immediately ravished by those devilishly hot lips. He could have done anything except kissing back, but he didn’t. He wanted Dom. He was such a prick.
His tongue roamed Dom’s mouth before going down further to the place he’d fantasized of licking earlier, adding a little nibble there as well. The skin tasted warm and wet and salty under his lips and hearing Dom’s groan nearly threw him over the edge of everything. He could have ripped off the guy’s jeans and fucked him dry but that wouldn’t have gone over well.
“Do you have…?” Orlando started as he lowered both their pants.
“Mmm…my pocket…. No the back one.” Dom guided his hand to the back of his jeans that were already bunched up under his ass. And Orlando found the little tube of lube there.
“Cherry?” He was to rushed to be amused. “Turn around.” He wanted to make it rough and quick. Dom complied facing the wall with his hands on the cool tile. Orlando smoothed the lube over his hard dick and went straight to Dom’s tight hole with no other prep time. Orli knew Dom could take it. Dom wanted it just as bad. And as Orlando pressed inside none too slowly, he reached over to grasp Dom’s cock.
“Ahhh…’Lando.” Dom breathed and moved slightly. Unsure which way he wanted to go, Orli supposed. But Orlando matched his thrusts with the strokes and soon Dom was crying out. That’s one thing Orli also knew about Dom. He wasn’t quiet when he was fucking, but Orli got off on that. Dom’s gasps and moans were littered with: “’Lando”, “oh God.” and “fuck yes!” until he finally shouted out with a: “Ah I’m cumming!”
And Orlando felt the quivering all around him as Dom came over his hand and down the tiled wall. The tight pulsing sent Orli to the edge right afterward and he came with a primitive sound. The bathroom was unusually quiet but a few seconds passed and there were sounds of guys’ voices starting up again. Orlando was glad that they didn’t cheer or he would have felt worse than he did about taking Dom into the bathroom.
“Dom. I’m sorry.” He looked down the whole time while pulling his pants back up. “This…this wasn’t supposed to happen.”
“’Lando….” Dom quickly did his own jeans up and brought Orli’s face up to meet his.
“But I was going to just watch you. Not to be the over-protective boyfriend, but just to let you have a night out.” Orli knew he’d failed miserably.
“I came to you. I like the over-protective boyfriend.” Dom’s grin was wide and mischievous. “Besides, I was sick of watching you grind up to other people. It was making me so horny.”
Orlando laughed. The one night he gave Dom to be a slut, the gwitcwitched roles. “Okay. We both suck.”
“No. We’ll do that later.” Dom snickered opening the stall door. “Right now I want to dance again.”
The end.
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