Fic: Cheap
Jun. 2nd, 2008 02:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
silentdescanttitle: Cheap
pairing: (it's a surprise. :D)
rating: R
words: 250+
warning: D/s implications
summary: Dom waits for approval.
notes: thank you to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
random_yayness, for helping me tweak a few things. :)
Elijah sneers as he takes in Dom's appearance; he's wearing jeans with more holes than denim, and flashy, sparkly decorations on what's left, and a t-shirt tight enough that his muscles and his nipples are clearly visible. On his face, he's got dark eye makeup and what looks like a bit of lipstick, or lip gloss at the very least. His hair is its usual tousled blonde mess, streaking across his forehead and brushing against his eyelashes.
Dom stands still, hands in loose fists at his sides, waiting for Elijah's verdict. Elijah notices the myriad of colors on his fingernails.
"You look like a 10-cent whore," Elijah bites out, fixing his icy stare on Dom's face again. Dom meets his gaze and holds it, though his cheeks flame red. "And I'm not sure you're even worth that much."
"He is," Billy says smugly from the doorway, where he's standing with his arms crossed over his chest. Elijah looks over at him and raises an eyebrow; Billy's posture and facial expression scream of amusement and less-than-gentle teasing.
Elijah looks back at Dom in time to see him bite his lip. He's still staring straight at Elijah, and had been even when Elijah'd looked away.
"Prove it," Elijah murmurs, giving Dom a challenging grin. Billy uncrosses his arms and walks slowly over to them. Dom's focus jumps between Elijah and Billy a few times, finally settling on Billy, who shakes his head and crosses his arms again.
"You heard him, Dommeh," Billy says with a nod towards Elijah. "Prove it."
fin.
pairing: (it's a surprise. :D)
rating: R
words: 250+
warning: D/s implications
summary: Dom waits for approval.
notes: thank you to
random_yayness, for helping me tweak a few things. :)Elijah sneers as he takes in Dom's appearance; he's wearing jeans with more holes than denim, and flashy, sparkly decorations on what's left, and a t-shirt tight enough that his muscles and his nipples are clearly visible. On his face, he's got dark eye makeup and what looks like a bit of lipstick, or lip gloss at the very least. His hair is its usual tousled blonde mess, streaking across his forehead and brushing against his eyelashes.
Dom stands still, hands in loose fists at his sides, waiting for Elijah's verdict. Elijah notices the myriad of colors on his fingernails.
"You look like a 10-cent whore," Elijah bites out, fixing his icy stare on Dom's face again. Dom meets his gaze and holds it, though his cheeks flame red. "And I'm not sure you're even worth that much."
"He is," Billy says smugly from the doorway, where he's standing with his arms crossed over his chest. Elijah looks over at him and raises an eyebrow; Billy's posture and facial expression scream of amusement and less-than-gentle teasing.
Elijah looks back at Dom in time to see him bite his lip. He's still staring straight at Elijah, and had been even when Elijah'd looked away.
"Prove it," Elijah murmurs, giving Dom a challenging grin. Billy uncrosses his arms and walks slowly over to them. Dom's focus jumps between Elijah and Billy a few times, finally settling on Billy, who shakes his head and crosses his arms again.
"You heard him, Dommeh," Billy says with a nod towards Elijah. "Prove it."
fin.