Ficlet: Slutty (1/1)
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salixbabylonTitle/Prompt: "Slutty" from the 28-fics-meme (30 actually)
Pairing: Elijah/Karl for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lozateazer
Author:salixbabylon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 383
Disclaimer: Complete fiction. I am implying nothing about the real sexual preferences of the actors herein. Absolutely no disrespect is meant to them.
When Karl came on set, Elijah watched him. Watched him like he'd first watched Dominic, then Orlando, then Bean. Watched them in bars, in clubs, on the set. Flirting. Dancing. Chatting up women, girls. Men and boys too, sometimes. Easy and confident and sometimes blatantly slutty. The four of them would fuck anyone, any time, any place. Well, maybe not Bean, although he still radiated that same vibe of pure sex.
Karl, though, he did it a bit differently than the three Brits. They knew they were hot, all four of them. That sex was theirs for the taking, any time they wanted. That no one, regardless of gender, was out of their league. For Orli and Dom, though, it was a fun game, "how much can I score before I get tired of it," no consequences, no hard feelings, no entanglements. Bean knew all about entanglements, about what happened when you got too involved, even by accident. Now he mostly seemed to play the game for the thrill of the chase and Elijah had no idea how often he actually got some.
But Karl. He played for keeps. Gave off the air of someone who didn't care one way or the other whether you wanted to fuck him, but once you'd showed any sign of interest, that was it – he demanded total faithfulness. Once you'd had Karl, you were part of his harem, Elijah noticed, and if you got too flirty with anyone else, danced too close, touched too long, Karl would be there to bring you back to him. Slutty, but possessive.
There was something so dangerous about him that he fascinated Elijah. All that focus and determination and power, hinting at exciting and dangerous games in the bedroom. Karl wanted everyone and he wanted everything they could possibly give. Every ounce. If Orli and Dom played for the joy of it and Sean for the challenge, then Karl played for the control.
And that was exactly how Elijah wanted to be but knew he never could with his innocent face and small body. He craved the power, the control, the confidence. The easy grace of domination.
So Elijah watched, learning all the different ways to play the game. Watched and wished, and waited for the day he could play, too.
~end~
Pairing: Elijah/Karl for
lozateazerAuthor:
salixbabylonRating: PG-13
Word Count: 383
Disclaimer: Complete fiction. I am implying nothing about the real sexual preferences of the actors herein. Absolutely no disrespect is meant to them.
When Karl came on set, Elijah watched him. Watched him like he'd first watched Dominic, then Orlando, then Bean. Watched them in bars, in clubs, on the set. Flirting. Dancing. Chatting up women, girls. Men and boys too, sometimes. Easy and confident and sometimes blatantly slutty. The four of them would fuck anyone, any time, any place. Well, maybe not Bean, although he still radiated that same vibe of pure sex.
Karl, though, he did it a bit differently than the three Brits. They knew they were hot, all four of them. That sex was theirs for the taking, any time they wanted. That no one, regardless of gender, was out of their league. For Orli and Dom, though, it was a fun game, "how much can I score before I get tired of it," no consequences, no hard feelings, no entanglements. Bean knew all about entanglements, about what happened when you got too involved, even by accident. Now he mostly seemed to play the game for the thrill of the chase and Elijah had no idea how often he actually got some.
But Karl. He played for keeps. Gave off the air of someone who didn't care one way or the other whether you wanted to fuck him, but once you'd showed any sign of interest, that was it – he demanded total faithfulness. Once you'd had Karl, you were part of his harem, Elijah noticed, and if you got too flirty with anyone else, danced too close, touched too long, Karl would be there to bring you back to him. Slutty, but possessive.
There was something so dangerous about him that he fascinated Elijah. All that focus and determination and power, hinting at exciting and dangerous games in the bedroom. Karl wanted everyone and he wanted everything they could possibly give. Every ounce. If Orli and Dom played for the joy of it and Sean for the challenge, then Karl played for the control.
And that was exactly how Elijah wanted to be but knew he never could with his innocent face and small body. He craved the power, the control, the confidence. The easy grace of domination.
So Elijah watched, learning all the different ways to play the game. Watched and wished, and waited for the day he could play, too.
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Date: 2006-06-23 09:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-23 11:47 pm (UTC)God knows it took me a while, though. *blush*
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Date: 2006-06-27 11:20 am (UTC)Silly you, posting it while I was away! *snogs* So glad I decided to come back and visit you today before bed!
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Date: 2006-06-27 11:21 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-06-27 07:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-27 04:31 pm (UTC)You can always visit me before bed! *leers*
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Date: 2006-06-27 07:09 pm (UTC)