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Dom snorted and pointed to the screen. “Hey, Lij! Come in here!”
Elijah emerged from the kitchen, wiping his hands on a tea towel. “What is it, Dom?” he asked, looking where Dom was pointing. He laughed. “Ah, man, that was a fun day.”
“Yeah, it was,” Dom agreed, sipping his Pepsi can and re-winding the home video. He slouched further into the couch cushions, his Spiderman undies slipping low over his hips before he pulled them up again. Elijah licked his lips, and glanced back at the pile of washing up he was in the middle of.
Sighing, he returned to it, sorting out the forks and spoons from the plates and plunging his hands into the hot, soapy water. His mind drifted as he ran the dishcloth over the smooth metal handle of a long serving spoon, and a slow, happy smile spread over his lips as he thought of the night before, taking Dom out to dinner, having the time of their lives talking about absolutely nothing.
A sound brought him out of his reverie, and he looked into the living room, realising what it was. Dom was burping the alphabet. Lij put the dishcloth down, taking his gloves off, and stood in the doorway to watch. Dom kept sipping his can of fizzy drink, and Elijah laughed, clapping. “That’s fucking impressive,” he giggled as Dom finished.
“Yeah, but I can only get up to J, no matter how hard I try to do K it won’t come,” Dom pouted, giving one last try before he gave up. “Fuck it.”
Elijah giggled again, and sat next to him, resting his head next to Dom’s on the couch back. He kissed Dom, his hands resting on his throat, in his hair. Dom’s hands found their familiar way to Lij’s ass, and Elijah reciprocated the grope. Spiderman became stretched as Dom got harder, and Lij giggled into his lips as his hands brushed against it.
“Come on,” Dom whispered. “I want to ravish you.”
“But – the washing up! It won’t do itself, you know,” Elijah protested, laughing and trying to wriggle out of Dom’s grasp.
That only made Dom grab his ass again and pull him towards his groin. “Sod the washing up,” he said, kissing Elijah’s neck.
Elijah pounced, his heart soaring, sending Dom crashing onto his back, and straddled him. “Alright then,” he winked, the biggest, goofiest grin on his face as he put his hands down Dom’s underwear. Dom laughed, eyes sparkling, and kissed him silly.