Sprite 2 (Josh/Elijah) NC-17

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Title: Sprite 2
Author: moit
Summary: Now that Josh and Elijah have been dating for a while, Elijah takes the reigns.
Pairing: Josh/Elijah
Fandom: Faculty RPF
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, smut
Warnings: slash, top!Elijah, snowballing, rimming, ass-to-mouth
Author's Note: Because honeyandvinegar wanted moar with top!Elijah: "Lij is SO gonna be ready for anything. It'll be Josh's turn to get freaked, expert-smexy!Lij tangling him up into pretzels. :D" Sequel to Sprite.
Word Count: 2,152



Several months into filming, Josh and Elijah’s relationship had reached a semi-fever pitch. Elijah had taken to spending most of his free time at Josh’s apartment, although it wasn’t like he had any friends in Texas other than his cast mates.

And Josh wasn’t complaining.

Currently, he was cuddled up on the couch with a very warm, very drunk Elijah. The boy was so damn adorable when he couldn’t hold his liquor.

Elijah turned his face to kiss the underside of Josh’s jaw. “I’m horny,” he whispered.

“You’re always horny,” Josh scolded lovingly. But he cupped Elijah’s jaw in his hand and kissed him on the lips nonetheless. “All you ever want to do is come over so we can get drunk and fuck.”

“We’re not always drunk when we fuck. And we don’t always fuck when we’re drunk.”

“You win.”

Elijah rolled over so that he was chest-to-chest instead of back-to-chest with his boyfriend. “Well, I got you, didn’t I?”

“That you did,” Josh sighed contently.

“Maybe I’m too drunk to fuck,” Elijah reconsidered, rubbing his nose against the fabric of Josh’s t-shirt.

Josh weaseled a hand between them, cupping the bulge of Elijah’s half-hard dick in his hand. “I highly doubt that.”

Elijah grinned. “Well, in that case . . .”

In a flash, Elijah had Josh on his back and was straddling his flat stomach. “I want to top you this time.”

“I like you on top,” Josh agreed, steadying his hands on Elijah’s hips. He moved his thumbs in small circles over the bones there.

“No,” Elijah said, more forcefully this time. He pressed down with both hands on Josh’s chest, coming dangerously close to his throat. “I want to fuck you this time. Not the other way around.”

Josh’s chest heaved and he stuttered out a breath. This was so much more than he ever could have though to ask for. Who knew little Lijah had such a kink in his chain?

“All right,” Josh said finally, rolling his lips over his teeth. It was a nervous habit he couldn’t seem to get rid of.

Elijah squirmed around a bit more, settling himself farther down Josh’s body. The taller boy brought his legs up higher, bent at the knee, to allow Elijah to lean back against them.

“You sure about this?” Elijah asked, inching Josh’s shirt up ever so slightly, his eyes shiny and dancing from the alcohol he’d consumed.

“If I wasn’t, I’d tell you to get the fuck off me,” Josh replied sweetly.

Elijah leaned down and bit Josh’s earlobe hard enough to make the older boy gasp in surprise. “Thought so.”

Okay, Josh was fully hard now.

Elijah sat back, watching Josh. Considering him. Finally, he placed the nail-bitten fingers of one hand across Josh’s mouth. He lifted the first finger of his free hand to his lips.

“No talking. No screaming. No moaning. No begging. Not unless I tell you.”

Josh’s eyes widened in surprise, but the force of Elijah’s tone and the flashing of his eyes were turning him on like he’d never experienced with his new lover. He put his hands up behind his head, offering himself up in submission.

“Good boy,” Elijah said, taking his hand away.

Josh ran his tongue along his bottom lip, tasting the salt and slight beer-taste from Elijah’s fingertips.

“Take your clothes off.”

Josh raised an eyebrow. Already?

“Take your clothes off!” Elijah shouted, pinching the peaked nipple under Josh’s shirt.

Josh’s back arched and he struggled not to make a noise. For all he knew, Elijah had a flogger hidden in the couch cushions. Without breaking their eye contact, Josh pulled his t-shirt over his head and shimmied out of his jeans (he’d gone commando today, thankfully). The latter was a bit harder to do, considering Elijah was still splayed across his hip and wasn’t very keen on moving. The process caused Josh to press up against Elijah several times. He did his best to avoid thrusting himself against the younger boy. Josh wasn’t sure of the rules to their game, but that didn’t mean he had to lose straight away.

“Very good,” Elijah sighed to himself, finally having planes of bare skin to play with. He stroked Josh from the hollow of his throat, down his chest, over his belly, stopped just before the neatly trimmed pubic hair and started the whole motion again.

“You’ve got such nice skin.”

Josh raised his eyebrows, unsure if he was supposed to answer that. But Elijah ignored him anyway.

“I’d love to mark you up some time, you know that?” Elijah paused. “But not tonight. Tonight, I just want to make you feel . . . so good.” The last two words were said in a rush of breath as Elijah dipped down and swallowed Josh’s cock to the root. That trick was one of the things Josh had discovered about his dear little sprite – Elijah had no gag reflex.

Josh thrust up into the warm cavern of Elijah’s mouth, trying desperately not to come straight away. It was almost harder not to come than to stay silent. Keeping your emotions under control was easy – controlling the intense pleasure curling in your gut like fire was not.

But with or without speaking, Josh couldn’t fight the fire. He gave in and clenched his teeth so hard he was worried they might break. His release came in hot spurts down Elijah’s warm willing throat.

When he finished, Elijah pulled off and crawled back up Josh’s body for a kiss. Josh opened his mouth and realized what Elijah’s plan was when he felt his own hothot release flood his tongue. He swallowed it down, searching Elijah’s mouth for every last drop.

Elijah pulled a way with one last smacking wet kiss to Josh’s lips. “Now you can talk.”

“Wow,” was really the only thing Josh could say.

“Good wow or bad wow?”

“Amazing wow,” Josh replied, pulling Elijah down for another wet kiss. “You still planning to fuck me?”

Elijah rolled his eyes. “Honey, that was just a preview of what’s to come.”

Josh grinned and bucked his hips, setting Elijah just slightly off-center. “Well, don’t leave me hanging, pretty boy.”

Elijah suddenly grabbed Josh’s hair in one hand, tilting his head back to reveal the long expanse of his throat. He licked a line from the hollow between Josh’s collarbones to his chin, biting softly at the tuft of hair there.

“I won’t hang you, I’ll keep you taut and strung tight.”

Josh’s chest heaved as he made a strangled noise in his throat. His mouth fell open and he whimpered softly.

Elijah dipped down and licked at Josh’s open mouth, pulling away when Josh tried to chase his tongue. “This is my playtime now, Joshy. My rules.” He scooted himself farther up Josh’s gloriously nude body until he was straddling his chest. “Take me out and get me wet.”

It wasn’t very easy to see what he was doing because Elijah still had a firm grip on his hair, but Josh knew the feel of his boyfriend’s jeans well enough to unbutton and unzip them without fuss. He reached into the fabric, coming into contact with nothing but warm skin and the soft bristle of Elijah’s pubic hair. He pulled the half-hard cock out gently, petting it with a loving hand. Elijah scooted closer to brush the head of his cock against Josh’s full lips.

“Suck it,” he said softly, nudging Josh’s mouth open farther.

Josh’s mouth opened to accommodate Elijah’s length, groaning with pleasure as it slid inside. Elijah braced his free hand on the couch behind Josh’s head, the hand in his hair tightening. Elijah’s arm trembled with the strain of holding himself at such an angle. He only thrust into the warm cavern of Josh’s mouth a few times before pulling out.

Elijah stood up. He would have looked comical with his hard cock hanging out of his jeans, had Josh not been suddenly and completely aroused again.

“Roll over and kneel with your hands on the back of the couch.”

Lithely, Josh rolled himself up and over, pillowing his face on his folded arms as he arched his back and thrust his ass in the air. Elijah stripped quickly and stepped forward, rubbing his hands over the pale globes of Josh’s ass lovingly. He massaged the cheeks in circles, carefully prying Josh open and inching his thumbs closer to his entrance.

Elijah’s tongue flicked out and swiped over the very base of Josh’s spine. Above him, Josh’s body shuddered visibly in anticipation. Elijah grinned and stuck his tongue back out, running it down the smooth crease of Josh’s ass, inhaling the pleasing scent of man. His man.

When he got to the pouty little hole, he licked over it and then blew a stream of cool air to watch it pucker and twitch in response. He giggled softly and steadied his hands on Josh’s hips. “Like that?”

“Elijah,” Josh ground out. “Don’t tease me, babe.” He wiggled his luscious ass in effort to tempt Elijah back in.

Elijah stopped teasing. He buried his face between the cheeks of Josh’s ass, eating him for all he had. He licked and slurped Josh’s hole, moaning in satisfaction. He sneaked one hand around Josh’s boy to grasp his rock-hard cock. Giving Josh’s hole one last lick, he pulled away, still stroking his cock.

“Time to get his party started, I think,” he whispered hotly into Josh’s ear and then licked a wet stripe over it.

Josh whimpered and pressed back, seeking out some friction. His fingers dug into the leather of the couch, his only manner of finding purchase to ground himself. If Elijah didn’t fuck him soon, he was likely to explode.

Elijah’s hand left Josh’s cock to guide his own to Josh’s hole. He rubbed the tip over the entrance to Josh’s body, teasing him. When Josh let out a high-pitched whine, Elijah pressed forward until he was up against Josh’s body from shoulders down to where they were joined in the most intimate way. He bent his head down to the curve of Josh’s shoulder, where he nibbled gently. Elijah’s hands roamed freely over Josh’s smooth skin, tweaking his nipples, working his cock, and altogether burning fire across his skin with his touch.

When Josh couldn’t take it any longer, he pulled away from Elijah’s cock just enough to make him move, and pushed backwards onto him again. Elijah groaned loudly against Josh’s cheek.

“Fuck yeah, baby. Take what you want.”

Elijah smoothed both his hands to Josh’s hips to steady himself. He watched with satisfaction as Josh arched his back, pressing himself onto Elijah’s cock. Elijah slid one hand around Josh’s body, cradling him.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he sighed, taking control of the thrusts.

“Why . . . didn’t you?” Josh asked between breaths.

“Thought you’d never let me.”

“Well I’m glad you—oh, fuck!” Josh’s head fell forward onto the back of the couch as Elijah hit the spot inside him that made him see stars.

Elijah’s smile was all teeth as he hit the spot repeatedly, taking Josh’s cock in hand once more. “Gonna fill my hand, boy?” he growled, allowing the alcohol in his blood to give him courage.

“Yesssss,” Josh panted out. He clenched reflexively around Elijah as he jerked and spurted into his boyfriend’s hand. When he finished, Elijah lifted his hand and sucked Josh’s release of his hand with lewdly wet smacks of his mouth, making Josh wish he could come again.

Elijah pulled out and stepped away from the couch. Josh looked over his shoulder, curious. “You haven’t finished . . .?”

Elijah licked his lips, looking nervous and predatory at the same time. “I want you to get down on your knees and finish me with your mouth.”

Josh hesitated for a moment. And then he got down on his knees.

Elijah threw his head back and moaned as Josh swallowed him down. In his aroused state, with Josh’s unbelievably talented tongue, it didn’t take very long for Elijah to come with a cry down Josh’s throat.

Josh stood up, groaning at the popping sound his knees made. He sat gingerly on the couch and pulled Elijah into his arms.

“That was . . .”

“Incredible?” Elijah supplied. He tipped his head back against Josh’s chest. Josh kissed him on the tip of his perfect nose.

“You took the words right out of my mouth.”

Elijah yawned widely in response.

“Tired?” Josh asked, pulling the blanket from the back of the couch over their nude, rapidly cooling bodies.

“I think I sweated all the alcohol out,” Elijah replied with a giggle. He snuggled down against Josh’s warm body.

They both enjoyed the occasional role-reversal, but it was always nice to go back to the way things usually were.