The Doll House

AN: Hey everyone I'm back, sorry it took longer to update (I've been ill unfortunatly) after my trip.  But chapter 7 is already done and chapter 8 I'm working on it.  After that there'll only be chapter 9 and 10 to write and then it'll be done.  I hope you enjoy this, thanks to you all for reviewing (replies at bottom)  and for reading.  Please carrying on R&R Huggins to Reike for her wonderful support.

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Christmas tunes came from the piano, Matthew’s long fingers running over the keys.  The guests of the Doll House were slowly finding their seats in the ballroom that had been set up with white comfortable chairs all facing the stage on which the boys would be preforming their Revue.  Nathaniel was rather pleased with his supreme organisation skills, even when the world attempted to thwart his superior intellect by throwing a violet eyed nymph at him. He had managed to kiss the boy again, in the kitchen when he had turned around and their lips had collided.  Elliot’s reaction had been the same as the first time he had kissed him.  The boy had melted into a puddle of desire in his arms.  Unfortunately he had been called away by his security to deal with a guest who had over trodden his boundaries.  

Soon everyone was seated and the room was dimed, the lights on the stage came on and Hayden stepped onto it dressed in an emerald green dress and tiny top hat that was perched on his hair that hung in gleaming brown waves around his face.

“Welcome to our Christmas Revue Ladies and Gentlemen.  The Employees of the Doll House would like to present a Variety Show of song, dance and acting.  We hope you enjoyed your meal and now sit back relax, and enjoy the show.”  The curtain was raised and the Revue began.

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Elliot had finished the traditional nativity play and his song.  The Santa dress he had chosen to wear was really short, just covering his ample backside.  Out of the corner of his eye he saw Nathaniel speaking to Izzy, the pink haired boy bouncing enthusiastically.  He was looking particularly good tonight….Nathaniel that was not Izzy.  He was wearing a black designer suit with a cobalt blue shirt that matched his eyes and was open at the neck reveal his smooth tanned chest.  Elliot was distracted by the glimpse of well-toned chest that he forgot the position of the remaining props on stage. He skillfully managed to trip over the largest prop left on stage from “The Night Before Christmas” and land in an ungraceful heap. His dress rode up exposing his backside clad in red silk to the whole room. He flushed from head to toe and frantically tried to right himself.

Nathaniel heard the thump and turned his head to see his favouritelittle doll lying sprawled acrossa chest.  The poor boy was struggling to stand up, making that delightful little silk clad arse wriggle around. He couldn’t take it anymore.  He strode over, to the raven haired boy and slung him over his shoulder.  This was it, he’d had enough of the teasing, the violet eyed boy was going to get what was coming to him.   

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Elliot was too surprised to struggle.  His world turned upside down as he was thrown over a broad shoulder and his eyes were suddenly treated to the lovely view of a well- toned backside clad in black designer trousers.  The spell he seemed to be under fell away as he felt a warm hand land on his silk-clad behind and squeeze.  He began to struggle in earnest.

“Get your slimy hands off me NOW!” he screamed at the top of his lungs, wriggling in an attempt to escape his captor.

However the only effect this had was the hand on his rear-end squeezing harder, forcing an indignant yelp from him as the other arm wrapped more securely around the backs of his knees.  He tried kicking his feet, but that did no good, only the tightening of the grip around his knees.  Elliot heard a door being kicked open and then it slam, as it was shut with some force.  Then he was unceremoniously deposited on something large and soft.  A soft uff escaped him.

He blinked rapidly, opening his mouth to protest, but before he could get a word in, that wonderful talented mouth descended on him again and his brain decided to leave on vacation.  The firm dominating lips moved over his, causing a lot of the blood in his head to go rushing straight to his groin. 

Nathaniel enjoyed the way that the raven haired nymph’s lips became pliant under his.  He worked them slowly, enjoying the languid kiss they shared while the adorable body under him writhed, trying to get any kind of physical contact.  He slipped his tongue forward, nudging Elliot’s lips gently for entry.  They opened easily, letting him slide his tongue into the moist cavern.  Lazily he swirled it around, taking his time to torment the boy beneath him.  Suddenly he felt the other’s tongue nudge at his, Nathaniel flicked it, teasing, sucking, provocatively imitating something that he would like to do later a little further down.

Sitting them both up, Nathaniel continued to kiss the raven haired male, at the same time undoing the ties of that sinful red dress and sliding it off that firm body.  He moved back a little bit and took in the disheveled appearance of his little nymph.   The curls had lost their spring and were now only gentle waves that clung endearingly to his flushed cheeks.  His pouty kissable lips were swollen from all the attention that Nathaniel had been paying to them.  Elliot’s eyes were wide as his chest heaved. His legs (which had also always held an attraction to Nathaniel) were still encased in the white stockings and his feet in the red patent shoes.  The tempting red silk underwear that had called to him so while Elliot had been lying over the case was bulging obscenely in an attempt to contain the cock that wanted to spring free.  Nathaniel smirked.  Nathaniel’s appreciative viewing of the flushed boy gave Elliot enough time to shake free of his lust-induced trace.

“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!”  Elliot scooted backwards until his back hit the headboard of the bed.  He watched with large eyes as Nathaniel prowled towards him like a panther.  To his utter shame he could not contain the squeak that escaped him nor the moan when Nathaniel kissed him again.  “I hate you…”  The protest was feeble attempt to fool himself that this was the truth.  He kissed back, allowing Nathaniel access to his mouth again, wanting to feel that tongue.  His hands reached forward, sliding Nathaniel’s blazer off his shoulders.  He wanted to feel the other man’s skin under his fingers. 

Next his nimble fingers made quick work of the buttons on Nathaniel’s shirt, sliding the garment off his shoulders in a desperate attempt to feel the smooth skin.  He pulled his mouth away from those wonderful kisses and stared at the perfectly sculpted chest.  Elliot swore quietly under his breath, Nathaniel was a god, an Adonis.  He should be a model; no actually Elliot didn’t think he would like it if other people looked onto this perfect male specimen.  Letting his tongue dart out, Elliot licked one of the dusky coloured nipples.  It drew a groan from the taller male, causing Elliot to do it again. 

Nathaniel pulled Elliot back up, before the little devil could break his self-control.  He started kissing him again, driving the poor creature insane, while he removed the shoes and stockings.  He loved seeing Elliot in them but while they were having sex, he wanted the absolute maleness that this lovely being had to offer. 

His hand started to rub circles over the silk clad erection, causing the little nymph to writhe like a sex crazed kitten.  Little sounds spilling out of his mouth that were driving Nathaniel crazy.  He made quick work of his own designer trousers, struggling out of them and sighing in relief as his cock sprang free.  He didn’t bother much with underwear.

Elliot used the chance while Nathaniel was distracted to take in the perfectly tanned skin, the slightly dishevelled hair and lust darkened eyes.  His eyes then landed on the man’s cock, the angry engorged member bobbing up and down.  Licking his kiss swollen lips, Elliot moved forward slowly  reaching over and running a finger over Nathaniel’s member. 

“Nnnggghhh….gorgeous.”  Turning big violet eyes on the taller man, Elliot grinned mischievously, bending his head to suck at the tip.  He’d seen enough pictures in Izzy’s porn magazines.  Nathaniel’s hands tangled in his hair, encouraging him to bob his head up and down, covering more of his cock with saliva.

A hand found his red silk panties and with a sharp ripping sound they were gone, his cock freed to the air.  He gasped with relief, which allowed Nathaniel to push his dick further down his throat.  Elliot choked, pushing his hands against Nathaniel’s thighs trying to pull off his cock.  He was lifted up and cradled against a strong chest while he coughed.

“I’m sorry my little nymph.”  A kiss was bestowed on his forehead.  “I’ll make it up to you hmm?  I want you so badly right now.”

“OH yes…oooh I hate you!”  He was placed gently on his back, a cushion slid under his bottom and another kiss placed on his swollen lips.  Elliot stared at the ceiling when he heard the pop of a bottle cap and his head snapped to the left. “What are you doing?”

“Getting you ready beautiful, so you don’t hurt too much when we do this.  I know you love raspberry.”  A little bit of something gooey was smeared onto his lips and then a finger circled his entrance.

Nathaniel watched Elliot’s eyes go glassy, the little pink tongue darting out to lick at the raspberry flavoured lube.  He spread the slim alabaster legs wider, circling the puckered opening and watching it flutter with anticipation.  Elliots slim pink cock was straining upwards from a nest of tight black curls…perhaps he’d have to talk his little nymph into shaving.  He tucked that away for later.

Sliding one finger in gently, he watched the beautiful creature’s face twist with pleasure.  Thrusting slowly, twisting the finger here and there, he added more lube to his other fingers. 

“Ready for another one beautiful?”  A tiny nod was his answer, a gasp and a moan followed when he added the second finger.  Sliding them in further, crooking and twisting trying to find that special hidden place.  When Elliot cried out he knew he had found it.  The slim cock twitching violently. 

“Please!” 

“Please what?”  Nathaniel twisted his fingers again, loving the way that the little black haired nymph writhed against them. 

“Pleeeeease!!!!”  Nathaniel smirked; this was his revenge for those weeks Elliot had decided to torture him.

“`You are going to have to talk in whole sentences with me sweetheart.”  He placed another kiss on those delectable lips.

“Please…more…Nathe!  Need…..now….hate you!”  Nathaniel chuckled and quickly added a third finger.  Scissoring in earnest, trying to stretch his little beauty as much as he could before he entered him.  He lubed up his cock and was just about to position when a hand stopped him.

 

“What?”  He was straining, wanting to get inside that tight heat, between those two gorgeous globes.

“Condom?”

“I’m clean gorgeous…I get checked regularly and you?”

“Never…done it.”

“Well then…..this’ll be real special Elliot.”  Nathaniel bestowed another kiss on those pouty pink lips and thrust forward causing the smaller male to cry out.

“OH SHIT! OH FUCK IT HURTS! I HATE YOU!”  He stroked the sweaty face, making cooing noises, telling him everything would be fine that it would stop hurting soon.  However the cursing seemed to go on forever until they turned into quiet mewls.  Slowly he started moving, loving the sounds he was drawing from the naked male below him.  He snagged his hips, hitting that spot again.  “FUCK YES!!  HARDER!” 

Nathaniel started thrusting harder, nailing Elliot’s prostate every time.  The younger male was crying out now, wrapping both legs around his waist and drawing him closer. He tried desperately to gain some friction on his over-sensitised erection against Nathaniel’s firm stomach. Elliot sank his teeth into the crook of Nathaniel’s neck, and Nathaniel couldn’t help himself he brought his hand smack down on that beautiful peachy arse.  Elliot came with a cry, clenching down hard causing Nathaniel’s own orgasm to be ripped from him.  Before he collapsed on the slighter man, Nathaniel rolled to the side, taking Elliot with him and resting the mussed dark head on his chest.

Elliot sighed in contentment, almost purring as he was cradles against Nathaniel’s muscular chest. He felt his hair being swept away from his face by gentle hands and a soft kiss being placed on his forehead.  He murmured sleepily as he felt a hand rest possessively on his backside as the other gently rubbed soothingly up and down his back.

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Tsuki: More Izzy in next chapter thanks for reviewing

Lisa: Thanks for the awesome compliment.  My beta helps me sometimes when I’m stuck or to rephrase stuff.  So she’s awesome.  Otherwise I’m really glad you enjoyed it.  I have chapter 7 written as well, working on chapter 8.

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