This was the last time Dom let Elijah go to the video store alone.

"Why don't you just stay here and finish making dinner. I can pick out a movie on my own," Elijah had asked, coming to stand behind Dom and placing a light kiss on the back of his neck.

"Fine," he had finally agreed and Elijah had raced across the loft. "Get something manly and violent!" he yelled after him.

Never, ever again.

"Explain to me why, out of all the movie choices you were offered, did you pick West Side Story? I mean, you could of at least gotten porn," Dom complained, as he leaned back on the sofa and looked at Elijah who, in his opinion, was enjoying the movie way to much.

"Because West Side Story is a classic. Come on, you're telling me you don't love this?" Elijah questioned, waving a hand at the screen.

"I love you," Dom whispered, leaning forward and softly kissing the side of Elijah's neck. "This movie, on the other hand, is giving me a headache."

"Hey, you said I could pick and I picked this," Elijah stated, giving Dom a quick peck on the lips before returning his attention to the movie.

Dom sighed, remembering he had at least another two hours left of the movie to sit threw. He watched as the two tragic, star-cross lovers eyes meet across the crowded dance floor.

"I don't get this movie," he said, watching the beginning of the tragic relationship play across the screen.

"What's not to get? Tony and Maria are fall in love but can never be together," Elijah explained, not looking away from the screen.

"And they can't be together why?" Dom asked, wrapping his arms around his arms around Elijah and pulling him back into him.

"Because Tony is a Jet and Maria's brother is a shark," Elijah explained, snuggling back into Dom's arms.

"He looks pretty human to me," Dom joked, causing Elijah to jab him in the stomach with his elbow. Wow, Dom thought, he boyfriend is a fucking romantic.

"Have you been paying any attention at all?" Elijah asked, trying to wiggle free. Dom tightened his hold and pulled him tightly against him.

"Nope," he whispered into Elijah's ear before tracing his tongue along the outside of his ear. He smiled as he felt Elijah's body shiver in response. He left a trail of kisses down Elijah's neck until he reached his shoulder. Elijah reached up and ran his hands threw Dom's hair as he began to gently suck on the flesh.

"Dom," Elijah breathed, his voice arousing Dom. Elijah tried to tilt his head to meet Dom's lips in a kiss but Dom pulled back.

"I thought you wanted to watch the movie?" he laughed, licking his lips seductively and wiggling his eyebrows. Elijah just smiled before pressing his lips to Dom's. The kiss was long, soft and moist.

Elijah was still between Dom's legs and using him as a cushion. Elijah started to twist his body so they would be facing but Dom stopped him.

"Watch the movie," Dom instructed, softly tilting Elijah's head so he was looking at the television again.

"You can not be serious?" Elijah complained. Dom would have replied but his lips were already back on Elijah's skin, sucking and licking. He ran his hand across Elijah's t-shirt clad stomach before slipping his hand underneath the fabric. He rubbed circles with his fingers causing a combination of moan and giggle to escape Elijah's lips.

Elijah tilted his head back so it was resting on Dom's shoulder and began to stroke the side of his leg. Dom returned his lips to Elijah's ear and began to nibble softly on them as his hand traveled farther and farther up his chest. His fingers found Elijah's nipple and began to circle it in the way he knew Elijah loved.

Elijah's breath quickened and he softly whispered Dom's name. Dom smiled, his hand traveling back down to Elijah's stomach. He could hear someone was singing on the movie again, but neither one of them cared anymore, catching only a verse or two at most.

Say it soft and it's almost like praying.

Dom liked that line and pulled his lips away from Elijah.

"You know what else is almost like praying?" Dom whispered, as he pulled at the button on Elijah's jeans. Elijah could only shake his head 'no' as he allowed Dom to push his jeans down. Dom's fingers traced the outline of Elijah's yellow ducky boxers before slipping his hand down into them.

"This," he answered, his hand wrapping around Elijah. He slowly pumped, enjoying the sound of his lover's moans. Elijah's hand found it's way back to Dom's head, wrapping itself around his neck.

"Dom," he whimpered, thrusting in rhythm with Dom's pace. With his free hand, Dom reached over and grabbed a handful of Kleenex off the endtable. He quickened his pace and Elijah began to moan loudly in response. It seemed all word's but 'Dom,' 'Fuck,' and 'Oh God' had been eliminated from Elijah's vocab.

With a deep moan and the cry of Dom's name, Elijah came. He laid there, press up against Dom, still panting and eyes closed. He turned his head to face Dom and their lips meet again. Elijah parted his lips, beckoning Dom's tongue to slip into it.

Elijah pull away slightly and turned so he was straddling Dom. They stared into each other's eyes, and Elijah reached up and ran his hand down the side of Dom's face.

"I love you," he said, leaning in closer to Dom and placing a kiss on his forehead. Then his nose, his lips, his chin and then down to his neck. He sucked softly on Dom's collar bone for a moment before pulling back. "I don't deserve you."

"Never said you did," Dom laughed, and Elijah tried to hit him but Dom caught his hand. He pulled Elijah closer to him roughly. There lips began to kiss again and Dom's hand traveled down Elijah's back to they reached his ass. Dom was hard and began to slowly grind against Elijah's body.

Elijah slowly slide down, fingers tracing down Dom's chest until he was kneeling on the floor, looking up at Dom. He reached up and tugged at Dom's belt-buckle.

"We're like Tony and Maria," Dom explained, 'causing Elijah to pause and look up at him.

"What?" he asked, confused.

"Tony and Maria. We're just meant to be, you know, like in the stars and destiny and all that crap. Expect, you know, without the whole dying part," Dom explained. Bloody Hell, he thought as Elijah smiled up at him, I'm turning into a fucking romantic.

Elijah quickly freed Dom of his pants and boxers (blue strips). Dom closed his eyes and let his head fall onto the back of the sofa. He could feel Elijah's hot breath on him and his fingers running up and down the side of his thighs.

"Baby," he whimpered as Elijah took him into his mouth painfully slow. Dom's breath quickened and his heart was raising. His hands found Elijah's shoulders and began to stroke them as Elijah picked up speed, his tongue and mouth working in a perfect combination.

He dug his nails into Elijah's back as he felt Elijah's hands cup his balls. "Fuck," he moaned, his breath now coming in uneven, deep pants. He came soon after, thrusting forward with a loud moan.

Elijah pulled back, ran the back of his hand over this lips and then joined Dom on the sofa again. They kissed softly, before returning there attention back to the movie.

"You should pick the movie more often," Dom commented, wrapping his arm around Elijah