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heartlandseli · 4 years

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At First Blush. Eli + Landon.

Title: At First Blush. Timeframe: Sometime in the evening of 8/30. Tagging: Landon Prestley [ @landonprestley ] and Elijah Heartland Total: 1,997 words. Notes: Complete.

ELIJAH Elijah wasn't usually one to put his business on the internet but he never backed down from a challenge. Heartlands weren't yellow bellied and who was he to be scared away by a couple of questions? He wasn't. Elijah had been as honest as possible without being obscene. There was oddly some part of him that still felt wrong admitting some of the things he had but one thing he'd never feel bad about was telling the truth. In particular, the truth of one Landon Prestly.

Elijah didn't spend too much time around the Ranch except for family gatherings and dinners, but today he was doing a few small chores for his family. He'd never not been one to help out. Elijah was about to grab some wooden beams to carry out to the field where they were patching rotted parts of the fence, when he saw him.

"Oh," he said in surprise. He gave a little grin and blinked several times in a row. "Wasn't sure I'd see you here today," he said. Elijah had the decency to look a little abashed. "You... taking a break?" He asked. "I don't wanna interrupt."

LANDON With all the festivities that had transpired in this past day it seriously made the man want to cash in on a vacation day. But in the end he decided against that. Who wanted to be alone with their thoughts? What happened between Elijah and himself caused him no shame. The urge was strong with that one. However, the consequences should have been immediate given the last name of the other. At least it was done now after his admittance to Tex or was over before it really even started was more like it. Regardless.

The man had just finished trying his luck in training a new Stallion the Heartland’s had found. And that shit head was even more stubborn then him at times. Which was saying a lot. Finally, he decided to throw in the towel at least for a few hours. Surely he would have a felt welts on his stomach from being kicked. “Uh yeah.” A small response. Was he unlucky? Possibly after hearing the other’s voice. But Landon knew this avoidance game wouldn’t last forever. He just thought he had more time. “Here as always.” Fuck this was already awkward for him and the worst part is Elijah seemed to be totally oblivious. “You’re not interrupting.” Those words a start. “We should probably talk. But I’m shit for beating around the bush. So, I’ll just lay it out.” Landon pushed himself forward and stood tall in his own sort of method of ripping the band-aid so to speak. “I told Tex about whatever happened earlier. So, it can’t happen again. I’m not going to apologize for my actions cause I don’t regret it. But it shouldn’t have happened. And to save both of our times from me trying to muster up some speech .. I’ll just say I do care about your family and this job. It’s just better this way. I hope you can understand. If not, well I won’t hold it against you. I can be known as the asshole. I’m well too familiar with it."

ELIJAH If there were ever words you didn't want to hear at the beginning of a conversation, 'we should probably talk' had to be at the top of the list. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach; and it turned out to be for good reason. Elijah knew he'd have to talk to Tex at some point after this, but he'd not told Tex because there was nothing to tell. What was a little sexual Dominance between friends? Or...longtime family employees...or his brother's best friend? Elijah knew it had been not the greatest choice but they were both adults.

His heart sunk into his stomach as Landon continued. "Oh," he said. But he wasn't one to tuck tail and run. Not after that. Not after this morning. There was such a stark change and he knew they'd both enjoyed something about this morning. "Well...seems to me you walked into it with both eyes open, Prestley," said Elijah. "I--I'm..." He felt dumb for apologizing because he knew it wasn't a misunderstanding. "I'm sorry if you felt like I pressured you...or that you had to pretend to indulge me because of who I am..." Elijah shook his head. "I didn't---mean." He paused, eyes down, but he forced himself to look up. "If you did this because you thought I would axe your job if you didn't---? I'm sorry. It wasn't like that."

He took a step away. Then turned. "I was hoping you knew me better than that." He began to head off, posts in hand.

LANDON Usually, Landon was the type to just wing it. He didn’t like planning things out. He would rather ride the wave that was life. Be it he was no where near an ocean but the analogy was still there. Shit, that rush he actually kind of chased. Why most of his off the job antics were so extreme. If it didn’t get his blood pumping then what was the point? Now this was not to say he had the encounter with Elijah for that purpose. He hadn’t. But he had just lived in that moment without any sort of consequences and disregard of who Elijah was involved with. Who he had ties to as well. A Family that honestly he had latched on for his own. He had been working on their ranch since right out of high school. If the man had any sympathy and loyalty it was to them.

“Everything has an aftermath.” You are free to make whatever choice you want but you are not free from the consequences of your choice. “I’ve always been an act now think later type.” He shrugged without regret. To the male that was a sad excuse for someone’s actions. Regret was an appalling waste of energy. “Stop.” The man remarked voice deep with dominance. But in the few seconds after Landon reprimanded his own self. That was no right of his. Elijah had every right to just walk off. Shit, anybody did after this exchange deserved that. “That was slightly uncalled for.” His stubbornness though was pushed to the side subtly. It was his own version of what seemed to mirror as close as it could to an apology. “We’re adults. I don’t have to pretend with anything. I wanted it. You did too. But I’ve worked here for far too long. My heart’s not that big but I respect the rest of your family. Especially your brother. He told me to back off and I agree. I should. So blame me. This wasn’t you..” This was different and that respect was generated fully. In any other circumstance, he would have been the asshole that he had been hinting at. In these situations it was his rule-book or go to for somebody to hate him. Hatred made it way easier to for the other party to cope. He could deal with that with someone’s ability to move forward. Nonetheless, as he turned down the cruelty he still projected being blamed. His solution.

ELIJAH The word 'stop' laced with such Dominance had Elijah freezing in his tracks. He put the post down and turned. This was too big a conversation to have pretending like he'd rather be anywhere else. His jaw flexed. It was a stark relief to hear Landon say he wanted what they did last night and he wasn't pretending. He would've wrestled hard with himself over the truth of that if Landon hadn't said it outright.

"Why do I have to blame anyone?" Elijah asked, brows crunched in frustration. "We did nothing wrong." So maybe there were optics to consider. The entanglements Landon had with Elijah's family. But at the end of the day...they were both adults who'd agreed to this because they felt the desire. Elijah shook his head, getting worked up internally. He had to take a calming breath. It felt unfair. Elijah met Landon's gaze. "I'm not sorry about what we did." He lifted his arms and dropped them again. "I just don't get why it has to be a choice between this family, and this job, and...doing what we wanna do. Landon. Together."

LANDON “Moments before you were just blaming yourself. Going on about that ridiculous idea that I indulged you because of your last name. That’s some crock of shit if I ever did hear it.” His voice was still deep to make his words more accountable in case there had been any lingering doubt from the other. It boiled down to Landon not liking what the other was hinting at. And he wasn’t going to let that slide or have it be thought about from the other. Landon wouldn’t let it. On a side note he cursed himself for having this conversation be dragged on. See this is why hate was so much easier. Less talking and more cold shoulders. He could deal with that much more better. This understanding he was already beginning to feel weight from. But here he was still feeling that urge to owe it to the man in front of him nonetheless.

“I look out for the one’s who have looked out for me. You aren’t around here much and even though this is your property, your land and the rest of your family are involved here things can get easily lost in translation. Tex is one of my partners in crime. He probably pushed for me to land this job as I wouldn’t have hired my ass right out of high school. I was a hot mess. Anyways, as much fun as I had for that one moment no amount of ass is worth risking that since you’re his brother.” Landon didn’t like that he had gotten a little too sentimental. Shit, it really made him seem like a pussy. But nonetheless much to his disdain the words he echoed were true. “So you’ll have to find someone else to play with. Surely you won’t have a problem in that department around here.” The truth hurt sometimes but that was life. Now it was his turn to pull himself from this situation before anyone could overhear this conversation. He didn’t want his business out there for the whole ranch of Heartland to stumble upon. Dully noted as he turned from the other and started to make his way back to the gated circle that he had just come from where the stallion was more then likely still being a shithead.

ELIJAH "That was before you told me what I knew, Landon. That you did want it, and it wasn't because you thought I'd hold your job over you." Though Elijah was being selfish by not admitting the fact that it was problem enough that such a possibility could exist in anyone's mind at all. It meant their whole balance was off. Elijah was just being a child. He didn't want to admit the truth. That he couldn't and shouldn't want Landon Prestley. It was trouble.

He felt the sting in his chest at Landon's words. No amount of ass was worth it. No amount of Elijah was worth it. He shouldn't conflate the two. It wasn't exactly what Landon was saying. It still felt the same in the moment. "Don't you worry about who I'm playing with, Prestley. Don't." He hated that his last name had barred him from what he thought was a promising connection. He'd just go home and lick his wounds. Then pretend the next day he didn't have any. His issues from the claim dissolution were likely making this seem bigger than it was. He just had to remember that. He walked away too, but paused to look back at him once more. Then stalked away and got back into his truck, needing to leave the ranch, and Landon, behind.

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heartlandseli · 4 years

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Texts ✉ Eli + Landon. 8/30.

[ Elijah gets a next day text from Landon, checking in on him after Landon came over to Elijah’s last night and slept over, leaving earlier that morning. ]

Landon → TEXT: SO. How's the recovery this morning?

Elijah → TEXT: Better than expected TEXT: I was considering going out to the Butter Stick, but sunlight hurts me :( TEXT: Listen, before we say anything else ... Just how bad did I embarrass myself last night?

Landon → TEXT: Could always be worse. TEXT: The cure for a hangover is to start drinking again. Just saying. TEXT: I’ve see way more damage. But least it got you outta your shell. I can appreciate that so don’t worry so damn much.

Elijah → TEXT: Mr. Williams are you tellin me I should have a morning drink? TEXT: Not that shy. Just usually NOT that bold either. TEXT: I shoot myself in the foot sometimes, though. TEXT: You sure you should be talkin to me like that Sir? Makes me think you might need a little punishment

Landon → TEXT: Maybe not. I wouldn't want you over do it. But I enjoyed you having no filter. TEXT: You probably should just stick to water and Aspirin. And a hot shower. TEXT: Bold’s more fun though. TEXT: You’ve got jokes now. For that little quip I should really punish you.

Elijah → TEXT: I think after this morning a cold shower might do me even better ;) TEXT: You're welcome to /try/ Sir, if you think you could. TEXT: Despite what you may think I'm not all that easy to pin down.

Landon → TEXT: Cold showers are no fun. But if you do decide to take a hot on d pm

TEXT: Cold showers are no fun. But if you do decide to take a hot one don't think about me too much TEXT: Trust me I could. But I would love to prove that theory out eventually. TEXT: Good. I LOVE a challenge.

Elijah → TEXT: Oh, is that an order Sir? If it is, I might have to break it. : ) TEXT: Just how would you punish me? TEXT: All the better.

Landon → TEXT: I might be able to let that one slide. Just this once. TEXT: For starters I would bend you over. I’ll show you who is really in charge.

Elijah → TEXT: So kind of you. :P TEXT: I've got brothers Sir. I know to wrestle. You have any maneuvers up your sleeve?

Landon → TEXT: Brothers. That's right. TEXT: I’ve actually gotta do this thing. Good luck with that hangover of yours.

Elijah → TEXT: I ... TEXT: Yeah. Okay. [unsent][TEXT] I'm sorry.

#landonprestley #ehmemories.

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heartlandseli · 4 years

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As soon as Elijah began to feel the biological need well up in him for Dominance, he begrudgingly began to make a list of Dominants he'd trust with his submission, as a ‘break glass in case of emergency’ plan. Given the length of time they've known each other and Landon's closeness with the Heartlands, Landon's name was one of the first he listed. He took the list out last night after their fight and grabbed a pen...but couldn't bring himself to cross his name off. Elijah doesn't think it will happen, but he'd still trust Landon with it.

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This was how Elijah was going to come undone. This, right here. The pair of them making out, clothes strewn across Elijah's bedroom floor, Landon's hands gripping his cheeks tight enough to leave 'em red. Elijah was on top and their bodies slotted near perfectly together. His palms dipped the mattress on either side of Landon's head and he dipped his neck so as to press kisses to Landon's lips, his cheeks, his jaw. He nipped at Landon's jawline and sucked in a breath as Landon tightened his grip around their lengths.

Their lengths were pressed together now, both heated with arousal, and firm. Resolute as their desire. He bucked his hips into Landon's fist, feeling his pre slick against Landon's own, easing the ride but making it harder for Elijah to keep himself in control. Elijah moved his palms to Landon's pecs and dug the tips of his nails in, letting his eyelids fall shut as he got lost in the sensation. He swiped his tongue across his lips and pumped into Landon's fist. "Keep going," he half ordered, half begged. "Just like that..." Elijah looked down again, into Landon's eyes, reaching down to playfully tweak a nipple. He'd never felt so free to explore before then. To play back. Now he did. He was getting close and he could tell. That's when it happened...Landon toyed with Elijah's entrance...circling it. Landon spit on his own hand and brought it back to Elijah's opening. Slicked it. Pressed just the tip of his finger inside. Elijah's entrance tightened and clenched, before Elijah's pleasure at the continued stroking eased him open, his hole relaxing. Elijah felt Landon's finger slide in and Elijah's jaw nearly unhinged. "Oh God--" He knew then that he was close. About to let go. They'd been stroking like this for at least an hour. Landon stopped all movement. "Stop," he ordered, that voice thick with an order. Elijah gave a brief, muted whine. But he stopped. His toes curled and he sat still. It took everything he had in him not to ride Landon's fist or digit to completion. He remained painfully still. His thighs clenched. How long could he hold this position? Elijah didn't know but he did know he'd get Landon back for this. Surely, he would.

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heartlandseli · 4 years

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Texts ✉ Elijah + Landon. 9/1.

[ Elijah texts Landon with the hopes of chatting with him again, despite their last meeting, where Landon made it clear nothing else could happen. Elijah misinterprets things and gets defensive. It doesn’t end well. @landonprestley ]

ELIJAH → TEXT: I'm missing the shirt I was wearing the other night. TEXT: Did you happen to see it anywhere? In your car maybe?

LANDON → TEXT: Nope. You must have left it somewhere or with someone else.

ELIJAH → TEXT: With someone else? What's that supposed to mean?

LANDON → TEXT: Surely I wasn't the only person you saw that day. Unless you were some kind of recluse.

ELIJAH → TEXT: Oh. I thought...you might be... saying I got around or something. TEXT: So is this how it's gonna be now Landon? TEXT: Am I just gonna be that guy you watched jerk off once?

LANDON → TEXT: Fucking is normal. I don't care who you do or do not have in your bed. TEXT: What do you want me to say? I answered your question. Am I supposed to start up some small talk like how’s the weather?

ELIJAH → TEXT: I want you to treat me like I'm not a stranger. TEXT: I don't just... TEXT: Letting you into my home, into my bed...? TEXT: I don't do that with everyone. TEXT: And it was just fun, don't get me wrong. But it happened because I trusted you.

LANDON → TEXT: You don't need to explain anything to me. TEXT: What do you want from me? For us to suddenly become the best of friends. I already made my intentions known from our last conversation. TEXT: We’re not strangers but if it helps with you not being so sentimental then maybe we should be.

ELIJAH → TEXT: No. I just thought you weren't the kind of guy to hold me one night and spit in my face the next. TEXT: Clearly I made a mistake. TEXT: Don't worry, Mr. Prestley. It won't happen again. TEXT: Won't be getting sentimental about you any longer. TEXT: Goodnight.

LANDON → TEXT Unsent: Shit changes. You’ll thank me later.

#landonprestley #texts: landon.

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heartlandseli · 4 years

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Texts ✉ Eli + Landon. 8/29.

[ Elijah had been with Tex at the Outlaw with his brother when he’d had a few drinks. Encouraged by the interactions they’d had online earlier that day, Elijah decided to try his hand at confidence and boldness. ]

Elijah → TEXT: Mr. Prestley....Landon... TEXT: You know like TEXT: greek statues and stuff? TEXT: like where they're all muscles and everything TEXT: why are you a greek statue TEXT: god ... statue...so many muscles.

Landon → TEXT: Have you been thinking about this a lot? TEXT: Don't tell me you're going to say some pick up line and be like you want to climb me like a tree? TEXT: Or do. I won't judge

Elijah → TEXT: ...I can't help it. Sometimes when I'm on the ranch and I see you around, it's all I can notice TEXT: I would never. TEXT: Er TEXT: Not that I wouldn't climb you like a tree TEXT: That's NOT what I was saying TEXT: Let me start over TEXT: my name is elijah TEXT: and you are very attractive

Landon → TEXT: Next time you shouldn't linger from afar. I don't bite. TEXT: Unless you’re into that TEXT: You seem nervous. Do I make you nervous? TEXT:Those nerves are easing up I see. We both are. I’ve definitely noticed you.

Elijah → TEXT: I'm into that. Among other things. TEXT: You do make me nervous. I'm kinda nervous about Doms right now generally TEXT: But tonight changed things. TEXT: Really? What have you noticed?

Landon → TEXT:Like? TEXT:Nothing to be nervous about. If you want collateral though I do work for your family. TEXT:You’d have the upper hand there. That better? TEXT:Life’s too short to not take risks. So be risky. TEXT: For starters your jaw line. And those abs I quickly saw. Most people would be jealous.

Elijah → TEXT: Being ...roughed up. Tied up. I like it when a Dom isn't afraid to talk dirty to me. Like I said when I was asked earlier. TEXT: I think you're right, Landon. I think that's why I couldn't not text you. Not after you liked what I said. TEXT: Most people only get to look and not touch. TEXT: I'm betting you'd do more than touch. TEXT: Just like with me, and your muscles. TEXT: I'd worship them, like those Greeks worshipped their Gods. TEXT: On my knees. And full of rapture.

Landon → TEXT: If you had a preference. Cuffs or rope for your hands? TEXT: Or maybe like you said before you like being pinned down. Hypothetically that would be an easy task for me. TEXT: And here we are. Good. Sounds like you should be rewarded. TEXT: That guess would be right. I would have you craving me. You would just have to give me the green light. TEXT: A man who knows what he wants. I’m not selfish though of course. TEXT: I do however would want to know what you’d want me to do to you

Elijah → TEXT: Rope, Sir...make sure I can't do any touching I'm not given permission to. Because if not? I will touch. TEXT: I could make it a little rough on you. Give you a little scuffle. Can't make things too easy, Sir. TEXT: You have all the green lights. All of them. TEXT: I want you to pin me down, whisper dirty things in my ear. I want you to spank me when my hands are held down behind my back. Tell me how much I need to be put in line. TEXT: I want you to mark me up, with your mouth and hands. TEXT: Make me nice and sore. TEXT: Would you?

#landonprestley #ehmemories.

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