The Only Exception by Lbilover

“My friends call me ‘Elwood’,” Elijah says whenever he’s quizzed about nicknames. “Or sometimes Monkey, Lij, E., or Doodle.” He doesn’t add, though he could, that even the most casual of his friends are actively encouraged to call him by a nickname.


Because there is only one person he wants using his real name. Because when he says ‘Ee-lie-jah’, in that rich expressive voice, the flexible instrument of his craft, he is promising seduction, ecstasy and release with every sexily drawn out syllable.


On anyone else’s lips the name Elijah sounds bland and boring.


But not on Sean’s.