Heaven in Your Eyes

Chap: 9


I turned when I heard my name called, already knowing the rich texture of my lovers voice. Fully 'Elfed out' and battle ready, his lithe form bounds effortlessly towards me like the elf he portrays. At times such as this, when I say things like *my* lover and set eyes on the chaotic charisma that is my Orli-it steals my breath away. I knew I was falling from the start-but not this hard. I never would have dreamed that the radiance that shines from within him, would become the sun of my existence. That I could care so strongly for someone besides Henry had me a little off balance.
His age, his effortless energy-and his seemingly naivete to the workings of love, left me also concerned. Lovers he mentioned, but never the singular. Not being a person who easily shielded his emotions from expressive eyes, he doubted Orli had ever been as close to it, as Viggo hoped he was now.
But even as the worries cross my mind, he smiles and pulls my hand into his.
That simple touch take bae back to our first semi-sexual encounter, the fire that raged so instantly and out of control between us. My first inkling that I was in a lot of trouble here, if someone I was lost to, didn't share that feeling.

Pressing a folded slip of paper into my palm he curls his fingers over mine, not letting me look and the smile turns to a serious line.
"We've only been sleeping together twenty-two days...are you giving me'Dea'Dear John' letter so soon?"
His brow knitted slightly before eyes lit, "Oh, you mean a-get loss tosser- note. Hardly Vig." His accented tone thickened with a hint of arousal that he had learned early on drove Viggo into fits of lust. That paired with a suggestive mind and tongue to match were weapons he used well.
"You won't be getting one of those unless I catch you drilling someone else into the mattress like you do me!" Viggo lost his smile on a gulp. It had only been a few hours since that last pounding and he was already aching to touch him again.
"This weekend is probably the only two consecutive days we'll have off before we leave hell's deep and...I want you to come here with me. I need..I..I have to..know Vig."
He grew a little concerned and opened the paper when Orlando released him, but looked back up with a gentled smile, understanding the little jitter of nerves.
"Did you think I would say no?"
"It's not something I've ever..I just...Jesus, he crossed his arms and scuffed a foot at the ground in frustration, why is this so..humiliating?"
"Wellll, Viggo drawled, leaning back to the trailer beside Orlando, Probably because it feels much like..an accusation. But don't let it baby." He added quickly when Orlando's eyes scrunched close. "I'm not in the least offended."li lli looked him dead in the eye. "Your sure?"
"Very!" Viggo smiled thinking of all the possibilities.
"Good! Not that I think for a sec you are ya know. But as many times as I've had my tongue up that sweet arse of yours..well, if you test positive, it's probably already too late, but, I have to know...ya know?"
He wanted to laugh at the embarrassed expression tinting the high cheeks, but the thought of Orli rimming him sent a slight tremor through him instead.
Orlando smirked at the sight of his turned on lover even in this somewhat tense situation.
'Well, better turned on than upset!' He scooted just a little closer so no one else would hear the seductive whisper. "Besides luv..if we can shed these fucking condoms..you can take me..*anytime*..*anywhere* we have the chance."
Viggo's head dropped, hiding his smile as Orli's light chuckle faded the further he moved away. He knew he wouldn't argue with those sentiments at all!

~*~*~*~*~*

Orlando looked about to heave up the wonderful lunch they'd had earlier, so Viggo quickly intervened.
"No, he's right. You really shouldn't contact us on set and no one is at or around our houses I would want retrieving this mail, and with our hectic schedule we're either working or dead asleep during daylight hours. So, what if we both leave our house numbers with you and you can either leave a good message for us to retrieve...or tell us you need to see us again. I think we'll figure it out."
"As you said Mr. Mortensen, there is an issue of privacy an yon your best interest..well, that's just not how we do things here. You should really make another appointment for next week or we can mail the results to.."
He heard rather than saw Orlando squirm in the chair beside him, "Please Doctor, he urged in a warm firm tone, eyes glancing at his lover, I mean, as I pointed out, with our schedule an appointment is near impossible. Even a phone call during the day would be too, and we won't be going back to Wellington for at least a couple to three weeks. I'm hoping you understand we don't want to wait that long." This time he looked at Orlando, knowing he would see the stain that flushed his cheeks pink. "I would be willing to sign any kind of release form you required if it would help." He offered in a last attempt.

"Christ Vig!" Orlando thumped his back as soon as they hit daylight. "Did you have to make him think you couldn't wait to shag me senseless?"
He merely laughed, disarming the locks and pulling him close as soon as they were in the car, "I can't, it's all I've been imagining since you broached the subject two days ago, his eyes darted round the quiet parking lot, then pulled him the rest of the way in for a kiss, are you telling me you haven't?" He let his fingers caress the nape of his neck, holding him there so he could repeat the kiss. But Orlando leaned further in, resting his cheek to a shoulder so he could nuzzle Viggo's neck-and hide. "I've r Vir Vig..I..you would be..my first..with no condom. I'm havin a hard time imagining..somethin I've never felt."
"Oh..*God* baby, how do you always manage to say the one thing that makes me twice as hard as I already am?"
He leaned back and his mouth was immediately claimed in a scorching kiss.
He felt the hand slide over his hip, heading straight for the bulge in his jeans and arched back within Viggo's embrace to allow better access. Moans echoed the other as long fingers threaded hair, pulling to deepen the kiss as hips rose to increase pressure, creating the friction needed to send waves of pleasure that were increasing by the moment and driving him crazy with lust. Much as he was enjoying this exquisite torture-he wanted Viggo *now*! Relentless, unmercifully fucking him into tomorrow. He forced his lips away, panting his demand. "Hotel Vig..now..can't wait!"
"Then don't." Viggo's fingers gripped the zipper, leaning back to capture his mouth once more but Orlando's head thrashed his disagreement. "Want you inside..when I come..uhhhh.. no luv..pleeeasse!" Viggo's hand seared even through boxers as it rubbed over the rigid flesh within. He didn't want to spend himself in the front seat of a car, in a doctor's parking lot of all places, no matter how incredible Viggo made him feel. Gathering any faculties he had left together, to sound at least partially coherent, he took a couple deep breaths and tried again.
"Please Vig, he purred in that sinful promising tone, grinning naughtily when Vig immediately looked up. Don't you *want* to make love to me..to make me moan with pleasure..feel me writhing under you, he rocked his hips against Viggo's hand, have me screaming your name in ecstasy..as you drive your. big. beautiful. cock..deep inside me..harder, faster, til you drive me to an incoherent puddle of insanity...and then fuck me through the mattress?"
He let go so fast Orlando fell back against the door with a chuckle, and there he stayed. Sprawled out, pants undone, straining against his boxers. He pulled his leg off Viggo's lap so it wouldn't interfere with his driving, only to make his display that much more erotic as his hand took up where Viggo's had left off.
The drive couldn't have taken more than five minutes but Viggo's eyes were wild with lust by the time entered parking. He sat up, closing his jeans as quick as he could manage over painfully aroused flesh and bounded from the car the moment it stopped. Viggo looked just feral enough to attack, but he was determined to have the privacy to scream. And Vig looked sufficiently tormented enough to ensure that happened.
The entire way from check-in to stepping out of the elevator, Orlando couldn't keep the knowing smirk from his face. The bigger it grew-the more Viggo scowled. If they didn't get in the room quick, he knew he was going to break down and laugh.

Viggo grabbed him like he was going to try for a getaway when the door swung open, and he contemplated playing along-for a split second-then threw his weight into Viggo's encircling arms sending them back to the wall. He couldn't wait. When his hands were batted away from his lovers jeans he reached for his own, standing naked, before Viggo's jeans even hit the floor. He smiled that naughty little grin again as he backed towards the bed, eyeing Viggo with all the lustful appreciation he deserved.
He lay back, propped on one elbow, lifting one leg onto the bed to leave the other dangling off the side. Putting on much the same provocative display as in the car while Viggo searched his bag for the needed items. Eyes constantly snapping back to Orli, making it all the harder to find them.

"Are you going to root through that bag and just stare all night luv..don't you want to touch...taste maybe?"
Viggo's heart kicked into overdrive, his eyes narrowing as they followed fingers trailing down over golden skin, towards the evidence of his lovers desire. Eyes darkened further still, when said fingers stopped short, toying with the nest of curls.
"Touch yourself..and that's how you'll be coming..the first time." He warned in a threatening growl.
Orli's answering smile was beyond wicked. Palm flattened, fingers splayed, then scissored round the base of his cock, sliding forward then back, hips rising slightly to meet the motion.
The moan that finally spilled from Viggo's parted lips was of mixed frustration and relief as his fingers closed around the lube when Orlando's long fingers encased his hard shaft.
His eyes closed on the upward stroke, fighting for control, knowing he coulda come from the look in Viggo's eyes alone. The bed shifted under added weight and he opened his eyes to catch a flash of his lover before he lowered, mating their lips. Both moaned heavily into the others mouth as hardened flesh contacted, rocking his hips, he rubbed his rigid cock against Orlando's, reveling in the shiver that traversed the slimmer bodies length. His hand slid beneath the writhing body, one finger nudging cheeks apart to stroke the hidden entrance. Orlando arched helplessly, moaning his approval of the caress, legs shifting further apart.
Viggo pulled himself back before his actions threatened to bring matters to an all too hasty conclusion. He had not yet seen this side of his lover, unafraid to make noise, unhinged by need-the sight was quickly unraveling his control.
He watched enthralled as Vig's hand moving lovingly over his own cock, spreading lube, making Orli ache to feel that grip on him, his hips arched out of primal need, silently pleading.
Then that lean body moved between firm thighs. Legs raised round hips, body arching, squirming against the nudge of promised pleasure. Gasping for breath, then groaning his rapture when the impossibly hard shaft pierced him, driving to the hilt in one slow, determined movement.
He willed himself to hold back, halting for a moment to recover as the muscles around his own cock contracted tightly in response. Hips pushed, thrusting slowly in and out of the tight heat a few times, increasing quickly in power and speed with every sinful moan that spilled from those iousious lips.
His hand slid under the slender hips, angling him til his cock slid relentlessly across his lovers pleasure spot with every stroke.
Orli's ankles locked behind Viggo for purchase, body arching to accept every pounding thrust as intense pleasure rolled through him again and again.
"Now..Luv!" He panted round short shallow gasps. "Can't last!"
Moving beneath him with such wanton madness, pleading and panting as his lover claimed him. His moans unbelievably loud, adorned with praise and profanities alike.
His legs loosed from Vig's hips, spreading farther than wide, fingers digging painfully into flesh, urging him deeper.
And Viggo sank *so* deep, burying himself in the tight heat, rocking harder and harder against his lover til composure finally gave way and he was powerless to do anything apart from slam forcefully into that pliant, needy body beneath him.
Pleasure twisted through him, his body arching in its need as heat consumed him, causing him to penetrate his love deeper than he ever had. Keeping one hand beneath hips, resting on his forearm, he lay almost full atop him, pounding their hips together in mindless abandon until their cries echoed the room and he felt the shuddering clench around him, then the warmth of his lover's seed spread between them, even as his teeth clamped onto the soft flesh of a shoulder, moaning Orli's name with a loving ferocity as the tidal-wave took with it the last shreds of coherent thought.
The lovers clung to each other, hips rocking gently together, riding out each remaining wave of climax in the others arms. Cries of passion turned to softened breaths and tender caresses. He pulled away gently, grabbing tissues from the stand. Taking care of them both before pulling Orlando back into his arms. Legs tangled, fingers soothed over bruised and punished skin as they shared lingering kisses, until sleep finally claimed them in their contented embrace.

~*~*~*~*~*

"Hurry up!"
"I"m coming, he shouted through the bathroom door, just givea sea sec!"
"Again?" Viggo teased.
"What?" The door swung open and Viggo's eyes dropped, smirking as Orli finished zipping up.
"Oh..ha ha. Shit Vig, after today I won't be able to come for weeks."
"Weeks?" Viggo cocked a brow in disbelief, sliding his hands around slender hips to pull them together. "You mean I've shelled out for a room for two whole days..and I'm only going to get laid four times?"
He smiled at the indignant snort and traced the outline of swollen lips with his tongue.
"Five times luv. I swear, where'd you go to school at?" He tried pushing away only to be turned and planted against the wall. Lips burning a new trail of heat along his jaw to his ear.
"First one didn't count." He teased the sensitized skin beneath the lobe.
"And..ahh..stop that. Why didn't it..count?"
"Too quick." He murmured as he worked his way down the soft column of skin. His hands raked up and down the young man's sides, loving how the contours of his body fit so perfect beneath his palms. Without conscious thought his hands found their way down below his waist to pull his hips in even closer. Wrapping then, around the slender waist, locking them together as he nipped, then sucked hard at the skin covering the rapid pulse that betrayed his arousal.
"Viiig...stop, no marks." He moaned out a soft reminder, but didn't try to pull away from the delicious feel of lips-his lovers lips-latched to his neck. 'Fuck it! Stacy would just have to deal.' He sighed his contentment, letting his head rest back to the wall, eyes closing, utterly enraptured with the sensations that
Viggo could cause within him. He had *never* been the center of such focused desire, such a single minded adulation. He could feel himself falling into Viggo, falling towards him even though he was quite still. Like being tugged by invisible strands that only the older man held. Was this what truly falling for someone felt like? He knew he had no clue-could not ask the one in front of him-who was no longer attached to him.

Eyes opened to find one of Viggo's soul breaching gazes locked onto him.
"What's the smile for baby?" He kissed a corner of it before it faded away.
One shoulder rolled in a light shrug, "Just..enjoying you Vig. I mean..I like being with you..in your company. Just being..,he let out a small suffered sigh searching for the words to convey a feeling he didn't quite comprehend.

The sweet confused confession was almost too much to bare, endearing the younger man to his heart even more. His need to tell Orlando how he felt was growing stronger with each passing day, but the fear of scaring him off, overwhelming him with the truth, kept his tongue firmly in check.
"It's okay, I think I understand." He planted a soft kiss, pulling quickly away so it wouldn't escalate again. "Come on, we need sustenance." They started out the door when Viggo paused, patting his pockets. "Uh..go grab the elevator for us. I need to get my wallet."
Still floating in a cloud of thought his finger readied to push the button even as it dinged and the doors slid open. He froze. Finger still in position, eyes widening, mouth working without sound at first. When it finally came to life it was with an awful, unnatural screech. "Oh..my God! Craig..what are *you* doin here?"

TBC