Heaven in Your Eyes

Chap: 11


He knew his explanation of 'happy tears' didn't hold water with Orlando, but he wasn't budging. In truth, he just didn't think his young lover was able or ready to handle the intense emotions coursing through him. Intense enough to form tears at the thought of a future without him. Of finding out this was no more than a sexual attraction. After all, was that not the reason he gave for testing, besides the 'need to know', so they could 'fuck' whenever, wherever opportunity presented itself?
If he started acting like a clingy old man now, Orli would surely run. And spouting off words of love and devotion, planning a future of forever together, was just the way to ensure that happened.
A twisted inner voice had made it's presence known. Repeating things like
'cut your losses now'
'he's too young'
'your in over your head old man'
and the one he argued with most, 'it will never last' he could no more fight his hearts desire, than exchange air for water to breath.
He huffed a breath of disgust at his self-indulgent pity and punched in his home number on the camps satellite phone.
Orlando had made sure he remembered the results were due in today, well, yesterday now. His demented little voice whispered in his ear again, ' maybe the Orlando issue is about to be settled for you? Not caring that others were nearby he told the dark demon loudly.."Stop it!"


Orlando was going stir crazy waiting. He hated getting off work before Viggo. And today--of all days--anticipation and curiosity where driving him nuts. He was certain at least twenty minutes had passed, but at 5:39am, exactly two minutes had passed since his last check.
What if Viggo was too tired to remember to phone or what if....no, no, don't go there, Vig wasn't a careless person..everything was fine, he was sure of it..
"Orli.." He nearly jumped out of his skin, "Crap Vig, you startled me. I was..never mind." He didn't want to say what path his thoughts had been taking. He threw himself into the older mans arms and kissed him-hard-not getting at all the response he desired. Releasing Viggo he stepped back, anxiety taking an instant hold, "Vig?" It came out little more than a tortured breath and Viggo embraced him quickly again, his voice soothing as silk. "No, no baby, I'm sorry, my mind was..there's nothing to worry about, they were as negative as we thought they'd be." Orli leaned back far enough to search blue eyes for a clue, nodding absently his agreement. "And you already know mine were." He hadn't been able to stop himself from running back on set long enough to give Viggo the thumbs up and see his beautifully amused smile. "So why are you still givin off negative vibes strong enough to worry me."
"It's..nothin Orli..nothing to worry about." He watched Viggo make his way back to the bedroom while counting to ten, then twenty. It didn't work! "Fucking hell Viggo Mortensen! Do you know how bloody sick I am of that line already!" His face screwed up with sarcasm as he started to mimic, "It's nothing baby. Do not worry, everything is fine. I swear if I hear that one more time Vig I'll..." He trailed off on the threat when he heard the man snickering from the bedroom.
The next thing Viggo knew he was being body slammed and pinned to the bed. Weak and tired and amused by his annoyed lover he didn't put up a fight. Besidese fee feel of Orli stretched out full atop him was something he'd never push away.
"Tell me!" He insisted, and no lame excuses this time. Viggo's brow arched at the accusation, then he sighed a sign of consent. "It's probably all your fault anyway, you know." He tried to move his hands but Orlando pressed harder, clearly irritated.
"No! I don't know, tell me!"
"Last Saturday, my main thought all morning..hell, my only thought..had been getting you to that hotel..getting you naked..and keeping you that way..all..day..long." He emphasized his words with a grind of his hips making Orli's tone drop an octave.
"What the bloody hell has *that* to do with anything being wrong?"
"Because, my pretty elf..it's probably the reason my blood pressure registered a little high and the doc wants to see me again."
Orlando slid off him like melting butter to sit on the beds edge. "You can't be sick Vig..your in great shape."
He rolled on his side to rub the younger mans back. "I'm *not* sick Orli. I was just a little..over excited." The fingers that dipped inside the waistband of his boxers to tease along with his words, got no reaction. "This is exactly why I didn't want to tell you."
He turned more to face him then, "Why? I'm not..freaking out..or anything, just thinking."
"Of course your not. Come here." When he settled in beside him, Viggo pulled him close, scanning the chocolate gaze.
"I was just..maybe..a..bit worried..you know." He admitted when Viggo's searching eyes became to much.
After an incredibly long pause, "Does that bother you?"
"What?"
"Worrying about me."
"No!" He shot back as if accused of a crime. "Why would it."
"Don't know, that's why I'm asking, but you almost sound like you don't want to."
"Well it doesn't, I mean..of course I'm..concerned..I mean..unless I'm not allowed to care for a..mate..a..a lover.
I mean..what the fucg! Yg! You don't want me worried, but what..you accusin me of bein cold cause you think I'm not!" He cringed at the pathetic hurt he heard in his own voice, deciding to try uch uch of levity instead. "I mean..it would be kinda hard screwin you into the mattress if I gotta think about you havin an attack all the time."
He didn't know why that answer bothered him. Had he really expected Orli to drop to one knee and declare undying love for him. Well, at least he knew he cared..a little bit. "I'm not accusing you of anything baby, it was just an observance." He slid a hand down the young mans back, pulling their hips closer together and teased back. "I guess it would dampen the mood a bit. So..," he pressed in on the small of Orli's back bring them completely together, "If I promise not to have a seizure will I get to feel you..*all* of you... soon?"
"I..., " whoa, he'd been so damn worried he'd absolutely forgot, "I'm sure we'll work *somethin* out..as soon as you have a shower."
"I smell, he teased with wide innocent eyes, hmph, not possible!" He started his climb over Orli to get up, stopping directly over him on his remark.
"No luv, you don't smell..you reek."
"Reek? Your not in a very good position right now to be putting down my personal hygiene." He eyed the lithe form with a suggestive leer.
"Filthy human, what could you possibly do to me you haven't already..or that I wouldn't want?"
He wanted to laugh as Orli's eyes widened slightly with his next words, "Nothing I'm sure. But the pleasuring tortures..I could inflict on your enticing body..would have you *wishing* you'd not uttered a word." He watched the gulp visibly slide down the slender throat, but Orli was definitely a scrapper, he'd give him that.
"Think you can cause *that* much pleasure?" He snorted over the challenge. "I'm not some naive kid, unfamiliar with pleasures of the body luv." "No." He agreed, his smile growing when the most endearing look of confusion fluttering through the young mans eyes. "Just *naieve* to my ways. And now that I can touch you in any way..taste you..*everywhere* the possibilities are..infinate."
Eyes began a slow lustful check of a body he was coming to know as well as his own. Parted lips to ease the quickened breathing, nipples already hardening under his gaze. Fingers twitched, itching to grab for him and pull their bodies in contact. He lifted his a little more. His abdomen was taut from the fight to keep his member soft, which he had so obviously lost. The poor thing didn't realize a little pre-torture test had already begun.
The breathing grew more shallow as his eyes continued a slow trek back up to hold the others gaze, watching them darken with desire right before him.
He didn't have to try to pitch his tone to the low lustful rasp that made Orli quiver, it was already there.
"Lower your boxers for me baby...I want to taste you." It would have been funny at the speed with which boxers were sent down long legs if he wasn't so horny himself, but he was too far gone at the moment to care. He may be succeeding with his little test, but it was having a profound effect on him as well. Knowing he was going to make love to him, really make love, to feel those satiny walls close around *him--God*, he bit back a moan and remained for a moment longer. Letting anticipation grab a firm hold on Orli before he-very slowly-moved down to position his lips above the beautiful hard shaft that was already weeping for him.
His breath wafting over the moist tip made Orlando shiver. Viggo was taunting him, he knew this, but it did nothing to stop the heat pooling in his groin when Viggo lowered to sample what he so shamelessly offered. The barest of contact from the tip of his tongue drew a quivering moan that made his head press back hard to the pillow.
Viggo raised back to hands and knees to get a clear look at the tortured face with eyes scrunched tightly closed. "Still want me to have that shower?"
A soft, protesting moan accompanied the start of his head shaking no. By sheer force of will, he made it bob up and down instead, while screaming no inside.
Keeping his hips away from the young mans straining erection, he lowered his upper body to whisper in an ear. "Mmmm..your right..shouldn't start something I can't finish..*completely*." Lips pulled the lobe, then lit a burning trail along the jawline to poise above his lips. Orli's warm soft pants mingled with his own breath as lips hovered just out of reach. "Be back soon..lover."
He didn't bother trying to speak, dared not open his eyes to Vig, just barely nodded, begging silently for Viggo to hurry.
Before stepping into the bathroom a barely audible moan from the bed reached him. He turned to see Orli's head thrashing back and forth, fists lightly hitting the mattress at each side. Smirking, knowing he had hardly tried tormenting him, he let a laugh slip out, loud enough to be heard and hurried to shower.

~*~*~*~*~*

The freezing water had done little to cool his overheated libido and when he saw the vision displayed on his bed, it heated immediately back up to full throttle. Despite the swelling action between his legs, he leaned in a relaxed stance against the door jam, toweling his hair. "Couldn't wait for me?"
He smirked as the hand he'd been watching tease a nipple, slid in a deliberate path to a *still* erect cock. He began stroking up and down the whole delectable length with slow, lazy movements.
"This is *because* of you..remember?"
He knew what others said about the intensity of his 'steely gaze' but the one Orli turned on him made his weak in comparison. Those soulful brown orbs pierced straight through his heart-into his very soul. In his usual soft sexy cadence he urged Viggo, "Come to bed lover..I need you."
The towel flew behind him in the general direction of the bathroom as he traversed the small distance to the bed, unable to peel his eyes away from Orli's, whose stayed glued at hip level, watching the proud evidence of Viggo's desire.
As he slid into bed, the accent deepened beyond his usual sultry attack and whispered a simple question. "Which do you wish to feel first luv...my mouth..or my a"
H"
His eyes closed against the unbelievable thrill that raced up his spine, leaving him dizzy with need. He opened his mouth, realizing he no idea what to say, flopped back onto the bed. Head twisting back and forth in disbelief as a silly grin formed his lips.
"Did you lay in here this whole time, thinking how best to bring me to my knees?"
"Course not." He turned on his side taking Viggo's hardened length in his hand. "Inspiration struck when I saw this." He purred, making one full stroke before Viggo caught his wrist a groan. "No..please Orli." He rolled on top of him, lacing the fingers of each hand together. "Touch me like that again and it may be over."
"And that would be bad?"
"I'm exhausted, what if I can't get it back up?"
He wiggled his hips beneath Viggo with a seductive purr that sent shudders throughout the mans body. "That'll never happen luv."
"Christ Orli...stop that..are you *trying* to give me a seizure?"
"I'm *trying* to get you..inside of me."
Having no other way to shut him up, Viggo meshed their lips together in an attempt to stop that sinful voice from playing havoc with his control. 'Wrong move old man,' he reached blindly for the lube. Orlando's lips parting beneath his with a moan and sucking on his tongue was far worse.
"Want me to do that?"
He tried a sweet smile, that failed miserably with a chuckle under Viggo's glare. "Forgot..no touching."I'mI'm gonna touch you!" He growled, laying back down beside his lover.
"Promise?" His teasing smile slipped when Viggo slid two slicked fingers unerringly between spread legs and entered him.
"Holy fuck Vig!"
"Yeah, planned on just that baby."
He moved his fingers with deliberate gentleness. Loving the way he was always ready for him. Loving the way he squirmed under his touch, pushing into it. He loved the soft pleas and murmured sounds of pleasure made only for him..he loved Orli.
Sliding his fingers free he gathered him in his arms, crushing their bodies together with the force of emotion, taking parted lips in a deep kiss, lest he say the words aloud.
Orli twisted helplessly in the vice of his lovers grasp. Aching to be filled. His fingers wound possessively through long silky strands, lending purchase as his hips ground forward, rubbing his cock against Viggo's to create a delicious friction.
Viggo broke the kiss, eyes locking to the others, his ravenous gaze direct and unfiltered, he whispered raggedly to his love, "I need to be inside you."
"Inside me...yes." Was his breathy response.
He started guiding Orli beneath him, pausing on the enormity of what they were about to do. "Are you...sure baby?"
"Please." He breathed, fighting visibly for some form of control. He held Viggo's gaze for as long as he could. Through the first nudge of flesh that breached him, til the swollen head was fully sheathed. Then his eyes lost focus and he slipped away as wave after wave of pure sensation rippled through him, each more powerful than the last.
Viggo found himself momentarily spellbound by the sight. Then began rocking his hips in tiny thrusts, easing his full length in. Wanting to savor every moment, every gasp, each sensation of flesh meeting for the first time. And Christ. It was so hot and silky, the fit so perfect, the glide so smooth it made Viggo's head spin. His body stilled when he was fully sheathed, fighting for more control.
The soft pleading noises that pulsed from Orli's throat, his hips arching, searching in their need, was driving his senses to near overload.
Eyes darkened to charcoal opened in question, fingers that traced the swell of buttocks pulled gently, encouraging. "Now Vig, he whispered, please...make love to me." His heart nearly stopped on that soft plea. Knowing it was lust and passion talking, loving ust ust the same.
Eyes fluttered closed as he started to move within him. Deep slow thrusts that left them aching for more. He lowered onto Orlando, whispering against those luscious lips. "I could spend the rest of eternity making love with you.... moving together...just like this."
"Oh...God..." Orli moaned, pulling Viggo tighter, sealing their lips in what soon became a heated kiss that spiraled their passion to pure need.
The mixture of lust and love was enough to send his mind tumbling out of control. Hips tilted, speed and rhythm altered, he slid a hand over Orli's, moved with him, in him. Trembling on the edge with deep kisses and achingly deep thrusts. One growled softly, a body arched, a sharp gasp was torn from lips, they both stiffened, chanting the others name as they toppled over the edge. Viggo's warm seed filled him, making his entire body erupt with pleasure as he spilled over their fingers.
"No luv..please don't." He stopped Viggo from rolling off. Lifting a leg to rest under the mans waist he guided them on their sides, keeping their bodies joined.
He lost himself in that deep dark gaze while Orli's fingers stroked his cheek with unbearable tenderness. Both wanting nothing more than to voice every emotion they were feeling at that moment.

TBC