All About Us (Series)
Blades
Rating: NC-17
Series: Part 2 of the “All about Us” series
Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. This did NOT happen. This is NOT real.
Summary: When all else fails, don’t get mad. Get naked.
Warnings: Sex in the shower. Kink. Angry Viggo. And a reference to “Little Sean”. See if you can guess who/what it is *grin*
Blades
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Waking up had always been a chore for Viggo Mortensen, and today wasn’t any easier either. Groggily, he squinted against the glare of morning sun, wondering why Sean hadn’t bothered to draw the curtains. Bloody insensitive bastard, Sean Bean was. It was a good thing he was a good performer in bed, or else Viggo would have kicked him out of his bedroom a long time ago.
Lazily he stretched, enjoying the dull ache in the secret places of his body. He had received a hell of a fuck the night before and if all went well, he hoped to receive another one just like that as soon as possible – like now. A twitch in his cock seemed to prove how eager he was to make that fantasy a reality and he grinned, wondering if Sean would like the idea of fucking in the shower – which was probably where his lover was at this point in time: in the shower. Sean was programmed that way and Viggo had since memorized the almost instinctive morning routine that Sean took…
Wake up, go to the bathroom, shower, get back into bed and fuck Viggo. Repeat if necessary, until hunger started to kick in and they simply had to eat because being hungry made Sean cranky which in turn made Viggo cranky.
Viggonnednned again, wondering if he could somehow break that pattern and infuse something more exciting in their relationship. Monotony was not something he was going to live with and he’d be damned if heowedowed Sean to continue with his normal and very boring routine.
He crept out of bed, his head cocked in a predatory manner, listening to the faint rush of the water running in the bathroom. He padded towards the bathroom door, buck naked and cock semi-hard with anticipation, all the while hoping to God that Sean wasn’t shaving when Viggo ‘happened’ to pounce on his unsuspecting prey. Pete wouldn’t be too pleased to know that Boromir died in a freak shaving accident.
He started to laugh, strangely delighted by his private joke… until he caught his reflection in the full-length mirror by the bed.
He stared at himself. Rubbed his eyes. Stared again at himself again.
“Fucking bastard!” he roared and charged into the bathroom.
Sean was indeed in the shower, bathing and brushing his teeth at the same time. Viggo supposed it was his way of saving water. But he didn’t care. Not when all he wanted to do was beat the living shit out of that asshole.
Sean looked mildly surprised, but not shocked to see the man before him. Viggo was so mad that he swore if someone were to make a caricature of him standing before Sean, he would have steam coming out of his ears.
“Gone!” he bellowed, gesturing wildly at the direction of his groin. Sean barely flinched. Instead, he turned off the shower and delicately spat out foam from his mouth before saying –
“Excuse me?”
“Gone! Hair gone! Hair all gone!”
The jackass actually smirked, looking damn proud of himself as his eyes flicked southwards, taking in the bald patch where there was once hair on Viggo’s flesh.
“Well, I kind of like you this way. Smooth as a baby.”
Viggo’s eyes narrowed to mere slits.
“Did you know how long I took to grow them?” he said a little inanely, his voice soft and dangerous.
Sean shrugged in a seemingly nonchalant manner, although his green eyes danced merrily.
“Judging from that bird’s nest you called your pubic hair, I’d say you’ve never shaved it all off before,” he said cheerfully, actually managing to chuckle. Viggo wasn’t amused and Sean gazed at his lover with some apprehension as he began to move menacingly towards the shower stall.
“Well… hair grows back you know. There’s no need to…erm… over-react,” he managed to say before being slammed against the wall. His fingers grappled for leverage to steady himself at the sudden upset in his balance. Viggo was pressed intimately against him, his hairless crotch rubbing against Sean’s, eliciting a moan from the blond.
“Over-react?” Viggo all but purred into the shell of Sean’s ear, pausing to nibble at his ear lobe. Sean shivered with the cold and desire, goose pimples appearing on the surface of his skin as blue eyes gazed into his own green ones.
“Talk to me about over-reacting after my hair’s grown back,” Viggo murmured, his voice thick with promise. Sean’s eyes flickered close… and he waited breathlessly.
Viggo kept Sean pinned to the wall with the weight of his body – one hand curling around the curve of his ass while the other reached out for the shower head. Quickly, he unscrewed the top, and turned on the tap, watching Sean’s face intently while he directed the spray against Sean’s balls.
Warm water rushed against his flesh, the vibrations creating new and yet familiar sensations. Ripples of pleasure washed over his loins (pun not intended) and against its will, Little Sean decided to rear its head to see what the fuss was all about.
Viggo grabbed Sean’s growing erection and stroked rhythmically, all the time moving the shower head in small circles from the base of his balls to the tip of Sean’s cock. Sean grabbed Viggo’s shoulders for leverage, his back arching and hips jerking reflectively.
“Ah yes, Vig. That feels nice,” he babbled, his head trashing from side to side before burying his face in Viggo’s neck to stifle his cries.
“Uh-uh, no. I want to hear you,” Viggo murmured, his voice husky and his blue eyes boring into Sean’s as he watched those green darkening in the throes of passion.
Sean mewled in reply, frantically rubbing his cock against Viggo’s thighs in an attempt to gain more friction. Viggo lifted Sean’s leg, urging him to warp ioundound Viggo’s waist and Sean eagerly complied, the new position allowing him greater contact against Viggo’s warm skin.
Viggo shifted the spray, directing it towards Sean’s arse. For a moment, the latter’s eyes widened in surprise before they fluttered close again when the water thrummed against his prostate.
Sean circled his hips desperately, the feel of Viggo’s flesh against his cock and the water jetting against his prostate setting him dangerously close to the edge. He became noisier, his voice seeming to be twice as loud in the enclosed space of the shower.
“You may come now,” Viggo said, his voice polite, a smile lacing his voice.
And so Sean did, his hip movements hitching as he thrust his hips one last time before ejaculating – his body quaking with the force of his release.
And then he sighed, the last residue of his come slipping down his leg with the flow of water. Viggo leaned forward to press a fond kiss upon the sweaty brow, turning off the tap and proceeded to pat them both dry with a towel.
“S’good. I never thought to look at a shower head that way,” he murmured against Viggo’s neck once they managed to stumble, weak-kneed, to the bed.
“Hey, I’m an artist. I am supposed to be resourceful and creative,” he said with just a hint of cockiness. Sean punished him by biting harder than he normally would on Viggo’s shoulder, earning him a reproachful look.
“So I guess we are now even?” Viggo said, snuggling against Sean.
Sean nodded his head sleepily, and within minutes, they drifted off the sleep.
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Later that night…
Scritch Scratch. Scritch Scratch.
Groan.
“Wha-? What’s wrong? Viggo?”
“Itches. Can’t sleep.”
Scritch Scratch. Scritch Scratch.
A flip of a switch as the light came on.
“ ‘Ere, lemme look at that…”
“What the fuck!”
“Whoa… Vig. You’ve broken out in rashes. Looks nasty.”
“Bet you didn’t think of that when you shaved me did you!”
“Well, it serves you right for using the wax strips on me. Now stay there, I need to get something.”
“StupidTwatFuckingMoronic Jerk!”
“Don’t pollute my innocent ears. Here’s some cream. Wait, I’ll put in on for you.”
“Siiiiggghhhhh.”
“Good?”
“Yessssssss.”
“Okay, now get some sleep. We’ve got a bitch of a schedule tomorrow.”
“….”
Silence.
“You know I’m going to have to get back at you for that one, right?”
“Can’t bloody wait.”
THE END
To be copntinued in "Plastic"... Viggo gets even!