Christmas Comes

Title: Tongue Tied
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: SB/VM
Author: jenolas
Disclaimer: This is a work of total fiction. I make no claim as to the lifestyle choices of these lovely men.
Summary: Viggo finds that sealing envelopes can be a very enjoyable experience.

Tongue Tied


Several hours of intensely pleasurable and mind-blowing lovemaking was all it took for Viggo to convince Sean to allow him to use the photo of them for the Christmas cards. Deep down they both knew that Sean had already given his approval, but it had certainly been enjoyable to pretend that more ‘coercion’ was required.

“Make sure you have the list ready and we’ll send them out tonight,” Viggo said from the bedroom doorway where he leant casually against the frame, staring openly and most appreciatively at his beautiful, naked lover as Sean made his way to the bathroom.

“Want to join me?” Sean asked, his seductive green eyes and sinful smile always arousing such want and need in Viggo the like of which he had never experienced before. He was sorely tempted to accept, but was unwilling to give Sean any chance to change his mind.

“Yes and no. I showered while you were asleep and I have to finish the cards.” With a reluctant shake of his head, but unable to resist claiming those delicious lips one more time, he kissed Sean then returned to the dark room to process the many photos they would need.

“How about you write the nice poetic Christmas greetings and I will address the envelopes,” Sean suggested when they finally got to work, reaching for the pile of envelopes, naturally made from fully recycled paper, that Viggo had bought.

“Okay, but don’t you want to write your own message to your girls?” Viggo asked with a grin when he saw Sean blush slightly as he handed him a card. Sean looked at it then caught Viggo’s hand in his, his eyes shining brightly. This one was a more ‘chaste’ photo of them taken outdoors at Viggo’s ranch. It was much more suitable for his daughters’ eyes in Sean's opinion and that Viggo had realised this spoke of a depth of understanding, love and respect that overwhelmed Sean at times.

“I love you, Vig.” Simple words but filled with meaning and no better way to thank his lover.

“I love you, too Sean,” Viggo replied as he handed the next card to his assistant, watching with bated breath and a rock hard bulge in his sweatpants as Sean wrote the address, then lifted the envelope to his lips. Viggo had been very careful to make the cards to the size of standard envelopes, and for a very selfish reason. There was nothing more arousing than the way Sean often licked his lips.

His cock twitched as the tip of Sean’s moist, pink and amazingly erotic tongue breached the small gap between his lips and touched the edge of the seal. As he ran his tongue lightly and oh so slowly along first one side and then the other of the edge that was coated with pre-applied glue, Viggo imagined he could feel the tickle of the slightly rough flesh lightly licking its way from the base of his cock, along the sensitive underside, across the weeping head and down the other side. Viggo groaned softly, feeling the loss when Sean sealed the envelope and put it aside.

“Waiting for inspiration, or just lost in one of your weird worlds?” Sean asked as he waved his hand in front of Viggo’s face to get his attention.

“What? Oh, sorry,” Viggo replied absently, his thoughts definitely elsewhere.

“Come on Vig, it’ll be next Christmas before we finish at this rate,” Sean teased, apparently oblivious to his lover’s current fantasy. However as Viggo began to write in the second card, Sean saw his hand was shaking slightly and on closer inspection noticed the flush to his cheeks and the unmistakable deep blue of arousal in his eyes when Viggo handed him the completed work and another envelope. So, that’s where his mind is, in his pants, Sean told himself with a chuckle as a plan formed.

There were many ways of pleasuring Viggo, and Sean knew them all very well, especially his favourites, and he quickly realised what was turning his lover on at the moment. Sean moistened his tongue and as he lifted the envelope to his lips, Viggo’s whimper dig not go unnoticed. This time he caught Viggo’s gaze and held him riveted with his most seductive, ‘fuck me’ look as he delicately licked the paper, making sure to enticingly thrust his tongue in and out as he moved it slowly along the seal, finally running the tip around his lips in a manner that made Viggo’s cock impossibly hard and his breath ragged.

“Want some of this, huh?” Sean asked, allowing only the tip of his tongue to be seen as he stared directly at the bulge at Viggo’s groin Viggo watched as Sean’s tongue disappeared back into it’s moist, warm home and wanted nothing more than for his cock to follow it.

“God yes!” Viggo moaned, untying his sweat pant in his eagerness.

“Not so fast, lover. Cards first,” Sean said, leaning back in his chair and smiling wickedly, enjoying the game.

“Now, you bastard!” Viggo demanded needily, throwing his sweat pants aside. Sean could not help but admire the hardness jutting from between his lover’s legs, no doubt throbbing and pulsing as much as his own was doing in response to Viggo’s need.

“Oh no. Who is always telling me than anticipation is an aphrodisiac?” Sean asked shaking his head and drawing on all his acting skills to feign disinterest as he reached for another envelope

“I lied… well not really, but… please, Sean?” Begging might work better. Sean ignored the plea and began licking another envelope, this time murmuring and humming against the paper as if it was really Viggo’s cock. Viggo groaned loudly and reached downwards, desperate to relieve the building tension. “Do I have to do it myself?”

“Well, as much as I enjoy watching, I think I would rather a more active role,” Sean admitted, rubbing his chin as if thinking seriously about the offer he had no intention of accepting. He loved giving Viggo blowjobs.

“Then hurry the fuck up and end this torture!” Viggo demanded, the smile of delight and desire in his eyes as Sean moved to kneel between his knees warming the Brit’s heart. Ever so slowly the and using only the very tip of his tongue, Sean licked his way up and down Viggo’s length, savouring every little moan and whimper his pleasuring elicited form Viggo.

“Mmm, so good,” Sean murmured as he tasted the silvery liquid leaking freely from the small slit.

“So… fucking… good,” Viggo agreed breathlessly, already trying to thrust deeper into Sean’s mouth.

“No, Vig, just the tongue, just like you wanted, ” Sean whispered, drawing back to swipe Viggo’s balls with a long, hard touch of his tongue. Viggo could not help but writhe and moan incoherently as Sean began licking harder and faster, occasionally dipping the rough tip of his tongue into the leaking slit for a little more lubrication.

“So close…. so close…” Viggo managed to chant as Sean’s wonderful, wicked tongue worked its magic. “Sean!”

“So very beautiful,” Sean whispered adoringly, eyes bright with tears of joy as he watched his lover come undone.