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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
29
Views:
2,874
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Sleeping beauty
Summary: Hunter and Lij get a maybe not so pleasant surprise when they wake up, Karl wants revenge and Eric strips Dave...
Disclaimer: Not true! But in my little world there are happy Tiggers and Roos bouncing around!
Notes: Sorry that this took me so long, but I was blocking once more.
25. Sleeping beauty
Hunter mumbled sleepily, snuggling closer to the warm body lying next to him. He sighed when nimble fingers reached out to tanlge in his short hair. Hunter tilted his head, letting his lips brush over soft skin, deciding that it was still too early to open his eyes. He returned the caress with his hands, shivering in delight when soft lips parted under his and let his tongue in.
“Mmmh...” Craving for more bodily contact Hunter moved yet closer, his arms snaking themselves around slim hips. Hunter’s eyes flew open in shock when his crotch met mirroring hardness and he found himself staring into two pools of unnatural blue.
Elijah squeaked and fell backwards off the bed, trying to bring as much distance as possible between Hunter and himself. “No,” he whispered in panic, frantically trying to put on his jeans. “No!” Lij’ voice got louder. “I’m straight,” he mumbled and grabbed his shirt and shoes and stumbled to the door. “I’m straight,” he repeated a little louder as he left the room, nearly running against Karl who was searching the guest rooms for his son. “Straight!” Lij muttered, his voice hysterically high.
An amused smirk appeared on Karl’s lips as his gaze followed the younger man. It seemed like somebody had been playing pranks on poor Elijah. Curiously Karl walked forward, looking inside the room. The smile froze on his face when he saw his naked and confused son sitting between tangled sheets, holding his fingers to his lips that were clearly swolen from kissing. “Hunter?” Karl asked in a hoarse voice, but his son only shook his head. “Ok,” Karl sighed and left the room. “I think I understand...”
~*~
“Viiiiggooooo!!!!”
With wide eyes Dave watched Karl run down the stairs. He shook his head when the other man vanished in the kitchen and slammed the door shut behind his back. Muffled screams were to be heard.
“Do you know what’s wrong with Karl?” Dave asked when he entered the living room, joining Eric, Marton and Craig on the couch. “He seemed to be pretty upset...” He frowned when Craig and Marton started giggling hysterically. “What have you done, boys?” Dave asked with a deep sigh. “And why is Viggo getting punished for it?”
“Wait and see!” Craig pressed out in a slightly breathless voice. He tugged on Marton’s sleeve. “I think it’s time to go, Marty,” he said and stood up, starting to jog into the direction of the door when he heard the kitchen door open again. “Marton! Craig!”
“We weren’t here,” Craig hissed into Dave’s direction before closing the door quietly.
“Where are they?” Karl growled only moments later.
“Who?” Dave asked innocently, scratching his nose.
“I think you know who I mean,” Karl said firmly, looking really scary with his red skin and flared nostrils. “Parker and Csokas!”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Dave replied with a sweet smile. “Marton and Craig left a few hours ago...”
Karl drew up his eyebrows in irritation. “I thought I had heard their voices,” he mumbled.
Eric and Dave shook their heads in unison. “No!”
Karl let himself sink down on the couch with a deep groan. “Fucking cowards...”
“What have they done anyway?” Eric asked the Kiwi curiously, letting his large hand tangle in Dave’s tousled hair.
“Oh, it’s their usual pranks,” Karl sighed tiredly, sounding a little calmer now that he knew that Marton and Craig were out of reach. “They just overdid it this time by pulling my son into it.”
“Hunter?” Dave sounded surprised and sat up a little.
Karl nodded. “Remember what they did to Billy and Dom?”
Dave’s eyes widened in shock. “No! Who?”
“Lij,” Karl grumbled, burying his face in his hands.
“Lij?” Dave squeaked, pressing back a laugh. “Lij and Hunter?”
“Yes,” Karl groaned.
“No!” Dave exclaimed.
“Um...would somebody care to explain this to me?” Eric asked carefully, lifting up his hand.
“Well, you’ve met the bunch of us now...” Dave chuckled softly. “We use every chance we can get to play pranks on each other. What Craig and Marton did is that they put Karl’s son Hunter and Elijah into one bed – naked. And you can imagine what it feels like to wake up after a night filled with heavy drinking and you’re lying in some stranger’s arms.” Tenderly he started patting Karl’s arm. “Hey, don’t be too upset, Karl,” Dave tried to soothe the other man. “I really don’t think it’ll leave Hunter traumatized...”
Now even Karl had to smile a little. “You’re probably right. I’m far more concerned about Elijah’s well-being...”
Eric cocked his eyebrows. “Elijah’s the small guy with the freaky eyes, right?” Dave and Karl nodded. “He freaked out?”
“Freaked out? He kept squealing ‘I’m straight’ as he fled the room,” Karl snorted, seeming to forget his anger. “Thinking of it now it was really funny.”
Dave put his arm around Karl’s shoulder, pulling the younger man into a hug. “See?” he asked. “No reason to kill Craig and Marton.”
Karl nodded against Dave’s chest. “Well, maybe not immediatly. But I’ll sure as hell try it later...”
“Karl?” they suddenly heard Harry’s voice from the doorway. He walked a few steps and then knelt down in front of his lover. “I think we should go now. Hunter needs a few more hours of sleep...and to be honest so do I.”
Karl leant forward to kiss Harry’s forehead. “Just a minute, love. I’ll be there in a minute...”
“Sleep?” Dave yawned, suddenly feeling rather tired himself. “That reminds me that I only had a small nap on the carpet myself.”
Eric tugged on the other Aussie’s sleeve. “Want me to drive you to your hotel?” he asked softly.
“That’d be nice of you,” Dave smiled and freed himself from Karl’s embrace to get up. “I’ll just say goodbye to our hosts and search for Eliza.”
“I’ll look for your daughter,” Eric said firmly, putting his hand on Dave’s shoulder.
“Thanks,” Dave whispered tiredly.
~*~
“Little Roo?” Eric knocked at the door. “Are you in here?”
“Yeah...” a tired voice mumbled from the darkness of the room.
“Your dad wants to leave,” Eric explained, scooping the half-asleep girl into his strong arms. “You can sleep a little longer, that’s really no problem...”
~*~
“Sleep tight, sunshine,” Dave yawned and kissed his daughter’s forehead lovingly. Slowly he got up to walk to his own hotel room.
“Jesus, Roo!” Eric cursed and caught Dave in his arms who had damn near tumbled into a wall. “Don’t you pass out on me!” He shook his head. “You really should’ve said something earlier...”
“I would’ve said something if I’d known I was this tired,” Dave yawned, snuggling into Eric’s shoulder. He handed Eric the key to his room. “Here...”
“525?” Eric cocked his eyebrows. “Roo, we already walked past that.” With a sigh he turned around, dragging Dave into the direction they had just come from. “It’s good that I drove you here! With your luck you would’ve probably ended up crashing into some tree!”
Dave chuckled sleepily. “In the middle of fucking London?”
“Yes, Roo,” Eric replied, trying to open the door to Dave’s hotel room with his free hand while holding Dave with the other. “Come in, Roo!” They stumbled forward until Dave slumped down on the bed, nearly pulling Eric with him.
“Help me?” Dave asked in a quiet voice, looking up at Eric from heavy lidded eyes. He moved his feet. “Too damn tired to get my fucking shoes off...”
Eric smiled sweetly and sat down next to Dave’s feet, pulling first the shoes and then Dave’s socks from the other man’s feet. “Something else?”
“Jacket maybe,” Dave mumbled innocently. “And then maybe my shirt and pants... Can’t make me sleep in my clothes here!”
Eric blinked, but helped Dave out of his jacket and shirt. “I think you can manage the rest on your own,” he breathed, pulling at one of Dave’s belt loops with his thumb.
“Ok...” Dave pouted and unzipped his jeans, mumbling gratefully when Eric pulled them down his legs.
Mesmerized Eric stared at the man sprawled in front of him on the bed. Dave was only wearing his boxers and a t-shirt now.
“Eric?” Dave nudged against Eric’s thigh with his naked toes, ripping the taller man from his daydreams.
“Yeah?” Eric looked slightly confused. “Um...I was just thinking that maybe I should go to my own hotel and leave you to yourself so you can sleep.”
“Don’t I get a goodnight kiss?” Dave wanted to know, a pout gracing his full lips. “I’m sure I could sleep better after that...”
“Naughty little Roo...” Eric grinned and lay down next to Dave on the mattrass. “First you make me strip you and then you want a kiss?” He leant closer and lowered his head, letting his lips brush over Dave’s forehead in a soft caress. “Good night, Roo.”
“That was no real kiss,” Dave protested sleepily and put his arms around the Eric’s neck, pulling the other man closer.
“You’re too tired for a real kiss, Roo,” Eric growled in a low voice and was just about to stand up when he felt Dave’s limbs tangling with his. “Roo?” Eric cocked his eyebrows. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Wrapping myself around you so you can’t run away while I’m sleeping...” Dave mumbled, snuggling closer to Eric’s broad frame. “Will you stay with me please? I’m sick of sleeping alone!” An amused sparkle appeared in the grey depths of Dave’s eyes. “I even promise to behave! I’m too fucking tired to do anything else but sleep...”
TBC...
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Disclaimer: Not true! But in my little world there are happy Tiggers and Roos bouncing around!
Notes: Sorry that this took me so long, but I was blocking once more.
25. Sleeping beauty
Hunter mumbled sleepily, snuggling closer to the warm body lying next to him. He sighed when nimble fingers reached out to tanlge in his short hair. Hunter tilted his head, letting his lips brush over soft skin, deciding that it was still too early to open his eyes. He returned the caress with his hands, shivering in delight when soft lips parted under his and let his tongue in.
“Mmmh...” Craving for more bodily contact Hunter moved yet closer, his arms snaking themselves around slim hips. Hunter’s eyes flew open in shock when his crotch met mirroring hardness and he found himself staring into two pools of unnatural blue.
Elijah squeaked and fell backwards off the bed, trying to bring as much distance as possible between Hunter and himself. “No,” he whispered in panic, frantically trying to put on his jeans. “No!” Lij’ voice got louder. “I’m straight,” he mumbled and grabbed his shirt and shoes and stumbled to the door. “I’m straight,” he repeated a little louder as he left the room, nearly running against Karl who was searching the guest rooms for his son. “Straight!” Lij muttered, his voice hysterically high.
An amused smirk appeared on Karl’s lips as his gaze followed the younger man. It seemed like somebody had been playing pranks on poor Elijah. Curiously Karl walked forward, looking inside the room. The smile froze on his face when he saw his naked and confused son sitting between tangled sheets, holding his fingers to his lips that were clearly swolen from kissing. “Hunter?” Karl asked in a hoarse voice, but his son only shook his head. “Ok,” Karl sighed and left the room. “I think I understand...”
~*~
“Viiiiggooooo!!!!”
With wide eyes Dave watched Karl run down the stairs. He shook his head when the other man vanished in the kitchen and slammed the door shut behind his back. Muffled screams were to be heard.
“Do you know what’s wrong with Karl?” Dave asked when he entered the living room, joining Eric, Marton and Craig on the couch. “He seemed to be pretty upset...” He frowned when Craig and Marton started giggling hysterically. “What have you done, boys?” Dave asked with a deep sigh. “And why is Viggo getting punished for it?”
“Wait and see!” Craig pressed out in a slightly breathless voice. He tugged on Marton’s sleeve. “I think it’s time to go, Marty,” he said and stood up, starting to jog into the direction of the door when he heard the kitchen door open again. “Marton! Craig!”
“We weren’t here,” Craig hissed into Dave’s direction before closing the door quietly.
“Where are they?” Karl growled only moments later.
“Who?” Dave asked innocently, scratching his nose.
“I think you know who I mean,” Karl said firmly, looking really scary with his red skin and flared nostrils. “Parker and Csokas!”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Dave replied with a sweet smile. “Marton and Craig left a few hours ago...”
Karl drew up his eyebrows in irritation. “I thought I had heard their voices,” he mumbled.
Eric and Dave shook their heads in unison. “No!”
Karl let himself sink down on the couch with a deep groan. “Fucking cowards...”
“What have they done anyway?” Eric asked the Kiwi curiously, letting his large hand tangle in Dave’s tousled hair.
“Oh, it’s their usual pranks,” Karl sighed tiredly, sounding a little calmer now that he knew that Marton and Craig were out of reach. “They just overdid it this time by pulling my son into it.”
“Hunter?” Dave sounded surprised and sat up a little.
Karl nodded. “Remember what they did to Billy and Dom?”
Dave’s eyes widened in shock. “No! Who?”
“Lij,” Karl grumbled, burying his face in his hands.
“Lij?” Dave squeaked, pressing back a laugh. “Lij and Hunter?”
“Yes,” Karl groaned.
“No!” Dave exclaimed.
“Um...would somebody care to explain this to me?” Eric asked carefully, lifting up his hand.
“Well, you’ve met the bunch of us now...” Dave chuckled softly. “We use every chance we can get to play pranks on each other. What Craig and Marton did is that they put Karl’s son Hunter and Elijah into one bed – naked. And you can imagine what it feels like to wake up after a night filled with heavy drinking and you’re lying in some stranger’s arms.” Tenderly he started patting Karl’s arm. “Hey, don’t be too upset, Karl,” Dave tried to soothe the other man. “I really don’t think it’ll leave Hunter traumatized...”
Now even Karl had to smile a little. “You’re probably right. I’m far more concerned about Elijah’s well-being...”
Eric cocked his eyebrows. “Elijah’s the small guy with the freaky eyes, right?” Dave and Karl nodded. “He freaked out?”
“Freaked out? He kept squealing ‘I’m straight’ as he fled the room,” Karl snorted, seeming to forget his anger. “Thinking of it now it was really funny.”
Dave put his arm around Karl’s shoulder, pulling the younger man into a hug. “See?” he asked. “No reason to kill Craig and Marton.”
Karl nodded against Dave’s chest. “Well, maybe not immediatly. But I’ll sure as hell try it later...”
“Karl?” they suddenly heard Harry’s voice from the doorway. He walked a few steps and then knelt down in front of his lover. “I think we should go now. Hunter needs a few more hours of sleep...and to be honest so do I.”
Karl leant forward to kiss Harry’s forehead. “Just a minute, love. I’ll be there in a minute...”
“Sleep?” Dave yawned, suddenly feeling rather tired himself. “That reminds me that I only had a small nap on the carpet myself.”
Eric tugged on the other Aussie’s sleeve. “Want me to drive you to your hotel?” he asked softly.
“That’d be nice of you,” Dave smiled and freed himself from Karl’s embrace to get up. “I’ll just say goodbye to our hosts and search for Eliza.”
“I’ll look for your daughter,” Eric said firmly, putting his hand on Dave’s shoulder.
“Thanks,” Dave whispered tiredly.
~*~
“Little Roo?” Eric knocked at the door. “Are you in here?”
“Yeah...” a tired voice mumbled from the darkness of the room.
“Your dad wants to leave,” Eric explained, scooping the half-asleep girl into his strong arms. “You can sleep a little longer, that’s really no problem...”
~*~
“Sleep tight, sunshine,” Dave yawned and kissed his daughter’s forehead lovingly. Slowly he got up to walk to his own hotel room.
“Jesus, Roo!” Eric cursed and caught Dave in his arms who had damn near tumbled into a wall. “Don’t you pass out on me!” He shook his head. “You really should’ve said something earlier...”
“I would’ve said something if I’d known I was this tired,” Dave yawned, snuggling into Eric’s shoulder. He handed Eric the key to his room. “Here...”
“525?” Eric cocked his eyebrows. “Roo, we already walked past that.” With a sigh he turned around, dragging Dave into the direction they had just come from. “It’s good that I drove you here! With your luck you would’ve probably ended up crashing into some tree!”
Dave chuckled sleepily. “In the middle of fucking London?”
“Yes, Roo,” Eric replied, trying to open the door to Dave’s hotel room with his free hand while holding Dave with the other. “Come in, Roo!” They stumbled forward until Dave slumped down on the bed, nearly pulling Eric with him.
“Help me?” Dave asked in a quiet voice, looking up at Eric from heavy lidded eyes. He moved his feet. “Too damn tired to get my fucking shoes off...”
Eric smiled sweetly and sat down next to Dave’s feet, pulling first the shoes and then Dave’s socks from the other man’s feet. “Something else?”
“Jacket maybe,” Dave mumbled innocently. “And then maybe my shirt and pants... Can’t make me sleep in my clothes here!”
Eric blinked, but helped Dave out of his jacket and shirt. “I think you can manage the rest on your own,” he breathed, pulling at one of Dave’s belt loops with his thumb.
“Ok...” Dave pouted and unzipped his jeans, mumbling gratefully when Eric pulled them down his legs.
Mesmerized Eric stared at the man sprawled in front of him on the bed. Dave was only wearing his boxers and a t-shirt now.
“Eric?” Dave nudged against Eric’s thigh with his naked toes, ripping the taller man from his daydreams.
“Yeah?” Eric looked slightly confused. “Um...I was just thinking that maybe I should go to my own hotel and leave you to yourself so you can sleep.”
“Don’t I get a goodnight kiss?” Dave wanted to know, a pout gracing his full lips. “I’m sure I could sleep better after that...”
“Naughty little Roo...” Eric grinned and lay down next to Dave on the mattrass. “First you make me strip you and then you want a kiss?” He leant closer and lowered his head, letting his lips brush over Dave’s forehead in a soft caress. “Good night, Roo.”
“That was no real kiss,” Dave protested sleepily and put his arms around the Eric’s neck, pulling the other man closer.
“You’re too tired for a real kiss, Roo,” Eric growled in a low voice and was just about to stand up when he felt Dave’s limbs tangling with his. “Roo?” Eric cocked his eyebrows. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Wrapping myself around you so you can’t run away while I’m sleeping...” Dave mumbled, snuggling closer to Eric’s broad frame. “Will you stay with me please? I’m sick of sleeping alone!” An amused sparkle appeared in the grey depths of Dave’s eyes. “I even promise to behave! I’m too fucking tired to do anything else but sleep...”
TBC...
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