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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,530
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0
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Currently Reading:
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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.
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Fic: You Bitch! 3/3
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Juniper
Rate: NC-17
Pairing: OB/CF, OB/VM
Archive: You see the e-mail? Let me know…
Disclaimer: Only in my dream, and it is such a sweet dream.
Feedback: If you want to
Warning: AU, BDSM, OOC, kink, nymphomania, sadomasochism, angst.
Summary: Don’t you think it’s Orli’s time to have a little fun?
~
3.
Orlando woke up feeling the coldness of the sheets around him. He figured that Colin had left for work. Walking into the kitchen, he made himself some coffee, reflecting on the pleasures the older man had given him the night before.
Colin saw Orlando standing in the kitchen drinking his coffee. He wondered how Orlando had gotten the various bruises that decorated his smooth skin.
“Orli?” he questioned as he studied the younger man.
Orli, thinking Colin had left for work already, jumped as he heard Colin’s voice. “You scared me, mate.”
Colin walked toward Orlando, questioning him as he moved closer. “Where did you get those bruises? Did someone hurt you?”
Orlando’s mind raced as he gulped the hot coffee, burning his throat. He finally settled on a lie. “Don’t you remember slapping me last night?”
Colin searched his memory, trying to recall what had happened the night before. He finally realized that he must have been too tired to remember. He glanced at the clock. He would be late for work again. He thought about taking a day off to spend time with Orlando – to give back some of what Orlando had been giving him for so long. Sighing, he turned toward the door. “Goodbye, Love.” He closed the door quietly behind him.
Orlando smiled as Colin left. It was now only a matter of waiting for Viggo to show up.
~
Two hours later, Viggo finally arrived, carrying a small suitcase. He smiled as he caught sight of the naked young man that greeted him. “Did you miss your master, slave?”
Orlando nodded, coming closer to Viggo and beginning to shower him with kisses. Viggo almost fell as Orlando leaned his full weight against him. He did drop the suitcase. Pulling back, he looked at Orlando. “Well then…what are we waiting for?”
Soon Viggo was lying naked next to the younger man, running his hands over the smooth body – smelling and touching and relishing the feel of Orlando.
“Have you missed my whip, slave?” Viggo growled at Orlando, pulling away from the whimpering young man.
“I’ve missed everything about you. I need more of you, master,” Orlando said, rising from his position on the floor and leading Viggo to the bedroom.
Viggo followed behind, leaving his suitcase next to the door. As he entered the room, he took in the mess. It looked like a tornado had swept through the room. He looked toward the young man. “Orli?”
“Yes, master?”
“When was the last time when the room was cleaned?”
“I don’t remember…” Orlando replied.
“Do you ever clean this room?” Viggo asked wonderingly.
“I’m barely in this room…” Orli avoided the question.
Viggo saw all of the dirty condoms that littered the floor next to the bed. He walked over and picked one out of the clutter, looking disbelievingly at Orlando. “Barely in the room? So what’s this?”
“Ummm…” Orli didn’t know what to say.
“Okay slave, we can’t work in this environment. You have two minutes, no more – no less, to clean up this room, understand?”
Orli nodded sadly, he never thought he’d spend his time with Viggo cleaning. He began cleaning the room, noticing that Viggo watched his watch as he cleaned. He felt a burst of energy as he raced against the clock.
“Ten second warning,” Viggo stated firmly, watching the tension mount in his slave’s face. He was fully prepared to punish Orlando if he didn’t finish the chore.
Orlando failed his task. He looked around at the still messy room as he watched Viggo walk back toward his suitcase at the doorway. The crack of a whip drew his undivided attention back to his master. He smiled. He had been waiting for this.
Viggo barked a rough order. “Lay on the bed!” He watched and waited as Orlando obeyed him, lying on the bed and waiting for further instructions. “Lay on your back and spread you legs.” He commanded.
He licked his lips as he studied the smooth expanse of Orlando’s chest. His eyes zeroed in on the flat brown nipples, causing his cock to grow erect.
Using the chains from last night, he bound Orlando’s hands to the bed. Moving his hands over Orli’s face, he noticed the pleasure the younger man took from his touch. Kissing the younger boy’s cheeks, he felt Orlando’s breath puff against his ear. He was surprised by the ferocity of Orlando’s kiss when their lips finally touched.
Viggo slid his hands over Orlando’s nipples as the young man kissed him. He pinched one lightly between his fingertips making Orli break the kiss and whimper loudly with pleasure. Viggo lowered his head and continued to move his tongue lower along his slave’s body, tasting the ripples of pleasure that radiated through him. He finally latched his mouth around an erect nipple, biting lightly, feeling Orlando’s legs tighten around his back. He loved this feeling – Orlando seemed to love this feeling – he was ready to come.
Viggo pulled away from Orlando. “Hold – don’t come yet…”
Orlando glared murderously at him. He needed release badly. Especially when Viggo resumed biting his nipples and began to stroke his cock.
“Oh… my god… please…” Orlando begged.
“Not yet!” Viggo ordered. His voice was cold.
“Please…” Orlando begged as he shuddered, muscles tensed for release.
Viggo ignored him, moving his tongue over Orlando’s cock, licking it – feeling the shivers that passed through the lithe body.
“I’m going to die…” Orlando mumbled, thinking that he couldn’t hold out any longer.
“No, you aren’t, slave, just hold on…have fun…” Viggo soothed him.
“I can’t…” Orlando sighed heavily.
Orlando released, his seed spreading on Viggo’s face. Viggo looked angry.
Viggo leaned over Orlando’s face and untied him. “Lick my face!” He ordered.
Orlando licked all traces of his release from his master’s face.
“Put this on.” Viggo ordered.
Orlando took the costume and dressed quickly, waiting for more instructions.
“Roll over.” Viggo commanded, watching as Orlando rolled over. He had just finished binding the chain around Orlando’s neck and cock when the phone rang.
“Ignore it!” Viggo said.
“No! I have to answer it, it’s Colin…” Orlando explained.
“How can you be so sure it’s your friend?”
Orlando moved his hand over to the phone and answered. “Oh… hi Colin…” he mumbled into the phone.
~
Colin could hear noises in the background. “Orli?” He asked.
“Yes, Love?” Orlando tried desperately to keep his voice normal and finish the call.
“Who’s there?” Colin asked suspiciously.
“N… no one…” Orlando lied.
“Should I come home and check on you?” Colin suggested.
“No… no… you have work to do,” Orlando answered. He didn’t want to be caught.
Colin could still hear the noises in the background.
~
As Orlando talked to Colin on the phone, Viggo continued to prepare him, dripping liquid into his entrance.
~
Colin listened closely to the voice he heard on the other end of the line.
“You’re so sweet…”
The voice was not Orlando’s.
He hung up the phone angrily, stalking away from his co-workers who tried to stop him.
~
“Colin? Colin?” Orlando called, holding the phone away from his ear as he heard only a dial tone on the phone.
Viggo, noticing Orlando’s frown, asked, “What is it?”
“He hung up…” Orlando whispered dazedly.
Viggo ran his hand over Orlando’s smooth skin. “So…?”
“I’m afraid that he’ll come here,” Orlando answered.
“Stop worrying. He won’t come here…just enjoy the moment…” Viggo whispered as he lowered his tongue to Orlando’s entrance.
Orlando lowered his face to the pillow, biting his lip as he felt every thrust of his master’s tongue in his most intimate place.
“Thank you love…” Orlando whimpered.
“It’s my pleasure…” Viggo rasped, continuing to lick him.
After several moments of bliss, Viggo stopped licking Orlando. Taking his whip, he marked the young man’s ass repeatedly.
Neither man noticed as the door was opened.
They were both oblivious to the man who stood inside the doorway, watching as Viggo moved his cock to Orlando’s entrance, continuing to whip the younger man.
“More…” Orlando whimpered.
“Orlando! You bitch!” Colin shouted at him, seeing enough to make him ill.
Orlando jumped away, almost knocking Viggo off of the bed.
“You scared me, love,” Orlando said in fear.
“You cheated me… how could you do it?” Colin asked, waiting for answers.
Orlando looked over to Viggo, whose face implied ‘Deal with it, it’s your problem’.
“Don’t look at him! Look at me,” Colin said angrily, coming closer.
For the first time, Orlando felt his world begin to fall apart. He collapsed onto the floor whimpering, “I didn’t mean to…I didn’t want to ruin your life…” He cried in despair, not able to face the fact that Colin would hate him from now on. He loved Colin as much or more than he loved Viggo.
Colin crouched beside him. “You didn’t…oh Orlando…”
Orlando continued to mumble, “I wish I had never been born…”
Colin placed a hand on the shoulder of the man he still loved. “Aw…don’t say that…” His heart ached for Orlando.
Viggo, who had been watching from beside the bed, moved closer and placed his hand on Orlando’s head, threading his fingers through the soft hair.
Colin embraced Orlando, looking up at Viggo, listening to Orlando’s pitiful rambling. “You both hate me…I know…”
Colin surprised him by pressing a kiss to his forehead. “I love you.”
Viggo lowered himself to the floor and placed a gentle kiss on Orlando’s cheek. “I love you, too. I’ve never stopped loving you.”
Orlando’s eyes were full of tears as he raised his head to look at them. “You love me?” At the men’s nods, he asked, “Both of you?” They nodded again.
To their surprise, Orlando stood and dressed quickly. Grabbing his wallet, he took off. He didn’t turn at the sound of both of the men’s voices calling, “Orlando?”
The only sound they heard was the slamming of the front door.
Viggo moved toward the door, stopping when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Colin standing there.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Colin asked.
“After him.” Was Viggo’s simple reply. He was startled when he heard Colin’s raised voice.
“No – you can’t…”
Viggo was stunned. “Why not? He needs us…”
Colin studied Viggo with fear in his eyes. “He knows he’ll have to choose…”
Viggo understood Colin’s fears. “Do you think he’ll come back?”
Collin answered as honestly as he could. “I don’t have any idea.”
Viggo moved toward the door again. “I’m going after him,” Viggo said, trying to move past Colin.
“He needs to be alone,” Colin said, stopping Viggo from leaving.
“But…he didn’t take any keys with him,” Viggo sputtered, looking for excuses to follow the younger man.
Colin decided to try changing the subject. He asked Viggo where he got the whip. “So…you’re the one who left the bruises on his ass…right?”
Viggo managed a small smile and some of the light came back into his eyes. “He loved it.” He said simply.
~
Hours later both men sat staring at the clock. It was dark now and Orlando was nowhere to be found.
“Where is he?” Colin whispered.
It was time to start worrying.
The End.
(Yes, there is a sequel that will answer your questions…)--> Broken Wings
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Juniper
Rate: NC-17
Pairing: OB/CF, OB/VM
Archive: You see the e-mail? Let me know…
Disclaimer: Only in my dream, and it is such a sweet dream.
Feedback: If you want to
Warning: AU, BDSM, OOC, kink, nymphomania, sadomasochism, angst.
Summary: Don’t you think it’s Orli’s time to have a little fun?
~
3.
Orlando woke up feeling the coldness of the sheets around him. He figured that Colin had left for work. Walking into the kitchen, he made himself some coffee, reflecting on the pleasures the older man had given him the night before.
Colin saw Orlando standing in the kitchen drinking his coffee. He wondered how Orlando had gotten the various bruises that decorated his smooth skin.
“Orli?” he questioned as he studied the younger man.
Orli, thinking Colin had left for work already, jumped as he heard Colin’s voice. “You scared me, mate.”
Colin walked toward Orlando, questioning him as he moved closer. “Where did you get those bruises? Did someone hurt you?”
Orlando’s mind raced as he gulped the hot coffee, burning his throat. He finally settled on a lie. “Don’t you remember slapping me last night?”
Colin searched his memory, trying to recall what had happened the night before. He finally realized that he must have been too tired to remember. He glanced at the clock. He would be late for work again. He thought about taking a day off to spend time with Orlando – to give back some of what Orlando had been giving him for so long. Sighing, he turned toward the door. “Goodbye, Love.” He closed the door quietly behind him.
Orlando smiled as Colin left. It was now only a matter of waiting for Viggo to show up.
~
Two hours later, Viggo finally arrived, carrying a small suitcase. He smiled as he caught sight of the naked young man that greeted him. “Did you miss your master, slave?”
Orlando nodded, coming closer to Viggo and beginning to shower him with kisses. Viggo almost fell as Orlando leaned his full weight against him. He did drop the suitcase. Pulling back, he looked at Orlando. “Well then…what are we waiting for?”
Soon Viggo was lying naked next to the younger man, running his hands over the smooth body – smelling and touching and relishing the feel of Orlando.
“Have you missed my whip, slave?” Viggo growled at Orlando, pulling away from the whimpering young man.
“I’ve missed everything about you. I need more of you, master,” Orlando said, rising from his position on the floor and leading Viggo to the bedroom.
Viggo followed behind, leaving his suitcase next to the door. As he entered the room, he took in the mess. It looked like a tornado had swept through the room. He looked toward the young man. “Orli?”
“Yes, master?”
“When was the last time when the room was cleaned?”
“I don’t remember…” Orlando replied.
“Do you ever clean this room?” Viggo asked wonderingly.
“I’m barely in this room…” Orli avoided the question.
Viggo saw all of the dirty condoms that littered the floor next to the bed. He walked over and picked one out of the clutter, looking disbelievingly at Orlando. “Barely in the room? So what’s this?”
“Ummm…” Orli didn’t know what to say.
“Okay slave, we can’t work in this environment. You have two minutes, no more – no less, to clean up this room, understand?”
Orli nodded sadly, he never thought he’d spend his time with Viggo cleaning. He began cleaning the room, noticing that Viggo watched his watch as he cleaned. He felt a burst of energy as he raced against the clock.
“Ten second warning,” Viggo stated firmly, watching the tension mount in his slave’s face. He was fully prepared to punish Orlando if he didn’t finish the chore.
Orlando failed his task. He looked around at the still messy room as he watched Viggo walk back toward his suitcase at the doorway. The crack of a whip drew his undivided attention back to his master. He smiled. He had been waiting for this.
Viggo barked a rough order. “Lay on the bed!” He watched and waited as Orlando obeyed him, lying on the bed and waiting for further instructions. “Lay on your back and spread you legs.” He commanded.
He licked his lips as he studied the smooth expanse of Orlando’s chest. His eyes zeroed in on the flat brown nipples, causing his cock to grow erect.
Using the chains from last night, he bound Orlando’s hands to the bed. Moving his hands over Orli’s face, he noticed the pleasure the younger man took from his touch. Kissing the younger boy’s cheeks, he felt Orlando’s breath puff against his ear. He was surprised by the ferocity of Orlando’s kiss when their lips finally touched.
Viggo slid his hands over Orlando’s nipples as the young man kissed him. He pinched one lightly between his fingertips making Orli break the kiss and whimper loudly with pleasure. Viggo lowered his head and continued to move his tongue lower along his slave’s body, tasting the ripples of pleasure that radiated through him. He finally latched his mouth around an erect nipple, biting lightly, feeling Orlando’s legs tighten around his back. He loved this feeling – Orlando seemed to love this feeling – he was ready to come.
Viggo pulled away from Orlando. “Hold – don’t come yet…”
Orlando glared murderously at him. He needed release badly. Especially when Viggo resumed biting his nipples and began to stroke his cock.
“Oh… my god… please…” Orlando begged.
“Not yet!” Viggo ordered. His voice was cold.
“Please…” Orlando begged as he shuddered, muscles tensed for release.
Viggo ignored him, moving his tongue over Orlando’s cock, licking it – feeling the shivers that passed through the lithe body.
“I’m going to die…” Orlando mumbled, thinking that he couldn’t hold out any longer.
“No, you aren’t, slave, just hold on…have fun…” Viggo soothed him.
“I can’t…” Orlando sighed heavily.
Orlando released, his seed spreading on Viggo’s face. Viggo looked angry.
Viggo leaned over Orlando’s face and untied him. “Lick my face!” He ordered.
Orlando licked all traces of his release from his master’s face.
“Put this on.” Viggo ordered.
Orlando took the costume and dressed quickly, waiting for more instructions.
“Roll over.” Viggo commanded, watching as Orlando rolled over. He had just finished binding the chain around Orlando’s neck and cock when the phone rang.
“Ignore it!” Viggo said.
“No! I have to answer it, it’s Colin…” Orlando explained.
“How can you be so sure it’s your friend?”
Orlando moved his hand over to the phone and answered. “Oh… hi Colin…” he mumbled into the phone.
~
Colin could hear noises in the background. “Orli?” He asked.
“Yes, Love?” Orlando tried desperately to keep his voice normal and finish the call.
“Who’s there?” Colin asked suspiciously.
“N… no one…” Orlando lied.
“Should I come home and check on you?” Colin suggested.
“No… no… you have work to do,” Orlando answered. He didn’t want to be caught.
Colin could still hear the noises in the background.
~
As Orlando talked to Colin on the phone, Viggo continued to prepare him, dripping liquid into his entrance.
~
Colin listened closely to the voice he heard on the other end of the line.
“You’re so sweet…”
The voice was not Orlando’s.
He hung up the phone angrily, stalking away from his co-workers who tried to stop him.
~
“Colin? Colin?” Orlando called, holding the phone away from his ear as he heard only a dial tone on the phone.
Viggo, noticing Orlando’s frown, asked, “What is it?”
“He hung up…” Orlando whispered dazedly.
Viggo ran his hand over Orlando’s smooth skin. “So…?”
“I’m afraid that he’ll come here,” Orlando answered.
“Stop worrying. He won’t come here…just enjoy the moment…” Viggo whispered as he lowered his tongue to Orlando’s entrance.
Orlando lowered his face to the pillow, biting his lip as he felt every thrust of his master’s tongue in his most intimate place.
“Thank you love…” Orlando whimpered.
“It’s my pleasure…” Viggo rasped, continuing to lick him.
After several moments of bliss, Viggo stopped licking Orlando. Taking his whip, he marked the young man’s ass repeatedly.
Neither man noticed as the door was opened.
They were both oblivious to the man who stood inside the doorway, watching as Viggo moved his cock to Orlando’s entrance, continuing to whip the younger man.
“More…” Orlando whimpered.
“Orlando! You bitch!” Colin shouted at him, seeing enough to make him ill.
Orlando jumped away, almost knocking Viggo off of the bed.
“You scared me, love,” Orlando said in fear.
“You cheated me… how could you do it?” Colin asked, waiting for answers.
Orlando looked over to Viggo, whose face implied ‘Deal with it, it’s your problem’.
“Don’t look at him! Look at me,” Colin said angrily, coming closer.
For the first time, Orlando felt his world begin to fall apart. He collapsed onto the floor whimpering, “I didn’t mean to…I didn’t want to ruin your life…” He cried in despair, not able to face the fact that Colin would hate him from now on. He loved Colin as much or more than he loved Viggo.
Colin crouched beside him. “You didn’t…oh Orlando…”
Orlando continued to mumble, “I wish I had never been born…”
Colin placed a hand on the shoulder of the man he still loved. “Aw…don’t say that…” His heart ached for Orlando.
Viggo, who had been watching from beside the bed, moved closer and placed his hand on Orlando’s head, threading his fingers through the soft hair.
Colin embraced Orlando, looking up at Viggo, listening to Orlando’s pitiful rambling. “You both hate me…I know…”
Colin surprised him by pressing a kiss to his forehead. “I love you.”
Viggo lowered himself to the floor and placed a gentle kiss on Orlando’s cheek. “I love you, too. I’ve never stopped loving you.”
Orlando’s eyes were full of tears as he raised his head to look at them. “You love me?” At the men’s nods, he asked, “Both of you?” They nodded again.
To their surprise, Orlando stood and dressed quickly. Grabbing his wallet, he took off. He didn’t turn at the sound of both of the men’s voices calling, “Orlando?”
The only sound they heard was the slamming of the front door.
Viggo moved toward the door, stopping when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Colin standing there.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Colin asked.
“After him.” Was Viggo’s simple reply. He was startled when he heard Colin’s raised voice.
“No – you can’t…”
Viggo was stunned. “Why not? He needs us…”
Colin studied Viggo with fear in his eyes. “He knows he’ll have to choose…”
Viggo understood Colin’s fears. “Do you think he’ll come back?”
Collin answered as honestly as he could. “I don’t have any idea.”
Viggo moved toward the door again. “I’m going after him,” Viggo said, trying to move past Colin.
“He needs to be alone,” Colin said, stopping Viggo from leaving.
“But…he didn’t take any keys with him,” Viggo sputtered, looking for excuses to follow the younger man.
Colin decided to try changing the subject. He asked Viggo where he got the whip. “So…you’re the one who left the bruises on his ass…right?”
Viggo managed a small smile and some of the light came back into his eyes. “He loved it.” He said simply.
~
Hours later both men sat staring at the clock. It was dark now and Orlando was nowhere to be found.
“Where is he?” Colin whispered.
It was time to start worrying.
The End.
(Yes, there is a sequel that will answer your questions…)--> Broken Wings