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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
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1,987
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1
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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.
The Skies Clear A Little
Chapter 3
With long strides Orlando ran…his nimble body cutting through the darkness until it was illuminated every so often by a streetlight, and as he rounded another corner he saw headlights approaching from the opposite direction. The brightness invaded his dark brown orbs almost blinding him, making it impossible to see the make and color of the vehicle, as well as the person behind the wheel.
Viggo saw a lone figure through his windshield, even distorted from the water and masked with two hands covering the persons face he recognized it was his lover and with that he brought his car to a quick stop just a few feet from him. He was certain he would know that Adonis like chest and stomach that was being tightly hugged by his wet wrinkled shirt showing off his pert nipples and ribs. Along with those slender hips that were wrapped like saran in his soaked pants displaying his slender thighs and firm buttocks. The Dane put the car into park and turned off the engine, then threw the door open and exited to stand beside the hood his longish brown hair looking ruffled his blue eyes tired and red; once strong shoulders were drooping and unsure.
“Vig” Orlando breathed out before he leaned over to rest his palms on his thighs to try and catch his breath from his exertions his body tired and cold, the Dane’s heart nearly burst at the sight of his lover and he stepped closer meeting him under the streetlamp, the beams glowing over their bodies.
Golden hues of light highlighted the artist’s eyes making them seem ethereal as the two men exchanged looks, and Orlando suddenly felt warm and safe again even just wrapped in his gaze. Has he forgiven me for being such a jealous jerk the Brit wondered hoped prayed as his lover crossed into his personal space, but within the time it took to have that thought the artist’s hand was reaching out for him. Orlando let the hand take possession of his then felt himself being pulled forward by it almost roughly, like a prison guard detaining an unruly inmate, the strength of his boyfriend’s touch sent chills careening into every part of the dark haired man’s lithe body making his breathing quicken. As their upper bodies collided Viggo could feel the familiar hardness of his lover’s chest pressing against his and welcomed the cool wetness of the fabric of his clothing seeping through to his own quickly heated skin.
“Orlan…” was whispered but the name was devoured before it completely left Viggo’s tongue by his eager boyfriend’s mouth, as it roughly claimed his in a kiss that was meant to communicate feelings that he didn’t want to take the time to convey with simple words.
Viggo felt like he was being possessed because the way he was being kissed at that moment dominated his senses like no other kiss that they had shared before…it was so pure…so real…so intense that he was seeing stars.
The artist grabbed the back of the young Brit’s head entwining his fingers in the curls and held on tight as he tilted his head and ferociously returned the kiss as if Orlando’s angelic lips were responsible for giving him his very breath. After a few minutes his arms roamed Orli’s body finding their way to his waist, then after wrapping them around it he picked him up, spun him around and sat him on the hood of his car.
The younger man hmmm’d his appreciation as both men began nipping, licking and sighing each other’s names completely lost in the moment, until another car came by honking its horn its occupants yelling for them to get a room. At the noise the two men immediately jumped parting their untamed lip lock, both giddy with excitement and tear filled eyes that threatened to overflow with emotion.
“Vig…I’m so sorry…” Orlando pleaded as he cupped his lover’s face with one hand and placed the other against the other man’s broad chest feeling the hidden rapid rhythmic pace of his heartbeat.
“Baby it’s okay I understand you thought me and Billy…”
“No let me finish” the Elf pleaded as he caressed his thumb lightly over his boyfriends cheek, “You see I went over to Billy’s…” the Elf paused when he felt the Dane shudder and let his eyes fall to Viggo’s chest and the nipple he wasn’t even aware that he was delicately thumbing. He felt the Dane’s hands move from his waist down to his hips his large hands covering most of them, then felt his body being pulled closer between his artist’s open legs.
“And…” Viggo prompted as he set his finger under the younger mans chin, raising it until deep brown orb’s met his then gave him an expectant smile.
“We’ll he said that you look at everyone one certain way, but when you look at me” the Brit paused and swallowed, “he told me he can see it radiating from you…and apparently all our friends have seen it too.”
“It…what is it…and what do they think they’ve seen?” Viggo had a feeling he knew what his friend had been insinuating and his stomach started to churn…was it finally time to tell him…could he tell him.
“Ohh Viggo you know very well what IT is!” the heavy Scottish accent was like fingernails being pulled down a chalkboard as it resounded in the two men’s ears, making them turn quite suddenly to see their friend approaching. Billy had been listening from the corner and was tired of his big bad warrior friend being a chicken shit he was going to make him spill his guts, as least as much as a hobbit could make a ranger do anything. So their Scottish friend strode up to them handing his closed umbrella to Orlando who set it down on the hood between his leg and the windshield, then while he gave them a knowing smirk he rounded the open door and peered into the front seat. Nope it wasn’t there he thought to himself so he leaned over to get a look into the back seat and floorboard, in the process flashing his clothed butt at the Elf and Ranger who looked at each other quizzically.
“Uhhh Bills…what are you doing?” the Elf asked knocking loudly on the windshield making the man turn around and inadvertently press down on the horn making them all jump.
“I’m seeing if our Ranger here has any long sharp pointy weapons hidden in his vehicle
before I put my life in danger.” The older Brit informed them as he backed out of the seat and closed the door, then sauntered over to the pair.
“You being here is putting your life in danger Billy boy” Viggo hissed at his ‘partner in crime’ the Dane knew that the Scot was fully aware of how he felt about Orlando, but he wanted to pick the time and place to tell him…and when he was ready. Viggo released his boyfriends hips and brought them up to the other mans throat in a play like noose letting a deep growl escape his throat, just as another flash of lightning lit up the sky making the artist’s eyes seem wide and evil.
Small unwanted raindrops began to welcome the men again along with the lightning as Orlando quipped, “Never thought you were one for suicide Billy” then smirked as he watched his very masculine lover feign chocking the other man.
“Don’t you know I’d do anything for you Orli?” Billy stated as he proceeded to punch the Brit in the arm as they shared a look, then glanced to the Dane, “Now if I may continue what I was saying earlier” the Scot said as he pushed the artist’s hands away. Viggo blinked when a fat raindrop hit his nose then glared at the Scotsman’s finger that was wiggling in his face as he spoke, “Mr. Mortensen you know very well what IT is…and it’s past time for you to admit it to yourself and to…him.”
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With long strides Orlando ran…his nimble body cutting through the darkness until it was illuminated every so often by a streetlight, and as he rounded another corner he saw headlights approaching from the opposite direction. The brightness invaded his dark brown orbs almost blinding him, making it impossible to see the make and color of the vehicle, as well as the person behind the wheel.
Viggo saw a lone figure through his windshield, even distorted from the water and masked with two hands covering the persons face he recognized it was his lover and with that he brought his car to a quick stop just a few feet from him. He was certain he would know that Adonis like chest and stomach that was being tightly hugged by his wet wrinkled shirt showing off his pert nipples and ribs. Along with those slender hips that were wrapped like saran in his soaked pants displaying his slender thighs and firm buttocks. The Dane put the car into park and turned off the engine, then threw the door open and exited to stand beside the hood his longish brown hair looking ruffled his blue eyes tired and red; once strong shoulders were drooping and unsure.
“Vig” Orlando breathed out before he leaned over to rest his palms on his thighs to try and catch his breath from his exertions his body tired and cold, the Dane’s heart nearly burst at the sight of his lover and he stepped closer meeting him under the streetlamp, the beams glowing over their bodies.
Golden hues of light highlighted the artist’s eyes making them seem ethereal as the two men exchanged looks, and Orlando suddenly felt warm and safe again even just wrapped in his gaze. Has he forgiven me for being such a jealous jerk the Brit wondered hoped prayed as his lover crossed into his personal space, but within the time it took to have that thought the artist’s hand was reaching out for him. Orlando let the hand take possession of his then felt himself being pulled forward by it almost roughly, like a prison guard detaining an unruly inmate, the strength of his boyfriend’s touch sent chills careening into every part of the dark haired man’s lithe body making his breathing quicken. As their upper bodies collided Viggo could feel the familiar hardness of his lover’s chest pressing against his and welcomed the cool wetness of the fabric of his clothing seeping through to his own quickly heated skin.
“Orlan…” was whispered but the name was devoured before it completely left Viggo’s tongue by his eager boyfriend’s mouth, as it roughly claimed his in a kiss that was meant to communicate feelings that he didn’t want to take the time to convey with simple words.
Viggo felt like he was being possessed because the way he was being kissed at that moment dominated his senses like no other kiss that they had shared before…it was so pure…so real…so intense that he was seeing stars.
The artist grabbed the back of the young Brit’s head entwining his fingers in the curls and held on tight as he tilted his head and ferociously returned the kiss as if Orlando’s angelic lips were responsible for giving him his very breath. After a few minutes his arms roamed Orli’s body finding their way to his waist, then after wrapping them around it he picked him up, spun him around and sat him on the hood of his car.
The younger man hmmm’d his appreciation as both men began nipping, licking and sighing each other’s names completely lost in the moment, until another car came by honking its horn its occupants yelling for them to get a room. At the noise the two men immediately jumped parting their untamed lip lock, both giddy with excitement and tear filled eyes that threatened to overflow with emotion.
“Vig…I’m so sorry…” Orlando pleaded as he cupped his lover’s face with one hand and placed the other against the other man’s broad chest feeling the hidden rapid rhythmic pace of his heartbeat.
“Baby it’s okay I understand you thought me and Billy…”
“No let me finish” the Elf pleaded as he caressed his thumb lightly over his boyfriends cheek, “You see I went over to Billy’s…” the Elf paused when he felt the Dane shudder and let his eyes fall to Viggo’s chest and the nipple he wasn’t even aware that he was delicately thumbing. He felt the Dane’s hands move from his waist down to his hips his large hands covering most of them, then felt his body being pulled closer between his artist’s open legs.
“And…” Viggo prompted as he set his finger under the younger mans chin, raising it until deep brown orb’s met his then gave him an expectant smile.
“We’ll he said that you look at everyone one certain way, but when you look at me” the Brit paused and swallowed, “he told me he can see it radiating from you…and apparently all our friends have seen it too.”
“It…what is it…and what do they think they’ve seen?” Viggo had a feeling he knew what his friend had been insinuating and his stomach started to churn…was it finally time to tell him…could he tell him.
“Ohh Viggo you know very well what IT is!” the heavy Scottish accent was like fingernails being pulled down a chalkboard as it resounded in the two men’s ears, making them turn quite suddenly to see their friend approaching. Billy had been listening from the corner and was tired of his big bad warrior friend being a chicken shit he was going to make him spill his guts, as least as much as a hobbit could make a ranger do anything. So their Scottish friend strode up to them handing his closed umbrella to Orlando who set it down on the hood between his leg and the windshield, then while he gave them a knowing smirk he rounded the open door and peered into the front seat. Nope it wasn’t there he thought to himself so he leaned over to get a look into the back seat and floorboard, in the process flashing his clothed butt at the Elf and Ranger who looked at each other quizzically.
“Uhhh Bills…what are you doing?” the Elf asked knocking loudly on the windshield making the man turn around and inadvertently press down on the horn making them all jump.
“I’m seeing if our Ranger here has any long sharp pointy weapons hidden in his vehicle
before I put my life in danger.” The older Brit informed them as he backed out of the seat and closed the door, then sauntered over to the pair.
“You being here is putting your life in danger Billy boy” Viggo hissed at his ‘partner in crime’ the Dane knew that the Scot was fully aware of how he felt about Orlando, but he wanted to pick the time and place to tell him…and when he was ready. Viggo released his boyfriends hips and brought them up to the other mans throat in a play like noose letting a deep growl escape his throat, just as another flash of lightning lit up the sky making the artist’s eyes seem wide and evil.
Small unwanted raindrops began to welcome the men again along with the lightning as Orlando quipped, “Never thought you were one for suicide Billy” then smirked as he watched his very masculine lover feign chocking the other man.
“Don’t you know I’d do anything for you Orli?” Billy stated as he proceeded to punch the Brit in the arm as they shared a look, then glanced to the Dane, “Now if I may continue what I was saying earlier” the Scot said as he pushed the artist’s hands away. Viggo blinked when a fat raindrop hit his nose then glared at the Scotsman’s finger that was wiggling in his face as he spoke, “Mr. Mortensen you know very well what IT is…and it’s past time for you to admit it to yourself and to…him.”
All Reviews will be Welcomed and Appreciated
TBC