Heaven in Your Eyes
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
26
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2,058
Reviews:
3
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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.
Chap: 3
Chap: 3
"Where u goin Dom?"
"Didn't you see that? Orli tore outta here with Vig hot after him, If I didn't know better I'd say it..it almost looked like a lovers spat." His brow wiggled.
"I think you should leave them be."
"Why..what do you know?" Eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"I know I need a drink and then we're gonna try and get Ian on the floor again!" Lij tried giving Dom something else to occupy him.
"In other words your *not* gonna tell?"
"Don't know nothin to tell!" Lij gave a sly smile, 'Yet!'
"So just how many drinks has Ian had? Last time out it took nearly a bottle all to himself!"
~*~*~*~*~*
Orlando was visibly trembling as he melted into the crowd and headed for the door. His feet led him to where they had parked, he stopped, staring numbly at Lij's car. 'Fucking piece o shit Jeep!'
When he heard the soft deep tone directly behind him, he whirled, startled.
'Sneaky ass Rangers!'
He turned back, looking for a way out. "Leave me alone Vig!" His voice was quiet, tired and a little shaky.
"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what happened!"
Orli turned to find Vig, hands on hips, frustrated bewilderment etched in every poor.
He was too shook up to notice, lashing out instead.
"Why'd you do that Vig? Back there. That..why'd you kiss me?"
His mind automatically triggering another response,
'And would you please..pleease do it again? Oh would you please shut up Bloom!'
He fell heavily back to Lij's car, rubbing hard at his temples to subdue his subconscious.
Viggo smirked, "Your kidding right?"
Orli looked up, straightening his body to full height against the car.
"No, Vig, I'm not kidding, his arms spread wide towards the sky, Can't you just see the bloody headlines now.
Fleet footed Elven Archer 'Legolas' played by, a hand indicated himself, Snapped snogging and dry humping 'Lord of the Rings' future King..Viggo Mortensen at local club, pictures at 11:00!"
Eyes locked steadily on one another, neither giving.
"Is that what's bothering you? You weren't exactly trying to push me away you know."
"Thought you were the blond I was dancing with." He shrugged.
"You called me Vig."
He ignored that, "I stopped it..when I saw it was you."
'Ouch!'
Vig's eyes narrowed, Orli looked away guiltily, fidgeting, hiding something?
"So it would have been *all right* if you were caught with your...friend?"
"No Vig.." he sighed tiredly. "But he's nobody..*I'm* nobody with him. No one knows Orlando Bloom. But with you..it's a scandal!"
Viggo nodded his understanding. "But there are no cameras around here Orli and...people *will* soon enough know your name!"
"Shit Vig!" He started pacing. "You never know whose gonna snap a photo..doesn't have to be the press. The first movie comes out, makes it big..someone with a pic realizes what they got..boom, career over before it started!" He stopped pacing, holding that piercing blue gaze again.
"Are you ready for that kind of publicity Vig, cause I've never heard anything like *that* about you before I came here! Is it common knowledge? Does Henry know you swing both ways from the fruit tree? What kind of damage would it do to the movie? I don't think I could look in a mirror again if I hurt Pete like that after he's given me this chance..and what about.."
"Okay! Okay..I get it!" Vig grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him into a darkened area between a car and an Suv. Away from prying eyes he sat Orlando on the hood of the car, seating himself on the Suv's bumper.
He took in the protective way Orli's arms wrapped round his knees when his feet raised to the bumper, his eyes cat like, watching Vig's every move.
"Do you really Vig..truly get, what I'm tellin you?"
A brow lifted questioningly in answer.
"You know, all of you guys, you've all been just fantastic to me..so encouraging, I'm just in awe..but I'm not stupid. Did you audition for this movie Vig? No?
Well, remember..I did! I was as excited, as I was nervous and yeah, I know it'd have to be a pretty major fuck up to get fired this far in..but that doesn't lessen the fears! Your all pretty much well established actors. You've got someplace to go when this is over. If I fuck this up..I might not work again.
Do you remember when we were *just friends* how I told you this has always been my dream. How hard I've worked to get here?"
Viggo cringed at the 'just friends' and nodded.
"And then you.."
Viggo leaned back, meeting troubled brown eyes. His own arms crossing over his chest, preparing for the tongue lashing he felt was coming.
"You've been so..your so. Ah, Christ Vig!" He leaned forward, elbows propped on knees, hands catching..then rubbing tiredly over his face.
"You've been there *so* much for me so far. I don't even know where to begin. Staying up late with me in the beginning. Talking me down from nervous highs. Imparting knowledge of things I never would have learned but the hard way. We became such good mates.." He sighed heavily, letting long fingers smooth over lines of frustration on his forehead. "So why can't I stop thinking of that bloody kiss..?"
Nothing Orli said was what he expected, but that last statement..Vig's smile was instant. He lowered his head before Orli looked up and caught it.
"Your right Orlando.." He started softly, then seemed to drift, thinking on how to finish.
'If this was the only problem Orlando had about being with him..fine. They could deal with that, but was it the only one? Only one way to find out!' He took a slow deep breath, pushing himself from the Suv, standing close enough to touch, but making no move. Searching Orlando's eyes carefully before he continued.
"I saw something...here." He couldn't help himself, he ran the pad of his thumb over Orli's eye, the lid falling shut beneath the gentle caress. His hand cupped the soft cheek as his thumb took another swipe and Orli leaned unconsciously into it. He could barely force it back down to his side.
"I guess, I was so focussed on what I *thought* I saw..I forgot to see you."
He watched as Orlando leaned back..away from him..resting his hands on the car. He leaned back against the Suv again, giving Orli the space he wanted.
"Your right of course, about everything you said..and yes, Henry knows which ways I swing, I try very hard not to keep important things from my son and that's definately something he should be prepared to deal with." He smiled to himself when Orli seemed surprised by his admission.
"And for the other..it's *no* ones business! I know you can't stop rumors..can't change the way people think. I don't care..I refuse to live by anyone's rules but my own. So you see..it is possible to have a..relationship, inside or outside work. And not have it go public."
He shrugged, then smiled. "No one knows because I'm usually more discreet..but you..I don't know what you've done to change that but, truthfully..the only thing I could think of earlier was the look in your eyes as you watched me in poo pool room..the way your body looked..moving like it was calling to me. Then to feel you..after so many nights of waking, clutching the pillow, wishing it were you. Wondering what you would feel like..lying in my arms. I went a little crazy I guess..finally finding out just how perfect it felt."
Orlando swallowed hard, twice, before getting past the lump in his suddenly parched throat. Eyes darkening in response to Viggo's huskily whispered confession.
"Do you think about those things Orlando...*are* you thinking about them now?"
Realizing he was awaiting an answer Orli searched his muddled brain, grasping to the only thread he saw that might work, "I *thought* you were the blond."
Vig's eyes narrowed, darkened sapphire with frustrated desire, and he was suddenly sooo close. Orli leaned back as far as he could without actually laying down on the car to avoid contact. In this tiny little space he couldn't not look at Vig.
"Something in your eyes is telling me that's not entirely true Orlando."
Low, husky..incredibly..stimulating Orli's libido quickly back into motion.
"Believe what ya want then!" His dry throat scratched out.
What he wanted was for the damn car to start and drive away with him still clinging to the hood.
Vig's smirk was dangerously mischievous. Orlando's breath was a little harder..his eyes widening a little too much. He changed tactics.
"So there's no interest at all in finding out?"
His brow furrowed. "Find out what?" There it was again, that..heated, smoldering gaze he figured Vig got, whenever he was having *dirty* thoughts.
"Why you can't stop thinking of '*that kiss!*'
Hands changed their position further up, trapping Orli's arms at his sides. He could feel the firm press of Vig's legs on his knees as he practically lay over him. His arms trembled from their precarious position. He couldn't move them back for support. With no other choice he dropped to his elbows, nearly choking on his own breath when Vig's smirk deepened, darkened eyes raking hungrily over the form laid out before him.
"I think you would like to know how it..felt, he lowered ever so slightly..holding that liquid brown gaze, To know it was *my* lips moving on yours..making you moan so softly. Feeling *my* hands caressing your body as it moved against mine..drawing you closer, feeling every inch of our heated flesh yearning for..."
"Stop.." Orlando moaned out in a soft rasp, eyes closing, head arching back away from Viggo.
Vig paused, fighting back a smile and the urge to taste the expanse of neck Orli had exposed to him.
His lips ghosted instead along Orli's jawline drawing him back up, eye to eye. Closer this time, his head tilted slightly, eyes drifting from half lidded brown ones, to parted trembling lips, then back.
Fighting with all he had not to bring their lips crashing together, he averted his eyes. Watching the pulse pound rapidly at the smooth neck's base, the hollow deepening as he fought for steady breath.
He looked further down, from the noticeable bulge in the young mans jeans up into his eyes again, "Tell me you believe nothing is happening between us..or that you have no interest in exploring..whatever it may be. Tell me that's the case Orli and it will be dropped..never mentioned again, his eyes dropped as a tongue swiped over nervous parched lips, he forced his gaze back up, Is that what you would prefer Orli? For me to walk away?"
'Unfucking believable! Any other time his mouth worked non stop, rarely at a loss for words. Just say it..say the damn answer and be finished with it! And why in the hell was Vig smiling all smug like he'd won a prize? He should kthatthat smug smirk off his...shit!' He had to close his eyes, trying to keep himself composed with Vig this close, looking at him like he was the last drink on earth, was seriously impossible.
"Since you seem a little..preoccupied with your thoughts, I'm guessing you need some time. I'll be waiting *whenever* your ready." He smiled when Orli's eyes scrunched tighter. "A little something to make your decision easier."
Eyes snapped open when he felt the hand on his back, png hng him into the softest, most intoxicating of kisses. He melted into the depth of that deep blue gaze, felt his body responding, giving over to sensation..melding his lips to Viggo's. That damnable soft moan he couldn't seem to hold back issued forth.
Viggo matched it..pulling Orli tighter to him, deepening the kiss for mere seconds before forcing himself away. Standing too quickly, he grabbed Orlando's legs for balance, giving him a small..almost embarrassed smile before walking away.
When he was around the truck, out of sight..he halted. Shaky fingers raised to smiling lips, 'God, but that young man's mouth was sinfully addictive!' He took a steadying breath, shaking his head to try and clear it, then headed back to the club. His smile lifting again when he heard Orli drop bonelessly to the hood's surface with a softly muttered expression.
"Fuck!"
TBC
"Where u goin Dom?"
"Didn't you see that? Orli tore outta here with Vig hot after him, If I didn't know better I'd say it..it almost looked like a lovers spat." His brow wiggled.
"I think you should leave them be."
"Why..what do you know?" Eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"I know I need a drink and then we're gonna try and get Ian on the floor again!" Lij tried giving Dom something else to occupy him.
"In other words your *not* gonna tell?"
"Don't know nothin to tell!" Lij gave a sly smile, 'Yet!'
"So just how many drinks has Ian had? Last time out it took nearly a bottle all to himself!"
~*~*~*~*~*
Orlando was visibly trembling as he melted into the crowd and headed for the door. His feet led him to where they had parked, he stopped, staring numbly at Lij's car. 'Fucking piece o shit Jeep!'
When he heard the soft deep tone directly behind him, he whirled, startled.
'Sneaky ass Rangers!'
He turned back, looking for a way out. "Leave me alone Vig!" His voice was quiet, tired and a little shaky.
"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what happened!"
Orli turned to find Vig, hands on hips, frustrated bewilderment etched in every poor.
He was too shook up to notice, lashing out instead.
"Why'd you do that Vig? Back there. That..why'd you kiss me?"
His mind automatically triggering another response,
'And would you please..pleease do it again? Oh would you please shut up Bloom!'
He fell heavily back to Lij's car, rubbing hard at his temples to subdue his subconscious.
Viggo smirked, "Your kidding right?"
Orli looked up, straightening his body to full height against the car.
"No, Vig, I'm not kidding, his arms spread wide towards the sky, Can't you just see the bloody headlines now.
Fleet footed Elven Archer 'Legolas' played by, a hand indicated himself, Snapped snogging and dry humping 'Lord of the Rings' future King..Viggo Mortensen at local club, pictures at 11:00!"
Eyes locked steadily on one another, neither giving.
"Is that what's bothering you? You weren't exactly trying to push me away you know."
"Thought you were the blond I was dancing with." He shrugged.
"You called me Vig."
He ignored that, "I stopped it..when I saw it was you."
'Ouch!'
Vig's eyes narrowed, Orli looked away guiltily, fidgeting, hiding something?
"So it would have been *all right* if you were caught with your...friend?"
"No Vig.." he sighed tiredly. "But he's nobody..*I'm* nobody with him. No one knows Orlando Bloom. But with you..it's a scandal!"
Viggo nodded his understanding. "But there are no cameras around here Orli and...people *will* soon enough know your name!"
"Shit Vig!" He started pacing. "You never know whose gonna snap a photo..doesn't have to be the press. The first movie comes out, makes it big..someone with a pic realizes what they got..boom, career over before it started!" He stopped pacing, holding that piercing blue gaze again.
"Are you ready for that kind of publicity Vig, cause I've never heard anything like *that* about you before I came here! Is it common knowledge? Does Henry know you swing both ways from the fruit tree? What kind of damage would it do to the movie? I don't think I could look in a mirror again if I hurt Pete like that after he's given me this chance..and what about.."
"Okay! Okay..I get it!" Vig grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him into a darkened area between a car and an Suv. Away from prying eyes he sat Orlando on the hood of the car, seating himself on the Suv's bumper.
He took in the protective way Orli's arms wrapped round his knees when his feet raised to the bumper, his eyes cat like, watching Vig's every move.
"Do you really Vig..truly get, what I'm tellin you?"
A brow lifted questioningly in answer.
"You know, all of you guys, you've all been just fantastic to me..so encouraging, I'm just in awe..but I'm not stupid. Did you audition for this movie Vig? No?
Well, remember..I did! I was as excited, as I was nervous and yeah, I know it'd have to be a pretty major fuck up to get fired this far in..but that doesn't lessen the fears! Your all pretty much well established actors. You've got someplace to go when this is over. If I fuck this up..I might not work again.
Do you remember when we were *just friends* how I told you this has always been my dream. How hard I've worked to get here?"
Viggo cringed at the 'just friends' and nodded.
"And then you.."
Viggo leaned back, meeting troubled brown eyes. His own arms crossing over his chest, preparing for the tongue lashing he felt was coming.
"You've been so..your so. Ah, Christ Vig!" He leaned forward, elbows propped on knees, hands catching..then rubbing tiredly over his face.
"You've been there *so* much for me so far. I don't even know where to begin. Staying up late with me in the beginning. Talking me down from nervous highs. Imparting knowledge of things I never would have learned but the hard way. We became such good mates.." He sighed heavily, letting long fingers smooth over lines of frustration on his forehead. "So why can't I stop thinking of that bloody kiss..?"
Nothing Orli said was what he expected, but that last statement..Vig's smile was instant. He lowered his head before Orli looked up and caught it.
"Your right Orlando.." He started softly, then seemed to drift, thinking on how to finish.
'If this was the only problem Orlando had about being with him..fine. They could deal with that, but was it the only one? Only one way to find out!' He took a slow deep breath, pushing himself from the Suv, standing close enough to touch, but making no move. Searching Orlando's eyes carefully before he continued.
"I saw something...here." He couldn't help himself, he ran the pad of his thumb over Orli's eye, the lid falling shut beneath the gentle caress. His hand cupped the soft cheek as his thumb took another swipe and Orli leaned unconsciously into it. He could barely force it back down to his side.
"I guess, I was so focussed on what I *thought* I saw..I forgot to see you."
He watched as Orlando leaned back..away from him..resting his hands on the car. He leaned back against the Suv again, giving Orli the space he wanted.
"Your right of course, about everything you said..and yes, Henry knows which ways I swing, I try very hard not to keep important things from my son and that's definately something he should be prepared to deal with." He smiled to himself when Orli seemed surprised by his admission.
"And for the other..it's *no* ones business! I know you can't stop rumors..can't change the way people think. I don't care..I refuse to live by anyone's rules but my own. So you see..it is possible to have a..relationship, inside or outside work. And not have it go public."
He shrugged, then smiled. "No one knows because I'm usually more discreet..but you..I don't know what you've done to change that but, truthfully..the only thing I could think of earlier was the look in your eyes as you watched me in poo pool room..the way your body looked..moving like it was calling to me. Then to feel you..after so many nights of waking, clutching the pillow, wishing it were you. Wondering what you would feel like..lying in my arms. I went a little crazy I guess..finally finding out just how perfect it felt."
Orlando swallowed hard, twice, before getting past the lump in his suddenly parched throat. Eyes darkening in response to Viggo's huskily whispered confession.
"Do you think about those things Orlando...*are* you thinking about them now?"
Realizing he was awaiting an answer Orli searched his muddled brain, grasping to the only thread he saw that might work, "I *thought* you were the blond."
Vig's eyes narrowed, darkened sapphire with frustrated desire, and he was suddenly sooo close. Orli leaned back as far as he could without actually laying down on the car to avoid contact. In this tiny little space he couldn't not look at Vig.
"Something in your eyes is telling me that's not entirely true Orlando."
Low, husky..incredibly..stimulating Orli's libido quickly back into motion.
"Believe what ya want then!" His dry throat scratched out.
What he wanted was for the damn car to start and drive away with him still clinging to the hood.
Vig's smirk was dangerously mischievous. Orlando's breath was a little harder..his eyes widening a little too much. He changed tactics.
"So there's no interest at all in finding out?"
His brow furrowed. "Find out what?" There it was again, that..heated, smoldering gaze he figured Vig got, whenever he was having *dirty* thoughts.
"Why you can't stop thinking of '*that kiss!*'
Hands changed their position further up, trapping Orli's arms at his sides. He could feel the firm press of Vig's legs on his knees as he practically lay over him. His arms trembled from their precarious position. He couldn't move them back for support. With no other choice he dropped to his elbows, nearly choking on his own breath when Vig's smirk deepened, darkened eyes raking hungrily over the form laid out before him.
"I think you would like to know how it..felt, he lowered ever so slightly..holding that liquid brown gaze, To know it was *my* lips moving on yours..making you moan so softly. Feeling *my* hands caressing your body as it moved against mine..drawing you closer, feeling every inch of our heated flesh yearning for..."
"Stop.." Orlando moaned out in a soft rasp, eyes closing, head arching back away from Viggo.
Vig paused, fighting back a smile and the urge to taste the expanse of neck Orli had exposed to him.
His lips ghosted instead along Orli's jawline drawing him back up, eye to eye. Closer this time, his head tilted slightly, eyes drifting from half lidded brown ones, to parted trembling lips, then back.
Fighting with all he had not to bring their lips crashing together, he averted his eyes. Watching the pulse pound rapidly at the smooth neck's base, the hollow deepening as he fought for steady breath.
He looked further down, from the noticeable bulge in the young mans jeans up into his eyes again, "Tell me you believe nothing is happening between us..or that you have no interest in exploring..whatever it may be. Tell me that's the case Orli and it will be dropped..never mentioned again, his eyes dropped as a tongue swiped over nervous parched lips, he forced his gaze back up, Is that what you would prefer Orli? For me to walk away?"
'Unfucking believable! Any other time his mouth worked non stop, rarely at a loss for words. Just say it..say the damn answer and be finished with it! And why in the hell was Vig smiling all smug like he'd won a prize? He should kthatthat smug smirk off his...shit!' He had to close his eyes, trying to keep himself composed with Vig this close, looking at him like he was the last drink on earth, was seriously impossible.
"Since you seem a little..preoccupied with your thoughts, I'm guessing you need some time. I'll be waiting *whenever* your ready." He smiled when Orli's eyes scrunched tighter. "A little something to make your decision easier."
Eyes snapped open when he felt the hand on his back, png hng him into the softest, most intoxicating of kisses. He melted into the depth of that deep blue gaze, felt his body responding, giving over to sensation..melding his lips to Viggo's. That damnable soft moan he couldn't seem to hold back issued forth.
Viggo matched it..pulling Orli tighter to him, deepening the kiss for mere seconds before forcing himself away. Standing too quickly, he grabbed Orlando's legs for balance, giving him a small..almost embarrassed smile before walking away.
When he was around the truck, out of sight..he halted. Shaky fingers raised to smiling lips, 'God, but that young man's mouth was sinfully addictive!' He took a steadying breath, shaking his head to try and clear it, then headed back to the club. His smile lifting again when he heard Orli drop bonelessly to the hood's surface with a softly muttered expression.
"Fuck!"
TBC