Ravished

Chapter 4
Rated: R
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Disclaimer: Fake, fiction, not real
Beta: Amoureux De Sang

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Orlando was sitting at a table in the tent that was currently serving as their dining hall. Sipping coffee and absently picking up fruit wedges, staring at them intently before putting them in his mouth.
Viggo wandered over and sat down beside him with his tray.

Orli surveyed the contents, making a face. "Damn Vig, you really will eat anything." Pointing randomly at different things he added, "Yuck, yuck, yuck, and what the bloody hell is that?"

Viggo leered at him; "I didn't hear you complaining about my tastes when I had my tongue up your ass."

Orlando blushed and glanced around, "You know, Elijah is still whispering "rimmed" at me every so often; I think Beanie put him up to it; and he told the other hobbits as well. Dom keeps making a circle with his finger and thumb and sticking his tongue in it."

"You want me to talk to them?"

"No, it would probably make matters worse."

"Well, the next time they say, or do anything just ask them if they are jealous. As for Elijah, just threaten to sic Sean on him for a demo, that should stop him."

Viggo started shoveling food in, Orli stopped in his food inspections to watch in shock. When Viggo speared a piece of sausage Orli's hand fell on his.
"Don't eat that."

"It's just sausage."

"The spicy kind?"

"Yeah."

"Don't eat it."

"Why?"

"It, um, makes your cum taste funny."

Viggo motioned at Orli's plate with his fork, "That makes yours taste sweet."

"Hey, guys, really, that is so not breakfast conversation." Dom smiled as he sat down opposite of them.

Viggo smiled a toothy grin at him, "What? We were just discussing our exquisite breakfast this morning."

"I wouldn't call this meal exquisite, Viggo." Dom started poking at his food. "I take it you don't recommend the sausage, elf?"

"Dom, this isn't the great meal I was talking about. I ate before coming this morning." Viggo took a sip of his coffee then smiled at Dom.
Dom looked at Viggo then at Orli who was randomly stabbing bits of fruit while staring at his bowl.
"Ahhh, elf schlong, the preferred breakfast of champions and rangers, eh?"

"Absolutely." Viggo sipped some more coffee.

"And does he always play with his food?" Dom nodded at Orli.

"Oh, yes." Viggo reached over to place his hand on top of Orlando's to stop him from brutally stabbing more helpless fruit. Then he squeezed his hand. "I'm ready for desert baby, what about you?'
Orli cut a quick glance at Dom then nodded his head rapidly, grateful for any reason to get out of there.

"Take care of these trays Dom, Orli and I have things to do."
Viggo grinned at him as he led Orlando away just as Billy and Elijah walked over to sit down.

Viggo led him out of the tent and into the woods surrounding them. They kept walking until Viggo was sure no one could see or hear them.

He pressed Orli against a huge old tree. With one hand on each side of his face Viggo leaned in. He traced Orlando's lips with his tongue. Sucking gently on his bottom lip before slipping his tongue into the brit's mouth. Their tongues danced around each other before Viggo began to explore the roof of his mouth, then running along the back of his teeth. He began sliding his tongue in and out until he felt Orli mimicking the motions with his hips. Pressing his throbbing cock hard against the younger man, he pulled back slowly from the kiss.

"They only give you a hard time because you act embarrassed about it. You do realize you have nothing to be embarrassed about, right? Billy and Dom are most likely doing the exact same things we are. Elijah is watching and learning from us. As for Sean, he has something going on with David, but they try real hard to keep it hidden."

"Viggo?" Orli looked at him with his blue elfin eyes. "Or Aragorn, which ever you are right now, I'll deal with them, don't worry about it. But, right now, I'm so bloody hard it hurts. Don't you even think about leaving me like this."

On the belt that held the sheath for Viggo's sword was a small leather pocket containing the flint he sharpened it with. He reached behind the flint, pulled out two small packets and showed them to Legolas.

The elf smiled as he began to unlace Aragorn's britches. "That is so out of character for you. I don't believe that Aragorn carried condoms and lube."

"Condoms weren't invented then so I'll give you that one. However, Aragorn was a healer, I'm sure he had some sort of herbal oil on him. Maybe I should mention that to Pete."

"Sure, tell him Aragorn needs lube."

Aragorn's pants dropped to the tops of his boots. He pushed Legolas' leggings down as far as they would go. "I think you are going to have to turn around, I just don't see any other way to do this without taking our boots off."

Before he finished getting the words out of his mouth the elf spun around, smacking him in the face with long blond hair. "Just don't slam my cock into this tree ,Ranger that might hurt."

"Hold this." He handed the condom to the elf and tore open the lube pouring some onto his fingers. Legolas spread his legs as far as his pants would let him. The ranger reached around him and grabbed his cock, slowly stroking him as he inserted one finger and began to prepare his lover.

When he slipped the second finger in and curved them to press against that special gland Legolas cried out so loud a flock of birds took flight overhead.

He laid his forehead against the tree and pushed back with his ass. "Now! Fuck me NOW!" He shoved the condom, already out of its wrapper back to Aragorn.

He rolled it on and poured the rest of the lube on it slicking it up and down, dropping the empty packet to the ground. "This condom really is out of character for Aragorn." He commented as he lined himself up.

"Shut-up and fuck me now!" Growled the elf between clinched teeth.

"I really can't see Legolas saying that." He slid the head of his cock up and down over the elf's entrance.

"Fuck you. Fuck me.. Now!" He said between panting breaths.

With one swift thrust he buried himself to the hilt in the tight cavern of elf causing said elf to moan extremely loud. The last coherent thought Aragorn had as he pulled back was 'any wild life left around here surely fled from that noise.' Then he slammed back in, quickly picking up a fast rhythm and fisting Legolas' cock in unison.

His dick constantly striking that sensitive spot had the elf grasping at the tree and moaning loudly. He was grunting and groaning moving faster and harder loosing all control when he heard Legolas cry out "Viggo" and felt the clinching muscles as he came. This was all it took to push the ranger over and after a few more thrusts he came hot and hard with Orlando's name on his lips.

He pulled out slowly, removing the condom and tying it in a knot and pulled up his pants. Orli managed to get his leggings back up and turn around before they heard the applause.

They turned to see three hobbits grinning and clapping.

Viggo turned to Orli, "We are so busted."