Ravished

Chapter 5
AN: This is continued from Chapter 4.

"Live action porn," Dom smirked at them, "not something you get to see every day!"

Billy nudged him, "Are we suppose to tip them?"

"I have a tip for them," Dom replied, "Next time, gag the elf, he's so loud we could have found you in the dark."

Dom and Billy broke out in another fit of hysterical laughter. Elijah, with bright red cheeks, blurted out, "I saw you! I actually saw you fucking him!" Before clapping his hand to his mouth and starring at them with his big blue eyes.

Orli put his hand on Viggo's shoulder and leaned next to his ear. "Viggo," he whispered, "just kill me now."

"Orli.. "

"I mean it, use your sword, just kill me now. I will never live this down."

Viggo reached for his sword, whipping it out and pointing it at the hobbits. With a very deep, angry voice he growled, "Alright, you had your fun. One word of this to anyone and Pete's gonna have to replace three missing hobbits. Do I make myself clear?" With the last three words he pointed Andúril at each one of them.

Three suddenly serious heads nodded in unison.

"Now get the hell out of here, before I run you through!" Viggo/Aragorn shouted at them. They turned and bolted.

He replaced his sword in it's sheath and wrapped both arms around Orlando pulling him close. Orli, or rather Legolas, laid his head on his shoulder, shaking all over. Viggo rubbed his back and tried to calm him down.

"Baby, they are so going to pay for this. By the time I get through with them, they will be begging you to forgive them." This was a promise he intended to keep.

They walked back to the set in silence with Viggo glancing frequently at Orli who was intently studying the ground. When they reached the edge of the woods, Viggo paused. He reached out for Orlando's arm, turning the younger man to face him. With his other hand he lifted Orli's chin to look him in the face.

"Orlando, what you have to do now is become Legolas. Just do your job and push this to the back of your mind for now. Tonight we will devise a way to get even with those pervy hobbits, understand?"

"Vig, you don't seem to realize this but, we were in costume, well, semi-costumed, Legolas was just.. He was clinging to a tree while Aragorn.. While Aragorn.. Yeah. And it's hard to put something out of your mind when you are still feeling the effects of it." He tried to turn his face away, but Viggo wouldn't let him.

"Did I hurt you?" Concern was etched across Viggo's face.

"No. No, Vig, it's a good kind of ache, really." He smiled, which did wonders for Viggo. "I just don't know how I'm going to face them."

"By holding your head up, smiling smugly, and thinking about how sweet revenge is going to be." Viggo leaned over and kissed him lightly. "Okay?"

"Yeah."

"Really, Orli. This is going to be so good; second only to sex."

"Sex, huh? Well.. I'll try."

"You'll be fine, it's the hobbits that need to be worried."

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Orlando was flawless, delivering all his lines on cue and never missing his mark. Viggo, totally immersed in Aragorn, did just as well. The hobbits, however, were forgetful, slow, and very distracted. Peter was not pleased with their delivery at all.

During one break, while Viggo and Orlando stood off to the side talking and laughing, Elijah approached them slowly.

"Um, guys? I'm sorry to interrupt, but, uh, I need to say something." He kept playing with the buttons on his shirt and shifting from one foot to the other.

"Yes." All mirth was gone from Viggo's voice.

"I, uh, just wanted to say, I'm sorry. It was wrong and I feel really bad about it and, um, I'm really sorry we embarrassed you, Orli, and, uh, I'm just really sorry, okay?" He looked hopefully at Viggo, seeing his icy stare, quickly shifted to Orlando. Orlando said nothing, he just stood there looking at him.

"Are you finished?" The coldness in Viggo's voice made Elijah cringe.

"Uh, yeah."

"Well, we were having a private conversation and while it is very obvious that you really don't give a damn about our privacy, we would prefer to be left alone right now." Viggo glared at him.

"Oh, okay. I really am sorry." Elijah was backing away as he said it.

"Uh-huh." Viggo was still staring down at him.

"I'll just, uh, see you guys later then."

"Count on it."

Elijah's eyes widened at that, then he turned and hurried away.

"What do you make of that?" Orli asked when Elijah was out of ear shot.

"I think Elijah is a damn good actor."

"You don't think he meant it?"

"Not for a second."

Dominic caught up to them during lunch.
Billy approached as they finished having their make-up removed.
Both, just like Eljiah, issued apologies and Viggo coldly dismissed them.

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At the end of the day Orlando and Viggo were sitting on the old worn sofa in the trailer, relaxing. They had been discussing various means of retaliation when they saw the door open a crack.

Sean peeped in before actually stepping into the room. "I never know what to expect when I come in here anymore. I refuse to knock, this is my trailer, too."

"Yes, Sean." Viggo commented dryly, "As you keep reminding me. When are you leaving?"

"Oh, hey, Vig, you make a bloke feel sooo loved and I'm not talking about the elf either." Sean grinned.

"Sean, not that we aren't glad to see you, why are you here? You didn't have any scenes today." Viggo began running his fingers back and forth on the back of Orli's neck.

"Got a call from the hobbits."

Viggo jerked his head around to glare at Sean through narrowed eyes. "About what?"

"Ah, I see I got your attention."

"What did they want?"

"Wellll, it's hard to say." Sean started looking at his finger nails.

"What did they say!" Viggo was starting to get angry.

"Not much really, I was actually hoping to get the whole story from you."

"Sean. What. Did. They. Say."

"Something about embarrassing the elf, trying to apologize, and you threatening them with Andúril. But not quite in that order. What's going on, Vig?"

"It's not your problem, Sean."

"Three terrified hobbits made it my business, Viggo. And why is he sucking his thumb?"

Viggo turned to Orli, who pulled his thumb out of his mouth. "I bit my nail too far down, it hurts." He showed his thumb to Viggo, who smiled at Orli, brought the thumb to his lips and kissed it.

"Hmmm, I just thought you were practicing for Viggo."

"Bite me, Sean." Orli responded, then started chewing on another nail.

"I think that is Viggo's department, Elf."

"All right!" Viggo had grown very tired of this conversation.

"So, seriously Viggo, what's with the hobbits and why did you threaten them with your sword?"

"Did they tell you what they did?" Viggo felt Orli's hand land on his thigh and squeeze gently.

Sean noticed this, but refrained from commenting on it. "All they said was, they embarrassed Orli, you threatened them with Andúril, they tried to apologize, and you wouldn't accept it. Now, for the last time, what is going on?"

"Practical jokes, Sean, that's all." There was something unreadable in Viggo's face as he said it.

"Hmmm." Sean was thinking, not much embarrasses Orli and he is awful quiet. They apologized and Viggo wouldn't accept it..

"Really, Sean."

"What did they do, catch you two shagging?" He said it as a joke, but the look on Orlando's face confirmed it. "Oh my god, they did!" That's the point where he lost it and just cracked up laughing.

Viggo turned to Orli and was very thankful that at least this time he wasn't blushing. He loved Orli's blush, but it always seemed to add fuel to Sean's fire.

"Ranger and the Elf," he choked out, "Caught with their britches down." He was now laughing so hard he had tears running down his face. "Please.." he gasped, "tell me you were in costume."

"Sean, this really isn't funny." Viggo tried to sound intimidating.

"Viggo, it's fucking hilarious."

"Sean.. " Orli began.

"Look guys," Sean interrupted him, "It's like this." He wiped the tears off his face. "You two are so obvious, there is probably noone on this set that doesn't know what you are up to. The important thing is, nobody cares. So, how did the hobbits manage to catch you anyway?"

Viggo sighed. 'Well, at least Sean had stopped laughing,' he thought. "They followed us into the woods."

"So," Sean was fighting the laughter again, "you were in costume then."

"Yes." Orlando once again threw fuel on Sean's fire.

"Aragorn and Legolas. Tolkien would roll over in his grave." Sean roared hysterically and grabbed his side. "Oh God, it's so funny, it hurts."

Viggo turned to Orli, "Put him on the list too."

Sean tried to look serious, "What list?"

"The revenge list." Viggo replied.

"Bah, I'll be gone in a week."

"Vig, maybe we should put him on the top of the list."

"Oh, most definitely, Babe. Come on," Viggo stood up and offered a hand to Orli, "Let's go home. We have plans to make and things to do."

"Wait a minute," Sean said as they headed to the door. "I was sent to talk to you guys for the hobbits."

"Tell them not to worry about it." Viggo commented as he led Orli out.

Sean had a good hunch that this was not the end of it. In fact, he had a strong feeling that he would most likely spend the next week looking over his shoulder.

Once they got outside Viggo turned to look at Orli. "We'll get Elijah first, then recruit him to help with Sean."

"You got an idea, Vig?"

"Oh yeah. Very fitting for the hobbit."