Heaven in Your Eyes

Chap: 5

Viggo was about to knock for the fourth time the the door swung open. He caught a glimpse of a body being wrapped in a blanket, loose fitting pj bottoms and bare feet dancing away on the cold floor. The only greeting he received was. "Ugh. No daylight."
He found Orlando on the sofa-half sitting half laying-in the crook of back and armrest. Legs pulled up, snuggled deep under the blanket.
"Orli..hey. Wake up."
"Mmm"
"I't's almost Nine."
"Ats nice."
He patted what he thought would be a knee. "I need to talk to you Orli, wake up."
"Mm wake."
"Sure you aren't."
He shifted a little, foot popping out from under the cover. Viggo tucked it back under, fingers grazing the soft skin of his instep, the mere contact shot tiny sparks up his arm to spread throughout his body. He jerked the shaky hand back, rubbing it with the other, while watching Orli's still peaceful face. Dark fan of lashes, skin flushed warm from sleep and that incredible mouth he couldn't stop thinking of.
'Christ if Orli had any idea what he did to me-he'd probably run screaming. He'd wanted him so much, for so long, a simple touch was undoing him. No one had ever been able to undermine his defences so easily. Make him long for just a glimpse, a smile, a.. He shook his head and tried again.
"It's important Orlando. Wake up!" One eye peeled slowly open, looking mildly confused and annoyed before closing again as he shifted to sit up a little further.

"What you doin here Vig. Aren't you sposed to be with Karl?" He heard the sarcasim lacing his voice and hated it. "You know..Ian's car, weren't you.."
"Already done. I had Karl stay over last night so I could make sure and get it done early..lots to do today. So, wake up!"
"Mm."
"Have you packed yet?"
He nodded yes. "That earn me nother hour sleep?" He started to snuggle under again. 'No you don't,' Viggo thought, 'time to rise.'
"Only if I get to join you." The one eye opened a lot quicker this time to Viggo's sexy smirk. "Hmp, human scum." It closed again as he drew the cover up further under his chin.
Viggo scooted closer from his perch on the coffee table, lilting his voice to entice. "So, are we going...to go snuggle in bed..or are you awake now?"
A shiver started at-curling Orli's toes-to traverse the length of his curled form. He clenched against the sensation, slowly opening his eyes to Vig.
"Morning, sleepyhead," he teased in a soft voice. Completely belying the hint of deviousness in that smile or the unmistakable yearning in those clear blue eyes.

"If..if you have so much to do..why are you here?" He struggled up a little further, trying to concentrate.
Vig chuckled. "Never thought you'd be this hard to wake."
"Didn't sleep much." "Why not?" "Dunno."
"I need to discuss something with you, but I'd like you fully awake."
"I'm awake."
"Maybe, but not coherent. Why don't you go up and shower and I'll make some breakfast. You hungry, cause I'm starvin!" He held out a hand to help him up despite the wary look Orli gave him.
"Don't worry, it's nothing bad."
Orlando nodded, taking the proffered hand. "Lij is sposed to come over this mornin sometime. You might wanna keep that in mind when your cookin."
He looked back, turning a little when Vig didn't answer or release his grip. He followed his sight line, letting out a shocked gasp, cheeks flushed with heated embarressment. He tried to pull the blanket to cover a semi-erection he didn't realize he'd had and shake his wrist loose from Viggo at the same time.
"Don't." He murmured the single plea pulling them together. Hands slipping under the cover to contact bare skin, then his lips were on Orli's, no gentleness, just ravishing, his tongue slidint tot to soothe where teeth had just nipped. And there it came...that heat, welling up, exploding through his body, just like every time they touched-and Orlando wasn't pulling away. It was making his head spin.
This was what he'd dreamed of, what he'd waited for, what he'd been unable to forget since last night on the dance floor. Warm lips, soft skin over sleek muscles, under his hands and lips, twisting and arching against his body.
"Stop me." He panted the warning, feeling control slipping, his head bent to trail lips over Orli's throat, fighting for breath. "You'll have to Orli..cause I can't." Lips covered his again. His tongue sliding, caressing, tempting him deeper into oblivion as his hand delved under the waistband of Orli's pj's. Fingers splayed, the middle one nudging between cheeks, stroking nearer to his entrance with every movment, every buck of Orli's hips, every thrust of his own. Someone moaned, maybe both. Orlando's hands were under his jacket, stroking his back, cupping his ass to pull him tighter. He was going to loose it. He was going to come right there and embarrass himself just from Orlando's hardness thrusting against him. And it felt so fucking good he didn't care. His hand pushed, crushing their hips, the finger slid, ghosting the desired entrance. Orlando groaned, an "Oh shit!" He was gone. Viggo fell forward from the suddenness of the loss, grasping the back of the sofa for support and panting heavily for breath. Then he heard a door slam, the alarm chirp. Vig shook his head, laughing out loud at the craziness of the moment. He was glad Orli could still be in Legolas mode-cause he'd forgotten what planet he was from. 'Beautiful fucking timing Elijah!'

~*~*~*~*~*

As soon as the door shut Lij bounded from the kitchen bombarding Orli with one question after another. Orlando just waited for his breath to run out.
"Finished?" He paused for Lij to nod.
"Okay, let me backtrack a little and I'll give ya the full short-story if you don't interrupt?"
"Yeah, yeah agreed, spill!"
"Well, I changed my mind after you left last night and I walked over there. What we didn\ee oee or couldn't I guess, was Karl's car parked on the other side of Vig's. I figure..he got tired waiten round right. So I came home- too wired to sleep-so I cleaned, packed, finally pass out and then he's at the door, tellin me we need to talk. Figured he's gonna tell me what a big mistake he'd made, apologize, whatever. I'm tryin to go back ta sleep cause I don't wanna here it. But he *says* Karl spent the night just so they could get an early start and..we're going to be living together." He nodded to Elijah to signal his finish.
"Uh-huh, okay, so do you believe him..bout Karl?"
Shrug
"Whoa! Did you just say your livin together?" Orlando laughed.
"That's what he wanted to tell me. Seems while they were at the set this mornin Pete told him the oh so good news."
"If it's good news why the sarcastic tone?"
"With all the delay's we're going to be workin nonstop. Some days a few hours here and there, plus the all nighters. So Pete decided instead of hotels, he needs the main characters close enough to call on whenever they're needed. Anyway, Pete took it upon himself to pair us by what he thought our compatibility level was and stowed all our gear and costumes in said trailers, that should be pulling out in just a bit."
"And he paired you and Vig?"
Orlando snorted and smiled.
"Well, see..that proves your both good actors if PJ hasn't even notice anything."
"Only proves he's too concentrated on the movie to notice anything else. Anyway, Vig wanted to know if I wanted him to have Pete switch us before the trailers left. Swaggwagging tongues on the set and all that, bout why we don't wanna share. Or can't live together, or whatever else they dream up."
"And? Did ya?"
"Did I what?"
"Have'em switched!"
"Truth is Lij, with the hellish hours and all, I'll probably hardly see him. I told him to just leave it be." He decided to skip over what'd happened between them before he arrived.
"So..are ya gonna be sleepin together?"
"What!"
"You know, is it one of those with a second bed in the dining area, or just the one in back?"
He batted his lashes, laughing at Orli's expression.
"Wanker!"
"Ohhh Viiiigo." He crooned at Orli, who wasn't biting.
"You want me to spend the day with you guys or not, cause I can sure kick your little hobbit ass outta here!"
He stood behind the sofa running a hand suggestively over the cushion with an evil grin. "Come to bed Viiggy."
Orlando's face split with a grin right before he jumped the sofa and chased a yelping hobbit out the door.

TBC