Ravished

Title: Ravished Chapter 7
Author: Lilith (Lilslasher)
Rating: R - for rimming
Beta: Amoureux De Sang
Disclaimer: FICTION, don't own them, (dammit) and will never make any money off of them or this
Summary: Preparing for Sean's revenge
Warning: Rimming, shagging, wanking, this could also pass for a summary.
AN: I wasn't totally pleased with the first few paragraphs, but it gets better.
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They were filming on location today, deep in the forest. The morning had consisted mainly of the stuff surrounding Boromir's last scenes on the edge of the river. Which meant Gimli and the hobbits were pretty much just lounging around against a huge styrofoam rock and Frodo was wandering alone in the woods. Boromir would gather firewood and say his line about not wandering alone in the woods, and of course there was the attempt to take the ring business, but that was after lunch.

Aragorn and Legolas weren't in these particular scenes this morning. They didn't arrive until just before Peter called for a lunch break. They stood there talking to PJ about the next scenes while everyone else made it over to grab something to eat.

The caterers had set up a table with food and a couple more for eating. Dom and Billy had grabbed some sandwiches and ran into the forest to burn off some energy. They had tried to get Elijah to join them, but he waved the script changes Peter had just handed him at them and shook his head. Beanie and Sean Astin were sitting at one of the tables talking "grown-up" talk while they ate.

Elijah had made himself comfortable on a nearby log, plate on his lap, script in his hand. Pausing to flip a page he glanced up and caught sight of Viggo and Orlando. They had finished talking to Pete and were now sitting, straddling really, a log not far from him, facing each other. They were sharing a plate and actually feeding one another. Both of them were making a big show of sucking each other's fingers when the food was slipped between their lips.

Elijah watched as Viggo placed a piece of fruit in Orli's mouth. Orlando sucked so hard on his fingers as he withdrew them that Elijah was sure he was going to choke on the food. Then Viggo leaned over the plate and kissed him. When they finally separated Viggo started chewing. It took Elijah a few minutes to realize what had happened.

"Guys," Elijah began. They both casually turned to look as though they hadn't even noticed him sitting there. "Even under ordinary circumstances that would be sooo gross. However, since you made it a point of telling me where you habitually stick your tongue, Viggo, I'm now torn as whether this is even more gross, or a definite improvement."

Elijah grinned as Orli decided to scan the sky for clouds, birds, planes, or whatever, he was defiantly looking for something up there. Viggo just had a shit-eating grin. 'Oh, now that's a gross thought,' he mused.

"I'm not blushing." Orli whispered to Viggo.

"I noticed; you must be getting used to discussions about our sex life." Viggo whispered back.

"Vig, after having the hobbits watch us shagging, talking about it... doesn't seem that embarrassing anymore." Quite loud enough for Elijah to hear.

"I said I was sorry!" He still felt the need to remind them of this.

"Don't sweat it, Hobbit, no hard feelings." Viggo said with a smile.

Elijah just nodded his head and went back to his script and his lunch.

He practically fell off his log when a shadow landed on him and he looked up to see Viggo standing on one side of him and a grinning elf on the other.

"What?" He squeaked up at them.

They sat down on either side of him and Viggo draped an arm around Frodo's shoulder.

"Oh, God. Not here. I'm in costume." He whined.

"No fears, hobbit." Viggo said calmly, "We are here to recruit your help, that's all. However.. well, never mind that, I'm sure you won't refuse."

"Right." Elijah gulped, "Whatever you want, I'm there for you man, er, men. Uh, elf and man.."

"Good to know that. Come by the trailer tonight after you get out of costume."

Elijah nodded up at him. "Sure, no problem."

"One more thing," Viggo said with a sparkle in his eye, "Stay here and don't let anyone follow us into the woods."

"You want me to be your look out?" He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"You have a problem with that?"

"No, no. Just surprised. Sure, go, I'll be here."

When they got out of ear shot Orli turned to Viggo. "You can't be serious. There are too many people around here."

"I realize shagging is out of the question, but that doesn't mean I can't hold you." He pulled the slight man into his arms. "Or, in this relative few moments of solitude, kiss you."

Viggo closed the distance, bringing their lips gently together. It was only mere seconds before Orlando parted his lips to allow his lover's tongue to slip inside. He snaked his way into Orli's warm, sweet-tasting mouth, exploring slowly, gently, before becoming faster and more urgent. It was almost as if they were starving for the taste of each other.

Arms clinging tightly for strength, support, desire, yearning.. Nothing existed outside of each other. It was Orlando that broke away first, laying his forehead on Viggo's chest. Both taking deep breaths to try and regain some sense of control.

"Not enough time." Viggo spoke more to convince himself, then Orli.

"No privacy either." Was Orlando's response, "Although if we had the time, I think I could get past that."

"Later." Viggo breathed in his ear.

Before they could say anything else they heard Elijah calling them. He was saying something about Peter wanting everyone back on set. Walking out of the forest together they noticed Elijah was still sitting on the log with his back to them. They motioned to him as they passed and he followed them to the set.

The last thing Viggo said to Elijah, as they were heading off at the end of the day to have wigs, feet, and ears peeled away was, "Don't forget."

Elijah had quickly nodded then scurried off.

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When he arrived later, Elijah nervously knocked on the door. Viggo yelled, "It's open, come on in." Elijah opened the door slowly, not knowing what to expect.

He was a bit surprised. Viggo was stretched out on the couch with a script lying across his lap. Orli was in the small kitchen, putting on some water for tea.

Viggo could read Elijah's face quite easily. "We don't fuck all the time, hobbit." He said with a chuckle.

"Oh, I know.. I mean, it's just so.." Elijah took a deep breath and tried to gather his thoughts. "It's just that you two make a cute couple." He finally muttered. Domesticated was what he was thinking but he wasn't sure how they would take that description.

"Tea, Lij?" Was Orli's response as he took a couple of mugs from the cabinet. Viggo said nothing.

Elijah took a seat and Orli brought their tea over. After Orlando had made himself comfortable Viggo explained why he was there.

"We need to find some way to get even with Sean and we want your help." Orlli nodded in agreement.

"The punishment must fit the crime," Viggo continued. "The crime, so to speak, was him thinking it was funny that you hobbits caught us shagging in costume."

"Or, um, half out of costume, depends on how you look at it." Orli added. "Wonder how he would feel if they walked in on him shagging."

"That's a thought, Luv, but there is Dave to consider. Innocent victim and all."

"Don't suppose we could persuade him to help, either."

"Not likely."

So it went, around and around, bouncing ideas in hopes of finding a solution. How do you get even with someone for having a malfunctioning sense of humor?

Viggo lightly brushed his hand down the side of Orli's face. The younger man responded to the caress by leaning closer and briefly pressing his lips to Viggo's while shifting around on his lap.

Viggo's hand trailed slowly up his side and came to a stop on his chest. With fingers splayed and his hand flat against his chest, he began to flick his thumb up and down over Orli's sensitive nipple. It was an unconscious action born out of familiarity. Viggo was deep in thought.

The sensation traveled straight to his groin, causing Orlando to squirm around some more. He was deep in thought too, but it had nothing to do with Sean.

Ten long minutes slowly ticked by. Viggo's thumb was still flicking while the fingers of his other hand were drumming on the table. Orli had stopped squirming and wiggling around, just sitting very still while he chewed on a fingernail.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Using his teeth, he tugged gently on Viggo's earlobe. This proved highly effective in getting his attention. "Do you have any idea what you are doing to me?" Orli whispered in his ear.

Viggo's hand froze. "Oh, Babe, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking about what I was doing."

"Don't be sorry, just do something about it." Ghosting his warm breath across Viggo's ear.

Viggo began to pinch and roll the hard little nub. Orli grabbed his hand from the table and pressed it to the cloth-covered bulge in his pants. "Do. Something." His words muffled against his lover's skin as Orli worked his mouth along Viggo's shoulder.

"Wait a damn minute!"

They both froze and looked sheepishly at Elijah. They had forgotten all about him.

"You said this was for plotting Sean's revenge. No making out." He reminded them.

"Does it make you uncomfortable?" Viggo was getting an idea.

"Hell, yes!"

"Why? Exactly."

"Why? Christ, Viggo, let's just say it isn't images of sugar plums that go dancing through my head, ok?" Elijah snapped at him. "I already know too much about your sex life, thank you very much."

"Hmmm, I think I have got it." Viggo said, nodding his head. "What is the one thing, above all else, that totally drives Sean nuts?"

"That's easy," Orlando sighed, he shifted some to rub more firmly against Viggo's cock as he replied, "He hates us fucking on the furniture." Dropping his head and whimpering as he found the perfect position to ride the man's cock.

"Do you want me to leave?" Elijah said it as he scurried out of his chair.

"No, I want your help."

"What?!" Was the shocked response from Orli and Elijah.

"I don't need any help with that, Elf." Orli jumped when Viggo pinched his thigh. "Help with Sean, remember?"

"Grab the mayonnaise.. " Viggo didn't get to finish his sentence, he was hissing through clinched teeth instead.

Orlando had pinched his nipple, hard, to get his attention. "Viggo, you started something you need to finish." He narrowed his eyes at the other man, making it clear he was serious.

Viggo nodded and pushed him to his feet.

"Elijah, grab a cloth and get it wet. See that chair, I want you to make it look like someone has cleaned it." Pointing with a finger he showed Lija the water pattern he wanted on the back and seat of the cloth covered chair. "Then use the mayonnaise to put little drips and splatters down the side here. When Sean comes in I want it to look like we fucked in his favorite chair and did a shitty job cleaning it. We will be back in a few minutes, something we need to, uh, take care of.. Be right back."
With that he followed Orli down the hall.

As soon as Viggo shut the door Orlando pressed him up against the wall. "You have been teasing me for ever." He breathed into Viggo's face. His hips pressing hard, pinning him to the wall. Orli's hands quickly moved under the older man's shirt and sought out his nipples, pinching them and rolling them without mercy. Viggo writhed under his touch. Not used to an aggressive Orlando, he found it to be a real turn on.

***

Elijah went to work, making it look like someone had wiped streaks and spots off the back of the chair, then a few more for the seat. Next he took the mayonnaise and dabbed a few drops here and there along the side and a couple on the arm for good measure. He stood back to look at it. The mayonnaise would look alot like semen once it set for a bit.

He began to look around to see where else he could put some and started toward that spot on the wall that was lighter then the rest. Viggo or Orli had said it was lighter because of the number of times they had cleaned it. A few splatters there would be perfect.

***

The roaring in his ears blocked out all sound.
Orlando had one leg on either side of him, crushing his body to the wall.

Viggo could feel his desire growing with each rock of the younger man's hips against him.

Viggo moaned as he gave himself up completely. His awareness shrank and all he knew was the slippery in and out motion of Orli's tongue, fucking his mouth in time to the thrusts of his hips. His world was the heat of his lover's mouth and the touch of his hands as they moved all over his body.

Orlando began to steer Viggo toward the bed. Pushing him down on it and continuing his assault. Pausing only to pull off his t-shirt and slip out of his pants, Orli then began to undress Viggo. Slinging the shirt across the room he practically tore Viggo's pants away from his body.

"I'm going to make you scream." Orli growled as he slowly crept up Viggo's body. Leaning down, Orlando took one of his peaked nipples in his mouth sucking hard before he caught it with his teeth and tugged.

Viggo raised both hands to tangle in the Brit's hair. Orlando pulled away with a smile. "I forgot something," he said.

"Lube's in the drawer." Viggo replied. He reached for Orli to pull him back.

He slipped out of Viggo's grasp and moved across the room. He looked through the closet for a few seconds. Returning with his hands behind his back, grinning mischievously.

"What have you got?" Vig raised an eyebrow curiously.

Orli reached one hand out to stroke the side of Viggo's face keeping the other behind his back.
He pressed his knee between Viggo's thighs forcing them apart.

His hand left Viggo's face and slid down his arm. From behind his back he produced a bright yellow tie. He wrapped one end around the older man's wrist and raised it over his head.

He leaned over Viggo's body bringing his other hand up to tie them to the head of the bed.

Viggo felt the rigid flesh of Orlando's cock slid up his stomach and over his chest leaving a sticky trail. When Orli reached for the headboard to wrap the tie around it his cock hung over Viggo's face. He leaned up and licked the tip as his lover pulled back.

"No you don't." The Brit said with a laugh.

He tugged against his restraints testing the strength. Orlando settled back between his legs. He started by sucking gently on Viggo's neck. He ran a trail across his shoulder licking and biting as he went. Moving to his chest, Orli took one nipple in, sucking hard while he rolled the other between his fingers pinching and twisting it.

Viggo couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips. His cock was weeping with desire to be buried deep inside this man. Thrusting up to increase contact had no effect. Orli was staying just out of reach. Viggo felt him laugh around his nipple just before he bit down hard which rung another moan from the Dan's mouth.

He slowly worked his way down the body beneath him. He spent several minutes tonguing his navel before he raised up. Viggo breathed a sigh of relief thinking he was finally going to get some attention paid to his aching shaft. He was so expecting it that he jumped when he felt Orlando press his lips to the inside of his thigh.

His hands were stroking up and down his muscular legs as Orli gently sucked and licked at the tender flesh at the top of his thigh. Pressing down with his teeth, but stopping before he actually broke the skin, Orlando began to suck hard on his skin.

Viggo trembled when Orli pulled away from his thigh with a popping sound and turned to take one of his balls in his mouth, sucking on it and rolling it around.

"Oh, God." Viggo groaned. 'If he does that to my nuts I really will scream,' He barely had time to think.

Orlando let it roll from his mouth only to suck the other side in, gently kneading and licking. Viggo fought the urge to thrust at the man. He wanted, no, needed to have that mouth around his cock, but Orli was in a biting mood and Viggo really didn't want teeth in that area.

Orlando knew he was holding back, he felt the older man's legs trembling with need. He began licking his nuts, with each stroke his tongue moved further back.

Orli lifted Vig's knees and pressed them toward his chest to give himself better access. Viggo had done this to him plenty of times, but he had never returned the favor. He tentatively touched the warm flesh with his tongue. Circling around the entrance and blowing warm air across the wet skin produced a shiver in his lover and that was all in encouragement Orli needed. He pressed his tongue against the small hole and Viggo started squirming. He continued licking and kissing causing his partner's moans to grow louder and louder.

"Fuck! Orli, stop. I'm gonna come."

Orlando chuckled to himself and continued harder. Pushing his tongue in with quick little jabs had Viggo panting and quivering. When he slipped his finger in to tease that little gland Viggo screamed Orlando's name bucking and jerking against his bonds so hard they heard the wood crack on the bed frame.

He pulled back and ran his mohawk up and down Viggo's length. This brought out an incoherent string of profanity ending with "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Orli finally reached for the lube.

Viggo looked at his lover through half closed eyes. Orli's lips were wet and swollen. His flushed face and darkened eyes gave him a decadent look. He smiled seductively and squeezed some the lube onto his fingers.

He waited, expecting to feel his fingers prodding him open, instead Orli began to slather his cock with it. He positioned himself over Viggo and lowered down until he felt the soft smooth skin press against him.

"Orli. Babe, wait.."

"It's ok, Vig. We have done this how many times today? Trust me, I'm good, I know what I'm doing."

Then he dropped down quickly using his weight and gravity to sink all the way down taking him completely inside. He could feel the hair surrounding Viggo's shaft tickling against his ass. It took a few minutes and a few thrusts before the burn edged off, then pleasure replaced any momentary pain and he began to ride his lover with all he had.

"Ride you.. like a horse," he panted at Viggo.

The older man was beyond speaking. He raised up to meet Orlando's powerful downward strokes, each one driving him back to the mattress. Orli squeezed his legs tightly on either side of Viggo. Pumping up and down, he shifted his hips driving Viggo's cock right against his prostate each time. He saw stars and cried out, momentarily dazed, but managed to keep up the pace. He was quickly approaching his climax and could tell Viggo wasn't far off either.

Viggo watched as Orli took himself in hand and began to pump his cock in time to the thrust. Seeing his young lover riding him and stroking himself pushed Viggo right over the edge. He came with a roar and Orlando's name on his lips, spilling deep inside him.

Orlando cried out for Viggo as he threw his head back and felt the most intense orgasm of his life wash over him. He fell forward collapsing onto the other man as a floating; dizzy sensation flew through his body.

"Orli? Are you ok?" Viggo asked as soon as his breathing calmed a bit. He was starting to get worried. Orlando hadn't moved. Struggling with the tie that bound his hands he was beginning to wonder if he was going to have to call Elijah.

"Come on, baby, talk to me."

(...)

"Orli, come on back, darlin', are you ok?"

"Veegoh?" He slowly moaned.

"Orli? Come on, baby, untie me. I want to touch you."

Orlando drug his hands up to the knot and began to fumble with it.

When Viggo felt the binding give he pulled lose and wrapped his arms tightly against Orlando. Stroking his back and speaking soothing words quietly in his ear.

***

Elijah had finish leaving mayonnaise/cum spots around the room. Not too much or it would immediately look fake. Just here and there around water spots to look like they may have missed a speck or two. He grabbed some paper towels and crumpled them in the corner with a little mayo on them as well. It looked like they had fucked all over this room; Sean was going to have a fit when he saw it.

He had turned on the stereo when they had started getting loud. Now he just wished they would finish so he could leave. Trying hard to think of anything except what they were so loudly doing, Elijah even tried cleaning up some as a distraction. It didn't help.

When he heard Viggo scream out and then the bed started banging against the wall, he knew they were just getting started good. His cock was throbbing, he needed release. They were driving him crazy.

He looked around at the deliberately placed "cum" and decided a little more wouldn't hurt.

Kneeling down beside the sofa he quickly undid his pants and reached inside. He pulled his pulsing cock out with a sigh. Running his thumb over the tender head and then stroking slowly down his shaft. Realizing that he needed some sort of lube to make this go smoother he began to search under the cushions. Knowing Viggo and Orlando he was sure he would find some.

Finding a small tube and squirting some onto his fingers he got right down to business. Stroking hard and fast he felt the heat pool in his groin and the tension build. He reached down to cup and squeeze his balls while his other hand flew up and down his cock. He bit back the cry when he came spurting all over the side of the couch.

He grabbed some tissues off the table and cleaned his hand off. He balled them up and dropped them to the floor. Tucking himself back in his pants and fastening them back up, he considered putting the lube back and decided to leave it where it was as well. They wanted Sean to be shocked, right? Well, now the only thing missing was a used condom.

Noticing that there was no more noise coming from the bedroom, Elijah sat down on the couch and waited.

Viggo was the first one to leave the bedroom. His shirt was unbuttoned, but at least he was wearing pants, which was more than could be said for Orli. He stumbled up the hall after Viggo wearing only a pair of boxers, arms crossed over his chest and looking a little out of it. They both had that glowing flushed just fucked my brains out look, especially Orlando.

Viggo stopped to look around and Orlando stumbled into him.

"Looks good, Lij." Then he turned to look at Orli who was holding onto him for support. "Um, babe? I think you forgot something."

The very satiated young man looked down and mumbled a curse, then pushed off from Viggo to stumble back down the hall in search of pants.

Viggo couldn't help the grin when he noticed Orli walking slightly bow-legged. Watching his lover bump into the wall, he was reminded again of how adorable the young man was.

Brought back from his train of thought by a cough from Elijah, he turned back around.

"Can I go now?" Elijah looked pretty tired himself.

"Yeah, thanks, Lij. I'll let you know how it turns out."

"If it turns out the way you plan I'll probably hear about it as soon as Sean walks in. I'm sure his yelling will be heard all over the set."

***

Orlando found his pants and after three attempts and finally sitting on the bed he managed to get them on. When he made his way back to the living room Elijah had already left. Viggo was stretched out on the couch and motioned him over.

He pulled Orli down to lay on top of him and tugged the blanket off the back of the sofa to cover them.

"Now all we have to do is wait for Sean to show up. He's gone out to dinner with David and should be by later." Viggo began to rub circles on Orli's back.

"You smell like sex." Orli said as he nuzzled his face into the side of Viggo's neck.

"So do you, you filthy elf." Vig replied with a chuckle.

They were both laying there sleeping peacefully when Sean let himself in.

TBC