Breaking the Rain
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
4,201
Reviews:
21
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
A glimpse of the Sun
Title: Breaking The Rain
Chapter: 9 A glimpse of the Sun
Rating: R
Disclaimer : Not Real, only fiction
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Viggo looked up as the door opened, started and relaxed at the same time. He looked into the brown eyes that met his gaze, pushing his notebook aside, and started to sit up.
"Don't." A command as much as a plea, Orlando hadn't even realized the word left his mouth before he was hearing his own voice.
"Just.. Stay." Viggo inhaled deeply, watching Orlando. Watching him walk across the room to stand beside the bed looking down.
"Just please.. don't say anything. Not tonight. No matter what argument tomorrow may bring from us.. please, Viggo.. I need tonight." And with that, Orlando leaned over the bed, his lips catching Viggo's before the other could protest. As if the other would protest.
Viggo's hands went to Orlando's shirt bottom, grasping the cloth and sliding it slowly, gently, upward, exposing first the sun tattoo, then just bare chest, finger tips brushing his skin as he did so. He opened his mouth to Orlando, welcoming the kiss, his tongue searching out more, asking the questions that neither felt the need or want to speak. The tip of Orlando's tongue answered, sliding into Viggo's mouth and dancing. Dancing in ways that the tango couldn't even put to shame. Dancing with a need someone might feel after having gone too long from their beloved past time.. with Love.
Orlando reached his arms upward, and let Viggo undress him, then his fingers moved down, slipping each and every button through the hole, not letting his need show with a quickness, instead letting it show with a tenderness he had not expressed before. He pushed the shirt over Viggo's shoulders, and watched Viggo's eyes as the older man shrugged from the shirt. This did not require the haste their other love sessions seemed to have burned into them. This was different.
Orlando slide down into the bed with Viggo, the two of them stretched out, lightly feathering kisses along the other's neck while their fingers undid each other's pants, somehow leaving the two of them exposed, naked, wanting. Viggo moved first, pushing Orlando gently to his back, crawling on top of him at the same time. Their eyes never left each others as Viggo reached into the bed-side table, pulling out the bottle, his lips leaning down and catching Orlando's for a second, a brief second that gave them both a promise of what was to come.
Leaning back onto his knees, Viggo unscrewed the bottle, startled almost when Orlando's hands took it from him, covering his palm with the sticky fluid before taking Viggo's throbbing erection into his hand, massaging, stroking, coating the member before him with the fluid, Viggo dipped his finger into Orlando's palm, scooping up the lubrication before his skin could take it all, and leaned down, slipping first one, then two fingers inside Orlando, dipping his hand at such an angle that he could stroke that magic spot in his lover that would drive him insane.
As Orlando pulled his hands back, Viggo scooped Orli's legs up, hooking them over his shoulders and leaned forward onto one hand, the other guiding him inside his lover, slowly, eyes locked together in such an embrace that a kiss never could have. Slowly, until he was fully inside, he let out the breath that he found he had been holding and began to move.
Orlando tilted his head back, his mouth opened in a silent moan as the feeling of Viggo filled him, stretched him and fulfilled that every need he had been wanting, his hands roaming slowly up Viggo's chest, pinching his nipples, a smile tugging at both of their faces.
* * * * **
They made love deep into the night, over and over until neither of them could take it anymore, and morning found them curled together, their bodies entwined, clinging to each other even after they couldn't take the pleasure anymore, seeking each other's touch. The first rays of sunshine played upon Orlando's hair as the two slept.
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AN: I have done some editing and changing on this story to make corrections and get it back on track. I appreciate the feedback, some of it has been very helpful. The next chapter will be up soon. It is completed, it just needs a little polishing.
Chapter: 9 A glimpse of the Sun
Rating: R
Disclaimer : Not Real, only fiction
************************************
Viggo looked up as the door opened, started and relaxed at the same time. He looked into the brown eyes that met his gaze, pushing his notebook aside, and started to sit up.
"Don't." A command as much as a plea, Orlando hadn't even realized the word left his mouth before he was hearing his own voice.
"Just.. Stay." Viggo inhaled deeply, watching Orlando. Watching him walk across the room to stand beside the bed looking down.
"Just please.. don't say anything. Not tonight. No matter what argument tomorrow may bring from us.. please, Viggo.. I need tonight." And with that, Orlando leaned over the bed, his lips catching Viggo's before the other could protest. As if the other would protest.
Viggo's hands went to Orlando's shirt bottom, grasping the cloth and sliding it slowly, gently, upward, exposing first the sun tattoo, then just bare chest, finger tips brushing his skin as he did so. He opened his mouth to Orlando, welcoming the kiss, his tongue searching out more, asking the questions that neither felt the need or want to speak. The tip of Orlando's tongue answered, sliding into Viggo's mouth and dancing. Dancing in ways that the tango couldn't even put to shame. Dancing with a need someone might feel after having gone too long from their beloved past time.. with Love.
Orlando reached his arms upward, and let Viggo undress him, then his fingers moved down, slipping each and every button through the hole, not letting his need show with a quickness, instead letting it show with a tenderness he had not expressed before. He pushed the shirt over Viggo's shoulders, and watched Viggo's eyes as the older man shrugged from the shirt. This did not require the haste their other love sessions seemed to have burned into them. This was different.
Orlando slide down into the bed with Viggo, the two of them stretched out, lightly feathering kisses along the other's neck while their fingers undid each other's pants, somehow leaving the two of them exposed, naked, wanting. Viggo moved first, pushing Orlando gently to his back, crawling on top of him at the same time. Their eyes never left each others as Viggo reached into the bed-side table, pulling out the bottle, his lips leaning down and catching Orlando's for a second, a brief second that gave them both a promise of what was to come.
Leaning back onto his knees, Viggo unscrewed the bottle, startled almost when Orlando's hands took it from him, covering his palm with the sticky fluid before taking Viggo's throbbing erection into his hand, massaging, stroking, coating the member before him with the fluid, Viggo dipped his finger into Orlando's palm, scooping up the lubrication before his skin could take it all, and leaned down, slipping first one, then two fingers inside Orlando, dipping his hand at such an angle that he could stroke that magic spot in his lover that would drive him insane.
As Orlando pulled his hands back, Viggo scooped Orli's legs up, hooking them over his shoulders and leaned forward onto one hand, the other guiding him inside his lover, slowly, eyes locked together in such an embrace that a kiss never could have. Slowly, until he was fully inside, he let out the breath that he found he had been holding and began to move.
Orlando tilted his head back, his mouth opened in a silent moan as the feeling of Viggo filled him, stretched him and fulfilled that every need he had been wanting, his hands roaming slowly up Viggo's chest, pinching his nipples, a smile tugging at both of their faces.
* * * * **
They made love deep into the night, over and over until neither of them could take it anymore, and morning found them curled together, their bodies entwined, clinging to each other even after they couldn't take the pleasure anymore, seeking each other's touch. The first rays of sunshine played upon Orlando's hair as the two slept.
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AN: I have done some editing and changing on this story to make corrections and get it back on track. I appreciate the feedback, some of it has been very helpful. The next chapter will be up soon. It is completed, it just needs a little polishing.