Ravished

Title: Ravished Chapter 9
Rating: R
Beta: Amoureux De Sang
Disclaimer: This is fiction, I don't own them, made no money, etc.
Summary: The practical jokes are now getting out of hand.


Chapter 9
************

~Elijah"s POV...~

Elijah Wood was a troubled man.

When Viggo had said he could go, old 'El-wood' had bolted. He could not wait to get out of there. Slowing to a walk as he headed toward the trailer he shared with the other hobbits, he was deep in thought.

Viggo and Orli had pulled a nasty prank on him. All because he had innocently followed Dom and Billy into the woods and caught Viggo fucking Orlando. Big fucking deal.

Ok, maybe it was a big deal and he was sorry Orli had been embarassed. But really now, everybody within earshot of their trailer knew that the ranger regularly pounced the elf. Orli was a screamer. Hell, just about everyone on set had heard them at one time or another.

Now, they were planning on getting even with Sean, whose only crime was thinking it was funny. Well, it was funny. Fucking hilarious, really.
Fuckers..
Wankers..
Wanking fuckers.

The real kicker was that they had roped him into helping. Hell, he was the one that called Bean for help when they first started all this shit.

He had no idea how to fix things but at least it couldn't get any more fucked up. Comforting thought that was.

Then he rounded the corner of his trailer.

There on the steps, smoking a cigarette, sat Bean.

And he did not looked happy.

**************
~Back in the Viggo and Orlando's trailer~

"Sean was pretty mad, wasn't he?"

Orlando giggled, "Yeah, he was absolutely livid."

"Do you think he was.. over-acting a bit?"

"Hmmm.. He did throw quite a tantrum there, didn't he? I mean, threatening to toss his chair out and running us out of the trailer, not once, but twice. That is a bit extreme."

"Well, once he saw that lube and the come on the end of the sofa there was no reasoning with him. Leaving was our best option, at least until he calmed down."

"Hmmm, yeah, I agree." Orlando sounded slightly distant.

Viggo smirked. Considering what his hands, (or more specifically, his fingers), were currently doing to Orli's body, Viggo had to wonder if the younger man had any idea what he was agreeing to.

"And I don't think he is going to be any calmer tomorrow, either." Viggo continued, watching Orlando as he spoke.

"Uh-huh, agree, yeah.." A small sigh quickly turned into a gasp as the man behind him shifted slightly.

"Orli, listen.." He nipped lightly at the younger man's shoulder to get his attention. "Think Baby.. who left that, hmmm, evidence beside the sofa?"

"Yeah.. Right there, ohh.."

"Orlando, who left the.."

"'Lija.. when we.. when we were shagging."

"Uh-huh," Viggo slowed the movements of his fingers.

"Vig? What are you doing? Why are you stopping?"

"I'm thinking.. I'm not sure I totally trust that hobbit. In fact... I am really starting to think he set us up."

"Yeah, dirty bugger, that hobbit. Now, Vee-goo... Remember me?"

"You know what this means?" Viggo resumed thrusting his fingers into his lover with a fevered pace.

"OhGod.. Yess.. Rightthere." Orlando cried out as he pushed back.

"Orli?"

"Vig, baby, can't we talk about this another ti.." His body stiffened and a moan escaped his lips as Viggo curled his fingers.

"Fuck, Vig..." He gasped.

"Getting there, Babe."

Viggo feathered kisses along the back of his neck as he slipped his fingers out and replaced them with something far more substantial. Shifting to his knees to get as close as possible, Viggo pushed into the tight heat of his lover's body.

Their moves were frenzied and manic, driven by urgency and desire, with few words needed. Viggo reached around Orlando and took him firmly in hand. The younger man howled as Viggo began pumping him fast and hard. He was lost, caught between his lover's flesh driving into him from behind and the strong grip stroking his cock. Orli's head fell back against Viggo's shoulder as he surrendered to the driving need that coursed through his body.

Orlando's hands were searching, grabbing, for any part of Viggo he could reach. Crying out with each thrust, Viggo tried to shush him, covering his mouth with one hand and whispering soothing words. Holding Orlando tight, he pounded savagely into the younger man's supple flesh rushing them both toward completion.

Pushing back against Viggo as hard as he could, Orlando thrashed and moaned loudly when he came. Viggo stroking his cock as tremors ran through the younger man's body. Driven by need and desire his rhythm reaching near frantic levels as he neared his own climax. Moaning Orlando's name he rode out the wave.

Orli sagged against Viggo limply. The feeling of his lover's cock throbbing against his prostate as Viggo came deep within his slender body was all consuming. It was all he knew, all that registered in his mind, in his world. Orlando felt the heat building even as he was riding out the last of his orgasm. He felt his balls draw up tighter against his body. A gasp quickly turned to a groan as the wave grew and peaked. Crying out his lover's name, he came again.

There was an underlying ache within Orlando's body as it struggled to keep up with the demands being placed on it. He felt dizzy and weak as Viggo's arms, holding him tight, eased him back.

Panting and rocking together they slowly came down and caught their breath. Viggo climbed down first, then helped Orlando off the hood of Sean's car.

"You ok?" Viggo asked, steadying Orlando as he struggled with his pants.

Orli suffered him a glance as he made yet another attempt to lift his leg into the jeans his lover was holding, and failed.
"Viggo, I can't get my pants on. Hell, I can barely stand up and walking is questionable. I am hot, sweaty, exhausted, and I have your come trickling down my legs," Looking Viggo in the face, he beamed, "I really don't think I've ever been better!"

Orli grinned and patted the hood of the car, "You are sure this is Sean's car, right?" He turned to study the thick white streaks slowly running down the front window.

"God, I hope so."

Viggo managed to get their pants on each of them and had Orli safely tucked away in his car. Looking thoughtful, he turned to the very tired looking man in the seat next to him.

"You know we have to get even with Elijah for collaborating with Sean."

"We can't be sure Elijah went to Beanie and there is still Dom and Billy to deal with."

Viggo grinned mischiviously at Orli then backed up the car to head home. "Bean might take care of that for us. It all depends on what time he leaves."

*******************

Dom and Billy climbed down out of the tree over looking the car park. They were giggling like school kids.

"I cannot wait to see Beanie's face when we tell him they christened his car." Dom was wringing his hands and grinning maniacally.

Billy tip-toed closer to the car, "I just want to see Beanie's face when he gets a good look at it."

Dominic moved in for a better look. It was hard to see in the light from the street lamp, but he could make out the creamy streaks coursing slowly down the front window of Sean's car.

"Damn." Dom found himself feeling slightly impressed at the extent to which Viggo and Orlando were willing to go for a prank.

"Quite admirable, really." Billy said using his *Pippin* voice.

Dom crossed his arms over his chest, "Oh I quite agree." Nodding and speaking as *Merry*, "I find it quite creative, original even, a true work of art."

Billy stepped closer to Dom. "Do ya' think Boromir will agree?" he snickered.

They both jumped when they each felt a strong hand clamped down on their shoulders and push them together. "Exactly what is it that you want Boromir's opinion on?" Sean growled right behind their heads.

"Sean," Dom started, "Just give us a chance to explain before you jump to any rash conclusions and do something regrettable."

Sean pushed his head between them and stared at his car.

"Clean it off."

"But Sean, you don't.."

"Dom, not another word. Just get that off my car."

Bean wasn't yelling. He was speaking low, deep, and calm.. Too calm. Creepy calm.

"We didn't do it!" Billy blurted out. "It was Viggo and Orli, we saw them."

"You saw them?" Sean's interest was piqued.

"Yeah!" Billy was feeling really brave now.

"Shagging?" Sean raised one eyebrow..

"Yeah.." Billy's confidence was getting shaky.

"On my car?"

"Um, yeah." Starting to smell a trap.

"AND YOU DIDN'T STOP THEM!"

Dom jumped to Billy's rescue. "Hell no, we didn't stop them. They aren't a couple of dogs in heat that you can split up by throwing a bucket of water on, Sean! What were we supposed to do?"

"Clean it off."

"Sean? Did you not hear anything I said?" Dominic whined at him.

"NOW!"

They both scurried to find window cleaner and rags.

"I am so going to get them for this!" Dom fumed as they headed back for the cleaning stuff.

"We caught them shagging.. again. Doesn't that sort of cancel that out?"

Dom stopped to stare at Billy.

"In fact," Billy continued, "I think they still owe us one."

"We need to start keeping score." Dom mumbled as he started walking again.

~Coming soon~