Relax

Relax

by: Bonnie (legolas_luver@hotmail.com)
pairing: Orlando/Viggo, Orlando/Viggo/Elijah
rating: NC-17
summary: Orlando asks Elijah a question and Viggo gives Orlando a massage.
disclaimer: Yup, this all happened. It happend after I had a wonderful night of Orli and Karl lovin' with some Dominic mixed in. I have it all on tape too. ~_^ a.k.a. it all happened in my head. Not true.
author's notes: Thank you so much to Kate and Regina for the wonderful beta-ing. *muah*
for: This is for Kaytee, Del and Miri who said no more death crap. Sorry for the long wait gals.


'Any minute he'll be walking through that gate.' Viggo thought as he waited at LAX airport. Orlando was due to arrive back from filming the new Ned Kelly movie down in Australia. Viggo hadn't seen him for almost a month and a half, it had been the longest time the two lovers had ever spent apart. Viggo had his book tour, signings, and pick up shots for The Two Towers, and Orlando filming. Of course they talked and had phone sex but it was still never the same as the actual feel of a lovers touch.


"Viggo!" A British call yelled out from the American crowd. Orlando ran over to his lover, dropping his bag on the ground, and embraced him in a tight loving kiss. Viggo barely had time to register the onslaught but he didn't care. Their lips and tongues searched each other's depths, and craved for more. They broke apart for air.


"God, I've missed you Orli." Viggo gripped the sides of Orlando's face and kissed him again.


"Mmm, me too. Now I don't have to wank off every time I think of you, Vig. I can just fuck you for real anytime I want." He gave a grin and a laugh, and then picked up his bag. "Take me home, I'm thrashed."


"And you look it." Viggo gave a laugh and ran his hands through the dark curls on his head.


"Thanks, old man." Orlando batted away Viggo's hand.


Viggo found the car in the parking lot and they got in and left the airport. They soon arrived at the home they shared, talking throughout the entire ride. Orlando talked about Ned Kelly and the new friends he made, and Viggo about all the book signings and being back with the Lord of the Rings actors and crew. When they got in the door Orlando shut his eyes and smelled the air.


"Good to be back." He said with a smile.


"And it's good to have someone else here." Viggo said. He wrapped his arms around Orlando's chest and pressed himself into his back, giving light teasing kisses on the back of his neck.


"So?" Viggo asked.


"So what?"


"What do you want to do?"


"Mmmm, I dunno. Kinda want to take it easy." Orlando said with a small yawn.


"Fucking easy enough for you?" Viggo murmured as he nibbled on Orli's earlobe.


"Perfect." Orlando said with a grin. "Race you to the bedroom, old man." He broke Viggo's embrace and ran upstairs.


"Cunt." Viggo muttered under his breath, but ran quickly after him, proving that he was definitely *not* an old man.


******
Two days later
******


Orlando woke up in a rumple of sheets. He wondered why he was so tangled, then he remembered the previous night's activities. He gave a grin and noticed Viggo wasn't in the room.


Must be making breakfast, or painting, Orlando thought to himself. He got up out of bed, put a pair of his favourite old blue jeans on, and went downstairs.


Viggo was in the kitchen sipping on a mug of coffee while reading the paper. He was in a grey shirt and jeans. "Good morning. Sleep well?"


"When we did." Orlando said bending down and giving him a morning kiss.


"Go brush." Viggo said with mock disgust. Orlando just blew more of his morning breath in his face. "Cunt." Viggo said.


Orlando walked over and rummaged through the fridge for the O.J.. He then took it out and drank straight from the carton. Viggo didn't seem to care, as a trickle of juice trailed down his bare neck, shoulder and down his chest. He thought Orli looked like something out of a magazine or porno movie. He quickly went back to the paper, trying to ignore the sudden hard on he was getting.


Orlando moved about the kitchen. "Oh I made you some pancakes." Viggo remembered, "I put them in the microwave to heat up"


"Ah, thanks, mate." He grabbed his breakfast and the syrup from the counter and sat down at the table. He began to shovel them down.


"Disgusting." Viggo murmured.


Orlando just grinned open-mouthed, displaying half-chewed food. Viggo looked away, but with a smile on his face. Once he was done eating, (like a pig, Viggo thought), he stretched and gave out a burp. Viggo hid behind his paper, trying not to laugh at the childishness that had overcome his lover this morning.


"Heard that." Orlando said.


"Cunt."


Orlando walked over to the sink, rinsed his plate and stuck it in the dishwasher. He looked over at Viggo with his coffee mug to his lips. Orlando stared transfixed as if hypnotized. He wanted to throw Viggo on the table and fuck him on the spot. The heat in his body rose at the thought of this, but then a sharp pain in his back pushed all those thoughts out of his mind.


"Ouch." He said wincing and rubbing his lower back.


"You ok?" Viggo said with some concern.


"Yeah, just my back, that's all."


"Too much for you last night?" Viggo said with a small chuckle.


"Oh har har," Orlando said with sarcasm, "It's been actin' up since I got off the plane. Too much ridin' down in Oz."


"Want to see a doctor?"


"Naw, it'll go away in a few days. Trust me." He walked over and promptly sat himself down on Viggo's lap. He wrapped an arm around Viggo's neck and then lowered his head and pretended to read the paper along with Viggo. Then something did catch his eye.


"Hey, Ian's in Vancouver now." He pointed to the small blurb in the entertainment section. "Should go up there one day. Good skiing."


"Wouldn't be a bad idea." Viggo said. He shifted under Orlando's weight. Then the phone rang.


"Got it." Orlando said and bounced off Viggo's lap. He picked up the cordless, "'Lo? Hi Lijah!" Orlando moved himself into the living room and plopped down on the couch.


After a few minutes Viggo heard in a louder voice, "Yeah I'll tell Vig ya said hello."


"Hi Elijah." Viggo called back.


"Viggo says hi." Orlando relayed the message. Viggo folded up the paper and then washed his mug. Orlando came in with the phone.


"He'll be in LA in two days. Told him we'd hook up." Orlando said.


"No problem. Haven't seen the hobbit in a while, I've missed him."


"Oh? More than you've missed me?" Mock jealousy came through Orlando's voice.


"Yeah. I actually masturbated with his picture beside me and him in my head." Viggo shot back.


"Oh now you're turning me on."


"I thought you were always on."


"Fuck you." Orlando laughed and kissed Viggo.


"Meuch, don't do that again until you brush your teeth." Viggo swatted Orlando on the ass, and then looked at the clock. 9:43 AM.


"What do you want to do today?" He asked looking back at Orlando, who was headed back up to the bedroom. "Where-?"


"Gonna have a shower, love. Wanna join me?" He gave a broad grin and a wink. Viggo's heart skipped a beat when he saw that teasing, wanting look on him. How could he refuse?


******


Elijah pushed his plate away from him. His big blue eyes twinkled in the bright sunlight. The three of them had just finished lunch at a swanky restaurant called Carmello's.


"That was fantastic," he exclaimed. He took a sip of his beer.


"Well it should be. Vig picked the spot." Orlando looked at his friend through his dark sunglasses. He was looking the part of a famous actor today. Viggo had told him so earlier.


The waitress brought the bill. As Viggo paid for all three of them, he told Elijah that it was sort of a celebration of them seeing each other after the month they were apart. The valet brought the car around and they all hopped in.


"So whaddya want to do now, Lij? Club? Movie?" Orlando asked.


"Something low key. I'm still beat from that plane ride back from Middle Earth."


"What is it with you kids today? Getting lazier." Said Viggo, turning a corner.


"That's exactly right." Elijah said, a little annoyed. Orlando just smirked.


"How about we just get a case of beer and rent a movie?" Orlando suggested. "I could use some R&R right now."


"Have you two really been that horny? No rest for the wicked I guess." Elijah laughed. He loved to tease them, because they were the perfect couple.


"Better believe it, hobbit." Orlando said proudly. Viggo just rolled his eyes and gave a grunt.


"Aw, is wittle Viggo not happy-wappy?" Orlando did his most sappy voice and tickled Viggo's earlobe - so he almost crashed the car. Elijah just sat laughing in the back seat.


Soon they had rented a couple of DVDs and Viggo was just in the liquor store buying some more beer and a bottle of wine.


"How are things with you and Vig?" Elijah asked seriously.


"Fine, mate. Couldn't be better." Orlando shifted in his seat and turned his head to face Elijah.


"Wonderful. Man, I wish I had what you two have." There was a hint of sadness in his voice.


"Aw you'll get someone. Whoever he or she may be." He smiled back and winked at Elijah with one of his deep chocolate eyes. He and Elijah then continued to talk about his time in Australia, wining the MTV movie award and other things that had happened to them.


Viggo came back carrying two bags. "Ah wonderful." Elijah said. Then they headed back to Viggo and Orlando's house.


*****


"Naw, Vig, I'm telling you, Willis can fucking kick the shit outta Stallone any day." Elijah commented. They were watching Die Hard 2, but Viggo had also rented Rocky and they had already watched The Hunt for Red October. He and Elijah were now engaged in a debate of who can kick whose ass in Hollywood. Orlando was just enjoying the show of the two of them fighting it out.


"But Stallone can act." Viggo commented.


"Him? Act?! Bullshit." Elijah put on his best Stallone impression, "'Hey you, yeah you, scum bag.' You call that acting?" Orlando had choked on his beer and started to laugh at the sight of the hobbit trying to impersonate a guy at least 10 times bigger than him.


"Oh what?" Elijah asked slightly annoyed at Orlando.


"Nothing." He said innocently.


"Popcorn?" Viggo asked, trying desperately to change the subject. He knew that Elijah wouldn't give up until he won, or at least think he did.


"No thanks." They both said in unison. It was getting later in the evening, almost 7. Elijah had suggested on ordering a pizza but Orlando said he wouldn't eat any. "Then we'll just order you some crust then!" Elijah had said.


Orlando shifted beside Viggo and gave a small wince. "Your back?" Viggo asked.


"Yeah. Hasn't stopped actin' up."


"Maybe later I'll give you a massage." Viggo whispered in his ear then kissed him. He didn't notice Elijah rolling his eyes at them.


The movie ended and the two younger men insisted that they watch the next one. Viggo was outnumbered, and felt his age. So he went into the kitchen and made them some dinner.


"Sounds like your gonna get lucky tonight. *Again.*" Elijah turned to Orlando and his blue eyes peered right into his soul.


"Yeah." Orlando responded with a grin. He took a sip of his last beer and then, taking Elijah off guard, "wanna join us?"


"What?" He stuttered.


"Do you wanna join us? I think it would be good for ya. Somethin' different." He leaned into the hobbit and gave a wicked grin.


"I- I couldn't. It would be too embarrassing."


"Ah! So you do admit you would like to do it with the two of us." Orlando leaned back against his end of the couch, eyeing the blushing Elijah.


"Well..." He trailed off.


"Well what?" Orlando asked impatiently.


"The thought had crossed my mind, a few times. But I never seriously thought about it. What about Viggo?"


"Oh yeah." Orlando said as if he forgot him. "It would take some convincing. Look, when he takes me upstairs to give me that massage, don't leave, if you get my drift. When I get the ol'man nice and horny he wouldn't care if it were you or any of the other boys that could be with us."


Elijah was silent. He just looked at his friend in amazement. He didn't even believe they were having this conversation. Now he was scared. Orlando saw it.


"Lijah, think about it. Sorry if I freaked ya out mate." He gave a reassuring laugh. Elijah smiled back.


"But, uh, don't tell Vig. Leave that to me." Something wicked came across Orlando's face. Elijah could tell he was going to have fun with this. Viggo came back to the two, carrying a tray of bowls.


"Spaghetti and meatless meatballs." He announced.


"Aw you didn't get my fave kind of meat balls..." But before Orlando could finish his joke Viggo had swatted him hard on his head and rolled his eyes.


Viggo brought out the bottle of wine to go with the dinner, so that by the time they were all done eating they were also all drunk. Elijah had fallen asleep beside the other two.


When the movie was over Viggo whispered into Orlando's ear, making sure not to wake their friend, "how's your back, love?"


"Mmmm, could use some Viggo healing." Orlando purred back. His hand moved in between Viggo's thighs and he started to rub slowly. They then locked into a hard kiss. Elijah stirred and then Orlando whispered, "Bedroom? Don't want to disturb our guest."


They got up silently and made their way upstairs. Once they entered the bedroom, Viggo told Orlando to take off his shirt and lie on the bed. He did without complaint. Viggo went into the bathroom and then came back out with two bottles.


"Make sure you use the right one." Orlando quipped.


"Heh, don't worry, my pet." Viggo said. He sauntered over and sat beside Orlando. "On your stomach." Orlando obeyed.


Viggo undid the cap on the massage oil, the scent of vanilla filled the air and he rubbed some on his hands. He then straddled and half sat on Orlando's butt. He put his hands on the already soft olive skin, beginning to rub slowly.


"Mmmmm, 's nice." Orlando murmured. Viggo could feel his muscles relax and melt underneath his touch. Gliding up and down, in circles, and over the scar where Orlando had had his surgery. He softly moved over the line, rubbing oil on it, making it less painful for his lover. He could hear Orlando moan softly. He paid more ntiontion to this spot.


Orlando's skin now shone with oil, making him glow in the dim light. Viggo felt every curve, dip, muscle, bone and pore. He moved his hands up to Orlando's shoulders. He could feel the tightness in them. He made it disappear. Then on to his neck. The feel of Orlando relaxed and happy underneath Viggo made him burn with desire. He couldn't help but let out a longing sigh.


"Something the matter, love?" Orlando said softly, so that Viggo had to strain to hear.


"No. Just thinking how beautiful you are now." He whispered back. He bent his head down and gave light kisses on the back of Orlando's neck. The vanilla oil gave him a delicious flavor. Viggo then slid off Orlando's butt and began sliding his tongue down the crevice of Orlando's spine, keeping a straight path all the way down until he came to waistband of his jeans.


"Better take these off," he muttered. Reaching underneath Orlando he found the button and zipper. He undid them both, and felt Orlando's cock growing hard underneath. Resisting the urge to take it in his hand, Viggo slid Orlando's jeans and boxers off.


"Thanks." Orlando said lustfully.


Viggo took off his shirt and tossed it on the ground beside the bed. Then moving his hands again to Orlando's back he came to the scar again and rubbed deeply and slowly. This time with every stroke he moved lower until soon he was massaging Orlando's hips and butt. Viggo planted more kisses on Orlando's back and shoulders. Viggo's hard cock pressed into Orlando when he leaned forward. He heard a soft moan.


"What do you wish?" Viggo whispered into Orlando's ear.


"Your lips..." He breathed, "and tongue, on the flat of my stomach..." Viggo gently rolled him over onto his back. Giving Orlando a deep kiss, he moved down Orli's neck and chest. The taste of the vanilla massage oil lingered on Orlando's lips and tongue. He could feel the soft kisses and caress of Viggo's tongue on his abs.


Moaning softly he gripped the sides of Viggo's head and tangled his hands through his hair. Throwing his head back he gave into the pleasure, the feel, of the beautiful sensations that Viggo was bestowing on him. His mind was ablaze with passion.


The two men melted into each other and became one. Orlando clutched Viggo's head as he marked his trail lower and lower on Orlando's body.


****
Elijah had woken up a few minutes before on the couch. He went in search of his friends to say good bye. He expected to find them doing it behind a closed door. How wrong he was. He stood there in the doorway as if frozen, if he were turned to stone.


He silently hed hed Viggo pleasure Orlando. Elijah's big blue eyes were even wider at the sight. He kept watching, gripping the door frame. Heat and desire washed over him in waves as the two lovers made love in front of him. He barely noticed his erection bulging in his pants.


Viggo moved lower and lower until he was kissing the soft hairs at the base of Orlando's aching erection. Orlando lifted his head slightly to look at Viggo and saw Elijah standing in the door way watching.


"'Lijah, how nice of you to join us, mate." Orlando said throatily. Viggo stopped what he was doing and turned to look behind. Elijah couldn't tell what he was going to do.


"Uh, I- I just came to say good bye." He squeaked out. He looked at Viggo apologetically, but all Viggo did was smile. Elijah was caught off guard.


"How long have you been standing there?" Viggo murmured.


"Uhhh.... I dunno. Few minutes I suppose." Blushing hard Elijah looked to the floor.


"Viggo," Orlando sai a l a low purr, "do ya think?" He nodded towards their guest. Viggo got up and sauntered over to Elijah.


"Join us." Viggo commanded. He took the young hobbit's chin in his thumb and index finger and leaned down. Elijah didn't expect the warmth and compassion that met his lips. He took in the taste of vanilla and lust. Viggo slipped his tongue into Elijah's mouth and moved his hands under Elijah's t-shirt.


When they broke apart, Viggo looked hard at him. "Do you want this?"


"Yes." Viggo helped take off Elijah's shirt. Feeling the skin under his fingers. So different from Orlando's, yet so exciting. Viggo moved behind Elijah, and slowly pushed him forward towards the bed.


Elijah gave into the situation. His unquenchable need to do this was overpowering him. Just that kiss Viggo had given him was almost too much. He moved forward and Orlando gave him a reassuring look.


"Be right back." Viggo murmured into Elijah's ear and then with a quick kiss he left the room. Orlando drew himself up to the edge of the bed, until he was almost face to face with Elijah.


"Don't be scared." He said as he kissed the soft pink lips.


"I'm... Not...." Elijah's pride said as they tasted each other. Caressing the ivory flesh underneath, Orlando moved his hands slowly until he came to the fabric of Elijah's jeans. He undid the fly and button. Slipping off the jeans and boxers he noted the excitement Elijah wore.


Elijah fumbled around trying to touch and feel as much of Orlando as he could before Viggo came back. A warm, safe, hand touched the back of shoulder. Viggo lightly kissed his shoulders.


"Have you ever been inside another man, Elijah?" Whispering through soft kisses. Orlando was teasing the hard pink nipples on Elijah's chest.


"No." Came a hesitant answer.


"Then I'll teach you." Capturing Elijah in another kiss he pushed Orlando back down on the bed. Orlando knew what the action meant and could hardly refrain from coming right then and there. He promptly moved into position.


Viggo took hold of Elijah's hips and drew him onto the bed. He stood behind the hobbit and grabbed the box that he had brought back into the room with him. Taking out a condom he gave it to Orlando to put on Elijah. As his lover did this Viggo took the tube of lubricant and coated his finger.


"Pay attention." He quietly said to the now shaking Elijah. He planted a reassuring kiss on Elijah's flushed cheek. "Ready, Orli?"


"Just hurry." Orlando moaned. He had begun stroking himself lightly, letting the fire inside take over. He shifted into position. Viggo got on the bed beside Elijah and then entered a finger into Orlando. Feeling him relax he put in another finger. Moving slowly in and out.


Moaning and starting to breath hard Orlando shifted his hips down, taking in more of Viggo's fingers. Viggo then drew them out.


Viggo pulled Elijah close to his chest and reached for the bottle of lube again. "Here." Opening Elijah's hand he poured some of the lube onto his fingers. Holding his hand, Viggo moved it down towards Elijah's cock.


Elijah felt the warmth and trust, and let Viggo take over. His mind and soul were racing, trying to keep track of each other, of what was going on. Leaning his head back, Elijah started to kiss Viggo's ear. Dipping his tongue in and giving light flicks, teasing him.


Viggo moaned, own own aching erection begging to be released from his pants. He guided Elijah's hand over his cock, lubing it up. When there was enough, Viggo left Elijah's side and then held him close to his chest from behind.


"Ready?" He said this both to Elijah and Orlando.


"Yes." Elijah replied, barely. Taking Elijah's cock in one hand he guided it to Orlando entrance. He had barely pushed the head in when he felt Elijah shudder and give out a soft moan. He guided in more. Elijah's mind spun with the sudden heat and the tightness that engulfed him


"Oh God." Orlando breathed out loudly. He couldn't remember the last time when he didn't have Viggo in him. This new feeling was overpowering. Shutting his eyes he left it up to Viggo. He felt Viggo guide his leg up more and press it against his chest. Orlando wrapped the other one nd bnd both men's hips.


"Now, Elijah, just follow my movements." Viggo commanded softly in one ear. He pushed his hips into Elijah's back, moving him forward, and then with his hands on Elijah's hips he drew him back.


Elijah and Orlando both stared to moan and gasp. Viggo repeated the motion gradually increasing speed with each thrust.


"Oh my god..." Elijah moaned repeatedly. He began to cry out in pleasure. Orlando stroked his own erection in time with each stroke.


Faster and harder Viggo pushed and guided. The cries of pleasure became nearly too much, until Elijah climaxed. The world seemed to tilt and swirl around him. He gasped, trying to get a grip on reality.


Orlando had come as well, shouting out Viggo's name as the orgasm pulsed through him. He just lay there as if stunned, waiting until the rest of his senses caught up to him.


"Orli," Viggo rasped out. He stood behind Elijah, and took off his pants. His aching need was plain to see.


Elijah drew out of Orlando. He wanted to just stay there, in the wa of of the intimate connection. Kissing Elijah's lips Orlando moved down to the end of the bed and wrapped himself around Viggo, as if a wolf had found its prey.


Elijah watched again as Orlando moved, sucked and teased Viggo's cock. Taking it into his mouth almost to its base, Viggo came with a shuddering cry. He pumped into Orlando's mouth, and gripped his hair tightly. Orlando took in every drop, not letting any of it go.


Releasing Viggo, Orlando flopped back down on the bed with a wicked grin.


"Having fun yet?" He said coyly to Elijah as he stared at his two lovers. Orlando ran a soft hand down Elijah's cheek and gave him a wink.


"Fuck..." Elijah squeaked out.


"Yeah. We did, didn't we?" Orlando laughed. He looked at Viggo and smiled. Unable to resist Viggo swooped down and covered Orlando in a wave of kisses and caresses. Elijah watched the scene unfold.


"Vig, how 'bout-"


"Yeah." Viggo said as if reading Orlando's mind. Breaking their embrace, Viggo slid over to Elijah and kissed him once again.


"Orlando and I want to give you a feeling you've never had before." Viggo said in a low voice, tracing his tongue along Elijah's jaw line. Orlando's hands came up to Elijah's shoulders and pulled him down on the bed.


The three men explored and tasted each other. When Viggo and Orlando felt the last remnants of Elijah's hesitance melt away Orlando reached over for another condom and the bottle of lube. Handing them to Viggo, he lay down beside Elijah and began to attack his neck and shoulder with quick light kisses.


Elijah felt Viggo's warm hands on his ankles. He slowly pulled them apart and put his knees up. He noted the growing erection on Elijah and gave a small grin. 'Perfect.' Viggo thought.


He took his lube slick fingers and put them to the light pink flesh of Elijah. "Elijah," Orlando pulled away for a moment and Elijah looked at Viggo. "'Lijah, just relax. Ok?"


"Ok." Elijah said with no fear or hesitance in his voice. Viggo slowly pushed a finger in.


"Ah." Came a small cry.


"Sorry. Just relax." Viggo reassured. For a few moments he hardly did anything, then feeling Elijah relax he inserted another finger.


Orlando played with the hard pink nipples on Elijah's chest, arousing him so that he would be begging to be fucked. Viggo gave him a few more moments to give him time to adjust to the new sensation. But something Elijah said surprised him.


"Viggo, come inside me. Now." Elijah said lustfully.


"Mmm, fast learner, aren't we 'Lij." Orlando said smiling, and gave him a long kiss. Viggo smiled and put a condom on his now hard cock. Taking the lube he put enough on to make both of them comfortable.


Pulling up Elijah's knees, Viggo positioned himself. "I'll go slow." He said, making sure Elijah understood this. As Orlando gazed up at him over Elijah's shoulder and watched, he put an arm around Elijah's neck and started to lightly trace his fingers over Elijah's navel.


Viggo started in slowly. He saw a small pained look on Elijah and waited to let him shift to get more comfortable.


"All right?" Viggo asked.


"Yeah." He said hoarsely. Viggo then gradually pushed in and pulled out. He felt the warmth and softness when he pushed back in again and gave a low moan. Elijah's breathing became faster and faster.


Orlando busied himself on Elijah's chest and his fist slid up and down Elijah's cock making it more pleasurable. Viggo sped up a bit and started breathing heavily and shut his eyes. His hands pressed harder on Elijah's hips. Viggo heard Elijah's cries and heavy breathing fasten. He pressed on.


"Oh fuck!" Elijah cried. He came and again that sensation of the world moving came over him. He threw his head back and just gasped for breath. In mere moments Viggo came as well. His eyes shut tight and with heavy breathing.


They both relaxed and Viggo drew out. Orlando looked and smiled. "Well, how's that for fun?"


Viggo chuckled and came up beside Orlando and wrapped him in his arms. They looked to Elijah. He had a big smile on his face and his eyes were full of pleasure.


The three lay there, felt each other and pleasured each other for awhile, until Viggo fell asleep. "I'd better get going." Elijah said quietly.


"Naw," Orlando said sleepily, "spend the night."


"Ok, then I'll go down to the couch." Elijah made a move to get up.


"No, 'Lijah. You don't have to." Orlando wrapped an arm around him that anchored him to the bed.


"If you insist."


******


The morning was grey and not too welcoming. When Orlando woke up he noticed that it was warm out already, and that there was no one beside him. Getting up he pulled on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. His head spun a bit with the drinks they had had last night.


"God..." He mumbled, then headed downstairs. Entering the kitchen Orlando saw that Viggo was reading the paper and sipping a cup of coffee.


"'Mornin'." Orlando said walking over and planted a kiss on Viggo's lips. He could taste the vanilla that still clung to his lips from last night.


"Mmm good morning." Viggo replied.


"Where's Elijah?" Orlando asked.


"Outside having a smoke. Told him I didn't want it in here so you'd get a craving."


"Bastard." Orlando grumbled, but smiled. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out some bottled water. He heard the back door close and Elijah walked into the kitchen.


"Good day." He said smiling very happily. Orlando smelled the faint smell of smoke on him. He frowned slightly. Maybe if he was lucky he could smoke Elijah instead of real cigarettes. 'Yeah that would work. Viggo wouldn't mind,' he thought laughing at himself.


"So Elijah?" Orlando asked.


"So?"


"Well... Uh..." Orlando sounded a bit nervous. This surprised him.
"
I'm fine. Viggo and I already talked." Elijah said, putting anything that was worrying Orlando out of his head.


"Thank god." Relief came into Orlando's voice.


"What's that supposed to mean?" Viggo asked raising an eyebrow.


"Nothing." Orlando said innocently.


"Here, let me adjust your halo, Orli. Your horns are making it crooked." Elijah joked.


"Ha fuckin' ha." Orlando scoffed. Then he walked over to the table and grabbed a pear. Taking a bite he asked Elijah what he really wanted to know.


"Have a good time last night?"


"What? The movies? Dinner? Or the fucking?"


"Uh, all three."
"
Great. Except I think Viggo needs to improve on his-" Viggo shot him a look. "Tomato sauce." Elijah finished grinning.


"So, you wanna find a boyfriend now, or sumthin'?" Orlando bit into his pear again. "Cuz I sure as hell am not gonna share Vig here with ya." Orlando said matter of factly.


"Naw, 's ok. I thought I would give Karl a call." Elijah said.


"Oh, so the hobbit likes the King of Rohan, does he?" Viggo said a bit surprised.


"Maybe." Elijah blushed a bit and looked down at his feet. "I kinda..."


"Kinda what, 'Lij?" Orlando said pressing him on.


"I've had a crush on him ever since we began filming." His cheeks turned even redder.


"Mmm, don't blame ya." Orlando said dreamily. Viggo glared at him. Orlando gave him a quick peck on the lips and grabbed Viggo's crotch. "Don't worry love, I'll never leave..." he squeezed harder, "this."


"A cunt you are, Orlando Bloom." Viggo growled. Orlando let go and looked at Elijah.


"So whaddya waiting for Elijah. Call the man!" Orlando grinned. "And when you two hook up-"


"If." Viggo interrupted.


"Don't be such a grumpy old fart," Orlando shot back, "*When* you two hook up, then Viggo, Karl, you and I can have a 4 way." He just leaned forward to Elijah, bit his pear again and grinned.


"Orlando..." Viggo started.


"Kidding." Orlando retorted. Elijah just stared at the two, think about what he had gotten himself into.


"Fine." said Elijah. "Where's the phone?"


~*Fin*~ ...for now *g*