Ice Cream

Ice Cream

By: Bonnie a.k.a. Artemis
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Orlando Bloom/Viggo Mortensen
Summary: Ice cream ain't just for eating.
Feedback: Yes please :)
Disclaimer: Don't know 'em. (Wish I did) Never happened (Or as far as we know). Don't sue, you wouldn't get much, I promise. It's just fiction people!


Orlando Bloom sat at the kitchen table, sipping on some Earl Grey tea. It was Sunday. The only day off the actor's of The Lord of the Rings, usually got off. He was thankful that the night shoots for the Helm's Deep scenes were over. He and the other actors couldn't take much more.

The sunlight poured through the window and over his bare chest. His dark chocolate eyes just stared off into space, lost in his own world. He didn't even hear the footsteps of his best friend and lover come down the stairs. He suddenly heard a noise behind him and whipped around. His character, Legolas, showed sometimes in his real personality.

There stood Viggo Mortensen, only in blue plaid boxers that hung low on his hips. His hair was all tussled and mussed up from sleeping. His clear blue eyes locked with the dark chocolate ones in front of him. Orlando just smiled and turned back facing the window.

"Is the headache gone, love?" He asked in a low, British purr.

"Yes. That nap helped wonders." Viggo replied; sleep still showing in his voice.

"Good."

Viggo walked up behind Orlando and placed his lips on the back of his lover’s bare neck. He slowly ran his index and middle finger down his spine. He squirmed and gave off a small sigh. Viggo kissed his neck a little harder and then ran his tongue up his silky skin, to his ear.

Orlando leaned his head back on Viggo's shoulder and then pressed his lips on to his.

"Mmm." Viggo said through the roving lips and tongues. They broke apart and Viggo looked out the window. "Beautiful day isn't it?"

"Yes, and warm too. Lijah phoned up earlier and we're gonna meet up with Dom and Billy later for a surf."

"Hmmm. When are you going to spend anytime with me?" Viggo said walking to face him. Orli knew that he was joking, but still they hadn't been spending much time together alone.

"Tell you what," Orlando stood up from his chair, revealing the worn and ragged jeans low on his hips, showing off his sun tattoo, "right before I get back I will pick up some food from that Greek restaurant you like and we'll have dinner for two." His British accent rolled from his lips and tongue. He gave a small wicked grin and sauntered over to Viggo.

"That all right, love?" Orlando said looking deep into his lover’s eyes. He put his hand on his cheek.

"Sounds lovely." Viggo murmured, "But all this talk of food has made me hungry." He turned and walked over to the fridge.

"There is only one thing-" Orlando started to say, as Viggo opened the fridge door.

"There is no food." Viggo finished Orli's sentence and thought. All he saw was a few cans of beer, some cheese and a plate with something that wasn't even recognizable as food.

"But I think there is some ice cream in the ice box." Orlando pointed upwards to the freezer portion of the fridge. Viggo didn't look too pleased, but opened it up. Sure enough among a few lonely ice cubes there was a carton of ice cream. He grabbed it and pulled it out of the freezer, and set it down on the counter. He got out a spoon.

Orlando reached down for his mug of tea on the kitchen table when he heard a small noise of protest.

"Soy." Viggo said.

"Ah, sorry." Orli said smiling. After all he hardly, if any, ate dairy, so he wondered why Viggo was so surprised to find soy ice cream in the freezer.

"C'mon love. It will taste better after a few more bites. See?" He walked quickly over to the drawer, pulled out a spoon and took a mouthful of the ice cream.

"Mmmm mmmm." He said mockingly to Viggo.

"Oh hah hah. Well if you are going surfing with the Hobbits later then I guess I will have to do some shopping. And I will buy real ice cream." Still his hunger got the best of him and took another bite. It wasn't as bad as the first time.

"Told yah." Orlando said with a smile. But before he had a chance to dig in with another bite he found a clump of ice cream on his nose. "Fuck, Vig! That's cold." A small scowl came across his face.

Viggo laughed and suddenly leaned over and put his lips and tongue and licked up the ice cream. "That'll warm you up."

"Hmm. Two can play at this game." Orlando grabbed another spoonful and took it in his hand and smeared it across Viggo's cheek.

"Ah!" Viggo said in surprise as the coldness touched his skin. Then he took some more and spread it on Orlando's lips and ran it down his neck.

"Old Man, wants to play, huh?" A look of playful yet wicked scheming came across Orlando's face. He took more ice cream and then smeared it all over Viggo's stomach. Viggo did the same in return.

The two started laughing and kissing each other; licking off the ice cream that covered the parts of their bodies.

Viggo started to lick around Orlando's nipples. The sweet vanilla desert mixed with the taste of Orli, was turning him on fast. Orlando groaned under his lovers touch. He played with Viggo's hair as he worked on his chest and neck.

"Here this will make it easier." Orlando broke away and then hoisted himself up on the kitchen counter. Viggo came over and wrapped his arms around his lover's torso and then kissed him so feverently and passionately.

"Viggo." he whispered softly.

"What, my angel?"

"More ice cream."

"What?" Viggo said puzzled. But all Orlando did was point to the carton across the counter. Viggo walked over to grab it and then he heard the unzipping of a fly on a pair of jeans. He turned. Orlando sat on the counter naked, stroking himself slowly.

"What do you want this for exactly?" Viggo asked, but he started to catch on.

"You'll see." A sly British growl escaped the beautiful naked angel, in Viggo's sight. He handed the carton to him. He dipped his fingers in the melting ice cream. It was warmer but still cold. He looked into Viggo's eyes and gave him such a passionate and fiery look that it would have made him come just then. Orlando then looked down and then started to spread the ice cream over his hard erect penis.

The coldness sent a shiver up his body but the heat of his erection made it warm within seconds. He continued to rub it all over his penis, balls and groin. Viggo stood in a trance as he watched his love do this. His own erection showed under his boxers.

Through a half groan Orlando said "C'mere, Vig."

He obeyed and went towards him. He automatically went down to Orlando's passion but he felt two strong hands grip the sides of his head.

"Start up here first."

Their lips met. Feeling each other's souls as the passion grew between them. Orli still had his hands on Viggo's face and slowly Orli forced his lover down his face and to his neck. Viggo obeyed and kissed and licked all the way down Orli's soft beautiful body.

He kissed, sucked and licked a trail down his torso. Orlando withered and moaned under the kisses. Finally Viggo reached the erection. The melted ice cream trickled slowly off it. He kissed it slowly and all around; he heard a loud and passionate moan. He smiled at this and started to kiss it faster and hardly. Licking and lapping up the ice cream.

He took the erection in his hand and then placed the head of it in his mouth. He slowly began to suck, tracing his tongue around it. The moans from his lover told him to go faster. He took more and more of the erect penis in and sucked harder and harder. Faster and faster.

Orli's grip on Viggo's hair tightened. His climax would soon come. Viggo worked even more aggressively. Sucking, kissing and licking. Touching and caressing. He took the last bit he could in his mouth and then he felt the salty warm liquid explode in his mouth. A loud gasp and moan came with this, as Orlando released.

Viggo slid Orli's cock out of his mouth and swallowed. He slid his body up along his and then kissed his lover's lips. Orli reached down and took Viggo's erection between his hands and then toyed with it.

They continued to kiss and touch. Viggo becoming more and more aroused. Orlando then brought his feet up to Viggo's hips and then slid the boxers off of him, his toes running down the sides of his thighs. He then took the bare erection again with his hands.

Suddenly a loud and shrill noise came out of no where. Orlando and Viggo jerked away in a sudden shock. It was the phone.

"Fuck." Viggo growled.

"Might be Lijah." Orli said breathlessly. He slid down from the counter, too fast for Viggo to get a grip on him and picked up the cordless phone across the room.

"'Lo." Orlando said a bit out of breath and low voice.

"Jesus Christ, Orli! Were you and Viggo fucking again?" It was Elijah.

"Nope." He said with a wicked grin and tone.

"Well I don't wanna hear about it. Listen, Dom is here and we're going to meet up with Billy. You coming?"

"Already did." Orlando said wickedly.

"Oh fuck! Look, just meet us in 10, ok?"

"Yup, no problem, Lijah. See you then." He hung up. He looked at Viggo and smiled.

"Gotta go."

"What!?" Viggo said shocked.

"Meeting the Hobbits in 10, so I gotta jet."

"But I am still hard!"

"Finish it yourself." Orli said with a laugh. "I don't wanna be late." And then he ran out of the room.

"You little bastard!" Viggo yelled after him. He then heard a laugh and Orli's voice from their bathroom, "Don't worry love, I'll still pick up that Greek food you like. Until tonight!"

He ran down the stairs and then flew out the door.

TBC....