Heaven in Your Eyes

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Author:Katalina
Pairing: V/O
Rating:Overall NC-17
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Summary: In this one Orli isn't quite so submissive & naive! But can he stay away from Viggo for long?
Warning: Some soft angst, may get worse later. Otherwise, just smut &
more smut for the rest.
Disclaimer: All wrapped up into my huge bag of twisted lies and dreams.
Beta:Jessy!


In Distress;
Viggo eyed the hobbits, elves, one lone wizard and man warily,
deciding it was best not to ask about the weird commentary, moving
directly to the food table instead. He was already late.

Behind him he heard again, one word being uttered by one person
then the next. He glanced curiously over his shoulder just as Hugo
turned to him. "Join us Viggo, it's your turn."
"My turn to what?"
"We're describing our thoughts on everyone with one word." Ian told
him.
"And you let them talk you into this?" he asked, disbelieving.
Liv laughed, "It was his ideal!" Viggo turned a shocked gaze to
the old wizard and heard someone giggle. "It's really rather
interesting from this assorted lot." Ian assured him with a wink.
"Of that I'm *very* sure but..sorry, can't. Pete needs to see me.
Just came in for a snack." He crooked the water bottle in his arm and
picked up a bunch of grapes to tide him over.
"Surely you've time for just one Vig, you know we'd all love to hear
your thoughts," Beanie drawled out in a soft challenge and Viggo
looked into the knowing smile and humorous twinkle in his friends
eyes.

"That would hardly be fair.." Viggo started. "S'okay" Dom
interrupted. "Yeah," Billy agreed,finishing the others
thought, "you're sure to tell us exactly what you think of us all
sooner or later!"
Chuckles went round the table, but all eyes turned expectantly
towards him..save for the young elf sandwiched between two hobbits.
Viggo smiled at Ian, plucking a grape from it's stem. "All right just
one, who's next on your list?"
Dom elbowed the elf. "I am." Orli stated somewhat nervously, still
refusing to turn in his seat, studying instead the abstract drawings
he performed on the tables slick surface with one slender fin

Viggo studied the grape for a moment, rolling it's plump juiciness
between his fingers. Thinking of a similar, plump juicy bottom lip
he'd like to taste. He let his gaze wander up and over Orlando's
back, meeting Beanie's smug smirk over the elf's shoulder with his
own devilish smile. Just before plopping the grape between his lips
he uttered his one word in the most sinfully seductive tone Orlando
had ever heard,"Edible!"

~*~*~*~*~*~

Orlando could pinpoint *that* as the exact moment in time their
relationship was reformed. No longer just mates.
But the slow seduction had started almost four months into the shoot
and their fateful *word game* had been played a couple months after
that.

'He liked Viggo.' He could admit that. 'A lot!' He loved to
hangout with the soft-spoken, gentle man. He loved his playful humor,
the way he made him see the world a little differently. A little
better. The way his eyes would shine when he saw something that
intrigued him. Hell, he might even be attracted to him if he let
himself go there. The man was without a doubt, beautiful inside *and*
out.

"But! Damn it all to fucking hell!" he muttered. That wasn't what
he was here for. Everyone had warned him, Professors, friends,
magazines, TV, shit even his Mum warned him about involvement with a
coworker. He didn't need this shit..first film and all was hard
enough.'Not a time for mistakes.' What kind of twisted fate was
working against him? He sighed out his exasperation, kicking at the
ground and leaned his back to the tree, letting his eyes drift
shut...all he saw was Viggo. He was hiding again, he knew it wouldn't
help, but..

It was now eight months into the shoot and things between him and
Viggo were growing incredibly tense. Something was going to give and
he had a feeling it was his sanity. Gatherings of any kind were
becoming a joke! Viggo always managed to get close..touch him..with
his eyes, fingers..smile..it didn't matter, Orlando was going nutty.

At first Orlando noticed only the slightest of changes. The way
Viggo studied him. True, Vig studied everyone, but his study of
Orlando was different. Every week a little more.The slide of
predatory eyes up one leg..over and lingering on his crotch. A touch
that lasted just a little too long to be casual. Sly smiles. Gaze
fixed on his lips and licking his own, (purely seductive) instead of
Orli's own eyes when he talked to him. Spending more and more time
with him and the hobbits...*all of a sudden*. He even caught him
checking out his arse when he was bent over, trying to pull Billy off
Lij who was screaming "Tickle abuse!"

And Beanie knew too. He remembered that smug smile he had given
Viggo. He had known he was going to say something like that and had
dared him silently to do it. 'Wanker!' Orli was glad he was
gone. 'Some mate!' After that fateful day..the soft spoken, sexual
innuendoes had started. Never acted upon, but ever present and
growing more frequent and bolder with each passing week. A short
while after that Orli had started drawing away. Avoiding the source
of his distress. Denying invitations to the point his friends were
becoming worried. He remembered..*that* was when Elijah had asked him
point blank, "Was it Viggo?"

~*~*~3 weeks earlier

"Fuck!" Orli let out softly as he entered the lunch tent. He'd
seen Viggo leave. He was sure of it. But now, Billy and Karl were
waving him over to their table. Wouldn't do to keep ignoring
them..raise too many questions. Escape, it seemed, was impossible.
Picking out his lunch he kept up a reassuring speech to himself all
the way to the table. 'You can do this. Your a fucking actor, so act.
Just ignore him. They're just words. Keep your shit together Bloom.
Handle it!'

"Hey mates." He said with forced cheerfulness. Hating the way his
voice cracked.
"Where you been hiding Orli? Haven't seen ya in here for days!"
Orlando's head snapped involuntarily toward Billy in guilt and
fear. 'Calm down! Nobody knows you're actually hiding Bloom. Don't
freak.' He shrugged, "Not hungry I guess."

"Prissy elves have to stay light on their feet." Lij teased.
Orlando gave a small grateful smile to his only confidant. Without
Lij to talk too, he knew he'd have gone bonkers long ago.

He started shoveling food in his mouth in a gross display,
uncaring. Just wanting to be done and out of there. So far he had
managed to avoid Viggo's gaze..but he could feel it on his skin like
a soft breeze, wrapping around and suffocating him. Finishing in what
he was sure was record time, he took a huge swig of water to wash it
all down.

"Shit Orli. You put anything more in your mouth, your gonna
choke!" Sean said, more than a little disgusted by his vulgar
display.
Before he could swallow the combo of water and remaining food to get
out his smartass reply, Viggo answered for him. "I'm sure Orlando
wouldn't have trouble fitting much *more* into his mouth."

Orlando's eyes snapped wide with surprise, turning automatically
to Viggo. 'That was a little crude even for him!' But of course,
Orlando admitted, he could have just been calling him a pig. And
looking at Viggo, save for the tiny tug at the corner of his lips,
not one thing betrayed what was really going through his mind. But
Orlando *knew*!
'Okay enough! That did it!' He had remained silent long enough.
Ignored Viggo's hints hoping the man would take the hint
himself. 'He..*wasn't interested*!'

Karl snickered. Finally, if a little slowly, comprehending
something dirty about comment. The glare Orli turned on him, left him
more than a little uncomfortable.

Palms went up in submission, "Hey! Just a joke man!"

Orli stood, gathering the remnants of his lunch to throw away,
leaning slightly on the table..as close to Viggo as he dared before
he leftWoulWouldn't *you* like to know?" He ground out the words in a
soft menace, conveying, the other would never find out. Viggo met his
eyes without hesitation and smiled, "Yes." Almost a breathless
whisper. A hope? A promise? 'Fuck!' Orli stormed out.


TBC