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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,527
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
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Fic: You Bitch! 1/3
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Juniper
Rate: NC-17
Pairing: OB/CF, OB/VM
Archive: Let me know where...
Disclaimer: Only in my dream, and it is such a sweet dream.
Feedback: If you want to
Warning: AU, BDSM, OOC, kink, nymphomania, sadomasochism.
Summary: Don’t you think it’s Orli’s time to have a little fun?
~
1.
Orlando prepared the ropes and the oil as he waited for Colin.
Since his first time with Colin, he had felt an extreme need to be with him…to be a part of him. Colin wasn’t home, however, he was working. Orlando had spent his days and nights away from home, working on a film for the past few weeks.
Lying on the bed, he heard the door open and Colin’s voice call, “Orli, where are you?”
Grinning, Orlando called, “Upstairs.”
It took Colin a few minutes to make his way upstairs. He was stunned by the sight that awaited him: Orlando lay naked on the bed, ropes coiled and ready at his side.
Colin looked questioningly at Orlando, “Now?”
Orlando rose from the bed, nodding an affirmation to Colin’s question. “Yes, now,” he whispered against Colin’s lips as he feathered light kisses across them. His tongue met Colin’s as the two men kissed. Orlando’s palms spread on Colin’s back, moving up and down, rubbing Colin’s shirt over the warm skin beneath. He finally settled with one palm on the small of Colin’s back while the other gripped his ass and pulled him closer.
Orlando broke the kiss, stripping Colin’s shirt off. He tossed it to the floor as he pulled Colin closer, running his tongue around a small, brown nipple. He nipped lightly, causing the Irishman to whimper with pleasure.
“Ohh…Orlando….more…” Colin panted, pressing Orlando’s head lower, hoping that Orli would get the idea soon. Orlando pulled away as he knelt in front of Colin. He unzipped the worn jeans and let Colin’s straining cock free.
Colin whimpered again as Orlando pulled his cock into his mouth and began sliding it in and out. He twisted his head from side to side, mouth hanging open as he enjoyed the pleasure the Brit was giving him.
Colin could feel his climax building quickly. He sucked in air as he flooded Orlando’s mouth. Orlando took all that Colin gave him, licking up the little that had escaped.
After his breathing had calmed somewhat, he tugged the younger man toward the bed. “Come to bed, love…let me be inside you…”
He was shocked when Orlando handed him the coiled rope. “Bind me to the bed, Colin.”
Colin studied Orlando’s features intently. The younger man was usually shy and didn’t enjoy the kinkier aspects of relationships. The request seemed out of character for the other man.
Colin did as Orlando asked, instructing Orlando to lie on his stomach. He used the ropes to gently tie Orlando to the bed.
Orlando laid on his stomach, longing for the moment he’d feel Colin’s cock inside him. His hands were tied and Colin had spread his legs. He could feel Colin’s breath wafting over his entrance. He moaned at the first lick against his sensitive skin.
Glancing at the bedside table, Colin decided to forego using the oil Orlando had provided. He decided to try something new and more pleasurable to prepare the other man. He began to swipe his tongue around Orlando’s hole, pressing it inside when the muscle loosened.
Orlando buried his face in the pillow, biting it as Colin moved his tongue deeper and deeper within his body. He shivered as the Irishman hit a particularly sensitive spot.
Colin noticed the shiver and stopped his ministrations on the Brit. He stretched across the bed, fumbling for the condom box that had been lying there since last week. He managed to push the box from the nightstand. As it fell to the floor, he noticed it was empty…that was strange…they hadn’t been together for a while.
Colin glanced at Orlando. “Love, do we have another box of condoms?”
Orlando shook his head from side to side, “No…”
Colin groaned. “I’m gonna have to go buy a new box…”
“No! I want to feel you inside me now…just you…I need you!” Orlando demanded.
“I can’t do that, not like this,” Colin said.
Orlando pouted at him. “Oh… come on Colin, you are not going to say no to sex, are you?”
Colin sighed, knowing Orlando was right, and moved his cock against Orli’s entrance. He closed his eyes as he slid inside the tight opening.
His pace was slow – he didn’t want to reach climax too soon in the molten heat. He wanted to enjoy this while he could, but the sounds Orlando made as he begged him to go harder and faster spurred him on towards climax. He answered the younger man’s requests, pushing harder, faster, deeper…heeding Orlando’s whimpers not to stop.
Colin felt his release speeding up on him and he groaned as he came deep inside the young man, collapsing with exhaustion on Orlando’s back, still buried deep within the tight hole.
“Co-lin?” Orlando’s voice was curt. He was tired, but he still needed more.
There was no clear answer from the Irish man lying on top of him. “Did you say something, love?” Colin asked after a few minutes.
“Yes…I need more…of you,” Orlando said as he squirmed underneath Colin.
Colin pulled out of Orlando and untied one of his hands. He flopped back down on the bed. “I’ll try again…after I have a nap…let me sleep.”
Orlando angrily untied his other hand and glared at an already sleeping Colin. He climbed out of bed, making his way toward the shower. “I’m going.”
Colin didn’t even hear his words – he was already lost in the world of his dreams.
~
After showering, Orlando dressed himself and decided to head to a bar one of his friends had told him about.
Walking up to the bar, he sat down on an empty stool and nodded to the bartender. “Give me the hardest thing you’ve got.”
As he waited for his drink, he looked around the bar. He noticed an older man watching him. His frustrated mind could only dwell on how sexy the other man looked.
“Excuse me sir,” he spoke to the bartender as his drink was set in front of him. He asked about the older man. The bartender just grinned, told him what he knew, and told him to find out the rest for himself.
Grabbing his drink, Orlando moved to sit next to the other man. Feeling brave, he turned and asked, “What would you rather be – slave or master?”
The other man turned and glared at him.
“I’m Orlando, but you can call me whatever you want…”
“Well…my new slave….I am your master, but my real name is Viggo.”
“Are you really into all of that stuff? Do you have it all?”
“You mean the whip and the stuff?”
Orlando nodded at him.
“Yeah – I’ve got them. You want to try?” Viggo questioned him.
“I’d love to,” Orlando said.
The older man smirked predatorily. “Your place or mine?”
“Yours,” he blurted immediately.
Orlando slammed the money onto the table, stood, and followed the man.
Viggo opened the door when they arrived at his place. Orlando’s mouth dropped open as he got his first glance at the items inside the other man’s place. He gulped as the door was locked behind him.
“Come…” Viggo motioned for him to make his way farther into his home.
Orlando followed the man as he led him into his bedroom. Once inside, Orlando saw a variety of whips in different length. There was also an assortment of collars.
Orlando gulped once more as he wondered what he had gotten himself into.
End of Chapter 1.
R/R
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Juniper
Rate: NC-17
Pairing: OB/CF, OB/VM
Archive: Let me know where...
Disclaimer: Only in my dream, and it is such a sweet dream.
Feedback: If you want to
Warning: AU, BDSM, OOC, kink, nymphomania, sadomasochism.
Summary: Don’t you think it’s Orli’s time to have a little fun?
~
1.
Orlando prepared the ropes and the oil as he waited for Colin.
Since his first time with Colin, he had felt an extreme need to be with him…to be a part of him. Colin wasn’t home, however, he was working. Orlando had spent his days and nights away from home, working on a film for the past few weeks.
Lying on the bed, he heard the door open and Colin’s voice call, “Orli, where are you?”
Grinning, Orlando called, “Upstairs.”
It took Colin a few minutes to make his way upstairs. He was stunned by the sight that awaited him: Orlando lay naked on the bed, ropes coiled and ready at his side.
Colin looked questioningly at Orlando, “Now?”
Orlando rose from the bed, nodding an affirmation to Colin’s question. “Yes, now,” he whispered against Colin’s lips as he feathered light kisses across them. His tongue met Colin’s as the two men kissed. Orlando’s palms spread on Colin’s back, moving up and down, rubbing Colin’s shirt over the warm skin beneath. He finally settled with one palm on the small of Colin’s back while the other gripped his ass and pulled him closer.
Orlando broke the kiss, stripping Colin’s shirt off. He tossed it to the floor as he pulled Colin closer, running his tongue around a small, brown nipple. He nipped lightly, causing the Irishman to whimper with pleasure.
“Ohh…Orlando….more…” Colin panted, pressing Orlando’s head lower, hoping that Orli would get the idea soon. Orlando pulled away as he knelt in front of Colin. He unzipped the worn jeans and let Colin’s straining cock free.
Colin whimpered again as Orlando pulled his cock into his mouth and began sliding it in and out. He twisted his head from side to side, mouth hanging open as he enjoyed the pleasure the Brit was giving him.
Colin could feel his climax building quickly. He sucked in air as he flooded Orlando’s mouth. Orlando took all that Colin gave him, licking up the little that had escaped.
After his breathing had calmed somewhat, he tugged the younger man toward the bed. “Come to bed, love…let me be inside you…”
He was shocked when Orlando handed him the coiled rope. “Bind me to the bed, Colin.”
Colin studied Orlando’s features intently. The younger man was usually shy and didn’t enjoy the kinkier aspects of relationships. The request seemed out of character for the other man.
Colin did as Orlando asked, instructing Orlando to lie on his stomach. He used the ropes to gently tie Orlando to the bed.
Orlando laid on his stomach, longing for the moment he’d feel Colin’s cock inside him. His hands were tied and Colin had spread his legs. He could feel Colin’s breath wafting over his entrance. He moaned at the first lick against his sensitive skin.
Glancing at the bedside table, Colin decided to forego using the oil Orlando had provided. He decided to try something new and more pleasurable to prepare the other man. He began to swipe his tongue around Orlando’s hole, pressing it inside when the muscle loosened.
Orlando buried his face in the pillow, biting it as Colin moved his tongue deeper and deeper within his body. He shivered as the Irishman hit a particularly sensitive spot.
Colin noticed the shiver and stopped his ministrations on the Brit. He stretched across the bed, fumbling for the condom box that had been lying there since last week. He managed to push the box from the nightstand. As it fell to the floor, he noticed it was empty…that was strange…they hadn’t been together for a while.
Colin glanced at Orlando. “Love, do we have another box of condoms?”
Orlando shook his head from side to side, “No…”
Colin groaned. “I’m gonna have to go buy a new box…”
“No! I want to feel you inside me now…just you…I need you!” Orlando demanded.
“I can’t do that, not like this,” Colin said.
Orlando pouted at him. “Oh… come on Colin, you are not going to say no to sex, are you?”
Colin sighed, knowing Orlando was right, and moved his cock against Orli’s entrance. He closed his eyes as he slid inside the tight opening.
His pace was slow – he didn’t want to reach climax too soon in the molten heat. He wanted to enjoy this while he could, but the sounds Orlando made as he begged him to go harder and faster spurred him on towards climax. He answered the younger man’s requests, pushing harder, faster, deeper…heeding Orlando’s whimpers not to stop.
Colin felt his release speeding up on him and he groaned as he came deep inside the young man, collapsing with exhaustion on Orlando’s back, still buried deep within the tight hole.
“Co-lin?” Orlando’s voice was curt. He was tired, but he still needed more.
There was no clear answer from the Irish man lying on top of him. “Did you say something, love?” Colin asked after a few minutes.
“Yes…I need more…of you,” Orlando said as he squirmed underneath Colin.
Colin pulled out of Orlando and untied one of his hands. He flopped back down on the bed. “I’ll try again…after I have a nap…let me sleep.”
Orlando angrily untied his other hand and glared at an already sleeping Colin. He climbed out of bed, making his way toward the shower. “I’m going.”
Colin didn’t even hear his words – he was already lost in the world of his dreams.
~
After showering, Orlando dressed himself and decided to head to a bar one of his friends had told him about.
Walking up to the bar, he sat down on an empty stool and nodded to the bartender. “Give me the hardest thing you’ve got.”
As he waited for his drink, he looked around the bar. He noticed an older man watching him. His frustrated mind could only dwell on how sexy the other man looked.
“Excuse me sir,” he spoke to the bartender as his drink was set in front of him. He asked about the older man. The bartender just grinned, told him what he knew, and told him to find out the rest for himself.
Grabbing his drink, Orlando moved to sit next to the other man. Feeling brave, he turned and asked, “What would you rather be – slave or master?”
The other man turned and glared at him.
“I’m Orlando, but you can call me whatever you want…”
“Well…my new slave….I am your master, but my real name is Viggo.”
“Are you really into all of that stuff? Do you have it all?”
“You mean the whip and the stuff?”
Orlando nodded at him.
“Yeah – I’ve got them. You want to try?” Viggo questioned him.
“I’d love to,” Orlando said.
The older man smirked predatorily. “Your place or mine?”
“Yours,” he blurted immediately.
Orlando slammed the money onto the table, stood, and followed the man.
Viggo opened the door when they arrived at his place. Orlando’s mouth dropped open as he got his first glance at the items inside the other man’s place. He gulped as the door was locked behind him.
“Come…” Viggo motioned for him to make his way farther into his home.
Orlando followed the man as he led him into his bedroom. Once inside, Orlando saw a variety of whips in different length. There was also an assortment of collars.
Orlando gulped once more as he wondered what he had gotten himself into.
End of Chapter 1.
R/R