Pirate Costume
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,397
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Pirate Costume
Pirate Costume
By: Bonnie
Rated: NC-17
Pairings: Orlando/Viggo
Summary: Viggo visits Orlando in the Caribbean.
Feedback: Please, I like to know how you liked it.:)
Disclaimer: Not mine, yadda yadda, wish they were, and wish they were in my bed with me. Fiction, not real.
Warnings: None, just PWP
Author's Notes: Thank you to Kayshinae for the wonderful beta'ing, as always.:)
Viggo waited on the beach, feeling the soft white sand underneath his bare feet, and giving a sigh he took a step forward and put a foot into the wave washing up the shore. He looked off into the horizon of the late afternoon sun, thinking about why he was here. Orlando. He was making another one of those blockbuster movies, and Viggo hadn’t seen him for weeks, so he took a week off from his work to come visit his love in the Caribbean. Another wave washed over Viggo’s foot, and he turned to go back to the hotel. Orlando stood about 10 feet away smiling.
"I thought you weren’t off until 7." Smiling, Viggo walked up and gave Orlando a hug.
"I took off early. Couldn’t wait to see you." Viggo felt Orlando’s soft lips on his.
"I’m glad you did." Orlando stood there smiling at Viggo, still in full pirate costume. "Couldn’t wait to change I see."
"I can just dash into my trailer and change, if you’d like." Wrapping his arm around Viggo’s waist, he started walking towards his trailer down the beach.
"No, keep the costume on, I like it. Makes you look… sexy." Viggo purred.
"Whatever you say, Vig, but do you expect me to go to dinner dressed like this?"
"I was thinking we’d go up to the room first." Orlando started to catch on to what Viggo was saying. He lowered his hand down the waist of Viggo’s jeans, rubbing his thumb along Viggo’s hip.
They arrived at the hotel and sneaked through the lobby, hoping they wouldn’t get recognized. Getting on the elevator, Orlando pressed his body against Viggo’s and softly kissed his lower lip, then devouring his whole mouth.
"Couldn’t wait, could you?" Viggo managed to say.
"God no. Do you have any idea how horny I’ve been?" They felt the elevator stop, and the doors opened. Walking down the hall, Orlando stopped and went to look into his pockets but his costume had none. “Fuck. Vig, do you?”
"I’ve got the spare key." Viggo cut Orlando off mid sentence. Viggo had hardly put the key into the door and opened it, when he felt those familiar lips all over his again.
Kicking the door shut, Viggo put both hands on Orlando’s cheeks and gave him one of the most intense kisses he could. He looked into those deep chocolate coloured eyes and smiled. "Well, Pirate Orlando, get on the bed. I want to watch you."
"Watch? What do you mean?" Chasing the words back into Orlando’s mouth with his, Viggo just motioned for him to get on the bed.
"Leave the costume on." Orlando looked quizzically at Viggo, who now took off his shirt, and undid the button of his jeans. Orlando sat at the end of the bed. "Now, lean back."
"Viggo, just come here and fuck me, enough games," Orlando said. He was already hard and wanted to Viggo in him.
"Lean back, Orli. I want to watch you while you come." Viggo sat down beside him and whispered lowly into his ear, and slid his tongue along Orlando’s earlobe. "Let’s untie this pony tail too." He whispered, and ran his fingers through Orlando’s curls, letting them free of the tie.
"Jesus, Vig." Orlando shut his eyes and took a deep breath, praying that Viggo was just kidding around and would fuck him through the mattress.
Viggo slowly started kissing down Orlando’s cheek and neck, making his lover gasp with every movement. He had Orlando right where he wanted him, and it made the blood rush through his body. Viggo made a warpath down the bare skin showing through Orlando’s loose white pirate shirt.
"Vig, I’m so hard… please." Orlando begged.
"Alright, love." Viggo looked up and smiled, and reached under Orlando’s shirt and found the waist of his pants. He undid the button and the hidden zipper, and reached in.
Gasping out, Orlando felt Viggo’s hand on his hard cock as he reached into his pants and brought it out. But then Viggo let go and pulled himself up to sit just slightly behind Orli.
"Fuck, don’t stop touching me, Vig." Orlando looked up, his eyes filled with lust and desire.
"I want you to do it. I want to watch your beautiful face as you come for me." Viggo leaned down and lightly kissed him. "I want to see my Pirate come."
Orlando was too damn past the point to care anymore, so he obliged and leaned his head on Viggo’s shoulder, letting his thick curls run down Viggo’s chest. He felt lips kiss the side of his forehead as he shut his eyes for a moment and reached down to start stroking himself.
Oh god it felt so good, he didn’t care if it was himself or Viggo doing it. Just having Viggo there watching him do it made it even more exciting. "Viggo… oh god." Orlando moaned. His brow knogetogether and his breath started coming out in hard gasps.
"Good. Good, Orlando. Stroke harder for me." Viggo purred, and Orlando obeyed. Viggo clung to Orlando and watched him pleasure himself, wishing to God he could touch him, but he didn’t want to spoil this moment.
Orlando stroked harder and harder, feeling the heat in him build even more, and finally he was pushed over the edge by Viggo’s soft command, "Come for me, Pirate Orlando."
Orlando felt the orgasm rip through his body, and he threw his head back harder into Viggo’s shoulder.
Viggo just stared at his love, as he gasped for breath. "God you’re beautiful when you come, Orli." He shifted back to let Orlando sit up and stared at his sweat covered face and chest.
"Got what you wanted?" Orlando said coyly.
"Yes, thank you." Viggo smirked and ran his hand down Orlando’s chest. "Quite a tan you have there."
"You just noticed." Orlando laughed. He looked down and saw the tight bulge in Viggo’s pants. "That needs some taking care of." He started to take off his vest and shirt, but Viggo stopped him.
"After, love. I still want you to leave it on."
Orlando brushed back his long dark curls and leaned down, unzipping the rest of Viggo’s jeans, and took his hardness into his mouth.
~*Fin*~
By: Bonnie
Rated: NC-17
Pairings: Orlando/Viggo
Summary: Viggo visits Orlando in the Caribbean.
Feedback: Please, I like to know how you liked it.:)
Disclaimer: Not mine, yadda yadda, wish they were, and wish they were in my bed with me. Fiction, not real.
Warnings: None, just PWP
Author's Notes: Thank you to Kayshinae for the wonderful beta'ing, as always.:)
Viggo waited on the beach, feeling the soft white sand underneath his bare feet, and giving a sigh he took a step forward and put a foot into the wave washing up the shore. He looked off into the horizon of the late afternoon sun, thinking about why he was here. Orlando. He was making another one of those blockbuster movies, and Viggo hadn’t seen him for weeks, so he took a week off from his work to come visit his love in the Caribbean. Another wave washed over Viggo’s foot, and he turned to go back to the hotel. Orlando stood about 10 feet away smiling.
"I thought you weren’t off until 7." Smiling, Viggo walked up and gave Orlando a hug.
"I took off early. Couldn’t wait to see you." Viggo felt Orlando’s soft lips on his.
"I’m glad you did." Orlando stood there smiling at Viggo, still in full pirate costume. "Couldn’t wait to change I see."
"I can just dash into my trailer and change, if you’d like." Wrapping his arm around Viggo’s waist, he started walking towards his trailer down the beach.
"No, keep the costume on, I like it. Makes you look… sexy." Viggo purred.
"Whatever you say, Vig, but do you expect me to go to dinner dressed like this?"
"I was thinking we’d go up to the room first." Orlando started to catch on to what Viggo was saying. He lowered his hand down the waist of Viggo’s jeans, rubbing his thumb along Viggo’s hip.
They arrived at the hotel and sneaked through the lobby, hoping they wouldn’t get recognized. Getting on the elevator, Orlando pressed his body against Viggo’s and softly kissed his lower lip, then devouring his whole mouth.
"Couldn’t wait, could you?" Viggo managed to say.
"God no. Do you have any idea how horny I’ve been?" They felt the elevator stop, and the doors opened. Walking down the hall, Orlando stopped and went to look into his pockets but his costume had none. “Fuck. Vig, do you?”
"I’ve got the spare key." Viggo cut Orlando off mid sentence. Viggo had hardly put the key into the door and opened it, when he felt those familiar lips all over his again.
Kicking the door shut, Viggo put both hands on Orlando’s cheeks and gave him one of the most intense kisses he could. He looked into those deep chocolate coloured eyes and smiled. "Well, Pirate Orlando, get on the bed. I want to watch you."
"Watch? What do you mean?" Chasing the words back into Orlando’s mouth with his, Viggo just motioned for him to get on the bed.
"Leave the costume on." Orlando looked quizzically at Viggo, who now took off his shirt, and undid the button of his jeans. Orlando sat at the end of the bed. "Now, lean back."
"Viggo, just come here and fuck me, enough games," Orlando said. He was already hard and wanted to Viggo in him.
"Lean back, Orli. I want to watch you while you come." Viggo sat down beside him and whispered lowly into his ear, and slid his tongue along Orlando’s earlobe. "Let’s untie this pony tail too." He whispered, and ran his fingers through Orlando’s curls, letting them free of the tie.
"Jesus, Vig." Orlando shut his eyes and took a deep breath, praying that Viggo was just kidding around and would fuck him through the mattress.
Viggo slowly started kissing down Orlando’s cheek and neck, making his lover gasp with every movement. He had Orlando right where he wanted him, and it made the blood rush through his body. Viggo made a warpath down the bare skin showing through Orlando’s loose white pirate shirt.
"Vig, I’m so hard… please." Orlando begged.
"Alright, love." Viggo looked up and smiled, and reached under Orlando’s shirt and found the waist of his pants. He undid the button and the hidden zipper, and reached in.
Gasping out, Orlando felt Viggo’s hand on his hard cock as he reached into his pants and brought it out. But then Viggo let go and pulled himself up to sit just slightly behind Orli.
"Fuck, don’t stop touching me, Vig." Orlando looked up, his eyes filled with lust and desire.
"I want you to do it. I want to watch your beautiful face as you come for me." Viggo leaned down and lightly kissed him. "I want to see my Pirate come."
Orlando was too damn past the point to care anymore, so he obliged and leaned his head on Viggo’s shoulder, letting his thick curls run down Viggo’s chest. He felt lips kiss the side of his forehead as he shut his eyes for a moment and reached down to start stroking himself.
Oh god it felt so good, he didn’t care if it was himself or Viggo doing it. Just having Viggo there watching him do it made it even more exciting. "Viggo… oh god." Orlando moaned. His brow knogetogether and his breath started coming out in hard gasps.
"Good. Good, Orlando. Stroke harder for me." Viggo purred, and Orlando obeyed. Viggo clung to Orlando and watched him pleasure himself, wishing to God he could touch him, but he didn’t want to spoil this moment.
Orlando stroked harder and harder, feeling the heat in him build even more, and finally he was pushed over the edge by Viggo’s soft command, "Come for me, Pirate Orlando."
Orlando felt the orgasm rip through his body, and he threw his head back harder into Viggo’s shoulder.
Viggo just stared at his love, as he gasped for breath. "God you’re beautiful when you come, Orli." He shifted back to let Orlando sit up and stared at his sweat covered face and chest.
"Got what you wanted?" Orlando said coyly.
"Yes, thank you." Viggo smirked and ran his hand down Orlando’s chest. "Quite a tan you have there."
"You just noticed." Orlando laughed. He looked down and saw the tight bulge in Viggo’s pants. "That needs some taking care of." He started to take off his vest and shirt, but Viggo stopped him.
"After, love. I still want you to leave it on."
Orlando brushed back his long dark curls and leaned down, unzipping the rest of Viggo’s jeans, and took his hardness into his mouth.
~*Fin*~