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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,775
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.
Bisexual
Disclaimer: I don’t own Orlando Bloom. (Wish I did but I don’t.) I don’t even know the guy. Furthermore I know nothing about his sexual preferences or private life activities. Also I’m not lucky enough to know Mr. Mortensen or any other person mentioned herein.
A/N: Thank you for the lovely reviews! :) Since so many people asked me to write a sequel to ‘Straight’ I decided to do just that. :) Special thanks to Pkmaniacs – I totally agree with you! And now, on with the story. :)
Bisexual
What did just happen? Viggo didn’t just kiss him, did he? …Gods, he did. And Orli doesn’t know what to make of it.
“Riiight”, he says aloud and flinches as it sounds too loud in the empty room, “no need to panic, OB. He’s just drunk, as are you, he wouldn’t have kissed you otherwise, so there’s no need to get worked up just because one of your mates kissed you and your cock got excited. It was just a kiss, for fucks sake! And it’s not like you have never kissed a mate before, get a grip.”
But Orlando knows that what he and Viggo just shared wasn’t a kiss between friends. Jesus, he never kisses anyone like that! That kiss was so sensual and so intimate that Orlando blushes when he thinks about it. His cheeks are burning and his lips are swollen and his cock is about ready to burst. What the hell is happening to him?
And what was Viggo thinking, kissing him like that? Did he just wish to show him that making out with a guy is no big deal? That it’s allright to play tonsil hockey with a friend in the gents? God, Orli has always known Viggo to be eccentric and all, but what the hell was this? Finally Orli realises that if he wishes to find out why exactly did Viggo kiss him, he will have to speak with him about the Kiss (it definitely deserves a capital!) and the whole Bathroom Incident and in order to do so, he really should go after him, like, right now. He, too leaves the gents in a rush and practically runs after the older man.
“Vig!” He shouts and doesn’t care that several people turn to look at him, the beautiful young man with a mohawk, flushed cheeks and an obvious erection inside his snug pants. “Vig, WAIT!” He cannot see Viggo anywhere so he runs outside. There’s no-one in sight. “Viggo, come on! You cannot leave me here like this!” Orli whines and pouts even if there’s noone to see or hear him.
But obviously he could.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Orlando cannot sleep. Or to be more exact, his cock won’t let him sleep. The damn thing is hard as a rock and doesn’t show any signs of softening anytime soon. Orli rolls over onto his stomach, trying to resist the temptation to grab his throbbing member and give it what it wants. He quickly rolls over on his back, though, when his cock comes to contact with his silk sheet and makes a little happy dance.
“Stupid cock!” Orli hisses and glares at it. “You’re not getting any tonight, so go to sleep and more importantly, let me sleep.”
It seems that the Bloom cock isn’t in the mood to listen, so it’s Orlando who gives up and takes the matter in his hand (yea, matter… you know). He’s prepared to have a quick wank and be done with it, but it cannot be that simple, now can it?
Orlando’s mind replays the bathroom incident. Images of Viggo kissing him… Viggo’s sensual lips on his… His scent, his taste, the feeling of his tongue asking for permission to enter his mouth… Orlando cannot suppress a little breathy moan, and his hand moves faster on his cock. He imagines Viggo’s tongue on his cock, nibbling the length and the swollen head, giving little kitten licks and playful bites and finally taking it all in, deep-throating him, sucking on the sensitive flesh… And Orli comes with a yell, spills his seed all over his stomach and his hand. He blushes when he realises what he had been thinking, but he’s not ashamed. For Viggo’s lips indeed felt good on his, and he’s certain they’d feel even better on his cock.
The little Bloom is sated for now, as is Orlando, and he has no problem with falling asleep. He thinks of Viggo right before sleep claims him and he smiles a little, content smile all night. When he wakes up late the following morning, he has made up his mind. He and Viggo are going to have a little talk.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
*Ring!*
Orli stands on Viggo’s doorstep and waits patiently for the door to open. When no-one answers he knocks on the door as forcefully as he can instead of ringing the doorbell again.
“Hey, open the door, old man!”
Finally Viggo comes and opens the door. His blonde hair is ruffled and he looks a bit pale, but to Orlando he looks just perfect. Viggo doesn’t meet his eyes, however so Orli steps forward and forces the Dane to lift his gaze.
“Hey”, he says a bit shyly and smiles at the blonde in front of him, “can I come in?”
Viggo nods and steps aside and lets Orli to walk past him into the house. Orlando has visited him several times before, but this time it feels different, for both of them. Orli feels giddy and excited, and Viggo is afraid of what Orlando is going to say. He stayed awake all night, thinking about the Kiss (yea, in his opinion also it deserves a capital) and Orlando. He has told himseld countless times that it was a mistake, a stupid thing to do and he shouldn’t have done it. The boy’s straight, for God’s sake! And it doesn’t matter what he feels for Orli, he should’ve had more self-restraint.
Orlando is already in the living room and Viggo follows him. He looks at him awkwardly and starts to apologize; “Look, Orlando, I’m sorry about yesterday, I shouldn’t have --“
“Shut up, Viggo”, Orli growls softly and places his hand on Viggo’s neck. “Just shut up and kiss me.”
He pulls the older man closer and claims his lips hungrily. Viggo is hesitant at first, but finally he wraps his arms around Orlando and responds to the kiss. They lose themselves in each other, utterly and completely. Orlando feels safe and sound in Viggo’s arms; gods, his lips are heaven, and when their tongues meet and explore each other it’s all Orli has ever wanted and will ever want. His cock realises, too, that he may indeed get some today and wakes up to greet Viggo’s member through their pants.
And it is in that moment when Orlando understands that it is more than OK to embrace your bisexuality.
A/N: Thank you for the lovely reviews! :) Since so many people asked me to write a sequel to ‘Straight’ I decided to do just that. :) Special thanks to Pkmaniacs – I totally agree with you! And now, on with the story. :)
Bisexual
What did just happen? Viggo didn’t just kiss him, did he? …Gods, he did. And Orli doesn’t know what to make of it.
“Riiight”, he says aloud and flinches as it sounds too loud in the empty room, “no need to panic, OB. He’s just drunk, as are you, he wouldn’t have kissed you otherwise, so there’s no need to get worked up just because one of your mates kissed you and your cock got excited. It was just a kiss, for fucks sake! And it’s not like you have never kissed a mate before, get a grip.”
But Orlando knows that what he and Viggo just shared wasn’t a kiss between friends. Jesus, he never kisses anyone like that! That kiss was so sensual and so intimate that Orlando blushes when he thinks about it. His cheeks are burning and his lips are swollen and his cock is about ready to burst. What the hell is happening to him?
And what was Viggo thinking, kissing him like that? Did he just wish to show him that making out with a guy is no big deal? That it’s allright to play tonsil hockey with a friend in the gents? God, Orli has always known Viggo to be eccentric and all, but what the hell was this? Finally Orli realises that if he wishes to find out why exactly did Viggo kiss him, he will have to speak with him about the Kiss (it definitely deserves a capital!) and the whole Bathroom Incident and in order to do so, he really should go after him, like, right now. He, too leaves the gents in a rush and practically runs after the older man.
“Vig!” He shouts and doesn’t care that several people turn to look at him, the beautiful young man with a mohawk, flushed cheeks and an obvious erection inside his snug pants. “Vig, WAIT!” He cannot see Viggo anywhere so he runs outside. There’s no-one in sight. “Viggo, come on! You cannot leave me here like this!” Orli whines and pouts even if there’s noone to see or hear him.
But obviously he could.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Orlando cannot sleep. Or to be more exact, his cock won’t let him sleep. The damn thing is hard as a rock and doesn’t show any signs of softening anytime soon. Orli rolls over onto his stomach, trying to resist the temptation to grab his throbbing member and give it what it wants. He quickly rolls over on his back, though, when his cock comes to contact with his silk sheet and makes a little happy dance.
“Stupid cock!” Orli hisses and glares at it. “You’re not getting any tonight, so go to sleep and more importantly, let me sleep.”
It seems that the Bloom cock isn’t in the mood to listen, so it’s Orlando who gives up and takes the matter in his hand (yea, matter… you know). He’s prepared to have a quick wank and be done with it, but it cannot be that simple, now can it?
Orlando’s mind replays the bathroom incident. Images of Viggo kissing him… Viggo’s sensual lips on his… His scent, his taste, the feeling of his tongue asking for permission to enter his mouth… Orlando cannot suppress a little breathy moan, and his hand moves faster on his cock. He imagines Viggo’s tongue on his cock, nibbling the length and the swollen head, giving little kitten licks and playful bites and finally taking it all in, deep-throating him, sucking on the sensitive flesh… And Orli comes with a yell, spills his seed all over his stomach and his hand. He blushes when he realises what he had been thinking, but he’s not ashamed. For Viggo’s lips indeed felt good on his, and he’s certain they’d feel even better on his cock.
The little Bloom is sated for now, as is Orlando, and he has no problem with falling asleep. He thinks of Viggo right before sleep claims him and he smiles a little, content smile all night. When he wakes up late the following morning, he has made up his mind. He and Viggo are going to have a little talk.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
*Ring!*
Orli stands on Viggo’s doorstep and waits patiently for the door to open. When no-one answers he knocks on the door as forcefully as he can instead of ringing the doorbell again.
“Hey, open the door, old man!”
Finally Viggo comes and opens the door. His blonde hair is ruffled and he looks a bit pale, but to Orlando he looks just perfect. Viggo doesn’t meet his eyes, however so Orli steps forward and forces the Dane to lift his gaze.
“Hey”, he says a bit shyly and smiles at the blonde in front of him, “can I come in?”
Viggo nods and steps aside and lets Orli to walk past him into the house. Orlando has visited him several times before, but this time it feels different, for both of them. Orli feels giddy and excited, and Viggo is afraid of what Orlando is going to say. He stayed awake all night, thinking about the Kiss (yea, in his opinion also it deserves a capital) and Orlando. He has told himseld countless times that it was a mistake, a stupid thing to do and he shouldn’t have done it. The boy’s straight, for God’s sake! And it doesn’t matter what he feels for Orli, he should’ve had more self-restraint.
Orlando is already in the living room and Viggo follows him. He looks at him awkwardly and starts to apologize; “Look, Orlando, I’m sorry about yesterday, I shouldn’t have --“
“Shut up, Viggo”, Orli growls softly and places his hand on Viggo’s neck. “Just shut up and kiss me.”
He pulls the older man closer and claims his lips hungrily. Viggo is hesitant at first, but finally he wraps his arms around Orlando and responds to the kiss. They lose themselves in each other, utterly and completely. Orlando feels safe and sound in Viggo’s arms; gods, his lips are heaven, and when their tongues meet and explore each other it’s all Orli has ever wanted and will ever want. His cock realises, too, that he may indeed get some today and wakes up to greet Viggo’s member through their pants.
And it is in that moment when Orlando understands that it is more than OK to embrace your bisexuality.