Dinner and Daydreams
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,716
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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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.
Dinner and Daydreams
DINNER AND DAYDREAMS
“Damn!” Orlando frowned checking his watch again as he neared the establishment, who knew it would take him nearly three hours to get ready for dinner with Viggo. The Brit slowed to catch his breath and straighten his shirt before he entered the posh restaurant, this wasn’t just any dinner he felt it in his heart…this was going to be special.
“Hello and welcome…you seem to be in a rush are you meeting someone?” a slim, attractive women inquired pleasantly as she stopped beside him, but he was already eagerly scanning the restaurant for the man that held his heart.
“Uh…my b…” he had almost said boyfriend but that would be jumping the gun just a little seeing that this was their first official date, yes a real date he couldn’t believe Viggo had asked him out and he could hardly wait for him to finish his question for him to say yes. That was on Thursday morning meaning that he had fretted for two solid days about what to wear and waited until the last minute to make up his mind, in the end he wore a midnight blue shirt that the Dane had admired once and black pants his dark curls hopefully tamed at least for a while.
Orlando still felt her gaze on him as she stepped closer, so he met her eyes for a moment with an apologetic smile, “sorry the names Morten…” he didn’t finish the name because at that second he spotted the older man over her left shoulder. He was sitting at the large wooden bar next to an older couple who had obviously had many years together under their belts…no orli don’t think about belts and taking them off and pants and shirts…especially the black casual jacket that Viggo wore that covered what looked to be a vest in the same color and underneath holding his strong tan chest captive was a white shirt. The night hadn't even begun yet and the young Brit was already wondering how quickly he could divest that handsome hunk of his annoying clothing, setting his glorious body free again...to do with as he pleased.
The Dane hadn't noticed his young friend checking him out even as Orlando's eyes moved to his busy hand and what he was doing with it to his wine glass, which was nonchalantly torturing the clear vessel by slowly orbiting the lip with a gentle trace of his fingertip; at least to everyone else’s eyes that's what it seemed but to Orlando’s his touch was sweetly seductive, not unlike the wine that filled it. Contemplation was set on the Dane’s face as his digit continued it’s seemingly endless journey, making the young Brit’s mind wonder at how that hand would feel sliding along his body and…
“Young man…are you okay?” the women inquired worriedly with a light touch of her hand to his arm making the Brit jump slightly, feeling definitely enraptured all he could get out of his mouth as he turned back to her was a weak, huh?”
But her words floated quickly away as he returned his gaze to Viggo who was now staring directly at him with all consuming blue eyes, suddenly time seemed to stop as well as all sounds and movement around him; and Orlando practically melted under the older man’s examination. The Dane smiled as he held his glass up in acknowledgement that he was there, making the small lines around his eyes dance and Orlando’s heart jump. Then the object of his desire’s brought the glass to his lips and took a quick sip of its burgundy contents then set the glass down, afterwards he rose gracefully from his stool and started to saunter toward him as if in slow motion.
The clicking of his shoes on the tile floor and the jingle of the Dane's keys in his pocket as the man casually played with them were the only noises that reached Orlando's ears, as he neared the Brit squeezed his eyes shut in anticipation until the telling sounds stopped and were replaced by a warm breath and soft sigh on his cheek. He swallowed nervously as a large hand lightly brushed through his chestnut curls to cup the back of his neck and give it a gentle squeeze then pull him slightly forward. As the Brit let his body be maneuvered he opened his delicious brown orbs to find Viggo's face just inches away from his, his gorgeous full lips stained red from his wine and slightly parted.
“Beautiful Orli” whispered endearments against his skin, a prelude to the taking of his mouth in a kiss so incredibly soft and sensual that it took the Brit’s breath causing him to tremble noticeably.
“Hold on baby the nights just begun...and I want it to last forever” the words left Viggo's lips as quietly as a sigh even while a single tear wet his tanned cheek, his hand that had been cradling the younger man’s neck now running through his soft dark curls. In return all Orli could manage to do was lay his head lightly upon the Dane’s broad familiar shoulder, his feelings stirred beyond anything that he had felt before. In that instant Orlando was blasted back to reality his noisy surroundings engulfing him only to find the women still touching his arm, it seemed several minutes had passed but in real time it must have only been seconds because the young women didn't seem to notice his reverie; she was to busy pointing at the bar where Viggo was still sitting holding up his wine glass. The Brit let out a long cleansing breath to calm himself from his daydream, he nodded his thanks to the girl and walked slowly over to stand in front of his hopefully soon-to-be-lover, an endearing crooked smile enveloping his flushed face.
"Hi" they greeted simultaneously then both laughed quietly at how comfortable this awkward situation could have been until Viggo pulled him into one of his strong warm hugs, but this one was a little bit different it wasn't as strong it was more tender and loving, was this a hint of how this night would be and end Orlando hoped so...he prayed so...maybe daydreams can come true.
TBC
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“Damn!” Orlando frowned checking his watch again as he neared the establishment, who knew it would take him nearly three hours to get ready for dinner with Viggo. The Brit slowed to catch his breath and straighten his shirt before he entered the posh restaurant, this wasn’t just any dinner he felt it in his heart…this was going to be special.
“Hello and welcome…you seem to be in a rush are you meeting someone?” a slim, attractive women inquired pleasantly as she stopped beside him, but he was already eagerly scanning the restaurant for the man that held his heart.
“Uh…my b…” he had almost said boyfriend but that would be jumping the gun just a little seeing that this was their first official date, yes a real date he couldn’t believe Viggo had asked him out and he could hardly wait for him to finish his question for him to say yes. That was on Thursday morning meaning that he had fretted for two solid days about what to wear and waited until the last minute to make up his mind, in the end he wore a midnight blue shirt that the Dane had admired once and black pants his dark curls hopefully tamed at least for a while.
Orlando still felt her gaze on him as she stepped closer, so he met her eyes for a moment with an apologetic smile, “sorry the names Morten…” he didn’t finish the name because at that second he spotted the older man over her left shoulder. He was sitting at the large wooden bar next to an older couple who had obviously had many years together under their belts…no orli don’t think about belts and taking them off and pants and shirts…especially the black casual jacket that Viggo wore that covered what looked to be a vest in the same color and underneath holding his strong tan chest captive was a white shirt. The night hadn't even begun yet and the young Brit was already wondering how quickly he could divest that handsome hunk of his annoying clothing, setting his glorious body free again...to do with as he pleased.
The Dane hadn't noticed his young friend checking him out even as Orlando's eyes moved to his busy hand and what he was doing with it to his wine glass, which was nonchalantly torturing the clear vessel by slowly orbiting the lip with a gentle trace of his fingertip; at least to everyone else’s eyes that's what it seemed but to Orlando’s his touch was sweetly seductive, not unlike the wine that filled it. Contemplation was set on the Dane’s face as his digit continued it’s seemingly endless journey, making the young Brit’s mind wonder at how that hand would feel sliding along his body and…
“Young man…are you okay?” the women inquired worriedly with a light touch of her hand to his arm making the Brit jump slightly, feeling definitely enraptured all he could get out of his mouth as he turned back to her was a weak, huh?”
But her words floated quickly away as he returned his gaze to Viggo who was now staring directly at him with all consuming blue eyes, suddenly time seemed to stop as well as all sounds and movement around him; and Orlando practically melted under the older man’s examination. The Dane smiled as he held his glass up in acknowledgement that he was there, making the small lines around his eyes dance and Orlando’s heart jump. Then the object of his desire’s brought the glass to his lips and took a quick sip of its burgundy contents then set the glass down, afterwards he rose gracefully from his stool and started to saunter toward him as if in slow motion.
The clicking of his shoes on the tile floor and the jingle of the Dane's keys in his pocket as the man casually played with them were the only noises that reached Orlando's ears, as he neared the Brit squeezed his eyes shut in anticipation until the telling sounds stopped and were replaced by a warm breath and soft sigh on his cheek. He swallowed nervously as a large hand lightly brushed through his chestnut curls to cup the back of his neck and give it a gentle squeeze then pull him slightly forward. As the Brit let his body be maneuvered he opened his delicious brown orbs to find Viggo's face just inches away from his, his gorgeous full lips stained red from his wine and slightly parted.
“Beautiful Orli” whispered endearments against his skin, a prelude to the taking of his mouth in a kiss so incredibly soft and sensual that it took the Brit’s breath causing him to tremble noticeably.
“Hold on baby the nights just begun...and I want it to last forever” the words left Viggo's lips as quietly as a sigh even while a single tear wet his tanned cheek, his hand that had been cradling the younger man’s neck now running through his soft dark curls. In return all Orli could manage to do was lay his head lightly upon the Dane’s broad familiar shoulder, his feelings stirred beyond anything that he had felt before. In that instant Orlando was blasted back to reality his noisy surroundings engulfing him only to find the women still touching his arm, it seemed several minutes had passed but in real time it must have only been seconds because the young women didn't seem to notice his reverie; she was to busy pointing at the bar where Viggo was still sitting holding up his wine glass. The Brit let out a long cleansing breath to calm himself from his daydream, he nodded his thanks to the girl and walked slowly over to stand in front of his hopefully soon-to-be-lover, an endearing crooked smile enveloping his flushed face.
"Hi" they greeted simultaneously then both laughed quietly at how comfortable this awkward situation could have been until Viggo pulled him into one of his strong warm hugs, but this one was a little bit different it wasn't as strong it was more tender and loving, was this a hint of how this night would be and end Orlando hoped so...he prayed so...maybe daydreams can come true.
TBC
All Comements Will Be Welcomed and Very Appreciated...We All Like To That Our Work Was Enjoyed Or Not..Cheers