Cookies and Cream?

Warning: Major flufflyness. May be slightly OOC. Random fiction that somehow turned two well respected actors into gossiping label queens and giggling school girls. Read at your own risk!
Disclaimer: I don't personally know either of the two gentlemen mentioned in this story. Nor am I making any claims to their sexuality. I'm but a humble artist having some fun with two extremely talented actors.
Note: This was simply an idea I had and thought I'd go with it. A fic. about sexy gay men and ice cream. Thanks Meg, for the beta! Read and review if you'd like. I hope you enjoy! :)


"Where is he?" he thought to himself in worry. It had been exactly thirty minutes he'd been standing there, waiting for his date. They had planned this a few weeks ago, right after the movie and dinner they'd seen.

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He remembered them giggling like school girls, sunk in their seats, tossing bits of popcorn at each other and tickling each other when no one was looking. "Ssshh! Stop it Orli, or we're going to get kicket oft of here!" He had giggled, hands clasped over his own grin, eyes alight. The brunette inches away was smiling, and flicked another popcorn kernel at him.

"You're no fun sometimes, you know that right?" Craig mock gasped, placing a hand over his heart dramatically.

"Well then..! You can pay for the next movie, mister!"

Another giggle emitted from Orlando's curved lips, leaning close to whisper in his boyfriend’s ears. "Alright...but you get to buy us ice cream!" Turning to look at the younger man, he saw mischief glimmering wickedly in those chocolate hues. Uh oh, that was trouble andknewknew it. Before he could think of some witty response or threat, the younger man had kissed him on the cheek, then scooted away into the next seat.

Craig just sat there, watching his lovers antics with interest. All of a sudden, the theatre lights went up and the credits were rolling. He wasn't even aware they had missed half the movie, involved in - other activities. He leaned over the seat, trying to grab Orli's pants sleeve, but the man just smiled and wiggled free. Jumping to his feet, he cast a look back to Craig, made a face then said "You're going to have to catch me!" and was out of the movie theatre before he blinked.

"He's not the only one who was blessed with Elvin techniques! Hey, come back here!" With that, he scampered to his feet and began running down the halls a few yards behind Orlando's retreating form.

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So here he was, keeping his promise to buy the guy of his dreams that ice cream he wanted. He even got all dressed up in his finest too! A purple silk shirt, with dark blue tight fit jeans, black boots adorning his feet, his favorite pendant hanging around his neck and a few earthy bracelets completed the ensemble. He even put on that special cologne Orli. seemed to like so much - the one that smelled like sandalwood and pine trees. It must of reminded him of the days when they were oe fie filming set. He missed those a lot as well. It was lucky for him that Orli. was interested in him in equal turn, or his heart would really hurt from the loss of such a beautiful creature. In his peaceful reserve, he didn't notice someone was sneaking up behind him until...

"Boo!" the person shouted close to Craig's ear. The shorter man gave a jump, whirling around to come face to face with a grinning Orli. "I got you!"

Taking some deep breaths, he cooled his expression, mock glaring at his love. "Yes you did, but you're late!"

Orli's grin grew some, taking a step back as that familiar sparkle shined in his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. I was running late to surprise you with this! So, what do you think?" With that, Orlando did a small spin, showing off his latest outfit. It didn't look half bad, Craig thought to himself. The lanky kid was wearing a white shirt with a black jacket and matching tight black jeans, polished boots, and the usual jewelry finished off his attire.

Smiling, Craig gave a small whistle then wrapped his arm around the boys waist. "You look absolutely stunning, love." With a kiss to his cheek, and a chuckle in return, the two made their way into the ice cream parlor.

Once inside, they spotted a two seats off in the corner by a window. They exchanged a look and smiled, Orli. volunteering first. "I'll get it!" So Craig waited in line to purchase their sweet treats, hoping to cool off some in the setting sun. Meanwhile, Orlando sat swinging around in the rotating seat, legs out in front of him, one arm propped up on the table's edge waiting. A few minutes later, Craig returned with two soft served ice cream cups. "Oh shit, I forgot the spoons and napkins. Could you go get those?" he asked nicely. Orli. raised an eyebrow, then sighed. Pushing himself to his feet, he trotted across the room to retrieve said forgotten items and returned, plopping down unceremoniously.

Dunking his spoon into the ice cream cup, he offered the other to the man across from him. When Craig made to reach for it, Orli. drew it back playfully. Craig mock scowled, continuing to reach for the spoon that danced just out of his reach. Glaring icy blues at soft brown hues across from his, he muttered "You're such a tease." When that tactic didn't help, he gave up. Slumping back into his seat, arms folded across his chest pouting. Orli. sighed, "Oh alright, no need to pout over it," then dunked the spoon into the waiting cup. With that, Craig grabbed his cup and took a big bite out of the ice cream. Orli watched on, amused then outright laughed at the look on his boyfriend's face. "That's what you get for showing off!"

Craig tried to gulp, shaking his head to the s ". "...damn brain freezes!" he growled.

Several minutes had passed, and they were chatting about the recent movies they'd seen. Magazine articles that were interesting, cds worth a listen and the newest flavor of mocha frappachino they'd tasted. "But Angelina Jolie was so kick ass in the Tomb Raider! She was all karate chop, hiiiiee--yah! and wam-bam-slam! Killed the bad guys and returned the stolen box. Hands clean. All in a days work."

Craig grinned and Orli. nodded enthusiastically, " That's what I thought when I saw it the first few times! She's so cool!" Craig added, "Don't forget her fashion sense!"

Or which celebrity they thought was hotter. Currently, Gale Harold was on their Top 5 Lists. Right next to Keena Reeves and above Collin Ferral. "Alright, what about Joan Jett?" Orli. was asking.

Craig looked thoughtful, then laughed. "Who's that?"

Orli. gaped for a moment, eyes wide. "Who's Joan Jett? She was one of the coolest female rockers in the early 80's! Didn't you listen to New Wave, man?"

Craig grinned, shaking his head to the side. "Not really, I was off in Fiji, remember?"

Orli. just stared, then shook his head. "You need some culture!"

Which Craig retorted, "You're one to speak, Nancy boy."

"Oh shut up!" Orli. gushed, throwing a wadded napkin at him.

The newest topics that flourished any passerby’s ears would be their favorite label designers, most tropical vacationing spots and best selling authors on the market. It seemed our dear Parker had a vampire fetish, which Orli. wholly returned. "It must be the romantic in me," he wistful signed. Craig snorted, "..you're ego almost rivals mine, love!"

Yet again the gossip machine was rolling, and the next topic was thrown onto the table. Newest trends stretching throughout Europe, their favorite band members on tour and the best tasting ice cream flavors created. "You don't understand Craig, it's so good!" Orli was whining.

Craig just smirked, letting his love ramble on about whatever. "I never was one for chunky monkey anyway," he'd responded.

"But you like banana and coconut, right?" Orli. looked hopeful and that made Craig break into a fit of giggles.

"Love, I'm fruity, but not that much!"

Orli. just leaned forward laughing too. "What? I know you like strawberries and cream!"

Craig looked thoughtful, taking another bite out of his half devoured ice cream cup. "Yeah, and you like peaches and cream too."

Orli nodded, twirling around the tip of his spoon. "So you like rocky road."

Craig smirked, " And I remember you like mint and chip."

Orli. took another bite, " Yes, I do! It's my second favorite next to chocolate."

"I prefer chocolate chip cookie dough."

"Are you serious? What about butter-pecan?"

"No way, only old people eat that stuff."

"Very true. So um...what about black cherry?"

"That's a little to tangy for me. Do you like snicker doodle?"

"Yeah! But onn bln blizzards. Those are SO good!"

"Hehe, glad you agree. Alright, what about bubble gum?!"

"Oooo yeah, the little chewy pieces are so yummy!"

Craig laughed loud at that one. Here Orlando Bloom was, this new Hollywood heart throb and supposed lady charmer and he was giggling about ice cream and bubble gum. Things couldn't get any richer.

"Gods, I'm afraid of the big debate question: Which Baskin Robin's 31 Flavors are the best?" At this Orli. doubled over in laughter, Craig right behind them. People in the shop probably thought they were both cracked or even high. But they didn't care. They were having the best time of their lives and that's all that mattered to them.

"Oh, how about this one! Rainbow sprinkles?"

"Definitely, and the Nerd's are the best too."

"Yeap, I like the sour strawberry and blueberry ones."

"Well dun, who likes grape flavored anyway?"

"Hm, what about shake flavors? Vanilla, Chocolate or Strawberry?"

"Chocolate!!!!" they both said at the same time, earning them both grins and more laughter.

Orli. recovered first. "Hm...I think we forgot cookies and cream?"

"That's a good observation, we did"

"So what do you think?"

"About cookies and cream?"

"Yes!"

"It's one of my personal favorites."

"Really now?"

"Uh oh, here comes trouble..."

Orli. swatted his boyfriends arm, making him accidentally spill the last of the ice cream onto the counter. They both looked to the dripping sticky mess, then back to each other. Orli. smiled sheepishly, batting his puppy dog eyes. "Sorry, I'll go get some more napkins."

Craig seemed to consider this for a moment. Then as quick as the thought had came, he dipped one elegant digit into the melting pool of sweet stickiness and wiped it across Orli's cheek. Orli. stopped mid-stance, turning back to Craig with curiosity flickering threw his eyes. "Oh dear, would you look at that. You have some ice cream on your face." Orli. slowly sat down, keeping his eyes trained on the older man across from him. "..you better come clean it up then." Craig grinned, leaning over the table, with Orli. leaning in close as well.

Right when Craig was about to kiss him, Orli swiped some ice cream over his lower nose and mouth. Craig stopped, looking quizzically and Orli. smirked. "Oops! Looks like the ice cream attacked you too!" Craig just stared, then started laughing. Orli. grinned, never breaking eye contact. When the laughter slowly subsided, they leaned closer together, noses inches apart. Orli. glanced down to thotickticky lips below his, then back up to the clear pools that belonged to the man he loved.

Without waiting for a response, he let his velvety tongue lick a hot trail down Craig's face, until reaching those sensuous lips he claimed as his own. Craig almost moaned aloud at the contact, giving Orli. more access to the moisvernvern their tongues were dueling within. He reached under the table, trailing his fingertips over the side of the other mans leg, caressing his thigh. Orli. deepened the kiss, tilting his head some, one hand going to gently cup the side of Craig's cheek. Leaning closer still, Craig pulled the boy closer to his face, burying his hands in the dark curly locks of hair presented to him. They stayed like this some time, just touching and kissing and being in the moment. When oxygen was necessary, they reluctantly drew apart.


In those moments their eyes were locked, trying to breath, everything they were feelings and trying to say but couldn't was read and understood. That's what true love was all about.

When Orli. had gained his breath back first, he gave a wheezed chuckle, Craig grinning in return. Breathing out a sigh, Orli. glanced down to the mess they'd made. Scratching his forehead, he picked up some napkins then started whipping up the mess. Craig followed suit and in no time, everything was clean again. They both stood up and threw away the remains of their desserts, smiling and giggling as they went.

"That was really fun! We should do this again really soon."

"Heh, but of course. So where are we off to next?"

"Um...Disneyland? I've been dying to go on "The Pirates of the Caribbean" ride for ages now!"

Craig chuckled, drawing Orli. close. Leaning into Craig, their fingers intertwined, they began walking down the street.

"Hm...I think we can do that."

"Hehe, yay. You know I love you, right?"

"Yes, you too. But...next week you're taking us sky diving mister!"

"What? Aww...I just did that a few days ago!"

"Hey! No ifs and or- "

"But I thought you liked my bum?" To emphasize, he wiggled it.

Craig smirked, nodding. "I do, but still! We're going sky diving and that's that, " he sounded all regal.

Orli. sighed, nodding then smiled. "Alright! Alright! But then the following week we're going to Knott's!"

Craig furrowed his eyebrows, looking to his younger lover. "What do you think I am, a money tree?"

Orli. giggled. "Better than an Ent!"

Craig just sighed. He knew when he was defeated. "Be nice, or I'll shove you into a cave and we both knows how elves react.."

Orli. kissed Craig then, shutting him up. "Shush! You talk too mu-!"

Craig was more than happy to comply, shutting him up the most efficient way he knew how.


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