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The Fellowship Online (8/?)
Title: The Fellowship Online (8/?)
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insanity21
Rating: NC-17 – At long last!
Pairing: Billy/Viggo, implied SeanB/Elijah, and others later, but you’ll have to wait to find out which ones!
Summary: Billy wants Viggo, Viggo wants Billy… it’s simple – surely?
Beta:confuddledone
Disclaimer: Do I know them? Uh, no. Did this happen? Uh, no. If it really had happened would I have liked to watch it? HELL YEAH!
Feedback: Please, I would love it and be eternally grateful!
X-posted to: My journal,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
billyviggofellowshippers fellow_shippers
Previous Chapters Here
A/N I forgot to mention that the song in the previous part was 'On a Night Like This' By Kylie Minogue (A famous Australian singer who's big in the UK, not sure about in the US)
And I'm sorry this part has taken so long and is a bit short, maybe I'll go back and rewrite it in a while, but writers block and real life have combined to make my life a bitch over the last couple of weeks, hopefully I'll have more time soon!
PART 8
The door hadn’t finished slamming behind them when Viggo restarted his assault on Billy’s mouth. Billy gasped into the kiss as the older man kicked the front door of his flat shut, allowing his tongue to find it’s way into the younger man’s mouth. Billy’s hands went to Viggo’s shoulders when he felt the wall pressing against his back, and Viggo’s body pressing his back against the wall. Viggo’s hands gripped his hips, pulling their erections to rub together eliciting a moan from Billy’s mouth as he arched his body to increase contact with Viggo. When they pulled apart, both gasping for breath, Viggo’s hands were never idle. They drew patterns on his hips through the fabric of his trousers, before moving under his shirt to graze over the skin they found there. It was the barest of touches, but it set Billy’s skin aflame like no one else ever had. Still, he felt he needed to tell Viggo the one thing which was on his mind.
“Viggo…” It came out as a half moan, sounding far more breathy that he’d meant it to, “Viggo!” He caught the other man’s wrist with his hand so that he could focus on what he was trying to say without the distraction, pleasant as it was, “I’ve never…” He trailed off, looking down at their hands unable to look the older man in the eye, “I’ve never slept with a man before.”
His tongue darted out to moisten his suddenly dry lips, when Viggo lifted a hand to raise his chin so their eyes met.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he assured the younger man, “Do you like me touching you?” His voice was husky but reassuring, as he gently brushed his hand, which Billy had now released, over the other man’s crotch.
“God yes,” Billy gasped, shifting his hips forward trying to recapture that delicious friction.
“Then how about we start from there and see where it goes,” With a grin Viggo recaptured his lips for a short kiss before murmuring, “This goes no further than you’re comfortable with, I promise”
Billy relaxed, trusting Viggo enough to know that he meant what he said. Yielding into the artist’s touch he moved his own hands to rest on Viggo’s shirt, toying with the buttons there, unsure as to whether he should undo them or not. Viggo smiled at the nervousness in the gesture, bringing Billy’s lips to his in another searing kiss. Viggo’s hands went to his hips then around his back, pulling the younger man’s pliant body against his. When they parted, Viggo’s hands remained at the small of his back, holding them together, “Bedroom?” he murmured against his neck.
Billy nodded, not trusting his voice to work at that moment. Viggo claimed his lips again, walking him backwards until he felt a door handle against his back. Viggo’s hands working under the Scot’s shirt to caress the skin beneath it, as Billy fumbled to open the door into the bedroom. Viggo’s arm tightened around him, supporting him as the door fell open behind him.
When the kiss broke, Billy pulled away and looked around the room as he caught his breath. Every surface was cluttered with paints, photographs and general mess, but it was the bed which caught his attention. The bed itself was the only clear surface in the room but the bedspread was splattered with paint, reds, yellows and oranges. Seeing where Billy’s gaze had fallen, Viggo stood behind him and rested his hands on the younger man’s forearms as he murmured in his ear, “I’d like to make love to you with my mouth, to map and explore every inch of your body with my hands and my tongue, will you allow me that pleasure?”
Billy shuddered against him, turning to face the older man. He paused long enough to whisper, “God, yes,” before reaching up to capture his mouth in a passionate kiss. Tongues met, and Viggo drew his own back into his mouth, encouraging Billy to take the lead. Billy’s arms wrapped around Viggo’s neck, while Viggo’s began to undo the buttons on Billy’s shirt one by one. Billy stepped back towards the bed, pulling Viggo with him, unwilling to relinquish his mouth until the feeling of the bed against the back of his legs made him fall back against it. He crawled back to the headboard as Viggo climbed onto the bed, his mouth seeking Billy’s as his fingers made quick work of the last few buttons on the younger actor’s shirt.
Straddling Billy’s thighs, Viggo urged the younger man back against the pillow as he pushed the shirt off his shoulders. Billy felt his cock harden as Viggo’s eyes roamed over his chest, his own hands moving to the older actors shirt.
Viggo’s fingers brushed gently over Billy’s chest, tangling in the smattering of hair he found there. His hands moved softly, reverently, over the contours of the younger man, only pausing in his ministrations long enough for Billy to slip the shirt down the American’s arms once the buttons were undone. His hands traced the muscles, well defined after months of sword training, noting every sound, every whimper that left Billy’s mouth.
“You’re so beautiful,” He murmured as Billy arched against his touch when he brushed a thumb over his nipple, repeating the action to watch the younger man’s head fall back as a moan escaped his mouth. He leaned forward to kiss Billy’s neck, both men moaning as their chests came together, skin moving against skin. Billy rocked his hips up, his hardness rocking against the older man’s hip bone as he whimpered.
“Please, need…” He gasped as Viggo’s fingers brushed the other nub of flesh. He’d been aching for the American actor since long before they entered the club, and now he felt as if he would fall apart if Viggo didn’t touch him where he needed it most.
Taking pity on Billy, Viggo abandoned his exploration of Billy’s chest and moved his hands to unbutton the younger man’s trousers. Easing the zip down, he captured Billy’s mouth in a powerfully bruising kiss as he reached into his trousers, taking the Scot’s length in his hand. Running his thumb up the underside of his cock, he delighted in the other man’s reactions
Billy shuddered, arching as he groaned, “Viggo… Close…”
Viggo sped up his touches, wrapping his hand around Billy’s length to pump it, his eyes locking with Billy’s green ones as Viggo’s name fell from his lips and the younger man came, covering Viggo’s hand in the pearly liquid. Viggo continued to squeeze the other man’s length as he drew out the orgasm, Billy still breathless when he drew his hands up to his lips and licked each finger clean before leaning in to kiss Billy, allowing him to taste himself in the older man’s mouth.
Viggo drew two more orgasms out of the younger man that night, worshipping his body with his hands and tongue in ways that he’d never dreamed of. Viggo would always remember the taste of Billy in his mouth, the way his eyes darkened to emerald before he came, and the way sounds he made when he licked the sensitive spot behind his knee. Billy would never forget the feel of Viggo’s mouth around his length, wet and warm, like sweet heaven. He would never forget the way Viggo had touched and tasted him, taking him over the edge twice before he finally came with Billy the third time, the two men collapsing on the bed. Both would forget the murmured words which spilled unintentionally from one man’s mouth as they drifted off, and neither would ever remember who said them.
“Love you”
TO:bladesbean@yahoo.co.uk
FROM: dawhenham@rings.net
SUBJECT: Report (Cont.)
Observation 1: Viggo and Billy left the club together
Observation 2: Billy was astoundingly happy this morning, even to the point of humming, “On a Night Like This”
Observation 3: Billy has refused to tell not only Elijah, but Astin, Orlando and even Dominic why it is that he’s so happy
Conclusion: Viggo and Billy are together!
Author:
insanity21Rating: NC-17 – At long last!
Pairing: Billy/Viggo, implied SeanB/Elijah, and others later, but you’ll have to wait to find out which ones!
Summary: Billy wants Viggo, Viggo wants Billy… it’s simple – surely?
Beta:
confuddledoneDisclaimer: Do I know them? Uh, no. Did this happen? Uh, no. If it really had happened would I have liked to watch it? HELL YEAH!
Feedback: Please, I would love it and be eternally grateful!
X-posted to: My journal,
billyviggofellowshippers fellow_shippersPrevious Chapters Here
A/N I forgot to mention that the song in the previous part was 'On a Night Like This' By Kylie Minogue (A famous Australian singer who's big in the UK, not sure about in the US)
And I'm sorry this part has taken so long and is a bit short, maybe I'll go back and rewrite it in a while, but writers block and real life have combined to make my life a bitch over the last couple of weeks, hopefully I'll have more time soon!
PART 8
The door hadn’t finished slamming behind them when Viggo restarted his assault on Billy’s mouth. Billy gasped into the kiss as the older man kicked the front door of his flat shut, allowing his tongue to find it’s way into the younger man’s mouth. Billy’s hands went to Viggo’s shoulders when he felt the wall pressing against his back, and Viggo’s body pressing his back against the wall. Viggo’s hands gripped his hips, pulling their erections to rub together eliciting a moan from Billy’s mouth as he arched his body to increase contact with Viggo. When they pulled apart, both gasping for breath, Viggo’s hands were never idle. They drew patterns on his hips through the fabric of his trousers, before moving under his shirt to graze over the skin they found there. It was the barest of touches, but it set Billy’s skin aflame like no one else ever had. Still, he felt he needed to tell Viggo the one thing which was on his mind.
“Viggo…” It came out as a half moan, sounding far more breathy that he’d meant it to, “Viggo!” He caught the other man’s wrist with his hand so that he could focus on what he was trying to say without the distraction, pleasant as it was, “I’ve never…” He trailed off, looking down at their hands unable to look the older man in the eye, “I’ve never slept with a man before.”
His tongue darted out to moisten his suddenly dry lips, when Viggo lifted a hand to raise his chin so their eyes met.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he assured the younger man, “Do you like me touching you?” His voice was husky but reassuring, as he gently brushed his hand, which Billy had now released, over the other man’s crotch.
“God yes,” Billy gasped, shifting his hips forward trying to recapture that delicious friction.
“Then how about we start from there and see where it goes,” With a grin Viggo recaptured his lips for a short kiss before murmuring, “This goes no further than you’re comfortable with, I promise”
Billy relaxed, trusting Viggo enough to know that he meant what he said. Yielding into the artist’s touch he moved his own hands to rest on Viggo’s shirt, toying with the buttons there, unsure as to whether he should undo them or not. Viggo smiled at the nervousness in the gesture, bringing Billy’s lips to his in another searing kiss. Viggo’s hands went to his hips then around his back, pulling the younger man’s pliant body against his. When they parted, Viggo’s hands remained at the small of his back, holding them together, “Bedroom?” he murmured against his neck.
Billy nodded, not trusting his voice to work at that moment. Viggo claimed his lips again, walking him backwards until he felt a door handle against his back. Viggo’s hands working under the Scot’s shirt to caress the skin beneath it, as Billy fumbled to open the door into the bedroom. Viggo’s arm tightened around him, supporting him as the door fell open behind him.
When the kiss broke, Billy pulled away and looked around the room as he caught his breath. Every surface was cluttered with paints, photographs and general mess, but it was the bed which caught his attention. The bed itself was the only clear surface in the room but the bedspread was splattered with paint, reds, yellows and oranges. Seeing where Billy’s gaze had fallen, Viggo stood behind him and rested his hands on the younger man’s forearms as he murmured in his ear, “I’d like to make love to you with my mouth, to map and explore every inch of your body with my hands and my tongue, will you allow me that pleasure?”
Billy shuddered against him, turning to face the older man. He paused long enough to whisper, “God, yes,” before reaching up to capture his mouth in a passionate kiss. Tongues met, and Viggo drew his own back into his mouth, encouraging Billy to take the lead. Billy’s arms wrapped around Viggo’s neck, while Viggo’s began to undo the buttons on Billy’s shirt one by one. Billy stepped back towards the bed, pulling Viggo with him, unwilling to relinquish his mouth until the feeling of the bed against the back of his legs made him fall back against it. He crawled back to the headboard as Viggo climbed onto the bed, his mouth seeking Billy’s as his fingers made quick work of the last few buttons on the younger actor’s shirt.
Straddling Billy’s thighs, Viggo urged the younger man back against the pillow as he pushed the shirt off his shoulders. Billy felt his cock harden as Viggo’s eyes roamed over his chest, his own hands moving to the older actors shirt.
Viggo’s fingers brushed gently over Billy’s chest, tangling in the smattering of hair he found there. His hands moved softly, reverently, over the contours of the younger man, only pausing in his ministrations long enough for Billy to slip the shirt down the American’s arms once the buttons were undone. His hands traced the muscles, well defined after months of sword training, noting every sound, every whimper that left Billy’s mouth.
“You’re so beautiful,” He murmured as Billy arched against his touch when he brushed a thumb over his nipple, repeating the action to watch the younger man’s head fall back as a moan escaped his mouth. He leaned forward to kiss Billy’s neck, both men moaning as their chests came together, skin moving against skin. Billy rocked his hips up, his hardness rocking against the older man’s hip bone as he whimpered.
“Please, need…” He gasped as Viggo’s fingers brushed the other nub of flesh. He’d been aching for the American actor since long before they entered the club, and now he felt as if he would fall apart if Viggo didn’t touch him where he needed it most.
Taking pity on Billy, Viggo abandoned his exploration of Billy’s chest and moved his hands to unbutton the younger man’s trousers. Easing the zip down, he captured Billy’s mouth in a powerfully bruising kiss as he reached into his trousers, taking the Scot’s length in his hand. Running his thumb up the underside of his cock, he delighted in the other man’s reactions
Billy shuddered, arching as he groaned, “Viggo… Close…”
Viggo sped up his touches, wrapping his hand around Billy’s length to pump it, his eyes locking with Billy’s green ones as Viggo’s name fell from his lips and the younger man came, covering Viggo’s hand in the pearly liquid. Viggo continued to squeeze the other man’s length as he drew out the orgasm, Billy still breathless when he drew his hands up to his lips and licked each finger clean before leaning in to kiss Billy, allowing him to taste himself in the older man’s mouth.
Viggo drew two more orgasms out of the younger man that night, worshipping his body with his hands and tongue in ways that he’d never dreamed of. Viggo would always remember the taste of Billy in his mouth, the way his eyes darkened to emerald before he came, and the way sounds he made when he licked the sensitive spot behind his knee. Billy would never forget the feel of Viggo’s mouth around his length, wet and warm, like sweet heaven. He would never forget the way Viggo had touched and tasted him, taking him over the edge twice before he finally came with Billy the third time, the two men collapsing on the bed. Both would forget the murmured words which spilled unintentionally from one man’s mouth as they drifted off, and neither would ever remember who said them.
“Love you”
TO:bladesbean@yahoo.co.uk
FROM: dawhenham@rings.net
SUBJECT: Report (Cont.)
Observation 1: Viggo and Billy left the club together
Observation 2: Billy was astoundingly happy this morning, even to the point of humming, “On a Night Like This”
Observation 3: Billy has refused to tell not only Elijah, but Astin, Orlando and even Dominic why it is that he’s so happy
Conclusion: Viggo and Billy are together!
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