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Allo all! My first post here was FPS, (sorry!) so I deleted it, but I do have RPS fics as well. Here is one of them. I have another that is Orlando/Colin Farrell, with almost all the LOTR guys included, and one of the cast as Orlando's ex. Could anyone tell me if this is not the community for this?

Here is another fic. A LOTR short Involving Viggo and my favorite feature of his...

Title: A Certain Fetish
Author: Ylith
Rating: R? The only non NC-17 I have ever written
Pairing: Viggo/a sexy Brit

Viggo moaned as I kissed him with abandon. My lips moved lower on his face and soon they found their destination…
The cleft on Viggo’s chin.
God…how that cleft turned me on. I had seen Hidalgo seven times in the cinema so far just to see that perfect cleft in all of its shaved glory. That was the one thing about “Rings” that had gotten to me; he had to have that beard.
But now that cleft was all mine to do with as I pleased, and I licked it, drawing out another moan from the man. He ran his fingers through my hair and moaned my name.
I tongue fucked that cleft with vigor, stabbing at it with my hot tongue so frantically I thought I would come right there, while we still had all out fucking clothes on.
I decided to remedy that and unzipped his trousers and pulled out his hard cock. My own was aching, and through his sexual haze he managed to take out my throbbing sex as well. I fisted his intently. There was little tenderness in my actions. This, after all, was not about tenderness. This was about need, and right now, I wanted to have a fucking orgasm with Viggo’s hand on my dick and my tongue fucking his cleft.
He stroked me too, holding me in a death grip, my older lover eager to get me off as well. Such a considerate man.
I always joked about the fact that he was older than me, made fun of him for it. It was all in good fun though, and when we got into the bedroom, everything, especially age…seems to flutter into nonexistence.
Men are sexual beings after all, and we care about little else in moments of passion.
My orgasm was building, I could feel it, and I yanked him so hard I thought I would rip his cock off. He screamed my name as I tongued that crater of a dimple in his chin.
“Oh god!!!! Oh god…SEAN!!!!”
I came as well, but being British in a very refined, subtly animalistic way. I gave him one final lick before starting to take off our clothes. We after all had only had one orgasm each, and the night was young.
“So” I said. “Who fucks who first tonight?”
The End.

Hey, hope you all like it. No Orli this time, a first for me, but the boy needs his rest. Hope you enjoyed, review and tell me what you thought.