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A Spy in the House of Love (1/1)
TITLE: A Spy in the House of Love
PART: 1/1
AUTHOR: Poor Napoleon; poornapoleon2000@yahoo.co.uk
PAIRING: Miranda Otto/Liv Tyler, Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom
CATEGORY/CONTENT: Girlslash, f/f, m/m, RPS
RATING: NC-17
SPOILERS: None.
SUMMARY: Liv and Miranda go for a walk in the woods - and what do they find?
FEEDBACK: Yes please.
DISCLAIMER: It's fiction. It never happened. After all, I pinched all this shagging off Gloria.
ARCHIVE: List archive only please.
THANKS: To![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
demelzagirl, for beta'ing in a good cause.
AUTHOR NOTES: My first RPS, and first m/m. Written for the divineviva_gloria. (This was originally intended as a later episode in the Miranda/Liv story I'm planning. I'll write the prequel soon, I promise.)
Miranda stood at the edge of the trees, kicking her heels. Film locations, by and large, are boring places to hang around if you're not actually filming. To tell the truth, they're boring places to hang around if you are filming. But this was different. Somewhere in this location there was Liv.
Miranda had been surprised when Liv had phoned her last night and suggested going up to the set, "and wear sensible shoes". Neither of them had scenes to film, so Miranda had thought, hoped even, that they might spend the day investigating local shops, restaurants, scenery; and then, once they'd run out of those, exploring each other. But Liv had wanted to go up to the filming, and sounded keen. And Miranda knew by now that she could deny the American nothing, not once Liv had set her mind on it.
"Miranda, there you are!" Liv's voice carried across the temporary complex of film gear and technicians.
"How are you?" Liv was dressed in casual suit and t-shirt. All were in sylvan colours, the kind that would melt into the background if they were in forest. Which they practically were. The suit both concealed and accentuated Liv's body.
Miranda's mouth went dry. It was at moments like this that she really had to try hard to remind herself that only two nights ago, she - yes her, Miranda - had held this beautiful creature naked within her arms.
"So, what do you want to do? We'll just be in the way up here."
"Don't worry, we won't be in the way," said Liv, and she strode off into the forest. Well, that explained the sensible shoes. Miranda followed, admiring the lithe young figure as they climbed deeper into the forest.
"Where are we going?" she asked once, but Liv shushed her, and she didn't ask again.
As they reached the top of a small hill, Liv turned round and said, "Be very, very quiet." She started to tiptoe with almost exaggerated care through the undergrowth. The afternoon sunlight drifted between the trees and gave the location an air of unreality.
Liv had now dropped back, and was level with, if not slightly behind, Miranda. Up ahead she could see two male figures, both tall, one heavily built and dark-haired, one blond and light of frame. It took a moment before her conscious mind told her this was Viggo and Orli, in full costume as Aragorn and Legolas. Clearly they were taking a quick break from filming. Narrow bars of sunlight passed in front and behind them.
Miranda was on the point of calling out to them when the two figures moved closer together. Orlando held Viggo's upper arms, and looked deep into his fellow actor's eyes, while Viggo placed his hands on Orli's elbows. They spoke softly to each other, then they kissed. They kissed!
Miranda's mouth was open to make some comment when Liv's palm went across her face. Her other arm snaked around the older woman's waist, and she kissed Miranda behind the ear.
"Shhhhhhh," she breathed.
Miranda leaned back into Liv's body. She lost herself in sensation - the taste of Liv's hand on her lips, Liv's breath on the back of her neck, and the visual treat before her.
Orli had loosened Viggo's breeches, and pulled them down to his knees. For a moment there was the amusing sight of Aragorn, heir of Isildur, wearing Calvin Klein underpants, but then those were dragged down, revealing his well-muscled behind.
Orli knelt in front of Viggo. From where she was, she couldn't see exactly what was going on, but it didn't take much imagination to guess. Miranda had kissed Orli at one of the parties. He was a good kisser, and she suspected he was good with his tongue in other ways.
A light breeze came up, and rustled the undergrowth. Miranda felt both close to the activity in front of her and very far away. Without really being aware that she was doing it, her hand drifted over her waistband. The top button of her jeans was undone - when had that happened? Had Liv done that? She slipped her fingers inside her jeans, and inside the cotton material of her knickers.
Viggo's hips started to buck. At once, Legolas - why did she think of him as that? It was Orli - Orli backed off and stood up. He put his hands on Viggo's shoulders and pushed him down to the ground. As he lay on his back, Legolas pulled his breeches and boots right off.
Miranda could now see Aragorn's cock clearly for the first time, as it rose above his belly. Then Orli removed his own trousers, and she could see his erection. Where Viggo was thick-set and muscular, Legolas was sinewy and long.
Legolas knelt between Aragorn's open knees. He spat on his hand, and reached down to his lover's anus. Then he lifted Viggo's buttocks, and as Aragorn put his knees over Orli's shoulders, the elf thrust forward. Miranda could plainly see his erection as it entered Viggo, and the little grimace on Viggo's face before he became accustomed to the intrusion.
Orli built up the speed of his thrusts. The sun glinted off the long blond elven locks. As he approached his own orgasm, he seized Aragorn's cock, to help Viggo to his. Miranda's fingers, sticky with vaginal juices, were rubbing hard around her clitoris. Liv's hand had moved inside Miranda's shirt, and was pinching her nipple.
Legolas came first, with a quiet grunt. Then semen spurted from Viggo's cock, over his belly and the tails of his shirt. Miranda bit Liv's hand to stifle her own orgasm.
She leant against Liv, eyes closed. When she opened them again, the two men had dressed, and tidied themselves up. They spoke quietly to one another, stood, and walked back towards the set.
When they were out of sight, Liv said, "So, did you enjoy your surprise?"
"It was certainly unexpected. How long have you known about this?"
"A while. I guess there's something in the air down here, huh?" Liv rested a hand lightly on Miranda's bottom.
"How did you know they'd be up here?"
"I took a chance. New love takes every chance it can get, doesn't it?" Liv moved her hand up to Miranda's shoulders, and kissed her lightly on the nose.
Miranda asked Liv, "So, did we just see Viggo and Orli having sex, or Aragorn and Legolas?"
"Yes. Both." Liv walked around in a small circle, slipping off her jacket. "This is a magical place, and magical things can happen here."
"And when we make love, is it Miranda and Liv, or Éowyn and Arwen fucking?"
"If we're naked, can anyone tell?" Liv was already unbuttoning Miranda's shirt and sliding it over her shoulders.
* * *
A short distance away, in the shadow of a tree, Viggo and Orli held each other close, hand in the other's lap, as they watched Liv and Miranda.
PART: 1/1
AUTHOR: Poor Napoleon; poornapoleon2000@yahoo.co.uk
PAIRING: Miranda Otto/Liv Tyler, Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom
CATEGORY/CONTENT: Girlslash, f/f, m/m, RPS
RATING: NC-17
SPOILERS: None.
SUMMARY: Liv and Miranda go for a walk in the woods - and what do they find?
FEEDBACK: Yes please.
DISCLAIMER: It's fiction. It never happened. After all, I pinched all this shagging off Gloria.
ARCHIVE: List archive only please.
THANKS: To
demelzagirl, for beta'ing in a good cause.AUTHOR NOTES: My first RPS, and first m/m. Written for the divine
viva_gloria. (This was originally intended as a later episode in the Miranda/Liv story I'm planning. I'll write the prequel soon, I promise.)Miranda stood at the edge of the trees, kicking her heels. Film locations, by and large, are boring places to hang around if you're not actually filming. To tell the truth, they're boring places to hang around if you are filming. But this was different. Somewhere in this location there was Liv.
Miranda had been surprised when Liv had phoned her last night and suggested going up to the set, "and wear sensible shoes". Neither of them had scenes to film, so Miranda had thought, hoped even, that they might spend the day investigating local shops, restaurants, scenery; and then, once they'd run out of those, exploring each other. But Liv had wanted to go up to the filming, and sounded keen. And Miranda knew by now that she could deny the American nothing, not once Liv had set her mind on it.
"Miranda, there you are!" Liv's voice carried across the temporary complex of film gear and technicians.
"How are you?" Liv was dressed in casual suit and t-shirt. All were in sylvan colours, the kind that would melt into the background if they were in forest. Which they practically were. The suit both concealed and accentuated Liv's body.
Miranda's mouth went dry. It was at moments like this that she really had to try hard to remind herself that only two nights ago, she - yes her, Miranda - had held this beautiful creature naked within her arms.
"So, what do you want to do? We'll just be in the way up here."
"Don't worry, we won't be in the way," said Liv, and she strode off into the forest. Well, that explained the sensible shoes. Miranda followed, admiring the lithe young figure as they climbed deeper into the forest.
"Where are we going?" she asked once, but Liv shushed her, and she didn't ask again.
As they reached the top of a small hill, Liv turned round and said, "Be very, very quiet." She started to tiptoe with almost exaggerated care through the undergrowth. The afternoon sunlight drifted between the trees and gave the location an air of unreality.
Liv had now dropped back, and was level with, if not slightly behind, Miranda. Up ahead she could see two male figures, both tall, one heavily built and dark-haired, one blond and light of frame. It took a moment before her conscious mind told her this was Viggo and Orli, in full costume as Aragorn and Legolas. Clearly they were taking a quick break from filming. Narrow bars of sunlight passed in front and behind them.
Miranda was on the point of calling out to them when the two figures moved closer together. Orlando held Viggo's upper arms, and looked deep into his fellow actor's eyes, while Viggo placed his hands on Orli's elbows. They spoke softly to each other, then they kissed. They kissed!
Miranda's mouth was open to make some comment when Liv's palm went across her face. Her other arm snaked around the older woman's waist, and she kissed Miranda behind the ear.
"Shhhhhhh," she breathed.
Miranda leaned back into Liv's body. She lost herself in sensation - the taste of Liv's hand on her lips, Liv's breath on the back of her neck, and the visual treat before her.
Orli had loosened Viggo's breeches, and pulled them down to his knees. For a moment there was the amusing sight of Aragorn, heir of Isildur, wearing Calvin Klein underpants, but then those were dragged down, revealing his well-muscled behind.
Orli knelt in front of Viggo. From where she was, she couldn't see exactly what was going on, but it didn't take much imagination to guess. Miranda had kissed Orli at one of the parties. He was a good kisser, and she suspected he was good with his tongue in other ways.
A light breeze came up, and rustled the undergrowth. Miranda felt both close to the activity in front of her and very far away. Without really being aware that she was doing it, her hand drifted over her waistband. The top button of her jeans was undone - when had that happened? Had Liv done that? She slipped her fingers inside her jeans, and inside the cotton material of her knickers.
Viggo's hips started to buck. At once, Legolas - why did she think of him as that? It was Orli - Orli backed off and stood up. He put his hands on Viggo's shoulders and pushed him down to the ground. As he lay on his back, Legolas pulled his breeches and boots right off.
Miranda could now see Aragorn's cock clearly for the first time, as it rose above his belly. Then Orli removed his own trousers, and she could see his erection. Where Viggo was thick-set and muscular, Legolas was sinewy and long.
Legolas knelt between Aragorn's open knees. He spat on his hand, and reached down to his lover's anus. Then he lifted Viggo's buttocks, and as Aragorn put his knees over Orli's shoulders, the elf thrust forward. Miranda could plainly see his erection as it entered Viggo, and the little grimace on Viggo's face before he became accustomed to the intrusion.
Orli built up the speed of his thrusts. The sun glinted off the long blond elven locks. As he approached his own orgasm, he seized Aragorn's cock, to help Viggo to his. Miranda's fingers, sticky with vaginal juices, were rubbing hard around her clitoris. Liv's hand had moved inside Miranda's shirt, and was pinching her nipple.
Legolas came first, with a quiet grunt. Then semen spurted from Viggo's cock, over his belly and the tails of his shirt. Miranda bit Liv's hand to stifle her own orgasm.
She leant against Liv, eyes closed. When she opened them again, the two men had dressed, and tidied themselves up. They spoke quietly to one another, stood, and walked back towards the set.
When they were out of sight, Liv said, "So, did you enjoy your surprise?"
"It was certainly unexpected. How long have you known about this?"
"A while. I guess there's something in the air down here, huh?" Liv rested a hand lightly on Miranda's bottom.
"How did you know they'd be up here?"
"I took a chance. New love takes every chance it can get, doesn't it?" Liv moved her hand up to Miranda's shoulders, and kissed her lightly on the nose.
Miranda asked Liv, "So, did we just see Viggo and Orli having sex, or Aragorn and Legolas?"
"Yes. Both." Liv walked around in a small circle, slipping off her jacket. "This is a magical place, and magical things can happen here."
"And when we make love, is it Miranda and Liv, or Éowyn and Arwen fucking?"
"If we're naked, can anyone tell?" Liv was already unbuttoning Miranda's shirt and sliding it over her shoulders.
* * *
A short distance away, in the shadow of a tree, Viggo and Orli held each other close, hand in the other's lap, as they watched Liv and Miranda.