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Frozen Embers 2/2 Vig/Orli NC-17
Here is the conclusion.
Thank you for Reading
Frozen Embers
Part 2
By Akasha Elfwitch
For Namarie
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: NC-17
Beta (s): Tularia, thank you darling xoxoxo
AU/ADULT
Warnings: AU, angst, implied character death, and one Virgin Orli
A TINY bit of het
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: NC-17
Beta (s): Tularia, thank you darling xoxoxo
AU/ADULT
Warnings: AU, angst, implied character death, and one Virgin Orli
A TINY bit of het
Disclaimer: I do not claim to know these beautiful men. This is all made up in my mind, this never happened; I make no claim to know either actor’s sexual preference nor do I gain any profit from this endeavor. This is solely for entertainment purposes.
Feedback is appreciated akashaelfwitchvamp@comcast.net
Fanfiction: RPS
Synopsis: A Holiday tale based on the little Match Girl with a slashy twist.
Author’s Note: Based on the little Match Girl by H.C. Andersen
***
Orlando watched Viggo with interest. Orli was mesmerized by seeing his lips move as he read Dickens’ Christmas Carol out loud. How he wished he could just sample a small taste of those rosy lips just once. Orlando scolded himself for allowing his thoughts to turn lustful again.
“Am I boring you?” Viggo asked light-heartedly, folding the edge of the page over to mark his place.
“Boring me? No…” Orlando fidgeted with the bed covers, “Just distracted.”
“Oh? By what?” Viggo asked with some curiosity, a crooked smile played on his lips. That smile alone would be Orlando’s undoing.
“Is it midnight yet?” Orlando asked, hoping that would suffice for an answer.
“Never seen anyone so excited about New Year’s Eve before.” Viggo joked. “Seen children anxiously await Kris Kringle to bring them gifts on Christmas Eve…” He winked over at Orli with a twinkle in his eye.
Viggo glanced down at his pocket watch. “Hmm, just about...in just a few minutes, it will be a new year.” He leaned over to the side and popped open the champagne. Orli giggled merrily as Viggo handed him a glassful of champagne. “I’ve never had champagne before.” He wrinkled his nose playfully as the bubbles danced around the edge of the glass.
Viggo’s eyes widened with desire; the sight of Orlando holding the glass of champagne in his slender hand while his nightshirt fell lazily over his shoulder, exposing a perfect smooth shoulder whilst sitting on that king size bed was driving him to the brink of insanity.
Viggo cleared his throat, attempting conversation, “My father used to say if you made a wish on special holiday, it would come true.” His fingers absently traced the bottom of the glass.
“Mine has already come true.” Orli said softly, feeling his cheeks flush red.
Viggo raised an eyebrow inquisitively, “Mind if I ask what you wished for?”
Orli’s hand played with the bed sheets, twisting them. “Before I passed out on Christmas Eve, I could have swore I saw my mother; she died in a fire when I was small…anyways, I heard her tell me that I would be taken someplace warm, where I would have plenty of food and not have to worry about not having a job…strange, huh?” he looked up shyly at Viggo.
Viggo leaned in to whisper, “Maybe it was her hand that guided me to you. I never go past that way on my way home, *never*…but that night, I did.”
Outside they could hear the sounds of bells and whistles ringing in the night air signaling the New Year. “Happy New Year,” Viggo said softly as he clinked his glass with Orlando’s.
Orlando took a sip of the liquor and found that he liked the way it felt as it went down his throat, warming his insides. He licked his lips unknowingly aware of how seductive he looked to Viggo who immediately downed his drink in order to keep his composure.
“This is delicious…” Orli stated.
Viggo only nodded and served himself another glass.
***
They had finished the entire bottle of champagne and the hour was growing late. And though they had passed the last few hours laughing, flirting, and doing some subtle touching, Viggo thought it best to end the evening before he did something he would regret. He wrapped his arms around Orlando and held him in a tight embrace, “Good night, Orli. Until light of dawn...”
Orli felt his heart pounding madly against his chest; he did not want this magic moment to end. He felt his cheek rub against Viggo’s and it sent a shiver down his spine, he could no longer fight it. Risking everything he had gained, and surely influenced by the large amount of alcohol he had consumed, he gently brushed his lips against the older man’s. When Viggo did not flinch away, Orlando pressed a little harder, sealing his fate with a searing kiss.
Orlando’s entire body trembled as he felt his body awaken with desire, he had kissed other men and even some girls, but nothing, absolutely nothing compared to this kiss. It made his toes curl as he felt Viggo’s tongue delve into his mouth, exploring its depths and twisting his tongue around his own. Viggo tasted liked tobacco and sweet champagne and Orli drank in Viggo’s essence as if it were the finest of wines.
Orlando pulled Viggo on top of him, his fingers fumbling with Viggo’s buttons as the older man assaulted his senses with kisses traced down his neck and into his ear. Orli’s eyes fluttered shut and he moaned involuntarily as he felt Viggo’s hot breath trail around his lobe.
Viggo pulled the covers aside in order to gain better access to Orlando’s flesh, he wanted to stop, but his body had other ideas. His hand went up Orli’s nightshirt and his fingers gently traced circles alongside the younger man’s thighs. “I can stop now if you wish, I may not be able to later.” Viggo offered.
“No…don’t stop…” Orli responded devouring the man with a hungry and sloppy kiss. He tugged Viggo’s shirt past his shoulders, revealing a finely sculpted chest. Orlando ran his fingers through Viggo’s chest hair, carefully exploring this unseen territory; his eyes widened with wonder and desire as he felt Viggo gasp from his gentle touch.
Orlando leaned forwarded and pressed his lips to Viggo’s chest as he had wanted to do so earlier this evening. His teeth tenderly nipped at Viggo’s nipple and he loved the groan that murmured past Viggo’s lips as he carefully suckled at it.
Viggo managed to remove Orlando’s night shirt in one fell swoop and discarded the garment to the floor. His eyes looked admiringly at the smooth and slender naked body that lay beneath him. It had been so long since he had taken a lover and he felt overwhelmed with passion.
But it was more than lust he felt for Orlando he was sure of that, it may not as yet be love…or could it be? He cared so much for the younger man that it could just possibly be love.
Viggo lovingly caressed Orli’s face and he saw Orlando look up at him with pure affection. Orli’s cheeks were crimson red, he had never shared his body with any one before and he hoped Viggo did not think he committed to something like this lightly. He felt a connection with Viggo he could not explain and he knew it was not the alcohol that was affecting the sway of his heart. He knew he loved this man, because this man had shown him kindness unconditionally unlike anyone had ever shown him before. He did not want Viggo to think he was *rewarding* him with his body for said kindness.
“I’ve…I’ve never done this with anyone before…” he whispered into Viggo’s ear. “But I want you to know that I want it to be you and only you I do this with from now on…I don’t want this to be a one night stand…” he let the words linger, hoping he had not frightened away the doctor with his confession. His eyes searched Viggo’s face, desperately needing to feel loved and accepted.
Viggo felt his heart catch in his throat. He had hoped that Orlando wanted a relationship and he found himself at a loss for words. His heart swelled with newfound love at hearing that he would be the first and only in Orli’s life.
Viggo had been feeling desolate and depressed that night his carriage went past that unfamiliar street where he found Orlando. Had it been mere coincidence that he told his driver to take that road? Or was it something that had compelled him in that direction? Viggo had happened to glance out the window as he saw Orlando from the window of his carriage.
His first impression was that he had caught the glimpse of an angel, and then when he saw Orlando slump onto the sidewalk, he felt his chest tighten with fear. He did not think twice as he ordered the carriage to stop and made his way through the crowd to the younger man.
Viggo had been alone for so long that he had almost forgotten what it felt to be under the warmth of love’s embrace. Viggo swallowed back his own tears of joy; he tentatively reached out his hand and caressed Orlando’s soft cheek. He was speechless; he did not know how to express what was bursting in his heart.
Orli’s heart sank; Viggo had not responded. Perhaps all the doctor wanted was a simple night’s pleasure and did not know how to tell him. Orli felt his heart breaking, he knew he could not bear it if that were the case. Silence hung thick in the air and Orlando was afraid that he had said too much, tears gathered in his eyes. “Is this not what you want?” he asked, his voice shaking.
Viggo gently kissed Orli’s eyes. “More than you know. Don’t weep; there is no longer any need for tears. I won’t have it.” His fingers traced the outline of Orlando’s lips. “Do not be afraid, I won’t hurt you.”
Orlando smiled at the double meaning in Viggo’s words. Finally Orlando had found someone who loved him, he was no longer alone. Viggo placed a soft kiss on the tip of Orlando’s nose. “I have a reason to stay in London now…you,” he brushed Orli’s unruly hair out of his eyes. “Why do you think I asked you if you wanted to stay?”
Orli bit his lower lip as he laughed merrily. “I was hoping I had something to do with it…”
“You have *everything* to do with it.” Viggo continued to trail kisses down Orlando’s neck and bare shoulder; his other hand now sliding past Orlando’s hips. He pressed his knee against Orli, forcing the younger man to spread his legs.
Orli wrapped his legs around Viggo’s waist as he smothered Viggo in sloppy kisses. His fingers shook with anticipation as he unzipped Viggo’s pants and pulled free his erection. Viggo gasped as Orli’s fingers kneaded the hardened flesh. “Good god…” he moaned, his body writhing over Orlando.
Viggo pulled his pants the rest of the way off, not wanting to distract Orlando from the marvelous task he was doing. He placed another ardent kiss on Orlando’s lips before leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses down Orli’s torso. Orlando’s body responded lovingly, leaning into Viggo’s touch. Viggo’s hot mouth wrapped around Orlando’s member and he let out a loud groan showing his approval.
Orlando did not know what Viggo was doing, but he was enjoying it thoroughly. His hips began to move rhythmically to Viggo’s sucking. He felt a warm sensation grow from his belly to the tip of his organ, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. “Please, take me now…” he begged.
Viggo looked up at Orlando and smiled coquettishly, but did not cease his motions. Orlando grabbed Viggo’s hair and pulled on it as he felt a wonderful explosion overtake him; he came, moaning Viggo’s name.
Viggo swallowed down the sweet elixir, enjoying the feel of Orlando’s trembling body as he was brought over the edge. He drew Orlando into another kiss, his fingers now exploring the puckered little hole.
Orlando’s body jerked to attention, his head rolled back onto the pillows, his back arched and his hands clenched Viggo’s shoulders. “Oh god…” he moaned, delirious from pleasure.
Viggo inserted another digit and Orlando’s hips buckled anxiously as Viggo began to scissor his fingers, prepping and stretching the virgin entrance for his weeping member. Viggo’s hand blindly opened the drawer on the small table and fumbled around for lotion. When his hands stumbled across the bottle he yanked it out of the drawer.
He pulled his fingers out of Orlando and was met with a disgruntled mewing sound, “Don’t stop…” Orli pleaded, his hips grinding against Viggo’s hips. “Please…need you inside me…” Orli purred, spreading his legs further, inviting Viggo to take him.
Viggo almost dropped the lotion at the wondrous sight laid out before him. Orli’s eyes had darkened from desire as he eagerly awaited this last and most intimate embrace. “I’m not stopping, my pet…I’m preparing to enter you. I don’t want to hurt you.” He finally managed to coat his organ fully; it pressed eagerly against Orlando’s opening.
“Let me know if this hurts too much…” Viggo whispered tenderly as he gently slid into the tight sheath.
Orlando gasped both from pain and pleasure, he wasn’t sure which. Tears collected in the corner of his eyes from the pressure, but once Viggo began moving in and out of him, he felt himself lost to the delirium of ecstasy.
Orlando dug his fingernails into Viggo’s back as the thrusts, slow and deliberate awakened his member again; it laid against his stomach, rock hard once more. Orlando reached down and stroked his organ to the rhythm of their coupling.
Viggo raised Orlando’s hips a bit and managed to rub against his prostate. Orlando arched his back and began to immediately shout hallelujahs and praises in Viggo’s name, he writhing beneath Viggo with wanton desire. “Harder…faster…oh god…” he gasped as sweat collected on his brow. “Yes…that’s it…yes! Yes! Good god, yes!”
Viggo complied with his new lover’s wishes. He thrust faster, hitting Orli’s sweet spot again and again. Orlando loudly screamed Viggo’s name as ecstasy overtook him again. He exploded, feeling his seed spill all over his taut stomach and spurt over Viggo’s chest.
Viggo followed close behind, softly whispering Orlando’s name as he spilled his seed inside of Orlando. He collapsed wearily onto Orli’s chest. The younger man brought Viggo’s face to his and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
“I love you,” Viggo murmured contentedly. He rolled off Orlando and pulled Orli to him, wrapping his arms protectively around his new lover.
Orlando happily curled up next to him, “I love you, too.” He replied giving Viggo another soft kiss. Orli nuzzled against Viggo’s neck and shoulder and smiled.
He had finally found the warmth of home. And this man, Viggo, loved him…what more could he possible want? He knew he no longer had to fear being alone, friendless, or homeless. His mother *had* sent this angel to take care of him, it had not been an illusion.
Life was wonderful.
He fell asleep, peaceful and secure in Viggo’s arms.
***
Miranda and David peeked into Orlando’s bedroom and smiled at the sight of Orlando curled around Viggo. Miranda fought back tears of joy and placed her hand over her heart as she was taken in by the tender scene.
Her husband smiled down at her, a twinkle in his eyes. He softly closed the door, careful not wake them. “Looks like you got your wish; your brother will be staying in London after all.” He winked at Miranda.
She hugged David and placed a kiss on his lips, “And he found someone to love…he isn’t alone anymore. Vig has found someone that will care for him and love him; that’s what I truly wished.”
David caressed his wife’s soft cheek, “Come, we should let them enjoy their new found love. I’ll leave him a note stating we will be back for dinner…besides, we have celebrating of our own to do, hmm?” David wiggled his eyebrows mischievously.
He picked up Miranda in a graceful swoop and placed another tender kiss on her rosy lips.
Miranda giggled wrapping her arms around her husband’s neck as he carried her downstairs.
The end.
Thank you for Reading
Frozen Embers
Part 2
By Akasha Elfwitch
For Namarie
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: NC-17
Beta (s): Tularia, thank you darling xoxoxo
AU/ADULT
Warnings: AU, angst, implied character death, and one Virgin Orli
A TINY bit of het
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: NC-17
Beta (s): Tularia, thank you darling xoxoxo
AU/ADULT
Warnings: AU, angst, implied character death, and one Virgin Orli
A TINY bit of het
Disclaimer: I do not claim to know these beautiful men. This is all made up in my mind, this never happened; I make no claim to know either actor’s sexual preference nor do I gain any profit from this endeavor. This is solely for entertainment purposes.
Feedback is appreciated akashaelfwitchvamp@comcast.net
Fanfiction: RPS
Synopsis: A Holiday tale based on the little Match Girl with a slashy twist.
Author’s Note: Based on the little Match Girl by H.C. Andersen
***
Orlando watched Viggo with interest. Orli was mesmerized by seeing his lips move as he read Dickens’ Christmas Carol out loud. How he wished he could just sample a small taste of those rosy lips just once. Orlando scolded himself for allowing his thoughts to turn lustful again.
“Am I boring you?” Viggo asked light-heartedly, folding the edge of the page over to mark his place.
“Boring me? No…” Orlando fidgeted with the bed covers, “Just distracted.”
“Oh? By what?” Viggo asked with some curiosity, a crooked smile played on his lips. That smile alone would be Orlando’s undoing.
“Is it midnight yet?” Orlando asked, hoping that would suffice for an answer.
“Never seen anyone so excited about New Year’s Eve before.” Viggo joked. “Seen children anxiously await Kris Kringle to bring them gifts on Christmas Eve…” He winked over at Orli with a twinkle in his eye.
Viggo glanced down at his pocket watch. “Hmm, just about...in just a few minutes, it will be a new year.” He leaned over to the side and popped open the champagne. Orli giggled merrily as Viggo handed him a glassful of champagne. “I’ve never had champagne before.” He wrinkled his nose playfully as the bubbles danced around the edge of the glass.
Viggo’s eyes widened with desire; the sight of Orlando holding the glass of champagne in his slender hand while his nightshirt fell lazily over his shoulder, exposing a perfect smooth shoulder whilst sitting on that king size bed was driving him to the brink of insanity.
Viggo cleared his throat, attempting conversation, “My father used to say if you made a wish on special holiday, it would come true.” His fingers absently traced the bottom of the glass.
“Mine has already come true.” Orli said softly, feeling his cheeks flush red.
Viggo raised an eyebrow inquisitively, “Mind if I ask what you wished for?”
Orli’s hand played with the bed sheets, twisting them. “Before I passed out on Christmas Eve, I could have swore I saw my mother; she died in a fire when I was small…anyways, I heard her tell me that I would be taken someplace warm, where I would have plenty of food and not have to worry about not having a job…strange, huh?” he looked up shyly at Viggo.
Viggo leaned in to whisper, “Maybe it was her hand that guided me to you. I never go past that way on my way home, *never*…but that night, I did.”
Outside they could hear the sounds of bells and whistles ringing in the night air signaling the New Year. “Happy New Year,” Viggo said softly as he clinked his glass with Orlando’s.
Orlando took a sip of the liquor and found that he liked the way it felt as it went down his throat, warming his insides. He licked his lips unknowingly aware of how seductive he looked to Viggo who immediately downed his drink in order to keep his composure.
“This is delicious…” Orli stated.
Viggo only nodded and served himself another glass.
***
They had finished the entire bottle of champagne and the hour was growing late. And though they had passed the last few hours laughing, flirting, and doing some subtle touching, Viggo thought it best to end the evening before he did something he would regret. He wrapped his arms around Orlando and held him in a tight embrace, “Good night, Orli. Until light of dawn...”
Orli felt his heart pounding madly against his chest; he did not want this magic moment to end. He felt his cheek rub against Viggo’s and it sent a shiver down his spine, he could no longer fight it. Risking everything he had gained, and surely influenced by the large amount of alcohol he had consumed, he gently brushed his lips against the older man’s. When Viggo did not flinch away, Orlando pressed a little harder, sealing his fate with a searing kiss.
Orlando’s entire body trembled as he felt his body awaken with desire, he had kissed other men and even some girls, but nothing, absolutely nothing compared to this kiss. It made his toes curl as he felt Viggo’s tongue delve into his mouth, exploring its depths and twisting his tongue around his own. Viggo tasted liked tobacco and sweet champagne and Orli drank in Viggo’s essence as if it were the finest of wines.
Orlando pulled Viggo on top of him, his fingers fumbling with Viggo’s buttons as the older man assaulted his senses with kisses traced down his neck and into his ear. Orli’s eyes fluttered shut and he moaned involuntarily as he felt Viggo’s hot breath trail around his lobe.
Viggo pulled the covers aside in order to gain better access to Orlando’s flesh, he wanted to stop, but his body had other ideas. His hand went up Orli’s nightshirt and his fingers gently traced circles alongside the younger man’s thighs. “I can stop now if you wish, I may not be able to later.” Viggo offered.
“No…don’t stop…” Orli responded devouring the man with a hungry and sloppy kiss. He tugged Viggo’s shirt past his shoulders, revealing a finely sculpted chest. Orlando ran his fingers through Viggo’s chest hair, carefully exploring this unseen territory; his eyes widened with wonder and desire as he felt Viggo gasp from his gentle touch.
Orlando leaned forwarded and pressed his lips to Viggo’s chest as he had wanted to do so earlier this evening. His teeth tenderly nipped at Viggo’s nipple and he loved the groan that murmured past Viggo’s lips as he carefully suckled at it.
Viggo managed to remove Orlando’s night shirt in one fell swoop and discarded the garment to the floor. His eyes looked admiringly at the smooth and slender naked body that lay beneath him. It had been so long since he had taken a lover and he felt overwhelmed with passion.
But it was more than lust he felt for Orlando he was sure of that, it may not as yet be love…or could it be? He cared so much for the younger man that it could just possibly be love.
Viggo lovingly caressed Orli’s face and he saw Orlando look up at him with pure affection. Orli’s cheeks were crimson red, he had never shared his body with any one before and he hoped Viggo did not think he committed to something like this lightly. He felt a connection with Viggo he could not explain and he knew it was not the alcohol that was affecting the sway of his heart. He knew he loved this man, because this man had shown him kindness unconditionally unlike anyone had ever shown him before. He did not want Viggo to think he was *rewarding* him with his body for said kindness.
“I’ve…I’ve never done this with anyone before…” he whispered into Viggo’s ear. “But I want you to know that I want it to be you and only you I do this with from now on…I don’t want this to be a one night stand…” he let the words linger, hoping he had not frightened away the doctor with his confession. His eyes searched Viggo’s face, desperately needing to feel loved and accepted.
Viggo felt his heart catch in his throat. He had hoped that Orlando wanted a relationship and he found himself at a loss for words. His heart swelled with newfound love at hearing that he would be the first and only in Orli’s life.
Viggo had been feeling desolate and depressed that night his carriage went past that unfamiliar street where he found Orlando. Had it been mere coincidence that he told his driver to take that road? Or was it something that had compelled him in that direction? Viggo had happened to glance out the window as he saw Orlando from the window of his carriage.
His first impression was that he had caught the glimpse of an angel, and then when he saw Orlando slump onto the sidewalk, he felt his chest tighten with fear. He did not think twice as he ordered the carriage to stop and made his way through the crowd to the younger man.
Viggo had been alone for so long that he had almost forgotten what it felt to be under the warmth of love’s embrace. Viggo swallowed back his own tears of joy; he tentatively reached out his hand and caressed Orlando’s soft cheek. He was speechless; he did not know how to express what was bursting in his heart.
Orli’s heart sank; Viggo had not responded. Perhaps all the doctor wanted was a simple night’s pleasure and did not know how to tell him. Orli felt his heart breaking, he knew he could not bear it if that were the case. Silence hung thick in the air and Orlando was afraid that he had said too much, tears gathered in his eyes. “Is this not what you want?” he asked, his voice shaking.
Viggo gently kissed Orli’s eyes. “More than you know. Don’t weep; there is no longer any need for tears. I won’t have it.” His fingers traced the outline of Orlando’s lips. “Do not be afraid, I won’t hurt you.”
Orlando smiled at the double meaning in Viggo’s words. Finally Orlando had found someone who loved him, he was no longer alone. Viggo placed a soft kiss on the tip of Orlando’s nose. “I have a reason to stay in London now…you,” he brushed Orli’s unruly hair out of his eyes. “Why do you think I asked you if you wanted to stay?”
Orli bit his lower lip as he laughed merrily. “I was hoping I had something to do with it…”
“You have *everything* to do with it.” Viggo continued to trail kisses down Orlando’s neck and bare shoulder; his other hand now sliding past Orlando’s hips. He pressed his knee against Orli, forcing the younger man to spread his legs.
Orli wrapped his legs around Viggo’s waist as he smothered Viggo in sloppy kisses. His fingers shook with anticipation as he unzipped Viggo’s pants and pulled free his erection. Viggo gasped as Orli’s fingers kneaded the hardened flesh. “Good god…” he moaned, his body writhing over Orlando.
Viggo pulled his pants the rest of the way off, not wanting to distract Orlando from the marvelous task he was doing. He placed another ardent kiss on Orlando’s lips before leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses down Orli’s torso. Orlando’s body responded lovingly, leaning into Viggo’s touch. Viggo’s hot mouth wrapped around Orlando’s member and he let out a loud groan showing his approval.
Orlando did not know what Viggo was doing, but he was enjoying it thoroughly. His hips began to move rhythmically to Viggo’s sucking. He felt a warm sensation grow from his belly to the tip of his organ, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. “Please, take me now…” he begged.
Viggo looked up at Orlando and smiled coquettishly, but did not cease his motions. Orlando grabbed Viggo’s hair and pulled on it as he felt a wonderful explosion overtake him; he came, moaning Viggo’s name.
Viggo swallowed down the sweet elixir, enjoying the feel of Orlando’s trembling body as he was brought over the edge. He drew Orlando into another kiss, his fingers now exploring the puckered little hole.
Orlando’s body jerked to attention, his head rolled back onto the pillows, his back arched and his hands clenched Viggo’s shoulders. “Oh god…” he moaned, delirious from pleasure.
Viggo inserted another digit and Orlando’s hips buckled anxiously as Viggo began to scissor his fingers, prepping and stretching the virgin entrance for his weeping member. Viggo’s hand blindly opened the drawer on the small table and fumbled around for lotion. When his hands stumbled across the bottle he yanked it out of the drawer.
He pulled his fingers out of Orlando and was met with a disgruntled mewing sound, “Don’t stop…” Orli pleaded, his hips grinding against Viggo’s hips. “Please…need you inside me…” Orli purred, spreading his legs further, inviting Viggo to take him.
Viggo almost dropped the lotion at the wondrous sight laid out before him. Orli’s eyes had darkened from desire as he eagerly awaited this last and most intimate embrace. “I’m not stopping, my pet…I’m preparing to enter you. I don’t want to hurt you.” He finally managed to coat his organ fully; it pressed eagerly against Orlando’s opening.
“Let me know if this hurts too much…” Viggo whispered tenderly as he gently slid into the tight sheath.
Orlando gasped both from pain and pleasure, he wasn’t sure which. Tears collected in the corner of his eyes from the pressure, but once Viggo began moving in and out of him, he felt himself lost to the delirium of ecstasy.
Orlando dug his fingernails into Viggo’s back as the thrusts, slow and deliberate awakened his member again; it laid against his stomach, rock hard once more. Orlando reached down and stroked his organ to the rhythm of their coupling.
Viggo raised Orlando’s hips a bit and managed to rub against his prostate. Orlando arched his back and began to immediately shout hallelujahs and praises in Viggo’s name, he writhing beneath Viggo with wanton desire. “Harder…faster…oh god…” he gasped as sweat collected on his brow. “Yes…that’s it…yes! Yes! Good god, yes!”
Viggo complied with his new lover’s wishes. He thrust faster, hitting Orli’s sweet spot again and again. Orlando loudly screamed Viggo’s name as ecstasy overtook him again. He exploded, feeling his seed spill all over his taut stomach and spurt over Viggo’s chest.
Viggo followed close behind, softly whispering Orlando’s name as he spilled his seed inside of Orlando. He collapsed wearily onto Orli’s chest. The younger man brought Viggo’s face to his and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
“I love you,” Viggo murmured contentedly. He rolled off Orlando and pulled Orli to him, wrapping his arms protectively around his new lover.
Orlando happily curled up next to him, “I love you, too.” He replied giving Viggo another soft kiss. Orli nuzzled against Viggo’s neck and shoulder and smiled.
He had finally found the warmth of home. And this man, Viggo, loved him…what more could he possible want? He knew he no longer had to fear being alone, friendless, or homeless. His mother *had* sent this angel to take care of him, it had not been an illusion.
Life was wonderful.
He fell asleep, peaceful and secure in Viggo’s arms.
***
Miranda and David peeked into Orlando’s bedroom and smiled at the sight of Orlando curled around Viggo. Miranda fought back tears of joy and placed her hand over her heart as she was taken in by the tender scene.
Her husband smiled down at her, a twinkle in his eyes. He softly closed the door, careful not wake them. “Looks like you got your wish; your brother will be staying in London after all.” He winked at Miranda.
She hugged David and placed a kiss on his lips, “And he found someone to love…he isn’t alone anymore. Vig has found someone that will care for him and love him; that’s what I truly wished.”
David caressed his wife’s soft cheek, “Come, we should let them enjoy their new found love. I’ll leave him a note stating we will be back for dinner…besides, we have celebrating of our own to do, hmm?” David wiggled his eyebrows mischievously.
He picked up Miranda in a graceful swoop and placed another tender kiss on her rosy lips.
Miranda giggled wrapping her arms around her husband’s neck as he carried her downstairs.
The end.
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Love your writing. I really enjoyed reading it. I hope you write more longer fics!
Lillie :)
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I do have several V/O WIPs. I will be posting them in due time :)
I friended you at your LJ...I hope that it was okay. I was looking (but have not snagged) at your icons...they are BEAUTIFUL.
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What do you think of my layout? its new I just made it today :)