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FIC: "Reality" (Fate Part Seven) KU/OB (last part)
Title: “Reality” 1/1
Series: “Fate” (Part Seven)
Author: Brenda
Pairing: Orlando Bloom/Karl Urban
Rating: PG
Summary: Karl & Orli find each other.
Website: The Rolling Smut Factory
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship, The Factory.
Feedback: As always, much appreciated.
Disclaimer: Never happened. Cha.
Notes: Finally...an ending, a beginning, and a continuation. As ever, for C.
Special thanks to Dee & Jo for putting up with my last minute tweaking & beta. *mwah*
“Half of what I say is meaningless
But I say it just to reach you”
--The Beatles
Karl thought if he kissed Orli long enough, he’d forget the pain, forget that he was shattered.
And, for awhile...a long while of lazy kisses and warm hands on skin...he did. But reality intrudes on everything sooner or later. No matter how much one would wish otherwise. And so, eventually, kisses slowed, then stopped; hands gentled, then stilled. And Karl finally opened his eyes, encountered warm ones staring back at him. At least *this* was real. He was here. Orli was here. And maybe...just maybe...it could be enough.
“What do you want?”
“I...” Orli licked his lips, the motion unconsciously erotic. And Karl’s entire life waited in the balance. Planets were born, died; civilizations rose, crumbled; stars went nova and time stilled.
“I want you to stay.”
And, finally, Karl allowed himself to hope. “For how long?”
Unsteady fingers grazed Karl’s cheeks. “I don’t know. I can’t make any promises.”
That wasn’t what Karl wanted. Promises, assurances...lies, all of them. Nobody could promise, no one could assure. Life was infinite and long and took too many paths. And most of them were unpleasant, most of them took you someplace you didn’t want to be. No, Karl wasn’t looking for a promise. “I don’t want a promise, Orli,” he finally said aloud.
Orli nodded solemnly. “Everybody breaks them.”
“Exactly.” And Karl should have known, should have remembered that Orli would understand. Orli had always understood.
“What *do* you want, then?” Orli asked.
“I want to know that the line doesn’t matter anymore.”
“There *is* no line, Karl.” And Orli’s smile was bittersweet. “There never was one with you.”
And that was also true. The line of people waiting to fuck him, fuck Orli--the masses that couldn’t see behind the surface, didn’t know the truth, weren’t interested in reality. The ones who wanted the beautiful shell, wanted the package...but didn’t want *them*. Karl had always refused to stand in Orli’s line. And Orli had walked through Karl’s like it hadn’t even existed.
Orli kissed his chest, smiled up at him. “I love you.” And maybe...God, maybe it really meant what Karl thought it did. He caught the humming seconds later as it reverberated through them.
Soft kiss on Orli’s jaw, soft smile. “What song is it?”
“You know.” Orli sank into the cradle of Karl’s arms, laid his head on Karl’s chest.
Yeah, he knew. Karl kissed Orli’s hair, started to sing in a low voice. “Who knows how long I’ve loved you, you know I love you still--”
“Skip the next line,” Orli interrupted, whispering. “I want the ending.”
And it didn’t hammer Karl, didn’t hit him like a ton of bricks. There was no fanfare, no grand epiphany. Just the world slip-sliding back into place, focus finally shifting until the fates were aligned. The next words sung--whispered--breathed--against Orli’s hair...were easy. Simple. True. And sung right back to him, voice mingling with his own. A fragile beginning, yes. But *there*.
* * *
A big kiss to everyone who emailed & commented on this series.
I *really* want to know what everyone thinks of
A...the ending.
B...what happened to Karl & Orli in the past
C...what they think is going to happen now.
Just cause, I'm really curious.
*smiles*
Series: “Fate” (Part Seven)
Author: Brenda
Pairing: Orlando Bloom/Karl Urban
Rating: PG
Summary: Karl & Orli find each other.
Website: The Rolling Smut Factory
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship, The Factory.
Feedback: As always, much appreciated.
Disclaimer: Never happened. Cha.
Notes: Finally...an ending, a beginning, and a continuation. As ever, for C.
Special thanks to Dee & Jo for putting up with my last minute tweaking & beta. *mwah*
“Half of what I say is meaningless
But I say it just to reach you”
--The Beatles
Karl thought if he kissed Orli long enough, he’d forget the pain, forget that he was shattered.
And, for awhile...a long while of lazy kisses and warm hands on skin...he did. But reality intrudes on everything sooner or later. No matter how much one would wish otherwise. And so, eventually, kisses slowed, then stopped; hands gentled, then stilled. And Karl finally opened his eyes, encountered warm ones staring back at him. At least *this* was real. He was here. Orli was here. And maybe...just maybe...it could be enough.
“What do you want?”
“I...” Orli licked his lips, the motion unconsciously erotic. And Karl’s entire life waited in the balance. Planets were born, died; civilizations rose, crumbled; stars went nova and time stilled.
“I want you to stay.”
And, finally, Karl allowed himself to hope. “For how long?”
Unsteady fingers grazed Karl’s cheeks. “I don’t know. I can’t make any promises.”
That wasn’t what Karl wanted. Promises, assurances...lies, all of them. Nobody could promise, no one could assure. Life was infinite and long and took too many paths. And most of them were unpleasant, most of them took you someplace you didn’t want to be. No, Karl wasn’t looking for a promise. “I don’t want a promise, Orli,” he finally said aloud.
Orli nodded solemnly. “Everybody breaks them.”
“Exactly.” And Karl should have known, should have remembered that Orli would understand. Orli had always understood.
“What *do* you want, then?” Orli asked.
“I want to know that the line doesn’t matter anymore.”
“There *is* no line, Karl.” And Orli’s smile was bittersweet. “There never was one with you.”
And that was also true. The line of people waiting to fuck him, fuck Orli--the masses that couldn’t see behind the surface, didn’t know the truth, weren’t interested in reality. The ones who wanted the beautiful shell, wanted the package...but didn’t want *them*. Karl had always refused to stand in Orli’s line. And Orli had walked through Karl’s like it hadn’t even existed.
Orli kissed his chest, smiled up at him. “I love you.” And maybe...God, maybe it really meant what Karl thought it did. He caught the humming seconds later as it reverberated through them.
Soft kiss on Orli’s jaw, soft smile. “What song is it?”
“You know.” Orli sank into the cradle of Karl’s arms, laid his head on Karl’s chest.
Yeah, he knew. Karl kissed Orli’s hair, started to sing in a low voice. “Who knows how long I’ve loved you, you know I love you still--”
“Skip the next line,” Orli interrupted, whispering. “I want the ending.”
And it didn’t hammer Karl, didn’t hit him like a ton of bricks. There was no fanfare, no grand epiphany. Just the world slip-sliding back into place, focus finally shifting until the fates were aligned. The next words sung--whispered--breathed--against Orli’s hair...were easy. Simple. True. And sung right back to him, voice mingling with his own. A fragile beginning, yes. But *there*.
* * *
A big kiss to everyone who emailed & commented on this series.
I *really* want to know what everyone thinks of
A...the ending.
B...what happened to Karl & Orli in the past
C...what they think is going to happen now.
Just cause, I'm really curious.
*smiles*
no subject
*two thumbs up*
*hugs*
Re:
<3<3
Glad you liked it, babe. After all, it really is yours as much as it is mine.
Re: Reality
A. I loved the ending. I loved that there were no trumpets blaring etc. cause it made it seem more real somehow. And yet it still made me all teary... but that could be because I'm just a sap :-0
B. As for what happened to Karl & Orli in the past... hmmm I've been thinking about that as I've read this and my feeling is that Orli was in love with someone else who broke his heart and Karl had been in love with Orli for ages.
C. I would like to think they lived happily ever after :-0 but life is so rarely like that, so I'm imagining that there are still things to discuss and angst to be had... of course I may just be wanting to torture the boys for a little while longer... I can be evil that way :-)
Re: Reality
*hugs you*
No, they definitely still need to talk. Do a lot of talking. But, I think they're willing to try.
And, I love your B answer. Everyone's been giving such good ones!!! *smiles*
Thank you so much!!!
*mwah*