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fellowshippers2008-11-02 12:44 am
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Geek!Orlando, interlude 2 (Orlando/Viggo, adult)
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stormatdusk
pairing: Viggo/Orlando
rating: adult
warnings: m/m sex; otherwise, none
disclaimer: this is only fiction.
a/n: the story starts here. this bit fits in some time after the 'i love you's' and before the wedding. :)
manip made by the very talenteddesire_billy
"Hey, you. You ready?" Viggo tapped on the closed master bathroom door. Orlando felt another little surge of excitement zing through him. This was going to be so fun!
It was their first Halloween together, his and Viggo's, and they were going to Elijah's party tonight. Orlando went to Elijah's party every year, of course, but this time Viggo would be there, too. With him. With Orlando.
So! Fun!
Viggo wouldn't know most of the guys there (and huh, now that he thought of it, it really was 'guys;' there were never any girls at Elijah's parties), so Orlando had already promised Viggo that he wouldn't spend all night absorbed in playing Nintendo games. Viggo had grinned and waggled his eyebrows and said that as long as Orlando sat on his lap while he played, Viggo figured he'd manage just fine.
Orlando was even kind of tempted to do it. He knew he'd get his butt kicked even more than usual in the game, but snuggled right up on top of his very own Zen Joystick Cock, he doubted he'd care much.
They'd probably embarrass themselves, though.
He smiled. Gosh, Viggo was so great!
"Almost finished… just one more minute, I think," Orlando called back. Orlando added a few more little lines of eye pencil makeup stuff on his chest, then squinted into the mirror. Yeah, this was good. Not as good as the Real Thing, but… good. He grinned.
He and Viggo had decided to go as their favorite sexy stars, BUT to surprise each other and not tell. So Viggo didn't know Orlando's costume, and Orlando didn't know Viggo's. Yet. Viggo probably figured that Orlando was going as Mac from the Mac & PC ads. Or maybe Dr. Horrible, because how totally cool were Neil Patrick Harris and Nathan Fillion in that, and geez he hoped they did more stuff like that soon!
Orlando wasn't actually completely sure he'd even have the nerve to go to the party like this. It was soooo sexy that he could just see his cock being totally unruly and getting all turned on by… himself. Kinda. Sorta.
Orlando squinted into the mirror again. It was too bad he couldn’t leave his glasses at home, since they didn't go with the costume at all. No way, though. Maybe he'd leave them if he could use sonar to get around, like bats did. He could just imagine himself like that one species he saw on Nature that one time, the one that had the longest tongue of any mammal of its size. Zappo!, out would come this funky loooong bat tongue, darting into flowers and drinking up pollen, and then it would zap back in and coil up inside its rib cage. Geez! Orlando didn't think that would feel very comfortable, having his tongue coiled up in his rib cage. More power to the bat, though.
Anyway, the glasses totally had to stay.
Oh, Viggo was waiting!
"Okay, you ready?" Orlando called through the bathroom door. Viggo said he was, and Orlando thought he heard him giggle a little. Another shiver of excitement zipped up his back as he reached for the bathroom doorknob and opened it.
He stepped out, so excited to finally show Viggo his costume, which consisted of:
Bare feet;
Ratty jeans, pulled down low on his hips (well, not too low, but low enough that it felt very weird to Orlando);
Faded flannel shirt, NO buttons done at all, just hanging loosely open;
A chestful of hair he'd carefully drawn on line by line with the eye pencil makeup stuff Sam had told him would work. He even had the incredibly sexy Gorgeous Boyfriend little trail of hairs below the incredibly sexy Gorgeous Boyfriend's belly button, the one that snuggled down and called to Orlando like one of those siren thingies used to do to ancient sailors, pointing the way to the incredibly sexy Gorgeous Boyfriend's incredibly sexy Privates. It had been super fun to extensively research how Viggo's chest hair grew for the past few weeks, studying Viggo while he was sleeping. Orlando was so going to find more reasons to research Viggo's body like that, Halloween or no. Maybe a list was in order.
Oh, and even a few smudges of Viggo's blue paint on his arms and his hands, and some on his cheek, just for a little more Realistic Gorgeous Boyfriend imitation accuracy.
He couldn't wait to see Viggo's reaction! He looked up
- - past Viggo's khaki… pants - -
- - and his - - oh… oh god… - - his Best Buys R Us work shirt - -
- - buttoned… all… the… way… to the top - -
- - and glasses - - oh GOD, glas - -
Viggo never knew what hit him.
***
Much later, wrapped up in their big bed with Viggo, Orlando made an exhausted mental note to go buy some Rolos and maybe a Sean Bean DVD as an apology gift. Elijah was going to be pretty ticked off that they hadn't made it to his party.
And geez, if the blue paint and eye pencil makeup stuff didn't come out of that work shirt he'd practically torn off Viggo, Karl was going to kill him.
Viggo pulled him closer and rumbled a sleepy, "Love you." Orlando yawned and blinked his eyes closed.
Yeah… totally worth it.
interlude 3
stormatduskpairing: Viggo/Orlando
rating: adult
warnings: m/m sex; otherwise, none
disclaimer: this is only fiction.
a/n: the story starts here. this bit fits in some time after the 'i love you's' and before the wedding. :)
manip made by the very talented
desire_billy"Hey, you. You ready?" Viggo tapped on the closed master bathroom door. Orlando felt another little surge of excitement zing through him. This was going to be so fun!
It was their first Halloween together, his and Viggo's, and they were going to Elijah's party tonight. Orlando went to Elijah's party every year, of course, but this time Viggo would be there, too. With him. With Orlando.
So! Fun!
Viggo wouldn't know most of the guys there (and huh, now that he thought of it, it really was 'guys;' there were never any girls at Elijah's parties), so Orlando had already promised Viggo that he wouldn't spend all night absorbed in playing Nintendo games. Viggo had grinned and waggled his eyebrows and said that as long as Orlando sat on his lap while he played, Viggo figured he'd manage just fine.
Orlando was even kind of tempted to do it. He knew he'd get his butt kicked even more than usual in the game, but snuggled right up on top of his very own Zen Joystick Cock, he doubted he'd care much.
They'd probably embarrass themselves, though.
He smiled. Gosh, Viggo was so great!
"Almost finished… just one more minute, I think," Orlando called back. Orlando added a few more little lines of eye pencil makeup stuff on his chest, then squinted into the mirror. Yeah, this was good. Not as good as the Real Thing, but… good. He grinned.
He and Viggo had decided to go as their favorite sexy stars, BUT to surprise each other and not tell. So Viggo didn't know Orlando's costume, and Orlando didn't know Viggo's. Yet. Viggo probably figured that Orlando was going as Mac from the Mac & PC ads. Or maybe Dr. Horrible, because how totally cool were Neil Patrick Harris and Nathan Fillion in that, and geez he hoped they did more stuff like that soon!
Orlando wasn't actually completely sure he'd even have the nerve to go to the party like this. It was soooo sexy that he could just see his cock being totally unruly and getting all turned on by… himself. Kinda. Sorta.
Orlando squinted into the mirror again. It was too bad he couldn’t leave his glasses at home, since they didn't go with the costume at all. No way, though. Maybe he'd leave them if he could use sonar to get around, like bats did. He could just imagine himself like that one species he saw on Nature that one time, the one that had the longest tongue of any mammal of its size. Zappo!, out would come this funky loooong bat tongue, darting into flowers and drinking up pollen, and then it would zap back in and coil up inside its rib cage. Geez! Orlando didn't think that would feel very comfortable, having his tongue coiled up in his rib cage. More power to the bat, though.
Anyway, the glasses totally had to stay.
Oh, Viggo was waiting!
"Okay, you ready?" Orlando called through the bathroom door. Viggo said he was, and Orlando thought he heard him giggle a little. Another shiver of excitement zipped up his back as he reached for the bathroom doorknob and opened it.
He stepped out, so excited to finally show Viggo his costume, which consisted of:
Bare feet;
Ratty jeans, pulled down low on his hips (well, not too low, but low enough that it felt very weird to Orlando);
Faded flannel shirt, NO buttons done at all, just hanging loosely open;
A chestful of hair he'd carefully drawn on line by line with the eye pencil makeup stuff Sam had told him would work. He even had the incredibly sexy Gorgeous Boyfriend little trail of hairs below the incredibly sexy Gorgeous Boyfriend's belly button, the one that snuggled down and called to Orlando like one of those siren thingies used to do to ancient sailors, pointing the way to the incredibly sexy Gorgeous Boyfriend's incredibly sexy Privates. It had been super fun to extensively research how Viggo's chest hair grew for the past few weeks, studying Viggo while he was sleeping. Orlando was so going to find more reasons to research Viggo's body like that, Halloween or no. Maybe a list was in order.
Oh, and even a few smudges of Viggo's blue paint on his arms and his hands, and some on his cheek, just for a little more Realistic Gorgeous Boyfriend imitation accuracy.
He couldn't wait to see Viggo's reaction! He looked up
- - past Viggo's khaki… pants - -
- - and his - - oh… oh god… - - his Best Buys R Us work shirt - -
- - buttoned… all… the… way… to the top - -
- - and glasses - - oh GOD, glas - -
Viggo never knew what hit him.
***
Much later, wrapped up in their big bed with Viggo, Orlando made an exhausted mental note to go buy some Rolos and maybe a Sean Bean DVD as an apology gift. Elijah was going to be pretty ticked off that they hadn't made it to his party.
And geez, if the blue paint and eye pencil makeup stuff didn't come out of that work shirt he'd practically torn off Viggo, Karl was going to kill him.
Viggo pulled him closer and rumbled a sleepy, "Love you." Orlando yawned and blinked his eyes closed.
Yeah… totally worth it.
interlude 3
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