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Heaven in Your Eyes: Intro
Intro: In distress
Author:Katalina
Pairing: V/O
Rating:Overall NC-17
Feedback: Luv it! Please be constructive as this is only the second RPS I've written (never posted the first) Was used to writing FPS.
Archive: Drop me a line, if you want it?..Thanks!
Summary: Orli wants very much to do the right thing! You'll see! In this one Orli isn't quite so submissive & naive!
Warning: Some soft angst, just smut & more smut for the rest. (PWP)
Disclaimer: All wrapped up into my huge bag of twisted lies. Would like to know what really goes on between them though! ROTK; LA Pics.Faints Tooo many bunnies!
Beta: Nope! All mistakes are my muses! I take no part in them!
In Distress!
Viggo eyed the hobbits, elves, one lone wizard and man warily, deciding it was best not to ask about the weird commentary, moving directly to the food table instead. He was already late.
Behind him he heard again, one word being uttered by one person then the next. He glanced curiously over his shoulder just as Hugo turned to him. "Join us Viggo, it's your turn."
"My turn to what?"
"We're describing our thoughts on everyone with one word." Ian told him.
"And you let them talk you into this?" he asked, disbelieving.
Liv laughed, "It was his ideal!" Viggo turned a shocked gaze to the old wizard and heard someone giggle. "It's really rather interesting from this assorted lot." Ian assured him with a wink.
"Of that I'm *very* sure but..sorry, can't. Pete needs to see me. Just came in for a snack." He crooked the water bottle in his arm and picked up a bunch of grapes to tide him over.
"Surely you've time for just one Vig, you know we'd all love to hear your thoughts," Beanie drawled out in a soft challenge and Viggo looked into the knowing smile and humorous twinkle in his friends eyes.
"That would hardly be fair.." Viggo started. "S'okay" Dom interrupted. "Yeah," Billy agreed,finishing the others thought, "you're sure to tell us exactly what you think of us all sooner or later!"
Chuckles went round the table, but all eyes turned expectantly towards him..save for the young elf sandwiched between two hobbits.
Viggo smiled at Ian, plucking a grape from it's stem. "All right just one, who's next on your list?"
Dom elbowed the elf. "I am." Orli stated somewhat nervously, still refusing to turn in his seat, studying instead the abstract drawings he performed on the tables slick surface with one slender finger.
Viggo studied the grape for a moment, rolling it's plump juiciness between his fingers. Thinking of a similar, plump juicy bottom lip he'd like to taste. He let his gaze wander up and over Orlando's back, meeting Beanie's smug smirk over the elf's shoulder with his own devilish smile. Just before plopping the grape between his lips he uttered his one word in the most sinfully seductive tone Orlando had ever heard,"Edible!"
~*~*~*~*~*~
Orlando could pinpoint *that* as the exact moment in time their relationship was reformed. No longer just mates.
But the slow seduction had started almost four months into the shoot and their fateful *word game* had been played a couple months after that.
'He liked Viggo.' He could admit that. 'A lot!' He loved to hangout with the soft-spoken, gentle man. He loved his playful humor, the way he made him see the world a little differently. A little better. The way his eyes would shine when he saw something that intrigued him. Hell, he might even be attracted to him if he let himself go there. The man was without a doubt, beautiful inside *and* out.
"But! Damn it all to fucking hell!" he muttered. That wasn't what he was here for. Everyone had warned him, Professors, friends, magazines, TV, shit even his Mum warned him about involvement with a coworker. He didn't need this shit..first film and all was hard enough.'Not a time for mistakes.' What kind of twisted fate was working against him? He sighed out his exasperation, kicking at the ground and leaned his back to the tree, letting his eyes drift shut...all he saw was Viggo. He was hiding again, he knew it wouldn't help, but..
It was now eight months into the shoot and things between him and Viggo were growing incredibly tense. Something was going to give and he had a feeling it was his sanity. Gatherings of any kind were becoming a joke! Viggo always managed to get close..touch him..with his eyes, fingers..smile..it didn't matter, Orlando was going nutty.
At first Orlando noticed only the slightest of changes. The way Viggo studied him. True, Vig studied everyone, but his study of Orlando was different. Every week a little more.The slide of predatory eyes up one leg..over and lingering on his crotch. A touch that lasted just a little too long to be casual. Sly smiles. Gaze fixed on his lips and licking his own, (purely seductive) instead of Orli's own eyes when he talked to him. Spending more and more time with him and the hobbits...*all of a sudden*. He even caught him checking out his arse when he was bent over, trying to pull Billy off Lij who was screaming "Tickle abuse!"
And Beanie knew too. He remembered that smug smile he had given Viggo. He had known he was going to say something like that and had dared him silently to do it. 'Wanker!' Orli was glad he was gone. 'Some mate!' After that fateful day..the soft spoken, sexual innuendoes had started. Never acted upon, but ever present and growing more frequent and bolder with each passing week. A short while after that Orli had started drawing away. Avoiding the source of his distress. Denying invitations to the point his friends were becoming worried. He remembered..*that* was when Elijah had asked him point blank, "Was it Viggo?"
~*~*~3 weeks earlier
"Fuck!" Orli let out softly as he entered the lunch tent. He'd seen Viggo leave. He was sure of it. But now, Billy and Karl were waving him over to their table. Wouldn't do to keep ignoring them..raise too many questions. Escape, it seemed, was impossible. Picking out his lunch he kept up a reassuring speech to himself all the way to the table. 'You can do this. Your a fucking actor, so act. Just ignore him. They're just words. Keep your shit together Bloom. Handle it!'
"Hey mates." He said with forced cheerfulness. Hating the way his voice cracked.
"Where you been hiding Orli? Haven't seen ya in here for days!" Orlando's head snapped involuntarily toward Billy in guilt and fear. 'Calm down! Nobody knows you're actually hiding Bloom. Don't freak.' He shrugged, "Not hungry I guess."
"Prissy elves have to stay light on their feet." Lij teased. Orlando gave a small grateful smile to his only confidant. Without Lij to talk too, he knew he'd have gone bonkers long ago.
He started shoveling food in his mouth in a gross display, uncaring. Just wanting to be done and out of there. So far he had managed to avoid Viggo's gaze..but he could feel it on his skin like a soft breeze, wrapping around and suffocating him. Finishing in what he was sure was record time, he took a huge swig of water to wash it all down.
"Shit Orli. You put anything more in your mouth, your gonna choke!" Sean said, more than a little disgusted by his vulgar display.
Before he could swallow the combo of water and remaining food to get out his smartass reply, Viggo answered for him. "I'm sure Orlando wouldn't have trouble fitting much *more* into his mouth."
Orlando's eyes snapped wide with surprise, turning automatically to Viggo. 'That was a little crude even for him!' But of course, Orlando admitted, he could have just been calling him a pig. And looking at Viggo, save for the tiny tug at the corner of his lips, not one thing betrayed what was really going through his mind. But Orlando *knew*!
'Okay enough! That did it!' He had remained silent long enough. Ignored Viggo's hints hoping the man would take the hint himself. 'He..*wasn't interested*!'
Karl snickered. Finally, if a little slowly, comprehending something dirty about comment. The glare Orli turned on him, left him more than a little uncomfortable.
Palms went up in submission, "Hey! Just a joke man!"
Orli stood, gathering the remnants of his lunch to throw away, leaning slightly on the table..as close to Viggo as he dared before he left. "Wouldn't *you* like to know?" He ground out the words in a soft menace, conveying, the other would never find out. Viggo met his eyes without hesitation and smiled, "Yes." Almost a breathless whisper. A hope? A promise? 'Fuck!' Orli stormed out.
Author:Katalina
Pairing: V/O
Rating:Overall NC-17
Feedback: Luv it! Please be constructive as this is only the second RPS I've written (never posted the first) Was used to writing FPS.
Archive: Drop me a line, if you want it?..Thanks!
Summary: Orli wants very much to do the right thing! You'll see! In this one Orli isn't quite so submissive & naive!
Warning: Some soft angst, just smut & more smut for the rest. (PWP)
Disclaimer: All wrapped up into my huge bag of twisted lies. Would like to know what really goes on between them though! ROTK; LA Pics.Faints Tooo many bunnies!
Beta: Nope! All mistakes are my muses! I take no part in them!
In Distress!
Viggo eyed the hobbits, elves, one lone wizard and man warily, deciding it was best not to ask about the weird commentary, moving directly to the food table instead. He was already late.
Behind him he heard again, one word being uttered by one person then the next. He glanced curiously over his shoulder just as Hugo turned to him. "Join us Viggo, it's your turn."
"My turn to what?"
"We're describing our thoughts on everyone with one word." Ian told him.
"And you let them talk you into this?" he asked, disbelieving.
Liv laughed, "It was his ideal!" Viggo turned a shocked gaze to the old wizard and heard someone giggle. "It's really rather interesting from this assorted lot." Ian assured him with a wink.
"Of that I'm *very* sure but..sorry, can't. Pete needs to see me. Just came in for a snack." He crooked the water bottle in his arm and picked up a bunch of grapes to tide him over.
"Surely you've time for just one Vig, you know we'd all love to hear your thoughts," Beanie drawled out in a soft challenge and Viggo looked into the knowing smile and humorous twinkle in his friends eyes.
"That would hardly be fair.." Viggo started. "S'okay" Dom interrupted. "Yeah," Billy agreed,finishing the others thought, "you're sure to tell us exactly what you think of us all sooner or later!"
Chuckles went round the table, but all eyes turned expectantly towards him..save for the young elf sandwiched between two hobbits.
Viggo smiled at Ian, plucking a grape from it's stem. "All right just one, who's next on your list?"
Dom elbowed the elf. "I am." Orli stated somewhat nervously, still refusing to turn in his seat, studying instead the abstract drawings he performed on the tables slick surface with one slender finger.
Viggo studied the grape for a moment, rolling it's plump juiciness between his fingers. Thinking of a similar, plump juicy bottom lip he'd like to taste. He let his gaze wander up and over Orlando's back, meeting Beanie's smug smirk over the elf's shoulder with his own devilish smile. Just before plopping the grape between his lips he uttered his one word in the most sinfully seductive tone Orlando had ever heard,"Edible!"
~*~*~*~*~*~
Orlando could pinpoint *that* as the exact moment in time their relationship was reformed. No longer just mates.
But the slow seduction had started almost four months into the shoot and their fateful *word game* had been played a couple months after that.
'He liked Viggo.' He could admit that. 'A lot!' He loved to hangout with the soft-spoken, gentle man. He loved his playful humor, the way he made him see the world a little differently. A little better. The way his eyes would shine when he saw something that intrigued him. Hell, he might even be attracted to him if he let himself go there. The man was without a doubt, beautiful inside *and* out.
"But! Damn it all to fucking hell!" he muttered. That wasn't what he was here for. Everyone had warned him, Professors, friends, magazines, TV, shit even his Mum warned him about involvement with a coworker. He didn't need this shit..first film and all was hard enough.'Not a time for mistakes.' What kind of twisted fate was working against him? He sighed out his exasperation, kicking at the ground and leaned his back to the tree, letting his eyes drift shut...all he saw was Viggo. He was hiding again, he knew it wouldn't help, but..
It was now eight months into the shoot and things between him and Viggo were growing incredibly tense. Something was going to give and he had a feeling it was his sanity. Gatherings of any kind were becoming a joke! Viggo always managed to get close..touch him..with his eyes, fingers..smile..it didn't matter, Orlando was going nutty.
At first Orlando noticed only the slightest of changes. The way Viggo studied him. True, Vig studied everyone, but his study of Orlando was different. Every week a little more.The slide of predatory eyes up one leg..over and lingering on his crotch. A touch that lasted just a little too long to be casual. Sly smiles. Gaze fixed on his lips and licking his own, (purely seductive) instead of Orli's own eyes when he talked to him. Spending more and more time with him and the hobbits...*all of a sudden*. He even caught him checking out his arse when he was bent over, trying to pull Billy off Lij who was screaming "Tickle abuse!"
And Beanie knew too. He remembered that smug smile he had given Viggo. He had known he was going to say something like that and had dared him silently to do it. 'Wanker!' Orli was glad he was gone. 'Some mate!' After that fateful day..the soft spoken, sexual innuendoes had started. Never acted upon, but ever present and growing more frequent and bolder with each passing week. A short while after that Orli had started drawing away. Avoiding the source of his distress. Denying invitations to the point his friends were becoming worried. He remembered..*that* was when Elijah had asked him point blank, "Was it Viggo?"
~*~*~3 weeks earlier
"Fuck!" Orli let out softly as he entered the lunch tent. He'd seen Viggo leave. He was sure of it. But now, Billy and Karl were waving him over to their table. Wouldn't do to keep ignoring them..raise too many questions. Escape, it seemed, was impossible. Picking out his lunch he kept up a reassuring speech to himself all the way to the table. 'You can do this. Your a fucking actor, so act. Just ignore him. They're just words. Keep your shit together Bloom. Handle it!'
"Hey mates." He said with forced cheerfulness. Hating the way his voice cracked.
"Where you been hiding Orli? Haven't seen ya in here for days!" Orlando's head snapped involuntarily toward Billy in guilt and fear. 'Calm down! Nobody knows you're actually hiding Bloom. Don't freak.' He shrugged, "Not hungry I guess."
"Prissy elves have to stay light on their feet." Lij teased. Orlando gave a small grateful smile to his only confidant. Without Lij to talk too, he knew he'd have gone bonkers long ago.
He started shoveling food in his mouth in a gross display, uncaring. Just wanting to be done and out of there. So far he had managed to avoid Viggo's gaze..but he could feel it on his skin like a soft breeze, wrapping around and suffocating him. Finishing in what he was sure was record time, he took a huge swig of water to wash it all down.
"Shit Orli. You put anything more in your mouth, your gonna choke!" Sean said, more than a little disgusted by his vulgar display.
Before he could swallow the combo of water and remaining food to get out his smartass reply, Viggo answered for him. "I'm sure Orlando wouldn't have trouble fitting much *more* into his mouth."
Orlando's eyes snapped wide with surprise, turning automatically to Viggo. 'That was a little crude even for him!' But of course, Orlando admitted, he could have just been calling him a pig. And looking at Viggo, save for the tiny tug at the corner of his lips, not one thing betrayed what was really going through his mind. But Orlando *knew*!
'Okay enough! That did it!' He had remained silent long enough. Ignored Viggo's hints hoping the man would take the hint himself. 'He..*wasn't interested*!'
Karl snickered. Finally, if a little slowly, comprehending something dirty about comment. The glare Orli turned on him, left him more than a little uncomfortable.
Palms went up in submission, "Hey! Just a joke man!"
Orli stood, gathering the remnants of his lunch to throw away, leaning slightly on the table..as close to Viggo as he dared before he left. "Wouldn't *you* like to know?" He ground out the words in a soft menace, conveying, the other would never find out. Viggo met his eyes without hesitation and smiled, "Yes." Almost a breathless whisper. A hope? A promise? 'Fuck!' Orli stormed out.
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Liv laughed, "It was his ideal!"
Idea, not ideal.
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I know how just forgot, in a hurry as always!
And, am still pretty new to LJ.
Thanks for the compliment.
Liv laughed, "It was his ideal!" Idea, not ideal.
LOL! Thanks again. I'll try to keep an eye on my rampant muse!
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Though, not to nag, but yeah, an lj cut would be a good idea. Just put (lj cut="Anything you want") but change () to <> to do a cut. You can go back and put it in this one by going to the story then clicking on the little blue pen at the top by the heart and the arrows (it might make your story better recieved). If you need help, feel free to let me know (I was a horror with this stuff when I started *G*)
Behind a cut.
Thanks again,
Katalina
Re: Behind a cut.
editing / cuts
Great RPS start - welcome to the dark side, hehe. :)
<3
Loved the parting lines.