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Filthy Humans and Prissy Elves
Title: Filthy Humans and Prissy Elves
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silvestra
Rating: R
Pairing: Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom
Disclaimer: these are real people. I am just making them my toys.
Note: This fic was vaguely inspired by Chapter 2 ofladyjaida's Sparrington drabble.
Summary: after a day on the set of LotR, Viggo gets dirty. He needs a bath and who else could be better to give him one than Orlando?
"Alright guys, that's a wrap. Let's have a break." Peter Jackson's voice echoes through the megaphone and then he wipes some sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. It is a hot day and the shooting for Lord of the Rings is going on, full speed and volume.
Viggo Mortensen gets off the horse he's been riding for dozens of takes now and lets his assistant take care of the horse now. He, as well, wipes some sweat off his forehead, and makes his way towards Orlando Bloom, who is sitting near a massive tree, trying to cool himself down a bit. As Viggo approaches, Orlando grins widely. There is not one stain on Orlando's elf costume, not any mud on his boots, no tangle in his hair - while Viggo, then again, is sweaty and covered in soil and mud, his head tangly.
"Someone sure needs a bath," Orlando says, laughing, and offers Viggo a sandwich.
"Give it a rest, elf-boy, and go manicure your nails," Viggo snaps, pretending to be angry. He gives Orlando a warm laugh and accepts the sandwich grudgily. "You know, it's only your luck that Pete didn't decide to film some of those Helm's Deep-scenes today," Viggo says, a smile on his face. Orlando shakes his head.
"Ha, as if I would get dirty while filming them," he says smugly. "I never have to do that kind of scenes anyway." Viggo laughs again.
"Just wait..." Orlando shakes his head again and takes a look at Peter who is discussing the next scene with Dominic Monaghan and Billy Boyd. "Do you think that today's shooting is over in our case, now?" he asks, frowning. Viggo shrugs and stretches his arm a bit.
"I don't know, but I hope so. I have to say that I agree with you - I need a bath," Viggo says and Orlando cackles a bit.
"I'll bet it would need some Elvish touch to get rid of all that filth," Orlando says, smirking. Viggo smiles viciously and leans closer to Orlando.
"You think so?" he continues to grin. Orlando grins as well.
"Uh-huh," he replies, taking a look at Viggo from head to toe. "You look absolutely terrible."
"Why thank you," Viggo says. "I take that as a compliment when it comes from an Elf. Are you sure you haven't developed any spots recently?" Orlando nudges Viggo in the ribs a bit and laughs.
"That was nasty," Orlando says, pretending to be offended.
"Orlando!" Peter calls out while walking closer towards Orlando and Viggo. "You guys can leave. I still have to finish a few takes with Dominic and Billy, but you're done now," he says.
"Alright," Viggo says and stretches a bit again. "I'll see you tomorrow then, Pete," he adds as he leaves the set with Orlando.
"So, how about that bath then, you filthy human?" Orlando says with a low voice and pinches Viggo's buttock a bit.
"What wouldn't I do for the Prince of Smirkwood?" Viggo says and Orlando laughs again.
"Smirkwood... Whatever you may say, Elessar."
***
As the water fills the tub, Viggo slowly undresses until he is wearing nothing but his boxers. Orlando opens the door to bathroom, carrying a bowl of strawberries. When he sees Viggo's expression, he smiles widely. Viggo looks into his now-brown eyes in disbelief.
"What are those for?" Viggo asks in amazement.
"I don't know what you usually do with strawberries, but I use them for eating," Orlando says sarcastically. "And besides, since you are so filthy and exhausted, I thought I might as well spoil you a bit." Orlando takes one strawberry from the bowl and gently places it between his teeth, approaching Viggo. Viggo opens his mouth and bites the other half of the strawberry, leaving Orlando with the other half, Viggo's lips on Orlando's. Viggo lifts his hand to touch Orlando's dark curly hair while he kisses Orlando gently.
Orlando puts the bowl down and grabs Viggo roughly, kissing him hungrily.
"Hey, hey, hey, calm down," Viggo says, laughing. "You were supposed to give me a bath, remember?" he says and smirked widely. Orlando scratches his elbow and nods.
"Yeah... I suppose so," he says and laughs. "Sorry. Couldn't control myself..." Orlando whispers and leans closer towards Viggo, parting his lips with his own tongue and slipping it gently in Viggo's mouth.
"Oh, Orlando," Viggo mumbles as he answers to the kiss. He starts unbuttoning Orlando's shirt while Orlando lets his hands wander all over Viggo's body.
"Viggo, the water," Orlando mutters, pointing out the fact that the tub is already full. Viggo closes the tap and smiles widely.
"There's room for both of us," he says. Orlando smiles and opens the last two buttons of his shirt and lets it fall off him. He unbuttons his jeans and steps out of them, throwing them aside. For a moment the two men stand there, staring at each other, Viggo's eyes following every line in Orlando's slim but muscular torso, and Orlando eating Viggo with his eyes. Then, finally, Viggo pulls his boxers off and steps in to the tub. Orlando doesn't take his eyes off Viggo even when he takes off his pants and follows Viggo to the tub.
"We have a small... lack of room, we might say," Orlando says and wraps his arms around Viggo. Viggo nuzzles closer to Orlando and turns his back to him.
"You said I need some Elvish touch... You can start with my back, if you may," he says with a hoarse voice. Orlando reaches out for a sponge and starts rubbing Viggo's back. He hears the moans of pleasure that Viggo emits and throws the sponge away.
"Viggo, nothing helps. It's hopeless. I can never get you clean..." he whispers in Viggo's ear, massaging his neck.
"Ah, nevermind, Orlando... Just keep going..." Viggo mutters. Orlando kisses the back of his neck and lets his hands go lower.
"Why be clean, if we can be dirty?" Orlando hisses and wraps his arms somewhere around Viggo's waist. Viggo whines a bit. He turns around, now facing Orlando who is panting with excitement. Viggo pulls Orlando in his lap, ready to push himself inside Orlando.
When Orlando feels Viggo inside him, he feels like shouting and screaming in pleasure. But he bites his lips and moves his hips in the rhythm of Viggo's breathing.
"Oh - Viggo - damn..." Orlando pants, grabbing Viggo's hair with his both hands. And just a few seconds later Viggo grabs Orlando's hips tightly as he comes inside Orlando. Orlando slows down and nearly collapses in Viggo's lap.
"Oh Orlando," Viggo whispers. "My oh-so-prissy Elf-boy."
"Oh, shut up, you filthy human," Orlando says and wraps his arms around Viggo. His Viggo. His filthy, but sexy Viggo.
Author:
silvestraRating: R
Pairing: Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom
Disclaimer: these are real people. I am just making them my toys.
Note: This fic was vaguely inspired by Chapter 2 of
ladyjaida's Sparrington drabble.Summary: after a day on the set of LotR, Viggo gets dirty. He needs a bath and who else could be better to give him one than Orlando?
"Alright guys, that's a wrap. Let's have a break." Peter Jackson's voice echoes through the megaphone and then he wipes some sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. It is a hot day and the shooting for Lord of the Rings is going on, full speed and volume.
Viggo Mortensen gets off the horse he's been riding for dozens of takes now and lets his assistant take care of the horse now. He, as well, wipes some sweat off his forehead, and makes his way towards Orlando Bloom, who is sitting near a massive tree, trying to cool himself down a bit. As Viggo approaches, Orlando grins widely. There is not one stain on Orlando's elf costume, not any mud on his boots, no tangle in his hair - while Viggo, then again, is sweaty and covered in soil and mud, his head tangly.
"Someone sure needs a bath," Orlando says, laughing, and offers Viggo a sandwich.
"Give it a rest, elf-boy, and go manicure your nails," Viggo snaps, pretending to be angry. He gives Orlando a warm laugh and accepts the sandwich grudgily. "You know, it's only your luck that Pete didn't decide to film some of those Helm's Deep-scenes today," Viggo says, a smile on his face. Orlando shakes his head.
"Ha, as if I would get dirty while filming them," he says smugly. "I never have to do that kind of scenes anyway." Viggo laughs again.
"Just wait..." Orlando shakes his head again and takes a look at Peter who is discussing the next scene with Dominic Monaghan and Billy Boyd. "Do you think that today's shooting is over in our case, now?" he asks, frowning. Viggo shrugs and stretches his arm a bit.
"I don't know, but I hope so. I have to say that I agree with you - I need a bath," Viggo says and Orlando cackles a bit.
"I'll bet it would need some Elvish touch to get rid of all that filth," Orlando says, smirking. Viggo smiles viciously and leans closer to Orlando.
"You think so?" he continues to grin. Orlando grins as well.
"Uh-huh," he replies, taking a look at Viggo from head to toe. "You look absolutely terrible."
"Why thank you," Viggo says. "I take that as a compliment when it comes from an Elf. Are you sure you haven't developed any spots recently?" Orlando nudges Viggo in the ribs a bit and laughs.
"That was nasty," Orlando says, pretending to be offended.
"Orlando!" Peter calls out while walking closer towards Orlando and Viggo. "You guys can leave. I still have to finish a few takes with Dominic and Billy, but you're done now," he says.
"Alright," Viggo says and stretches a bit again. "I'll see you tomorrow then, Pete," he adds as he leaves the set with Orlando.
"So, how about that bath then, you filthy human?" Orlando says with a low voice and pinches Viggo's buttock a bit.
"What wouldn't I do for the Prince of Smirkwood?" Viggo says and Orlando laughs again.
"Smirkwood... Whatever you may say, Elessar."
***
As the water fills the tub, Viggo slowly undresses until he is wearing nothing but his boxers. Orlando opens the door to bathroom, carrying a bowl of strawberries. When he sees Viggo's expression, he smiles widely. Viggo looks into his now-brown eyes in disbelief.
"What are those for?" Viggo asks in amazement.
"I don't know what you usually do with strawberries, but I use them for eating," Orlando says sarcastically. "And besides, since you are so filthy and exhausted, I thought I might as well spoil you a bit." Orlando takes one strawberry from the bowl and gently places it between his teeth, approaching Viggo. Viggo opens his mouth and bites the other half of the strawberry, leaving Orlando with the other half, Viggo's lips on Orlando's. Viggo lifts his hand to touch Orlando's dark curly hair while he kisses Orlando gently.
Orlando puts the bowl down and grabs Viggo roughly, kissing him hungrily.
"Hey, hey, hey, calm down," Viggo says, laughing. "You were supposed to give me a bath, remember?" he says and smirked widely. Orlando scratches his elbow and nods.
"Yeah... I suppose so," he says and laughs. "Sorry. Couldn't control myself..." Orlando whispers and leans closer towards Viggo, parting his lips with his own tongue and slipping it gently in Viggo's mouth.
"Oh, Orlando," Viggo mumbles as he answers to the kiss. He starts unbuttoning Orlando's shirt while Orlando lets his hands wander all over Viggo's body.
"Viggo, the water," Orlando mutters, pointing out the fact that the tub is already full. Viggo closes the tap and smiles widely.
"There's room for both of us," he says. Orlando smiles and opens the last two buttons of his shirt and lets it fall off him. He unbuttons his jeans and steps out of them, throwing them aside. For a moment the two men stand there, staring at each other, Viggo's eyes following every line in Orlando's slim but muscular torso, and Orlando eating Viggo with his eyes. Then, finally, Viggo pulls his boxers off and steps in to the tub. Orlando doesn't take his eyes off Viggo even when he takes off his pants and follows Viggo to the tub.
"We have a small... lack of room, we might say," Orlando says and wraps his arms around Viggo. Viggo nuzzles closer to Orlando and turns his back to him.
"You said I need some Elvish touch... You can start with my back, if you may," he says with a hoarse voice. Orlando reaches out for a sponge and starts rubbing Viggo's back. He hears the moans of pleasure that Viggo emits and throws the sponge away.
"Viggo, nothing helps. It's hopeless. I can never get you clean..." he whispers in Viggo's ear, massaging his neck.
"Ah, nevermind, Orlando... Just keep going..." Viggo mutters. Orlando kisses the back of his neck and lets his hands go lower.
"Why be clean, if we can be dirty?" Orlando hisses and wraps his arms somewhere around Viggo's waist. Viggo whines a bit. He turns around, now facing Orlando who is panting with excitement. Viggo pulls Orlando in his lap, ready to push himself inside Orlando.
When Orlando feels Viggo inside him, he feels like shouting and screaming in pleasure. But he bites his lips and moves his hips in the rhythm of Viggo's breathing.
"Oh - Viggo - damn..." Orlando pants, grabbing Viggo's hair with his both hands. And just a few seconds later Viggo grabs Orlando's hips tightly as he comes inside Orlando. Orlando slows down and nearly collapses in Viggo's lap.
"Oh Orlando," Viggo whispers. "My oh-so-prissy Elf-boy."
"Oh, shut up, you filthy human," Orlando says and wraps his arms around Viggo. His Viggo. His filthy, but sexy Viggo.