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One Hell of a Dinner
Title: One Hell of a Dinner
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silvestra
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Andy Serkis/Orlando Bloom
Feedback: liked and approved of
Warning: Complete PWP. Smut. Pr0n. Woteva u want to call it, PUNK.
It was another day on the set of Lord of the Rings. I had basically no idea which movie we were filming material for, but I was exhausted, once again. I was sitting on a rock, next to Viggo who was chatting to Peter, and I was looking at him. Andy Serkis. He had just taken off his Gollum-costume and now he was enjoying a sandwich and a cup of coffee.
"Hey, Orlando?" Andy called out. I shivered.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"What are you doing this evening?" he asked quickly and put his hands in his pockets. I smiled slightly and scratched my head. I tried to act cool, even if inside I was boiling and hot - he had finally noticed me.
"Nothing, I guess... Elijah, Sean and Dominic said they are going to go fishing with Viggo, and I am not particularly interested," I replied quietly. "Why?"
"Uh - I just thought it would be fun to do something together - like - see a movie or have dinner, perhaps?" He stuttered a bit and I suddenly felt like just jumping him right there. I kept quiet for a while.
"You know what? That would be nice," I said and smiled widely. His eyes lit up and for a moment he looked like a mad scientist who has just discovered how to blow up the world, using only two substances. "So, shall we say meet at my place at around... seven-ish?" I added. Andy thought about it for a while and then he nodded.
"That sounds good. Do you want me to bring something?" he asked. I had the urge to say 'just bring yourself covered with whipped cream and strawberries'.
"Um - you could bring champagne or wine, whatever you prefer?" Andy smiled.
"That is good, I shall bring something to drink then... See you at seven!" he finished his coffee and left to go home. The filming, for his part, was over for today.
Viggo heard my conversation with Andy, and I saw him frowning. I knew the reason - Viggo was still bitter because I had so coldly put an end to our relationship. The way I had said it - "we'd better stop seeing like this... think of what people would say" - was rude, I admit. But we were better off seeing girls than each other.
And I know, Viggo would be furious if I had a thing with Andy - since it was me who disapproved of us dating in the first place.
"Alright, that's it, guys, the coffee break is over," I heard Pete say, and I was relieved. That meant I wouldn't have to discuss the matter with Viggo.
***
A few hours later I was at my apartment, ready for Andy to arrive. To be honest, I had cooked some kind of meal - but what I expected was not a meal. In fact, if there was something I was going to eat, it would be Andy.
I heard a voice in my head say "Andy Serkis - the other white meat" and I cackled to myself, as I lit some candles. And then the doorbell rang. I took a glance at my watch - Andy was ten minutes early.
I took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Hi, Orlando," Andy said quietly. I stood there for a while, staring at him - he looked marvelous in his casual, but comfortable and cool outfit. "Er - can I - come in?" he asked awkwardly. I blushed a bit and took a step backwards.
"Yes, come in." I pointed him to the hallway and told him to make himself comfortable, while I started setting the table ready.
I was taking the plates from the cupboard, when I suddenly felt his hand on my shoulder. And the next thing I knew was that he was really close to me, his arm wrapped around my waist and his mouth whispering in my ear.
"You are not going to do that, Orlando," he said hoarsely. "I have thought of something better to do." I dropped the other plate accidentally and it fell on the floor, breaking into thousands of pieces. I gasped as Andy turned me around. His face was an inch away from mine and I felt his hot breath on my cheek, as he started unbuttoning my jeans.
"Oh yeah?" I eagerly whispered as I tore his shirt open. "You'd better show me then," I said and placed my mouth on his lips and kissed him hungrily. Andy answered to the kiss at least as hungrily as I did, as I started to drag him towards my bedroom.
"I will, don't worry," he said, smirking nastily as he pulled off my shirt.
"Good, good," I gasped from between the eager and hungry kisses he gave me. I pushed him onto my bed and finally got into pulling his trousers off him.
"Oh my GOD," he gasped as I let my hands wander all over his body while I was kissing him. I felt him pulling my boxers off, and I stopped him. Grinning widely, I brought my hands towards his underpants.
"Not yet, Andy... I am hungry." He went bright red. "Just lay back... Relax," I said quietly, kissing him eagerly as I took off his pants.
"Oh, my God, Orlando..." he gasped as I took his manhood in my mouth, sucking it lightly and twirling my tongue around the tip. I knew I was good at it - according to what Viggo told me, I gave better head than any girl he had ever met.
I moaned and hummed to myself as I kept satisfying him orally and I felt that he was on the edge of explosion. When I felt that he was just about to come, I stopped.
"Oh - come on, don't stop, please..." I just grinned widely. "Please, do it..." he begged.
"Make me," I said and smiled in an evil way. Then I pinned his hands against the bed and kissed him roughly and got back down again. "Is this what you want?" I said with a hoarse voice as I took it in my mouth again, sucking hard.
"Yes, oh yes", he moaned and forced himself to stay still. I knew he wouldn't be able to take it much longer, so I kept sucking and moaning.
And then it happened.
"OH - MY - GOD!" he yelled and I felt him come in my mouth. I closed my eyes tightly and swallowed every drop and then collapsed next to him to the bed.
"That," I started and kissed his cheek, "was one hell of a dinner." He grinned and pulled me to a tight embrace, kissing me lightly on the lips.
"And there's still dessert..." he whispered. I looked at him and grinned, and then we both burst into laughter.
"Come here, you perverted, anorexic, schizophrenic ex-hobbit," I whined and pulled him even closer. He kissed me deeply on the lips and I felt him hard against my thigh.
"Whatever massster saysss..."
Author:
silvestraRating: NC-17
Pairing: Andy Serkis/Orlando Bloom
Feedback: liked and approved of
Warning: Complete PWP. Smut. Pr0n. Woteva u want to call it, PUNK.
It was another day on the set of Lord of the Rings. I had basically no idea which movie we were filming material for, but I was exhausted, once again. I was sitting on a rock, next to Viggo who was chatting to Peter, and I was looking at him. Andy Serkis. He had just taken off his Gollum-costume and now he was enjoying a sandwich and a cup of coffee.
"Hey, Orlando?" Andy called out. I shivered.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"What are you doing this evening?" he asked quickly and put his hands in his pockets. I smiled slightly and scratched my head. I tried to act cool, even if inside I was boiling and hot - he had finally noticed me.
"Nothing, I guess... Elijah, Sean and Dominic said they are going to go fishing with Viggo, and I am not particularly interested," I replied quietly. "Why?"
"Uh - I just thought it would be fun to do something together - like - see a movie or have dinner, perhaps?" He stuttered a bit and I suddenly felt like just jumping him right there. I kept quiet for a while.
"You know what? That would be nice," I said and smiled widely. His eyes lit up and for a moment he looked like a mad scientist who has just discovered how to blow up the world, using only two substances. "So, shall we say meet at my place at around... seven-ish?" I added. Andy thought about it for a while and then he nodded.
"That sounds good. Do you want me to bring something?" he asked. I had the urge to say 'just bring yourself covered with whipped cream and strawberries'.
"Um - you could bring champagne or wine, whatever you prefer?" Andy smiled.
"That is good, I shall bring something to drink then... See you at seven!" he finished his coffee and left to go home. The filming, for his part, was over for today.
Viggo heard my conversation with Andy, and I saw him frowning. I knew the reason - Viggo was still bitter because I had so coldly put an end to our relationship. The way I had said it - "we'd better stop seeing like this... think of what people would say" - was rude, I admit. But we were better off seeing girls than each other.
And I know, Viggo would be furious if I had a thing with Andy - since it was me who disapproved of us dating in the first place.
"Alright, that's it, guys, the coffee break is over," I heard Pete say, and I was relieved. That meant I wouldn't have to discuss the matter with Viggo.
***
A few hours later I was at my apartment, ready for Andy to arrive. To be honest, I had cooked some kind of meal - but what I expected was not a meal. In fact, if there was something I was going to eat, it would be Andy.
I heard a voice in my head say "Andy Serkis - the other white meat" and I cackled to myself, as I lit some candles. And then the doorbell rang. I took a glance at my watch - Andy was ten minutes early.
I took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Hi, Orlando," Andy said quietly. I stood there for a while, staring at him - he looked marvelous in his casual, but comfortable and cool outfit. "Er - can I - come in?" he asked awkwardly. I blushed a bit and took a step backwards.
"Yes, come in." I pointed him to the hallway and told him to make himself comfortable, while I started setting the table ready.
I was taking the plates from the cupboard, when I suddenly felt his hand on my shoulder. And the next thing I knew was that he was really close to me, his arm wrapped around my waist and his mouth whispering in my ear.
"You are not going to do that, Orlando," he said hoarsely. "I have thought of something better to do." I dropped the other plate accidentally and it fell on the floor, breaking into thousands of pieces. I gasped as Andy turned me around. His face was an inch away from mine and I felt his hot breath on my cheek, as he started unbuttoning my jeans.
"Oh yeah?" I eagerly whispered as I tore his shirt open. "You'd better show me then," I said and placed my mouth on his lips and kissed him hungrily. Andy answered to the kiss at least as hungrily as I did, as I started to drag him towards my bedroom.
"I will, don't worry," he said, smirking nastily as he pulled off my shirt.
"Good, good," I gasped from between the eager and hungry kisses he gave me. I pushed him onto my bed and finally got into pulling his trousers off him.
"Oh my GOD," he gasped as I let my hands wander all over his body while I was kissing him. I felt him pulling my boxers off, and I stopped him. Grinning widely, I brought my hands towards his underpants.
"Not yet, Andy... I am hungry." He went bright red. "Just lay back... Relax," I said quietly, kissing him eagerly as I took off his pants.
"Oh, my God, Orlando..." he gasped as I took his manhood in my mouth, sucking it lightly and twirling my tongue around the tip. I knew I was good at it - according to what Viggo told me, I gave better head than any girl he had ever met.
I moaned and hummed to myself as I kept satisfying him orally and I felt that he was on the edge of explosion. When I felt that he was just about to come, I stopped.
"Oh - come on, don't stop, please..." I just grinned widely. "Please, do it..." he begged.
"Make me," I said and smiled in an evil way. Then I pinned his hands against the bed and kissed him roughly and got back down again. "Is this what you want?" I said with a hoarse voice as I took it in my mouth again, sucking hard.
"Yes, oh yes", he moaned and forced himself to stay still. I knew he wouldn't be able to take it much longer, so I kept sucking and moaning.
And then it happened.
"OH - MY - GOD!" he yelled and I felt him come in my mouth. I closed my eyes tightly and swallowed every drop and then collapsed next to him to the bed.
"That," I started and kissed his cheek, "was one hell of a dinner." He grinned and pulled me to a tight embrace, kissing me lightly on the lips.
"And there's still dessert..." he whispered. I looked at him and grinned, and then we both burst into laughter.
"Come here, you perverted, anorexic, schizophrenic ex-hobbit," I whined and pulled him even closer. He kissed me deeply on the lips and I felt him hard against my thigh.
"Whatever massster saysss..."