ext_32102 (
mostlikelyto.livejournal.com) wrote in
fellowshippers2004-03-09 11:07 pm
Shiver, Viggo/Orlando
Title: Shiver
Author:
mostlikelyto
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: R (-ish?)
Summary: Um, I suck at these. A pair drabbles. About Orlando and Viggo. And stuff.
Feedback: Not necessary, but would be like bananas to a monkey.
Viggo was so capable, just so fucking good at everything he did, that you thought that nothing could ever unnerve him. But the first time you had sex, Viggo's calloused hands shook as they slid slowly, lightly over your skin.
"You're shaking," you said.
"I'm not," Viggo replied, his voice breaking. His fingers trembled as they inched down your legs, pulling them apart, pushing them up, and then, oh. Then you were the one trembling.
"You are," you managed to get out, nearly choking on the words.
"So are you," Viggo said into the sensitive skin of your inner thighs.
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Three years, and he's like a stranger to you now.
Underneath your hands, he feels the same. He's doing the same things he's always done. He's arching into your touch, making the same sounds of wanting and needing and moremoremore. But there's something about the way his hips lift off the bed, the way his head goes back when you push into him that isn't exactly the same as you remembered. You don't know what it is, what about him that makes you pause and think, "He wasn't always like this."
"You're shaking," he says, and you are.
He's not.
Author:
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: R (-ish?)
Summary: Um, I suck at these. A pair drabbles. About Orlando and Viggo. And stuff.
Feedback: Not necessary, but would be like bananas to a monkey.
Viggo was so capable, just so fucking good at everything he did, that you thought that nothing could ever unnerve him. But the first time you had sex, Viggo's calloused hands shook as they slid slowly, lightly over your skin.
"You're shaking," you said.
"I'm not," Viggo replied, his voice breaking. His fingers trembled as they inched down your legs, pulling them apart, pushing them up, and then, oh. Then you were the one trembling.
"You are," you managed to get out, nearly choking on the words.
"So are you," Viggo said into the sensitive skin of your inner thighs.
=
Three years, and he's like a stranger to you now.
Underneath your hands, he feels the same. He's doing the same things he's always done. He's arching into your touch, making the same sounds of wanting and needing and moremoremore. But there's something about the way his hips lift off the bed, the way his head goes back when you push into him that isn't exactly the same as you remembered. You don't know what it is, what about him that makes you pause and think, "He wasn't always like this."
"You're shaking," he says, and you are.
He's not.

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Thank you!
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Also, you icon! Eeee!!!!! Josh Lyman, he's so dreamy!!! "Twenty seven lawyers in the room, anyone know 'post hoc, ergo propter hoc?' Josh?" Oh, I love it!
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Is it bad form to ask...I took the second part as Viggo POV...is that what you intended?
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And yes, the second part is Viggo's POV. (I was actually worried that some people wouldn't get that, but now I feel better.)