vigorli

Title: Taking time (1/1)
Author:

obvmluver
Beta::

gypsy33_66 *Thank you so much, hon.*
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: R
Summary: The boys decide to take time together.
Warnings: Fluffier than the fluffiest fluff, methinks
Disclaimer: Lies, lies, it's all lies.
Feedback: Without the little bugger I wouldn't know how I'm doing.
A/N: A big, big, biiiig thank you to my friend,

pale80, who made the beautiful banner for me.

Orlando shivered as he walked down the hill to the cottage following a narrow path. Returning to Lake Wanaka brought back memories of good times, how he tried to learn to fish, how they skinny dipped at midnight when the moon was full. He had been so young back then, amazed by the whole country, about the film industry and how few and far between the days off were. Now, today, he was a sought out actor who desperately needed to get away from the madness that was his reality these days.

The tiny one bedroom cottage had been repainted after the last visit, Orlando realized, and smiled. The paint in the wooden walls had been falling off in tiny splinters revealing the real color of aged wood underneath. Now, it was bright red again, with white window and door frames, the leaky roof had been replaced by a new, tin roof. The front porch, as Orlando rounded the cottage, looked exactly like he remembered it. The wooden railing was still in place, the same fishing gear still hanging on the wall beside the door. Even the doormat was the same.

~~xXx~~

Orlando knelt down in front of the door and lifted one of the corners of that old doormat up to reveal a key he had been told would be there. He was studying the rusty key sitting on his heels when he saw and heard the door opening and a pair of bare feet stepping on the threshold. Lifting his eyes up slowly Orlando saw strong shins and calves, knees and strong, muscular thighs, midnight blue boxers covering narrow hips, a muscular abdomen covered in fine, dark hair, a defined chest with slightly peaked nipples, a stubble-covered throat so familiar the corners of his mouth curved upwards and finally a face that never failed to make him smile.

Grabbing the extended hand Orlando felt himself being pulled up to his feet again and before he knew it, he had been pulled inside, to the warmth away from the cold air. He hadn’t even hung his jacket to the rack when he was pulled into a bear hug from behind and a cool nose was nuzzling the short hair in his neck. Orlando felt a warm and wet tip of a tongue ticking his skin in his neck and it was easy to dip his head down to reveal more skin.

Viggo was freshly showered, Orlando realized, as he smelled his skin, the smell of shower gel filling the air. Viggo had pulled his long hair to a short pony tail with a shoelace but erratic locks of hair were dripping wet, droplets falling on Orlando’s shoulders and running down his back. The hairs on Orlando’s neck sprang to stand on end as Viggo grabbed them with his teeth and tugged lightly. Turning around in Viggo’s arms Orlando wound his own arms around Viggo’s waist and linked his fingers.

~~xXx~~

“Hi,” Orlando began and a bright smile spread on his face again.

“Hey, yourself,” Viggo breathed smiling warmly in return. “Hungry?”

“A little...” Orlando began but his rumbling stomach betrayed him and he chuckled. “Okay, I’m famished.”

“Good. The fish is in the oven but it’ll be a while ‘til it’s ready. Until then...” Viggo said before claimed Orlando’s lips after weeks apart.

“Then... What?” Orlando managed to breathe out before his lips were assaulted again.

“I will get reacquainted with you... Just like this... Memorize every little detail about you once again.” Viggo continued making Orlando smile even brighter against the kisses.

“If you keep this up, you’ll be memorizing me when the food is ready. Have you eaten at all today?”

“No,” Viggo growled against Orlando’s throat.

“Well?” Orlando asked fingering Viggo’s ponytail open.

“That’s it!” Viggo growled again and yanked the black button-down shirt Orlando wore out of his jeans starting to remove the clothes fast, dropping them to the floor, all the time pushing Orlando closer to the couch in the living room. Orlando yelped as the handrail of the couch hit the back of his knees and he fell backwards onto the plush couch pulling Viggo with him.

~~xXx~~

Orlando sat at the table, his plate half empty already, his appetite heightened by the rather spontaneous lovemaking on the couch fifteen minutes ago. He hadn’t bothered to shower and get dressed before sitting at the table because their love was just that – spontaneous, and if he knew Viggo at all that short moment of mind-blowing pure ecstasy wasn’t enough. He could feel there was more in store; he could see it in Viggo’s eyes that he was still hungry for IT, now his hunger was only awakened. He emptied his plate in silence all the time keeping eyes on Viggo, stood up and carried his empty plate to the sink and had almost returned back to his place when he was pushed against the kitchen table from behind, the glasses, plates and utensils making a clinking sound. He gasped and sighed, bit his lower lip and smiled.

~~xXx~~

Night had fallen onLake Wanaka in New Zealand and Viggo had lit a lonely candle on the nightstand beside their bed. Orlando was already sleeping, exhausted from all the travelling and making love twice in a short period of time. Viggo stood at the door looking at him, touching his own lips with his fingers, feeling nothing but happiness, pride and love with a touch of exhaustion. He had woken up early to go out fishing and had spent hours outside, changing places every now and then. Closing the door he made his way to where Orlando slept, blew the candle out and then crawled into bed, pressing one final kiss on Orlando’s shoulder. Finding a good position and spooning Orlando, he closed his eyes and within minutes fell asleep as well.

Teh End

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From:

laura-iskra.livejournal.com

aww, so lovely!

obvmluver.livejournal.com

Thank you. *beams*

illuins-lair.livejournal.com

Oh.. i love it!
And especially:
Candle on the nightstand.. *gets all warm & fuzzy*
Pony tail tied with shoelace *gulps because it´s so.. Viggo*

Hehe. Vig's the shoelace man, for sure. =D
Thanks for commenting.

keenoled.livejournal.com

Yeah, me too, the shoelace was awesome. Made me think of that papparazzo pic with Mistuh Mortensen shopping groceries in his pajamas. :)

Excellent read, thanks so much for sharing!