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Title: ALL IS FAIR IN LOVE & WAR CH.3: LOVE COMES SOFTLY (FB2)
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vigorlilover Pairing: Vigorli, BanaBloom, Karl/Viggo (Implied)
Rating: NC-17 (Overall)
Warning(s): Angst, Violence, AU
Summary: Orlando has known Viggo since he was a child, he grew up in Viggo's neighborhood but as he got older his friendship turned into something more. There was another who was also in love with Viggo, Karl. Karl and Orlando vie for Viggo's affection for years. Karl finally wins Viggo's heart, but has he really?
A/N: So this chapter was suppose to have been up two days ago but cursed work put a damper in my plans. Welll I hope everyone enjoys chapter 3
Disclaimer: Yes, I believe wholeheartedly Viggo and Orlando had this great epic love affair. But I don't have any proof what-so-ever, therefore, this story is a complete fabrication.
Feedback: Yes please; greatly encouraged and appreciated.
3 years later
Viggo just returned home from New York after his five month long book signing tour. He was
laying on his stomach on the couch settling into what a bitch jet lag was, when he heard pounding at his door. He raised his head slowly before letting it collapse back down on the
cushion. The pounding refused to cease. But it was beginning to sound like a distant dream when Viggo began to doze off again. Still whoever it was, was persistent in their pursuit to get Viggo to wake up. Finally Sean put his face between his hands against the window.
“Viggo? Viggo, I know you’re in there. Open up!” He called.
Viggo pushed himself up, “Alright, alright!” He groaned. Now standing, he stretched and went to opened the door for Sean. He let the door swing open barely acknowledging his friend before throwing himself back on the couch. Sean stood over him, looking down at him. “Long trip?” Sean said upon noticing Viggo’s zombie like state as he closed the door behind him.
Viggo rolled his eyes up to him, “You can say that.” He replied while yawning. Sean went into Viggo’s kitchen, grabbing two Budweisers from the fridge. Viggo heard him pop the tops and Sean reemerged from the kitchen and handed one to Viggo. Viggo turned and slowly sat up.
“It couldn't have been as long for you as it was for me; everyone’s been asking when you were coming back. I kept telling them I’m not his Goddamn keeper!” Sean recited, pouring the beer down his throat.
Viggo laughed.
“Your boyfriend’s been particularly curious.” Sean stated blankly.
Viggo took a drink of his beer, “Who?” He ask bewilderingly while sitting the bottle down on the coffee table.
“Who do you think? Your stalker, Karl.” Sean said, keeping a straight face at his joke.
Viggo shook his head amusingly, “Karl’s not that bad.” He responded feeling Sean was being a little unfair.
“He practically molests you in your barn, drives by your house in the middle of the night for God knows what, gets into arguments with a teenage boy for sport...” Sean replied, beginning to go off on a tangent like he didn't have any time to waste to tell viggo all the reasons why he begs to differ.
“Wait, what?” Viggo looked as if he was finally listening to Sean. He’d been gone so long, he’d almost forgotten how much Karl hated Orlando. Apparently that much hasn’t changed.
Sean sat on the arm of the couch, “Orlando. You know how Karl feels about him...Like he's shit on the bottom of his shoe that won't come off.”
Viggo shook his head, but knew as much to be true, “Don’t tell me he’s still been giving him a hard time.”
Sean laughed, “Don’t worry, Viggo, Orlando knows how to hold his own, especially with Karl because he has the one thing Karl doesn’t.”
“What’s that?” Viggo asked curiously.
“Your affection.” Sean answered giving Viggo a wink.
Viggo smiled sheepishly, “How is he? Orli; have you been keeping an
eye on him for me?”
Sean nodded, “Yes, yes, and that hasn’t been easy. A 17 year old is hard to keep tabs on, and keeping the dogs away from him like he’s a piece of meat was even harder.”
Viggo grew worried, imagining all the thoughts that were crossing these men’s mind when they laid eyes on Orlando, “You don’t think anyone’s touched him, do you?”
“No, Viggo, me and my riffle made sure of that. So rest assured Orlando is still pure as gold. Sean joked.
Viggo laughed, “Thanks.”
“No problem. Just so you know though, they have all been counting down the days until he turns 18, especially Eric. Of course he would have taken him at 15, we both know that.”
Viggo's face contorted as he began to feel nauseous.
Sean noticed, “Don’t worry though, he hasn’t. Not for lack of trying, but you should know by now Orlando would not let anyone touch him before you.” Sean said playfully smacking Viggo in the arm while laughing.
“I’m glad you find that so amusing." Viggo replied slightly annoyed, "Anyways have you seen Orli today.” He asked standing up and looking out the living room window that gave him a direct view of Orlando’s house.
Sean looked over to him while smiling to himself, “Yea, I talked to him this morning. He should be home, he said he would be inside all day preparing for his party on Saturday. He obviously doesn't know you're back, I think he would have been tearing down your door long
before I got here."
Viggo released a small laugh, "I know."
Sean stood up, "Well you’ve been away from him for five months, Vig, he’s all yours again.”
Viggo kept his eyes fixed on Orlando's house and smiled, "Yea, he is."
*~*~*
Viggo knocked a few times, waiting to hear the rush to the door like he usually heard from Orlando anytime he stopped by. When he heard nothing he knocked again. Again, nothing. He stepped down from the steps and looked up to the second floor at Orlando’s window. The curtains were closed, evident that Orlando was most likely not in his room or either sleep. Viggo walked around the house thinking maybe he was in the backyard. He pushed past the gate. When he entered the backyard, he scanned the yard and saw party decorations everywhere. It looked like Orlando was preparing for a Hawaiian style gala. His eyes finally rested on Orlando’s sleeping figure. He was laying in his chaise beach chair on top of his yellow and red polka-dot beach towel, and had one leg and arm dangling off the side. The other arm over his eyes and the other leg was bent at the knee, standing up in the air. His full head of curls were disheveled and going every which way across the back of the chair. And he was wearing nothing but short red swimming trunks. Still looking as beautiful as when Viggo left him. When Viggo came to stand over him; Orlando squinted, and moved his arm when the shadow blocked out the sun. He looked up at the blurred face, then he heard that wonderful, recognizable voice.
“So there are angles on earth.”
Viggo’s face finally came into focus and for a minute, Orlando's heart stopped. “VIGGO!” Orlando screamed joyfully jumping up off the chair and into Viggo’s arms, wrapping his legs around his waist. Viggo caught him but both of them tumbled back down in Orlando's chair. Viggo fell between Orlando’s legs. The rough fabric of Viggo's jeans making contact with Orlando's smooth skin. Viggo was afraid he was going to crush him, but Orlando was too excited to feel it if he did. Orlando wrapped his arms around Viggo's head, flowering him with kisses. Viggo's face turn red with bashfulness and laughter at all the affection he was receiving. But when his eyes roamed Orlando's body, his own body began to reel when he saw that Orlando's tight trunks left little to the imagination. Viggo tried to look away and remember that Orlando would always be that little boy in the backyard coloring in his coloring book. Not this entrancing figure before him. But here he was, all grown up. Orlando ended his reign of kisses by shocking them both when he let his lips meet Viggo's. Embarrassed, Orlando pulled back, meeting Viggo's eyes and sucking in his lip, “I’m sorry.”
Viggo, with his hands on each side of Orlando's legs pushed himself up off the chair and sat on the end of it. “It’s ok, it’s not like we haven’t done that before.” Orlando blushed, “True.” Orlando’s face then turned serious and he smacked Viggo in his shoulder.
“That’s for leaving me!”
Viggo winced, “Orl...” He started but was hit two more times, “And that’s for the extra two months you were gone!” Orlando snapped.
Viggo took his wrist before he could sock him again. “Hey, hey, I’m sorry, baby, you know I would have came home sooner if I could have.” Orlando lowered his eyes, “I suppose.” Viggo cupped his chin, “I promise I will make it up to you, but Sean took care of you, right?”
“Of course, Viggo, Beanie is great but I wanted you.” Orlando responded lowly not hiding how sad he was that for once in his life for as long as he could remember, Viggo wasn't there.
Viggo sighed, trying to keep face and not show Orlando how much his admission was eating him up inside. Viggo leaned over to kiss Orlando's cheek, “I know; hey look I got you something.” Viggo said hoping Orlando didn't hear how chocked up he'd gotten.
Orlando widen his eyes and smiled in anticipation, “Really?” Viggo turned to pull a rectangular box out his back pocket, Orlando grinned as he took it. He opened it to see a diamond necklace with the words, I LOVE YOU, ORLANDO engraved around the statue of liberty. Orlando
took it out and held it up, his lips started to tremble as he began to cry. Orlando crawled onto Viggo's lap giving him a tight hug, and they slid off the edge of the chair towards the ground.
“Thank you, Vig, it's beautiful.” Viggo wiped Orlando’s eyes as Orlando laid on top of him, “I thought you’d like it.” Viggo smiled feeling so happy to have Orlando in his arms again. Viggo kissed Orlando's forehead, while tangling his fingers in his hair.
“I love it! Here put it on for me, please.” Orlando handed the chain to Viggo and he raised up off Viggo so he could turn around. He sat crossed legged on the concrete and pulled up the back of his hair, as Viggo clasped the necklace together. Viggo gently squeezed Orlando’s shoulders, as Orlando turned back around to show it off to Viggo, “How does it look?” Orlando asked with a proud smile.
“Beautiful, just like you.” Viggo admitted looking from the necklace to daze into Orlando’s eyes.
They stared at each other like they were locked in time, only to be knocked out of their world when they heard the gate open. Orlando’s glee turned to annoyance when saw Karl’s reflection in the pool before he looked up at him. “What are you doing here?” Orlando asked spitefully.
Viggo looked from Orlando to Karl patting his leg comfortingly as he stood up. He extended his hand to Orlando, helping him get up. Karl was more focused on Viggo than Orlando’s childish banter. “Karl, hey.” Viggo walked over to give Karl a brief hug. Orlando rolled his eyes, fumes of jealously starting to flame. Orlando came to stand next to Viggo slipping his arm through his possessively. Karl looked at Orlando, “Did I interrupt something?” He asked, making sure Orlando caught the slur in his words.
Viggo opened his mouth to say no, but Orlando intervened, “Yes!” Viggo tried not to laugh at how cute Orlando was when got agitated. While Karl tried not to reveal his complete despise of Orlando to Viggo, but it was hard to hide it. Karl gave Orlando a stare that made Viggo's humor at the situation get replace by his blood beginning to chill.
Viggo pulled Orlando protectively close, “So what’s up?” He asked in an attempt to get Karl's focus off his young friend. “I wanted to see you, you’ve been gone for five months. I missed you.” Viggo smiled weakly, “I was going to make my rounds to all my friends.”
“Exactly!” Orlando cut in, “See him on your own time, now get off my property.” He added his temples flaring as he spat at him.
“Orli...” Viggo tried to cut him off before he got any deeper under Karl’s skin.
Karl put his face in Orlando's, “I didn’t know you paid rent, brat! Even though you might as well; your parents are never home. But if I were them I’d stay on the other side of the world too, to get away from you!”
Orlando eyes began to burn, but he refused to give Karl the satisfaction of knowing he hurt his feelings.
“Karl!” Viggo snapped in disbelief, feeling this had already gone too far.
Still Orlando wouldn't let Karl get the better of him, “You wanna talk about someone avoiding someone like the plague...Look around, no one wants to be near you. Me, Viggo, Beanie, even Eric gets annoyed with your incandescent mumbo jumbo about why Viggo will NEVER love you, it's pretty pathetic if you ask me.”
Karl lost it and swiftly grabbed Orlando’s arm, knocking Viggo out of the way. “AH!” Orlando screamed. Viggo’s eyes widened, “KARL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? LET HIM GO!” Viggo shouted fearfully, trying to remove Karl's grip from Orlando, but the other man was too strong. Orlando's eyes were wide and unmoving when looking up at Karl’s terrifying rage. “Get this, I have a better chance with Viggo than someone who can’t even vote yet.” Karl said, shaking Orlando who was trembling. Karl finally loosened his grip enough to release Orlando. Orlando sheltered himself in Viggo's arms. Viggo held him tight, and even though Orlando's arms were burning, he now felt safe enough to throw Karl a smug smile, “I highly doubt that!”
Viggo cringed at how mad he was at Karl. Only Orlando was keeping him from going off on his childhood friend, “Karl, maybe you should leave.” He said before did or said something he would regret.
“Yea, maybe you should.” Orlando repeated.
“I’ll come by later.” Viggo lied, just to make Karl happy.
Karl sighed, “Yea sure.” He turned and stormed out the yard. Orlando turned in Viggo’s arms and was now rubbing his sore arm over the red bruise left behind on his golden skin. He looked up at Viggo with soft eyes.
Viggo took his arm in his hands, “I’m so sorry, Orli.”
Orlando smiled at Viggo as Viggo began to sooth it. Orlando was feeling more sympathetic towards Viggo than himself, “What for? You didn’t do anything wrong, besides Karl has got a little crazier since you left. I’m use to him.”
“You mean he’s done this before?” Viggo asked fearfully.
“Kind of, but Beanie and Eric were there, so they kind of ganged up on him for me.”
Viggo nodded but felt his chest aching, because he knew he should have been the one there. He thought about what Sean said earlier, “So Eric, you’ve been hanging out with him a lot?”
Orlando couldn't help but laugh at the way Viggo all of a sudden looked like a little boy, “Why? Jealous?”
“No.” Viggo answered quickly in defense, “Just Curious.” Viggo said in an attempt to convince himself more than Orlando.
“Right. Well to answer your question, not really. I mean Beanie had to work so Eric took me to school a few times so I wouldn’t have to catch the bus. But no, he hasn’t tried to fuck me if that’s what your asking.” Orlando said crossing his arms and leaning to the side.
Even now Viggo was shocked by the things that came out of Orlando’s mouth, “You have a potty mouth, you know that? I should have persuaded your parents to send you to catholic school.”
Orlando went into a fit of laughter, “Sorry. Eric did not try to tickle my feather. Is that better?”
“Much.” Viggo felt himself relax and looked away until Orlando continued.
“But I know he wanted to.” Viggo looked at him in worried anticipation.
Orlando went and sat on the edge of the pool, putting his feet in the water. Slowly, he circled them around, and looked up at Viggo who eyes were a mixture of confusion and anxiety. “Viggo, c’mon. I’m not that dense; eyes tell a lot about a person. I see the way he looks at me. But you have to realize Eric may be a lot of things but he’s not dangerous. Sure if I said lets hop in the backseat, he would have been much to happy to oblige, but he wouldn’t hurt me. Now Karl; his eyes tell a different story. I know you try to find the good in everyone, that’s just who you are, and of course you’ve known Karl for ages. But he’s obsessed with you, Vig. I wish you'd see that, look at what he did today. He hates me and he feels his life would be much better if I wasn't in yours.” Orlando told him like it something he hated to but needed to say.
Viggo felt guiltier by the second for not being there to protect Orlando past months, he came and laid on the ground next to him and slid the back of his hand up and down his thigh. He smiled up at Orlando who returned the smile. Orlando put his hand in Viggo's, they let their fingers lock around each other. He sat up and took Orlando in his arms tightly, like he was afraid something bad would happen if he didn't. Orlando snuggled into Viggo’s neck. Orli was right, Viggo thought. He never wanted to admit it to himself how deep Karl’s feelings ran for him. Now he was feeling lost, how can he continue a friendship with Karl without it being awkward? Especially after what he'd just done. And Orlando, he can’t even look like he's thinking about him without Karl getting upset. Most of all, how do he let Karl know that he will never love him in return?
Viggo looked back at Orlando’s arm. Orlando saw the concern in his face, “It’s ok, really.” Orlando said and then thought a moment, The corners of his mouth widen so his dimples got deeper and deeper. “But it will feel much better if you kissed it.”
Viggo ran his hand over Orlando's arm, trying not to laugh at Orlando's never ending attempts to entice him, “You’re hopeless, you know that?” Orlando grinned from ear to ear, "Yep and you wouldn't have me any other way."
Viggo nodded in agreement, "No I wouldn't." He said, leaning down giving Orlando a sweet lingering kiss on his arm. Viggo looked back up into Orlando's eyes, “All better?”
Orlando nodded, his curls bouncing as he did. “Alright, angel face, I gotta go.” Viggo stood up and Orlando hopped up with him.
“Awww, why?” Orlando asked looking heartbroken.
“I’m sorry, Orli, I just got in this morning after a long flight, and it’s been a long day. I’m tired and I just want to lay down.” Viggo said knowing he would have to stay firm for Orlando; because the older he got, the more persuasive he became especially when it came to getting Viggo to do something.
Orlando grew a mischievous grin, “You can lay down in my bed.”
Viggo smirked, “With your superman sheets, I don’t think so.”
Orlando chuckled, “I got rid of those two months ago.”
“Sure you did.” Viggo said, knowing Orlando was feeding him lines.
Orlando followed him to the gate, “You’re gonna be at my birthday party though, right?” He called behind him.
Viggo turned around, “What, as the chaperon? I really don’t want to deal with a bunch of teenagers the whole night. Dealing with you on a daily basis is enough.” Orlando playfully hit him, they both chuckled. “Ok, ok I promise to make an appearance.”
“An appearance? But...” Orlando started to pout.
Viggo held up his finger, “Un-un, Orli, take it or leave it.”
Orlando sighed, “Oh, alright. But you will show up, pinky swear it!”
Viggo wrapped his pinky around Orlando’s, “Trust me, I pinky swear to never disappoint you.”
Orlando threw his arms around Viggo's neck, pulled him into a sweet kiss on the lips, “I know.” He whispered.
When their lips parted, Viggo couldn't help the electric shocks that were going through him in the after effects of the kiss. He smiled at Orlando and he brushed the back of his hand against Orlando’s cheek, he hated to leave him but knew if was best if he did. Orlando waved bye as Viggo left. He closed it behind him, soon as it latched, he started jumping up and down, “He likes, he like me.” Orlando shouted to himself, “I have to go call Dom and Lij.” He screamed as he ran in the house.
Viggo was walking across the street when Karl met up with him. “Vig, about earlier...” Viggo held up his hand, “Save it! There is no excuse for what you did back there. I know Orlando is not one of your favorite people, but he is still a child and if you ever put your hands on him like that again...” Viggo caught himself, afraid of what he might say.
“I know, I know, he just...” Karl paused looking down before meeting back up with Viggo’s unforgiving eyes, “Never mind, just let me make it up to you.
“I’m not the one you should be making it up to. You could have really hurt him.” Viggo boasted, his anger from earlier beginning to flare up again.
Karl nodded. But Viggo could tell he wasn’t sincere and didn’t care.
“I know but since that will never happen, let me start with you. This Saturday, lets go out; dinner, a movie, your choice it can be your welcome home present.” Karl said hopefully.
Karl’s bitter remark and action towards Orlando was further turning Viggo off. “I’m sorry I can’t, I mean it's a sweet gesture, but I promised Orlando I would show up to his birthday party on Saturday.”
“I’m sure he will get over it!” Karl sneered.
“No, Karl, I promised him.” Viggo reminded him again agitatedly.
“But if you hadn’t, it would have been something else you have to do for Orlando, right?”
“Karl.” Viggo said, letting a bout of compassion seep through his voice.
“Just forget it, Viggo, I’ll just see you later.” Viggo watched Karl walk away.
That night Viggo tossed and turned, he was tired but sleep would not come for him. He kept pondering what he did to make Karl fall so in love with him. If he did anything at all and how did he miss the signs. He’d known him his whole life, this was to surreal for Viggo to handle. What was he going to do about it when he couldn’t return those feelings? Then there was Orlando whose sweet innocence, and unwavering charm grew on Viggo year after year, now here he was, in two days he would be 18 and all he wanted was Viggo. Viggo looked over at his nightstand to a picture of Orlando in his blue and white soccer uniform. Viggo smiled, sliding the back of his finger down the picture. He wanted him too.
*~*~*
Eric pulled up in front of Karl’s house. Karl was sitting on the steps of his porch. The incident in the days pass replaying in his mind.
Eric’s approach didn’t help to keep the thoughts away either, “I’m surprised there is still room to park, seems like the whole neighborhood is at Orli’s birthday party.” Eric said, getting out his car coming to stand in in the middle of the yard. Karl glanced a few houses down watching as group after group of people hurried in Orlando's house. “You wanna go check it out?” Karl focused his eyes back on Eric with a ‘you must be kidding’ gaze.
Eric walked closer, amused by the gesture. “lover boy might be there.” Eric added, raising his eyebrows sneakily.
“I know he is, you know I finally asked him out.” Karl said, remembering the foul taste in his mouth at Viggo's rejection.
“Awww how cute.” Eric said sarcastically.
Karl frowned, “Shut up!”
Eric smirked as Karl continued.
“Anyway, he said he couldn’t go out because he was going to the kid’s stupid birthday party.” Karl released a long sigh, anger creeping up on him again.
“Oh, don’t tell me you’re surprised by that, if Orlando ‘tight-ass’ Bloom was giving me his virginity at the stoke of midnight, I would be there too.” Eric laughed to himself.
Karl’s eyes flashed on him. He was ready to take his anger out on anyone and anything and right now Eric was the closet.
“Who would’ve thought after all these years you’ve known Viggo and had a thing for him you would let a teenager get his dick first.” Eric mocked before bursting into laughter.
“Alright, alright. Enough!” Karl snapped standing up and walking to Eric. Eric looked taken aback and backed a few steps away from Karl. But Karl turned his focus back towards Orlando’s house.
Eric couldn’t help but feel pitiful for Karl, “Sorry, I know you have it bad for him. You always have. So are you finally ready to throw in the towel?” Eric asked shifting his hands in his pockets.
“What else can I do, the kid’s an adult now. Viggo can be with him, fuck him all day long and not get in trouble for it.” Karl tried to block out the image of the two of them in his head.
“Yea, and I bet when Orlando puts in on him, you really won’t have a chance with him.” Eric laughed again.
Karl turned back to Eric, “Will you cut the sarcasm, you’re not helping.”
Eric finally lost his humor, “Sorry.”
“It’s over, Eric; he’s won, that little piece of shit has fucking won. I will never be with Viggo now.” Karl lowered his head and ran his hands through his hair. He turned way from the house to look at Eric. Eric patted his shoulder, “Now, Karl, never say never.”
*~*~*
Eric and Karl slowly drove past Orlando’s house just in time to see Viggo and Sean knocking at the door.
When Orlando opened the door, his happy face turned into an even bigger smile., He wore an orange and blue polo shirt with Khakis and a Lei around his neck, Viggo then smile at the necklace he still wore. “Viggo!”
Orlando jumped up and wrapped his arms around Viggo’s neck, kissing him on corner of his mouth inches from his lips. Ecstatic to see the man who looked as handsome as ever in his brown slacks and beige collared shirt. Sean giggled and Viggo softly punched him on his thigh.
Orlando turned to Sean, “Hey Beanie.” He said giving him tight hug, not as affectionate but sweet nonetheless.
Viggo held a medium size box under his arm, and Sean held a gift bag. Orlando took Viggo’s box first, he shook it, “What is it?” He said holding it at his ear, “Clothes, shoes, a game, Sega Genesis...”
Viggo held his wrist to stop him from guessing. “Why don’t you just wait and see.” Orlando blew a deep breath and turned to take the bag from Sean. He tried to peek inside the bag, before Viggo noticed, “Orli!” Viggo called out, stopping him. Orlando sucked his teeth. “Alright!”
Dominic walked up next to him eating a slice of pizza. “Hi, guys.” Viggo and Sean smiled, “Hi, Dommie.” They said simultaneously. Orlando turned to him, wipe your greasy hands and go put my presents on the table with the others. Dominic wiped his hands on his pants and took the two gifts from Orlando, walking back past a group of kids dancing and another group of kids attacking a hula girl pinata. Orlando looked back to the two men before him, “What?” He asked at their amused expressions.
“Is that how you treat your guests, like servants?” Viggo teased.
“Oh, Dom, he’s used to it.” Orlando replied feeling unapologetic.
Viggo and Sean laughed.
“Right. Well we’re going to go.” Viggo said. "Don't have too much fun." Viggo warned.
“I won't have any without you. You can’t stay for a little while?” Orlando asked, trying not to sound like he was begging but failing miserably.
“Orli, I kept my word.” Viggo said sweetly.
“Oh, Viggo, it’s his birthday.” Sean added, intentionally undermining Viggo's stance. All Viggo needed was for him to encourage Orlando, something he'd become good at doing over the years.
Orlando took his hand and looked up at him with those undeniable brown eyes that won Viggo over a million times, “Please, Vigggg...I’ll end my party early and it can just me you and me tonight.”
Sean brought his fist up to his mouth to keep from going into hysterics because he knew how uncomfortable this was about to make Viggo.
Viggo tried not to pay him any attention, “You’re going to kick all your friends out just so you can be with me?” Viggo asked, making sure he heard him right. Orlando gave him a witty smile. He turned away from them and went to the table of presents. Viggo and Sean looked at each other confusingly.
Orlando came back with Viggo’s present under his arm, “Come back before midnight and give this back to me.” He said handing Viggo back his gift.
Viggo looked from Orlando to Sean for answers, “After you give me my birthday present, I’ll give you yours.”
Viggo widen his eyes as Sean immediately put his hand back over his mouth trying terrible hard not to laugh.
Orlando winked at him, “See you later.”
Viggo nodded, speechless from Orlando’s proposition.
When Orlando closed the door behind them Viggo slowly stepped off the steps. Viggo was still trying to register what Orlando was telling him. He looked over to Sean, “Is he saying what I think he’s saying?”
“That depends, what do you think he’s saying? And if it’s what I think he’s saying then the answer is yes, when you give him back his present, he’s going to give you his butt cherry.” Sean let all the laughter he'd been holding in come out full force. Viggo couldn’t help but slowly start to laugh as well, stopping when he thought he saw Eric’s car speeding up the street with an unrecognizable passenger.
*~*~*
Just as promised when Viggo walked back over to Orlando’s, the house was deserted. He walked around back. He looked up into the sky, he’d never seen stars so beautiful, until he saw Orlando sitting on the bench under the gazebo. He smiled up at Viggo when he saw him approaching.
“As promised I’m back.” Viggo said retracing his steps pass the pool to where he fist met Orlando.
“As promised we’re alone.” Orlando replied patting the bench for Viggo to come sit next to him.
Viggo did as his invitation called and sat next to Orlando. He handed Orlando back his present.
“I didn’t come for ‘that’ either.” Viggo said shyly, hoping to make it clear to Orlando that was not all he wanted from him. Orlando laughed at his embarrassment.
Orlando leaned in to kiss Viggo’s cheek, “I know you would have come anyway.”
Viggo patted his leg, “I told you I’d never disappoint you.”
Orlando turned the box over, eagerly tearing the blue wrapping paper off, he then pulled apart the cotton wrapping to reveal a painting of him and Viggo when Viggo was reading to him when he was a child.
He looked up at Viggo, “You did this?” Orlando asked feeling his heart warm. Viggo nodded, “There are somethings money can’t by, like every precious moment I've ever spent with you, happy birthday, Orli.”
Orlando blushed, looking back down at the painting, “It’s beautiful, Viggo. Thank you.” Orlando gave him another kiss on the cheek. Only this one lingered.
Viggo leaned into the kiss, "You're more than welcome."
“I’ll treasure it forever.” Orlando promised, gently placing the painting back in the box, and sat it next to him on the bench. He then sat quietly next to Viggo and started to look down at his hands attempting to avoid Viggo's eyes.
“I never known you to be this quiet, Orli, talk to me.” Viggo pleaded. Taking Orlando’s hand.
Orlando took a deep breath and looked up to him, “I know in your eyes I’m still a child even though I’m 18 now; but since I met you, before I knew what it meant to care about someone or protect them...Or love them. It’s been you that I could count on, that I could trust. I don't know now how to thank you enough, for loving me, Viggo.”
Viggo felt himself lifting at Orlando's words. He never really sat and thought about how big of a part he played in Orlando's life until this moment, “You never have to thank me for that, it’s not hard to love you.”
Orlando felt himself getting choked up as he struggle to get the words out, Viggo could sense this as well so he gently massaged the back of his neck reassuringly.
Orlando stumbled but continued to try to tell Viggo how he felt. “No, I know...It’s that...I mean I love you too, but...What I’m trying to say is...I’m in love you." Orlando sighed feeling relieved he was able to get that much out. He still tried not to look at Viggo for fear of what he might see but he kept going. "You're in my heart and my mind, Viggo, every second of everyday and I just want to be with you for real.” Orlando stood up, letting Viggo’s hands fall back to his sides. Orlando circled his foot nervously in the grass, continuing to look away from Viggo, “I know you must think I’m just being silly, and this is just a crush and I’ll get over it, but I think I’ve loved you before I even knew what it was. I don’t think I will ever get over this feeling.” Orlando turned his back to Viggo, and put his face in his hands waiting for him to say everything Orlando did not want to hear, like: He was child, he didn't know what he was talking about, it
is just an infatuation and he would grow out of it.
There was silence, then Orlando felt Viggo’s hot breath on his neck, “Orli...” He breathed pulling his arms down away from his face and forcing him to turn around, “That’s one feeling you never have to know.” Orlando let a tear fall down his cheek. Viggo used his thumb to brush it away. The little boy he loved and cared for was now this strikingly beautiful young man who wanted nothing more than a piece of Viggo’s love forever. It was something Viggo could no longer run from.
Viggo pulled Orlando closer to him, he cupped his neck as he leaned in to give Orlando a kiss on the lips. Orlando ran his hands up Viggo's back, immediately responding to the kiss. Their tongues met with red roaring passion that made Viggo pull Orlando closer. Viggo briefly broke the kiss with heavy breathing consuming both of them, “You’re parents coming back soon?” He managed to ask. Orlando lowered his head, “No, mum and dad won’t be back until the end of next week.” Viggo shook his head, angry at the way they neglected Orlando, even more so now on his birthday. “I’m sorry.”
Orlando ran his hands up and down Viggo's back, “It’s ok, you’re here.” Orlando was quiet a few moments, he bit his lip until he raised his eyes shyly, “Will you stay with me tonight?” He asked nervously. Viggo felt himself getting lost in Orlando's eyes again as he always did. For once he would let himself stay forever gone. He nodded. Orlando smiled, he took Viggo's hand and led him through the patio doors into the house.
When they entered Orlando’s room, Orlando came to sit down on his full size bed. Viggo looked around his room at the his wall covered with baseball and soccer posters, collection of soccer trophies on his dresser, and a collage of pictures with him and Viggo on his mirror. Viggo had been in here more times than he could count, either because Orlando was lonely, or helping him with his homework but mostly for Orlando’s company. Orlando was always able to put a smile on Viggo’s face. Now he was here with Orlando for a completely different reason, tonight their relationship would change forever.
Viggo came to sit with Orlando on the bed, looking almost as nervous as Orlando was. He eyed Orlando’s comforter, he ran his hand across the soft superman fabric between him and Orlando.
“I thought you got rid of these.” Viggo teased, making Orlando blush as he raised his shoulders shyly.
“I didn’t want you to think of me as a little kid, I’m sorry for lying. I bet you think that’s more childish than the blankets, huh?.” Orlando said regretfully, looking at Viggo hoping he wasn't
mad.
Viggo broke into small laugh, he ran his hand down the back of Orlando’s hair, “Don’t ever be afraid to tell me the truth, Orli, that’s what makes relationships work.”
Orlando's face brightened, “You mean we could have more?”
Viggo leaned in to kiss him passionately, “We could have a whole lot more. If that’s what you want...”
Orlando bit his lip and looked behind him before scooting further back in his bed, now laying on his back, he silently told Viggo what he wanted of him.
Viggo watched him as he waited in anticipation, “Are you sure this is what you want, Orli?” Viggo asked suddenly feeling as if Orlando was a porcelain doll he was afraid to touch because he might break.
Orlando's comforting smile and the trust he had in his eyes began to melt Viggo's reserve.
“I wanted this since I was 15, there’s nothing stopping us now, Viggo; Make love to me, please.” He said softly, so inviting so innocent that made it hard for Viggo to deny him the world if he had that choice.
Viggo took off Orlando's shoes and slipped out his own, he crawled on top of him. Viggo first began to run his hands down Orlando’s chest, letting them slip under his shirt. Orlando moaned when Viggo circled his fingers around his nipples. Orlando lifted his arms and Viggo proceeded to pull his shirt over his head. He then took off Orlando’s shorts. Viggo hesitated, briefly looking into Orlando’s eyes, making sure he was still ok. Orlando showed no side repeal, so Viggo took the next step and pulled briefs down his legs until they came off over his ankles.
Orlando shut his eyes and hitched a breath out of nervousness and the lightening sensation that was going through him. Viggo took a deep breath at Orlando’s naked golden body and shook his head, his dick was pulsing at the sight alone. Orlando found the courage to spread his legs, “You like?” He asked smiling at the excitement in Viggo's eyes. Viggo nodded, “You have no idea.” He responded, his body hot with anxiety. Viggo was still fully clothed when he leaned over Orlando, kissing his neck and mouth. Trailing his fingers up and down his chest as he did. Viggo allowed his hand to run over Orlando’s cock, Orlando let out a loud moan, gripping the sheet with one hand and Viggo's shoulder with the other as Viggo touched him.
Viggo kissed his way from Orlando's mouth and began gliding his tongue down the base of his throat, letting his hand continue pumping his erection. Viggo's tongue went from one nipple to the other. Orlando was arching his back and continued wrinkling the sheets. Viggo looked up at Orlando, "Orli, you're loosing it already, baby, and I haven't even started." Orlando pursed his lips and put his his finger in his mouth. "I know...It just feels so good." He whimpered out.
Viggo gave him a seductive smile as he continued. His tongued circled around Orlando's belly button. Orlando capped his hand around Viggo's hand that was prodding his cock, savoring in the rhythmic way he moved it. Viggo slid his hand off and into Orlando's so he could lean in to kiss the inside of Orlando's thigh, he trailed his tongue along his inner thigh until he came to his balls, he gently sucked them, before taking the whole thing in his mouth.
Viggo released Orlando's hand, who then circled it round Viggo's head and through his hair. Viggo pulled Orlando to the edge of the bed, so he could get on his knees for better leverage. Viggo held Orlando’s legs to the sides, he began rubbing his hands up and down them, he then took his finger to Orlando’s hole. Orlando arched his back more aggressively than the last time, he started to pull on his curls. Using them as reigns on a horse, that was on it’s way to paradise.
The discomfort of Viggo’s finger was being overshadowed by Viggo’s warm mouth between his legs. “Viggg...Oh, Viggo.” He moaned even louder when Viggo trailed his tongue further up to take all of Orlando in his mouth. Orlando screamed, “OH FUCK!” Viggo roughly pushed his finger deeper, “Language.” Viggo managed to say even though his mouth was clamped around Orlando’s cock. “Sorry.” Orlando breathed, Viggo inserted another finger, this time Orlando tightened his butt together. Viggo continued rubbing his other hand up and down Orlando’s thigh, he lifted his head “Relax, baby. It only to make things easier, ok.” Viggo told him resuming the blow job he was giving him. Orlando nodded and attempted to relax his body sinking into the sensation of Viggo’s mouth. His cock was getting squeezed by the back
of Viggo throat, he would come any minute, Viggo moved his mouth up and down his shaft already tasting the cum seeping through, he prodded a little bit longer. “Oh, "GODDDD...” Orlando screamed again coming hard down Viggo’s throat.
Viggo took in every last drop, he slowly eased his mouth off, he licked his lips and stood up, looking down at Orlando.
“Wow! Just wow!” Orlando breathed out with the heavy breathing slowly subsiding, “That was so much better then a hand job.”
Viggo raised his eyebrows up and down knowingly, “Yea tell me about it. There are a lot of things that are better than hand jobs.”
Orlando looked at the bulge in Viggo’s pants, “Like that?” Orlando asked softly biting his lips.
Viggo nodded, he then began to unbuckle his own pants when he saw a flinch of apprehension in Orlando’s face.
“I’ll stop if you want me to." Viggo said holding his hand on his pants, making sure Orlando was okay before he went any further. "We don't have to do this, I'm sure you've had plenty of excitement for one night.”
Orlando's smiled reassured him, “No, I’m fine, don’t stop. I want this more then anything.” Viggo continued to pull down his pants, letting them drop to the floor.
Orlando widen his eyes and swallowed hard at Viggo erect cock, Viggo smirked, “It’s not as scary as it looks.”
Orlando giggled nervously, “Shut up!” He teased.
Viggo began unbuttoning his shirt his shirt, now he too was completely naked. Orlando's skin claimed up as his eyes roamed Viggo's solid body that looked so much different than his...Viggo was man with the body of a god. Orlando began to purr before Viggo even began to touch him. Viggo
stood at the end of the bed and reached around Orlando’s thighs, pulling him tighter to him so their cocks were touching, “Remember the lesson I just gave you about relaxing?” Orlando nodded but he was barely able to concentrate because of the seductive way Viggo was hovering over him.
“Good, then I’m going to need you to execute it.” Viggo told him, “This is going to feel far more different than a finger.”
Orlando slowly shook his head, “Ok.”
“But I won’t hurt you, I promise.” Viggo added reassuringly.
“I know, I trust you.” Orlando breathed.
"That's my boy." Viggo turned and spit in his hand, he slicked his dick getting it nice and wet. He held Orlando’s lean legs in the air. He removed one hand to hold his dick at Orlando’s entrance, Viggo pushed Orlando’s legs against his chest, as Orlando started to tear up at the tight pressure. It was too much that he unintentionally closed himself off to Viggo. “Don’t push me out, Orli.”
Orlando tried again to relax, Viggo reached down to spread Orlando’s cheeks, he played with his cock again, kissed his nipples to distract him from the pain. But Orlando was so tight and Viggo was doing everything in his power not to hurt him. Orlando bit his lips and tightened his eyes shut. Viggo finally managed to get the head in after some maneuvering, he held Orlando’s hips to stop him from wiggling. Viggo slowly eased his way inside Orlando’s hole, “Ah, Viggo, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts...” He whimpered repeatedly. “Oh, I know, baby, I know.” He said compassionately, he ran his hands over Orlando’s chest, and kissing his neck, “You’re doing good though, once I’m through it’s going to feel so much better, I promise.”
Orlando was being a good sport and sticking out the pain as Viggo worked his way into his body. Viggo met Orlando's lips in an eager response. Orlando wrapped his arms around Viggo’s shoulders like he was a life raft. Viggo worked his hips so he was gradually speeding up his thrusts. Orlando was getting use to the feel of Viggo’s cock inside him, he moaned as he was beginning to like it as well. Orlando began to work his body with Viggo, as Viggo went deeper and deeper. Viggo let his teeth graze the side of Orlando’s neck, “Oh, Orli, baby. You feel so good. SO FUCKING TIGHT!” Orlando softly bit Viggo's bottom lip, "Language!" He joked. "Sorry." Viggo replied before laughing. Viggo kissed him again, he held onto Orlando's headboard above his head The more Orlando squirmed, the faster Viggo was starting to loose himself in Orlando’s body with pump after pump, and after a few more thrust he came fast and hard. "OHHHH, Orli!!!"
Viggo made small murmurs as his climax came to a stand still. He laid his head down on Orlando’s chest. Orlando kissed his damp forehead, “I’m so mad at you.” Orlando breathed out.
“Why’s that.” Viggo asked looking up at him puzzled. “You’ve known me for over 11 years and you made me wait until I was 18 to give me that.” He screamed, still
drowning in the love making they just had.
Viggo curled his eyes up to Orlando, “Well considering you’ve only been 18 for a couple of hours, I should be more mad at myself.”
“Do you regret this?” Orlando asked lowering his eyes.
Viggo sat up so he could scoot back against Orlando’s headboard, “Do not know by now that I love you more than anything?” He pulled Orlando into his arms, placing his hand on his cheek. “How could yo think I would regret something as beautiful as what we did tonight. I would make love to you every night for the rest of my life if I can.”
“You really mean that? So we’re like together now?” Orlando asked widening his eyes at the prospect.
Viggo pulled on his curls, “Yes, until you get tired of me.”
Orlando smiled as tears crept into his eyes because of how happy he was, “Viggo I love you and I will love only you forever. I’m glad you were my first.” He said kissing Viggo all over his face. Viggo combed his fingers through his curls.
"So am I." He said sincerely.
“I want you to be my only.” Orlando added. Viggo smiled happily running his hands up and down Orlando’s slender back. "Orli, you'll tire of me in a few years...Forever is a long time."
"Stop being so negative, Viggo, you belong to me until the day I die and I belong to you." Orlando kissed him again. Viggo held his hand, pinky swear it. Orlando took both Viggo's hands, held them up so he could wrap both his pinky's around Viggo's. "Double pinky swear."
They locked them around each other. Orlando crawled on Viggo's lap and held his shoulders,
“Let’s do it again.”
Viggo grinned wrapping his arms around Orlando's waist, “Orli...What have I started.”
Orlando chuckled and slid out Viggo's arms back down on his back pulling Viggo on top of him.
*~*~*
The giggles and noises from the bedroom reverberated out Orlando’s cracked window onto the street below where another looked on, this person wanted everything Orlando now had. The monster that was rising in him never felt so much spite, so much hate as when he saw Viggo’s body disappear into the shadow of Orlando’s frame. The man’s dark eyes glowed in the moonlight, “You have him now Orlando, enjoy him while you can.” Karl mumbled the secret promise to himself under his breath before turning to walk home.
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~END FLASHBACK~
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