Valentine's Day FIC: Cupid (2/2): When Will I Be Loved?

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Title: Cupid (2/2): When Will I Be Loved
Author: vigorlilover
Pairing: Vigorli, BanaBloom, various others (Implied)
Rating: R (Overall)
Warning(s): Domestic Violence
Summary: Orlando is a relationship specialist, working at a dating service who finds it easy to keep his friends love life in control but can't seem to get his own under control.
A/N: Another story where Eric's a bastard. I love Eric but he's so good at being bad. This story I started 3 years ago and every time Valentine's Day came a around I couldn't get it posted. So Finally I'm doing just that.
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.




Orlando was driving Dominic back to Dominic’s house from Bloomingdale’s. Dominic was eating a burger from In and Out and occasionally Orlando would sip some of his coffee.

“I still can’t believe you let him lecture you for twenty minutes and didn’t tell him you and hot stuff broke up.”

Orlando slightly smiled, “because I hated letting him know he was right.”

“Why?” Dominic asked, finishing off his burger.

Orlando sighed, “Because, he’s always right.”

What he really wanted to say was...yes, Viggo you were right about Eric being arrogant, being a jerk, being a snake that didn’t deserve to be loved by me.

“He seems like he’s just looking out for you.” Dominic said not divulging how he too was glad Orlando was rid of Eric.

“Right, he thinks he’s my dad.”

Dominic got lost in thought taking a long breath, “He’d make a sexy dad,” he said laughing.

Orlando glanced at Dominic briefly before turning back to the road before starting to laugh himself, “you’re too much.”

“You know me. Hey thanks again for the arrangement.”

“You’re not welcome.” Orlando replied and they both laughed again. Orlando pulled up in front of Dominic’s house, “Call me later and tell me how everything goes, okay? And don’t give yourself away to Billy, he’s not as stupid as you make him out to be.” Orlando reminded him.

“I know that, thank you so much, Orli, you won’t regret this.” Orlando watched Dominic get out the car and head in his house, feeling an ace in the pit of his stomach. “I hope not, Dom.” He mumbled to himself.

*~*~*

Viggo and Dominic sat in a booth by the window, that looked down to the ocean. Viggo watched Dominic who kept his eyes peering at the couple across the room from him on the dance floor, slow dancing to the mellow music.

“He’s going to know what’s going on if you keep staring in his direction. So stop making goo goo eyes at him.” Viggo said smoothly.

Dominic turned away from Billy and Elijah, “Geeze I see why you and Orli are friends.”

Viggo laughed to himself, he then also glanced toward the two men locked in each other’s embrace, “Now he’s staring at you. ”

“He is?!” Dominic replied gleefully beginning to turn back towards him before Viggo reached under his chin pulling him into a kiss.

When Viggo pulled away Dominic kept his eyes closed a few minutes longer letting the feel of Viggo’s soft lips linger. Dominic smiled turning to see if Billy seen them but all he saw was Billy and Elijah storming out the club.

“You’re not very good at this game are you?” Viggo chuckled.

Dominic lowered his head, “Guess not, because now they’re leaving.”

Viggo smirked, “Mission accomplished.” Viggo said confidently.

“So he did see us?” Dominic asked cheerfully

“Oh, yea, he saw.”

Dominic began to laughed to himself.

“What is it?” Viggo asked with curious smile.

“I think I can still feel electricity popping off my lips.”

Viggo laughed, “That’s what Orlando use to say.”

Dominic widened his eyes with interest, “Hang on, Orli, said you two never dated. ”

“We haven’t.” Viggo confirmed.

Dominic looked confused, “But you just said you kissed him,” he said.

Viggo smiled humorously, “what, you have to be dating someone to kiss them? I just kissed you, didn’t I?”

Dominic nodded, but now became even more curious about Orlando and Viggo’s history, “so why didn’t you ever ask him out, I can tell you really care about him.”

“Orli was so young when we first met, at the time he needed attention I was unable to give him, he didn’t deserve that.”

“And now?” Dominic asked urgently.

Viggo looked away trying as best he could to mask his contempt, “Now he’s with Eric,” he said bitterly.

Dominic bit his lip almost considering spilling the beans and telling him that was no longer a problem.

“Well you know Eric doesn’t deserve him either.”

Viggo’s eyes furrowed, Dominic saw him clinching his fist.

“Eric definitely doesn’t deserve him!”

Dominic smiled to himself, the passion Viggo had for Orlando was written all over his face and he couldn’t be denied.

“Well why don’t you tell him then?”

“He won’t listen to me, I’ve told Orlando countless times… ”

Dominic cut in, “No, no, not about Eric. ”

Viggo looked at him with interest as Dominic continued.

“Tell him you love him.”

Viggo sighed. He thought maybe it was time he did.

*~*~*

Orlando was sitting at the foot of his bed watching the eleven o’clock news. Another LA shooting was the headline. What else was new? He thought. His phone went off, he looked down at the caller ID to see Dom’s name.

“Hey, Dom.” He answered laying back on his bed.

“Orli, you’re a genius.”

“So I take it everything went as planned.”

“Better than that, and you were so right about Viggo really is an amazing man.”

Orlando laughed, “You don’t say.” He joked.

“Yea, and he couldn’t stop talking about you.”

Orlando blushed, “Really?!” Orlando said more chipper than he intended.

“Yes! He’s crazy about you, you could hear the passion in his voice when he mentions your name. Eric on the other hand, you were so right about. He can’t stand him.”

Orlando giggled, “Never has.”

“He doesn’t think he’s good enough for you.”

“Viggo doesn’t think anyone is good enough for me. I could be dating Saint Paul and there would be something wrong with him.”

Dominic laughed, “Hmmm, maybe that should tell you something then.”

Orlando combed his fingers through his curls. Taking a moment to take in what Dom was suggesting when he decided to change the subject. “Anyways what's stage two of play Billy for a fool?” he asked sarcastically.

Dominic went into a fit of laughter, “Well Billy doesn’t know it yet but we are also going to be at the bonfire tomorrow and Viggo is going to teach me to tango to my and Billy’s favorite song. It’s going to be great!”

Orlando felt a lump in his chest, he was suppose to help people’s relationships. But suddenly he felt he only made things worst...Billy was going to be pissed off at him, Dominic was going to be worst of than before when Billy and Elijah caught on the scheme, and he was still lying to Viggo about Eric.

Dominic’s voice drifted back into Orlando’s thoughts.

“You should come with us.” Dominic suggested.

“Why would I do that. It’s a couples thing, is it not?”

“Yea. You can bring Eric. Make Viggo jealous.”

Orlando almost choked, “If I bring Eric, none of us will be able to keep up appearances ‘til Valentine’s Day because we will all be sitting in the police station after Viggo and Eric kill each other.”

Dominic thought a moment. “Um...Yea, you may be right.”

Orlando laughed, “I’ll just talk to you tomorrow.”

“Kay, bye.”

Orlando hung up the phone. He let out a long exasperated breath feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders.

*~*~*

Valentine’s Day was finally just days away and yet it still felt like years. Orlando hopped by then Dominic and Billy would be back in each other’s arms and he could have Viggo back to himself. He hadn’t heard from Viggo or Dominic in a few days. They were have way more fun together than Orlando anticipated. But they were coming by tonight for dinner and Orlando hoped he wouldn’t crack and tell Viggo how he felt about him, and ruin Dominic’s plan. After all, he did promise him just until Valentine’s.

Orlando was in the dining room setting the table for his guest. He went to the stove and took out the baked kitchen from the oven. He was putting some seasoning in the pot of macaroni and cheese when the doorbell ringed.

He looked towards the door, he thought it was a little early for Dominic and Viggo to be here. He hoped nothing happened on their outing for them to arrive so soon.

He opened the door, instead of seeing Dominic and Billy there he opened it to a bouquet of flowers covering the face of the man holding them, Eric peaked his head to the side from behind the roses.

“I’m sorry.”

Orlando rolled his eyes leaving the door open so Eric could walk in the living room.

Orlando turned to face him, “What do you want?”

Eric smiled at him extending the roses, “Let me come home, please. I’ll do better this time. I promise.”

Orlando heard that a million times and he swore he wouldn't fall for it again. He eyed the flowers, then snatched them; refusing to let roses, Eric chocolate eyes, or his sexy smile draw him back in. He walked to the kitchen, Eric watched as Orlando threw the roses in the trash then he wiped his hands together and walked past Eric into the guest room, returning only moments later with Eric’s bags dropping them at his feet, “Leave!” Orlando said balnkly then began to walk back into the kitchen not saying anything else to Eric.

Eric then rushed to him making him slightly jump, “Orlando, I’m sorry.”

Eric took Orlando’s hand gently pushing him into the wall beside the kitchen doorway, “I didn’t mean it, baby, I never mean to hurt you. I just get so angry sometimes,” he said his hot breath brushing against Orlando’s cheek.

Eric ran one hand down Orlando’s face and the other down his back grabbing his ass. Orlando whimpered then closed his eyes while his soft lips brushed against the corner of his mouth. Orlando weakened under his strong hands, Eric finally captured Orlando’s lips in a controlling kiss. Not hard but enough to know who is boss. Eric began to loosen Orlando’s black slacks. Orlando released an uncontrollable moan when Eric’s warm hand met his dick.

Orlando broke his lips away from Eric, “Eric, stop! Don’t do this, I don’t want to.”

Orlando pushed back on his chest, unsuccessfully when Eric grabbed his hands and held them above his head.

“You don’t now but you will. I can make you want it, I always do.”

Orlando’s house phone ringed, “I need to get that.”

Eric continued to grope him, “Let it ring.”

“It could be important.” Orlando moaned. He knew he need to get Eric out of there before Viggo and Dominic arrived.

“Who the hell could be so damn important right now?” Eric flashed on him.

“I don’t know. It’s none any of your business anyhow because we’re over!”

Orlando kneed Eric between his thighs, not hard but enough to make him jump back.

Orlando stormed past him towards the phone on the coffee table, only to have it snatched out his hand by Eric and thrown across the room. “GODDAMIT, Orlando, that’s our fucking problem you give all your time to your idiot friends and when comes to me I have to be fit into your schedule in your damn appointment book.” Eric shouted.

Orlando ran around the other side of the couch nervously. Eric stalked towards him. He was frightened and couldn’t help beginning to cry.

“You know what?! YOU WERE THE PROBLEM IN OUR RELATIONSHIP BECAUSE YOU COULDN’T KEEP YOU HANDS OF ME!”

Orlando backed away even more after his out burst. He knew if he ran that would only anger Eric more, the way he came toward him didn’t send much comfort either. Orlando backed against the front door, Eric grabbed his arms.

The fear was evident in Orlando’s eyes, tears flowing down his cheeks, “What are you gonna do, Eric, huh? Hit me, force yourself on me? Or both? If you are, then do it! Make it fast, then get out and never come back or I’m going to called the police this time without giving it a second thought.” Eric’s intense gaze began to falter but rose up again when he finally paid attention to the cupid necklace around Orlando’s neck.

“That’s a pricey jewel you got there. He’s back isn’t he?” Eric said driving his own conclusion.

Orlando shook his head trying to sway Eric.

“Well?” Eric pushed.

“Well what?” Orlando snapped.

“Viggo, he’s back and that’s what this is about. I should’ve known.” Eric released his grip on Orlando’s arms. “Eric, are you serious? Viggo has nothing to do with the fact that you can’t control your hands or your dick.”

Eric cupped Orlando tightly under his chin, “Don’t get smart with me, Orli! I'm warning you.”

“Eric just leave Viggo out of this. Matter of fact, just leave!”

“I see I’m striking a nerve.”

Orlando let out an exasperated sigh. Eric was right but if he saw how right he was, it would only make the situation he was in worst.

“You think I don’t know, that I don’t see how bad you have it for him but ask yourself does he feel the same?” Eric said inches from Orlando’s face.

“I know what you’re trying to do and its gonna work, I don’t own you an explanation about how I feel about anybody.”

“Do you really think he could love you the way I do, I’m the one lying next to you, kissing you, loving you. Viggo on the other hand is too focused on his paintings and his damn poetry for you.” Eric said tauntingly, running his hands under Orlando’s shirt.

Orlando looked hurt at Eric’s spat even though a part of him knew it wasn’t true, another part wondered if he was right.

“It doesn’t matter what you say, I don’t care anymore, I’m tired. Believe it or not I did love you but you messed it up.”

Saved by the bell Orlando thought when the doorbell chimed.

Eric sighed in annoyance.

“You need to leave, that’s Viggo and Dominic.”

“This is still my house.” Eric reminded Orlando harshly, placing his hand on the door above his head.

Orlando knew Viggo would get suspicious if Eric left right now, or if he saw his begs in the middle of the floor. And since Orlando had already been worked up by Eric, he was too tired to answer a million questions.

The doorbell chimed again.

Orlando relented, “Take your bags back in the guest room,” he paused, “And I guess you can stay for dinner.” he said hesitantly.

Eric stared into Orlando’s eyes, searching for whatever if was Orlando was trying to hide.

Finally Eric backed away, “He doesn’t know,” he said catching wind of Orlando's sudden change of heart.

Orlando shook his head, “What are you talking about. Know what?”

Eric ignored him and took his bags into the guest room. Orlando stared after him. He hurried to the kitchen to set another plate for Eric on the table and returned to stand in front of the door. He straightened his clothes and wiped his face before finally opening the door.

Dominic and Viggo was standing in the doorway with big smiles until they saw Orlando’s face that was layered in distress.

After Viggo and Dominic walked in.

Viggo took Orlando’s arm, “Orli are you ok?” he asked.

Before Orlando could respond, Viggo watched Eric walk out the guest room. He came to stand next to Orlando, putting his arm around his shoulders possessively.

Viggo frowned, Orlando no longer needed to answer. He knew exactly what or who the problem was.

“Welcome fellas.” Eric said smirked at Viggo.

Dominic bit his lip, feeling himself clouded by the tension among the three men.

“So,” Dominic said attempting to get the focus off the war that was brewing “let’s eat!”

Orlando nodded and slipped out Eric’s hold. Eric continued to look at Viggo.

“Oh smile, Viggo. You act like you’re surprised I’m here.” Eric said, smiling wryly before winking over at Orlando who was fixing Eric’s plate.

“Eric! Please be nice.”

Eric smirked and went to sit down.

Viggo sighed, he’d suddenly lost his appetite. He came and sat down next Dominic across from Eric. Orlando started to sit next to him but Eric pulled him onto his lap. He ran his hand through his curls, and up and down his back. Viggo tapped his fingers on the table, falling prey to Eric’s attempt to aggravate him. Dominic nervously took a drink of his water.

“Must you do that to him at the dinner table?” Viggo asked angrily.

“Viggo don’t. It’s okay.” Orlando interceded.

“And what exactly am I doing to him?” Eric said before cupping the back of Orlando’s head, pulling him into a tight kiss. Orlando didn’t fight.

Viggo started to intervene but Dominic grabbed his arm, stopping him and shook his head. But Eric didn’t stop there, he ran his hand up Orlando’s shirt and the other between his thighs. He was still pressing his lips to Orlando’s, who’s body riveted of discomfort. Eric looked at Viggo out the corner of his eye, making sure he got the feel of his actions. Viggo had enough.

“Why don’t you stop being an asshole? Can’t you see you’re making him uncomfortable?” Viggo told him holding back from jumping across the table at Eric.

Eric finally released Orlando who slid off Eric’s lap.

“You call me an asshole in my own house, and I’m the disrespectful one.” Eric said running his hand over Orlando’s ass. Orlando briefly looked at Viggo then dropped his eyes.

“Maybe we better go.” Dominic suggested. But Viggo couldn’t bare to leave Orlando alone right now.

“That’s not a bad idea. After all, me and this hot little thing here have a few things we need to take care of in the bedroom, right, Orli?” he said smacking Orlando’s ass. Orlando jumped slightly forward then looked helplessly at Viggo and Viggo couldn’t take it anymore.

“That’s enough!” Viggo shot up lording over the table, “If you don’t take your damn hands of him, I’m...”

Orlando put his hand against Viggo’s chest, “Viggo stop, please. It’s okay, really.”

Eric just looked up at Viggo with a satisfied expression on his face. Dominic looked around the table frightened, this was the first time since he’d been around Viggo that he’d seen him loose his cool.

Viggo looked at Orlando, “No, Orli, it’s not okay. It won’t be until you get this pathetic excuse of a man out of your life for good. Let’s go, Dom.”

Eric just kept a cocked smile. Orlando looked at Eric and turned walked the other two men to the door.

“I’ll be in the car.” Dominic said, “bye, Orli”

Orlando waved at him and looked to Viggo, “I’m sorry tonight didn’t go as planned.” Orlando told Viggo sadly.

Viggo took his hand, “Call me if you need anything, I’m here for you. I know I haven’t always been but I’m here now. I promise.”

Orlando nodded and closed the door behind him. He now turned back to Eric who was loosening his belt.

“What I said in the kitchen wasn’t for show,” he said before signaling with his finger for Orlando to come to him. “Upstairs,” he ordered darkly.

Orlando came near him and was pulled up into the bedroom.

*~*~*


Viggo knocked at Orlando’s office door. “Orli,” he called.

Orlando looked to door, he slowly got up. Barely able to walk after his run in with Eric last night. He went to the mirror and brushed back his hair and threw water in his face so it wouldn’t look he was the walking dead. Orlando knew Viggo would lose it he he knew what Eric did to him. Viggo called his name again. Orlando took his time walking to his door.

“Viggo, hey come in.”

“Hey, what took you so long? Sleeping on the job?” Viggo asked, he smiled, kissed Orlando on the forehead and walked into the office.

The elder man stopped in the middle of the floor and turned around as Orlando shut the office door. Orlando folded his arms, “What brings you by? Another date with Dominic tonight?”

Viggo looked slightly taken aback, “No,” he said, but he could hear the bitterness of Orlando’s tone, “this was your idea, now you’re acting like you can’t wait for it to be over.” Viggo told him.

Orlando lowered his eyes, “I know. I just want everything to go back to normal.”

“And I want if for you to smile again.” Viggo admitted

Orlando sighed holding back tears.

“Look, I just came to say I’m sorry for my actions last night. I really never intended to make you uncomfortable in your own house. I know Eric lives there too.”

Orlando lowered his eyes.

“It was wrong of me, I had no right no right to get between you and...” He looked like he was struggling to continue, he took a deep breath. “Your boyfriend. “So I’m sorry, you have told me time and time to stay out of it, I should learn to hold my temper, you love him and you’re welcome to stop me at any time.”

Orlando finally broke a smile, “It wasn’t just you, Viggo. You don’t have to apologize.” Orlando reassured him.

Viggo wanted to ask what happen after he left but choose not to. Instead he walked to him and pulled him into a tight hug. Orlando wrapped his arms around Viggo’s waist, and shielded his soreness by closing his eyes and burying his face in Viggo’s neck. Viggo looked down at Orlando.

“Orli, you’re shivering. Is there something you want to tell me?”

Orlando pulled out of his arms.

“Viggo I have to get back to work.”

“Ok.” Viggo said watching Orlando go back to his desk who was careful about his steady movements.

“You’re coming over for the Valentine’s day get together, right?" Viggo asked, "after this is over maybe we can talk about somethings.”

Orlando looked up and nodded before going back to his computer.

Viggo looked at him, without saying anything else he slowly turned and left the office. Orlando stared at the closed door, and laid his head down on his desk crying into his arms.

*~*~*

“Happy Val…” Viggo started but was cut off when the raised voices from the kitchen of Dominic and Billy continued to escalate. Viggo was sitting opposite Elijah on the couch in Viggo’s living room they exchanged looks feelings themselves meeting an understanding of what was really going on in the kitchen.

“Should we go break them up?” Viggo asked him.

“No, let them argue its been a long time coming. It would be good to get this out.” Elijah replied casually.

“You planned this?”

Elijah nodded in admittance, “You’re not the only one with some tricks up your sleeve, Mr. Mortensen. If you really love someone and want them to be happy, sometimes you have to make the first move to make it so.”

Viggo agreed by shaking his head his mind drifting to Orlando, thinking it was time he too told Orlando how much he love him.

In the kitchen Billy continued ripping into Dominic.

“Did you really think I was that stupid, Dominic? I knew from day one what you were doing. You are the worst liar imaginable!” Billy boasted at him from around the counter while Dominic stood on the other side.

“I don’t know why you’re so upset, you’re with him aren’t you? Your relationship is suppose to be so solid, right? So tell me why does it bother you so much that I’ve moved on?” Dominic shouted back at him.

Billy came around the counter so he was standing in directly front of him, “That’s beside the point, Dom, and you know it. It’s more than just me and you involved here, you can’t play with peoples lives, you want to get back at me, fine! But you should have left Viggo and Orlando out of it.”

Dominic knew he was right and didn’t have much of a case to debate, “I know Bill, I just wanted you back so badly and I wasn’t looking at it that way. How did you figure anyhow?”

“Because I know you, idiot, and I know Orli. There was no way he was going to stand idly by and let you date Viggo, you know damn well how he feels about him. And now of all times when Orlando has finally wiped his hands of that jerk, you do this.”

“But Orlando said him and Eric were still on and off and when me and Viggo went over there the other day Eric was there. Why wouldn’t he tell me?”

“Oh I don’t know could it be your latest game of charades with Viggo, who um...I don’t know, HATES THE MAN.”

Billy noticed Dominic was staring at the doorway of the kitchen, he turned to see meet Viggo’s unpleased eyes.

“Was anyone ever going to tell me Orlando broke up with Eric?”

Dominic looked to Billy and back to Viggo, “How much did you hear?” he asked.

“Enough,” he said, “now will someone tell me what’s going with Orli? He led me to believe he was happy and in love. ”

“Right.” Billy grunted then rolled his eyes, “Happy? In love? Don’t make me throw up. Orlando hasn’t lived with that sadistic fuck for six months, he didn’t tell you? Dom knew, ” he said sharply his eyes flaring in Dominic’s direction as Dominic looked down guiltily for a moment then back to Viggo.

“It just wasn’t our place to tell you.” He said giving Billy an annoyed nudge while frowning at him.
“Ok, fine. I understand that, just tell me now. What happened? He finally got fed up with his ways?”

“More he got fed up with his hand across his face!” Billy snapped angrily and disgusted.

Viggo’s eyes widen in a mixed emotion of anger and sadness.

“Billy!” Dominic shouted before he said too much.

“No, Dom.” Viggo held up his hand, “I need to hear this, he hit him, he put his filthy hands on him?!” He argued more to himself than the other two.

“He did a whole lot more than that.”

Dominic pulled on Billy’s arms, “BILLY SHUT UP!” he yelled at him again.

“No, what is it?”

Billy and Dominic exchanged looks.

“Remember how Orlando looked the other night? When Eric was touching him.” Dominic said.

Viggo nodded, how could he forget? Viggo couldn’t sleep the night because Eric’s display with Orlando was on repeat in his head.

Dominic continued, “He’s done worst...A lot worst.”

Dominic didn’t have to say anymore, Viggo knew exactly what he was saying.

“Orli said it was just once.” Dom added. Billy rolled his eyes, “Stop being so naïve, Dom, you know it wasn’t just once.”

Viggo found his body engulfed with rage at not being there for Orlando when he needed him. He wanted to find Eric and punch his lights out but right now his main concern was Orlando.

“How could he tell you and not me?” Viggo asked falling into self-pity and disappointment.

“He didn’t tell us either,” Billy admitted, “we just happen to be there when Eric had one of his episodes. Believe me I wish I could have the luxury know of not knowing that, that bastard hurt him. Eric was destroying him, but no matter what, Orli wouldn’t leave him. No matter what we said.”

Dominic came to Viggo, “Orlando loves you and Eric knew that. Go find him, Viggo, and tell him you love him too, I think that may be the only thing that can save Orlando now.”

*~*~*

Orlando was sitting with his knees against his chest staring out into the ocean when he heard a voice from behind him.

“This can’t be right; Cupid, alone on Valentine’s Day and cupid is too beautiful to be alone.”

Viggo sat down beside him wrapping his jacket around Orlando’s thin one, “You’re going to catch your death.”

Orlando leaned into Viggo’s touch but refused to look at him.

“When were you going to tell me?” Viggo asked kissing his cheek comfortingly.

Orlando didn’t know how to answer Viggo, “I should have known those two couldn’t keep quite.”

“It doesn’t matter who told me, why didn’t you tell me?”

Orlando buried his face in his hands, crying, “If I told you I broke up with Eric, I would have to tell you the reason and I really didn’t want to tell you the reason.”

“Orli, look at me.”

Orlando finally allowed himself to do so.

“Don’t you know you can tell me anything?” Viggo tried to remind him.

“You were in Paris, Viggo, what were you going to do on the other side of the globe.”

“What about when I came back?”

“You always leave again. I don’t know why I stayed. There were good times with Eric, but then he would get so upset because he knew how I felt about you. I thought he would change but he never did but and that’s my fault.”

Viggo gently gripped his wrist, “No, you are not going to blame yourself for what he did. I won’t stand by and let you. You’re too precious to me, you think that happiness just skipped over you? You act as if you don’t deserve it.”

Orlando let his head rest on Viggo’s shoulder, “I sometimes wonder, how can I help other people with love if I can’t define love for myself.”

“That’s a good question. Is everyone else’s happiness worth you being alone? Is it?” He asked brushing his head against Orlando’s.”

“That’s my job Viggo.”

“Not tonight, Orli. Tonight it’s my job to take care of you.”

Orlando smiled up at him, his tears sparking in the moonlight. “Did Dominic and Billy get back together?”

“Oh, yea. Cupid strikes again. But just maybe he struck twice.”

Orlando crawled onto Viggo lap, “Maybe it has, it just took a long time for us to see it. Happy Valentine’s Day, Viggo.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Orli.”

Viggo and Orlando met each other’s lips in a passionate kiss. Something Orlando never felt when he was with Eric, love.

Orlando was laid into the sand, the waves drowned out his moans while Viggo removed his clothes, before turning to his own.

“I love you, Orli,” he said from above him.

Viggo ran his hands down Orlando’s chest, he arched his back when Viggo came to his groin. Viggo kiss his nipples and trailed his tongue down his chest. He spreading his legs, he was so sweet so gentle with him.

“Do you want this?” Viggo asked instead of taking like Orlando had grown use to.

Orlando couldn’t deny Viggo, how long had he wanted it would have been a better question.

Orlando nodded, “More than anything,” he admitted, pulling Viggo tighter to him.

Viggo slowly eased his way inside him. Orlando shut his eyes, allowing the sensation to wash over him. Viggo brought his lips down on Orlando, moving in and out of him. Orlando could die just like this and he would be happy.

“Viggo...” he moaned, “don’t ever leave me again.”

Viggo breathed against his ear, “I won’t, I promise. Be mine forever, Orli.” Viggo pleaded, reaching his climax.

Orlando met Viggo’s eyes, “Always and forever, Viggo, always and forever.” he said twice just in case Viggo didn’t hear him the first time.

They were wrapped in each other’s arms, sand plastered to their damp skin, intertwining their fingers together, they made love into the night and for the rest of their lives.

The End

*HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY*

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[ireth06.livejournal.com]

Now just hope Eric won't come find the turtle doves...
But I'm sure the real cupid will shoot him and not with the arrow of love! 8g*

thanks for sharing hun!
*HUgs*

[vigorlilover.livejournal.com]

Lol, I'm sure. Thanks for reading!

[lolabelleb.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the wonderful Valentine's story.

[vigorlilover.livejournal.com]

You are so welcome, thanks for reading.