Something to tide you over...

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Running on Faith

A/N:  I went out of town over the weekend, with full intentions of posting by Monday evening at the latest. My gall bladder had other ideas. So I was to have laproscopic surgery and come home the same day. Well, I don't do anything half way - had stones lodged in the bile duct and had a second surgery to clear it. I woke up in recovery after the first surgery in so much pain, but drugs are really, really good. Ended up spending 3 days in the hospital and got home today. I am posting this little snippet to let you all know I'm still here and I will be posting again soon. Not real happy with how it came out, but we are going to blame that on the hydrocodone. Anyway - it'll probably be a while before I post any more, but I promise I will finish this. Maybe by this weekend? Just bear with me a bit. Thanks!

 

 

…Viggo came in from a long day of filming, bone tired and weary. All he wanted to do was get a hot shower, slip into the bed and sleep. The last thing that he wanted to deal with was a high-strung, bouncy elf but unfortunately that's what he got when he arrived home.

 

Orlando had been off today, and he had spent the first part of it surfing with the hobbits. After that he took a hot shower and had a nap while he waited for Viggo to come home. Now that he was rested and refreshed, Orlando was ready to play.

 

Viggo dropped his keys and wallet on the counter, and made his way upstairs. As he crossed over the threshold to the bedroom, Viggo was attacked from behind. Orlando pushed him across the bedroom floor and all but threw him down onto the bed. He quickly flipped Viggo over onto his back and climbed on top of him. Straddling his upper thighs, Orlando leaned in close to give Viggo a heart-stopping kiss, all while rubbing their groins against each other. 

 

Viggo groaned deeply, "I am so tired. All I want to do is get a hot shower and go to bed."

 Orlando gave him a sly smile, "Sounds good to me." 

Viggo grumbled and covered his face with his hands. "Awww, come on, give an old man a break."

Orlando shook his head and whispered in Viggo’s ear. "Not a chance."

 

Orlando stood and grabbed Viggo’s hands, pulling him to his feet. Slowly walking backwards, Orlando led him to the master bathroom. While he filled the tub, Orlando slowly undressed Viggo and then shooed him into the steaming water. Viggo slid down into water, letting out a deep groan of relief. Orlando knelt down next to the large tub and began slowly washing Viggo’s body. He moved across his entire body with slow soothing strokes, cleansing as well as relaxing Viggo. Then he moved to the end of the tub and began washing Viggo’s hair. Orlando always found hair washing sensual, and if the moans and sighs that Viggo made were any indication, he was enjoying it as well.

 

After he finished, Orlando let the water out and helped Viggo out of the tub. He wrapped a towel around Viggo’s waist, moving him to sit on a small chair where he dried him from head to toe. Orlando guided him back to the bedroom, grabbing some massage oil along the way. He straddled Viggo’s thighs and began kneading his back. Orlando loosened all the knots that he found, and afterwards he gently rolled Viggo over onto his back. He massaged his arms and chest, then moved down to his thighs. Viggo was so relaxed, teetering right on the edge of sleep. He didn’t even notice Orlando moving until his cock was suddenly engulfed in warm wetness. Orlando sucked lightly, gradually bringing Viggo to a full erection. He leisurely brought Viggo to the edge several times, backing off before Viggo reached his climax. Orlando teased the head of his cock, lapping at the sensitive frenulum until Viggo was panting heavily. He slid Viggo’s entire length into his mouth and swallowed repeatedly. Reaching down below, Orlando gave his balls a gentle squeeze, and Viggo tipped over the edge, his orgasm crashing down on him…

 

Viggo jerked awake, breathing heavily as the waves of pleasure subsided. Looking around, he remembered that he was in the hospital, sitting next to Orlando’s bed. Viggo’s cock was still twitching a bit and he realized that he had a wet dream. He eased into the bathroom to clean up and then returned to his place next to Orlando. Taking his hand, Viggo pressed a few warm kisses to the palm, wondering if they would get past this and make his dreams a reality again.

 

TBC

 

 

Comments

[helineloro.livejournal.com]

Finally, LJ seems to work!

I reread this chapter and I'll even compliments, very nice.
I hope you feel better today.

[miwido.livejournal.com]

Thanks for all your comments. I am feeling much better now.

[woowoochow.livejournal.com]

all caught up on the story,enjoying it,hope you feel better.

[miwido.livejournal.com]

Glad you are enjoying it - Thanks for commenting.

[byalara.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the new chapter. Very good.

[miwido.livejournal.com]

Thanks to you for commenting. It was a short one that I wrote while on painkillers, but at least I could let you all know I didn't fall off the face of the earth.

[veveri.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the update and wish you a speedy recovery and soon feeling better!

[miwido.livejournal.com]

I am feeling much better. Now I can get back to regular updates. Thanks for commenting.

[ireth06.livejournal.com]

:)