A/N: Finally! A new chapter! This one is longer than they have been and I added a little lovin' to it. Hopefully it will make up for the long lapse in posting. Hope you enjoy it and thanks for all your comments.
I have another question to pose to all of you: Would anybody be interested in reading a crossover Vig/Orli coupled with Brian/Justin (QAF). I have always wanted to read something with the 4 of them. Thought about writing one myself, but didn't know if anyone would be interested. Anyway - let me know what you think.
Viggo sat in his car in Orlando's driveway, staring at the house. He wanted to climb out of the car and go right back inside but he knew he couldn't. It had been so hard to hear the words when Orlando asked him to leave, but Viggo knew that they had a long way to go before he would even begin to trust him. All he could hope for was that Orlando would give them a chance to be together again.
Viggo really wasn't in the mood to go home and be alone. Instead he made a quick trip to the nearest store and headed to Bean’s house. When he opened the door, Viggo held up the bottle of Jameson's. Sean moved to the side and motioned for Viggo to come in. He grabbed a couple of glasses and then joined Viggo in the den where they sat in silence. After having a few shots, Viggo finally began to talk.
Sean listened to him quietly, not interjecting any comments and letting Viggo set the pace. He knew that they had a long road ahead of them, and Sean didn't know if they would survive it. He was afraid that Viggo was going to push Orlando too fast end up driving him away. He knew that if it was him in that situation, he would find it very difficult to forgive that person. Sean let him ramble, knowing that he needed a sounding board. As the evening went on, Viggo proceeded to get drunk and then fall asleep on Sean's couch. He helped Viggo stretch out and then covered him with a blanket. Sean felt totally helpless; he didn't know what to do to try to help the situation. He thought about going to see Orlando tomorrow, but he wasn't sure if that was a good idea. Sean decided to talk to Viggo about it first. With one more glance at Viggo, Sean decided to try to get some rest too.
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… Orlando was stretched out across the bed, totally naked. He looked down to see Viggo at the foot of the bed, a wicked smile on his face. He crawled up the bed slowly, giving Orlando’s skin featherlike kisses as he moved up his legs. When he reached Orlando’s thighs, Viggo slowly pushed them apart, giving him better access. Viggo moved leisurely, licking the taut skin with gentle swipes of his tongue. Orlando rolled his hips, trying to get Viggo closer to his cock. Viggo chuckled when Orlando let out a frustrated sigh. When his face was level with Orlando's crotch, he stopped to rub his stubbly cheek along Orlando's shaft. Orlando hissed and arched his back, craving more of Viggo’s touch. Orlando could feel the puffs of air on his cock and balls; he was so close to having Viggo’s mouth on him. All too soon Viggo moved upwards to nip at his treasure trail as he continued his slow trek up Orlando's body. Viggo stopped to worship Orlando's nipples, gently laving them with his tongue. He finally made it to Orlando's mouth sealing his lips over his. Viggo pressed down with his hips ever so slightly letting their cocks come into contact with each other. He began rocking against Orlando with slow rolls of his hips, creating delicious friction. Suddenly Viggo lifted up so that they could both see between their bodies. They were both dripping, and Viggo expertly let a drop of precum fall on Orlando’s frenulum. He let the head of their arousals rub lightly together, rubbing each of their sensitive spots on the underside of their cocks. Orlando watched the show intently, each slippery brush of his cock head against Viggo’s sent a shudder of pleasure through him. Orlando reached to take both their cocks in his hand so he could increase the pressure. These light touches were maddening and Orlando needed more. Viggo caught his hand before it made it to its destination, and moved it out of the way as he lowered his hips again. Viggo let his mouth trail along Orlando's jaw line, slowly making his way down to Orlando's neck where he placed warm moist kisses, and then nipped at the tender skin. Orlando arched into Viggo’s touch, trying to get more contact. He could feel his orgasm building, and Orlando hissed in pleasure. He was so close now, right on the edge…
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Orlando sat up suddenly in the bed. The first thing he noticed was that he was very hard. The second thing he noticed was that his balls were aching, and not in a good way. They were drawn up tight against his body, and Orlando remembered the dream. The doctor told him that he might experience a little pain at the incision site when he neared orgasm, due to the tightening of his testicles. Orlando laid back and tried to slow his breathing as he willed his erection to subside.
Orlando woke up the next morning, feeling better than he had in weeks. He stood in the bathroom and examined his incision. He was amazed that he had no stitches; it had been sealed with surgical glue. It was healing nicely and didn’t itch like it did when there were stitches. Orlando shuddered at the thought of removing stitches from there. He decided to take a shower and then head to the kitchen to make some coffee and have a bite to eat.
It was very quiet in the house, but somehow it didn't bother Orlando like it did before. He still wondered about Viggo, and Orlando felt sure that at some point he was going to get the answers to his questions. He didn't know how to proceed; should he contact Viggo or should he wait for Viggo to come to him. If his behavior was anything to judge by, Orlando felt that he would be seeing him again soon.
After finishing his breakfast, Orlando decided to get some things from the grocery store, so he grabbed his keys and wallet and headed out the door.
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Viggo had also gotten up early and headed home to get cleaned up. Sean was still sleeping so Viggo left him alone, leaving a note for him on the kitchen counter. He sat at the kitchen table trying to decide what his next step should be. Should he just show up at Orlando’s door? Should he call? Viggo wasn't sure what he should do. He noticed last night that Orlando did not have much in the way of food, so he decided to go to the grocery store and pick up a few things for him. Viggo headed for the grocery store, mentally making a list of things that needed to be purchased. When he got there, Viggo made his way up and down the aisles, picking up some of Orlando’s favorite foods.
What he didn’t expect was to come around the corner to find Orlando in the store. Viggo’s breath caught in his throat and a thought immediately crossed his mind. ‘God how I love this man.’ Orlando was busy reading a label on a can and didn’t realize that Viggo was standing behind him.
Viggo’s voice was soft and low as he reached out to brush his fingers along Orlando’s shoulders. “Hey there.”
He startled Orlando, who jerked away from his touch. Orlando turned to him slowly, still feeling a bit jumpy. “Hey.”
Viggo wanted to keep his hands on him, but it didn’t feel quite right. Orlando’s posture was stiff and he looked like he would bolt the first opportunity that he got.
Viggo was at a loss on what to say, but he couldn’t stand there and stare at him all day. He gave Orlando a small smile. “I noticed you didn’t have much in the house, so I thought I would pick up some things and bring them to you. Didn’t know if you would be feeling up to going anywhere, so…” Viggo trailed off with a slight shrug of his shoulders.
Orlando had moved back a bit, putting a little more room between him and Viggo. “I’m fine. I can take care of it myself.”
There were those words again. ‘I can take care of myself.’
Viggo took a deep breath. “Yeah Lan, I know you can. I just want to help.” His voice trailed off again as he noticed Orlando becoming increasingly uncomfortable. “Let’s finish up in here and then go ho... back to your house.” Viggo cursed himself for the slip of words. “Maybe we can talk? I owe you some answers.”
Orlando’s gut clenched. He wasn’t ready for this, but he knew it had to be done. After all that happened, he couldn’t take Viggo constantly being warm and gentle with him. It hurt too much. “Okay, sure. I’m done here so you can drop by my house whenever.”
He turned and walked towards the front of the store, his whole body shaking. It had hurt to use those words – ‘my house’. The pain he was feeling was receding and being replaced with anger, and Orlando had to let it out somehow.
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Viggo stood motionless, Orlando’s words cutting him to the bone. ‘My house’ – come by ‘my house’. He didn’t think of it as theirs anymore. Viggo wondered if there was any hope for them. He wandered through the store and picked up a few more items, then made his way to the checkout. A few minutes later, he found himself sitting in Orlando’s driveway, scared to death to walk in the door.
When he got to the door, Viggo froze. It was locked. Did he use his key? Orlando didn’t know that he took back his key, did he? Ring the doorbell? He was trying to decide what to do when the door swung open. Orlando stood to the side, letting him in.
Orlando started unloading the groceries and putting things away while Viggo made a second trip to get the rest. They spent the next few minutes in silence, both of them nervous about what was about to come.
Orlando stood at the kitchen sink with his back to Viggo. “You want something to drink?” His words were stiff and forced.
Viggo approached him from behind, placing his hands on Orlando’s arms, running them up and down slowly. “No. I’m ok.”
He moved a little closer and his arms slid around Orlando’s torso, wrapping him in a hug. Viggo knew that he was pushing it, but he had to touch Orlando, even if it was for just a moment. He was afraid that he was about to lose the right to touch him at all.
Orlando stood stiffly in his arms. It felt so good to be in Viggo’s arms. He wanted to curl up in them and never leave. Orlando closed his eyes, trying to focus his thoughts. He suddenly pulled away from Viggo, unable to handle the feel of his touch anymore.
They went into the den where Orlando sat in one of the recliners. Viggo took a seat on the couch closest to him, wishing that Orlando would sit here next to him.
This was it. Viggo knew that he would have to fight to get Orlando back, but he was willing to do whatever it took, for however long it was required.
Viggo stared down at his clasped hands, trying to find the courage to begin. “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you. I made such a huge mistake Lan.” He paused for a moment, taking a shuddering breath and trying to keep his emotions under control. “I wanted to talk to you for a while now, but there never seemed to be a right moment to do so. God, I was so hurt when I came home that night. It all came rushing back in: the memories, the pain, and the lies and deceit. I reacted without thinking and ended up destroying the best thing that ever happened to me.”
Orlando sat completely still in the recliner, refusing to look up into Viggo’s eyes. “So what changed?” His words were cool and without any emotion.
Viggo began to tell him about going to the bar that night, telling him about his conversation with Bean and all of the worry and fear that he had as he wondered what was wrong with Orlando. He finally told him about Harry showing up and how he spiked the drink, and then sat and stared at Viggo, laughing about it. Then about Bean dragging him from the bar and coming to the house to see him, but he wasn’t home. Viggo almost made a mistake, saying that he saw Pete the next day, but quickly caught himself. He explained how he found the note with the information on it. He hated lying to Orlando, but it wouldn’t help things to drag Pete into the middle of this.
“Sleeping pill.”
Viggo couldn’t understand Orlando’s soft voice. “Sorry, I didn’t hear you. What was that?”
Orlando leaned back in the chair and gazed out the window. “Sleeping pill. I was home that night but the doctor gave me something to help me rest. I thought I dreamed about you coming to the door, but I didn’t. You were really there.”
Viggo squeezed his eyes shut. His thoughts went to that horrible night. Orlando had taken something to curb his fear and anxiety, to help him rest. All because he was alone and didn’t have Viggo by his side to comfort him. Viggo tried to keep his tears from falling, but failed. He sat there and let them trickle down his face, absently wiping them with the back of his hands.
Orlando rocked in the recliner, still staring out the window; his face a mask of indifference. He could hear Viggo’s quiet sobs, but he made no move to look at him. Orlando wasn’t sure how he felt about this. He found that it was almost satisfying to see Viggo hurting, and Orlando hated that he was taking pleasure in someone else’s pain.
Viggo knew he was quickly losing ground. As each minute passed, he could feel Orlando slipping further away from him and he didn’t know how to stop it.
Viggo suddenly moved from the couch and pulled a small ottoman in front of Orlando’s recliner. Viggo could see him tense as he sat down in front of him. He reached out and took Orlando’s left hand in both of his, pressing it to his lips. Viggo closed his eyes and slowly inhaled, wanting to commit the feel and smell of Orlando’s skin to his mind.
Viggo lowered his hand, keeping Orlando’s hand entwined with his. “Tell me what to do Lan. What to say. How to make you understand that this was all my fault and that I will do everything I possibly can to make this right.”
Orlando was silent for a long time. “What happened to me wasn’t your fault Viggo. That was Harry’s doing. But how you treated me after… Well that was your fault. You didn’t believe me and…” Orlando trailed off for a moment. “This has shown me that you don’t trust me; you never have.”
Viggo frowned at him. “I do trust you. I was wrong not to and… Damn, I know this isn’t easy but please tell me that we have a chance. Please.” His last word came out as a whisper.
Orlando gave a quick laugh. “No you don’t. You didn’t trust me and the only reason you do now is because you caught him red-handed. What if you never saw Harry that night at the bar? Would you be sitting here right now?”
Viggo squeezed his hand. “Yes Orlando, I would. Remember I told you that I was trying to find the right moment to talk to you. I was trying to wait for this break, so I wouldn’t have to worry about anyone interfering.”
Orlando bit his bottom lip and whispered. “So now you want me to believe you.”
Viggo reached and cupped Orlando’s chin in his left hand, turning his face towards him. “Yes I do. I love you so much Orlando and… I’ll never be able to apologize enough, but I need you. Please…Please give me a chance; Give us a chance.”
Viggo slid closer to Orlando, practically on his lap. Viggo pulled him forward into a tight embrace and rocked Orlando gently in his arms. He could feel Orlando’s body trembling and finally pulled back a bit so they would be face to face.
He didn’t like what he saw in Orlando’s eyes. There was still so much pain and sorrow. Viggo wished he knew how to take it away.
Orlando pulled himself from Viggo’s embrace. This was going to be so hard, but he had to do it. “I don’t think I can because it still hurts so much. So many things have happened to me and I didn’t have anyone to lean on. You should have been there for me. I really needed you and you weren’t there.” Orlando could feel the tears starting to spill. “I can’t put myself in that position again. I won’t do it. I think we should just move on.”
Viggo closed his eyes. “Baby please don’t do this.”
Orlando couldn’t help but think of the words that Viggo said to him. “I didn’t do this Viggo. You did.”
Viggo’s eyes flew open at Orlando’s words. It was happening.
He was losing Orlando.
TBC
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Date: 2011-08-22 02:39 am (UTC)Would anybody be interested in reading a crossover Vig/Orli coupled with Brian/Justin (QAF).
I don't watch QAF, but if you did a little summary or backstory, I would be able to follow. I love anything with V/O, so the more the merrier.
Thanks
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Date: 2011-09-15 12:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-22 12:54 pm (UTC)Orlando's still in pain and reeling from the surgery, I think he needs time.
Hopefully viggo will give it to him and try to be there for him as well.
*hugs*
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Date: 2011-09-15 12:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-22 06:51 pm (UTC)Thanks for update!
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Date: 2011-09-15 12:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-23 07:35 am (UTC)*a crossover Vig/Orli coupled with Brian/Justin (QAF)*
As for me it will be interesting to read.))))
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Date: 2011-09-15 12:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-23 05:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-15 12:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-23 08:39 pm (UTC)I really hope they find a solution, this chapter is so sad .... sigh.
I've never seen QAF, but if it is a V / O, the law willingly.
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Date: 2011-09-15 12:23 am (UTC)They'll find a solution, eventually. Thanks for commenting.
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Date: 2011-08-25 05:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-15 12:25 am (UTC)I am finally back on track and will start posting again soon. Thanks for commenting.
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Date: 2011-09-11 02:42 pm (UTC)I think they need couples counseling, first. I think Viggo has past demons he has to get over & stop projecting them into this relationship.
But now, poor Orli has issues & rightly so. He was first, raped & then abandoned by not only his lover, but by everyone in his community.
Orlando met the hobbits before Viggo & for them to have seen what was happening that night with Harry in the bar & didn’t drag him out or call Viggo then & there, was irresponsible. I’m not sure I’d ever be able to trust them again. I don't know how you're gonna fix this. (Maybe if it happened to one of them & Orlando did something to stop it?)
Then, Orli has the disappointment of his birthday to get over. I mean his BIRTHDAY! And Viggo didn’t even send him a card! (Maybe it got lost in the mail?)
And where was Bean & Livvie in all of this? Couldn’t you have given him one ally?
Amazing story. Please continue & thank you for sharing.
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Date: 2011-09-15 12:30 am (UTC)Bean is around some, quietly conversing with Viggo at times. He is trying to stay low key and not in the middle of it. He will play a larger part in the story a bit later.
I'll be posting again soon. Thanks for commenting.