vigorli

Author: zebraljb

Rating: hard R for sex and language

Disclaimer: Today's chapters are brought to you by F for fake, and W for without permission to use the lives of these pretty men.

THE CURSE
Two

When Orlando saw Stuart Townsend, he knew that breaking that curse wouldn’t be a problem. He thought Stuart was sexy as hell. He had seen Stuart in “Queen of the Damned,” and had about creamed his pants in the theater. Stuart was gorgeous.

He was in line at the commissary one morning when Dominic came up, munching on an apple. “Whaddaya think about the whole Aragorn thing?”

“What Aragorn thing?” Orlando asked, grabbing a mug to pour himself coffee. “Stuart’s great.”

Dominic swallowed his bite and smiled. “Hate to tell you, mate, but he’s outta here. Seems Peter decided that he wasn’t quite mature enough to be our King.”

“What?” Orlando grasped the counter to keep his knees from buckling. Stuart would have been a sure thing. From what he had heard, Stuart screwed anything that walked. The curse was as good as gone. “What?”

Dominic patted Orlando’s shoulder. “Don’t cry, Orli. Creative differences, that’s all.” Dominic headed for the table where Elijah and Billy were already seated.

“What did you do to him?” Billy asked. “He looks green.”

“Told him about Stuart,” Dominic said. He spun his chair around and sat on it backwards.

Elijah watched Orlando put fruit and some eggs on a plate. “You think he really believes that curse thing?”

“Of course he does,” Dominic replied. “You’re a great actor.”

Elijah put his chin in his hand and sighed. “It’s too bad, really. I wouldn’t have minded a go at Stuart myself.”

“I’m sorry,” Peter said, putting an arm around Orlando’s shoulders. “I know you and Stuart were close, but do you see where I’m coming from? He couldn’t have pulled off Aragorn.”

“Of course,” Orlando said, nodding. “For the good of the movie.”

“Exactly,” Peter beamed. “I’m expecting our new guy sometime today…you’re in the most scenes with him…take him under your wing?”

“Uh, of course,” Orlando said politely. Peter nodded and waddled off. Orlando sighed. Here he was supposed to be all buddy-buddy with the guy he HAD to sleep with to keep the movie going well. Life wasn’t fair.

Orlando wearily headed towards the building where they were practicing their weaponry. He was in good shape, but wasn’t used to handling a bow and arrow. He was getting good, but it killed the muscles in his back and arms. Now he had to go practice sword fighting, even though his main weapon was the bow.
As he approached the building, he recognized the heads of Elijah, Billy and Dominic, eagerly surrounding a taller man. He couldn’t help but smile. They looked like little puppies yipping around their master.

The master turned around to face him and he almost stopped walking. The man was older than he by many years, but he had a rugged handsomeness that made Orlando shiver. The blue eyes looked him over and seemed to like what they saw.

“Orli!” Elijah yelled. “Meet Aragorn.”

Aragorn gently pushed his way through the eager hobbits and held out his hand. “Viggo. Viggo Mortensen.”

“Yes,” Orlando answered, taking the hand. He imagined it running over his own naked body. “I mean, Orlando. Orlando Bloom.”

“Orli,” Billy corrected. “He’s Orli.”

“Orlando,” Viggo said softly, ignoring Billy. “Nice to meet you.”

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