My First Fic...
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vigorliTitle: When Worlds Collide
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bahama_breeze77
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Vigorli
Warning: AU, angst, rape/non-con, hurt/comfort
Summary: When an older man finds an abused boy and gets mixed up in problems bigger than he can handle, can he help the boy put his life back together or will the evils of the world be too much for the both of them…
Beta: Byfyre02, thanks so much girl!!
Feedback: Yes! Love constructive responses
A/N: This wonderful pictue is bytodd_loves_mc! Thanks again, I love it!!!!
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
The hospital was packed when Alex and Tork walked in. The four friends had decided to split up to make the searching go faster. Tork’s plan was simple; they would spend the day searching the hospitals and medical clinics around the city for Orlando. Mark and Harvey had taken the West side while Alex and Tork took the East.
“Are you sure about this idea of yours?” Alex asked as he looked around the emergency room they were standing in the middle of. Doctors and nurses were bustling around them trying to deal with the overflow of patients.
“Of course, the little shit was hurt badly, and I’m sure any sensible person who took him would have brought him straight to a doctor.” Tork said.
“Yeah well, any sensible person who found him chained in a cellar would have also gone to the police but obviously that didn’t happen, did it?” Alex hissed quietly.
Tork’s reply was cut off as a large black lady stepped in front of them.
“Can I help you? If you’re not stabbed, shot, bleeding to death or about to kick the bucket; you don’t belong here!” she stated in a boisterous high pitched voice.
“Sorry but we are looking for a young man. Skinny, brown curls and he might have been recently brought here…” Alex started before he was cut off.
“Honey, you just identified about half our patients.”
“His name is Orlando, if we could just get back and take a quick look…”
“If your not registered family, you don’t get back!” The nurse stated as she put her hands on her hips with a ‘don’t fuck with me’ attitude on her face.
“We’re not family but we’re with the…”
“I don’t care if you’re with Santa Clause; no one gets back there without…” She cut off as she looked toward the entrance. “Hey! Don’t just stand there; roll him into ICU.” She yelled at some paramedics as she ran off after them.
Alex and Tork shared a quick look. “Well that went well.” Alex stated.
“I’m not giving up now; let’s go before she comes back, we will just take a quick look around.” Tork said as he and Alex walked to the hospital wing door and slipped inside.
Sean had been working non stop for the last five hours. Patients were pouring in right and left and being one of the few doctors on call that night he had to oversee everything.
“Doctor, there are two men over there that have been roaming around the rooms, you know them?” asked a nurse who worked behind the counter Sean was currently reading over charts at.
Sean glanced over at the two big men and shook his head. “No, they are probably looking for a relative that was brought in. I’ll see to them before I make my rounds again.”
Sean walked over to the two men as they were trying to peek through the curtains into the dark cubicle like rooms.
“Can I help you men?” He asked politely.
The two men spun around and quickly covered their shock at being snuck up on. The bigger of the two men stepped forward. “Actually, we are looking for a family member who might have been brought in here recently.” Tork lied as he plastered on a fake smile.
“Who exactly are you looking for?” Sean asked.
“Our younger brother, he was recently in a big fight and I think his friends might have brought him here.” Sean’s eyebrows rose at this, these two men looked nothing alike and he was getting a somewhat suspicious vibe off them. “His name is Orlando, Orlando Bloom.”
Sean was absolutely shocked! It was all Sean could do to keep his face straight and his body calm when what he really wanted was to call out to the guards. He couldn’t believe he was talking to the men who had done such horrible things to an innocent boy. Taking a calming breath he answered, “Well, we have had lots of people come through here in the past few days, wait here and I’ll go check our computer.” Sean gave them a tight lipped smile and walked back over to the counter.
Sean stared at the computer, pretending to check over the files, when really all he was doing was scrolling through blank online forms. His hand was itching to pick up the phone right next to his hand but he remembered Viggo’s wish to keep Orlando a secret for now. He respected Viggo so he would have to respect his wishes for now.
After about five minutes he had calmed down enough to walk back to the men.
“I’m sorry, we have no one by that name in our records, but perhaps he was checked into another clinic around the city.” Sean said as he saw their calm slip and anger show through.
“Yeah maybe we will check there, thanks for your help.” Alex ground out before he and Tork stalked out of the hospital.
Sean stared after them for a few minutes as he felt anger rising at letting those two bastards get away. He walked over to the counter again and addressed the nurse there.
“Peggy, I have something urgent to take care of across town, beep me if there is an emergency.” He didn’t wait for a reply but instead turned on his heal and walked out of the hospital. Once he was clear of the mass of people he broke out in a run for his car.
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After Viggo and Orlando ate a dinner of soup and crackers, Viggo went to wash the dishes while Orlando lay down on the couch. They had to eat in the living room because Viggo didn’t think Orlando would be able to sit in the hard wooden chairs in the kitchen yet. Dinner had been quiet, Orlando hadn’t said much after he spilled his life dreams to Viggo. So Viggo had turned the TV on while they ate thinking Orlando might be interested. He was right; Orlando had eagerly flipped through the stations, taking in all he could. Viggo came to realize Orlando had missed so much during his seven years as a captive. Orlando had finally turned it off after he got a little frustrated not knowing what anyone was taking about. He didn’t recognize most of the bands on MTV and couldn’t understand what the news reporters were reporting about.
Viggo’s heart saddened when Orlando had asked him who the old man on TV was that was giving a press conference. Viggo had to tell him it was the president of the United States giving an update on the war. Orlando had been shocked at this, he then proceeded to ask questions about the war and why it had started. Viggo had told him all about how the USA and Britain were fighting in Iraq and how the twin towers no longer existed. It was at this point Orlando had turned the TV off.
Viggo placed the last of the dishes in the dishwasher and peeked around the corner into the living room. Orlando had fallen asleep, curled up in a tight ball on the couch. Viggo smiled at how innocent he looked. He thought about bringing him back up stairs to prepare for bed but his thoughts were interrupted as he heard a car pull into the driveway.
Confused as to who would be here so late, Viggo walked into the hallway and opened the door to the sight of Sean running up to him.
“What are you doing here?” Viggo asked as Sean finally made the doorway.
“Trouble, we’ve got to talk.” Sean panted as he followed Viggo into the kitchen.
“What do you mean trouble? What happened?”
“Two guys came into the hospital looking for a beaten patient about 30 minutes ago.” Sean said pointedly.
Viggo’s brows creased in confusion before they shot up, “Orlando?”
“Yeah, Jesus Viggo, those two looked mean, I can’t imagine what they would do if they found him.”
“But they won’t! I mean there is no way they could know I took him and if they were looking for him at the hospital then that just proves they have no clue where he is! Right?” Viggo rationalized. His concern was growing by the minute. There was no way he would let Mark and his buddies get to Orlando again.
“I don’t know! I’ve never done this type of thing before!” Sean exclaimed as he ran his fingers through his hair. “Somebody could get hurt Viggo. We have to go to the police.”
Viggo sighed, “I know we do. Just…shit, I don’t know…just let me talk to Orlando first.”
Orlando was awoken by the sound of voices. For a few seconds he panicked, thinking it was Mark or one of the guys coming to use him, but as he awoke more he realized he was still on Viggo’s couch. He could hear Viggo talking with someone that sounded like Sean in the kitchen. His heart started to beat fast as he heard Sean say something about trouble but he couldn’t make out the rest.
Pushing himself up off the couch he grabbed the nearest piece of furniture for support as his legs shook beneath him. He took a couple of steps before his legs buckled and he slid to the floor, opting to crawl the rest of the way to the kitchen door. Once he got there he used the wall trimming to pull himself back to his feet. He leaned against the wall and listened to Sean talk.
“Two guys came into the hospital looking for a beaten patient about 30 minutes ago.”
“Orlando?”
“Yeah…”
Orlando’s heart jumped into his throat at these words. Mark was looking for him; Orlando knew Mark wouldn’t stop looking until he was found. Orlando had to grip the wall tighter as his breathing got erratic and he started to tremble. No he couldn’t be found again! They would kill him!
“We have to go to the police.”
“I know we do…”
The Police! No! Orlando couldn’t let that happen, that would just make it easier for Mark to find him. Overcoming his stupor, Orlando tried to walk through the doorway but with no strength ended up on the floor, earning him the stares of two shocked men.
“No! Please don’t!” Orlando cried out, ignoring the fact he was sitting on the floor. “You can’t!”
“Orlando!” Viggo cried out as he hurried over and scooped Orlando into his arms. “Are you ok? Sean?”
“Right here, let’s bring him back up stairs to the bed.” Sean replied as he trailed Viggo up who was currently trying to hush the pleading and crying coming from Orlando.
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Alex and Tork were already at the bar when Mark and Harvey walked through the door.
“You find out anything?” Mark asked before he had even sat down.
“No. What about you?” Alex asked even though he could guess the answer.
Harvey shook his head in a negative way.
“Fuck!” Mark swore. “So nobody went to the hospital or the police, so where the hell did they take him?”
“Maybe they kept him as their own fuck toy.” Harvey replied. “Well Tork old buddy, your plan didn’t work, now we try mine.”
“Fine Harv, tell me your plan.” Mark said impatiently. “It had better be good!”
Everybody leaned in to hear the newest plan.
“Oh it is, so first of all…”
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“Shh! Calm down Orlando, I said I wouldn’t go to the police yet and I mean it. I wasn’t lying to you. I won’t tell anyone.” Viggo stated as he held the struggling boy down on the bed. He was too concerned about Orlando’s health to worry about the glare Sean sent his way.
“I’ll leave; I won’t bug you anymore I promise!” Orlando sobbed. “Don’t tell.”
“Stop. You’re not bugging me, I want to help you. Just calm down, if you keep moving around you could hurt your body more.” Viggo soothed. He was granted his request as Orlando fell still and collapsed onto the bad as if all the energy was suddenly sucked out of his body.
Sean walked over to take Viggo’s place and checked on Orlando’s ribs. After he was satisfied that Orlando hadn’t made his injuries worse he went to the bathroom and came back with a bottle of pills. “Here Orlando, I want you to take two of these for me.”
“Why? What are they?” Orlando asked warily.
“They are pain killers with a mild sedative. It will just help you relax a bit.” Sean explained as Orlando picked the two pills up off his hand.
“Where did those come from?” Viggo asked as he watched Orlando swallow them with a glass of water.
“I put them in your bathroom last time I was here. I didn’t tell you?” At Viggo’s shake of the head he said lightly, “Oh well, must have forgotten.”
Viggo rolled his eyes. “Sean I’ll never understand how you were allowed to practice medicine, you would forget your head if it wasn’t attached to your body.” Viggo laughed at the glare Sean sent him.
Orlando could feel his muscles relax as the sedative kicked in and he relaxed into the pillows as he listened to Sean and Viggo easy banter.
“Since I’m here Orlando I’ll help you insert the medicated bandages into yourself for tonight.” He saw Orlando’s eyes go wide and guessed the young man had forgotten about that part. Orlando shook his head and gripped the covers tighter to his chest.
“Come on Orlando, you know the sooner you start using them the sooner you will heal down there.” Viggo whispered as he sat next to Orlando on the bed.
Sean grabbed one of the rolled bandages and slowly pulled the covers down to Orlando’s knees. “It will be easier if you roll to your side, I’ll be gentle.”
Orlando rolled onto his side with Viggo’s help and pushed his face into the side of Viggo’s thigh to hide his embarrassment and pain.
Sean pulled Orlando’s sweat pants down to his thighs and gentle spread the butt cheeks. He felt Orlando tense as he rubbed some ointment on Orlando’s puckered entrance.
Orlando cried out in pain as he felt Sean slowly push the bandage inside. It felt like nails were being pushed into him instead of a bandage. Tears rolled down his face and onto Viggo’s pants as he breathed heavily through the pain. After a few minutes he felt his pants being pulled over his hips once more.
“The pain will lessen as soon as the medicine spreads around. It will get easier for you after you’ve done it for a while. I know it bloody well sucks but you’ll appreciate it in the end.” Sean said softly as Orlando finally pulled his tear stained face off of Viggo lap and looked at him. Sean gave him a smile and said, “You did well.”
Orlando nodded slightly and laid back against the pillows, suddenly very tired. Viggo got up and walked over to Sean.
“Thanks buddy.” Viggo said not knowing anything else to say.
“No problem, I’ll just head home. We can worry about the men later, just be careful ok?”
“Yeah, I will. Good night Sean.” Viggo said. After Sean had left the room, Viggo made his way to Orlando’s side. Orlando was lightly shaking and staring at him with glassy eyes.
Viggo brushed the tears off Orlando’s cheeks and pulled the covers over him. “Get some rest.” Viggo whispered softly to Orlando whose eyelids were just about closed in sleep.
Viggo turned to go but Orlando’s hand snatched out to grab Viggo’s arm.
“Please don’t leave.” Orlando whimpered. “I’m afraid; I don’t want to be alone.” A tear leaked out of Orlando’s eye.
Viggo couldn’t deny Orlando anything. Seeing how scared he was made Viggo’s heart break. “I’ll stay here.” Viggo said as he pulled a big chair over to the bed. “You’re ok, go to sleep, I’ll be right here.”
Reassured he was safe for the moment, Orlando slowly let sleep wash over him, delivering him into the arms of life like nightmares.
Author:
bahama_breeze77Rating: NC17
Pairing: Vigorli
Warning: AU, angst, rape/non-con, hurt/comfort
Summary: When an older man finds an abused boy and gets mixed up in problems bigger than he can handle, can he help the boy put his life back together or will the evils of the world be too much for the both of them…
Beta: By
fyre02, thanks so much girl!! Feedback: Yes! Love constructive responses
A/N: This wonderful pictue is by
todd_loves_mc! Thanks again, I love it!!!!Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
The hospital was packed when Alex and Tork walked in. The four friends had decided to split up to make the searching go faster. Tork’s plan was simple; they would spend the day searching the hospitals and medical clinics around the city for Orlando. Mark and Harvey had taken the West side while Alex and Tork took the East.
“Are you sure about this idea of yours?” Alex asked as he looked around the emergency room they were standing in the middle of. Doctors and nurses were bustling around them trying to deal with the overflow of patients.
“Of course, the little shit was hurt badly, and I’m sure any sensible person who took him would have brought him straight to a doctor.” Tork said.
“Yeah well, any sensible person who found him chained in a cellar would have also gone to the police but obviously that didn’t happen, did it?” Alex hissed quietly.
Tork’s reply was cut off as a large black lady stepped in front of them.
“Can I help you? If you’re not stabbed, shot, bleeding to death or about to kick the bucket; you don’t belong here!” she stated in a boisterous high pitched voice.
“Sorry but we are looking for a young man. Skinny, brown curls and he might have been recently brought here…” Alex started before he was cut off.
“Honey, you just identified about half our patients.”
“His name is Orlando, if we could just get back and take a quick look…”
“If your not registered family, you don’t get back!” The nurse stated as she put her hands on her hips with a ‘don’t fuck with me’ attitude on her face.
“We’re not family but we’re with the…”
“I don’t care if you’re with Santa Clause; no one gets back there without…” She cut off as she looked toward the entrance. “Hey! Don’t just stand there; roll him into ICU.” She yelled at some paramedics as she ran off after them.
Alex and Tork shared a quick look. “Well that went well.” Alex stated.
“I’m not giving up now; let’s go before she comes back, we will just take a quick look around.” Tork said as he and Alex walked to the hospital wing door and slipped inside.
Sean had been working non stop for the last five hours. Patients were pouring in right and left and being one of the few doctors on call that night he had to oversee everything.
“Doctor, there are two men over there that have been roaming around the rooms, you know them?” asked a nurse who worked behind the counter Sean was currently reading over charts at.
Sean glanced over at the two big men and shook his head. “No, they are probably looking for a relative that was brought in. I’ll see to them before I make my rounds again.”
Sean walked over to the two men as they were trying to peek through the curtains into the dark cubicle like rooms.
“Can I help you men?” He asked politely.
The two men spun around and quickly covered their shock at being snuck up on. The bigger of the two men stepped forward. “Actually, we are looking for a family member who might have been brought in here recently.” Tork lied as he plastered on a fake smile.
“Who exactly are you looking for?” Sean asked.
“Our younger brother, he was recently in a big fight and I think his friends might have brought him here.” Sean’s eyebrows rose at this, these two men looked nothing alike and he was getting a somewhat suspicious vibe off them. “His name is Orlando, Orlando Bloom.”
Sean was absolutely shocked! It was all Sean could do to keep his face straight and his body calm when what he really wanted was to call out to the guards. He couldn’t believe he was talking to the men who had done such horrible things to an innocent boy. Taking a calming breath he answered, “Well, we have had lots of people come through here in the past few days, wait here and I’ll go check our computer.” Sean gave them a tight lipped smile and walked back over to the counter.
Sean stared at the computer, pretending to check over the files, when really all he was doing was scrolling through blank online forms. His hand was itching to pick up the phone right next to his hand but he remembered Viggo’s wish to keep Orlando a secret for now. He respected Viggo so he would have to respect his wishes for now.
After about five minutes he had calmed down enough to walk back to the men.
“I’m sorry, we have no one by that name in our records, but perhaps he was checked into another clinic around the city.” Sean said as he saw their calm slip and anger show through.
“Yeah maybe we will check there, thanks for your help.” Alex ground out before he and Tork stalked out of the hospital.
Sean stared after them for a few minutes as he felt anger rising at letting those two bastards get away. He walked over to the counter again and addressed the nurse there.
“Peggy, I have something urgent to take care of across town, beep me if there is an emergency.” He didn’t wait for a reply but instead turned on his heal and walked out of the hospital. Once he was clear of the mass of people he broke out in a run for his car.
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After Viggo and Orlando ate a dinner of soup and crackers, Viggo went to wash the dishes while Orlando lay down on the couch. They had to eat in the living room because Viggo didn’t think Orlando would be able to sit in the hard wooden chairs in the kitchen yet. Dinner had been quiet, Orlando hadn’t said much after he spilled his life dreams to Viggo. So Viggo had turned the TV on while they ate thinking Orlando might be interested. He was right; Orlando had eagerly flipped through the stations, taking in all he could. Viggo came to realize Orlando had missed so much during his seven years as a captive. Orlando had finally turned it off after he got a little frustrated not knowing what anyone was taking about. He didn’t recognize most of the bands on MTV and couldn’t understand what the news reporters were reporting about.
Viggo’s heart saddened when Orlando had asked him who the old man on TV was that was giving a press conference. Viggo had to tell him it was the president of the United States giving an update on the war. Orlando had been shocked at this, he then proceeded to ask questions about the war and why it had started. Viggo had told him all about how the USA and Britain were fighting in Iraq and how the twin towers no longer existed. It was at this point Orlando had turned the TV off.
Viggo placed the last of the dishes in the dishwasher and peeked around the corner into the living room. Orlando had fallen asleep, curled up in a tight ball on the couch. Viggo smiled at how innocent he looked. He thought about bringing him back up stairs to prepare for bed but his thoughts were interrupted as he heard a car pull into the driveway.
Confused as to who would be here so late, Viggo walked into the hallway and opened the door to the sight of Sean running up to him.
“What are you doing here?” Viggo asked as Sean finally made the doorway.
“Trouble, we’ve got to talk.” Sean panted as he followed Viggo into the kitchen.
“What do you mean trouble? What happened?”
“Two guys came into the hospital looking for a beaten patient about 30 minutes ago.” Sean said pointedly.
Viggo’s brows creased in confusion before they shot up, “Orlando?”
“Yeah, Jesus Viggo, those two looked mean, I can’t imagine what they would do if they found him.”
“But they won’t! I mean there is no way they could know I took him and if they were looking for him at the hospital then that just proves they have no clue where he is! Right?” Viggo rationalized. His concern was growing by the minute. There was no way he would let Mark and his buddies get to Orlando again.
“I don’t know! I’ve never done this type of thing before!” Sean exclaimed as he ran his fingers through his hair. “Somebody could get hurt Viggo. We have to go to the police.”
Viggo sighed, “I know we do. Just…shit, I don’t know…just let me talk to Orlando first.”
Orlando was awoken by the sound of voices. For a few seconds he panicked, thinking it was Mark or one of the guys coming to use him, but as he awoke more he realized he was still on Viggo’s couch. He could hear Viggo talking with someone that sounded like Sean in the kitchen. His heart started to beat fast as he heard Sean say something about trouble but he couldn’t make out the rest.
Pushing himself up off the couch he grabbed the nearest piece of furniture for support as his legs shook beneath him. He took a couple of steps before his legs buckled and he slid to the floor, opting to crawl the rest of the way to the kitchen door. Once he got there he used the wall trimming to pull himself back to his feet. He leaned against the wall and listened to Sean talk.
“Two guys came into the hospital looking for a beaten patient about 30 minutes ago.”
“Orlando?”
“Yeah…”
Orlando’s heart jumped into his throat at these words. Mark was looking for him; Orlando knew Mark wouldn’t stop looking until he was found. Orlando had to grip the wall tighter as his breathing got erratic and he started to tremble. No he couldn’t be found again! They would kill him!
“We have to go to the police.”
“I know we do…”
The Police! No! Orlando couldn’t let that happen, that would just make it easier for Mark to find him. Overcoming his stupor, Orlando tried to walk through the doorway but with no strength ended up on the floor, earning him the stares of two shocked men.
“No! Please don’t!” Orlando cried out, ignoring the fact he was sitting on the floor. “You can’t!”
“Orlando!” Viggo cried out as he hurried over and scooped Orlando into his arms. “Are you ok? Sean?”
“Right here, let’s bring him back up stairs to the bed.” Sean replied as he trailed Viggo up who was currently trying to hush the pleading and crying coming from Orlando.
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Alex and Tork were already at the bar when Mark and Harvey walked through the door.
“You find out anything?” Mark asked before he had even sat down.
“No. What about you?” Alex asked even though he could guess the answer.
Harvey shook his head in a negative way.
“Fuck!” Mark swore. “So nobody went to the hospital or the police, so where the hell did they take him?”
“Maybe they kept him as their own fuck toy.” Harvey replied. “Well Tork old buddy, your plan didn’t work, now we try mine.”
“Fine Harv, tell me your plan.” Mark said impatiently. “It had better be good!”
Everybody leaned in to hear the newest plan.
“Oh it is, so first of all…”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Shh! Calm down Orlando, I said I wouldn’t go to the police yet and I mean it. I wasn’t lying to you. I won’t tell anyone.” Viggo stated as he held the struggling boy down on the bed. He was too concerned about Orlando’s health to worry about the glare Sean sent his way.
“I’ll leave; I won’t bug you anymore I promise!” Orlando sobbed. “Don’t tell.”
“Stop. You’re not bugging me, I want to help you. Just calm down, if you keep moving around you could hurt your body more.” Viggo soothed. He was granted his request as Orlando fell still and collapsed onto the bad as if all the energy was suddenly sucked out of his body.
Sean walked over to take Viggo’s place and checked on Orlando’s ribs. After he was satisfied that Orlando hadn’t made his injuries worse he went to the bathroom and came back with a bottle of pills. “Here Orlando, I want you to take two of these for me.”
“Why? What are they?” Orlando asked warily.
“They are pain killers with a mild sedative. It will just help you relax a bit.” Sean explained as Orlando picked the two pills up off his hand.
“Where did those come from?” Viggo asked as he watched Orlando swallow them with a glass of water.
“I put them in your bathroom last time I was here. I didn’t tell you?” At Viggo’s shake of the head he said lightly, “Oh well, must have forgotten.”
Viggo rolled his eyes. “Sean I’ll never understand how you were allowed to practice medicine, you would forget your head if it wasn’t attached to your body.” Viggo laughed at the glare Sean sent him.
Orlando could feel his muscles relax as the sedative kicked in and he relaxed into the pillows as he listened to Sean and Viggo easy banter.
“Since I’m here Orlando I’ll help you insert the medicated bandages into yourself for tonight.” He saw Orlando’s eyes go wide and guessed the young man had forgotten about that part. Orlando shook his head and gripped the covers tighter to his chest.
“Come on Orlando, you know the sooner you start using them the sooner you will heal down there.” Viggo whispered as he sat next to Orlando on the bed.
Sean grabbed one of the rolled bandages and slowly pulled the covers down to Orlando’s knees. “It will be easier if you roll to your side, I’ll be gentle.”
Orlando rolled onto his side with Viggo’s help and pushed his face into the side of Viggo’s thigh to hide his embarrassment and pain.
Sean pulled Orlando’s sweat pants down to his thighs and gentle spread the butt cheeks. He felt Orlando tense as he rubbed some ointment on Orlando’s puckered entrance.
Orlando cried out in pain as he felt Sean slowly push the bandage inside. It felt like nails were being pushed into him instead of a bandage. Tears rolled down his face and onto Viggo’s pants as he breathed heavily through the pain. After a few minutes he felt his pants being pulled over his hips once more.
“The pain will lessen as soon as the medicine spreads around. It will get easier for you after you’ve done it for a while. I know it bloody well sucks but you’ll appreciate it in the end.” Sean said softly as Orlando finally pulled his tear stained face off of Viggo lap and looked at him. Sean gave him a smile and said, “You did well.”
Orlando nodded slightly and laid back against the pillows, suddenly very tired. Viggo got up and walked over to Sean.
“Thanks buddy.” Viggo said not knowing anything else to say.
“No problem, I’ll just head home. We can worry about the men later, just be careful ok?”
“Yeah, I will. Good night Sean.” Viggo said. After Sean had left the room, Viggo made his way to Orlando’s side. Orlando was lightly shaking and staring at him with glassy eyes.
Viggo brushed the tears off Orlando’s cheeks and pulled the covers over him. “Get some rest.” Viggo whispered softly to Orlando whose eyelids were just about closed in sleep.
Viggo turned to go but Orlando’s hand snatched out to grab Viggo’s arm.
“Please don’t leave.” Orlando whimpered. “I’m afraid; I don’t want to be alone.” A tear leaked out of Orlando’s eye.
Viggo couldn’t deny Orlando anything. Seeing how scared he was made Viggo’s heart break. “I’ll stay here.” Viggo said as he pulled a big chair over to the bed. “You’re ok, go to sleep, I’ll be right here.”
Reassured he was safe for the moment, Orlando slowly let sleep wash over him, delivering him into the arms of life like nightmares.
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Date: 2005-06-23 08:53 pm (UTC)