vigorli

Title: Welcome Home
Author: me
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Orli/?
Summary: Orli comes home to a wonderful surprise
Disclaimer: not true, but damn I wish it were
Beta: the awesome

juniperjen
Archive: my lj,

vigorli &

vigorleancult
A/N: I would like to thank my philosophy professor for being so incredibly hot and giving me great sex bunnies; i dedicate this fic to him

He grabbed me and pressed me against the wall the moment I walked in the door, claiming my lips in a fiery kiss as he worked to unbutton my shirt. His tongue invaded my mouth, dancing with my own, exploring my very soul as he ripped my shirt from my body, quickly tossing it aside before moving to take care of my jeans. Fuck I was so hard. I love this side of him – so demanding, so fierce. He pushed my jeans down to my ankles while I gasped for air after our kiss broke. Finally opening my eyes, I realized that he was completely naked, his well-defined body glazed with just a light sheen of sweat. Ah, so he had been waiting for me…very nice.

Helping me step out of my jeans, he then stood up, whispering in my ear, “I’m going to fuck you now, Orlando.”

Fuck yes…his voice was so sinful. I always said he could make me come just from hearing him talk. I groaned and closed my eyes, letting my head fall back against the wall. I felt him part my legs and suddenly he was pushing one – then two – lubed fingers inside of me. He scissored them, stretching me completely and making me moan. I moved my hips to try to get him to hit my prostate, but damn, he wouldn’t have any of it.

I cried out, moaning his name. “Fuck! No more! Need you…now!” I growled.

He slowly removed his fingers and ordered, “Open your eyes, baby.”

I opened them slowly, noticing his animalistic state. I knew what he wanted when he handed me the bottle of lube. I squeezed some into my hand and grasped his cock roughly, slicking it generously. He moaned and tore my hand away.

Pressing me hard against the wall, he raised me slightly, positioning me over his hard member. He pulled me down roughly, impaling me fully as I howled at the sudden invasion and wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him closer and deeper.

“Fuck me, dammit!” I yelled, needing this so badly. He began to thrust into me roughly, desperately grasping my hips. I grabbed his shoulders and rocked my hips in counterpoint to his fast paced movements. He shifted the angle of his movements slightly and began to hit my prostate with every thrust. I cried out in pleasure, seeing stars before my eyes, gripping his shoulders tighter as my inner muscles tightened around his cock. His thrusts increased in pace, becoming faster and harder.

“I’m close…so fucking close…oh fucking shit…Orlando…you’re so tight, so hot. Fuck, you feel so good,” he rasped as he continued to pound into me. Our moans echoed throughout the house, becoming louder and louder as we both came closer to our own release, forcing our breaths out in shallow gasps. I felt his cock stir inside me, causing my muscles to clench around him tighter.

“Fuck! ORLANDO!” he shouted as he spilled himself inside me, continuing his thrusts – riding out his own pleasure. Seconds later I called his name as my own orgasm washed over me, covering our stomachs. My nails dug into his shoulders, making him hiss in a mixture of pain and post-orgasmic bliss.

As we recovered from the physical and emotional high, he gently slipped his cock out of me and helped me to rise, supporting me.

“Well…that was a hell of a greeting,” I teased.

He smiled and placed a kiss to my lips. “Glad to have you back, Orli.”

“Glad to be back, Vig.”