vigorli

Title: Showoff Part the Second
Author: legolas_is_mine
Rating: NC17
Warnings: KINK... uhm... orgasm denial and that
Beta: mesnica
Beater: indigo17
Disclaimer: This is not true, it never happened, I am making no claims as to the sexual preferences of those featured within.

Author's Note: This fic (or the first part anyway) was inspired by this picture.... (filched from faces_fit, no hotlinking :P)

Viggo smirked at Orlando; the boy was crawling towards him, crop held between his lips. The young man's face was contorted as he struggled to concentrate with the sensory overload to which he was being subjected.

As well as the ring still tightly fastened around his swollen cock, Orlando was now adorned with a vibrating plug nestled firmly in his backside and a pair of delicate silver nipple clamps connected by a silver chain. Viggo had also slipped the beautiful leather collar that he had bought Orlando on their last anniversary around his neck. His boy had been beyond speech for an hour or two now; his begging had lapsed into whimpers when Viggo had been fucking him over the table after lunch and he had kept up an almost constant low keening sound ever since.

Viggo leant forward and took the crop from Orlando, running a soothing hand over the lad’s curls before nodding to him to brace himself against the wall. Viggo ran the tip of the black leather crop down Orlando’s back before drawing it back and whipping him lightly with it. The impact produced a variation in the keening, the noise deepening into a pleasured purr. This particular crop had long been Orlando’s favourite and Viggo thought that his lad deserved a small treat after the torture of the morning.

Viggo had woken before Orlando and had used this advantage to surprise the boy, restraining him by means of the padded cuffs they had purchased only the week before. Once his hands were firmly tied, Viggo had blindfolded his lover with a soft black silk scarf and had pushed the vibrator into his arse where it had resided since, keeping Orlando open and ready to be used by Viggo and had been removed only to be replaced by Viggo’s cock.

Orlando had woken up to the tickling feeling of a feather trailing down his chest and stopping for a moment to tease his belly button. His older lover knew every extra sensitive spot on his body and seemed determined to spend time lavishing attention on each and every one of them.

After having been brought to a state of hyper sensitivity, every touch feeling like it was branding him, Viggo had left him to cool off a little whilst he did the household chores. Orlando didn’t know how long he had been left to stew - it felt like an eternity - but a part of him was able to reason that it could not have been that long as it was definitely still morning when he had been released.

Having turned Orlando’s arse the exact shade of pink that he liked so much, Viggo decided that the boy had had enough. Laying the crop to one side, he pressed one hand onto Orlando’s back, holding him in place whilst the other hand pulled the vibrator out of his arse with a slick sound. Viggo thumbed his fly open and pushed swiftly into Orlando’s slick arse, knowing that his boy was already well prepared by the vibrator and their previous coupling, rendering further preparation redundant.

Once Viggo was buried firmly in Orlando’s channel, Viggo reached into the pocket of his jeans and drew out the key, reaching around his boy to unfasten the padlock, which was flung unceremoniously across the room. Viggo was not quite ready to remove the ring yet though; he wanted Orlando to come as he achieved his own orgasm.

Orlando’s sigh of relief as the lock was released was heartfelt and he pushed back against Viggo, as eager for this torture as he had been for each one of the previous. When he felt his lover’s teeth bite down firmly on his neck, Orlando’s voice suddenly recovered itself enough to allow a scream of pleasure to emerge from his dry throat and when the clamps were pulled roughly from his nipples, Orlando felt like he might explode from the combination of pleasure, pain and pure sensation that he was experiencing.

As Viggo felt his orgasm drawing near, he reached around and wrenched the ring from Orlando’s cock, squeezing the engorged organ once. It was all that was required as Orlando finally, finally was able to let go and achieve his completion. As the waves of his orgasm washed over the young man, he collapsed against Viggo, the older man’s arms instinctively wrapping around the boy, gathering him close as he filled him with his essence.

The two men sat on the floor for some time; Orlando was completely exhausted from the events of the past two days and Viggo didn’t want to move until he had recovered enough strength to carry Orlando upstairs. The boy came back to himself as he was lifted into Viggo’s strong arms, and he smiled up at his lover, the blissed out smile of a junkie who has just had his fix.

Viggo returned the smile as he settled Orli on the bed, leaving him momentarily to fetch a bottle of water and a damp washcloth. He held Orli’s head up to help him drink the water and then let the boy drift off into sleep as he cleaned him up. Climbing into bed beside him, Viggo pulled him close and allowed Orli to make a pillow of his shoulder. The last thing Orlando heard as he fell asleep was Viggo’s promise.

“If you do it again, I won’t let you come for a week”

Orlando smiled. That was just fine with him.