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vigorliTitle: Pocket full of promises
Author: blurblely
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: G
Disclaimer: It's all made up. Don't know them, fiction, etc.
Feedback: Tell me if this is crap.
Warnings: Angsty, and it's *not* actually AU, though it sounds like it could be. Oh, and it's only just over 100 words.
Summary: Viggo is obsessed.
His face is the moon, a glittering distant satellite, designed for worship. Designed for destruction. My life is bleak except for the rare moments he turns to me, throws a passing smile to the poor starving mongrel, and for just a few seconds night turns into day.
But then he moves on to the others, the ones he craves. They swirl around him, a sea of dervishes all dancing for his delight. They give him their secrets, their goodwill, their skin, their breath. And he devours them, a vampire in broad daylight. They leave him with promises in their pockets and smiles all the way to their ears. From each one he takes a trinket, ties it to his string of memories and in a second they become closer to his heart than I ever will.
Author: blurblely
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: G
Disclaimer: It's all made up. Don't know them, fiction, etc.
Feedback: Tell me if this is crap.
Warnings: Angsty, and it's *not* actually AU, though it sounds like it could be. Oh, and it's only just over 100 words.
Summary: Viggo is obsessed.
His face is the moon, a glittering distant satellite, designed for worship. Designed for destruction. My life is bleak except for the rare moments he turns to me, throws a passing smile to the poor starving mongrel, and for just a few seconds night turns into day.
But then he moves on to the others, the ones he craves. They swirl around him, a sea of dervishes all dancing for his delight. They give him their secrets, their goodwill, their skin, their breath. And he devours them, a vampire in broad daylight. They leave him with promises in their pockets and smiles all the way to their ears. From each one he takes a trinket, ties it to his string of memories and in a second they become closer to his heart than I ever will.
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