Fic: Silent Partners (6/?)
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vigorliTitle: Silent Partners (6/?)
Author: Louby![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Pairing: V/O, Orlando/Christian Bale
Rating: NC-17
Summary: The causes and consequences of infidelity.
Warnings: A.U, mentions of het, (non con & violence in later chapters).
Disclaimer: I have no affiliations with any of the actors, only the plot is mine.
AN: Beta read by my amazing twin sister Pippi.
AN 2: Thanks toimogen_lily for this gorgeous banner.
Previous Chapters
“I can’t believe you said that to him!” Viggo almost cried with laughter. “You actually likened his sexual advances to an internal body search?!” The pair had been on the road for almost 4 hours with around 3 hours to go, and it had taken that much time for Orli to finally dish the dirt on what had gone on with Christian that afternoon.
“Yeah I said that” Orlando chuckled slightly, before his smile turned to a frown. “But I’m not proud of it; I didn’t mean to be so spiteful and callous”
“Orli” Viggo began. “If anyone’s been pushed into being spiteful, it’s you.” Of all the cruel and hurtful things that Christian had said to his young husband over the years, it was no surprise that Orlando had finally retaliated. He only wished that his lover would stop beating himself up over it. “Besides,” Viggo continued. “What he did to you is against the law; a lot of people would call that rape”
“It wasn’t rape Vig” Orli answered dismissively, not wanting to dwell on what had happened. “It’s not like he held me down and fucked me, and he’s still my husband. Can’t exactly rape someone you’re married to.”
“Jesus Orli don’t be so naive” Viggo sighed in annoyance, he didn’t want to argue with his lover but some of things that Orlando said scared him. “No means no, doesn’t matter who you are.”
Viggo cursed himself for being so harsh on his young lover, who was sensitive at the best of times, but he needed him to see what Christian was really like.
“I’m sorry” Orlando said quietly. “I shouldn’t have brought it up; the next few days are supposed to be about us, not Chris.”
“No I’m glad you did baby” Viggo responded quickly. “I don’t want us to have any secrets. Right now you’re the only person I’m being honest with.”
Orlando smiled and shifted in his seat so that he could look at his lover. Neither men spoke for several minutes, both content just to be with one another, in the most mundane of places, but there was nowhere else they’d rather be.
“Urgh!” Orli cried in frustration after several unsuccessful minutes of trying to get comfortable. “I hate travelling, I don’t have the patience.”
“Silly English!” Viggo teased affectionately. “You Brits don’t know what real driving is! You can get from the Scottish highlands to the southernmost point of England in 15 hours! What would you do on a real road trip?”
“Probably eat my own head” Orli retorted. “I’m from Canterbury remember! I can get to France quicker than I can get out of North London!”
“Try and sleep if you’re so fed up” Viggo reasoned.
“I don’t want to leave you to drive the rest of the way without company” Orli explained as his fiddled with the radio. “I can’t get comfortable anyway, each way I move aggravates my back.”
“Just lie down on my lap” Viggo suggested, patting his thigh to emphasise his point. “It’ll only be a few hours and at least you’ll be able to stretch out.”
“Hmmmm okay you’ve twisted my arm” Orlando purred as he lay down. “When have I ever said no to having my head between your legs?”
“Not just yet Lolita!” Viggo warned teasingly. “I’ve got plans for you and none of them involve having to negotiate round a hand brake and a gear stick.”
“Ouch! There’s a sex game I’m not ready to try” Orlando winced at the thought.
“See I knew there must be something you weren’t willing to do!” Viggo ribbed, before jumping in pain when nimble fingers nipped his thigh.
“Watch it Mortensen” Orlando grinned from Viggo’s lap. “I’m dangerously close to the crown jewels. Any more comments like that and I could make sure you can’t have anymore kids!”
“Consider me well warned baby” Viggo laughed as Orli closed his eyes, trying not to disturb him as he lowered his left hand on top of his lover’s curls. After a few minutes he heard Orlando’s breathing become even, and he had stopped wriggling. Deciding that his lover must have fallen asleep, he reached over to turn down the radio and continued on the drive ahead.
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Orlando’s eyes flickered open from his place on Viggo’s lap. He looked up briefly to see a sign for Dumfries, indicating that they were now in Scotland and that he’d been asleep for almost two hours; he hadn’t realised how tired he was. Above him he could hear Viggo singing along quietly to the Oasis track on the radio, seemingly carefree. Orli knew better, he knew how much strain their situation was putting on the older man. Unlike Orlando, Viggo had little concern left for his spouse, but he did have his kids to think about. Orli had enough trouble coming to terms with how their infidelity would affect his husband; he couldn’t begin to imagine how difficult it was for Viggo to have made the decision to put his young children through a marriage breakdown. But Viggo was doing it for him. That was why Orlando intended to make their time together as stress free as possible.
Orlando shifted slightly, content to just lie there for a while, not wanting his lover to be aware that he was awake just yet. As he moved his head to get more comfortable, he felt Viggo shift underneath him. Suddenly a devious thought entered Orli’s mind. He moved his head again, this time making sure he pressed down gently against Viggo’s groin. He smiled mischievously when he felt Viggo shift again, obviously trying with little success to ignore the friction Orli was creating.
Orli had to bite his lip to prevent himself from giving the game away by giggling as he felt Viggo began to harden beneath him, his increased breathing indicated how Orli’s wriggling was starting to affect him.
“Baby?” Viggo asked after a few moments. “Are you by any chance awake?”
This time Orlando couldn’t keep the giggle inside as he shook his head. “Nope!” he quipped.
“Really?” Viggo said slowly. “In that case I’d better wake you up before you get a black eye.” Whatever he was going to say next was lost as he felt Orlando turn over, before taking his zipper between his teeth and slowly pulling it down.
“Shit!” Viggo gripped the steering wheel tighter as he felt Orli’s tongue make contact with his clothed erection, licking and sucking as best he could in their confined space.
“Pull over” Orli instructed as he pulled away from Viggo’s flesh. His lover was currently going 80 miles an hour on the motorway which probably wasn’t the best place for him to finish what he’d started.
“I can’t pull up on the hard shoulder!” Viggo managed to blurt out, briefly wondering why his mind was on the Highway Code at that point.
“It’s an emergency isn’t it?” Orli asked cheekily with a wink. Viggo seemed to agree with his reasoning as he almost immediately signalled left and pulled onto the hard shoulder as soon as there was a gap in the traffic.
“Oh fuck!” Viggo groaned. He had barely had time to pull on the hand brake before Orlando had pulled his erection free and swallowed him whole in one fell swoop, intent on milking him dry. Viggo silently applauded his decision to buy a car with tinted windows; as hot as the scene no doubt was, he was the only one who was supposed to see Orlando like this. That was why having to listen to Orlando recount what had happened that afternoon with Christian had been so painful.
Orlando continued his oral assault on Viggo’s flesh without mercy, fully intent on making the older man lose control in record time, after all it would only take one police officer to pull over and they’d be arrested for indecent behaviour and their secret would be revealed to the world. Judging by the moans that were currently spilling from Viggo’s lips, he was already half way there. Concentrating all his energy on making his lover see stars, Orlando reached under the American as best he could and pressed his index finger gently against his lover’s sensitive perineum. It seemed to have the desired affect as his lover’s hips suddenly bucked, briefly causing Orli to gag. Viggo would have apologised for potentially bruising the Brit’s throat, but at that point he was too far gone and the only words his lust addled mind could muster were “shit” and “fuck”. Not his most eloquent of moments, but who could blame him when he had Orlando and his hoover mouth to contend with?
“I’m close baby!” Viggo groaned, his hands tightening their grip in Orlando’s hair, encouraging him to take him over the edge. It only took a few seconds longer before Viggo was calling his lover’s name and spilling down his throat.
Viggo had barely regained his senses when Orli had sat up and pulled him into a fierce kiss. Viggo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when he felt Orlando’s tongue pushed the last essence of his release into his own mouth, encouraging him to swallow. Viggo had never dreamed that Orli would have done something like that; especially when he found out that his young lover didn’t even know what rimming was. But it was hot as hell.
Orlando smirked at Viggo’s shocked look as he pulled away. “I’m not as innocent as I look you know” he said as he settled back into his seat.
“Clearly.” Viggo answered as he tucked his softening cock back into his jeans. “That was a risky game Orlando Bloom!”
“What can I say? Being that close to you was too much temptation.”
Viggo leaned over to give Orlando one last quick peck on the lips, giving himself a few moments to regain composure before starting the engine and pulling out back onto the motorway. Their little diversion had certainly made the journey more interesting, but they still had many miles to cover before they would arrive in Edinburgh.
“Can you pull in at the next service station we come to?” Orli asked.
“Sure. You up for another go baby?” Viggo joked, laughing as his lover punch him gently on his bicep.
“You wish” Orli grumbled affectionately. “Just need to pick up some essential. Condoms. Lube. Handcuffs and chocolate body paint.” He added in jest as an afterthought.
“Hmmm. Service stations in Britain sound like fun” Viggo joked back, but pulled into the next car park none the less. If they didn’t have condoms and lube then the trip wasn’t going to be half as fun as he had initially intended.
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Ninety minutes later Viggo and Orli arrived at the Menzies Belford hotel in Edinburgh city centre, both tired but happy. Viggo checked the pair of them in, separate rooms of course since the university were paying. Relationships between staff were seriously frowned upon, especially between a professor and an ex student. Then of course there was the small matter of their spouses. Should one of them call the hotel they would easily put two and two together if the receptionist happened to mention there was only one reservation. It didn’t matter anyway; Viggo had no intention of Orlando using the extra room.
“Wow! This is really nice!” Orlando exclaimed, obviously impressed as he looked round the beautiful suite.
“I’m glad you like it” Viggo replied softly as he came up behind Orli and wrapped his arms around the younger man’s waist, placing a soft kiss on his neck as he did so. “But surely this is nothing compared to some of the places you’ve stayed.”
“You know” Orlando began he turned round in Viggo’s arms and kissed him lips. “I must have stayed in the most expensive hotel in every city you can imagine. Paris, Athens, Cairo, Tokyo. I’ve seen them all. But not one of them was even half as great…as being here with you.”
Viggo nearly cried when he saw the raw emotion, the pure love burning so fiercely on the young man’s face. But instead of crying he put all his own love in a kiss, making sure it said all that he wanted to say, until he could find the words.
“You’re my world” Viggo whispered against Orlando’s lips. “I never thought it was possible to love someone this much. But I do. You make me ache.”
Orlando didn’t reply, he had never been good with words like Viggo. But he returned the kiss with just as much love and devotion as Viggo had always given him, knowing that that was always more than enough.
“I love you Vig” he answered finally. Not that he needed to, Viggo saw it every time he looked into his dark, soulful eyes. It made everything he had been through to get to this point worth it; losing Christine, moving abroad, living in a loveless marriage. He’d do it all over again just to be allowed to look into Orli’s eyes. Because he wasn’t just looking into his lover’s eyes. He was looking into his heart, and into his soul.
“Let me love you baby.” Viggo grasped Orli under his arse and lifted him up as his lover nodded his assent. Orlando wrapped his legs around Viggo’s legs as his lover easily carried Orli to the king-size bed, stopping to allow Orlando to grab the condoms and lube he’d purchased earlier. Once at the bed Viggo pulled the covers back and slowly laid the younger man down underneath him, kissing him gently as one hand found its way under Orli’s t-shirt, gently rolling one nipple between his skilled fingers. Orlando mewled in appreciation as Viggo moved onto the other nub. Viggo had always been amazed at how sensitive his lover’s nipples were. He wondered if he could perhaps make the Brit come just by playing with his nipples, maybe he would try one time. But not tonight, tonight he had other plans for his lover.
“Need more Vig” Orli whispered into the kiss as if reading Viggo’s mind. Viggo nodded in understanding, encouraging his lover to raise he arms to divest him of his shirt as Viggo did the same. Once Orlando was bare-chested Viggo continued to kiss him, placing gentle kisses all over Orli’s face before trailing them down his neck and onto his chest. Once again Viggo came into contact with Orlando’s nipples, not being able to resist as he took one and then the other between his teeth, nipping softly before using his tongue to sooth the hurt. Orlando’s breathy moans became longer and more frequent as Viggo’s tongue headed south, stopping briefly to circle his lover’s belly button before shedding himself and Orlando of the rest of their clothes.
Viggo stopped his ministrations momentarily to take in the sight of his lover, spread out naked before him; he really was breathtaking.
“God you’re so beautiful baby” he murmured. “Beautiful’s too small a word.”
Orlando smiled at the compliment as he pulled his lover down into another loving kiss. “Chris always tells me I’m beautiful” he said between kisses. He hated bringing up his uncaring husband at a time like this, but he needed to say it. “But he just means he likes the way I look; like a beautiful car or a beautiful house. He doesn’t know the real me, what’s in here.” He took Viggo’s hand in his and kissed it, before bringing it down to his chest and holding it over his heart so that Viggo could feel it beating. “It’s what’s in here that makes someone beautiful; it’s nothing to do with how you do your hair, or the clothes you wear. That’s why when Chris tells me I’m beautiful I don’t quite believe him. But when you say it, I know it’s true.”
Viggo smiled down at his lover. Christian thought that his husband was still just a little boy, but he was so wrong. He was wise beyond his years, and was wasted on Christian if he couldn’t see that. For a moment Viggo forgot where they were; forgot that they were both naked in bed, and both very hard, and was instead content on just looking at the younger man. Orli soon reminded him however, Viggo could feel him pushing up against him.
Viggo started where he left off, placing butterfly kisses down Orlando’s abdomen, coming dangerously close to his lover’s cock, but instead of taking his lover into his mouth, he moved onto his hips, kissing and sucking gently so as not to leave a mark, and then moving down to his lovers sensitive inner thighs.
“Please Vig!” Orlando moaned in frustration. He was unbelievably hard, but his lover apparently wanted to tease.
“Please what love?” Viggo asked cheekily as he nipped at the underside of Orli’s left knee.
“Please just do….something!” he gasped.
“You know you only had to ask” Any more complaints Orli might have had were lost when Viggo all but inhaled his hard flesh, mimicking what Orlando had done to him in the car only hours before, alternating between sucking the tip and deepthroating his lover’s long shaft. Orlando had to bite his lip to prevent himself from screaming Viggo’s name, not wanting other guests to know what was going on. He was so focused on what Viggo’s talented mouth was doing to him that he barely registered his lover’s lubed fingers at his entrance.
“Oh God” Orlando moaned as Viggo penetrated him for the first time, so different to how Christian had roughly man handled him that afternoon. Viggo added a second finger and almost immediately found his prostrate with practiced ease, rubbing it tantalisingly. Orlando threw his head back and groaned, no longer caring if the people in the next room heard him; in some narcissistic way he actually wanted them to hear.
By the time Viggo added a third finger, Orlando was all but fucking himself on his lover’s digits, begging him with his body to take it further. Finally, sensing his lover’s impatience, Viggo released Orli’s erection with an audible pop, and pulled his fingers from his body as he reached for the condoms and lube. Orli whined pitifully at the loss, but complied with Viggo as he rolled him onto his side.
“This okay?” Viggo asked as he pulled Orli’s top leg up. It wasn’t a position they used very often, they preferred to be able to see the other’s face. But sometimes it seemed to work, especially like now when Viggo wanted to hold Orlando close, against his heart.
“Hmmmm” Orli answered, closing his eyes. Anything that involved Viggo’s cock inside him was more than okay with him. His prayers were answered only a moment later when he finally felt Viggo’s blunt organ at his entrance, pushing in gently but insistently until Viggo was fully engulfed in Orlando’s velvet heat, waiting until he felt his lover push back against him before he started to move.
Sometimes sex between the two men was loud; sometimes it was hard, and fast. But not this time. The two bodies rocked slowly against one another in perfect symphony, knowing hands mapped each other’s bodies and loving lips placed tender kisses on every reachable stretch of skin. The only sounds that filled the hotel room were the occasional smack of skin and the breathy gasps and moans of the two lovers, and they felt like they were the only two people in the entire world.
Lovemaking sessions such as this one, slow and sensual, made the pair feel like they could go all night, but they were only human, and after what felt like hours, the lovers came in unison, each calling the other’s name as they climaxed hard, before silence filled the room.
“That was amazing Vig” Orlando breathed finally as Viggo withdrew, suddenly feeling unnervingly empty. Orli longed for a time when his lover wouldn’t have to pull out straight away, when he could stay inside Orlando all night long so that the younger man could feel him throughout the following day, but that just wasn’t possible when they were using condoms. ‘Soon we won’t need to’ Orli told himself.
Orlando opened his eyes when he felt Viggo clean him up with the wet wipes that had been left in the hotel room, opening up to allow Viggo to clean between his legs. His lover was always so terrified of hurting him that he often went over the top with the lube, leaving the Brit more than a little bit messy. But Orli didn’t care, to him it was just another thing to add to his ever growing list of the ways Viggo expressed how much he loved him.
Viggo disposed of the wet wipe and condom before pulling the covers over the top of them and turned off that light.
“Are you as exhausted as I am” Viggo asked as he pulled Orli against his chest.
“Definitely” Orli giggled against Viggo’s skin. “You’ve worn me out with your super human stamina.” Orli looked up at Viggo suddenly, the moonlight shining on his face through the gap in the curtain. “Do you realise what we’re about to do? We’re going to fall asleep together, and when we wake up it’s going to be a new day. We’ve never done that before Vig.”
“Wow. You’re right” Viggo answered as he stroked Orlando’s face. “But this is just one of many firsts for us baby. We’re gonna have a lifetime of firsts to experience together.”
“I like the sound of that” Orli smiled softly as he kiss his lover one last time, before snuggled back into Viggo’s loving embrace, allowing the familiar scent of his lover to lull him into a safe sleep. “This is only the beginning.”
TBC
Author: Louby
fictionbyloubyPairing: V/O, Orlando/Christian Bale
Rating: NC-17
Summary: The causes and consequences of infidelity.
Warnings: A.U, mentions of het, (non con & violence in later chapters).
Disclaimer: I have no affiliations with any of the actors, only the plot is mine.
AN: Beta read by my amazing twin sister Pippi.
AN 2: Thanks to
imogen_lily for this gorgeous banner.Previous Chapters
“I can’t believe you said that to him!” Viggo almost cried with laughter. “You actually likened his sexual advances to an internal body search?!” The pair had been on the road for almost 4 hours with around 3 hours to go, and it had taken that much time for Orli to finally dish the dirt on what had gone on with Christian that afternoon.
“Yeah I said that” Orlando chuckled slightly, before his smile turned to a frown. “But I’m not proud of it; I didn’t mean to be so spiteful and callous”
“Orli” Viggo began. “If anyone’s been pushed into being spiteful, it’s you.” Of all the cruel and hurtful things that Christian had said to his young husband over the years, it was no surprise that Orlando had finally retaliated. He only wished that his lover would stop beating himself up over it. “Besides,” Viggo continued. “What he did to you is against the law; a lot of people would call that rape”
“It wasn’t rape Vig” Orli answered dismissively, not wanting to dwell on what had happened. “It’s not like he held me down and fucked me, and he’s still my husband. Can’t exactly rape someone you’re married to.”
“Jesus Orli don’t be so naive” Viggo sighed in annoyance, he didn’t want to argue with his lover but some of things that Orlando said scared him. “No means no, doesn’t matter who you are.”
Viggo cursed himself for being so harsh on his young lover, who was sensitive at the best of times, but he needed him to see what Christian was really like.
“I’m sorry” Orlando said quietly. “I shouldn’t have brought it up; the next few days are supposed to be about us, not Chris.”
“No I’m glad you did baby” Viggo responded quickly. “I don’t want us to have any secrets. Right now you’re the only person I’m being honest with.”
Orlando smiled and shifted in his seat so that he could look at his lover. Neither men spoke for several minutes, both content just to be with one another, in the most mundane of places, but there was nowhere else they’d rather be.
“Urgh!” Orli cried in frustration after several unsuccessful minutes of trying to get comfortable. “I hate travelling, I don’t have the patience.”
“Silly English!” Viggo teased affectionately. “You Brits don’t know what real driving is! You can get from the Scottish highlands to the southernmost point of England in 15 hours! What would you do on a real road trip?”
“Probably eat my own head” Orli retorted. “I’m from Canterbury remember! I can get to France quicker than I can get out of North London!”
“Try and sleep if you’re so fed up” Viggo reasoned.
“I don’t want to leave you to drive the rest of the way without company” Orli explained as his fiddled with the radio. “I can’t get comfortable anyway, each way I move aggravates my back.”
“Just lie down on my lap” Viggo suggested, patting his thigh to emphasise his point. “It’ll only be a few hours and at least you’ll be able to stretch out.”
“Hmmmm okay you’ve twisted my arm” Orlando purred as he lay down. “When have I ever said no to having my head between your legs?”
“Not just yet Lolita!” Viggo warned teasingly. “I’ve got plans for you and none of them involve having to negotiate round a hand brake and a gear stick.”
“Ouch! There’s a sex game I’m not ready to try” Orlando winced at the thought.
“See I knew there must be something you weren’t willing to do!” Viggo ribbed, before jumping in pain when nimble fingers nipped his thigh.
“Watch it Mortensen” Orlando grinned from Viggo’s lap. “I’m dangerously close to the crown jewels. Any more comments like that and I could make sure you can’t have anymore kids!”
“Consider me well warned baby” Viggo laughed as Orli closed his eyes, trying not to disturb him as he lowered his left hand on top of his lover’s curls. After a few minutes he heard Orlando’s breathing become even, and he had stopped wriggling. Deciding that his lover must have fallen asleep, he reached over to turn down the radio and continued on the drive ahead.
Orlando’s eyes flickered open from his place on Viggo’s lap. He looked up briefly to see a sign for Dumfries, indicating that they were now in Scotland and that he’d been asleep for almost two hours; he hadn’t realised how tired he was. Above him he could hear Viggo singing along quietly to the Oasis track on the radio, seemingly carefree. Orli knew better, he knew how much strain their situation was putting on the older man. Unlike Orlando, Viggo had little concern left for his spouse, but he did have his kids to think about. Orli had enough trouble coming to terms with how their infidelity would affect his husband; he couldn’t begin to imagine how difficult it was for Viggo to have made the decision to put his young children through a marriage breakdown. But Viggo was doing it for him. That was why Orlando intended to make their time together as stress free as possible.
Orlando shifted slightly, content to just lie there for a while, not wanting his lover to be aware that he was awake just yet. As he moved his head to get more comfortable, he felt Viggo shift underneath him. Suddenly a devious thought entered Orli’s mind. He moved his head again, this time making sure he pressed down gently against Viggo’s groin. He smiled mischievously when he felt Viggo shift again, obviously trying with little success to ignore the friction Orli was creating.
Orli had to bite his lip to prevent himself from giving the game away by giggling as he felt Viggo began to harden beneath him, his increased breathing indicated how Orli’s wriggling was starting to affect him.
“Baby?” Viggo asked after a few moments. “Are you by any chance awake?”
This time Orlando couldn’t keep the giggle inside as he shook his head. “Nope!” he quipped.
“Really?” Viggo said slowly. “In that case I’d better wake you up before you get a black eye.” Whatever he was going to say next was lost as he felt Orlando turn over, before taking his zipper between his teeth and slowly pulling it down.
“Shit!” Viggo gripped the steering wheel tighter as he felt Orli’s tongue make contact with his clothed erection, licking and sucking as best he could in their confined space.
“Pull over” Orli instructed as he pulled away from Viggo’s flesh. His lover was currently going 80 miles an hour on the motorway which probably wasn’t the best place for him to finish what he’d started.
“I can’t pull up on the hard shoulder!” Viggo managed to blurt out, briefly wondering why his mind was on the Highway Code at that point.
“It’s an emergency isn’t it?” Orli asked cheekily with a wink. Viggo seemed to agree with his reasoning as he almost immediately signalled left and pulled onto the hard shoulder as soon as there was a gap in the traffic.
“Oh fuck!” Viggo groaned. He had barely had time to pull on the hand brake before Orlando had pulled his erection free and swallowed him whole in one fell swoop, intent on milking him dry. Viggo silently applauded his decision to buy a car with tinted windows; as hot as the scene no doubt was, he was the only one who was supposed to see Orlando like this. That was why having to listen to Orlando recount what had happened that afternoon with Christian had been so painful.
Orlando continued his oral assault on Viggo’s flesh without mercy, fully intent on making the older man lose control in record time, after all it would only take one police officer to pull over and they’d be arrested for indecent behaviour and their secret would be revealed to the world. Judging by the moans that were currently spilling from Viggo’s lips, he was already half way there. Concentrating all his energy on making his lover see stars, Orlando reached under the American as best he could and pressed his index finger gently against his lover’s sensitive perineum. It seemed to have the desired affect as his lover’s hips suddenly bucked, briefly causing Orli to gag. Viggo would have apologised for potentially bruising the Brit’s throat, but at that point he was too far gone and the only words his lust addled mind could muster were “shit” and “fuck”. Not his most eloquent of moments, but who could blame him when he had Orlando and his hoover mouth to contend with?
“I’m close baby!” Viggo groaned, his hands tightening their grip in Orlando’s hair, encouraging him to take him over the edge. It only took a few seconds longer before Viggo was calling his lover’s name and spilling down his throat.
Viggo had barely regained his senses when Orli had sat up and pulled him into a fierce kiss. Viggo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when he felt Orlando’s tongue pushed the last essence of his release into his own mouth, encouraging him to swallow. Viggo had never dreamed that Orli would have done something like that; especially when he found out that his young lover didn’t even know what rimming was. But it was hot as hell.
Orlando smirked at Viggo’s shocked look as he pulled away. “I’m not as innocent as I look you know” he said as he settled back into his seat.
“Clearly.” Viggo answered as he tucked his softening cock back into his jeans. “That was a risky game Orlando Bloom!”
“What can I say? Being that close to you was too much temptation.”
Viggo leaned over to give Orlando one last quick peck on the lips, giving himself a few moments to regain composure before starting the engine and pulling out back onto the motorway. Their little diversion had certainly made the journey more interesting, but they still had many miles to cover before they would arrive in Edinburgh.
“Can you pull in at the next service station we come to?” Orli asked.
“Sure. You up for another go baby?” Viggo joked, laughing as his lover punch him gently on his bicep.
“You wish” Orli grumbled affectionately. “Just need to pick up some essential. Condoms. Lube. Handcuffs and chocolate body paint.” He added in jest as an afterthought.
“Hmmm. Service stations in Britain sound like fun” Viggo joked back, but pulled into the next car park none the less. If they didn’t have condoms and lube then the trip wasn’t going to be half as fun as he had initially intended.
Ninety minutes later Viggo and Orli arrived at the Menzies Belford hotel in Edinburgh city centre, both tired but happy. Viggo checked the pair of them in, separate rooms of course since the university were paying. Relationships between staff were seriously frowned upon, especially between a professor and an ex student. Then of course there was the small matter of their spouses. Should one of them call the hotel they would easily put two and two together if the receptionist happened to mention there was only one reservation. It didn’t matter anyway; Viggo had no intention of Orlando using the extra room.
“Wow! This is really nice!” Orlando exclaimed, obviously impressed as he looked round the beautiful suite.
“I’m glad you like it” Viggo replied softly as he came up behind Orli and wrapped his arms around the younger man’s waist, placing a soft kiss on his neck as he did so. “But surely this is nothing compared to some of the places you’ve stayed.”
“You know” Orlando began he turned round in Viggo’s arms and kissed him lips. “I must have stayed in the most expensive hotel in every city you can imagine. Paris, Athens, Cairo, Tokyo. I’ve seen them all. But not one of them was even half as great…as being here with you.”
Viggo nearly cried when he saw the raw emotion, the pure love burning so fiercely on the young man’s face. But instead of crying he put all his own love in a kiss, making sure it said all that he wanted to say, until he could find the words.
“You’re my world” Viggo whispered against Orlando’s lips. “I never thought it was possible to love someone this much. But I do. You make me ache.”
Orlando didn’t reply, he had never been good with words like Viggo. But he returned the kiss with just as much love and devotion as Viggo had always given him, knowing that that was always more than enough.
“I love you Vig” he answered finally. Not that he needed to, Viggo saw it every time he looked into his dark, soulful eyes. It made everything he had been through to get to this point worth it; losing Christine, moving abroad, living in a loveless marriage. He’d do it all over again just to be allowed to look into Orli’s eyes. Because he wasn’t just looking into his lover’s eyes. He was looking into his heart, and into his soul.
“Let me love you baby.” Viggo grasped Orli under his arse and lifted him up as his lover nodded his assent. Orlando wrapped his legs around Viggo’s legs as his lover easily carried Orli to the king-size bed, stopping to allow Orlando to grab the condoms and lube he’d purchased earlier. Once at the bed Viggo pulled the covers back and slowly laid the younger man down underneath him, kissing him gently as one hand found its way under Orli’s t-shirt, gently rolling one nipple between his skilled fingers. Orlando mewled in appreciation as Viggo moved onto the other nub. Viggo had always been amazed at how sensitive his lover’s nipples were. He wondered if he could perhaps make the Brit come just by playing with his nipples, maybe he would try one time. But not tonight, tonight he had other plans for his lover.
“Need more Vig” Orli whispered into the kiss as if reading Viggo’s mind. Viggo nodded in understanding, encouraging his lover to raise he arms to divest him of his shirt as Viggo did the same. Once Orlando was bare-chested Viggo continued to kiss him, placing gentle kisses all over Orli’s face before trailing them down his neck and onto his chest. Once again Viggo came into contact with Orlando’s nipples, not being able to resist as he took one and then the other between his teeth, nipping softly before using his tongue to sooth the hurt. Orlando’s breathy moans became longer and more frequent as Viggo’s tongue headed south, stopping briefly to circle his lover’s belly button before shedding himself and Orlando of the rest of their clothes.
Viggo stopped his ministrations momentarily to take in the sight of his lover, spread out naked before him; he really was breathtaking.
“God you’re so beautiful baby” he murmured. “Beautiful’s too small a word.”
Orlando smiled at the compliment as he pulled his lover down into another loving kiss. “Chris always tells me I’m beautiful” he said between kisses. He hated bringing up his uncaring husband at a time like this, but he needed to say it. “But he just means he likes the way I look; like a beautiful car or a beautiful house. He doesn’t know the real me, what’s in here.” He took Viggo’s hand in his and kissed it, before bringing it down to his chest and holding it over his heart so that Viggo could feel it beating. “It’s what’s in here that makes someone beautiful; it’s nothing to do with how you do your hair, or the clothes you wear. That’s why when Chris tells me I’m beautiful I don’t quite believe him. But when you say it, I know it’s true.”
Viggo smiled down at his lover. Christian thought that his husband was still just a little boy, but he was so wrong. He was wise beyond his years, and was wasted on Christian if he couldn’t see that. For a moment Viggo forgot where they were; forgot that they were both naked in bed, and both very hard, and was instead content on just looking at the younger man. Orli soon reminded him however, Viggo could feel him pushing up against him.
Viggo started where he left off, placing butterfly kisses down Orlando’s abdomen, coming dangerously close to his lover’s cock, but instead of taking his lover into his mouth, he moved onto his hips, kissing and sucking gently so as not to leave a mark, and then moving down to his lovers sensitive inner thighs.
“Please Vig!” Orlando moaned in frustration. He was unbelievably hard, but his lover apparently wanted to tease.
“Please what love?” Viggo asked cheekily as he nipped at the underside of Orli’s left knee.
“Please just do….something!” he gasped.
“You know you only had to ask” Any more complaints Orli might have had were lost when Viggo all but inhaled his hard flesh, mimicking what Orlando had done to him in the car only hours before, alternating between sucking the tip and deepthroating his lover’s long shaft. Orlando had to bite his lip to prevent himself from screaming Viggo’s name, not wanting other guests to know what was going on. He was so focused on what Viggo’s talented mouth was doing to him that he barely registered his lover’s lubed fingers at his entrance.
“Oh God” Orlando moaned as Viggo penetrated him for the first time, so different to how Christian had roughly man handled him that afternoon. Viggo added a second finger and almost immediately found his prostrate with practiced ease, rubbing it tantalisingly. Orlando threw his head back and groaned, no longer caring if the people in the next room heard him; in some narcissistic way he actually wanted them to hear.
By the time Viggo added a third finger, Orlando was all but fucking himself on his lover’s digits, begging him with his body to take it further. Finally, sensing his lover’s impatience, Viggo released Orli’s erection with an audible pop, and pulled his fingers from his body as he reached for the condoms and lube. Orli whined pitifully at the loss, but complied with Viggo as he rolled him onto his side.
“This okay?” Viggo asked as he pulled Orli’s top leg up. It wasn’t a position they used very often, they preferred to be able to see the other’s face. But sometimes it seemed to work, especially like now when Viggo wanted to hold Orlando close, against his heart.
“Hmmmm” Orli answered, closing his eyes. Anything that involved Viggo’s cock inside him was more than okay with him. His prayers were answered only a moment later when he finally felt Viggo’s blunt organ at his entrance, pushing in gently but insistently until Viggo was fully engulfed in Orlando’s velvet heat, waiting until he felt his lover push back against him before he started to move.
Sometimes sex between the two men was loud; sometimes it was hard, and fast. But not this time. The two bodies rocked slowly against one another in perfect symphony, knowing hands mapped each other’s bodies and loving lips placed tender kisses on every reachable stretch of skin. The only sounds that filled the hotel room were the occasional smack of skin and the breathy gasps and moans of the two lovers, and they felt like they were the only two people in the entire world.
Lovemaking sessions such as this one, slow and sensual, made the pair feel like they could go all night, but they were only human, and after what felt like hours, the lovers came in unison, each calling the other’s name as they climaxed hard, before silence filled the room.
“That was amazing Vig” Orlando breathed finally as Viggo withdrew, suddenly feeling unnervingly empty. Orli longed for a time when his lover wouldn’t have to pull out straight away, when he could stay inside Orlando all night long so that the younger man could feel him throughout the following day, but that just wasn’t possible when they were using condoms. ‘Soon we won’t need to’ Orli told himself.
Orlando opened his eyes when he felt Viggo clean him up with the wet wipes that had been left in the hotel room, opening up to allow Viggo to clean between his legs. His lover was always so terrified of hurting him that he often went over the top with the lube, leaving the Brit more than a little bit messy. But Orli didn’t care, to him it was just another thing to add to his ever growing list of the ways Viggo expressed how much he loved him.
Viggo disposed of the wet wipe and condom before pulling the covers over the top of them and turned off that light.
“Are you as exhausted as I am” Viggo asked as he pulled Orli against his chest.
“Definitely” Orli giggled against Viggo’s skin. “You’ve worn me out with your super human stamina.” Orli looked up at Viggo suddenly, the moonlight shining on his face through the gap in the curtain. “Do you realise what we’re about to do? We’re going to fall asleep together, and when we wake up it’s going to be a new day. We’ve never done that before Vig.”
“Wow. You’re right” Viggo answered as he stroked Orlando’s face. “But this is just one of many firsts for us baby. We’re gonna have a lifetime of firsts to experience together.”
“I like the sound of that” Orli smiled softly as he kiss his lover one last time, before snuggled back into Viggo’s loving embrace, allowing the familiar scent of his lover to lull him into a safe sleep. “This is only the beginning.”
TBC
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Date: 2007-04-24 05:43 pm (UTC)So, so so well written, I love it, and I can hardly wait for more...(although sometimes I'm not so sure!!)
Thanks for sharing, hugs and kisses!!!
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Date: 2007-04-24 05:56 pm (UTC)