Summary: Orlando hadn't wanted to like Viggo Mortensen.
Disclaimer: Don't know, don't own, just playing.
Orlando hadn’t wanted to like Viggo Mortensen. He’d gotten on so well with Stuart, had been furious with Peter’s decision to find another actor for the part of Aragorn (though he’d never have said anything, after all, who the hell was he but the very very very untried new kid on the set?) and he’d watched helplessly while Stuart had packed his clothes, cursing and apologizing and not really making much sense but making Orlando’s heart ache for his friend.
He had never seen any of Viggo’s movies and so had no reference for his acting skills. He’d seen a black and white photo but the man had looked so clean cut and blonde that the Brit hadn’t been able to imagine how someone like that could play the role of Aragorn the way Peter wanted.
Now, months later, watching Viggo stride across the set in costume, face grimy, one hand on the pommel of his sword, each step a forceful statement, and Orlando couldn’t imagine why’d he’d thought Stuart would have made a better Aragorn.
Pale eyes turned on him and Orlando sucked in a breath. Sometimes he wondered if it showed up in the dailies, how turned on he was by Viggo as Aragorn. It was different from everyday Viggo, who still turned him on, but that was a slow burning that never really stopped. His attraction to Aragorn was immediate and almost painful and pushed the air from his lungs and his blood to his cock. Legolas had to be the horniest elf in Middle Earth.
“Bored, elf?”
“Horny elf.”
Aragorn blinked, then a distinctly Viggo-ish twinkle settled in his eyes. “Is that so?” he murmured.
“So. Very very So.”
“There are people around.”
Orlando had to admit that he wasn’t sure if he was into exhibitionism. Plus, Viggo made some really amazing noises when they were having sex, and Orlando was rather possessive of each one. “Damn.”
“Anticipation is a kind of foreplay itself, you know.”
Orli scowled. “Instant gratification is better.”
Viggo chuckled. “That’s true, but since there isn’t a chance of that…?”
“Anticipation?”
“A little teasing? I’ll make you very happy when the time comes.”
“Time can come whenever, I want to come before midnight.”
“I can make that happen.” Viggo leaned closer. “Want to fuck in Rivendell?”
“What?!” Orlando gaped. “You want to break onto the set? That’s trespassing.”
“We can say we’re going over our lines.”
“And I work better with your cock up my arse?”
Viggo snickered. “Two heads are better than one?”
“Oh my god, you sick sick man.” Orlando rubbed his forehead where he could feel a headache coming on.
“We won’t get caught.”
“You’re sure?” Orlando asked, more than a little skeptical. He didn’t know why he bothered arguing. He was going to do whatever Viggo wanted to, that was just the way things happened. Dom had a theory that it was some kind of Danish-Vulcan mind control.
“Don’t worry your pretty blonde wig, elf.” Viggo ghosted his fingers down Orlando’s cheek. “I’ll take care of you.”
And then Orlando was watching his lover walk away, his breaches a little tighter than they had been only moments before. He glanced over at Peter who was talking with Hugo about something and silently apologized ahead of time for the future desecration of the Director’s beloved set. He just hoped he could make it through the next scene without anyone noticing his erection.
THE END
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Date: 2007-08-06 07:28 pm (UTC)“Don’t worry your pretty blonde wig, elf.”
I chuckled out loud. Brilliant.
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Date: 2007-08-06 08:37 pm (UTC)Thanks for sharing, !!! ***huggles!!***
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Date: 2007-08-07 12:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-07 01:27 am (UTC)His attraction to Aragorn was immediate and almost painful and pushed the air from his lungs and his blood to his cock.
Damn, I know exactly how he feels! Does the same thing to me.
“Anticipation is a kind of foreplay itself, you know.”
Oh baby! You just ain't whistlin' Dixie!
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