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galor5title: Geek!Orlando, part 37
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stormatduskpairing: Viggo/Orlando
rating: adult
warnings: AU, m/m sex
disclaimer: this is only fiction.
a/n: starts here
picks up directly from part 36
a/n: icon by my dearly beloved
alliwantisanelf ;)parts 36 and 37 posted simultaneously (read 36 first).
“…ViggoViggoViggoViggoViggoViggoViggoViggoVIGGOVIGGOVIGGOVIGGOVIGGO,!” Orlando called out in one looooong breath as he hopped from his minivan, hobble-dashed into the house, and stumbled up the stairs to where Viggo was still sleeping in Orlando’s little bed.
Ooops. Viggo was still sleeping. Emphasis on was.
Now, Viggo was sitting upright and wide-eyed, looking very concerned.
“Oh god, I’m sorry!” Orlando whispered, sitting carefully on the edge of the bed, gently petting Viggo’s arms in an attempt to un-startle him.
“Is everything – ” Viggo started.
“Everything’s fine; sorry! I was just excited and I forgot how early it is,” Orlando soothed.
“You’ve been out?” Viggo asked, clasping one of Orlando’s hands and warming his cool fingers.
“Yeah. I finally figu - - well, I went to - - ” Orlando stopped and rebooted. “Can I tell you something?”
“Of course,” Viggo said, a little crease appearing between his eyebrows. He shifted to sit up a little more and looked at Orlando, those beautiful blue eyes all serious and expectant.
“So… uh… the thing is…”
Orlando took a breath.
“I… I love you.”
There. It was out.
He did it!
Orlando’s cock congratulated him on a job well done.
Viggo blinked.
“Not like you love a friend, or your mom, or your sister, or something,” Orlando continued in explanation. “Well… like that, too. But I mean, I love you. Like… love you love you. Like, I’m in love with you.” Orlando figured he’d better shut up now.
Viggo blinked.
Orlando shuffled a little. Maybe this was too soon, and Viggo was uncomfortable.
“Um… it’s okay if you don’t. Back. Uh, love me back, I mean. I know we haven’t been… you know, seeing? each other… for very long. But I thought you should, uh, know - ”
“Seventeen days.”
Orlando blinked.
“Seventeen days and… ” Viggo turned to glance at Orlando’s Darth Vadar alarm clock, “sixteen hours. Give or take.”
Orlando blinked.
“God, Orlando.” Viggo’s voice sounded tight in his throat.
Orlando did the blinking thing again.
Viggo fell back onto the bed, the heels of his hands coming up to cover his eyes. He lay there, sort of closed off. His chest was kind of… shaking, a little bit.
Orlando put a tentative hand on Viggo’s sheet-covered leg. “Are… are you okay?”
Viggo made a snorting sound and shook a little harder. Orlando felt more confused than his mom trying to program her own DVR box to record Top Chef.
“Viggo?” Orlando whispered.
Viggo uncovered his eyes and stared up at the ceiling. His face was… red.
Oh no. Viggo was crying, a little.
And… wait… laughing?
Viggo was… yeah, he was laughing, too!
Then Viggo whooped. Loud. Like, really whooped, a big whooping sort of whoop.
Orlando fell off the bed.
Viggo burst out laughing all over again. He brushed impatiently at his tears, reaching to offer Orlando his other hand. Eyes huge, Orlando let Viggo drag him up onto the bed. Still giggling, Viggo rolled atop him and covered Orlando’s surprised mouth with his own, kissing him breathless.
Viggo must be okay, right?
Uh, yeah. Viggo would probably not be doing that with his tongue if he wasn’t okay. Really okay.
“God, Orlando,” Viggo gasped again when they broke for oxygen after what seemed like even longer than it took to reach an actual human at the Microsoft Help Line. He looked down at Orlando, his tear-bright eyes only a few blue inches away.
“You love me?” Viggo asked.
Orlando nodded, smiling.
Viggo shook his head. “You love me.”
It wasn’t a question this time, technically, but Orlando nodded again, still smiling. Suddenly, he wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to stop smiling.
Viggo gently removed Orlando’s glasses and, without breaking their gaze, set them safely on the nightstand. He leaned in and oh-so-carefully kissed first one, then the other of Orlando’s eyelids, causing Orlando to blink huge, owlish blinks.
“Tell me.” Viggo whispered, his voice thick and gentle, like a favorite blanket on a cold night. Orlando shivered.
“I love you,” Orlando told him, his voice cracking a little. Viggo pressed his lips reverently to the base of Orlando’s throat. Orlando felt a slow turn of arousal in his belly, sort of like Misty used to lazily flop over when she wanted to sun her tummy.
“Again,” Viggo pleaded.
“I love you,” Orlando said again, and nope, he couldn’t stop smiling. Gosh, it felt good to remember, and to say. And it felt so good that Viggo was happy.
“Again. Please?” Viggo begged from Orlando’s chest, his eyes darkening. Orlando wished he could see them more clearly. They were so beautiful.
“I love you,” Orlando gasped as Viggo unzipped his jacket and moved aside his shirt to dance his tongue around Orlando’s nipple.
Over and over, as Viggo’s hands melted his clothes away and drifted over his body and made music and magic inside them both, Orlando murmured that thing that he was finally, finally, no longer forgetting.
***
He must have drifted off for a nap; the sun was stronger in the bedroom window now. Viggo was awake, smiling softly at Orlando.
Orlando loved it when he did that.
Well, basically, he just loved Viggo.
Hey, cool! He wasn’t forgetting it again!
He wasn’t sure where he ended and Viggo started, they were so wrapped up together. He yawned contentedly. Viggo stroked a thumb gently over Orlando’s temple.
“I love you too, you know,” Viggo said quietly.
Orlando’s eyes got big. “Y - - you do?”
Viggo nodded. “I’ve loved you for a long time.” He smiled. “Well, a long time in terms of us, anyway.”
Orlando thought for a moment. “You… you don’t have to say that. Honest. Okay?” He smoothed back a strand of Viggo’s hair. “I’m just really happy. That you’re happy.”
Viggo shushed him with a long, shushy kiss before speaking again.
“I’m not just saying it.” Viggo’s fingers began drawing happy little Viggo Circles on Orlando’s abdomen. “I loved you when you insisted on music and candles before you would make love to me.”
“You - - you loved me then?” Orlando asked in awe.
“Yes.” Viggo kissed him again. “And I loved you when I woke up that morning to find you standing in my studio in my red bathrobe, sipping a mug of Tang.”
“Oh,” Orlando breathed, his mouth making the same shape.
Viggo kissed Orlando’s O-shape. “And I loved you when we slow-danced by the dressing room at Sear’s.”
Orlando’s breath sucked into his lungs. “You lo - … you loved me then?”
“Yes.” Viggo grinned. “And I loved you when you put my underwear on your head.”
“Oh geez!” Orlando closed his eyes in happy embarrassment.
Viggo traced a finger along Orlando’s bottom lip. “And I loved you when you called me on the phone from right outside my front door.”
“You loved me then?” Orlando thought maybe he might still be napping, and this was all a really, really amazing, wonderful dream.
“Mm-hm. And I loved you when I found the scent of rain behind your knee.”
Orlando blinked. He shifted his left knee, just a little.
“This knee?” He blushed.
“This one; yes.” Viggo leaned down and kitten-licked at the soft skin behind Orlando’s knee. Orlando gurgled into the pillow.
Viggo grinned. “And I loved you when I asked you to move in with me.”
“You loved me th - - wait. You asked me to move in with you?” Orlando’s eyes got big. Again.
“I did. Well, no. Or rather, yes; but very poorly. When I suggested moving your bed around…” Viggo rolled his eyes at himself. “So no, I didn’t actually ask. But yes, that’s what I want.”
“Wow…” Orlando’s voice was barely there. “I… I didn’t get it. You must think I’m awfully dense.”
“Of course I don’t. And I was anything but direct.” Viggo leaned in for another long, shushy kiss. “It’s been killing me, Orlando!… trying to restrain myself, keep myself from telling you. It’s only been 17 days - - “
“…and 16 hours?”
“Yes, love, and 16 hours. Only that long since the first time I kissed you. I couldn’t tell you. How could I tell you? I was afraid it would be too much, too fast. That you’d just… feel pressured, and leave me. Leave us.” Viggo blinked hard at the emotion welling inside him.
“Oh, Viggo; that’s why you’ve felt upset lately! I’m so sorry!” Orlando hugged Viggo to him hard. “I wish you’d just told me….”
“But… so soon? People just don’t do that, Orlando. They don’t fall in love in one kiss, and tell each other, and move in together, and live happily ever….” Viggo trailed off at the completely blank look on Orlando’s face.
Viggo smiled and shook his head. “But you’re not ‘people,’ are you. You’re… you’re you. You’re special.”
Orlando giggled as Viggo peppered his face with tiny little kisses, holding him tight so he couldn’t get away. Not that he wanted to.
“We’re not people, Viggo,” Orlando said, seriously now. “Well, we’re people, of course, but… we’re not... everyone. We’re just… us. I don’t know what the rules are, I guess, but I don’t know if it matters. Maybe… maybe just ‘we’ matter. You know? How we feel?”
Viggo tilted his head, gazing down at Orlando with that beautiful blue gaze.
”You know, I'd never thought it was possible...” Viggo whispered, “but I loved you even that very first day, that first time, when you first let me take you to my bed. When you came in my hand, and you exploded like the sun, so much joy and light and warmth.”
Orlando’s eyes got big and his breath whooshed out of him.
“Viggo! That’s - - gosh, that’s totally what it was! When I - - you know, come? With you?” Orlando was too excited to care that his cheeks were flaming. “That’s what it’s like! Like… the sun! And it.. bursts apart, and everything’s yellow and glowy!”
“I painted it, baby. I painted you.” Viggo beamed. “That’s what that piece is.”
“Oh, Viggo!!” Orlando squirmed out from under Viggo, grabbing his glasses and bolting for the door. He hurry-hobbled down the stairs, cupping his business with one hand to prevent excess bouncing, coming to stand gleefully in front of the yellow painting where it was still propped up against the back of the couch.
It was… gosh - - it was just perfect! He hugged himself, grinning so hard it hurt his cheeks a little. A moment later, Naked Viggo wrapped around him from behind.
“I see it, Viggo! This part, right here?” Orlando pointed to one corner. “That’s how my toes feel when they get all twisty! And this bit over here?” He swept an open hand around a brilliant, buttery section halfway down. “That’s like when my brain goes sort of mushy and I can’t think about anything except how you smell like toast!”
“Here,” Viggo said, picking up the painting and turning it over. “Look at the back. At the title.”
Orlando thumbed up his glasses and peered. There was writing on the back of the painting.
Orlando’s Rapture.
He bit his lip.
Viggo really had painted his… his orgasm. The happy of it. Something. Viggo had cared enough to somehow reach inside him and feel what Orlando was feeling, and then use his talent and his heart to turn it into this incredible painting.
Orlando turned and spoke, as sure as he’d ever been about anything in his whole life. “I love you, Viggo.”
Viggo cradled Orlando’s face and looked at him with that beautiful blue gaze.
“I love you, Orlando.”
They held each other tight and kissed then, first chastely, and then with more passion as their bodies began to catch up to where their hearts were.
And geez, Orlando realized proudly: with all the practice he’d had in the past seventeen - coming up on eighteen! - days, he was really getting the hang of this spit thing.
“You know we’re going to be together always now, right?” Viggo smiled a big, happy, crinkly-eyed smile.
Well, duh… even Orlando had that figured out.
“Yes please?” He bit his lip mischievously, reaching up to tweak one of Viggo’s happy little bumpy nipples.
Viggo snarled a really sexy, fun purring sort of sound. Orlando’s cock frantically checked that its passport was current for Safari Trek II.
In a blink, Viggo bent and scooped Orlando up and over his shoulder and offered a firm smack to one teeny butt cheek, eliciting a decidedly un-masculine squeal of glee.
“Oh!” In-Love Orlando oh-ed, breathless and upside-down. “Are you going to make love to me again?”
“No, Princess,” his Gorgeous-and-In-Love-With-Him-Back Viggo growled, stalking purposefully up the stairs. “This time I’m going to fuck you.”
And In-Love Orlando was really okay with that.
eta: continued here
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Date: 2007-08-17 04:06 am (UTC)this has been so fun!
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Date: 2007-08-17 04:13 am (UTC)Ginger
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Date: 2007-08-19 03:25 am (UTC)i'm going to miss them like crazy, myself. orlando's already whispering little 'oh yeah, i forgot to tell them this part' things, though, so i think there will be more from time to time.
thank you so much for all of your lovely comments!
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Date: 2007-08-17 06:39 am (UTC)Best line that had me smiling - gently petting Viggo’s arms in an attempt to un-startle him.
Best awww moment - Orlando's Rapture
Brilliant...
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Date: 2007-08-17 09:03 am (UTC)It can't be over no no no no no no.
I grin/giggle/smirk at every geekish friend/ex-coworker/aspect of myself I see.
Thank you for every snort and epiphany :)
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Date: 2007-08-19 03:28 am (UTC)your comments make me happy on a regular basis - - do you know that?
epilogue still to come, and probably bits and pieces here and there. apparently i am not good at goodbyes. ;)
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Date: 2007-08-19 03:29 am (UTC)thanks so much for all of your support during this silliness! *hugs big*
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Date: 2007-08-19 03:31 am (UTC)well, wouldn't you? simply for the bouncing reduction, of course. ;)
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Date: 2007-08-17 06:27 pm (UTC)It's wonderful!!!
Thank you.
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Date: 2007-08-17 11:44 pm (UTC)Still only on chapter 11, so I need to go back and keep reading!
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Date: 2007-08-18 03:03 pm (UTC)Do you think it's possible to overdose on Geekiness and Love?
I am so in love with this story!!!
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Date: 2007-08-19 03:36 am (UTC)awwww. i think so; i think i have. it's either that or i have some serious new allergy. ;)
*loves*
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Date: 2007-08-18 06:30 pm (UTC)GOD. This has been the most fun I've had in ages and the most vigorli fun I have had in FOREVER.
ADORE YOU.
and my icon has never been more appropriate.
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Date: 2007-08-19 03:37 am (UTC)thanks doesn't quite cut it, sweet one.
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Date: 2007-08-19 06:24 pm (UTC)le sigh
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Date: 2007-08-20 06:08 am (UTC)*le squish*
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Date: 2007-08-25 11:00 am (UTC)i just watched it. holy moly, geez, and oh god.
painfully funny; thank you for the link! xo
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Date: 2007-08-25 01:39 pm (UTC)Geek!Orlando and BestBoyfriend!Viggo must ride again!
I feel all warm inside and happy and giggly and thrilled! You made this the best and most feel good chapter! Not saying they all weren't feel good but this one is like that painting! It has me feeling all buttery yellow!
You have earned the Orligasm icon! lol! I only use it for stories that make my toes curl! And this one has them so curled that they look like pretzels!
You so rock the Geek!
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Date: 2007-08-26 03:30 am (UTC)thank you so much for all of your fun comments. i've really enjoyed every one! :)
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