Coffee, Tea or Sex 19
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Coffee, Tea, or Sex
Chapter 19
Author: Orli-bum
Beta: The most kind willys_digs
Banner by lotr_gal709
Summary: Viggo meets a waiter that offers him more than just what’s on the menu.
Warning: Some in this chapter.
Disclaimer: Yes, fiction, duh!
Feedback: Is needed as always, it is food for the author’s soul
Chapter Listing: http://avia.silverbloom.net/mirror/viewstory.php?sid=13281
Chapter 19
Orlando spent most of the morning and afternoon cleaning his apartment and making things nicer for Viggo. He had decided since the man would be staying, he owed it to him to keep his place neat and to not live like the slob he normally was.
He hesitated when he went to remove the sheets from the bed. He had pulled the linen from the bed frame and caught the scent of sex & sweat from their earlier exploits. He held the sheets to his face and breathed in deeply. His eyes closed as he pictured the amazing night before. The first time when Viggo had made love to him, and then the second time when Viggo had let him make love to him in return.
He sighed as he bundled up the sheets and placed them into the basket knowing that they would be making love again that night. He smiled at the lingering smell in the room and went about finishing his cleaning.
His next project was to go to the store. He really wasn’t sure what Viggo liked to eat, but he went ahead and bought several basic items, milk, eggs, butter, bread and the likes.
After putting the items away, he knew he had put off getting ready for work long enough. He had phoned Billy early in the day and told him what had happened the night before. His friend had been slightly concerned at the rapid speed in which the relationship was going, but as long as he was happy he would do what he could to help out. He had told Orlando that he would pick him up on the way to work since they worked the same shift that evening. Orlando had been grateful that Billy hadn’t given him a hard time about the whole situation.
Orlando had just finished buttoning his work vest when the phone rang. “Hello?” he answered happily.
“Hi.”
Orlando smiled, “Hey Viggo.”
“Are you getting ready for work?” he asked.
“Yeah I called Billy and he was going to pick me up, since I obviously don’t have a car. I walked to the market today and bought some things. I wasn’t sure what you liked so I just got some basics,” he rambled.
“Orli….” Viggo spoke softer.
“Yeah? What is it Viggo? Is something wrong?” he asked worrying at the mans somber tone.
“No…yeah…I’m not sure, I…we need to talk okay?” he replied.
Orlando felt his heart sink. Okay here comes the big let down he knew would be coming. The man got his infatuation out of his system and now he’s gone back to his wife.
“What?” he asked his voice taking on a sterner tone.
Viggo rubbed his forehead tiredly. He did not want to talk about this. He knew what the young man was thinking. “It’s not what you’re thinking,” he replied.
“And what am I thinking?” he asked testily.
“Orlando please,” he begged. “It’s not what you think, it’s just..I’ve had time to think today about what’s going to happen and….I think, shit,” he groaned. “I can’t stay there with you,” he blurted.
“Why?”
“Because, Orlando, I don’t know what Chloe will do. She might decide to take this whole thing and drag it through the courts in a nasty divorce. I don’t want to do that to you.”
“You should of thought of that before Viggo,” he replied angrily.
“I know Orlando, and I’m sorry, but I can’t be seen coming to your place. I want to stay with you, I really do, but it’s not right…. that’s not what I meant either,” he sighed in utter frustration.
Orlando shook his head in disbelief. Only a short time ago it was him saying it wasn’t right. That he shouldn’t become involved. When had the tables turned so quickly? “Can I at least see you tonight after work Viggo?” he asked after minutes of uncomfortable silence had passed.
Viggo sighed, “I don’t know. I’m not sure if it’s safe, for either of us.”
“Where are you staying?” Orlando persisted.
“At the Hilton, it’s the one down the street from where you work,” Viggo finally told him.
“How convenient,” Orlando replied.
“Orlando, please don’t be mad at me. I’m trying to do what’s best for us. I’m trying to think with my head instead of my heart this time.”
Orlando sunk down in the nearby chair. He knew that Viggo was right. He knew that they shouldn’t be seen together, mostly at his apartment. “I know you’re probably right Viggo,” he finally whispered into the phone. “I don’t like it, but it’s probably wise.”
“I’m glad you understand then,” he breathed out with relief knowing that he hadn’t lost the young man. “Come to the hotel after work alright?”
“Yeah okay, I’m closing tonight so it will be late.”
“I don’t care what time it is baby, I want to see you too,” he rasped softly.
Orlando smiled as he felt his skin chill at the endearing term. “I’d better go Billy will be here any minute.”
“Okay, love you,” Viggo murmured softly into the phone.
“Love you,” Orlando replied as he pushed end on the cell phone. He set the phone back down and rested his head back on the chair. “Fuck,” he groaned as he looked around the apartment. “All that cleaning gone to waste too.”
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Ian was guided to the table set for two, and ordered a glass of wine. He looked at his watch and knew it might be a while before Christopher showed up for dinner. He was eager to hear what the man had to say. His own cases were quite different from his friends. Corporate law was very boring most of the time and he enjoyed hearing about the pathetic divorce cases that his sometime lover seemed to draw. It was rare when a divorce was caused by infidelity with another man and he was bursting at the seams to hear this one.
He watched as the restaurant filled with different patrons. He was very observant most the time and he liked to watch other people as they interacted with each other.
His thoughts were interrupted by the softly accented voice.
“What was that?” he asked as he turned in his chair.
Orlando smiled at the elderly man. “I asked if you dinner partner would be here soon?” he asked.
“Ah yes,” he smiled back at the charming and very good looking server. “Anytime now.”
“Would you like more wine?” he asked.
“Please,” Ian smiled as he moved his glass towards the waiter and watched as the slender fingers caressed the bottle. “Thank you,” he replied when the glass was filled.
“You’re most welcome,” Orlando replied. “My name is Orlando and I will be your server this evening.”
“That would be lovely Orlando,” he grinned as he raked his eyes over the slender frame. His thoughts wondering to what it would be like to be young again and to have this young gorgeous man in his bed.
Orlando looked at the man for a moment and realized he was checking him out. He laughed inwardly to himself. “Well,” he paused. “I will wait until your guest arrives then.”
“Yes, yes, thank you,” he murmured as he watched Orlando walk away.
He wasn’t alone long when Christopher was finally seated next to him.
“Ah, I see you’ve finally made it.”
“You know how it is Ian,” he replied as he grasped Ian’s hand and kissed the back of it.
“Actually, I don’t, but I’ve been watching a lovely young thing who is our server tonight.”
“Really?” Christopher asked, his brows raised. “Are you cheating on me as well?” he laughed.
“Of course not,” Ian chuckled as he took another sip of his wine. “But he is rather fetching if I do say so myself. Young, good looking, sexy as hell, and a lovely British accent to boot!”
Christopher gazed around the restaurant. “Well where is this young stud?” he asked. “I’m about to die of thirst.”
“Here, take a sip of mine. It’s quite good,” Ian offered.
Christopher accepted the glass and took a sip. “Ahhh, yes,” he closed his eyes as he enjoyed the flavor bursting through his mouth. He went to take another sip and almost choked on his drink when Orlando appeared at the table.
“Are you ready to order now?” he asked.
Christopher started to cough as the drink went down the wrong way. Ian reached over and patted his back. “Are you alright?”
“Yes,” he gasped out finally after much coughing.
“Do you need a moment?” Orlando asked as he worried about the older gentleman. He decided he must of scared him when he came up to the table and he felt extremely guilty to have caused the elderly man to choke on his drink.
“Please,” Ian asked as he eyed his friends red face with concern.
“I’ll be back in a moment then,” Orlando nodded as he left the table quickly.
Christopher grabbed the table napkin and covered his mouth and gave another series of coughs.
“Are you sure you’re alright love?” Ian asked.
“The boy,” he finally gasped as he tried to control himself.
“Oh yes, quite enchanting isn’t he?” Ian beamed.
Christopher shook his head.
“What do you mean no?” Ian asked laughing. “Have you gone blind as well?”
Christopher glared at his friend and lover. “That’s him,” he finally spat out.
Ian laughed, “What do you mean that’s him? Well of course it is, I told you that our server was good looking.”
“No, you old fool,” he growled. “The case I was telling you about, that’s him?”
“What?” Ian gasped as he turned his head and watched as the young man was returning back to their table.
“Yes, as I said,” he whispered low and under his breath. “The man that her husband was cheating on, that’s him.”
“Are you sure?” Ian asked eagerly.
“Of course I’m sure; I’ve seen that boy stark naked in a picture just today,” Christopher replied insulted.
“Oh my!” Ian exclaimed as Orlando stood at the table finally.
“Oh my what?” Orlando asked with a beaming smile.
TBC…….
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Date: 2007-08-21 01:19 am (UTC)I friended your journal, I hope that's okay *hugs*
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Date: 2007-08-21 08:05 am (UTC)Oh, I am sure Ian would love to see those pictures!
I have a feeling that these two gentlemen have more sympathy for Orlando than for Chloe.....
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