Orlando (orlando_b) wrote in lotr_au,
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Orlando's Bed

"Good," Viggo says, unbuttoning his shirt and putting it over a chair, then his trousers follow, leaving just his boxers--which he doesn't intend to take off.

Orlando smiles at Viggo, his eyes lingering on the older man's body -- lingering on his tonned body. He swallows hard, but then turns his back to Viggo, strips off his shirt and and his trousers, and tosses them somewhere in the room.

He slowly climbs into his bed, and flops down, facing Viggo. "Going to join me?"
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Once Orlando is in bed, Viggo joins him, crawling into the opposite side, laying on his side, watching the younger man in the darkness. He reaches out, trailing fingers over his arm.
Orlando closes his eyes, and sighs. He inches closer to Viggo, but not too close. He doesn't want to make him feel uncomfortable.
Viggo chuckles softly as Orlando seems to inch closer, bit by bit.

"Oh come here, I know you want to." Pulling him closer, the Dane wraps his arms about the younger man, enjoying the warmth of his body.
Orlando blushes, and nuzzles Viggo's neck with his nose. He wraps his arms over the other man's shoulders, sighing happily.

"This is nice."
"Yes," Viggo agrees, pulling the blankts over them. "It is." He couldn't remember the last time he did this--just cuddling with someone, no sex. "Rest well, Orlando."
Orlando purrs - actually purrs - and nuzzles Viggo again. "Thank you. G'night." He closes his eyes, but doesn't want to sleep.
Viggo drifts a bit, holding Orlando, not quite sleeping. He was content, and this was restful, felt nice.
Orlando drifts in and out of sleep, he clutches Viggo, and gently massages his shoulders.

"You asleep?"

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"To my back?" Orlando asks, furrowing his brow. "Well ... stupid thing really. I fell and broke my back. The doctors said I wouldn't walk again. I showed them."

He smiles, rubbing Viggo's chest. "It still hurts sometimes."
Viggo is caught a little off guard by that, Orlando is so non challant about it.

"Wow, okay..." he says, still stroking the scars, shifting and pulling Orlando atop him now. "You really are spirited, eh?"
Orlando gasps, looking down at Viggo's face. He then smiles and strokes his cheek, nuzzling his neck. "I tend to be." He chuckles. "Is there any particular reason why I'm up here?"
"Because I wanted you there? If you don't want to be there, you're perfectly free to move...." Viggo smiles, leaning into the touch.
"Oh, no! I want to be here," Orlando says. He runs his fingers through Viggo's hair, and moves his hips slightly, adjusting his position.
Viggo groans softly as Orlando shifts his hips, unable to stiffle it.

"Good, because I'm rather enjoying you there...."
"I like it up here too," Orlando purrs, leaning in and kissing Viggo on the lips, shifting his hips again.

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Orlando gasps, completely taken aback by the sudden turn of events. He smirks against Viggo's lips as he kisses him, and wraps his arms around him, pulling him closer.
Pressing his body down against Orlando, breaking the kiss to nibble on the younger man's neck, Viggo ground his hips lightly.

"You feel good.."
Orlando gasps, wrapping his legs around Viggo's waist and kissing him slowly.

"Mmm, so do you."
Viggo lets one hand run down Orlando's leg, pulling him closer, kissing the young man with passion, finally pulling back, smiling down at him.

"You're beautiful, you know that?"
Orlando blushes, pressing his face against the crook of Viggo's neck, trying to hid his red cheeks.

"I am not."
"Yes, you are," Viggo says, lifting Orlando's head again. "Don't hide your face."
Orlando smiles, kissing Viggo slowly. "I don't really think that I am, but I suppose it's okay if you think that."

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"You're driving me mad," Orlando whispers, reaching down and running his fingers through the older man's hair. "Please ... I'm so close ..."
Viggo is quite aware of what he is doing to Orlando, wanting to drive him over the edge like this, to make him loose control. He massages the younger man's prostate, deep throating him at the same time, a soft hum coming from his throat.

OOC: Sorry for the delay, but it has only been a week since you posted, and it took you nearly two to respond. I agree people SHOULD post or leave, but you should also hold yourself to that. You will post regularly for a few days and then have very long periods where you don't let me know why you aren't posting. I'm not being bitchy, I'm just letting you know.
"Viggo," Orlando whines, arching off the bed and shutting his eyes tightly. "I'm coming! Jesus ..." Orlando feels his stomach tighten and tilts his head back as he comes inside of Viggo's mouth.

OOC: I sent you an e-mail stating that I was going to be working on various things those few weeks (school, newspaper, job, etc.), and would not be able to respond for a little while. You must not have got it. Sorry.