Title: Get It Together Author: Juniper Author's Email: jenjuniper77@yahoo.com Pairings: Viggo / Orlando Rating: NC-17 Summary: A kiss at New Year’s, love for always Disclaimer: All in my head people….all in my head. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ December 31, 1999 11:00 p.m. (Orlando’s POV) New Year’s just isn’t as fun when you don’t have anyone to share it with. I guess that’s what got me to thinking about finding a relationship for the new millennium. Huh – imagine that – I actually made a resolution I think I can stick to. Most everyone else has someone anyway. Dom and Billy have been together for several months now. Sean Astin has his wife, Christine. Ian has Nick. And, in a turn that shocked us all, Elijah has Sean Bean. Yep. Pretty much everyone has someone. Viggo doesn’t. He said that he’s just here to concentrate on filming. Hugo’s married. Even John Rhys-Davies has a passel of beauties, usually contesting whose night was whose as far as dates go. There is someone though… Craig Parker is pretty hot. He’s single at the moment…like me. Wonder if he’d be interested in hooking up for a while. 11:40 p.m. (Viggo’s POV) He’s been sulking around the edges of the party for most of an hour now. He acts as if he’s searching for something, or perhaps someone. As I watch from my seat in the corner of Sean Bean’s beachfront house, I realize that he’s silently appraising most of the people in the room. His dark chocolate eyes sweep across every person in the room before lighting on me. I watch as he makes his way across the room to my corner. ‘Viggo, can I ask you for your advice on something?’ He looks slightly embarrassed. There’s a slight pink tinge creeping up his face, and contrary to what many people would guess, he’s only had a few beers tonight. ‘Sure. Go ahead.’ I sit back and wait as he searches for the words he wants to say. ‘How can I get another man to like me?’ I almost spit the swig of beer I just took in his face. Sputtering, I look at him for a moment. This young, talented, very sexy young man is asking me how to attract another guy. ‘Why are you asking me, Orli?’ I’m just curious about why he thinks I would have any ideas. ‘C’mon Viggo…I just need some tips on how to attract a man. I’ve never been with a man before and I don’t know what to do.’ I could see the unspoken plea burning in the depths of his eyes. ‘Well, I guess it all depends on who the man is. It’s basically like attracting a woman, but not so girly. Who is the guy? Maybe I can give you some tips.’ Besides, my curiosity is piqued now. I need to know who has caught the eye of the sexiest cast member on the set. ‘Craig.’ I almost spit my beer again as he mentions the name of one of the other actors and one of my closer friends. Although Craig is bisexual too, there has been nothing between us but friendship. Go figure…two available people and no sparks. Oh well. ‘I know you’re friends. I was hoping that since we’re friends too you could give me some inside information that would help me along.’ He still stood there nervously as he awaited my answer. 11:50 p.m. (Orlando’s POV) ‘So Vig, can you help me?’ Please help me Viggo. I can’t stand to be this lonely anymore. I need someone. Anyone. ‘Craig’s difficult to understand Orli. He’s into guys, but he just got out of a committed relationship with Karl. I don’t know how willing he’ll be to start a new one.’ A little of the wind blew out of my sails at that remark. ‘But, I do know what he likes and what you absolutely should not do if you want to date him.’ Bingo… ‘Thanks Viggo. You don’t know how happy you’re making me right now.’ I grin madly at him and settle down in the seat next to him. ‘Okay. First things first. Craig is a romantic. He appreciates small gestures. I know that he thinks you are attractive. We all do. But, he also thinks you are straight. You’ll have to let him know that you are not adverse to dating men.’ They all think I’m attractive? I think I’ll stow that bit of information away for dissection at a later date. ‘How can I do that without being overly obvious?’ I have no idea what to do here. ‘Do you trust me Orlando?’ He’s looking at me seriously, his gray eyes watching me closely, like he’s trying to read me. ‘Yes, I trust you Viggo.’ I realize that I do. 11:59 p.m. (Viggo’s POV) I know that he probably might get mad at me for what I’m about to do, but this is the best way that I can think of to express his orientations to Craig without just telling him. Standing up, I grab Orlando’s hand and lead him out onto the deck of Beanie’s house, where I know Craig is talking to Hugo. As we start to step out the door, the countdown to midnight begins. 10 – 9 – 8 – 7 – 6 I continue to drag Orlando over to the edge of the deck, nearer to the two others, but more towards the privacy of the corner. 5 – 4 – 3 – 2 It’s now or never. …1 I pull Orlando to me and plant my lips on his. I can feel him jerk in my arms as the kiss startles him. He must realize what I’m trying to do though, because he winds his arms around my neck and opens his mouth under mine. I take advantage of his agreement and wrap my arms tighter around his waist, pulling him closer to me, and I immediately slide my tongue into his mouth, caressing his tongue and the inside of his mouth. He groans into my mouth as I nip at his lower lip. God can this boy kiss! Who would have thought it? Well, I have actually wondered about it some. He does have a pair of sensuously full lips that are ripe for kissing. We break from the kiss as we hear someone tentatively clearing his throat. We stand there in each other’s arms for a moment, foreheads together, recovering our breath. I glance up to see a surprised Hugo and Craig standing there gaping at us. Hugo looks mostly amused, but Craig looks interested. Guess the plan worked. ‘Sorry guys. Forgot you were out here.’ Grabbing Orlando’s hand again, I lead him down the steps and off down the beach. Before long we are walking along the shoreline. ‘Did you see his face Viggo? I think he got the point! Bloody brilliant idea.’ Orlando was practically bouncing beside me as we walked through the wet sand. I guess he’s not too awfully mad at me for the kiss. Good thing. I’m mad enough at myself for it. I had no idea it would be like it was. It was like drowning, only to be resurrected by the sun. It makes me hard just thinking about it. I hope he’s too excited to notice. ‘Bloody brilliant idea.’ With that final remark, he’s back off up the beach. January 01, 2000 12:10 a.m. (Orlando’s POV) When Viggo pulled me out onto the deck, I was scared to death he was just going to march straight up to Craig and tell him what I had said. Imagine my utmost surprise when, in the next instant, I was wrapped in Viggo’s arms being kissed out of my head. I was surprised at first, but then I realized what he was doing. Clever. A kiss at midnight on New Year’s to show that I don’t mind at least snogging guys. So, I opened my mouth to his and wound my arms around his neck. His body was hard and warm and he kissed exceptionally well. So it was no hardship at all to return his kiss. The only hard thing about it was the feeling it left in my pants after it was over. Who knew Viggo had it in him? Well, the plan worked. When a cough interrupted us, I glanced over to see Hugo smiling and Craig looking back at me with glittering eyes. SCORE! January 05, 2000 (Viggo’s POV) Apparently our little show at Bean’s the other night worked. Craig just told me that he is going out with Orlando tonight. I wish him luck as I get into character as Aragorn. As I walk onto the set, I’m tackled by a blond rocket. ‘Thank you, thank you, thank you Viggo!’ Orli’s hugging me so tight I think I felt a rib snap. ‘Can I ask you for another favor?’ What have I gotten myself into? ‘What do you need?’ I wait patiently for him to calm down enough to answer my question. ‘Remember when I told you I’ve never been with a guy before?’ I nod at his question. ‘How should I act? Like a buddy? Like a boyfriend? How do I hold his hand? How should I sit next to him?’ Stopping his line of questioning, I pull him over to a secluded area behind a trailer. ‘Okay Orli. Watch and learn.’ We sit down on opposite sides of the picnic table stationed under the shade trees. ‘Are you having dinner?’ I ask him. He nods and I motion for him to put his hands on the table. I get up and find two bottles of water. Setting one in front of him, I place the other in front of me as I sit back down at the table. ‘Have a drink Orli.’ He looks at me weirdly, but reaches out to take a drink of the water. As he sets the bottle back down, he leaves his hand wrapped loosely around it on the table. ‘How has your day at work been so far?’ He tilts his head and looks at me as if I’ve lost my mind, but soon begins to talk. ‘Well, I actually got here on time this morning. One of my ears didn’t want to go on straight. Oh. Oh. I forgot to tell you. Beanie had this massive hickey this morning. It was in the edge of his beard and makeup had a hard time hiding it.’ He laughed at the memory. Suddenly he notices that I’m touching him. I’ve got my hand cupped around his, with my thumb laying across the inside of his hand, and I’m tracing light circles on the back of his smooth hand. He watches for a moment. ‘Say Vig. You’re good at this. You totally slipped that in on me without making a big deal out of it.’ (Orli’s POV) As I was talking to Viggo, I was looking into his eyes and he was nodding at my story. I had noticed an odd spiraling feeling in the pit of my stomach as I talked to him. Glancing down, I realized that he was holding my hand and that the spiraling feeling in my stomach was directly related to the spirals he was drawing on my hand. Each circle he traced on my hand was like twisting a spring in my groin tighter and tighter. I hope this trick works on Craig as well as it works on me. Too bad Viggo’s not looking for a relationship or I would rethink my plans. ‘Orli – Viggo – you’re wanted on set.’ A stagehand called from out front. We both stand up and move toward the set. ‘You’ll do fine Orli – just be yourself. How could he not want you?’ And then Viggo walked off leaving me with that comment to twist around and around inside my head. The more I think about it, the more I wonder, why don’t you want me Viggo? (Viggo’s POV) I really need to remove myself from this situation. Every time I give Orlando more moves to use on Craig, I give him a little bit more of myself. I’ve got to stop before I either give it all away, or I have nothing left to give. I hope Craig appreciates Orlando’s attentiveness at wooing him. When I first came to New Zealand, I made the statement that I was here to work on this movie. I gave the impression that I didn’t want any emotional attachments or relationships. I didn’t at the time. I’m not so sure now. I’m pretty sure that I’d give most anything for a chance with Orlando. But – he’s not interested in me. He’s interested in one of my closest friends and I want to see them both be happy. (Orlando’s POV) Later that night. There’s a knock on my trailer door. It’s Craig. I should be happy, I should be delirious. I’m only confused. A couple of days ago, this was what I wanted. That was before I discovered Viggo. I step to the door and open it. Craig is standing there smiling at me uncertainly. ‘Orlando. We need to talk.’ I invite him in and close the door behind him. ‘Have a seat there on the couch. Want a beer?’ He looks almost as confused as me. ‘Sure.’ He sits down on the edge of the couch, picking at a thread on his jeans. I come back from the kitchen and hand him a bottle. ‘What’s up Craig?’ ‘Orli, I hate to do this to you, but I can’t go out with you. I’m still in love with Karl. He heard that we were going out and he called me. He’s waiting out in the car for me.’ Craig blurted all of this out and closed his eyes as if he expected me to yell at him. I couldn’t help it. I started to giggle. He opened one eye and squinted at me as I broke into full-fledged laughter. ‘What?’ ‘Craig, I’ve never been so happy to be stood up in my whole life. This is priceless.’ He still sat staring at me as if I’d lost my mind. ‘I really did want to go out with you, but after asking Viggo for a few tips on how to treat you, I’m afraid I’ve been ensnared by him.’ Craig began to laugh too. ‘This really is priceless. What are you going to do about it?’ ‘I’m going to turn the tables on him. I’m going to use his own tricks to woo him. Do you have any tips to give me?’ Craig appeared to think about it for a moment. ‘Oh, Karl’s in the car. Let me get him. He should be full of good ideas. He won me, didn’t he?’ Craig smirked. ‘And what a prize he won.’ I replied jokingly as he walked out the door. ‘I heard that!’ The door shut behind him. A few minutes later, Craig and Karl reappeared in my trailer. ‘What’s this I hear about you trying to date my elf?’ Karl tried to hold a menacing face, but failed when Craig poked him in the ribs. ‘Just kidding with you Orli. I hear you’re really interested in our ranger friend.’ ‘You don’t know the half of it.’ I smiled at the two of them and then we sat down and began to plot. (Viggo’s POV) As I leave to meet Billy, Dom, Sean and Elijah at the pub, I notice Craig going into Orli’s trailer. ‘Why?’ I sigh as I get into my rental car and head to the bar. I walk into the bar to spot Dom and Billy dancing together to the ballad that’s playing on the jukebox. Sean and Elijah are sitting in a corner booth holding hands and whispering. It makes you sick. Really, it does. How can two couples be so happy when everyone else is so miserable? Well, not everyone else. I guess Orli is getting what he wants tonight too. I swing by the bar and pick up a beer and head to the back booth where Sean and Lij are waiting for me. ‘Hey Vig. What’s up? Did Orli get off on his date okay?’ ‘Craig got there as I was heading here. I imagine they’re having a great time. Craig seemed ready to date again and it’s all Orli’s been able to talk about for days.’ I’m trying to keep the bitterness and jealousy out of my voice, but I don’t think I’m being too successful. Beanie and Lij are both just looking speculatively at me. Gulping my beer, I hear the door to the pub open, but I pay no attention. I’m just going to get stinking drunk tonight. Sean and Elijah are looking over my shoulder. Lij’s eyes get bigger than normal and he whistles lightly as he inhales before Sean nudges him and asks him for a dance. Lij looks at me, then looks at Sean and gets up to go dance. Before leaving the table, Sean smiles at me and says, ‘Have fun while we’re gone.’ ‘Well, get some for me and maybe I will.’ I say as they head toward the dance floor. ‘Get some what?’ a soft voice says right behind me. I close my eyes. How much more can I take? They have to come here for their date? I turn around to greet Orli and Craig, but am stopped by what I see. There is no Craig. Only Orli…and a very hot Orli at that. I’ve never seen him look sexier. Snug black jeans hug his legs while a crisp white shirt shows a vee of tanned skin at his neck. His black curls look slightly shiny, as if he just got out of the shower. (Orlando’s POV) I’m not at all sure if Viggo is happy to see me or not. He’s looking at me as if he’s slightly annoyed. ‘Can I sit here for a while?’ I point to the bench opposite him. He nods so I slide into the booth, making sure my knees brush his under the table. He looks at me thoughtfully before asking, ‘How did things go with Craig?’ I decide on the truth. ‘Just like I wanted them to.’ I say mysteriously. Something dark passes over his face as I say that. Maybe Craig was right. Maybe Viggo is a little interested. ‘Where is he then?’ He tries to appear nonchalant. ‘Over at the bar,’ I tell him. He turns around to see where Craig is. I take advantage of his distraction to slip my hand next to his on the table. Not sure if he wants this, I lightly trace the pad of my index finger over the back of his hand. ‘With Karl.’ I complete my earlier sentence as he turns back to look at me questioningly. ‘They got back together earlier today.’ I answer the unspoken question I see in his eyes. ‘It’s for the best really. I realized earlier today that I didn’t really want to have a relationship with him anyway.’ Looking down, he finally realizes where my hand is and what I’m doing with it. His eyes whip back up to mine. ‘Care to dance Viggo?’ (Viggo’s POV) He’s holding my hand. For some reason I sense a conspiracy here. ‘Sure. Let’s dance.’ I let him take the lead as he pulls me up and over to the floor. There’s a slow song playing. Dom and Billy are in the corner making out. Sean and Lij are practically not even dancing. They’re just standing there holding each other and whispering softly. Craig and Karl joined them on the dance floor. The two men were currently pressed tightly together, swaying lightly. Karl was lovingly tracing the line of Craig’s face. Orli moves us to the darker side of the dance floor where he tentatively pulls my arms around his waist. He then places his arms around my neck. We dance in silence to the rest of the song. The next song is a little faster, but with a slow, sultry beat. Orli guides me in dancing as he hooks his thumbs through my belt loops and guides my hips in the rhythm of the dance. We don’t speak as the dance progresses, and by the crescendo of the song, we’re rubbing against each other to the beat of the song. The song ends and I start to leave the floor. I don’t know what he’s trying to prove, but I don’t want him to know how worked up I am after that dance. He pulls me back as another slow song starts. Winding his arms around my neck again, I’m left with no choice other than to stand there stiffly or embrace him. As I place my arms around his waist again, he leans his forehead against my shoulder for a moment. I can sense that he’s composing himself for something. He lifts his face again and looks into my eyes. ‘Viggo, can I ask you one more question?’ I look into those burning chocolate eyes so close to my face. ‘What?’ I don’t look forward to giving him more tips to use with another man, and if my guess is right, I imagine that’s what he’s looking for. ‘How can I attract a man,’ he starts and I close my eyes and sigh. ‘Like you?’ he finishes in a whisper. My eyes shoot open and I see him standing there in front of me, looking so sexy and so sweet, and so serious. One of his hands threads through my hair and the other slides down my neck and into the vee of my shirt. How can I resist an offer like this? (Orlando’s POV) It took all of the courage I had to ask Viggo that question. He simply looked at me with glittering gray eyes. I felt like everything in the pub had stopped and we were the only people in the world at the moment. I was aware that somewhere along the line Dom and Billy and Sean and Lij had stopped dancing and returned to the booth. Craig and Karl were still on the dance floor, but everyone was looking at us expectantly. They all faded as Viggo’s eyes darkened. ‘I hope you mean what I think you mean elfboy.’ I use the hand in his hair to tug his head down to mine. I open my lips as our mouths meet and trace my tongue along the seam of his lips. He opens them and I plunge my tongue inside his mouth, wrapping it around his. He begins to suck and nibble on my tongue as our kiss deepens. I feel his hands grip my hips and he pulls me closer to him. I can feel his erection as he grinds his hips against me. Oh, I’ve wanted this for so long that it seems like a dream that it’s finally happening. He’s running his hands up my ribs now and I move my mouth along his jawline toward his neck. His thumbs brush across my nipples and I moan loudly, sucking hard on his neck. We’re interrupted by catcalls and applause. We break apart as we realize that everyone was indeed watching us. As I step back from Viggo, I notice the love bite I left on his neck. Running a fingertip softly across it, I whisper, ‘Mine’. Lacing his fingers through mine and pulling me to the table, Viggo answers, ‘Yours.’ (Viggo’s POV) We go back to the booth and pull up some extra chairs. It’s pretty crowded around our table. Craig and Karl are looking at us grinning smugly. Karl reached over and lightly punched Orli on the shoulder. ‘Told ya.’ ‘Get your own, Viggo.’ Sean said as he caressed Elijah’s knee. Dom and Billy laughed hysterically at that remark. Orlando only blushed beautifully. We sit around for a couple more hours, generally comparing stories and drinking a little, but not too much. As everyone begins to leave, I’m suddenly struck with how much I want a relationship with Orlando. ‘Viggo, can you give me a ride home? I rode here with Craig and Karl.’ My beautiful Orli asked me nervously. ‘Of course, come on.’ I grab his hand and lead him to my rental. He’s quiet on the drive back to the trailer. I get out of the car to walk him to his door. Several delicious kisses later, he’s inviting me in. We make our way to the bedroom, where we remove each other’s clothes as we continue to kiss lovingly. ‘Viggo, remember when I began to ask you about advice for Craig?’ he asked me quietly. ‘Yeah baby. I remember that you’ve not done this before. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t feel comfortable with.’ I tell him. I could fall in love with this boy. ‘Can we just sleep together tonight? I really want to be near you, but I don’t know if I’m ready for that just yet.’ He looked as if he expected me to refuse. I simply moved toward his bed and folded the covers back. I climbed into his bed and lay back. Looking up at my sweet, beautiful angel, I opened my arms and smiled at him. He climbed into bed and turned the bedside lamp off before snuggling into my arms. The last thing I remember before falling asleep is a warm, soft body pressed against mine, sweet smelling hair under my nose, and a husky whisper of ‘Thank you Viggo.’ January 06, 2000 (Viggo’s POV) I woke up a few minutes ago to the most beautiful sight in the world. As I opened my eyes, my senses told me I wasn’t alone, or in my own bed. I turned my head and looked at the dark head that was resting on my shoulder. As I gazed at the young face that looked so peaceful in sleep, I realized that I was falling in love. I’m lying here in internal panic. I have no idea what this whole thing means to Orlando. I mean, he wanted Craig only yesterday morning. He’s so young. He’s never even been with another guy before. Would he ever love me? Would he know it if he did? Calm down Viggo…calm down… I hear Orlando’s breathing begin to change. I can tell that he’s beginning to wake up. I dread seeing the regret in his eyes as he realizes who he’s here with. My body awakens as he begins to stretch and nuzzle against me. He rolls over on his side and skates one of his hands down from my shoulder, across my chest, ending on my hip. As I watch him, his chocolate eyes open slowly and he looks at me. I am amazed at the depth of feeling I can see in the glistening brown orbs. Maybe he could care for me. Maybe I’m just being paranoid. ‘Good morning.’ His voice is husky with sleep. ‘Good morning Orli.’ I manage to gasp as those hot lips press against my shoulder. ‘I thought you were a dream, Viggo.’ His moist breath ghosts against my skin as he speaks, his tongue flicking out to trace a path on my bare skin. His hands start roaming my body, sliding from my waist down over my thigh and back up the inside. ‘I’m no dream Orli.’ His hand cups my erection as he moves his lips to meet mine. ‘You may be flesh and blood Viggo, but you’re still my dream.’ Orlando’s POV Waking up next to Viggo is beautiful. He’s so warm and strong. He has the kind of hard body that I can wrap myself around, which I proceed to do immediately after waking up. I tried to convey my feelings to him with just a look, but I don’t know if he gets it or not. I know that I’ve never been with a man before, but I need to feel his body. I need to feel his arousal. I need to feel how much he wants me. I cup his hardness and begin to stroke it through his boxers. He releases a low throaty groan that almost makes me come in my boxers. Suddenly, his hand stops mine from the nice massage I am giving him. ‘What’s wrong Viggo?’ I ask as I kiss one of his nipples. ‘Why Orli?’ he asks on an indrawn breath. ‘Why me? Why now?’ I had some explaining to do. ‘Viggo, I realized that I have wanted you for at least a couple of months now, ever since I’ve gotten to know you better. I remember you saying that you only wanted to concentrate on filming, so I kind of put you off limits in my mind. I think the only reason I wanted Craig at the time was that he was available to me. Luckily, your love lessons made me realize that I wanted this with you, not Craig. I was able to be open and honest with him when he came here last night. He encouraged me to approach you, but I had already decided to test those limits I had placed around you.’ I was nearly out of breath and very nervous by the time I finished my little speech. Viggo merely looked at me, almost as if he were looking straight through me. I was beginning to think I had made a major mistake and that he really was off limits to me for good. I lowered my eyes and hung my head. He’s touching me now. A hand is under my chin, raising my eyes to meet his. ‘Orli…I realize that I may have given you the wrong impression.’ Oh God. He’s refusing me. Please, don’t let me cry in front of him, don’t let me cry. Just, let me make a clean escape and let us joke and laugh about this tomorrow. ‘I am off limits.’ Damn it. I didn’t want to cry - stupid tears. ‘To everyone but you Orlando.’ I whipped my eyes up to see if he was having fun at my expense, but the only thing I saw was real emotion reflected in his eyes. I smiled tentatively at him before he wrapped his arms around me and crushed me to him. He buried his face in my neck and let out a little chuckle. ‘Orli, baby, don’t cry.’ He then raised his face and kissed my cheeks where the tears had ended up. His tongue traced each trail up to the corner of my eyes. When his mouth finally met mine, I could taste the salt of my tears mixed with the erotic potency of Viggo. Viggo’s POV It nearly broke my heart to see Orlando with tears in his eyes. Especially when I realized that the tears were my fault. Belatedly, I realized he thought I was rejecting him. I set out to rectify the situation by proving I did want him. Tracing his tears with my tongue, I finally moved to his mouth where I nibbled at his lower lip. A small sigh escaped his lips and I plunged my tongue into his mouth. I kissed him until we were both gasping for breath. I kissed him until we were wrapped around each other, our hard cocks grinding through our boxer shorts. I kissed him until I knew that if I kissed him any more, I wouldn’t be able to stop. I reluctantly pulled away. ‘Viggo, don’t stop.’ Orlando’s breath was hot on my neck. ‘Orli, if I don’t stop now, I won’t be able to stop later.’ I murmur against his jawline. He pulled back from me, looked in my eyes for a moment, and then sat up. He rummaged around in his nightstand drawer for a couple of moments before turning back to me. ‘Don’t stop Viggo.’ He handed me a bottle of lube. He looked a little embarrassed as he told me, ‘Craig and Karl gave me that, just in case.’ Looking in his eyes, I pulled him down on top of me. As I kissed him, I began to caress his body. Flipping us over, I began to kiss his neck and down onto his chest. Taking one brown nipple into my mouth, I nipped it lightly. ‘Viggo!’ Orlando was gasping. I began to move down his body, taking my time as I kissed and loved him. Encouraging him to raise his hips, I lowered his boxer shorts, taking them off and throwing them over my shoulder. I continued to kiss a trail down his body. He had a beautiful body. Long and muscular under olive skin. I traced circles in the thatch of hair at the base of his cock. ‘Please Viggo’ he gasped as I blew my breath on his arousal. I took him into my mouth and began to run my tongue around the head of his cock. I glanced up to see that he had those gorgeous eyes closed and was thrashing his head back and forth on the pillow. As I began to suck on his cock, he tried to thrust his hips, but I held them down with my hands. He is so beautiful that it almost hurts. Orlando’s POV Viggo is trying to kill me. That’s all that I can figure, but oh—it’s a sweet death. I’ve never given a blowjob before, and this is the first one I’ve ever gotten from a guy. He’s tonguing the underside of my cock and I can feel my balls tighten. I know I’m about to come. Placing my hand on his head, I try to get his attention, ‘Viggo – I’m going to come—Viggo!’ When he hears my words, he sucks harder and swirls his tongue one last time as he begins to hum. The sensations are too much and I come hard, spurting down his throat. He swallows it all and licks me clean. I’m lying there, satisfied and exhausted as he makes his way back up my body. He leans up to kiss me and I can taste myself mixed in with his unique taste. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever tasted in my life. As he kisses me, I’m starting to get hard again. Oh what this man makes me feel! Viggo’s POV I already knew Orli was beautiful, but it’s nothing compared to what he looks like when he comes. I’m determined to see this sight as often as possible during our time in New Zealand, and hopefully for the rest of my life. As I kiss him, I can feel him begin to stiffen again. I feel like I’m about to burst, but I’ve got to make sure this is what he wants. ‘Orli, are you sure you want to do this?’ I ask him quietly. ‘Viggo, I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.’ I reach for the bottle of lube and spread some on my fingers. I recline on my knees as I push his knees up and back. I trace a finger around the entrance to his body. He begins to writhe under my hands, so I press one finger into him. ‘This might hurt baby,’ I try to warn him, ‘just relax as much as you can.’ I work a second finger into him, noticing the grimace on his face. I hunt for the spot that I know will make things feel better. ‘OH!’ I guess I found it. His eyes are wide and he’s pressing back on my hand. I work a third finger into him and begin to twist and rub against his spot. He’s trying to ride my hand and his cock is standing at attention again. I remove my hand and he whimpers. Squirting a liberal amount of lube onto my hand, I spread it over my cock, my own touch almost enough to send me over the edge. ‘Relax Orli.’ He’s looking at me with slightly scared but aroused eyes. I brace one hand on his knee, pushing it up toward him as I position myself with the other hand. I push slightly and there’s a slight give as the head of my cock pierces the tight ring of muscle. I reach up and lift his eyes to meet mine. ‘Orli, I’d never intentionally hurt you. This will all feel better in a moment.’ ‘Okay Viggo, I trust you.’ The grimace on his face gets a little more intense as I slowly slide the rest of the way in. ‘Are you okay?’ I ask as I give him time to adjust. He lies there for a second before he experimentally thrusts his hips toward mine. The angle I have is just right to strike his prostate. His eyes get big as I pull back a little and thrust in again to brush his spot. ‘Oh Viggo – this feels so good.’ I’m making short, slow thrusts into his hot body. ‘More Viggo.’ I pull out to the head and thrust back deeply into his body. His cock jerks and he moans, a sound that shoots straight to my groin. I continue to thrust deeply as I wrap my hand around his weeping arousal and begin to stroke it in time with the thrusts. I feel my groin begin to tighten as I feel a pulse in his cock. He comes hotly on our stomachs, and after a couple more thrusts, I’m filling him with my white hot seed. I collapse into his arms as the aftershocks roll through our bodies. Orlando’s POV Wow. I never knew it would be like that. Sex has never been this good for me before…ever. I cradle Viggo in my arms. He’s still inside me and I feel more complete than ever. ‘I love you.’ I murmur tiredly, before I drift off to sleep. Viggo’s POV (January 13, 2000) It’s been one week since I found out he loves me too. One glorious week of fun, caring, laughter and love. Seven full days of heaven. Today is Orlando’s birthday. I have a little something special planned for him tonight. I’ve not mentioned anything to him about it. In fact, I’m pretty sure he thinks that I don’t know it’s his birthday. He’s been sniggering around with the hobbits on set today. I’ve been congregating with Sean and Ian to plot the surprise I have planned. Walking up behind Orlando as he’s talking to the hobbits, I place my hand on his waist. ‘Orli, why don’t you go out with the hobbits tonight? Peter needs me for some dialogue work. I won’t be home until later.’ His eyes whip to mine as he starts, ‘But..’ The hobbits are all looking at me like I’m an ogre. I couldn’t let them in on the plan, they’d all give it away. ‘Sorry Orlando. I knew you’d understand.’ It’s all I can do to walk away from my beautiful lover…especially when he looks so crestfallen. Orlando’s POV I know that I haven’t made a big deal out of my birthday, but I really wanted to spend it with Viggo rather than in some god-forsaken honky tonk bar with sawdust on the floor. The hobbits are on the floor having a grand time. I figure that now is as good a time as any to make my escape. Luckily, the bar isn’t in a busy part of town and I catch a cab easily. I get out in front of the trailer and walk to the door. The door is unlocked – which is odd. I know I locked it this morning and Viggo is still meeting with Peter. I’m lonely, I’m horny, it’s my birthday. I decide to head to the shower for a quick wank before Viggo comes home. I walk into the bedroom to take off my clothes. Lying on my bed – stark naked – is a very aroused Viggo Mortensen. I can’t help but smile as I realize he set me up. ‘Happy birthday Angel.’ He reaches his arms out to me and I quickly slip out of the rest of my clothes and climb into those outstretched arms. ‘I thought you’d forgot, Viggo.’ I blushed at him. He kissed me before whispering to me, ‘I’d never forget the first birthday we spend together as a couple. And trust me, Angel, this is the first of many.’ Several hours later… The bedside clock ticks over to 12:01. My birthday is over, but lying here wrapped up with Viggo, my life has just begun. The End.