Title: Secret Desires 
Author: Anestel  (swordswornofrohan@yahoo.com) 
Type: RPS  
Pairing: Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom 
Rating: R or NC-17 
Disclaimer: Don’t know them...if I did do you think I'd be writing fiction 
about them....NO...I’d be writing my autobiography...For the love of 
Viggo and Orlando...ah I can see it now... 
Summary: Will Viggo and Orlando continue to ignore the sparks between 
them? 
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Chapter One 


Secret Desires

~Orlando~ 

Ah, Viggo Mortensen...brooding, sexy eyes...moody...experience dripping 
from him. I love him, fuck it, I do, but I can’t have him. He thinks I’m a 
child. I’m in my twenties for fuck’s sake. And I’m in love with Viggo. 
Beautiful Viggo. I sit here and stare at his lips longing to touch them with 
my own. I wonder how he kisses. Probably like he does acting. He 
becomes the character he’s playing. When he kisses I bet he becomes the 
kiss, puts his soul into it.

I’m really starting to scare myself. I want more than to have a good 
shagging with Viggo, even though that would be great. I want more. Fuck 
it! I’m the slut, whore and player of the set. Even though about a hundred 
percent of what they is lies. Viggo’s heard them and I bet he believes 
them. Bloody hell...Shit, he just caught me staring at him and he’s coming 
over here...fuck, fuck, fuck...

~Viggo~ 

He’s staring at me again. His chocolate eyes covered with blue contacts. 
They are still so expressive though. I don’t know how he does it...but right 
now those beautiful eyes are staring at my lips. Damn...does he know how 
much that turns me on? I love him. I really do. I know all those rumors 
aren’t true. Poor Orlando. He’s so young...yet not inexperienced or 
innocent.

I need to hear his voice...his sexy purring voice. I almost laugh at the 
panicked _expression on his face as I walk over... I can never be with 
Orlando. He would make me lose control, but maybe that wouldn’t be 
such a bad thing...

"Hello, Orlando."

~Orlando~ 

He’s laughing at me. Fuck, that hurts. It shouldn’t but it does. His soft 
voice washes over me, "Hello, Orlando." I love how he says me name. I 
run my hand through my hair, well the blonde wig. Ugh. I wish I could get 
out of this costume. These contacts are hurting my eyes. I shift from foot 
to foot nervously. Oh Fuck I need to say something.

"Ello, Vig."

I say my voice was unusually quiet and shaky....

~Viggo~ 

The little wanker is nervous. I almost laugh again. I would have if his 
voice hadn’t stopped me. He sounded depressed, awful.

"Orlando, What’s wrong?"

My heart was doing an unexpected twist at the thought of the happy-go-
lucky-wanker being sad.

~Orlando~ 

What’s wrong...an innocent question you would think. Not for me. What’s 
wrong is you Viggo. I want you like I’ve never wanted a man before. Vig 
you scare me. I just clear my throat.

"Nothing, Vigs. I’m fine."

A weird look comes on his face, but I refuse to read anything into it. He 
opens and closes his mouth a couple times as if deciding what to say.

~Viggo~ 

For all Orlando’s perfect acting, he can’t lie to save his life. I know my 
feelings are beginning to show on my face. the love.. the jealousy for any 
man or woman that’s had Orlando. I don’t know what to say to cheer him 
up. My mouth opens and closes and then I do the dumbest thing.

"Tonight I’m taking you out to a club. You look like you need a couple 
drinks."

I feel like killing myself. How could I have just done that!?! I practically 
asked him on a date! How could I have been so stupid. Okay...okay it’s 
worth it to see a grin on Orlando’s beautiful face. Look away Viggo your 
staring I tell myself, adverting my gaze to the ground.

~Orlando~ 

Viggo’s taking me to a club? Fuck I must be dreaming. I need to wake up; 
not that i want to. I can’t help but grin. Going to a club with Viggo. I could 
pretend it’s a date, and that Viggo loves me like I love him. Just then PJ 
calls for us to come get ready for a scene. I flash another smile and 
scamper off to my place. My stomach full of butterflies as I call over my 
shoulder...

"Alright Vig, but you’ll have to dance with me..."

~Viggo~ 

That smile really should be illegal. It’s killing me. I wanna just shove him 
down and molest him right here in front of everyone. I don’t care.
Dance with him...he wants me to dance with him. dancing with Orlando. I 
wish I had some time and paper to draw the images in my head.

I stare after him as he goes to take his place I take mine, and I count the 
seconds till I’ll be able to pick him up to go to the club.

-Hours Later-

~Orlando~ 

I stare at myself in the mirror. My heart pounding like when I was getting 
ready for my first date in High School. What if Viggo didn’t like my 
outfit, the way my tousled black hair fell across my forehead? I was about 
to change out of the ruffled white silk shirt and tight leather pants, when 
he knocked on the door.

"Fuck!"

I ran my fingers through my hair once more and grabbed my wallet 
putting it in my back pocket before dashing to open the door. The image 
of my many nights of wet dreams...okay i need to change thought 
directions before I go crazy. I shake my head, slightly tilting it 
seductively. Smiling coyly up at the emerald eyes.

Viggo was wearing his usual style... a black button up shirt and black 
slacks. Conservative...classy...sexy.

"Ello Viggo. I’m ready."

~Viggo~ 

I stood out on the porch a good fifteen minutes before I had the courage to 
knock. Why was I so fucking nervous? Orlando was just my friend.
When he finally opened the door I almost gasped in surprise, well not 
really in surprise as adoration. Damn he was hott. I could barely restrain 
myself from kissing him. His words jolted me. I pulled my jaw back up 
and turned to go to my car. 

"Okay, lets go then."

I walk to my car and sit in the driver’s seat. Starting it quickly not 
allowing myself to look at the sex god that had climbed in beside me on 
the other side of the car.

~Orlando~ 

Viggo was surprised at my appearance, I think. I’m not sure whether it 
was a good thing or not. Oh yeah follow him to the car. Left, right, left, 
right, I think to keep from stumbling. I manage to open the door and sit in 
the passenger seat without doing something stupid. Regardless of how 
graceful I make Legolas look...I’m a klutz. I stare out the window, forcing 
my eyes to not look at Viggo. I should probably say something. I can’t 
think of anything, but I need to act normal. Which of course is hyper and 
bouncy. What to say...What to say?

"Hey Vig..."

Okay...I’m going to make a fool of myself but who cares...

"Could we...um...could we pretend we’re on a..." cough..." date? You 
know for fun?"

Oh fuck! Did I really just ask that? I almost open the door of the car and 
jump out, but I wanna know what he says. Plus the car is moving and PJ 
would be really pissed if I got any broken bones or bad injuries.

~Viggo~ 

Orlando is acting weird... first he was all depressed, staring out the 
window and crap. Now he’s all bouncy and normal again. God that smile. 
He’s so innocent looking. So beautiful. Oh yea...I’m supposed to be 
driving. Keep eyes on road. Not on the sex god beside me.

"Hey Vig..." he pauses, "could we pretend we’re on a date. You know for 
fun?"

I almost slam on the brakes. What the fuck did Orlando just say? I must 
have heard him wrong. My heart is pounding. I try to keep my voice 
steady as I answer him.

"Sure, Orlando. If that would make you happy. Sounds fun."

Breathe Viggo, breathe. I only wish it were a real date...but I can pretend. 
Pretend Orlando loves me the way I love him. 

Chapter Two

The Club

*special guest appearance by Atti(aka André Schneidèr)
 
~Orlando~ 

He’s shocked. Viggo almost slammed on the brakes, but I don’t care. He 
said we could pretend. For one night I can pretend Viggo wants me and 
loves me.

We arrive at the club and Viggo takes us past the line talking to this giant 
of a guy. He let us in. It’s loud in the club. I love it. My back has been 
bothering me lately. So a relaxing night at the club is just what I need. 

Viggo takes us to a table and then gets us both some drinks.
"Let’s dance!"

I yell over the music hoping he would dance with me now. but he shook 
his head.

"Maybe later Orlando." 

"Fine, I’m going to go dance."

I get up and move to the edge of the gyrating bodies. I stay facing Viggo. 
Running my hands across my body in time with the music. Swaying my 
hips provocatively to the beat. I watch Viggo watching me. Fuck it, why 
does he have to try to hid what he’s thinking? Am I affecting him at all?

~Viggo~ 

When we get to the club, I go to the front. I know Brock and he lets us in. 
Thank goodness cause the bloody line is fucking line. I lead Orlando to a 
table and then get us a drink. Fuck, he wants to dance so soon...I tell him I 
don’t dance. I really can’t. I know he’s disappointed but I really don’t feel 
like embarrassing myself by dancing until I’ve got a good about of alcohol 
in my system, even if it is this American shit, they call a beer. 

I watch him dance on the edge of the crowd. The little bastard...the way 
he’s tracing his body and swaying his hips. I struggle to keep certain 
members of my body under control...of course it isn’t working.

"Fuck you, Orlando."

I mutter under my breath. This was going to be a long night. Damn it 
Orlando stop beckoning me with you hands and eyes. I’m getting 
hard...damn you, Orlando.

~Orlando~ 

I can tell now that I’m getting to him. He’ll be here soon...I hope. I want to 
be near him. To have him touch my body. I want to grind our bodies 
together. I want to feel if his body is affected by me as much as he affects 
mine.

Suddenly I feel arms surround my body from behind. I turn my head...my 
jaw drops...Atti! As we keep dancing I ask him.

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

"I’m dancing with you...but seriously I felt like visiting my best friend and 
when he wasn’t home I decided to hit the clubs and guess who I 
found...that best friend who isn’t home. Why are you here alone?"

Atti replied having to shout over the throbbing pulse of the music. 

"I’m here on a pretend date with Viggo."

"Why pretend, OB? I know you love him, and the way he looks at you...he 
loves you to."
 
"Will you help me get him?

"How?"

~Viggo~ 

Jealously is rearing its ugly head. There’s someone dancing with Orlando. 
He’s young and handsome. His hands are touching Orlando Hips grinding 
against the back of him. It looked as if Orlando was in heaven. I have to 
something. I can’t stand this. With that I walk over to them. Their eyes 
closed as they move to the music. I yell over the music as I tap on the 
stranger’s shoulder.

"My turn."

The guy looked me up and down and then cracked to Orlando.

"You didn’t ‘ell me your Dad was ‘ere" 

Damn. I took a deep breath to control my anger. Orlando just grinned and 
answered.

"I think it’s time for me to have *chat* with my old man."

"Alright, maybe I’ll catch ya later."

The man had a accent and looked oddly familiar. I shook it off. I had 
Orlando now. That’s all that mattered. I moved in the space behind 
Orlando. Positioning my body so Orlando wouldn’t feel my arousal. I 
moved my hands over Orlando’s chest and stomach. The muscles hard and 
defined. I almost groan in pleasure at just the feel of his body under my 
hands. 

I want to shift so that my erection would be rubbing between the globes of 
Orlando’s firm ass. He turns to me saying but I can’t hear him.

"What?"

I yell hoping he can hear me over the throbbing music.
"Let’s get outta here."

Chapter Three

The Ride

Orlando~ 

Viggo turned me around at that and smiled. He took my hand in his 
holding it possessively. A silly grin plastered on my face as we walk out 
and head in the direction of Viggo’s suburban.  

I climb in beside him and move to the middle, taking his right arm to put it 
around my shoulder so I could snuggle close. 

We didn’t have to say anything...both of us know something has changed 
in our relationship. I can see he’s aroused and I know I am. I pretty sure 
Viggo knows too.

"What next, Orlando?"

Viggo asked in a quiet confused voice that tore my heart. 

"I don’t know, Vig. Let’s decide at your house."

~Viggo~ 

We left the club fast. I was relieved to be out of the noise. I must be 
getting old. 

I held Orlando’s hand. Loving the callous, and also softness of it. His hand 
fit mine perfectly as if they were made for each other. I led him to my car 
and let go of his hand. Climbing inside and turning it on.

When Orlando got in he snuggled close putting my arm around him. 
Damn it I would never regain control of this situation now.

"What next, Orlando?"

I ask him this. I don’t know what’s next for us..us? Were Orlando and I an 
"us" now? I sighed and listened to his answer. Navigating the familiar 
road to my house, thankful Exene had Henry.

Chapter Four

The Living Room

Lyrics from Frank Sinatra’s Ring-a-Ding Ding! album

~Orlando~ 

Viggo’s house is hug. Especially compared to the small flat I live in. The 
living room which I’m sitting in is airy and big. A plush couch and several 
lazy boy recliners. A coffee table in the middle and then an entertainment 
center one wall. I go over and shuffle through Viggo’s CDs...Frank Sinatra 
perfect! I put it in the stereo and listened to him crooning love songs. 
Viggo was taking his time getting our drinks...

I sit back down on the couch, but can’t stay still. *Bounce bounce 
bounce.* Back to my old usual bouncy self! A smile spread on my face as 
Viggo walked in with two beers. He hands one to me, it was already open.

"Thanks."

~Viggo~ 

I sigh as I open the refrigerator and pull out two beers. Was this how I 
wanted to start a relationship with Orlando? With Sex?

I shook my head, no I wouldn’t, "have sex" with Orlando...we would 
make love. I know there’s a difference. I turn and head to the living room. 
Frank Sinatra’s crooning voice filled my ears when I came in.

"I didn’t know you liked Blue Eyes."

I said honestly surprised. Who would have thought the punk kid Orlando 
would like the Chairman of the Board. Orlando just shrugs. So I sit down 
and listen to the lyrics of the song just coming on. They were expressing 
everything I was feeling, I glance at Orlando, he’s looking at me so I turn 
away.

/Be careful it’s my heart, It’s my heart, 
It’s not my watch you’re holding, it’s my heart, 
It’s not the note I sent you that you quickly burn, 
It’s not the book I lent you that you never return.
Remember, it’s my heart, 
The heart with which so willingly I part, 
It’s yours to take, to keep or break but please, before you start, 
Be careful, remember it’s my heart!
Remember, 
It’s my heart,  
This heart with which so willingly I part, 
It’s yours to take, to keep or break, but please, before you start, 
Be careful, be careful, 
Be careful it’s my heart!/

"Orlando?"

"Yeah"

"That song said everything I’m feeling about you."

Oh yeah, real smooth and romantic there Vig, I scolded myself. We stare 
at one another.

"Me to Vigs."

Orlando said this in a shaky voice. God I don’t know, I’m so fucking 
scared...I gotta stop thinking.

"What next?"

"Well you’ll probably have to move closer..."

Teased Orlando with a smile. True, I was on the other side of the couch. 
So I scoot over to him. My leg is touching his the contact sent heat straight 
to my groin, it’s affecting Orlando to. Then before I can say anything soft 
lips are pressed to mine in a searing kiss.

I open my mouth to Orlando’s soft, searching tongue. He quickly thrusts 
into my mouth, ravishing it until every corner has been explored. Finally 
pulling away when we we’re both out of breath.

~Orlando~ 

I’ve never kissed a guy before...Viggo tastes sweet, I love it. I could bury 
myself in his mouth and never leave. His whiskers tickle my smooth chin 
as I had just shaved this morning. Prolonging the kiss as long as possible 
and finally had to pull away breathless.

"Let’s go to my room."

Viggo says taking my hand. He leads me in the direction of the bedroom... 

Part Five/The Hall

~Viggo~

Is it just me or is this hallway to long? I just can't wait to get my hands on 
Orlando's fine ass... I won't wait... 

"Orlando, I want you now."

I whispered hotly in his ear turning and pushing him up against the wall. 
My lips suck, bit and lick the back of his neck as my hands travel down 
exploring his body. I find the zipper of his pants and manage to pull them 
down over the bulge and then I realize he isn't wearing any 
underwear...Oh God...Once hand grasps his throbbing erections and 
pumps him as I remove my own constricting clothes with the other.

I pull away a little bit and pull down my pants and boxers and practically 
ripped my shirt off. Then in turn did the same to Orlando. He was bracing 
himself against the wall his perfect, firm round ass sticking out begging to 
be fucked. I move closer and press against him rubbing myself, letting out 
breathy moans of need...Then I bent down and spread his cheeks apart.

~Orlando~

Oh my fucking God...he's going to fuck me right now. His kisses are 
brutal but delicious. Oh God...I moan as he unzips my pants. I'm not sure 
whether to be embarrassed or relieved that I didn't wear underwear, but 
like duh its just obvious you don't wear underwear with tight leather pants. 
Just common sense...Oh God, he's touching me.

"Ai, Viggo, ai!"

I moan, thrusting into his hand. I brace myself agaiast the wall...Should I 
tell him I've never done this before? I'm sure he doesn't know...but what if 
he stops? I want htis and he can't stop.

We're both naked now he let go of my hard cock and bent down to the 
ground. I take a deep breath, not sure what Viggo will do next. I gasp as I 
feel something press against my virgin opening. Closing my eyes I take 
another deep breath. Restraining from jerking away, when the wet finger 
is pushed in. I bit my lip and can't keep the muscles in my lower body 
from clenching. Damn it, it stings.

~Viggo~

God, he's tight...I carefully thrust my finger into his hole.

"Relax, Orlando."

I don't want to hurt him...Finally his body relaxes and I add another finger. 
Scissoring them to stretch the opening. Taking my fingers out I spit on my 
hand and wet my cock. This will have to do...I can't wait any longer.

~Orlando~

Oh shit this hurts. I struggle to keep my breaths steady and not cry out in 
pain.

I feel something larger and harder then the fingers press against my 
opening. Biting my bottom lip as he pushes into my body in one swift 
movement.. Impaling me...Tearing me...Filling me...I taste the metallic 
bitterness of my own blood. It hurts. When he thrusts it feels like I'm 
being torn in half. Tears well up in my eyes and fall down my cheeks, it 
hurts. God it hurts...

"Fuck!"

I moan as a burst of pleasure tingles through my body. What the fuck was 
that? I moan again as he hits the spot again. Shit I'm going to cum and he 
hasn't even touched me!

"Viggo!!!"

~Viggo~

I let out a low groan as he cums and cries out my name.

"Viggo!"

I never thought it could really happen. I feel his body tightens around me 
and the feel of his escstasy sends me spiraling to my own. Crying out his 
name as I climax.

"Orlando!!!"

My eyes close as I try to regain my breath. Slowly pulling out reluctant to 
leave the tight heat of Orlando's ass. Looking down I see something red...

"What the..."

Realization hits me...oh no...blood...but...he couldn't be...could he?

"Oh fuck, Orlando...I...shit...why didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have done 
it like that...Oh babe..."

I feel so distraught, this was Orlando's first?...In a hallway? I hurt him...Oh 
fuck, he'll hate me now.

"I'm so sorry Orlando."

~Orlando~

Finally I regain control of my body and then Viggo starts talking. I force 
my brain to focus, but come in the middle of what he's saying. My body 
hurts in places I didn't know I had...

"...didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have done it like that....Oh babe...I'm so 
sorry Orlando."

I turn around to face Viggo. He looks so forlorn with a hesitant hand I 
reach up to caress his sharp jawline and chin. I smile a little.

"It 's okay Viggo. I...I guess I was scared if I told you, you wouldn't have 
me. I didn't know what to expect."

I look at him apologetically my hand still holding his chin.

"I wish I had known it was your first I would have been gentler. I hurt 
you... You deserved to have had a special first time. Not here, in a 
hallway."

Viggo's jeweled emerald eyes look at me, tears pooling in their depths.
"Vigs, it was special and wonderful, because it was with you. I'm sorry I 
didn't tell you but we can't change that."

I smile at him and release his chin taking his hands in mine.

"I love you Vig"

"I love you too, Orlando." 

"What's next?"

I ask teasingly, I'm sure there's a mischievous twinkle in my eyes which 
reflects the one I now see in Viggo's.

"Hmm...Well we need to get ourselves cleaned up. The bathroom is right 
there."

He lets go of one of my hands and leads me to the bathroom door. Viggo 
turns the handle and I wonder what new things lie in store for me behind 
this door.

Part Six/The Bathroom

AN thanks to Donna for the major help on this one love you always my 
muse *Huggles* the bestest. 

~Orlando~ 

I still can not believe I finally have Viggo. After all the times I’ve thought 
about it and dreamt about it, it finally happened. 

I let Viggo lead me to the bathroom and I wonder what he was going to 
do. Even though I enjoy it very much I'm too sore to do it again so soon. I 
catch Viggo smiling at me and I smile back. God I love his smile. 

~Viggo~ 

I lead Orlando to the bathroom. I still feel extremely guilty for taking him 
so forcefully. If only I'd have known he was a virgin I could have been 
easier on him. I did enjoy it though, man he was so tight and I can not wait 
until the next time, but that time is not tonight. I need to show him how 
much I care. 

I turn on the bath water, thankful that I had sprung for the largest tub I 
could get. I pour some bubblebath into the water and watch as it foams up 
and the sweet fragrance fills the room. 

I smile at Orlando and he smiles back, ‘God how I love the way his eyes 
sparkle when he smiles.’ I take his hand and lead him to the tub. 

"Get in" 

~Orlando~ 

He said to get in the tub so I did, slowly letting the warm water sooth my 
aching body. I watch as he lights some candles and then turns off the 
lights. It is very romantic and very thoughtful, just how I’ve always 
imagined Viggo to be. I know he feels a bit guilty for being so rough. I 
know I should have told him I was a virgin, but I was only thinking of 
having him inside of me. 

I watch him get into the tub with me, a smile playing across his handsome 
face. He pulls me closer to him and I feel my heartbeat quicken in 
response to his hands on my naked flesh. 

I make the next move and kiss his lips. They are so soft and so warm, I 
feel as if I could never stop kissing them. 

~Viggo~ 

The candles make a very erotic glow in the room, perfect for the seduction 
scene I want to set up. I want him to know how much he means to me, so 
I’m willing do whatever I can to please him. 

The water is warm and feels good, but to be honest all my thoughts keep 
turning towards his naked body and how the candlelight plays off of it, 
reflecting off the water in the tub. I reach out and pull him to me but he 
surprises me by making the first move and kissing me. He is so young, so 
eager, and it excites me. 

I moan softly into his mouth as Orlando's hand reaches down to stroke my 
already hardening member. Finally I have to pull away due to lack of air 
and the fact I’m on the brink of another orgasm. Not yet... 

"Mmm, Orlando stop."

I moan, arching into the touch. Orlando looks at me like I’m crazy but 
obeys and lets go of my throbbing member. 

"Let's go to my room,"

I murmur softly, climbing out of the tub, though reluctant to leave the 
erotic atmosphere. We have to talk and I can't do it in the tub with a naked 
Orlando. I hand him a towel and get one for myself to dry off and then we 
head towards the bedroom. 

Chapter Seven/The Bedroom

~Orlando~

I gingerly lay down on the bed shifting slightly to find a comfortable 
position sore from the fuck Viggo had given me just less than an hour ago. 

"I'm sorry Orlando."

Viggo murmurs his velvet lips brushing my ear. I sigh softly, I loved him 
for his concern, but I didn't want him to feel bad about it any more. I turn 
on my side to face him. Loving the toned muscles of his body, which was 
fully exposed to me, as we hadn't gotten dressed again.

"Vig, I love you...It's alright, you didn't know I was a virgin. I mean the 
way I act you could have never guessed. I know if you had known you 
would have been gentler, but we can't change the past we can only change 
the future. We have a future together Viggo. I know we do because I love 
you and I see that love reflected back in your eyes when you look at me." 
I whisper to him sincerely kissing his face and neck in between words as I 
press our bodies together, both of us gasping at the contact. I will love 
Viggo forever. He's my Secret Desire, the one thing I have craved and will 
crave from now on.

"Your my secret desire, Orlando, but now that we're together can we lose 
the secret?"
 
THE END