Title: Not Old… Experienced
Author: Sairalinde 
Type: RPS 
Pairing: Viggo/Sean B. 
Rating: NC-17 
Beta: Glorfindel 
Disclaimer: This never happened...this is total fiction spurred on by a 
chain smoking chocolate eating bunny that lives in my purse. Viggo, and 
Sean are real people but I make no claims on them. This was written in fun 
that's all. None of it is real. 
Feedback: Yes please send to sairalinde@hornofgondor.com 
Archiving: Yes but ask first please. 
Summary/Notes: Viggo and Sean discover they want each other. “Have 
you ever done something crazy…I mean completely out of character, 
something every fiber of your being screamed you shouldn’t do but you 
just said to hell with it all and did it anyway?”

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Viggo sat in the dimly lit corner of the pub and pretended to write in his 
journal.  His thoughts were scattered tonight and all he could manage was 
to doodle and write just a few disjointed thoughts and comments.  He 
scowled at the page when he felt the source of his distraction fill the seat 
across from him. 

“You aren’t much company tonight, Vig.” Sean complained taking a drink 
of his ale.  

Viggo didn’t look up just frowned and shrugged his shoulders.  It was true 
he wasn’t much company tonight A herd of wildebeests could leap on the 
table and dance the can-can and Viggo doubted he would even so much as 
bat an eyelash. That thought however nearly made him laugh at the 
imagery that popped in his mind.  He tried to suppress a grin and wound 
up scrunching up his nose and frowning at the page. When he looked up 
Sean was staring at him strangely.

“You are in a weird mood aren’t you?” Sean asked taking another drink 
eying his friend who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but the pub.

Viggo sighed. “Yeah…sorry to be such a downer.” 

Sean laughed. “That’s alright, I shouldn’t have dragged you here but I 
didn’t feel like being alone tonight. Besides I’ll take your brooding over 
the whirling dervishes any day.” Sean said tipping his head toward the 
raucous bunch of hobbits and lone elf across the room. 

Viggo glanced up from the page and looked across the room. The four 
younger men were playing some sort of drinking game. Billy looked to be 
winning. 

“Did we ever have that kind of energy…that enthusiasm for life?  If I did I 
certainly don’t remember it.” Viggo asked tiredly. 

Viggo was exhausted, the shooting schedule lately had been hellish and to 
top it off he wasn’t sleeping well at night.  The reason for that had blond 
hair, sparkling green eyes, and a smile that seemed to be made of pure sun. 
He had started dreaming of Sean about a  month ago. Viggo wasn’t sure 
when his feelings of friendship towards Sean had shifted to something 
more, but last month he started having dreams…erotic ones and in the 
morning he would wake up aching and most times angry with himself.  He 
knew what was happening and couldn’t stop it, sure he could just stop 
hanging out with Sean but he knew that would make him even more 
miserable. It was like Sean was a drug that Viggo was addicted to…he 
knew it wasn’t good for him but he had to have it anyway.  

“Me either.” Sean answered after a few moments.

“What the fuck happened?” Viggo asked finally taking a drink of his 
untouched beer that by now was lukewarm. 

“We got so drunk or high we forgot about it?” Sean offered grinning.

Viggo finally laughed, the first time he had laughed that night which made 
Sean feel quite pleased with himself. 

“God we are old men, Sean.” Viggo said tilting his beer bottle toward 
Sean as he gestured. 

“We aren’t old…we are experienced.” Sean answered touching his mug to 
Viggo’s bottle. 

Viggo grinned wider and Sean felt the urge to reach out to trace the lines 
that formed around Viggo’s eyes.  When that thought registered in his 
brain Sean looked away.  Viggo was his friend, his best friend, he didn’t 
need to be thinking that way about him.  It wasn’t the first time Sean felt 
that physical pull toward Viggo, he knew it wouldn’t be the last.  It wasn’t 
just the physical either and that was what really bothered Sean.  Viggo 
wasn’t in the least interested in Sean though, that is other than as a close 
friend. Sean was fine with that, it wasn’t like he did well with 
relationships anyway…his third marriage was glaringly obvious proof of 
that.  Then again he had never had a long term relationship with a 
man…would it be different?  He wondered sometimes if his pull toward 
men was why his marriages failed.  He knew Sir Ian would have tons to 
say on the matter should he ever bring it up to him, not that Sean ever 
intended to do so.

Viggo watched the emotions flicker through Sean’s green gaze and leaned 
forward. 

“Now who’s brooding?” Viggo asked softly.

Sean’s eyes flickered for a moment and then he grinned. “Sorry lost in 
thought…guess neither of us are great company tonight.” 

“That’s alright, we can just be bad company together.” Viggo said sitting 
back and closing his journal. 

Viggo’s words stopped him ‘we can just be bad company together’. 
“Hey…have you ever done something crazy…I mean completely out of 
character, something every fiber of your being screamed you shouldn’t do 
but you just said to hell with it all and did it anyway?” Sean asked 
suddenly.

“What?” Viggo asked a bit stunned. He never expected Sean to say 
anything like that. 

Sean started to repeat himself but Viggo stopped him with a wave of his 
hand. “No I heard you just fine…was just trying to digest what you said. I 
um…yeah sure I guess.  I think we all have that one moment of insanity in 
our lives.  Never done anything against the law…well at least never got 
caught.” Viggo admitted grinning remembering more than a few illegal 
things he had done in his life. “Why?” 

“I dunno…every once in a while I get these wild ideas, but never act on 
them.  Afraid to I guess.” Sean admitted. 

“What kind of wild ideas?” Viggo asked quite interested in where his 
friend was leading.

“Aww…hell never mind. Never mind it’s nothing.” Sean said draining his 
ale. 

Viggo frowned at him.  “Ok. Well I think I have had enough…you ready 
to go yet?”

Viggo was Sean’s ride but didn’t want to leave unless Sean wanted to. 

“Yeah I think I am ready to go.” Sean said digging out his wallet as Viggo 
did the same. 

As they stepped outside the pub it was cold, much colder than it had been 
in several nights.  “Damn. Should have drunk more.” Viggo said rubbing 
his arms. 

Sean laughed. “Or at least worn a jacket.” Sean offered. 

Viggo shivered and the Brit felt another urge to touch the man, he wanted 
to wrap his arms around him and make him warm or just make him shiver 
for another reason.  Sean frowned surely I didn’t drink that damn much?  
Then a thought struck him…what he had asked Viggo about in the bar.  
He might just get his arse kicked up around his ears for what he was about 
to do…but he had to get these urges to go away.  The only way he knew to 
get them to go away was to finally act on them.

Sean glanced around, the parking lot was deserted.  When they 
approached Viggo’s car Sean didn’t cross to the passenger side, instead he 
stopped next to Viggo.  

The American turned to say something to him and Sean grabbed him by 
the shoulders and pushed him back against the cold steel of the car.  He 
saw Viggo’s eyes widen and his mouth began to open to say something 
but Sean leaned in quickly and claimed his mouth.  He had to get this out 
of his system; he just hoped Viggo wouldn’t hate him. 

Chapter 2

Viggo stood stock still…in shock.  Sean was kissing him….kissing him! 
‘Fuck. I only drank half a beer so I am not drunk. Am I asleep and this is a 
dream?’ He asked himself.  This was certainly like something out of his 
dreams. But no this wasn’t a dream…it was too intense too real for a 
dream. Then Viggo’s brain seemed to engage and he returned the kiss.  He 
opened to his friend allowing his tongue access.  

At first Sean was slightly unsure but soon his tongue invaded Viggo’s 
mouth and was met with Viggo’s tongue chasing his.  Sean’s hands slid 
from their grip on his friend’s shoulders to his back pulling him tighter in 
to his body.  Viggo dropped his journal on the ground and wrapped his 
arms around Sean’s back.  

‘Well I’m certainly not cold anymore.’ Viggo thought vaguely as fire 
seemed to race through his veins and straight to his groin.  He couldn’t 
believe that after a month of wanting this dreaming this, it was really 
happening.  He didn’t think Sean was interested in him at all not like this. 
He knew Sean wasn’t drunk; he had only two beers tonight. The thought 
he was kissing him like this sober made the older man become rock hard. 

Sean’s kiss was beyond belief; it was more than Viggo ever imagined it 
would be.  Passionate and hungry but at the same time tender, a slow and 
steady burn making Viggo’s knees go weak. Normally he was in the lead, 
he was the dominant one, but letting Sean take the lead felt so good…so 
damn good.   

Sean pulled back for no other reason than he was going to pass out if he 
didn’t manage to drag more air into his lungs.  He realized then that he had 
Viggo crushed up against the side of his car and both of them were 
extremely aroused.  He knew this because even though he leaned back 
everything from the waist down was pressed against Viggo. 

Sean wanted to breathe a sigh of relief; Viggo wasn’t going to kick his 
arse up around his ears after all.  When Sean looked into his friend’s eyes 
the pale blue gray had been replaced with sparkling indigo.  Sean almost 
smiled…Viggo wanted this as much as he did. How can two intelligent 
people spend as much time together as they did and not know this before 
now?  If Viggo hadn’t responded Sean planned to blame it on what he said 
earlier about doing something crazy and out of character. Make a joke out 
of it, but now…this changed everything. Absolutely everything. 

Viggo took a deep shuddering breath and stared into the sparkling green 
eyes before him.  

“Sean?” Viggo asked dragging in a deep breath.

“Get in the car Viggo.” Sean answered grinding his hips forward a bit to 
highlight his need for following that command quickly.

Viggo normally wouldn’t go for someone telling him what to do but this 
was Sean…the man he had been dreaming about. If Sean asked him to 
stand on his head and recite the alphabet backwards he would fucking well 
do it in three languages if it meant the end result would mean getting the 
other man inside him. 

Sean was a little shocked at how quickly once he backed away that Viggo 
snatched up his journal and ripped his car door open. ‘Fuck me but he 
wants this as bad as I do.’ Sean said to himself rounding the car quickly 
and jumping in the passenger side. 

“Yours or mine?” Viggo asked pulling out of the parking lot. 

“Mine it’s cleaner.” Sean mused grinning.

“Hey!” Viggo cried indignantly. “My place is not dirty…it’s just 
cluttered.” 

Sean laughed he knew that was true, Viggo’s place was clean it was just 
so filled with books, photographs, artwork, and art supplies that you 
needed a map to locate the kitchen. He loved Viggo’s place though, it felt 
like Viggo, just like the man it was warm and comfortable and full of all 
kinds of wonderful artistic things. But as much as he liked his place Sean 
was afraid as worked up as they were just over that one kiss in the parking 
lot they might kill themselves trying to find Viggo’s bedroom, plus Sean’s 
place was closer.

Sean ran his hand up Viggo’s thigh dragging his nails against the worn 
denim. A muscle leapt in Viggo’s jaw, he gasped and almost swerved. 

“Fuck. Sean don’t do that…I am trying to keep from killing us here.” 
Viggo hissed from between clenched teeth.  He still couldn’t believe this 
was happening. 

Sean grinned.  He loved that…loved having that power over Viggo. He 
leaned over close to his friend’s ear and lowered his voice a bit, “Do you 
know how long I have waited for this? How long I have wanted you?  
Have you any idea what I plan on doing to you when we get to my place? 
I want you Vig…all of you and I plan on having you. I want to taste you, 
and I want to feel you trembling under me, begging for release.” 

Viggo shuddered at the images floating through his mind. Damn the man 
was going to get him off with his voice if he kept this up.  He never 
imagined that Sean would be like this…would be so dominant.  Viggo 
wasn’t sure he liked that entirely it wasn’t normally his thing but hell if it 
wasn’t turning him on now.

Sean grinned at the other man’s reaction. This was turning out much better 
than he ever dreamed.  He never thought Viggo would respond like this 
but he was damn glad he was.  

When they finally reached Sean’s driveway both men had their doors open 
before the engine was turned off. 

Sean dug in his pocket searching for his keys, which was not a 
comfortable thing to do with somewhat tight jeans to begin with and to top 
it off a raging hard on.  

Viggo was beside him shifting from one foot to the other…he was cold 
again.  Sean reached to unlock the door and then stopped mid motion.  
Viggo’s teeth were actually chattering.  

“Fuck Viggo…next time wear a bloody jacket, we can’t have Aragorn 
sneezing in the Mines of Moria.” Sean teased as he unlocked the door. 

Viggo tried to grin but couldn’t manage it through the chattering of his 
teeth.  He was freezing but he was also more nervous than he had ever 
been in his entire life and that had more to do with his teeth chattering 
than the cold. 

Once Sean shoved the door open he pushed Viggo through the door and 
then kicked it shut with his heel as he entered. Sean had left the light over 
the kitchen stove on so it wasn’t completely dark, plus the light of the full 
moon was filtering through the blinds. 

He tugged his jacket off and tossed it across the nearest chair and then 
flipped on the light.  Viggo was standing there in front of him looking a bit 
like a deer caught in the headlights. 

“You ok?” Sean asked. “Are you having second thoughts?” Sean hoped 
his answer would be no but if it weren’t then Sean would back off.  He 
would have to. 

“N…No!” Viggo blurted. ‘Oh that wasn’t a bit needy sounding was it?’ 
He thought to himself. 

Sean stared at his friend for a moment…hmm friend?  He wasn’t going to 
be his friend after tonight was he?  This was going to change everything.  
Sean started to have the tiniest stab of regret.  He loved his friendship with 
Viggo…he prayed this wasn’t going to ruin it. 

Chapter 3

“Sean?” Viggo asked nervously and licked his lower lip.

Sean growled and Viggo actually backed up a step.  “Do you have any 
idea how sexy you are?” Sean asked stalking toward him.

Viggo shook his head; he didn’t trust his voice at this point.  No one had 
ever talked to him that way…he had talked to other people that way but 
this was different. Come to think of it he had never had anyone LOOK at 
him that way before either. He wondered if this was how a mouse felt 
when a cat had them cornered. 

“You are a fucking walking contradiction.  Here you are, this amazingly 
talented being. A tough bloke who does all his own stunts a man that the 
stunt people fear because you have knocked more than a few senseless in 
battles, but at the same time you are so completely gentle.  I have seen 
it…saw you with Henry how soft hearted you are, the depth of your love, 
and the emotion, the passion you have in your art and your poetry.  You’re 
altogether beautiful…and I want you…have wanted you I think from the 
moment I laid my bloody eyes on you.” Sean said as he closed the 
distance between them.  

At first Viggo didn’t know what to say, no one had ever told him anything 
like that before.  

“Sean…” Viggo started to say something but he got lost in green eyes just 
inches from his own. 

“How could we be best friends all this time and not see this in each 
other?” Sean asked just before he leaned in and claimed Viggo’s lips. 
Sean’s hands slid into the darker man’s hair and held him lightly as his 
thumbs softly caressed his jaw.  

This kiss was different than the one before, it was slow and tender and was 
quickly unraveling any self control Viggo may have had left.  Viggo 
decided then that submissive was fun for a while, but he was done with it. 
He grabbed Sean’s shoulders and spun him around and slammed him 
against the wall.  

Sean sucked in a breath as his back connected hard with the wall.  ‘Shite 
when did Viggo do that?’ Sean wondered dimly but then all thought fled 
when Viggo laid siege to his mouth with teeth and tongue. ‘Fuck,’ was the 
only coherent thought Sean had. Viggo kissed like a hurricane crashing 
against the coast line. Then he felt Viggo’s hips thrust forward and press 
his arousal against his own.  Sean groaned and Viggo pulled back a bit.

“Bedroom?” He murmured against Sean’s lips.  

Sean nodded slightly and pushed Viggo away so they could make their 
way for the bedroom.  They didn’t make it far until they were a tangle of 
arms and lips against the wall of the hallway leading to Sean’s bedroom. 
This time Sean had the upper hand and he had decided Viggo, though he 
wasn’t dressed warmly enough for the cold night air, in here he had way 
too many clothes on.  Sean didn’t even bother with buttons he just grabbed 
the fabric and pulled. Buttons scattered and Viggo whispered, “Shit, 
Sean.” 

“You can borrow one of mine if I ever let you leave here.” Sean 
murmured as he slid his mouth across Viggo’s collarbone.  

Viggo let out a strangled chuckle as he bumped his head against the wall 
when he let his head fall back to allow Sean access to his neck. Sean 
didn’t need an invitation however and had already started sucking on the 
tender skin below Viggo’s ear lobe.  

“God Viggo I never noticed how good you smell before.” Sean whispered 
in between nipping, biting, and suckling the other man’s neck. Sean sighed 
against the other man’s skin as he softly stroked down Viggo’s chest.  The 
soft hairs under his fingers tickled and the strong muscles from wielding a 
sword rippled under his palms. His nipples hardened as Sean stroked 
across them and then he moved his mouth to suckle the nubs. 

“Oh Sean…I can’t take this much longer.” Viggo whispered, the breath 
blowing against Sean’s hair sending tingles along his scalp. 

Sean grinned against his lovers skin.  “Mmmm bedrooms are overrated.” 
Sean said dropping to his knees in front of Viggo and practically tearing 
his jeans open. 

The older man sucked in a breath when Sean touched him through his 
boxers.  “Christ.” 

Sean pulled his jeans and boxers down just enough to allow the access he 
wanted.  He glanced up and saw indigo eyes staring down at him.  Sean 
purposefully licked his lips eliciting a beautiful reaction from the other 
man. The older man’s eyes slid closed and his head tipped back against the 
wall. A low moan rattled through him. Sean decided he definitely liked 
that reaction.  

Sean leaned forward and experimentally ran his tongue up the entire 
length of the shaft. It jumped in reaction at the same time Viggo sucked in 
a breath and muttered a curse in Danish. Sean smiled then took the other 
man’s hard length in his hand, he reveled in the feel of soft velvety skin 
over hard steel and heat before he opened his mouth and sucked the head 
in.  Viggo’s hips thrust forward slightly and another deep groan was 
pulled from him.  Sean matched it with a groan of his own then flicked his 
tongue around the head just inside his mouth.  He couldn’t believe how 
good this was…how good Viggo tasted. 

Viggo bucked slightly when Sean’s mouth engulfed him fully.  The hot 
wet slide was overwhelming and then he felt as if he were being turned 
inside out when Sean pulled back and sucked hard while flicking his 
tongue against the underside of the head.  

“Christ, Sean!” Viggo moaned loudly.  ‘Who the fuck did he learn that 
from’ He faintly wondered and then he was lost again as Sean took him in 
to the hilt and swallowed around him.  Sean continued to move up and 
down slick heat and suction making his legs tremble.  He could feel 
searing heat gathering low in his core and Viggo knew if Sean didn’t stop 
he was going to loose all self control.

“Sean….Sean stop…I’m too close.” Viggo said tugging at Sean’s hair.  
Sean merely smiled around the shaft buried in his mouth and hummed 
lightly.  This was Viggo’s undoing…he cried out loudly as he felt himself 
explode within Sean’s mouth.  Viggo trembled but the other man kept 
sucking and licking until he felt like his brain had flown out of his head. 

“Chirst.” Viggo mumbled softly as his knees began to buckle. 

“Whoa.” Sean muttered and he stood up quickly and caught his friend 
about the waist. “Let’s get you to bed.” Sean said as he tugged Viggo’s 
jeans up a bit so he could walk to the bedroom. 

“Mmm…yeah.” Viggo mumbled still foggy from his climax. He wasn’t 
even sure his eyes were open as Sean led him to the room.

They made it to the bed and Viggo collapsed on it, still completely spent 
but then he opened his eyes and blinked a few times.  Sean was standing in 
front of him, rumpled, his lips red and swollen from being wrapped around 
him. His own arousal was prominent inside his jeans and there was a 
generous wet spot fanning out around the tip.  Viggo wanted to taste that. 

“C’mere.” Viggo said sliding his finger tips of each hand into the belt 
loops on either side of Sean’s waist and tugging the blond toward him.

Sean grinned down at him. “My turn now?” Sean asked. 

“Nope…mine.” Viggo said grinning up at him as he unbuttoned Sean’s 
jeans and slid them down.  ‘I’d never have guessed…Sean didn’t wear 
underwear.’ Viggo thought staring as his erection sprung out proudly from 
his jeans. 

Viggo glanced up with amusement in his eyes and Sean grinned. “Wash 
day.” 

“Yeah right.” Viggo muttered and then quickly engulfed Sean.  Sean 
nearly screamed at the sudden rush of feeling. 

Viggo worked his hard flesh sucking and licking with such abandon that 
Sean nearly lost all coherent thought.  His hands shot down to Viggo’s 
head and he tugged him back. 

“Vig…I want…” Sean began.

“Hmm?” Viggo said around his shaft which caused Sean to curse and buck 
forward. 

“Vig!” Sean cried out. 

Viggo sat back and smiled up at the emerald eyes blazing down at him.  
“What?” 

“I want…I want to come inside you.” Sean said shakily. Any pretense of 
dominance for either of them was gone now.  

Viggo moaned. “Yes. I want that too.” 

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Chapter 4
Viggo toed off his shoes and then wriggled the rest of the way out of his 
jeans and boxers until he was naked on the bed…except his socks.  

Sean laughed. “Loose the socks, Vig.” Sean said as he divested himself of 
his own clothes. 

Viggo laughed too but obeyed. Sean walked into the bathroom and came 
back with a bottle of lube and a box of condoms. 

Viggo regarded him for a moment.

“What?” Sean asked setting the items on the bedside table. 

“Nothing.” Viggo said laying back on the bed. 

Sean could tell what the other man was thinking. “No I wasn’t expecting 
this…but well hell you’re in a movie with a mostly male cast…you are a 
bi-sexual in the middle of a divorce…well you have to be prepared.” Sean 
said sheepishly.

“I never said a word…have the same things at my place…though they 
seem to have been gathering dust.” Viggo admitted grinning.

“These too…lube doesn’t go out of date does it?” Sean asked grinning.

Viggo laughed, when was the last time he laughed this much during sex? 

“Come here.” He said opening his arms and Sean lay down on the bed 
beside him letting Viggo wrap his arms around him.

“God Sean I can’t believe this is happening.” Viggo said softly as he 
kissed the younger man’s forehead. 

“No regrets?” Sean asked. 

“Hell no.” Viggo responded looking down at him. “Not a one…other than 
I regret that you aren’t already inside of me.” 

Sean smiled widely. “That can be remedied.” 

“Let’s hope so.” Viggo murmured as Sean shifted on the bed over him.

“Turn over?” Sean asked. 

“No…wanna see you.” Viggo said smiling. Sean lifted an eyebrow…he 
hadn’t done that with other men before but doing that with Viggo seemed 
perfect. He wanted to see him too.  

Sean grabbed a condom and the lube and set them on the bed beside him 
as he positioned himself between Viggo’s legs.  He stared at the darker 
man for a moment. 

“God you have a bloody magnificent body, Vig.” He murmured as he 
opened the lube and began slicking up his fingers. 

Viggo actually felt himself blush and he grinned. “You aren’t so bad 
yourself.” 

Sean answered his grin with his own and then lowered over Viggo and 
kissed him tenderly as one slick finger slowly slid inside the other man.  
Viggo gasped into the kiss and moaned lightly.  Sean went slowly pressing 
inside the hot tight passage until he brushed against the other man’s 
prostate causing him to writhe under him.  

Viggo cried out into Sean’s mouth as he felt a second finger penetrate him.  
Sean continued to move inside him with slow deliberate strokes and then 
slid in a third finger and brushed his prostate again causing Viggo to buck 
under him.

“Sean!” He cried out breaking away from the long drugging kiss. 

Sean figured he was ready so he withdrew his fingers eliciting a slow 
whimper from the other man that made him grin.  He rolled on the 
condom and slicked up and then began the slow slide into tight heat.  As 
the head slowly entered the man under him Sean watched Viggo’s face for 
any sign of pain to warn him to stop.  He continued until he saw a muscle 
twitch in Viggo’s jaw and he knew he needed a moment. Sean was taking 
shallow breaths trying to keep from loosing it and simply pounding into 
the pleasure that surrounded him. Viggo was so tight and hot around him it 
was taking every bit of effort he had to keep a modicum of control.  

Viggo took a trembling breath.  “Ok.” He whispered. 

Sean began sliding in again until he was buried to the hilt inside his lover.  
He had dreamed about this moment, but this felt so much better than any 
dream.  

Viggo wrapped his legs around Sean’s hips and coaxed him to move.  
Sean finally let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding and 
began to rock into his lover. Slowly at first and then he adjusted the angle 
slightly and Viggo’s legs tightened around him pulling him deeper.  

He continued to thrust slowly until Viggo said, “Sean please…just fuck 
me…hard.” 

Sean sucked in a breath when he heard those words.  ‘Who am I to argue 
with that?’ He thought then began thrusting inside the other man faster and 
faster until he felt his balls slapping against Viggo’s arse. 

“So…good…Sean.” Viggo panted then nearly screamed and thrust his 
head back into the pillows when Sean began hitting his prostate with every 
thrust. 

“God Vig…you are so bloody beautiful.” Sean muttered as he watched his 
lover.  His lips were parted in almost constant moans and his head was 
thrown back in abandon. Sean   thrust harder and harder into the other 
man, just watching his pleasure was nearly enough to bring him to the 
edge.  Viggo began to reach down to stroke himself but Sean shifted and 
took the ridged shaft in his own hand and began pumping him in rhythm 
with his own thrusts. 

Viggo’s nails were digging into Sean’s biceps but he didn’t really feel the 
pain…besides a few cuts and bruises were worth it, Viggo was worth it. 

After a few more deep thrusts Sean could feel the other man’s muscles 
tightening even more around him and knew he wasn’t far as he himself 
wasn’t far from his orgasm. Sean could hear the blood roaring in his ears 
and they came almost at the exact same time, both of them howling each 
other’s names like mad men. 

Sean collapsed on top of Viggo trying to catch his breath.  He thought for 
a moment it would be nice to stay like this until morning but then Sean 
thought Viggo might not appreciate that much.  He started to shift away 
but Viggo clamped his arms around him. 

“Uh-uh.” Viggo murmured sleepily.

Sean smiled against the skin of the other man’s neck and kissed him 
gently.  “I want to look at you.” Sean said softly as he shifted and rolled to 
his side beside his lover. 

He lay there his elbow bent with his head propped on his hand staring at 
Viggo.  They were both sweaty and a bit messy but Sean didn’t 
care…besides he could remedy that.  He thought and then he slid down 
and began licking Viggo’s stomach…cleaning the mess they had made. 

Viggo’s stomach muscles contracted under his touch and he moaned softly 
as he trembled with each slow cat like lick.  After he was satisfied with the 
cleaning he had given his lover Sean collapsed on his back on the bed 
beside Viggo.

Once Viggo’s body finally stopped trembling he returned Sean’s 
favor…he savored the taste of Sean’s sweat along with his own salty 
flavor.  After he was done Sean pulled him up into another mind altering 
kiss. Viggo was exhausted even before all of this, and was definitely 
exhausted now.  He let his head rest against Sean’s chest his fingers 
trailing up and down Sean’s arm. 

“This may sound like a cliché but it’s never felt like this with anyone 
before.” Sean whispered softly as his fingers tangled in Viggo’s hair. 

“Mmm it’s not cliché….me too….never…not like this.” Viggo mumbled 
sleepily against Sean’s chest. 

Sean smiled and tightened his arms around his friend…his lover. 

“Viggo?” 

“Mmm?” 

“I…I think I am in love with you.” Sean said a bit shakily.

“Hmm good….coz I know I am in love with you…now can we go to 
sleep? You wore me out…remember I am an old man.” Viggo said softly.

“Not old…experienced.” Sean murmured and then he could feel Viggo 
smile rather than see it.  

The End.