Author: Lostiawen

E-mail: Lostiawen

Rated: NC-17

Pairing: VM/OB, VM/SB (implied)

Warnings: Toy use, hardcore stuff. 

Summary: Sean and Orli work out the terms of their relationship with Viggo.  Meanwhile, Viggo feels like getting revenge on a certain elf. 

Archive: Lirimaer

Feedback: Yes, please.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, none of this really happened.  The author is not associated with or is implying anything about the sexual preferences or the lives of the people depicted within. 

Author´s Notes: This is a sequel to "Sleeping It Off" and "It´s Getting Hot in Here", however, it actually takes place about two weeks after "Sleeping".  My naughty Orli muse had been sitting in a corner for a while, so he really ran rampant this time. 

Many thanks to the lovely Elizabeth for helping me smooth out the dialog between Sean and Orli, as well as suggesting that I let my naughty Orli muse run wild. 

Dedication: For Riesling, who wanted to know what in the hell was up with Orli and Sean.  Hope this answers the question and sorry for the long wait. 

Originally posted July 21st, 2003

Sean walked into the Cuntebago, smiling when he saw Orli and Viggo looking blearily at him. 

"Late night again, you two?"  he asked as he poured himself some tea. 

Orli gave Sean a tired grin and Viggo groaned a bit. 

"I swear, Orlando´s trying to kill me."  He turned to glare at his new lover. 

Orli said innocently, "I have no idea what you´re talking about." 

"You´re the one who wanted to sleep with him," Sean replied, sipping at his drink. 

"As you keep reminding me," Viggo said. "Sometimes, I wonder if it was such a good idea." 

"It´s not your fault that you can´t possibly keep up with me, old man. I guess my youth and enthusiasm are too much for you." 

"Remember what they say about age and treachery, elf boy," Viggo replied. 

"The old can´t do much because their bones creak?" 

Viggo snorted, "You should be the one to talk about creaking bones. ´I have a bad back´, my ass." 

Orlando looked innocently at him again. "But I do." 

Viggo said, "You could have fooled me. You want it so fast and hard every single time that I´m surprised your remaining vertebrae haven´t shattered." 

Orlando squeaked, "Vig-go! That´s too much information for Sean´s virgin ears." 

Sean immediately spewed out the tea he was drinking. He sputtered a bit, but managed to avoid choking on anything. 

Viggo laughed until the tears poured from his eyes. "Orlando," he choked out, "I don´t think there´s a single part on Sean that´s virgin anymore, except for his elbow." 

Sean replied, "Sorry Vig, that cherry got taken during my Rocky Horror days." 

"Damnit, guess I´ll have to settle for your corrupt ass, then." 

Sean said, "We all know that one corrupt arse isn´t good enough for you."  He grinned as he saw Orlando blushing. 

He finished pouring another tea for himself and coffee for Orli and Viggo. "Vig? Could you just step outside a tick? I want to talk to Orli." 

Viggo looked uneasily at Sean, but saw no sign of anger. He nodded and walked outside. 

As soon as the door closed, Sean noticed that Orlando had suddenly tensed up. He said calmly, "Christ, Orli, I´m not going to bite. I just wanted to know if we could have dinner this Saturday." 

"What?" 

"Viggo´s going to be working late, and we need to talk." 

"Um, all right." 

"Is takeaway fine? I can´t cook worth a shit." 

Orli nodded dumbly. When he originally decided to sleep with Viggo, he thought that Sean would eventually join them. He was disappointed when Sean failed to respond to his advances. 

This also worried him. He wasn´t sure now where he fit in the scheme of things. Although Viggo had constantly reassured him that Sean was fine with their present arrangement, he couldn´t help feeling insecure. 

Sean popped his head out and said, "You can come in now to clean up the blood." 

Viggo grinned and walked in. 

***

"All right, we need to check the lighting, people! Take a fifteen minute breather." 

Orlando sighed. That was the annoying part about movies, the waiting. He noticed Dom, Elijah, and Billy were chasing each other and went to join them. 

He had just rounded the corner of the set, when a hand snaked out from behind a tree and dragged him out of sight. 

"What the fu..." he started saying before he was cut off by Viggo´s warm hand pressing against his mouth. 

"We have fifteen minutes," he purred. "And it´s been at least an hour since I last touched you."  He removed his hand. 

"Christ, Vig!"  Orlando gasped. "Someone will see us. We promised the hobbits..."

"That we wouldn´t kiss or grope each other on set. They didn´t say anything about me dragging you off to the trailer and fucking you blind." 

"Fuck...Viggo..." Orlando murmured, feeling his erection swell. 

"You´d like that, wouldn´t you? Having me bend you over a table and slam into you until you can feel my cock in your throat?" 

Orlando whimpered softly. 

"You know, I still remember how sexy you looked at the party, with that red thong showing off your hot, sweet ass. Do you know how tempted I was to rip it off of you right then and there and shove my cock into you?" 

"Christ..."

"I wanted to fuck you so hard, Orlando. I wanted you to ride me until you were screaming my name aloud while you screwed yourself on my cock." 

Fuck, Orlando thought, Viggo was going to get him to cream his pants at this rate. He looked at Viggo pleadingly, silently begging for some contact, but Viggo wouldn´t relent, and he continued using that sinful voice to drive Orlando mad. 

"Or maybe I should have just fucked you with my tongue? I´d grab your wrists and pin them to your sides first, and then I´d lick your sweet hole all over. Then I´d plunge into you, letting you feel how hot and wet my tongue was while I opened you up. I always wanted to lick you until you were screaming and begging me to finish you off. Wanted to feel you push your ass back while I stabbed you inside with my tongue." 

"Shit, Viggo..."

Viggo suddenly stopped and kissed Orlando lightly. "We have two minutes to get back onto set. Start thinking of poodles and chainsaws." 

"What?" 

"Age and treachery, elf boy. And remember, you can´t tackle me or make up will have a fit." 

Orlando flushed. "You cunt!" 

"Tsk," Viggo said, waggling his finger at Orlando, before he walked away. 

The rest of the day dragged for Orli. Every time PJ was directing someone else, Viggo would find him and whisper dirty little fantasies into his ear. He was glad that his tunic hid his erection. 

Finally, Orlando was able to change out of his Legolas gear. Viggo was waiting by the car in the parking lot, smiling innocently. 

Orlando practically barreled into him. "Your house. Now." 

"Is something the matter, angel?" 

Orlando´s voice was slightly raspy from sheer lust. "Viggo, you are going to drive us home now, or so help me God, I´m going to rip your clothes off, throw you across the bonnet, and fuck myself on your cock until you can´t breathe." 

Viggo suddenly tackled Orlando, pressing him up against the hood of the car. Orlando struggled, but Viggo´s heavier frame kept him pinned. He whimpered softly. 

Viggo purred in his ear, "I´ll fuck you on one condition."  He ground his hips against Orlando. "Promise, or I´ll just leave you high and dry." 

Orlando mewled pitifully as Viggo continued to press his hard erection into his buttocks. "Shit...Viggo..."

"Well?"  Viggo asked as he started nipping his way down Orlando´s neck. 

Orlando shuddered and breathed, "What...do you want me to do?" 

"No turning the tables on me, elf boy. Keep your hands to yourself while I´m driving back, and no monkey business with that death grip of yours. And if you´re thinking of doing something I haven´t listed, don´t. I´m going to be in charge, and you´ll do what I say." 

Viggo punctuated his threat with another grind from his hips, causing Orlando to moan. "Well?" 

Orlando´s head was swimming. He wanted Viggo badly, but he also didn´t want to give in. Viggo thrust at him again, rotating his hips in small circles and driving Orlando crazy. 

"Shit! All right! I promise!" 

Viggo pulled back and Orlando immediately jumped into the car. He drove back at a normal speed, causing Orlando to vibrate in his seat with impatience. Once the car stopped, Viggo leisurely fished out the small bottle of lube and a condom from the glove compartment, much to Orlando´s consternation. He unhurriedly locked the door, and let them both inside. 

Once the door was closed, Orlando practically tore their clothes off, getting them both naked in record time. 

"You...in me...now."  Orlando grunted. 

Viggo dropped the condom and lube before he grabbed Orlando. He crushed the slender body against his broad chest. "No," he said firmly, "we take this at my pace." 

"Wank..." Orlando´s epithet was cut off by Viggo´s mouth slamming against his. Viggo claimed Orlando´s mouth, thoroughly engulfing him in his raw need; he sucked hungrily on Orlando´s tongue, devastating him and swallowing his moans. 

He continued to bite his way down Orlando´s neck, nibbling and sucking until he had Orlando writhing underneath him. 

Orlando moaned again as Viggo rubbed their cocks together. Moisture was oozing copiously from the tip of Orlando´s erection, making it easy for him to glide his hard flesh along Orli´s. 

"Christ...Viggo...please!"  he said softly. 

Viggo released him and said, "Go in the kitchen and wait for me."  Orlando started opening his mouth and Viggo growled, "No more complaining and you´re not allowed to touch yourself, or the only action you´re going to get for a while is from Rosy Palm and her five sisters." 

Orlando glared at him, but he obediently complied. Viggo retrieved the lube and condom before he joined him. 

He gave Orlando another searing kiss, exploring the lush mouth until Orli´s knees buckled. Viggo then spun him around and bent him roughly over the kitchen table, forcing a small whimper from Orlando´s lips. 

Orlando moaned low in his throat as he heard Viggo applying lubricant to his fingers. Viggo slowly worked a finger into him, ignoring Orlando´s insistent backward push of his hips. When Orlando tried to rotate his ass to get more contact, Viggo stopped him. 

He continued to slowly open Orlando, grinning as he saw his lover´s knuckles turning white where they gripped the table. He knew that Orlando was dying from frustration. His own nerves were also strung raw, but he wanted to teach Orlando a lesson. 

He pulled out his fingers, pausing to roll on the condom. As he applied more lube to his cock, he heard Orlando sobbing in relief. Positioning his throbbing erection at the small entrance, he slowly slid in, hissing in pleasure as he was engulfed by Orlando´s heat and tightness. 

Orlando mewled and pushed back again. Viggo said quietly, "I´m not done with you yet."  He pulled out and then slowly glided back in; he brushed across Orlando´s sweet spot, which forced a choked cry from Orlando´s lips. 

He then reached down and dipped his fingers into the moisture oozing from Orlando´s dick. He tortuously circled his wet fingers along the head, flexing his hips occasionally to keep brushing his cock against the sensitive bundle of nerves within. 

Orlando groaned loudly as Viggo continued to languorously thrust into him. He thrashed against the table, his lust strained to the breaking point. Viggo was keeping him just stimulated enough to keep his arousal burning, but not enough for him to find release. 

Finally, he cried out, "Viggo...finish me off...please... oh God...PLEASE!" 

Viggo resistance crumbled and he began slamming mercilessly into Orlando. Orlando screamed loudly, pushing back as hard as he could. Viggo was already close, and he moaned loudly as he felt the shudders traveling through his body. He grabbed Orlando´s cock, and Orlando howled his name before he came, splashing hotly over Viggo´s fingers and the table. 

Viggo felt Orlando´s internal muscles ripple over his cock and grip him. He lost control, and thrust frantically into Orlando a few times before he climaxed with a roar, his fingers gripping Orlando´s hips hard enough to leave marks. 

He collapsed onto Orlando´s back, panting heavily. 

Orlando muttered, "Could you roll off me, old man? My cock´s getting bent against the table." 

Viggo reluctantly rose from Orlando´s slender body, his knees wobbling. He stumbled into the kitchen and grabbed some paper towels to wipe himself and Orlando off. He also grabbed some stain remover to treat the new mark on the table. He peeled the condom off and bundled it up in the paper towels before he cleaned the two of them. 

As Viggo was working on the table, Orlando pouted at him. "You´re an incredibly evil person." 

"Like you have any complaints."  Orlando stuck his tongue out, causing Viggo to chuckle. 

He gestured at Orlando. "Come on, we should get showered and get dinner started. I´ll give Sean a call and let him know that it´s all clear." 

Orlando shifted uncomfortably. "Er, should we air out the kitchen or something?" 

Viggo chuckled again. "Orlando, you´ve come on the bed before. What makes you think that Sean will mind that the kitchen smells of sex?" 

"Um, I´m still not sure how he feels about this." 

"Orlando, trust me, he wouldn´t have agreed to it in the first place if he didn´t feel comfortable." 

Orlando muttered to himself, but decided to let the matter go. He would find out exactly how comfortable Sean was with this on Saturday, for better or for worse. 
***

Orlando was still on pins and needles for the rest of the week. When Saturday rolled around, he was dreaded going to Viggo and Sean´s house, but he had promised. Sean had brought takeaway and beer, but Orlando picked at his food nervously. 

Sean smiled at him. "Orli. This isn´t about what you have with Viggo." 

Orlando looked puzzled. "It isn´t?" 

"No. It´s about us. I know you want to shag me, too. And I do find you attractive..."

Orlando almost dropped his fork. Up until now, Sean had not really shown any interest. 

"...but I think it would complicate things too much if we did." 

"What?" 

"Orli, I´ve had three failed marriages," Sean said. "And partially it´s because I´ve had trouble talking to my wives. And I might be a fool for falling in love with Viggo, but he knows me. He just seems to know what´s on my mind before I even say it. Hell, he´s in tune with you, too." 

Sean paused and then continued, "But mainly, it´s because I feel secure with him. That´s why I agreed to open up our relationship." 

Orlando was puzzled. "So what´s the problem with us sleeping together?" 

"Orli, I don´t need a fling at this point in my life. What if it goes sour? Can you honestly say that we´ll be together after the shoot is over?" 

"No," he replied. 

"Besides, what do we have in common? You´ve got your love of the arts, which you share with Vig. And occasionally, he may get nutters enough to join you at your daredevil outings. You´re not into football as much as I am. In fact, we really only have acting in common..."

"And Viggo." 

"Yes. And that´s why I don´t want to sleep with you. I don´t want to bitch this up, and it´d be invaluable to me to have someone on the inside, someone who knows exactly what I´m talking about, to yabber with when he drives me crazy." 

Orlando pushed his plate away. "Like you´ll need it. The two of you are stuck together like glue." 

"I´m old enough to know that we´re bound to fight. It´s inevitable. And I need someone to sympathize with me or tell me when I´m being daft and kick my arse. And you can´t do that if you´re sleeping with me, also. You´ll lose your objectivity. You might feel tempted to play favorites or not want to get involved in the first place." 

Orlando threw up his hands. "Sean, why are you telling me this? I might be gone next week, or next month. Whenever Viggo and I get tired of each other." 

Sean looked at Orlando with a hard gaze. "Will you? Is this just a hook-up, Orli?" 

Orlando stared at him and lowered his eyelashes. "No. After our first night together I knew that this would be more than a casual shag, but I don´t know if I should push it." 

"Don´t. Let the big lummox figure it out on his own. But I can see it in his eyes, Orli. He adores you, it just may take him a while to admit to it." 

"Oh. I still don´t know how you feel about me." 

"Orli, I could tolerate sharing him with others, but I´m actually glad he chose you. I feel really comfortable with you around. And I´m not saying that I won´t ever sleep with you." 

"Now I´m confused." 

"Well, so am I. I want to see how we all work out before I tumble into bed with you. But for now, if Vig´s going to keep the two of us, I want us to be close. So do you want to help me keep him in line?" 

"Deal."  Orlando suddenly grinned cheekily, "Never thought I´d be happy to hear a ´let´s just be friends´ talk." 

"Orli, we´re going to be much more than friends. I just don´t want us to be lovers yet." 

"So how come Viggo hasn´t picked up on this if he knows you so well?" 

Sean laughed. "He´s not perfect." 

"So, how do we break this to him?" 

"We don´t. I figured that we should see how compatible we are, and then everything will fall into place. I figured the first thing we´d do is have the two of you spend your nights here, instead of at your place." 

Orlando goggled at him. "Um, are you sure..."

Sean interrupted, "Orli, love, I want there to be no secrets between us. Including what you do with Viggo. If we´re truly going to share him, we have to be comfortable with each other, and that includes what we do in the bedroom." 

"Oh God, this is so confusing..."

"Think of it as me giving you permission to become part of our home and it´ll be easier."  Sean´s eyes danced mischievously. "Besides, I already know that you´re quite the screamer." 

Orlando blushed furiously, which Sean found quite charming. "I forgot and got back a little early on the day Viggo was taunting you. Fortunately, I heard you before I put the key in the door." 

Orlando shifted uncomfortably and Sean continued, "You know, Orli, if you got a sex change, you´d have a great future as a banshee." 

"Wanker." 

"So what was he doing to you? I couldn´t see him feeling you up. And when the two of you disappeared on breaks I thought for sure that the hobbits would catch the two of you and publish those pictures." 

Orlando shuddered, remembering how Viggo was purring fantasies into his ear. "The twat. He kept whispering dirty little fantasies in his come-fuck-me Aragorn voice." 

"That´ll do it every single time. The man´s voice was made for phone sex." 

Orlando said, "Wish I had some way of making him lose it before I could get my hands on him. He´s been way too smug for the last two days." 

Sean grinned, "Hmm, I remember Viggo making a comment about you that might help with that." 

Orlando brightened. "What is it?" 

"Uh uh. Vig mentioned that you were a ´bossy elf´ a few times after your first night with him, so I have a feeling that you´ve pushed a button that I haven´t discovered yet. Give." 

Orlando blushed. "Uhm, I´m not sure that I´m ready to get that explicit with you." 

Sean smiled. "All right. I´ll let you owe me, and I´ll try to keep the details out of whatever I do until you´re comfortable. However, this is going to be hard without getting into specifics." 

"Well, just a general hint would work." 

"Viggo´s got a voyeuristic streak a kilometer wide. If you can tap into that, he´ll be putty in your hands." 

Orlando beamed. "Perfect!"  He hugged Sean. "Thanks a bunch, mate." 

Sean grinned and said, "Come to think of it, this would be a great way to keep him in line. I´m sure we both have some interesting blackmail material to use on him." 

"Sean, this is going to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship." 

****

Viggo was puzzled. Orlando had left early without him today, which was unusual, since they hadn´t been with each other all weekend. He shook his head before he got into his car and went back to his house. 

He felt disappointed when he saw that Orlando´s car wasn´t parked in front of his house. He decided that after he had settled in, he was going to call his errant elf boy. Sean said that he´d be late tonight, and Viggo hungered to wrap himself around Orlando´s eager body. 

After he opened the door, he put his sword down on the kitchen table and walked upstairs. His eyebrows knit together as he ascended the top step. The door to the bedroom was closed partway, which was unusual, since he and Sean tended to leave it open. 

A soft moan broke his tension, and he immediately recognized it as Orlando´s. His curiosity piqued, he crept up to the bedroom door and peered through the crack. 

Viggo sucked his breath in at the sight in front of him. Orlando was lying on his back on the bed, completely naked. His legs were pulled up to his chest and spread obscenely wide. A bottle of lube was resting against his thigh, and his erection was jutting proudly in the air. As Viggo watched, Orlando tugged the cheeks of his ass open with one hand and eased a lubed finger from the other hand into his entrance. 

The foot of the bed was facing the door, so Viggo easily received a full view of everything that Orli was doing. He felt his jeans get immensely tight, and he cupped the steel-hard bulge. 

Orlando threw his head back and arched up, whimpering softly as he thrust his finger within him. After a while, his body suddenly spasmed and he clutched the sheets, crying out loudly. 

His other fingers were glistening, and he gradually eased two more in. Viggo panted as he saw Orlando pull them in and out, loving the sight of Orlando´s flushed face; his tense, quivering body; his full lips parting to let out another breathy cry. Not wanting to tear his eyes away, Viggo slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, biting his knuckle to stifle a moan as he reached in to squeeze his cock. 

Orli´s eyelashes fluttered and he groaned as he continued to pump his fingers within him. Eventually, he rolled to his side and reached into a small plastic bag that was on the nightstand. He pulled out an impressively large curved dildo with a flared base. 

His tongue snaked out and he slowly licked a long stripe up the side of the toy. He swirled his tongue along the tip before he completely inhaled it, pulling the thick length in and out of his mouth lasciviously. The sight was causing Viggo to lose his sanity. His cock was throbbing, but he couldn´t bring himself to open the door and interrupt the tantalizing scene. 

Orli popped his toy out of his mouth and gave it a final lick. His eyes were clouded over with lust as he grabbed the bottle of lube that was by his side. He flipped the cap open and squeezed a generous amount of it onto the dildo, coating it thoroughly. 

As Viggo stroked himself and tried to control his ragged breathing, Orli flipped over onto his hands and knees. He tilted his ass into the air and then he began teasing his entrance with the dildo. He whimpered, but he continued to circle it around, building his anticipation and Viggo´s. 

Orli´s hand was gripping the sheets when he finally stopped and positioned the toy at his entrance. He bit back a moan as he slowly eased the entire length in. He pulled it back, and Viggo knew from the shiver that wracked the slender body that Orli was passing over his sweet spot. 

Orlando continued pumping the dildo into him, arching up and letting throaty moans spill from his lips. Viggo felt as if he were going to explode from the delicious noises that Orli was making, and he finally groaned aloud. 

Orli suddenly stopped and looked over his shoulder, his eyes dancing mischievously. He purred out, "Come on in, Vig. Show´s not over yet." 

Hypnotized, Viggo re-buttoned his jeans and walked in. "Get yourself naked and lie down on the bed," Orlando said, licking his lips. 

Viggo practically tore his clothes off in his haste. Orlando guided him to lie down just beneath the pillows on the bed. 

He then flipped around and positioned himself so that his ass was hovering mere inches away from Viggo´s eyes. 

"Now, no touching," Orlando said sternly. 

Viggo said thickly, "Why not?" 

"Because then I´ll get up and go home."  He reached up and brushed his fingers over Viggo´s cock, which twitched in response. "And I don´t think you want me to do that." 

Viggo groaned in compliance. Orlando reached behind him and began to pump the dildo again, mewling as he thrust it hard inside of him. His close position allowed Viggo a perfect view of the silicone length burrowing inside of him. Orli´s cock bobbed with the force of his strokes, leaking moisture onto Viggo´s throat in long, wet stripes. 

Viggo ached all over. He desperately wanted to grab Orlando, but watching him fuck himself was reducing him to an incoherent, quivering heap. 

Orlando´s body was shaking as his hand blurred faster. He kept up the swift pace until he was screaming obscenities with every plunge in. 

He wailed, "Oh God..." before he let go of the dildo and grabbed his cock. He scooted slightly backward, gave his throbbing erection a few swift strokes and keened. 

Viggo felt the warm strands splash over his moustache, lips, and cheeks. He moaned, catching some of the pearly liquid with his tongue, and he eagerly swallowed the salty fluid. Orli´s arms were trembling as he tried to keep himself upright while his orgasm shook his entire body. Viggo bit his lip as he fought the urge to reach for Orlando, even though his every nerve was screaming for completion. 

"Orli..." he panted. 

"Yes?" 

"Please..."

Orli blew a puff of warm air at Viggo´s dick and laughed smugly when he heard Viggo groaning in frustration. "Please what, Vig?" 

Viggo gritted his teeth, "Let me come..."

"Will you fuck me the way I like next time?"  He delicately lapped up the pool of moisture leaking from the tip of Viggo´s cock to emphasize his point. 

"Yes! Anything..."

Orlando purred, "That´s a good boy," before he quickly swallowed Viggo´s hard flesh in one gulp. 

Orlando sucked Viggo mercilessly, urging him to swiftly to climax. He heard Viggo howl loudly and felt him buck into his mouth, spurting hotly on his tongue. Orlando swallowed all of Viggo´s release, milking his cock until he had nothing more to give. 

Viggo was still shaking when Orlando righted himself and cleaned Viggo´s face off with hot, broad swipes of his tongue. He then leaned in for a long kiss, letting Viggo taste their mingled fluids. 

"God, that was incredible," Viggo breathed when they parted. "But how´d you get here without your car?" 

Orlando pulled out the dildo with a soft moan. He rolled to the side, and grabbed a towel that he had left beside the bed. After he carefully wrapped his toy in it, he placed it on the floor and snuggled up to Viggo. 

He said, "Sean dropped me off. I wanted to surprise you." 

Viggo said, "And it was wonderful." 

Orlando grinned at him. "You realize that I´m not letting you off the hook for at least a few days. You owe me some payback, old man. You have to make good on everything you whispered to me on the set." 

Viggo rolled his eyes. "Oh no..."

He prodded Viggo´s chest with his finger. "Oh yes. And if you don´t, I´ll sneak in and torture you again." 

Viggo grunted. "You don´t play fair, bossy elf." 

Orli grinned and kissed Viggo lightly. "And you love it." 

Viggo rolled over on top of him. "Remind me again why I put up with you?" 

Orlando pulled him closer and kissed him deeply. "Feel like sleeping tonight?" 

Viggo grinned as his cock began to stir. He replied, "No." 

THE END

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