Author: Lostiawen

E-mail: Lostiawen

Rated: R

Pairing: VM/OB

Summary: Orlando at a premiere for "Eastern Promises". 

Archive: VOLA, Mirrormere, my site.  All others please ask.

Feedback: Yes, please.

Warnings: Spoilers for "Eastern Promises". 

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: Damn SIO muses.  They aren't co-operating on "Troy Boy", so I banged out this short ficlet instead. 

Posted Oct. 16, 2007.

Orlando squirmed in his seat at the back of the theatre. On the screen, Nikolai stood up before the Vory elders, displaying most of his buffed out and sexy as hell body. 

He heard a low chuckle beside him. "Enjoying things, Elf Boy?"  Viggo whispered in his ear. 

"You´re brilliant," Orlando replied in as quiet a voice as he could manage. He didn´t want to draw attention to himself, even though their two seats were in a separate section and far apart from everyone else. The last thing Viggo needed was to be seen with him during this premiere. 

He needn´t have worried. Nikolai was riveting in this scene, so calm and composed as he renounced his parents, unruffled by the stripping of his body and his soul. Of course, it helped that he was practically starkers. The sight of Nickolai in those black shorts was causing all sorts of naughty scenes to flicker through Orlando´s mind, most of them involving Nikolai pinning him against the wall, sweat glistening off his tattoos as he pounded into Orlando, never tiring until Orlando was begging with each shuddering breath to come. 

Orlando noticed his trousers were sporting a conspicuous tent, and he tried to distract himself. Fortunately or unfortunately, the bath house scene was coming up. The good news was that he needed to devote his full attention to it, since Viggo had been nervous as shite about it. The bad news was that his sex-deprived libido would now be treated to six minutes of watching his gorgeous boyfriend running around naked. 

Orlando´s cock seemed happy at the prospect and perked up. Orli ignored it and tried to concentrate on what was happening on screen. As Nikolai walked into the steam room with Aziz, Orlando spotted something that almost made him laugh out loud. 

He leaned over to Viggo and said, "Your Fellowship tattoo is showing, you wanker. What ever happened to keeping it covered?" 

Viggo shot Orlando one of his broad grins. "I decided it was time to come out of the closet with my tattoo, because no one cared any more." 

That made sense. Speculation had been rampant shortly after Fellowship had been released, and Viggo had played his own mad game with the press, being coy about where it was. Now that it was a dead issue, he was now showing it, which Orlando was sure to send some fans scrambling over themselves to look for it. It was incredibly wicked, and Orlando loved it. 

The Chenchen assassins had appeared now, and Orlando held his breath as the fight scene unfolded. Viggo needn´t have worried - it was brilliantly played, brutal, and not exploitive in the least. Judging by some of the comments from the audience, none of them really took note that they had just seen one of the longest scenes involving full frontal male nudity. 

Still, he couldn´t let an opportunity to tease Viggo go by. While Nikolai was being wheeled in on a gurney he leaned over and said, "So, what crime gets a bloke an Elvish nine? Stealing lembas from Mirkwood´s Siberian branch? Drinking Thranduil´s wine?" 

"Molesting an elf in public," Viggo purred in his ear as his hand stroked Orlando´s crotch. 

All thoughts of paying attention the movie promptly disappeared. 

THE END