Author: Lostiawen

E-mail: Lostiawen

Rated: hard R/NC-17ish

Pairing: OB/VM

Summary: Orlando´s thoughts while taking Sidi out. 

Archive: Mirrormere, VOLAslash.  All others please ask.

Feedback: Yes, please.

Warnings: Bondage. 

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: Happy big 5-0, Viggo! I was going to post a fic, but it's really not done yet, so I cobbled together this ficlet based on a recent photo of Orlando.  Many pardons for any glaring boo-boos. Hope your big day with your family and friends is wonderful!

Orlando is aware of the photographer´s presence as he gets Sidi out of the car, but he shrugs it off. He doesn´t even try to waste any energy hiding. 

No, he wants to conserve his caution for later -- when he boards a private flight to Denmark. It had taken a lot of orchestration, but the look on Viggo´s face when he unexpectedly pops by will be worth it. The only thing he regrets is that Viggo can´t show him exactly how much he´ll appreciate Orli´s visit, not without scandalizing Viggo´s family and sending Henry into therapy. 

Orlando can wait. He´s already decided that he´s going to tie Viggo to that four-poster bed in the guest room. His cock hardens as he imagines Viggo straining against his bonds as Orlando plunges into him, his cries muffled by the gag in his mouth. Orlando can clearly remember the feel of Viggo´s tight hole clutching around his cock, squeezing him as he brings Viggo to the edge over and over again. 

He´s going to fuck Viggo all night long. Viggo had once teased Orlando in New Zealand about his endurance, and he´s determined to make Viggo eat his words about how elves can´t last. 

Or maybe...since they can´t make any noise, he´ll straddle Viggo´s chest and push his cock between those sinful lips. Orlando shivers at the thought of that long tongue wrapping around his length, of the heat and the oh-so-heavenly suction on his throbbing prick. He´s not sure that he´ll be able to stay quiet -- Viggo´s mouth has many talents, and one of them is making Orlando scream out a string of obscenities so filthy that they´d cause the nearest object to catch on fire. 

Sidi´s now running around and Orlando chases after him, glad that his shorts are baggy as hell. The stalkerazzi can take as many bloody photos as he wants -- he´ll never know the truth. And that´s all that really counts. 

THE END