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Title: Try to avoid
Author: Suometar
BETA: Willowaif
Archive: Rugbytackling
Pairing: Viggo/Bean
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Vig and Bean belong to themselves only, they’re not objects we can use however we want, but our thoughts of them are!



Viggo was in his New York apartment, he was expecting Sean. Viggo finally had time without any movie project running, Sean on the other hand, had run away from his set in New Jersey, just to meet Viggo. The long awaited knock on Viggo’s door echoed into the living room, where Viggo was reading.
- Sean, finally! Come in! Viggo said hugging Sean quickly.

Viggo made some shitty tea that Sean liked for him. They sat down on the living room couch, Sean enjoying his awful tea and Viggo drinking black coffee, not so enjoyable either. Viggo tried to avoid talking about Sean’s new wife, but Sean kept bringing her up all the time. It really started to eat Viggo.

- How is Georgina?
- Huh? She’s doing fine.
- I mean like, what does it feel like to be with her.
Sean looked Viggo a little frustrated.
- If it’s not too bold to ask, Viggo added.
- No, it’s cool Vig. Hmm, actually she enjoys pissing me off, she said that I’m better in bed that way.
Ok, maybe a little too much than Viggo wanted to know.
- She doesn’t know you at all.
- Huh?
- You’re on your best in bed when you can take your time with it, making kisses long, biting everywhere, stay inside completely still, Viggo talked with a peaceful tone.
- Don’t go there.
Viggo watched Sean a little sad.
- I don’t wanna fuck her like I fucked you, let’s just forget about it.
- Okay.
In some strange way, that made Viggo happy.

Fortunately they ended up talking about art.
- Oh yeah, I gotta show you something! Viggo said, smiling like a little excited kid.
Viggo walked into his basement, Sean followed, when all the lights were lit, Sean was able to see, what had happened to the basement’s black walls.
- What is this? It’s awesome.
The walls were full of colours, little splats everywhere and all of it made no sense. The old black wall was showing here and there, but only a little.
- It started when I splattered the walls while painting, pure accident mate.
- Sure it was.
- Then I started writing some nonsense here and there, when I had paint on my fingers.
- I don’t see any writing.
- It’s ‘cause I also started emptying my paint buckets onto the walls, just for the fun of it.
- Hmm.
Sean tried to make some sense from the little letters he spotted here and there. Some phrases were left untouched, maybe they were important. One thing in a corner got Sean’s eye particularly, it said “Come back Sean”.
Viggo didn’t remember that was still showing and Sean didn’t want to bring it up. They weren’t ever really together, they never broke up, neither of them had said that they would have missed what they used to do, what they used to be. They being something like lovers was like an unspoken secret, even between them.
- Here, take this, Viggo said and handed Sean a notebook.
It was full of sketches, Viggo’s sketches, between the pages there was also a napkin with drawing on it.
- Oh, that’s the only time I didn’t have the sketchbook with me and I needed something to put my ideas down on. I was in a diner, at night.
- Uh-huh, Sean said and kept looking forward.

When they started to go back, Sean was still looking the sketches, Viggo walked behind him, shutting the lights off.

Viggo walked Sean around his house, he had bought wonderful paintings and other art pieces to fill the walls, they stopped in front of a huge painting about the Napoleon wars.
- Look there, that tiny guy, Viggo said, pointing into one man in English side, black suit and holding a rifle.
Sean looked once and had to look twice.
- It’s fucking Sharpe!
- Yeah it is! Hahhaa, Viggo laughed and jumped on his spot.
- Bought this ‘cause I saw that.
- Fucking hell, Sean was amused like hell and he smiled and laughed at the same time.

- Oh, and you gotta see this, Viggo said, pulling Sean by his hand.
All of the sudden they were holding hands, Viggo held Sean’s hand firmly, but tenderly, it had some unreal feeling.
The painting Viggo showed him next wasn’t so amazing to Sean. But then Viggo took his hand and lifted it.
- Touch it.
- No.
- It’s okay Sean, it’s meant to be touched.
Sean let Viggo put his fingers onto the surface, the painting wasn’t so big and it was easy to drag your hand over it.
- That’s... Sean started to talk, but Viggo interrupted him
- ... Brilliant, I know, this is a masterpiece.
Viggo was so exited over the painting, his breathing got hotter. Viggo was still guiding Sean’s hand, standing slightly behind Sean.
- You love it huh? Sean asked.
But Viggo didn’t answer, he just let his head fall on Sean’s shoulder, sliding his hand up away from Sean’s hand and across his arm, until it came to Sean’s body, he hugged Sean warmly.

Sean was a little afraid, he didn’t want what Viggo was doing, and he had to repeat that to himself. Viggo managed to tilt Sean’s head towards his, then he kissed Sean without permission.

Sean threw Viggo to the wall and walked away. Viggo had problems with getting up, but was able to run to Sean before he got out of the door.
- Don’t call after me Vig! Sean shouted banging the door shut.
Viggo stood there, man he was so weak, Sean had the real strength here, but fuck Viggo wanted to be weak, he wanted Sean. Then Sean came back almost as fast as he had left.
- This is yours, he said and tossed the sketch book at Viggo, who just dodged it and attacked Sean.
Sean didn’t see Viggo coming so fast ‘cause of the flying papers. The door banged close again and Viggo pressed Sean against it. Damn this was what Sean had tried to avoid.
- Bed me, Viggo pleaded, knowing well enough that Sean should say no, but couldn’t.
This is what Sean tried to avoid.
- Fuck mee Vig.
Tried to avoid the most.

Those two acted like the other’s clothes were their enemy, the men fought with them while trying to get to the bed which lay in the middle of all kinds of artistic shit. Sean kicked everything that was in their way, hit his feet or just were in his feet’s reach. Viggo heard how few valuable things got broken or stomped on, but Sean in his arms was much more precious. Viggo tried to push Sean on to his back on the bed, but the Brit answered that unwanted controlling with throwing Viggo to the bed.
- I’ll top you, he breathed hotly.
Viggo had them both naked and wanting, but Sean wanted to top him so he knew Sean would hurt him.
- Lube love, please, Viggo pleaded.
- You think you deserve it? Sean hissed angrily from between his teeth.
If they talked too much Sean could pull it all off, Viggo knew he couldn’t answer.
- Please? He just pleaded.
- Where? Sean asked frustrated.
Viggo reached his arm toward the nightstand, he pulled it open and kissed Sean while trying to speak.
- It’s there love, can you see it?
Sean crawled towards the open treasure chest. The lube wasn’t hard to find, but it seized Sean.
- This is...?
Viggo froze, he had forgotten it was that lube. It made Viggo feel both scared and helplessly stupid.
- Yeah, he just said, pulling his hands onto his face.
- You haven’t... with anyone?
- No, Viggo answered under the pile of his own hands.

And suddenly Sean felt guilty. The tube he was holding was the same they used last time years ago, it wasn’t the same brand, but actually the exact same tube.
- You have something... newer? Anything else?
- It’s good Sean, best before 2015.
- But I mean, it’s so... what we were, Sean swallowed, afraid to say it.
- Us.
Viggo saw the heat was off, so he just got up, sitting next to Sean. He took the lube carefully.
- I never even thought of throwing this away, he looked at it like it was a child they lost.
They felt the nearness again, it was something that bonded them back then, something that made Sean feel more than just lust towards Viggo again.
- Can you let me use it?
Viggo was stunned, he thought Sean wasn’t in to it anymore. He gave the tube to Sean.
- Lay down, Sean ordered nicely and Viggo obeyed.

Sean got Viggo ready in no time, he knew what to do and Viggo knew what to expect. Sean got into Viggo with nothing on and Viggo was happy for it. Sean was between Viggo legs, on top of him. Viggo lay on his back with his hand grasping the sheets and he held his eyes shut. Sean started to thrust and pull, he saw Viggo still keeping his eyes tightly shut. Sean lowered himself so their chests touched and moved against each other. Sean felt Viggo’s arms moving to embrace him, he held on to Sean tightly and Sean had him moving perfectly to his rhythm.
- Viggo, I’m gonna... Sean started to mumble.
That was the first thing spoken while they were doing it, they used to be louder, now Viggo kept them both quiet, with him saying nothing.
- Come Sean, Viggo whispered into Sean’s ear, a low purring sound that was almost beyond hearing.
They couldn’t see each other, Viggo didn’t let them, he was holding onto Sean so tightly. Viggo breathed on Sean’s shoulder and neck and Sean couldn’t see that Viggo was crying without tears.

Sean roared when he came and then he just lay on Viggo, didn’t want to move, he felt Viggo coming between them, and felt the other man loosen his grasp, but only a little. They lay there in their own world they didn’t want to leave, it almost made Sean cry. He hated the fact that he just made love to Vig, not just fucking out of pure lust and primitive need, but really, tenderly made love to him.
- I’m a fool, he said to Viggo, still holding their places.
Viggo only petted Sean’s head.
- I think I love you Viggo.
Viggo still didn’t answer, but lowered his hand from Sean’s head and hugged him.
- That makes you a fool, he finally answered.
Now he let Sean get up, so they could see each other.
- You’ve never said that to me, Viggo continued.
Viggo tilted his head a little, he thought he saw a tear.
- No.
- Then that makes two.
Viggo looked at Sean looking so sad, he petted Sean’s face.
- But that doesn’t matter does it? Viggo asked.
Sean had to look away.
- I’m not gonna say it, Viggo said and helped them both into a sitting position, then he got up and left Sean sitting on his bed.
- You can take a shower with me if ya feel like it, Viggo offered.
Sean did.

Comments

[rotpunkt.livejournal.com]

I liked the idea with the lube, also the idea with the paintings ... interesting storyline! Viggo doesn't say it with words, but the lube says it :)

[suometar.livejournal.com]

I may be a little interesting writer :)

[sparkedbylore.livejournal.com]

They weren’t ever really together, they never broke up, neither of them had said that they would have missed what they used to do, what they used to be.
This is a really good line and a great description of a relationship left in limbo.

Thank you.

[suometar.livejournal.com]

Thank you :) that was a difficult line for me to write...