FIC: Relaxation (VM/SB, PG-13)
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rugbytackleTitle: Relaxation
Author: Sara (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
callmedirk) and Vero (bookofdays)
Pairing: VM/SB
Rating: PG-13 (but if anyone thinks differently, I'll edit)
Disclaimer: Never happened. Don't sue us.
Archive: RugbyTackle, GO
Summary: Viggo's birthday turns out better than he'd hoped.
Warning: Sappy, fluff-y moments. If you have a whole squick thing about slightly tearful guys, then don't read this. *g* But don't blame us, blame Vig and Bean. They're the sappy ones. Heh.
Feedback: It'd be great, if you want to!
Notes: We actually wrote this story by cell phone text messages on Viggo's birthday. Heh. And sorry, the formatting sucks. Had to edit it. Oops!
RELAXATION
It had been a long and trying day. Viggo felt much older than his 44 years. He knew he'd be working on his birthday, just—not this hard.
He pulled into the drive of his house and sat in the car for a moment, collecting his scattered thoughts before going inside.
He got his keys from his pocket and unlocked the door to the little house. He stepped in the house and blinked in surprise. The only lights in the house were the soft glow of candles placed around the room.
Viggo frowned for a moment. He set his keys on the hook and his bag on the floor. He wriggled out of his jacket and placed it on a chair. He slowly turned and his eyes widened. Rose petals in soft shades of pink and in bold red, mixed with stark white covered the entire floor and down the hall.
He could hear soft strains of music coming from somewhere. He couldn't pick out the tune, but it was something calm, almost soothing.
As he moved closer to the music, a pair of arms snaked around his waist.
" Happy birthday, " a soft voice spoke, kissing his neck.
Sean. Viggo's eyes closed for a moment as his lips were captured in a warm kiss. Then, he pulled back and smiled into a pair of green eyes, Sean was grinning. He gently began to unbutton Viggo's shirt. Viggo chuckled. Sean pulled him down the hall, leaving the shirt behind them.
The music got closer. Viggo felt Sean's fingers trailing down to his jeans.
" What do you plan to do with these? " Viggo teased, pulling from Sean's grasp.
Sean hooked a finger in one of Viggo's belt loops and kissed Viggo's shoulder.
" It's your night. The night where all your pleasures are fulfilled, " he said huskily.
" Oh really? " Viggo was intrigued.
Sean led Viggo to the bathroom and Viggo stopped. The Jacuzzi tub was filled with fragrant, foamy bubbles and was sprinkled with rose petals. The flowers covered the floor and soft candlelight filled the room with a romantic glow.
The soft, classical music filled the room and Viggo smiled. Sean gazed at him, then unbuttoned Viggo's jeans, sliding them down until they were a pool of cloth on the floor.
" Get in, " Sean said, smiling impishly.
Viggo grinned and slipped into the tub. The softly scented water instantly relaxed him. Sean sat in his robe on the edge of the tub and lovingly watched Viggo's face relax. His eyes were closed. Then, he felt Sean's gaze and grinned up at him.
" Get in here, you, " Viggo laughed, splashing Sean.
Sean slipped out of the terry-cloth robe and into the tub behind Viggo. Viggo rested his back against Sean's chest and sighed. Sean pressed a kiss to Viggo's temple.
" Long day, angel? " Sean asked softly.
" Too long. And miserable without you, " Viggo's voice was quiet.
Sean wrapped his arms around Viggo, kissing his neck. His hands gently tickled Viggo's sides. Viggo chuckled and took one of Sean's hands to kiss his palm. Viggo sighed again. Sean's laugh rumbled against him. Sean reached for a bottle and squeezed a bit of green liquid into his hand. He began to wash Viggo's hair, running his fingers through the honey-colored locks. His strong fingers massaged Viggo's scalp, taking all the headaches from the day away. Viggo grunted. Sean stopped.
" God, don't stop, " Viggo said.
Sean beamed.
" I have a better idea. Rinse off and come into the bedroom, " he said, getting out of the tub. Viggo smirked, appreciating the view. Sean toweled off and wrapped the robe around him again.
" Damn, " Viggo laughed. Sean turned and raised an eyebrow. Viggo ducked his head and rinsed off quickly. He pulled a robe around himself and followed Sean,
Sean lay a thick towel on the bed.
" Lie down, " he said. " On your stomach. "
" Gee Sean, I don't know if I'm in the mood to do it like that tonight, " Viggo winked.
Sean's face flushed pink for a moment.
" Not for that, you bloody idiot, " he said finally. " Take the robe off. "
Viggo let out a laugh and Sean chuckled as well. Obediently, Viggo disrobed and lay on his stomach on the towel. Sean placed a towel over Viggo's lower body and he grabbed a bottle of clear liquid from the nightstand. Sean got on the bed and straddled Viggo's hips. Viggo's eyes widened again.
Sean squirted some liquid onto Viggo's back and Viggo jumped.
" Cold! " he said.
Sean's hands spread the herbal-scented oil out a bit and he started to rub it into Viggo's skin. He rubbed the knots from Viggo's tense shoulders and neck.
" Your hands are magic, I swear, " Viggo moaned.
" As they should be, " Sean nodded.
He continued down Viggo's body, massaging his thighs and calves. He got to Viggo's feet and rubbed every bit of pain from the long day out.
When he finished, Viggo felt like rubber. He lay silent for a moment, then sat up, wrapping he towel around him. He reached out and pulled Sean to him.
" That was incredible, " he whispered. " I feel a billion years younger. "
" Well, you're not that old, Viggo, " Sean teased. " But I'm glad you feel better, "
" Much, " Viggo agreed, reaching out to pull his robe back on.
" Now, you just lie there and relax. I'll be right back, "
Viggo lay back against the pillows and listened again to the soft classical music. His eyes closed, his body relaxed. A smile crossed his lips. Sean stood in the doorway for a moment, taking in the sight. Then, he walked in and Viggo was smiling at him.
" Hey gorgeous, " Viggo said. Sean leaned down and kissed him.
Then, he handed Viggo a glass of champagne and set a little tray on his lap. A plate of strawberries and a white dish of something else sat there. Sean climbed up next to him and reached for a perfect red strawberry. He dipped it in the brown substance, touched it to Viggo's lips, and then ate it. Viggo licked his lips.
" You are a god, " he breathed. " Chocolate. "
" I know. "
Sean took another berry, dipped it in the melted chocolate, and fed it to Viggo. It was blissful.
" What else do you desire tonight, love? " Sean asked. " Tonight is your night. "
" I—I just want you to hold me, love me. Nothing else. I've been pampered and treated tonight. You've taken every ounce of stress out of me. You have done everything I've even wanted tonight, " Viggo said, his voice filled with love.
" Everything—except this, " Sean said, reaching into the pocket of his robe and pulling a silver band out. Viggo's breath caught in his throat.
" Marry me, Vig, " Sean said softly.
Viggo met Sean's eyes. A tear was threatening to fall onto Sean's cheek. Viggo's thumb wiped it away.
" Yes, " he spoke finally. " Of course, "
Tears fell from both of their eyes as the band slid onto Viggo's finger. Viggo kissed Sean deeply.
" I love you, " he said, pulling away slightly. " So much. "
" I love you too, " Sean smiled.
Viggo set the tray on the floor and slid his arms around Sean.
" For this, skip the cuddling night, " he said. " You, my love, get way more than just cuddling, "
" Well now there's a plus! " Sean smiled. " Let me go blow out the candles and I'll be back, "
Viggo was still in shock. He'd been caught off guard with Sean's proposal. He was ecstatic. It was the best present ever. He and Sean. Engaged. He felt his heart swell at the mere thought of them married. His eyes filled with tears. Sean walked back in and saw Viggo choking back tears. He got back on the bed and Viggo put his head on Sean's shoulder. Sean stroked his lover's hair.
" You know I wasn't joking, right? " he said solemnly.
" I do, " Viggo said. " I'm just—overwhelmed. Here I thought I was just getting pampered tonight, but it was so much more. God! Did you tell the boys you were going to do this? "
" No, this is one secret I wanted to keep to myself, " Sean answered. " But you know Ian and Orlando are especially going to kill me for not telling them. "
" Oh, screw Orlando, " Viggo scoffed.
" So that is what you wanted for—" Sean started, but Viggo's hand clapped over his mouth.
He then felt Viggo's lips cover his.
" Shut up and make love to me, Sean, before I take back my answer, " Viggo whispered against his mouth,
In reply, Sean ripped their robes off and neatly flipped Viggo on his back, murmuring:
" Happy birthday. "
Author: Sara (
callmedirk) and Vero (bookofdays) Pairing: VM/SB
Rating: PG-13 (but if anyone thinks differently, I'll edit)
Disclaimer: Never happened. Don't sue us.
Archive: RugbyTackle, GO
Summary: Viggo's birthday turns out better than he'd hoped.
Warning: Sappy, fluff-y moments. If you have a whole squick thing about slightly tearful guys, then don't read this. *g* But don't blame us, blame Vig and Bean. They're the sappy ones. Heh.
Feedback: It'd be great, if you want to!
Notes: We actually wrote this story by cell phone text messages on Viggo's birthday. Heh. And sorry, the formatting sucks. Had to edit it. Oops!
RELAXATION
It had been a long and trying day. Viggo felt much older than his 44 years. He knew he'd be working on his birthday, just—not this hard.
He pulled into the drive of his house and sat in the car for a moment, collecting his scattered thoughts before going inside.
He got his keys from his pocket and unlocked the door to the little house. He stepped in the house and blinked in surprise. The only lights in the house were the soft glow of candles placed around the room.
Viggo frowned for a moment. He set his keys on the hook and his bag on the floor. He wriggled out of his jacket and placed it on a chair. He slowly turned and his eyes widened. Rose petals in soft shades of pink and in bold red, mixed with stark white covered the entire floor and down the hall.
He could hear soft strains of music coming from somewhere. He couldn't pick out the tune, but it was something calm, almost soothing.
As he moved closer to the music, a pair of arms snaked around his waist.
" Happy birthday, " a soft voice spoke, kissing his neck.
Sean. Viggo's eyes closed for a moment as his lips were captured in a warm kiss. Then, he pulled back and smiled into a pair of green eyes, Sean was grinning. He gently began to unbutton Viggo's shirt. Viggo chuckled. Sean pulled him down the hall, leaving the shirt behind them.
The music got closer. Viggo felt Sean's fingers trailing down to his jeans.
" What do you plan to do with these? " Viggo teased, pulling from Sean's grasp.
Sean hooked a finger in one of Viggo's belt loops and kissed Viggo's shoulder.
" It's your night. The night where all your pleasures are fulfilled, " he said huskily.
" Oh really? " Viggo was intrigued.
Sean led Viggo to the bathroom and Viggo stopped. The Jacuzzi tub was filled with fragrant, foamy bubbles and was sprinkled with rose petals. The flowers covered the floor and soft candlelight filled the room with a romantic glow.
The soft, classical music filled the room and Viggo smiled. Sean gazed at him, then unbuttoned Viggo's jeans, sliding them down until they were a pool of cloth on the floor.
" Get in, " Sean said, smiling impishly.
Viggo grinned and slipped into the tub. The softly scented water instantly relaxed him. Sean sat in his robe on the edge of the tub and lovingly watched Viggo's face relax. His eyes were closed. Then, he felt Sean's gaze and grinned up at him.
" Get in here, you, " Viggo laughed, splashing Sean.
Sean slipped out of the terry-cloth robe and into the tub behind Viggo. Viggo rested his back against Sean's chest and sighed. Sean pressed a kiss to Viggo's temple.
" Long day, angel? " Sean asked softly.
" Too long. And miserable without you, " Viggo's voice was quiet.
Sean wrapped his arms around Viggo, kissing his neck. His hands gently tickled Viggo's sides. Viggo chuckled and took one of Sean's hands to kiss his palm. Viggo sighed again. Sean's laugh rumbled against him. Sean reached for a bottle and squeezed a bit of green liquid into his hand. He began to wash Viggo's hair, running his fingers through the honey-colored locks. His strong fingers massaged Viggo's scalp, taking all the headaches from the day away. Viggo grunted. Sean stopped.
" God, don't stop, " Viggo said.
Sean beamed.
" I have a better idea. Rinse off and come into the bedroom, " he said, getting out of the tub. Viggo smirked, appreciating the view. Sean toweled off and wrapped the robe around him again.
" Damn, " Viggo laughed. Sean turned and raised an eyebrow. Viggo ducked his head and rinsed off quickly. He pulled a robe around himself and followed Sean,
Sean lay a thick towel on the bed.
" Lie down, " he said. " On your stomach. "
" Gee Sean, I don't know if I'm in the mood to do it like that tonight, " Viggo winked.
Sean's face flushed pink for a moment.
" Not for that, you bloody idiot, " he said finally. " Take the robe off. "
Viggo let out a laugh and Sean chuckled as well. Obediently, Viggo disrobed and lay on his stomach on the towel. Sean placed a towel over Viggo's lower body and he grabbed a bottle of clear liquid from the nightstand. Sean got on the bed and straddled Viggo's hips. Viggo's eyes widened again.
Sean squirted some liquid onto Viggo's back and Viggo jumped.
" Cold! " he said.
Sean's hands spread the herbal-scented oil out a bit and he started to rub it into Viggo's skin. He rubbed the knots from Viggo's tense shoulders and neck.
" Your hands are magic, I swear, " Viggo moaned.
" As they should be, " Sean nodded.
He continued down Viggo's body, massaging his thighs and calves. He got to Viggo's feet and rubbed every bit of pain from the long day out.
When he finished, Viggo felt like rubber. He lay silent for a moment, then sat up, wrapping he towel around him. He reached out and pulled Sean to him.
" That was incredible, " he whispered. " I feel a billion years younger. "
" Well, you're not that old, Viggo, " Sean teased. " But I'm glad you feel better, "
" Much, " Viggo agreed, reaching out to pull his robe back on.
" Now, you just lie there and relax. I'll be right back, "
Viggo lay back against the pillows and listened again to the soft classical music. His eyes closed, his body relaxed. A smile crossed his lips. Sean stood in the doorway for a moment, taking in the sight. Then, he walked in and Viggo was smiling at him.
" Hey gorgeous, " Viggo said. Sean leaned down and kissed him.
Then, he handed Viggo a glass of champagne and set a little tray on his lap. A plate of strawberries and a white dish of something else sat there. Sean climbed up next to him and reached for a perfect red strawberry. He dipped it in the brown substance, touched it to Viggo's lips, and then ate it. Viggo licked his lips.
" You are a god, " he breathed. " Chocolate. "
" I know. "
Sean took another berry, dipped it in the melted chocolate, and fed it to Viggo. It was blissful.
" What else do you desire tonight, love? " Sean asked. " Tonight is your night. "
" I—I just want you to hold me, love me. Nothing else. I've been pampered and treated tonight. You've taken every ounce of stress out of me. You have done everything I've even wanted tonight, " Viggo said, his voice filled with love.
" Everything—except this, " Sean said, reaching into the pocket of his robe and pulling a silver band out. Viggo's breath caught in his throat.
" Marry me, Vig, " Sean said softly.
Viggo met Sean's eyes. A tear was threatening to fall onto Sean's cheek. Viggo's thumb wiped it away.
" Yes, " he spoke finally. " Of course, "
Tears fell from both of their eyes as the band slid onto Viggo's finger. Viggo kissed Sean deeply.
" I love you, " he said, pulling away slightly. " So much. "
" I love you too, " Sean smiled.
Viggo set the tray on the floor and slid his arms around Sean.
" For this, skip the cuddling night, " he said. " You, my love, get way more than just cuddling, "
" Well now there's a plus! " Sean smiled. " Let me go blow out the candles and I'll be back, "
Viggo was still in shock. He'd been caught off guard with Sean's proposal. He was ecstatic. It was the best present ever. He and Sean. Engaged. He felt his heart swell at the mere thought of them married. His eyes filled with tears. Sean walked back in and saw Viggo choking back tears. He got back on the bed and Viggo put his head on Sean's shoulder. Sean stroked his lover's hair.
" You know I wasn't joking, right? " he said solemnly.
" I do, " Viggo said. " I'm just—overwhelmed. Here I thought I was just getting pampered tonight, but it was so much more. God! Did you tell the boys you were going to do this? "
" No, this is one secret I wanted to keep to myself, " Sean answered. " But you know Ian and Orlando are especially going to kill me for not telling them. "
" Oh, screw Orlando, " Viggo scoffed.
" So that is what you wanted for—" Sean started, but Viggo's hand clapped over his mouth.
He then felt Viggo's lips cover his.
" Shut up and make love to me, Sean, before I take back my answer, " Viggo whispered against his mouth,
In reply, Sean ripped their robes off and neatly flipped Viggo on his back, murmuring:
" Happy birthday. "
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Date: 2003-03-20 09:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-03-21 04:02 am (UTC)Just what I needed now that RL has decided to go to Hell...
Anyway, loved this so much!
*blows kisses*
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Date: 2003-03-21 06:54 am (UTC)I hope RL gets better for you really soon!
Glad you liked this sappy little fic! *g*
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Date: 2003-03-21 06:56 am (UTC)Lorna: He did not say THAT just now, did he?
Molly: He did, sis
Henry: Damm, that means I will be stuck with HER as my step-sister now! *points at Molly*
Molly: WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN, MR.?!
Henry: I do not want a dwarf for a sister, that's what it means!
Lorna: oh, shut it, you two! Wait, I can hear footsteps.. Get up the staircase, quick!
*kids run away, Molly and Henry are still arguing*
*door opens, Sean pokes his head out*: Strange, I could have sworn I heard Molly yell...*shrugs, closes door*
*Lorna looks down from upper steps*: Puh, that was close...
Hopefully there is no PB waiting for me now :) *looks around warily*
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Date: 2003-03-21 07:05 am (UTC)Gotta love those kids.
*grins* You should SO write it. Hehe.
And thank you!