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rugbytackleTitle: Badass Three.
Series: None
Chapter: 1/1
Rated: R
Pairing: SB/VM OB/KU
Disclaimer: RPS: Real Person Slash. Read it/Don't read it. Make an adult decision.
Warning: It's getting worse.
Feedback: Nice, but not required.
Archive: No
Overall Summary: Orlando and Karl are peeping. And groping.
Chapter Summary: None
Author: Arden Elear
Email: thedarkvoice@hotmail.com
Live Journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/arden_elear/
Karl peeked.
Oh, holy shit!
Naked. Both of them.
Man! He took it all back.
These two were hot!
Who knew?
**
"Karl!"
"Mmm."
"Just . . . aah . . . wait a minute will you!"
"Orlandooo."
Orli pried Karl's hands off his butt and sidled over closer to the trailer window.
"What are you doing?"
"Shhh. I'm trying to see what's going on in there."
Karl slipped his hands back around Orlando's waist.
"Orli. Wouldn't you rather . . .?"
Orlando suppressed a sigh of frustration and turned in Karl's arms.
"Look." He said patiently, trying to ignore the neck-nuzzling. "It can wait a few minutes, can't it? Just a few?" He pleaded.
Karl looked up. "Why?" He was frankly puzzled.
"Would it kill us to hang off with the fucking for a couple of minutes?"
"It might." Karl muttered under his breath.
Orlando heard, but chose to ignore it.
"Good." He said decisively "I just wanna see if Sean and Viggo get it on."
"Eww, Orlando."
Orlando was getting impatient now. If he didn't convince Karl in a hurry, he was going to miss all the action. But if he ticked Karl off he wouldn't get any action. It was a fine line he was walking here, but hey . . . he was an elf. He could do it.
"Not 'Eww'. They're my friends, right? Sean's had the hots for Vig for simply ages. I just want to make sure it goes all right. Viggo helped us." He played his trump card.
Karl sighed, visions of naked Orli vanishing into the distance.
"All right. But if they get freaky, I'm leaving."
"Thanks, love." Orlando rewarded his new boyfriend with a quick peck. Karl sighed again but Orli was already moving.
"Where are you going now?" Karl hissed at his retreating back.
"Can't very well stand out in full view now, can we? There's another window around here."
Karl shook his head. He was beginning to think that he might have bitten off more than he could chew with Orli. But he followed him down the narrow space between the trailers anyway.
The trailer was parked hard up against the grassy bank of the field and the gentle rise was a great place to stand and see into the trailer itself through the larger of the two windows built into the frame.
"See." Orlando whispered. "Perfect view."
"In both directions." Karl muttered, climbing the slope reluctantly.
"Karl honey, if all's going well in there, they are not going to be peeking out the window." Orlando told him.
Unlike we who are peeking in. Karl thought. When we should be making out.
Ducking beneath the metal awning that protected the window from the afternoon sunlight, Orli pressed his nose against the window and narrowed his eyes, peering through the slightly tatty lace curtain inside.
Karl joined him, muttering under his breath.
The second, the instant he saw any hint of naked old guys he was outa there and taking Orli with him. By force if need be.
*
Orli's eyes widened as they focused on the inside of the trailer.
Sean had Viggo pinned against the table and was kissing him to death!
Yeah! Go, Sean!
His hands were tousled in Viggo's hair, holding him steady, while Viggos' were flapping around like he didn't know what to do with them.
Oh no, wait.
Vig was collapsing under the assault, his hands had stopped waving about and were creeping up to circle Sean's waist. No. His waistband. Whoa! Thumbs through the belt loops. Nice one, Vig.
Orli grabbed Karl's wandering hand and firmly placed it about his waist. Stay!
Sean finally broke for air, else to view the effect he was having. Either.
Must have liked what he saw because his mouth had curved into one of those devilishly satisfied smiles he did so well.
Lord, that man is hot!
Oh, Viggo is such a goner.
One of Sean's hands trailed down the side of Vig's throat and disappeared somewhere between them. Damn! What was he doing?
Whatever it was, it worked. Viggo's head dropped back and Sean moved his kisses down, trailing across his throat and nuzzling his collarbone as he used his free hand to push the fabric of Viggo's shirt aside.
Thank God for tables, eh Vig? Looks like your knees are about to give way.
Karl's hand was off again. Orlando reached for it but it had vanished.
Oh.
Maybe not.
That's . . . nice.
Very nice. Mmm.
Refocusing his scattered attention, Orlando looked back inside. Viggo had lost his shirt sometime in the last few seconds and Sean's head had vanished. Doing the nuzzling thing down on Viggo's chest, presumably.
Speaking of vanishing . . .
Orlando took a short time-out to see where Karl had gotten to.
Ahh.
Well. Hello down there.
*
Karl decided that the alternative to watching the action in the trailer was performing a little action of his own.
Not that what was going on in there had made him hot or anything.
He was just . . . killing two birds with one stone, that's all.
The fact that he hadn't 'till just now realized how nicely built Viggo was, had nothing to do with it.
The way his eyes had fluttered shut and his face looked when he bared his throat like that was positively sinful. Ought to be illegal. Or something.
Now all he wanted to do was make Orlando get a similar expression on his face.
Right about . . . now.
Yess!
Karl swallowed.
*
Oh . . . fuck!
Orlando was determined to keep his eyes open, but man it was har . . . Err, difficult.
Karl was wicked talented with that tongue.
God! Shit! Could human beings do that?!
Evidently.
*
Orlando discovered that if he stopped shuddering and shivering and panting, he could get his eyes open.
Now all he needed to do was stop shuddering and shivering and panting.
Better.
He zipped his pants and resumed peeking.
*
Karl peeked.
Oh, holy shit!
Naked. Both of them.
Man! He took it all back.
These two were hot!
Who knew?
*
Sean had Viggo pinned against the trailer wall, not two feet from the window.
Still kissing.
Sean back at Viggo's throat, nipping with his teeth then soothing with his tongue. One hand against the wall for balance, the other was stroking Viggo's. . .
Wow.
Built.
Damn.
Karl was impressed.
And hard.
But Orlando had a hand in taking care of that.
*
Karl watched as Sean maneuvered Viggo toward the bed, ready for the main act.
But Viggo was resisting.
Karl wouldn't ask Orlando what he thought about this strange development, because Orlando was otherwise occupied.
Oh. Orlando! Oh. Yes.
Karl tipped his head back and tilted it to one side, eyes half open.
Just like Viggo had moments earlier.
*
Sean shot Viggo a quizzical look.
Viggo bought his index finger to his lips.
Karl moaned and shuddered.
Viggo flicked the lever.
The awning clanged shut.
Two sets of big brown Jersey cow eyes were trapped against the glass.
Viggo pointed. Sean looked.
"Viggo. You are such a badass." He chortled.
Fin.
Series: None
Chapter: 1/1
Rated: R
Pairing: SB/VM OB/KU
Disclaimer: RPS: Real Person Slash. Read it/Don't read it. Make an adult decision.
Warning: It's getting worse.
Feedback: Nice, but not required.
Archive: No
Overall Summary: Orlando and Karl are peeping. And groping.
Chapter Summary: None
Author: Arden Elear
Email: thedarkvoice@hotmail.com
Live Journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/arden_elear/
Karl peeked.
Oh, holy shit!
Naked. Both of them.
Man! He took it all back.
These two were hot!
Who knew?
**
"Karl!"
"Mmm."
"Just . . . aah . . . wait a minute will you!"
"Orlandooo."
Orli pried Karl's hands off his butt and sidled over closer to the trailer window.
"What are you doing?"
"Shhh. I'm trying to see what's going on in there."
Karl slipped his hands back around Orlando's waist.
"Orli. Wouldn't you rather . . .?"
Orlando suppressed a sigh of frustration and turned in Karl's arms.
"Look." He said patiently, trying to ignore the neck-nuzzling. "It can wait a few minutes, can't it? Just a few?" He pleaded.
Karl looked up. "Why?" He was frankly puzzled.
"Would it kill us to hang off with the fucking for a couple of minutes?"
"It might." Karl muttered under his breath.
Orlando heard, but chose to ignore it.
"Good." He said decisively "I just wanna see if Sean and Viggo get it on."
"Eww, Orlando."
Orlando was getting impatient now. If he didn't convince Karl in a hurry, he was going to miss all the action. But if he ticked Karl off he wouldn't get any action. It was a fine line he was walking here, but hey . . . he was an elf. He could do it.
"Not 'Eww'. They're my friends, right? Sean's had the hots for Vig for simply ages. I just want to make sure it goes all right. Viggo helped us." He played his trump card.
Karl sighed, visions of naked Orli vanishing into the distance.
"All right. But if they get freaky, I'm leaving."
"Thanks, love." Orlando rewarded his new boyfriend with a quick peck. Karl sighed again but Orli was already moving.
"Where are you going now?" Karl hissed at his retreating back.
"Can't very well stand out in full view now, can we? There's another window around here."
Karl shook his head. He was beginning to think that he might have bitten off more than he could chew with Orli. But he followed him down the narrow space between the trailers anyway.
The trailer was parked hard up against the grassy bank of the field and the gentle rise was a great place to stand and see into the trailer itself through the larger of the two windows built into the frame.
"See." Orlando whispered. "Perfect view."
"In both directions." Karl muttered, climbing the slope reluctantly.
"Karl honey, if all's going well in there, they are not going to be peeking out the window." Orlando told him.
Unlike we who are peeking in. Karl thought. When we should be making out.
Ducking beneath the metal awning that protected the window from the afternoon sunlight, Orli pressed his nose against the window and narrowed his eyes, peering through the slightly tatty lace curtain inside.
Karl joined him, muttering under his breath.
The second, the instant he saw any hint of naked old guys he was outa there and taking Orli with him. By force if need be.
*
Orli's eyes widened as they focused on the inside of the trailer.
Sean had Viggo pinned against the table and was kissing him to death!
Yeah! Go, Sean!
His hands were tousled in Viggo's hair, holding him steady, while Viggos' were flapping around like he didn't know what to do with them.
Oh no, wait.
Vig was collapsing under the assault, his hands had stopped waving about and were creeping up to circle Sean's waist. No. His waistband. Whoa! Thumbs through the belt loops. Nice one, Vig.
Orli grabbed Karl's wandering hand and firmly placed it about his waist. Stay!
Sean finally broke for air, else to view the effect he was having. Either.
Must have liked what he saw because his mouth had curved into one of those devilishly satisfied smiles he did so well.
Lord, that man is hot!
Oh, Viggo is such a goner.
One of Sean's hands trailed down the side of Vig's throat and disappeared somewhere between them. Damn! What was he doing?
Whatever it was, it worked. Viggo's head dropped back and Sean moved his kisses down, trailing across his throat and nuzzling his collarbone as he used his free hand to push the fabric of Viggo's shirt aside.
Thank God for tables, eh Vig? Looks like your knees are about to give way.
Karl's hand was off again. Orlando reached for it but it had vanished.
Oh.
Maybe not.
That's . . . nice.
Very nice. Mmm.
Refocusing his scattered attention, Orlando looked back inside. Viggo had lost his shirt sometime in the last few seconds and Sean's head had vanished. Doing the nuzzling thing down on Viggo's chest, presumably.
Speaking of vanishing . . .
Orlando took a short time-out to see where Karl had gotten to.
Ahh.
Well. Hello down there.
*
Karl decided that the alternative to watching the action in the trailer was performing a little action of his own.
Not that what was going on in there had made him hot or anything.
He was just . . . killing two birds with one stone, that's all.
The fact that he hadn't 'till just now realized how nicely built Viggo was, had nothing to do with it.
The way his eyes had fluttered shut and his face looked when he bared his throat like that was positively sinful. Ought to be illegal. Or something.
Now all he wanted to do was make Orlando get a similar expression on his face.
Right about . . . now.
Yess!
Karl swallowed.
*
Oh . . . fuck!
Orlando was determined to keep his eyes open, but man it was har . . . Err, difficult.
Karl was wicked talented with that tongue.
God! Shit! Could human beings do that?!
Evidently.
*
Orlando discovered that if he stopped shuddering and shivering and panting, he could get his eyes open.
Now all he needed to do was stop shuddering and shivering and panting.
Better.
He zipped his pants and resumed peeking.
*
Karl peeked.
Oh, holy shit!
Naked. Both of them.
Man! He took it all back.
These two were hot!
Who knew?
*
Sean had Viggo pinned against the trailer wall, not two feet from the window.
Still kissing.
Sean back at Viggo's throat, nipping with his teeth then soothing with his tongue. One hand against the wall for balance, the other was stroking Viggo's. . .
Wow.
Built.
Damn.
Karl was impressed.
And hard.
But Orlando had a hand in taking care of that.
*
Karl watched as Sean maneuvered Viggo toward the bed, ready for the main act.
But Viggo was resisting.
Karl wouldn't ask Orlando what he thought about this strange development, because Orlando was otherwise occupied.
Oh. Orlando! Oh. Yes.
Karl tipped his head back and tilted it to one side, eyes half open.
Just like Viggo had moments earlier.
*
Sean shot Viggo a quizzical look.
Viggo bought his index finger to his lips.
Karl moaned and shuddered.
Viggo flicked the lever.
The awning clanged shut.
Two sets of big brown Jersey cow eyes were trapped against the glass.
Viggo pointed. Sean looked.
"Viggo. You are such a badass." He chortled.
Fin.
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Date: 2004-01-22 02:31 pm (UTC)*giggle*
*hysterical laughter* And *that* is why it never pays to be a peeping tom...!!!
Terrific last part... and terrific second part, and great idea in the first place. *grin* And yes, Viggo *is* a badass. But so's Bean... s'why they go so well together. More?
~Kris
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Date: 2004-01-22 03:03 pm (UTC)God! Shit! Could human beings do that?!
Evidently.
XD Hot and hilarous! The best combination ever. Thanks for some great reads.
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Date: 2004-01-22 04:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-22 04:28 pm (UTC)XD
great job! amusing and hot.
mm.
did i tell you it's hot? X)
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Date: 2004-01-22 05:16 pm (UTC)Viggo pointed. Sean looked.
"Viggo. You are such a badass." He chortled.
Wonderful!
Don't end this bunny. I love it. *cuddles bunny back to health and sends it back to you* I've enjoyed these so much. Makes me all happy and such.
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Date: 2004-01-22 10:16 pm (UTC)xxx
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Date: 2004-01-22 11:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-24 05:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-24 10:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-25 01:23 pm (UTC)Not to mention the 'ferret thing' . . . *g*
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Date: 2004-01-25 01:25 pm (UTC)Still, if you're gonna have something stuck in your head, you could do worse, no? LOL