What's Simple Is True 3/5
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rugbytackleTitle: What’s Simple Is True
Author: Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Sean B.
Rating: NC-17
Beta: None this time. Blame it all on me!
Warning: N/A
Feedback: Would love it
Website: http://www.lordsofgondor.com
Live Journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/sairalinde/
Disclaimer: This never happened...this is total fiction. Viggo and Sean are incredibly, deliciously real but sadly I can make no claims on them. This was written in fun that's all.
Archiving: Rugbytackling, OEAM, SL, LOM, GO, Others ask.
Summary/Notes: Viggo is in an accident and Sean drops everything to take care of him. “That man is obviously head over heels for you. I have lots of very close friends, Mr. Mortensen. Friends I have had since childhood and they wouldn’t put their life on hold just to take care of me for an entire month or more. Just an observation.”
This has been on my HD since January and I've re-written it 3 times! It was![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tarnished_raven's last fic The Color of Roses that inspired me to wrap this one up.
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The next day Sean drove Viggo to the doctor’s office. The doctor said Viggo’s leg was healing well, and removed part of the cast as promised. When Viggo hobbled out on crutches Sean was practically beaming.
“Took off part of the cast eh?” He asked crossing to Viggo, but stopping a few feet away.
“Yep!” Viggo answered grinning from ear to ear and then grimaced in pain as he tried to take another step. The pain was mostly from the leg being immobile for so long, or so the doctor had said. Sean frowned but stayed waiting for Viggo to make it to him. He had to let him do this himself even though his every instinct wanted to protect Viggo from any more pain.
“Well come on Hop Along lets get you down to the car.” Sean smiled helping him navigate the waiting room and sticking close in case Viggo needed help.
“So how much longer?” Sean asked as he drove.
“Not too much, doctor said the lower cast will come off next week and then I will just have to wear a brace for a while. She said the first few days it would hurt like hell since it’s been immobilized for so long, and it does but I’m so glad to have that cast off.” Viggo answered. She was right about it hurting like hell, but at least he was getting better. He could endure a little more pain.
“We’ll work through it.” Sean answered putting his hand over Viggo’s for a moment, and caressing his hand with his thumb. When he realized what he was doing he abruptly pulled away. Sean scolded himself mentally for doing it but it was too late now. Viggo just smiled at him with a strange look on his face.
When they arrived back at the house Sean allowed Viggo to do most of the work himself.
“Look at you, you hardly even need me now.” Sean said coming up behind Viggo which made him nearly stumble and Sean put a steadying hand on his arm.
“Guess I spoke too soon.” Sean frowned.
“Yeah…guess so.” Viggo conceded but it wasn’t for the reason Sean assumed. His saying that he hardly needed Sean made his heart nearly stop in his chest. He’d gotten so accustomed to Sean being there. His getting well, though he wanted his independence back, meant Sean would be leaving.
God, I am going to miss him when he finally decides I don’t need him anymore. Viggo thought to himself. If he asks me I will never be able to say I don’t need him. Because I do. I do need him. I need him near me always.
When Viggo finally made it into the house and sat down tears were streaming down his face from the pain and perhaps just a little from the thoughts of Sean leaving. Just that short walk from the car to the couch felt like his leg was being gnawed off at the knee by mountain lions and his heart felt like it was being constricted in his chest at just the thought of Sean leaving him.
“Vig, do you want a pain pill?” Sean asked concerned.
“No.” Viggo answered swiping his hand across his eyes and trying to will the pain away. It wasn’t working all that well.
“I think you are doing too much too soon, Vig. Please take a pain pill it’s killing me seeing you like this.” Sean begged brushing some of Viggo’s hair back from his face tenderly. Screw worrying about touching him too intimately, Sean couldn’t bear to see him like this.
“Don’t want them. Rather feel the pain than how they make me feel. I just…I just need to take it slow…the pain will go away once my body adjusts.” Viggo answered from behind clenched teeth.
“Alright, not going to force you.” Sean answered. “The physical therapist will be here tomorrow, so you might want to just take it easy the rest of the day.”
“Yeah…I plan to.” Viggo whispered. Sean started to pull away but Viggo grabbed his arm.
“Can you just stay here…next to me? Just for a few minutes?” Viggo asked softly.
Sean looked at him for a moment and nodded. “Sure, Vig. I’m here for you. Here…take my hand.” Sean said offering his hand. Viggo clasped Sean’s hand in his own and held on tight trying to use the connection with the other man to somehow force the pain away. It actually helped a bit.
“Helping any?” Sean asked.
“Some.” Viggo answered taking a deep breath.
“Good. I’m not going anywhere.” Sean answered then leaned over and gave him a friendly peck on the side of his head just above his ear.
Viggo squeezed his friend’s hand tighter but didn’t say anything. Just having Sean close was enough…would be enough.
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The next day the therapist came to start working with Viggo.
“Sean, you come here and sit next to me.” Megan said pointing to the floor next to her.
“What’re you doing?” Viggo asked curiously.
“Since Sean is your primary care giver. I am going to teach him how to do a few exercises with you, and then later teach him how to massage your leg the right way. That way on the weekends when I can’t be here, you can still get your therapy in.” The young woman explained.
Viggo felt like bolting from the room, that is if he could bolt anywhere. He would love to have Sean touching him and that was the fucking problem. Last night as they had sat on the couch together simply holding hands he’d wanted so much more.
He silently hoped it would hurt so bad he wouldn’t embarrass himself, like the night before. He was in so much pain having Sean close was soothing rather than arousing as it normally would have been. This morning when Sean was helping him get dressed he’d had the overwhelming urge to kiss the other man and barely managed to refrain from it. .
Sean looked stricken, “Are you sure about this?” he asked Megan. Looking at her intently then looking at Viggo.
“Of course.” Megan answered unfazed by Sean’s obvious worry which she assumed was because Sean was afraid to hurt Viggo. His real reason was that he wasn’t sure how he could manage it. Bathing Viggo had been painful enough each night until he was able to start doing it himself. Sean would have to wank in the shower or he’d not get to sleep each night after that. Last night just sitting next to him holding hands all evening had been so arousing he hadn’t slept for hours after.
After a few exercises that left Viggo cursing both Megan and Sean’s parents for ever having children they left him alone for a few minutes to catch his breath.
“Fuck. You are demented, both of you.” He snapped.
“You are really doing quite well, Mr. Mortensen.” Megan answered sitting back on her heels grinning at the man. “Now is the really enjoyable part of it all.”
She shifted to a position beside him and started kneading Viggo’s thigh muscles. He grimaced in pain at first then it started to ease. She stopped when he sucked in a breath.
“Did that hurt?” She asked concerned.
“Not really…felt good and hurt at the same time.” Viggo answered.
“Good that’s how it’s supposed to feel at first, as the muscle regains it’s tension it will only feel good.” She answered. “Now Sean come right here…yes next to me. Now put your hands here, don’t apply too much pressure, there you go.” She instructed guiding Sean’s hands over Viggo’s thigh. Meanwhile Viggo had to focus on reciting the alphabet backwards in his mind to keep from getting aroused at Sean touching him the way he was, where he was. His long fingers stroking and kneading his thigh was almost too much for Viggo so he closed his eyes and continued to try and distract himself.
Sean’s hands were shaking and he was biting his lip trying not to get aroused, much like he did when he’d helped bathe Viggo all those times. This was absolute bloody fucking torture.
“Good. Now let’s leave him alone for a bit.” Megan said then and started rolling up her little mat.
The phone rang and Sean was so thankful he practically ran to the kitchen to answer it.
“You know Viggo the two of you can have oral sex.” Megan said stuffing the mat into her bag.
What the fuck? “W…What?” Viggo sputtered as he tried to sit up.
“Oh let me help you up, that shoulder is still a bit weak.” She said pulling him up by his good arm to lean against the couch.
“Excuse me?” He asked wondering what the fuck brought on that line of conversation.
“Well I was saying that…well it seems obvious that you two are very much in love and probably since this accident happened you two probably have not been able to be intimate. Sean’s obviously afraid to even touch you, so I was saying that there are other things you can do in that way. You know.” She explained surprisingly straight faced.
Viggo however laughed out loud. “You’ve got to be kidding me?” He asked incredulously.
“Oh…oh I am so sorry. I just thought. Oh God, I um I really put my foot in my mouth here didn’t I? I just thought the two of you…were you know…a couple.” Megan explained blushing beet red.
“No, we are just friends.” Viggo answered a little bit wistfully and cringed.
“But you wish it was more than friends?” She asked in a very understanding tone.
“God, am I that transparent?” Viggo asked shaking his head.
“If it’s any consolation I think he feels the same way.” She said crossing to the door.
“You are kidding right? Sean’s like the straightest man I know.” Viggo answered laughing.
“Then you need your head examined next time you go to the doctors office. That man is obviously head over heels for you. I have lots of very close friends, Mr. Mortensen. Friends I have had since childhood and they wouldn’t put their life on hold just to take care of me for an entire month or more. Just an observation.” Megan said turning the door knob. “Just give it some thought.”
Sean walked back into the room. “You’re leaving?”
“Afraid so, have several more patients to see. See you both tomorrow!” She called slipping out the door.
“Sweet girl.” Sean said softly and then set to helping Viggo up off the floor and onto the couch.
“Yeah, sweet girl.” He replied still reeling from what she had said.
TBC
Author: Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Sean B.
Rating: NC-17
Beta: None this time. Blame it all on me!
Warning: N/A
Feedback: Would love it
Website: http://www.lordsofgondor.com
Live Journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/sairalinde/
Disclaimer: This never happened...this is total fiction. Viggo and Sean are incredibly, deliciously real but sadly I can make no claims on them. This was written in fun that's all.
Archiving: Rugbytackling, OEAM, SL, LOM, GO, Others ask.
Summary/Notes: Viggo is in an accident and Sean drops everything to take care of him. “That man is obviously head over heels for you. I have lots of very close friends, Mr. Mortensen. Friends I have had since childhood and they wouldn’t put their life on hold just to take care of me for an entire month or more. Just an observation.”
This has been on my HD since January and I've re-written it 3 times! It was
tarnished_raven's last fic The Color of Roses that inspired me to wrap this one up. ---------------------------------------------------------------
The next day Sean drove Viggo to the doctor’s office. The doctor said Viggo’s leg was healing well, and removed part of the cast as promised. When Viggo hobbled out on crutches Sean was practically beaming.
“Took off part of the cast eh?” He asked crossing to Viggo, but stopping a few feet away.
“Yep!” Viggo answered grinning from ear to ear and then grimaced in pain as he tried to take another step. The pain was mostly from the leg being immobile for so long, or so the doctor had said. Sean frowned but stayed waiting for Viggo to make it to him. He had to let him do this himself even though his every instinct wanted to protect Viggo from any more pain.
“Well come on Hop Along lets get you down to the car.” Sean smiled helping him navigate the waiting room and sticking close in case Viggo needed help.
“So how much longer?” Sean asked as he drove.
“Not too much, doctor said the lower cast will come off next week and then I will just have to wear a brace for a while. She said the first few days it would hurt like hell since it’s been immobilized for so long, and it does but I’m so glad to have that cast off.” Viggo answered. She was right about it hurting like hell, but at least he was getting better. He could endure a little more pain.
“We’ll work through it.” Sean answered putting his hand over Viggo’s for a moment, and caressing his hand with his thumb. When he realized what he was doing he abruptly pulled away. Sean scolded himself mentally for doing it but it was too late now. Viggo just smiled at him with a strange look on his face.
When they arrived back at the house Sean allowed Viggo to do most of the work himself.
“Look at you, you hardly even need me now.” Sean said coming up behind Viggo which made him nearly stumble and Sean put a steadying hand on his arm.
“Guess I spoke too soon.” Sean frowned.
“Yeah…guess so.” Viggo conceded but it wasn’t for the reason Sean assumed. His saying that he hardly needed Sean made his heart nearly stop in his chest. He’d gotten so accustomed to Sean being there. His getting well, though he wanted his independence back, meant Sean would be leaving.
God, I am going to miss him when he finally decides I don’t need him anymore. Viggo thought to himself. If he asks me I will never be able to say I don’t need him. Because I do. I do need him. I need him near me always.
When Viggo finally made it into the house and sat down tears were streaming down his face from the pain and perhaps just a little from the thoughts of Sean leaving. Just that short walk from the car to the couch felt like his leg was being gnawed off at the knee by mountain lions and his heart felt like it was being constricted in his chest at just the thought of Sean leaving him.
“Vig, do you want a pain pill?” Sean asked concerned.
“No.” Viggo answered swiping his hand across his eyes and trying to will the pain away. It wasn’t working all that well.
“I think you are doing too much too soon, Vig. Please take a pain pill it’s killing me seeing you like this.” Sean begged brushing some of Viggo’s hair back from his face tenderly. Screw worrying about touching him too intimately, Sean couldn’t bear to see him like this.
“Don’t want them. Rather feel the pain than how they make me feel. I just…I just need to take it slow…the pain will go away once my body adjusts.” Viggo answered from behind clenched teeth.
“Alright, not going to force you.” Sean answered. “The physical therapist will be here tomorrow, so you might want to just take it easy the rest of the day.”
“Yeah…I plan to.” Viggo whispered. Sean started to pull away but Viggo grabbed his arm.
“Can you just stay here…next to me? Just for a few minutes?” Viggo asked softly.
Sean looked at him for a moment and nodded. “Sure, Vig. I’m here for you. Here…take my hand.” Sean said offering his hand. Viggo clasped Sean’s hand in his own and held on tight trying to use the connection with the other man to somehow force the pain away. It actually helped a bit.
“Helping any?” Sean asked.
“Some.” Viggo answered taking a deep breath.
“Good. I’m not going anywhere.” Sean answered then leaned over and gave him a friendly peck on the side of his head just above his ear.
Viggo squeezed his friend’s hand tighter but didn’t say anything. Just having Sean close was enough…would be enough.
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The next day the therapist came to start working with Viggo.
“Sean, you come here and sit next to me.” Megan said pointing to the floor next to her.
“What’re you doing?” Viggo asked curiously.
“Since Sean is your primary care giver. I am going to teach him how to do a few exercises with you, and then later teach him how to massage your leg the right way. That way on the weekends when I can’t be here, you can still get your therapy in.” The young woman explained.
Viggo felt like bolting from the room, that is if he could bolt anywhere. He would love to have Sean touching him and that was the fucking problem. Last night as they had sat on the couch together simply holding hands he’d wanted so much more.
He silently hoped it would hurt so bad he wouldn’t embarrass himself, like the night before. He was in so much pain having Sean close was soothing rather than arousing as it normally would have been. This morning when Sean was helping him get dressed he’d had the overwhelming urge to kiss the other man and barely managed to refrain from it. .
Sean looked stricken, “Are you sure about this?” he asked Megan. Looking at her intently then looking at Viggo.
“Of course.” Megan answered unfazed by Sean’s obvious worry which she assumed was because Sean was afraid to hurt Viggo. His real reason was that he wasn’t sure how he could manage it. Bathing Viggo had been painful enough each night until he was able to start doing it himself. Sean would have to wank in the shower or he’d not get to sleep each night after that. Last night just sitting next to him holding hands all evening had been so arousing he hadn’t slept for hours after.
After a few exercises that left Viggo cursing both Megan and Sean’s parents for ever having children they left him alone for a few minutes to catch his breath.
“Fuck. You are demented, both of you.” He snapped.
“You are really doing quite well, Mr. Mortensen.” Megan answered sitting back on her heels grinning at the man. “Now is the really enjoyable part of it all.”
She shifted to a position beside him and started kneading Viggo’s thigh muscles. He grimaced in pain at first then it started to ease. She stopped when he sucked in a breath.
“Did that hurt?” She asked concerned.
“Not really…felt good and hurt at the same time.” Viggo answered.
“Good that’s how it’s supposed to feel at first, as the muscle regains it’s tension it will only feel good.” She answered. “Now Sean come right here…yes next to me. Now put your hands here, don’t apply too much pressure, there you go.” She instructed guiding Sean’s hands over Viggo’s thigh. Meanwhile Viggo had to focus on reciting the alphabet backwards in his mind to keep from getting aroused at Sean touching him the way he was, where he was. His long fingers stroking and kneading his thigh was almost too much for Viggo so he closed his eyes and continued to try and distract himself.
Sean’s hands were shaking and he was biting his lip trying not to get aroused, much like he did when he’d helped bathe Viggo all those times. This was absolute bloody fucking torture.
“Good. Now let’s leave him alone for a bit.” Megan said then and started rolling up her little mat.
The phone rang and Sean was so thankful he practically ran to the kitchen to answer it.
“You know Viggo the two of you can have oral sex.” Megan said stuffing the mat into her bag.
What the fuck? “W…What?” Viggo sputtered as he tried to sit up.
“Oh let me help you up, that shoulder is still a bit weak.” She said pulling him up by his good arm to lean against the couch.
“Excuse me?” He asked wondering what the fuck brought on that line of conversation.
“Well I was saying that…well it seems obvious that you two are very much in love and probably since this accident happened you two probably have not been able to be intimate. Sean’s obviously afraid to even touch you, so I was saying that there are other things you can do in that way. You know.” She explained surprisingly straight faced.
Viggo however laughed out loud. “You’ve got to be kidding me?” He asked incredulously.
“Oh…oh I am so sorry. I just thought. Oh God, I um I really put my foot in my mouth here didn’t I? I just thought the two of you…were you know…a couple.” Megan explained blushing beet red.
“No, we are just friends.” Viggo answered a little bit wistfully and cringed.
“But you wish it was more than friends?” She asked in a very understanding tone.
“God, am I that transparent?” Viggo asked shaking his head.
“If it’s any consolation I think he feels the same way.” She said crossing to the door.
“You are kidding right? Sean’s like the straightest man I know.” Viggo answered laughing.
“Then you need your head examined next time you go to the doctors office. That man is obviously head over heels for you. I have lots of very close friends, Mr. Mortensen. Friends I have had since childhood and they wouldn’t put their life on hold just to take care of me for an entire month or more. Just an observation.” Megan said turning the door knob. “Just give it some thought.”
Sean walked back into the room. “You’re leaving?”
“Afraid so, have several more patients to see. See you both tomorrow!” She called slipping out the door.
“Sweet girl.” Sean said softly and then set to helping Viggo up off the floor and onto the couch.
“Yeah, sweet girl.” He replied still reeling from what she had said.
TBC
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Date: 2004-04-15 05:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-04-15 05:53 pm (UTC)*spits Diet Coke all over keyboard*
Damn! And people call me a tease! Wonderful as always. I love this one. Just seems so *hugs self* kind of feeling. Always looking forward to more!
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Date: 2004-04-15 05:57 pm (UTC)And people call me a tease!
hahaha sorry...I just couldn't control this bunny...such a capricious little thing. I am working on parts 4 and 5 right now so more will be coming along soon...and I promise to wrap it up with a good ole smut fest! *g* Hope I can make it worth the wait.
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Date: 2004-04-15 06:42 pm (UTC)you know, beanie is not the only one needing a cold shower now!
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Date: 2004-04-15 06:50 pm (UTC)eek...sorry!! I promise to make it better soon. :)
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Date: 2004-04-15 06:57 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-04-16 12:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-16 01:41 am (UTC)Angie, still snickering
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Date: 2004-04-16 02:04 am (UTC)“You know Viggo the two of you can have oral sex.” I definitely like her. :)
Wow!
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Date: 2004-04-16 10:39 am (UTC)*splorfle!*
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Date: 2004-04-17 03:55 am (UTC)The physical therapy scene nearly killed me!!!!
Plus Sean holding Viggo's hand to help with the pain was perfect.