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[asynje.livejournal.com]

New fic.
A little something for thelanguageKink people.
Beta by the wonderful jennandanica. Timely, helpful, patient. *sigh*

And this time, the sex is real.

Title: Ergi
Author: asynje

Disclaimer: This is so not true. Apart from the bit about the Old Norse words. That’s true, but I’ve stolen it, cause I myself am incapable of writing anything remotely true. I make no claims, no assumptions, and no money, merely fictional smut. With a linguistic streak, this time.

Pairing: SB/VM
Rating: R – NC-17
Summary: Sean’s a coward
Archive: Just let me know
Feedback: is good. Better than sex chokolate lots of other less good things. *S*

Warning: Old Norse in this. Consider yourself warned.
Beta: the patient, supportive, and downright wonderful jennandanica. All remaining mistakes are mine, and a result of interesting differences between Danish and English usage. We should have been more through back when we had the upper hand *grumbles*.

Notes: Se end of fic for information on the concepts “argr” and “ergi” and a translation of Viggo’s soliloquy.




Sean hadn’t been too keen on the whole penetration thing to begin with. He’d even felt a bit reluctant when Viggo first asked him, eyes dark and smouldering, but there was a certain thrill to it as well, Viggo giving up all control, handing it over to Sean. It had been great, hell, better than great. Hot and slightly sinful and he had gotten quite addicted to it.

But the idea of having something – somebody - inside of him just seemed wrong strange, somehow. Viggo, however, was nothing if not persuasive and Sean agreed to give it a go. And it had been okay. Not great. He certainly hadn’t gotten whatever it was Viggo experienced out of it, but it had been better than he had expected. A bit uncomfortable and quite painful to begin with but Viggo had been careful and taken it slow and in the end it had been okay. Still, he preferred to be the one doing the work, and Viggo didn’t seem to mind. Every once in a while they’d switch and that was fine, but he couldn’t help wonder what it was that made Viggo get all needy and whimpering, trashing underneath him. He assumed it was just a question of differing personalities, like the whole kissing thing, and left it at that.

But Viggo didn’t. He could feel Sean distancing himself the moment Viggo’s fingers made their way inside of him and it didn’t make any sense. Not when he compared it to the look in Sean’s eyes the first time he’d asked him, fingers trailing down the cleft of his ass. Then while reading a collection of Old Norse sagas he stumbled onto something that made him pause.”

Viggo and Sean are lying in bed. Viggo’s rambling on about Viking culture, book in one hand, Sean’s on his stomach, his mind divided between paying attention and enjoying the prospect of a whole Sunday with nothing to do.


“So you’re saying that your ancestors weren’t too keen on queers?”


Viggo shakes his head and waves the book around a bit. “No. What I am saying is, that they, much like most other cultures at the time, considered the passive partner as unmanly. He’d be easily recognizable as a coward in other aspects of life as well. Ergi, the power that makes a man arg, penetrates.
Women are penetrated, not men, and calling another man arg was considered a grave enough insult that he was indemnified if he decided to kill the slanderer.”

“Hmmhh,” Sean nods and closes his eyes, but they fly open when Viggo leans down and whispers: “And I think that that’s why you’re holding back. You’re afraid to be arg, to feel ergi. You think it will make you less of a man. You don’t realise that holding back is what marks you, what makes you a coward, what makes you arg.”

Sean turns, facing Viggo fully. “So this is where I get to kill you for free?” His voice is dry, but there is something in his eyes. A tiny flicker.

“No.” Viggo’s voice is calm but he can feel his heart hammering in his chest and his mouth is dry. “This is where I say that you want to be arg. You want to be taken. You want to be possessed.”

Sean moves – to turn away, to get up - but Viggo is quicker and suddenly his hand is on Sean’s shoulder, pinning him down. Sean knows that he could easily flip Viggo over but suddenly he can’t move.

Viggo’s breath tickles his ear and his voice, low and harsh, makes him shudder. “Lig stille. Min lille tæve. I could just take what I want from you now, couldn’t I? And you wouldn’t be able to do a thing. Wouldn’t want to do a thing. You’re such a tæve. En lille liderlig tæve. Jeg ku’ tage dig uden videre, kunne jeg ikke?”

Sean can feel his breath hitch as Viggo moves behind him, pushing the covers down, exposing his arse. Viggo’s hands are as gentle as always, but he is pushing down on Sean and his voice is silk and steel, making Sean blush, even though he doesn’t understand the words. He gets the meaning. And he is shocked to find himself respond, growing hard and breathless. He tries to roll over, but is rewarded with a sharp slap to his arse. “I said lay still!“

And Sean feels himself give in, go quiet and soft, wanting to fight but wanting even more to be pliant and yielding. And it frightens him, his body’s betrayal frightens him, but he can’t help it.

”Lig stille. Vær en god lille tæve. En sød lille tæve. Stramme, villig lille tæve.” Viggo croons and working first one then two slick fingers into him. He jerks and is awarded another slap. Viggo lets go of his shoulder, moving his hands to his hips, but Sean stays still, burying his face in the pillows.

Viggo replaces his fingers with his cock and at first Sean doesn’t realize he is keening, and then he doesn’t care, growing louder and more frantic, lust and panic fusing in his gut, cock throbbing. Viggo is tipping Sean’s pelvis, moaning: “Min, min, min, min” in time with his thrusts, and Sean is thrashing beneath him, hips bucking, hands clawing at the sheets.

Then the world explodes, and Sean with it and for a moment he is nothing but roaring blood and blinding panic.

Slowly, he becomes aware of Viggo half on top of him, gentle hands stroking his side and arms and face, and he realizes that he is trembling. Viggo is whispering in his ear now – “lille skat, lille elskling, jeg giver ikke slip, rolig, rolig nu, shhh” - but his voice is soft and Sean sinks into it, floating, while Viggo strokes Sean back into his body, strokes Sean’s body back to wholeness.

Sean feels a knot unravel deep inside and twists with it, turning to face Viggo. To kiss him. Viggo’s lips are soft and warm and Sean whispers “I love you so much.”

Viggo sounds hesitant all of a sudden. “Was it too much? I just--”

Sean stops his words with another kiss, and whispers: “Only for you, only ever for you.” And then he smiles.

~~*~~fin~~*~~

Note 1:
Old Norse: Argr - a crude form of abuse inferring that one takes the passive role in intercourse with another man. The noun is ergi - and there is the suggestion that anyone repeatedly & willingly doing so is regarded differently from other males.

Arg in the acient Germanic days had the meaning of ängstlich (afraid), feige (cowardly), geil (horny), wohllustig (lusty), moralisch schlecht (morally bad).
Also recall modern German uses such as ärgern (to irritate), arglist, argwohn (suspicion).

The Danes relate arg to Old Danish argh = gejl (horny), and trace it back to Old Nordic argr and with - as they say - euphemistic metathesis ragr = umandig (unmanly), blødagtig (womanly soft), ukysk (non-chaste), ond (evil), slem (bad).

There is also a link with Greek orxis = test and Old Norse o,gurr = penis, as well as o,gur-stund = vellysttime (hour of lasciviousness).

Women’s magic, seidr, was connected with ergi. It consisted of some form of - most likely - ecstatic trance in which the seidrkone or vølve was filled with ergi and enabled to see the web of wyrd. The chief of the Norse Gods, Odin, is in Lokesenna accused of practising seidr and as a consequence being arg. But Odin was a weird character anyways, so let’s just ignore him.


Note 2: Translation. Heh. You just had to know, didn't you?
For the smut-smurf in all of us.

“Lig stille. Min lille tæve. I could just take what I want from you now, couldn’t I? And you wouldn’t be able to do a thing. Wouldn’t want to do a thing. You’re such a tæve. En lille liderlig tæve. Jeg ku’ tage dig uden videre, kunne jeg ikke?”

“Lay still. My little bitch. I could just take what I want from you now, couldn’t I? And you wouldn’t be able to do a thing. Wouldn’t want to do a thing. You’re such a bitch. A little randy bitch. I could take you just like that, couldn’t I?”

”Lig stille. Vær en god lille tæve. En sød lille tæve. Stramme, villig lille tæve.”
”Lay still. Be a good (litt. sweet) little bitch. Tight, eager (litt. willing) little bitch.”

“Min, min, min, min”
”Mine, mine, mine, mine.”

“lille skat, lille elskling, jeg giver ikke slip, rolig, rolig nu, shhh.”
”Little darling (litt. treasure), little beloved (litt. little little beloved; -ling is a diminutive), I’m not letting go, easy, easy now, hush.”

Extra credits:
For the adventurous the pronunciation of “min” goes something like this.
"M" as "m" in "mine" + "i" as "ea" in "Bean" + “n” with the tip of your tongue up against the ridgy bits of your palate. If you feel as if you're swallowing the "n" (or the whole word) you're right on track. The whole thing should be said quickly.

Comments

[ash-llelo.livejournal.com]

Good God in Heaven.
There goes ANY hope I had of getting some sleep tonight.

Oh, the translations! Dear Lord, the translations!

”Lig stille. Vaer en god lille taeve. En sod lille taeve. Stramme, villig lille taeve.”
”Lay still. Be a good (litt. sweet) little bitch. Tight, eager (litt. willing) little bitch.”

*whimpers*
There.Are.No.Words.

iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou
moremoremoremoremoremorepleeeeease!

[asynje.livejournal.com]

Heh.

I'm glad you liked.
And I do hope you manage to sleep just a little.
To sleep, perchance to dream and all that
;)

[(Anonymous)]

That's extremely hot. Wow. Who knew Danish - is that Danish? - was such a sexy language? Even just to look at. It's very pretty. Love the not-submissive/submissive Sean. Damn. That's good.

[asynje.livejournal.com]

Heh

Yes, it is Danish. You must be one of the only people who find it beautiful, though ;)
I know I once had a link to an interview with Viggo in Danish. I'll go hunt for it if people are interested ?

Glad you liked *S*

[ribby.livejournal.com]

Oh lord, Danish!Viggo. Sorta like Danish butter cookies--once you've had one, you can't stop. *grin*

And the translations...*wibble* Wow. Hot, and hot, and did I mention hot?

And yes, SortaSub!Sean is also very nice. But Dom!Viggo, in Danish...*melts into a puddle*

Erm...wow.

Thanks!

~Kris

[asynje.livejournal.com]

I am glad you liked it *S*

I do have a feeling that the whole Dom!Viggo thing is just an act. But as long as it's a good act, I'm not complaining ;)

[carlajane.livejournal.com]

ThelanguageKink people... Smut smurf... sigh. Yeah. That'd be me.

This was lovely, a small naughty faery tale of a story. So sweet. Thank you for sharing.

[asynje.livejournal.com]

Hello fellow Smut Smurf (or as we would say - Smuds Smølf).
::waves::
Glad you liked it.

Thay are rather adorable when they got all worked up, aren't they ?
*S*

[versinae.livejournal.com]

May I join that crowd? Oh fuck. This is the best language ever. Fuck, I'm pronouncing it like German, and I really don't understand why it just *sounds* ten billion times hotter than any other sounds I can make for that language normally. Pronounciation guides = excellent. Oh, and the story was excellent, too. Vir!Viggo is excellent. "vir" is the Latin term for the "sexually inpenetrable penetrator" at the top of the social chain, who bosses all the other males around. Very excellently hot.

And back to the story, oh, so hot and wonderful. I always like seeing it when people kind of have to get used to certain sexual activites, because often you can't get used to liking anal sex or recieving rimming or something like that right away. And Viggo is such a sweetheart.

Thank you so much! *prostrates self, offers up chocolate*

[makamu]

Ohh! We likes it! But may I warn you of one thing: Wicked!Viggo is one of those things that easily becomes adictive. :) Wonderful nonetheless. And thruth be told I understood most of the Danish which might be because I am German *shrugs* Anyway, I want MORE!! :) Please! *begs*

[asynje.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the warning. But I'm fine, really I am.

I can stop anytime I want to.
*manic smile*

I'd imagine that being German helps *S*
Mein Deutsch is besonderes slecht, so I'll spare you *S*

Glad you liked it *S*

[versinae.livejournal.com]

Yay, someone else who is reading the Danish with a German (albeit school-learned) accent! ;)

[lamath.livejournal.com]

*speechless*

Eeep.

*faints*

[asynje.livejournal.com]

::fans lamath::

*S*

[lavingaround.livejournal.com]

”Lig stille. Vær en god lille tæve. En sød lille tæve. Stramme, villig lille tæve.”
”Lay still. Be a good (litt. sweet) little bitch. Tight, eager (litt. willing) little bitch.”

Love Love Love that. The whole thing is so (faints). Revives self.
God there is nothing hotter then being wooed by a foreign tongue. :P Great!

[asynje.livejournal.com]

Yes, foreign tongues are nice ;)

Using "tæve" is a bit of a stretch really. We'd normally say "luder" (whore) as in "little luder", which is a alliteration and thus pleasing *S*
But then again, Viggo is quite American, so he'd probably go for the ..ehm... doggy .. ehh.. name-calling. Yes, name-calling.

;)

[keelywolfe.livejournal.com]

Oh, wonderful! Thank you!

[asynje.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you liked it *S*

And you're welcome *S*

[cinzia.livejournal.com]

Oh. I... oh. I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't be more coherent than this right now and probably for a long time because of the sheer hotness of this fic, but I wanted to say... Danish! Sub!Sean! Hints of imperfect sex at first, and then... ohmygodthisissoHOT! *faints*
(See? No coherence here. *sigh*)
I adore you. Just that. :)

[asynje.livejournal.com]

*GGG*

Thank you.

And your coherence could have fooled me ;)

[jennandanica.livejournal.com]

once again, you already know how much i love this. you had me squeeing at first read-through and i kept on squeeing throughout beta'ing it. i would have thought the squee-ness of this would have diminished on my umpteenth reading, but having just read it again

*squee*

apparently not *g*

[asynje.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you still find it "squeeable" *G*

As a small token of my esteem I promise to remember to put periods on the right side of the thingies (the thingies being " " - we call them goose-eyes, but that's just Danes being weird *S*)

Couldn't have done it without you *S*

[fantasticmuse.livejournal.com]

Oh. My. God.

And now I'm expected to go and write a paper? Heh. Don't think my brain is up to that right now.

So so so good. You are my own personal hero! :)

[asynje.livejournal.com]

Uhh, thank you *S*

I tend to end up that way myself. I think: "No, today, you must be good and not read fics until 5 in the afternoon, so you can be productive."
But do I listen ?
Noooooooooo

Glad you liked it *S*

[archet.livejournal.com]

*sqee* + *rowr* = ohmygod. Love the not quite happy Sean and dommy!Vig's solution and his hesitancy afterwords that's so sweet and the Danish and just *everything*.

Sean stops his words with another kiss, and whispers: “Only for you, only ever for you.” And then he smiles.

*purrr*

[asynje.livejournal.com]

Yes, I made somebody purr.
Go me *G*

I'm glad you liked it.

*S*

[linda3m.livejournal.com]

Normally, my tent is firmly pitched in the 'Dom!Sean - sub!Viggo' camp, but this was a more than credible argument for the other team. Like Sean, at first read I didn't understand the words, but the meaning was perfectly clear. I like dirty talk in fic when it's done well and this was done extremely well. Using Danish made it even hotter on a number of levels. I love the way you managed to juxtapose scandalously obscene with tenderly romantic. This is a really sexy story.

[asynje.livejournal.com]

Thank you
::blushes::

I really did try to make Viggo go all the way with the talking, but I guess he's just to much of a softie for that to work ;)

[milochka.livejournal.com]

Terrific fic, asynje! Lovely to see the language-kink crowd come out in droves here. [Hey, count me in too! *mutters that Sean really should have been given more Russian lines in Goldeneye...*]

And Sean feels himself give in, go quiet and soft, wanting to fight but wanting even more to be pliant and yielding.

I love how you constructed this line... that Sean's decision is somehow not a conscious one -- that he *finds* himself giving in, rather than actively *deciding* to. Very nice touch there.

And we need more bilingual!Viggo (or multilingual!), definitely. 'Cause I've always believed that two tongues are better than one. *g*

[asynje.livejournal.com]

::blushes::
Thank you *S*

I second you on the tongues BTW *G*
What we need is somebody to do Argentinian!Viggo. Yum.
The Danish doesn't really do it for me *G*
At lest not as far as the languageKink is concerned.

[alexabond.livejournal.com]

Really great. I think you got the thing with Sean being afraid just right!
Your way with Danish amazes me.

[asynje.livejournal.com]

I am so glad you liked it *S*
For some reason I do dirty talk better in Danish than in English. More practice, perhaps.
;)

[karelian]

*explodes*

...I suppose I should say something coherent but dead women can't type. Let alone think.

I responded to this viscerally -- I was actually sort of shaking when Viggo slapped Sean, it was so utterly real. I'm not terribly much of a foreign language fetishist the way some people leaving comments here seem to be *g* but the raw feeling in this is overwhelming -- not at all contrived like a lot of dom/sub fic, just entirely vivid and emotional and wonderful.

Okay, I warned you I was not coherent.

Thank you!

[asynje.livejournal.com]

I was actually sort of shaking when Viggo slapped Sean
wow

::am awed::

Glad it worked for someone who isn't a languageKinker.

I still find the enthusiasm for my humble mothertongue *S* a bit odd. It's normally likened to a throat-disease and mad dogs barking but hey - whatever rises your tree-sap *S*

And you seemed very coherent to me.
But then again, I am easy to impress ;)

[msilverstar]

I love languages but more I love the tension when people are on the verge of something new. And in this fic the language is the conduit, just lovely.

[asynje.livejournal.com]

Yes, we can all understand that Sean's a bit nervous. As long as he comes round in the end. Or just comes ;)
am tired and shouldn't be allowed to type

[viva-gloria.livejournal.com]

Oooh, thank you! Language lesson, history lesson and hot hot smut, all in one! I wish you could persuade Viggo to record the dialogue from this fic: I'm sure it would be a great help (just don't ask 'help for what?') The language / cultural stuff was fascinating (and your comments about Odin being weird remind me of the whole Loki thing, too): but what made this a great fic was the way that the remark about cultural history opened up a new way of looking at the 'problem' for both of them -- for Viggo, in terms of taking without asking (in a safe framework) and for Sean in terms of simply submitting, giving up control.

[asynje.livejournal.com]

I am so glad you liked it.
I was actually a bit reluctant to skip the whole "What are we going to use as a safe word?"-issue but I figured that I could get away with it pleading artistic license. *S*

Funny, you should mention Loki. In the text I refer to in the notes him and Odin gets into this mud-slinging match - as you may know - both accusing the other of being arg. Odin wins. He may have cross-dressed and practiced women's magic but Loki has been a mare taken by a stallion and afterwards giving birth to a foal. Not to mention the incident with the goat.

Thank you for the feedback *S*