SPARRING PARTNERS - PART 11
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It's Viggo and Bean. I really hope you like it. Feedback is very much appreciated. Ciao!
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Title: SPARRING PARTNERS
Author: shegollum
Pairing: Viggo/Sean
Archive: Rugbytackle
Warnings: Don't read it unless you're old enough and mature enough, 'kay? A little angsty, I suppose.
Disclaimer: The thoughts and feelings exist but belong to others. Viggo and Sean had nothing to do with any of it. Not beta'd. All errors are mine alone.
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Previous part can be found here:
http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=shegollum&keyword=SPARRING+PARTNERS&filter=all
Saturday morning snuck up on them pretty quickly. They’d all but fallen asleep in the shower, ending up collapsing into the bed as soon as they’d dried each other off, curling their warm nakedness around each other, murmuring drowsy, sated “I love yous” into welcoming ears as they fell into deep sleep.
Sean woke first, confused by a rumbling snore that he knew wasn’t his. Disorientation quickly gave way to a moment of smug pride as he thought that perhaps he’d worn the other man out well enough that he could make that kind of noise – and not be awakened by it himself! Looking over at the hard planes of Viggo’s face relaxed in total unawareness caused his heart to lurch. Viggo slept on his stomach, his arm bunching up the pillow that his face was tilted against. Sean knew he’d loved this man for a long time…and now it was different. Deeper and rawer and more open in ways he’d never even considered before. A little bit of fear – of the newness, he supposed -- remained but there was no more uncertainty. He knew what he wanted and was going to keep learning how to best have it. He leaned over and pressed a soft kiss against Viggo’s warm, smooth shoulder, moving up to place another on his stubbled cheek. A warm sleep-heavy hand roamed over and stroked his thigh, making him think about staying, but he had some ideas he wanted to address so he quietly slipped out of the bed and out of the room.
Closing the bedroom door behind him, he went to the phone, calling for room service and ordering an enormous breakfast and a pot each of coffee and tea. He would have to remember to pretend to be disappointed that they had no kippers or herring anywhere on the menu when Viggo joined him. Breakfast would be up in about twenty minutes, so Sean threw on his clothes and rushed downstairs and across the street, looking for the chemist shop he’d noticed before.
Viggo woke later to the sound of Sean mangling what sounded like an extended Spanish ‘thank you’ in the other room. He lay there for a moment, happily reflecting on last night’s events and feeling a sense of excitement about what lay ahead. He’d been surprised to find that once their minds were in alignment with each other, their bodies had had no real problem figuring out how to follow suit. He hoped that Sean was as eager as he was to try other things, feeling his cock tightening just at the thought of it. He slid out of bed and into the adjoining bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, waiting until he heard Sean torturing a slightly less lengthy ‘adios’ followed by the heavy click of the suite door before he ventured out into the main room. He was surprised and happy to see a huge assortment of foods laid out on the undersized table for two. He kissed Sean soundly even as his hand blindly reached for an empty coffee cup to fill. He kept his other hand at Sean’s waist, holding him there while he quickly looked away to pour his first cup of coffee.
“So that’s how you are, is it, love?” asked Sean with a voice full of mock indignation. “You get a piece of ass one night and then the next morning you barely look at me over your breakfast!”
Viggo never missed a beat, picking up the full cup of coffee and holding it to his lips, breathing in the steam as he leveled his gaze dead on Sean. “As I recall, I didn’t get a piece of ass last night” he said slowly, looking decidedly predatory. “Nope. No ass at all, really. I’m sure I would remember that.”
Sean crinkled his brow, waiting to see where Viggo was going to go with this. He didn’t need to wait long.
“Yeah,” the American said as he moved a step closer and grabbed Sean by the front of his belt, unbalancing him and jerking him forward. “I fully intend to remedy that today,” he finished before extending his tongue for a long rough lick up the side of Sean’s throat.
Sean snorted and laughed, reaching down to paw at Viggo’s ass as he deadpanned, “You and me both, mate... you and me both.”
They kept looking at each other, sizing up the situation, enjoying the pretend struggle for dominance. Viggo started grinning first, followed immediately by Sean who barked out a loud chuckle before kissing Viggo and then moving away, snatching up a good-sized paper bag and bringing it over.
“I guess whoever is most prepared gets to go first, yeah?” As he said this, he dumped the contents of the bag on the floor, condoms and lube of every variety scattering everywhere.
Viggo looked down, starting to laugh even as he was also positively impressed. Kneeling, he started picking through the items, registering bits and pieces of information from the multitude of labels in front of him: Ultra-thin! Extra-large! Warming Gel! Ribbed! Lubricated! Flavored! Glow in the Dark! Camouflage! Liquid! Now with glitter! Sampler Pack! Textured! Haribo Gummi Fish!. His brain screeched to a stop on that last one and he looked up questioningly at Sean, wondering – and frankly, worrying about – how these might fit into the activities ahead. Sean saw what he had in his hand and laughed loudly.
“Oh, sorry mate! Those are the only wee fish I could find for you. They belong on the breakfast table.”
Viggo giggled, delighted that the ridiculous side of their relationship clearly remained unchanged. He’d always loved that Sean could sometimes be as silly as he could be. He stood up and this time gave Sean a proper kiss, long and wet and deep. When they stopped finally, they were both a bit breathless and definitely hungry – although not for breakfast. With a huge grin, Sean knelt and opened a box of neon orange condoms, pulling out a strip and tucking the end of it in his right front pocket before kneeling again and selecting a bottle of warming gel, placing that in his left. He stood and leered at Viggo, making an ‘after you’ gesture toward the bedroom. Viggo held his gaze, and then very, very deliberately let his eyes flicker down, slowly and voraciously skimming the length of Sean’s body and then back up again, stirring an immediate visible reaction in his lover. Viggo raised an eyebrow as he looked back into Sean’s face. With a calculatedly casual shrug and a tilt of his head, he knelt as well, quickly finding a box of plain, extra-large condoms. When he stood, he took the neon strip out of Sean’s pocket and then tucked the entire box of the ones he’d just selected in their place, allowing his other hand to drop and squeeze Sean’s large hard dick through his jeans.
“Orange has never really been my color,” he said, taking Sean’s face in his hands and kissing him long and hard, walking backwards into their bedroom without ever breaking free.
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Sean was devouring Viggo’s mouth, sucking and licking with a ferocity that was making Viggo feel decidedly wanted. This was soooooooo good. His brain was screaming at him to slow down and savor and remember while other parts were yelling at him to get this show on the road. While his instincts fought with each other, he did his best to accomplish both at once.
He grabbed Sean’s bottom lip with his teeth, sucking luxuriously, slowing the pace of the kiss and shifting some of the control back his way as he pushed his tongue into Sean’s hot mouth, loving the way it was welcomed there in something akin to a wet slick bear hug. He moaned and could feel his eyes roll back behind his fluttering eyelids, recognizing as they did so that he could feel his lashes brushing over the other man’s cheek. Somewhere he stored that memory for a poem, a painting, something…
He escalated contact at the groin level, grabbing Sean’s ass in both hands and yanking him snuggly against himself, immediately sensing his own pulse tripling as he felt the heavy hardness of Sean’s cock pressing against his own. He moaned into Sean’s mouth, feeling like he never wanted to leave this exact time and place. His hands crept upward and then inside the waist of Sean’s jeans, his fingers trailing against the sensitive skin as they found their way around to the button at the front. Viggo tilted his head and refocused his mouth on Sean’s neck, sucking lightly as he licked over the warm skin. Popping the button open with his thumb, he whispered into Sean’s ear, punctuating words and phrases with kisses and licks as well as unplanned gasps as Sean thrust against him harder.
“So...Sean...baby...what do you want? I suppose...since you came all this way...I...could let you go...first...unless...you want me to go first...” He puffed out a silent breathy laugh and Sean felt goose bumps form all along this path of air.
“Vig—"
Just then, Sean’s cell phone came alive with an ungodly inappropriate ring-tone set to “God Save The Queen”. With mixed snickers and groans, they both glared at the offending contraption for a surreal moment. However, Sean’s look of annoyance quickly changed and was replaced by a quick glance of apology toward Viggo. He could see that it was his daughters calling and said softly to Viggo, “Me girls...”
Before he could even finish his thought, Viggo was smiling and telling him to take it, knowing how much Sean loved and needed his daughters. With a quick kiss and a raised finger as though his call would only take a moment, Sean picked up the phone and his face instantly broke into a wide grin as Evie immediately yelled “Hi Daddy, I miss you!” without waiting for him to speak at all. Grinning himself, Viggo pushed Sean backward into a comfortable chair and went off to get breakfast.
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Thirty minutes later, Viggo was chewing thoughtfully on a gummi fish and finishing his coffee when Sean came barreling out of the bedroom, a ball of happy energy. Seeing Viggo at the table, he went to him, looking down and ruffling his hair, cheerfully exploding with, “Now where were we, mate?”.
Viggo looked up at him, sapphire eyes twinkling like crazy, lazily swinging a strip of assorted animal print condoms in a circle with one hand, holding a partial red gummi fish in the other. Sean just kept grinning at him, finally leaning down to kiss him deeply, tasting fake cherry flavor and coffee – and Viggo. He was happy.
Pulling another chair closer, he swung it around and straddled it backwards, facing Viggo as he talked about his daughters and what they’d had to say. They’d told him about school and asked about his flight (Was he okay? Were people nice to him? What movie did he see?) and wanted to know when they would see him again. But Sean seemed especially excited to report that Evie had again gone on about that silly corgi belonging to her friend. He pulled out his wallet, scrounging around until he found a piece of paper tucked inside.
“Remember, Vig? I had me assistant find a place near here that has corgi pups of the right age. I’d like to go see them today. You’ll go, won’t you? She gave me all the particulars right here...” His voice trailed off as he scanned the paper he’d unfolded until finally he burst out with happy laughter, shoving the paper toward Viggo.
“Look where we’ll be going today, mate! They’re in Vigo!”
Viggo looked, seeing that the address and the map did, in fact, show that the kennel truly was in the town of Vigo. Although spelled differently, he knew it was said just as his name was and it was only a few hours away. With any luck, even Sean should be able to pronounce it correctly.
He looked over at his mirthful lover with a scolding expression. “I wouldn’t be so quick to laugh, Chuckles. Looks like they may be the only thing in Viggo today!" He stood up, leaving an alarmed looking Sean in his wake. Viggo headed toward the door without looking back, finally calling over his shoulder, “Come on. Let’s go then. And grab some of those supplies, would ya?”
Sean grinned and yelled out a happy “Right!” as he scooped up all of their new goodies from their place on the floor and shoved them back into the bag, quickly following his lover out the door.
It's Viggo and Bean. I really hope you like it. Feedback is very much appreciated. Ciao!
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Title: SPARRING PARTNERS
Author: shegollum
Pairing: Viggo/Sean
Archive: Rugbytackle
Warnings: Don't read it unless you're old enough and mature enough, 'kay? A little angsty, I suppose.
Disclaimer: The thoughts and feelings exist but belong to others. Viggo and Sean had nothing to do with any of it. Not beta'd. All errors are mine alone.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Previous part can be found here:
http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=shegollum&keyword=SPARRING+PARTNERS&filter=all
Saturday morning snuck up on them pretty quickly. They’d all but fallen asleep in the shower, ending up collapsing into the bed as soon as they’d dried each other off, curling their warm nakedness around each other, murmuring drowsy, sated “I love yous” into welcoming ears as they fell into deep sleep.
Sean woke first, confused by a rumbling snore that he knew wasn’t his. Disorientation quickly gave way to a moment of smug pride as he thought that perhaps he’d worn the other man out well enough that he could make that kind of noise – and not be awakened by it himself! Looking over at the hard planes of Viggo’s face relaxed in total unawareness caused his heart to lurch. Viggo slept on his stomach, his arm bunching up the pillow that his face was tilted against. Sean knew he’d loved this man for a long time…and now it was different. Deeper and rawer and more open in ways he’d never even considered before. A little bit of fear – of the newness, he supposed -- remained but there was no more uncertainty. He knew what he wanted and was going to keep learning how to best have it. He leaned over and pressed a soft kiss against Viggo’s warm, smooth shoulder, moving up to place another on his stubbled cheek. A warm sleep-heavy hand roamed over and stroked his thigh, making him think about staying, but he had some ideas he wanted to address so he quietly slipped out of the bed and out of the room.
Closing the bedroom door behind him, he went to the phone, calling for room service and ordering an enormous breakfast and a pot each of coffee and tea. He would have to remember to pretend to be disappointed that they had no kippers or herring anywhere on the menu when Viggo joined him. Breakfast would be up in about twenty minutes, so Sean threw on his clothes and rushed downstairs and across the street, looking for the chemist shop he’d noticed before.
Viggo woke later to the sound of Sean mangling what sounded like an extended Spanish ‘thank you’ in the other room. He lay there for a moment, happily reflecting on last night’s events and feeling a sense of excitement about what lay ahead. He’d been surprised to find that once their minds were in alignment with each other, their bodies had had no real problem figuring out how to follow suit. He hoped that Sean was as eager as he was to try other things, feeling his cock tightening just at the thought of it. He slid out of bed and into the adjoining bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, waiting until he heard Sean torturing a slightly less lengthy ‘adios’ followed by the heavy click of the suite door before he ventured out into the main room. He was surprised and happy to see a huge assortment of foods laid out on the undersized table for two. He kissed Sean soundly even as his hand blindly reached for an empty coffee cup to fill. He kept his other hand at Sean’s waist, holding him there while he quickly looked away to pour his first cup of coffee.
“So that’s how you are, is it, love?” asked Sean with a voice full of mock indignation. “You get a piece of ass one night and then the next morning you barely look at me over your breakfast!”
Viggo never missed a beat, picking up the full cup of coffee and holding it to his lips, breathing in the steam as he leveled his gaze dead on Sean. “As I recall, I didn’t get a piece of ass last night” he said slowly, looking decidedly predatory. “Nope. No ass at all, really. I’m sure I would remember that.”
Sean crinkled his brow, waiting to see where Viggo was going to go with this. He didn’t need to wait long.
“Yeah,” the American said as he moved a step closer and grabbed Sean by the front of his belt, unbalancing him and jerking him forward. “I fully intend to remedy that today,” he finished before extending his tongue for a long rough lick up the side of Sean’s throat.
Sean snorted and laughed, reaching down to paw at Viggo’s ass as he deadpanned, “You and me both, mate... you and me both.”
They kept looking at each other, sizing up the situation, enjoying the pretend struggle for dominance. Viggo started grinning first, followed immediately by Sean who barked out a loud chuckle before kissing Viggo and then moving away, snatching up a good-sized paper bag and bringing it over.
“I guess whoever is most prepared gets to go first, yeah?” As he said this, he dumped the contents of the bag on the floor, condoms and lube of every variety scattering everywhere.
Viggo looked down, starting to laugh even as he was also positively impressed. Kneeling, he started picking through the items, registering bits and pieces of information from the multitude of labels in front of him: Ultra-thin! Extra-large! Warming Gel! Ribbed! Lubricated! Flavored! Glow in the Dark! Camouflage! Liquid! Now with glitter! Sampler Pack! Textured! Haribo Gummi Fish!. His brain screeched to a stop on that last one and he looked up questioningly at Sean, wondering – and frankly, worrying about – how these might fit into the activities ahead. Sean saw what he had in his hand and laughed loudly.
“Oh, sorry mate! Those are the only wee fish I could find for you. They belong on the breakfast table.”
Viggo giggled, delighted that the ridiculous side of their relationship clearly remained unchanged. He’d always loved that Sean could sometimes be as silly as he could be. He stood up and this time gave Sean a proper kiss, long and wet and deep. When they stopped finally, they were both a bit breathless and definitely hungry – although not for breakfast. With a huge grin, Sean knelt and opened a box of neon orange condoms, pulling out a strip and tucking the end of it in his right front pocket before kneeling again and selecting a bottle of warming gel, placing that in his left. He stood and leered at Viggo, making an ‘after you’ gesture toward the bedroom. Viggo held his gaze, and then very, very deliberately let his eyes flicker down, slowly and voraciously skimming the length of Sean’s body and then back up again, stirring an immediate visible reaction in his lover. Viggo raised an eyebrow as he looked back into Sean’s face. With a calculatedly casual shrug and a tilt of his head, he knelt as well, quickly finding a box of plain, extra-large condoms. When he stood, he took the neon strip out of Sean’s pocket and then tucked the entire box of the ones he’d just selected in their place, allowing his other hand to drop and squeeze Sean’s large hard dick through his jeans.
“Orange has never really been my color,” he said, taking Sean’s face in his hands and kissing him long and hard, walking backwards into their bedroom without ever breaking free.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Sean was devouring Viggo’s mouth, sucking and licking with a ferocity that was making Viggo feel decidedly wanted. This was soooooooo good. His brain was screaming at him to slow down and savor and remember while other parts were yelling at him to get this show on the road. While his instincts fought with each other, he did his best to accomplish both at once.
He grabbed Sean’s bottom lip with his teeth, sucking luxuriously, slowing the pace of the kiss and shifting some of the control back his way as he pushed his tongue into Sean’s hot mouth, loving the way it was welcomed there in something akin to a wet slick bear hug. He moaned and could feel his eyes roll back behind his fluttering eyelids, recognizing as they did so that he could feel his lashes brushing over the other man’s cheek. Somewhere he stored that memory for a poem, a painting, something…
He escalated contact at the groin level, grabbing Sean’s ass in both hands and yanking him snuggly against himself, immediately sensing his own pulse tripling as he felt the heavy hardness of Sean’s cock pressing against his own. He moaned into Sean’s mouth, feeling like he never wanted to leave this exact time and place. His hands crept upward and then inside the waist of Sean’s jeans, his fingers trailing against the sensitive skin as they found their way around to the button at the front. Viggo tilted his head and refocused his mouth on Sean’s neck, sucking lightly as he licked over the warm skin. Popping the button open with his thumb, he whispered into Sean’s ear, punctuating words and phrases with kisses and licks as well as unplanned gasps as Sean thrust against him harder.
“So...Sean...baby...what do you want? I suppose...since you came all this way...I...could let you go...first...unless...you want me to go first...” He puffed out a silent breathy laugh and Sean felt goose bumps form all along this path of air.
“Vig—"
Just then, Sean’s cell phone came alive with an ungodly inappropriate ring-tone set to “God Save The Queen”. With mixed snickers and groans, they both glared at the offending contraption for a surreal moment. However, Sean’s look of annoyance quickly changed and was replaced by a quick glance of apology toward Viggo. He could see that it was his daughters calling and said softly to Viggo, “Me girls...”
Before he could even finish his thought, Viggo was smiling and telling him to take it, knowing how much Sean loved and needed his daughters. With a quick kiss and a raised finger as though his call would only take a moment, Sean picked up the phone and his face instantly broke into a wide grin as Evie immediately yelled “Hi Daddy, I miss you!” without waiting for him to speak at all. Grinning himself, Viggo pushed Sean backward into a comfortable chair and went off to get breakfast.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Thirty minutes later, Viggo was chewing thoughtfully on a gummi fish and finishing his coffee when Sean came barreling out of the bedroom, a ball of happy energy. Seeing Viggo at the table, he went to him, looking down and ruffling his hair, cheerfully exploding with, “Now where were we, mate?”.
Viggo looked up at him, sapphire eyes twinkling like crazy, lazily swinging a strip of assorted animal print condoms in a circle with one hand, holding a partial red gummi fish in the other. Sean just kept grinning at him, finally leaning down to kiss him deeply, tasting fake cherry flavor and coffee – and Viggo. He was happy.
Pulling another chair closer, he swung it around and straddled it backwards, facing Viggo as he talked about his daughters and what they’d had to say. They’d told him about school and asked about his flight (Was he okay? Were people nice to him? What movie did he see?) and wanted to know when they would see him again. But Sean seemed especially excited to report that Evie had again gone on about that silly corgi belonging to her friend. He pulled out his wallet, scrounging around until he found a piece of paper tucked inside.
“Remember, Vig? I had me assistant find a place near here that has corgi pups of the right age. I’d like to go see them today. You’ll go, won’t you? She gave me all the particulars right here...” His voice trailed off as he scanned the paper he’d unfolded until finally he burst out with happy laughter, shoving the paper toward Viggo.
“Look where we’ll be going today, mate! They’re in Vigo!”
Viggo looked, seeing that the address and the map did, in fact, show that the kennel truly was in the town of Vigo. Although spelled differently, he knew it was said just as his name was and it was only a few hours away. With any luck, even Sean should be able to pronounce it correctly.
He looked over at his mirthful lover with a scolding expression. “I wouldn’t be so quick to laugh, Chuckles. Looks like they may be the only thing in Viggo today!" He stood up, leaving an alarmed looking Sean in his wake. Viggo headed toward the door without looking back, finally calling over his shoulder, “Come on. Let’s go then. And grab some of those supplies, would ya?”
Sean grinned and yelled out a happy “Right!” as he scooped up all of their new goodies from their place on the floor and shoved them back into the bag, quickly following his lover out the door.
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Date: 2005-06-22 11:21 pm (UTC)Angie
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Date: 2005-06-22 11:28 pm (UTC)You're teasing though :( But it seems as though you are worth the wait. So... next chapter when?
psssttt would you friend me so I can read everything else you've written?
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Date: 2005-06-22 11:48 pm (UTC)Looks like they may be the only thing in Viggo today
I can't stop laughing!!! That was fantastic :)
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Date: 2005-06-23 02:13 am (UTC)LOL!!!!
great chapter sweetie :D
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Date: 2005-06-23 11:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-23 02:41 am (UTC)Oh, this is awesome. Though I must say, the animal print codoms scared the hell out of me. Just...WTF?? ^_^
But this was so great! I'm looking forward to the corgis! ^_^
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Date: 2005-06-23 11:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-23 06:14 am (UTC)After the last two chapters of intense angst resulting in thrilling sex - which I LOVED - this chapter's mix of humour and relatively stress-free porn is an absolute delight. I've been left with a very big smile on my face. Thanks, Shegolum!
Of course it will get even bigger when the boys finally get the time to go all the way... *grins lasciviously*
But seriously, you're doing a great job here. The story rings true (if only!) and the characterisations of Viggo and Sean are really believable to me. Not that I have the faintest idea of what these men are actually like, but this is very close to how I imagine them to be.
Can't wait for the next chapter!
Leoxx
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Date: 2005-06-23 11:58 pm (UTC)