ficlet: Pre-Bean (VM/SB, PG)
May. 6th, 2003 05:14 pmTitle: Pre-Bean
Author: Archet
Pairing: Viggo/Sean
Rating: PG
Feedback: is wonderful!
Summary: Sometimes Viggo wants to go pre-Bean.
Disclaimer: This is fiction. Untrue conjured up tripe. No disrespect intended to these lovely men, am making no money and no claims as to their preferences or lifestyles.
Note: just a fic-bit found stuck away on a disk, not beta’ed.
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Sometimes, Viggo wishes that he had never touched Sean Bean. He wants to have never learned the lay of Sean’s long lean body, or the fact that licking the hollow of Sean’s throat coaxes groans that unravels Viggo effortlessly, making him need too much too fast when he only wants the sensations to last for days.
Sometimes, Viggo wants to go pre-Bean, back before the mere sight of Sean made him hungry, not for something in his belly but for Sean in his mouth, for Sean under his hands. Sometimes Viggo is certain he’d be better off having never seen Sean’s liquid emerald eyes drugged with pleasure, especially now when Sean is far out of reach and Viggo is left with the dark, wet nights of Helm’s Deep, wanting.
Sometimes Viggo wishes he’d never met Sean, never been wrapped in that low, toe curling voice that Sean uses when he loves, but Viggo only wishes until the phone rings, and that voice is suddenly with him again. Boromir’s part is played, Sean has gone away and Viggo misses him deeply, so deeply that sometimes he wants to forget, but only sometimes, and never for very long.
All it takes is the phone to ring late at night, that Sheffield tone funneled to him from over the ocean, and Viggo has to smile knowing that his wishes were not sincere, that he’d never go pre-Bean. Not for anyone or anything.
Author: Archet
Pairing: Viggo/Sean
Rating: PG
Feedback: is wonderful!
Summary: Sometimes Viggo wants to go pre-Bean.
Disclaimer: This is fiction. Untrue conjured up tripe. No disrespect intended to these lovely men, am making no money and no claims as to their preferences or lifestyles.
Note: just a fic-bit found stuck away on a disk, not beta’ed.
~*~
Sometimes, Viggo wishes that he had never touched Sean Bean. He wants to have never learned the lay of Sean’s long lean body, or the fact that licking the hollow of Sean’s throat coaxes groans that unravels Viggo effortlessly, making him need too much too fast when he only wants the sensations to last for days.
Sometimes, Viggo wants to go pre-Bean, back before the mere sight of Sean made him hungry, not for something in his belly but for Sean in his mouth, for Sean under his hands. Sometimes Viggo is certain he’d be better off having never seen Sean’s liquid emerald eyes drugged with pleasure, especially now when Sean is far out of reach and Viggo is left with the dark, wet nights of Helm’s Deep, wanting.
Sometimes Viggo wishes he’d never met Sean, never been wrapped in that low, toe curling voice that Sean uses when he loves, but Viggo only wishes until the phone rings, and that voice is suddenly with him again. Boromir’s part is played, Sean has gone away and Viggo misses him deeply, so deeply that sometimes he wants to forget, but only sometimes, and never for very long.
All it takes is the phone to ring late at night, that Sheffield tone funneled to him from over the ocean, and Viggo has to smile knowing that his wishes were not sincere, that he’d never go pre-Bean. Not for anyone or anything.
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Date: 2003-05-06 03:24 pm (UTC)Awesome fic!
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Date: 2003-05-07 09:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-06 03:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-07 09:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-06 03:53 pm (UTC)Such a great, wonderfully descriptive ficlet. Got anything else stored away on random disks?
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Date: 2003-05-07 09:43 pm (UTC)Got anything else stored away on random disks?
There's always something stored away, now whether or not it's worth reading is another matter.. ;)
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Date: 2003-05-08 06:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-06 04:50 pm (UTC)Uh uh. never going back.
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Date: 2003-05-07 09:49 pm (UTC)Uh uh. never going back.
No-no, must never go back. *g*
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Date: 2003-05-06 05:34 pm (UTC)Would love to hear Sean's take on Viggo. *g*
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Date: 2003-05-07 09:54 pm (UTC)Oh, don't tempt me. ;) Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2003-05-08 06:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-06 05:35 pm (UTC)And yes, like Lanna I tried to resist RPS on principle...but wonderful fics like this one soon converted me to the VigBean side of the Force...
Lovely--thanks!
~Kris
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Date: 2003-05-07 09:59 pm (UTC)worshipbe. Besides, they have the best, lightsabers...*snork*no subject
Date: 2003-05-06 08:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-07 10:15 pm (UTC)Hey, be careful! *slides Sean beneath you for a nice comfy landing*
Glad ya enjoyed!
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Date: 2003-05-06 11:21 pm (UTC)But the writing here is absolutely mind-blowing. This is a wonderful example. So sad and touching and tender. The loneliness is palpable. You phrase and craft it so well. More than any other pairing, these two break my heart every damn day.
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Date: 2003-05-07 10:37 pm (UTC)More than any other pairing, these two break my heart every damn day.
I know just what you mean. ;)
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Date: 2003-05-07 01:15 am (UTC)Insincere!Viggo. Tsk tsk. Silly man.
*loves*
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Date: 2003-05-07 10:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-07 07:15 am (UTC)never been wrapped in that low, toe curling voice that Sean uses when he loves
for some reason. nicely done.
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Date: 2003-05-07 10:47 pm (UTC)I don't think it's possible. *g* The toe curling is just something that's automatic whenever Sean opens his mouth. :)
Thanks!
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Date: 2003-05-08 12:10 pm (UTC)no subject
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