FIC: The Best Laid Plans... NC-17 (Final)
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rugbytackleTitle: The Best Laid Plans… Part 7 (Final)
Pairing: Sean/Viggo
Rating: NC-17 (for this part)
Author: jenolas
Summary: Sean is annoyed when his plans for a nice surprise for Viggo’s birthday hit many obstacles, one of which is particularly unpleasant.
A/N: In part inspired by THAT manip posted by rotpunkt and nevanoon
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It never happened and nothing is implied about the lifestyle choices of the men.
The Best Laid Plans… Part 7 (Final)
Any thoughts Sean had of indulging in a quick grope or of stealing a kiss or two from his lover soon vanished in the face of Viggo’s increasing frustration with the peak hour traffic, not to mention the fact that both he and Viggo had apparently been recognised by the fans screaming out for ‘Aragorn’ and ‘Boromir’ from the car that was caught alongside them in the slow moving crawl.
“Not that I don’t appreciate their support and all, but if I close my eyes and pretend they’re not there will they disappear?” Sean asked hopefully leaning back against the headrest and doing just that.
“Not in the mood for your adoring fans, eh? Me neither,” Viggo said offering the girls a wicked grin and a wave goodbye as he promptly took the next exit even though it meant taking a longer route home. “You can open your eyes now, the scary fan girls are gone,” Viggo teased reaching over to pat Sean on the shoulder.
“Nah, I think I’ll keep them closed Vig, … take a little nap.” Sean yawned sleepily.
“Are you feeling okay?” Viggo asked with concern.
“Yeah, I’m just tired.” Fifteen minutes later Sean heard Viggo’s voice as if from a distance,
“Wake up Sean, were almost there.”
Sean groggily opened his eyes just as they turned into the driveway and immediately felt uneasy as an unpleasant feeling washed over him. His memory of the scene that had been played out last night, no wait the night before, Sean corrected himself, returned with its full impact and he could not prevent an agonised whimper escaping past his lips nor from Viggo’s notice.
“What’s wrong Sean?” He asked, enfolding his lover in his arms the moment they were shielded from prying eyes by the closed front door. Even through the layers of clothing he could feel Sean’s heart was racing and when he looked into his lover’s eyes, Viggo was alarmed to see the shadow of a pain and betrayal in the green depths. As much as he wanted to take Sean to their bedroom an make love to him, to show him how much he had been missed, Viggo knew that what their relationship needed right now was not physical expression of their love, but emotional reassurance.
Sean knew it too.
“We need to talk, love,” Sean said as he stole a lingering kiss before leading Viggo in to the living room where, with practised ease, they settled on the sofa, Sean sitting between Viggo’s legs with his back against the Dane’s chest and securely wrapped in his arms. They remained silent for a while, enjoying the closeness, the pleasure of each other’s company, the joy of simply being together. “I’ve missed this,” Sean said finally breaking the silence.
“Yeah, me too,” Viggo agreed rubbing his cheek against Sean’s head where it rested on his shoulder. “You remember everything that happened before you collapsed don’t you?”
“Aye.”
“Then tell me what you were feeling. I want to understand what made you react the way you did,” Viggo implored.
“Like a jealous idiot, you mean?” Sean’s tone was self-depreciating and earned him a glare form Viggo.
“Well, not to put it too bluntly, but yeah,” Viggo replied with a smile knowing Sean would take the comment in good humour because despite the fact that they had both been hurt, their relationship was built on a solid foundation of love that had withstood more than one test in the past. Viggo had long since learned to overcome his own jealousy and accept that Orlando’s love for Sean was both unrequited and in no way a threat to Viggo’s place in Sean’s heart.
“Well like I told you at the hospital I had had a shit of a day but by the time I parked the car I was hard as a rock just with the thought of seeing you again, and of what we would get up to after the others left us alone,” Sean explained, gasping as he felt Viggo’s hand move down to lightly stroke the bulge that was beginning to grow in response to the arousing memory “I love you so much, Viggo, and wanted you so badly that the sight of you writhing so wantonly in Karl’s arms and hearing you moan his name like that simply broke my heart. What was that all about?”
“It was meant to be a simple birthday kiss like all the others had given me, but the bastard didn’t want to stop at one and wouldn’t let me go. What you saw was me trying to wriggle out of his hold, but he has years on me, and is much stronger as well and I could not break free. Your unexpected arrival startled him and he bit my lip…hard enough to draw blood and to make me groan with pain I had no idea he wanted me like that, that he was in love with me.”
“Neither did I although now that I think about it, Orlando mentioned something about Karl lusting after you last time I saw him,” Sean said, wishing he had remembered that little snippet of information two nights ago.
“Okay so you were really pissed off with what you saw, but you should have trusted me, had enough faith in my love for you to realise it meant nothing to me? Do you have any idea how much that hurt me, Sean? How deeply wounded I was to see the accusation of betrayal in your eyes?”
“Aye, probably about the same as I felt when you accused me of having it off with Orlando,” Sean replied, reminding Viggo of another painful time not so long ago.
Viggo had been speaking to Sean on the phone when he heard Orlando’s voice in the background asking to borrow a pair of Sean’s boxers. Sean had apparently thrown him a pair and ordered him to hurry up and gelt dressed because ‘me girls will be here any minute and they don’t need to see your skinny naked ass’. Viggo had put two and two together and come up with five and hung upon Sean in a jealous rage. Like Sean had done, Viggo had refused to listen to Sean’s protestations of innocence for over a week, finally relenting when he could no longer bear the misery he knew he was causing them both.
“Point taken. So where does that leave us, Sean? I know we are still very much in love, but what kind of relationship do we have if we no longer trust each other?” Viggo whispered sadly. Sean turned to face his lover with tears in his eyes, certain he knew what Viggo was implying and determined not to allow the words to be said.
“One that I intend to be a part of forever. I love you, so very much,” Sean declared vehemently, crushing his lips against his lover’s. It was a kiss of both passion and possession, reaffirming their love and easing the ache in their hearts.
“I love you, too Sean,” Viggo managed to say when the kiss finally ended.
“I know and I think we have been so happy over the years and so enthralled by each other that we both forgot that no one is perfect. There is a darker side to love, one that I’ve experienced much more than you ever will, so please don’t confuse a moment of foolish jealousy for lack of trust. Neither of us was tempted for a second by what Karl and Orlando were offering, despite what it may have looked like, right?”
“Of course not, that is what I was trying to tell you all along.” Viggo replied, nibbling on Sean’s ear lobe in that certain spot he knew drove his lover crazy.
“Yeah, well your words have finally sunk into this thick Sheffield skull, and I am sorry it took so long,” Sean said, the husky timbre in his voice indicating Viggo’s ministrations were having the desired effect.
“I’m sorry too, but enough with the words. I want you to make love to me,” Viggo said pushing Sean off him so that he could stand up. In a gesture of non-verbal communication Sean understood well, he accepted the hand that was offered and allowed Viggo to lead him into their bedroom.
Sean hissed slightly when the collar of his t-shirt pulled on the bandage covering his stitches causing Viggo to reconsider his offer.
“Are you sure you are up to this?” he asked, brushing a few strands of hair away from the bandage his concern for Sean’s injury making him oblivious to the innuendo until he heard Sean snigger.
“What do you think?” Sean asked as he moved Viggo’s hand down to feel hard bugle in his jeans. Sean groaned needily as his cock twitched in response to the touch of fingernails raking along it through the thick fabric.
“I think that my tight ass would be a far more suitable place than tight jeans for this to be poking into,” he whispered into Sean’s ear, closing his hand over the rock hard cock to emphasise his point.
“Christ yes! Get naked Viggo,” Sean ordered as he quickly did likewise, immediately pulling Viggo into a tight embrace as soon as they were both naked. The simmering desire that was always just below the surface burst into flames of lust and passion at the first touch of skin on skin. And when their already weeping cocks rubbed together in a long awaited greeting, they both almost came undone
“This is going to be short and sweet,” Viggo managed to say as he moved his mouth from the nipple he had been sucking on to give the other the same treatment.
“Aye, so how do you want it?” Sean asked grinning wickedly as he used his strength to slam Viggo up against the wall. “Like this maybe?” he asked as he pushed Viggo’s legs apart with his thigh the better to keep their cocks in delicious contact.
“Good a place as any,” Viggo laughed and proceed to kiss Sean senseless. “Lube. Now.” He ordered breathlessly, whimpering with need at the brief separation while Sean raided the night stand drawer for the lube, blood tests and the exclusivity of their relationship long sine making condoms unnecessary.
The anticipation became almost too painful to bear when Sean approached with an almost feral gleam in his lust darkened eyes and ever so slowly stroking lube over his glistening cock. Taking both of Viggo’s hands in one of his he slowly coated his lover’s ass hole with lube, carefully relaxing the opening before plunging his finger deep inside as he pinned Viggo’s arms against the wall above his head.
“Shit… more…please Sean….more…” Viggo begged thrusting his hips wildly as a second and then a third finger entered him.
“Want you so badly…need you…” Sean moaned as he tickled his lover’s prostate, his own need to be inside that warm, tight opening overwhelming in its intensity
“Fuck me, Sean…I need you too…” Were the last coherent words Viggo was capable of when he felt Sean pushing slowly inside until he was fully sheathed.
“Feel so good, love…so good…” Sean moaned.
His slow, gentle thrusts and sweet kisses were torture of the most pleasurable kind, bringing them both so close to the edge several times as Sean’s tender lovemaking always did. Every single cell in Viggo’s body felt the ecstasy of his orgasm when Sean finally lost control and began thrusting harder and faster until he spurted jets of hot, thick liquid deep inside his lover. Sean sank to his knees as his strength failed, and Viggo slid bonelessly down the wall to sit in his lover’s lap. They remained there, holding onto each other for support and exchanging kisses and secret words of love until while they caught their breaths enough to move to the shower This time the hands washing Sean’s hair felt right.
“So how long are you staying?” Viggo asked drawing the sheet over them both as he settled snugly in Sean’s arms, still feeling fully sated and already half asleep.
“Forever.” There was no other answer possible for either of them, and they both knew it.
“That’s not what I meant,” Viggo said smiling happily at the answer nonetheless.
“Oh, how long before I go back to work? Six weeks,” Sean replied kissing the brow that rested on his shoulder and feeling equally as drowsy and content. “By the way, love, happy birthday.”
“It certainly is now,” Viggo sighing with pleasure as he accepted the only birthday kiss he truly wanted.
the end
Pairing: Sean/Viggo
Rating: NC-17 (for this part)
Author: jenolas
Summary: Sean is annoyed when his plans for a nice surprise for Viggo’s birthday hit many obstacles, one of which is particularly unpleasant.
A/N: In part inspired by THAT manip posted by rotpunkt and nevanoon
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It never happened and nothing is implied about the lifestyle choices of the men.
The Best Laid Plans… Part 7 (Final)
Any thoughts Sean had of indulging in a quick grope or of stealing a kiss or two from his lover soon vanished in the face of Viggo’s increasing frustration with the peak hour traffic, not to mention the fact that both he and Viggo had apparently been recognised by the fans screaming out for ‘Aragorn’ and ‘Boromir’ from the car that was caught alongside them in the slow moving crawl.
“Not that I don’t appreciate their support and all, but if I close my eyes and pretend they’re not there will they disappear?” Sean asked hopefully leaning back against the headrest and doing just that.
“Not in the mood for your adoring fans, eh? Me neither,” Viggo said offering the girls a wicked grin and a wave goodbye as he promptly took the next exit even though it meant taking a longer route home. “You can open your eyes now, the scary fan girls are gone,” Viggo teased reaching over to pat Sean on the shoulder.
“Nah, I think I’ll keep them closed Vig, … take a little nap.” Sean yawned sleepily.
“Are you feeling okay?” Viggo asked with concern.
“Yeah, I’m just tired.” Fifteen minutes later Sean heard Viggo’s voice as if from a distance,
“Wake up Sean, were almost there.”
Sean groggily opened his eyes just as they turned into the driveway and immediately felt uneasy as an unpleasant feeling washed over him. His memory of the scene that had been played out last night, no wait the night before, Sean corrected himself, returned with its full impact and he could not prevent an agonised whimper escaping past his lips nor from Viggo’s notice.
“What’s wrong Sean?” He asked, enfolding his lover in his arms the moment they were shielded from prying eyes by the closed front door. Even through the layers of clothing he could feel Sean’s heart was racing and when he looked into his lover’s eyes, Viggo was alarmed to see the shadow of a pain and betrayal in the green depths. As much as he wanted to take Sean to their bedroom an make love to him, to show him how much he had been missed, Viggo knew that what their relationship needed right now was not physical expression of their love, but emotional reassurance.
Sean knew it too.
“We need to talk, love,” Sean said as he stole a lingering kiss before leading Viggo in to the living room where, with practised ease, they settled on the sofa, Sean sitting between Viggo’s legs with his back against the Dane’s chest and securely wrapped in his arms. They remained silent for a while, enjoying the closeness, the pleasure of each other’s company, the joy of simply being together. “I’ve missed this,” Sean said finally breaking the silence.
“Yeah, me too,” Viggo agreed rubbing his cheek against Sean’s head where it rested on his shoulder. “You remember everything that happened before you collapsed don’t you?”
“Aye.”
“Then tell me what you were feeling. I want to understand what made you react the way you did,” Viggo implored.
“Like a jealous idiot, you mean?” Sean’s tone was self-depreciating and earned him a glare form Viggo.
“Well, not to put it too bluntly, but yeah,” Viggo replied with a smile knowing Sean would take the comment in good humour because despite the fact that they had both been hurt, their relationship was built on a solid foundation of love that had withstood more than one test in the past. Viggo had long since learned to overcome his own jealousy and accept that Orlando’s love for Sean was both unrequited and in no way a threat to Viggo’s place in Sean’s heart.
“Well like I told you at the hospital I had had a shit of a day but by the time I parked the car I was hard as a rock just with the thought of seeing you again, and of what we would get up to after the others left us alone,” Sean explained, gasping as he felt Viggo’s hand move down to lightly stroke the bulge that was beginning to grow in response to the arousing memory “I love you so much, Viggo, and wanted you so badly that the sight of you writhing so wantonly in Karl’s arms and hearing you moan his name like that simply broke my heart. What was that all about?”
“It was meant to be a simple birthday kiss like all the others had given me, but the bastard didn’t want to stop at one and wouldn’t let me go. What you saw was me trying to wriggle out of his hold, but he has years on me, and is much stronger as well and I could not break free. Your unexpected arrival startled him and he bit my lip…hard enough to draw blood and to make me groan with pain I had no idea he wanted me like that, that he was in love with me.”
“Neither did I although now that I think about it, Orlando mentioned something about Karl lusting after you last time I saw him,” Sean said, wishing he had remembered that little snippet of information two nights ago.
“Okay so you were really pissed off with what you saw, but you should have trusted me, had enough faith in my love for you to realise it meant nothing to me? Do you have any idea how much that hurt me, Sean? How deeply wounded I was to see the accusation of betrayal in your eyes?”
“Aye, probably about the same as I felt when you accused me of having it off with Orlando,” Sean replied, reminding Viggo of another painful time not so long ago.
Viggo had been speaking to Sean on the phone when he heard Orlando’s voice in the background asking to borrow a pair of Sean’s boxers. Sean had apparently thrown him a pair and ordered him to hurry up and gelt dressed because ‘me girls will be here any minute and they don’t need to see your skinny naked ass’. Viggo had put two and two together and come up with five and hung upon Sean in a jealous rage. Like Sean had done, Viggo had refused to listen to Sean’s protestations of innocence for over a week, finally relenting when he could no longer bear the misery he knew he was causing them both.
“Point taken. So where does that leave us, Sean? I know we are still very much in love, but what kind of relationship do we have if we no longer trust each other?” Viggo whispered sadly. Sean turned to face his lover with tears in his eyes, certain he knew what Viggo was implying and determined not to allow the words to be said.
“One that I intend to be a part of forever. I love you, so very much,” Sean declared vehemently, crushing his lips against his lover’s. It was a kiss of both passion and possession, reaffirming their love and easing the ache in their hearts.
“I love you, too Sean,” Viggo managed to say when the kiss finally ended.
“I know and I think we have been so happy over the years and so enthralled by each other that we both forgot that no one is perfect. There is a darker side to love, one that I’ve experienced much more than you ever will, so please don’t confuse a moment of foolish jealousy for lack of trust. Neither of us was tempted for a second by what Karl and Orlando were offering, despite what it may have looked like, right?”
“Of course not, that is what I was trying to tell you all along.” Viggo replied, nibbling on Sean’s ear lobe in that certain spot he knew drove his lover crazy.
“Yeah, well your words have finally sunk into this thick Sheffield skull, and I am sorry it took so long,” Sean said, the husky timbre in his voice indicating Viggo’s ministrations were having the desired effect.
“I’m sorry too, but enough with the words. I want you to make love to me,” Viggo said pushing Sean off him so that he could stand up. In a gesture of non-verbal communication Sean understood well, he accepted the hand that was offered and allowed Viggo to lead him into their bedroom.
Sean hissed slightly when the collar of his t-shirt pulled on the bandage covering his stitches causing Viggo to reconsider his offer.
“Are you sure you are up to this?” he asked, brushing a few strands of hair away from the bandage his concern for Sean’s injury making him oblivious to the innuendo until he heard Sean snigger.
“What do you think?” Sean asked as he moved Viggo’s hand down to feel hard bugle in his jeans. Sean groaned needily as his cock twitched in response to the touch of fingernails raking along it through the thick fabric.
“I think that my tight ass would be a far more suitable place than tight jeans for this to be poking into,” he whispered into Sean’s ear, closing his hand over the rock hard cock to emphasise his point.
“Christ yes! Get naked Viggo,” Sean ordered as he quickly did likewise, immediately pulling Viggo into a tight embrace as soon as they were both naked. The simmering desire that was always just below the surface burst into flames of lust and passion at the first touch of skin on skin. And when their already weeping cocks rubbed together in a long awaited greeting, they both almost came undone
“This is going to be short and sweet,” Viggo managed to say as he moved his mouth from the nipple he had been sucking on to give the other the same treatment.
“Aye, so how do you want it?” Sean asked grinning wickedly as he used his strength to slam Viggo up against the wall. “Like this maybe?” he asked as he pushed Viggo’s legs apart with his thigh the better to keep their cocks in delicious contact.
“Good a place as any,” Viggo laughed and proceed to kiss Sean senseless. “Lube. Now.” He ordered breathlessly, whimpering with need at the brief separation while Sean raided the night stand drawer for the lube, blood tests and the exclusivity of their relationship long sine making condoms unnecessary.
The anticipation became almost too painful to bear when Sean approached with an almost feral gleam in his lust darkened eyes and ever so slowly stroking lube over his glistening cock. Taking both of Viggo’s hands in one of his he slowly coated his lover’s ass hole with lube, carefully relaxing the opening before plunging his finger deep inside as he pinned Viggo’s arms against the wall above his head.
“Shit… more…please Sean….more…” Viggo begged thrusting his hips wildly as a second and then a third finger entered him.
“Want you so badly…need you…” Sean moaned as he tickled his lover’s prostate, his own need to be inside that warm, tight opening overwhelming in its intensity
“Fuck me, Sean…I need you too…” Were the last coherent words Viggo was capable of when he felt Sean pushing slowly inside until he was fully sheathed.
“Feel so good, love…so good…” Sean moaned.
His slow, gentle thrusts and sweet kisses were torture of the most pleasurable kind, bringing them both so close to the edge several times as Sean’s tender lovemaking always did. Every single cell in Viggo’s body felt the ecstasy of his orgasm when Sean finally lost control and began thrusting harder and faster until he spurted jets of hot, thick liquid deep inside his lover. Sean sank to his knees as his strength failed, and Viggo slid bonelessly down the wall to sit in his lover’s lap. They remained there, holding onto each other for support and exchanging kisses and secret words of love until while they caught their breaths enough to move to the shower This time the hands washing Sean’s hair felt right.
“So how long are you staying?” Viggo asked drawing the sheet over them both as he settled snugly in Sean’s arms, still feeling fully sated and already half asleep.
“Forever.” There was no other answer possible for either of them, and they both knew it.
“That’s not what I meant,” Viggo said smiling happily at the answer nonetheless.
“Oh, how long before I go back to work? Six weeks,” Sean replied kissing the brow that rested on his shoulder and feeling equally as drowsy and content. “By the way, love, happy birthday.”
“It certainly is now,” Viggo sighing with pleasure as he accepted the only birthday kiss he truly wanted.
the end
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Date: 2005-10-23 04:22 am (UTC)Thanks for your great fic;)
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Date: 2005-10-23 05:21 pm (UTC)I managed to catch up today with the last chapters and I had a lovely time. You sorted them out brilliantly :)
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Date: 2005-10-25 06:28 am (UTC)" “Aye, so how do you want it?” Sean asked grinning wickedly as he used his strength to slam Viggo up against the wall. “Like this maybe?” he asked as he pushed Viggo’s legs apart with his thigh the better to keep their cocks in delicious contact. "
- with the icon nevanoon made for me and you referred to...(and yeah, that whole scene is a nice interpretation of the icon...)
And by the way, nevanoon´s own user icon is a great illustration for the "scary fan girls"...!
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Date: 2005-10-28 11:14 pm (UTC)*sigh* love that picture! Glad you liked the little scene it inspired.
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Date: 2005-10-29 10:18 am (UTC)loved it
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