Unchained Words Part II - Coming to Power

[thevixenne.livejournal.com]

Author: Ashlyn K. Toliver

Fandom: LoTR – RPS

Pairing: Sean Bean/Viggo Mortensen

Prompt(s): 33 – Age Play

Word Count: 476

Rating: NC-17 (for kink)

Warnings: Daddy/boy role-play (which counts as age play in my book)

Disclaimer: Don’t know these beautiful men (wish I did) and I’ve never seen them doing anything like this (wish I had).  This is from my delightfully perverted mind.

Summary: Sean understands the power he truly holds…

 

Author’s Notes: Okay, I’m going to play a little in the 50kinkyways universe and going to take a wee break from the intensity of Lovers in Arms.

 

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It would be near impossible for Sean Bean’s legion of adoring female fans to envision their paragon of masculine beauty and rugged virility as a submissive – especially to another man.  It would be nearly unthinkable that he might come to find pleasure in being owned and that the freedom such play engendered would encompass calling another male ‘daddy’.

 

Within the confines of the playroom, where his lover of five years was his Master, Sean Bean was and did all of these things and more.

 

 

 

The forbidden words – “yes, daddy” – with all their connotations of protector and disciplinarian and the thrilling undercurrent of lover, rolled off of Sean’s agile tongue as easily as a silken caress.  In their lexicon of lust, the words were a mind-shattering, gender-bending, transgressive meeting of the vocal chords, tongue and upper palate laced with a rolling continental accent that held the power of erotic obedience.  The words always resulted in a begging, pleading, (sometimes bleeding) and spasming Sean in the throes of orgiastic bliss as Viggo, with the care and devotion of a well-trained Dominant, savored each and every climactic wave that swept through them both.

 

Yet it wasn’t the words in and of themselves that caused a tightening in Viggo’s groin every time a naked and collared green-eyed enchanter gazed deeply into his eyes and spoke the heavily-loaded consonants.  It was the power behind the words, the love and the trust that came with the both of them knowing how to bend, how to take each other over the threshold, but never to break.

 

It was Sean learning the immense power he had.

 

It was the various and sundry ways Sean could say those sinful and decadent words and lace them with a thousand meanings and emotions and in the utterance of two little words, could determine how Viggo would punish him – with extreme pleasure or soul-baring pain.

 

Sean said “yes, daddy” like Cowboy, with a sexy English drawl mixed in with a hint of Clint Eastwood, drawing out the single ‘a’ sound like a plucked harpstring.

 

Sean said “yes, daddy” like Alec Trevelyan, hard and cold with eyes like malachite, a sneer that could scorch paint from the walls and thoughts of mayhem and revenge on his mind.

 

Sean said “yes, daddy” like Richard Sharpe, with the rough and tumble rakishness that had made him irresistible to an idealistic young freedom fighter named Teresa.

 

And he said “yes, daddy” like Mellors, almost wickedly subservient with casual Cockney languidness in his voice and naughty promises in his eyes…

 

 

Testing the limits of this power, Sean would sometimes give his lover a sly smile and mouth the words “yes, daddy” silently – in public.  Of course, such inopportune timing always meant an uncomfortable chafing of Viggo’s tender parts against trousers that felt as restrictive as a chastity belt.

 

And Sean would grin devilishly, knowing full well that the discomfort he caused Viggo would have to be paid for.

 

Sometimes when they made love, and Sean was on top, sliding deeply into Viggo whose lean, lightly furred thighs were wrapped around his waist, he would whisper “yes, daddy” into Viggo’s ear, the breath of his torrid exhalation scalding the dark-haired man beneath him like a Greek meltemi, leaving them both sweat-soaked, bruised and shaken from the depths of their passion.

 

 

~Finis~

Comments

[govi20.livejournal.com]

Ah beautiful!

[thevixenne.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Sometimes the word just flow through me and I just let them lead me.

[crazylady42.livejournal.com]

Wow! Beautiful, descriptive, and a wonderful look into something so very private! So glad you decided to play in this challenge...can't wait to read your other entries. Thanks so much for sharing it with us! :-)

[thevixenne.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. I've started a new job and haven't had as much time to write. Not to mention working on a story with my writing partner Anne.

[brigantine.livejournal.com]

Oh, I like this ever so much! Age play is a tricky thing for those of us who generally find it squicky (mostly because of the way it tends to be presented as infantilism. Eew!), but imagining Bean saying "Yes, Daddy," like Sharpe is a lovely image. Or wickedly taunting Vig in public, when Vig can't do anything about it (except take his time plotting mutually sweet revenge). Heh heh heh!

[thevixenne.livejournal.com]

I am so glad that you liked this, especially because it is a subject that generally isn't your thing. I feel honored by your trust that you allow me to take you on this journey. And I couldn't help thinking of all the delicious ways Sean could taunt Viggo with "yes, daddy".