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Title: 100% Blades

Rating: R

Pairing: SB/VM

Author: [livejournal.com profile] govi20

Archive: Rugbytackling

Summary: Viggo needs some discipline.

 

DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION; is NOT true, and did NOT happen. I write these stories for fun, and don't make any profit whatsoever from them. Do not know these celebrities and am NOT making any claims about what they do (or enjoy) in real life

 

 

 

 

I am sitting on the couch watching the video tape one of my mates from Sheffield has send me. He managed to tape me almost all the Blades games from last competition and that’s great. It’s one of the few bad things living in L.A.: very few football on t.v., or soccer as they say here.

I know it’s a bit childish getting all worked up about a game played probably two months again, but I am and I am thoroughly enjoying it.

The referee has just put up a yellow card when I hear Viggo come in.

I would preferred him to stay away a little longer, because even though he loves football, he can’t understand me watching games already played.

“Watching that video again, Sean?”

“Come on Vig, I never got past the first two games. This one will only take another 30 minutes, now let me watch.”
He settles next to me, making very clear with body language that he is making a sacrifice for me.  I ignore him and he doesn’t like that. I feel his hand coming up on my thigh, stroking.

I keep trying to ignore him, but when his hand moves to my crotch it gets quite difficult.

“For God sake Viggo, will you bugger off?”
”But I am bored Sean!”
”Can’t you go painting or so? That’s what you always do when I am not watching football!”

“Don’t feel like it. And if it were San Lorenzo, I would love to watch with you.”

I know I am beaten so I just sigh and press the stop button on the remote.

“Alright then, I am not going into a discussion about that crappy football team of yours. Blades are best and that’s final. Besides, any English football team is better than those blue and red ones you like to support. Except Man United perhaps.”

“Yeah right Sean, whatever. Let’s wait and see the upcoming World Championship.”

“Can I go back watching my game now, or was there something else?”
”I wouldn’t have rushed home you know, if I’d know you would be so grumpy.”

I turned on the VCR and tried to focus on the game again.

Viggo stretched out on the couch, putting his head on my lap. Seemingly content, he closed his eyes.

I was just getting in the game again, when I felt him turning his head, nuzzling my crotch, biting and humming softly. Despite my irritation, my cock twitched in reply.

“Okay, I have had enough, upstairs with you! I think you need a little discipline. You can be such a pain in the ass sometimes. But you’re going to do as your told.”

“Sure Sean, please punish me for being bad” he snorted.

I followed him upstairs, thinking about what I’d do with him when I got this bright idea.

“Strip and lie down on the bed on your back.”

I took the handcuffs from the drawer and cuffed his wrists on the headboard.

I picked up his black shirt from the floor, folded it and blinded his eyes with it.

I turned around and went to his atelier, opening drawers and closets until I found what I was looking for.

I stripped off calmly and straddled his lap.

“Listen carefully Vig: you’re not allowed to move until I say so. Stay completely still.”

He held his breath, his body frozen in complete stillness. I let my eyes wander over his body, he was so gorgeous and I would make him look even better. I chuckled to myself.

He was a bit sweaty, so I took a tip of the sheet and dried the lower part of his body, leaning in to put a chaste kiss on his cock. He moaned and I urged him to stay still again.

I opened the marker I had in my hand and started drawing on his lower belly.

I did a good job, art school isn’t wasted on me entirely and I was quite proud of myself.

“Look Vig” I said, taking the blindfold away. Now we really connect!”
He look down unbelievingly. On his belly it read : “100% Blades” and he yowled.

“You fucker, you wash that off me immediately”

“I can’t Vig, it’s the thing you use for writing that political stuff on your Tee’s. I think it will fade eventually though. Perhaps three weeks or so of nice hard shrubs under the shower will do the trick. And in the mean while it will be such a turn on for me: I guess I will be fucking you right through the mattress, starting now.”

“I will get you for this Sean, you’ll regret it!”

“Promises, promises.”

 

 

Date: 2005-12-10 01:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nanathecat.livejournal.com
I had a muscle sore for laughing too much. XD
Poor Viggo, he has to take a bath to wash down the ink carefully every day!
I love this Sean very much!

Date: 2005-12-10 01:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] euretta631.livejournal.com
Nice done!!
This is so cute that I can hardly stop my laughing~
"Let’s wait and see the upcoming World Championship.”hoho,I think it will get really funny when they watch the upcoming World Championship together in RL(dreaming)~

Date: 2005-12-10 07:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rotpunkt.livejournal.com
I love your the humour of your latest stories. The funny dialogues are too cute, and so typical for them. It´s so easy to imagine them like this.

Date: 2005-12-10 09:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tearsandrainxxx.livejournal.com
*giggles*
^__^

Date: 2005-12-11 04:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lab-jazz.livejournal.com
Another good story Govi, it was nice to see our boys laughing, romping and having fun with their sex. (Though I must admit that I personally prefer your more serious type stories) You're great at writing both types of stories.

Date: 2005-12-11 04:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brigantine.livejournal.com
This gave me a nice chuckle! Hey, Vig wanted Sean's attention... now he's got it. heh. ;)

Date: 2005-12-11 12:07 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] christian-howe.livejournal.com
Love it! The memory of this scene is going to ruin my concentration during the World Championship. I won't mind it, though... ;-)

Date: 2005-12-11 02:06 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] christian-howe.livejournal.com
So do I. However, living in Germany I can't escape the mass hysteria. It's already almost impossible to ignore now, and that's months before it begins... *groans*
So, thanks again for giving me something nice to think of instead!

Date: 2005-12-11 01:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nevanoon.livejournal.com
*wipes tears of laughter from face and keyboard*
Poor Viggo..

“I will get you for this Sean, you’ll regret it!”
“Promises, promises.”

I can imagine Sean rolling his eyes, I love him when he's ironical and mischivous like that! Very nice story, thanks!


Date: 2005-12-13 05:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] liars-dance.livejournal.com
*howls* This is brilliant - I adore them like this - I've often thought that Viggo would get really bored with Sean watching recorded footie and would want to distract him any way he can. [livejournal.com profile] moldava thought so too so we did this (http://www.livejournal.com/users/liars_dance/92053.html#cutid1) a little while back...

Date: 2006-01-01 07:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shegollum.livejournal.com
too cute! :-)
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