Fic: Sean Wants,Too (NC-17)
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rugbytackleTitle: Sean Wants, Too
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: SB/VM
Author: jenolas
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, did not happen, and makes no claim about the lifestye choices of these men.
Summary: Sean has a surprise for Viggo. Companion piece to:
Wanton Viggo
Night had long since fallen when Sean, having stopped for a few beers at his local pub after a gruelling day’s work, finally decided to make his way home. The house was dark and silent, and had an almost eerie feel about it, as if someone had been here recently. An impossibility with all the alarms and security locks he had installed, Sean reminded himself, shaking his head in disgust at his brief burst of paranoia. Besides, like any good Sheffield lad, he was more than capable of taking care of himself should he be confronted by intruders, Sean let reason override his slightly inebriated state.
“Who's been sleeping in my bed?” The words from one of Evie’s favourite fairy tales ridiculously flashed across Sean’s mind causing him to chuckle There was no one lurking in wait, and just to prove he had nothing to fear from the shadows, he decided could see well enough without switching on the lights as he stepped into the familiar surroundings of the entry hall.
As was his always habit, Sean then toed off his shoes and set them neatly by the door that was securely closed on the rest of the world. The mail he had collected from the letterbox on his way in was placed in the drawer of hallstand until he chose to read it, and he dropped his keys next to the phone before automatically hitting the ‘play’ button on the answering machine. He had no intention of dealing with return calls and such this late at night, but he mentally noted the few messages of significance, and breathed as sigh of relief that none were from Viggo telling him that his plans to come and stay a few days had changed. Just as bloody well, Sean swore affectionately under his breath, unable to keep from smiling as he imagined Viggo’s reaction to the surprise he had in store for his lover.
Right now, however, a nice long shower and a good night’s sleep beckoned and Sean began making his way upstairs, his eyes glittering with delighted anticipation, and his body leaving him in no doubt how much he wanted and needed Viggo, how much he missed the physical contact, both in and out of the bedroom.
As he reached the top of the stairs, he began to feel uneasy again, and stopped for a moment to peer into the darkness, trying to make sense of the feeling that he was not alone. Looking down the hall, he could see the bedroom door was partially closed, not wide open as he knew he had left it that morning and he approached the room warily, stopping in his tracks when a slight draught of moist air brushed against his face. His cock hardened instantly as he groaned needily, imagining he could smell the arousing scent of a freshly showered Viggo.
He closed his eyes for a moment, recalling the sight of water droplets trickling slowly down his lover’s body, and of how sweet they tasted as he greedily licked them from the soft skin, his tongue teasing Viggo’s most intimate parts, making him writhe and beg for Sean to take him, a request that Sean all too willingly aqueisced to, time and again..
All thoughts of intruders disappeared from Sean’s mind as desire and lust fired his blood, his hand moving to loosen his belt and release the pressure the fabric of his pants was placing on his hardened cock. Stepping out of his jeans, and caring not that he left them in an untidy heap on the hallway floor, all too eager to find his release in the comfort of their bed, Sean continued on to the bedroom, pulling his sweater over his head as he walked. About to cast this garment recklessly aside as well when he reached the doorway, Sean’s movement was halted by a seductive whisper coming from the darkness.
“I want you, Sean.” The raspy sound of the voice he loved so well felt as if Viggo were actually trailing his fingernails along his spine, sending bursts of burning desire to directly his groin. Sean sighed as he moved to stand beside the bed, unable to take his eyes from the incredibly erotic sight of his naked and needy lover that was revealed when Viggo reached over to turn on the bedside lamp, then lay back and held his arms out in wordless invitation.
“I see you want me, too, don’t you Seanie?” Viggo whispered, his eyes darkened with lust and desire when Sean could not help but whimper as a single finger reached up to lightly stroke his erection. It took him less than a heartbeat to decide that, in the face of what was being offered, his surprise and curiosity as to why Viggo had arrived early could be dealt with later
“Christ, yeah, so fuckin’ much! I was already hard just thinking about you coming home tomorrow,” Sean freely admitted, exchanging any further words for the sweetest of welcome home kisses that almost brought them both undone. Not wanting to find release so soon, they pulled apart sand simply lay facing each other, entwined in each other’s arms for a time, giving themselves a brief respite to breathlessly exchange “I love you’s” and to allow their hearts and souls to become lost in the depths of their wordless glances.
As pleasant and enjoyable as they found just being able to be together at last, their bodies were soon once again silently screaming for the physical closeness they also craved and soft kisses and caresses rapidly became more heated and passionate. Lips, tongues arms, and legs became more intimately entwined until the two became one, moaning and whimpering in needy, wanton unison until they could deny their pleasure no more, and the sound that brought them both more joy and contentment than any other, the sound of names being cried in the throes of ecstasy, filled the room.
“That was a bloody nice surprise, Vig,” Sean said sometime later as they lay basking in the afterglow of their loving.
“Yeah, couldn’t wait to see you Sean, I have missed you so much these last few months. It seems the closer we become, the harder it is to bear the separation. I wish our lives and careers did not interfere so much with us,” Viggo replied with a hint of remorse.
“Me too, and believe me, I know first hand how much those things can damage a relationship, but I swear I won't make the same mistakes again, you mean too much to me,” Sean said hugging Viggo tighter as if to never let him go. “I have a little surprise for you as well,” he whispered before claiming Viggo’s lips in a tender kiss.
“What might that be?” Viggo asked as he licked a few drops of sweat from his lover’s brow. Sean closed his eyes for a moment, just enjoying the intimacy of the touch, then propped himself up on his elbow so that the could look into Viggo’s eyes, allowing him to see the wicked gleam in his own along with the nervous, and to Viggo’s mind, seductive flick of his tongue between his lips.
“I have rearranged my schedule, and told my agent, and my girls that until you have leave, there is a great big fuckin', “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door!”
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: SB/VM
Author: jenolas
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, did not happen, and makes no claim about the lifestye choices of these men.
Summary: Sean has a surprise for Viggo. Companion piece to:
Wanton Viggo
Night had long since fallen when Sean, having stopped for a few beers at his local pub after a gruelling day’s work, finally decided to make his way home. The house was dark and silent, and had an almost eerie feel about it, as if someone had been here recently. An impossibility with all the alarms and security locks he had installed, Sean reminded himself, shaking his head in disgust at his brief burst of paranoia. Besides, like any good Sheffield lad, he was more than capable of taking care of himself should he be confronted by intruders, Sean let reason override his slightly inebriated state.
“Who's been sleeping in my bed?” The words from one of Evie’s favourite fairy tales ridiculously flashed across Sean’s mind causing him to chuckle There was no one lurking in wait, and just to prove he had nothing to fear from the shadows, he decided could see well enough without switching on the lights as he stepped into the familiar surroundings of the entry hall.
As was his always habit, Sean then toed off his shoes and set them neatly by the door that was securely closed on the rest of the world. The mail he had collected from the letterbox on his way in was placed in the drawer of hallstand until he chose to read it, and he dropped his keys next to the phone before automatically hitting the ‘play’ button on the answering machine. He had no intention of dealing with return calls and such this late at night, but he mentally noted the few messages of significance, and breathed as sigh of relief that none were from Viggo telling him that his plans to come and stay a few days had changed. Just as bloody well, Sean swore affectionately under his breath, unable to keep from smiling as he imagined Viggo’s reaction to the surprise he had in store for his lover.
Right now, however, a nice long shower and a good night’s sleep beckoned and Sean began making his way upstairs, his eyes glittering with delighted anticipation, and his body leaving him in no doubt how much he wanted and needed Viggo, how much he missed the physical contact, both in and out of the bedroom.
As he reached the top of the stairs, he began to feel uneasy again, and stopped for a moment to peer into the darkness, trying to make sense of the feeling that he was not alone. Looking down the hall, he could see the bedroom door was partially closed, not wide open as he knew he had left it that morning and he approached the room warily, stopping in his tracks when a slight draught of moist air brushed against his face. His cock hardened instantly as he groaned needily, imagining he could smell the arousing scent of a freshly showered Viggo.
He closed his eyes for a moment, recalling the sight of water droplets trickling slowly down his lover’s body, and of how sweet they tasted as he greedily licked them from the soft skin, his tongue teasing Viggo’s most intimate parts, making him writhe and beg for Sean to take him, a request that Sean all too willingly aqueisced to, time and again..
All thoughts of intruders disappeared from Sean’s mind as desire and lust fired his blood, his hand moving to loosen his belt and release the pressure the fabric of his pants was placing on his hardened cock. Stepping out of his jeans, and caring not that he left them in an untidy heap on the hallway floor, all too eager to find his release in the comfort of their bed, Sean continued on to the bedroom, pulling his sweater over his head as he walked. About to cast this garment recklessly aside as well when he reached the doorway, Sean’s movement was halted by a seductive whisper coming from the darkness.
“I want you, Sean.” The raspy sound of the voice he loved so well felt as if Viggo were actually trailing his fingernails along his spine, sending bursts of burning desire to directly his groin. Sean sighed as he moved to stand beside the bed, unable to take his eyes from the incredibly erotic sight of his naked and needy lover that was revealed when Viggo reached over to turn on the bedside lamp, then lay back and held his arms out in wordless invitation.
“I see you want me, too, don’t you Seanie?” Viggo whispered, his eyes darkened with lust and desire when Sean could not help but whimper as a single finger reached up to lightly stroke his erection. It took him less than a heartbeat to decide that, in the face of what was being offered, his surprise and curiosity as to why Viggo had arrived early could be dealt with later
“Christ, yeah, so fuckin’ much! I was already hard just thinking about you coming home tomorrow,” Sean freely admitted, exchanging any further words for the sweetest of welcome home kisses that almost brought them both undone. Not wanting to find release so soon, they pulled apart sand simply lay facing each other, entwined in each other’s arms for a time, giving themselves a brief respite to breathlessly exchange “I love you’s” and to allow their hearts and souls to become lost in the depths of their wordless glances.
As pleasant and enjoyable as they found just being able to be together at last, their bodies were soon once again silently screaming for the physical closeness they also craved and soft kisses and caresses rapidly became more heated and passionate. Lips, tongues arms, and legs became more intimately entwined until the two became one, moaning and whimpering in needy, wanton unison until they could deny their pleasure no more, and the sound that brought them both more joy and contentment than any other, the sound of names being cried in the throes of ecstasy, filled the room.
“That was a bloody nice surprise, Vig,” Sean said sometime later as they lay basking in the afterglow of their loving.
“Yeah, couldn’t wait to see you Sean, I have missed you so much these last few months. It seems the closer we become, the harder it is to bear the separation. I wish our lives and careers did not interfere so much with us,” Viggo replied with a hint of remorse.
“Me too, and believe me, I know first hand how much those things can damage a relationship, but I swear I won't make the same mistakes again, you mean too much to me,” Sean said hugging Viggo tighter as if to never let him go. “I have a little surprise for you as well,” he whispered before claiming Viggo’s lips in a tender kiss.
“What might that be?” Viggo asked as he licked a few drops of sweat from his lover’s brow. Sean closed his eyes for a moment, just enjoying the intimacy of the touch, then propped himself up on his elbow so that the could look into Viggo’s eyes, allowing him to see the wicked gleam in his own along with the nervous, and to Viggo’s mind, seductive flick of his tongue between his lips.
“I have rearranged my schedule, and told my agent, and my girls that until you have leave, there is a great big fuckin', “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door!”
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Date: 2006-04-08 05:38 am (UTC)Your witing is always a soft gentle look into their lives...I love it
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Date: 2006-04-08 06:24 am (UTC)As for soft and gentle, I love them like that too! To be totally honest, it's really the only way I want to write about them, and read about them in most cases ( no offense to those who prefer the more 'gritty' stories).
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