Title: Not with Sean
Pairing: SB/VM
Rating: R
Archive: Rugbytackle
Author:
govi20
DISCLAIMER: I don’t know these men, it never happened: it’s all just in my head!
Viggo is not always an early riser, but today he is, He knows the reason why too. He stopped fooling himself quite some time ago; it’s tiresome and useless. He’s up very early because of Sean.
Sean who’s his guest and sleeps in one of his spare bedrooms. So close and yet so far away. He’s not sleeping on the on the couch or even on the rug like in New Zealand. That was then and now they can’t go back to that. History.
Yesterday night they were back there a little, just a small leap back in time. Memories of long exhausting days and crazy nights in an answer to that. The closeness of a group of people far away from home. Sometimes suffocating.
But not with Sean, never with Sean. So totally different they understood each other so well. Then Boromir died and Sean went away, leaving Viggo in a state of something bordering to despair.
Then the reshoots came and the pickups and Sean came back. It took him a while to understand that it had not been Aragorn mourning over Boromir, but Viggo over Sean. It took him even longer to accept it could never be. Not with Sean, never with Sean.
They still were friends though. Good friends, close enough to allow Viggo to walk in his guest room with fresh made tea. So he could wake his friend Sean.
His friend who drunk a little too much, but had been sober enough to undress. He was on top of the bedcovers, stark naked. He was on his stomach and Viggo wondered for a moment if he was glad or sad for that.
It was not the first time he saw Sean naked, of course not, but it was the first time he was on display like that. His smooth back rising and landing with every breath made Viggo stare.
The way he was sprawled over the bed made him look oddly like a male pin up.
He couldn’t help wondering what it would be like if he just shredded his clothes and draped himself over that body. Then would have the nerve to taste him, to devour him. What would it be like to make love to that skin, to run up his hands along that lean body?
If he had some sort of power to keep Sean sleeping, would he use that? Would he worship him with hands and mouth, eliciting dreamy moans from his victim. Would he prepare him carefully until his body was open and ready to let himself sink away in?
He could almost see it, expressing his love with his body, because he was not able to say it with words. Taking and claiming what should be his by right, or so it felt. Making Sean his.
But of course he never would. How could he just stand there and lust over his best friend. Shame and guilt washed over him: he turned around and went away.
On the bed Sean stirred, one green eye opening. Failed again.
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Date: 2006-04-18 08:04 pm (UTC)I loved this little glimpse into their lives. Makes me think there's something more going on that we'll never see =)
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Date: 2006-04-19 05:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 08:14 pm (UTC)there is a little mistake hereit had not been Aragorn mourning over Viggo
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Date: 2006-04-19 05:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 08:21 pm (UTC)Make it better?
*bats eyelashes*
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Date: 2006-04-19 05:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 09:41 pm (UTC)*laughs and wakes the neighbours*
Sean the predator, luring poor shy Vig! :D)))))))
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Date: 2006-04-19 05:20 am (UTC)oops...
Date: 2006-04-18 09:45 pm (UTC)Re: oops...
Date: 2006-04-19 05:21 am (UTC)Re: oops...
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Date: 2006-04-19 06:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-19 07:43 am (UTC)Thanks for commenting.
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Date: 2006-04-19 07:10 am (UTC)A great read! :)
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