Ficlet: Beautiful and Wild - Sean/Viggo
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rugbytackleTitle: Beautiful and Wild
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marius2045
Fandom: Sean Bean
Pairing: Sean Bean/Viggo Mortensen
Prompt: No.38 - Aroma for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
slash_me_twice challenge
Word Count: 723
Rating: R
A/N: I saw a ducumentary about a zoo. *coughs* And this picture created by this story is actually one of my dearest fantasies for some years. Hmmm, Lions.
Warnings: Sex. With Animals. At least, kind of... :) Not real, written only for fun and my pleasure.
Beautiful and Wild
Viggo’s camera clicked in a steady flow. He wasn’t thinking. Just watching, focussing on the next picture.
The light was good. Sunshine, brightly and hot. Leaving golden shimmers on the soft hair and a perfect glow in the emerald eyes in front of his camera.
Muscles showed when legs and arms were stretched lazily. Slowly, they bend and he laid down on his stomach, arching the back in a graceful curve.
White teeth were bared to view when a deep yawn took hold of the untamed creature lying on the meadow with the green grass. A low growl escaped the broad chest, filling the silent around them.
“That is brilliant, Sean. Beautiful.”
A doubtful sound reached Viggo’s ears. Of course. He never believed him. He let go of his camera and cast a quick look at Sean.
His bare chest was covered with sweat. His nipples stood proud in the soft moving of air, touching Sean’s skin like a caress. The fingers fiddled with blades of the fresh green. The muscles in Sean’s arms stretched above his head twitched with excitement and fear.
“How does it feel, Sean? Does it makes you hard?”
Viggo’s voice is a low raspy purr, making Sean shift uneasily. The small move pushed his hips upward and he groaned at the sudden contact.
Another growl, more a deep rumbling escaped the broad chest. Sean’s head fell back when a wet tongue swept over his collarbone, licking it’s way up his throat to catch every salty drop of sweat.
“You think you could come like this? Not knowing if the smell of you is too much, making him wild? Biting and ripping open your throat to drink your blood?”
A scared gasp escaped Sean at the thought. And at the same time it made him only harder. He liked the rough surface of the tongue on his skin. He wished, it would reach down and lick his nipple.
Viggo chuckled. It seemed that he had read Sean’s thoughts. When the tongue really travelled deeper to lick across Sean’s proud little tits, he almost forgot to take the picture.
The look on his lover’s face was priceless. Eyes fell tightly shout while his mouth opened in a silent scream. Every muscle visibly under the golden fur seemed to swell and grow impossibly hard. Sean’s entire body went rigid, pushing up and against the heavy body covering his own.
Viggo’s breath caught in his throat while his finger kept on pushing the little button of his camera without noticing it. Fear reached for his heart at the sudden move of his lover and he flinched in shock when the loud roar of the lion filled the air. Large paws flexed and Sean yelped in pain. The heavy chain immediately tightened around the lion’s neck and pulled him back, away and off of Sean.
As soon as Mark the trainer and Simba the proud male lion were a few yards away, Viggo ran to his lover and fell on his knees beside him. Sean lay utterly still, breathing fast and shallow. Blood ran down his shivering shoulders and brought tears to Viggo’s eyes.
“I am sorry love. So sorry Sean. That was a stupid idea… sorry. Sorry love, I am so very stupid. But you looked so good… So beautiful just like the lion… oh my god. Sorry… so sorry Sean…”
He knew he was babbling but he couldn’t stop while his hands roamed over Sean’s arms, rubbing up and down. He yelped, almost screamed out loud when strong hands grabbed the front of his T-Shirt and pulled him down. He didn’t have time to breath in properly when his lips were crashed in a bruising kiss. Relief rushed through Viggo’s veins and he returned the kiss with the same fierceness. Desire in form of hot, wet tongues duelled for dominance, neither of them winning nor loosing.
The lack of air finally forced them apart. Blue eyes met heavy lidded emerald ones. He saw the smile in them, on Sean’s face and he smiled back.
“That was fuckin’ awesome, Luv.”
Viggo grinned now like the maniac he sometimes was and wriggled his eyebrows.
“So, wanna do it again? Maybe next time with a Tiger?”
The growl filling the warm summer air fell now from Sean’s broad chest.
“Ya wish, Luv. Ya wish…”
End
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Author:
marius2045Fandom: Sean Bean
Pairing: Sean Bean/Viggo Mortensen
Prompt: No.38 - Aroma for the
slash_me_twice challengeWord Count: 723
Rating: R
A/N: I saw a ducumentary about a zoo. *coughs* And this picture created by this story is actually one of my dearest fantasies for some years. Hmmm, Lions.
Warnings: Sex. With Animals. At least, kind of... :) Not real, written only for fun and my pleasure.
Beautiful and Wild
Viggo’s camera clicked in a steady flow. He wasn’t thinking. Just watching, focussing on the next picture.
The light was good. Sunshine, brightly and hot. Leaving golden shimmers on the soft hair and a perfect glow in the emerald eyes in front of his camera.
Muscles showed when legs and arms were stretched lazily. Slowly, they bend and he laid down on his stomach, arching the back in a graceful curve.
White teeth were bared to view when a deep yawn took hold of the untamed creature lying on the meadow with the green grass. A low growl escaped the broad chest, filling the silent around them.
“That is brilliant, Sean. Beautiful.”
A doubtful sound reached Viggo’s ears. Of course. He never believed him. He let go of his camera and cast a quick look at Sean.
His bare chest was covered with sweat. His nipples stood proud in the soft moving of air, touching Sean’s skin like a caress. The fingers fiddled with blades of the fresh green. The muscles in Sean’s arms stretched above his head twitched with excitement and fear.
“How does it feel, Sean? Does it makes you hard?”
Viggo’s voice is a low raspy purr, making Sean shift uneasily. The small move pushed his hips upward and he groaned at the sudden contact.
Another growl, more a deep rumbling escaped the broad chest. Sean’s head fell back when a wet tongue swept over his collarbone, licking it’s way up his throat to catch every salty drop of sweat.
“You think you could come like this? Not knowing if the smell of you is too much, making him wild? Biting and ripping open your throat to drink your blood?”
A scared gasp escaped Sean at the thought. And at the same time it made him only harder. He liked the rough surface of the tongue on his skin. He wished, it would reach down and lick his nipple.
Viggo chuckled. It seemed that he had read Sean’s thoughts. When the tongue really travelled deeper to lick across Sean’s proud little tits, he almost forgot to take the picture.
The look on his lover’s face was priceless. Eyes fell tightly shout while his mouth opened in a silent scream. Every muscle visibly under the golden fur seemed to swell and grow impossibly hard. Sean’s entire body went rigid, pushing up and against the heavy body covering his own.
Viggo’s breath caught in his throat while his finger kept on pushing the little button of his camera without noticing it. Fear reached for his heart at the sudden move of his lover and he flinched in shock when the loud roar of the lion filled the air. Large paws flexed and Sean yelped in pain. The heavy chain immediately tightened around the lion’s neck and pulled him back, away and off of Sean.
As soon as Mark the trainer and Simba the proud male lion were a few yards away, Viggo ran to his lover and fell on his knees beside him. Sean lay utterly still, breathing fast and shallow. Blood ran down his shivering shoulders and brought tears to Viggo’s eyes.
“I am sorry love. So sorry Sean. That was a stupid idea… sorry. Sorry love, I am so very stupid. But you looked so good… So beautiful just like the lion… oh my god. Sorry… so sorry Sean…”
He knew he was babbling but he couldn’t stop while his hands roamed over Sean’s arms, rubbing up and down. He yelped, almost screamed out loud when strong hands grabbed the front of his T-Shirt and pulled him down. He didn’t have time to breath in properly when his lips were crashed in a bruising kiss. Relief rushed through Viggo’s veins and he returned the kiss with the same fierceness. Desire in form of hot, wet tongues duelled for dominance, neither of them winning nor loosing.
The lack of air finally forced them apart. Blue eyes met heavy lidded emerald ones. He saw the smile in them, on Sean’s face and he smiled back.
“That was fuckin’ awesome, Luv.”
Viggo grinned now like the maniac he sometimes was and wriggled his eyebrows.
“So, wanna do it again? Maybe next time with a Tiger?”
The growl filling the warm summer air fell now from Sean’s broad chest.
“Ya wish, Luv. Ya wish…”
End
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