rugbytackle | WHITE HEAT, part 3

Title: White Heat, part 3 - Fusion 2/6
Pairing: Sean/Viggo
Warnings: AU, RPS
Rating: NC-17
Archiving: Rugbytackling, viggo_cursive

mooms (Viggo)

govi20 (Sean)
A.N. : In this story Viggo is a photographer and Sean has taken over the welding company of his father.
Seguel to White Heat - Ignition and White Heat - Combustion

Part 1: http://govi20.livejournal.com/65474.html#cutid1

DISCLAIMER: we don't know these men, it never happened, it's all just in our heads!

2/6

~Sean~

I pick him up at the airport, and I am so glad to see him coming through the gate I have a hard time controlling myself when we hug. Making our way through the crowd, I can hardly keep my eyes off him, thinking about the little surprise I have for him.

When we’re in the car and his seatbelt is fastened, I show him the certificate they gave me a few days ago. I coped with the flight to Amsterdam and even though it will never be my favourite past time, I can live with flying to Los Angeles now.

He’s just as happy with it as I am, and I laugh at his attempts to get to me while strapped up.

“You seem to be fighting your restraints there. Was there something you were wanting?”

Before he can even start to unbuckle himself I drive away, earning me an evil glare and a muttered “just wait till we get there...”

When we stop in front of my house I feel a bit shy again, not sure if he’ll like it. But the moment we get in, he kicks the door shut behind us and pushes me up to it. I drop his bags immediately, giving in to him kissing me.

God, I am back to the horny teenager again. I grab his wrist and pull him with me upstairs, into the bedroom. This is my bedroom, so I think I’ve got the right to take the lead now, but he’s not just complying.

There’s an interesting struggle going on and we’re quite matched. Clothes are flying everywhere and we end up naked, laughing and me on top. I lean in to kiss him, delighted to have him here in my own bed, our bed now.

I can’t remember ever laughing during sex, but he seems to bring out the boy in me and it’s great. He tries to look serious: blue eyes looking innocently in mine.

“You haven’t even shown me around Sean, some host you are!”

“I’ll show you around all right Vig, just wait and see..”

~Viggo~

Sean drives off before I can get at him and as we are travelling on motorways and he drives the jag pretty fast, I can only wriggle in frustration, vowing that I will wreak my revenge at the first opportunity.

As soon as we get through the door of his house, I kick it shut and spin him round, pinning him to it and attacking his mouth ruthlessly. He drops my bags in surprise and surrenders for a moment, then, he remembers this is HIS house and he takes over, dragging me up to his bedroom with no ceremony.

Well I didn’t exactly expect to be carried over the threshold but he is not having this all his own way, so I start fighting back and in the process, we finish up naked, laughing and with him on top. I love how relaxed we are with each other.

Still cocky, he brags that he will “show me around”. Oh yeah ? Well this may be his bedroom and his bed, but I know a trick or two and I manage to flip us over.

I pin him to the bed and begin nipping his neck and shoulder, growling a little as he responds by bucking his hips up. I move my mouth down to his nipples, licking, sucking and then biting.

“Remember the ‘phone sex, Sean ?” I purr into his ear, then I can’t resist running my tongue around and giving the lobe a little nip ! He has beautiful, unusual ears, a little elf-like, delicate for such a strong man and very, very sensitive.

His green eyes are dark with lust and it is taking all my strength and body-weight to hold him down. My supplies are in my bag.

“Do you have….?”

“Drawer. Bedside table. Surprise…..” he manages to gasp out.

Still pinning him down, I manage to lean over and open the drawer and as I expect, I find lube, condoms and … surprise is right… a shiny new pair of handcuffs !

~Sean~

I should have known he wouldn’t submit that easily. He flips me over and w
then he starts sucking and biting my nipples I give in. Who would have thought I could get caught in such a welter of lust, just by my nipples. But it is still my bedroom.

When he asks me for condoms and lube I manage to tell him where to find them and I use the advantage of surprising him with the handcuffs to flip him over this time. Before he knows it, he’s on his back, and I am in charge again, cuffing him to the head board.

It occurs to me that I never really, really looked at his body and for some time I just lie down next to him. I let my hands roam over his body, feeling my way over soft flesh and hard muscles. His chest is covered with a thick pelt of hair, and I tangle my fingers in there.

The small nubs are erect, peeking out of the coarse hair and when I bow my head and take one between my teeth he moans. I roll the other one between my fingers, pinching it. He’s moving restlessly on the sheets, when I slide my hand down lower, stroking the smooth flesh of his flat belly, even lower, dipping my fingers in his navel.

I come up to kiss him, while my other hand travels down to his groin, carefully avoiding his cock. He’s writhing underneath me now, mouthing a “please’ in my mouth. But I don’t want to stop yet, my hand still stroking, I let my head go down and lick the hollow of his throat, his salty sweaty, needy taste on my tongue.

Travelling down, licking his collar bone, biting there, marking him. “Mine”, I think, and as he groans I say it out loud. His voice’s strained now, and he mouths agreement, “Yes, yours,” while he starts begging me,

“Please Sean, please, “ until I grab the bottle of lube and slick my fingers, kissing him one more time.

I feel almost giddy, knowing I have made him feel this way.

~Viggo~

Sneaky bastard ! He took advantage of my surprise there and I am underneath again.

“Fuck !” he’s cuffed me to the headboard this time and damned if I’m not turned on even more than ever. But he is taking things agonizingly slow now!

He spends what seems an age just looking at my body and then he starts exploring with his long, sensitive fingers and his mouth. This is torture !

He won’t touch my cock and he has me writhing and begging . I am losing the power of coherent thought now and when he bites me, possessively and growls ‘Mine’ I agree with him, while continuing to beg him for release.

He kisses me and begins to work his fingers into me. I raise my hips toward him and he pulls down a pillow and slides it under me. Through the fog of lust and want, I realize that this will be the first time he has taken me face to face and I fight to keep my eyes open, to look into his eyes, as he continues patiently stretching me.

I can’t wait any longer,

“Sean, please, now,” is all I can manage to groan and then I feel the blunt head of his fully engorged cock nudging against me.

He begins, the long, slow slide, but fuck this, I want him, all of him, now and I curl my feet round his ass, pulling him towards me and making noises, which don’t even sound human to me.

We are like two big predators mating and picking up my cue, he slams into me and thrusts hard, practically fucking me through the mattress.

He grabs my cock and with a couple of pulls I am coming so hard that I see stars and he follows me straight after, shouting my name and collapsing exhausted on to my heaving chest.

Rolling off me and disposing of the condom, he reaches up and uncuffs me, kissing me as he does so.

“Mine !” he says again, tenderly this time and I wrap my arms around him and hug him.

“Yours !” I agree.

TBC