FIC: Jet Lag (SB/VM, NC-17)
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rugbytackleTitle: "Jet Lag"
Series: 3/3 in the "In Flight" series
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jenmstar
E-mail: jenstar2421@yahoo.com
Pairing: SB/VM
Rating: NC-17
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rugbytackle fellow_shippers sons_of_gondor Any one else just ask.
Disclaimer: This just fiction.
Summary: After landing...
Thanks: Special thanks tojennandanica for the beta and the support. And thanks to everyone else for the feedback on the first and second parts.
Notes: Part One is here and Part Two is here
Sean awoke groggily to the monotone voice of a flight attendant announcing that they were beginning their descent into London so would everyone please bring their seat backs and tray tables into the upright and locked position. Sean felt Viggo lift his head from on top of Sean's. Only then did Sean set about the difficult task of trying to straighten his own neck. When he was finally sitting upright again he turned and looked at Viggo.
"I guess that answered the question of what to do for the rest of the flight," he said.
"Are you complaining?" Viggo grinned.
"No, not really," Sean replied.
"Not really?" Viggo answered, raising an eyebrow. "Was there something else you would rather have been doing?"
"Well," Sean grinned, "I did hear Craig mention something to Karl about the bathroom and an initiation into the Mile High Club. But," he quickly glanced at the blinking 'fasten seat-belt sign' "I guess it's a bit to late for that now."
"No it isn't," Viggo stated. Then noticing the confused look on Sean's face he clarified, "Well, it's a bit late to do so on this trip, but there's always the flight to the New Zealand premiere..."
Sean's face lit up as he said, "Sounds good to me."
The plane finally made its grinding halt at the gate and everyone stood, stretched, and collected their bags. As a group they made their way out of the airport to the limos waiting for them. Sean and Viggo found themselves herded into a limo with Hugo, Craig, Harry, and Karl. Viggo heard Sean make a small snorting noise. He looked across the car and noticed a rather tired looking Karl having a difficult time trying to find a comfortable way to sit. Next to Karl, an equally tired looking Craig grinned smugly to himself.
Sean turned to Viggo and whispered softly in his ear, "Next time," before laying his head on Viggo's shoulder.
Viggo brought his arm around Sean's shoulder and drew Sean even closer to him as he settled his head against Sean's. Just before he closed his eyes he noticed that now Craig and Karl were looking at them and smirking. He figured it was a small price to pay.
Checking in at the hotel took forever as the Hobbits and Orli were the first in line and were trying to figure out how they could all be in rooms with the views that they wanted while still being close to each other. By the time Sean got to the front of the line all he cared about was getting a room as far away from the Hobbits as possible. From what he could overhear of the conversation next to him, Viggo was telling the clerk helping him the same thing. They both finished about the same time and slowly made their way to the elevator.
"What are you planning on doing the rest of the day?" Sean asked once the doors had closed.
"Taking a nap" Viggo answered. "And you?"
"The same."
There was a moment of silence in which Viggo suddenly found the floor very interesting. Sean was sure he had said something wrong, though he wasn't sure what.
"Join me?" Viggo asked suddenly.
Sean, feeling inexplicably shy, blushed slightly as he agreed. They made their way out of the elevator but stopped at the corridor as Sean turned to go right and Viggo turned to go left.
"My room's this way," Sean stated heading toward the hallway.
"And my room's this way," Viggo said, gesturing down the opposing hallway. "What's your point?"
"I don't know. What do we do now?"
"We could arm wrestle for it."
"Or we could go back down and get a single room for the both of us."
"Hmmm... That's an idea."
"I was just joking."
"I know. But it did sound kinda nice."
"Yeah."
"So..." Viggo said, glancing around.
"Come on," Sean said, deciding he'd had enough of this, "let's go to your room."
Viggo grinned, taking Sean's hand and leading him down the hall. Once inside the room they dropped their bags on the floor and looked around. Viggo walked over to the chair by the bed, removed his shirt and laid it down neatly.
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"I'm about ready to drop," he said. "But feel free to take a shower." He glanced down at Sean's pants. Feeling a little embarrassed, Sean turned and went into the bathroom. As he entered the bathroom he turned to close the door and caught sight of Viggo stripping off his pants and laying them over the chair before climbing into bed wearing only his boxers. Quickly he closed the door and turned the shower on. Gingerly he stripped the denim from his body and climbed in. He washed quickly and debated about brushing his teeth but decided it wasn't worth the time it would take to locate his toothbrush in his bag. He quickly wrapped the towel around his waist, gathered up his clothes, and emerged into the bedroom.
He looked at Viggo lying peacefully in the bed and suddenly sleep never sounded so good. He was just about to discard the towel and climb in beside Viggo when he remembered that Viggo was still wearing his boxers. Sean felt odd about getting into bed naked when he was sleeping with someone who was wearing clothes. He stumbled over to where he had dropped his bag earlier and bent over to undo the zipper.
"What are you doing?" called a groggy voice from the bed.
"Just trying to find my underwear."
"Why?"
"Well," Sean faltered, "you're wearing underwear and I know it sounds daft, but I feel odd sleeping naked when the other person isn't."
"Oh." There was a quick rustling under the covers and Viggo tossed his boxers onto the chair on top of his pants. "Now get in here. I'm tired."
Sean was more than happy to comply as he undid the towel from around his waist and let it fall to the floor as he approached the bed. He peeled back the covers, stole a quick look at Viggo's naked body, and climbed into bed. After a moment's hesitation he curled up against Viggo, wrapped his arms around Viggo's waist, and fell asleep.
When Sean awoke a couple of hours later he could see that there was just a bit of failing light coming into the room through the curtains. He sighed happily to himself and stretched his legs, trying not to disturb Viggo.
"You finally awake?"
Sean jumped a bit, startled at hearing Viggo's voice. "You're awake."
He could hear the grin in Viggo's voice as Viggo took his hand. "Why don't you tell me?" Viggo asked as he slowly guided Sean's hand to his groin.
Sean wrapped his hand around Viggo's hard cock as Viggo released his hand. He felt himself stir as Viggo moaned and arched back against him.
"Mmmm..." Viggo groaned. "Good morning."
"Good morning to you too," Sean replied as he thrust slowly against Viggo. "Though it is going on six in the evening."
Viggo simply turned his head and kissed Sean in response. Sean felt Viggo's tongue slowly creep into his mouth, exploring thoroughly before stopping to duel with Sean's tongue. They were both gasping for air when the kiss broke.
"Do you have any...?" Sean started to ask.
"Yeah," Viggo interrupted, "in my bag."
Sean made a move to get up but Viggo stopped him and pushed him back onto the bed.
"I'll get them," he said. "If you can't even find you're own underwear, I certainly don't want you digging around in my bag trying to find condoms and lube." And with that he got out of bed in search of his bag. He returned to the bed a few moments later.
"Here," he said, tossing the items at Sean. "Unless you'd rather me..."
"No, it's fine," Sean said. "I can go either way."
"Good," grinned Viggo.
"Why?" Sean asked.
"Because I can too," Viggo replied lying down with a grin.
Sean smiled upon hearing that and moved to lie down behind Viggo. "Good," he replied, "then you can return the favor later."
"What favor?" Viggo asked.
"This one," Sean answered, his lube-slicked finger entering Viggo.
Viggo sighed and pushed back against Sean. Sean slowly eased in another finger, opening Viggo up a bit more. He bent his head down a kissed Viggo's neck. Viggo tilted his head back, capturing Sean's mouth with a rough kiss. When they finally broke apart, Viggo groaned.
"I need you, Sean," he sighed.
"Just a bit more," Sean replied easing a third finger into him. Viggo moaned again and reached back to wrap his fingers in Sean's hair as he attacked Sean's mouth with his own. Sean finally removed his fingers and reached for the condom.
"Here," Viggo said taking it out of Sean's fingers. "Let me." He quickly removed the condom from the wrapper and smoothed it over Sean's cock. Then he grabbed the bottle of lube, squirted some into his hand, and stroked Sean firmly.
"Enough," Sean growled, pushing Viggo onto his back.
Sean pulled Viggo's legs over his shoulders, positioning himself at Viggo's entrance. They both groaned as Sean slowly pushed inside, remaining motionless for a moment, adjusting to the new feeling. Sean began to thrust inside Viggo in small rocking motions as he lowered his mouth to capture Viggo's again. He thrust harder as Viggo began pushing back against him.
.
"Sean," Viggo moaned. "Please..."
Sean reached down between their bodies to caress Viggo's balls with one hand while fisting Viggo's cock with the other in time with his thrusts. A few minutes later Viggo let out a hoarse cry and felt Viggo's semen slick between them, his body tightening around him. Sean gave a few more thrusts and came as Viggo kissed him harshly.
They lay there for a moment, trying to catch their breath. Slowly Sean pulled out of Viggo, removed the condom, and tossed it into the trashcan next to the bed. Viggo wrapped his arms around Sean and pulled him back against his chest. He kissed Sean's temple before laying his chin to rest on his shoulder.
"Thank you," he whispered in Sean's ear.
Sean turned his head to give Viggo a kiss before he responded, "The pleasure was all mine."
Sean felt Viggo grin against his throat as he replied, "I don't know about that..."
"Oh really?" Sean asked.
"Oh yes," Viggo answered as he tightened his arms around Sean. "And if you're good at the premiere tomorrow night, maybe I'll show you on the way to New Zealand..."
Series: 3/3 in the "In Flight" series
Author:
jenmstarE-mail: jenstar2421@yahoo.com
Pairing: SB/VM
Rating: NC-17
Archive:
rugbytackle fellow_shippers sons_of_gondor Any one else just ask.Disclaimer: This just fiction.
Summary: After landing...
Thanks: Special thanks to
jennandanica for the beta and the support. And thanks to everyone else for the feedback on the first and second parts. Notes: Part One is here and Part Two is here
Sean awoke groggily to the monotone voice of a flight attendant announcing that they were beginning their descent into London so would everyone please bring their seat backs and tray tables into the upright and locked position. Sean felt Viggo lift his head from on top of Sean's. Only then did Sean set about the difficult task of trying to straighten his own neck. When he was finally sitting upright again he turned and looked at Viggo.
"I guess that answered the question of what to do for the rest of the flight," he said.
"Are you complaining?" Viggo grinned.
"No, not really," Sean replied.
"Not really?" Viggo answered, raising an eyebrow. "Was there something else you would rather have been doing?"
"Well," Sean grinned, "I did hear Craig mention something to Karl about the bathroom and an initiation into the Mile High Club. But," he quickly glanced at the blinking 'fasten seat-belt sign' "I guess it's a bit to late for that now."
"No it isn't," Viggo stated. Then noticing the confused look on Sean's face he clarified, "Well, it's a bit late to do so on this trip, but there's always the flight to the New Zealand premiere..."
Sean's face lit up as he said, "Sounds good to me."
The plane finally made its grinding halt at the gate and everyone stood, stretched, and collected their bags. As a group they made their way out of the airport to the limos waiting for them. Sean and Viggo found themselves herded into a limo with Hugo, Craig, Harry, and Karl. Viggo heard Sean make a small snorting noise. He looked across the car and noticed a rather tired looking Karl having a difficult time trying to find a comfortable way to sit. Next to Karl, an equally tired looking Craig grinned smugly to himself.
Sean turned to Viggo and whispered softly in his ear, "Next time," before laying his head on Viggo's shoulder.
Viggo brought his arm around Sean's shoulder and drew Sean even closer to him as he settled his head against Sean's. Just before he closed his eyes he noticed that now Craig and Karl were looking at them and smirking. He figured it was a small price to pay.
Checking in at the hotel took forever as the Hobbits and Orli were the first in line and were trying to figure out how they could all be in rooms with the views that they wanted while still being close to each other. By the time Sean got to the front of the line all he cared about was getting a room as far away from the Hobbits as possible. From what he could overhear of the conversation next to him, Viggo was telling the clerk helping him the same thing. They both finished about the same time and slowly made their way to the elevator.
"What are you planning on doing the rest of the day?" Sean asked once the doors had closed.
"Taking a nap" Viggo answered. "And you?"
"The same."
There was a moment of silence in which Viggo suddenly found the floor very interesting. Sean was sure he had said something wrong, though he wasn't sure what.
"Join me?" Viggo asked suddenly.
Sean, feeling inexplicably shy, blushed slightly as he agreed. They made their way out of the elevator but stopped at the corridor as Sean turned to go right and Viggo turned to go left.
"My room's this way," Sean stated heading toward the hallway.
"And my room's this way," Viggo said, gesturing down the opposing hallway. "What's your point?"
"I don't know. What do we do now?"
"We could arm wrestle for it."
"Or we could go back down and get a single room for the both of us."
"Hmmm... That's an idea."
"I was just joking."
"I know. But it did sound kinda nice."
"Yeah."
"So..." Viggo said, glancing around.
"Come on," Sean said, deciding he'd had enough of this, "let's go to your room."
Viggo grinned, taking Sean's hand and leading him down the hall. Once inside the room they dropped their bags on the floor and looked around. Viggo walked over to the chair by the bed, removed his shirt and laid it down neatly.
.
"I'm about ready to drop," he said. "But feel free to take a shower." He glanced down at Sean's pants. Feeling a little embarrassed, Sean turned and went into the bathroom. As he entered the bathroom he turned to close the door and caught sight of Viggo stripping off his pants and laying them over the chair before climbing into bed wearing only his boxers. Quickly he closed the door and turned the shower on. Gingerly he stripped the denim from his body and climbed in. He washed quickly and debated about brushing his teeth but decided it wasn't worth the time it would take to locate his toothbrush in his bag. He quickly wrapped the towel around his waist, gathered up his clothes, and emerged into the bedroom.
He looked at Viggo lying peacefully in the bed and suddenly sleep never sounded so good. He was just about to discard the towel and climb in beside Viggo when he remembered that Viggo was still wearing his boxers. Sean felt odd about getting into bed naked when he was sleeping with someone who was wearing clothes. He stumbled over to where he had dropped his bag earlier and bent over to undo the zipper.
"What are you doing?" called a groggy voice from the bed.
"Just trying to find my underwear."
"Why?"
"Well," Sean faltered, "you're wearing underwear and I know it sounds daft, but I feel odd sleeping naked when the other person isn't."
"Oh." There was a quick rustling under the covers and Viggo tossed his boxers onto the chair on top of his pants. "Now get in here. I'm tired."
Sean was more than happy to comply as he undid the towel from around his waist and let it fall to the floor as he approached the bed. He peeled back the covers, stole a quick look at Viggo's naked body, and climbed into bed. After a moment's hesitation he curled up against Viggo, wrapped his arms around Viggo's waist, and fell asleep.
When Sean awoke a couple of hours later he could see that there was just a bit of failing light coming into the room through the curtains. He sighed happily to himself and stretched his legs, trying not to disturb Viggo.
"You finally awake?"
Sean jumped a bit, startled at hearing Viggo's voice. "You're awake."
He could hear the grin in Viggo's voice as Viggo took his hand. "Why don't you tell me?" Viggo asked as he slowly guided Sean's hand to his groin.
Sean wrapped his hand around Viggo's hard cock as Viggo released his hand. He felt himself stir as Viggo moaned and arched back against him.
"Mmmm..." Viggo groaned. "Good morning."
"Good morning to you too," Sean replied as he thrust slowly against Viggo. "Though it is going on six in the evening."
Viggo simply turned his head and kissed Sean in response. Sean felt Viggo's tongue slowly creep into his mouth, exploring thoroughly before stopping to duel with Sean's tongue. They were both gasping for air when the kiss broke.
"Do you have any...?" Sean started to ask.
"Yeah," Viggo interrupted, "in my bag."
Sean made a move to get up but Viggo stopped him and pushed him back onto the bed.
"I'll get them," he said. "If you can't even find you're own underwear, I certainly don't want you digging around in my bag trying to find condoms and lube." And with that he got out of bed in search of his bag. He returned to the bed a few moments later.
"Here," he said, tossing the items at Sean. "Unless you'd rather me..."
"No, it's fine," Sean said. "I can go either way."
"Good," grinned Viggo.
"Why?" Sean asked.
"Because I can too," Viggo replied lying down with a grin.
Sean smiled upon hearing that and moved to lie down behind Viggo. "Good," he replied, "then you can return the favor later."
"What favor?" Viggo asked.
"This one," Sean answered, his lube-slicked finger entering Viggo.
Viggo sighed and pushed back against Sean. Sean slowly eased in another finger, opening Viggo up a bit more. He bent his head down a kissed Viggo's neck. Viggo tilted his head back, capturing Sean's mouth with a rough kiss. When they finally broke apart, Viggo groaned.
"I need you, Sean," he sighed.
"Just a bit more," Sean replied easing a third finger into him. Viggo moaned again and reached back to wrap his fingers in Sean's hair as he attacked Sean's mouth with his own. Sean finally removed his fingers and reached for the condom.
"Here," Viggo said taking it out of Sean's fingers. "Let me." He quickly removed the condom from the wrapper and smoothed it over Sean's cock. Then he grabbed the bottle of lube, squirted some into his hand, and stroked Sean firmly.
"Enough," Sean growled, pushing Viggo onto his back.
Sean pulled Viggo's legs over his shoulders, positioning himself at Viggo's entrance. They both groaned as Sean slowly pushed inside, remaining motionless for a moment, adjusting to the new feeling. Sean began to thrust inside Viggo in small rocking motions as he lowered his mouth to capture Viggo's again. He thrust harder as Viggo began pushing back against him.
.
"Sean," Viggo moaned. "Please..."
Sean reached down between their bodies to caress Viggo's balls with one hand while fisting Viggo's cock with the other in time with his thrusts. A few minutes later Viggo let out a hoarse cry and felt Viggo's semen slick between them, his body tightening around him. Sean gave a few more thrusts and came as Viggo kissed him harshly.
They lay there for a moment, trying to catch their breath. Slowly Sean pulled out of Viggo, removed the condom, and tossed it into the trashcan next to the bed. Viggo wrapped his arms around Sean and pulled him back against his chest. He kissed Sean's temple before laying his chin to rest on his shoulder.
"Thank you," he whispered in Sean's ear.
Sean turned his head to give Viggo a kiss before he responded, "The pleasure was all mine."
Sean felt Viggo grin against his throat as he replied, "I don't know about that..."
"Oh really?" Sean asked.
"Oh yes," Viggo answered as he tightened his arms around Sean. "And if you're good at the premiere tomorrow night, maybe I'll show you on the way to New Zealand..."
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Date: 2003-05-24 11:04 am (UTC)Aww! That's so sweet. And the rest of the fic is hot--and sweet! ;) I like it muchly. :D
PS: Do we get to see them on their way to New Zealand? *makes puppy eyes*
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Date: 2003-05-26 12:34 pm (UTC)once again, let me say how much i like this. nicely written and very hot.
and didn't i tell you everyone would bug you for a sequel *g* - just add me to the pile.
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Date: 2003-06-01 06:11 am (UTC)I should hope Viggo will take the initiative well before that!
Lovely sense of how comfortable they are with one another -- the god-natured teasing in amid the hot sexual tension (and its equally hot resolution). I've enjoyed this little series, will there be more? Can imagine Viggo being quite a good cure for fear of flying ...
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