Pyjama Tops and Bottoms, Roleplay fic

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Title : Pyjama Tops and Bottoms
Pairing : Sean/Viggo
Rating : NC-17
Archiving : Rugbytackling, viggo_cursive, switch_bottoms
Warning : AU, RPS
Summary : A week after Nerdy Sean and Cool Viggo get together
Authors ; mooms(Viggo) govi20(Sean)
Sequel to : Pyjama Game 

DISCLAIMER : Not true, never happened, we made it all up!

Pyjama Tops and Bottoms

 

Sequel to Pyjama Game

 

~Viggo~

 

Well, it’s a whole week since the happy power outage, which led to Sean coming into my apartment and I have to add, smugly, coming IN my apartment, most gratifyingly !

 

We decided to continue living in our own places, mainly because the disorder of mine outrages him and the anal tidiness of his bugs the hell out of me, but  we have spent the nights together, in either one or the other flat.

 

Sean is gradually coming out of his shell and opening up to me, which is great. I can’t believe that a guy of 47 never had a real sexual relationship before, although he has admitted to me that there was a little fumble at school, when he was just a kid !

 

He has told me a little about his repressed childhood in Sheffield and his controlling mother and I am surprised that he managed to break away, by taking the teaching job in London and finally getting his own place.  He says that his mother actually encouraged him to do so in the end, probably because she thought it was time he found a nice girl and got married. Boy, will she be disappointed if she ever meets me !

 

It is great teaching the teacher, though I have to say that Sean is a very diligent pupil.

 

So far, I have introduced him to the joys of oral sex, anal sex, shower sex, kitchen sex, couch sex and out-on-the- staircase-‘cause-we-couldn’t-make-it- to-our-front-door sex, not the most comfortable, but the most thrilling, so far.

 

We just don’t seem to be able to keep our hands off each other, I am pleased to say. Sean has an effect on me like nobody I have ever known and for him, this whole thing is so new that he just can’t get enough of me. I am pretty proud of us, given that we are no spring chickens !

 

It’s my turn to sleep over at Sean’s tonight and I am returning late, as I had a staff meeting at the college and ate in the cafeteria there. I wonder if he will be wearing those pyjamas, when I get to his place. Our PJ’s have become a kind of symbol of our coming together and coming together. I snigger to myself as I run up the stairs in eager anticipation and ring his doorbell.

 

The door opens and a hand shoots out, grabs my jacket and yanks me inside, without any ceremony.

 

*Wow !* I think. *Sean is pretty fierce tonight ! Hello, tiger !*

 

~Sean~

I don’t think I ever felt so alive before. It’s been a week now since Viggo and I had sex for the first time, and every night we have spent together has brought new delights. I am in a much better mood during the daytime, and the kids in my classroom seem to respond do that.

Sometimes it feels so unreal, that I have to keep myself from blushing all the time, thinking about the strange places we’ve had sex, how even thinking about him makes me hard and needy.

When the door closes behind me in the morning, I am already thinking about the evening and that tingling feel of anticipation stays with me the whole day. I just can’t keep my attention on normal life things, like I can’t keep my hands or eyes of him when we’re together.

I never imagined you could have sex in so many ways – we’re fucking like bunnies as Viggo says – and all so enjoyable! We even get along together the moments we don’t have sex, and that’s even more strange, because we are so unalike.

Sure, we are peers, but he’s everything I am not. He’s soft spoken, clever, friendly and funny, he loves crazy music and art. He also curses, smokes and drinks and it took him only this week to get me hooked on Scotch. I don't think me Mum would appreciate his influence on me, but I am having the time of my life.

He laughs about my inhibitions, but never in a cruel way. Last night we shared a joint together. It was shocking, but he was right in saying it would loosen me up a bit. Before I knew it, I was telling him about me and me mate in the public loo and I didn’t even blush!

We’re still each in our own flats : I don’t think I could live in a place like that and it wouldn’t take him long to make my place the same as his. So we’re basically still having pyjama parties, I guess. Funny thing is, even though he still laughs about my pyjamas, he still wants me to wear them. And I must confess seeing him in those crazy footie pyjamas never fails to arouse me.

Tonight he’ll be sleeping with me. I’ve been thinking about it all day. He had this staff meeting and he’ll be late, leaving me time to think over what I would like to happen tonight. I’ve learned quite a bit and I have followed his cues all right, but tonight will be different I decide.

It occurs to me that while it was all great sex, I have never really fucked him. And that’s what I want, and I want it tonight. I am not sure what he’ll think about it, he has this sort of dominant stance about him, so I guess I’ll have to persuade him. Or seduce him. Or put on a little force.

I know I look skinny and soft, but that’s deceiving. When you wear glasses like I did your whole life, you are the perfect victim for the school bully. You either learn to live with it and take it, or fight back. And I fought back, helped by an unsuspected, but pleasant strength in my body.

Viggo seems to love it when I throw him around a bit, so I could start off there, and finish with me on top. Just the thought of me fucking him has me hard and I go to the bedroom, take off my clothes and put on my pyjamas. For convenience I leave the top open.

I pace the room until the doorbell rings. I just can’t wait any longer, grab him and pull him in. I kick the door closed and push him up against it. Pressing my body against his I lean in and kiss him, my hands already fumbling to open his clothes.

He’s struggling a bit, trying to take over control.

*Not tonight I think, while my teeth sink in his throat ; tonight I am in charge!*

 

~Viggo~

I grin, when I see that Sean is wearing those pyjamas again. This time, he has the shirt open completely, so that I can see his chest and immediately, I want to assault him with my tongue and run it around his sensitive nipples.

 

We are still delightedly discovering erogenous zones and those little, individual extra-sensitive spots, which drive each other wild and Sean has very sensitive nipples. Those elf-ears are pretty sensitive, too, but tonight, when I try to lean in and attack him, he kisses me first, hard and possessive, then starts to pull off my clothes.

 

I don’t know what’s got into him tonight, but I certainly want it to be me and as soon as possible. I like his enthusiasm, and so does my cock, which is also pretty enthusiastic, but now he’s fighting us for control and we start to fight back.

 

Sean is surprisingly strong, belying his mild appearance and has a strong streak of Yorkshire stubbornness, but I am not ready to relinquish control to him and it is turning into a real power struggle.

 

I freeze, as he sinks his teeth into my throat.

 

*Shit, Sean, you’re forgetting who is the alpha wolf here ! You are a mere cub and my protégé !*

 

I snarl and push him off me, so that he staggers back for a moment and falls through the living room door, onto the floor. With a yell , I follow up by throwing myself on him and using my body weight to pin him to the carpet.

 

I have knocked the air out of him, so he doesn’t react for a moment allowing me to rip off his pyjama top and bite his shoulder. I lick the bite, soothing it with my tongue, intending to move upwards to his ear, but am taken off guard as Sean collects his strength and throws me off him, rolling over , so that now he is on top of me,  holding my hands above my head, his hard cock grinding against mine.

 

He growls at me,

 

“It’s my turn tonight, Vig ! I want to fuck you !”

 

I stare at him, stunned, but incredibly turned on. He is still wearing his glasses and looking very sternly at me, as if I am a schoolboy, who has just been caught doing something unsavoury behind the bike sheds.

 

“Um, Sean, I’m a fucker, not a fuckee, remember ?”

 

“Yer certainly a fucker, Viggo ! Now are you going to cooperate, or do I have to discipline you ?”

 

 

~Sean~

For a moment he surprises me, pushes me away and I stumble and fall on the floor of my living room. With a triumphant yell, he throws himself on top of me, grinning wildly. He has me pinned down, and starts taking off my pyjama top, biting and licking me.

I let him for a some time, getting my breath back, allowing him to think he’s won. He’s relaxing and working his way up my body when I suddenly shake him off and throw myself on top of him. I grab his wrists and keep them pinned above his head.

My hips move against him, rubbing my hard cock against his. It feels great to be in control, having him helpless under me. I just can’t wait to take him, to know how it feels to be on the other side. The thought of possessing that perfect tight arse makes me even harder.

I think he didn’t expect this, but I won’t take “no” for an answer. Turn and turnabout I think while I tell him it’s my turn to fuck him. I don’t care about him saying he’s a fucker, not a fuckee, he’ll just have to take it all.

I look down on him, how he’s pinned underneath me nicely. I can see he’s aroused and even though he still tries to fight me, there’s not much conviction in it. I grind against him again, just for good measure and he moans.

“So what’s it going to be Vig, your choice. If you’ll keep fighting me we do it right here on the floor. Not very comfortable I guess. Or will you behave and be a good boy, so we’ll take this to the bedroom, where there’s a nice soft bed and lube?”

To make myself clear I reach down with one hand and cup his straining erection. He squirms and I slide my hand a bit lower, squeezing his balls. This time his back arches up and he moans again.

I bend over and lick his throat, biting down again, enjoying his hitching breath. He’s writhing now, and I increase the pressure in his crotch.

“See Vig, got you by the balls! Now what will it be?”

~Viggo~

 

Fuck ! I’ve created a monster ! I have de-repressed Sean to an alarming degree and now he has me by the balls, quite literally.

 

He’s so fucking hot, like this and even if I have never bottomed before, I am gonna explode if I don’t get laid one way or another in the next few minutes. I think he knows that I’m not fighting him as hard as I could, and my treacherous body is arching and writhing, so I decide to play this Sean’s way, especially as I don’t sing well as a baritone and I’ll make a fucking terrible soprano !

 

“Ok, Sean, ok, let me up and we’ll take this to the bedroom.”

 

“Hmmm ! Not sure as I trust you, Viggo, but you can get up and get in that bedroom, now !”

 

Sean lets go of my wrists and pushes himself up and off me, making his pyjama bottoms gape open, just below the drawstring and his delectable cock bob out.

 

I sit up and lunge for it, my mouth watering, but he grabs my head in both hands and stops me, shaking his head firmly and glaring at me through his glasses.

 

“You heard, Viggo. I won’t say it again ! “

 

I shiver at his tone of voice, but God, I like him like this and I silently obey him, getting up and going into the bedroom, where I wait for his instructions, my head bowed.

 

It is not until he tells me to take my clothes off that I remember I am still fully clothed, but I do it quickly and stand by the bed. Sean crosses the floor and runs his hands down my shoulders, then turns me round and caresses my back, moulding his hands over my ass and sighing.

 

I go to fist my weeping cock, but he bats my hand away and turns me round again, pushing me onto my back on the bed.  He slowly unties his pyjama cord and lets his pants slide down to the floor, while I can’t take my eyes off his throbbing dick.

 

He is quite calm and decisive as he takes off his glasses, folds them carefully and puts them on his bedside table, then he purposefully spreads my legs and kneels between them, opening the drawer and taking out the lube and a condom.

 

Still mesmerized by his bobbing cock, like a rabbit hypnotised by a cobra, I wonder if this would be a good time to confess to Sean that I have never actually done it this way before.

 

As he slicks up his fingers and moves towards me, I hear myself croak,

 

“Um, Sean, go easy, OK ?”

 

~Sean~

I am not so sure if I trust his sudden surrender, but apart for an attempt to grope my cock he goes to the bedroom willingly. I really enjoy ordering him around a bit and when I tell him to undress, I can see he’s enjoying it too.

I let my hands roam over his smooth back and then that perfect arse. I really have to force myself not to just bend him over and take him. I don’t want to hurt him, but something primitive in me does.

I push him onto the bed and undress, his eager eyes fixed on my now straining erection. In an attempt to get back control and not let this end too soon I take deep breaths, reach for lube and condoms and take off my glasses.

I slick up my fingers, reciting a long and very boring poem to myself in order to distract me from what I am going to do. I’ve just finished the seventh verse when he looks at me a bit nervous.

“Um Sean, go easy OK?”

I freeze, when I see he’s deadly serious.

“You mean you never… ?”

“No Sean, never. You’ll be cherry picking. But it’s ok Sean, I trust you. Just go easy.”

Fuck! It’s very scary, but the thought of being his first is very arousing too. Slightly changing my tactic, I lie down next to him and kiss him. I slowly go down caressing and kissing all the way down to his belly until my hand closes around his cock.

I kneel down between his legs and kiss the soft inside of his thighs till he trembles. Slicking my fingers again I slowly start pushing one in, keeping a close eye on his face. The need to make him feel good makes it easier for me to restrain myself.

When he relaxes I add another finger stretching him up. I know he’s not in too much pain when he starts pushing back. When I twist my fingers a little I seem to have hit the right spot, I can see and feel the jolt in his body. His eyes close and a long shuddering moan escapes him.

“Sean, please… “

 

~Viggo~

My little confession hasn’t put Sean off his stride and when I tell him that I trust him, I see him visibly swell with pride.

 

He is still confidently in charge, but now is taking care of me tenderly and focusing on making this really good for me. And I find that I like being taken care off ! I have never wanted it this way with anybody else, only wanted to be in charge and do the taking, but with him it’s different !

 

He prepares me carefully and with great concentration, but although I welcome his care, for what it says about us and our relationship, I am going to go insane if he doesn’t fuck me soon and I push back against his probing fingers.

 

Suddenly he touches that spot inside me I always enjoy finding for other people and I see fireworks. Unable to stop myself from moaning aloud in need, I start to beg him.

 

Taking his cue from me, he kneels up and pulls my legs up, putting one over each shoulder. He quickly puts on a condom, slicks himself up and pushes into me, painfully slowly, as I try to relax and let him in.

 

 In spite of the stretching, it does hurt, and I feel tears pricking at the corners of my eyes, but the thing is, I don’t mind it hurting, because Sean is sliding into me, Sean is poised above me, looking into my eyes  and I have never felt so close and connected to another human being in my life.

 

Then, Sean is fully inside me and he pauses, to allow me to adjust, brushing a tear from my cheek with his lips. I can see from his frown that he is worried about hurting me, so I urge him on, with my body and my eyes, because I have lost the power of speech completely and seem only to be able to make little puppy-like whimpering noises.

 

The pain is gone now, leaving me with a wonderful sensation of being filled by Sean and possessed by Sean and as he allows himself to let go and drive hard into me, I meet his thrusts, clinging on to his shoulder like a drowning man.

 

It doesn’t take long for my cock to spurt, without even being touched, having been kept on edge since I rang his doorbell and my climax is followed seconds later by his. As he comes, he gives a triumphant shout, echoing my own cry of release.

 

Passion spent, we lie comfortably together and it occurs to me that although I set out to teach Sean, he has certainly taught me a few things tonight !

 

~Sean~

When I think he’s ready, I am almost trembling with need as much as he is, but I somehow manage to go slowly. When I am fully seated I keep still, not only for his sake but for mine too. He feels so good and he’s so tight. I hurt him, I can see it in his face, and when I see a small tear I bend over to kiss it away.

I can sense the moment the pain is gone because he’s pushing up to me, almost begging me with his body. The little sounds he makes go straight to my cock and I am losing control quickly. The feeling is wonderful : all thoughts gone and I am just thrusting in him - sweat dripping from my brow – just fucking him through the mattress.

He comes with a cry, the sweet clenching of his muscles driving me over the edge too. I am almost yelling - the faint thought of the neighbours calling the police crosses my mind – but then I collapse on him.

A few moments later, we’re lying next to each other. I feel so close to him and I am trying to decide what I like better, top or bottom. It’s almost like  pyjamas, I think, chuckling to myself, top and bottom. Viggo looks at me a little bemused.

“What’s so funny?”

I point at the floor where my pyjama bottom lies.

“I was thinking about tops and bottoms. And the similarity between them topping and bottoming. ”

When I look at the pyjamas again I get an idea. A rather arousing idea, I must say. I pull Vig a little bit closer and nuzzle his neck. I think what it would be like to use that pyjama cord to tie him up. Fasten his hands and perhaps his feet to the bed. Having him helpless and at my mercy. Just the thought is enough to make my cock stir again.

“So Vig, how about I get us something to drink? We can rest  awhile and perhaps a little later.. well who knows?”

He nods and I get up to go to the kitchen. I stop and bend over to pick up my pyjama bottoms and sling them around my neck. Knowing they are there is a dark promise.

“Be right back, Vig!”

 

The End (or is it ?)

Comments

[jubeth-00.livejournal.com]

I love this, the perfect mix of aggression and tenderness....and I love that their Pjamas are a turn on for each other. I'd love it if there was more but I don't want to pressurize you.

[mooms.livejournal.com]

No pressure, jubeth ! We are fond of this AU and having too much fun to stop yet ! Thank you for your feedback.

[rifleman-s.livejournal.com]

A sequel! How delightful!

"It’s almost like pyjamas, I think, chuckling to myself, top and bottom." Oh very quick thinking, Sean!!!

But such a well written, humorous and feel-good series has to continue, doesn't it???? *begs prettily and offers chocolate*

[govi20.livejournal.com]

We both like the begging, we both like chocolate, how could we withstand?
Thanks for reading and your f/b, very much appreciated!

[foxrafer.livejournal.com]

Sean is definitely a quick learner. I guess if Viggo is your inspiration anyone would catch on quickly.

[mooms.livejournal.com]

Part three is up now and Sean has learned even more ! Viggo learns a few things, too ! Thanks for reading and commenting !

[shegollum.livejournal.com]

Oooh, aggressive and needy Sean and virgin and needy Viggo. Well, hot damn, girls! Gorgeous and I love that their relationship is evolving into love and caring as well.