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rugbytackleA new drabble-ficlet-pseudo story for VigBean. Follows Late Night and Early Morning. Please read those first!
New Day
“Feeling better, Sunshine?”
“Mmmmffff…close the bloody shade.”
“Come on, you’ve slept damn near all day. Don’t you want to wake up and play with me?”
“That does sound like a sweet offer, ye big flirt.”
“Come on… I’ll make it worth your while. At least turn over so I can see your face.”
“Thought you liked my arse.”
“Grouch, grumble, whine, you old goat. And you look do 100% better. Now I can see those flashing green eyes and rakish grin – and you were right. I do love them.”
“Can’t see my arse though now that you made me turn over.”
“Well, no…but I think it’s a fair trade as other body parts are clearly waving hello.”
“That does appear to be the case, thank God. I thought I might have killed him along with the rest of meself last night.”
“Nope, all looks well from here.”
“Silly bugger. Maybe you should check more closely?”
“Always planning your next move, Bean, aren’t you? I love that about you, too.”
“I know ye do.”
“Hmmm. All feels well from here, too.”
“Shite. Mmmmm, Vig. It feels even better from my side of things.”
“Artist’s hands and all of that…”
“Don’t care what else ye do with them. Just keep doing that.”
“You big romantic…”
“Hhsssss…oh God, Vig… that feels so fucking good…”
“Yeah, it does, baby. I can’t see your green eyes though. They’ve closed for some reason.”
“Mmmmm… Jesus…I’ll let you look at them as much as you want later but don’t stop doing that. Please...yeah…”
“Just this, huh?”
“Do I have other options, love?”
“Huh. Your eyes popped open again. Interesting. Beautiful shade of green. Not lime or kiwi or leaf green. Maybe the color of green in a stained glass window – when the light shines through—"
“Viggo, love…”
“So impatient, Seanie. Hmmm. Not sure if I can keep doing this hand thing anymore if that’s how you’re going to be.”
“I’m sorry – wait. Don’t go.”
“Not going. Moving.”
“Wh—“
“Mmmm… mmmm… um, yes…tastes pretty damn good, too. I’d say he’s definitely alive and well.”
“You’ve only licked, love. Perhaps you need to do further investigation.”
“Hmmm, very good point. Something like this?”
“Ah… bloody hell… you’ve got the most fucking brilliant mouth, Vig… oh God, yes…more…please…”
“Mmmm… well, I don’t know… You’ve been pretty bad – what with getting shit-faced and all. I’m not sure I should reward such behavior.”
“Oh no, no, Viggo, you bloody tease. Not when you forgot our anniversary!”
“Shut up.”
“Whot? You’re the one— oh yeah…like that.”
“Sssssmmmmm…fuck, Sean… I love this. You. Doing this to you.”
“More… please, love.”
“Hearing you, tasting you. Feeling your hips buck up toward me. Love every considerable inch, Seanie.”
“Love you, too. Forever. But especially now.
“Bastard. Like this?”
“Mm-huh.”
“Maybe this?”
“Oh God, yes.”
“Seems like you really did earn it. For the flowers. And remembering.”
“And the chocolates, don’t forget them.”
“And the chocolates. Very true. Let me work here for a moment. You’re distracting me.”
“Shutting up…”
“Mmmm…God, move for me, baby. Your cock…so goddamn good.”
"Yes...yeah...Oh fuck. God."
"Mmmm...mmmm..."
“You…Gods…yeah, like that. That. Fuck yes. Yes…yeah…close, Vig...close.”
“Yes. For me…please. Hmmm…mmmm…yeah...mmm...more, baby.”
“Oh God, Vig.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful. And when you come…God.”
“Hmmm…come ‘ere.”
“Happy anniversary, baby. I’m so sorry I forgot.”
“I think you just made up for it.”
“Can I make it up again – moreso – later?”
“Mmmm…don’t know, Vig…there’s a Blades game on and what not…”
“Bastard. Stupid bastard. I wasn’t planning on blocking your view of the TV.”
“I was hoping that was your answer.”
“Go to sleep.”
“Again?”
“You're only half-awake now, baby. So yeah, for a little while. With me.”
“You’ll stay close?”
“Closer.”
“Love you.”
“Love you, too. More than you know. More than I ever felt. Let me sleep with my head on your chest, Vig. I want to hear your heart beat.”
“Forever.”
“Yes.”
New Day
“Feeling better, Sunshine?”
“Mmmmffff…close the bloody shade.”
“Come on, you’ve slept damn near all day. Don’t you want to wake up and play with me?”
“That does sound like a sweet offer, ye big flirt.”
“Come on… I’ll make it worth your while. At least turn over so I can see your face.”
“Thought you liked my arse.”
“Grouch, grumble, whine, you old goat. And you look do 100% better. Now I can see those flashing green eyes and rakish grin – and you were right. I do love them.”
“Can’t see my arse though now that you made me turn over.”
“Well, no…but I think it’s a fair trade as other body parts are clearly waving hello.”
“That does appear to be the case, thank God. I thought I might have killed him along with the rest of meself last night.”
“Nope, all looks well from here.”
“Silly bugger. Maybe you should check more closely?”
“Always planning your next move, Bean, aren’t you? I love that about you, too.”
“I know ye do.”
“Hmmm. All feels well from here, too.”
“Shite. Mmmmm, Vig. It feels even better from my side of things.”
“Artist’s hands and all of that…”
“Don’t care what else ye do with them. Just keep doing that.”
“You big romantic…”
“Hhsssss…oh God, Vig… that feels so fucking good…”
“Yeah, it does, baby. I can’t see your green eyes though. They’ve closed for some reason.”
“Mmmmm… Jesus…I’ll let you look at them as much as you want later but don’t stop doing that. Please...yeah…”
“Just this, huh?”
“Do I have other options, love?”
“Huh. Your eyes popped open again. Interesting. Beautiful shade of green. Not lime or kiwi or leaf green. Maybe the color of green in a stained glass window – when the light shines through—"
“Viggo, love…”
“So impatient, Seanie. Hmmm. Not sure if I can keep doing this hand thing anymore if that’s how you’re going to be.”
“I’m sorry – wait. Don’t go.”
“Not going. Moving.”
“Wh—“
“Mmmm… mmmm… um, yes…tastes pretty damn good, too. I’d say he’s definitely alive and well.”
“You’ve only licked, love. Perhaps you need to do further investigation.”
“Hmmm, very good point. Something like this?”
“Ah… bloody hell… you’ve got the most fucking brilliant mouth, Vig… oh God, yes…more…please…”
“Mmmm… well, I don’t know… You’ve been pretty bad – what with getting shit-faced and all. I’m not sure I should reward such behavior.”
“Oh no, no, Viggo, you bloody tease. Not when you forgot our anniversary!”
“Shut up.”
“Whot? You’re the one— oh yeah…like that.”
“Sssssmmmmm…fuck, Sean… I love this. You. Doing this to you.”
“More… please, love.”
“Hearing you, tasting you. Feeling your hips buck up toward me. Love every considerable inch, Seanie.”
“Love you, too. Forever. But especially now.
“Bastard. Like this?”
“Mm-huh.”
“Maybe this?”
“Oh God, yes.”
“Seems like you really did earn it. For the flowers. And remembering.”
“And the chocolates, don’t forget them.”
“And the chocolates. Very true. Let me work here for a moment. You’re distracting me.”
“Shutting up…”
“Mmmm…God, move for me, baby. Your cock…so goddamn good.”
"Yes...yeah...Oh fuck. God."
"Mmmm...mmmm..."
“You…Gods…yeah, like that. That. Fuck yes. Yes…yeah…close, Vig...close.”
“Yes. For me…please. Hmmm…mmmm…yeah...mmm...more, baby.”
“Oh God, Vig.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful. And when you come…God.”
“Hmmm…come ‘ere.”
“Happy anniversary, baby. I’m so sorry I forgot.”
“I think you just made up for it.”
“Can I make it up again – moreso – later?”
“Mmmm…don’t know, Vig…there’s a Blades game on and what not…”
“Bastard. Stupid bastard. I wasn’t planning on blocking your view of the TV.”
“I was hoping that was your answer.”
“Go to sleep.”
“Again?”
“You're only half-awake now, baby. So yeah, for a little while. With me.”
“You’ll stay close?”
“Closer.”
“Love you.”
“Love you, too. More than you know. More than I ever felt. Let me sleep with my head on your chest, Vig. I want to hear your heart beat.”
“Forever.”
“Yes.”
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Date: 2006-11-27 03:24 pm (UTC)So we’re going to be awake now? Is that it?
Favorite line; very funny.
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Date: 2006-12-01 02:01 am (UTC)Poor Viggo -- soul of patience! ;-)
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Date: 2006-11-27 05:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-01 02:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-28 11:42 pm (UTC)i freaking love it. so, so good!
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Date: 2006-12-01 02:03 am (UTC)so glad to see you around. all is well?