Lord of my Heart - Chapter 1

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Title: Lord of my Heart
Chapter: 1 - Wanting and Waiting
Paring: Sean/Viggo
Rating: R (for now...NC-17 later...I promise)
Archive : Rugbytackling
Chapter Summary: Sean and Viggo are missing each other
Disclaimer: This is all lies and makebelieve. None of this happened...to my knowledge...it's all a product of my filthy imagination. I do not know these people or anything they get up to in the private lives. 
Authors Notes: This is set during the filming of LotR. They are already established as a couple. How this happened will be explained in later chapters. Each chapter is quite small...just a warning.

Viggo didn’t know what to do with himself.

 

He was tired, bored and most of all…he was lonely. He missed his lover with his whole being. He missed his laugh, his smile, his eyes, his sense of humour, his smell, hell he even missed his grumpiness.

 

Sean had been gone 7 days. He wouldn’t be back for another 8, so Viggo was pleased that it was nearly halfway over, but he was starting to think he was losing his mind.

 

‘So stupid…I’m like a lovesick teenager. I mean…it’s not like he’s gone to war or anything for Christ sake. Get a grip!’

 

But no matter how many times he told himself this, berated himself for acting like a complete woman, he couldn’t help it.

 

He couldn’t paint, because all he could think and see were green eyes and golden hair, he couldn’t write because when he did it was all depressing, lonely passages. He was even having trouble with his scenes. It was lucky that most of them were of a brooding Aragorn so he didn’t really have to pretend to act lonely and miserable, because he was.

 

Although, he knew, he was lonely as well because he just spent so much time alone. Orlando and the hobbits tried, every night to get him to go out with them, but he always refused, saying he was too tired, or had some painting or writing to do.

 

This, everyone knew, was a lie. He was staying in because he missed Sean and he also didn’t want to miss the nightly call. For the last 7 days, he’d been living for those calls. It was always the same. When Viggo was finished for the day, he would come home, shower, try to eat then sit down on the sofa with a glass of wine in one had and the phone in the other and talk to Sean for as long as he could. He loved to hear the mans voice, hear his deep chuckle that always sent a tingle down his spine, listen to his stories of seeing his girls, the horrors of divorce lawyers and the shear nastiness of the British weather, how he hated to fly, how The Blades were faring. Anything to keep the conversation going for as long as possible. A couple of times they had indulged in a little phone sex, which was good, but they both decided it made the longing worse, because, as Sean put it

 

“My hand doesn’t feel as good as yours. Can’t feel you, can’t see you…it’s not the same. Only being able to hear you…Fuck…makes me want to be with you all the more…Shite…I miss you Vig!”

 

Viggo had to agree. So, they said they would stop doing that. They talked about how filming was going, the latest antics of the Hobbits and Elf. Whether Karl and Dave had finally decided to stop being bloody wankers and just fucking kiss each other. They talked about Ian’s new beau, Sean A’s family, Orlando and Elijah little affair and if there was something in the water that was turning everyone on set gay. After a little laughing at that idea, they decided it wasn’t the water, it was all the hot guys around that no one could resist, gay or not! They teased each other by asking who each thought was the hottest, leading to lots more laughing and growling.

 

How Viggo lived for these calls. It was all he had to stop him losing his sanity. He knew that Sean lived for them too, he could hear the loneliness in Sean’s voice, could hear the desperation to be back here.

 

“I don’t care how shite the flight will be…it will be worth it to see you”

 

At that declaration Viggo felt tears forming.

 

“I miss you too baby…come back soon. I feel like I’m going insane”

 

“Me too love. I’m sorry I had to leave you”

 

“Don’t be sorry…it’s not your fault. Didn’t mean to make you feel bad”

 

“I know…but I can’t help it. Feels like I’m in hell”

 

“Same here baby. Just a few more days and you’ll be back in my arms” Viggo voice caught as tears slipped silently down his cheeks.

 

“Want to be in them now! My whole body misses you Vig…it…aches” Sean’s voice was cracking, so Viggo knew he was crying too

 

The next few moments were taken up with words of love, sniffles of tears, promises for return. It had got to the point that they were completely drained, emotionally. Someone had to end this tide of misery, and as usual, Sean was the one

 

“Hark at us…like a couple of old women!! Anyone would think we’d been apart for years not days…Christ…when I get back…I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t be sitting for a week. Gonna have two weeks worth to get out…better clear your diary Vig!!!”

 

“Well…that’s certainly something to look forward too…as long as you realise, I’m gonna fuck you just as hard in return…neither one of us will be walking. We’ll just have to stay in bed won’t we?! To recover I mean!” he quickly added

 

They laughed and joked about that, and what people would say and think if they saw the pair of them limping around set after both had not been seen for days. They laughed that Orlando would try and get all the gory details of what they’d done, just so he could get ideas for him and Elijah, Elijah himself, would coo and gush and sigh about how romantic they are, how they belong together, how they were soul-mates. Dom and Billy would just roll their eyes, giggle at them, tease them mercilessly; both Dave and Karl would blush and fidget, whilst stealing shy glances at each other without the other knowing. Ian would just smile with a fond, wistful look, Peter would be angry and tell them off whilst laughing his head off at the same time, the make up girls would tutt and scold them like little children, saying how hickies and bite marks were a pain in the arse to cover up. Viggo and Sean, they wouldn’t give two shits about any of that, because they would be together again, at that was all that mattered!

 

8 more days, just 8 more days………

Comments

[foxrafer.livejournal.com]

I really like this first chapter. Who they are and how much they care for each other is already very clear. Can't wait to read more.

[snuffle007.livejournal.com]

Oh thank you. I'm glad you can see that. A couple more chapters on their way today. Future ones will be a little longer. I'm glad you're liking it so far! Writing this story mainly at work so...

Anyway, more on the way

[rifleman-s.livejournal.com]

"The next few moments were taken up with words of love, sniffles of tears, promises for return..."

Elijah's right, they are romantic . . .

What a lovely start; looking forward to seeing where this goes.

[snuffle007.livejournal.com]

Aren't they just?!

There is more coming soon. I promise.

Thanks for reading!