A New VigBean Drabble

[rifleman-s.livejournal.com]

Title: Sean, A Short Compendium
Author: rifleman_s
Characters: VigBean
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Fiction, from my imagination, as always. No offence intended to anyone.

Written for: Two in One!!

1. jamiesdream who was missing my Drabbles and sent me these pictures for inspiration. Hope it’s what you wanted!





2. fellow_shippers who asked for a story starting with the first 10 words I’ve used here.


Sean, A Short Compendium

The snow was falling heavily in Idaho this Christmas Eve, but Viggo had never felt happier. As he finished dressing, he glanced fondly back towards the bed and smiled to himself. Sean. Sean was back in time for Christmas and they had weeks and weeks to spend at home together now. Said lover, however, was snuggled into the bedclothes, sleeping heavily, and knowing how it always was with him after a night full of love-making, Viggo was content to leave him there . . .

Besides which, he had Sean’s Christmas present to finish, and this quiet, early morning time, while the winter wonderland built up outside the house, was heaven-sent for just that purpose. So, settling into a softly padded chair, Viggo rolled up his sleeves, took up his caligraphy pen and continued his serenade to Sean. Glancing over at the man who inspired his affection and adoration, he began to pour out the words he wanted to say to Sean.

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A Remembrance . . .

You have strawberry-blond hair. You are younger than me. You look stunningly sexy in that new green shirt. You have kissable lips. You were my first. You are well-read. Your stubble scratches my stomach. You have a British accent. You have a sexy British accent. You send me unexpected presents. You have long eyelashes. You call me mad artist. You are right, but I am your mad artist. You have the best phone sex voice ever. Your breath smells sweet. You are a gentleman. You like growing green things. You snore. You nibble my neck in the moment. You love sunsets. Your fingers are skilful. You drive fast cars. Your tongue is erotic. You like walking in the rain. You’re heavy on top of me. I can’t breathe but I like you heavy. Your favourite jeans have a grass stain on the back. You like black sheets. You love watching the snow fall. You have dimples. Your hardness touches me while you sleep. You respect your friends. You hate to fly. You have long toes. You let me wear football pyjamas. You have a mole, just there. You cry. You smell divine. You have hard thighs. You shout at the TV. You use your teeth. You make my old piano sing. You lick my scar. Your shoes are always clean. Your heartbeat is strong under my hand. You sing off-key in the shower. You said you weren’t that big. You were wrong. You are big, but a perfect fit. You wear garish underwear. You breathe in my ear. You love your girls. You’re gentle. You draw cartoons. You hold me too tight. You swear. You read aloud to me when I can’t sleep. You experiment. You have green eyes. Your flannel shirt has a hole in the elbow. You never rush me. You sleep hot. You have trust. You tug my hair. You cook for me. You take up too much of our bed. Your hands are smooth. You whisper words that make me ache. You have my heart. You have my soul. You have my love.

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There was still more to be said, but the sun was rising now, blinding on the pristine snow, and Sean was stirring, mumbling in that endearing way he had when he was waking. Viggo could see him reaching out, so tucking his writing carefully under the cushions, he moved back to the bed, his arms searching out that hard body and murmuring against Sean’s sleepy lips, “Morning, love. It’s snowing”.

~End~

Comments

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

The 'serenade' is a lovely evocation of all the varied aspects of a relationship that come to mean something special to longterm lovers. Warm and charming. Thanks for posting.

[rifleman-s.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Alex . . . I think "warm" was the way I was thinking . . . as you say, al those little things that mean something special.

Thanks so much for your ever-supportive comments.

[brigantine.livejournal.com]

*chuckle* I love that Vig's list isn't all swoony assertions that his Bean is perfect. Vig's Bean is quite human, and Viggo loves him both in spite of, and because of all of that. A fun read! :)

[rifleman-s.livejournal.com]

You got it exactly! Love knows no boundaries.

Thanks so much for the lovely feedback.

[clocks.livejournal.com]

I completely agree with Brigantine - I really like how Viggo didn't idealise Sean and make him all perfect and flawless. I also like how the story went so well with the pictures, what a wonderful job!

I wanted to ask - could I add you to my Friends list? Just wanted to check first, thanks!

[rifleman-s.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much . . . such heartwarming comments really make my day!

Yes, it's sometimes just the ordinariness of a person that can make you love them, and love the whole of them, not just the 'good' bits.

And yes, please, I'd love to have you as a friend . . . and I'll return the compliment if that's okay?

Thanks again!

PS. Love your icon here!

[mooms.livejournal.com]

This is lovely and goes so well with those pictures !

[rifleman-s.livejournal.com]

Yes, they were pretty inspirational!!

Many thanks for the comment.

[foxrafer.livejournal.com]

This is absolutely gorgeous. It's a perfect and beautiful declaration of love. Makes me feel all warm and happy.

[rifleman-s.livejournal.com]

perfect and beautiful . . . a wonderful compliment, thank you!

Hoping you keep that warm feeling for a long time . . .