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rugbytackleTitle: Phoenix
Rating: 15 or light R
Dedicated to:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
natalierichards and colleenkane for giving me an LJ code and a JournalFen code respectively. I am so grateful that I can finally post whatever slashy fiction ideas that come to my extremely perverted head. ^_^
Author's Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
rpschallengechallenge of writing a fic involving fire. This is my first ever fic in writing RPS and my first slash fic bordering R. I'm so nervous about this post since so many here are absoloutely fantastic writers and I'm hardly in any league with any of you. So here's my fic, I hope you like it...
Summary: Sean on Viggo.
Friction can produce heat. Too much of it produce a flame. As the friction becomes continuous and ever so impassioned, the flame becomes fire.
~~
It is warm.
When he meets those blue eyes, intense with passion, brightened by excitement and beautiful by potent emotion. He feels warm. He feels safe, because no matter what happens, his liege was going to be there for them, in and out of character. It makes Sean feel warm.
~~
It burns
Not a mere line he has admired through Andy'sbetter character half. The line that was frenziedly installed.
As he watches Viggo as they practice battles to fight wars, he sees more underneath the mystery and more to the man, whom as much as Viggo might not admit it, is truly heroic in not merely his own right, but in every right, means, ways possible.
He saw the intensity and the artistry Viggo has to not merely know the character, but to be him. He saw the endurance to carry a role that is more than physically taxing for any other actor. He saw the strength to finish through broken bones, or to be more specific, chipped and fallen teeth. He saw the love of a father to his child, something Sean hopes he can equal with his own children. Sean saw the warmth that openly and deeply showed in Viggo's eyes and when that warmth is directed unto Sean, in private rehearsals of scenes or a glance while studying lines, the glance becomes a touch. The touch of warmth becomes warmer.
Sean thinks, Too much warmth, turned to orgasmic-like heat, it burns…
~~
It singes
No more rehearsals of his death, no more battles in caves. This day was for free, PJ's orders after all… and Sean was to spend it with Viggo.
It started out well. They had walked through various sites and decided to be adventurous. And although Viggo nixed the idea of bungee jumping, being adventurous turned true still, even for the 'older blokes'. After all, Sean was grateful that he nixed it for the both of them. When Orli asked and offered, Viggo looked into Sean's eyes, no longer covered with manly 'grunge', he understood Sean's reason, being frightened daft with the chance of falling.
As they decided to end their night at a pub, Viggo with beer and Sean with Guinness. For a slightened second Viggo's knee touched his a spurt of warmth came to him, almost electric with entry to his body. It came to Sean and jolted his body, leaving him singed.
~~
It's fire
A fire of passion in the dark
He was pressed to the door. Viggo's hips pressing and grinding against his. Viggo's forehead pressed unto Sean's. Viggo grinds the hear through cloth and fabric as he captures Sean's mouth once more.
With a hand in Sean's trousers continuously stroking and stroking, he forgot his reason, he forgot his protests, he knew this would go on, may be 'til forever, and as Viggo's mouth licks and kisses his mouth. The fire is ablaze, Sean nearing incineration.
Yes… forever
Rating: 15 or light R
Dedicated to:
natalierichards and colleenkane for giving me an LJ code and a JournalFen code respectively. I am so grateful that I can finally post whatever slashy fiction ideas that come to my extremely perverted head. ^_^Author's Notes: Written for
rpschallengechallenge of writing a fic involving fire. This is my first ever fic in writing RPS and my first slash fic bordering R. I'm so nervous about this post since so many here are absoloutely fantastic writers and I'm hardly in any league with any of you. So here's my fic, I hope you like it...Summary: Sean on Viggo.
Friction can produce heat. Too much of it produce a flame. As the friction becomes continuous and ever so impassioned, the flame becomes fire.
~~
It is warm.
When he meets those blue eyes, intense with passion, brightened by excitement and beautiful by potent emotion. He feels warm. He feels safe, because no matter what happens, his liege was going to be there for them, in and out of character. It makes Sean feel warm.
~~
It burns
Not a mere line he has admired through Andy's
As he watches Viggo as they practice battles to fight wars, he sees more underneath the mystery and more to the man, whom as much as Viggo might not admit it, is truly heroic in not merely his own right, but in every right, means, ways possible.
He saw the intensity and the artistry Viggo has to not merely know the character, but to be him. He saw the endurance to carry a role that is more than physically taxing for any other actor. He saw the strength to finish through broken bones, or to be more specific, chipped and fallen teeth. He saw the love of a father to his child, something Sean hopes he can equal with his own children. Sean saw the warmth that openly and deeply showed in Viggo's eyes and when that warmth is directed unto Sean, in private rehearsals of scenes or a glance while studying lines, the glance becomes a touch. The touch of warmth becomes warmer.
Sean thinks, Too much warmth, turned to orgasmic-like heat, it burns…
~~
It singes
No more rehearsals of his death, no more battles in caves. This day was for free, PJ's orders after all… and Sean was to spend it with Viggo.
It started out well. They had walked through various sites and decided to be adventurous. And although Viggo nixed the idea of bungee jumping, being adventurous turned true still, even for the 'older blokes'. After all, Sean was grateful that he nixed it for the both of them. When Orli asked and offered, Viggo looked into Sean's eyes, no longer covered with manly 'grunge', he understood Sean's reason, being frightened daft with the chance of falling.
As they decided to end their night at a pub, Viggo with beer and Sean with Guinness. For a slightened second Viggo's knee touched his a spurt of warmth came to him, almost electric with entry to his body. It came to Sean and jolted his body, leaving him singed.
~~
It's fire
A fire of passion in the dark
He was pressed to the door. Viggo's hips pressing and grinding against his. Viggo's forehead pressed unto Sean's. Viggo grinds the hear through cloth and fabric as he captures Sean's mouth once more.
With a hand in Sean's trousers continuously stroking and stroking, he forgot his reason, he forgot his protests, he knew this would go on, may be 'til forever, and as Viggo's mouth licks and kisses his mouth. The fire is ablaze, Sean nearing incineration.
Yes… forever
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