Song-Ficlet : I Wish
Title : I Wish
Author : Andatariel
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : OB/VM
Warning : Smut, fluff
Disclaimer : This is (unfortunately) a work of fiction, none of this really happened. Don’t know them, don’t own them, no profit involved - just for fun!
Feedback : Yes, please!
Summary : Orlando loves Viggo.
Beta : Grateful thanks to the ever awesome alliwantisanelfforchristmas - hon, you inspire me.
Posted : November 2004
Archive : Viggorously, Characters in Bloom, LBES. Others please ask- I’ll most likely say yes.
A/N : This ficlet is dedicated to alliwantisanelf, for all her help, support and encouragement. You are the best!!!
“If I could grant you one wish,
I wish you could see the way you kiss.
Oooh, I love watching you, baby,
When you’re driving me ooh, crazy…”
The Way You Love Me: Faith Hill
I wish I could show you how I see you. You see yourself as an average man, and have no idea why people fall under your spell. I have.
I wish you could see the way people light up when you walk into a room. The way they hang on your every word, whether you are talking about art, poetry, acting, politics, Henry, wine, or just about anything.
I wish you could see the way your eyes light up when they catch mine across a crowded room. I wish you could see them sparkle when you laugh - never at me, always with me.
I wish you could see the way the love and tenderness shine out of your eyes when you hold me, whispering sweet nothings into my ears.
I wish you could see the passion burning there when you lean in to capture my lips with yours, when you devour my mouth and suck the very soul out of me only to replace it with your own, which you pour into me with boundless generosity. I wish you could see the wicked sparkle in your eyes when you kiss and caress my chest, licking and sucking my nipples, driving me wild. I wish you could see the lust mingled with love when you slide down to take me into the warm, hot, wet cavern of your mouth, looking up at me from beneath your sandy lashes, taking the very essence of me into the back of your throat and turning my world inside out.
I wish you could see the way your eyes darken when I take you inside my body, the mixture of love, lust, and pure passion clearly written there for me to see, sending my senses spiraling on a roller-coaster ride with you.
I wish you could see the way your eyelids flutter when you close them as you start to move inside me, flickering open to catch my eyes in a blaze of desire as you pound into my willing body. This body that you so tenderly and caressingly prepare and open to accept you, driving me crazy with heat for you, love and care in every move you make.
I wish you could see the triumph in your eyes as you thrust into me and stroke me to orgasm, the triumphant grin as you drive me to come over your hand, coating your stomach. I wish you could see the feral glint in your eyes as you drive to your own thunderous climax, your head thrown back and my name echoing round the room from your cries as you fill me with your hot essence.
I wish you could see the sated look in your eyes as you fall limply to my chest, gasping for breath. I wish you could see the love and tenderness once again shining out as you reach up to kiss me softly, glowing in the aftermath of our passion.
I wish you could see the way you love me.
Author : Andatariel
Rating : NC-17
Pairing : OB/VM
Warning : Smut, fluff
Disclaimer : This is (unfortunately) a work of fiction, none of this really happened. Don’t know them, don’t own them, no profit involved - just for fun!
Feedback : Yes, please!
Summary : Orlando loves Viggo.
Beta : Grateful thanks to the ever awesome alliwantisanelfforchristmas - hon, you inspire me.
Posted : November 2004
Archive : Viggorously, Characters in Bloom, LBES. Others please ask- I’ll most likely say yes.
A/N : This ficlet is dedicated to alliwantisanelf, for all her help, support and encouragement. You are the best!!!
“If I could grant you one wish,
I wish you could see the way you kiss.
Oooh, I love watching you, baby,
When you’re driving me ooh, crazy…”
The Way You Love Me: Faith Hill
I wish I could show you how I see you. You see yourself as an average man, and have no idea why people fall under your spell. I have.
I wish you could see the way people light up when you walk into a room. The way they hang on your every word, whether you are talking about art, poetry, acting, politics, Henry, wine, or just about anything.
I wish you could see the way your eyes light up when they catch mine across a crowded room. I wish you could see them sparkle when you laugh - never at me, always with me.
I wish you could see the way the love and tenderness shine out of your eyes when you hold me, whispering sweet nothings into my ears.
I wish you could see the passion burning there when you lean in to capture my lips with yours, when you devour my mouth and suck the very soul out of me only to replace it with your own, which you pour into me with boundless generosity. I wish you could see the wicked sparkle in your eyes when you kiss and caress my chest, licking and sucking my nipples, driving me wild. I wish you could see the lust mingled with love when you slide down to take me into the warm, hot, wet cavern of your mouth, looking up at me from beneath your sandy lashes, taking the very essence of me into the back of your throat and turning my world inside out.
I wish you could see the way your eyes darken when I take you inside my body, the mixture of love, lust, and pure passion clearly written there for me to see, sending my senses spiraling on a roller-coaster ride with you.
I wish you could see the way your eyelids flutter when you close them as you start to move inside me, flickering open to catch my eyes in a blaze of desire as you pound into my willing body. This body that you so tenderly and caressingly prepare and open to accept you, driving me crazy with heat for you, love and care in every move you make.
I wish you could see the triumph in your eyes as you thrust into me and stroke me to orgasm, the triumphant grin as you drive me to come over your hand, coating your stomach. I wish you could see the feral glint in your eyes as you drive to your own thunderous climax, your head thrown back and my name echoing round the room from your cries as you fill me with your hot essence.
I wish you could see the sated look in your eyes as you fall limply to my chest, gasping for breath. I wish you could see the love and tenderness once again shining out as you reach up to kiss me softly, glowing in the aftermath of our passion.
I wish you could see the way you love me.