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Hugo heads back towards the set, after getting his ear repaired. It wasn't his fault it fell off, truly it wasn't. It wasn't properly glued on there. It wasn't his fault, he'll just keep telling himself that. They were all informed to break for lunch, after the little ear incident, but the only way he could get to the food, was to get to the set first. In the corner of his eye, he spots a rather... elven looking blond. Studying the figure closer, he grins almost evilly to himself, and heads in that direction instead.
Craig -- very carefully -- reaches up to brush the long blond hair back from his shoulders, not wanting to get it in his coffee anymore than mess it up and have the makeup people yelling at him. Deciding he's not hungry, Craig downs the last bit of his coffee and tosses the paper cup in one of the trash cans, looking up just in time to see Hugo heading over. Craig smiles and meets the older man (elf?) half-way, bowing dramatically at him and hiding his smile, "Good afternoon, my Lord."
Hugo snickers softly, and brushes his fingers over Craig's cheek. "Craig... you're such a natural at being blond." He grins at the younger man, and winks. "And you got taller..." He looks confused for a moment. "I didn't think people grew that late in life, Craig." He pokes Craig's stomach, and smiles, before leaning in and kissing his cheek.
Craig smiles and turns his head to kiss Hugo's wrist when the other man touches his cheek, but before he can comment on being a natural blond Craig gasps and takes a step back, pulling away from Hugo's kiss to his cheek. "Hugo!" Craig whines, lightly hitting Hugo's arm, "They didn't have to make me THAT much taller, thank you."
Hugo gasps slightly, "I was only teasing!" He pouts slightly at Craig. "I'm sorry. Just don't make my ears fall off again, and don't yell at me. I couldn't handle either one of those, I think." He pouts cutely at Craig.
Craig laughs at Hugo's pout and leans in to kiss him, uncaring (or really just not remembering) that they're standing just in front of the craft services tent, and runs his hands up the backs of Hugo's arms. Tilting his head toward the tent, Craig smiles and kisses Hugo again, "Hungry?"
Hugo tilts his head slightly, and peers at the tent. He leans in and kisses Craig softly, before peering at the tent again. "No, I'm good." He kisses Craig softly once more, letting the kiss linger this time. "I didn't know you were supposed to be here today."
Craig whimpers softly at the kisses, and practically beams when Hugo says he's not headed to the tent. Licking his lips, Craig hooks his arm through Hugo's and walks them toward the cast's trailers, thinking that perhaps snogging in plain view in their costumes would get them yelled at, "Mmm, I didn't either until yesterday. Apparently, Peter killing me means I have to have more costumes fitted, hence the Haldir garb when I'm not filming." Turning his head to kiss Hugo's shoulder, Craig looks hopefully at the other man, "How long do you have before you must be back on set?"
Hugo ponders this question for a moment, "I had to go get an ear fixed. So Peter said we were to break for enough time to eat, and for the ear to be repaired. The ear took a whole five minutes to put back on, but with Peter.." He shrugs slightly. "Probably no less than thirty minutes. I'm sure I could make it longer if I wanted."
Happy with this information, Craig leads them through the maze of trailers to the one he knows to be Hugo's. Well, the one Hugo shares with someone Craig's never actually met, and Craig keeps his fingers crossed that the mystery person isn't on set today. Smiling innocently at Hugo, Craig leans in and kisses the older man's cheek, "Half-an-hour is good. He'll send someone for you if you're not on time."
Hugo eyes the not so innocent look coming from Craig, and thinks he should know better than to trust it. He enters into the trailer with Craig, and presses his lips against Craig's once he's properly shut the door. "Yes. He'll figure out where I am, eventually." He kisses Craig once more, the kiss a little less soft than the ones when they were out in front of the tent, but still keeping the kiss soft.
Craig melts against Hugo, the day or so its been since he's seen the older man seeming much longer, too long, and he wraps his arms around Hugo's waist to pull him closer. Trying to be mindful of both their hair and ears -- which he has found only itch when he thinks about them, and there are definitely better things to think about right now -- Craig makes a mental note to keep his hands at or below Hugo's waist. The thought makes him giggle, though, and he smiles at Hugo between quick soft kisses and deeper more passionate ones.
Hugo wraps his arms around Craig, whose blond hair constantly throws him off. He wants to touch more of Craig, but is afraid of the makeup people yelling at him for messing up Craig's costume next. So he keeps his hands where they are, only allowing them to slide down lower, just slightly. He continues to kiss Craig, the kisses becoming more passionate, as he has missed the younger man more than he realized within the last couple of days.
Craig whimpers and runs his hands up Hugo's chest, over the too many layers of his costume, and breaks their kiss to breathe heavily against Hugo's lips. Watching Hugo's face, Craig tugs lightly at the front of Hugo's Elrond-robes, and whimpers against his lips, "I've decided I hate this costume." Running his eyes very obviously down Hugo's body, Craig meets Hugo's eyes (the innocent look completely gone by now) and slowly slides his fingers down Hugo's sides and over his thighs, whispering, "I want to touch all of you, and I can't even run my fingers through your hair." Softer, "You're so deliciously tempting when I know I can't touch you."
Hugo whispers softly, "But the costume makes me feel so very pretty, Craig..." He presses his lips against Craig's again, kissing him passionately. He runs his hands over Craig's sides, and whimpers very softly at him. "I missed you and now you're here, and I can't kiss you without being afraid of your costume being messed up and then getting yelled at."
Craig slides his hands over Hugo's hips, gently massaging little circles on Hugo's hipbones with his thumbs. Smiling against Hugo's lips, Craig deepens their kiss, making it more sensual and less probing. Holding it out for a long moment, Craig smiles -- finally eye-level with Hugo, for once -- and whispers, "I missed you too. And you can kiss me...just not much of anything else." Ignoring the little voice in his head telling him that their kiss-swollen lips will get them yelled at anyway, Craig presses his lips against Hugo's again, still moving his fingers teasingly over Hugo's hips.
Hugo runs his hands over Craig's sides, over his lower back, and over his arse, lightly. He nips lightly at Craig's lower lip, before kissing him passionately once more. He whimpers softly at the fingers on his hips, and he quickly realizes that he's going to be wanting Craig more than he already does. And he doubts he's going to be able to have any self-control around him, this time...
Craig whimpers against Hugo's lips when the other man's hands slide over his ass, and Craig uses the contact as an excuse to arch his hips forward, pressing himself against Hugo. Moaning into Hugo's mouth at the friction -- entirely too little with all the fucking material between them -- Craig massages Hugo's tongue with his for a moment before sucking suggestively on it.
Hugo whimpers softly at the moan, and runs his hands over Craig's arse once more. He presses Craig's body against his own, and massages Craig's tongue with his own, whimpering softly at Craig, wanting desperately for the layers between them to be gone.
Craig shudders at the continued contact, and as frustrated as he is with their costumes, the forced restraint is almost dizzying. Sliding his hands from Hugo's hips back to his arse, Craig gently squeezes it and uses the leverage to pull Hugo's hips impossibly closer, grinding his arousal against Hugo's as he moans again against the older man's lips.
Hugo grasps a loose part of Craig's costume, and holds the younger man as close to him as he can physically get the two bodies together. He whimpers at Craig's moan, and moans softly himself. He grinds his hips against Craig's, kissing the other man passionately.
The extra bit of height makes Craig line up to Hugo a little awkwardly, but he manages to keep Hugo's hips lined up perfectly with his own, loving the sound of Hugo's moans and whimpers. The tug to his costume makes Craig want it off even more -- or better yet -- want Hugo's off even more, and no longer caring about who yells, Craig moves his hands off Hugo's arse to slide up his chest. Undoing the outer robe of the Elrond getup, Craig breaks their kiss to look down so he can see what he's doing as he undoes the little buttons on Hugo's inner robe*
Hugo allows Craig just enough room to start undoing his costume. He trails his hands over Craig's costume, finding the fastenings to it, and he proceeds to unbutton that costume as well. As he begins, he hears a knock on his trailer door, followed with a "Hugo! Peter wants you now!" Hugo gives the door a quick glare, then peers over at Craig.
If it were possible to murder someone with a look, Peter's...assistant, whoever that is, would be dead now. Thankfully he had the decency to leave when he saw their looks, and Craig whimpers at Hugo. "Damn it," he whispers under his breath, and kisses Hugo quickly, looking apologetically at him, "Peter will kill you if you don't go..."
Mister Weaving: Hugo nods slightly, and presses his lips against Craig's once more. "Yes... maybe next time I see you, I can kiss you and not have to worry about disturbing your hair?" He tugs very lightly on the ends of Craig's blond wig. "And you won't be wearing that, please?" He pokes at Craig's stomach, and grins teasingly, before kissing him quickly.
Craig bites back a small whimper at being cut short so quickly, and kisses Hugo again. Snickering at Hugo's comment about his hair, Craig does his best to pout, "You don't like it? I was thinking of going blond." He smiles and hooks his arm through Hugo's, leading them both back outside.
Craig -- very carefully -- reaches up to brush the long blond hair back from his shoulders, not wanting to get it in his coffee anymore than mess it up and have the makeup people yelling at him. Deciding he's not hungry, Craig downs the last bit of his coffee and tosses the paper cup in one of the trash cans, looking up just in time to see Hugo heading over. Craig smiles and meets the older man (elf?) half-way, bowing dramatically at him and hiding his smile, "Good afternoon, my Lord."
Hugo snickers softly, and brushes his fingers over Craig's cheek. "Craig... you're such a natural at being blond." He grins at the younger man, and winks. "And you got taller..." He looks confused for a moment. "I didn't think people grew that late in life, Craig." He pokes Craig's stomach, and smiles, before leaning in and kissing his cheek.
Craig smiles and turns his head to kiss Hugo's wrist when the other man touches his cheek, but before he can comment on being a natural blond Craig gasps and takes a step back, pulling away from Hugo's kiss to his cheek. "Hugo!" Craig whines, lightly hitting Hugo's arm, "They didn't have to make me THAT much taller, thank you."
Hugo gasps slightly, "I was only teasing!" He pouts slightly at Craig. "I'm sorry. Just don't make my ears fall off again, and don't yell at me. I couldn't handle either one of those, I think." He pouts cutely at Craig.
Craig laughs at Hugo's pout and leans in to kiss him, uncaring (or really just not remembering) that they're standing just in front of the craft services tent, and runs his hands up the backs of Hugo's arms. Tilting his head toward the tent, Craig smiles and kisses Hugo again, "Hungry?"
Hugo tilts his head slightly, and peers at the tent. He leans in and kisses Craig softly, before peering at the tent again. "No, I'm good." He kisses Craig softly once more, letting the kiss linger this time. "I didn't know you were supposed to be here today."
Craig whimpers softly at the kisses, and practically beams when Hugo says he's not headed to the tent. Licking his lips, Craig hooks his arm through Hugo's and walks them toward the cast's trailers, thinking that perhaps snogging in plain view in their costumes would get them yelled at, "Mmm, I didn't either until yesterday. Apparently, Peter killing me means I have to have more costumes fitted, hence the Haldir garb when I'm not filming." Turning his head to kiss Hugo's shoulder, Craig looks hopefully at the other man, "How long do you have before you must be back on set?"
Hugo ponders this question for a moment, "I had to go get an ear fixed. So Peter said we were to break for enough time to eat, and for the ear to be repaired. The ear took a whole five minutes to put back on, but with Peter.." He shrugs slightly. "Probably no less than thirty minutes. I'm sure I could make it longer if I wanted."
Happy with this information, Craig leads them through the maze of trailers to the one he knows to be Hugo's. Well, the one Hugo shares with someone Craig's never actually met, and Craig keeps his fingers crossed that the mystery person isn't on set today. Smiling innocently at Hugo, Craig leans in and kisses the older man's cheek, "Half-an-hour is good. He'll send someone for you if you're not on time."
Hugo eyes the not so innocent look coming from Craig, and thinks he should know better than to trust it. He enters into the trailer with Craig, and presses his lips against Craig's once he's properly shut the door. "Yes. He'll figure out where I am, eventually." He kisses Craig once more, the kiss a little less soft than the ones when they were out in front of the tent, but still keeping the kiss soft.
Craig melts against Hugo, the day or so its been since he's seen the older man seeming much longer, too long, and he wraps his arms around Hugo's waist to pull him closer. Trying to be mindful of both their hair and ears -- which he has found only itch when he thinks about them, and there are definitely better things to think about right now -- Craig makes a mental note to keep his hands at or below Hugo's waist. The thought makes him giggle, though, and he smiles at Hugo between quick soft kisses and deeper more passionate ones.
Hugo wraps his arms around Craig, whose blond hair constantly throws him off. He wants to touch more of Craig, but is afraid of the makeup people yelling at him for messing up Craig's costume next. So he keeps his hands where they are, only allowing them to slide down lower, just slightly. He continues to kiss Craig, the kisses becoming more passionate, as he has missed the younger man more than he realized within the last couple of days.
Craig whimpers and runs his hands up Hugo's chest, over the too many layers of his costume, and breaks their kiss to breathe heavily against Hugo's lips. Watching Hugo's face, Craig tugs lightly at the front of Hugo's Elrond-robes, and whimpers against his lips, "I've decided I hate this costume." Running his eyes very obviously down Hugo's body, Craig meets Hugo's eyes (the innocent look completely gone by now) and slowly slides his fingers down Hugo's sides and over his thighs, whispering, "I want to touch all of you, and I can't even run my fingers through your hair." Softer, "You're so deliciously tempting when I know I can't touch you."
Hugo whispers softly, "But the costume makes me feel so very pretty, Craig..." He presses his lips against Craig's again, kissing him passionately. He runs his hands over Craig's sides, and whimpers very softly at him. "I missed you and now you're here, and I can't kiss you without being afraid of your costume being messed up and then getting yelled at."
Craig slides his hands over Hugo's hips, gently massaging little circles on Hugo's hipbones with his thumbs. Smiling against Hugo's lips, Craig deepens their kiss, making it more sensual and less probing. Holding it out for a long moment, Craig smiles -- finally eye-level with Hugo, for once -- and whispers, "I missed you too. And you can kiss me...just not much of anything else." Ignoring the little voice in his head telling him that their kiss-swollen lips will get them yelled at anyway, Craig presses his lips against Hugo's again, still moving his fingers teasingly over Hugo's hips.
Hugo runs his hands over Craig's sides, over his lower back, and over his arse, lightly. He nips lightly at Craig's lower lip, before kissing him passionately once more. He whimpers softly at the fingers on his hips, and he quickly realizes that he's going to be wanting Craig more than he already does. And he doubts he's going to be able to have any self-control around him, this time...
Craig whimpers against Hugo's lips when the other man's hands slide over his ass, and Craig uses the contact as an excuse to arch his hips forward, pressing himself against Hugo. Moaning into Hugo's mouth at the friction -- entirely too little with all the fucking material between them -- Craig massages Hugo's tongue with his for a moment before sucking suggestively on it.
Hugo whimpers softly at the moan, and runs his hands over Craig's arse once more. He presses Craig's body against his own, and massages Craig's tongue with his own, whimpering softly at Craig, wanting desperately for the layers between them to be gone.
Craig shudders at the continued contact, and as frustrated as he is with their costumes, the forced restraint is almost dizzying. Sliding his hands from Hugo's hips back to his arse, Craig gently squeezes it and uses the leverage to pull Hugo's hips impossibly closer, grinding his arousal against Hugo's as he moans again against the older man's lips.
Hugo grasps a loose part of Craig's costume, and holds the younger man as close to him as he can physically get the two bodies together. He whimpers at Craig's moan, and moans softly himself. He grinds his hips against Craig's, kissing the other man passionately.
The extra bit of height makes Craig line up to Hugo a little awkwardly, but he manages to keep Hugo's hips lined up perfectly with his own, loving the sound of Hugo's moans and whimpers. The tug to his costume makes Craig want it off even more -- or better yet -- want Hugo's off even more, and no longer caring about who yells, Craig moves his hands off Hugo's arse to slide up his chest. Undoing the outer robe of the Elrond getup, Craig breaks their kiss to look down so he can see what he's doing as he undoes the little buttons on Hugo's inner robe*
Hugo allows Craig just enough room to start undoing his costume. He trails his hands over Craig's costume, finding the fastenings to it, and he proceeds to unbutton that costume as well. As he begins, he hears a knock on his trailer door, followed with a "Hugo! Peter wants you now!" Hugo gives the door a quick glare, then peers over at Craig.
If it were possible to murder someone with a look, Peter's...assistant, whoever that is, would be dead now. Thankfully he had the decency to leave when he saw their looks, and Craig whimpers at Hugo. "Damn it," he whispers under his breath, and kisses Hugo quickly, looking apologetically at him, "Peter will kill you if you don't go..."
Mister Weaving: Hugo nods slightly, and presses his lips against Craig's once more. "Yes... maybe next time I see you, I can kiss you and not have to worry about disturbing your hair?" He tugs very lightly on the ends of Craig's blond wig. "And you won't be wearing that, please?" He pokes at Craig's stomach, and grins teasingly, before kissing him quickly.
Craig bites back a small whimper at being cut short so quickly, and kisses Hugo again. Snickering at Hugo's comment about his hair, Craig does his best to pout, "You don't like it? I was thinking of going blond." He smiles and hooks his arm through Hugo's, leading them both back outside.