Naïve
Title: Naïve
Author: Moraya
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG13
Summary: NZ. Response to a kiss. Viggo's POV.
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Hi, I'm Mo and I am a liar.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Beta: tularia
A/N: for rocketbalm in response to this post.
A/N 2: Directly follows Excited. You should have read that one before to understand this.
Naïve
He had meant it to be a joke. A quick snog with teeth and tongue to knock the Elf off his feet. Considering how Orlando clings to him, long arms thrown around his shoulders, Viggo has succeeded in that. He just hadn't counted that it would be leaving him too breathless and affected.
His brain returns as the cheers and laughter from the fellowship grow loud enough to penetrate the haze in his head, and Viggo pries his lips from the Elf's, praying that no one would notice the bulge in his jeans. He isn't so sex- or attention-starved that a simple kiss should have this much of an affect on him.
Viggo smirks at their friends as Orlando backs away from him slowly. There's something in the younger man's eyes that Viggo can't read, and he wonders for a moment why Orlando isn't hitting him. He surely expected it.
Grabbing a bottle of beer out of Billy's hands and putting it to his mouth, Viggo vows to make sure to be careful these next days. Revenge is sweet, and they all have not only experience, but a lot of creativity in that aspect.
* * * * *
Hours and quite a bit of alcohol later Viggo leaves the house and steps on the back porch, inhaling the refreshing night air. Orlando's stands quietly smoking leaning against the railing and Viggo feels as if he owes him an apology. It's on the tip of his tongue, but when Orlando turns around and looks at him, it gets caught in his throat.
continued in Daring
Author: Moraya
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG13
Summary: NZ. Response to a kiss. Viggo's POV.
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Hi, I'm Mo and I am a liar.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Beta: tularia
A/N: for rocketbalm in response to this post.
A/N 2: Directly follows Excited. You should have read that one before to understand this.
Naïve
He had meant it to be a joke. A quick snog with teeth and tongue to knock the Elf off his feet. Considering how Orlando clings to him, long arms thrown around his shoulders, Viggo has succeeded in that. He just hadn't counted that it would be leaving him too breathless and affected.
His brain returns as the cheers and laughter from the fellowship grow loud enough to penetrate the haze in his head, and Viggo pries his lips from the Elf's, praying that no one would notice the bulge in his jeans. He isn't so sex- or attention-starved that a simple kiss should have this much of an affect on him.
Viggo smirks at their friends as Orlando backs away from him slowly. There's something in the younger man's eyes that Viggo can't read, and he wonders for a moment why Orlando isn't hitting him. He surely expected it.
Grabbing a bottle of beer out of Billy's hands and putting it to his mouth, Viggo vows to make sure to be careful these next days. Revenge is sweet, and they all have not only experience, but a lot of creativity in that aspect.
* * * * *
Hours and quite a bit of alcohol later Viggo leaves the house and steps on the back porch, inhaling the refreshing night air. Orlando's stands quietly smoking leaning against the railing and Viggo feels as if he owes him an apology. It's on the tip of his tongue, but when Orlando turns around and looks at him, it gets caught in his throat.
continued in Daring