All About Us (Series) | By : NessaT Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > General > Lord of the Ring Stars Views: 2134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It was the giggles that irritated him. Giggles that were shrill and loud, their unnaturally high frequency drilling into his ear drum like a pick axe. Those giggles, and the fact that two grown men were making complete asses of themselves, gossiping in hushed whispers like some fucking school girls and laughing behind their hands, was enough to make his blood boil.
“For the last time, you two, please shut the fuck up,” he barked, rolling his eyes when Orlando and Elijah made faces at him, feeling as if he were playing daddy to those two urchins.
“Oooh, you are in a good mood today, aren’t you?” Orli piped in, slinging an arm over Lijah’s shoulder, peering down at the grumpy man sitting at the steps of his trailer.
It was too early for that kind of shit, and Viggo wasn’t going to take any crap this morning. It was bad enough his rash kept him up all night so he barely had any sleep… but being around these two at eight in the morning without first having his coffee (he had woken up late and had rushed to the set without any breakfast), it was nothing short of torture.
“Just keep it down, alright? It’s hard enough trying to read through the script without have you screeching in my ear,” Viggo said in a huff, impatiently running a hand through his unruly locks.
“We were soooo not ‘screeching’. Where I came from, it’s called laughing. And we were nowhere even close to you. How can we be screeching into your ear?” Lij said reasonably, coming to sit next to him on his left while Orli sat on righright. Viggo muttered darkly under his breath.
“Eh? Whazzat?” Orli asked, amused.
“I said, God grant me patience. Now fuck off. Go… go play with your toys or…or something,” he gritted out, swatting impatiently at the boys. And for some reason, his words made them laugh all over again.
“What?” Viggo snapped, when they carried on for several long seconds, not bothering to enlighten him.
“N-nothing,” Orli gasped, while Lij reached across to give him a hearty slap on the back. “I-it’s just… did Sean tell you about us? What he asked us to do?”
Viggo narrowed his eyes, for the first time noticing the mischievous looks those two brats kept throwing his way.
“Did you sleep with him?” he asked bluntly. He’d kill Sean if he slept around with these two. Well… maybe fuck him first, and then kill him… and maybe fuck him again. No one dared to sleep around with his man. Everyone knew that Viggo was a possessive bastard….and he never liked to share, especially not his fuck mate.
Elijah laughed till his tears trickled down his cheeks, his face red as a beet.
“Of course not! God, you’re such an asshole,” he said, and this time, his voice had taken on a screechy quality, making Viggo physically wince at the havoc the sound made to his head (which had already bore the start of a massive headache).
“It takes one to know one. Now what did Sean ask you to do?” he pressed on, still suspicious as Elijah giggled, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. Damned brat…
“What did I ask who to do what?” came a voice.
It was Sean, looking well-groomed and rested from the night’s sleep that Viggo certainly hadn’t had, and for some reason it made him grumpy again.
“Quit talking in riddles. What did you ask them to do?” he growled as he stood up to press a quick welcoming kiss upon the other man’s lips.
Sean’s eyes lighted up as he looked pass his lover to Lijah and Orli.
“Did you manage to do it?” he asked, strangely excited.
The brats were literally hopping around with glee, presenting Sean with a paper bag with some unidentified objects hidden inside. Viggo wasn’t sure he wanted to know its contents.
“Well done! I’ll give you your fifty quid later on, back at the hotel,” he said after taking a peek into the bag while the younger men hi-fived one another and walked away clapping each other on the backs, leaving Viggo mystified…
**********
“You did WHAT?” Viggo was saying later that night when they were back at the hotel in their bedroom. He stared at Sean’s smug expression in a mixture of reverence and utmost horror.
“Yep. I told them to do it and they did. I think this ought to be fun,” he said with a grin, earning a laugh from Orli who was rummaging through Sean’s collection of CDs in the corner of the room.
“But… but,” Viggo began to say until he found that he had seem to lost his tongue.
“That’s right, mate. We’ve nicked Liv’s dildo from her trailer. Bean here paid us to do it and we did! Both of us! Me and Lij,” Orli crowed, pumping his fists in the air in some gesture of victory as Sean passed him a crisp fifty dollar note.
“What?” Viggo squawked. Jesus. Was he reduced to this? A fucking parrot, only able to utter monosyllabic words? But again he found that words escaped him as the sheer audacity of their actions hit him like a tidal wave.
“Does…(here he cleared his throat)… does Liv know that you’ve stolen her vibrator?”
Orli snorted. “Give us a little credit! I don’t think she’d find out that it’s gone since her boyfriend has come onto the set to visit. Even if she did, what would she do? Come up to every one and say, ‘Hey… I think someone had stolen my toy. It wouldn’t be you now, would it?’”
Sean snickered. “You know Vig, the kid’s got a point.”
He peeked into the paper bag and took out two dildos, one made of plastic and the other, some kind of metal and placed them on their dressing table.
“Why do you reckon she needed two?” Orli asked, looking over Sean’s shoulder with an expression of utmost interest.
“I dunno lad. Maybe as a back up if one of them batteries goes flat,” he suggested, causing Orli to fall into hysterics once more. Viggo snorted derisively and shook his head.
“No wonder she was all cranky just now when I suggested that our entire scene together should be in Elvish. Missed her toy did she?” Viggo mused, slowly coming to see the hilarity of the situation.
“So what are you guys going to do with them?” Orli asked, his eyes widening in a seemingly innocent manner. Sean just laughed, playfully slapping the back of the younger man’s head earning an anguished ‘Hey’ and a jab in the ribs.
“Jesus. I would have thought that shaving down there was kinky enough. Wouldn’t have imagined that you would have such a dirty mind, old man!” said Orli with a grin. Viggo spluttered indignantly.
“You told him?”
Orli was beside himself with laughter, clinging to Sean for support.
“He didn’t have to! You looked as if you had ants in your pants and so I asked Bean why was it that you were scratching your groin whenever you thought no one was looking your way. So he told me,” Orli laughed, shaking his head as he reached out to play with the metal vibrator.
“And here I was thinking that you could possibly have the worse case of crab infestation in the entire history of mankind.”
Viggo rolled his eyes.
“Okay… quit talking about my privates (here Orli screamed with laughter). Now scram. Be like a tree and leaf (leave). Vamoose,” he said, shoving Orli out of their room, unceremoniously locking the door behind him, trying to ignore Sean’s muffled laughter.
But Sean would not stop, his palm clapped over his mouth to stifle the sound.
Viggo narrowed his eyes.
“As for you… I’ve got other plans in store for the likes of you.”
Sean’s eyes darkened expectantly.
“I can’t wait,” he rasped out as Viggo approached him with the plastic dildo in his hand.
**********
Ring Ring.
“Hello?”
“Lij? It’s Orli. Bean gave me the fifty. We could use it to get some drinks tomorrow, okay?”
“Ha ha! Sounds like a good deal! Did they really use those things?”
“I don’t want to know. Really. But I accidentally took one…”
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
“Shut up, you cunt! You think I should knock on their door and give them this one?”
“And have Viggo bash your head in? Better you than me.”
“Won’t they want to have this one? You know… erm… one for each.”
“Orli, I really don’t want to talk about this.”
“Ha ha ha! Okay, you prude. I’ll see what I can do with this one. Ha ha ha!”
“Yeah yeah. Shove it up your arse. Whatever. Just as long as you get me the drinks tomorrow.”
“Ha ha ha! Okay. Bye!”
“Asshole.”
“Takes one to know one.”
Click.
**********
“It’s kinda huge isn’t it?”
“Shhh.”
“But really… look at the size! Make sure you lube it well, Vig.”
“….”
“More lube please.”
“Will you shut the fuck up?”
“Hey… I’m the one who’s about to be fucked by a piece of plastic. I have the right to protest.”
“Okay. All nice and slick. Now lift up.”
“…”
buzzzzzzzzz
“Mmmmmm.”
“Good?”
“MmmmMmmmuaaa ha ha ha ha ha!”
“What the fuck?”
“Tickles! Ha ha ha!”
“Will you (snort) shut up? This is supposed to feel good!”
“Not (ha ha ha) to me! Christ, get it out Vig! (ha ha ha)”
“Fuck. You’ve just ruined everything.”
“I can see that. The rest of your cock just disappeared.”
“Stupid asshole.”
Buzzzz buzzzzz
“Hey! (ha ha ha) C’mon Viggo! Stop that! It tickles!”
“Serves you right! (muffled laughter)”
Sound of plastic being tossed onto the floor.
“Stupid thing. I guess now it’s straight up ‘cock in the arse’ isn’t it?”
“There’s nothing straight about us, Vig.”
“Damned right you are.”
“And don’t you ever forget that.”
THE END
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