Author: Glorfindel and Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Sean B.
Rating: Heavy Sexual Implication
Beta: None this time. Blame it all on me!
Warning: None
Feedback: Would love it
Website: http://www.lordsofgondor.com
Live Journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/sairalinde/
Disclaimer: This never happened...this is total fiction. Viggo and Sean real but we can make no claims on them. This was written in fun that's all.
Archiving: Rugbytackling
Summary/Notes: Why Sean hates cold showers.

This was actually Glorfindel's idea...and he co-wrote it with me! He said, "It's for the lovely ladies on Rugbytackle and the list." (He still can't believe he wrote most of this!) haha

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Viggo moved slowly across the room with a determined look in his eye. I wasn't sure if I should stay or back away, but a part of me was entranced. When he finally reached me I knew this was it. Viggo pulled me close and kissed me deeply, so deeply it made me ache for more.

Hands-fingers, fingers every where, so many it seemed as if Viggo were an octopus.

He probed my ear with his tongue deeply, all the while groping affectionately at my arse pulling me flush against his body. I could feel his erection grinding against my own and it forced a moan from me.

"Don't tease me, Viggo." I whispered huskily against Viggo's lips.

At that remark Viggo chuckled and spun me around slowly kissing my neck tenderly and urging me toward the bed. Our clothes seemed to simply melt away until we were hot flesh to hot flesh. Sliding slick and wet against each other. Soon he was slowly entering me…

My god, I didn't know it could feel this good.

"Viggo I'm about to..."

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP." The alarm clock screeched in the predawn hours.

"Damn bloody fucking alarm clock!" Sean said sending the thing flying in a black and red blur across the room until it made a satisfying crunch against the opposite wall.

"Another bloody cold fucking shower in the middle of bloody fucking January!" Sean hissed.

The End.