Title: Rumor Mill
Author: Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Sean B.
Rating: Explicit Sex
Beta: None this time. Blame it all on me!
Warning: Sappy.
Feedback: Would love it Sairalinde @ hornofgondor.com
Website: http://www.lordsofgondor.com
Disclaimer: This never happened...this is total fiction. Viggo and Sean are incredibly, deliciously real but sadly I can make no claims on them. This was written in fun that's all.
Archiving: OEAM, SL, Rugbytackling, GO, anywhere else just ask.
Summary/Notes: From Arden's challenge on Rugbytackle of Viggo and Sean never having had "boy sex" and needing others to help. Sean and Viggo just can't seem to get on the same page but hobbits, elves, and wizards help them along.
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Sean had walked away from Viggo quicker than he had intended. It wasn't Viggo's fault, he hadn't done anything, then wasn't that part of the problem? Sean wanted him to do something…anything. Sean himself couldn't bring himself to do it…Viggo had to, or nothing at all would come of it.

"Bloody hell I just need to get laid. Hook up with some pretty lass at the pub and get my mind off all this." Sean muttered to himself.

When Sean approached the hobbits and Orlando they suddenly got very quiet.

"What?" Sean asked looking at all of them. Then he noticed that a certain elf looked a little guilty. "Been feeding the rumor mill again Orli?" Sean asked sure of what they had been talking about.

"What? Oh no, Sean." Orlando said trying to look innocent but his comrades weren't helping.

Elijah giggled and Dom smirked at Sean. "Heard you need to lock the trailer door."

"Actually Orlando took that for something that it wasn't." Sean said slightly irritated.

"Oh come on Sean everyone knows you and Viggo have been shagging each other's brains out for weeks now." Elijah piped up.

Sean frowned. Oh how he wished that were true. "No we haven't, but you're going to believe the gossip no matter what I say." Sean said in a defeated voice.

Billy tilted his head slightly and then grinned. "Sean's not lying." What was he a lie detector? Sean wondered, though he was glad he seemed to be on his side. Not that he had a side, or needed anyone to side with him, but it was still nice someone, anyone believed him!

"What?" Dom asked confused.

"He's not…he and Viggo…well they aren't…are you Sean?" Billy asked tilting his head the opposite direction. Did tilting his head make him able to detect lies?

"That's what I fucking said, have been saying for weeks!" Sean muttered looking at them with daggers in his eyes.

"Oh, oh God…then this morning?" Orlando asked.

"Pure misunderstanding. Yes, Viggo was leaning against the wall, yes I was standing right in front of him with my hand on his shoulder, but we were laughing, Orlando. Nothing more, nothing less. Two friends laughing over some stupid joke I can't even remember now. That's it." Sean explained feeling more irritated by the second from having to explain his actions.

"Well what about that night at the pub when we heard you moan and saw Viggo crawl out from under the table?" Orlando asked even jutting his chin out a bit. Sort of saying I dare you to reason your way out of that one.

Sean rolled his eyes. "He dropped his fucking pencil and crawled under the bleedin' table to pick it up. He did brain himself pretty good against my knee and the table leg though." Sean said with a chuckle. "That's why I groaned so loud, it wasn't a moan. His fucking hard head connected with my knee cap. It wasn't anything sexual, it was pain."

"Well some people like pain." Orlando muttered and everyone shot him a weird look.

"Oh bloody hell! And the tackle?" Dom asked wanting to laugh.

"Was just that…what you saw is what it was. Fucking nutters Viggo being himself is all it was." Sean answered.

"All the time you two spend together?" Elijah asked seemingly captivated.

"Are you shagging Dom?" Sean countered.

"Well, no." Elijah said with a grin.

"There ya go. We are just friends, damn it. You people and your fucking rumors, worse than Tolkien's bloody ring, at least it was something that can be destroyed. Rumors never go away…or people never take them as just rumors they believe them as Gods truth." Sean said angrily.

"Fuck…so the two of you aren't?" Orlando asked.

"No." Sean answered again with a heavy sigh.

"Oh. Good then." Orlando said smiling.

"Good?" Sean asked.

"Yeah. Mean's Viggo isn't off limits anymore." Orlando said smiling wickedly and suddenly Sean wanted to strangle him.

"Just wait a damn minute, Orlando." Sean growled and stepped forward. He wasn't sure where that had come from but he knew jealousy when he felt it and he was feeling it right now.

"What? You <I>said</I> you and Viggo aren't an item. You <I>said</I> you are just friends. So why can't I have a crack at him?" Orlando asked still grinning.

"Because you aren't my type." A voice said behind Sean which made Sean nearly jump right out of his skin.
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Everyone paled a bit as Viggo joined the group.

Sean couldn't look at Orlando or Viggo, suddenly the ground became very interesting to Sean as he couldn't take his eyes off it for a moment. He didn't know how long Viggo had been there but obviously it had been long enough.

"I uh I have to talk to Fran about some of my lines." Sean huffed and took off at a fast clip toward where Fran was standing.

Viggo watched him go as did the others.

"Fuck, Viggo. I think you nearly gave Sean a heart attack. And what do you mean I'm not your type? I am SO your type." Orlando said smiling.

Viggo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Orlando was olive and almost delicate, but olive and almost delicate wasn't what he wanted. His taste was set for gold and masculine and that was what he intended on getting. Now that he suspected that Sean was at least partially on the same page as he was.

"So the rumors aren't true but you and Sean both want them to be?" Billy asked trying to get a handle on everything. He really could read people quite well.

Viggo's attention turned to the smaller man and he smiled. "<I>Now</I> you're getting it." He said with a grin.

Elijah laughed. "Oh this is just beautiful. Everyone thinks the two of you are shagging each other's brains out, while you aren't, but you want to be. God what are we in high school?"

Viggo laughed. "Sometimes I wonder Elijah."

"Well tell him…why haven't you told him before now?" Billy asked.

"You are all such morons. Viggo wanted to keep his face in tact I imagine." Dom piped up and Viggo nodded.

"Ooooooohhhhh!" Several voices chimed in unison.

"So what are you gona' do?" Billy asked.

"I honestly don't know. I can't just say 'Well Sean you know when I said Orli wasn't my type…I wanted to say you were.' I mean that's pretty lame." Viggo said looking around.

"Yeah that is lame." Elijah and Orlando chorused.

"I didn't know you and he were…well you know. Gay or Bi or whatever…was having a hell of a time believing the rumors really. Partly why I believed Sean so easily." Billy admitted.

"Well we aren't. At least I'm not, or wasn't. Hell I dunno. I'd considered men before, but never felt strongly enough about another man to want something like that with them, ya know?" Viggo said uncomfortably.

"Shit. So you've never? Wow. I don't think Sean either ya know…but I think he wants you, Vig." Orlando said looking at Viggo oddly. "Just the way he reacted when I made that joke about you being 'available'."

"Well I hope so, or Aragorn may finish this movie with two black eyes and a broken nose." Viggo said shaking his head.

Everyone snickered a bit. "Do you even you know…know what to do if the opportunity presents itself?" Orlando asked.

"Christ, Orli!" Viggo said turning a deep red color that made Elijah laugh.

"You don't do you?" Elijah said laughing and his big blue eyes looking even bigger. The boy was holding his stomach he was laughing so hard. Viggo being the peace loving man he is, was having a hard time reconciling the sudden urge to punch Elijah right between his pretty little eyes.

"Well, it's not something you just go up and ask someone. So how exactly do I go about fucking my best friend?" Viggo snapped as the rest of the group howled with laughter.

"Oh, I am so glad I am making your fucking day here." Viggo's voice said dripping with sarcasm.

After the others managed to catch their breath they all said the same name, "IAN!"

Viggo turned about five different shades of red. "No…no I can't ask Ian."

"You have to, he has the most experience. I mean well I would imagine anyway." Orlando said wiping mirthful tears from his eyes. Make up was going to kill him but it was worth it.

"You um you…well Orli…" Viggo began awkwardly and Orlando cut him off.

"You mean I bugger men, eh? Well I have but uh…I've only ever been on the receiving end." Orlando began and Elijah put his hands over his ears.

"Sorry…can't hear this…don't want to hear this…leaving now…la, la, la!" Elijah said sounding an awful lot like Smeagol.

Billy grinned. "Sorry, I'm with 'Lijah." Billy said following Elijah off.

Dom stayed. "I can help. I been both."

Orlando's mouth dropped open. "I didn't know you were…well hell. He's your man Viggo…well so to speak anyway." Orlando said walking away shaking his head still obviously shocked.

Dom smiled up at Viggo. "So…where do you want me to start?"

"I have no idea." Viggo admitted plopping down on the grass and looking up at Dom. "Tell me whatever you can."

And Dom did.

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