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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[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4]

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you." Sean said softly.

"It's ok…got cold without you." Viggo murmured softly.

Sean felt like someone had kindled a fire inside his stomach at that statement. The way Viggo said that…it felt so--intimate. Screw waiting for Viggo to say something, do something. Sean thought about what Ian had told him. "I think he might feel the same way if those looks I've seen him throwing your way are any indication." It was now or never.

"Have you…" Sean stopped. The words were there but he couldn't bring himself to say it. He needed to take a deep breath first, steel himself for a possible verbal if not physical assault and not the kind he was wanting.

"What?" Viggo asked his eyes rising to meet Sean's. Those blue gray eyes felt as if they were blazing right into his soul. Sean had to take a chance. Sean trusted Ian's instincts even if he didn't trust his own right now. He just prayed the old man was right or Sean had a feeling he'd be finding out how cold that rain is again, this time without the benefit of socks or shoes.

"Have you ever…given yourself absolutely to someone else?" Sean asked getting ready to back out the door if he needed to.

"What?" Viggo asked confused. Then he grinned as the words registered in his sleepy brain. "No, but I can't say I never will."

"Would you want to?" Sean asked feeling a bit bolder this time.

"If they promised to give me the same thing in return." Viggo said standing up quickly and crossing the room toward Sean.

Sean felt as if the entire room was going to spin away into the distance, at a point just over Viggo's shoulder. He looked like a predator stalking toward him. Sean had to nearly lock his knees to keep from stepping back.

"I didn't think I'd ever be there, in that place." Sean said softly watching Viggo close the distance between them.

"Are you there? Now?" Viggo asked softly as he stopped within arms reach of Sean.

"Yes."

"Good." Viggo murmured and with that lost all semblance of self control.

He lunged forward and grasped Sean's head in each hand and pulled him into a kiss. It was so sudden that Sean barely had time to register what exactly was happening.

Viggo kissed like a hurricane. Like a force of nature, the leaves spinning by the window and the rain pounding against the side of the cottage only added to the ethereal feeling of it all. Sean felt plundered, taken, yet given over willingly to Viggo in sacrifice.

He hadn't even realized his arms were still at his sides for a moment and then suddenly they were wrapped around Viggo. Pulling him closer, deepening the kiss, returning the fire. Their tongues dueled but it wasn't about dominance or power, it was passion. Deep and consuming, and beautiful. Like all the stars in the universe collided and reformed within the very same room with them.

After a few seconds they pulled back from each other gasping for breath.

"Bloody hell." Sean murmured dragging in a ragged breath. "How'd you do that?"

"Do what?" Viggo asked confused.

"Get down to my bones?" Sean asked wonderingly.

Viggo smiled. "I was wondering the same thing." Viggo whispered resting his forehead against Sean's. "So, you want this? Want us?" Us. Not me. Not this. US.

"More than oxygen." Sean whispered just before Viggo's lips descended on his again.

They grappled with each other's clothing trying not to break their kiss but Sean had to pull his t-shirt over his head. He did it quickly tossing it halfway across the room just moments before Viggo's tongue traced down the side of his neck from his earlobe to his shoulder.

"God, I've wanted to know what you taste like forever it seems." Viggo whispered against Sean's skin.

Sean couldn't respond. Couldn't say anything, couldn't think for the blood humming in his ears.

"Viggo." He finally managed to rasp out.

"Hmm?" Viggo murmured sucking on the skin near his collarbone marking him.

"I…I've never." Sean whispered uncertainly.

"Me either…we'll have to help each other." Viggo whispered pulling away and gazing into Sean's eyes. Normally light green but nearly forest green darkened with lust and shining with something more.

They started trying to make their way for the bedroom. Viggo finally grabbed Sean's hand in his and led him to the other room. Once inside Sean tugged him back against him.

"I've been wanting to kiss you just here…at the top of your spine where your hair hits. Wanted to taste you. You know your skin smells like sandalwood? I noticed it the day you tackled me." Sean whispered huskily pulling back a bit and then kissing and licking a line down across Viggo's shoulder blade.

"Hmm umm sandalwood soap." Viggo muttered at a loss to remember the brand he always bought.

"Don't change it." Sean whispered sucking hard at the juncture where Viggo's neck met with his shoulder. Marking, branding, claiming him.

"Sean…I want. God, I don't know what I want, I want you, everything…all." Viggo mumbled nearly incoherently. He was light headed, all his blood used to work his brain had gone south and he was having a hard time even thinking of his own name.

Then Viggo spun around suddenly and dropped to his knees in front of Sean. Sean sucked in a deep breath. He hadn't expected that. Wanted it sure, but had never expected it. Now seeing Viggo on his knees looking up at him from blue black eyes filled with lust and a promise of more Sean thought his knees might buckle.

Viggo untied the sweats and tugged them down slowly, caressing Sean's ass and thighs softly. Once Sean's cock bobbed right in front of him he licked his lips. He hoped he was going to do this right. He knew what he liked, and Dom had given him some pointers so maybe he could pleasure Sean the way he wanted to.

Sean sucked in another breath when Viggo wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped it slowly before sliding his lips over the head allowing his tongue to dance around it.

"Christ, Vig!" Sean hissed trying to keep his hips from jerking forward. He was almost successful.

Then Viggo began to suck him in, taking him all the way to his throat and then pulling back and swirling his tongue around the head again. Over and over and Sean was wondering how the fuck he could do this so well when he'd never done it before?

"God, that's good." Sean murmured encouragingly.

Viggo smiled around Sean's cock and began working even harder. He didn't want Sean able to form complete sentences. He must not be doing something right because he shouldn't be able to think. Viggo set to work even more diligently sucking and caressing and licking.

Within minutes Sean's hand shot down and into Viggo's hair. It registered that his hair was soft tangling around his fingers, then Sean tugged not too hard but enough to get Viggo's attention anyway.

"Vig…stop…I'm…not…not like this." He finally managed to rasp out a few coherent words.

Viggo drew back and gave one final swipe with his tongue then released Sean.

Sean shuddered for a moment. "Christ…who told you how to do that?"

"Dom." Viggo answered.

"Good, Lord!" Sean answered with a grin. "Remind me to buy him lunch…maybe a car."

Viggo started to laugh.

"Come here you." Sean said tugging at Viggo's arm.

When Viggo stood up Sean kissed him deeply and could taste himself vaguely in the kiss this time. It was incredibly arousing. Sean moaned when Viggo's jeans clad cock slid roughly against his.

"Take them off." Sean murmured.

"Huh?" Viggo asked a little dazed.

"Jeans…off." Sean said then.

"Oh." Viggo answered unbuttoning his jeans and letting them slide down. He was glad he'd worn his baggy ones.

"Bed?" Sean asked before Viggo's lips were on his again.

"Uhhh huhh." Viggo murmured still kissing him. He sucked Sean's bottom lip into his mouth and ran his tongue along it and then pulled back.

"Bed." He agreed and they both fell onto it in a tangle of arms and legs.

"Um, question?" Viggo inquired after another slow drugging kiss.

"Yes?"

"Uhhh well…um" Viggo began.

"I said I was ready to give myself absolutely to you, and I am." Sean whispered as he ran his hands through Viggo's hair. He sort of figured what Viggo was trying to ask.

Viggo wondered for a moment if it wasn't himself being taken as he leaned over and grabbed the bottle of lube Dom had given him.

Sean looked at him with his eyebrow raised.

"Dom." Viggo grinned.

"Definitely buying him lunch." Sean said with a soft chuckle.

Viggo continued to grin as he spread the lube onto his fingers. Sean lay back on the bed and spread his legs trying to will away the butterflies that had taken up residence there in the last few moments.

"Dom said it would be easier the first time…on your knees." Viggo said softly, almost shyly.

"Ian said that as long as we took it slow we could face each other. I want to see you." Sean said quietly.

"Ian? You talked to Ian? Wow." Viggo said a bit stunned. He was too intimidated by the legendary actor, apparently Sean wasn't.

"Actually he talked to me…figured it out on his own." Sean explained.

"Oh." Then the rest of Viggo's response was muffled in a kiss.

His hands were trembling when he began to delve between Sean's legs.

"Slow." Sean whispered.

"Slow." Viggo echoed, then one finger began to slide in very slowly. Sean struggled to relax against the invasion and urged Viggo on. Soon his finger was buried up to the second knuckle and he wiggled it just a little. Sean arched back and moaned loudly.

"Prostate located." Viggo murmured to himself remembering Dom's coaching.

He slid a second finger in to join the first and began working on stretching Sean. God it was tight, and hot, and oh so delicious.

Sean was writhing and arching each time he stroked that brilliant little bundle of nerves and soon Viggo had three fingers buried as far as they would go within Sean.

"Need you." Sean whispered and Viggo knew what he meant. He pulled his fingers out slowly and Sean whimpered. Then Viggo slicked up his cock and shifted. He began the slow slide inside that incredibly tight heat.

"God!" Viggo cried out trying to maintain control. He could come just with the head in. He thought hazily. His face was screwed up in concentration and Sean caressed his cheek. Viggo opened his eyes and felt his heart nearly soar out of his chest when he saw Sean staring up at him with such love in his eyes.

Sean could sense that Viggo didn't want to hurt him but Sean wasn't a fragile thing. He could take this.

"Viggo…please." He whispered and that was all it took. Viggo slid the rest of the way in, all the way to the hilt and groaning loudly the entire way.

"Fuck that's good." He murmured resting a moment before he began to pull back and rock forward again.

"So good." Sean answered arching back. It hurt, God it hurt, but oh it felt incredible at the same time. It was the most unbelievable thing he'd ever felt.

"God, you're beautiful." Sean whispered mesmerized caressing the side of Viggo's face again.

Viggo's eyes snapped open and he looked right into Sean's eyes. "What?"

"I said…ohhhh God! I said…said…God, you're beautiful." Sean repeated scrabbling to grasp Viggo's shoulders when he had thrust into him again striking that spot.

Instead of letting Sean hold his arms Viggo pushed one of Sean's arms back and laced their fingers together. He held himself up with the other while he rocked slow and steady into Sean.

"Oh, yes! Viggo…fuck me." Sean called out and then Viggo did just that. Thrust his hips forward with such strength and speed that it wrenched a near scream from Sean.

"Yes! Oh, God! Yes! Viggo!" He called out and each cry, each moan, each gasp, was sending Viggo further and further over the edge into oblivion.

"Come with me Sean…come with me, love." Viggo chanted and Sean reached down and started stroking himself in time with Viggo's thrusts that were getting faster and harder and a bit more irregular. Soon they were both crying out nearly in unison as entire worlds seemed to collide and explode. Sean felt as if he'd been turned inside out when he felt Viggo erupt inside him and at that moment he did the same splashing hot and sticky on both their stomachs.

Viggo collapsed on top of him, their hands still twined together as they struggled for breath.

"My God." Sean whispered still not believing anything could feel this right.

"Yeah." Viggo answered rolling off of him and then they curled around each other. Kissing each other tenderly.

"I think I'm there too." Viggo murmured a few minutes later after their breathing had returned to normal.

"Huh?" Sean asked. It was his turn to be confused.

"I'm ready to give myself absolutely to you…next time." Viggo said smiling.

"Oh…next time…yeah…maybe in a few hours…I'm exhausted." Sean said laughing.

"Me too." Viggo said with a yawn. Just then the phone rang.

"Fuck it…let the machine get it." Viggo said cuddling closer. Not even caring that they were sweating and sticky.

"Hey it's Orli, they just called, and filming is cancelled again tomorrow. If you see Bean will you tell him? I can't reach him at home." Orlando said into the answering machine.

Viggo started to laugh. "Sean, filming is cancelled again tomorrow."

"Consider me told." Sean answered laughing and kissing Viggo on the end of his nose.

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That was how it started. Thanks to some silly rumors, that now are quite true. Hardly anyone believes them anymore…except those that really know. They'd never given anyone anything to see anymore so the rumors died down.

They avoid each other in public like the plague and even reveled in it. It had become a game to them, who they could fool. Sure they slipped once in a while but everyone chalked it up to them being best mates.

Sean glanced down at Viggo asleep on the couch. He had just slipped in the house after leaving the party at the Beverly Hilton. He had been invited to the ceremony but he couldn't get there in time. Would probably be rumors next week about him with Dom or Elijah though…oh well.

They had won at the Golden Globes but of course Viggo wasn't there even though he too had been invited. He just didn't do awards shows, they all understood though. Especially Sean. He knew Viggo too well.

Sean wasn't supposed to be here tonight, but had lucked out. When he got the night off and the next day as well he immediately flew in from Utah where he'd been filming. He didn't even bother changing clothes came straight from make up.

He arrived in time to give everyone his love at the after party, he wanted to congratulate Peter in person. Then he raced home to surprise Viggo. To give the most important person his love.

"Viggo." Sean called softly.

"Sean? Am I dreaming?" Viggo asked sitting up and looking around confused.

"Nope…I'm here. Got a few days off." Sean answered.

"Mmmm good." Viggo said before pulling Sean in for one of those hurricane kisses. Sean never got tired of those. He wouldn't mind taking out an advert telling the world about how Viggo's kisses could turn his knees to jelly. Then again he'd learned one thing from the rumor mill; no one was interested in the truth.

The End.