Title: Dinner and Dessert/Dessert and Breakfast
Author: Sairalinde and Glorfindel
Type: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Sean B.
Rating: Sexual Implication
Beta: Glorfindel
Disclaimer: This never happened...this is total fiction spurred on by a chain smoking chocolate eating bunny that lives in my purse. Viggo, and Sean are real people but we make no claims on them. This was written in fun that's all.
Feedback: Yes please send to sairalinde@hornofgondor.com
Archiving: Rugbytackling, OEAM, LOM, SL, Green Opals.
Summary/Notes: Sean and Viggo having dinner…wonder what's for dessert? ;)

(Story I started based on something Fin said about buttering potatoes for baking being a turn on. Fin also contributed about 70% of the text for this fic…he must want something…I'm guess it has something to do with whipped cream! Haha)
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Dinner and Dessert

Sean was seated at the little bar across from Viggo, who was placing items from the refrigerator on the counter.

"You sure you don't want my help?" Sean asked feeling a little uncomfortable. He felt like he was being lazy watching someone else work, while he just sat there on his arse.

"I'm sure for now, I will need your help later though." Viggo answered placing a tub of butter on the counter next to four large potatoes.

They continued their conversation while Viggo scrubbed and dried the potatoes and then handed Sean a box of tin foil.

"Here you can help by cutting me some foil to wrap these in."

"Four potatoes? You expecting more for dinner?" Sean asked.

Viggo laughed, "No, left overs." He answered.

Sean smiled and set about cutting off silver rectangles, at about the third one however he got very distracted watching Viggo's hands and almost dropped the box of foil. Viggo's hands were covered in butter and sliding up and down and around a potato, while he rambled on about how buttering them makes the potato skin more tender or something. Sean wasn't really hearing all of the explanation though, his mind was elsewhere. He had never considered potatoes to be phallic symbols before, but he certainly did now! He also had never had a physical reaction to Viggo like this before.

'Christ, I'm getting hard watching him butter a bloody potato!' Sean thought miserably. This is NOT right.

Sean tore his gaze away from Viggo's hands and set about cutting off more tin foil. Viggo's voice cut through his muddled brain again.

"Sean my hands are a bit slick can you grab the salt for me?" Viggo asked. Sean fell off the stool rather than stood up from it but managed to catch himself in time; to make it seem he'd done it on purpose.

He grabbed the salt and set about dousing the potatoes with the white grains and wrapping them up as Viggo set them on the foil.

When they were all done Viggo grinned at him, "Get the sink for me?"

Sean walked over and turned the water on for Viggo, avoiding any possible body contact then went back to the safety of his stool on the other side of the bar.

After Viggo had washed up he grinned at Sean. "Well it's going to be a while, wanna watch the game?"

They settled down on the couch together each with a bottle of beer and began watching the game. Sean was starting to feel more comfortable, it was just a reaction to the way it looked not that it was Viggo's hands in particular. Just visual. Men are visual creatures, so it's normal. Sean reasoned to himself.

He glanced over at Viggo who was sprawled beside him, holding his beer bottle between his legs. A long necked beer bottle which Viggo's thumb seemed to be caressing idly as he watched the game. Sean's mind seemed to overload at that point. He sat up and crossed his legs, then fidgeted a bit more. Then decided to go to the bathroom. Once inside Sean looked in the mirror.

"Get a grip, Sean." He said to himself then splashed cold water on his face.
This was going to be a long night if he didn't stop reading everything as sexual.

When he returned Viggo had set his beer bottle on the table. Sean nearly sighed in relief.

Soon Viggo got up and finished making dinner, refusing Sean's offers to help. After dinner Viggo smiled at Sean.

"Up for dessert?"

"Actually, yes."

Viggo opened the fridge and pulled out a decadent looking chocolate concoction and then he pulled out a can of whipped cream. He returned to the table and began spraying the whipped cream on top of the dessert. In the process he accidentally got some on his hand. When he raised his fingers and licked them Sean finally cracked. He'd had all he could take.

Sean lunged across the table knocking the dessert into the floor and grasped Viggo by his shirt front, pulling him in for a kiss. Sean was sure he had lost his mind, but when Viggo's lips opened in invitation Sean discovered he very much enjoyed whipped cream flavored Viggo.

All too soon Sean pulled back to drag in a ragged breath.

"I thought you'd never come around." Viggo said as he smiled at his friend.

"Sorry." Sean said softly.

"Don't be sorry." Viggo said a little worried that Sean already regretted what had happened.

"Not about the kiss…about the dessert, it looked really good." Sean said grinning.

"Never mind that," Viggo said pulling away and heading toward the bedroom and motioning for Sean to follow him, "Let me show you what I really had in mind for dessert."

Sean smiled and followed Viggo to the bedroom. Once inside, Viggo spun Sean around and began kissing him softly, tenderly nipping at his lips before delving deeper, all the while directing Sean toward the bed. They broke the kiss momentarily for breath.

Sean gasped. "Be gentle." He said. Not knowing how his new lover preferred things,
but he suspected Viggo might be the aggressive type and Sean hadn't done this in a very long time.

Viggo smiled and began to remove Sean's shirt pushing him onto the bed. He followed the other man onto the bed and began to suck first one nipple, then the other. Gently nipping them with his teeth. "Ooh", Sean gasped.

Viggo raised his head, peering deeply into Sean's eyes, as he undid his pants and slid them down.

"I want you", Viggo whispered.

"I want you too", Sean answered his voice shaking, tangling his fingers in dark hair as Viggo began to trail kisses lower.

Sean groaned when Viggo's tongue snaked out and licked the head of his weeping cock.

"Mmm much better than chocolate." Viggo murmured looking up at his 'dessert'. Sean would have laughed, but was struck mute from the intensity in those blue eyes peering up at him.

Viggo raised back up and somewhat awkwardly removed his jeans while Sean watched grinning. Then suddenly Viggo's gaze flickered and his head lowered engulfing Sean's aching shaft and eliciting a low growl. He then began to pump his head up and down, all the while stroking with his hand, his other hand grasping Sean's hip to hold him steady.

Sean nearly cried out when Viggo released him and reached over to the night stand to retrieve a condom and the lube.

"It's been a long time." Sean whispered.

"I'll be gentle." Viggo answered slicking his finger after rolling on a condom. He then lowered his hand, and began to prepare Sean.

Sean began squirming a bit at the intrusion. It really had been a long time since he'd done this, he'd not wanted to do this in years, but he wanted Viggo. He hadn't realized it until this evening but he'd wanted Viggo since they'd met.

Viggo was gentle, and soon Sean was bucking and thrusting his hips towards him urging him on. He leaned forward and kissed Sean as he removed his fingers and fumbled for more lube. Once he was ready he began to enter him slowly watching Sean's face to make sure he didn't hurt him.

Viggo was going excruciatingly slow, perhaps he shouldn't have told him to be gentle because Sean wanted more.

Then Viggo pushed himself further inside and Sean moaned, "Oh, God! Fuck me, oh please fuck me!"

Viggo smiled and sank deeper into his lover. Still moving slowly at first, building a steady rhythm, wanting to give Sean time to adjust before he began to quicken the pace.

Soon his hips were snapping forward in a frenzied but steady pace as both men's control was beginning to fray and unravel. Sean hand slid down and was busy stroking himself and moaning loudly.

Just as Viggo reached his peak so did Sean. Viggo's world exploded deep inside his lover, as Sean climaxed hot and sticky between them.

Afterwards they lay holding each other for several minutes trying to catch their breath.

"That was…fantastic." Sean grinned kissing Viggo on the forehead.

"Mmmm, it was…and I'm thirsty, worked up a sweat." Viggo said with a grin. He tried to stand up but Sean wouldn't let him.

"Don't be too long." Sean said finally releasing him.

"I won't." Viggo answered heading off to the kitchen in nothing but what he was born in.

Viggo was standing at the sink drinking a glass of water, when Sean grabbed him suddenly and began kissing the back of his neck. He nearly dropped the glass but managed so set it on the counter.

Sean bent Viggo forward over the counter still kissing his shoulders and back while his already lubed fingers delved lower. First one, and then a second finger and soon Viggo was arching his back.

"It's not been that long of a time for me, Sean." Viggo panted.

"You don't want me to be gentle?" Sean asked against his lovers salty skin.

"Will it get you inside me faster if I said no?" Viggo asked grinding his hips back against Sean's delving fingers.

Sean smiled and pulled his fingers out causing Viggo to whimper a little and then he began to insert his well lubricated member into his lover.

He pumped slowly at first, even if Viggo didn't want Sean to be gentle he wasn't about to hurt him, but soon he began to quicken his pace. He reached around Viggo, grasping his hard cock in his hands and began stroking it in time with his thrusts.

Viggo was scrabbling for something to hold onto, and settled for the rim of the sink, his knuckles almost white because of his tight grip.

They were both soon caught up in the moment and it wasn't long before they both came, Sean deep inside his lover and Viggo all over himself, the counter, and Sean's hand.

Viggo said, "I need a towel." Sean spun him around and asked "Why? You promised me dessert." as he lowered himself and began to lick Viggo's juices from his body.

After Sean had thoroughly cleaned Viggo, the two returned to bed, where they fell asleep in each others arms.

Sometime in the night Sean awoke to find Viggo licking his neck.

"Mmmm."

"Want me to stop?" His question a bit muffled.

"Don't be daft."
For a third time that night Sean and Viggo fall asleep completely spent in each others arms. The last thought Sean had before drifting off to sleep again, was that he was damn glad they didn't have to be back on set for two more days.

The next morning Sean woke alone in bed. He tugged on his discarded jeans and went to the kitchen, where he found Viggo stirring something.

"What's for breakfast?" Sean asked.

"Strawberry pancakes." Said Viggo with a grin.

"Not exactly what I had in mind for breakfast." Replied Sean as he reached down and caressed Viggo's crotch.

"So what did you have in mind?" Viggo asked, although he was quite sure what the response would be.

"You." Replied Sean, as he grabbed Viggo by the wrist and led him once again toward the bedroom, then stopping momentarily to grab the bowl of fresh strawberries off the counter.

"Breakfast in bed?" Sean grinned.

"I've created a monster", thought Viggo, then he grinned, "Good boy."

The END!