Title: Fear of a Broken Heart 5/5
Author: Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Sean B.
Rating: Explicit Sex
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 I make no claims on them. This was written in fun that's all.
Feedback: Yes please send to sairalinde @ hornofgondor.com
Archiving: OEAM, Rugbytackling, LOM, GO-others ask.
Summary/Notes: Sean’s fear of a broken heart causes some problems.
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Ok I originally intended for this to be a 4-chapter fic but this bunny just kept going on and on. I also didn’t intend to post this just yet, but I got home from the doctors office earlier than I thought I would. Thought I’d better post it before I pass out from the drugs.

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[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5]

Four hours later Viggo noticed lights shining in the window from the driveway. His muscles protested getting up from his position in the floor of the foyer. His right leg and his ass had fallen asleep but he hadn’t even noticed until he tried to get up.

He limped into the kitchen and sat down at the table resting his weary head on his arms. He’d felt better when he had that fucking cold.

When Sean entered their house it was eerily quiet.

“Viggo?”

“Kitchen,” Viggo called out weakly.

“What’s this? I said I’d come back,” Sean said softly sitting on his heels next to Viggo’s chair and touching his friend’s cheek where he’d obviously been crying.

“Yeah, to get your things. You said everything that means anything to you is here,” Viggo answered morosely.

Sean chuckled. “You really can be daft sometimes. YOU are in this house too.”

Viggo looked up at him and Sean felt the most overwhelming urge to kiss the corners of his lips where he was frowning.

“What do you mean?” Viggo asked sitting back to look at Sean better. He'd been going over it and over it in his mind but he thought for sure Sean wouldn't be staying.

“I told you I needed to think, to sort some things out. Basically I needed to get my head out of my arse, so I went and talked to Ian,” Sean explained.

“Ian?” Viggo asked confused.

“Ian has known that I was in love with you, probably before I knew it. I needed his advice. You see I’ve never been in love with another man before. Sure I’ve had sex with a few blokes but never got emotionally involved with them. First of all I needed someone to tell me it wouldn’t be a mistake. Plus I needed someone to confirm for me that I wasn’t just seeking solace, that it wasn’t a rebound thing,” Sean explained tucking a few stray strands of hair behind Viggo’s ear.

“Did he? Confirm all that?” Viggo asked.

“Yes, though he proved to me that I didn’t need him to tell me that. I love you, Viggo and have for a very long time now. I’m sorry I couldn’t share that with you before. Can you forgive me for being so scared?”

“Of course I forgive you. So you aren’t leaving?” Viggo asked softly.

“No. I’m not. Not going to let you run me off either,” Sean said smiling.

Then suddenly Sean was falling backwards onto the floor with both arms full of Viggo.

Sean chuckled just as Viggo’s lips found his cheek then his nose, then finally he brought his arms up and cradled Viggo’s head in his hands and kissed him deeply.

“I love you,” Viggo murmured as they broke the kiss.

“I love you too…but you weigh a ton, and these bones are too old for this cold tile floor,” Sean said shifting.

Viggo laughed. “Tell you a secret?”

“Hmm”

“My ass is asleep…I sat in the floor of the foyer feeling sorry for myself after you left until you came back,” Viggo admitted against his neck.

Sean was shocked, that had been four hours ago! Then Viggo could feel Sean’s delighted laugh rumble through him.

“Is that a fact? What do you say we wake it up?” Sean teased grinning wickedly and Viggo snorted.

They scrambled up from the floor and Viggo led Sean down the hall to his room.

“So you are sure about this now?” Viggo asked.

Sean didn’t answer simply pulled Viggo back against him kissing the back of his neck and pressing his erection against the other mans arse. 'Well my ass is definitely not asleep anymore', Viggo thought vaugely as he felt Sean hot and hard against him.

“You tell me how sure I am,” Sean teased nipping at Viggo’s ear lobe, which elicited a gasp of pleasure. Then Viggo was being pushed forward toward the bed, their bodies never loosing contact as they went.

“God, Sean I’ve dreamt of this so many times,” Viggo whispered.

“Me too, Vig. Me too,” Sean answered sliding his hands along Viggo’s waist and pulling his shirt off.

“Mmm, I love your body. You know you have a gorgeous back?” Sean asked kissing between his shoulder blades.

“My back?” Viggo asked curiously.

“Mmm, yes.”

Sean struggled out of his shoes kicking them toward the closet. Then Viggo spun around and helped Sean remove his shirt, pressing soft kisses across his collarbone and then lower to his chest sucking and nipping at a taut nipple eliciting a soft moan from Sean.

Sean’s hands slid across Viggo’s back feeling strong muscles from wielding a sword ripple under his palms.

“I want you,” Sean whispered.

“Want you too,” Viggo answered his hands trailing down Sean’s stomach to the waistband of his jeans. Soon Sean’s jeans and boxers were half way across the room and soon after that Viggo’s jeans and boxers joined them.

Then Viggo got a wicked gleam in his eye and shifted their positions then shoved Sean back on the bed causing him to laugh.

“What?” Sean questioned wondering what Viggo had in mind.

“Stay just like that,” Viggo whispered as he crawled onto the bed slowly pinning Sean in place with his eyes. His hands slid up Sean’s legs from his knees slowly, then Viggo settled between Sean’s legs his soft hair brushing against Sean’s abdomen. He looked up and locked his gaze with Sean’s, then purposefully licked his lips eliciting a beautiful low rumbling sound from him.

When Viggo's lips lightly touched the tip of his erection he gasped, the touch was almost electric like he’d been waiting for this his entire life. Viggo suddenly shifted and took Sean in to the hilt. The hot, wet slide was overwhelming and then he felt as if he were being turned inside out when Viggo pulled back and sucked hard while flicking his tongue against the underside of the head.

“God, Vig!” Sean moaned trying not to thrust his hips forward and choke him.

Viggo continued his assault making Sean tremble with need. He could feel searing heat gathering low in his core and he knew if Viggo didn’t stop it was going to be over before they really got started.

“Vig…. Viggo stop…I’m too close,” Sean said tugging at Viggo’s hair. The darker man merely smiled around the shaft buried in his mouth and hummed lightly. This was Sean’s undoing…he cried out loudly as he felt himself explode within his lover’s mouth. He was trembling almost violently as Viggo continued sucking and licking until he felt like he was floating.

“Christ,” Sean murmured.

“Mmm,” Viggo agreed rising up and kissing his way back up Sean’s body to his mouth.

The kiss they shared was so filled with passion that Sean already felt himself stirring again.

“God, what you do to me,” Sean whispered against overheated skin, slick with sweat.

Viggo shifted to his side and then rocked his hips forward rubbing his throbbing erection against Sean’s side. Sean’s hand traveled down wrapping around Viggo’s cock causing him to hiss in pleasure. He was already so damn close as Sean began to stroke him smoothly he wasn’t sure he could last.

“Oh…Sean, I want you,” Viggo panted undulating his hips in time with Sean’s strokes.

Sean released him and the other man whimpered but leaned over to the nightstand and fumbled for lube and a condom.

When Viggo turned back he wanted to imprint the sight on his memory forever. Sean was lying on his back, one arm tucked under his head watching him. His legs splayed open wantonly, waiting.

Viggo fumbled the lube a little in his rush, but finally managed.

Soon he positioned himself between Sean’s legs and slowly began pressing a slick finger inside the hot tight passage. Sean shifted and wrapped his hand in Viggo’s hair pulling him down for a kiss as Viggo wriggled another finger into Sean stretching and preparing him. Sean moaned into the kiss, and then released Viggo falling back against the pillows.

“More,” Sean whispered and Viggo smiled, working his fingers and curling them until he brushed against his center of pleasure. Sean arched his back and moaned trying to impale himself further but Viggo withdrew. Sean’s eyes shot open and watched as Viggo finished preparing himself and then the slick latex covered tip of his cock pressed against him.

Sean was impatient by now, so he braced his hands against the headboard and arched back closing his legs around Viggo’s hips and pulling him into his body in one smooth motion. Viggo cried out in ecstasy at the tight flesh gripping him. He wasn’t sure at that moment which of them was in control and it took him a moment to get his bearings again. He began slowly pumping into his lover, building momentum with each thrust and Sean was thrusting back meeting him every step of the way.

Viggo was certain he wouldn’t last much longer, so he increased his pace, feeling his climax building.

“Yes…come for me, Viggo,” Sean whispered reaching down to take his own erection in hand.

Viggo’s eyes snapped open and he gazed into his lovers green eyes just as the crest fell over him.

“Ohyesohmyfuckinggod!” Viggo cried out as he felt himself explode inside gripping heat. Feeling Viggo’s cock throb and explode inside him sent Sean reeling over the edge for a second time. Sean tilted his head back into the pillows and cried out his lovers name as he came. Viggo collapsed on top of him for a while trying to catch his breath.

“God, I've wanted you so much,” He whispered against Sean's neck before he pulled away to dispose of the condom.

“I've wanted you too,” Sean replied after taking a deep breath trying to steady his breathing.

They curled against each other on the bed, Viggo’s head resting on Sean’s shoulder, their legs wrapped together. They were both sticky and sweaty but neither of them had the energy to do anything about it.

“So we have two days off…instead of going to the river or working in the garden…what do you say to spending them right here?” Sean asked running his fingers through sweat damp hair. Viggo began to shake with laughter.

“Sounds good to me…though I don’t think I’d mind seeing you all sweaty working in the garden,” Viggo admitted shifting so he could look at Sean better.

“Hmm, well. It’s a rental house, it hardly seems worth fixing up after all,” Sean said after a moment of consideration. It had been a silly idea—he just hated seeing a garden with so much potential going to waste like that.

“I don’t know, seems like it would be well worth it to me. We could always take cuttings back home with us,” Viggo answered the image of Sean working in the garden a pleasurable one. Sean grinned at him. ‘We could always take cuttings back home with us.’ He liked the ring of promise that had to it.

“Home with us huh?” Sean said kissing his forehead. “Anything you want, love.”

The End.