The Chosen

Posted: June 2002
Author: Alex
Type: RPS
Characters: Orli/Sean Bean
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: this is fiction
Summary/Notes: Sean wants to be chosen this time.

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Orli was excited to be back in New Zealand. He had gotten a few days off from `Ned Kelly' to fly over and do some reshoots for The Two Towers. The hobbits had picked him up at the airport, Dom and Elijah giving lie to the rumors about Elijah and that lovely German actress as they kissed and giggled all the way to the hotel from the airport. Billy drove and grinned at them as he looked in the rearview mirror.

"Some things never change, eh?" he said as he smiled at Orli.

Orli wondered. He hoped he had changed, hoped he was mature enough to handle now what he hadn't been before. He had managed to work his way systematically through most of the available men in the cast. He had had a lot of fun, but the one who got away, the one he was too scared to approach was the one he wanted, the one he'd fallen in love with before ever meeting him. When they had gotten to be friends, he'd found that he cared for the real man as well as the one on the screen. Now if he could just get up the nerve to tell Sean how he felt.

*****

Sean knew he only had a few days here. Life had been so hectic since LOTR came out. He needed some time off before Macbeth in the fall. He needed some time to see his girls and his parents. He needed some time to sleep. He needed some time to fuck someone whose name he would remember the next morning, someone like.....

THAT did not bear thinking about!

He was glad to be here in New Zealand. He would be glad to see everyone again. Especially that one someone. He had watched as Orlando had worked his way through them all, waiting patiently for his turn. But it never came. He wondered if he were too old for Orli but he walked in on Orli blowing Viggo( Orli never knew... Viggo had smiled wickedly and waved at Sean to go). Maybe he only wanted men who weren't British, but he'd done Dom. Or blondes, but Billy was blond. Maybe Orli thought he was straight. Well, he was straight. Hadn't fucked anyone who had his own cock since 1986. But he wanted Orlando, desperately wanted him. He wanted more than sex. He wanted to talk to the boy, to eat with him, to curl around him to sleep.

Fuck! He was sounding like a lovesick boy! Had he fallen in love with the little git? Christ! Was that it then? He was in love?

*****

Peter had them all to a big dinner on the first night. He had rented one of the banquet halls in one of the nicer hotels there in Wellington. There was lots of hugging and kissing and handshaking. Sean found himself staring at Orli through dinner. He was startled when a sexy voice beside him purred, "Still carrying a torch for the elfboy?"

He turned and looked into the beautiful face of Liv Tyler. She probably knew him better than anyone else here. While Orlando was fucking his way through the men of LOTR, Sean spent a lot of his nights between the silken legs of the lovely Ms. Tyler. They had become best friends of sorts, so he supposed it was only natural that she noticed how he felt about Orli. She probably knew it before he did.

After dinner, Sean noticed that Orli was looking at him too. Every time he tried to catch the younger man's eyes, Orli looked away. But Sean saw the smile on his face.

"Orlando! How have you been?" Sean touched Orli's shoulder, after finally catching up with him.

"God, Sean, I didn't know it would be so busy. I've hardly seen Mum or Sam in ages, and I'm sure my dog doesn't know me anymore. But its still fun."

Sean smiled, knowing the feeling all too well. Orli looked good though, better than he had in Japan. He'd been so strung out with exhaustion that Sean had worried about him. But he hadn't been able to talk to him or have a moment alone.

He meant not to make that mistake this time.

"Would you like to find one of our old pubs after dinner?" Sean asked.

"Why not?" Orli grinned at Sean.

*****

The pub was dark and pretty rowdy. Everyone was watching World Cup Matches and it actually took all that Sean could do not to be watching them himself. Instead, he sat at a table near the back, drinking with Orli. They were down several pints. Sean was almost drunk enough to tell Orli he liked him. And Orli looked almost drunk enough to fall out of his chair.

"We should be going, Orli."

Orli leaned over and whispered into Sean's ear. "I gotta piss!"

Sean blushed and realized he was going to go to the loo with Orli. Otherwise, he wasn't sure Orli would ever get back. He followed behind, noticing how nice the younger man's ass was. The men's room was deserted. Everyone was glued to the game on the television. Orli went into a stall rather than to one of the urinals. Sean stood by the sink, intending to wait.

"Sean?"

"Yes?"

"I can't zip up."

"Uh..."

"Help me." Orli opened the close stall door and turned around. He had tucked himself back into his underpants, but his erection was quite obvious. Sean knew if he touched him, they'd end up locked in the stall for awhile. So as he told himself he wasn't going to do this, he was stepping into the small stall and closing the door. He turned back toward Orli and instead of zipping the younger man's trousers, he kissed him. Orli just leaned into Sean, opening his mouth for the kiss and pressing himself against him. Sean awkwardly put his arms around the slender young man. It had been a very long time since he'd held a man in his arms. And then it wasn't someone he cared about like he did this man.

"Sean," Orli murmured into his mouth. He wrapped his arms around Sean. "Let's go back to the hotel. I want it to be.."

"I know. Let's get you zipped and let's get out of here."

*****

Half an hour later, Sean unlocked the door and led a sleepy, drunken Orli into his room. He knew that tonight was shot. He'd just curl up in the king-sized bed and hold Orli as he slept.

Sean undressed a sleepy Orli and put him in the bed, then undressed and lay down beside him. He wanted to make love with Orli so badly that he ached with want. Sean lay on his side and pulled Orlando into his arms. Orli smiled and made a puppy sound and was soon sound asleep.

Sean held him for a long time before sleep finally claimed him too. Sometime in the small hours of the morning, Sean was awakened by a hand running up and down his arm, touching him with feather light touches. He didn't move until he felt the mouth touch his shoulder, tongue tracing a line up to his ear.

"Wake up, Bean."

"I'm awake, Orlando."

"Then kiss me."

He did, kissing Orli and kissing him until he was shaking all over. Both of them were shaking. Orli had on boxers and Sean had slipped into a pair of sweats. Both ended up in the floor in very short order. Orli rolled over on top of Sean and pressed his cock against Sean's. Sean moaned at the feel of Orli's hot skin against his own.

He looked down at Sean in the dim light from outside. "Do you know that I've loved you for three years. I was in love with you even before Nadia went home. Sometimes I think she left because she was tired of hearing Bean this and Bean that all the time."

He moved down Sean's body, kissing a trail of fire. Sean arched his hips up off the bed as a hot mouth closed on him. The coldness of the air when Orli paused and raised his head was torture. "You're not going to find an excuse to leave?"

"You chose me this time, Orli. I waited three long years to be chosen by you." He sighed as the hot mouth closed over him again. Chosen finally! He smiled.

*****

THE END

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