The Extra Mile

The Extra Mile

Posted: January 2005
Title: The Extra Mile
Author: Bwitched83uk
Type: RPS
Characters: Viggo/Orli
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This story is complete lies. This never happened. I do not know these men, nor claim to. This is a work of complete fiction for your enjoyment, I make no money from it.
Warning: PWP, snowballing, rimming, bondage, toy use, your average VigOrli fic basically.
Beta: Soar38, thanks for the great job you did.
Author's Notes: I don't often write fics like this, I usually prefer fluff to all out smut but this is what happens when I ovulate.

Summary: In an interview Viggo was quoted as saying "They're not, you know, easy to live with - the Elves. They're tricky. They've seen everything. They've been around thousands of years. You have to go the extra mile every day to keep them happy." I started thinking about what that would include and this is what I came up with.

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Orlando looked up from the script he was going over. He smiled at Viggo in the mirror who was currently having his wig put on. Orlando loved to watch his lover go through 'the change.' He could always spot the exact moment when Viggo left and Aragorn came. It was amazing for a young actor like Orlando to be able to work so closely with an actor as great as Viggo Mortensen, he had learned so much from Viggo, and not just about acting.

He smiled again secretively and went back to his script. He was sat on the old couch in the make up trailer, which they had affectionately dubbed the Cuntebago. As usual there was a camera in the trailer, there were cameras everywhere, filming for the behind the scenes stuff in the DVD's.

Viggo was talking animatedly to the camera, telling it all about what the schedule for today would be like. Viggo liked to talk and when he did, he talked for ages, usually about things that Orlando didn't really understand. When Viggo spoke it was always to say something, not just to make small talk. Orlando had spent many a night in bed listening to Viggo go on and on about politics and art, subjects Orlando knew very little of. Luckily for the both of them Viggo had an undeniably sexy voice. He could talk about anything and Orlando would listen for hours.

His raspy, honey coated voice licked his ear and made him shiver with every word.

Licking his lips, Orlando tried hard to focus on the script in his hands and not on the voice in front of him, but when he heard his own species being talked about he looked up, ready to defend the so called 'prissy elves'.

"They're not, you know, easy to live with - the Elves. They're tricky. They've seen everything. They've been around thousands of years. You have to go the extra mile every day to keep them happy."

Viggo looked at the mirror image of his young lover and smirked. If only they knew how far Viggo had been to keep Orlando happy. He was so much younger than Viggo and he knew that if he was going to keep Orlando forever, which he intended to do, then he would have to make sure that all of his needs were catered for and that he never needed to look elsewhere.

Orlando put down the script, there was no use in even trying to pretend he was studying it, not now Viggo had brought back the memory of the night before.

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Orlando had come home later than Viggo for once, having to stay behind to practice skating down the stairs on an Orc shield. He closed the door behind him and tossed his keys carelessly into the empty fruit bowl on the table. He shrugged off his coat, feeling tired and a little pissed off. Skating on an Orc shield had proved harder then he had expected it to, now his muscles were a little achy and his stomach was demanding that he feed it.

"Viggo?" Orlando hung up his coat. If he had still been living at his own place then he would have thrown it on the floor, but since he had moved in with Viggo, he had quickly learnt that the older man really didn't like it when he did that.

"Vig?" He went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator for a look, he was hungry but he didn't know what for. Shutting the door again he went to the bottom of the stairs and frowned. Where had his ranger gotten to?

"Viggo?" Orlando began climbing the stairs.

"In the bathroom," Viggo said in his everyday voice. To Orlando, no matter what the man said, it sounded like he was saying 'come fuck me.' Orlando didn't feel as hungry now. As he made his way to the bathroom door he desperately hoped that Viggo was taking a bath so that he could watch him.

He opened the door and his mouth opened wide. Viggo was sat on the side of the bath running his hand through the pouring water, swishing the bubbles around. The room was lit by a few scattered candles, casting glowing shadows on the walls.

Orlando's eyes only briefly took all this in before looking at his gorgeous boyfriend, who was as naked as the day he was born.

"Hi." Viggo's voice was low and dangerous and Orlando knew tonight was going to be one of their fun nights where anything was possible.

The younger man couldn't help the grin that overtook his face. "Hi."

He began to take off his shirt but Viggo rose to his feet and stopped him. "Slow down." He kissed his lover's lips softly. The kid was always so impatient. "We've got all night."

Slowly he unbuttoned Orlando's shirt, sliding it off his body and exposing the delicious skin to the candlelight. "You're beautiful," he whispered in Orlando's ear, making the young man practically tremble. Viggo walked behind him and slid his hands over the lean, yet firm chest, purposefully pinching a nipple between his fingers. He leaned in so that his stiffening cock was pressed against the curve of Orlando's arse, his chin on the young man's shoulder.

Orlando took in a deep breath when Viggo's hands slid down to undo his belt. In one fluid motion he whipped the belt out of the loops and let it fall to the floor. His fingers worked deliberately slowly as they undid the top button of his jeans. A single finger caressed the straining cock under the zipper, applying more pressure he bite gently on Orlando's earlobe.

"Wanna take a bath?" Viggo purred, licking the shell.

"Yes," Orlando breathed.

He stood still as Viggo pulled down both his jeans and his boxer shorts, watching as his aching cock sprang free. Viggo licked his lips and slid his fingers over the hot shaft. He began to move his cock against Orlando's arse in a fucking motion and Orlando's head fell back onto Viggo's shoulder as he felt his lover's hand working his length. He made a soft whimpering sound and Viggo let him go, stepping away from him and moving back to his position by the bath. He held out his hand and helped Orlando in to into the hot water.

"You're not getting in?" Orlando asked disappointed.

"No love, first I want you to relax, soak your muscles and eat this." He produced a sandwich and placed it on the side of the bath next to Orlando's head. He got up and leaned over to kiss the young man's forehead. Without another word Viggo left the bathroom and went into the bedroom, where he would wait for his lover.

Orlando sighed and leaned back into the hot water, allowing it to massage his muscles and heat his blood. Viggo had purposefully gotten him worked up and then left, but Orlando knew his lover wasn't cruel, he would be waiting for Orlando to finish and then he would finish him off.

It was twenty minutes later when Orlando walked into the bedroom wearing only a towel round his waist. He smiled at Viggo, who was lying on the bed stroking himself languidly. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open, his breathing heavy. It was such a sight that Orlando felt his already begging cock twitch to full hardness.

"Couldn't wait for me huh?" Orlando knelt on the bed and crawled over to his boyfriend.

Viggo smiled and opened his eyes. "Just warming up."

Viggo sat up and kissed Orlando gently, licking over his warm lips and stroking over his back. He slid his tongue into the young man's mouth and was rewarded with a moan. When Viggo pulled away Orlando moved forward to try and reconnect. Viggo laughed and kissed him chastely on the lips.

"Patience love." He got off the bed and removed Orlando's towel, tossing it into the corner of the room. "Are you up for playing tonight? Or are you too tired?" Viggo asked him, already knowing the answer.

Orlando saw the older man's eyes darken considerably. He didn't know what Viggo had in store for them but he knew he was going to like it.

"I am definitely up for playing."

Viggo smirked and looked down at Orlando's rock hard cock. "So I can see."

Viggo went over to the dresser and removed two cream coloured silk scarves. Viggo had tied him up before and he had tied Viggo up before, it was something they did every once in a while to add a little extra excitement. Orlando smiled at the sight of them, biting his lower lip and running his hand over his chest.

Viggo walked towards him like a predator. "Lie back and put your hands above your head.

Orlando did as he was told without question, he lay back and raised his arms up. Viggo crawled over him and leaned down to place a soft kiss on the side of Orlando's neck.

He stroked the soft silk scarves over Orlando's chest smiling at the look of anticipation on the younger man's face. He tied the two wrists together and then tied them to the headboard.

"Now you can't touch yourself." Viggo leaned down so that his mouth was right by Orlando's ear. "You'll want to, believe me. You'll want to so bad, but you won't be able to."

Viggo slid down his lover's body, licking his tongue over the smooth olive skin until his mouth was just inches from Orlando's quivering cock. His hot breath ghosted over the sensitive head making Orlando moan and lift his hips slightly. Viggo stuck out his tongue and licked over the head, tasting the pre-come that was already weeping from the slit. He collected a tiny amount of it on his tongue and moved up the bed to plunge his tongue into Orlando's willing mouth. The young man moaned and sucked on Viggo's tongue wantonly, savouring the taste of both Viggo and himself.

Viggo broke apart from the kiss and grinned evilly. He moved back down to lick again over the slit and stilled Orlando's hips as they bucked up. He continued to lick all around Orlando's cock for some time, until he could see that younger man was visibly sweating and his thighs were quivering.

Viggo looked up at Orlando and winked. "Would you like me to swallow your cock?"

Orlando threw his head back and moaned. He nodded and clenched his restrained hands. Viggo smiled again before taking Orlando all the way in, deep into his throat. He swallowed a couple of times, his throat contracting around Orlando. His fingers slid down to stroke over the young man's balls, squeezing them gently and flicking his fingers over his perineum. Viggo took his mouth away for a moment to reach over into the drawer beside the bed. He removed a tube of lube and coated his fingers.

Orlando watched him and began nodded furiously. "Yes, yes fuck me. Do it. Fuck me hard."

Viggo smiled at the sinful command spilling from his lover's delicious mouth. In everyday life Orlando came across as the embodiment of innocence and only Viggo was able to turn him in to this quivering, needy mess.

Viggo slid one finger into Orlando's willing body, curling it and sliding it back and forth. His mouth latched onto Orlando's cock again and the Brit thought he was in heaven. Another finger entered him and he moaned loudly as his prostate was struck repeatedly. Viggo tilted his fingers and purposefully rubbed repeatedly over the sweet spot and the whole time Viggo was finger fucking him he was doing the same to himself, stretching himself.

Orlando was about to beg him to fuck him, to take him and make him come, when Viggo slid his fingers out and the older man released his cock from his mouth.

Orlando whimpered and bit his lip. "Hurry, please hurry."

Viggo moved over to the draw again and removed a pink latex dildo. He smiled at Orlando who was somewhat disappointed. He wanted to feel Viggo inside him, not an imitation.

Viggo knelt on the bed and licked up the side of the dildo, which made Orlando groan and squirm where he lay. "Now then," Viggo breathed as he coated the fake organ with lube. "Shall I use this on you or shall I use it on me?"

Orlando let out a needy mewl. He needed to be fucked so badly and Viggo was teasing him, tormenting him. "Me, please. Use it on me."

Viggo smiled and appeared to consider it for a moment. "Wouldn't you like to watch me as I fuck myself?"

Again Orlando moaned as he saw Viggo slid the dildo between his legs and push it into his hole. The look of relief on Viggo's face was such a turn on for Orlando.

Viggo grimaced slightly as the fake cock breached his ring of muscles but soon relaxed as the soft latex filled him. Orlando watched with wide eyes as the dildo slid in and out of Viggo's body, Viggo lowering himself down to meet each thrust. He tilted it so that it was hitting his prostate and gently circled one of his nipples with his fingers.

Viggo looked over at Orlando who was panting, his legs were still spread and his cock was dribbling, desperate for release. "Do you like what you see? Do you like seeing me fuck myself?"

Orlando gulped down some breath. "Yes, you're so fucking hot, I want you to fill me, please Viggo, let me come."

Viggo smiled taking pity on his needy lover. He removed the dildo from his arse and placed it on the bed beside Orlando. He lay down between the young man's legs and opened his arse cheeks with his fingers. Orlando cried out when he felt his lover's tongue lick over his hole, flitting inside it every so often. He closed his eyes and bit his lip in an effort to stop himself from screaming, it felt so good, better than anything he had ever felt before.

Viggo continued to tease Orlando's hole for a while, licking and sucking until he had the young man shaking. He removed his tongue and sat , reaching over for the dildo and slathering more lube on it. He caught Orlando's eyes and asked him silently if this was okay.

Orlando nodded his head. "Yes, fuck me with it Viggo."

Viggo smiled and slid the fake cock all the way in. Orlando was so ready for it, so in need of it that his muscles didn't put up any resistance.

Once it was in Viggo allowed a short time for Orlando's body to adjust, he then began fucking Orlando with it, making sure it was striking his prostate. Orlando was getting lost, he was in heaven but when Viggo stilled the dildo he was in hell. Viggo reached over for the lube and gently stroked some onto Orlando's cock. Orlando then got the idea and he moaned wantonly. Viggo was going to ride him whilst fucking him with the dildo.

Viggo lowered himself onto Orlando, groaning at the blissful contact. He began to ride Orlando quite fast, desperate to take them both to paradise. He reached behind him with one hand and moved the dildo in and out of Orlando's body. With his free hand Viggo began fisting his own cock, drawing out grunts of ecstasy.

"Oh fuck, yes."

Orlando began thrusting his cock up in to Viggo's arse, sweat glistening on his chest.

Orlando came first as the dildo hit his sweet spot and Viggo clenched around his cock. He erupted into Viggo who moaned at the feeling of his lover's come filling his body. Orlando cried out, his face a perfect picture of torment and bliss. "Yes, oh Viggo!"

Viggo fisted his cock hard and fast whilst Orlando continued to thrust up into him, riding out the last of his orgasm. Viggo grabbed Orlando's thighs for support as he leaned back and let himself explode over his lover's chest.

"Oh fuck!"

It was a few moments before either one made any movement. Still breathing hard, Viggo slid the dildo out of Orlando's body and moved up to untie his lover. Orlando brought his hands down and curled up on his side, yawning freely. Viggo snuggled up beside him holding the sated body to his own.

"You okay baby?" Viggo whispered into his ear as sleep was already beginning to come.

"Mmm." Orlando snuggled further in to Viggo's arms. "That was just what I needed."

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Orlando swallowed and shifted in the seat, trying not to cause any further friction between his elf leggings and his cock. He looked into the mirror and saw Viggo grinning at him, obviously reading his mind. The cameraman asked Viggo another question and Viggo went into a long and detailed answer and Orlando smirked at his lover's reflection, hiding his face behind the script.

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THE END

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