Posted: January 2004
Title: Let Creativity Be The Fuel Of Desire
Author: Hazel
Type: RPS
Characters: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I do not know either Viggo Mortensen or Orlando Bloom and am in no way connected to either of them. This is purely a work of fiction and is not meant to harm either of them. This is written for strictly entertainment purposes and it is not true any of it. I made it all up so please don't sue me. I have the uttermost respect for both of the actors named and do not intend to cause either harm.
A/N: This is clearly set several years future in that Viggo is older. This was inspired by a late night viewing of the movie Ghost. And let's just say I was inspired, by a certain scene. I'm sure everyone is familiar with the said scene. Well this is my take on that but with Viggo and Orlando instead.
Summary: Viggo comes home to find Orlando in the studio being creative.

*****

Viggo smiled as he looked through the open doorway to the studio. He'd only been home from the store for a few minutes and he hadn't been able to find Orlando out on the deck by the pool, or in the den. So he had gone to the only other place that he knew that Orlando would retreat to while he was left on his own.

Viggo felt the smile widen on his lips as he took in the site before him in the studio they shared. His young lover sat wearing an oversized white button through shirt with the sleeves rolled up on his forearms, his dark curls tousled from sleep. The white from the shirt accentuated Orlando's caramel skin and dark hair.

Viggo felt himself harden as he looked at the contented look on Orlando's face as he added a little more water to the clay before him on the potter's wheel. Viggo knew that Orlando was concentrating from the look in his soft brown eyes as he carefully began to mould the clay into a bowl shape, drawing the sides upwards slowly.

Viggo always found Orlando's creative streak arousing, in much the same way that Orlando did his own. Viggo watched Orlando for several more minutes as he drew the clay up into a vase shape, before letting the clay free and slowing the potter's wheel so he could remove it and set it to one side ready for firing.

As Orlando stood from the wheel Viggo felt his breath catch in his throat as he saw the long expanse of Orlando's legs. The white shirt hanging just over the tops of his thighs, barely concealing the swell of his buttocks as he knelt down to set the project down. Orlando didn't see Viggo as he watched silently in the doorway while he picked up some more clay and set it onto the wheel ready to start again.

Once Orlando sat down Viggo moved into the studio. He couldn't stand there and not touch Orlando in his present state, a smudge of dried clay on his left cheek as he looked up with a smile on his face as Viggo spoke softly. "Orli may I help?"

"I didn't hear you come in. How long have you been home love?"
"About ten minutes. I didn't have the heart to disturb you while you were working. It looks beautiful by the way." Viggo told him as he walked over to Orlando as he sat astride the potter's wheel ready to begin again.

"Thanks. You look beautiful yourself Vig." Orlando said as he took in the burgundy button up shirt, tight fitting blue jeans. Viggo's shoulder length sandy hair and his bare feet. Viggo was wearing his favourite shirt and he knew that he wouldn't want to damage it by getting clay on it.

"May I help make something?" Viggo asked as he looked at Orlando.

"Take your shirt off Vig I don't want to ruin it by getting clay on it."

Viggo did as Orlando asked pulling his shirt over his head and hanging it over the back of the stool on the far side of the studio. He padded slowly over to Orlando and watched as his young lover stood slowly to allow him to sit down comfortably behind him.

Orlando settled himself between Viggo's outspread legs; he could feel the heat of Viggo's body as he leaned against him. Viggo slipped his arms around Orlando's waist and moved his hands lovingly against Orlando's arms. Orlando started the potter's wheel. Moving his right hand down he added some more water to the clay and then began to mould the clay carefully once more whole Viggo smoothed his hands over the clay alongside Orlando's.

Viggo rested his head on Orlando's shoulder and nuzzled gently on Orlando's throat while they shaped the clay. Viggo moved his face into Orlando's soft brown curls, inhaling his musky scent. Orlando whimpered as he felt the kiss on his throat and the soft clay as it passed through his fingers. He could feel Viggo's arousal as it pressed against his buttocks. He knew that Viggo must be uncomfortable in his jeans with his rapidly increasing arousal.

Viggo closed his eyes as he moved his hands away from Orlando's and brought them down to rest on Orlando's thighs. He smiled as he felt Orlando's pulse quicken beneath his lips while he stroked his clay covered hands over the soft caramel flesh of his body. Smoothing his hands up and down, stopping before the hem of the shirt before moving back down again, all the while he heard the hum of the potter's wheel while Orlando continued to shape the clay.

Orlando closed his eyes as he felt Viggo's hands slide over his thighs and dip down to caress his inside leg. He heard his own breath catch as Viggo continued to caress him steadily. He could feel his cock harden as Viggo touched him softly; the soft clay on Viggo's hands being smeared into his flesh was erotic in it's self but added with the knowledge that it was Viggo that was covering him with the grey clay as a side effect of his touches made it even more so.

Viggo opened his eyes and he could see the tremors pass through Orlando's body as he moved his hands a little more firmly over his inner thighs, stopping just short of the hem of his shirt and Orlando's cock. He knew that Orlando was aroused from the way his breathing had changed and the way he was unconsciously pressing his buttocks more firmly against his crotch, trying to excite him more and push him over the edge, to take their union to the next level.

"Vig…" Orlando whimpered as their hands crushed the clay bowl they had created, leaving it to crumple into a sticky mess. When he felt Viggo capture his earlobe between his teeth and gently tug on it.

Hearing Orlando whimper Viggo knew that Orlando was ready and that he was about to his limit with regards to the amount of foreplay he could handle this early in the day. Viggo smiled as he stood and pulled Orlando up to his feet, turning him around as he pulled him gently away from the potter's wheel.

Orlando whimpered as he felt Viggo's callused hands on his cheeks when he reached up and captured his face in his strong hands. His thumbs caressed his high cheek bones, while staring into Orlando's deep chocolate depths. He could see nothing but love in those dark eyes, watching him closely as he leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips.

Orlando closed his eyes as he felt the soft kiss, Viggo's lips brushed against his so gently Orlando knew that if he were to look at Viggo right now he would cry. He opened his lips slowly to allow Viggo the entrance he sought. Viggo's strong muscle slipped between his lips and slowly caressed his tongue while he searched his mouth while his hands threaded into his soft hair.

Viggo could feel the heat of Orlando's body as he pressed up against his chest. The thin white shirt did little in protecting him from the heat emanating from Orlando's lithe frame. His young lover was aroused and ready for anything, judging from the press of his hardened flesh.

Orlando opened his eyes as Viggo's lips left his briefly so he could catch his breath, what he saw brought tears to his eyes. Viggo's soulful blue green eyes filled with love and the passion that had instantly drawn him to him all those years ago when they had first met on the set of The Lord of The Rings.

Orlando blushed as he lowered his eyes, he was still in awe of the passion and sheer beauty of his older lover, even now at forty nine Viggo was still as intense and sometimes overwhelming to behold. The years had been kind to them both and Viggo still showed the same vigour that he had when they had first met in 1999 on the set.

"You're so beautiful Orli." Viggo whispered as he leaned in and captured his lips once more, the love they shared showing through in the kiss as he cradled Orlando's head gently with his right hand while his left moved down to his thigh once more.

Orlando wrapped his hands around Viggo's broad back and allowed his hands to feel the soft contours of his back. Running his hands lightly up and down the warm flesh. He whimpered as he felt Viggo's hand slide along his thigh, pushing up the hem of the white shirt while his hand quested further up his body. Skimming lightly over his delicate hipbones and down again.
Orlando arched his back as he felt Viggo's hand move over his thigh and capture his buttock gently in his hand. His strong fingers idly caressing the cleft before he moved on and away from the soft globes of his ass.

"Vig please don't tease me." Orlando whimpered as he felt Viggo's tongue as it caressed his throat while he lowered his head to kiss him as his head arched back from the sensations his hands were causing him.

"Shhh angel it will be worth it I promise." Viggo whispered as he moved his right hand down to cradle Orlando's back as he leaned into him, pressing his arousal against his own denim clad body.

Viggo moved away from Orlando's throat and took his lips once more, while his hands searched out Orlando's buttocks, cupping them gently in his strong hands while he kissing him. Viggo smiled as he felt Orlando rubbing his body against him, he was desperate now for the contact, the sweet friction that his shirt and the denim of Viggo's jeans would give him.

Viggo heard the breathless whimpers coming from his young lover and decided that he would have to give in and move things on. Orlando wouldn't last much longer right now. Viggo steadily walked Orlando backwards, steering him past the obstacles of the studio, over to the worn red sofa that was off to one side of the room. He pressed Orlando backwards onto the soft cushions.

He felt the heat rise on his own cheeks as he took in the look on Orlando's face as he knew what was going to happen. Orlando's soft brown curls framed his face and his lips swollen from the kisses they had shared were parted sinfully as he gazed lovingly at Viggo. The white shirt barely concealed his erection as it had ridden up over his thighs and pooled around his waist.

Orlando's chest rose and fell in quick succession as he breathed deeply; taking in Viggo's half naked form. His flushed cheeks, the redness that was slowly creeping down his throat in his aroused state. Orlando licked his bottom lip nervously as he ached for Viggo to touch him once more. He was so aroused now that he knew that he wouldn't last much longer in his present state. Just looking at Viggo was turning him on; the way Viggo looked now as he had matured was even more of a turn on for Orlando than he had been when they had met.

The lightly furred chest with dark nipples, hardened from arousal a light glistening of perspiration covered his body and occasional beads rand down the planes of his stomach and beneath the waist band of his jeans, following the trail of hair down to wards Viggo's cock.

"Vig please, need you now." Orlando begged as he reached out for his lover to join him. Instinctively parting his legs to allow Viggo a space to nestle between them. He closed his eyes as he felt Viggo take his offered hand and then move to kneel between his legs.

"I know Orli I need you too. Just a little longer, I promise." Viggo whispered as he reached down and smoothed his hands lovingly along Orlando's thighs and upwards still, pushing the white shirt up, exposing his naked body below.

Viggo watched Orlando as he reached up and began to slowly unfasten the buttons on the shirt, exposing more of the honeyed tones of Orlando's body. He was truly beautiful to behold, with a light covering of hair on his chest and pebbled nipples that hardened fully on contact with the air after he had exposed them. He bit his lower lip as Orlando whimpered under the caress of his fingers against his nipples.
Viggo closed his eyes briefly as he tried to steady his breathing as he watched Orlando as he shifted slightly on the sofa. He was so beautiful right now, aroused and exposed. Viggo parted the shirt and pushed it away from Orlando's chest, leaving him exposed on the sofa.

"Vig you have too many clothes on." Orlando whispered as he felt Viggo's lips capture his nipples and begin to suckle on the softly.

"Shhh just feel." Viggo whispered as he moved down further, trailing little butterfly kisses along Orlando's body moving further down towards the nest of moist dark curls that surrounded Orlando's weeping member. Orlando groaned as he felt Viggo's tongue as he ran it lovingly over the sun tattoo. Viggo was teasing him now and he knew that as soon as Viggo touched his cock that that would be the end of his coherency. He would loose all ability to form words.

Viggo looked up and could see that the time for clothes was over, Orlando was past the point of no return already, and he needed the extra contact that only he could give him. Viggo reached into his pocket and pulled out the packets of lube and smiled as he saw Orlando tremble in anticipation.

He ripped open the first of the packets and coated his fingers liberally before reaching down to prepare Orlando. He bit his lip at the way Orlando's body eagerly swallowed his finger, Orlando was so relaxed it was a truly amazing site to behold as his fingers disappeared into his willing entrance. Viggo worked his fingers in and out of Orlando's body carefully, listening to the soft whimpers to the ragged moans as he brushed against his prostate as he added a second and then a third finger as he stretched him and prepared his body.

"Vig please…" Orlando begged as he felt Viggo's fingers penetrating him.

Viggo pulled his fingers out of Orlando's body and smiled as he stood up and unfastened his jeans, pushing them down and kicking them away before rejoining Orlando on the sofa. He couldn't wait any longer and it was becoming clear from Orlando's whimpers that he was in pain from his prolonged arousal. He needed to find his release and soon.

Viggo tore open the second packet of lube and coated his cock, to ensure that he wouldn't hurt Orlando as he entered him. He smiled as he heard the contented whimper as he breeched Orlando's body and sunk into him all the way.

Orlando lifted his leg and wrapped it around Viggo's waist allowing more contact with his body. His arms wrapped around Viggo's body as he began to thrust into him in a painfully slow way. He needed more and he knew that Viggo wouldn't disappoint him not now, he was too close to his own release to prolong this.

Viggo upon hearing Orlando's breath hitch as he changed the angle of his thrusts so he would brush against his prostate smiled as he knew that it wouldn't be long before Orlando came. He began to thrust a little harder, loving the whimpered cries that escaped Orlando's lips when he was on the verge.

Viggo moaned as he felt Orlando's body tighten around him as he neared his release. He thrust deeper and harder, brining Orlando over the edge as he hit his prostate with each inward thrust. Orlando cried out his name as his semen spilled onto his stomach and with his release, Viggo found his own, filling his young lover with his semen. He pulled out gently and leaned down to kiss the sweat dampened brow of his lover who was exhausted. His eyes closed as he was sleepy now.

"Will you hold me Vig?" Orlando asked as he felt Viggo start to move away from him.

"Anything you want angel." Viggo told him as he moved so that Orlando could turn onto his side, to allow him to slip in behind him. He smiled as he drew Orlando up against his chest, the white shirt damp from perspiration stuck to Orlando's back as he snuggled in close.

"Thank you Vig." Orlando whispered as he felt Viggo's arm snake around him and hold him close.

"Any time Orli. I love you."

"Love you too Vig." Orlando said stifling a yawn as he relaxed into his lovers embrace.

"Sleep well Orli." Viggo told him as he placed a soft kiss into his damp curls.

*****

THE END

If you enjoyed this story, please send feedback to: Hazel