Ficlet: Dancing (1/1)
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salixbabylonTitle/Prompt: "Dancing" from the 28-fics-meme (30 actually)
Pairing: Viggo/Sean for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
namarie120
Author:salixbabylon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 546
Disclaimer: Complete fiction. I am implying nothing about the real sexual preferences of the actors herein. Absolutely no disrespect is meant to them.
It was another Saturday night in Wellington, so of course Viggo and Sean were at a club, sitting and drinking whisky while they talked. Their conversations were aimless and wandering, sometimes profound, sometimes joking, sometimes just bantering about the fit bodies on display in the crowd of dancers. They sat, they watched, they talked, and they drank.
Periodically they were visited by hot and sweaty Hobbits'n'Orli, who would drape themselves all over the two older men, drink their drinks without asking, and make fun of them for not getting out on the dance floor. Speculations varied about whether they couldn't dance due to old age and infirmity, or that they only knew how to waltz or tango or do other old-fashioned dances like that. Apparently the youngsters had forgotten that they were both actors more than capable of whatever dancing was required for a role, and that Viggo had been married to a punk rocker for a decade.
After the most recent round of having their dancing abilities impugned upon, Sean decided he'd had enough. As he dragged Viggo out onto the floor he leaned close and whispered, "Think we can put on enough of a show for them?"
Viggo grinned, uneven teeth and eye-crinkles showing. He began to move in a way that blatantly mocked some of Elijah's more spastic moves.
Sean winked and they both began to gyrate wildly to the techno music, following the steady bass line. Arms in the air, their groins pressed together, silly but sultry at the same time. Adrenaline and amusement pulsed through their bodies until they weren't just dancing but practically fornicating in a way that put Dom and Elijah's nastier moves to shame. The four boys stood and watched, mouths gaping.
Grinning deviously, Sean grabbed Viggo by the arse and nuzzled into his neck. He licked his earlobe and whispered, "Just go along with me, mate. Don't mind, do ya?"
Viggo pressed his pelvis closer to Sean's and tilted his head to the side, baring his neck. He moaned loudly enough for their four onlookers to hear. "Don't mind at all," he mumbled.
They kept dancing until the song ended, or gradually morphed into the next one. It was nice to be so close, to touch and flirt with someone like this, Sean thought, and to feel so comfortable about it. He started to pull back when he felt tingles of arousal begin to swirl around his groin, but realized simultaneously that he felt Viggo's pulse quickening under his mouth. Also, the crotch pressing into him was noticeably firmer than it had been before.
Sean blinked his eyes, surprised at the reactions of his body and Viggo's. It felt right though, and he finally did pull back enough to look his friend in the eye.
An hour later, Viggo grinned at him again as they lay in Sean's bed. "Never even considered this before tonight," he said, shaking his head. "The things you learn about someone, dancing with them..."
Sean laughed. "No kidding. Who would've thought all it took to get you in bed was some nibbling on your neck? You're easy, mate."
Viggo rolled on top of him, pinning him to the mattress. "I was just waiting for you to ask me to dance," he winked.
~end~
Pairing: Viggo/Sean for
namarie120Author:
salixbabylonRating: PG-13
Word Count: 546
Disclaimer: Complete fiction. I am implying nothing about the real sexual preferences of the actors herein. Absolutely no disrespect is meant to them.
It was another Saturday night in Wellington, so of course Viggo and Sean were at a club, sitting and drinking whisky while they talked. Their conversations were aimless and wandering, sometimes profound, sometimes joking, sometimes just bantering about the fit bodies on display in the crowd of dancers. They sat, they watched, they talked, and they drank.
Periodically they were visited by hot and sweaty Hobbits'n'Orli, who would drape themselves all over the two older men, drink their drinks without asking, and make fun of them for not getting out on the dance floor. Speculations varied about whether they couldn't dance due to old age and infirmity, or that they only knew how to waltz or tango or do other old-fashioned dances like that. Apparently the youngsters had forgotten that they were both actors more than capable of whatever dancing was required for a role, and that Viggo had been married to a punk rocker for a decade.
After the most recent round of having their dancing abilities impugned upon, Sean decided he'd had enough. As he dragged Viggo out onto the floor he leaned close and whispered, "Think we can put on enough of a show for them?"
Viggo grinned, uneven teeth and eye-crinkles showing. He began to move in a way that blatantly mocked some of Elijah's more spastic moves.
Sean winked and they both began to gyrate wildly to the techno music, following the steady bass line. Arms in the air, their groins pressed together, silly but sultry at the same time. Adrenaline and amusement pulsed through their bodies until they weren't just dancing but practically fornicating in a way that put Dom and Elijah's nastier moves to shame. The four boys stood and watched, mouths gaping.
Grinning deviously, Sean grabbed Viggo by the arse and nuzzled into his neck. He licked his earlobe and whispered, "Just go along with me, mate. Don't mind, do ya?"
Viggo pressed his pelvis closer to Sean's and tilted his head to the side, baring his neck. He moaned loudly enough for their four onlookers to hear. "Don't mind at all," he mumbled.
They kept dancing until the song ended, or gradually morphed into the next one. It was nice to be so close, to touch and flirt with someone like this, Sean thought, and to feel so comfortable about it. He started to pull back when he felt tingles of arousal begin to swirl around his groin, but realized simultaneously that he felt Viggo's pulse quickening under his mouth. Also, the crotch pressing into him was noticeably firmer than it had been before.
Sean blinked his eyes, surprised at the reactions of his body and Viggo's. It felt right though, and he finally did pull back enough to look his friend in the eye.
An hour later, Viggo grinned at him again as they lay in Sean's bed. "Never even considered this before tonight," he said, shaking his head. "The things you learn about someone, dancing with them..."
Sean laughed. "No kidding. Who would've thought all it took to get you in bed was some nibbling on your neck? You're easy, mate."
Viggo rolled on top of him, pinning him to the mattress. "I was just waiting for you to ask me to dance," he winked.
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Date: 2006-06-16 06:02 pm (UTC)Jen ;->
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Date: 2006-06-17 02:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-16 06:55 pm (UTC)*giggles*
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Date: 2006-06-17 02:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-16 07:23 pm (UTC)I just love the image of them on the dance floor showing up the youngsters!
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Date: 2006-06-17 02:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-17 03:13 am (UTC)holy hell!! HOT!
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Date: 2006-06-17 06:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-17 03:49 am (UTC)Using your imagination can be a very enlightening exercise. Somewhat like dancing with Sean and Viggo.
*runs to take a cold shower*
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Date: 2006-06-17 06:35 am (UTC)Thank you! I started to write an explicit version, re-read it, and deleted all the naughty stuff - they just didn't seem to need it. I'm so glad you liked the "fade to black" edit.
Then again, I'd give my firstborn to tango with Sean and Viggo... Can you imagine it? *swoons*
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Date: 2006-06-17 04:57 am (UTC)How many is that now? You're making good
head... erprogress now. I still think that the stoned one is my favourite so far... personal reasons and all.no subject
Date: 2006-06-17 06:37 am (UTC)headstories. :P8 so far. 22 to go! *dies*
Sean acting OOC amuses me, both here and stoned. ;)
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Date: 2006-06-17 06:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-17 06:38 am (UTC)*smooch* Thank you!
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Date: 2006-06-19 08:12 am (UTC)And you've seen the picture of him up a tree, yes?
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Date: 2006-06-19 04:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-20 05:34 am (UTC)1. sapiosexual
One who finds intelligence the most sexually attractive feature.
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Date: 2006-06-20 04:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 07:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 07:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 10:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-17 02:33 pm (UTC)(though now I want to read all those explicit bits you cut out...)
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Date: 2006-06-17 04:18 pm (UTC)Explicit bits - well, I think I've got mroe VigBean to write - we'll see what they get up to. ;)
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Date: 2006-06-18 08:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-19 04:51 pm (UTC)