4 linked drabbles
Sep. 9th, 2004 10:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
archetInstead of posting these separately, I've decided to finish up the "All of Me" drabble series in one go.
Series: All of Me, parts 5-8
Author: Archet
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Viggo takes action.
Disclaimer: this is fiction and implies nothing as to the lives of the men who are inspirations for these characters.
Archive: Rugbytackling, my LJ, anyone else please ask
Feedback: welcomed and appreciated
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Title: Wake Up Call (5/8)
Sean closes the door, leans back against it, wordlessly waiting, and Viggo had expected surprise, or anger, anything but this silence. Taking in Sean’s mused hair and tired eyes he asks, “Did I wake you?”
Sean just nods.
“Good. About time you woke up.”
That gets a reaction. Narrowed green eyes flash but before words can follow Viggo’s moving. He gets in front of Sean, leans close.
“I told you, I love you.”
Sean, unwilling to give ground, doesn’t move. “I know.”
Viggo presses closer, hands lifting to frame Sean’s face. “Then didn’t you know that I’d come after you?”
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Title: Caught (6/8)
Sean knows he should push Viggo away, but held in place by Viggo’s hands, by his gaze, he can’t. His heart’s pounding as Viggo leans close, their lips just brushing.
“We belong together, Sean. You can’t make me believe otherwise.”
Sean knows he should turn his face away, that he should put the words together that will make Viggo believe, but he’s pinned in place, caught and held fast by the words Viggo’s giving him.
“When I asked you to be mine, you said I can't, I’m here to tell you that you can, Sean.”
Sean breathes, wonders...can I?
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Title: Out of Words (7/8)
Viggo’s run out of words and all he can think is that everything he wants is resting in his hands, but the thought of Sean saying I can’t again has his heart pounding.
He tightens his grip, moving slowly, telegraphing his intentions, and as his mouth closes over Sean’s he wonders if maybe words aren’t needed at all. He makes love to Sean’s mouth with his own, praying it won’t be the last time.
Like a slow burning flame the kiss lingers, unwilling to go out, but finally Viggo pulls back.
He looks into Sean’s eyes...and begins to smile.
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Title: Sleepy (8/8)
The curtains catch the morning’s first rays, glowing gold before the dawn floods the bedroom with bright warmth. Viggo rests on his side, sheet drawn up around his waist, hand resting on Sean’s chest.
Through the warm skin Viggo can feel the faint but steady thump, thump, of Sean’s heartbeat. Leaning down, he brushes Sean’s lips with his own, teases, strokes with his tongue until those very sleepy, very green eyes are open and blinking up at him.
“Hey.” Viggo whispers, smiling.
“Hey.” Sean mumbles, grinning sleepily.
It’s been three years, but Viggo will never get tired of the sight.
Series: All of Me, parts 5-8
Author: Archet
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Viggo takes action.
Disclaimer: this is fiction and implies nothing as to the lives of the men who are inspirations for these characters.
Archive: Rugbytackling, my LJ, anyone else please ask
Feedback: welcomed and appreciated
^^--.--^^
Title: Wake Up Call (5/8)
Sean closes the door, leans back against it, wordlessly waiting, and Viggo had expected surprise, or anger, anything but this silence. Taking in Sean’s mused hair and tired eyes he asks, “Did I wake you?”
Sean just nods.
“Good. About time you woke up.”
That gets a reaction. Narrowed green eyes flash but before words can follow Viggo’s moving. He gets in front of Sean, leans close.
“I told you, I love you.”
Sean, unwilling to give ground, doesn’t move. “I know.”
Viggo presses closer, hands lifting to frame Sean’s face. “Then didn’t you know that I’d come after you?”
^^--.--^^
Title: Caught (6/8)
Sean knows he should push Viggo away, but held in place by Viggo’s hands, by his gaze, he can’t. His heart’s pounding as Viggo leans close, their lips just brushing.
“We belong together, Sean. You can’t make me believe otherwise.”
Sean knows he should turn his face away, that he should put the words together that will make Viggo believe, but he’s pinned in place, caught and held fast by the words Viggo’s giving him.
“When I asked you to be mine, you said I can't, I’m here to tell you that you can, Sean.”
Sean breathes, wonders...can I?
^^--.--^^
Title: Out of Words (7/8)
Viggo’s run out of words and all he can think is that everything he wants is resting in his hands, but the thought of Sean saying I can’t again has his heart pounding.
He tightens his grip, moving slowly, telegraphing his intentions, and as his mouth closes over Sean’s he wonders if maybe words aren’t needed at all. He makes love to Sean’s mouth with his own, praying it won’t be the last time.
Like a slow burning flame the kiss lingers, unwilling to go out, but finally Viggo pulls back.
He looks into Sean’s eyes...and begins to smile.
^^--.--^^
Title: Sleepy (8/8)
The curtains catch the morning’s first rays, glowing gold before the dawn floods the bedroom with bright warmth. Viggo rests on his side, sheet drawn up around his waist, hand resting on Sean’s chest.
Through the warm skin Viggo can feel the faint but steady thump, thump, of Sean’s heartbeat. Leaning down, he brushes Sean’s lips with his own, teases, strokes with his tongue until those very sleepy, very green eyes are open and blinking up at him.
“Hey.” Viggo whispers, smiling.
“Hey.” Sean mumbles, grinning sleepily.
It’s been three years, but Viggo will never get tired of the sight.
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Date: 2004-09-09 09:39 pm (UTC)What is slashy happy endings, without angst?
What, indeed? *g* Thanks for reading! ;)