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liatli1228
Pairing: various- Dom/Billy, Viggo/Orlando (not really romantic yet)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Viggo visits.
Title: Mindless Drabble - Behind the scenes of the Lord of the Rings: the After Party
Author: Liat
Disclaimer: yeah, yeah, not mine. Not true. Only in my dreams.
~*~
Behind the scenes: the After Party
Part 2
~*~
The last time Viggo and Orlando saw each other, Orlando's girlfriend was absent, off filming for a new movie. Liv was absent, too, visiting her father on tour in the U.K. Viggo showed up on Orlando's doorstep with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder and an expensive Merlot in hand.
He stayed for 2 months.
The first night they got tipsy on wine and watched MTV all night. They both fell asleep on the leather couch in the den, Missy Elliot rapping them a lullaby.
Orlando woke up around 3 the next afternoon to Viggo singing in the kitchen about his tender heart while he made lunch.
Wincing, hands running through his tangled hair, Orlando appeared in the kitchen doorway, leaning against the doorjamb to watch Viggo cook in only a pair of mesh shorts he had "borrowed" from Orlando the last time he had been there and an apron that had not been in the house before that said KISS ME, I'M AMERICAN. Definitely not Orli's. Smiling, Orlando walked fully into the kitchen and up to Viggo by the stove. Viggo swung around, smiling widely at him.
"You're up!"
Orlando nodded, flicking a glance down at the apron before grabbing Viggo's face between his hands and placing a smacking kiss on his lips. Then he went to the refrigerator and fished out a half-gallon bottle of apple juice, taking a swig directly from the bottle. He turned back to watch Viggo, was surprised to see Viggo staring at him, a confused expression on his face.
"What is it, Viggo?"
Viggo shook his head,
"Why did you..."
Orlando rolled his eyes and pointed at the apron, taking another drink of juice. Viggo glanced down at his apron, then back up at Orlando.
"Oh. Right. That's revolting, Orli. Get a cup, will ya?"
Smiling cheekily, Orlando deliberately took another gulp from the bottle, winking at Viggo. He said,
"I'll get a glass if you'll put a shirt on, old man."
Viggo laughed,
"I guess you'll be drinking from that bottle, then. Because the first thing I plan to do, after breakfast---well, lunch---is go swimming in that magnificent pool of yours."
They spent the days alone together, with no outside contact, save an emergency trip to the market when Viggo discovered that Orlando had *no jam*.
They watched more MTV and I Love Lucy reruns and swam in Orli's pool for hours and hours.
Floating along on striped floats, lazily flicking water at each other. Tanning on hard plastic poolside benches and sipping homemade margaritas in the hot tub. (And sometimes just tequila, straight-up.)
Finally Viggo decided it was time to tell Billy, Dom, Sean, and Elijah that he was in LA.
He called them up, (*yes*, I *finally* decided to visit), and arranging a big, reuniting dinner at some well-known Italian restaurant.
~*~
"Oi! Dommie! Get the bloody phone, will you!"
Rolling his eyes, Dom reaches across the arm of the couch and picks up the chord-less.
"Hullo."
"Did I disturb Oprah again?"
Grinning now, Dom shouts,
"Viggo! You rat! You did that on bloody purpose!"
Viggo chuckles across the line.
"I'm in town."
"Here? In LA?"
"In LA."
"Well, then! That's worth forsaking Oprah and her book club for! Bill! Get your bloody ass in here!"
Billy walks into the room in only a towel.
"I'm getting ready to take a shower, Dom. Can it wait?"
Dom scrambles onto his knees, leaning over the back of the couch, hand extended.
"It's Viggo. He's in town."
Billy's eyes light up and he grabs the phone,
"Viggo? How long have you been here?"
Dom couldn't hear the response, only Billy shouting,
"A week! Why didn't you call sooner? Where are you staying!" A pause. "Orlando's! Why didn't *he* call us? Hell, hold on, Viggo, give Orli the phone so I can blister his...ear! Right, right. Okay. Wait." He holds the phone away and says, "Dom? We're free Tuesday night, right?"
"Of course! Is he planning something, then?"
Billy speaks into the phone,
"We're all yours, Viggo. And you can't escape us. We know where Orli lives."
~*~
Orlando grins at Viggo from across the table. Sean and Elijah are jabbering, giggling, and eating off each other's plates. Billy and Dom are leaning towards each other, making eyes at the men's room.
Suddenly, they stand up and Orlando grins widely as they excuse themselves and walk, as inconspicuously as possible, toward the bathrooms. Dom makes a show of using a pay phone, Billy slipping into the bathroom first. Then, after mouthing random words, Dom looks about shiftily, then slips into the bathroom behind Billy.
He is pressed against the door, much like he had done to Billy, and the door is being locked. Then he's being kissed fiercely and Dom knows that there's a problem when all he can think about is how dirty the door behind him is. He pushes at Billy saying,
"Wait, Bill. I can't do this when I'm up against a door this unsanitary."
Billy rolls his eyes,
"Please, Dom. Since when did *you* care about cleanliness?"
"Never, but...the door is *grimy*."
Billy smiles, tugging Dom over to the stalls and pulling him inside one of them. Dom shakes his head when Billy motions for him to sit down.
"I'm not going to let you suck me on a *toilet*. Since when did we get this desperate, huh, Bill? We have a perfectly nice, *clean* apartment to go home to. Let's just go back out there."
Billy shakes his head stubbornly, staring at Dom.
"I'm not going out there till I get rid of this. And you, too, Dom. So find somewhere you'll be fine with, because otherwise, we may never leave this toilet."
Dom sighs, leaning against the stall wall and reaching out for Billy. He murmurs before Billy's lips cover his,
"The things I do for you."
Billy is smiling when he takes Dom's mouth, biting down on that protruding lower lip. Dom whimpers into Billy's mouth when his tongue soothes the dents his teeth made.
Dom's mouth is making its way down Billy's neck when the sound of a key turning in a lock and someone saying, "I'm terribly sorry, sir. I don't know why it was locked" fills the bathroom.
Billy and Dom hurriedly step up onto the toilet as the door opens and in walks a set of polished Birkenstocks, muttering about weak stomachs and grunting.
Billy and Dom try not to breathe too loudly when the man goes into the next stall and sits down on the toilet.
Dom places a finger over his lips and looks pointedly at Billy. Billy nods quickly, eyes wide. Then, Dom frames Billy's face in his hands and kisses him softly. Billy sighs and is wrapping his arms around Dom's waist when the most horrible noise comes from the next stall. Billy and Dom freeze, eyes flying open, as another one follows.
The man in the next stall has a weak stomach, indeed.
~*~
The minute the door swings shut, Dom hops off the toilet, holding a hand up to Billy and helping him down. Billy looks a little nauseous, and Dom looks like he's about to laugh hysterically. Billy says tightly as they exit the stall,
"I think that killed the mood."
Dom laughs, and Billy starts to laugh and they laugh all the way back to the table, where they try to explain it to the guys, still giggling.
They had Elijah spitting his drink back into his cup and Orlando looking around, wide-eyed, nudging Dom to point out who it was.
Dom shrugs,
"All we saw were his shoes."
Sean shakes his head and mutters,
"Ridiculous! Can't wait a few hours..."
Elijah elbows Sean, who whines, "Ow!" and scowls into his water. Smiling, Elijah wraps an arm around Sean's shoulders and presses a kiss to his cheek.
~*~
A/N: kinda ends weirdly, abruptly, but I've been working on this for a while and I just wanted it posted and done with. so I can continue on. Okay. also, how do i make my own mood pics?
author:
liatli1228Pairing: various- Dom/Billy, Viggo/Orlando (not really romantic yet)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Viggo visits.
Title: Mindless Drabble - Behind the scenes of the Lord of the Rings: the After Party
Author: Liat
Disclaimer: yeah, yeah, not mine. Not true. Only in my dreams.
~*~
Behind the scenes: the After Party
Part 2
~*~
The last time Viggo and Orlando saw each other, Orlando's girlfriend was absent, off filming for a new movie. Liv was absent, too, visiting her father on tour in the U.K. Viggo showed up on Orlando's doorstep with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder and an expensive Merlot in hand.
He stayed for 2 months.
The first night they got tipsy on wine and watched MTV all night. They both fell asleep on the leather couch in the den, Missy Elliot rapping them a lullaby.
Orlando woke up around 3 the next afternoon to Viggo singing in the kitchen about his tender heart while he made lunch.
Wincing, hands running through his tangled hair, Orlando appeared in the kitchen doorway, leaning against the doorjamb to watch Viggo cook in only a pair of mesh shorts he had "borrowed" from Orlando the last time he had been there and an apron that had not been in the house before that said KISS ME, I'M AMERICAN. Definitely not Orli's. Smiling, Orlando walked fully into the kitchen and up to Viggo by the stove. Viggo swung around, smiling widely at him.
"You're up!"
Orlando nodded, flicking a glance down at the apron before grabbing Viggo's face between his hands and placing a smacking kiss on his lips. Then he went to the refrigerator and fished out a half-gallon bottle of apple juice, taking a swig directly from the bottle. He turned back to watch Viggo, was surprised to see Viggo staring at him, a confused expression on his face.
"What is it, Viggo?"
Viggo shook his head,
"Why did you..."
Orlando rolled his eyes and pointed at the apron, taking another drink of juice. Viggo glanced down at his apron, then back up at Orlando.
"Oh. Right. That's revolting, Orli. Get a cup, will ya?"
Smiling cheekily, Orlando deliberately took another gulp from the bottle, winking at Viggo. He said,
"I'll get a glass if you'll put a shirt on, old man."
Viggo laughed,
"I guess you'll be drinking from that bottle, then. Because the first thing I plan to do, after breakfast---well, lunch---is go swimming in that magnificent pool of yours."
They spent the days alone together, with no outside contact, save an emergency trip to the market when Viggo discovered that Orlando had *no jam*.
They watched more MTV and I Love Lucy reruns and swam in Orli's pool for hours and hours.
Floating along on striped floats, lazily flicking water at each other. Tanning on hard plastic poolside benches and sipping homemade margaritas in the hot tub. (And sometimes just tequila, straight-up.)
Finally Viggo decided it was time to tell Billy, Dom, Sean, and Elijah that he was in LA.
He called them up, (*yes*, I *finally* decided to visit), and arranging a big, reuniting dinner at some well-known Italian restaurant.
~*~
"Oi! Dommie! Get the bloody phone, will you!"
Rolling his eyes, Dom reaches across the arm of the couch and picks up the chord-less.
"Hullo."
"Did I disturb Oprah again?"
Grinning now, Dom shouts,
"Viggo! You rat! You did that on bloody purpose!"
Viggo chuckles across the line.
"I'm in town."
"Here? In LA?"
"In LA."
"Well, then! That's worth forsaking Oprah and her book club for! Bill! Get your bloody ass in here!"
Billy walks into the room in only a towel.
"I'm getting ready to take a shower, Dom. Can it wait?"
Dom scrambles onto his knees, leaning over the back of the couch, hand extended.
"It's Viggo. He's in town."
Billy's eyes light up and he grabs the phone,
"Viggo? How long have you been here?"
Dom couldn't hear the response, only Billy shouting,
"A week! Why didn't you call sooner? Where are you staying!" A pause. "Orlando's! Why didn't *he* call us? Hell, hold on, Viggo, give Orli the phone so I can blister his...ear! Right, right. Okay. Wait." He holds the phone away and says, "Dom? We're free Tuesday night, right?"
"Of course! Is he planning something, then?"
Billy speaks into the phone,
"We're all yours, Viggo. And you can't escape us. We know where Orli lives."
~*~
Orlando grins at Viggo from across the table. Sean and Elijah are jabbering, giggling, and eating off each other's plates. Billy and Dom are leaning towards each other, making eyes at the men's room.
Suddenly, they stand up and Orlando grins widely as they excuse themselves and walk, as inconspicuously as possible, toward the bathrooms. Dom makes a show of using a pay phone, Billy slipping into the bathroom first. Then, after mouthing random words, Dom looks about shiftily, then slips into the bathroom behind Billy.
He is pressed against the door, much like he had done to Billy, and the door is being locked. Then he's being kissed fiercely and Dom knows that there's a problem when all he can think about is how dirty the door behind him is. He pushes at Billy saying,
"Wait, Bill. I can't do this when I'm up against a door this unsanitary."
Billy rolls his eyes,
"Please, Dom. Since when did *you* care about cleanliness?"
"Never, but...the door is *grimy*."
Billy smiles, tugging Dom over to the stalls and pulling him inside one of them. Dom shakes his head when Billy motions for him to sit down.
"I'm not going to let you suck me on a *toilet*. Since when did we get this desperate, huh, Bill? We have a perfectly nice, *clean* apartment to go home to. Let's just go back out there."
Billy shakes his head stubbornly, staring at Dom.
"I'm not going out there till I get rid of this. And you, too, Dom. So find somewhere you'll be fine with, because otherwise, we may never leave this toilet."
Dom sighs, leaning against the stall wall and reaching out for Billy. He murmurs before Billy's lips cover his,
"The things I do for you."
Billy is smiling when he takes Dom's mouth, biting down on that protruding lower lip. Dom whimpers into Billy's mouth when his tongue soothes the dents his teeth made.
Dom's mouth is making its way down Billy's neck when the sound of a key turning in a lock and someone saying, "I'm terribly sorry, sir. I don't know why it was locked" fills the bathroom.
Billy and Dom hurriedly step up onto the toilet as the door opens and in walks a set of polished Birkenstocks, muttering about weak stomachs and grunting.
Billy and Dom try not to breathe too loudly when the man goes into the next stall and sits down on the toilet.
Dom places a finger over his lips and looks pointedly at Billy. Billy nods quickly, eyes wide. Then, Dom frames Billy's face in his hands and kisses him softly. Billy sighs and is wrapping his arms around Dom's waist when the most horrible noise comes from the next stall. Billy and Dom freeze, eyes flying open, as another one follows.
The man in the next stall has a weak stomach, indeed.
~*~
The minute the door swings shut, Dom hops off the toilet, holding a hand up to Billy and helping him down. Billy looks a little nauseous, and Dom looks like he's about to laugh hysterically. Billy says tightly as they exit the stall,
"I think that killed the mood."
Dom laughs, and Billy starts to laugh and they laugh all the way back to the table, where they try to explain it to the guys, still giggling.
They had Elijah spitting his drink back into his cup and Orlando looking around, wide-eyed, nudging Dom to point out who it was.
Dom shrugs,
"All we saw were his shoes."
Sean shakes his head and mutters,
"Ridiculous! Can't wait a few hours..."
Elijah elbows Sean, who whines, "Ow!" and scowls into his water. Smiling, Elijah wraps an arm around Sean's shoulders and presses a kiss to his cheek.
~*~
A/N: kinda ends weirdly, abruptly, but I've been working on this for a while and I just wanted it posted and done with. so I can continue on. Okay. also, how do i make my own mood pics?
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I don't know why, but that has to be my favorite line. This is really good (love to see the first bit of it though) and I'm dying to see it continue! It's so poignant somehow. Hilarious bathroom scene, also. My only bit of advice would be to write out numbers and such, because it's just more professional, etc. Please continue!
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Okay, I hope that worked. We'll see, I guess. i have started writing out numbers, i just didnt go back and rewrite the ones in this part. Sorry. i was pinched for time.
thanks for the comments!
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part one, part two
hee.
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To get a mood theme, you can search for them. what kind of mood theme do u want? I know some ppl who have made some.
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I want, of course, (hee) Orlando Bloom mood pictures. And there for sure aren't any already made that I can get (from the LJ base). Like I said above, still an amateur. Help would be appreciated muchly!
BTW, your icon is seriously cute.
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And the bathroom scene indeed...
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I can't believe y'all like the bathroom scene so much! Thank you! I re-wrote it, like, 20 times! For real! I just weasn't satisfied with it. Still am not. Whatever.
Next part coming soon, I hope! It's going much faster and is drabble-esque, like aprt one, cuz i liked that.
Ta!
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