Drabble: To Be Or Not To Be

Pairing: Viggorli

A/N: 100 words for Orli’s birthday, because I love my male Barbie doll. ;P

“Gay, queer. They’re just words. People are so keen on labels, you know. You can’t put love in a box. He said that once. I think he’s right. A guy can love a woman for years and then leave for another bloke…” Orli leaned forward, his fingers tapped nervously the knuckles of his left hand.

“So you are gay?” The reporter insisted. Orli shifted his legs in the chair, his tongue touched his lips, even if he had practiced not to do it in public. He sighed.

“I wouldn’t say so. I’m… I’m just viggosexual.”

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Drabble: The Eyes Have It

Pairing: Viggorli

To get lost in those eyes so azure and deep… Standing behind the closed door, he can vividly picture Viggo sprawled naked on the couch of his studio, splotches of blue paint creating wild patterns on his face and his hard body. The summer day is blazing hot. He knows from experience how deliciously arousing those salty droplets of sweat on Viggo’s skin taste, and his tongue itches to go down and lick him. The eyes would turn downwards, two jade and sapphire gems quickly darkened by dilating pupils. Orlando chuckles. Silently, he turns the doorknob and lets Sidi in.

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Drabble: Fall Of Troy

Pairing: Viggorli

Orlando should know better than to get drunk with the Hobbits especially at Viggo’s beach party, as Orlando knew well he would become inappropriately horny at the sight of Viggo’s naked torso.

Had Viggo been exercising? The bare muscles rippled and flexed invitingly only two feet away, tanned skin skimmed with seawater and sand. Orlando could not hear what Viggo said. A luscious puckered nipple he could almost reach to lick. He took one step forward and suddenly he tripped.

The next day he read from the tabloids: “The fall of Paris of Troy into the King of Denmark’s arms”.