justsean: (Sean by Wizzicons)
- work in the garden (in all seasons, but especially when the winter is about to come to an end, when you know that after a long sleep life is about to burst again all around you and make things seem all new and shiny)

- spend time with my daughters (no, wait, that's not exactly the most relaxing thing in the world.. now that they're teens most of the time they drive me insane with worry.. but I love it all the same, just like I love them)

- read classics (especially those with a female point of view, don't ask me why because I have no clue.. right now I'm reading Daphne Du Maurier's Frenchman's Creek and liking it hugely)

- smoke (I'm trying to quit, you see..)

- watch footie games and see my Blades win (it wouldn't be relaxing if they lost, would it?)

- look at Viggo

- make lists

Date: 2005-10-18 01:06 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
That was sort of a public post, Vig, I couldn't exactly get into the details, if you get what I mean..
but if you wish, I can make one of my lists just for you.. a list of the things I like to do to you, with you..

Date: 2005-10-19 08:09 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
*smiles and leans in close*

You're forgiven... I'm looking forward to seeing this list, Sean - and maybe crossing a few things off it...

Date: 2005-10-19 12:40 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
You know how punctilious I am about making my little lists..

Bear with me and give me time to do a proper job, I promise you won't regret it *rubs himself against Viggo's side*

Date: 2005-10-20 12:36 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
*purrs*

I like a man who pays attention to detail - who does a proper job...

Date: 2005-10-21 12:19 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
Sean checks around to make sure Viggo is not there. He likes to be able to concentrate when he's doing his lists, and Viggo's presence automatically sends his chances to be able to concentrate flying out of the window to do somersaults in the green Idaho meadows.

He squirms in the chair and rubs the furrow between his eyebrows with the pencil. So Viggo wanted a detailed list.. Good..

1. Nuzzle in Viggo's left armpit


Date: 2005-10-21 03:48 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
Outside by the entrance to the stables, Viggo watches Sean sitting at the kitchen table. Sean's face is a study in concentration and Viggo chuckles to himself - Sean is writing one of his lists; no-one puts as much effort into writing a list as Sean...But which list? Viggo wonders as he quickly skirts the side of the barn and crosses the yard to enter the rear porch door. From here he can see Sean clearly - and it is evident that he's completely lost in thought. Viggo tiptoes up behind him and peers over his shoulder.

"Why the left?" he asks, his voice a slow lazy drawl. "Is there something wrong with the right one?"

Date: 2005-10-22 12:21 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
Sean nearly jumps out of his skin. Totally focused on his list, he hasn't heard Viggo come in or detected him sneaking up on him.

"Christ, you nearly gave me a heart attack.." he complains, his hand creeping to the notepad to cover what he's been writing. "Just shout a warning when you're in the mood to do your ranger tricks, will you? Not that I would mind you going around the place wearing those ranger leathers again, you looked damn hot in them.."

Date: 2005-10-22 03:26 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
"Yeah?" Viggo whispers, turning his head to brush his lips over Sean's ear. "You should've said something earlier - I've still got them somewhere ..." He lifts his hands to Sean's shoulders, squeezing gently and then rubbing his thumbs up the base of his neck.

"But there's little point in me shouting a warning if I want to creep up on you - and you haven't answered my question - what's so special about my left armpit?"

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Date: 2005-10-23 10:00 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
"Ah, so daylight's a relative thing," Viggo murmurs, sliding his hands down Sean's back as he stands and letting them come to rest on the swell of his buttocks. "I hadn't thought of it that way..." He smiles and makes a quick snapping bite at Sean's stubbled chin as he begins to 'walk' him backwards towards the sofa at the far end of their kitchen / living room. "Well, all I can say is that it's a good thing I don't shock easily, Bean - and that I got blinds fitted at the window there..." he nods towards the window. "Close them and you won't need to act.."

Date: 2005-10-23 12:16 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
Sean grins.

Viggo knows that he doesn't really care about the blinds being down or not, their nearest neighbours are about a hundred miles away, but the blinds have triggered a memory and given him an idea.

"Guess I'd better close them," he says, moving his ass just a bit, in a way that he knows will make Viggo's hands grip him harder.

Date: 2005-10-23 10:33 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
"Yeah," Viggo replies, his fingertips digging into the muscle of Sean's buttocks. "Don't want anyone but me to see your naked ass..." He gives one last squeeze and then releases Sean from his grip. "So go close 'em... and let me admire that ass as you do..." he purrs, standing back and folding his arms.

Date: 2005-10-24 12:36 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
"Is that number one on your own list?" Sean asks, missing the possessive grip of Viggo's hands the moment they drop away from him.

God, there's something in the way Viggo is standing there with his arms folded across his chest and that look in his eyes that makes Sean think of the Master Chief and gives him the shivers.. the kind of shivers that travel straight down to his cock and make his skin feel too warm..

He walks to the window, slowly, conscious of the eyes following his every movement, putting a bit of a swagger in his stride.

Date: 2005-10-24 01:57 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
Viggo's eyes rove up and down Sean's legs and back and settle on his ass. He sees the confident sway of Sean's hips, knowing that's just for him - well it had fucking better be... He swallows and clears his throat as his cock twitches in his pants - suddenly the wool sweater he's been grateful for when out riding early this morning seems way too warm...

"That's one perfect ass," Viggo murmurs, almost to himself. "I used to watch your every move on set - and those days filming the council scene at Rivendell... even under Boromir's costume I could see your ass in my mind..."

Date: 2005-10-24 06:10 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
"Did you?"

The soft murmur is not lost on Sean's keen hearing and the pleasure he feels at the thought of Viggo watching him, wanting him so far back, from the very beginning, is evident in his voice.

"I'm surprised you managed to notice that I had such a perfect arse under that costume.. I often forgot I did have a body under all those layers of clothing they draped over poor Boromir.. Only catching a glimpse of a certain ranger now and then made sure I was still alive under that.."

Date: 2005-10-24 07:45 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
"I noticed everything," Viggo says softly, images of that time forming one by one in his mind. "From the moment we met when I first saw the gold in your eyes and felt the warmth of your handshake to that party of Pete's where Orlando kissed you and I wanted to kill him for daring to touch what I knew in my heart was mine, but was too scared to claim..."

He pauses, his face flushing a little as he looks at Sean in the now darkened room. "And then the day I saw you as you stepped out of the shower - you looked like a god..." Viggo swallows and smiles, unfolding and holding out his arms. "C'mere..." he whispers huskily.

Date: 2005-10-24 08:36 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
"No god here, just a man.. but a man who wants you and loves you like he's never done anyone else in his life..." Sean whispers, taking a couple of steps towards Viggo then stopping, the light coming in in parallel lines through the lowered blinds slashing his body with gold and black as he slowly unbuttons his shirt and sends it flying through the room.

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Date: 2005-10-26 09:55 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
"Ah, Sean," Viggo murmurs, his eyes closing as his body accomodates to the stretch of Sean's cock slowly filling him. "You feel so fucking good..." He sucks in a shaking breath, listening to the blood pounding in his ears and then exhales, opening his eyes and smiling breathlessly up into serious green eyes. He lifts a hand to Sean's cheek.

"Beautiful you are," he murmurs, canting his hips up and drawing Sean deeper with a low moan of pleasure. "Beautiful and mine.."

Date: 2005-10-26 11:53 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
"Mine, yours.. it's all one, like we are now.." Sean's response is a raw, dream purr. He's seated deep into Viggo's body and still Vig is trying to get more, their bodies pressed so tight and hard into each other it almost hurts.. but it's the kind of hurt that makes Sean try for more too, grabbing hips and managing to angle his thrust by that single inch that makes the difference.

"Yessss.." he hisses again, catching the change in Viggo's breathing, in the eyelids that fall shut for a moment, flutter and open again on eyes that make Sean forget everything.

Date: 2005-10-31 06:56 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
Viggo groans, suddenly finding it hard to breathe. His lips part as he stares upwards, eyes almost unseeing and feeling like Sean is burning him - branding him inside. The heat builds quickly, making him gasp in a breath and bite his lip as he clutches convulsively at Sean's upper arms with trembling fingers.

"Move, love," he urges, his legs gripping Sean's body. "Please - before you set me alight.."


Date: 2005-10-31 12:17 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
It feels like Viggo's entire body is coiled tight around Sean's, squeezing him, coaxing out what it has there waiting, ready... and the soft, desperate plea added to that is just too much.

Sean buries his face into Viggo's shoulder, pressing down his body into the too-soft cushions of the sofa, and lets go with a harsh cry, right as he feels the hot pulsing of Viggo's cock against his belly.

Date: 2005-10-31 11:06 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
"Sean..." The word is a breathy moan as Viggo's hold tightens, pulling Sean closer as climax flows through them both. His body arches rhythmically against Sean's until the last of it is over and he sinks boneless into the cushions, panting for breath.

"Sean..." Viggo repeats, curling his arms and legs possessively around Sean's still trembling form and feeling their hearts pounding in time. "Love you, Sean... love you." He knows that at this moment they are so connected on every level that the words are unnecessary - but he says them all the same.

Date: 2005-11-01 01:20 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
Sean's words of love are mouthed directly against Viggo's damp skin, where he knows that Viggo will sense the brush of his lips even if he's still too breathless to make any sound.

Once again it feels to him that the whole world has narrowed down to this sofa, to the tangle of their joined bodies, to the hearbeats racing together, and a surge of emotion makes his throat feel even thicker.

"Love you.." he manages to murmur, a soft, strangled sound.

Date: 2005-11-01 03:57 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-viggo.livejournal.com
Viggo sighs and closes his eyes as he lets Sean's words, both silent and spoken, tell him all he'll ever need to know. For a few moments, he lies completely still, content to listen to their slowing heartbeats and breathing. The warmth and weight of Sean's body on his just seems so right - so goddamn perfect - that he hopes Sean is in no hurry to move right now. As if to reinforce that thought, Viggo tightens his hold and pressing his lips to Sean's hair, starts to stroke his fingertips up and down Sean's spine.

Date: 2005-11-01 06:37 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] just-sean.livejournal.com
Sean sighs and squirms a bit, getting the bulk of his body slightly off-center, resting on just one side of Viggo's body and straddling his thigh. They're both sweaty and sticky, and the musky scent of their bodies fills his nostrils, making his head spin even more.

A hand crawls up, stroking the damp hair on Viggo's chest, stopping to rub sticky spots that make a faint smile ghost on his lips, before curling around the back of Viggo's neck and massaging his scalp with just one fingertip.

"I don't know what it is that you do to me, but it is something I couldn't live with.." he murmurs softly.

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