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Orlando looked up into the stormy grey eyes above him and laughed as the growl reached his ears. “Animal.”
“You love it.”
He groaned as a well muscled thigh came down on his already increasing erection. This was a feeling that he’d never try to stop from happening. Who in their right mind would?
“Hmm…” He moaned and tilted his head to the side so the searching lips of his partner could make their decent on his neck. “Feels good.”
“You’re such a slut.”
“I might be but at least I have fun.” Orlando smiled and arched up into the touch of the familiar hands caressing his sides, eventually resting on his ribcage.
“Well at least you can admit to it freely.”
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and they sprung apart, looking up at the intruder. Orlando sighed, there wasn’t anything worse than trying to have a minute with your current shag partner and have it rudely interrupted.
“Orli, Vig. They’re ready to start the river scene after Boromir dies. You coming or are they going to have to digitally insert you?”
“We’re coming, hold your pants on Ring Bearer.”
Orlando laughed as Elijah scoffed at the offending comment and stomped out of the trailer. He turned to look at Viggo and smiled as the grey eyes burrowed into his again. “Well, I guess we’ll just have to finish this after we save Middle Earth.”
They both got up and walked out to face the crew standing on set. You had to love Hollywood.
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