Loser

Author: Raine
Paring: implied Craig Parker/Orlando Bloom; implied Harry Sinclair/Orlando Bloom; eventually Viggo Mortensen/Sean Bean/Orlando Bloom
Rating: R - NC-17
Summary: Orlando gets fucked over by a sadistic person, can his two friends help heal him?
Authors Notes: The song Loser by 3 Doors Down inspired this. Angst, implied rape, OM/FC's, and hopefully a happy ending.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, don't claim to. Don't know their true sexual orentation, and don't claim to. Just borrowed them for my twisted mind to play with. :) Also, I'm not a doctor, and I don't claim to be one.


Once they were outside the club, arrangements were made for Sean to take Orli back to the house. By the time Harry and Grayson stepped outside, Rudy had him secured in the front seat. Before Harry could get over to them, Sean had pulled out of the parking lot. Rudy and Viggo waited silently, watching the other two approach.

"You two will follow us, no arguments, and no questions." Vig's voice was quiet, barely heard over passing traffic. "I'll sit in the back of Rudy's truck, to make sure you're following."

Climbing into the back of the truck, he watched Harry and Grayson head for their vehicle. Rudy stood beside the truck until they had their car started, climbing in and starting his own. Pulling out of the lot, they made very sure that they were being followed.

The ride home for Sean and Orli was quiet, and extremely tense. Orli just looked out the window, hands clenched into fists. His head against the window itself, not noticing the glances Sean gave him.

Back at the house was another story. Better or worse would have to be decided on who's point of view, but both were leaning towards worse. Orli chain smoked his way through what seemed a pack in about a half hour. Pacing the floor, and staring out at the window every two seconds. Sean sat on the couch watching him, trying to keep him calm.

"They'll be alright, Orli. Viggo's strong, and Rudy's stronger. Harry and Grayson will have a hard time beating them. I'm just really glad that Rudy came in tonight."

Nothing but silence and a puff of smoke from Orli. Oh, and the continued pacing and looking out the window. He didn't even look at Sean once.

"Orli, look at me. I wouldn't lie to you. It has to be taken care of. You need to heal."

Sean stood smoothly, and wrapped his arms around Orli's waist holding him from behind. Orli stiffened just a little in his arms, then leaned back against him. A soft kiss pressed onto dark curls, as they both stared out the window.

Another half hour passed, and another. Nervous tension built incredibly in the young man. Sean managed to get him to the couch, and held him on his lap. Orli's head tucked against his shoulder, strong hands rubbing the tense back.

Orli relaxed slowly, but never fully. Pressed against the warm strong body, he started crying again. Hands still stroked his back, holding him close. The crying increased to sobs as another half hour passed. Orli began hiccuping, trying to get a breath in.

"Shh, it's alright. I promise it will be alright."

Sean didn't expect an answer, he didn't get one. His shirt was damp, but he kept Orli's head pressed against him. His one hand still stroking the younger man's back. The other was gently running through the soft curls that lay in a tangled riot.

The sobs continued, increasing in strength instead of lessening as the time slowly ticked by. Suddenly Orli was pushing himself away from Sean, running for the bathroom. Sean stood quickly and moved to follow. Hearing the sounds of Orli getting sick, he quickly grabbed a soft cloth from the closet.

Stepping into the bathroom, he watches as the slender form slides to the floor in a ball. Wetting the cloth, Sean moved over to Orli and began gently washing his face. Once done he gets a glass of water for the distrought man, which is quickly downed. Leaning over Sean picks Orli up, and carries him back to the couch. Once Orli's settled back down onto his lap, the sobbing seems to slow finally.

"He's going to be ok, isn't he Sean? I couldn't stand it if anyone got badly hurt because of me. It... it would kill me."

Green eyes meet dark ones, studying the pale face. "He will be ok. Viggo's strong. Harry's a weak ass son of a bitch. If I see him again, he's going to have another huge problem on his hands. Vig, needed to do this for you. He's been very angry over this."

"He has? Why?" Eyes darken more in confusion.

"Because he cares about you. You didn't hear him on the phone that night with me. The night you told him. The most of an answer I got at first was a yeah. He wanted to go find Harry then. Right then, but he wouldn't leave you."

Suprise fills those dark brown eyes now, shock, and something unreadable. Laying his head against Sean's shoulder, he ponders those words for awhile. He's so tired, his throat and eyes hurt. He's not moving though until Viggo gets home.

Sean watches brown eyes drift shut. He knows Orli needs rest, but knows not to even suggest that he goes on to bed. Where is Viggo anyway? It shouldn't have taken anywhere near this long. Not by a longshot. Holding Orli close, his eyes turn towards the door waiting.

Another hour passes, before the key is heard in the front door. Sean's gaze still resting upon it, waiting. Orli's dozing in his arms, quite comfortably. Sean on the other hand, his butt's been numb for quite some time.

The door opens, and Viggo steps in. Since the room is dark, Sean can't make out his features. Orli jerks awake and rushes over to him, knocking him into the door with the hug he's giving.

"Woah, calm down Orli. I'm alright." His voice is soft, arms going to hug him back.

"You were gone so long, you scared me! I got sick, because I worried so much."

Viggo looks to Sean, and Sean just nods quietly. Viggo pulls Orli closer, hugging him tighter. He stands there for several minutes, just holding the younger man close. Finally, he pulls back to look down at Orli.

"I didn't mean to scare you. It took awhile yes, but I'll explain that in a moment. Rudy's outside with the assholes. If you would like to say something to them, nows the time. You have a right to defend yourself. You can do it now, with no fear of them trying to hurt you back."

Sean stands and moves towards them slowly, letting the feeling come back to his butt. Walking over to the pair, he wraps his arms around them both. Well, as best as he can anyway, waiting for Orli's decision.

All they got was a small nod of the head. Pulling away, they turned for the door. Orli's hands cluching one of theirs tightly. They step out onto the porch, under the harsh light. Rudy's standing down the steps, holding both men by their collars. Both are on their knees, not having much choice of positions.

Harry's face is a bruised and bloody mess. His lip is split in a couple of places, an eye bruised and swollen shut, his nose was obviously broken, and there are a few cuts here and there. Grayson looks a lot worse. Looking more like he'd ran smack into the grill of a semi, going fifty-five miles per hour.

Orli stopped just at the top of the stairs. Looking at Harry and Grayson. Soon his head bows, those lovely dark brown eyes filling with tears again. His hands clutch onto Sean and Viggo's tighter.

"I never did a damn thing to you." His voice is soft and, filled with pain. "All you did was hurt me. I didn't deserve what you did. You took everything from me, and you did it just for your own pleasure. Not anymore. I should hit you both, give you back some of what you gave me. I'm not going to. Not now, but if I ever see either of you again, I will hurt you."

Turning around, he let go of Sean and Viggo's hands. He stepped back into that dark living room, and leaned against the wall for support. Viggo went down the stairs, nodding to Rudy who let go of the two men.

"Get off our property, and get out of Orli's life. If you want to survive the night. I'd rather spend the rest of my life in jail, than to let either of you live."

Rudy drug the two men to their feet, and pushed them towards Harry's car. He waited for them to leave, while Sean and Vig stepped back into the house. Once they were gone, Rudy turned to follow them inside.

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Rudy shut the door behind him, looking around for the other three. Seeing them near the door with Orli pressed between them, he smiled. Though he has to wonder when they'll realize their feelings for each other. Their true feelings, though he doubted they even were aware it went deeper than friendship. To anyone else who looked at them, it was easy to see. Love could be blind.

Orlando broke away from the other two, and ran over to Rudy. He got pulled into that strong hug that often gave him the strength to face the world. Not that Sean and Viggo didn't, its just with Rudy it was different. This giant man was like a father to him.

"I told you we'd be alright, Orli. Though if they come around again, I'll just sit on them. Viggo got a few minor injuries, Harry got a lot worse. Though that Grayson fellow, punches like a sissy girl."

"Not to me, he didn't." His voice was very soft.

"No, perhaps not for you, but I've got more fat than a walrus. I'm all soft tissue, so I'm harder to hurt."

That got a very soft chuckle from Orli, before he realized something that was said. A shiver passed through his body. "Vig's hurt?" Head swinging up to look at Viggo.

Viggo was still standing by the wall. His gaze met Orli's, calmly. Sean had slipped out of the room at some point, and was rummaging around for something. viggo's lip was split, his face was bruised, and there was a cut above his left eye. His hands though, were the worst part. The knuckles were split open, bruised, and bleeding. They were going to hurt badly in the morning.

Pushing away from Rudy, Orli made his way over to Viggo, his body trembling. He carefully brushed Viggo's cheek with his hand. "Oh Vig, I didn't want anyone hurt because of me." So close to tears again.

"Hush, its not bad." Strong arms, wrapped around the smaller man. "It had to be done, and over with. I couldn't let him hurt you again. Any pain I have, is far less than he'll be feeling for awhile. He got far more done than just his face. I'm ok, Orli. I swear."

One hand moved and lifts Orli's chin to meet his gaze. "I am perfectly fine. I'll just look really bad for a few days. You can go back to calling me a filthy human, if you want."

Another soft chuckle, hands gripping Viggo's shirt. Studying him for a long moment, Orli pulls him down just slightly. In a flurry of soft butterfly kisses, he started kissing every bruise and cut there was on Viggo's face. Once done with that, started on the knuckles. After every injury was kissed, Orli gives him a sheepish smile.

"Mum always did that when I was hurt. Always made me feel better." Stepping back, he drops his head, a soft blush flushing his cheeks.

Sean watched from the doorway, smiling softly. In his hands was a bowl, cloths, and a bottle of rubbing alcohol. Chuckling softly, he steps over to the others. Setting the stuff down on the coffee table, he motions for Viggo to sit down.

"Time to torture you now. I get to use the alcohol." A sadistic grin, on perfect lips.

Orli's eyes widen, and he moves back over to the silent Rudy, stepping behind the giant man. "Not the alcohol! He's deadly with that stuff!" Remembering a cut he got once, with a shiver.

Rudy's booming laugh, seemed to shake the windows. "Don't worry little one, I'll protect you."

Orli stayed hidden, while Sean stalked his prey. Viggo backed up against the wall, in mock fear, eyes filled with humor. "Oh, who will save me from this dreaded fate?"

"There is no escaping." Green eyes glint, as he captured Viggo's arm and drug him over to the couch.

Viggo put up some mock struggles, which got his butt swatted lightly. Orli peeked out from behind Rudy, and grinned. Viggo was pushed onto the couch and pinned down by Sean. A gentle flurry of wounds being washed, followed by the dreaded alcohol. That was accompanied by a wince.

"Owwww!! Orli wasn't kidding. You are deadly with that stuff."

Another swat, this one to Viggo's hip. "I am not!" Soft chuckles, coming from Sean. "I'm not the guy who goes and beats up someone, but can't even handle a tiny bit of alcohol on an itty bitty cut."

"Itty bitty? Ok, that did it."

"Did what?"

Sean barely had time to blink before he was on the floor, pinned by a grinning Viggo. "I think we should give him a cut and then clean. Let him see how it feels."

Laughter from Rudy and Orli, as Orli stepped around the man. "Yeah, I think we have a rusty razor around here somewhere. I really feel sorry for his girls, you know?"

Seans eyes widen impossibly, then shoves Viggo back onto the floor. Viggo's laughing his ass off now. Orli giggles, but steps back behind Rudy and his booming laughter.

Sean pounces on Viggo, finding his ticklish side, and begins torturing the slightly older man. Viggo's laughing harder now, squirming slightly under Sean's assult. Nimble hands keep in contact with the ticklish side, until Viggo's gasping for air. Moving quickly, he stands and walks towards Rudy and Orli.

A small squeak from Orlando, as he backs into a wall. Rudy's laughing so hard, he's got his arms crossed over his stomach. Sean's easily able to get around Rudy, and traps Orli against the wall. Orli's eyes are wide, as Sean begins the tickling onslaught. All too soon he's reduced to gasping giggles, and squirming.

After a few moments, Sean's satisifed they've both been punished, and steps back from Orli. He's smirking as he moves to a chair, and sits. "Is anyone hungry?"

After a few deadly glares at Sean, a couple of pizzas were ordered. Luckily the all night pizza place was close, and they got their order fast. Sean, Viggo, and Rudy ate with relish. Orli on the other hand, didn't eat very much. He was still jittery.

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Soon the three of them fell into the normal routine of preparing for bed. Quick showers, dressing, brushing teeth. Little was said, and little was needed to be said. The three fell into bed, with Sean and Viggo surrounding Orli. They always kept him between them.

Surrounded, safe, warm, and obviously cared for, yet, he couldn't sleep. Feeling the bodies pressed against him, the deep breathing. He reaches out a hand to very lightly touch Viggo's bruised cheek. What he did for him. Viggo was not a violent man, unless pushed. He was the earthy artist, the calm in the storm. No, he is the storm.

Taking his other hand, he lightly brushed Sean's cheek. He was light, where Viggo was dark. Maybe he's the calm in the storm. He held him tonight, comforted him. Let him cry without judgement. Cared for him like no one else ever has. They both did.

A small sigh, shifting his back on the bed. Turning his gaze to glance at the ceiling, as the thoughts tumbled though his head. They had grown very close in the time they spent together. He couldn't see him spending any time without either by his side. Now that the Harry crisis was over, they will probably want to head home. They have their own lives. They didn't need a punk like him interfering.

Closing his eyes, he turned onto his stomach, burying his face in the pillow. He didn't want them leaving. Was he in love with them? If so, when did that happen? Could someone love more than one person? He was tainted, no one wants anyone who's tainted.

He didn't notice the arms tightening around him, or the gazes that watched him. Lost in his own thoughts and miseries, he also didn't notice the silent conversation between the two either. Green eyes meeting Blue in the dark.

Sean was the first to speak, his voice nothing more than a hoarse whisper. "Orli?"

Then Viggo's voice, that amazing voice, also whispering, calling to him. "What's wrong, Orli?"

Orli lifts his head just slightly from the pillow, his voice so soft, they have to strain to hear it in the silence. "Harry's gone, you two are going to be leaving. I don't think I can handle it if you leave."

Shit! Did he say that out loud? He wasn't supposed to say anything. Burying his face back into the pillow, tears falling and dampening the cloth beneath him. Hands clutching the pillow tightly.

Stunned silences, gazes meeting again. More silent talking, between the older men. Some small hand gestures accompanying it this time. Orli didn't notice again, he was too busy pretending he had melted into the bed. He really wished he could.

Gentle hands started stroking his back. Both men leaning on their sides facing Orli. Sean's lips lightly grazed a shoulder, in a comforting kiss. They knew what was going on in his head. They had both felt it for awhile now. It was definitely something they had avoided, but now it seems the time to talk had come.

They picked him up, gently working the pillow from his hands. Scooting together, sliding arms behind each other. They set Orli down on both of their laps, their free arms wrapping around him. Orli struggled briefly, then sat back against them. They just held him close for the longest time.

Sometime later, Sean began speaking softly. He kept his voice just loud enough for the other two to hear. "I know that I've been feeling some things to. I'm not sure what they are yet. I know I wouldn't be able to sleep if I didn't have at least one of you with me. I've known that for awhile now." He stopped for a moment, collecting his thoughts. "As to what that could mean, I'm still working on that. I know that the both of you have become very important to me."

The room was silent, as all three pondered Sean's words. Orli shivered a tiny bit, causing the other two to tighten their arms around him. They held him tightly until he began to relax again, then Viggo started speaking.

"I'll admit, I've found myself often wondering what would happen when we left here. If we could just go back to our lives as if none of this had happened. Personally, I don't think it's possible, and I'm not sure I could go back. If I'd want to. I've found that I need you both."

Orli's words were heartbreaking. "I've been used and hurt for so long, that I'm tainted. I find that I love you both, but I am tainted and broken. I know you both care about me. Caring isn't what I feel inside. It goes so much deeper. I will carry it with me until I die. I know that's probably everything I'm going to have in the rest of this life.

"Why in the hell do you say that?" Viggo's words were sharper than meant to be. He felt Orli's wince, but the words were already out.

Sean's voice filtered in softly, soothingly, "You aren't tainted, Orli. Tainted would mean that you need the hurt that Harry and his goon forced on you. Tainted would mean, that you would live to be hurt. We know you love us. We, are just trying to sort out where our feelings are in this. That doesn't mean that we don't love you."

Orlando felt, more than heard the mumbled apology from Viggo, against his hair. Both arms held him, neither one speaking. They just let the words sink in. Letting the quiet of the room settle around them, like a soft blanket


Part 5