Be Careful What You Wish For
by
Bluespirit

Fandom: Lord of the Rings RPS
Pairing: Sean/Orlando
Rating: PG
Summary: I cannot dignify this with a summary beyond saying that it is all Jess' fault. Jess - you're an evil, evil woman! But I love you! *mwah*
Word count: 520 
Warning: crack!fic - extremely silly!

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. The author is not making any claims as to the real life sexualities or preferences of the people portrayed here. This is purely for entertainment, not profit.

Orlando closed the front door behind him and dropped his keys onto the hall table. The photo shoot had been exhausting but Bast seemed really pleased with the shots and he trusted his cousin not to make him look like too much of a simpering teen idol. As a bonus, they’d managed to wrap fairly early and so he was happy to be home at a reasonable hour for once.

He was just wondering if Sean was home from the studio yet when a loud noise caught his attention. It sounded like a sort of low rumbling groan and was coming from the direction of the living room. Immediately recognising the voice behind the sound, Orlando pushed open the door, intrigued to see what he would find.

Sean was sitting on the sofa with a pile of script pages stacked neatly beside him. His eyes were closed and he had his head thrown back, exposing the long golden column of his throat to Orlando’s instantly lascivious gaze. As Orlando continued to watch, spellbound, Sean parted his lips and let out a deep, throaty roar that sizzled directly to Orlando’s already more than interested groin. Without a second thought, Orlando launched himself at his lover, landing squarely in his lap and pressing their mouths together in a salacious exchange of breath and kisses.

“Um, hello?” Sean managed to gasp, when Orlando finally let him up for air. “Orli?” He smiled, looking a little bemused. “Everything all right, sweetheart?”

“Oh god, Sean,” Orlando panted, sucking in a breath. “You were *roaring*!”

Sean’s cheeks reddened slightly and he grinned. “Oh, that. Yeah, well, I was just practising for the recording tomorrow. Dark’s supposed to be a bit of a rebel lion from the wrong side of the tracks and I didn’t want him sounding like a pussy cat.” He mumbled a little shyly.

Orlando grinned wickedly. Sean was so adorable like this and he wanted him…right now. “I think that you make a really…*sexy* lion….” He purred seductively, flicking his tongue against the sensitive skin of Sean’s neck. “Very alpha male and king of the pride….”

“Really?” Sean’s smile was suddenly dangerous, all traces of shyness burnt away by the intense heat of his scorching green gaze. “So would that make you my *prey* then, baby?” He growled, every inch the dominant predator.

“Um,” Orlando gulped, his throat dry. “Your prey?” His body tingled in anticipation - he loved it when Sean took control like this.

“Yeah,” Sean murmured, his tongue licking a broad swipe across Orlando’s neck. “I think this alpha needs some *meat*.” His mouth rested against Orlando’s ear. “What do you say, my little pork chop?”

“*Pork chop*?” Orlando squeaked in outrage at his demonically grinning lover. “I bet that lions don’t even bloody eat pork chops!” He giggled helplessly, unable to stop himself from joining in with Sean’s laughter.

“Yeah, I know,” Sean winked, evading Orlando’s swatting hands and pulling him in for a cuddle. “But come on - calling you my little antelope chop would’ve just sounded silly!”


The end!!
And aren't you glad? (g)

Notes:
What can I say in my defence?
*points at Jess *
She made me do it!!!

I think that a little explanation is in order. Though if you're not on live journal this probably still won't make any sense, sorry. *g*
I used to be on LJ cluster green. Then I was swapped onto porkchop. Me being me, I had a little moan about it.

Sweet&Innocent!Me: Porkchop?????? Oh, please!!!!
Evil!Jess: I double-dog-dare challenge you to write a drabble where Sean calls Orli his little porkchop!! AND why!!!

Well, what's a girl to do, eh?