Stud Muffin
by
Bluespirit

Fandom: Lord of the Rings RPS
Pairing: Sean/Orlando
Rating: PG
Summary: Viggo has some news for Sean.
Word count: 251
Warning: crack!fic

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.

Notes:
I really do apologise...honestly. *g*

“*Stud muffin*?”

The look on Sean’s face was priceless - a mixture of horror and disbelief mingling with acute embarrassment and just a *tiny* hint of pride.

“Well, I don’t think he meant to say it out loud,” Viggo said, trying manfully to smother his laughter. “But you know how he gets when he’s excited - the words seem to tumble out before he actually engages his brain.”

“Yeah,” Sean sighed heavily, “I know *exactly* what you mean.”

“But if you think about it, it’s quite the compliment for an old guy like you…” Viggo grinned, deftly avoiding Sean’s mock-punch. “You must be doing something right - if a gorgeous, twenty-something heart-throb calls you that.”

Sean’s face flushed an endearing pink and the ground suddenly appeared to be very interesting as he scuffed his toe in the dirt.

“You’re a lucky man, Sean,” Viggo murmured softly, mirroring his friend’s smile as Sean slowly raised his head.

“I know I am, Vig. And I thank god that he’s mine - every bloody day.”

“That’s good,” Viggo nodded, a mischievous smirk playing across his lips. “So you won’t mind that he called you that in front of The Hobbits, then?” he said breezily, “and that the last I heard, Dom was getting wardrobe to make you a tee shirt that says ‘I’m Orli’s Stud Muffin’?”

Viggo watched as Sean stood frozen for a moment, before an ear-shattering bellow broke through the peace of the New Zealand morning.

“*Orlando*!!!!!”



The end