A Very Fine Wine
by
Bluespirit

Fandom: Lord of the Rings RPS
Pairing: Sean/Orlando/Viggo
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It's Sean's birthday & there's a surprise waiting for him. (PWP)
Word count: 2 785

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:
1. Written in honour of Sean Bean's birthday - of course if he actually read it I'd just dig a hole & crawl into it. *g*
2. Thank you to Eirien for the beta.

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Men are like wine…the best improve with age.
Pope John XXIII
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"Great meal, Vig - thanks again," Sean smiled as he unlocked the front door.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, babe" Viggo said, slipping an arm around Sean's waist. "After all, you are the birthday boy."

"Well, not for another twenty minutes," Sean chuckled, checking his watch as he opened the door. He quickly disabled the alarm and they stepped into the darkened hallway.

"Semantics," Viggo murmured as he nudged the door shut behind them and pulled Sean closer, kissing him softly. Sean sighed happily into the kiss, enjoying the familiar taste of the sweet lips that parted his own and the warmth of the tongue pushing inside. He was so glad that Viggo had been able to fly over from Spain, a break in filming allowing him to come to London in time for Sean's birthday. It only needed one more thing to make it completely perfect but he knew that couldn't happen so instead he enjoyed being wrapped in Viggo's arms. Just as he lost himself to the kiss, a noise from upstairs jolted him back to reality.

"What was that?" Sean asked in alarm, starting to move away.

"Nothing to worry about," Viggo soothed as he held Sean close. "Just a little surprise for the almost-birthday boy…."

"A surprise?" Sean smiled hopefully. What on earth had Viggo done now? Surely he couldn't have…? No, it was impossible.

"Well, shall we stay here or do you want to find out what it is?" Viggo winked.

Sean kissed Viggo's grin soundly and began to drag him towards the staircase where a faint light shone from above. "Come on! I want to know what you've done, you daft bugger!"

They hurried up the stairs to their bedroom where a light shone under the door. Sean could hear music playing - jazz, something low and sultry sounding with a rhythmic bass beat.

"In here?" Sean asked, suddenly a little hesitant. Viggo could be a little…well, *offbeat* at times and he wondered what he had planned.

"Yeah," Viggo smiled, pressing a soft kiss to Sean's lips. "Don't worry, I think you'll like this…." He opened the door, letting it swing wide.

Sean stood immobile in the doorway. The lights were low in the bedroom and an enticing aroma of spiced incense filled the room. But what held his gaze, and almost took his breath away, was the solitary dancing figure illuminated in the centre of the room.

"O-Orlando?" Sean gasped in surprise. "But you're in the Caribbean, you said you couldn't make it…"

Orlando didn't speak but just smiled seductively as he danced slowly, a wicked gleam warming the depths of his dark eyes as he held out a hand and beckoned Sean nearer. He was dressed in a sinfully tight pair of dark trousers and nothing else. He was barefoot and his body shone as if oiled, his toned muscles well defined in the soft light, and long burnished curls just teasing at his shoulders. God he was beautiful!

Sean felt a gentle push from behind. "Like your surprise, babe?" Viggo murmured, his voice sounding breathy with arousal - it was obvious that Sean wasn't the only one entranced by the wanton display. It had been far too long since the three of them had been together and he felt his cock throb with the memory.

"It's perfect," Sean gasped, quickly dragging his gaze from the gorgeous sight before him to smile gratefully over his shoulder at Viggo. "You knew about this?"

Viggo nodded and smiled, guiding Sean into the room. "Orli managed to get some time off and flew in tonight. We have a little something special in mind for the birthday boy." He winked as he sat Sean on the end of the bed, quickly taking off Sean's shoes and socks before removing his own.

Sean smiled in thanks but found his eyes fixed on the glorious display before him. Orlando's hips were swaying hypnotically with the low beat of the music and he was sucking on one finger with long, luxurious movements in and out of his lush mouth. As Sean watched breathlessly, Orlando pulled the finger free and trailed his hands across his chest, teasing at his nipples until they stood hard and aroused.

"Stay here, babe," Viggo murmured, kissing Sean and then moving to stand behind Orlando. Somehow he was now also bare-chested and Sean moaned helplessly as Orlando leant back against the haven of Viggo's broadly muscled torso and Viggo wrapped his arms around him. They both swayed in time with the music and Sean's cock throbbed along too, his blood pulsing as Viggo covered Orlando's hands with his own, circling and pinching at the taut nipples. Sean matched Orlando's sigh as Viggo leaned in and kissed Orlando's neck, all the time their hips moving smoothly together in a decadent dance. Sean saw Orlando push back and rub himself against Viggo's crotch and he stroked at the hardness in his own trousers, remembering the joy of that wonderful sensation.

Sean watched wide eyed as Viggo's hands moved lower, just teasing at the skin below Orlando's waistband as he continued to press open mouthed kisses to his neck and shoulders. The tight fabric clearly outlined Orlando's erection and Sean watched, mesmerised, as Viggo popped the button and oh so slowly dragged the zip down. Orlando's cock sprung free proudly as the trousers were peeled down his hips and he gracefully stepped out of them, never losing the tantalising rhythm as he moved against Viggo. Sean couldn't help the groan that escaped him as Viggo took Orlando's straining flesh in his hand and pumped it slowly in time with his pulsing hips. Oh god, he wanted to feel that - Viggo's hands on his cock, Orlando's tight arse rubbing up against him, he wanted it all!

Orlando reached behind him and Sean watched as he opened Viggo's trousers. Viggo pulled away slightly, their movements still perfectly synchronised, and swiftly removed his trousers until he too was naked, his reddened cock standing upright against the flat planes of his stomach. Orlando turned and moulded himself to Viggo, grabbing at his hair and pulling him down for a long slow kiss as they continued to dance to the sultry beat, their cocks pressed between them. Viggo's hands traced the length of Orlando's supple back and then cupped his firm little arse, squeezing the ripe cheeks luxuriously. Sean swallowed, his throat dry, as he remembered the glide of satiny skin under his palms and the heaven of large, capable hands touching his own body.

The kiss and the sensuous dance went on for an age and Sean moaned at the intoxicating sight. He always enjoyed watching these two gorgeous men together and they knew it, this show was the perfect gift - a personalised fantasy, a private show just for him.

Eventually, Viggo slowly pulled away and smiled at Sean, still holding Orlando tightly against his body as they rocked together to the muted music. "Time for something a little more 'hands-on', babe?"

Sean nodded, not trusting his voice at that moment, but his flushed face and the impressive hardness tenting his trousers clearly spoke for him as without a word, both men stalked towards him. They were like two stunning predators, glorious in their nakedness, with Sean as their more than willing prey. Before he knew what was happening he was pressed back against the bed, his clothes gone and his skin on fire from twin torture as hot wet kisses trailed all over his writhing body. The feeling was electrifying, Viggo was licking at the sensitive skin of his collarbones as Orlando teased his abdomen with feather-light kisses. He wanted to reach out and touch, meld himself forever with the sleek, hard bodies pushing him down into the mattress, but he felt suddenly weak, overwhelmed by sensory overload as he was kissed, stroked and loved until he could barely think.

"What do you want, Sean?"

Sean struggled to open his eyes as Orlando's soft voice teased at his ear, the low, breathy tone sending a shiver of arousal through him as Orlando draped himself over his chest and smiled up seductively. He hadn't seen Orlando for over a month and had been so disappointed when he knew that filming would prevent them from being together for his birthday. Now he was overjoyed at being reunited with him again - at all three of them being together again. He smiled through the smoky haze of his desire. "You, sweetheart - just you and Vig. This is all I want."

Viggo moved up to lie at Sean's side, stroking his fingers across Sean's chest and entwining them with Orlando's curls as he lay there. "Would you like our boy, babe? Want to sink into that luscious body and lose yourself in all that heat? Hmmm?"

Sean shivered at the images Viggo painted and pulled him down for a fierce kiss, sucking Viggo's tongue into his mouth. He sighed when another pair of lips joined them and Orlando's sweet tongue pushed into his mouth as well, entwining with them both.

"Is that what you want, Sean?" Orlando whispered through the kiss, his hands seeking out Sean's cock and stroking it in time with their dancing tongues.

Sean nodded. "Yeah, I want you, baby and I want to feel Vig pushing me into you…"

All three men groaned at that, their breath mingling in the heat of their kiss and their bodies pushing against each other in time with a beat that played only for them.

Sean felt Viggo pull away but Orlando's firm hand on his cock distracted him from the momentary loss. He soon felt Viggo return and opened his legs wider as slick fingers joined with Orlando's to stroke his hardened cock and then slowly moved lower to tease between his cheeks. He moaned as a gentle finger circled his hole and then carefully pushed in, slowly probing deeper until Sean could feel Viggo's hand resting against his bottom. He pushed his hips up and the finger moved before withdrawing and coming back with another, stretching him open as Orlando's kisses continued to steal his breath and mind. The fingers withdrew again and this time were gone longer. As three slippery fingers finally breached his body he felt Orlando squirming as he lay partially across him - Viggo was obviously proving how skilled he was with both hands.

Time seemed irrelevant as Sean lost himself in the sensory delights of the fingers pumping within him and the two hard bodies moving above him. Viggo's lips returned to join in the kiss that Sean and Orlando still shared and their bodies moved together in a perfect rhythm. Finally Viggo pulled his fingers free and Sean drifted back to something approaching coherency.

Orlando rolled over and knelt on the bed, his pert arse raised high in anticipation, and Sean had to laugh as Viggo winked cheekily and slapped the wriggling globes lightly. Orlando just shivered in delight and pushed up higher.

"Sean, please…come on," Orlando whimpered and Sean was helpless to resist his plea.

Sean managed to coordinate his passion drunk body to kneel behind Orlando, smoothing his hands down Orlando's lean back and stroking the satiny skin of his perfect bottom. He never could get enough of the feel of Orlando, wanted to touch him forever.

"Sean!"

The cry of need couldn’t be ignored and Sean's cock was dripping with want as he gently pulled Orlando's cheeks open and teased at the glistening pucker lightly. The feeling was too good and Sean slowly sank into the tight, slick heat of the lithe body pushing back against him in welcome. With a low lush moan, Sean felt his balls brushing against Orlando's cheeks as he was held firmly in the pulsing sheath. He stilled and looked over his shoulder, nearly coming there and then as he saw Viggo standing by the bed, languorously stroking his cock as his heavy eyes devoured the sight before him. Sean needed Viggo too, couldn't stand another moment without his touch. He needed both these men - like he needed air and sunlight, and the feel of the wind on his face - they were his soul mates.

Sean held out a hand. "Vig?"

Viggo nodded and smiled slowly, his pupils dilated and eyes almost black with desire.

Sean braced himself against Orlando, the lean body quivering with urgency. "Soon, baby," Sean soothed, reaching around and sliding his hand along Orlando's hard cock. He felt Viggo behind him on the bed and leaned forward over Orlando's back, letting himself relax as the head of Viggo's cock nudged snugly between his cheeks.

"Ready?" Viggo rasped softly in his ear, his body bent over Sean's, his weight on his arms.

"Please!" Sean and Orlando both moaned simultaneously.

Sean cried out, the pleasure so intense, as Viggo's hard flesh slowly pushed inside him, forcing him farther into Orlando. The feelings were almost too much, the heavy solid length moving perfectly within him and the wonderfully tight body squeezing him. This was so right, this synchronicity that they experienced, three separate parts of the same whole. Being with these two beautiful men was like nothing he had ever experienced, nothing he could ever have dreamt of - he never wanted it to end.

They moved slowly - every thrust, every push and pull, arousing sizzling sensations that sparked across their joined bodies like a ricochet. Viggo set the pace, pressing Sean more firmly into Orlando's writhing body and maintaining the perfect rhythm, his breath ghosting across Sean's ear as he groaned out his pleasure. Below him, Sean could hear Orlando panting, muffled whimpers of delight signifying his impending completion. Orlando's passion always burned so violently, a glorious crescendo that was beautiful to behold and that swept everything along in its wake.

"Soon," Viggo breathed against Sean's skin, his pace quickening as his fingers pressed more firmly into Sean's pistoning hips.

"Yes," Sean hissed as Viggo's cock began to hit his prostate with every movement. He could feel his arousal spiralling out of control and pushed forward more forcefully, his actions rewarded by a joyous shout from Orlando. Sean stroked Orlando's cock more quickly, matching the pounding rhythm of their bodies, and pressed his mouth to Orlando's neck, biting down lightly on the silken skin.

Sean felt Orlando's body shudder and his rhythm falter, and then hot, creamy fluid was pulsing across his hand and Orlando's tight arse was contracting around his aching cock with sublime pressure.

He couldn't even form words as his orgasm burst from him in a staccato volley of shudders, his cock emptying into the hot sheath still pulsing around him. It was like liquid fire scorching every nerve and roaring through his body like a living wall of flame and heat. As his body continued to convulse, he felt Viggo stiffen behind him and then a long low groan breezed across his skin as Viggo's body shook and jerked with the force of his release.

Slowly Sean felt his thundering heart calming down and the shakes subsiding. He groaned in pleasure, a lush sound of perfect satisfaction as Viggo carefully pulled free of his body and Sean did the same to the slumped form below him. Orlando had collapsed against the bed with a beatific smile warming his satiated face, and Sean and Viggo joined him - their faces mirroring that feeling of utter joy and fulfilment.

With much blissful sighing and scattered kisses, the three men finally sorted themselves out. Warm washcloths were brought and eventually they were clean, comfortable and happily arranged together under the covers. Sean found himself wrapped in the middle of a warm tangle of arms and legs as his lovers snuggled up on either side of him, their hands linked across his chest. He couldn't think of a single place that he'd rather be.

"So, good prezzie?" Orlando murmured drowsily, his face nuzzled against Sean's neck.

"The best," Sean smiled, dropping a kiss to his soft curls.

"Glad the birthday boy approves," Viggo mumbled contentedly as he settled snugly against Sean's side.

Sean glanced across the top of Viggo's head, grinning at the sandy hair sticking up so adorably, and looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was well after one - officially his birthday. He smiled and cuddled more closely to the two men in his arms - the men whom he loved more than anything - and kissed each one gently on the forehead.

This was definitely the best birthday ever.



The end