I'll be brave
I don't know why the first fic I post in my LJ is a slashy one. Especially since it's the first one of that kind I ever wrote. But hey, I am a complex girl ;)
Of course, it has two of my favorites paired up.
Title: A Wednesday night in Hawaii
Fandom: LOST, real life
Pairing: Josh Holloway / Viggo Mortensen, other connections implied
Rating: NC-17
Beta:the mysterious S! (thanks darling!)
Disclaimer: They are not mine. I don't know anything of the preference of those two men, and all that is written is a product of my imagination. No harm is intended and nobody will pay me for it.
Summary: There is an unexpected guest at the Wednesday night party at Dom's
if you don't like slash, or smut, stay out, please!
When he parks the silver mercedes in the street, Josh spots several of his friend’s cars. He can't help but smile. A party at Dom's place is always fun, and it's been a while since his last flashback episode, he's sure to put extra mustard. As always, every Wednesday’s dinner party starts with hugs and kisses, as if they didn't see each other all the time on set. Dom comes to greet him with a tequila shot, a beer, and one of his trademark dirty jokes. Makes Josh laugh out loud, throwing his head back as he always does when he's genuinely amused. Between a bear hug by Jorge and a kiss on the cheek by Naveen, Josh spots a slender figure coming out of the guest room, barefoot, blinking and with tousled hair. Guess the music that Dom just started with his favorite toy, his turn tables, woke the guy up. He seems familiar until it dawns on him. Viggo Mortensen. That's it. Dom did mention he was supposed to visit. Josh has heard various tales about the man, probably half made up. He's learned never to completely buy the little Brit stories, he’s such a practical joker.
Viggo, smiling a little, visibly shy, makes his way to Dom and starts talking in his ear, motioning to the door. Dom shakes his head, trying to convince him to stay and mingle with the rest of the LOST cast. Josh gets closer, curious, and it seems Foxy had the same idea since he reaches him first. They all exchange names, almost mumbling for Viggo, and Dom stirs up a big conversation between Foxy and Viggo by showing them some of their respective photography book. Dom has several books made by Viggo and the one of the pics Matt took on the LOST set. That seems to unleash Viggo, talking expressively with hands and eyes, and they share photography inspiration and such. Josh listens, with a half smile, as he's usually being photographed, not taking them. The books are full of very interesting stuff, and he smirks to see a portrait of Dom with a fish. Josh details Viggo, a lot smaller than he thought, Aragorn seemed to be bigger than that, but that must mainly result of his slender built. But now that he's out of his shell, he has so much presence he draws all the eyes to him. Foxy, who seems to have found a new best buddy, a bit to Josh's annoyance, takes over Dom's job at presenting him around.
When he meets someone, he truly looks at them, brushes off the usual praise and never one second makes anyone feel that he's bigger a star than they'll ever be. The girls all get doe eyed, even Michelle, and that makes Josh smile. Later, around the dinner table, he lets Dom be the star of the evening, retracting to his observer stance, although not shy anymore. Between two glasses of wine, Josh notices Viggo staring at him before smiling and turning back to Dom. Josh only starts to wonder what is going on when he catches him doing it several other times, eying him full on and not trying to hide it. What puzzles Josh even more is the way he feels about it. There is a weird expectation feeling that starts to grow in his stomach, an interest to know why he's looking at him like that. But that's a bit scary, so he goes stronger on the wine than he usually does, masking his uneasiness with laughter and jokes. Although when he draws everyone’s attention to himself, and Viggo looks at him like he knows something about him that he doesn't know himself, he feels suddenly shy and throws the attention to Jorge that takes gladly the silliness lead.
After dinner, they all gather in the living room, on the couch, chair and rug to watch the show together. It's the usual teasing and inside jokes, exclamation and comments. Something is different tonight though, as Josh feels the back of his head burning from Viggo's stare from the back of the room. He can't help to try and hear when he laughs or exclaims, weirdly proud when it's one of his lines. After the episode, everyone is properly congratulated, and they start theorizing like they always do, having a bit more insight than the general public on what is coming up only because they have shot a couple more episodes. Harold and Jorge soon have everyone laughing until they hurt as they do a parody of the potential discussions of the writer’s room.
Viggo is now in deep conversation with a charmed Emily, and Josh wonders if he didn’t dream up all this interest the man seemed to have for him. Feeling that the alcohol he’s been downing a bit too fast is starting to have its toll on him, he decides to step outside for a smoke. The nicotine has its natural calming effect and he strolls to Dom’s chameleon cage, trying to spot the lizard in the dark. Josh almost jumps out of his skin when he hears a soft
-“you have fire?” and a giggle due to his reaction of surprise.
Regaining his countenance, he flips the lighter open and extends his arm. Josh finds himself strangely disturbed when Viggo lightly puts his hands on his, protecting the flickering flame from the strong Hawaiian wind. Like a coil starting in his abdomen. He wonders. When in hell did I start being attracted to men? First there are all those unresolved feelings as he plays Sawyer for Jack that transferred to Foxy himself, now this…
They both smoke in silence, until Viggo starts
-“nice gang you got here.”
-“Yeah, really. It’s nice having a decent shot at last and working with great people that are now close friends is the icing on the cake.”
-“Well enjoy it, because it’s not always like that. I don’t have a TV, so I don’t watch the show much. Only bits here and there with the hobbits sometimes. You are doing a great job.”
Josh smiles, as it’s always great to have positive feedback from someone in the business that doesn’t seem to be sucking up. He does wonder if the “you” means the ensemble cast or him, so to be on the safe side he answers
-“Thanks. I love what the writers are doing and everyone is putting their heart in it.”
-“I haven’t seen any of your other work.” It’s a statement as well as a question, as if he wonders if he missed something. Josh laughs
-“probably better this way!” Viggo smiles
-“there is always something to learn in every experience, even if it is to realize never to do it again. I’ve done some things….” He lets the sentence die before shrugging his shoulders.
-“Dom told me several of you were models?”
-“yeah, Ian, who is gone now, Foxy, Evie, Adewale even..”
-“you too right?”
-“yes, for a long time” Josh usually feel that more classically trained actors dismiss guys like him, but for once he doesn’t see judgment, only interest.
-“you have a very interesting face. Would you pose for me?” Josh swallows hard, unsure of what it means. Is Viggo coming on to him or is it just what he says? He’s unable to read more on his face, but he has nothing to lose, since it will probably never happen. So he lifts his shoulders
-“Sure.”
Viggo crushes his cigarette on a brick, and starts walking towards the house. About to get in, he stops, turns and looks at Josh interrogatively
-"why wait ? my camera is in the guest room."
Josh blinks, suddenly nervous. For something he thought was never going to happen, it’s happening awfully fast! It does make sense: Viggo wants to take pictures of him, and that is why he’s been looking at him all evening. With the interest of an artist for a potential subject. Weirdly disappointing. After inhaling one last time, Josh crushes his cigarette too and follows him, hands in front pockets, shoulder a little down, acting falsely casual. It seems that only Dom notices that he’s following Viggo towards the bedrooms, and the surprised, but then again not so surprised, face he does, raising one eyebrow, almost makes Josh change his mind. But Evie talks to him and Dom is sidetracked, forgetting about him. Josh looks around briefly, searching for Foxy. But that raises too many questions, so he just brushes it aside. He quickens the pace, entering the bedroom and leaving the door open, only to lean on the arm of a chair.
Viggo plays with the lamps, trying to get enough light and to create some kind of atmosphere. He then grabs an old camera and starts taking pics, at first from a distance but slowly closing the gap, a concentrated look on his face, his steel blue eyes dissecting. The familiarity of it helps Josh relax as he moves around him, almost not directing him in what he is looking for. He has one request though
-“you have a great smile. Give it to me.” Smiling comes easy to Josh, always did, and he’s beginning to like that improvised photo shoot, so he gives it freely. As usual it’s communicative and Viggo grins in return, happy with what he sees in his objective. It’s also usual for a photographer to touch a model, to replace a string of hair for example. But the shiver that goes through Josh as he does it softly, almost lingering, THAT is not something he experienced before. And once again he is confused about the purpose of it all. Laughter and music comes from the house, and Josh wonders if someone noticed he’s been missing for a while. The slow clicking of the camera, because Viggo is not rushing anything, thinking each shot over, has a strange hypnotic quality. Same thing for the eyes, sharp, scrutinizing.
At one point, Viggo tilts his head, and after looking at him intently for a couple of seconds, asks Josh to go sit on the bed. Just another pose He thinks as he does what is instructed, but his throat tightens when Viggo squats in front of him, and starts to unbutton his shirt at the same times he asks permission
-“do you mind?” He’s not even expecting an answer and Josh just sits there, letting him do as he wishes and stares at the sharp cheekbones, the scar on the upper lip and most disturbingly at the way Viggo’s lips are parted. Once done, Viggo opens the shirt without even touching him, looks up at him straight in the eyes, before smiling and getting up. Josh is beyond confused now. Either Viggo is playing with his nerves, or he is getting every signal wrong. He is pretty sure that the pics he is taking right now will convey the image of sexual tension, because he is highly aroused. When Viggo comes back to ease the shirt off his shoulders, there is, at last, a definite caress, the touch being seconds too long. Out of nervousness, Josh licks and bites at his lower lip, which seems to fascinate Viggo. Slowly, he leans in and brushes lightly his lips on the other man’s mouth. Josh’s hands grab strongly at the bed covers as he shudders inside at the touch.
Pulling back, Viggo looks at him
-“want me to stop Josh?” He thinks it would be the right thing, the sane thing to do, to stop that right now. But the question is if he wants him to stop, and no, he doesn’t want Viggo to stop there. Josh’s answer comes out almost as a soft whisper.
-“no.”
Viggo’s eyes sparke, and they even have a ‘I knew it’ gleam. He then cups Josh’s face with both of his hands holding his head straight, and this time when he leans in he puts more pressure in the kiss. Josh finds himself parting his lips and Viggo takes the opportunity to slip his tongue in. Slowly, Josh starts kissing back, exploring the new sensations, feeling a deep thrill spread all over him. It’s the most sensual kiss he’s ever experienced, and Josh realizes that his left hand is now at Viggo’s neck, pulling him closer, opening his mouth wider to permit the kiss to deepen. He wants more, and that makes him moan in his mouth.
Viggo pulls off and Josh’s hand falls, his heart beating fast, wondering what will happen now. Viggo gets up and once again Josh wonders if it’s not still a sick mind game of teasing him. Although he has an understanding with his wife, that Yessica would not mind him trying this, and to be frank that she’ll surely get a kick out of it when he tells her, he suddenly thinks its better that he gets out of there before it goes too far to back off. He hurries to stand and takes his shirt. Viggo, who has closed the door, looks puzzled
-“what are you doing?”
-“I don’t know, in fact, that is the problem”
-“you’re going nowhere just yet”
In a matter of a split second, Viggo makes him falls backward on the bed, following to rest on top with one hand on each side of his head, kissing him hard. As if it was not overwhelming enough, he grinds his hips several times, pressing his crotch on Josh’s, who can distinctly feel the hard erection matching his through the fabrics of their pants. It makes him gasp and grind back, all intentions to back off gone. He tries to get his hands under the brightly colored soccer shirt, but it’s tucked in and he has to tug at it. Viggo gets up again, but this time it’s to rapidly strip, eyes never leaving Josh, getting rid of the shirt and jeans, revealing he’s going commando. Josh takes in the fit body, hairy chest and dick standing high and proud, panting now in anticipation. Who knew a man could be so sexy. Viggo grins as Josh hurries to unbuckle and seems to be eating him up with his eyes before helping him get rid of the jeans and boxers. Viggo almost jumps back on Josh, brushing his body, getting as much skin in contact as possible, kissing him fiercely while their sensitive dicks touch, and making arousal reach new heights. Once more Viggo moves his hips, humping, making Josh jerk back in response, hungry for more contact. He grabs the older man’s firm ass to pull him closer, making Viggo growl.
Viggo breaks the kiss only to start traveling his mouth on Josh’s jaw, ear, neck, licking and kissing, making Josh crazy and start to swear softly. Viggo stops the grinding and pulls back, ignoring Josh’s frustrated groans, and begins nibbling and licking a trail down his chest. The protest stops instantly, as Josh realizes where this is heading, throwing his head back at the teasing of his nipples and soon after of his navel.
-“Oh. My. God.” He lets go as the hotness of Viggo’s mouth closes on the head his hard dick, one hand already striking him as the other massages his balls lightly. Every movement by the mouth and tongue makes him softly cry out in pleasure now. It seems to Josh that Viggo must read his mind, because every pressure or rhythm he thinks of is given a fraction of a second after. Everything dissolves in pleasure and hotness, all thoughts vanish and the only thing that remains is the quest for release, fucking that mouth deeper as he grips Viggo by the hair with both hands. It isn’t long that he feels the world tilt as he explodes, shooting his semen in Viggo’s throat, who swallows it all while still sucking hard.
Viggo gives Josh about 5 seconds of recuperation time to come back to earth and already he’s back at kissing him, needing, tasting of sperm, cigarette and whiskey at the same time.
-“come on baby, help me now” he says as he comes up for air, guiding one of Josh’s hands to his throbbing cock, oozing precum. Josh grabs him strongly, and starts to pump him hard and fast, making him roll his eyes up in his head in pleasure as he starts to swear in what sounds like several languages. Immensely pleased, and proud, to see that Viggo’s finally losing a bit of control in this little exchange, Josh is not giving him any chance as he slicks his thumb back and forth on the sensitive head and keeps the fast pace until he senses him tense and shoots all over his stomach. Viggo crashes down on Josh, his face in the southerner’s neck, breathing hard.
-“oh yeah.” That makes Josh laugh out loud and Viggo giggle, before he gets up on his elbows and they kiss again. This time it’s slow, full of contentment.
-“Best damn blowjob ever man. You do that often?” Viggo eyes sparkle once again
-“Blowjobs? Sometimes. Generally to tall blonds with green eyes, so I’m not breaking the tradition here.” He says with a little smile, as if he’s back some place else for a second. Focusing back on Josh, he threads his fingers in his hair and smile. “Come on. We should get back there before Dom decides to barge in”
Josh’s eyes go round at the thought. He had a lot of fun, but he’s not comfortable thinking someone else would know. As he thinks it over, as they both re-dress, he admits to himself that there’s really only one person’s reaction in the house he really cares about. And he quickly pushes all thoughts of Foxy aside.