Ficlet: Caring (SB/OB, PG-13)
Title: Caring
Author: jenmstar
E-mail: jenmstar@gmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Archive: northern_softy orlandoslash fellow_shippers bean_squee
Disclaimer: This is all fiction.
Beta: None. Please let me know if you find any mistakes.
Notes: For the 28 Character Challenge. skeeterses's pick.
“Hey Orlando, spend a lot of time horseback riding yesterday?” Dom called out as Orlando all but hobbled onto the set.
“Don't think it was a horse he was riding,” Billy responded, nudging Dom in the ribs.
“A motorcycle perhaps?” Elijah piped up, large eyes full of obviously false innocence.
“Oh bugger off,” Orlando finally scowled. “You want to know what I did last night,” he continued, his voice growing louder and the color rising in his cheeks. “I went home and took a long, hot bath because my whole backside hurt from having to fall backward while catching Sean who weighs a bloody ton.”
“And apparently still cranky from the lack of sex last night,” a low voice whispered from behind him, loud enough for only Orlando to hear.
“Bugger off, I'm still mad at you,” Orlando grumbled as Sean lay a hand on his shoulder and massaged the back of his neck with his thumb. “It's all your fault my arse is bruised and I'm so sore the Hobbits are teasing me about walking bow-legged.
“I'm sorry,” Sean said, giving Orlando's shoulder a squeeze. “It was Peter's idea to have you catch me like that. But if it still hurts tonight, I'll kiss it and make it all better.”
Author: jenmstar
E-mail: jenmstar@gmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Archive: northern_softy orlandoslash fellow_shippers bean_squee
Disclaimer: This is all fiction.
Beta: None. Please let me know if you find any mistakes.
Notes: For the 28 Character Challenge. skeeterses's pick.
“Hey Orlando, spend a lot of time horseback riding yesterday?” Dom called out as Orlando all but hobbled onto the set.
“Don't think it was a horse he was riding,” Billy responded, nudging Dom in the ribs.
“A motorcycle perhaps?” Elijah piped up, large eyes full of obviously false innocence.
“Oh bugger off,” Orlando finally scowled. “You want to know what I did last night,” he continued, his voice growing louder and the color rising in his cheeks. “I went home and took a long, hot bath because my whole backside hurt from having to fall backward while catching Sean who weighs a bloody ton.”
“And apparently still cranky from the lack of sex last night,” a low voice whispered from behind him, loud enough for only Orlando to hear.
“Bugger off, I'm still mad at you,” Orlando grumbled as Sean lay a hand on his shoulder and massaged the back of his neck with his thumb. “It's all your fault my arse is bruised and I'm so sore the Hobbits are teasing me about walking bow-legged.
“I'm sorry,” Sean said, giving Orlando's shoulder a squeeze. “It was Peter's idea to have you catch me like that. But if it still hurts tonight, I'll kiss it and make it all better.”