Fic: Composition (1/1) Andy/Viggo LOTR RPS
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RPS! There, you've been warned.
Title: Composition
Author: Perpetual Motion
Pairing: Andy/Viggo
Rating: PG-13ish
Summary: Three snapshots in the life.
Posted: Here and at
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Disclaimer: Don't know 'em. Lied.
The first time Andy shook hands with him, he noticed the paint under the nails. "You might want to tell your manicurist she painted the wrong side."
"I'm a painter." It was stated mattter-of-factly wtih no 'be impressed at my greatness' emphasis.
"What do you paint?"
"I'll try anything once." Coming from that sinful mouth with its gravel road voice, it sounded like the dirtiest promise ever uttered in the world.
Andy grinned, the smile sliding across his face like oil on water. "That so?"
*
"Andy." Viggo's breath was damp and cold as it left his mouth and tickled along Andy's ear.
"Yeah?" Andy half-turned, left hip pressing into Viggo's leg as they stood close together in the movie line.
"I want to paint you." Viggo's hands stroked across Andy's stomach. "May I paint you?"
Andy tilted is head to the side so it was resting on Viggo's shoulder. "Got your colors picked out?"
"Yeah."
"Got the pose picked out?"
"Yeah."
"Got time pencilled in for a crazed, paint-smeared shag?"
Viggo laughed, his breath coming out in a small burst of white cloud. "Of course."
"I'll do it."
*
"You know," Andy paused as Viggo's wandering fingers made him laugh. "I thought you'd be painting *canvas*."
Viggo dipped his hand into dark green paint and pressed it against the low, flat part of Andy's stomach. "I said I want to paint you."
Andy arched as Viggo slid a hand covered in red paint over his erection. "I missed the literal subtitles apparently."
Viggo bisectd Andy's chest with a thin yellow line. "You did."
Title: Composition
Author: Perpetual Motion
Pairing: Andy/Viggo
Rating: PG-13ish
Summary: Three snapshots in the life.
Posted: Here and at
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Disclaimer: Don't know 'em. Lied.
The first time Andy shook hands with him, he noticed the paint under the nails. "You might want to tell your manicurist she painted the wrong side."
"I'm a painter." It was stated mattter-of-factly wtih no 'be impressed at my greatness' emphasis.
"What do you paint?"
"I'll try anything once." Coming from that sinful mouth with its gravel road voice, it sounded like the dirtiest promise ever uttered in the world.
Andy grinned, the smile sliding across his face like oil on water. "That so?"
*
"Andy." Viggo's breath was damp and cold as it left his mouth and tickled along Andy's ear.
"Yeah?" Andy half-turned, left hip pressing into Viggo's leg as they stood close together in the movie line.
"I want to paint you." Viggo's hands stroked across Andy's stomach. "May I paint you?"
Andy tilted is head to the side so it was resting on Viggo's shoulder. "Got your colors picked out?"
"Yeah."
"Got the pose picked out?"
"Yeah."
"Got time pencilled in for a crazed, paint-smeared shag?"
Viggo laughed, his breath coming out in a small burst of white cloud. "Of course."
"I'll do it."
*
"You know," Andy paused as Viggo's wandering fingers made him laugh. "I thought you'd be painting *canvas*."
Viggo dipped his hand into dark green paint and pressed it against the low, flat part of Andy's stomach. "I said I want to paint you."
Andy arched as Viggo slid a hand covered in red paint over his erection. "I missed the literal subtitles apparently."
Viggo bisectd Andy's chest with a thin yellow line. "You did."
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on 2004-02-05 07:40 pm (UTC)