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September 12, 2009; Liev's Apartment; Liev Scheiber & Viggo Mortensen; R

Sat, 12 Sep 2009 07:00:34 GMT

[Cross posted to liev_quarter and viggo_q.]

Rolling his head from side to side Liev let out a deep breath before slouching against the side of his entertainment center. He'd managed to get himself the entire day off from the theater but considering all the work he'd been doing he was starting to think it would have been less work actually being at work. Over the last couple weeks Liev had slowly been making his way through his apartment. Boxing up simple things, books, reference materials, the things for the business that lived at home. Things he knew he'd be hanging onto but it just felt like it wasn't happening fast enough.

"Seems I'm rather eager to pack up and move huh girl?" Liev asked as he looked across the room and Chicken where she was laying on one end of the couch. He knew his pup wouldn't answer him but Liev knew that was the case. After everything they'd been through, how often they stayed with each other anyways, Liev was just to the point he wanted to already have his stuff at Viggo's. But of course that desire left him where he was, sweating and dirty with dust, and probably missing skin from all the times the box tape had stuck to the back of his hands.

By the time Viggo knocked on Liev's door the smell of the takeout food had his stomach grumbling. Impatient to get get inside he called out, "Hey Liev! Get the door... my hands are full."

Hearing the call Liev was half tempted to tell the other man he'd have to get it regardless. Although considering he'd been taking a break Liev also knew that was just laziness creeping in. "Wish you'd learn how to open the door," he muttered to Chicken as he pushed himself off the floor. Liev gave the little dog a mock glare as she wagged her tail at Viggo's voice and wiped his hands on his jeans. Hopping over a couple piles Liev finally got to the door and opened it. "Someone here to save me?"

"Only if you grab one of these bags," Viggo grinned and leaned forward to give Liev a kiss. "I brought food and beer and a willing pair of hands."

"Mmm, sounds perfect." Liev took the bag closest to him as he returned the kiss before stepping back so Viggo could enter the mess. At the scent of the food Liev felt his stomach rumble and wasn't too surprised to see Chicken had finally wandered off the couch. "I will warn you now, be wary of stacks, they aren't all stable."

"Sounds like the usual state of my apartment." Viggo stopped and grinned. "Our apartment." He dumped the bags on what space he could find on the table and passed a beer to Liev.

Setting the bag he'd carried in next to Viggo's Liev took the beer with a thankful smile. "Do you think our apartment will be able to handle me?" he asked giving Viggo a smile before he moved to sit on the couch.

"I dunno," Viggo chuckled and ran a hand down Liev's belly to his crotch. "I manage handling you just fine."

Liev laughed and balanced his beer on his knee. "Mmm, well, you do have a valid point there," he said and shifted his legs as he looked up at his boyfriend. Fiance.

"Actually I look forward to having you within reach every night and every morning," Viggo grinned wickedly.

"Gonna get used to using me when you find it...enjoyable?" Liev raised an eyebrow with his question but he could tell he was smiling at the same time. Reaching up Liev brushed his fingers along Viggo's stomach while he lifted his beer to take a long drink.

"Fuck yeah," Viggo said and bumped his hips into Liev's then leaned in to grab a drink from his bottle.

Giving Viggo a slight tug Liev gestured to the seat next to him. "I'm really looking forward to it," he said and then looked from Viggo to the mess of his apartment. "Will be nice after we get the mess all sorted."

"How about we leave the food for a bit and pack a few more boxes?" Viggo suggested sensing Liev's need to get things done. "Take out tastes better reheated anyway."

Looking at the take out bags Liev knew the food would sit. From the smell of things Viggo hadn't picked up burgers, which were the only thing he usually wouldn't eat reheated. "We could. What did you get us?"

"Just some Chinese so no problem." Viggo stashed the bags in the kitchen and made his way back through the boxes. "Okay... so ah, where will I start?"

Taking one last drink from his beer Liev pushed himself up so he could survey the mess he'd made. "Well...do you want to go through the movies? See what are ones you already have? No sense doubling up."

"Sounds like a plan," Viggo said as he settled crossed legged in front of the DVD shelf. "Will be interesting to see what guilty pleasures you might have hidden in here."

"Interesting or embarrassing?" Liev smiled and watched Viggo before he stepped over a couple stacks to get back to looking through the books he'd been tackling before Viggo got there. "I will admit it's been strange seeing what I own that I'd forgotten."

"Pandora's box," Viggo mumbled already rummaging through the DVDs. "You know, I don't think there's gonna be a lot here that I have. Don't really own too many movies... man, you have a lot though."

Liev looked over his shoulder and laughed, setting another book in a stack he was planning on taking to the theater for his actors to use. "I hate to say it but it's probably the theater background in me. Always out on the look out for something that might translate to the stage."

"Makes sense," Viggo said almost absently as he read through the description on one of the cases. "These look interesting. I sense a few film nights coming on. So, where do you hide your porn?"

"Not in the living room," Liev said with a laugh and winked at Viggo as he moved a few more books. "Is that what you want to pack up next? Or have you finally gotten to the point you want to look through my naughty stuff?"

"Always want to look at your naughty stuff," Viggo chuckled. "But I guess we can check out your bedroom collection later huh?"

Finishing up with the books in the stack in front of him Liev nodded. "Maybe save that for the after dinner task. Although I admit that I don't have that much. I'm still sure you'll find a few that will be of interest."

"If not we could always make our own?" Viggo winked and pulled what he hoped was a seductive pose.

"Mmm, now that could be interesting." Liev grinned when he saw Viggo's pose. "Definitely would have to lock a certain someone out of the room."

"Chicky has seen us enough I think," Viggo laughed and slapped his thigh to call the little dog over to his lap. "Last time I'm sure I saw her yawning."

Chicken perked up when Viggo called to her and happily scampered over, climbing up to try and lick at Viggo's neck. The image made Liev laugh and he stretched his arms up over his head. "That might be true, could look odd having a pup show up in a video though."

"I'm sure there are websites for that," he laughed and then gave Chicken a raspberry making her squirm all the more. "At least she knows my place so I think she'll settle in well."

That was something Liev hadn't really thought about before, but now that Viggo mentioned it...the move would be easy on Chicken. She'd stayed at Viggo's enough throughout their relationship, often sometimes for days on end. "That will be nice. Not have to worry about her ripping anything up."

Viggo moved a stack of DVDs into a box then turned to look at Liev. "What will we do on our first official night living together?"

"Other than take a shower after lugging stuff up the stairs?" Liev asked and laughed before he started seriously thinking the question over. Living with Viggo was something he'd thought about quite a bit before they actually got to this point. And he'd often thought of things they could do. "Maybe a nice dinner in bed. Or on the balcony."

"Balcony sounds good," Viggo smiled and leaned back against the DVD shelf. "Maybe I should warn Jake to be out that night?"

"Might not be a bad thing. I have a feeling it might be lazy and nice rather then screaming at the top of our lungs though."

"Long and languid," Viggo nodded and looked at Liev with a sultry smile. "Been a while since I rode you on the balcony as the sun went down."

The thought made Liev let out a pleased sigh, his eyes drifting shut slightly at the thought. "Mmm, that does sound like a good way for us to break in living together, officially." Putting a few books into a stack Liev pushed himself up so he could walk over to where Viggo was.

Viggo lifted his foot and rested it against Liev's strong thigh. He knew they had work to do but Liev already had him wanting that interlude on the balcony. "Want you now," he said then sighed, "But maybe we need to wait?"

Reaching down Liev ran his hand along Viggo's leg as best he could. "Mmm, would make it more meaningful to wait," he said and hooked his hand behind Viggo's ankle so he could bend down in front of Viggo without dropping his foot. "But it does sound really nice."

"Really nice," Viggo mumbled and leaned up to catch Liev's lips with his own. "But you gotta pack remember," even as he spoke Viggo kept kissing Liev.

Liev hummed into Viggo's lips, the brief taste was definitely giving his body some other ideas how he could spend the evening. Even when Liev knew that Viggo was right. The sooner he packed, the sooner he would rope Mark and a few people from the theater to help him move everything to their new homes, and he could be with Viggo every day. "Mmm, I don't want to stop though."

With a wicked giggle Viggo eased back. "Pack... then come to me and fuck me on the balcony... our balcony." He winked and and gave Liev's thigh a slap.

Sticking his lower lip out Liev pouted slightly but knew Viggo was right. "On our balcony," he repeated before leaning back he stretched and looked around the living room. Knowing the boxes wouldn't pack themselves Liev gave Viggo's shoulder one last touch before moving back to the books. All a matter of time.

May 19, 2009; Liev's Apartment; Liev Schreiber, Viggo Mortensen; PG13

Tue, 19 May 2009 07:00:27 GMT

[Crossposted to liev_quarter and viggo_q]

Liev stepped out of his bathroom wearing an old pair of sweats and a towel around his neck feeling more like himself. For most the week at the theater they'd been building a new set and today for whatever reason the sawdust from cutting boards had left him feeling rather...itchy when he first got home. Walking out into his bedroom he smiled when he saw Viggo sprawled on his stomach on the bed, occasionally tossing the ball Chicken would bring him. "Did you need to take a shower or are you good?" he asked as he did a final sweep of the towel over his hair before dropping it into the laundry basket by the dresser.

"I'm good," Viggo grinned and waved his arms over the side of the bed at a very happy little dog. "You know, we need to figure out how all of this is gonna work. You, me and Chicky babe."

Moving over to the bed Liev knelt on the edge before laying down, propping his upper chest and head on Viggo's back. "Mmm, I do believe that's part of the engagement talks." Folding his arms on Viggo's back Liev rested his chin on his hands. "Did you have any thoughts?"

Viggo chuckled, "I dunno... I'm still trying to get my head around the concept of engagement talks."

Liev reached up and brushed his fingers along the back of Viggo's neck. "Well, it's something we get to work through together."

Slowly rolling over onto his back Viggo smiled at Liev. "I like the sound of together. I'm surprised at how much I want it."

When Viggo started to move Liev shifted so he wouldn't get laid on before resting against the other man again. "That's something I'm glad to hear. This would kind of defeat the purpose if you didn't like it."

"So..." Viggo grinned over at Liev. "You think chicken would handle living in a place with a balcony? It's close to the park."

Liev looked from Viggo over to where Chicken was playing on the floor. "I think Chicken will be happy to be wherever her toys are and food is." Shifting his gaze back toward Viggo Liev brushed his finger against the man's chest. "Do you think there would be enough room for me?"

"It's bigger than your place and I have a big bed." Viggo stretched out enjoying his lover's touch. "Plus I'm sure Jake thinks you live here already."

"Probably, actually Mark has asked me on many occasions why we pay for two apartments." Liev laughed and laid his head on Viggo's chest while keeping up the light touch with his fingers, drawing random patterns.

"He has a point you know. Maybe we should have listened to him sooner?" Viggo pushed his fingers through Liev's hair and gave it a little tug. "I like your hair longer," he smiled. "Going to look great in the wedding photos."

Wedding photos. Just the thought of it made Liev smile and he leaned his head down to press a kiss to Viggo's chest. "Been a long time since I've had long hair."

"Grow it," Viggo chuckled and bent down to nip at the short curls and give them a tug. "It'll give me something to hold onto on our wedding night."

The tug on his hair sent a shiver down Liev's spine. "Guess with that kind of incentive I can let it grow a bit longer," he said and ran his hand down Viggo's side.

"Have you told anyone other than Mark?" Viggo asked. "Dave freaked... in a good way. And I ah, I told Sean too."

Liev looked up at the tone of Viggo's voice, it wasn't off, but the hesitation made him check. "Told a few others at the theater. Was waiting to call the few family members I still talk to til I had an idea of what we were doing, cause I know they'd ask." Resting his head flat against Viggo's chest again Liev moved his hand down to Viggo's. "Things go well telling Sean?"

Viggo ran his fingers down Liev's neck. "Its okay Liev. Things were fine and he's really happy for us. I just wasn't sure if you'd be okay with me telling him."

"I know the two of you are friends, and I trust you Vig," Liev said and gave the hand against his a squeeze.

A warm rush of adrenaline moved through Viggo's body that Liev trusted him after all that had happened. "I have no idea of what I did to deserve you Liev, but I thank the gods every single day."

That made Liev smile and he shifted a bit so he could lean up and press a kiss to Viggo's lips. "You're yourself, we've had some problems, but we're still together...that's how I look at it."

"You make me feel safe Liev because I know you love me as much as I love you, and won't leave me behind."

"Not gonna happen. If I left it would be with you in tow." Liev bumped his forehead against Viggo's. "Although at this point I think with the theater and gallery we're pretty set on staying."

"We can be real little home-makers can't we?" Viggo giggled and held Liev close to nip at his lips.

Liev sighed and nodded his head a bit. "We can. Just as long as we don't start having stereotypical gay dinner parties."

"Aw come on," Viggo laughed. "We are the fucking stereotypes; a theater owner marrying an artist. We're a late night movie."

Poking Viggo's side Liev rolled onto his side next to the man, still grinning at him. "Well, when you have to put it like that...guess so."

"So Chicky is our baby and we'll go to the country for our holidays." Viggo ran his fingers over Liev's lips then said, "Or maybe we'll just spend all our time here fucking each other's brains out."

Nipping at one of Viggo's fingers Liev ran his tongue over the pad. "Although, could be fun to fuck each other's brains out in the country on occasion."

29 April 2009; Viggo Mortensen / Liev Schreiber; Viggo's apartment; PG

Wed, 29 Apr 2009 05:43:26 GMT

[Crossposted to liev_quarter and viggo_q]

Viggo scooped his spoon through what little ice cream was left in his bowl. He was pretty full but wasn't going to leave any of it. He grinned up at Liev as his tongue caught a drip before it entered his mouth. It wasn't often they could afford to eat out so Viggo was enjoying himself.

Leaning on his elbows Liev smiled as he watched Viggo eat up the rest of the ice cream. "Somehow I'm guessing that hit the spot."

"Fuck yeah," Viggo laughed. "You ever know me to pass up on dessert?"

"I think that would be one of the signs of the apocalypse actually." Liev nudged Viggo's foot with his own under the table and took another sip of his milkshake. "Either that or I'd ask who came home wearing your skin."

"You're the only one I want wearing my skin," Viggo said quietly as the waitress removed his empty bowl.

Only after the waitress was out of ear shot did Liev lean a bit more on the table. "Is that your way of saying you want to top tonight?"

Viggo laughed, "It wasn't but I'm not gonna say no." He leaned across to Liev and kissed him. "I think it's more that I can't imagine my life without you now."

That made Liev smile and he reached across the table to lace his fingers with Viggo's. "Well that's something I definitely don't mind hearing from you Vig."

"Besides, Chicken might miss me," Viggo grinned and lifted Liev's fingers to his lips. "Think we should head to my place and see if she found the new toy I hid under my bed for her?"

Liev raised an eyebrow at that but nodded his head. Going home definitely sounded good, particularly since the pup probably was getting herself in trouble. "I think so, will be nice to have you in privacy again too I think."

"I'd like that ... you, me and that big bed of mine," Viggo suggested and then shook his head when the waitress returned to see if they wanted coffee. "Can you and Chicky stay the night?"

Pulling out a few bills to leave on the table for a tip Liev nodded. "Yep, luckily don't have anything going on at the theater until later tomorrow, so I won't have to be there bright shiny and early."

With a sly grin Viggo stood up and tilted his head. "Might need to be much later cos I'm thinking a little ... ah, breakfast in bed might be needed."

Liev followed Viggo's lead and stood up, stretching a bit before moving to stand next to him. "Well...I would need to eat before heading off to work."

"Unless I follow you to work and you can 'eat' there?" Viggo suggested in his best sleazy voice. "Been a while since we did that."

When they reached the door to the shop Liev held it open for Viggo and nudged his side as he walked by. "I think that ice cream had something in it to get you a bit cheeky," he said but slid up behind Viggo once they were on the street, hooking his arms over Viggo's shoulders. "Not that I'm complaining, too much."

Viggo grinned and waited until they were outside before slipping his hand into Liev's. "Just feeling good about things lately ... you and me things."

That comment made Liev grin and he gave Viggo's hand a squeeze before steering them in the direction of Viggo's place. "Mmmm, now there are definitely no objections to that feeling."

A young couple walked past them and smiles were exchanged; each pair recognising lovers. Viggo leaned against Liev and said, "I wrote my mom the other day and sent her a photo of us together; you, me and Chicky."

"Really?" Liev placed a quick kiss to Viggo's temple and pulled their hands between their bodies. "Was it a recent picture?"

Viggo shrugged. "Not too recent, last summer I think. When I got Naveen to take that picture in the park. Maybe we need a new one huh?"

"We probably should, doesn't hurt having some new pictures every now and then." Liev ran his thumb over the top of Viggo's hand and smiled a bit more when he saw the corner of Vig's street just up the way. "You tell her anything specific?"

With an almost bashful smile Viggo dipped his face and said, "That ah, I love you and amazingly enough you love me back."

"Amazingly hmm?" Liev leaned in and gave Viggo a kiss before digging out his key to Viggo's apartment so he could let them in. "Maybe we'll have to come up with something more for you to tell her next time."

Viggo gave him a small curious frown, most of what was about to happen once they were inside he was sure he could not tell his mother.

A warm breeze blew through the french doors of Viggo's bedroom. It felt cool on his sweat dampened skin and he stretched out his muscles then flopped an arm across Liev's chest. Viggo smiled and tugged lightly at a chest hair before snuggling into the crook of Liev's neck.

Liev let out a happy sigh and moved his hand up Viggo's back so he could tease the other man's hair. His body had that pleasant warmth running through his muscles and the breeze was just enough to cool him down a little. Somewhere on the ground Liev could make out Chicken's breathing and shut his eyes. "I think we should make this more permanent," he whispered.

"Permanent?" Viggo mumbled almost sleepily against Liev's skin. "You wanna keep some things here?"

"Something like that." Liev moved his lips down so he could kiss Viggo's temple, his fingers stroking Viggo's scalp. "I want to marry you."

Viggo felt like all the air had instantly left the room. He lay very still for a moment before easing back to look at Liev. "Do you mean that Liev?" he asked quietly suddenly afraid Liev could be joking.

Meeting Viggo's gaze Liev gave him a small smile, his hand moving from the back of Viggo's head so he could run his thumb along Viggo's lower lip. "Viggo I want to marry you," he paused and Liev felt his cheeks warm a bit under his lover's gaze. "Will you marry me?"

All Viggo could do was give a little nod and lean up to meet Liev lips in a deep kiss.

Liev grinned and returned the kiss, his tongue dipping into Viggo's mouth before he pulled back, sucking on Viggo's lower lip. "I was so nervous thinking of how to ask you."

"I didn't expect it," Viggo admitted with wonder in his voice. "Didn't think you'd want that."

"It feels right. I've been thinking about it for awhile." Liev stroked the side of Viggo's face and tilted his head up to kiss him again. "I know it won't be legal but it would be in my heart."

"Who's gonna wear the dress?" Viggo joked trying to cover up the fact he was feeling very overwhelmed by the whole concept.

Liev chuckled and rolled them both onto their side so he could comfortably and slowly kiss down the side of Viggo's neck. "Could get Chicken to, maybe..."

"She could be our flower girl," Viggo murmured then giggled when the little dog jumped on the bed after hearing her name. "You hear that Chicky," he said. "Your dad's gonna make an honest man of me."

When Chicken ran over to lick at Viggo's skin Liev had to laugh. "Well you know we'd be making honest men out of each other."

Viggo held Chicken off and reached out to touch Liev's cheek. "It's wrong that it can't be legal, but maybe one day it will."

Liev turned into the touch and nodded. "One can hope."

"Yeah," Viggo said quietly and pulled himself up onto one elbow. "Why now though Liev? Not that I saying I don't want it to be now, I'm just wondering."

For the first time all night Liev felt his cheeks blush a bit as he looked up at Viggo. "It feels right. I've been thinking about us a lot, about life...this feels like a more natural step then suggesting we live together which was my original thought."

"Natural," Viggo grinned and ran his fingers over Liev's chest hair that was still damp from their love making. He leaned forward and kissed where his fingers traced. "So do we throw a party or something ... a bridal shower maybe?" Viggo giggled against the warm skin.

"That making you the bride?" Liev ran his tongue over his lower lip as he watched Viggo, bringing a hand up to cup the back of his head. "We should do a party, might be nice."

"Mmmm just our closest friends so they understand when I tell them to leave so I can fuck my fiance's brains out." Viggo looked up and grinned.

Even though Liev laughed he felt a pleasant warmth go through his body. "Sounds perfect, would definitely be a memorable way to end the party."

"I'd do it now if I was a few years younger," Viggo shrugged and shuffled up to settle next to but half on Liev.

"I'll take that as a compliment." Liev let his hand slide down Viggo's back as he moved and let his eyes close as he felt Viggo's body against his own. "I'm really happy you said yes," he whispered.

"I'm really happy you asked," Viggo whispered back.

Backdated (2008); Viggo's apartment; Liev and Viggo; NC17

Sun, 01 Mar 2009 09:20:34 GMT

[Cross posted to liev_quarter and viggo_q]

[Follows the exhibition by the Legacy workers]

They'd been fairly quiet on the way back to Viggo's after the 'Legacy' demonstration, but when they walked through the door of the apartment Viggo finally said with a small laugh, "Okay, I'm gonna admit it. That got me fucking horny."

Liev finished toeing his shoes off before turning to look at Viggo. He'd had a feeling since they'd been sitting in the theater that the demonstrations had gotten to Viggo more then he was letting on. "All of it or something specific?" he asked finally.

Viggo rolled his eyes as a flush rose up his neck. "I kept looking at the big guy and imagining what you told me ... how he secured you to that cross when they were setting up."

"Gerard suggested bringing you after that," Liev said and walked behind Viggo, sliding his arms around the other man's waist.

"I like the way Gerard thinks," Viggo giggled trying to say the name with a strong Scottish brogue. He covered Liev's hands with his own and dragged them down to press against the distinct bulge in his jeans.

Liev let Viggo direct his hand and whistled a little when he felt exactly how hard Viggo was. "Weren't kidding about being turn on huh?" Liev asked, his voice soft as he curled his fingers a bit, framing the hard shape of Viggo's cock.

"Fuck yeah," Viggo groaned and rolled his hips so he pushed back into Liev. He tilted his face back to look up at his lover and grinned, "Gave me some ideas too."

Viggo's comment made Liev remember the few conversations he'd had with Gerard. Or more precisely the time Gerard had asked him if he'd try anything the two had done onstage. Seems like his answer of maybe was looking more likely, especially with Viggo's look. Pressing his palm harder against Viggo's crotch Liev raised an eyebrow. "What kind of ideas?"

"I like the sound of you tied and spread-eagled ... maybe naked on my bed?" Viggo suggested, his voice taking on a rough drawl.

Liev swallowed, his own body reacting to Viggo, his hand tightening automatically. "Would be more fun with you," he said honestly.

With an almost wicked giggled Viggo pried Liev's hands from him and growled, "Then you're mine tonight Schreiber."

Viggo's cock bounced heavily between his legs as he crawled over Liev to secure his wrist to the wrought iron of the bed head. He sat back on his heels and grinned at his now helpless lover. "You look fucking amazing like that," he said and ran his palm along Liev's naked thigh.

Liev had to admit he was surprised how different this felt compared to when Gerard had done it to him. His skin was overly warm, especially with the look Viggo kept giving him as he did his work. He didn't even feel that embarrassed for being strapped naked, and unmovable. Granted the view of Viggo's dripping erection was a good bonus too. "Doesn't feel as weird as I thought."

"Weird?" Viggo raised his eyebrows and ran his hand over his cock while he watched Liev. "Maybe I should just leave you like that and invite the neighbors in?"

"Don't you even." Liev shot Viggo a look and gripped his hands a bit, feeling the way the bonds on his wrist felt when he tensed the muscles.

"You can't move ... can you?" Viggo grinned and started to crawl up the bed towards Liev. "So sexy and at my mercy." As he moved, Viggo lowered his lips and gave Liev little nips along his thigh.

Liev shook his head and bit back a gasp when he felt Viggo's teeth against his thigh. "Nope, can't move."

Viggo giggled against Liev's skin and moved between his legs. Running both palms up along the inside of Liev's thighs Viggo checked out the logistics of their position. With a slight frown he loosened the ankle ties a little so Liev could bend his knees and pushed them apart.

When he felt the slack on his ankles Liev looked down to see what Viggo was doing. He almost questioned the change in the ropes but considering the state Viggo was in, and the way his own cock was aching for attention, Liev had a fairly good idea where this was going to go.

Holding his palm under the head of his cock Viggo caught a dribble of precome and asked in an almost dark voice, "You want me get the lube ... or think you can handle just me?"

Christ. Liev swallowed at looked down at the moisture that was clinging to Viggo's finger. He knew the two of them had gone without lube on various occasions, while it had been awhile he knew it wouldn't be an issue now. Especially with how turned on Viggo had been for the last hour or so. "Can handle you," he said finally, noting how his own voice had dropped in pitch.

Viggo nodded and swiped his fingers the length of his cock spreading the clear fluid before leaning forward. He took it very slow knowing Liev had little room to manoeuvre to alleviate the burn. "Tell if it's too much," he murmured deep in concentration.

Liev nodded and bent his knees as best he could when he felt the head of Viggo's cock against him. When he pressed in Liev closed his eyes, trying to keep his breathing steady.

"So tight," Viggo groaned feeling the squeeze around his cock. He glanced up through his fringe of hair and saw the intense expression on Liev's face and ran his hand gently over Liev's belly.

The touch helped draw Liev's attention away from the burn and he opened his eyes to look up at Viggo's face. Taking in a deep breath Liev shifted his hips just a tad and gave Viggo a nod to let him know he was okay.

Viggo pushed with a little more force and exhaled a long breath when he was finally buried deep inside his lover. "Oh god, I don't think I'll ever get used to how good this feels," he grinned and tugged a little at Liev's belly hair.

"Being in me, or having me tied up?" Liev asked, his voice uneasy at first but sounding more solid by the end. The burn was still there but Liev could control his breathing better again, feel his cock hardening more.

"In you ... Oh fuck yeah in you," Viggo murmured as he eased back and slid slowly back in pushing hard and deep.

Liev moaned as Viggo pushed harder. Gripping his hands he started realizing just how much of his movement was limited. Particularly when he wanted to hook his legs up around Viggo's waist.

"At my mercy remember," Viggo grinned and sped up his rhythm. "And fuck, you look good like that."

"Getting that full picture now." Liev laughed a bit, his breath breaking.

"Just how full?" Viggo asked and snapped his hips hard enough that the bedhead hit the wall.

Liev closed his eyes and let out a deep groan. "Fuck...extremely with that," he said, figuing that Viggo would realize exactly what the that was.

"Oh fuck ... we don't do this enough," Viggo groaned and dropped his hand to Liev's cock squeezing and sliding up it's length.

Liev let out a sound that oddly sounded like a mew when Viggo's hand finally touched his cock. While his erection had gone down a bit when Viggo had pushed into him, the state it was in now definitely didn't make it look that way. Tightening his fingers Liev arched his back, ignoring the bite of the rope against his skin.

Viggo's rhythm faltered slightly at the sight of the man beneath him and his chest tightened at Liev's need. "You wanna... Liev?" he asked in a voice roughened by his own desire.

"Wanna what?" Liev had to force himself to focus in order to ask but when he looked up into Viggo's face he was glad he had. His boyfriend's look gave nothing away for what he was thinking, he just looked down right predatory.

"Come..." Viggo managed to say fighting the heaviness building in his belly. "You wanna come for me?"

With that question Liev groaned and tightened his muscles purposely around Viggo when he thrust into him. "Yes, God yes."

"Oh god, come then Liev ... can't hold back." As much as Viggo wanted Liev to come first, he couldn't stop the roll of spasms that started his orgasm.

Liev groaned in the back of his throat and bit his lower lip when he felt Viggo's heat. Throwing his head back against the bed Liev let out a groan of his own as he came.

Viggo leaned over Liev his muscles still jerking as he felt Liev spill into him. He could see Liev strain against the bonds with each clench of his muscles and could resist ducking his head to nip and suck lightly at Liev's neck.

The first thing that Liev felt when he came back to himself was the soft feel of Viggo's lips against his throat. Letting out a pleased hmm Liev forced himself to relax the fingers he'd had clenched around the bonds on his wrists. "God..."

Running his palms along Liev's arms, Viggo looked at him and smiled. "I think I owe your friends at the theatre a thank you." Slowly he released Liev rubbing his fingers over the whitened skin where the bonds bit.

"My friends huh?" Liev chuckled a bit, giving Viggo a lazy smile when he could fully relax against the bed once the bonds were taken off.

"Mmmmm," Viggo grinned and settled beside him. "We may just have to try a few of the other things we saw."

It took a moment before Viggo's words really sunk into his head. Turning his head so he could brush his lips against Viggo's forehead he asked, "Mmm, other things?"

With a tired giggle Viggo reached for his water bottle, took a mouthful and passed it to Liev. "I dunno, exploring is fun ... maybe I should talk to Orlando or we could hit the internet." He watched Liev's face and giggled again.

"Dare I ask why you'd ask him?" Liev took the bottle of water and thankfully took a large drink from it. He started to pass it back but stopped so he could take another drink. "Or is he heavily into this too?"

"Yeah," Viggo nodded. "He told me a while back that he and his artist boyfriend were into it. Heavier than I'd want I think, but hey, some of it could be fun."

Liev rolled into Viggo's body, snuggling up against his side. "Always willing to listen and see what it sounds like. If you want to start whipping me I might get worried."

Viggo giggled, "Nah, need to shave you down first and I like you hairy. It's all just for fun anyway because nothing could be better than us making love, could it?"

"No, I definitely think that's the best." Liev kissed Viggo's cheek and hooked his arm around the other man's chest. Considering everything the two of them had been through in the last year Liev could promise that was one of the things he cherished the most with Viggo.

Backdated (2008); Liev Schreiber(OQ)/Gerard Butler(NC)/Jude Law(NC); Lucid Dreams Theater;R

Thu, 22 Jan 2009 06:44:51 GMT

Crossposted to new_cuba and our_quarter]

"This place is fucking amazing." Gerard's eyes were everywhere as they walked through the French Quarter on the way to the theatre. "Pity the boss has us working tonight, I'd love to explore some of those bars."

"Not like we'll be working all night," Jude said and looked over at his friend. Thanks to this being slightly business related they were staying at the hotel and had decided it would be easier to walk to the theater together. "From the hotel staff it sounds like they don't close up shop early during events."

Gerard laughed. "I get the impression they keep the party going even when there's nothing to celebrate." He glanced inside a small dark bar that had old fashioned jazz music drifting out with the smell of cigarette smoke. "How about a drink in there before we head back and find Brad?"

Jude followed Gerard's gaze and nodded his head. "Works for me. Might help get my head out of work before taking in the sights."

The ornate facade of the theatre came into view and Gerard led them through the centre door. He sighed when the cool air hit them. "Oh that's better."

"Can't take the heat?" Jude asked but he had to admit that the cooler air felt like a heaven sent. Back home it got a bit warm but not this kind of warm.

"Hate the heat," Gerard muttered. "Fucks with your leather." The words were barely out when he saw the man Liam had spoken to earlier. He held out his hand, "Liev isn't it?"

Liev looked up from the clip board he'd been looking at and nodded, taking the offered hand. "That would be me, I'm assuming you're with some of the Legacy folks?"

"I'm Gerard and this is Jude," Gerard replied.

"Pleased to meet you both," Liev said and smiled. "The stuff from your work is up on stage, my stage hands haven't really touched it too much since it's a little out of our league."

Jude smiled in response and shook his head as he waved that off. "No problem there, it's fairly minor stuff, right Ger?"

Gerard gave a half grin and nodded. He looked at Liev wondering which way the man 'played' and suggested, "Show us the stage and I can talk you through some it."

"Sure." Liev noticed the slight sideways glance from Gerard but decided to ignore it for the time being and instead lead the other men around toward the side stage doors.

Scanning the stage he saw that most of the play equipment was unpacked; nothing too hardcore that could threaten to close the theatre, just a few of the basics. He ran his hand over the St Andrews Cross and checked each of the restraints. "You ever used anything like this?" Gerard asked as if it was an everyday question.

Liev looked at the item that Gerard was touching and shook his head with a slight smile on his face. "Can't say I have, typically my kinks leave it open for audiences to watch."

Gerard raised an eyebrow, he liked this guy. "So no pain in your play?" he asked and beckoned for Jude to come over so he could test the restraints on him.

Just a gesture huh? Jude thought but rolled his eyes a little when he walked over to the cross, instinctively holding his arms out.

"Never tried it, so can't fully say." Liev passed one of his stage hands the clip board he'd tucked under his arm and watched the other pair on stage with interest.

"Can be pretty satisfying for both participants," Gerard said while fastening the cuffs around Jude's wrists and ankles. "How does that feel?"

Jude shifted his wrists to make sure the cuffs were secure but wouldn't do any lasting damage and nodded his head. "Feels fine. Won't need to adjust them much unless you get someone your size in it."

"That mean this is more than a job?" Liev asked and crossed his arms over his chest, only occasionally glancing away from the Legacy pair when he caught sight of the doors opening or closing.

"It's a job that fits a lifestyle," Gerard said and ran his hands up Jude's back feeling the stretch of his muscles under the thin t-shirt before giving him a slap on the arse. "Okay that looks good, just make sure none the of the stage guys moves it now."

Job that fits a lifestyle. The statement seemed simple enough even though Liev couldn't imaging finding a job that was just for his own lifestyle. Even with his stage acting experience he wasn't sure he could say it mirrored his personal life. "They won't move it. I think a few of my hands are a bit embarrassed to be around some of the equipment."

If he didn't have to rely on Gerard letting him out Jude would have stuck his tongue out at the other man when he felt the slap. "Do we need to test anything else Ger?"

"Hmmm," Gerard glanced around will slipping the loops of the restraints. "Most of the other things fall into the 'small tool' category so I think we're pretty good." He rubbed strong fingers over Jude's shoulders. "But what you said about size on the cross could be an issue ... hey Liev, you wanna give me a hand here?"

Jude let his hands drop when he felt the cuffs loosen. Taking a step back Jude leaned into Gerard's hands a bit before casting a glance over at Liev.

Considering the slight touches between the two Liev was about to ask if this was one of those life-job perks when he actually caught on to what Gerard had asked him. "Help you how?"

"Do by example?" Jude offered and smiled before looking at Gerard. "Right Ger?"

"I doubt we'll get anyone your height, but you never know." Gerard stepped back and held his arm out inviting Liev to step up against the cross.

Jude pulled out of Gerard's grasp to give Liev room if he was going to move toward the cross. "He won't do anything to you other then test the length," he said hoping to make it a little easier.

Well...it is your theater. Liev looked between the two again before shrugging his shoulders. Stepping toward the cross Liev thought back to how Jude had stood up against and tried mirroring the position.

Gerard grinned at Liev's slightly awkward stance and moved to stand behind him. He slowly slid his hand along Liev's arm holding his wrist in place while repositioning the cuffs and marking them. With one buckle tightened Gerard repeated the process on the other arm then each leg. Finally Liev was spread eagled against the wooden frame. "Try the restraints," Gerard said calmly.

The sensation of having his arms and legs tied to something was a little odd. Liev could feel a stretch in his back and gave his wrists a tug each. "They supposed to just be tight enough to keep them there?" he asked over his shoulder.

"That's right," Gerard confirmed and ran his hands down Liev's back making sure his line was right. "For example, could you stop me if you wanted?"

That question didn't really need much thought and Liev shook his head. "Not particularly."

"Want do you think Jude?" Gerard asked even though his hands were still on Liev. "Should we use him in the show?"

Jude had taken to leaning against some of the boxes that were on the stage, his hands in his front pockets. "Could be more interesting to have some local color," he said and took note of how Gerard was still touching Liev. Interested in him eh Ger?

"You want to be part of the show Liev?" Gerard growled right behind Liev's ear but his grin gave away that he just having some fun with the big man.

Liev was surprised when he felt a shiver run down his back at the slight growl and laughed in response. "You know I haven't been on my own stage in awhile," he said, not really answering either way.

"Good answer," Gerard laughed and began unstrapping him. When Liev was finally free Gerard gave him a slap on the back and stepped over to Jude.

God Vig what am I getting into here? Once he was free Liev moved to face the stage again, ignoring the look Mark shot him from off stage. Watching Gerard move back over to Jude Liev crossed his arms across his chest again. "Forgive me if I'm over stepping, are you two just work partners or other?"

Gerard shrugged then put his arm around Jude. "All of the above. Jude's my workmate, friend and a little more."

Jude leaned in against Gerard's shoulder and smiled at his response. "Although usually you don't see us sent as a pair for work purposes. This is a special case as far as that goes."

From the look on Jude's face Liev could tell Gerard's comment wasn't one sided and gave a little nod. "Either way that's nice you guys can take in the sights and not just be stuck together for work."

"Works for me," Gerard grinned and gave Jude an almost playful kiss on the temple before asking, "So what's your story Liev?"

"Other then owning a theater?" Liev laughed a bit and shrugged his shoulders. "Not too much to tell, this is a majority of my life, my boyfriend is the other, and I have a runt of a dog that thinks she's all of it."

"Sounds like a pretty good life to me," Gerard said thinking that it did indeed sound pretty good. "If you and your boyfriend are free in the next few days you're welcome to join us for a drink."

"I'm sure he'd love that. Would probably try and pick your mind a bit on your line of work." Liev could just see Viggo wanting to know more of what the other two did for his own artwork or...other things.

"It's a date then," Gerard agreed and grinned. "Maybe after we can show you how to strap your boyfriend on this thing."

Even though the comment shouldn't have made Liev blush it did. "Well, we can see about that."

Jude shook his head and hooked his arm around Gerard's shoulders from behind, nudging the other man with his hips. "Stop giving the guy a hard time Ger."

"Wouldn't be me if I did that," Gerard chuckled and grinned at Liev.

"I'd apologize for him but unfortunately he's pretty much like this all the time," Jude said and shook his head.

Liev was glad to feel the blush fading and waved a hand. "No worries, should see what I usually get in my theater as far as teasing goes."

Gerard just laughed and reached back to give Jude's thigh a slap. "Okay Liev, we'll leave you to your theater and Jude and I better go check in with the boss."

"Sounds good. Hopefully you boys will find something fun to do other than work," Liev said and smiled at the face Jude shot Gerard at the slap.

"And perhaps you can bring your Viggo to the show," Gerard grinned as he lead Jude out the door.

Liev watched the pair leave the auditorium and looked back at the harness. Bring Vig huh? Well, knowing the bugger he'll enjoy it. Shaking his head Liev pushed that thought aside and went backstage to check on the stage hands.

12 November 2007, 2007; Viggo's Apartment; Viggo Mortensen / Liev Schreiber; NC17

Mon, 12 Nov 2007 07:25:29 GMT

[Cross posted to viggo_q.]

Viggo arched his back; his head dug into the pillow as a low moan escaped his lips. Images of Liev flitted behind closed eyes and pushed the vibrator harder. "Oh fuck..." he gasped when it nudged his prostate and avoided the temptation to switch it on ... not yet.

When Liev started the climb up the stairs to Viggo's apartment he knew he wasn't late. Well not technically late. He'd told Viggo he'd come over in the afternoon but that had slipped into early evening after an unexpected glitch at work. Seemed one of the projects his staff was working on had gotten out of hand and they'd managed to blow the back stage circuit. Can't wait to see the bill on that. Shaking his head Liev took out his keys and let himself in, listening for a minute when he shut the door...and heard moaning. What the fuck?

Slowly Viggo slid the vibe imitating an easy rhythm, canting his hips to meet it. "Liev," he whispered, his voice already harsh with need.

Liev paused mid stride when he heard Viggo moan his name. Well well well... Running his tongue over his lips Liev toed his shoes off and quietly set his stuff down. Liev waited, listening to the rate of Viggo's breathing before moving toward the bedroom doorway.

A small noise touched at the edge of Viggo's consciousness. He tilted his head and cracked his eyes open just enough to see Liev in the doorway. Pushing down on the vibrator, a sexy smile played on his lips.

Liev couldn't help but return Viggo's smile and stepped further into the room. "Now this is an unexpected but very welcome sight to see when I get home."

"Liev," Viggo groaned and held his hand out to his lover. "Need you."

"Do you?" Liev asked his gaze automatically going from Viggo's straining cock and the base of the vibe gripped in Viggo's other hand. Christ. Reaching for his zipper Liev wasn't at all surprised at the state of his own cock.

Viggo removed his hand from the vibe and began rubbing his fingers over aching balls while he watched Liev approach. "Yeah ... need you," he said huskily letting his thighs fall apart.

Liev pushed his jeans down his hips and stepped out of them, his shirt soon joining them on the floor. Kneeling at the foot of the bed Liev leaned down and pressed a kiss to the inside of Viggo's thigh. His hand slid down to give his cock a squeeze knowing full well Viggo was watching him. "What if I want to see how you look getting off thinking about me?"

With a small nod Viggo slid his palm over his belly while the other hand closed around the vibrator. His lips parted to make low breathy noises and Viggo began moving the vibe; clenching and releasing with each deep thrust.

"Christ," Liev whispered, shifting his gaze from Viggo's hands to his boyfriend's face. Ever since Viggo had gotten Liev to get off in front of him he'd been curious how Viggo looked and his imagination was nothing next to the reality. Licking at the skin under his lips Liev started trailing a series of kisses up Viggo's thigh and over his hip bone.

Viggo watched Liev through half closed eyes; his vision distorted not only by his lashes but also the flashes of his impending orgasm.

Liev glanced up when he felt Viggo's muscles tightening under his lips, knowing Viggo had to be close. Remembering Viggo's little cheat with him Liev dipped his head down and caught the head of Viggo's cock between his lips, tongue moving out to rest flat against the underside of Viggo's cock.

"Oh fuck..." Viggo grunted thrusting up into Liev's mouth. "Liev please..." he cried as he fumbled for Liev's fingers to close them over the end of the vibrator.

Liev was thankful he was used to the length of Viggo's cock when Viggo thrust into his mouth. Relaxing his throat Liev added a light suction and took over the motions of the vibe as he pushed it into Viggo's body. Only then did Liev switch the base to the first level of vibration.

Unable to form words Viggo choked out a cry and clamped down on the buzzing vibrator shooting spurts of come into Liev's mouth.

Wrapping his lips tighter around Viggo's cock Liev swallowed down everything Viggo had to offer. Slowly turning the vibe off, his tongue stroking the underside of Viggo's cock to help him ease through his release.

It took a while for the room to come back into focus and Viggo's breathing to settle. "Oh God Liev," he mumbled breathlessly. "Fucking amazing." He pushed his fingers through Liev's hair giving it a light tug.

Liev released Viggo's cock and nudged the softening flesh with his nose before pressing a kiss to his stomach. "I can say the same about you Vig. Christ I don't think I've gotten this hard in this amount of time." Sucking on the skin under his lips Liev bit down lightly, giving Viggo a light bite mark.

Stretching out under Liev's touch Viggo moaned, "Wanna feel you against me Liev."

"I can do that with pleasure." Liev kissed the middle of Viggo's chest before leaning back to slide the vibe out of Viggo's body. Setting it on the nightstand he pressed his body up against Viggo's, his cock brushing between them.

"I love you Liev," Viggo murmured wrapping Liev in both arms and legs.

Liev pressed a kiss to Viggo's lips then nuzzled against his cheek, slowly rocking his hips against Viggo. "I'm always going to love you Viggo, no going back."

"No going back," Viggo repeated pushing against Liev to increase the friction while his hands cupped Liev's ass.

Resting his head against Viggo's shoulder Liev tried to muffle his moan as he dragged his aching cock against Viggo's body. He could still taste Viggo's own release in his mouth and Liev's cock throbbed happily at that fact.

Viggo rubbed his fingertip over Liev's entrance and very carefully pushed in. Feeling the resistance of the unlubricated skin Viggo only went as far as the first knuckle.

This time Liev moaned loudly, groaning against Viggo's skin. Shutting his eyes Liev replayed the scene he'd come home to and felt his balls tighten as he shifted the angle of his rocking. "Fuck Vig...so close."

"Use me Liev," Viggo groaned rolling his hips hard against Liev.

Liev brushed his fingers along Viggo's cheek, tilting his head until Liev could press his lips against Viggo's. Sliding his tongue into Viggo's mouth Liev's cry of release coming out muffled as he shuddered against him.

Viggo felt Liev tighten around his finger at the same time the come spread between them. He slowed his movements and concentrated on capturing Liev's lips ... kissing and licking around the cry.

Liev's own motions stilled and he pulled in a few deep breaths. "Fuck," he whispered, kissing Viggo when he felt a little more down to earth.

With a breathless giggle Viggo kissed him back. "Well you asked about me and toys ... now you know."

"Mmm, indeed I do." Liev kissed Viggo's shoulder then his neck. "And you're definitely a wanton sight to see when you're using one."

"More fun with you actually here though." Viggo admitted relaxing back against the bed. "I hope you're staying for a while?"

"Mmm, definitely. Didn't think I'd get shagging done before spending time with you." Liev rested his head against Viggo's shoulder, pointedly ignoring the fact he should move so one of them could clean up the mess that was cooling between their bellies. "Came to see you more than anything."

Viggo giggled, "Well you got to do that."

6 August, 2007; Viggo's apartment; Liev Schreiber, David Wenham, Viggo Mortensen; NC17

Mon, 20 Aug 2007 00:07:08 GMT

[Crossposted to liev_quarter, daisydavid and viggo_q]

Viggo paced around his living room; shot Liev a small smile before grabbing his packet of cigarettes and heading out to the balcony. What the fuck were we thinking? Leaning on the railing he tapped out a smoke and held it to his lips. To be honest Viggo thought it would all lead to nothing, just a joke between friends ... yeah Dave check Liev and me out while we fuck ... but here he was hard as hell waiting for his best mate to arrive.

Liev watched as Viggo walked out onto the balcony and set down the beer he'd been nursing on the table. He took a few calming breaths before following Viggo out onto the balcony. "You doing okay?" Liev asked as he moved up behind Viggo, his hand brushing down his back. He ignored the initial pull that things were still on the mend with them and leaned his chin on Viggo's shoulder.

"It's a funny thing Liev," Viggo murmured and took a draw on his cigarette. "The thought of Dave watching us is so fucking exciting, but I can't stop wondering if he'll be disappointed. I mean he's known me for so long and ... ah fuck, I don't know."

"Worried he won't find you attractive?" Liev asked, reaching around Viggo to give him a hug before stepping back, leaning on the railing next to him. "You know we don't have to do this if it's going to make things worse."

Viggo shook his head with an embarrassed chuckle, "I don't know ... maybe? Dave and I are close and I want to do this for him, make it good for him. Does that make sense?" He turned around and brushed his hand down Liev's cheek, "Think he'll see how much I love you?"

Liev smiled at the gentle touch, his own hand moving out to brush along Viggo's stomach. "I hope so, granted I think he's always known you do." Giving Viggo a smile Liev leaned in and gave him a kiss, tasting the hint of cigarette smoke on his breath. "We're good," he whispered.

"I hope Dave doesn't back out," Viggo chuckled and bit at Liev's lip. "I'm starting to want this very much."

Wiping his sweaty hand on his pants, Dave raised it to knock, then stopped. When the call had come inviting him to join Viggo and Liev, David had been all for that; it was rare they could get together because of schedules so the opportunity was a golden one. Remembering his conversation with Liev, the redhead was sure that's what was causing his apprehension. Had Liev told Viggo about it and they both laughed at him? /Fuck you Dave, this is Viggo, he'd never laugh at you! Screw your balls back in place and knock./

Rapping on the door, David waited.

"Get the popcorn on," Viggo joked nervously, "I think our audience has arrived." He eased away from Liev and walked back through the French doors with a cheeky, "Now look sexy." Viggo took the steps two at a time and opened the door to grin at his friend and pull him into a hug while whispering, "Don't forget ... no laughing when I'm naked."

Shuddering at the mere thought of seeing Viggo and Liev naked, Dave clutched Viggo, "Never... I can hide it though, okay?" Falling into their usual easy banter helped to ease some of his uncertainty. Pulling back so he could see his friends face, he smiled slowly, "You sure about this Vig? We... if you don't want to or... it might hurt us, we don't have to."

"I trust you to see me ... us Dave," Viggo said softly and then grinned, "Besides I've got a hard on you could use as a tent pole at the thought of you watching us so it's either that or a circle jerk." He winked and laughed.

Eyes nearly as large as saucers, Dave gaped, then giggled nervously, "Vig..." Heat flushed his normally pale skin; a telltale sign of his rising interest, especially at the mention of Viggo's 'tent pole' and the actual size of a 'real' tent pole...

"Maybe we should head up? Don't want Liev to start without us."

"Always a possibility," Viggo giggled and held Dave's hand as they ascended the stairs. Liev was still on the balcony when they entered the room so Viggo winked again and called out, "Hey Liev ... you want me in here or we gonna fuck on the balcony?"

Liev chuckled and stepped into the bedroom. "Should we leave that up to our audience?" he asked giving Dave a smile as he moved back over to pick up the beer he'd set down. Liev sat on the edge of the bed. "How are you doing Dave?"

As Liev sat down, their conversation from lunch a few day's ago came back to him in full force; Liev looked 'at home' on Viggo's bed.

"Hey Liev, good to see... I mean, glad to be her... uhm, hi." /Why does everything I say sound like I'm horny and eager? Because you fuck, you are!/

Liev laughed and looked down at his beer. "We have a lot of these if you need a few," he said.

Walking over to the pair Liev moved his hand along the small of Viggo's back and gave Dave a smile. "Even made sure we have a cooler in here."

Mumbling to himself, his words carried none the less, "I'm going to need a few ice packs before the night is over..." Watching the comfortable interplay between Viggo and Liev, Dave smiled at them; they were simply beautiful together. "A beer would be good yeah... oh and uhm... the bed... just..." Looking over at the slightly rumpled coverings, Dave hardened slightly, knowing that soon they'd be more than rumpled.

Viggo glanced from Dave to the bed and felt the throb in his jeans intensify and blushed a little at the prospect of what lay ahead.

"I think we can supply ice." Liev caught both of the men's glances behind them toward the bed and kissed the side of Viggo's face as he turned. Leaning his chin on Viggo's shoulder Liev finally gave in and looked back at the bed. "I hate to be the one asking but are we doing something specific or just...doing?"

Head light at the thought of 'directing' the... /Fuck no - much hotter just to let them go... I think./ "No, just be yourselves... just you know..." Tipping his chin in the direction of the bed, Dave's face flamed bright red. "Just... oh god... maybe I, uh... suggest? but just..."

When Dave blushed again Liev laughed. "I think red will be your color today." Giving Viggo a squeeze Liev left the two of them and walked over to the cooler, taking out three beers, one for each of them. Once he popped the lids Liev walked over and gave Dave one, leaving the other two near the bed for him and Viggo.

Viggo looked around the room and walked over to a well cushioned wicker chair in the corner. "Um, where do you want to be for this Dave? I mean if we're on the bed this would give you a good ah.. view. But you can put it anywhere you want ... or forget about sitting... shit I don't know. Basically it's up to you." He shrugged, hauled Dave over to the chair and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

The kiss had the redhead's body responding instantly. Opening eyes he hadn't realized he had closed, Dave smiled at his friend. "Uhm, yeah - the chair is fine. If I nee.. want to move, I can. Okay?" Leaning in closer, he whispered gently. "Vig, are you okay with this? I mean we don't have to you know?"

"You having second thoughts Dave?" Viggo murmured holding his face, "Is the thought of seeing me naked that scary?"

If there was anymore breath or heartfelt emotion behind the words, they'd have life of their own. "Oh god no... you and Liev... you..." Heavy breaths, warm teasing images and Viggo's touch; Dave knew he - they'd never regret this. "No, no second thought's Vig. I just don't want to fuck things up between you and Liev." There was a world of meaning behind those words, each one coming from the very soul of David.

"This won't fuck us up," Viggo said and moved across the room to run his fingertips over Liev's cheek. "Quite the opposite I think." He leant in and gently pressed his lips to Liev's.

Liev had watched the interaction between Viggo and Dave with amusement and gave Viggo a smile when he felt Viggo's fingertip brush against his cheek. Leaning into the kiss Liev let Viggo lead, his hands moving down to rest against Viggo's hips, thumbs drawing small circles along the dip in Viggo's abdomen.

Viggo gently parted Liev's lips and edged his tongue through to meet Liev's ... all apprehension faded with the first taste of his lover and he deepened the kiss. He moaned softly and started to rub himself slowly against Liev's thigh.

Sinking into the chair, half missing it on the first try, David kept his eyes fixed on the two men. /Oh god - they're so beautiful together.../ Tongue slowly running over his lips, the redhead fumbled with the bottle top, then gave up.

Liev moaned into the kiss when Viggo deepened it. His hands sliding around Viggo's waist so he could cup Viggo's ass, guiding his knee between Viggo's thighs he pressed up against Viggo, adding a little more pressure.

Flushed, Viggo gently pulled away and hauled his t-shirt over his head and threw it on the floor ... he grinned a little sheepishly at Dave then turned back to Liev. When their eyes met his heart thudded an extra beat and he held Liev's gaze while he unfastened his jeans, pushed them down and kicked them next to his t-shirt. Taking a step closer Viggo's fingers slowly unbuckled Liev's belt and slid it through the loops.

Liev ran his tongue over his lower lip, enjoying the little show Viggo had given while he stripped off his clothes and surprised himself how natural this felt. He'd practically forgotten Dave was in the room already until Viggo had looked back at him while he'd stripped. Definitely doing something new. While he felt Viggo's hands pulling his belt completely off Liev tugged his shirt free and pulled it over his head, tossing it in the direction of where Viggo's clothes were. Once his hands were free again he smoothed them down Viggo's chest, index fingers running down the dip in Viggo's muscles.

"Mmmm," Viggo moaned, "feels good." While Liev's fingers traced his contours Viggo lowered his lips to the other man's neck kissing gently, but with just enough urgency to show that he'd very soon need more than foreplay.

"Feels right," Liev whispered, tilting his head to the side, giving Viggo more room, moaning when he felt Viggo's teeth just barely scrape against the skin. He moved his hands down to Viggo's hips, giving them a squeeze as he took a step backward toward the bed. "Gonna finish undressing me?" he asked when he realized his pants were still on, a smile one his face.

Mouth hanging open, Dave couldn't tear his gaze away from the two men, how they looked so beautiful together, so right together. Shifting in his chair, he shuddered-flinched as the seam of his jeans pressed firmly against his growing erection. Looking up he caught Viggo's eye as he looked away from him, without warning, the heat that pooled in his lower belly became a full out fire. /Oh holy fuck, I'm not going to last.../

"If it gets you closer to fucking me," Viggo grinned breathlessly while unzipping Liev's fly. He slid his hand inside to rub his hand against the cramped erection before withdrawing it to push the pants to the floor. Viggo then backed up until he felt the bed against his legs and slowly lowered himself holding his hand out to Liev.

Liev pulled his feet out of the discarded pants and let his eyes travel over Viggo's body as he moved back on the bed. For a moment Liev was half tempted to leave Viggo on the bed by himself, if nothing more than to let their guest see what Liev loved looking at all the time. But the look on Viggo's face, the way his own body felt, Liev knew that wouldn't work tonight. Kneeling on the bed Liev followed Viggo up to the center, placing light kisses up Viggo's chest as he settled himself between Viggo's thighs.

Watching Liev walk towards the bed he couldn't resist stroking himself ... just the flat of his fingers along the underside. Liev was hard too and Viggo loved the way his cock moved with each step. He spread his knees a little farther apart knowing just what was needed to accommodate Liev between his thighs; his hand leaving his own flesh to slide down Liev's spine and back up to cup his head.

Liev leaned his head in when he felt Viggo's fingers in his hair. "Beautiful," Liev whispered against Viggo's lips, not quite kissing the other man. Instead Liev pressed his hips forward, letting their bodies press against each other, feeling the press of Viggo's cock against his own. Holding Viggo's gaze Liev reached for the lube they'd set out earlier, squeezing some of the liquid into his hand without looking.

Leaning back, Viggo arched a little opening himself up for Liev. His eyes were already half lidded as he watched Liev ... "Need you now Liev," he whispered hoarsely.

"Oh god..." The whisper was so low, it floated lighter than the breeze. Realizing he's spoken aloud, Dave clamped his lips shut, not wanting to interrupt the two men. Unconsciously he shifted on the chair, causing the seam to again move over his balls and cock. Moaning lightly, blue eyes stared unblinking at the other men.

Stroking his cock with a slick hand Liev made sure he was sufficiently coated before sliding his hand up the inside of Viggo's thigh. Liev dropped his head to Viggo's shoulder, licking at the skin as he slipped two fingers into Viggo's body. He knew Viggo could handle less preparation when he was like this, hard and throbbing against Liev's stomach, but tonight Liev didn't want to chance it.

A muted grunt escaped Viggo's lips when the fingers penetrated him and he turned his face to Liev, mouth right next to his ear and whispered, "I love you so much Liev ... need you in me."

Liev shivered at the whisper, the simple words still getting to him after everything. Pressing one last kiss against Viggo's shoulder Liev let his fingers slide out of Viggo's body and shifted, guiding one of Viggo's legs up around his hip. Leaning up on his own knees Liev held Viggo's gaze as he positioned himself. "Love you," he whispered back, pressing his hips forward, his cock pressing into Viggo's body.

Shuddering and whimpering, Dave slid his own hand toward his stiffening member, lightly scraping his nails over the denim and sending tiny vibrations over his cock.

Viggo gave a low groan when the flair of the head slipped into him. He lifted his legs higher and crossed his ankles around Liev's hips pressing his heels down to encourage Liev to fill him completely. Viggo vaguely registered a faint sound from the other part of the room and tilted his head to give Dave a small nod before the pressure of Liev's cock pulled his attention back.

Once Liev was fully sheathed inside Viggo's body he paused a moment, enjoying the tight pressure around his cock. Leaning in Liev pressed a kiss against Viggo's cheek and settled in against Viggo's body. When he felt Viggo's hips press up against him Liev started a slow rhythm, pulling his hips back slowly before pushing forward again.

Nearly choking on the rising desire, the redhead shifted again, taking his balls into his hand. Squeezing gently... but that wasn't enough. Working on auto, Dave stood and lowered his jeans and boxers, letting them pool at his feet. Sitting on the chair once more, he rested one leg over the arm, opening his body. Cupping his cock and balls with one hand, he sucked on a finger, wetting it thoroughly, then slid it inside himself, shuddering at the feel.

Dave's movement caught Viggo's eye and he watched his friend reposition himself while flexing and clutching his fingers down over Liev's ass. He looked back up at Liev and felt the flutter of his belly when his eyes instantly met his lover's.

Liev watched Viggo's face as he turned his head, smiling slightly when he saw the look on Viggo's face. Shifting the position of his knees Liev let out a low groan when he felt his cock slide in at just a slightly different angle. When their eyes met Liev brought their lips together, needing to taste Viggo.

Viggo always could lose himself in Liev's kiss ... his lips were soft and their tongues languidly moved with each other. Their breath mingled and came in moaned puffs with each roll of Liev's hips ... need you so much

Liev moaned Viggo's name as he moved, shifting his weight onto one hand so he could move his other hand down Viggo's body, fingers caressing his hips. He could feel the insistent press of Viggo's erection against his stomach with each thrust but held himself back from moving to take it into his hand.

Whimpering, Dave bit his lip, stifling any sound for the moment. Slowly adding a second finger, the redhead began to slide them in and out, teasing himself by lightly brushing over the bundle of nerves. The hand cupping his cock fisted, then relaxed only to fist again.

"Fuck Liev," Viggo moaned and pushed up. "Touch me ... please touch me."

At Viggo's plea Liev moved his hand between them, running along the side of Viggo's cock before taking it fully into his hand. Leaning in Liev nuzzled against Viggo's neck, nipping at the skin as he swirled the pad of his thumb around the head of Viggo's cock.

Viggo's head fell back against the pillow and he let out a cry of pent up need; clutching almost desperately at Liev.

Liev started up a rhythm with his hand, matching his own thrusts as he moved inside Viggo. Licking at the skin under his lips Liev nipped at Viggo's ear lobe. "So hot," he whispered.

Thrusting his fingers in and out of his hole, Dave moaned.

"Gonna come Liev," Viggo gasped and already felt the tension building as he tightened the grip of his legs. "Can't hold on..."

"Come Vig," Liev whispered, moving his hand faster along Viggo's cock. Tightening his hold as he sped up his thrusts, knowing he wouldn't be able to last much longer either.

Short panting breaths stuttered across the air; Dave added a third finger and sought his own pleasure spot, nearly crying out in relief when he brushed over it. Fisting his cock harder, he echoed the same words Viggo and Liev said, "Gonna come..." Squenching up his eyes, they flew open seconds later, fear of missing any of the beauty before him causing the quick reaction.

"Oh fuck... fuck," Viggo called out when the first spasm wracked his body ... it hit hard and fast and he clenched down on Liev. Each wave felt like an electric shock passing through his entire body leaving him shuddering and whimpering softly in Liev's grasp.

When Viggo came the first thing that Liev was aware of was the tightness of Viggo's body around him and the hot liquid between their bodies. Leaning his forehead against Viggo's shoulder Liev thrust a few more times, gasping for breath at the pulse of Viggo's body before letting out a deep groan as he came.

Whimpering as the two men arched in their passion, Dave stroked himself harder, heat and lust battling for release. Continually stimulating himself, the redhead gave in to the need and pulled and twisted on his own cock. "Oh fuck!" Seconds later his palm began to fill with the first spurts of seed. In a much softer voice he shuddered through, "Oh fuck..."

Running his fingers over Liev's face Viggo gave him small breathless kisses interspersed with whispers of love.

Working through his own climax, the redhead watched as his two friends touched tenderly, soothing - connecting in so many different ways.

Liev let out a content hum as he caught his breath, stroking his hand along Viggo's stomach. Shifting his weight a bit Liev rested his body against Viggo's, ignoring the mess he was making between them and instead just enjoyed being with his lover like this.

As Dave pulled his fingers from himself, he was unable to watch further. The moves between the two lovers held a feeling much more intimate than anything he'd seen; Dave rolled to his side in the chair, and tucked his knees. Closing his eyes, he bit back another whimper, overwhelmed by the beauty of the love Viggo and Liev shared.

The faint noise drifted across the bedroom and Viggo turned to look at Dave and knew his friend needed him. With a small smile Viggo kissed Liev and indicated that he had to get up.

Liev followed Viggo's gaze and nodded his head. Giving Viggo a quick kiss back Liev pulled out of Viggo and rolled over onto his back on the bed.

Viggo eased his legs straight and sat up. With a light touch to Liev's lips Viggo pushed himself off the edge of the bed and walked quietly to the bathroom. Coming back in Viggo crouched at the chair and ran his fingers through David's hair while he whispered, "It's okay Dave." Gently soothing his friend Viggo wiped a damp cloth slowly over Dave's stomach, hand and softening cock. He leant in and pressed a gentle kiss to first cheek and then lips.

As Viggo's lips touched his, the redhead sighed; this is what he needed. A simple undemanding, comforting touch. "I can't believe how beautiful you two are together." Moving closer to Viggo, Dave needed the contact while he was coming down and sought more. Pressing a quick soft kiss of his own to the other man's lips, all the uncertainty began to fade. Looking toward the bed, David half hid by his friend's side, cautious about what kind of reaction he'd see on Liev's face.

Liev gave the pair a smile when he caught Dave looking his way. After Viggo had gone over to check on Dave Liev had sprawled out on the bed, using some of the tissues next to the bed to clean up. Logically Liev knew that getting a wet cloth would be best but for the time being this just felt more right.

Viggo turned to look at Liev and smiled then whispered to Dave, "Come on, it's a big bed." Brushing his fingers over Dave's face he stood up and held his arms out to his friend.

Rising to his feet, Dave kicked his jeans off the leg they were still attached to. Deciding between taking his shirt off or receiving a hug from Viggo was simple; half a breath later, he wrapped his arms around the other man. Taking his shirt off could definitely wait. "This okay? Liev okay with it?"

Rubbing his hand over Dave's back Viggo simply smiled and nodded. He eased back and gently removed Dave's shirt before pulling him into another hug. "It's all okay."

Allowing his body to relax into Viggo's embrace, Dave rested his hands on the other man's hips, just above the curve of his ass. "Thank you... both you and Liev for sharing that with me. You're incredible."

Liev had watched the two men, only half listening to the hushed words between them, and reclined on what Viggo always called his side of the bed. His body felt good, relaxed, after the rush of everything and he let out a content sigh as he stretched a bit. "Dave's staying right?" he asked when he noticed the two slowly making their way toward the bed.

Somehow hearing Liev say the words made the situation that much more intimate, more... intense. "You're sure? I mean... I can use the couch or something if you'd rather it be just you and Viggo..." Slowing even more, Dave started toward the bedroom doorway.

"Dave it's okay, honest," Liev said giving the other man a smile. "Viggo's right, the bed is big enough."

Viggo tugged Dave's hand in a gentle but insistent manner until they reached the bed. Crawling on Viggo snuggled up against Liev and then pulled Dave down so while being spooned by Liev Viggo could in turn spoon his friend. "See we fit," he whispered to both of them.

At first Dave was afraid to move, unsure of what to expect, but soon the comforting warmth of Viggo's body began to relax him. Sure they'd shared a bed before, many times, but both had had boxers on - and hadn't just watched the other reach climax - but this time, naked hot flesh pressed against his back and rump. Hot, naked Viggo flesh... Dave felt his cock stir again and knew that come the morning he'd have a raging hard-on that would require more than a trip to the bathroom for relief. Feeling as if words were necessary, Dave placed his hand over Viggo's as it lay on his hip... and found Liev's there as well - entwined fingers. "Thank you for tonight, it was incredible."

"You are very welcome," Viggo murmured feeling the warm buzz of sleep already starting to cloud his thoughts.

Liev nuzzled into the warmth of Viggo's body, pressing a light kiss to the back of Viggo's neck. "You're welcome Dave," he said, the words only slightly mumbled as he talked against Viggo's skin.

3 July, 2007; Viggo's Apartment; Viggo Mortensen, Liev Schreiber; NC17

Tue, 03 Jul 2007 07:04:11 GMT

[Cross posted to viggo_q.]

Drying off from his shower Liev pulled on a pair of loose pants and t-shirt before joining Viggo in his bedroom. The two of them had spent the day lounging around Viggo's apartment and after helping Viggo out at his gallery for the last few weekends the change was nice. When Liev saw the balcony door open he headed that way, giving Chicken a light scratch when he walked past her. "Are you still painting?" Liev asked and walked up behind Viggo, brushing his fingers along the man's sun warmed skin.

"I think I just decided to stop," Viggo smiled and leant back against Liev. "Mmmm you smell good."

"Decided to take a shower, clean up a bit." Bending down Liev sat behind Viggo. Leaning in he pressed a kiss against the same skin he'd touched earlier.

"You should have told me," Viggo grinned and reached back to run his fingers through Liev's hair. "I might have joined you."

"I didn't want to interrupt you when you were painting." Resting his chin on Viggo's shoulder Liev hooked an arm around Viggo's waist. "Besides I'm sure I can get coaxed into taking another one."

"Rain check then ... a shower or maybe a bath?" Viggo giggled wickedly and pulled Liev's arm tighter. "You know, I was talking to Orlando a while back and he was telling me about his new boyfriend ... seems they are into the bdsm scene."

Liev chuckled a little and pressed a light kiss against Viggo's throat, "Mmm, into that submission stuff then?"

"Orlando is yeah," Viggo confirmed, "You ever think about any of the kinkier stuff?"

"A few times, usually if I'd see something along those lines in a porn." Running his index finger along Viggo's bare stomach Liev watched the side of Viggo's face. "What about you?"

Viggo raised his eyebrows. "A bit ... been tied to a bed once and that was fun."

"Really now?" At the mention Liev tried imagining Viggo's arms tied up above his head. "What made it fun?"

"Yeah just being different I guess, except the other guy came before we could do anything." Viggo rolled his eyes. "Maybe we could try it sometime ... I know you have good self control."

Liev couldn't help laugh at Viggo's implication and looked over at the easel that Viggo had been working on. "I might be willing to tie you up if you want."

"Maybe when I don't smell of paint and turpentine," he laughed and turned around. "So what kinky stuff has crossed your mind Liev?"

"Oh, now we're getting into dangerous territory." Holding Viggo's gaze Liev shifted so he could lean against the edge of one of the chairs on the balcony. Trying to think over some of the things he had thought of...or hell, done, Liev realized he was blushing before he'd even said anything. "Had a boyfriend once that liked wearing woman's underwear."

"Yeah? So why are you the one blushing?" Viggo laughed. "Imagining me in pink lacys?"

"Oh God no," Liev shook his head and pointedly looked toward Viggo's crotch. "I think you're far too much of a man to pull that off Vig. I'm honestly not sure..." Shaking his head Liev stretched one leg out, lifting it up over Viggo's lap to use as a foot rest. "That relationship was complicated...never really could figure out why it would embarrass me."

"Complicated?" Viggo asked giving Liev a curious look.

"I was a bit...older then him." Liev shrugged and looked away from Viggo's eyes, a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips. "And worked for me at the time."

Viggo cupped Liev's face and grinned. "How much younger Liev? You been cradle robbing?"

"Not sure I can call it that when he pressed the issue." Liev nudged Viggo's thigh with his foot but nodded his head a bit. "Young enough he had to go after me quite a bit before I gave in."

"You play hard to get really well you know," Viggo smiled and pulled Liev's face closer. "I could never resist you."

Liev closed the gap between their lips, giving Viggo a quick kiss. "That bodes extremely well for me in your case."

Keeping their mouths touching Viggo murmured, "So what ya wanna try with me?"

"We could always see how many of your neighbors are home during the middle of the day." When he was done talking Liev nipped at Viggo's lower lip, surprised at how quickly Viggo's tone could make his mind go completely in the gutter. Particularly when it was the middle of the day and they were out on Viggo's balcony. Although considering their past...Liev was fairly certain most of the long term neighbors probably had seen the two of them together by now, but there were the occasional new ones.

Viggo grinned against Liev's lips. "You getting off on the idea of the neighbors watching us? Watching you touch me ... fuck me?" As he spoke his thumbs stroked the swirl of Liev's ear.

Liev's eyes drifted shut and he nodded. "A bit..." he whispered, tilting his head up so he could lick along the curve of Viggo's lip. "Although I'm not the only one that finds that erotic."

"You been talking to the neighbors?" Viggo said as his lips followed the path of his thumb.

Liev shifted his foot on Viggo's lap, sliding it under Viggo's thigh, tilting his head to give Viggo's mouth more room. "Mmm, more like your friend mentioned it to me."

Viggo pulled back. "My friend? What do you mean?"

Opening his eyes Liev looked over at Viggo and brushed his thumb along the cleft in Viggo's chin. "Saw Dave the other week, he said something about how hot the two of us would be to watch."

"He's right," Viggo mused with a grin, "But he had to have been joking. Dave wouldn't really want to watch us would he?"

Liev shrugged a little and reached down, squeezing Viggo's hand. "He got pretty embarrassed."

"I bet he did," Viggo giggled at the thought how red Dave would have blushed. "How did you react?"

"To knowingly have him watching?" Liev watched Viggo's face and ran his finger along the inside of Viggo's palm. "Might be a little...odd."

Viggo tilted his head and shrugged. "Might be fun too?"

"Is that something you'd like?"

"Dunno ... maybe?" Viggo said in a non-committal way a little worried at what might be going through Liev's thoughts. He looked down at their hands and shrugged again.

The way Viggo answered made Liev a little nervous but he pulled Viggo's hand up to his lips and kissed the back of it. "We're just talking Vig..." he said softly and tugged on Viggo's hand wanting his boyfriend to move closer.

"I know," Viggo nodded and smiled as he pressed against Liev enjoying the heat of his body. "I just worry what you'd think if I said I'd like to do it."

"I can understand that." Liev moved his hand up Viggo's arm, watching the progression of his hand. "I also remember you're younger then me Vig, could have different ideas, or wants." Leaning in Liev nudged the side of Viggo's cheek with his nose. "Now if you suggest a three way I might be worried."

Viggo frowned and shook his head. "I want you Liev," Viggo murmured and turned his face to meet Liev's lips. "Maybe we could let him see just how much I want you?"

Liev leaned into the kiss, pressing up against Viggo's body a little. Taking a deep breath when he pulled back Liev couldn't help but smile a bit at the thought. "You want him to see me fuck you," he said, not really posing it as a question this time.

"I want the whole world to see you fuck me," Viggo breathed against Liev before capturing his lips again.

Liev groaned slightly against Viggo's lips. I want the whole world to see... Stroking his hand down Viggo's chest Liev pushed the thoughts of having someone else around them away and concentrated on feeling Viggo against him.

"Here and now would be a start," Viggo mumbled, his words almost lost in the kiss.

"Here good," Liev said and deepened the kiss, sliding his hand behind Viggo's head to tangle in his hair. Shifting under Viggo he let his thighs open enough so Viggo could settle between them, wanting to feel the press of him.

Viggo moaned as his tongue twined with Liev's and he pushed against him until his lungs screamed for air. "Do you think I should see if Jake's around?" Viggo muttered breathlessly when forced to break the kiss.

"I'm sure he's been desensitized by us." Moving his hands down Viggo's back Liev let his fingers dip under the top of his pants, the pads of his fingers just barely teasing Viggo's crease.

Reaching down, Viggo flicked the buttons on his jeans and pushed them open. "Think we should at least move behind the hanging baskets?" he suggested not really concerned about who saw them, but wanting to avoid being arrested.

"Mmm, I'll go where you lead," Liev said and slid his hand further into Viggo's pants, giving his ass a squeeze.

Moving away from his canvas, Viggo edged them back into the dappled light behind the fernery of hanging baskets. "Better," he whispered and leant against the wrought iron lattice work careful not to crush Liev's hand.

Liev followed Viggo, knowing it would be better to be away from the street access, especially in the middle of the day. Pushing a hand between Viggo's cheeks Liev pressed his body up hard against Viggo's. "Much better," he whispered, rolling his hips against Viggo's slightly.

Pushing back Viggo growled, "I need skin ... lots of skin." As he spoke his fingers gripped the hem of Liev's t-shirt and started to push it up over his belly.

Liev licked his lower lip before taking a step back that it gave Viggo enough room to take his shirt off. "Lots of skin and public...definitely got you interested with talk."

"You bet," Viggo grinned and hauled the shirt off over Liev's head instantly dipping his lips to the pulse point of Liev's throat.

Viggo's lips were warm and wet against his skin and Liev let his eyes fall shut. Pushing his own pants down over his hips Liev took a step in against Viggo's body again, definitely agreeing that it was much better to have more skin between them.

Trailing the back of his fingers down Liev's body Viggo pushed his hand between them until he could tease the head of the already hard cock.

Liev groaned and rested his head against Viggo's shoulder, his hips pressing forward on instinct. "Love your hand on me," he mumbled against Viggo's skin, his own hand moving along Viggo's stomach.

"Very mutual," Viggo murmured not quite willing to remove his mouth from the sweet smelling skin. He eased back just enough to slide his fingers down around Liev's shaft.

When Viggo's hand dropped lower Liev knew he wouldn't have to worry about getting something for lube. No way would they be willing to hold back enough for that stage of the game. Instead of keeping up the teasing touched on Viggo's stomach Liev framed his fingers around the base of Viggo's cock, curling around the shaft slowly.

"Been a while since we've done this," Viggo grunted and pushed into Liev's hand.

"I'd say we're overdue then." Liev pressed a kiss against the base of Viggo's neck as he started stroking Viggo's cock in counterpoint to the light thrusts, his own hips slowly picking up the same rhythm.

Viggo's chuckle was already breathy as the started their own form of dance ... each of them rocking together. "Feels so good..."

Liev didn't reply verbally and instead moved his free hand down Viggo's back, resting his fingers along the small of Viggo's back. Shifting his hips just a bit Liev let out a moan when their cocks brushed as they moved.

The moan was enough to make Viggo ease still closer to Liev almost crushing their hands between them. He thrust hard into the other man's fist while turning his face to nip at Liev's bottom lip.

From the press of Viggo's body against his Liev finally gave up actually moving his hand over Viggo's cock and instead let their rocking motion let his fingers move over his cock. Liev could feel his own cock pulsing between them and he let out another moan. When he felt Viggo's lips on his again Liev opened his lips enough to catch Viggo's lip between them, sucking lightly at it.

Their movements took on a more urgent note as they fucked each other's hands. Viggo gasped into Liev's mouth letting him know just how close he was getting.

Liev let his tongue dip into Viggo's mouth briefly before he pulled back, just resting his lips against Viggo's. Tightening his fingers around Viggo's cock as much as he could Liev's own thrusts sped up. Not even bothering with a warning Liev shut his eyes as he gave in and came between them, his groan wavering as he rode out the rush.

The splash of come was unexpected but Viggo used it, sliding the tip of his cock over the fluid and increasing his own thrusts. Dropping his head to Liev's shoulder Viggo let out a muffled cry when the first of the waves hit.

Liev tightened his hand against Viggo's back, his fingers sliding up along the bit of sweat on Viggo's back. Still trying to catch his own breath Liev leaned his head against Viggo's, concentrating on the feel of Viggo's cock throbbing in his hand.

It took Viggo several seconds to come down from his release and he grinned against Liev ... "Well that wasn't quite what I expected when I came out here to paint."

"Is it ever when we get like that?" Liev asked jokingly and let out a deep breath, hooking both of his arms around Viggo's waist.

"That's true," Viggo leant back and put his sticky fingers in first his mouth then Liev's.

Holding Viggo's gaze Liev sucked at the fingers in his mouth, dragging his lips down each one separately.

"Mmmm," Viggo murmured and giggled softly, "You think Dave would want to watch that?"

"Oh god...probably." Liev shook his head and bumped his hips against Viggo's.

"Will we ask him?" Viggo suggested and tilted his head suggestively.

Liev looked over Viggo's face before leaning the two of them against the glass door behind him. "Would that effect us? Or you two?"

Viggo shook his head, "I don't think it would hurt to let anyone see how much we love each other."

"Well that's a nice way to look at it." Liev grinned and leaned in to kiss Viggo.

21 May, 2007; Lucid Dreams Theater/Diner; Liev Schreiber, Dave Wenham; PG13

Mon, 21 May 2007 09:30:49 GMT

[Cross posted to daisydavid.]

Dave had finished early with his morning projects and decided to treat himself to a decent lunch, he'd skimped the past few days and at day's end had felt miserable. Passing a doorway, he paused then realized he was close to Viggo's Liev's place.

Darting across the street, he cautiously opened the door and steped inside, the soft thud as it settled back into place sounded abnormally loud in his ears. Walking toward the stage, Dave looked for Liev, but couldn't find him.

Liev came out of the guest bathrooms just in time to catch the theater doors closing shut. Wondering which of the missing staff might have shown up for work he opened the door and poked his head in. Just seeing the back of the man it took Liev a minute before he realized it was Viggo's friend. "Hey Dave," he said as he stepped into the theater. "How are you doing?"

Turning with a short gasp, the redhead heaved a sigh of relief when he realized it was Liev. "Hey there... I'm good... How about you?" Chewing on his lip, a nervous habit developed over the past few years when he was uncertain of a situation or his welcome, Dave shoved his hands into his pants pocket, only to pull them out moments later.

Liev gave the other man a friendly smile and leaned against one of the aisle chairs in the theater. "I'm doing good. Will be happy for the weekend though." He noticed the way Dave was fidgeting and tried remembering if Viggo had mentioned anything that would have Dave over here. Not able to remember anything in particular he decided to go the easy way. "So what brings you to the insanity that is my theater as of late?"

"Wha.. uh.. I uhm, See I, It's lunch time, and I was, you know, going to eat and thought... uhm, well maybe you'd like to join me? I mean if you're not busy!" Holding up his hand in supplication, Dave rushed on, "I mean I know you're probably busy and well, you know - too busy to take... to go for lunch, but... if uhm." Fuck, why am I so nervous about this... "So, if you've the time, care to have some lunch?"

Liev laughed a bit. "Calm down Dave. I'd love to go get a bite to eat." He gave the man a smile and looked around the theater. "I've come to the conclusion I need to leave this place at least a few times a week."

A bobbing nod and Dave smiled, "Yeah - all work and no play... Not that you're not fun, just..." Shut up idiot. "So anyway - whenever your ready." Looking around as if there were piles and mounds of obvious work to be done, the redhead shoved his hands into his pockets again.

"Let me just go get my keys and we can go." Liev gestured toward the theater doors. "Anywhere you have in mind?"

Shrugging sheepishly, Dave half laughed, "Not really, I don't know this area - just finished up some part time work and decided to treat myself to a good lunch for a change. You have any place around here you'd recommend?" Following behind Liev, Dave looked around the theater, the stage in particular caught his attention. "Is that a parquet inlay in the center?" Walking toward the raised flooring, he tried to see better.

It took Liev a minute before he realized what Dave was asking and nodded. "Yeah, it's been like that for awhile since all we tend to do is repaint everything when a show wraps. Be back in a gif." Liev ducked out of the theater so he could grab his keys, making sure to hurry back he was happy to see Dave was still looking around the stage.

"You know, instead of repainting it, strip it and put on a nice coat of varnish - heavy traffic kind. I'll be doing that at Sinful pleasures in a couple of weeks." Leaning over the foot rail, Dave got a closer look at the wooden design, "with the right finish, that would be stunning Liev," Turning, he smiled, "You've a beautiful place here - some amazing wood working."

Liev was surprised by the comment and the look that was on Dave's face. Ever since he'd met the other man he had to admit that now was the most calm he'd seen him look. Looking over the stage Liev tried imaging what Dave had told him. "Thanks Dave. Are you into construction type stuff?"

Shrugging, the redhead ran his rough palm over the wood, almost caressing it as if it were a lover, "Mostly handyman stuff, but the majority of it is woodworking, restoring, stripping, refinishing -that kind of thing." Facing Liev, Dave's eyes nearly sparkled at the thought of the floor being brought back to its former glory. "I love working with antiques, seeing them alive again. This floor, its most likely the original plankings, the design is very intricate, but simple at the same time. This whole building is probably housing a lot of the original wood designs."

Liev nodded his head. "Most likely. I've only had to really do a lot of restoration on some of the offices and side rooms. Not too much in the theater thankfully." Looking at the stage again Liev smiled when he saw the life in the other man's eyes. "Maybe after the current production you can run some of that by me again, get the stage looking a little more...fresh."

Eyes wide, Dave grinned broadly, "Really? You wouldn't mind? Fuck Liev, that would be great!" Going over the items in his head, the redhead couldn't help smiling wider, "It'll look fucking awesome!"

The soft rumbling of Dave's belly brought a quick flush, "Sorry - skipped breakfast. So, where to?"

"Yeah really." Liev smiled and looked at the stage. He hadn't had it redone in any way other than new coats of paint in the last five years. With all the other things coming in and out of the theater he was sure it was more than over do. When he heard Dave's stomach growl he shook his head. "Well we better get some food then. Do you like cafe's? There's one about a block from here that serves lunch and coffee sounds way too tempting to me."

Dave nodded, the smile firmly in place, "Anything at the moment, oh - do they have po'boys?" Shaking his head, the happy redhead answered his own question, "Doesn't matter, food is food! And coffee? Better. Lead on."

"They might, I usually drop by the place and get muffins on my way into work." Liev headed down the aile to reach the doors for the theater. "I've learned a lot of places around here have started doing that particular meal."

"Yeah, was watching the Travel Channel the other day and it featured New Orleans on a small budget... po'boys and muffalettos, and of course the beignetts... all of those are actually cheap and very filling." Blushing Dave dropped his head, "sorry..." As they reached the doors, Dave pulled one open, smiling at the work on it as well. "Great place you've got Liev, really is."

Liev waved off the apology. "Don't be sorry for noting things like that. Trust me I might look like I have money but most of my money goes into this place. Or my other endeavours." With Viggo on the front of his mind Liev had to shake his head a bit and looked over at Dave. "Thanks. This is one of the first times you've been in here isn't it?"

"Yeah, Vig might have shown it to me from the outside, but I've never been in." Walking into the bright sunlight, Dave blinked and shielded his eyes. "Fuck, forgot how sunny it was today."

Liev blinked as well, realizing he hadn't been out of the theater since he got to work that morning. "You'll have to come see a production sometime. I bet Viggo would enjoy the company since he usually hunkers down in the back."

Snorting laughter, Dave shook with it, "Oh man, the image of Viggo scrunched down looking like a garden gnome..." The noise from the streets assailed him, and David realized just how sound proof the theater was. Bumped from the side, Dave stumbled for a second then regained his balance. "Tourists, what a weird love/hate relationships..."

Liev reached out to keep Dave from falling and nodded his head. "Tourists are a blessing and a curse. Although it always makes for an interesting and changing environment."

"Thanks," Looking at the people who clogged the sidewalks, Dave feet a bit 'anonymous' in it all; hiding in plain sight... "So, which way do we go?"

"Towards the right, walk up a block when we hit the corner." Liev waited til the small crowd walked past them before heading exactly that way. "So how have you been? Vig mentioned you had a new job but that was all I've heard as of late."

"Yeah, only three days a week, but still more money than I made doing my part-time stuff." Moving around a small cluster of gawkers, Dave hid his giggle, he loved seeing the reaction other people had when he told them where he worked, "Ever hear of Sinful Pleasures?"

Liev shook his head. He dimly remembered seeing some flyers up for it when he was walking around town picking up groceries and the like but hadn't actually heard anything. "Can't say I have."

Dave spun around to face Liev, walking backward, his face alight with joy, "Oh man, this place is incredible! Four bars! Private dining rooms upstairs that can be rented for the night, different bands in each bar, uhm.. and each month!" Stopping, he stared at Liev, not realizing that this was one of the few times he'd looked directly at anyone other than Viggo. "I do the maintenance on it, all those great floors, the inlay like yours, the doors... Oh, and you've got to see the stained glass windows, stunning! You've got to take Vig there some night..."

Liev grinned at the excitement in Dave's face. Keeping his attention on the man and where they were walking Liev made sure Dave wouldn't hit anyone while walking backwards. "Sounds nice. Maybe I'll whisk Viggo over there. Haven't actually been out and about for awhile with him."

Showing more teeth with his smile, Dave nodded, "Oh... and I get a discount if I want to rent one of the rooms, and drinks are half price for me too... so, you know if you want to uhm," Bright color pinked the redheads cheeks, a softer smile on his lips, "if you want to take Viggo there for a special night or something." Shrugging, Dave turned around and nearly ran into a lamp post. Muttering to himself, he shook his head, "Fuck..."

"You okay there?" Liev asked trying not to grin at the blush that had shaded the other man's cheeks. The thought of taking Viggo out for a night sounded more appealing than he really wanted to admit. Moving so he was along side Dave again Liev nodded his head. "I might take you up on that, if you think it's something Viggo would like."

Blinking in surprise, Dave hid his chuckle, "Lets see, spending a night alone with you, or sitting on his balcony scratching his balls, hmmmmm, what ever would he chose... Seriously Liev, I think he'd love getting you alone." Chewing on his lip, the redhead tried to decide how to phrase his next comment. "Look, I'm not trying to butt in here, this is yours and his relationship, but I know he'd like time with you..."

Liev nodded. "I'd like to spend time with him too, especially after everything that happened at the beginning of the year. Could be nice to get away." He paused when they reached the corner the cafe was on, gesturing to Dave to follow him as he walked up a shop and into one of the doors.

Resting a hand on the other man's shoulder, Dave squeezed gently, "You two'll find a way, I really believe that. So if... if you want, at some point you can, let me know and I'll reserve one of the rooms for you guys. Since Sinful Pleasures is new, the rooms aren't that booked. Besides, I uhm, I get along well with the manager." Inhaling deeply, Dave smelled all the delicious aromas and seconds later, his stomach voiced its approval.

"Get along well huh?" Liev raised an eyebrow and squeezed Dave's shoulder in return. Appreciating the offer to get him a room to take Viggo to for a night out. Making a mential note to check his calender when he got back to the theater Liev looked at the crowd in the cafe and lead them to the end of the line at the counter.

"Yeah, he looks like a kid really, but damn - he knows his stuff!" Staring at the menu board, Dave was delighted to see they had po'boys on there. "They have them, great." Shuffling forward as the line moved, the redhead snickered. "Elijah - the manager - he was on the phone with one of the vendors, something about an order being late. He ranted and whatever, and finally when the guy shows up, he's a 6 foot mountain looking sheepish. Elijah is probably about 5 and a half foot tall - it was funny to see!"

"You know I've learned that little guys can have a lot of spunk. I'd much rather take on someone my own size." Liev laughed a bit when he realized how that had to sound. Looking over the menu he made a note of the food he wanted to get for himself and contemplated on the mix for the coffee.

Dave was certain Elijah had more than a little spunk in him and agreed with Liev. Grabbing a water from the cooler, he rubbed his stomach as it grumbled again. "Met Viggo's neighbor - Jake? Seems like a nice guy."

Liev nodded his head at the mention of Viggo's neighbor, remembering his meet with him all too well. "Yeah he seems like a good kid."

"Kind of quiet, easy going." Dave looked at the counter girl and placed his order, a feeling of pride welling up at the fact he didn't need to count pennies today. "Seems like it anyway."

"Should fit in with Viggo....or compliment him anyways." After Dave ordered Liev placed his own, ordering a large pumpkin spice latte to go with it.

Handing over the money, Dave whispered to Liev, "I uh... he's cute. Works at a coffee house kind of thing. Me and..." Feeling his face flush again, the redhead shook his head. "I went there for lunch the other day."

"Does someone have a crush?" Liev asked giving Dave a leering look as he grinned. Leaning in Liev dropped his voice.

Biting his lip, Dave turned brighter red and laughed softly, "I don't kiss and tell - or fuck and tell for that matter sir!" Pretending mock outrage, he nudged Liev with his shoulder.

Liev laughed and paid for his meal when the cashier told him the total. "And if you did I bet you'd tell my lover first wouldn't you?"

"In minute, excruciatingly intimate detail, right down to the last freckle... or the last," Dropping his voice low, Dave whispered, "drop of come."

"Now there's a play by play." Liev giggled a bit and walked down to the side they'd end up getting their food at. "Hopefully there's something that you can tell him. I know Vig loves a bit of gossip every now and again."

Side stepping a departing customer, Dave followed Liev, "If there was a back fence at his place, he'd be leaning over it with a cup of tea and the latest gossip."

"God I could see him doing that. Holding a cigarette in the other hand I'm sure depending on the gossip." Liev smiled at the girl behind the counter when he was passed his coffee and looked around to see what kind of tables were available for them when the food came up.

Dave tipped his head to a far table tucked into a corner, it needed cleaning, but they wouldn't mind, it was a place to sit. Picking up his order, Dave snorted, "Think he'd be seen outside the house in curlers?"

"Depends how much booze you have into him first." Liev picked up his own food and nodded his approval at the table Dave had gestured to.

Sliding into the booth, Dave put his own food down, the took Liev's until he could sit as well. "Pictures! We'd need pictures of that." Eying the food, the redhead stomach grumbled again, "Shit, I'm starving - skipped breakfast. So, the theater, how's it going?"

"Skipped on purpose?" Liev asked and took a sip of his latte before picking at the croissant sandwich he'd ordered. "The theater is going well. Keeping me busy but going well."

Concentrating on the food before him, Dave spoke offhandedly, "No food in the house." Savoring the first bite, he closed his eyes, and moaned lowly, "Fuck this is good."

Liev was pleased when he heard Dave's appreciation of the food. Nodding his head he tore off a bit of his sandwich and popped it into his mouth. "I like coming here, the foods always warm, even in the summer I like the feeling of my stomach being warm."

Nodding through his mouth full of food, Dave swallowed, "Yeah - a warm belly is good, either from the inside or out, doesn't matter." Resting his back on the cushion, he licked his fingers, "Should do this more often, you know? Just kick back and take a break during the day."

Taking Dave's lead Liev relaxed in the booth, letting out a content sigh. "I'd have to agree. Definitely have my days where someone has to point out to me that I need to eat, although that's not as often anymore."

"Me it's more of a money issue, but not any more." Dave allowed his head to loll on the backrest, his eyes half closed, "Liev... I, well, I'm not really sure what it is your theater does..."

Liev laughed a bit at that. "Mainly plays, productions like that. I have seasons where I rent it out and let other people show movies or run productions I'm not a part of. That's actually when I'm slowest."

"Are the seats removable? I mean so that the main floor can be one huge open area?" Dave had seen something like it on his drive down from LA, but couldn't remember where. Of course the place he'd seen was a much newer building and all...

"No," Liev said shaking his head. "Old fashioned theater, the only things that really move are on the stage."

"It maybe old fashioned, but it's gorgeous! That wood work you have in there... shit Liev! That has got to be some of the finest designs I've ever seen, all those wood types, the parquet, the in lay! Absolutely stunning! There is so much charm and elegance in the older buildings." Swallowing a long mouthful, Dave licked his lips.

"Maybe I should have you around when I want to do set pieces, with the way you talk." Liev grinned at Dave and nudged the man's foot with his as he picked at his sandwich again. "I'm rather protective of my theater."

Running his hand through his hair, Dave left spikes standing in every which direction. "I can understand why Liev, it's something to be proud of, what you've accomplished and all. Lot of hard work has gone into it." Biting off a huge chunk, the redheads cheek bulges as he chews. Swallowing thickly around the food, he burps. "Shit, sorry."

Liev waved off the apology. "Don't be, means that you're enjoying the food. Which is all that matters," he paused and popped a bit of his croissant in his mouth, swallowing it after a moment. "Well that and hopefully the company."

Dave picked up his water bottle and rolled it between his hands, watching as the liquid swirled, "Liev, uhm, I was a bit worried about doing this... I mean, in the past we've had very little time together, and I was... I wasn't sure we'd get on, and I wanted to like you because your important to Vig, you know?" Nearly dropping the plastic container, he placed it on the table and looked directly into Liev's eyes, "but I like you for you. Sorry if I've been elusive in the past; haven't meant to..."

Liev smiled, appreciating the honesty Dave was putting out there. "Dave I think I was more worried when I first met you than you ever could have been." Shifting in his seat Liev made sure to meet the other man's eyes. "I mean typically you always worry about impressing someones friends if you're seeing that said someone. They could scare the person off if they hate you. Viggo said nothing but good things about you before I met you. There's nothing you have to worry about."

"I just want him to be happy, and you do make him happy Liev, when he talks about you, he smiles, right into his eyes." Finishing off his sandwich, the redhead turned on the cushion, his leg bent and on the bench next to him, "You don't mind... The relationship Vig and I have, it might make some people jealous, but I love him, would do anything for him, but as best friends... you know?"

Hearing Dave say how Viggo looked when Viggo talked about him made Liev smile, his stomach feeling warm now and not from the food or coffee. "Not at all. Everyone needs friends, and I've never gotten the impression that I really need to be wary of you Dave. If you constantly were hitting on him I might, but I don't."

"So you don't mind the gropes? Good to know..." Unable to hold back his laughter, Dave shook his head, "No, seriously, one thing I'd never do, even if I was madly in love with someone, would be to hit on another man's man... that's just fucked up when that happens Liev, and then to cause that kind of pain to Viggo? Fucking wouldn't happen. He's happy with you - you make him happy, that's what I want."

Liev grinned again, wiping his hands with one of the napkins on the table. "Viggo makes me really happy," he said almost as a reassurance to Dave that he cared about his friend.

"Good, keep making each other happy and I won't have to kick your ass and drop your body into the swamps." A quick wink let Liev know he was kidding - somewhat. "So, what's planned for the rest of your day?"

"Need to send out some flyer's for the theater." Liev made a face as he said that, shaking his head. "I love my theater but I've never gotten use to having to ask someone for money to help keep it open. I've been lucky with some of the investors."

Dave stared at Liev, his mind elsewhere... "Maybe I'm speaking out of turn here... but the guy that owns Sinful Pleasures? His names Sean Connery, oh excuse me - introduced himself as T. Sean Connery... anyway," Waving his hand, the redhead lowered his voice, "he's really into art and stuff, maybe you could send him a letter or something?" Chewing his lip, Dave wondered if he'd insulted Liev, but then deciding he'd gone to far to stop now, plunged on. "From the pieces of furniture he purchased, he's got good taste and money... bought the entire building!"

"If you give me the address I can send some stuff by." Liev added that name to his list of people to contact. When he'd first started running the theater he'd always turned to other businesses for funding but as the years progressed he'd started branching out toward other single investors like Marton. Sending something to Dave's employer couldn't really hurt any. "I appreciate the reference. I usually have to run off those."

Shrugging Dave wiggled on the seat making himself more comfortable, "I figured it can't hurt... He's pretty posh and very elegant... figure he might be into it." Smiling, "Besides, by 'helping' you, it helps Viggo too..."

Liev laughed and nodded. "It does, means less headaches for me."

Dave hadn't sat and relaxed with anyone other than Viggo in over two years, being with Liev, he felt almost normal. "Yeah, having someone in your life, and being able to spend time with them is important." Looking at the other patrons, he wondered how many of them really made the effort for the one they loved; Liev and Viggo, despite having hectic and opposite schedules, still tried - made that effort, and it showed. "You know I'd do anything to help Viggo, and through him, you..." The words were spoken low, but the intent was clear and strong.

Liev smiled, feeling a sense of pride at those words. Reaching across the table Liev gave Dave's arm a squeeze. "That means a lot to me Dave. And it works both ways." Leaning back in his seat Liev took a drink of his coffee, hoping he hadn't possibly made Dave uncomfortable.

Eyes widening in surprise, Dave waited for the panic to start... and sighed deeply when it didn't, that was very good. "Thanks, like Vig says, you can't have too many friends... Shit, I quote him a lot don't I?"

"You sure you don't have a crush on him?" Liev said teasingly before laughing. "Viggo says a lot that's worth quoting. I wouldn't worry about it Dave."

Mouth hanging, Dave wasn't sure what to say at first, then blushed at the implication. "Well, maybe I do - but a small one. He is my anchor sometimes... But don't worry Liev, I know he lov... is yours. Wouldn't ever cross that line. Besides, my love life is so busy I wouldn't know where to squeeze him in." Busy? Since when do your right and left hands count as a love life?

Liev gave Dave a strange look when Dave suddenly changed his wording about Viggo. Feeling his cheeks redden a bit Liev nodded. "Just giving you a bit of a hard time Dave. So love life for you is going well?"

Blinking, Dave decided to give a bit back, "Yeah - I'll introduce you to them both." Hoping Liev would ask something about there being two, the redhead sat back with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Multiples huh?" Liev asked, enjoying the smile that was on Dave's face. "Anyone I would have met?"

Giggling through his smirk, Dave held up his right hand, "This is Ralph, and this," up went the left, "is Larry."

It took Liev a minute before it sunk in and he let out a low laugh. "God I walked into that didn't I?"

Nodding, all the while giggling, Dave covered his mouth, his words muffled, but still discernible, "Yeah! You've a good sense of humor Liev, I like that."

"Well I think being with Viggo requires it," Liev said a grin on his face as he watched Dave. "You know I don't think Vig will believe we went out to lunch without an ulterior motive."

Wide 'innocent' blue eyes swung to Liev's face, "You think?"

"Well considering we've only met each other a few times with him as company..." Liev giggled a bit. "Good thing his birthday isn't around the corner, he'd think we were plotting."
Winking Dave moved a fraction closer, "Tell him I was trying to seduce you away from him. That should make him piss himself with laughter." Yeah, Viggo would never believe I went after someone.

"Viggo, he...he wants me all for himself." Liev moved the back of his hand to his forehead and giggled, knowing his bit of acting was way over the top.

A slow blink of eye, and David slid them over the other man, "Are you sure I couldn't persuade you to give me a try?" The campy response from Liev told him that this was cool, that he other man wouldn't take him seriously.

Liev eyed Dave back. "What hours do you work again?"

Showing a full set of white teeth, David grinned hugely, "Depends on what I'm 'working' at..." A single eyed wink and giggle and Dave bit his lip.

"And how are you not taken, you know how to flirt." Liev laughed a bit, his mind blanking on how to keep the joke going at the moment.

"Joking?" Trying to look crestfallen, Dave gave in and laughed aloud, drawing attention from another table. "That was pure bullshit and bluff Liev..."

Liev gave Dave a knowing look. "I'd hope, other wise I would feel a bit of a bastard."

Rolling the bottle between his palms again, Dave looked down and pursed his lips before speaking, "So why would that make you a bastard?"

"For joking if you did have feelings." Liev shrugged his shoulders a bit and pushed the empty plated over to the side a bit.

"That makes you a unique man Liev, most people are too concerned with their own feelings to really give a fuck about others." Tipping the bottle toward the other man as if in salute, Dave continued. "Don't change."

Liev smiled and gave Dave a salute back with his cup of coffee. "I'll try not to."

David lowered his gaze and stared at the nondescript pattern on the Formica table, swirls of brown and being creating an extremely ugly design. "You ever trust someone only to find out they..." Stopping himself, the handyman shook his head at himself and started another line of conversation. "So Vig tells me you've a dog. My place is too small, but I'd love to have an animal, tell me about her."

Liev caught the change in subject but decided to let it go. The sudden change obviously showing that Dave didn't want to talk about whatever he'd started in on. "Yeah, Chicken, she's a little fox terrier so a little....hyper at times." Liev laughed a little at that, remembering all too well days he'd get home late and she'd practically be bouncing off the walls. "Vig likes to call her Chicky a lot."

Blue eyes started unblinking, "You named your dog chicken.."

"Uhhh yeah," Liev said and blushed a little bit.

Nodding gravely, David pretended to see the wisdom behind the name, "Good choice, why..." A giggle escaped only to have its followers bitten off, "why did you call your dog Chicken?"

"Cause for the first week or so she wouldn't come out from behind the furniture." Liev waved his hand a bit when Dave bit off the giggles. "You can laugh if you want. I'm quite use to it."

"Actually Liev, I think it's kind of sweet. And considering how big you are..." Stuffing the rest of his laughter, Dave tried to be serious. "Do you carry her everywhere?"

"Occasionally." Liev used his hands on the table to show about how big she was. "I have a long leash so she can still run around. Viggo usually talks me into letting her off it when we're in a park cause she sticks around us with or without it."

"Sounds more like love than being chicken." Dave could imagine Viggo romping around the park with small dog, it would be just his kind of fun.

"She's kind of gotten over what I named her for. But it's her name." Liev grinned, looking a little more proud. "One of the best moves I made, getting a dog."

"You're a softie aren't you? Does she go to the theater with you?" Dave imagined them in the middle of some rehearsal, and Chicken darting across the stage.

"Definitely a softie." Liev shrugged a little at the other question. "I do sometimes, depends what's going on that day at work. If we're doing set changes I usually leave her home cause she gets too hyper."

"Oh shit, there's a bad joke in that..." Blue eyes twinkling in amusement at his own pun, David just had to say it. "Something about a 'chicken' running around like their head was cut off..."

Liev laughed, shaking his head at the image. "More like chasing off the stage crew. I'll have to let you see her some time, unless the idea of meeting a dog named Chicken scares you."

Tipping his head to the side and looking at the other man from the corner of his eyes, Dave raised a brow, "More likely I'd walk away with her."

"I'd jump you if you did," Liev said giving Dave's foot a poke with his own shoe.

Sitting up straight, Dave turned a devilish grin on the other man, "Is that something to look forward to? Oh, and do you think Vig would mind or join in?" The bright red infusion of color didn't hinder the redhead.

"Cheeky aren't you?" Liev laughed and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. "I think Vig would watch, then join in probably."

With eyes imitating plates, Dave blinked at Liev, his voice worse sounding than a dog's squeak-toy, "He would?!"

The expression mixed with the way Dave sounded was too much and Liev lost it, cracking up completely, nodding his head as best he could.

A surge of blood turned Davids face fire-engine red and he felt the heat radiate off himself, "Uhm..." Lowering his voice, he leaned toward Liev, "who... you and he and... I mean... oh fuck!"

Liev was still giggling but felt a little more like himself. "Who what?" he asked giving Dave a grin before shaking his head. "We haven't done anything like that."

"Oh fuck..." This time, the redhead had the grace to hide his face, his tone easy. "you fucker."

When Dave hid his face Liev reached over and patted the man's shoulder. "I think Vig would have told you had we ever had a threesome."

"Or at the very least, invited me to watch..." Mumbling under his breath, Dave chokes on the last of his water when his own words register.

Liev held back a smile and instead gave Dave an interested look. "You want to watch me and Vig Dave?"

At first the idea of watching two men have sex seemed wrong somehow, but after the initial 'societal taboo' wore off, it became tantalizing. Images of two very handsome men, pleasuring each other, and Dave sitting there watching each thrust or move... "Oh shit..." So low and heartfelt were the words, the redhead felt some of his anatomy respond. "Oh shit... you and Vig..." A deep shuddering breath, and he looked at Liev, "It'd be fucking hot."

Liev closed his eyes for a moment when he heard Dave's last comment, remembering the last time he'd been with Viggo like that. Swallowing to wet his dry throat Liev finally looked back over at Dave. "Who would you want to bottom?" Liev knew he was pushing things and could already hear Viggo in his head asking him what he'd exactly said and to who, but curiosity was winning out.

"Viggo." Dave blinked once, then twice then closed his eyes - unsure if it was to block the image or hide his embarrassment. His breath short and raspy now, the redhead's mind continued to churn erotic images; Viggo's face twisted in rapture, head thrown back, and neck corded with his impending release. Then the image of Liev, head bowed, hand gripping hips.... "Oh god..." Unconsciously, David reached below the table and adjusted himself, shivering slightly at the touch.

Liev could hear the drop in Dave's voice and felt a bit guilty when the other man reached under the table to no doubt adjust himself. Although on the same note Liev was a bit surprised that Dave had answered and that quickly as well. "Was this something you'd thought about before Dave or something that came up cause we were joking around?"

Shrugging, Dave averted his face, knowing full well he was still bright red. "I... It's just.. You and Vig? I mean, I'd have to be half blind and dead to not notice how good the two of you look... and..." Flaming hot faced, the redhead whispered. "it.. you.. and him and... So maybe I did think about it some..."

"I appreciate the compliment Dave." Liev reached across the table and gave Dave's hand a squeeze. Figuring the other man might need it. "Have you ever mentioned that to Viggo?"

Whirling to face the theater owner, Dave gaped at him. Finally finding his voice he gasped out, "No! Oh god no! Liev, I've never... I mean... no!"

"Hey hey, calm down." Liev gave Dave a smile he often used when trying to calm down any actors that were freaking out before a show. "I was just curious."

"You and he haven't... you know - with a third person?" Sending his question out on the breeze of his breath, Dave half hoped Liev wouldn't hear it.

Liev shook his head. "No, never done anything like that." Fingering the edge of the table Liev felt his own cheeks blush. "We might have had someone see us in the past, we haven't always been discreet."

A knowing smile slipped onto Dave's face, "Anywhere in particular? I might have to make a habit of going there on a nightly basis."

"Viggo loves his balcony for more than one reason." Liev blushed a bit before laughing at the thought of how often in the beginning of their relationship Viggo had gotten them out there.

Lifting his eyebrows, then wiggling them slightly, David 'tsked' his tongue. "Guess I'll have to convince Jake we should enjoy the view from his portion of the balcony then. We'll just sit in the corner, no need to worry about us."

"Could perhaps get the two of you in the mood then?" Liev asked, giving Dave a wink when he felt a bit more centered.

"Oh fuck..." Dave giggled; he wasn't opposed to spending more time with Jake, the other man had been kind and Viggo'd said he was a good person. "Maybe we should call out instructions?"

"Interactive fucking?" Liev asked, trying his hardest not to giggle.

Dave started to laugh harder, his face creased in lines and eyes narrowing to squints as he continued, "Oh no no! Joysticks, God no wonder that always made me laugh! We need to use joysticks..." Unsure if the other man got his joke, the he continued to laugh. "We could tell you what to do with each other's joysticks!"

"Don't trust me to know how to operate one on my own huh?" Liev asked raising an eyebrow.

"So now you'd like to play with your own, and not Viggo's?" Pretending shock, Dave `o'd` his mouth and placed fingers before it.

Leaning on his elbows Liev grinned. "Oh I play with Vig's plenty fine."

Taking the water bottle into his hand, Dave studied it as he slowly peeled the label, not meeting Liev's eyes, "Good thing you can't break those knobs."

"Thankfully, I know Viggo wouldn't be the only one suffering." Liev shook his head slightly and grinned at Dave. "I'd say this lunch has been rather productive."

Tilting his head, Dave stared at Liev, it had been far better than he'd expected. His original fears of being treated as 'Viggo's friend' instead of an individual were put to rest; Liev saw him for him. "Yeah, it's been great, thank you."

Liev reached out and gave Dave's hand a squeeze. "We'll have to do this more often Dave. You're welcome anytime."

30 April, 2007; Watermark; Viggo Mortensen, Liev Schreiber; PG

Mon, 30 Apr 2007 08:46:05 GMT

[Cross posted to viggo_q.]

Viggo sat on the floor and looked around the seemingly cavernous room. The walls were a crisp white, picture rails all in place and the spotlights wired and ready to be positioned. "I'm scared to admit it but I think the gallery is ready," he turned and grinned at Liev.

"Any reason you're scared of it being ready?" Liev asked and returned the smile. Wiping his hands on his jeans he moved over to Viggo and rested his legs behind him so Viggo could lean against them if he wanted. "This has been long in coming."

"Dunno," Viggo shrugged and appreciated the comfort of Liev near him. "I guess it's one thing to say you're gonna open a gallery and a whole other thing to actually do it."

Liev reached down and smoothed his fingers through Viggo's hair. "You won't have to go through this alone, just remember that."

"I think I finally understand that Liev," Viggo smiled and leant in Liev. "You ready for all my bitching and panic attacks when we open?"

"Wouldn't miss it." Liev grinned and stepped back a bit so he could sit down behind Viggo, resting one leg on either side of Viggo's body. "I think you'll secretly love it," he whispered against the back of Viggo's neck.

"Ya think?" Viggo laughed and pulled Liev's arms around him. "Better start getting my first exhibition organized huh?"

Liev remained quiet at first and just enjoyed the feel of Viggo against him. They'd been there most the day but this was the first time they'd really taken a break. "Do you have ideas for a first exhibition?"

"I had a few," Viggo said not sure about broaching the subject of Sean. "Been in touch with some local artists; might not go with all of them now though."

Liev rested his chin on Viggo's shoulder, running a finger along the side of Viggo's arm. "Any reason why?"

"One of them was Sean," Viggo admitted deciding he needed to be totally open with Liev.

Even with the time to process the events with Viggo and Sean the mention still gave Liev a bit of a pause, but luckily one where he didn't show it too much. Nodding his head as much as his position could afford Liev gave Viggo's waist a light squeeze with his arm. "Do you still want to show his stuff Vig?"

Viggo thought back to the sketches and how amazed Sean had been that he was interested in showing them. Viggo thought it through and nodded, "If I take out all the other stuff, his jewelry is really beautiful and the sketches equally so."

Liev was silent for a moment, reminding himself that Viggo had gone to see him at work just to let him know that he'd seen Sean. Doing a show wouldn't be different. Tilting his head Liev nuzzled into the side of Viggo's neck, inhaling his scent. "If you want to Viggo you should. That's why you wanted a gallery of your own right?"

"Yeah but I don't want you to feel uncomfortable Liev." Viggo turned his head to see Liev's eyes. "We're good now, you and me, and I don't wanna mess that up."

I don't wanna mess that up. Liev smiled and held Viggo's gaze, stroking Viggo's stomach with his thumb. "You're not gonna go off and shag him in the back right?" he asked, making sure his voice showed he was only teasing. Letting the humor fade a bit Liev leaned in so he could kiss Viggo's cheek. "We know we love each other Vig, we have to get back to trusting each other."

Even though he knew Liev was joking the question made his stomach clench under Liev's touch. "I want that," he said and smiled, "The trusting not the shagging."

Liev closed his eyes, resting his forehead against Viggo's temple. "Then we should work on it," he said and squeezed Viggo's waist again. "I can't promise it won't make me uncomfortable if we were stuck in a room together but I know you're coming home with me and not him."

"You definitely know that," Viggo murmured tilting his head just enough to catch Liev's lips.

Liev returned the kiss, enjoying the fact it was more of a gentle physical reminder that he still had Viggo. Letting out a deep breath Liev moved one hand so he could lace his fingers with Viggo's.

"I guess I better start some serious planning," Viggo grinned and shook his head in disbelief.

Glad to see Viggo a bit happier again Liev nodded, unable to keep from grinning too. "Welcome to my world love. Full of scheduling and employing...praying someone doesn't fall off a ladder and hurt themselves."

"Oh fuck ... I hadn't thought of that," Viggo groaned and laughed.

28 March, 2007; Viggo's apartment; Liev Schreiber, Viggo Mortensen; NC17

Wed, 28 Mar 2007 09:23:21 GMT

[Cross posted to viggo_q.]

Liev sighed dramatically when Viggo flipped the channel again. "Having one of those nights aren't you?" he asked giving Viggo a slightly playful smile before sitting down next to him on the couch, automatically hooking his arm around Viggo's shoulders. "Now I'm thinking it's a good thing we decided to stay in tonight. Leaning in Liev gave Viggo's cheek a quick kiss and settled back fingering the ends of Viggo's hair.

"One of those nights," Viggo repeated but leaned into the kiss. He flicked to yet another channel and found what could only be described as soft porn. Watching it for a few minutes Viggo asked, "You ever watch het porn?"

Considering what Viggo had stopped on rather then the three or four movies they'd watched a good ten minutes of earlier Liev nearly made a bad comment. Nearly. Shifting his attention from Viggo to the TV. "Yeah, usually was easier to get a hold of as a minor than gay porn."

"I used to watch it when I was drunk or high," Viggo said with a shrug watching a well endowed woman stripping for a pair of very interested men. "You ever jerk off to stuff like this?"

Liev laughed a bit and stroked down the back of Viggo's neck with the pad of his thumb. "On occasion, usually when I knew I wouldn't get caught."

With a chuckle Viggo turned and looked at Liev. "When did you last risk it Liev?"

"Someone's inquisitive," Liev said and chuckled, giving Viggo's thigh a poke. "Last time I risked it to this kind of material...maybe a year ago. I have other material to think of now."

"Hey, I'll admit I stroke off over you quite regularly," Viggo admitted pressing his thigh against Liev's.

"Now that paints a nice picture." Liev grinned and shifted his hand so he could rest it on Viggo's thigh. "Well you've definitely given me a lot of inspiration for getting off."

"Now that would be more entertaining than what's on the screen. Want me to help?" Viggo suggested in a low voice while he stood and backed up to the TV to mimic the slow dance of the woman on the screen a wicked grin on his face.

It took a moment before Liev raised an eyebrow, watching Viggo dance. "You want me to get off for you?"

Viggo shook his head and slid his hands suggestively over his thighs, "I want to watch you get off over me."

Liev's throat suddenly felt dry and he swallowed, watching the path Viggo's hands took up his thighs. The talk about porn, even the knowledge that Viggo got off thinking of him, none of it really effected him till now. Running his tongue over his lower lip Liev shifted on the couch. "Over you," Liev repeated, his hand moving along his own stomach.

With the crass 70's porn music playing behind him Viggo started a slow grind. His hands slipped under his shirt and edged it up exposing his belly and chest ... his fingers playing with the dark hair until Viggo hauled the fabric off over his head.

The idea of getting himself off while someone watched wasn't something Liev had ever seen an appeal in and he was fairly certain he'd be embarrassed if it was anyone but Viggo asking. Especially with the porn track in the background but with Viggo doing what he was... Christ. Liev gave his cock a squeeze through his jeans before leaning his back against the couch and lifting his hips. Keeping his eyes on Viggo, Liev undid the fastenings of his jeans and pushed them down his hips, dragging his underwear with them.

"You look fucking good like that," Viggo murmured and fought his desire to touch Liev. He leaned back, turned off the TV and sunk to his knees all the while moving his gaze between Liev's eyes and hands.

"Arched up like this?" Liev asked, finding it less distracting now that the porn track was gone. Resting back on the couch Liev pushed his jeans down a bit more, feeling them hook somewhere below his knees. He moved one hand up his thigh, feeling his cock twitch the closer his fingers got to it.

Viggo couldn't speak as he watched the progress of Liev's hand. He swallowed and let a small moan escape is lips.

Without intending to Liev echoed Viggo's soft moan and bit down on his lower lip. Finally moving his hand up the last few inches Liev traced the vein on the underside of his cock. Lightly stroking the shaft until he felt that hard throb when he was fully hard.

Oh God, Viggo crawled a little closer and settled just in front of Liev. His fingers gently brushed over Liev's calf and he pressed a soft kiss to Liev's bare knee.

"Fuck..." The word was barely a whisper and Liev gave up any last bits of self consciousness, wrapping his hand fully around his cock. Looking down at Viggo Liev alternated running his hand along his own stomach and thigh as he stroked himself.

Watching Liev's strong fingers slide along his hard flesh had Viggo aching. He rubbed his hand down and cupped his crotch squeezing in time to each stroke,

Liev let out a groan when he saw Viggo's hand drop out of sight. Shifting a bit Liev spread his legs, teasing the head of his cock with his thumb. "Need to see you Vig..."

Nodding, Viggo shuffled back, unzipped his fly and eased his cock out of the denim. Licking his palm Viggo started a slow stroke.

Liev's hips jerked up into his hand as he watched Viggo, his brain catching on the imagery of Viggo's tongue moving along his hand. Tightening his grip Liev sped up the pace on his own cock a bit, his other hand giving his balls a squeeze. "God Vig..." Swallowing to wet his throat Liev shifted his attention from the image of Viggo stroking himself to Viggo's face.

"It's hard to keep my hands off you looking like that," Viggo chuckled a little breathlessly. "Hot ... so fucking hot ... tell me when you're close Liev."

Tightening his fingers around the base of his cock Liev nodded. "Close already Vig," he said, letting his gaze drop from Viggo's face to the erection that Viggo was sporting. Picking up the pace Liev twisted his wrist just a tad, keeping the tight grip with his fingers.

Viggo watched Liev carefully; he knew the telltale signs of impending release. When Liev's stomach muscled clenched Viggo quickly moved forward and closed his lips over the leaking head.

"Christ!" Liev groaned his hips jerking up automatically when he felt Viggo's lips around his cock just as he came. Gripping the base of his cock hard Liev finally let go, just feeling the pulse through his cock, the wet tease of Viggo's lips.

Swallowing the first splash of come Viggo sunk down on Liev's cock. He stopped the movement of the hand on himself while the other reached up to slide over Liev's chest.

Liev felt like he was on overload, moving his hand from his cock he cupped the back of Viggo's head. Shifting his hips he let out a shuddering breath, fingers tightening in Viggo's hair.

Running his lips over the still twitching flesh Viggo took his time licking while looking up through his eyelashes at Liev. He moaned around the head before finally letting it pop from his lips.

"God Vig," Liev whispered, running his hand through Viggo's hair. He drug his thumb down the side of Viggo's jaw, keeping his eyes trained on Viggo's face.

Viggo turned his face and took the thumb between his lips flicking it with his tongue. His hand moved back to his cock and he grinned when his breath hitched at his own touch.

Liev grunted, suddenly wishing he had his pants completely off so he could maneuver more. "What do you think of when you jerk off to me?"

"Oh fuck ... " Viggo groaned and let his head fall back. "Your hand not mine ... your voice in my ear describing what you want to do to me."

Shifting again on the couch Liev moved his hand down Viggo's throat, feeling the steady pulse of his heartbeat. "Do you ever use aids?"

Viggo kept his eyes on Liev and nodded.

Oh God. Liev felt his head swim suddenly and leaned forward, using his hand to guide Viggo up enough that he could press their lips together.

Viggo kissed back with near desperation; his lips shuddering with the force of each pull on his cock. The fingers of his other hand pushed into his jeans to cup and squeeze his balls. "Gonna come..." he moaned into Liev's mouth.

Sucking on Viggo's lower lip Liev dropped one hand to run down Viggo's bare chest, tweaking his nipples. Liev moved his lips down the side of Viggo's jaw, stopping when he reached the shell of Viggo's ear. "Come for me Vig..."

"Fuck fuck fuck..." Viggo gasped as his thighs tensed and the first spurt of his release striped his hand.

Liev purred and moved to press his lips against Viggo's, muffling his cries, letting his hand cover the head of Viggo's cock. Feeling Viggo's release coating his fingers made Liev suck on his lower lip, already imagining how it would taste to clean it off his fingers.

"Liev ... " Viggo moaned against the tender lips as the spasms eased and he slumped back onto his heels. His hand leaving his cock and threading through Liev's both slippery with his come.

"Fuck you are so beautiful." Giving Viggo's hand a squeeze Liev slid to the floor, his knees just barely fitting between Viggo and the couch. Pulling their joint hands up Liev licked at some of the liquid from between their fingers.

Viggo crawled up from the floor and back onto the couch. He leant over to kiss Liev then lay his head back, "Next time I'll wait and watch you come," he grinned.

Liev raised an eyebrow and settled against Viggo, his hand just barely tracing a line down Viggo's thigh. "Next time," he said softly, kissing Viggo's shoulder.

14 March, 2007; Lucid Dreams Theater; Liev Schreiber, Johnny Depp; PG

Thu, 15 Mar 2007 03:11:00 GMT

[Crossposted to johnny_quarter.]

Johnny was wandering aimlessly, the school day over and nothing really artistic coming to mind for a change. New Orleans was starting to warm up, and for this he was thankful--soon there'd be tourists to paint and busk for again, assuming all the rising crime rates lately didn't scare them away. As he walked, he took random turns, not really paying attention to the direction he was walking but trusting his feet to keep him from straying too far, and was surprised when he came across the facade of a theatre.

"Lucid Dreams..." he muttered to himself, smiling when he remembered the strange encounter a couple of months ago with the man at the bar. The theatre's owner, if he remembered correctly.

Johnny stood outside for a few minutes, unsure whether to go in. They'd left things fairly friendly, and he'd enjoyed hanging out with Liev in his apartment even though things hadn't gone quite according to plan, but he knew not everyone was as laid-back and flexible as himself, and maybe the fact that Liev hadn't called meant that he wasn't really interested in a friendship with a stranger he'd met in a bar under odd circumstances. Still, the worst the man could do was ask him to leave, and Johnny figured there was a good chance Liev simply felt guilty or embarassed about how things had gone down. Making up his mind, he stepped inside the front doors of the theatre and tried one hallway, coming to a dead end and then taking a turn when he thought he heard a voice. "Bingo," he whispered to himself with a smile when he kept walking and realised the voice was a familiar one, on the phone from the sound of it.

Poking his head around the doorframe, Johnny raised his hand in a wave, smiling and then stepping back to let Liev finish his phone conversation.

Liev nodded to himself as he jotted something down that the person on the phone had said. For the last hour he'd been calling up the people that supplied concessions to the theater, making some new orders to help restock the concessions stand and was thankfully on the last call. As he finished writing down the change in cost to his account Liev looked up in time just to see someone wave from the doorway. Expecting it to be Mark, Liev froze a second when he saw exactly who it was. When the inital shock wore off Liev returned the smile and shook himself into finishing up the conversation. Jotting down the delivery date Liev hung up the phone and took a breath before getting up from his desk. "Well, you're certainly not who I expected to see," he said when he walked over to the door to greet Johnny, not sure what else to say really.

"Sorry man," Johnny replied with a smile, interpreting Liev's surprised look as a not-quite-welcome and extending his hand in at least some semblence of politesse. "Maybe I shouldn't have, but I ended up across the street from the theatre and I figured it was fate, might as well say hello. I can go if I'm interrupting..."

Liev shook his head and took Johnny's hand. "No, not at all." Realizing he probably wasn't going about this the right way Liev looked down and laughed a bit at himself. "Sorry, I didn't mean that the way it probably sounded. It's fine you stopped in."

"It's all right," Johnny replied quickly. "I know you probably didn't expect to see me showing up in your office. Things been going okay, though?" Better than that night? he meant, but didn't say. He figured Liev would get the implication.

At the question Liev nodded and gestured for Johnny to come into his office. "Yeah, things are going better. Giving things another go."

"With the boyfriend?" Johnny asked, remembering the vague clues Liev had given him the last time as he stepped inside and looked around. "That's great. Congratulations."

"Yeah, the boyfriend," Liev said and picked up a few things off the chair meant for guests and set it aside so Johnny could sit down. "Thanks. Things aren't perfect but better."

"Well better is better than not good," Johnny reasoned, taking a seat Indian-style in the chair. "Was a tad bit worried about you after the last time. Hope he's treating you better than before."

Liev smiled when Johnny sat down and leaned against the edge of his desk to keep from putting a barrier between them. For any other stranger Liev would have thought it odd that someone was worried about him from a drunken meeting, but with Johnny it somehow seemed to ring a bit more genuine. "He is. We're working on things. How are you doing?"

"Good. I'm doing all right. Hit a bit of an artistic lull, but it happens to the best of us. I'm trying to get out of the apartment more, you know, went to Mardi Gras and all that hoping to come up with some ideas. Better than sitting inside listening to the news and getting depressed by all the murders," he reasoned with a roll of his eyes. "We've had some parents pull their kids out of school and move recently because of it, if you can believe that. Like New Orleans hasn't always been the so-called 'murder capital.'"

"That seems silly to pull kids out of school just because of that." Liev shook his head, pulling up things he'd been hearing in passing as well. "I can understand if you lived in an area that's getting hit like that but just to because of fear seems a bit drastic. Especially if you toughed it out this long."

"We have a lot of different kids, from different backgrounds," Johnny explained with a shrug. "Most of them I don't really give a shit about, I mean, off the record. But every year you get a few you really want to give a push in the right direction. Especially teaching art and music, I tend to connect with the 'weird' kids who aren't all that respected by their peers. I certainly know the feeling, too. I guess I just want to give them the chance to maybe make it through school where I didn't, but in the end that's their call. Doesn't help if the parents are shunting them all over the country, though."

"I give you props for trying. As much as I try and help people out here I've never been very good with kids." Liev laughed and shiftes something on the desk behind him so he could sit on the edge instead of just lean against it. "I agree though that trekking kids all over the country isn't bound to help them in any manner."

"Well these 'kids' are all at least fourteen, mind," Johnny pointed out with a grin. "You've probably got it worse, though, if you've got kids in your productions. Can we say stage moms?" he teased, pulling a face.

"Oh I think the youngest I've ever let in a production was sixteen," Liev said and held his hands up in defense almost. "I can't imagine having someone younger, although I have had a few stage moms hanging around all the time. Worried about the adults doing something corrupting to their children."

"Well you know those theatre types," Johnny joked with a fake leer. "It's all homosexuality, drugs, and nudity for you deviants."

Liev looked up in thought. "Check, not usually, and check." He laughed and gave Johnny a more honest smile. "Yeah, I know what the assumptions are, have run into some of the stereotypes myself actually."

Johnny laughed out loud at Liev's checklist. "I think I'd score a check mark in all three columns, but not 24/7. Well, maybe on the first," he amended, rolling his eyes at himself. "Stereotypes tend to have a grain of truth in them, though usually only that. Some of my favourite people have been 'theatre types,' though."

"I haven't done the second as often as I used to when I was younger. Used to all the time but kind of grew into the other two more as I aged." Liev grinned and tiled his head to the side to give Johnny a critical look over. "You having favorite theater types? Naw...never would have been able to peg that."

"Oh, I'm just a bundle of mysteries, I assure you," Johnny joked. "I think my mother for one is probably glad that I've mellowed as I've gotten older, though. I used to be a regular rebel without a cause... on a bike, no less. But these days yeah, sex is probably up there with the worst things I'm doing and even that not so often. I'm practically an establishment type."

"Now I know you're unique." Liev stretched his legs out and couldn't help but repeat that line in his head. Sex is probably up there with the worst things I'm doing. "Have to admit that I've never thought of sex as being bad, unless I think of sex with a woman since that's not my cup of tea."

"Okay, well maybe not bad per se, just up there on the list of things parents would prefer their children not be doing," Johnny amended. "And vice versa, as I prefer to assume that I was immaculately conceived."

"Well there is that." Liev thought back a bit to some of his more questionable relationships and could just imagine what his parents or his lovers' parents would have done. "Actually can see that a bit too well."

Johnny laughed. "Well we all have our moments. So what play are y'all running now? Maybe I should come back sometime and watch."

"My assistant's running a production that some of his friends wrote. Kind of quirky humor; it's his first time directing, though." Liev looked back on his desk at the calendar. "Will be running near the end of March if you want to come to it."

"I'll put it on my to-do list, then. I like quirky humour, even if it is a bit rough around the edges," Johnny replied with a smile.

Liev grinned and nodded his head. "Good, I know that they can use the ego booster."

"Well anything's better than the high school productions, I'd imagine. Our drama department, um... needs some work."

"That's too bad to hear, although not unexpected." Personally when Liev had gone to high school he hadn't gotten into theater, it was fairly boring and kind of stupid. It always amused him now considering his profession. "I use to hate the theater."

"Yeah? What did you want to be when you grew up, then?" Johnny asked.

"Used to want to be a writer," Liev shrugged his shoudlers when he got quiet. "It seems weird now but I liked writing things down all the time and thought it would be cooler getting paid money for food and toys for doing what I did."

Johnny smiled at Liev's answer. "I like that," he replied, folding his hands under his chin and resting his elbows on his knees. "Things make so much sense when we're young... maybe it's better to go back to that simplicity than sweating all the small stuff."

"I'd love for that to happen. Just to kind of ignore everything and enjoy life." Liev sighed and looked over at Johnny, remembering all the art stuff in the other man's apartment. "I think you get that sometimes."

Johnny cocked his head to the side, considering. "I try to have that," he said finally. "I do my best to remember what's important, and to me that's creating and giving back... but a lot of the stuff I do is making up for some seriously lost time earlier in my life," he admitted. "It's never too late to remember your dreams, though."

Liev nodded his head. "Very true. I try and do my part, writing plays here and there. But I've kind of put my heart and soul into this place now."

"Well there's no reason you can't do both, but I can see that. It must be great to have an actual physical space that you can really say is your creation."

"It's kind of a reminder to myself that while I might not be doing something grand that I am making a mark with my life." Liev laughed when he realized how he sounded and looked at the ground instead of Johnny. "Sorry, not usually this dramatic in my every day conversations. Although I think I'm speaking more then I was when we first met."

Johnny laughed, practically a giggle, and covered it with the back of his hand. "You're fine, Liev, don't worry about it. Besides, when we first met you were a little, erm, otherwise engaged. I don't blame you," he joked.

Even though Liev had processed what had happened between him and Johnny the joke still made his cheeks color a little. "I think that's definitely one way to put it."

"Don't worry," Johnny reassured the other man when he noticed his blush. "I'm perfectly capable of hands-free friendship." Grinning, he raised both palms in the air to illustrate his point.

"Never crossed my mind that you wouldn't be. How's your art selling been going? I do remember seeing a lot of finished things in your place, at least I think I did."

Johnny nodded. "You did. Less stuff sells when the weather's cold and I can't set up shop on the street. It's not really happening for me right now but I'm hoping to be back with it soon."

Liev nodded, knowing all too well how the weather could drastically effect sales of things like that, especially in the Quarter. "Do you just try and sell your work or do you do commission kind of stuff?"

"I do a little of both, and sometimes I create things just for me, or make something and then give it away. It all depends on how I'm feeling at the time. I do tend to need a bit of flexibility with commissions though--I'm not exactly a portrait painter."

Liev waved his hand and shook his head a bit. "That can get boring sometimes. Do you have a portfolio of some of the commissions you've done in the past?"

"Sometimes I take photographs of things I like before they're sold," Johnny replied. "I'm not much of a businessman though, to be honest. I'm not good at portfolios and that sort of thing. You should've seen me attempting to type up a resume when I needed one to get hired as a teacher."

"That's when you pay someone." Liev nodded and thought about some of the changes he was hoping to do around the theater. "I'd like to see anything you have pics of that you've done."

"Ha, if I could've afforded to pay someone to do my resume I wouldn't have needed a teaching job," Johnny pointed out. "But I could show you some pictures of my work, sure. Maybe we could meet for coffee sometime now that I've scared you to death by showing up in your office unannounced," he added with a smile.

Liev waved his had at the scaring him to death. "Not to death, as I'm still here," he paused and gave Johnny a smile. "Just wasn't quite something I expected. But yeah, that would work. I can always use a good dose of caffeine."

"Brilliant. How about you give me a call when you can spare a free hour sometime then? I'm free most weekends, and weekdays after three."

"Sure." Liev grinned and reached behind him to get a pen and paper to write Johnny's number on.

After Johnny recited his number, he bent over the desk and gave Liev a one-armed hug and a quick kiss goodbye on the cheek. "I'll see you soon, then. Have a good week."

February 20, 2007; the Streets; Viggo Mortensen, Liev Schreiber; R

Wed, 21 Feb 2007 08:31:46 GMT

[Cross posted to viggo_q.]

The crowd pressed around them as beads were thrown from one of the floats. Viggo reached forward and snagged a handful of the purple, green and gold strands only to hand them to a group of teenage girls standing next to them. He smiled and winked wrapping his arm around Liev's waist. "Wanna head to the square and get a good spot for the bands?" he suggested close to Liev's ear to be heard above the parade noise.

Liev laughed when he saw the girl's reactions when Viggo leaned in against him. "We should," he said and kissed the side of Viggo's neck, just barely biting at the skin. He could still feel the buzz running through his system from the free drinks they'd picked up walking down to see the parade and leaned in a bit harder against Viggo.

The crowd was tight but they managed to make their way down along the street until they could slip into a back alley. Viggo instantly pushed Liev back against a wall and leant on him pulling his head down into a searing kiss.

When Liev felt his back suddenly hit the wall he groaned into the kiss, his fingers tangling in the beads around Viggo's neck. If he wasn't so buzzed Liev was sure he would have questioned what they were doing but he went with it. Pressing against Viggo Liev opened his mouth, completely letting Viggo dominate it.

His tongue twined around Liev's both probing and caressing until he pulled back to leave a stunned look on Liev's face. Viggo shrugged, "I couldn't resist a kiss in a back alley." Then stepped away pulling Liev with him.

Liev took a deep breath shaking his head as Viggo pulled him out of the alley. "Christ Vig," he said and laughed a bit, unable to keep from smiling as Viggo pulled him back onto the street.

Viggo laughed and grabbed another beer from a trestle table spilling some as they were jostled by the crowd. By the time they reached Jackson Square both men had a variety of beads and smelt of beer like most of the people already there. Viggo scanned the area and suggested, "Wanna find some grass near the back?"

"Sounds good to me." Liev looked around at the crowds and nodded almost as though he wasn't sure of his answer and had finally caught up. Going near the back would still be around people but not quite as many. Typically for events they stayed near the middle or back and considering how Liev was sure he couldn't walk a straight line having less people to trip over would be good. Leaning in behind Viggo Liev giggled a bit when their beads clinked together. "You lead."

Grabbing Liev's arms and pulling them around his waist Viggo started the awkward walk to the tree at the back. By the time they got there they were both stumbling and giggling as they all but fell to the grass. "Can you see the band okay?" Viggo asked, but pulled Liev's face away from the stage to kiss him.

Liev had barely gotten to his knees when Viggo pulled him into a kiss. Mumbling against his lips Liev gave up answering and bit at Viggo's lower lip, reaching his hand down to brace himself. All logical good things until he pressed his palm against a rock. Grumbling a bit Liev pulled away and looked down, pushing the rock aside. "You're horny tonight," he said and rested his cheek against Viggo's.

"Wanna see just how horny I am?" Viggo giggled giving Liev a little lick. "Might get us arrested though."

"Not sure I wanna be in there with the crazies." Liev giggled a bit more and shifted so he could sit between Viggo's legs. "Though later...costume time right?"

"Might be a bit wrinkled," Viggo murmured and wrapped his legs around Liev's hips. He ignored the look they got from a nearby couple and whispered, "How about we watch the first band and go home for the fireworks?"

Liev rested his arms on Viggo's legs and nodded. As much as Liev enjoyed being out and about for the festivities and music being back home sounded good too. "That would work for me. Lie out on your balcony and watch them, try and keep Chicken calm."

Viggo grinned at the thought of the little dog. "Dunno what excites her more; the partying outside or inside?"

"I don't think I want to know." Liev made a face and leaned back against Viggo, nuzzling the underside of his chin.

"You'll know when she sticks her cold wet nose in your ear wanting to know what you're doing to her Vig," he laughed and kissed Liev softly on the nose.

Liev wrinkled his nose a bit at that. "I thought we learned the lesson of keeping her out ... especially when you might get...vocal."

"She sings with me," Viggo chuckled and gave a very good impersonation of a Chicken howl.

"Nutter," Liev said even though he was laughing at the imitation. Stretching his legs out a bit Liev stroked his hands down Viggo's thighs.

"A nutter who loves you very much," Viggo mumbled and wrapped his arms around Liev.

Liev tilted his head as though he was thinking about that. Easily over acting the part a bit before nodding his head. "Yeah...there is that."

February 16, 2007; Theater/Viggo's Apartment; Viggo Mortensen, Liev Schreiber; NC17

Fri, 16 Feb 2007 11:28:37 GMT

[Cross posted to viggo_q.]

"Well that movie was...entertaining," Liev said and hooked his arm around Viggo's shoulders as they walked out of the theater and onto the street. He couldn't remember the last time that he'd gone out to the movies and had been pleased when Viggo agreed to go out with him. The movie had been okay but not really what he'd been looking for. He'd hoped for something a bit more...datey. "Hopefully this won't make you not want to go with me to the theaters again."

"I got to eat popcorn, drink coke and sit in the dark with you," Viggo laughed and slid his arm around Liev's waist. "Other than making out in the back row what more could I want?"

Liev smiled and leaned in to kiss Viggo's cheek. "Ahh, I knew there was one thing I forgot for a semi boring movie, making out with the hot man accompanying me." Nuzzling Viggo's cheek Liev looked back out onto the street so he wouldn't run into anything. When Liev looked back he smiled when he caught sight of someone watching them and Liev felt a bit of pride, his fingers sliding along the collar of Viggo's jacket. "So where to now?"

"My place okay?" Viggo asked with a definite gleam in his eye, "I have something to show you."

Liev raised an eyebrow at the look he was getting from Viggo but nodded. "Sounds good to me, I figure you have food that's not pop corn on top of the something you want to show me."

"I do," Viggo giggled, "and a good bottle of wine." He bumped Liev with his hip and started walking a little faster needing to get to his place as soon as he could.

"Wine, you having wine...somehow doesn't surprise me." Liev shook his head, matching Viggo's speed even though the rush definitely had him wondering what exactly had his boyfriend in such a...need to get home. I can think of one thing... Shaking off the thought Liev moved his arm down so he could take hold of Viggo's hand instead as they walked.

Viggo grinned and swung their arms. It had been a long time since they had moved past basic petting and now he had his results he was determined to change that ... every part of him ached for Liev.

When the reached the apartment Viggo had the key out and was up the stairs in an instant.

Liev looked up at Viggo's backside as he ran up the stairs and shook his head. "You really must have a surprise," Liev said as he followed Viggo, just barely walking in right behind the other man when he got to the apartment. "I'm assuming it's a good thing Chicken is at my place tonight."

Viggo shrugged and smiled hoping that it would turn out the way he hoped. He led Liev over to the couch and made him sit down. "Okay ... wine first," he nodded and quickly uncorked the bottle to pour their drinks. Viggo handed one to Liev and raised his glass, "Recover, rebuild and rebirth." The phrase had become a catch cry in New Orleans, but to Viggo it meant so much more.

Liev smiled at the toast and held his glass up, holding Viggo's gaze. He hadn't expected Viggo to break out some of the fancy wine, or toast, but for whatever reason he knew Viggo needed this. "Recover, rebuild and rebirth." he repeated reaching out to give Viggo's hand a squeeze.

Downing his glass in one mouthful Viggo looked at Liev over the rim and squeezed back. He eased his hand away and pulled a piece of paper from the bench. "I ah, wanted to show you my costume for Mardi Gras," Viggo said suddenly nervous and not sure of his plan anymore. "So while I change I thought you might want to read this?"

"Sure," Liev said giving Viggo a smile, hoping it would make him less nervous. Why is he suddenly nervous. Taking the piece of paper away from Viggo Liev didn't look at it right away. "You don't need help with the costume do you?"

"I might later," he said cryptically and went through to the bedroom. As soon as he was on his own Viggo looked at the purple, green and gold beads hanging over the end on his bed ... strings and strings of them. Okay Vig, you can do this. Stripping off all his clothes Viggo stood in front of the mirror and strung half the strands around his neck. He rolled his eyes at the thickening of his cock and ran his hand over it ... May as well make a total fool of myself.

When Viggo walked out of the room Liev took another drink of the wine before setting the glass down. Opening the folded piece of paper it took Liev a minute before he caught what exactly he was looking at. He got tested. Swallowing Liev looked further down on the page letting out a breath when he saw the negative across the board. Viggo hadn't told him he'd gone to the clinic. Running his finger over Viggo's name Liev looked toward the closed bedroom door and back at the paper. "Aww Vig," he whispered to himself.

When Viggo appeared in the doorway he wore a grin, strings of Mardi Gras beads around his neck and an extra strand hanging over a very prominent hard on. "What do you think of my costume?"

Liev looked up when he heard the door open and if his body wasn't already thinking of the possibilities of Viggo's results they definitely were now. Letting out a low whistle Liev set the paper down and ran his gaze over Viggo's body. "God, I hope that this is just for my benefit."

Viggo spun around giving a little dance and giggled, "I dunno ... I could join the parade and throw my beads to the tourists."

"Now that would be a tragedy," Liev said and stood up from the couch. Walking a little closer to Viggo Liev reached out and caught the edge of the string of beads that was hanging off his cock, giving a light tug. "I'd much rather have this to myself."

"Wanna dance with me?" Viggo drawled crossing his wrists behind Liev's neck.

"Yes," Liev answered, unhooking the beads from Viggo's cock. Once they were free Liev hung them around his neck and stepped in closer to Viggo, his hands sliding around Viggo's waist. "I really like that surprise," he said and leaned in to give Viggo a kiss.

Viggo grinned and twisted his fingers through Liev's beads while using his other hand to start pushing Liev's shirt off his shoulder. "I have more beads and you need to get in costume."

"Think you might help me get in costume?" Liev asked giving Viggo a sideways grin, his hands moving down over Viggo's hips. When he could feel the wiry hair at the base of Viggo's cock Liev stopped and switched his hand's path, running one finger along the side of Viggo's erection.

"Mmm I can do that," Viggo crooned and hauled the shirt down until it hung around the wrist of the hand on his cock.

When the shirt pooled around his hand Liev pulled it away, shaking the fabric off. "Somehow I thought you might." When his hands were free again Liev stroked his fingers along Viggo's stomach again.

"Pants ... not part of the costume," Viggo grinned and flicked Liev's fly open working his hands in beneath both denim and boxers to ease them down.

Liev let Viggo push the jeans down his legs until they pooled around his ankles. Stepping out of them Liev was thankful his shoes were laced loose when he was able to slip those off as well. "Are the beads in the bedroom then?"

With just a waggle of his eyebrows Viggo danced away from Liev his cock bouncing as he backed towards the bedroom pulling Liev by the single strand of beads around his neck.

Liev laughed and followed Viggo, unable to keep himself from watching the sway of Viggo's cock as they moved.

One by one the beads were hung around Liev's neck hooking the last strand over his own head as well linking them together.

Liev held Viggo's gaze the entire time as he hooked the beads around his neck. When Viggo put the last one on Liev took a step in, kissing Viggo at the same time he wrapped his arms around his waist.

Skin on skin ... Viggo pressed the length of his body against Liev enjoying the exchange of heat. "Wanna do our dancing on the balcony?" he giggled.

Liev bit back a groan and moved his hands down Viggo's back, giving his ass a squeeze. "You want to see how many more beads we can get?"

"Maybe not," Viggo grinned nipping at Liev's bottom lip. "Maybe I could see how many of your beads I can earn in here?"

"Mmm, I think that would be fun to try out." Liev pulled their bodies flush, rolling his hips a little so their cocks brushed against each other.

Wrapping his arms around Liev's neck and starting a dance to music that only appeared in Viggo's head. "Been wanting to dance with you for a while you know," he whispered happily.

"Mmm, you have huh?" Liev asked, letting Viggo lead since he knew the beat of the music. "Why haven't you asked me to?"

Viggo shrugged and continued to move them slowly across the room. "Dunno ... we never seemed to have time for stuff like this." He leaned in to kiss Liev and murmured, "Time for dancing now though."

Liev leaned into Viggo's body, resting his head on the other man's shoulder. "We never did do all the date like stuff did we?" he asked, his voice light as Viggo moved them around the room. "We should."

"Mmmm ... yeah," Viggo murmured, his fingers exploring the expanse of Liev's broad back before turning to lick and kiss near Liev's ear. "But right now I think we could continue this dance in bed."

"You won't hear me object." Liev grinned and tilted his head to the side so Viggo had more room to explore. "I'm assuming that piece of paper is significant in that dance."

"We can tango rather than waltz," Viggo whispered in Liev's ear as he felt the bed against the back of his knees. "Wanna feel you come deep inside me Liev ... "

"Fuck Vig," the words were barely a whisper and Liev slid his hands down Viggo's sides before guiding the other man down onto the bed. Kneeling on the edge of the bed Liev kissed Viggo lightly. "God you have no idea how good that sounds."

"Yeah I do," he nodded and pulled Liev back to his lips.

Liev moaned into the kiss, resting his hands near Viggo's head as their bodies pressed against each other. Only after he was sure of his balance Liev moved one hand down to pull one of Viggo's legs up around his waist, letting their bodies line up a bit more.

"No prep Liev," Viggo groaned, "Wanna feel every inch of you."

Liev pulled back and looked down at Viggo, needing to know if Viggo was serious. When he didn't pull away he finally nodded. "If you're sure," he whispered and sucked at the point of Viggo's chin. "Want to prep me?"

"So sure," Viggo moaned and reached to his nightstand where he knew there was still a tube of lube. After making a show of warming the silky liquid between his fingers Viggo slid them almost reverently along Liev's cock.

Liev laughed a bit at the show and rested his head on Viggo's shoulder, the laugh turning to a moan quickly when Viggo's fingers moved over his length. Tilting his hips just a touch Liev bit at the skin under his lips, his mind practically on overload at the thought of being inside the other man again, feeling him again.

"Think we remember how to do this?" Viggo chuckled trying to cover up his own nerves.

"I've heard it's like riding a bike." Liev licked at Viggo's shoulder before turning his head to kiss a path up to Viggo's mouth.

"You calling me a bike?" Viggo giggled, his whole body shaking beneath Liev.

"If so you're my bike," Liev said and nipped at Viggo's chin, nudging his head up a bit, one hand idly moving down Viggo's side.

"Your anything," Viggo said breathlessly as his pulled his legs up over Liev.

Liev let Viggo get his legs comfortable before shifting his own position. Reaching down he helped guide his cock to Viggo's entrance. "Love you," he whispered, leaning his forehead against Viggo's.

"Prove it Schreiber," Viggo growled with a slight chuckle and bit lightly at Liev's bottom lip.

Liev almost said something, he could feel it on the tip of his tongue. But instead Liev pressed his hips forward, adding pressure slowly until the head of his cock finally pushed into Viggo's body. Forcing himself to remember to breathe Liev let out a shuttering breath and moved his hands to brace against the bed.

"Oh fuck yeah," Viggo groaned pulling his legs higher to ease the initial burn. Crossing his ankles Viggo dug them into Liev. "Need all of you ... now."

"God you have all of me," Liev whispered, feeling surer of himself as he pulled back, starting a slow rhythm.

The slow roll soon had Viggo aching for more. He pushed his fingers through Liev's hair and ran his tongue over Liev's lip before pressing up to kiss him.

Fuck. Liev groaned deep and rolled his hips harder, thrusting deeper into Viggo's body. Reaching down he started stroking Viggo's cock, his thumb teasing the swollen head.

"Oh God Liev," Viggo gasped bucking up with a jerk. "I'm not gonna last more than a couple of minutes."

"Me either." Stroking Viggo's cock harder Liev let out a deep groan. "God you feel so good."

Viggo couldn't answer ... the fingers around his cock alternating between stroking and twisting. He was gasping and clutching at Liev fighting his oncoming orgasm but not succeeding. It hit him hard and his body shuddered with each spasm.

When Liev felt Viggo's body tighten around him Liev's breath caught. Leaning heavily against Viggo Liev sped up his thrusts and let out a deep moan as he came. His own orgasm catching him completely off guard with the power of it.

In the final stages of his release Viggo wrapped his arms around Liev murmuring words of love. He knew he couldn't logically feel the come fill him, but tonight he was sure he felt it surge through him.

Gasping for air Liev let his head fall down against Viggo's shoulder, lowering himself to his elbows. "Love you," he whispered when his brain started functioning again.

Viggo just nodded ... he loved Liev more than he could express right then and simply clung to him.

Pressing a kiss to Viggo's neck Liev shifted slightly, listening to the way Viggo was breathing as he slowed his own. "Perfect costume," he said finally, unable to keep from grinning.

8 February, 2007; Lucid Dreams; Liev Schreiber, Viggo Mortensen; PG

Thu, 08 Feb 2007 09:50:19 GMT

[Crossposted to viggo_q.]

[Follows this post]

Walking into the theater Viggo waved at Mark and pointed towards Liev's office. When Mark nodded Viggo smiled and knocked lightly on the door. He'd been almost home from talking to Sean when he decided he needed to talk to Liev about it ... keep everything out in the open.

"Come in," Liev said when he heard the knock. Looking through the financial files he was working on, ready to close them until he saw Viggo poke through the opening door. "Hey there."

"Hey," Viggo grinned and walked in to sit on the edge of the desk. "You busy or is that a dumb question?"

Liev shook his head, giving Viggo's knee a squeeze. "Not busy, least not like how you're use to thinking of me as busy. What's up?"

"Nothing really," Viggo shrugged and rubbed his hand over Liev's. "I went down to the market today and spoke to Sean. We just talked, but I wanted you to know."

"Really?" Liev asked and raised an eyebrow but left his hand on Viggo's thigh. The fact that Viggo was telling him was a good sign and Liev knew he had to start trusting Viggo again. God that's still so weird.

"Yeah," Viggo nodded starting to feel his nerves kicking in. "He left a message saying his tests were clear and I ... ah, thought I should talk to him about that. He knows we're together though."

"That's good to hear," Liev said, "Vig if you want to talk to him you can...I don't want to get into this asshole-ish phase or anything."

"I want you to know Liev ... I want you to know that I'm not keeping anything from you. That Sean and I never ... it was never meant to be what you and I have. I'd like to be his friend if that's okay with you?" Viggo looked at Liev, watching for any reaction.

Liev thought on that for a moment his hand remaining where it was before he nodded lightly. "It makes me a little nervous but it's okay with me Viggo." He looked up and met Viggo's eyes, reaching up to stroke Viggo's chin lightly. "I'll get less nervous."

"You have no reason to be nervous," Viggo smiled, "I love you Liev." Leaning forward he cupped Liev's face and gently sucked at his bottom lip ... Love you so much.

Liev returned the kiss and let out a deep breath when Viggo pulled back a bit. "Love you too," he said and rested his forehead against Viggo's. "Just have to get this nervous voice in my head out."

"I know," Viggo whispered.

January 26, 2006; Viggo's Apartment; Viggo Mortensen, Liev Schreiber; NC17

Fri, 26 Jan 2007 08:37:12 GMT

[Cross posted to viggo_q.]

Liev knocked on the door to Viggo's apartment, hooking the plastic bag he had in his hand around his wrist. After staying in for most of the afternoon Liev had decided to run by and see if Viggo was around. They'd been talking a bit more then they had before the drama and since Liev had kept Viggo's Christmas present Liev thought it was about time to give it to him, and see Viggo for awhile.

Viggo roused himself from a doze ... the last thing he remembered he'd been lying on his belly on his bed going through the paperwork for the Gallery. He frowned, hauled himself up and stumbled towards the door.

When Viggo still hadn't come to the door Liev frowned, wondering if he was at work and he'd forgotten. He thought about leaving the gift but...you don't have your key anymore, remember? Shaking his head Liev was about to go see if Jake was around when the door cracked open and Liev saw a rather sleepy Viggo. "Hey," he said and winced. "Didn't mean to wake you up."

"Liev ... hey," Viggo grinned and pulled Liev into a sleepy hug. "I guess I drifted off while reading the accounts." He was still half asleep and snuggled his body against Liev.

Liev returned the hug while trying to keep the bag from hitting Viggo. "Ahh, someone didn't get enough then last night," he said and pressed a light kiss to the side of Viggo's head when he felt him snuggle up against him.

"Catch a sleep when I can I guess." Viggo straightened up and stretched his arms high above his head then pulled his t-shirt down to cover his bare belly. "Come through and I'll put the coffee on."

"Coffee sounds good," Liev said and stepped into the apartment behind Viggo. Shutting the door he let his eyes roam down Viggo's back side before shaking his head. "Do you have to go into work tonight?"

"Nah, pulled a double shift last night to make up for missing so much and went in to help set up this morning so I have a rare night off." Viggo grinned while he measured out the coffee for the machine and set it going. "What about you?"

"Mark's handling things well, so I get more time off," Liev said and smiled. He was glad that Viggo had the night off, although hearing the schedule he could imagine why the other man was napping. "I go in during the mornings now and usually leave early afternoon. Mark's usually shoving me out of the office, he's been helping go through paper work and...organize a bit."

"Shit," Viggo chuckled and leant back against the kitchen counter. "He'd die if he saw my attempts at paper work if yours needs organizing."

Liev laughed and shook his head. "You know how my filing cabinets are?" he asked and waited till Viggo nodded. "Over New Years when I was still very much...not going into work Mark took it upon himself to buy a few more cabinets, some shelves and such, with the petty cash. So he's...expanding the cabinets so they don't threaten to explode anymore."

"That has to be a good thing," Viggo said a little distracted by the fact Liev had time off work. He smiled and shrugged, "So some nights off huh?"

"Yep, strange as it seems." Liev shrugged a bit. Even though he'd had a few days off after the break up and a few half days or evenings that he was at home rather then the theater Liev wasn't quite used to it. "There's not a production going on yet, and even when it is Mark asked me before I promoted him if he could take a stab at directing the next one. Said he wasn't ready to do the funding aspect of it all but he wants to do that."

Viggo just looked at Liev and shook his head, "Wow ... I can't believe you're doing that. Maybe once the gallery is open I can reduce my shifts at the bar?"

Liev looked down a little embarrassed. He knew that for most of his life he'd always kept himself busy, hell aside from the beginning of their relationship he'd been fairly busy when he met Viggo as well. You need a breather every now and then. "In a few weeks I might go stir crazy," he admitted but shook his head and smiled at Vig. "I think you could handle that after you get the gallery running. How's that going anyways?"

"It's not," Viggo admitted and lifted two mugs down from the cupboard to start pouring their coffee. "It was going well ... Orlando and I got the whole thing painted. I bought the picture railing and then ..." He shrugged and put Liev's mug in front of him. "Haven't even been there for a while."

"Cause of everything?" Liev asked, hating the fact he felt a little guilty at that. "I know you always say no, but do you want some help? Like my help, not my money help?"

Viggo gave a small nod and looked down at the steam rising from his coffee. "I'd like your help Liev."

Liev blinked, a bit surprised that Viggo actually said that. He'd offered since the beginning when Viggo had gotten the place and he'd always told him no. Reaching over Liev caught Viggo's hand with his, hooking his fingers with Viggo's. "Then you have my help."

Watching Liev's fingers tangle with his own Viggo said softly, "We can make this work, can't we Liev?"

"We can. I know it's tough..." Liev's voice trailed off and he gave Viggo's fingers a squeeze. For some reason the night he'd gone out came to mind and Liev bit the tip of his tongue slightly. Need to tell him, be honest. "New Year's Eve felt right, you feel right. I know this is what I want. I figured that out before Jake called me that night Viggo." Liev paused and took a deep breath, looking over at Viggo he rubbed his thumb along the inside of Viggo's palm. "I want us to be honest with each other, so I have to tell you something."

I have to tell you something, suddenly Viggo felt sick to his stomach and he wanted to tell Liev he didn't want to hear anymore, but that wouldn't be fair. He glanced up and said, "Okay."

Liev was happy Viggo hadn't pulled away from him and focused on the feel of Viggo's hand before continuing. "A few nights before Jake called me I went out to a bar, ended up meeting this guy. We chatted, drank, chatted...ended up making out in front of the bar." Looking from their hands to Viggo's face he swallowed. Almost done. "I went home with him but nothing happened. I couldn't go through with it. None of it felt right."

Viggo nodded and quickly looked away not sure how he felt about that. He knew he had no right to be hurt, but his chest tightened at the thought of Liev with someone else. He nodded again and said in a voice barely above a whisper, "Okay ... thank you for being honest with me Liev."

Liev wanted to go over and hug Viggo when he turned away but knew that Viggo deserved a moment. Instead of talking right away Liev just nodded his head and rubbed the inside of Viggo's palm lightly. Better to get this out now remember? "Nothing happened," Liev said again in a small voice.

"After what I did I can't say anything even if something did happen Liev," Viggo murmured quietly wanting Liev's touch more than ever.

Liev nodded and pulled Viggo's hand up from the table, pressing a kiss to the back of his knuckles. "I just...I...It wasn't you, didn't feel right, and I want you to know that."

"I love you so fucking much Liev," Viggo whispered and pulled him into a hug. "I'm so sorry I did that to you."

When Viggo had him against his chest Liev automatically wrapped his arms around Viggo, returning the hug. "I love you, I should have told you," he whispered and pressed a kiss against Viggo's cheek.

"It's not your fault Liev ... none of it," Viggo mumbled leaning in. "I feel so fucking selfish that the thought of you with someone else hurts so much."

Liev moved his hand to cup the back of Viggo's head and guided Viggo's mouth to his. He knew he should talk, that they should be talking, keep up talking but Liev couldn't deny how much he needed the touch. He sucked lightly on Viggo's lower lip, his fingers stroking through his hair. "Don't want anyone else," he managed to force out before kissing Viggo again, unaware of the tears sliding down his cheeks.

"No-one else," Viggo agreed in a breathy voice. "This is all I want."

Liev rested his forehead against Viggo's at that and brushed his hand over the other man's cheek. "Can I stay tonight? I want to feel you next to me."

Viggo nodded and gently kissed Liev tasting the saltiness of his tears. "You can always stay Liev." He took a shaky breath and sat back to with a small smile while he whipped Liev's face then stroked his hand through the short hair.

Liev closed his eyes at the touch and smiled, leaning into the touch. "I'm glad. Besides...have a present for you to open," he said blinking away the remaining tears.

"A present?" Viggo gave a little chuckle and couldn't resist leaning in to capture another small kiss.

Liev nodded and looked down, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I still have your Christmas present."

"Yeah?" Viggo grinned trying unsuccessfully to stop the blush caused by the sudden rush of butterflies to his belly. "Um, I have something too ... I didn't know what to do with it."

"Well that makes two of us," Liev said and gave Viggo's thigh a squeeze. "Had it under the tree and didn't know what to do with it at all."

"Mine is under the bed ... I nearly left it on your doorstep or at the theatre, but thought you might throw it back at me," Viggo said honestly and stood up. "Wanna come through and I'll get it?"

"I wouldn't have done that," Liev said and nodded his head. "Sure, let me get yours and we'll do Christmas."

Viggo crawled a little way under the bed and pulled out a plastic tote box. He pulled off the lid and shrugged, "I used to keep things in a wooden chest, but they all got water damaged ... this isn't as nice but it's water proof." Inside the box was an array of photos, sketches a couple of play programs and a small gift wrapped box.

Liev had followed Viggo into the bedroom and looked over his shoulder. "It's a smart idea," Liev said, knowing all too true how water damage could really mess with things, had messed with things. Brushing his hand against Viggo's back he looked at the gift wrapped box in his own hand. "I didn't put this away when I packed up Christmas stuff." Fingering the edge Liev sat down on the edge of the bed when Viggo pushed the tote back under the bed and handed the box to him.

With an almost shy smile Viggo handed his gift to Liev and closed his fingers over the one handed to him. "Merry Christmas Liev."

"Merry Christmas Vig," Liev said and leaned in to give him a quick kiss before turning his attention to the box in his hand. Giving Viggo a glance Liev finally opened it and pulled out the necklace. "Viggo this is lovely," he said, flipping the charm to look at the symmetry of the design.

"It's the tree of life," Viggo explained, "Life renewing itself with each turn of the season." He smiled and tore open the wrapping around his own gift. Lifting the lid on the box Viggo shook his head a little, "It's beautiful Liev." He slipped the bangle over his wrist. "So beautiful."

Liev set the box to the side and lifted the necklace. He had a brief flash wondering where Viggo had found it but pushed that to the side when Viggo opened his. "I hope you like it," Liev said and reached over to trace his finger along the edge of the bracelet. "Thought of you when I saw it." Giving Viggo a smile Liev pulled the cord of his necklace over his head, letting the charm rest against his neck. "This looks like the trees you used to scribble on everything when you were bored," he said gesturing to the necklace.

"Um yeah ... I had it made from one of my sketches," Viggo smiled until he realized Liev might think it was Sean who made it. "I've had it hidden away for months ... an artist up north near my mom made it for me."

When Viggo added that Liev frowned, shaking his head. "Its lovely," he said and reached forward, brushing his hand along Viggo's thigh. "God I'm an ass Viggo. It's lovely." Giving Viggo's thigh a squeeze he leaned in and kissed his cheek. "It means even more knowing it's based on one of your sketches."

"It's okay Liev ... we're gonna do this for a while." Viggo passed his fingers over the silver tree and smoothed them along Liev's chest hair leaning in to give the hollow of his throat a soft kiss.

Liev let his eyes close, nodding his head a single time until he felt the light kiss against his throat. Taking a deep breath Liev stroked Viggo's thigh, letting out a light rumble. "Love you."

"Mmmm," Viggo murmured against Liev's skin. Encouraged by both the words and touch Viggo's hand slid under Liev's shirt in a soft caress while his lips moved around Liev's neck.

Liev tilted his head to the side when he felt Viggo's lips move against them. Letting out a light moan Liev brushed a hand along Viggo's head, fingers dipping under the hem of his shirt. "I missed feeling you," he whispered.

"Oh God, want to touch you so much." Viggo pushed Liev's shirt open to lightly nuzzle the hair around the necklace ... breathing in Liev's scent.

Liev let out a light purr when Viggo worked his shirt open a bit more. "Then touch me," he whispered, giving Viggo's shirt a tug before leaning back a bit more on the bed.

Viggo's hand splayed over Liev's chest to push him further back. Watching Liev he pulled his own shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor before leaning over to kiss and lick Liev's nipple.

Liev watched Viggo as he pulled his shirt off before moving his hands up Viggo's stomach. His heart was suddenly racing when he felt Viggo's skin heat under his hand. Shifting under Viggo Liev pressed up against him briefly before tracing the top of Viggo's pants with his fingers.

Slow down ... slow down.Viggo knew he wanted the intimacy of Liev's touch too much ... his head was spinning as he crawled over Liev stretching on him so their bodies touched in as many ways as possible.

When Viggo settled against him Liev used his hand to tilt Viggo's chin up, catching the other man's lips with his. God been too long... Ignoring the thought Liev ran his hands flat down Viggo's back, letting his fingers follow the dip of Viggo's spine before hitting the swell of his ass. Moaning into the kiss Liev pressed Viggo's hips down, wanting to feel more of Viggo's weight against him.

Viggo snuggled down between Liev's legs and, even though they were wearing pants, he tensed his thighs and began to rock against Liev.

"Fuck." Liev let his head fall back on the bed when Viggo rocked against him. His cock throbbed at the pressure and Liev would have been embarrassed for how turned on he was if it wasn't for the hardness pressed against his own. Liev had been shocked when he'd gotten half hard just from the light touches and kisses before he'd even lain back on the bed. Too long.

"Oh God Liev," Viggo moaned against Liev's lips. He needed this so much, but there was a niggle at the back of his mind fighting to be heard ... he stopped moving and lay quiet, his face pressed against into the crook of Liev's neck.

Liev frowned when Viggo suddenly stilled and simply rested against him. Wondering if he'd done something wrong he moved his hand along the back of Viggo's head, letting his fingers lightly massage Viggo's scalp.

Viggo pulled himself up on his elbows and eased off Liev to lie beside him. "I don't have any condoms," he said quietly and feeling ashamed at the need for them.

Liev blinked before realizing that they were a necessity, knowing why they were. A bit of a hard on and you forget everything? Swallowing Liev rolled onto his side and hooked an arm around Viggo's waist. "Its good you're thinking clear headed Vig," he said lightly, reaching over to trace the bracelet he'd given Viggo before holding his hand.

"I'm sorry Liev," Viggo whispered, "I know you're okay ... if you'd like my mouth?"

Liev looked up at Viggo's face, watching the other man's expression. As much as his cock liked the suggestion Liev had to know that this was something Viggo wanted, not a pity offer. "Vig you don't have to."

"I know Liev ... but I want to." He turned around on the bed to rest on his elbow. "I've missed this," Viggo said with a little smile and nuzzled the bulge in Liev's pants. He eased down the zipper of his fly and carefully eased Liev's cock over the top of his boxers before leaning over to flick the tip of his tongue just under the rim of the swollen head.

Liev opened his mouth to say something but all that came out was a moan when he felt Viggo's tongue against his cock. Dropping his head back down on the bed Liev groaned, his hand moving to brush through Viggo's hair, pulling the strands away from Viggo's forehead.

Viggo smiled and ran his nose up along the erect shaft before lightly gripping the base and lowering his lips.

"Vig," Liev groaned, unconsciously arching his hips up little. Tightening his fingers in Viggo's hair a bit Liev propped himself up on his elbow so he could look down at Viggo.

Looking up through his eyelashes, Viggo bobbed his head slowly hollowing his cheeks to alternate sucking and licking.

Liev held Viggo's gaze as long as he could before closing his eyes when his cock throbbed, his muscles going tense. After so many weeks of just his hand for company Liev knew he wouldn't be able to hold out too long. "Fuck, gonna come," he said, just barely forcing his eyes open again.

Viggo didn't question the desperation in Liev's voice ... he understood it all too well and tightened his fist to pump Liev's cock.

With the added assault Liev was lost. Tightening his fingers against the base of Viggo's head Liev forced himself to let go as he came, his hips rising off the bed as he let out a long moan of pleasure.

Viggo quickly swallowed most of the come pulling off to feel the last spurt hit his lips. Lifting his fingers to his face Viggo pushed them through the sticky fluid and into his mouth keeping his eyes on Liev the entire time.

Liev groaned, trying to catch his breath and watched as Viggo cleaned his fingers off. "Mmm, God," Liev said finally, reaching down Liev caressed Viggo's cheek, letting his thumb trace along Viggo's cheek bone.

Turning his face Viggo sucked lightly on Liev's finger before crawling back up the bed to lie next to him. He leant in to kiss Liev while dragging his hand to press against his aching crotch.

Liev let his eyes fall shut when Viggo sucked lightly on his finger, letting his sense of feel tell him when Viggo was up at his height again on the bed. Reaching out blindly Liev pulled Viggo's head to his, sucking on Viggo's lower lip. He could feel the press of Viggo's hand between their bodies and let out a soft groan. "Could give you a hand," Liev said, nipping at Viggo's lip.

"Yeah ... yeah, I want your hand on me," Viggo murmured desperate for Liev's touch

Liev shifted up against Viggo, guiding the other man onto his back. When Viggo was laying back Liev allowed himself to roll onto his side, sliding his hand down Viggo's chest. "That I can do," he said, kissing Viggo's collar bone as he undid the fastenings of Viggo's jeans.

Viggo moved his own hand away and lifted it to grip Liev's shoulder ... he knew he wouldn't last long. "This could get messy very quickly," he laughed breathlessly into Liev's hair.

"You have a shower," Liev said and kissed the center of Viggo's collarbone. Once he had Viggo's pants open Liev pushed them down a bit, his hand moving down to re-familiarize himself with Viggo's cock. Giving the organ a tight squeeze Liev started a steady rhythm.

"It's you I'm worried about ..." Viggo started to say until Liev's hand closed around his aching flesh banishing all coherent thought.

When Viggo's words morphed into a moan Liev grinned, biting at Viggo's throat before kissing down the length of Viggo's arm. When he reached Viggo's hand Liev sucked one of his fingers into his mouth, his lips moving down his finger in time to his hand on Viggo's cock.

So often lately Viggo had touched himself imagining his hand was Liev's, but the reality had him gasping in seconds. He pumped his cock into Liev's fist; each thrust accompanied by an increasingly urgent grunt.

The sounds Viggo was making made Liev groan and for once in his life thankful it took him longer for his recovery time now. Tightening his grip on Viggo's cock Liev let his fingers tease the crown of Viggo's cock, fingertips tracing the thick vein on the down strokes the same time he just barely nipped the tip of Viggo's finger.

With eyes squeezed closed Viggo panted Liev's name and shuddered his release.

Liev released Viggo's finger when he felt the other man come. Stroking his hand with sure steady movements Liev helped draw out Viggo's release, nuzzling his head against Viggo's chest.

Looking down at his come lacing Liev's hand and trousers Viggo grimaced then giggled breathlessly, "I warned you there'd be a mess ... needed to do that for a while."

Liev looked down between their bodies and laughed a little bit. "No need to worry about that now," he said and nuzzled against Viggo's chest.

Sliding his fingers through Liev's hair Viggo kissed the top of his head and murmured, "We could always strip off?"

"Probably would be best, do some laundry." Liev closed his eyes at the touch and kissed Viggo's chest.

"Nah," Viggo said softly settling back on the bed. "Clothes need to lie around on the floor for a while before they're cleaned. Besides, you can turn them inside out and get another wear out of them.

"So that's how you're doing it?" Liev asked and laughed a bit, sliding his hand along Viggo's stomach. Rolling a bit Liev ignored how he was making the mess worse, just wanting to curl against him.

"I'm a slob ... what else can I say," Viggo mumbled in a happy but tired voice. "Except maybe that you love me."

"I do," Liev whispered and kissed Viggo's pulse.

Fri, 19 Jan 2007 11:46:33 GMT

[Private]

I have to keep reminding myself that the awkwardness with Viggo is to be expected. Earlier when I met with Liam I meant what I told him about the sexual frustrations. Never before in my life have I felt so...wrong to give myself a bit of release. Well, wrong isn't really the word. Its just knowing I have someone else that could help with it but can't...

It's also been a little odd. Since the first of the year Viggo's been more busy then I have in the working field. Although letting Mark take on more responsibilities has been a help. He's not too keen on some things but in some ways I'm happy he's like that. Other wise I might be giving up my own job in my own theater. And as much as I know I need the down time I can't do that. Chicken, however, has been ecstatic I've been home more.

This weekend I need to see Viggo though. Should give him that gift I bought for Christmas and just...see him.

It'll get better. It has to.

Backstory: February, 2006; Liev's Apartment; Viggo Mortensen, Liev Schreiber; NC17

Fri, 19 Jan 2007 11:38:06 GMT

[Cross posted to liev_quarter.]

He'll think you're an idiot Mortensen, Viggo rolled his eyes at himself while he waited on Liev's doorstep. He was almost bouncing on the balls of his feet he was so excited by the news he'd just received and Liev was the first person he wanted to tell.

Liev looked up when he heard the knock on the door. "Be right there," he called and looked down at the wet dog he'd been giving a bath to and scritched her head. "Just don't get on the bed," he said even though he doubted that the dog would actually listen to him. Picking up a dry towel Liev dried off his own hands before walking toward the door, when he opened it Liev smiled. "Hey."

"Hi," Viggo grinned suddenly feeling a little foolish. "I ah, got a phone call today from the real estate agents."

"Really, come in come in," Liev said and held the door open a bit wider. "I have to warn you of a wet pup but I'm guessing this is good news since you're grinning."

"Great news ... scary news but great," Viggo giggled as he was almost bowled over by a gleeful fox terrier. "You come to hear the news too Chicky," he grinned and picked her up not caring that she wriggled a wet patch over his shirt.

Liev watched the way Viggo picked up Chicken and smiled. Without thinking Liev brushed his hand along the small of Viggo's back, ushering him further into the room. "Great news...hmmm, I'm guessing your bid was accepted."

"My bid was accepted!" Viggo shouted happily and put Chicken on the floor and did a little happy dance with her.

"That's excellent!" Liev reached out and gave Viggo a hug when he stopped dancing. "Congrats."

Viggo laughed and without thinking held Liev's face in his hands and planted a kiss on his lips.

Liev smiled into the kiss, a little surprised by it but the feeling wasn't foreign, well completely foreign. They'd kissed after their first dinner, but something about this felt different. It's just cause he's excited. Pressing his lips back Liev stroked his hand against Viggo's arm.

When the kiss ended Viggo gave Liev a slightly surprised look before finding Liev's lips again. This time it was softer as if Viggo was testing Liev's reaction and giving him a chance to back out of it.

When Viggo pulled back Liev caught the brief look and Liev suddenly worried he'd done something wrong. That was until Viggo kissed him again and Liev couldn't help but lean into it, sucking Viggo's lower lip lightly.

Don't stop... Viggo thought over and over again as his hand dropped to Liev's chest tentatively slipping between the buttons to touch the hair beneath. The heat coursing through his body is not just lust and although that scares him he needs it to continue.

Liev unconsciously arched into the light tough he felt against his chest. Tilting his head a bit Liev teased the slit of Viggo's lips, just barely pressing his tongue into the other man's mouth, feeling his body warming up quickly from the kiss.

When Liev's tongue touched his Viggo couldn't hold back a moan and he gently pulled Liev closer.

Liev ended up echoing Viggo's moan, his hand moving to caress the back of Viggo's head as the kiss deepened and he got the first taste of the other man. Over the last few weeks Viggo had been in his thoughts more than Liev had thought was good for his health but now...God it felt right.

When their lips slowly parted both men were a little breathless. Viggo gave a soft giggle and rubbed his thumb over Liev's chest.

Liev licked his lower lip, getting the faint traces of the other man. "That was definitely some congrats," he said smiling at Viggo even at the giggle, not backing out of Viggo's space.

"Encore?" Viggo suggested grinning at Liev, "That's what you do in the theater huh?"

"On occasion." Liev laughed a bit and moved his hand to move down the side of Viggo's face. Starring at him for a minute Liev leaned in this time, easily claiming the other man's lips and hitting that point of intensity they'd been at before they'd pulled away the first time.

This time the awkwardness was gone. Viggo gently trailed his fingers up to Liev's neck softly stroking the warm skin ... needing to touch him.

Liev's hands moved down around Viggo's waist as they kissed, hooking into the belt loops of the man's jeans. Tugging lightly Liev lead Viggo over to the couch, only breaking the kiss when he backed into the arm of the couch instead of moving in front of it. Laughing lightly Liev reached back to rub his thigh. "So that wasn't as smooth as I'd hoped," he said looking back at Viggo.

Viggo just chuckled, put his arms around Liev to spin him and pull him onto the couch. "This better?" he laughed even though he was pinned between Liev and the couch cushions.

Liev laughed with Viggo and nodded his head, his body acutely aware of exactly what he was pressed against. Shifting a bit so he wouldn't completely crush Viggo Liev looked at the other man's mouth again. "Much better."

A little yip alerted them to the pup on the nearby chair and Viggo grinned, "Think she approves?"

At the noise Liev looked over at the chair and laughed when he saw Chicken trying to get onto the arm of the chair, looking at the pair of them. "I hope so," he said and looked back at Viggo. "I know I do."

That's all it took for Viggo's head to start spinning and he reached up to pull Liev's mouth to his. Even though Viggo kept telling himself to slow down there was no way his body (or his heart) wanted to listen and he spread his thighs letting Liev settle between them.

When Liev settled in against Viggo's body he moaned lightly. Letting the other man lead the kiss as he simply got a feel for the other man's body against his. Tentatively Liev moved one hand down Viggo's side until he hit the bend in material from the position Viggo's legs were. He only hesitated a moment before sliding his hand up the underside of Viggo's thigh, stopping when he reached the man's knee.

The simple touch had Viggo so hard he was a little embarrassed by the erection pressed against Liev's hipbone. He eased his lips away just enough to whisper, "Um, sorry Liev ... my body has a mind of it's own."

Liev laughed a bit, definitely feeling the erection pressed against his hip. "That's not necessarily a bad thing," Liev said and pressed down against the hardness, surprised at how bold he was being. Stroking the back of Viggo's thigh again Liev watched Viggo's face. "Is this moving too fast?" he asked, needing to know.

"I'll tell you if I come in my jeans," Viggo giggled feeling more than a little giddy under Liev. "And I don't think that's too far off."

"Maybe I should get you out of them," Liev said leaning in to give Viggo a light kiss. "Take off the edge?"

"Now you could do that," Viggo drawled and bumped up against Liev. "But then I'd worry you'd feel overdressed."

Liev swallowed, licking his lower lip. "Should we take this to my bedroom?" he asked after a moment.

"Yeah ... yeah, I'd like that," Viggo murmured that giggle drying in his throat at the thought of being in Liev's bed. He leant up and kissed Liev. "I'd like that very much."

Liev smiled at that, giving Viggo another kiss before pulling way from him so they could untangle. Helping Viggo up from the couch Liev lead him through the apartment to his bedroom, feeling some nerves when he realized how long it had been since he'd had someone in his bedroom with him.

This wasn't how it had been for Viggo for a long time. Dates usually ended with a quick hand or blow job in the park or maybe a fuck if they could find somewhere to go. It was always drunken and never repeated. His heat was beating so loudly in his ears as he turned to place his hands on Liev's jeans that he was sure the other man would hear it.

Liev looked at Viggo at the light touch and turned to face him. Giving him a comforting smile Liev leaned in to kiss him lightly before moving his hands along the top of Viggo's jeans. Tugging the other man's shirt free from his jeans Liev stroked one hand up under the shirt, smoothing across Viggo's stomach.

A million butterflies rampaged through Viggo's belly at the touch. His own hands slid around Liev's waistband until they met at the small brass stud. After tracing its curve with his thumb Viggo flicked it open to touch the hot skin beneath.

Liev closed his eyes when he felt Viggo's hand undoing the fastenings for his pants. He could still feel that bubbling nervousness that came with having sex with someone for the first time but underneath it all...Liev knew he wanted it. Grabbing the bottom of Viggo's shirt Liev met the other man's eyes before pulling the shirt up, letting it fall to the ground when it was free of Viggo's arms.

"Fuck I'm nervous," Viggo laughed surprised that he admitted that to Liev, but for some reason it seemed important. He lifted Liev's hand to his chest and smiled.

"Me too, actually," Liev said and leaned in, giving Viggo's collar a tentative lick. Looking up at him Liev reached down and started work on the fastenings of Viggo's pants."That's silly right?"

"Very silly," Viggo moaned and started to push Liev's shirt off his shoulder so he could kiss the soft skin at the base of his neck.

Liev closed his eyes at the touch and his cock throbbed, giving him a not so subtle reminder. Pushing Viggo's jeans down his hips Liev cupped the other man's ass, tugging him up against his body.

"Oh God," Viggo groaned at the friction of his bare skin against Liev's jeans. He pressed hard against Liev sliding his cock against the one still encased in denim before stepping back just enough to slip his hand through the open fly.

Liev let out a soft groan when Viggo's hand was suddenly on him, brushing against his cock. "Please," he whispered against Viggo's neck, sucking at the skin as his fingers smoothed down the other man's back, mapping out along the skin.

Viggo nodded and stroked Liev slowly before trapping both cocks in his hand.

"Fuck..." Liev's breath caught when he felt Viggo's cock along side his, the other man's hand sliding along their lengths. Sucking at Viggo's neck Liev bit down gently the same time he lowered one hand to tease the crease in Viggo's ass.

"Oh God Liev," Viggo gasped breathlessly. "I need you ... in me ... please?"

Liev groaned at the request, his hips jerking forward in response. Instead of responding Liev kissed him, sliding his tongue into Viggo's mouth before steering him toward the bed.

Viggo sucked lightly on Liev's tongue, his eyes partially open to watch the man he hoped was now his lover. When the blue eyes met his he grinned into the kiss and eased back to finish undressing making a show to throw his socks over his shoulder.

Liev laughed a little at Viggo's show and watched the other man move, how his muscles flexed, before turning his attention to his own clothes. Pushing his pants all the way down Liev stopped shy of getting on the bed, digging out the things they'd need from his nightstand. Setting them on the bed Liev joined Viggo, kissing the other man as their bodies brushed against each other.

It took all Viggo's will power to keep from pushing Liev down on the bed and climbing on top of him when their bodies touched. Every nerve-ending was buzzing with desire and anticipation, but he didn't want to rush this ... wanted it to last in case there wouldn't be a second time.

Sliding his hands down Viggo's body Liev got them in the position they'd been on the couch. And the difference without the clothes made Liev gasp. "Is this going to be good?" Liev asked, hoping Viggo knew he meant the position as he reached for the lube, wanting to warm the gel before touching Viggo with it.

"Mmmm ... good," Viggo murmured and pulled one of his legs up over Liev's hip opening himself to Liev's fingers.

Liev looked up at Viggo's face, nuzzling under the man's jaw as he worked one finger into his body, letting out a soft groan at the heat. Sliding his finger in slowly Liev started a light rhythm, pulling his finger back out before pushing in again. When Viggo's body loosened Liev worked in a second.

Slow down ... Viggo told himself when he clenched around Liev's finger trying to draw him in. "That feels so good," he moaned and brushed his lips over Liev's cheekbone.

Liev pressed his hips down against Viggo lightly as he stretched the other man. "God..." the world was a whisper when he felt his cock pulse just about the same time that Liev brushed his fingertips over Viggo's prostate.

"Oh fuck," Viggo gasped and arched up when the lights exploded behind his eyes ... so good, so good... His fingers tightened on Liev's arm as he lifted his other leg to encircle Liev's hips.

Liev felt his breath catch at the gasp, feeling Viggo's body tighten briefly around his fingers. Watching the other man's face Liev rubbed his fingers over the spot again before pulling out so he could get the condom open. Leaning in Liev licked at Viggo's neck, shifting on the bed as he got the condom on and slicked himself up.

Viggo's hand moved over Liev's face while he rolled on the condom; fingers brushing over his lips and then back to cup his neck. His other hand slid down lightly stroke Liev's cock before moving it to his own.

The intimate touch made Liev groan, his eyes locked on Viggo's as the other man stroked himself. Turning his head Liev kissed the inside of Viggo's wrist the same time he pushed his hips forward, the head of his cock slipping into the other man's body.

"Oh fuck," Viggo groaned and arched against Liev fighting the urge tighten his thighs and pull Liev in. Through hooded eyes he watched the man kiss his tender skin; his heart skipping a beat when Liev's blue eyes met his.

Liev felt his heart race when Viggo's eyes met his. Holding his gaze he kept up the pressure of his hips until he was completely inside him. Groaning lightly Liev leaned in and pressed his lips against Viggo's.

"Oh God," Viggo moaned into the kiss and bucked his hips to encourage Liev to start moving desperately starting to need the friction.

When Viggo pressed up against him Liev groaned and started moving. At first he tried to keep the pace slow but his bodies own needs and the sounds Viggo were making made that near impossible. Resting his forehead against Viggo's Liev shifted his weight so he could reach down and stroke Viggo's cock as he moved.

Viggo's hand roamed over Liev's back alternately caressing and gripping the sweat dampened skin. Not yet ... not yet... he tried to tell himself, but it was a losing battle and the tingle was already starting to build and spread from his balls.

Liev shifted a bit more as he moved, hoping Viggo was close when he felt his body's pending release taking over. Thrusting a bit faster Liev tightened his hand around Viggo's cock, letting the pad of his thumb stroke over the swollen tip.

"Oh fuck ... fuck," Viggo gasped as the first spurt of come hit Liev's fingers. He reached between them and took Liev's hand in his own tightening the grip and pumping harder.

Liev shifted his gaze from Viggo's face when he felt the other man's body tighten around him down to their joined hands now working Viggo's pulsing cock. Fuck he's gorgeous. Ignoring the thought Liev let Viggo guide their hands and thrust into him a few more times before holding still, reaching his own release just from the tremors of Viggo's own body.

Through the haze of his waning orgasm Viggo watched Liev come and knew what he'd been trying to ignore since the night they met ... he was falling in love with this man and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

17 January 2007; Piano Bar; Liam Neeson, Liev Schreiber; R

Wed, 17 Jan 2007 09:27:09 GMT

[Cross posted to liam_q.]

Liam swirled the ice around his glass watching it slowly melt. He leant back in the chair and watched the man playing a slow melody on the piano. It wasn't often he ventured into the piano bar, but when Liev gave him a call Liam knew he wanted somewhere away from the hotel bar.

Liev was running a little late for his meet up with Liam, thankfully though it wasn't completely his fault, and wasn't his theater's fault either. Instead it was the simple wonder of technology. He'd been down at the market place for the day, searching some of the local artists out and just trying to do something productive. He hadn't been down to the markets for awhile and even with the thought he could run into the man Viggo had been with Liev missed it. The thing he hadn't planned on was his watch battery dying while he was out. Shaking his head Liev finally entered the piano bar and looked around before spotting Liam already at one of the tables and headed over.

Holding his hand up in greeting Liam smiled and pushed the other chair out from the table. "You're looking better my friend," he smiled when Liev sat down.

Liev nodded his head and gave Liam a bit of an apologetic smile. "I am, feeling better too." He shrugged a bit and placed a drink order when a waiter walked by before turning his attention fully on Liam. "Not at work all the time at the moment....talked things out with Viggo."

"Finally got some sense in that thick skull of yours hey?" Liam chuckled, but was genuinely pleased things were improving for his friend. "So Liev ... what exactly does talked things out mean?"

"Finally promoted someone to run it when I'm not there." Liev shrugged and then knew he couldn't really do that, not after the hell he no doubt put Liam through with his own drunken stupidity. "We're trying again, only this time both calling each other boyfriend. I know it might be stupid but I can't not try." Liev stopped talking and thought about his one attempt and looked at Liam. "I tried being with someone else, even if just to...dull the pain. I couldn't cause it wasn't him."

"You love him Liev," Liam said quietly and reached over to surprise him with an affectionate kiss on the forehead. "Shit, I want to know about this other bloke, but first I need to know things are 'safe' with Viggo."

Liev smiled at Liam when he sat back. He hadn't expected his friend to give him a kiss at that but it settled some of the nerves he'd had when Liev had called up Liam wanting to meet up. "We're not sexual right now, Vig has to get tested...I'm not ready for that yet." When Liev realized that was only partially true he let out a chipped laugh. "Okay, mentally I'm not, physically I'm going nuts."

"Interesting way of putting it," Liam laughed then lifted his hand to wiggle his fingers. "Working on your wrist action huh?"

Liev gave Liam's foot a playful kick under the table and nodded, ignoring the fact he was blushing a bit. "Yeah, before everything happened we hadn't done anything for awhile and well..." When Liev's drink was set down in front of him he let out a thankful sigh and picked it up and took a swig.

Liam watched the colour rise in Liev's cheeks and grinned, "No need to explain and it's good you're not just falling into bed straight away. Has he told you what happened?"

"A bit, I mean I haven't asked for details. I don't really want to know." Liev frowned even at the thought of know details of Viggo and Sean. "He thought I was leaving him...can't really explain why it happened, he didn't mean for it to and it wasn't a thing, isn't going on now."

"He thought you were leaving him?" Liam frowned, swallowed the last of his drink and signaled for a refill. "Is that the whole 'just a good fuck' thing?"

Liev nodded. "Yeah...with how little we were seeing each other...Viggo's own self image, this guy," he trailed off and shrugged his shoulders. "The wrong mix of them and things got screwy in his head. We've both agreed we need to talk and actually communicate."

"So does this mean I don't have to beat him up?" Liam joked even though he wasn't totally sure how he would react the next time he saw Viggo.

Liev gave Liam a bit of a look, not quite sure his friend would be able to completely turn off his defensive mode. "You don't have to seek him out, no. Things are...off, but they're there."

Liam tilted his head and gave Liev a pat on the shoulder, "It'll take time and I know you'll both have to work at it." He paused and looked down at his empty glass getting ready to ask again when the barman arrived with a fresh drink. Waiting until the barman left, Liam said quietly, "Bit worried about my own relationship."

Liev frowned a bit and looked over at Liam. "Why do you say that?"

With a huge sigh Liam looked up at Liev. "I've watched what happened with you two and it's got me worried we'll go the same way. It's this fucking job Liev ... I barely have time off and I know I've been neglecting her."

"Has she said anything to you that makes you think things are going downhill?" Liev asked and reached out to give Liam's hand a squeeze. Thinking about the light comment about barely seeing Mia Liev winced, realizing how he'd managed to pull his friend away from her the night he'd shown up drunk.

"She's been really quiet ... moody," Liam said sadly, "I went home early one night and it was as if she thought I didn't want to spend time with her. I'm thinking of quitting my job."

Liev nodded and gave Liam's hand another squeeze before pulling away. He thought of how much he'd been at work himself until recently and couldn't deny that a job change, even slight, could help. "You know if you need help with anything I'm willing to help, right?" Liev asked, holding his friend's gaze. "You don't think she's found someone else do you?"

Liam shook his head, "No I don't think so ... shit, I hope not." He frowned and shook his head again. "You know, I have waited so long for a job like this, but it's just not that important now."

"You do love her don't you," Liev said, not really making it a question. Leaning back Liev took a sip of his drink and nodded his head. "I'm sure she hasn't found someone, she seemed very taken with you Liam. What are you going to do if you leave?"

Raising his eyebrows Liam gave Liev a bemused look and said, "I have no fucking idea. It'll mean we lose our main income and somewhere to live."

"I could always offer you a couch. My apartment unfortunately doesn't have much in the way of guest space." Liev laughed and shook his head when he actually thought of the logistics of that. "I could see if there are any places around my theater looking for something. Is Mia bringing in enough to get by?"

"I doubt it ... I haven't put it to her yet, but I think I've made my mind up. I said things would settle at the Hotel, but with the amount of work still to do there it wouldn't be in the near future." Liam took a long mouthful of his drink. "I might be messing up pretty badly in suggesting this, but I won't risk losing her."

"How are you going to be messing up bad by showing to her that you want to spend more time with her?" Liev asked, not really thinking about the money difference right away. "Do you think she's going to argue with you wanting that?"

"She came here with me ... gave up her friends and home," Liam answered, his worry clear in his voice. "I wanted to offer her more than we had not less."

Liev gave his friend a reassuring smile, not wanting him to freak out too badly. "Liam I think she came here for you."

"I know what I have to do Liev," Liam sighed, "But I have to talk to her about this ... she's not happy and that makes me miserable."

Liev nodded, knowing how that felt, or being able to imagine how it would feel. "Well maybe this is something you're noticing early enough Liam. Have you asked her about her moods at all?"

"I haven't really and I know I need to. Don't want you to have to spend a night looking after a drunk friend." He laughed, but there was affection in his voice as he scruffed his fingers over Liev's hair.

"You know I appreciate that right?" Liev asked, brushing Liam's hand away when his friend scruffed up his hair.

"We're friends Liev and that means going through all the shit with each other."

Liev smiled and leaned over to give Liam a kiss on his forehead this time. "Very true," he said and patted his shoulder. "Well if I can help, you know how to get a hold of me."

"At Viggo's hopefully," Liam grinned.

December 31, 2006; Liev's apartment; Liev Schreiber, Viggo Mortensen; PG

Sun, 31 Dec 2006 20:03:54 GMT

[Crossposted to viggo_q.]

Viggo pushed open the front door of the theater and stepped out onto the sidewalk with a slight frown on his face. He'd decided it was such a nice night he'd ask Liev if he could go round to his apartment and take Chicken for a walk. Normally he would have just gone round and let himself in, but that was something he couldn't do now ... Liev had said they could get back on track and Viggo hoped it was true. Maybe a little bit of 'normal' would help so it surprised him when Mark had told him Liev was trying to spend a bit less time at the theater.

Knocking tentatively on the door Viggo smiled a little when he heard excited yips behind the door closely followed by Liev telling her to behave.

Liev shook his head when Chicken remained at his heels as he made his way to the door. He'd been doing some cleaning in the bedroom and if it hadn't been for Chicken he wouldn't have heard the knock on the door in the first place. Shaking his head at the pup Liev put his foot out to keep her from sprinting as he opened the door. When he saw Viggo he gave him a bit of a smile and opened the door further, knowing Chicken wouldn't go bounding too far. "Hey."

"Hey," Viggo returned the quiet greeting and quickly bent down to scoop up the little dog demanding attention. "I ah, went round to the theater to see you ... to ask if I could take Chicky out for a walk, but Mark told me you were here."

Liev watched Viggo, smiling when Chicken immediately started licking the other man's neck. Stepping back Liev held the door open further for Viggo to walk into the apartment rather than stand on the stoop with the squirming dog. "Yeah, trying out something new, not living at the theater." Liev laughed a bit at himself and shrugged. "Gave Mark a promotion."

"Good idea; you always did work too hard," Viggo said then stopped and looked down at Chicken in embarrassment knowing it was not his right to criticize Liev.

"I agree completely, I did work too much," Liev said in agreement and shut the door before walking into the living room. "So you wanted to take Chicken out for a walk?"

"Yeah, if that's okay," Viggo smiled and shrugged not too sure what else to say ... how to start a normal conversation.

Liev nodded his head. "It's fine with me Vig. I've been cleaning up a bit so I'm sure she'd love to get out for awhile." He stopped and gestured to the bedroom. "Finally got around to moving some of the furniture to hang up that painting you gave me for my birthday."

"Really?" That Liev was going to hang his painting meant such a lot. "I'd love to see it ... or I could help if it's not up yet."

Liev nodded his head. "Yeah, decided with freedom from work I should focus on this place a bit." When Viggo asked about seeing it or helping Liev thought about what his room looked like. "If it won't mess with your afternoon you can see, I have that hung up; need to put the rest of the room back together. I know you planned to bond with the pup."

Viggo nodded, "How about I run around the park with Chicky for a while then come back and check out what you've done with the place?"

"Sounds good to me." Liev walked over and gave Chicken a scratch behind her ear. "You'd like that wouldn't you girl?" he asked and smiled when she licked his hand. "When you get back you can just come in, that way if I don't hear you I won't leave you out."

"Sure thing." Viggo grinned, reached for where he knew Chicken's lead would be and headed for the door. There was a slight breeze outside and Viggo inhaled deeply before clipping on the lead and striding off towards the park with the little foxy bouncing happily beside him.

After Viggo left Liev watched the closed door for a moment before returning to his bedroom. For the most part he hadn't changed the room around too much. He'd shifted the position of the dresser and some of the small book cases he had in the room. When he'd started Liev thought he'd moved them too far for his stereo to still hook up but had managed to fix that up. Looking over at the painting Liev gave it a small smile. Hopefully things would get back to that point. I sure hope so.

"Give me a minute," Viggo puffed and flopped down on a park bench. "You're a lot younger than me remember." He took the stick from Chicken's mouth and threw it across the grass for her to fetch. Over the course of the last half hour he'd chased her and then she chased him before resorting to a less active game of fetch.

The later it got Liev looked at his room and nodded to himself. Aside from clothes that had to be washed the room looked less...jumbled. Glancing at the bedside clock Liev decided he should make himself a bit of dinner. He could hear a lot of the parties around the block starting up and sighed a bit. If it wasn't for the ever present reminders from people about it being a holiday Liev knew he probably would have forgotten. Ignoring the slight pang of sadness he felt Liev went into the kitchen and scrounged up some stuff, deciding to make extra in case he ended up with a guest.

Viggo watched the people meeting up and heading off to the Bourbon St bars and decided it was time to head back before the streets got too rowdy. He tucked Chicken under his arm and made his way through the early revelers. After being stopped a few times by those already wishing him a happy new year, Viggo pushed open the door of Liev's apartment and put Chicken on the floor.

Liev looked up from the pot of pasta he was watching when he heard the door open. When he heard the click of Chicken's claws on the floor he grinned. "Did she behave herself?" he asked checking on the temperature under the pot before heading out to the entry way.

Viggo followed her into the kitchen and smiled. "Yeah ... ran me ragged though. I don't know where she gets all her energy from." He dropped the lead over the back of a chair and headed for the sink before stopping himself to ask, "Okay if I grab a drink?"

"Help yourself." Liev watched as Chicken ran over to her bowl of water, doing the same before running back out into the living room. "I think she's annoyed cause she's been cooped up with me all day. You probably got the brunt of it."

"I don't mind ... I've missed her," Viggo said and filled a glass of water before turning to look at Liev. "I've missed you too."

There was a moment of silence before Liev nodded, knowing that Viggo meant it. "We've missed you too," Liev said and looked from Viggo to the floor. "I finished up the bedroom if you wanted to look. If you have plans I understand..."

Viggo couldn't help but notice how Liev dropped his gaze and shoved his hands in his pockets. "I don't have plans," he said quietly, "and I'd really like to see."

"Then come see," Liev said, almost feeling a bit relieved that Viggo didn't have plans for the holiday. Now there's a snarky thought. Ignoring it Liev gave Viggo a smile and looked at the pot on the stove, knowing it wouldn't hurt to boil a bit longer. "I still have some laundry issues but I think it's better."

Walking into Liev's bedroom was bittersweet for Viggo. Some things had been rearranged but so much was the same ... the same books on the shelf, the rug over the bottom of the bed and it smelled of Liev. "Looks great," Viggo said softly and walked around the bed to get closer to the picture. "The room seems so much bigger."

"Thought it might open the room up a little more," Liev said and shrugged. "Would definitely be easier trying to get around in the middle of the night at least." Moving into the room Liev walked up behind Viggo when he looked at the painting. "Do you like the placement?"

"It does," Viggo nodded and looked over his shoulder at Liev. "It looks great there ... makes me happy you put it up."

"I'm glad you made it for me. It means a lot," Liev said and held Viggo's gaze, moving to let his hand brush against the small of Viggo's back before stepping away. He knew he should go check on his dinner Liev hesitated leaving the room. "Would you like to join me for dinner?"

Liev's touch made Viggo's heart skip a beat and he had to force himself not to read too much into it. "Yeah," he said with a smile, "I'd love to."

"Then I'd better go check on it, one thing for me to wreck my own meal." Liev stepped into the living room and let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding in. Christ you guys, talk about being official and walk on egg shells... "Feel free to relax Vig," he called before checking the pasta.

Relax, relax, relax Viggo told himself and felt the need to shake out his arms when Liev left the room. He knew they were trying, but it all seemed so hard. Viggo sighed wishing the comfortable companionship they'd shared still existed, but knew it would take time and work. At least we have a chance.

Liev made quick work of draining the pasta when it was done and put the fresh noodles back in the pot and set it on the store. Moving around the kitchen he took out the seasonings he put on it and the cheese that he used to do a makeshift sauce. If memory served him right he'd made the dish before when Viggo was around and he liked it. Nodding to himself Liev finished up and popped a few slices of french bread into the toaster to grill. "Hey Vig?" he asked poking his head out from the kitchen. "What would you like to drink? I'll just bring everything out to the living room and we can eat there."

Viggo had been sitting on the edge of the bed when Liev spoke and he quickly stood up. "A beer would be great," he said and headed out of the bedroom. "Anything I can help with?"

"Do you want to dish us up plates? Then I can bring out the beers and bread when it's done?" Liev hoped Viggo could hear him as he walked over to the fridge to get out a few bottles of beer, actually taking two for each of them rather than one. The fact that he'd been working on the apartment most of the day was starting to catch up on him and if Chicken had really given Viggo a workout he might be in the same boat.

"Sure," Viggo said pleased to have something to do. "Bourbon St was already getting pretty crazy when I was down there. I can imagine the bars will be packed."

"That doesn't sound too surprising. I thought of going down but the idea of being surrounded by drunken locals didn't sound too fun." Liev laughed a little and watched Viggo as he dished up the pasta. "If it wasn't for all the reminders this week I almost forgot tonight was New Year's Eve." When the toaster dinged Liev took the pieces of bread out, making sure to butter them while they were still steaming.

"Yeah," Viggo said quietly without looking up, "Although I'm hoping the New Year will mean a fresh start."

Liev looked over at Viggo at that, well more the tone in Viggo's voice then the actual words. "New Year's all about clean starts Viggo," he said lightly and nudged Viggo playfully as he reached for a plate to put the bread on and picked up the beer bottles. "Come on, lets go sit on the couch, eat, and find something silly to watch on TV."

"Sounds good," Viggo said with a smile and followed Liev to the couch chuckling when Chicken jumped up between them. He reached over and grabbed one of the bottles taking a quick mouthful before tackling the pasta realizing how hungry he was.

Liev gave Chicken a light pat when he sat down next to Viggo as best he could and opened a beer for himself. When Viggo started eating Liev leaned over to set one of the toasted pieces of bread on the edge of his plate before digging into his own food, relaxing a bit in the silence between them.

Looking up from his plate with a mouthful of pasta Viggo smiled at Liev. As they ate Chicken stretched out and fell asleep totally comfortable that both her dads were there with her. Viggo couldn't resist a chuckled, "That's a content little dog."

Liev looked down at the pup and smiled. Brushing his hand along the underside of Chicken's belly Liev nodded. "Definitely, I think she's used to having more then one person around." Shifting his gaze up to Viggo Liev reached over and gave Viggo's thigh a squeeze. "Although it'll make us getting comfy difficult."

"I think we'll manage," Viggo grinned despite the sudden downward rush of blood at the touch on his thigh. "I'm sure she wouldn't mind moving."

Liev looked from Chicken to the other part of the couch and nodded. "Probably wouldn't mind too much." Setting his nearly empty plate onto the coffee table before carefully lifting the sleepy dog so he could set her next to him on his other side.

Viggo chuckled at her big yawn and slight groan when Liev picked her up. "Poor bad done to Chicky," Viggo murmured and leant forward almost unbalancing his plate to blow a little raspberry on her belly. "Oops," he said and moved the plate to the table.

Chicken squirmed in Liev's hands and he laughed a bit, letting her finish the move by letting her walk over and curl into a ball. Looking over at Viggo Liev caught the other man's eyes and a lot of the nerves about what they were doing faded. You love him, he loves you. Shifting a bit on the couch Liev scooted closer to Viggo, filling in Chicken's now vacant spot.

"Want me to do that to your belly," Viggo giggled and tentatively reached for Liev's hand.

"You want to see if I scowl like her?" Liev asked, a smile on his face. Lifting his hand Liev let Viggo move his hand under his in a more comfortable position, lacing his fingers with Viggo's.

"I know you can do that," Viggo grinned and pulled a face. He glanced down at their hands and lifted them to his lips. "It's gonna get easier isn't Liev?"

"It will." Liev shifted so he could rest his head against Viggo's shoulder, his thumb brushing against the back of Viggo's palm. "Just need to stop feeling like I shouldn't be feeling mad."

Viggo frowned a little uneasily. "Does that mean you're still mad at me or that you're not but think you should be?"

"That I'm not and I think I should be," Liev said and tilted his head, giving Viggo's hand a squeeze. When Viggo remained quiet Liev kissed the side of Viggo's neck, keeping his head pillowed on Viggo's shoulder. "I'm just trying to be honest Vig, not make you uncomfortable."

"I know," Viggo murmured and turned to kiss Liev's hair. "I just ... I guess I think you should be mad too."

"I've thought a lot about how I should feel when it comes to you, none of it's what I think I should." Liev laughed, ignored the hesitant feelings he had and turned more on the couch so he could relax more against Viggo. Lifting their joined hands Liev urged Viggo to hook his arm around his shoulders and let out a deep breath. "I don't want to be with someone else."

"Me either ..." Viggo sighed and pulled Liev closer. "I have no excuse for what I did Liev ... didn't mean it to happen ... I went to tell him that the second time."

Liev nodded lightly, letting his eyes drift shut as he listened to the sound of Viggo's breathing. "Well I don't advise doing it again; next time we need to talk, I think I good slap to the head would be preferable."

"Yeah." Viggo gave a shaky giggle determined not to fall into the whole guilt cycle again. "It won't happen again ... but talking is good."

Liev leaned up and kissed Viggo's neck again, resting his hand on Viggo's thigh as he relaxed against him. "We'll get through this," he said, wanting to reassure them both.

"I'll make sure we do," Viggo whispered and dipped his head to rest it on Liev's.

Liev smiled at that comment, letting his eyes close so he could just relax. With how quiet the apartment was Liev could hear some of the surrounding apartment's parties starting up and Liev gave Viggo's thigh an unconscious squeeze.

Viggo smiled at the sounds of partying and rubbed his hand over Liev's arm. "Sounds like they're gonna make a long night of it ... but I like this better."

"Nothing wrong with them making it a long night," Liev said and nuzzled up against Viggo's neck again. "Do you want to stay tonight?"

Oh fuck yes! Viggo closed his eyes. "Yeah I'd like to ... so long as sleeping beauty doesn't mind," he joked trying to disguise just how much he wanted to stay and how terrified the thought made him..

"She still sleeps close to me or out here." Liev almost looked over at the pup but stopped himself at the last minute, not wanting to pull away from Viggo, especially now that he'd gotten comfy. "She shouldn't mind having an extra body in the bed again."

"She loves a cuddle," Viggo grinned and squeezed Liev. "Me too."

"Cuddles are good." Liev looked at the table at the spare beers he'd brought out and frowned, wishing he hadn't left them so far away. "So you really didn't have plans tonight?" Liev asked when he heard some of the cheers getting louder.

"None at all," Viggo shrugged, "Been keeping myself very much to myself. Haven't talked to anyone except poor Jake and I think I scared him ... and you."

Deciding to not comment on the scaring comment right away Liev ran his hand along Viggo's thigh instead. "You should get out a bit more Vig, staying in that much isn't that good." Leaning up Liev kissed Viggo's neck. "Especially if it leaves you scaring people."

"I'm out tonight," he half whispered and tentatively dipped his face so his lips found Liev's. The touch barely lasted a second before he pulled back and looked at Liev.

Liev held Viggo's gaze for a moment, his heart suddenly hammering in his chest like the first time they'd kissed. Swallowing Liev leaned in and pressed his lips back against Viggo's.

Viggo had not even dared to think this could happen again. His fingers slid through Liev's hair caressing while holding him close. He feels the tip of Liev's tongue against his lips and slowly welcomes it into his mouth.

When Liev felt Viggo's lips part under his he let his tongue move into Viggo's mouth. At first Liev was a little tentative but the taste, the touch, everything was so familiar. Liev let out a small sound and ran his tongue along Viggo's, moving a hand up to cup Viggo's head.

Breath through your nose ... you know how to do this, Viggo told himself feeling both panicked and overwhelmed by the kiss ... or more that the kiss would end. His tongue gently slid against Liev's the vibration of his moan passing between them.

Liev's hand tightened a bit against Viggo's head, fingers tangling in his hair as he lost himself to the kiss. When he became aware of the way his cock was responding to the kiss Liev slowly pulled out of it, his thumb stroking the base of Viggo's neck.

The lips eased away from his and he gave a breathless and slightly embarrassed laugh. He reached up for Liev's hand and pulled it from his neck understanding that Liev ... they needed more time. Holding the hand between his own he said, "I'm fine sleeping on the couch if you want?"

Liev shook his head, running his tongue over his lower lip as he leaned back against the couch a bit, mainly to keep from kissing Viggo again. "You don't have to do that. It's...this is nice having you around again," he paused and squeezed one of Viggo's hands. "Besides the couch isn't that comfy, and I slept in your bed before we talked."

"Yeah ... you did," Viggo smiled remembering how Liev helped him through that night. "But be warned, I still don't wear underwear."

Liev laughed a bit and sat up a bit from the couch to retrieve a beer. "Somehow I think I can handle that."

December 29, 2006; Viggo's Apartment; Jake Gyllenhaal, Viggo Mortensen, Liev Schreiber; R

Fri, 29 Dec 2006 08:11:33 GMT

[Cross posted to viggo_q and jake_q.]

Jake stepped through the French doors into Viggo's bedroom looking around for the phone. Okay ... this could be the totally wrong thing to do Vig, but I have no idea what else to do. Jake rummaged through some scraps of paper in the nightstand next to the phone, but couldn't see anything that resembled a phonebook. Frowning, he glanced back out at Viggo and then back to the phone. Taking a chance he hit the first number on speed dial.

Liev was sprawled out on his couch with a sacked out pup in his lap when he heard the phone ring. Considering today had been the first full day he'd been able to avoid being at the theater when there were deliveries and such going on Liev was tempted to let it go to his answering machine. After all he had to figure out if giving Mark the promotion he had around Christmas would pan out well. And why you gave him one now when you shouldn't be at home, alone, amazes me. Ignoring the thought Liev sighed and reached over to pick the handset off the coffee table. "Hello?"

"Um hi ... is this Liev?" Jake half whispered into the mouthpiece turning to see if Viggo had noticed what he was doing.

"Yeah, who's this?" Liev asked, looking again at the time while trying to figure out who would be calling him, not knowing it's him, and be whispering like that.

"I'm sorry man, it's Jake ... Viggo's neighbor," he said quickly willing Liev not to hang up on him. "I rang because I didn't know what else to do ... Viggo's really messed up."

When Liev heard Viggo's name he paused, looking down at the furball in his lap. Scratching behind Chicken's ears Liev sighed. "What do you mean he's messed up?"

"Um, I found him on the balcony," Jake started not exactly sure what to say. "I think he's been there for quite a while ... he's really drunk and keeps saying that he fucked everything up and that he loves you."

Liev closed his eyes at that and frowned, feeling a pain in his chest from that. You're not suppose to care anymore! "If you get him to bed he should be fine..." Liev offered weakly, petting Chicken a bit more.

"I tried Liev ... he won't listen to me ... he's really out of it and I think he's been there all night," Jake said starting to think Liev wouldn't come, "But I'll try again before he passes out on me."

Liev reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose. "No...Jake I'll be there in like fifteen minutes," he said ignoring the part of him that was asking him what the hell he was doing. "Just wait for me if you're in his place, I don't have a key." Before Liev could take back what he said or before the other man could ask him why he didn't have a key anymore Liev hung up the phone. Nudging Chicken off his lap Liev shook his head. "Your dad is being very stupid," he said and went to get his shoes on and a jacket. Shutting down the lights and turning the TV off Liev headed out.

By the time he got to the apartment Liev was questioning his sanity again but knocked lightly on the door.

Hearing the knock Jake eased his arm from around Viggo and said, "It'll be okay Vig, you'll see." He slowly got up and cut through the apartment to open the door. Liev looked anything but pleased to be there. "Thanks for coming," Jake said with a small smile, "I wouldn't have called if I thought it was just a simple bender."

Liev nodded his head, taking a deep breath to calm himself before following Jake into the apartment. He hadn't been there since he'd given Viggo his key back...and stop thinking about it! "Is he still conscious or did he pass out?"

"He's conscious but not really lucid," Jake said quietly and walked back through to the balcony where he could see Viggo slumped in the corner where he'd left him.

When they walked out onto the balcony Liev looked down at Viggo and frowned. He did look really bad, his head barely up and his skin far too pale. Walking over Liev squatted down and reached out, feeling Viggo's forehead, not too surprised that it felt a bit clammy even with a bit of heat to it. "What did you do to yourself Vig?" he asked lightly, not really expecting an answer from the other man. "Do you think you can help me get him inside Jake?"

"Yeah sure," Jake said quickly and moved to Viggo's other side to hook his arm around him.

Viggo looked up blearily and frowned, "Leave me Jake."

"Viggo stop," Liev said and gestured for Jake to keep doing what he was. "I'm not gonna be able to get you in on my own okay?" he asked, directing the question to Viggo - whether the other man understood or not was one thing.

Turning his face, Viggo tried to clear his vision. "Liev?" he said in a very shaky voice, "I fucked everything up." He repeated it a few more times gradually letting it fade into silent tears.

"Shhh, lets get you inside okay?" Liev brushed his hand through Viggo's hair before hooking the man's arm around his shoulders as well. With Jake's help getting Viggo inside and on the bed was relatively easy. At least easier than it would have been for Liev to do it by himself. "How long ago did you notice him?" Liev asked looking at Jake before he went to get a cool cloth from the bathroom, bringing the trash can with him to be safe.

"About an hour ago," Jake replied relieved that Liev seemed willing to look after Viggo. "I saw him there last night when I got home but that's not unusual. When I went out before he was sitting on the floor in the corner crying. There were quite a few empty bottles and looking at him I think he's been there all night. I tried to talk to him, but he just kept saying he loved you ..." Jake blushed at the last comment and looked over at Viggo.

Liev set the trash can near the edge of the bed and nodded his head as Jake talked. Knowing Viggo and the state he was in now Jake was probably right that the other man had been outside all evening getting drunk. Ignoring the way he felt at the crying bit Liev sat down next to Viggo on the bed and used the cloth to clean off Viggo's face. After he was done he folded it up and set it on Viggo's forehead. "You don't have to hang around unless you want to Jake," Liev said finally looking over at the other man.

Jake nodded and gently rubbed Viggo's shoulder. "You'll be okay Vig," he said quietly to the man looking at him with half focused eyes then turned to Liev. "Take care of him please."

"I will," Liev said watching the interaction before turning his gaze back to Viggo. You're a fool. He frowned at that thought but reached for the cloth, moving it over Viggo's face again and set it aside. Dimly he heard the door close in the apartment and assumed that Jake had made his way back over to his apartment. With the nervous looks Jake had given him Liev wondered if he knew anything going on with them. There's an us? Either way Liev was here for the long haul now. "I'll be back," he said to Viggo and went into the kitchen, getting some supplies: bottled water, crackers, and Advil.

The soft touch stopped and Viggo struggled to figure out what was going on. The room seemed wrong ... moving ... and everything hurt. His head and heart ached enough for Viggo to need another drink... then he remembered the touch. "Liev?" he croaked to the empty room.

"Right here," Liev said as he walked into the room with his arm load of supplies. Ignoring the nightstand Liev dumped them on the other side of the bed and kicked off his shoes before sitting down next to Viggo. Brushing his hand against Viggo's cheek Liev reached down for one of the bottles of water with the other. "Can you remember what you drank Vig?" he asked, keeping his tone light.

Viggo squeezed his eyes closed and lifted his hand to Liev's before moving it over to cover his face. The tears were there again, but this time he didn't want Liev to see.

Liev frowned when Viggo turned his head away. Closing his own eyes Liev rested the bottle of water on his lap for a minute before setting it on the night stand on his side of the bed. Picking up the bottle of pills and the other things he'd dumped on the bed Liev shifted on the bed so he was on his side before moving closer to Viggo. His heart was racing when he rested his arm lightly around Viggo's waist. "Shhh, let it out so you can sleep Vig," he whispered after a minute.

Liev's comfort deepened Viggo's grief and he cried hard into his hand feeling Liev pressed gently behind him.

Tightening his arm a bit Liev leaned his head against the back of Viggo's. "It'll feel better, just let go Vig," he said running his hand along Viggo's stomach.

***

It was dark in the room when Viggo cracked open his eyes but he could see the slight graying of the sky outside as it moved towards dawn. His head thumped and he tried to remember how he got on the bed. A faint familiar snore brought it back ... he remembered Jake, then Liev holding him ... at some stage rubbing his back while he vomited. The tears prickled his eyes again, but he fought them and lay quietly listening to Liev sleep behind him.

Liev shifted in his sleep when he felt the bed dip. Most of the night Liev had tried staying awake but the longer he was with Viggo the more he knew he couldn't go home. Only after Viggo had seemed to calm down had he let himself drift off. When he felt the bed shift again Liev blinked his eyes open a bit and rolled over a bit to look at Viggo. The man's back was to him so he couldn't see if he was still sleeping or not.

Viggo kept very still when Liev moved; terrified Liev would know he was awake and leave. If this was all he could have he didn't want it to end yet.

Liev listened for a moment as he watched Viggo's back. When the man didn't move Liev let out a deep breath shifted on the bed again. Sitting up Liev reached over to the night stand, picking up a bottle of water and the Advil. Opening it he took a few pills himself before shaking out a few extra for Viggo. Being careful not to jar Viggo Liev leaned over and put the pills on Viggo's nightstand next to the bottle of water he'd set there earlier.

Please don't go, Viggo pleaded silently when he felt Liev moving and held his breath until he felt him settle back on the bed. Lying in the dark Viggo stared at the tiny pills and water on the nightstand. Eventually deciding Liev knew he was awake but didn't want to talk Viggo eased himself onto his elbow and reached for the pills coughing quietly when the water hit the back of his throat.

When Viggo moved and took the pills Liev frowned slightly. Knowing he was up and knew that someone was there Liev figured the other man didn't want to see him. You stayed why? Ignoring the thought Liev took another drink of water from his bottle, letting the silence wear on a bit longer. "Do you want some toast" he asked finally, not able to handle the dead silence as they both tried ignoring each other.

"Um, I'm not sure ... yeah maybe," Viggo said quietly in a very rough voice. He rubbed his hand tentatively over the stubble on his face and ran it back through his hair grimacing at how dirty it felt.

Liev reached over and gave Viggo's shoulder a light pat. "I'll go make some toast, if you can stomach it it'll help, if not no worries." He waited a moment to see if Viggo would complain before getting up off the bed. "If you need anything else just holler okay?" Walking out Liev dug out the things he needed from the kitchen, putting in some slices of bread right away.

The gentle touch was almost too much for Viggo and his head dropped into his hands for a moment. He could hear Liev in the kitchen and it was so much like before ... stop it! With a sniff and huffed breath Viggo got up and, after a visit to the bathroom, wandered through to the kitchen pulling up a chair at the table where he could watch Liev.

Liev had pulled out a few other things from the fridge by the time Viggo had come out. He knew the other man wouldn't be able to stomach anything other than plain toast, maybe a little butter, but Liev's own stomach was reminding him how long ago he'd eaten. Looking up Liev caught the Viggo looking at him and turned back to the toast when it popped up. Leaving a slice plain Liev buttered the other and set them on a plate. Grabbing another bottle of water Liev walked over and set the bottle and toast on the table. "If the butter sits well I can make some more with it," he said.

Viggo lifted the bottle and took a mouthful before tackling the toast. He took a tentative bite of the buttered slice and chewed slowly giving Liev a small grateful smile.

Liev gave Viggo's shoulder a light squeeze before going to make some more toast for himself. Looking between the jams he'd managed to find in the fridge. Finally choosing one Liev put the other away and cut up the banana he'd found. Setting the sliced on a place Liev buttered and jammed his toast when it was done before joining Viggo at the table.

"You always were more a breakfast person than me," Viggo said quietly trying to sound normal despite his heaving stomach that was only partially the result of his hangover.

"You might be if you didn't work the opposite schedule," Liev said and looked over at Viggo. Picking up a piece of banana Liev chewed it in thought and reached over, giving Viggo's hand a light squeeze. "Do you want to talk? You had Jake rather worried."

Viggo looked down at their hands and said in a near whisper, "I didn't mean that ... I'll apologize to him later." He took a deep breath and hesitated before saying, "I don't know what to say Liev ... I fucked up. I acted like a whore and fucked everything up."

"That doesn't mean you should go and try and hurt yourself," Liev said, not pulling his hand away. Looking at their hands Liev intertwined their fingers. Stroking his thumb over the back of Viggo's hand Liev looked over at him. "I can't say I don't feel hurt, that it doesn't hurt...that I assumed things I shouldn't have."

"It was all wrong ... all my fault," Viggo mumbled and glanced up at Liev. "I don't know why I did it ... except I, I dunno."

Liev held Viggo's gaze and squeezed his hand again. "We should have talked about us a long time ago. We never did that." Looking down Liev took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Did you want to be with him?"

"Um maybe, no not like that," Viggo tried to clarify but failed miserably. "I don't know what I wanted Liev ... maybe this time I wanted to provide a reason to be left."

Liev frowned. "Did you think I was leaving you? I know I never said how I felt when I should, but..."

Viggo shrugged because he genuinely didn't know the answer to that. "Maybe," he mumbled.

You never told him. Giving Viggo's hand a final squeeze Liev let go and stood up from his chair, moving instead to one closer to Viggo. "Christ Viggo, why didn't you ask me? I...God I've thought of you as my boyfriend for awhile, but I could never tell if you wanted that...I thought you did, just we never talked about it."

Viggo sighed, sat back in his chair and rubbed a weary hand over his face. "If I asked you might have told me what I didn't want to hear."

Liev nearly asked him if sleeping with someone else was a better way to find out but stopped himself. From the night before and looking at Viggo now he knew that the other man regretted it. Or at least he hoped he did. "Do you love me?" Liev asked, watching Viggo's face closely.

An almost unreasonable fear clenched Viggo's heart and he sat and stared at Liev. The muscles in his jaw tightened until his teeth ached, but Viggo needed to take the risk. "Yes Liev ... I love you. I have since before you ever touched me."

When Viggo didn't flinch away from his gaze Liev swallowed, his throat suddenly a bit dry. Actually hearing it from Viggo made his head race even under the anger he'd tried keeping up since Jake had called. "Do you want to be with me?" he asked, voice soft enough Liev wouldn't have known it was his if he'd simply heard it himself.

Too late to back down now ... admit it all. Viggo's heart was pounding so hard he could see the red halo with each beat ... his head felt like it was about to cave in, but he had to continue and lay it all out there for Liev. "More than anything."

Liev watched the emotions flicker over Viggo's face and in that moment Liev knew the answer to Liam's question. Can you forgive him? Reaching out Liev picked up Viggo's hand. I love you Viggo, I meant that when I said that before. I...we're not okay, we're not perfect, but I want us to be an us," Liev paused and looked down at their hands before looking back at Viggo. "If that's what you want."

Viggo couldn't answer and drew away from Liev. He stood and walked to the small window overlooking the street below and said, "I want that Liev, but can we really get past all this? Can you deal with us not being okay?"

When Viggo walked away from him Liev took a deep breath, schooling himself for Viggo to completely shoot him down. But he didn't and Liev took a moment to think of his answer to Viggo's question, knowing he deserved that much. "I want to get past it. Hopefully we wouldn't be not okay forever Vig."

"I don't deserve someone like you Liev," Viggo mumbled but turned to look at him. "I ... hope we can." As the words left his lips Viggo needed to be close to Liev and took the few steps to where he was sitting. Viggo's touch on Liev's cheek was soft and tentative. "Maybe we can?" he whispered.

Liev smiled at the light touch and reached over to give Viggo's knee a squeeze. "I think we're worth it to try. We just have to talk to each other, yeah?"

Viggo nodded, you're worth it Liev. He brushed his hand over Liev's head and smiled a little weakly, "Maybe I can finally talk you into growing your hair?"

Liev closed his eyes at the touch, calming himself at the same time before looking back over at Viggo. "Want me to grow it out huh?"

"Yeah," Viggo agreed trying to settle into an almost normal conversation. "I always wanted something I could really get my fingers through." Viggo's breath hitched a little at the end of the sentence remembering teasing Liev about that while they made love.

Liev saw the slight addition of color on Viggo's cheeks and Liev reached over to slide his plate onto the side of the table he was at, keeping his hand on Viggo's knee. "Maybe I'll look into it."

Viggo nodded not sure what else to say. He blinked a few times to clear his eyes and said softly, "What do you need me to do Liev?"

Liev took a bite of his toast and thought about that. He knew that he couldn't jump right back into what they had. Not when he didn't know if this was completely over but. "A bit of time," Liev said, it was the only logical thing he could think of at the moment. "Not away, just...will need some time before we're back to trying certain things. Is that going to be okay?"

"Time ... yeah of course," Viggo answered and moved back a little.

Liev almost immediately felt guilty and reached out to him. "You don't have to do that," he said looking over at Viggo. "Just...some things." Taking Viggo's hand Liev brought it up and kissed the back of it. "We're official now though, yeah?"

When Liev's lips touched his skin Viggo felt his stomach give a little flutter then lurch and he worried briefly that it might be taken the wrong way if he threw up at this point. Settling his nerves he frowned and repeated, "Official?"

Liev dropped their hands down to his knee. "Official...boyfriends, not just seeing each other?"

"I'd like that," Viggo said with a half smile but his expression quickly changed when he added, "I'll need to be tested Liev."

"I know." Liev's voice was light at that and he gave Viggo's hand a squeeze before letting go. "That'll give me some time. It's over right?"

"Was never really anything ... I don't know if I meant it to happen or why I let it happen."

Liev nodded his head and looked over at Viggo again. "Then we'll get you tested and go from there."

27 December, 2006; Bar in French Quarter; Liev Schreiber, Johnny Depp; R

Thu, 28 Dec 2006 03:54:45 GMT

[Crossposted to johnny_quarter.]

Liev shifted on the stool he was sitting on, pleased that he didn't slide off it. He'd been sitting there for at least a half an hour and Liev couldn't remember if it was his third drink, or was it fourth? Logically, Liev knew the fact he'd been out drinking after work lately wasn't good, wasn't really him. But how often are you cheated on? Ahhh a bit. Sighing, Liev picked up his glass and took another drink. Once he set it down Liev looked around at the other patrons, noting the faces that hadn't been there when he first came in.

Johnny had been at the bar maybe half an hour, and was debating whether to go home or not. Not that there was much to do at home, though, and he was too tipsy to paint, or at least to paint well. Too late to play music without pissing the neighbours off, and so he stepped up to the bar for another in spite of himself. He didn't really like beer, so he was drinking Scotch, and it was probably only that fact that led him to converse with the perfect stranger sitting next to him while he waited for his drink. "Cold night out," he said, and immediately wanted to kick himself for the conversation starter.

It took Liev a moment before he realized that the man was talking to him. Looking over Liev gave him a brief smile. "Yeah, kind of usual for December I think."

"I'm sorry," Johnny replied with a grin when he realized his stupidity had been noted. "I think my conversational skills decrease exponentially with these," he explained apologetically, nodding to the glass the barman passed to him.

Liev shook his head and gave the man a bit of a more honest smile. "No worries. I think that's the draw to bars. Forgetting the logical."

"Amen to that," Johnny agreed, extending his hand. "I'm Johnny, by the way."

Liev shook the other man's hand. "Liev."

"You from the neighbourhood? Don't think I've seen you here."

"Yeah, well, sort of." Liev laughed when he realized how he was babbling. "I've lived here for a long time, have been out of the bar scene for a bit though."

"Fair enough. I only loiter here in the wintertime, when it's too cold to do anything outside," Johnny reasoned. "Still better than sitting around the apartment, I guess."

"Definitely," Liev said and thought about how little he'd been home lately. "Getting out of the house is definitely a bonus, and if you get liquored up while doing it, great."

"Yes indeed," Johnny agreed. "So what do you do around here, when you're not imbibing that is?" he asked with a grin.

"Act a bit, write..." Liev shrugged a little at that and then laughed. "I run the Lucid Dreams Theater." Looking Johnny over Liev leaned a bit against the bar and gestured for another drink for himself. "What about you?"

"Oh, I've seen it but never seen a show I'm afraid," Johnny replied. "I'm an artist and a musician, but to pay the bills I teach high school. Not exactly the most appropriate of teachers, but it works," he joked as he took another sip of his whisky.

"You'll have to come buy in the spring if you're an artist. Usually do more artistic stuff then." Liev laughed a bit when he thought of the man by him teaching. "Teaching, sounds like a good profession."

"I'll definitely try to make it. And teaching's fine I guess, though I have less and less hope for the youth of America the more I do it. Still, you get some good kids, the ones whose parents don't give a fuck about them mostly. It's nice to have a positive influence," Johnny assessed.

"I see some of those kids at auditions for the theater." Liev took a drink from his glass and nodded lightly. "If you're a bit unconventional that can be a good thing."

"I certainly never was very conventional myself," Johnny replied. "Though I was more interested in fucking guys twice my age and riding all over the damned country on my motorcycle than going to theatre auditions," he admitted, an admission that in many situations would probably get him killed but the alcohol had loosened his tongue.

"Motorcycles huh?" Liev asked and looked Johnny over again. "Nothing wrong with that if it's the thing you wanted to do. Acting is rather overrated any ways, can be a way to get money but yeah."

Johnny noticed how Liev commented on the motorcycles, rather than the fucking. Well, that was interesting. "I've always enjoyed the theatre when I could afford it, but it's not my thing. I much prefer visual art, it's just more... visceral to me. Closer to the surface emotions. I couldn't work from a script, you know? It's about what's in the moment."

"I used to want to be an artist more than acting, but I was never good at it," Liev said and watched the way the other man seemed to get lost as he talked about his art. "Acting is a release, gets me to let go of myself a bit in real life."

"Mm, sounds nice," Johnny replied, licking his lips unconsciously. "My art is almost too much of myself these days, I'll admit. Leaves me feeling very vulnerable sometimes."

"Feel too open?" Liev asked and turned his stool a bit more so he could watch more of Johnny than the bar. "Must be interesting art though."

Johnny smiled and shrugged. "It varies, you know, some so abstract you'd think I was crazy for feeling that way about it, and some more concrete. The piece that was most representative of myself I sold recently to a man who has more use for it than I do. That's the way it goes sometimes."

"Hey, money for art is always a major plus." Liev noticed the man's drink running low and gestured to it. "Do you want another?"

Johnny thought for a moment. Correct answer would be no... "Sure, why not?"

Liev smiled and called the bartender over, asking him to get Johnny another drink and put it on his tab. With that done Liev turned back to the other man. "Figure I can help with getting someone else a bit tipsy instead of just myself."

"Well much obliged to you," Johnny replied with a smile. "I actually can't remember the last time I was drunk, but don't tell the artistic community. They'll have my reputation destroyed," he joked.

Liev laughed at that, not really focusing on how often he'd been drunk as of late. Not always completely drunk but at least healthily buzzed. "You're secret's safe with me."

"You know, it's funny how when you're young you have this image of yourself as an adult as being devastatingly cool and so unlike your parents, and then you grow up and realize that partying all the time isn't all it's cracked up to be," Johnny mused as he took a sip of his drink.

"Yeah, or when you first get out on your own, you kind of think it'll be this hugely fun thing." Liev shook his head and took another drink from his glass, as ironic as it seemed.

"Something like that. But God, I'm sorry, what am I doing wallowing like this when an attractive man just bought me a drink? I'm clearly out of practice," Johnny teased with a smile meant to be non-threatening as possible, in case he wasn't reading the situation wrong.

Liev felt his cheeks color a bit at that, especially coming from a stranger. He'd grown used to hearing things like that from Viggo...but he's not really here anymore is he? Smiling Liev shook his head a bit. "I'm out of practice too," he admitted after a long moment.

Johnny grinned and held his glass out, clinking it to Liev's. "To practice, then," he suggested with a soft smile and just a hint of mischief in his eyes before he took a sip.

"To practice," Liev echoed and drank to that salute. Looking briefly between his drink and Johnny.

Johnny watched the curve Liev's throat as he took a swallow, and wondered in the fuzzy recesses of his brain, with impeccable drunk-logic, what would be the best way to coax him into a kiss, maybe a bit more. They drank in silence for a moment, and when the glasses were near empty, he spoke again. "Want to get some air, maybe? Getting a bit smoky in here..."

Liev looked around the bar and had to agree that it was starting to get smokier. Actually Liev was surprised to see that the bar had gotten busier while he'd been talking to the man. He thought about the offer and nodded his head, knowing he'd need something to sober him up a bit before he could even attempt to walk back to his apartment. "Yeah, air might be a good thing," Liev said, focusing on Johnny again.

"Excellent." Johnny finished his drink in one long swallow and set the glass down on the bar, heading towards the door with Liev behind him. The air outside was cool but not freezing, and the street was relatively quiet. There was a ledge sticking out from the building to one side, and Johnny hopped up to sit on it, patting the concrete next to him.

Liev took in a few deep breaths, trying to clear his head and adjust to the change in noise level when they got outside. For the most part he was walking fairly straight and Liev was thankful for that. When Johnny patted the ledge he moved over and hopped up onto the ledge next to him. "I'm surprised it's not as cold as it could be."

"Don't like the weather, stick around a few days. It'll change." Johnny recited one of his mother's favourite Southern sayings by heart with a smile on his face. "Global warming, maybe... fuck if I know, but it's better than snow all the time. Does it snow where you're from?" he asked, brain jumping around a little as the drink worked it's way further into his bloodstream.

"I like the sound of that." Liev rubbed his hands down his thighs slightly and shook his head. "It'd snow a bit, but not all that much."

Johnny's eyes unconsciously followed Liev's hands, and he licked his lips without thinking about it as he imagined the strength of the thigh muscles underneath Liev's trousers. You're drunk, he reminded himself, but he was sorely tempted. "Sometimes snow's nice... curling up in front of a fireplace and all that... but I prefer things hot," he said, completely missing the double entendre in his state.

Liev looked over at Johnny at that, just catching the other man licking his lips. What are you doing? Focusing on his lips Liev nodded. "I always like hot instead of cold. Not into layering up all that much."

"Yeah," Johnny agreed, a smile coming to his face when he caught where Liev's eyes were focused. "Less is more..." And with that he leaned in, slowly, wanting to give the other man a chance to stop him before gently pressing his lips to Liev's.

Liev almost pulled back right away but stopped when he felt the other man's lips against his. Free agent. Ignoring his thoughts Liev pressed his lips back against Johnny's, a bit tentative at first before getting a little more confident.

Johnny smiled against the other man's mouth, not in a hurry, slowly letting his hand come up to stroke Liev's hair as he became a move active participant. He sensed a bit of hesitation, and didn't want to scare the man off, but his lips were warm and tasted of whisky and the buzz Johnny was riding made him eager.

Liev relaxed a bit when he felt Johnny's hand in his hair. The touch was unfamiliar but the gesture wasn't and Liev could feel his heart racing. Shifting a bit Liev let his lips part just enough he could suck lightly at the other man's lower lip.

Johnny moaned lightly, closer to a sigh, when he felt Liev take more of a lead, and his fingers tightened ever so slightly in Liev's hair as his hand rested on the man's thigh. He wasn't going to be presumptuous--not yet, anyway--but the kiss was quite nice and he was content to relax into it.

Riding a bike. The thought barely flittered over Liev's thoughts when he felt Johnny's hand move over his thigh. Trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach Liev let his tongue just barely move out to slide along Johnny's lower lip.

Again, Johnny schooled his reactions so as not to startle the other man, but the sensation of Liev licking his lip was lovely, and it had been so long. Johnny's hand moved from Liev's hair to caress his cheek instead, his finger's brushing lightly over Liev's ear in the process.

Liev couldn't stop from moaning when he felt the touch along his cheek. It had been weeks since Viggo had touched him like this. Viggo's gone remember? Pushing that aside Liev leaned in a bit more, dipping his tongue into Johnny's mouth, tasting the other man's drink and a faint taste of cigarettes.

Johnny was encouraged by the little moan from Liev, and he licked greedily at the other man's mouth, his tongue dancing with Liev's as his hand tightened slightly on the man's thigh, inching higher but not enough yet to be considered inappropriate for a public sidewalk.

When Liev felt Johnny's hand move higher he groaned again. The butterflies were still there but the press of someone hot against him mixed with the booze made it easy for Liev to focus on the kiss instead of how it felt wrong. Tastes too different. Reaching a tentative hand over Liev brushed his hand against Johnny's.

Johnny smiled inwardly and turned his hand briefly to squeeze Liev's, lacing his fingers with the other man's and stroking the back of his hand gently with a thumb before pulling his hand away again, letting it creep slightly higher as his other hand moved again to the back of Liev's head to hold him steady as he made the kiss deeper, more passionate.

Liev let Johnny lead the kiss, feeling his cock harden as the kiss heated up a bit. Moving his hand up a bit Liev let it just graze up the side of Johnny's thigh before resting on the other man's hip, suddenly not quite sure what to do with it.

Johnny scooted a little closer on the ledge, encouraging the other man, so that their legs pressed tightly against each other. Tugging a bit at Liev's lower lip, Johnny pulled back slightly, looking into the man's eyes again before he turned to nibble lightly on his ear.

Keeping his eyes closed Liev tilted his head to the side, giving Johnny a bit more room. When he finally opened them Liev wasn't quite as ready to see someone not Viggo up against him. You can do this, he did this. Kick starting himself a bit Liev finally moved his hand up Johnny's side, up around the man's shoulder, and finally stopped at the back of his head.

Encouraged by Liev's movements, tentative though they were, Johnny kept on what he was doing, kissing lightly down Liev's neck, sucking gently and pressing slightly with his teeth in spots. His thumb, still on the man's inner thigh, caressed gently back and forth, rubbing lightly through Liev's trousers.

Liev leaned into Johnny's body a bit more, his fingers working through the other man's hair. He let out a soft groan when he felt Johnny's lips pass over a sensitive spot on his neck. I love how you react when I kiss here. Closing his eyes at the memory Liev pulled his head back enough he could guide Johnny's head up away from his neck, bringing their lips together again.

Johnny wondered at the slight tension he felt in the muscles under his hands before the man brought their lips together again, but he brushed away the thought, too drunk to puzzle it out. Instead he kissed back greedily, his hands soothing as his lips devoured.

This time as they kissed Liev groaned into it, pushing his tongue into Johnny's mouth to taste him. Reaching down Liev guided Johnny's hand a bit higher, groaning when he felt the pressure against his cock.

Johnny grinned against Liev's lips when the man made that move, and pressed his palm down firmly, taking his action as permission. He kissed Liev hungrily for a moment, his hand kneading gently, until he realized that they were after all in public, drunk or not, and he didn't fancy getting arrested at the moment. "Come back to my place?" he asked when he pulled away, feeling Liev's breath warm against his lips. "It's not far."

Liev took a deep breath when Johnny pulled back. It took him a minute to realize that Johnny had just invited him back to his place. Considering the caress against his cock Liev nodded his head, ignoring how hard his heart was pounding. Been weeks, you need this, something uncomplicated.

When Liev nodded, Johnny stood, reluctantly removing his hand and instead taking Liev's own, pulling him up from the ledge and leading the way down the sidewalk towards his studio. The buzz was starting to wear off, but there was still enough for him to do this without question, take a stranger home to his apartment. At least he didn't seem like an axe murderer.

Liev followed Johnny, looking down at their joined hands as they walked. The slight chill to the air helped clear up some of Liev's head but unfortunately didn't do much for the state of his arousal. Rolling his neck Liev swallowed again, tightening his fingers against Johnny's.

"Y'all right?" Johnny asked, giving Liev's hand a squeeze in return as they neared his block.

"Yeah, I think," Liev said and looked over at Johnny. Looking him over Liev shook his head. "Been...awhile," he added trying to make up a reason why his stomach was starting to tighten up a bit.

"Oh," Johnny replied with a sympathetic smile. "Know the feeling. Here, this is me," he offered, showing Liev the staircase as he dug in his pocket for the key.

Liev looked at the staircase and nodded. At first he wasn't sure which he was nodding to, the fact that Johnny wasn't use to this either or the fact that he needed to go in. Rubbing his palms over his jeans Liev nodded again.

Johnny frowned, seeing the other man's discomfort, and let himself into the apartment, gesturing Liev to follow. It was a tiny space, cluttered with art and clothing and books, and the only place to sit was the bed, which he cleared off with a quick sweep of his arm, pushing the sheets up in a comic attempt at bed-making that was rather pointless anyway if things went according to plan. Though, Johnny could tell Liev was nervous and he didn't want to push. "Can I get you anything? Wine? I guess that might not be the best idea," he added with a little laugh.

Liev looked at the art scattered around Johnny's apartment before looking over at the bed. "Umm, do you have a beer? Not that I need more alcohol but might help with the nerves."

Johnny frowned, then smiled and walked to the little kitchen area at one end of the room, leaning down to the fridge and taking out a beer for Liev and a bottle of water for himself. "You know, we don't have to," he offered. "If the idea is bothering so much." He sat next to Liev and handed the man his drink, careful not to make his tone sound too disappointed. He certainly didn't want to sleep with someone who was on the verge of freaking out about it.

Liev took the drink and felt his cheeks flush. "It's not that," Liev said and shook his head. Reaching over Liev stroked Johnny's thigh. Deciding it wouldn't hurt more then the way he was being hesitant Liev decided to go for it. "I'm gonna sound like a pity story but I just got out of a...thing."

"Ah," Johnny replied, nodding in understanding as he took a swig of his water, laying his hand atop Liev's in a comforting gesture and stroking gently. "Wanna talk about it, or are you trying to forget?" he asked, wanting to give the man either option. Not that drinking and fucking your way through your problems was a good idea, exactly, but he wasn't going to talk the man out of it if that was what he wanted.

"Been trying to forget," Liev said and took a long drink of the beer before setting it down. "As you can guess I'm sure." Liev looked over at Johnny and slid his hand down the other man's knee. "I don't want to be a tease. Maybe we could just keep it...light?"

"It's all right," Johnny offered, reaching up and carding his fingers through Liev's hair. "You haven't quite made it to 'tease' stage yet. Now if we had gotten much further outside the bar..." he teased, grinning as he leaned forward to press a kiss to Liev's jaw, having trouble resisting the man who was clearly distressed but also quite lovely and endearing.

Liev laughed, relaxing a bit more at the joke. "Mmm glad to know that," Liev said and stroked his hand along Johnny's thigh a bit more. Light, light I can do. Moving his fingers inward a bit more Liev tilted his head to catch Johnny's in a light kiss.

Johnny smiled and returned the kiss, though he pulled away before it got too heated. "Would you like a back rub?" he offered. "Might relax you a bit, take your mind off things. And to be honest, if I keep kissing you I'm going to want to touch you, and if I touch you I'm going to want to fuck you, and that's not exactly 'light,' you know," he joked, pressing one more kiss to Liev's lips.

Liev couldn't help but smile, it was nice that to know that he had an attraction effect on someone. "That sounds good, cause yeah, no tease," Liev said looking between Johnny's eyes and his lips before leaning back. "I'm sure this isn't what you planned when you offered for me to come over."

Johnny smiled and shook his head. "No, but it's fine. I'm a firm believer in karma, you know. Good deed here, good deed there, and you'll get what you need later in life. Here, roll over," he instructed, kicking off his shoes and kneeling up on the bed.

"I like your viewpoint," Liev said and did the same, toeing his shoes off before rolling onto his stomach.

"Life's too short to get hung up on things," Johnny reasoned, kneeling astride the other man's legs when he was in place and then digging his fingers firmly into the muscles of Liev's shoulders, massaging at length before continuing down his back.

Liev closed his eyes when he felt Johnny's fingers press against the knots that had been building up in his shoulders. Groaning Liev started looking around the room again. "Your work?" he asked stretching out a bit.

"Yeah," Johnny replied, looking at the pieces in Liev's line of sight. "I can't commit one project at a time... most of it isn't going to sell, though, it's just what I do."

"Mmm," Liev paused and laid his head down on his folded arms. "Maybe you can sell me one."

Johnny laughed lightly as he pushed his thumbs into the knots at either side of Liev's spine. "I should use this sales tactic more often. Relax my customers into generosity, I like it."

"I like art," Liev said in defense although his body was definitely liking the massage. "Although this could be a good closing note to a transaction."

"Fair enough," Johnny conceded with a smile. "You're welcome to take a look and see if anything catches your eye. Or if you're serious and nothing in particular appeals, I do commissions. Money goes to the AIDS Foundation, well, unless I really need a little extra to eat in a given month," he amended with a little grin.

Liev nodded and relaxed against the bed, resting his head more comfortably on his folded arms. "Maybe I'll take you up on both. Could do with something to hang up in the lobby of my theater."

"I do some abstract stuff from time to time, might work for you," Johnny suggested as he rubbed the man's lower back. "I've been getting more commissions from friends lately, which is a welcome change from all the damned tourist paintings I had to do over the summer."

"Tourist—good for the community, bad for the locals," Liev said and groaned when Johnny started massaging a tender spot. "Sorry this isn't turning out how you'd wanted."

"Well, this wasn't exactly how I'd expected to be getting noises out of you," Johnny joked good-naturedly, leaning down to place a brief kiss at the base of Liev's neck as he worked the spot Liev had reacted to thoroughly, "but seriously, don't worry about it. I'm happy to help a man in need, and it's not like I'd planned to get laid tonight. It's been a long enough dry spell that I'm used to it, and not unhappily," he explained.

Liev's eyes blinked shut at the kiss, the gesture was tender and it made the little voice in the back of Liev's head ask him why he was just getting a massage and not getting a real workout. Reaching back with one hand Liev stroked his hand up the side of Johnny's leg, well as best he could in the position. "If I was in a better frame of mind and hadn't been through the ringer the last week I'd definitely have helped with that dry spell thing."

Johnny smiled at the touch, but shrugged off Liev's words. "Really, don't worry about it. You're probably just not in the right place yet, you know? Give it a bit of time, and if you're still interested whenever you're feeling better, well you know where to find me."

"Or if I just want a good back rub," Liev added with a laugh, looking back at the artwork against the wall.

Johnny smiled at that, replying teasingly, "Hey, if you keep spotting me drinks I'll call it even."

"I think I could handle that in exchange for this. Could even buy you a bottle." Liev chuckled.

"Now you're talking," Johnny replied with a grin, patting Liev's back lightly and then rolling over to flop onto his own back next to the other man. "All done. Feel better?"

Liev stretched a bit so he could test his back before settling down on the bed again. "Wonderful," he said and looked over at Johnny. "Hadn't realized how tight I was."

"I just want you to know how good I'm being, refraining from a dirty comment on that," Johnny teased, his eyes closing as he folded his hands behind his head.

Liev laughed and rolled onto his stomach, giving Johnny a light poke in his side. "You're being very good."

Johnny grinned and then opened his eyes, turning to face Liev. "Seriously though, you gonna be all right, man? Anything I can do for you?"

Liev nodded. "I think so, I hope so, just...had someone I was with tell me he'd been with someone else." Liev shrugged a bit and rolled a bit closer to Johnny, watching the man's face before kissing his cheek.

"Ooh," Johnny replied, his face forming a sympathetic cringe. "That stings." Reaching up, he brushed Liev's cheek with his thumb, tracing down the man's chin. "For what it's worth, though I haven't known you long, I think he's a bloody fool. But then, I guess we all have our reasons."

Liev closed his eyes at the touch. "I appreciate that, although I think I added to things." Shaking his head Liev stroked his hand over Johnny's stomach. "I do have to admit you've given me a bit of an ego boost tonight."

Johnny purred slightly, an involuntary sound like a cat, when Liev stroked his stomach, and then smiled. "Glad I could do that at least, then. It'll get easier with time, you know."

"I know...all takes time." Liev rolled onto his back before pushing himself up. "I should go before I start teasing you again."

Johnny laughed but didn't stop the other man. "I'd invite you to stay, but I confess the alcohol is making me a bit sleepy at the moment. Here, I have a card around here somewhere," he offered, fishing around in the nightstand drawer. "You can give me a call if you're ever in the mood for a drink or a back rub or whatever."

Liev looked down at the card and nodded, slipping it into his back pocket. "I'll take you up on that." Before he completely pushed up from the bed Liev leaned over, giving Johnny a final kiss. "Sleep well Johnny."

"You too," Johnny replied, returning the kiss and then leaning back onto the pillows again, not planning to do much more than kick off his jeans before falling asleep. "Be safe."

Backstory: February, 2006; Random Bar; Viggo Mortensen, Liev Schreiber; R

Wed, 27 Dec 2006 09:42:54 GMT

[Cross posted to viggo_q.]

Liev grinned when one of the cast members from his latest production gave him a slap on the back. It was closing night and everyone had talked him into going out and celebrating with the cast. And honestly now Liev was happy he had. Taking the shot that was put in front of him Liev threw it back and let out a sigh at the slight burn. When he was asked to go out on the dance floor Liev declined and instead looked around the bar. It had been awhile since he'd gone out to the bar scene and in some ways it looked like he hadn't been missing much.

The band had finished and his glass was empty so Viggo wandered back into the bar for a refill. He lifted the glass to alert the barman and hauled himself up onto a bar stool. It was a busy night and there were a few faces he didn't see too often and one he wasn't sure if he'd seen at all. The man next to him he had definitely not seen before so Viggo waited until he glanced in his direction and smiled.

Liev caught the smile from the man that was suddenly sitting next to him. Returning the smile Liev watched as the bartender made his way toward the stranger. Realizing he might be assumed to be starring Liev looked down at the bar and gestured to his glass when the bartender looked his way.

Okay ... I got a smile back, Viggo thought and was a little dismayed at how something as small as that caused a spark of adrenaline. He downed half his new drink and turned. "Hi I'm Viggo."

When the man didn't immediately take off Liev half wondered if he should say something. And then the other man did it for him. Turning to look at the man, Viggo, Liev smiled again. "Liev," he said looking up at the other man's eyes. "You get as much hassle about your name too?"

"Oh shit yeah," Viggo laughed and instantly liked him. "All my life I wanted a normal name ... even in Denmark it's a dorky name." He sipped his drink and shook his head.

Liev was glad he hadn't offended the other man and grinned. "I've been in the states my whole life, always been kind of dorky."

"I was born here but my father is Danish and we moved around a lot, I actually grew up in South America. You don't sound local though?" Viggo was well aware that he was talking too much but he didn't want to give this man a chance to leave.

Liev shook his head, swallowing the mouthful of beer he had before answering. "No, not local to the area. I've moved around a lot in the states, never been over seas though." Leaning against the bar a bit Liev found himself looking at the other man's mouth. "Settled in here a few years ago," he added, not sure why he offered that up.

Viggo smiled that he hadn't scared Liev off and said, "Me too, settled here a few years ago that is. I'm surprised we haven't bumped into each other before."

"Have to admit lately I haven't been doing the bar scene too often." Liev looked out toward the dance floor at the cast members and then back at Viggo. "I've never been here before. My friends kind of drug me out."

"I'm glad they did," Viggo smiled and raised his drink. "I come here fairly often which is a bit dumb when I work in a bar, but at least I'm not the one delivering drinks here."

Liev raised his drink as well before taking a drink. "Work in a bar huh?" he asked looking Viggo up and down briefly. "Maybe I need to start going to bars more often."

"I work at Bayou Blues if you ever venture down to Decatur St," Viggo suggested and tried very hard not to look as interest as he was. "It's a traditional Jazz and Blues venue and I know the barman will slip you a few free drinks."

Liev nodded, taking note of the name of the bar. "I think I've passed by there, I don't work too far from Decatur myself," he paused for a moment, looking at his drink before back over at Viggo. He hadn't been out in the flirting realm of the world for a bit but this felt somewhat familiar. "Do you typically work nights?"

"Yeah most nights you can find me there if you're interested in that drink," Viggo drawled leaning a little closer. "So where do you usually hangout?"

When Viggo leaned in Liev's gaze dropped down to the other man's lips before snapping himself out of it. Although that drawl definitely did other things to his body that Liev chose to ignore for the moment as well. "I run Lucid Dreams, little theater down on Royale."

"I know that place," Viggo grinned, "I've seen a couple of plays there. Actually I've just put in a bid for a place on Royal; just an empty shop but I want to set up a gallery."

"Really?" Liev blinked, wondering now why he hadn't run into Viggo before. Especially with a look like that Liev was sure he would have noticed. "A gallery, that would be excellent. If you get it I'd definitely end up going to it. Love the arts."

"I don't have it yet," Viggo shrugged, "But maybe if you're free sometime I could show you the empty space and we could grab a meal or something?"

You're actually getting a date. That was the only thing Liev could think for a moment before nodding his head. "I'd like that," he said finally, his smile turning into a grin.

Wed, 27 Dec 2006 09:18:01 GMT

[Private]

I'm not really sure what I'm doing right now.

Work has fortunately been slow thanks to Christmas so the fact my head hasn't really been all there isn't doing much damage. Mark has been asking questions though. I finally told him that Viggo isn't around right now, Mark seemed to get the hint and left it at that. For Christmas I gave my limited staff a bonus and finally bit the bullet and asked Mark to become my assitant, I was relieved when he accepted. Starting mid-week I'm going to let Mark take care of the theater on his own for a few days. See how things go.

The rest of my life...well, lets just say Christmas wasn't exactly what I thought it would be. The small tree I bought looked rather pathetic, decorated for me and Chicken only. For some reason though I didn't get rid of his gift. It's still sitting in the back of the tree against the wall, wrapped in blue and silver paper. It almost seems fitting, a nice little reminder.

I think the tree's going to come down early this year.

Thu, 21 Dec 2006 10:06:43 GMT

[Private]

Going back to Viggo's, seeing his face, leaving the key...all of that was one of the hardest things I've ever done. Considering how he left when he told me and the hang over I managed to give myself I hadn't wanted to go see him. But when I got a call from Chicken's vet about a check up I knew I had to go...

How am I suppose to do this?

And why, why when this shit happens could I tell him that I love him? Why now?

Christ I think I need another drink...