He'd said he would keep Viggo company while he prepared dinner and now he stood, hip leaned against cool kitchen counter, fingers tapping, stroking Viggo's back with his eyes. Long, slow strokes. Savoring the play of the muscles beneath the white T-shirt while Viggo chopped, sliced, talked – oblivious – making Sean feel sneaky and low. Traitorous.
It got worse during dinner. Sean couldn't stop looking at Viggo's hands moving, picturing them moving across his chest, down his legs, between his thighs. And then Viggo looked him straight in the eye and he realized that perhaps he wasn't alone in his desire.
Summary: Sean has impure thoughts, but is he the only one ?
Rated: PG
Categories: Actor RPS Pairing: Sean/Viggo
Warnings: NoneChallenges:
Series: NoneChapters: 1 Completed: Yes
Word count: 100 Read: 913
Published: 30 Jul 2009 Updated: 30 Jul 2009