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Melanie Griffith

Title: Melanie Griffith
Status: Finished
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Subject: Slash
Pairing: Orlando Bloom/Sean Bean
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is fiction
Feedback: If you wish.
Summary: Someone, Atti, I think, made the comment that Orli wanks to Melanie Griffith movies… I had a slightly different thought.
Author’s Note: This is an old one and its one of my favorites.

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Sean was in the back of the Cuntebago washing his face. The makeup artist had left, and he was trying to get the residual makeup off. He wiped his face with a towel and got ready to leave. He heard the telly in the tiny den. Who was here? He went down the short hall and stopped short at what he saw. He had heard Dom once make the offhand comment about Orli wanking to Melanie Griffith, and Sean was sure it was Melanie he heard on the telly. Orli sat alone on the small sofa. As far as Sean could tell, he wore nothing but his elf ears. They were quite obvious with that strange mohawk he sported. The younger man's hard-on was quite obvious too, as he was stroking it slowly while his eyes were riveted to the small screen.

What he saw on the screen stunned Sean. Not just Melanie, but him and Melanie in Stormy Monday. He was making love to a redheaded Melanie onscreen. Sean just stood there. The next images on the screen were even more shocking. They were clips from A Woman's Guide To Adultery… Teresa Russell was licking his chest. This set of clips passed and the next one was a small clip of Alec Trevelyan saying "strawberries" in Goldeneye.

A small moan from Orlando distracted Sean's attention from the screen for a second. Orli's hand was moving faster. His mouth was open, and his eyes glued to the screen.

The next images were from Anna Karenina and Sean's hands on Anna's thighs, followed by Lady Chatterley. Scene after scene from Lady Chatterley played across the screen: kisses, the shed floor sex scene, the tree scene.

"Oh god," Orli whispered as the scene of Mellors taking Lady Chatterley from behind appeared on the screen. Sean saw Orlando throw his head back and heard his own name as the younger man came.

Sean realized two things at once. He was rock hard himself, and he had no way to escape until Orli left.

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The hobbits were at their usual table and had been for some time, if the level of Dom's inebriation was any indicator. Sean sat down with them, turning the chair backwards and sitting with his legs around the back. Orlando was nowhere in sight. Sean wanted to see him, wanted… fuck, he had no idea what he wanted, but somehow Orli was a part of it. He had waited an hour for Orli to leave the makeup trailer before he could leave it himself.

He kept replaying what he'd seen over and over again in his mind. Orli was looking at HIM? He just shook his head and downed his drink. He threw some money on the table and headed out the door

He found himself standing at the door of the makeup trailer again. There was a dim light inside, so he let himself in. Orli sat on the small sofa. The only light in the room came from the television. Sean knew what was on before he walked into the den.

Orli looked up at him and smiled. "Glad you're here."

"Orlando, what is all this? Why?"

"Well, it started out kinda silly. We were renting and watching everyone's movies. The hobbits and me, I mean. We found Stormy Monday, and when the love scene was on… well, Dom, being the arse that he is, saw the effect on me and assumed it was Melanie."

"But…"

Orli continued, "I snuck in here and made this tape."

"Why, though?" Sean was puzzled.

"You, Sean. It's you. You make me feel needy and, well, I love the videos because they make me feel close to you, like its me instead of the women." He finally shut up, realizing he was babbling.

Sean sat down beside Orli, really close beside him actually because the sofa was so small. Sean put an arm lightly around Orli's back. Orli started the video again. It was at the Lady Chatterley part.

Orli whispered, "Oh god, Sean. I want you to do that to me."

Suddenly and without any thought, Sean found himself kissing Orlando. Orli was so open and so sweet, giving Sean instant access to his mouth. Sean slid his tongue inside, not realizing until he did how hungry he was for this. His hands were under Orli's t-shirt, rubbing that smooth olive skin as his mouth moved down a strong jawline, his tongue sliding inside the shell of Orli's ear.

Orli's hands were busy too. One hand was rubbing Sean's erection through his jeans. The other kept touching Sean's soft, blond hair. Sean tore his mouth free and groaned as Orli unzipped his jeans. Sean hadn't worn anything under them, and his cock spilled out into a hot hand.

"Will you, Sean?"

"Yes," was all Sean could manage as he hastily unzipped Orli and jerked his jeans off. He paused for a second to look at the younger man's long, smooth body. The he stood and slid his own pants off, pulling Orli onto the floor as he got down on his knees.

"This what you want?"

"Yes," Orli answered breathlessly as he took a small bottle from his pants pocket. They had landed right in front of where he knelt. He handed it to Sean. Opening it, Sean was glad it didn't smell like strawberries. He poured it on his young lover's ass as well as his hand, then slid a finger inside to ready the passage for his cock. He wanted the little shit so badly right now.

As he began to enter Orlando, the younger man rewound the tape to the frame where Mellors enters Lady Chatterley.

"Christ, Orlando," Sean whispered as he watched himself on the screen, gripping Orli's hips as he rammed hard into what felt like molten lava. His grunts onscreen and there in the room were the only sounds he heard above the blood pounding in his ears.

"NOW, Sean, now!" Orlando cried out as Mellors came. So he did, filling Orli again and again until he collapsed against the younger man's back, kissing his shoulder and pulling him down to lie on the floor, still joined.

"Make me come, Sean."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Touch me, please," he begged as Sean did just that, stroking slowly at first but as Orli's hips began to buck faster and harder, he moved his hand faster until Orli arched back against him and hot semen covered his hand and Orli's belly. Sean kissed Orli's shoulder and held him until he got his breath back.

"Come home with me, lad. I don't think we want the makeup girls to find us here like this."

They dressed, pausing to touch and kiss now and again. On the way out the door, Sean said, "Don't forget your Melanie Griffith tape."

~End~

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