Summary: Billy breaks his leg. Guest staring Viggo.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Nothing in this story ever happened. No money is being made from this.
Notes: For inbetweens! I don't normally write hobbit fics, so I hope it's alright.
I feel horrible writing this but I'm too much of a coward to say it to your face. Christmas has always been special for us. Our time of the year.
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The tree was coming up fast. Billy's heels tried to dig into the snow, but it didn't seem to reduce the speed that he was travelling at. He could hear his friends yelling from far away up the hill behind him. But the wind rushing past his ears meant that he couldn't make out what they were screaming. Panic set in and for a moment he considered doing a suicidal fling off the sledge. But the pure fear of the situation had caused him to freeze. Nothing would move, well he was moving, at full speed, heading towards a very large tree.
He waited for his life to flash before his eyes, that's what's meant to happen right? Maybe God had decided there wouldn't be time before Billy died. All he could do was close his eyes and hope for the best. He heard the sledge smash, a bone crack and then everything went black.
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The first Christmas we spent together, whilst filming Lord of the Rings, I realized that I was in love with you. The next Christmas we were together and made love for the first time. The Christmas after that I broke my leg, but you gave me that present and I made you a promise. That's why I'm finding this so hard. Because this Christmas I won't have you, I can't have you.
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Elijah felt slightly bad for eating half of Billy's get-well chocolates. Hopefully he was in too much pain to even notice. He searched for a door-bell without much success, so settled for knocking. He decided to give the wounded solider time to answer the door so when it swung open almost straight away, Elijah got a fright.
"You're not Billy!"
Viggo stood there, his facial expression not changing.
"I can see your brain cells have multiplied since I last saw you, Elijah."
"I can see you're still as grumpy as when I last saw you, Viggo."
"You would be upset if I changed."
Elijah smiled before shoving Viggo aside and walking into the house, knowing full-well that he did indeed like Viggo just the way he was.
"So where is he?"
Suddenly Elijah had a hand gripping his shoulder tightly.
"He's resting," Viggo replied sternly.
Elijah did a little pout. He was horny, Billy wasn't allowed to rest!
"Doesn't matter, I won't bother him," he lied, trying to wiggle out of Viggo's grip. But the taller man wasn't letting go.
"Don't you think you've done enough? He needs to rest. That's why I'm here, to keep you away from him."
Elijah couldn't understand why any of this was his fault. Okay, so maybe he and Dom had built a dangerously unsafe sledge, blackmailed Billy into test driving it, then didn't check for huge trees at the bottom of the hill before shoving Billy down it. But still, diminished responsibility surely?
He needed to find something which would distract Viggo from the task at hand. Looking down at the box of half-eaten chocolates a light bulb went off in his head.
"Viggo watch out!"
Elijah chucked the box up into the air and the chocolates went flying. Viggo ducked to avoid the caramel delights, which prompted Elijah to make his getaway. He sprinted up the stairs and charged into Billy's room. The awake man looked up in surprise at his sudden visitor.
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I know this must be a shock but you have to believe me when I say I care for you so much. I never wanted it to happen. I didn't go looking for what I found. But I did find something and it's special, Elijah.
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With a grin the younger man slowly walked over to the bed, like a vampire who had come across his prey. Billy called his name again, unaware of the fact his words were being ignored. Elijah was soon up on the bed, crawling over the bedspread towards his lover. If Billy wasn't weighed down by a huge plaster cast he would be backing away about now.
"Are you all right? Why are you looking at me like that?" Billy asked, noticing the lustful gaze coming from the stunning blue eyes. Penetrating his soul and, although he didn't like to admit it, something inside his shorts was twitching.
Elijah grabbed a handful of Billy's blanket and flung it off the bed, making the Scotsman jump. Licking his lips he looked Billy up and down; okay, so the plaster wasn't very sexy, but he could work around that minor problem.
"If you're thinking about doing what I think you're thinking about, please don't. Dom already drew a large penis on my plaster before Viggo made it into a piece of art."
"Oh I'm not thinking about doing that," Elijah said, speaking for the first time since he entered the room. Elijah swung his leg over his victim before and straddled him, placing his backside gently down onto Billy's lap.
"I've come to give you your Christmas gift."
"But it's not Christmas until the day after tomorrow," Billy's voice trembled, he had been worried that Elijah might not be interested in him whilst his leg was in plaster. He should have known better. Elijah leaned down and placed his hands on either side of Billy's head.
"Early present. To help cheer you up."
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I was in love with you. I was head over heals in love with you. And I wish I knew what happened so I can explain......but I don't. Feelings just changed and I found what I was missing in someone else. I'm so sorry, Elijah.
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With a smile he closed his eyes and pressed his mouth against Billy's. He kissed him slowly and gently, wanting to savour and taste his lover's lips. He was greeted with a moan and soon had hands gripping onto his hips. Opening his mouth he invited Billy's tongue to play with his own as he slowly began to move his hips, rubbing his backside over Billy's pelvis. Suddenly the pain from his leg was forgotten and his mind was on that slow movement, making the blood pump to his cock.
Elijah started to undo the buttons of his shirt. Billy knew that he was trying to be seductive but the impatience of just needing to see his boyfriend naked was getting too much. Elijah seemed to cotton on and started to speed up his actions. Soon clothes were flying across the room, apart from Elijah's trousers, which he carefully folded up and placed on the floor beside the bed.
But before Billy had the time of psycho-analyse Elijah's undressing habits, there was a knock at the door.
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You can't believe how terrible I'm feeling. But I understand why you must be hating me right now as you’re reading this. You must be wondering how I could ever do this to you. It probably doesn't make much of a difference but I haven't slept with the other person. I couldn't do it whilst I was with you.
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"Billy, are you all right?" Viggo's asked, his voice having a slightly angry undertone.
Billy looked up at Elijah, not knowing what to say.
"What did you do?"
Elijah shrugged. Then decided to not mentioned how he used Billy's get well chocolates as missiles.
"I stole his paintbrush. Tell him to go away."
He took Billy's hand and ran it down his bare chest. Billy cleared his throat before yelling back to Viggo.
"I'm just fine!"
They both stayed silent for a while, until they heard footsteps walking away. Breathing a sigh of relief, Billy took Elijah's arm and pulled him down for a kiss. He grabbed Elijah's hips and pulled him further up his lap until his naked backside was rubbing over the lump in his shorts.
Even when their mouths parted the taste lingered on. Elijah lifted his hips and grabbed the waist-band of Billy's shorts, tugging them down quickly. He accidentally leant back on the plaster which caused the injured man to hiss.
"Watch the leg."
Elijah looked at him innocently and crawled off, going over to the bedside table. Billy licked his lips in anticipation and waited for the naked man to return. Reaching out, Billy stroked Elijah's erection gently as the younger man tried to figure out how to get the cap off the lube. Elijah tried to ignore Billy's fingers but ended up shivering a little, his cock leaking slightly by the time he had managed to get some lube onto his fingers.
"Now it's your turn," He said with a grin and wrapped his wet fingers around Billy's hard-on. All Billy could do was lie-back and enjoy the feel of being tended too.
When Elijah was satisfied he straddled Billy again. Billy couldn't help but reach out and run his fingers through the little tuff of hair at the bottom of Elijah's stomach.
"I have you at my mercy, plaster boy."
Billy looked concerned, "You not going to.....you know?"
Elijah shook his head and took Billy's hands in his own as he lowered himself down onto the ready cock. Flinching slightly he had to paused a couple of times and try to relax, letting the hard flesh stretch him inside. When Billy's cock was embedded as far into his lover as possible, their eyes locked and twinkled with delight. When Elijah was ready he slowly started to move up and down, gripping onto Billy's hands the whole time.
Billy looked up and carefully watched his lover's facial expressions as he repeatedly impaled himself onto his cock. Elijah always looked so sexy when his mouth was open and his eye-lids half closed. They made love at a leisurely pace. The heavy plaster on the Scotsman's leg forgotten as their passion took over. Letting go of each others hands, Billy gripped onto Elijah's hips, his fingers getting a good grip as he started helping the man rock himself on top of him.
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But I had to make my decision as it wasn't fair on either of you. And I have. And it's not you. I'm sorry. What we had was special and nobody can ever take the memories away from us. Maybe one day we'll be able to salvage some of the friendship we had. Maybe you won't even want to have anything more to do with me.
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They started moving faster, both grunting and moaning in pleasure. Elijah's hand quickly went around his own cock and he started to hurriedly fist himself. Billy thought about helping but it was too late, heat was rushing to his groin and before he could stop himself he was spilling his seed deep into Elijah and shaking underneath him.
Elijah smiled, "You don’t have to be so formal in bed. Just Elijah is fine."
Billy managed to smile back and with the remaining amount of energy he had left, his hand joined Elijah's on his cock.
"Oh Billy, oh yeah, just like that. Faster. More."
After a few more strokes Elijah was groaning loudly.
"Oh fuck, fuck.......Billy!"
Then Elijah quickly came over their hands. He muttered something inaudible and shuddered as the orgasm resided. With a big sigh he lowered himself down and laid across Billy's body, making sure he avoided the leg.
They both listened to each other breathing for a few minutes. Just enjoying the warmth of the other person pressed up against them. But then Elijah moved off Billy, making the other man whimper at the loss.
"I'll be right back."
Billy watched the naked ass hop off the bed and bend down, picking up his pants and pulling out something from the pocket. Crawling back across the bed Elijah knelt down and held out a Celtic silver ring with a repeated laced-heart pattern.
"It's a forever ring."
With a huge smile Billy took the ring and slipped it onto his left hand. It fit him perfectly.
"Forever," He said, promising Elijah that it would be true.
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I just want you to know that I will always think of you at Christmastime. Until the day they put me in my grave.
"There's this place in me where your finger prints still rest... your kisses still linger and your whispers softly echo... It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me."