Title:Happy Halloween
Author: Simarillion
Archive: Daunting Byron
Pairing:Colin Farrell/Orlando Bloom
Disclaimer: All of the characters are their own. I don't claim to know anything about their sex life or their sexual preferences. No money is made with it.


PART TWO



“Forgive me?” The words were barely heard. Orlando stared hypnotised into Colin’s dark velvet eyes. His heart speed up and the blood rushed loudly through his veins in an almost deafening volume.

“That you are.”

A promise for more was sparkling in Colin’s eyes. But there was more than just a promise sparkling in them. There was also deepening desire and rising hunger in them –a fire starting to burn, hot, burning Orlando with its passion.

Lips sank down in his devouring them. Softness combined with such strength behind them that it made Orli’s legs buckle and he quickly reached up to Colin’s shirt, clinging to it. He needed the other to hold him or else he would plop most ungraciously to the floor. His lower lips was nibbled on and then sucked, a slick hot tongue slipping into Orlando’s mouth ravaging the pliant man.

Colin growled low in his throat as he felt the other go weak, his dominant part taking over and forcing the Orlando to submit totally, which the other eagerly did. Grinding against the flushed and now trembling body, he rubbed his unfortunately still imprisoned erection against a tight-clad thigh, brushing over Orli’s bulge under the skirt in the process. The hands which had before been cupping and stroking Orlando’s face were now tearing at the soft curly hair, pulling the other deeper and deeper into the kiss, wanting more and more. This mouth –no the whole body were like a drug. He couldn’t get enough.

Orlando felt his head go dizzy, the seconds stretching to eternity as the kiss continued. His lungs started to burn because of the lack of oxygen but he thought at least he would die happy. When he thought that he might lose consciousness, Colin pulled away, gulping for air the same way Orli did.

He knew exactly what he wanted and staying at this party was not it. Colin drank in the blushing cheeks, the slightly glassy eyes, dark with desire and the heaving chest. This was just so beautiful. He just couldn’t believe that Orlando was, well Orlando. Never had he thought that another man could be that erotic and alluring. “I want you to come with me.”

Orlando couldn’t believe his ears. Colin Farrell, THE ladies man, wanted to take him home. The world was coming to an end, wasn’t it? That could only be a mad dream of his. But then again, he had never dreamed about another man, especially not kissing him like that. Orli threw all caution aside and decided to do this. “I want to come with you.”

His hands letting go of their tight hold they had on the silky strands, they once more cupped the angelic face and Colin brushed a light kiss against the kiss swollen lips. “Follow me then.” He wrapped his arm around the other’s waist and guided him to the front door. His heart was beating like mad and he hoped that he would be able to follow through what he planned to do.

Orli stopped, bringing them to a halt. “I have to get my coat.”

“You can have the cape of my costume.” Colin wrapped the long cloth around Orli’s frame. He didn’t want him to return to his friends and waste time they could be together. What if Orlando’s friends would talk him out of going with Colin? He didn’t want to risk anything. Better to freeze a little and have a warm Orli with him later on than staying warm now and cold in bed then.

“Are you sure? It’s freezing cold out there.” He was worried Colin would catch a cold. It was very charming though to be wrapped in your lover’s cape. It was kind of romantic. Orlando had to laugh about himself. He hadn’t known what a sap had been slumbering in him all the time.

“It’s okay. We are going to take a taxi to my place anyway.” He held the door open for Orlando and followed him outside. An ice cold breeze made him shiver and he got second thoughts about that coat of Orlando’s. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea after all to get it. But looking at the person descending he stairs in front of him he forgot about measly things like temperature or weather and hurried up to catch up with Orlando.

They hauled a cab, got inside and after Colin telling the driver their destination, strong arms wrapped around Orlando, pulling him closer to the musketeer. Suddenly he had an idea and Orlando climbed on Colin’s lap, rubbing his crotch against the bulge in Colin’s trousers. The other took a hissing breath, cursing lowly. Orli couldn’t help but smirk smugly. He liked the power he had over Colin. It was true that the other was the aggressive and dominant one but that didn’t mean that Orlando was completely helpless.

The torturous drive from the party to Colin’s flat was over far too soon. It was not like he liked being tortured but considering the kind of torture used he had to admit he wouldn’t mind it every once in a while. Orlando had started a lap dance once he had comfortably settled on Colin, grinding against the bulge in Colin’s stupid, far too tight trousers and driving him almost mad with desire. The vixen sitting on top of him had then lead in to attack his lips in a crushing kiss stealing both of their breath away.

Now they had stopped in front of the house and Orlando watched Colin paying the cab driver who had in Orli’s opinion got more than the drive was worth, just being able to watch the going on in the back of the car. He knew that he would have liked watching them. The Irish bent down to hand the money through the pulled down car window and Orlando got a good look at the finely shaped buttocks. Oh my, he was checking another man’s arse out! But considering that he was about to get fucked by said man, this wasn’t weird after all.

He paid and turned to the ‘woman’ waiting on the curb. The amused look on his face made Colin curious and wrapping an arm around Orli’s shoulder he guided him to the front door. “What are you so amused about?”

“Me checking your arse out.” Orlando chuckled. “And a fine specimen of an arse it is, I dare say.”

Colin blushed and stopped in the entrance hall. “You think my arse is what?”

More laugter. “I said that you have a very fine specimen of an arse.” Orlando stepped up to the baffled man and kissed him lightly on the lips, teasing him shortly only to pull back and leave Colin wanting for more. Well, if he wanted more, he’d have to come and get it. Orli sauntered down to the elevator, making sure that his hips swayed seductively.

After a second, in which Colin stomached the fact that he and most of all his arse had been checked out by a man, he realised that actually he thought the very same about Orlando’s back, which so beautifully and teasingly wriggled in front of him, away from, out of reach. Wait! He jogged after Orli and grabbed his hand, pulling him to the elevator once he had reached him. Pressing the button to call it, he pressed Orlando against the elevator door, capturing his lips in a kiss which threatened to turn their bones into jelly. Their teeth clicked together by the force of it, tongues tangling and mouths sucking at each other. They exchanged hot breaths, unwilling to stop for unimportant things like oxygen.

Orlando wrapped his arms around Colin’s neck, holding on to him and pulled himself up to wrap his legs around the other’s waist. He couldn’t help but moan into the passionate kiss, desire singing in his veins. The lack of oxygen in his lungs blurring his vision, making his chest ache the same way his cock ached its confinement. Their very souls poured into this connection they shared, making them whole, leaving them unwanting. Well, maybe except the desire to rip each other’s clothes off and screw each other senseless right there on the floor.

The elevator doors opened and Colin almost fell inside, tumbling because of the sudden disappearance of the wall he had been leaning against. Catching himself he had to let go of Orlando’s delicious lips and concentrate on finding the right button to press. Amazing, his brain had turned into useless mush, making it impossible to think. Finally after much distraction from Orli, who was busy licking a path from Colin’s lips to his earlobe and then suck on the soft flesh, he was able to press the button and continue their journey up, another step nearer to their final destination.

Orlando loved the taste of Colin’s skin. It had the most intoxicating scent he had ever smelled or flavour he had ever tasted. Nibbling and sucking on Colin’s earlobe, he kept his hands busy with crawling into Colin’s shirt. He felt him shiver as the cold fingers ghosted over the naked flesh and slowly he traced a path down to Colin’s nipples.

Oh my god was all that Colin was able to think about now. Had he been handicapped with thinking before, so was he now reduced to primal instincts like, must fuck now. The devilish fingers were playing with his nipples, teasing them until they had turned into hard pebbles, sensitive to even the slightest ghost of a touch. The hot tongue worming its way into his ear sent cold shivers down his spine. At last they reached the right floor and taking several calming breaths, Colin carried the person, which had wrapped himself around him, to the door of his flat, fishing with trembling hands for his keys in the pocket of his trousers.

The door was thrown open and shut at once behind them, Colin carrying him through the living room without even stopping so much as to take off their shoes. Reaching the door to the bedroom, he opened it making his way to the big bed dominating the room. Orlando let go of Colin’s nipples and started untugging the shirt almost ripping it of him.

Colin laid Orlando down on the bed and took off his shirt, toed his shoes off started to open his trousers. With hooded eyes he watched Orlando wriggling on the bed, stretching and flexing his muscles like a cat. The sensual display was more than he could handle in his current state. Tearing down his now open trousers and pulling off his socks, Colin climbed onto the bed and lay down on top of Orlando, pressing him into the mattress. Forcing him to stop moving he got on hands and knees and slowly crawled backwards, watching Orlando watching him.

A hand trailed up from his ankle to his knee once Colin had reached Orli’s feet and the tantalizing touches sent waves of pleasure through his trembling body. Slowly, even so slowly Colin leaned down and nibbled and stroked his path up to Orlando’s knees, crawling a little up to him to continue the ministration on Orlando’s thighs, spreading them to make space for Colin.

He settled between the spread legs, and his hands massaged the quivering flesh. When he realised that Orlando was about to lose his mind from the teasing touches he stopped and pulled the fishnet thighs down. Without a second thought Colin leaned up and diving in for another breathtaking kiss, put Orlando’s hands over his head, tying them to the head post with the discarded tights.

Orlando felt a rush of excitement because of the light bondage. The thought of belonging to Colin, being at his mercy was unbelievable sexy. He tested his restraints and realised that he wouldn’t be able to free himself. His Adrenaline level rose and his heart beat faster. The kiss ended and the attention was once again focused on his nether regions. A hot tongue licked over the inside of his thighs and hands unzipped his skirt.

Colin pulled the offending cloth down and finished undressing Orlando. Now he was able to take a look at his lover. Although he was a man, Colin had never seen anything as beautiful as him. The athletic built, the golden skin glowing, the whole body flushed with excitement and desire. The last was all Colin’s doing and this was something he was actually very proud of. He climbed up and sat down next to Orlando smiling happily down at him. “You are so very beautiful.”

He couldn’t help but laugh. Happiness making him giddy. “Thank you.”

Climbing down from the bed, Colin padded to the bathroom and got the box of condoms he had stacked in the medicine cabinet.

“Bring some oil or lotion with you.”

Colin looked around and found a bottle of massage oil he had got from his sister last Christmas. Grabbing the bottle of rose coloured liquid, he returned to the bedroom, finding Orlando watching him approach. The dark eyes followed his every movement. Suddenly Colin started to feel nervous. He had never done something like that. Well, that was not entirely true. He had had anal sex with women but never with a man.

Orlando saw the uncertainty in Colin’s face and thought about how to encourage him to continue. “I trust you.” He knew that was just something so stupid to say since they didn’t know each other but it was exactly how he felt. “It’s true I have never done something like that myself but I want it and I trust you not to hurt me.”

Great, he was deflowering a virgin so to say. Even more pressure. Colin forced himself to calm down and climbed back onto the bed next to his lover. “I never had sex with another man. I mean, I have already buggered women in the arse but never a man.”

“Well, then you know how to prepare me. That’s good to know.” Orlando forced his tensing body to relax and smiled encouragingly at Colin. “I know a couple of people who are gay and also some who experimented so I can help you a little bit.”

Putting the box of condoms and the bottle of oil next to Orlando, Colin crawled between the spread thighs and sat down, looking again closely at the naked body before him. He got on hands and knees and climbed up, deciding to begin with a kiss. This one started softly, exploring but soon turned into a tongue fight. Their slick tongues, writhing together, lips already swollen from the previous kisses pressing together, over-sensitised from all the use and burning with every tender brush.

His chest heaved and he tried hard to lie still as Colin’s hands roamed over his chest, pinching nipples, stroking clenching muscles. When the lips left his and a hot tongue licked down his throat to his chest, Orlando moaned longingly. The wicked mouth bit down hard at the juncture of Orli’s neck, marking him and continued his way from there to the now sensitive nipples.

Colin sucked at the hard pebbles and nibbled experimentally on them. This caused his lover to arch his back and inhale with a hiss. Colin repeated his action and after another reaction like the first decided to use this information against Orlando. He sucked and bit the heaving chest until Orlando was nothing but a quivering mass begging for completion. Grinning and very proud of himself, Colin licked down, past Orlando’s navel, which he was tempted to give a thorough tongue fuck, to the straining erection waiting from him.

Orlando tried to raise his head and watch Colin but his neck started to hurt and so he lay back, closing his eyes and waited for what was to come.

He carefully licked around the base of Orlando’s cock, avoiding to actually touch it. When he had made sure that every inch of skin had been covered, he licked the hard shaft up to the head, swirling his tongue around it. This provoked a sharp intake of breath from Orlando and encouraged Colin to continue his explorations. He had to admit that it was weird to taste another man –he had never tasted himself –but it was not as bad as he had expected it to be. Not his favourite thing to taste but not disgusting either. Strange, but okay.

Orlando squeezed his eyes shut, his chest falling and rising quickly, a slight sheen of sweat starting to cover his body. A sweet, torturous pressure build slowly up in his balls as the ministrations continued, driving him slowly out of his mind. This was more intense than anything he had experienced so far. It was better than sex with a woman.

He withdrew and eyed the twitching cock thoughtfully not quite sure if he would be able to take the whole length of it in. It actually looked far too thick and long and –whatever he would give it a try. Colin carefully let the hard length slide into his mouth. He was afraid that he might bite his lover if he swallowed his cock too fast, being rather new to this blow thing and all. However clumsy his first attempt of oral sex might have been, it was enough to drive Orlando up the wall. His tied lover almost shot off the bed, moaning loudly, a shiver running through him.

He couldn’t help it but this would kill him and the worst thing was that IT WAS FAR TOO SLOW! Fuck, being careful, fuck first time and fuck preparation. Who needed that anyway? Orlando wanted to something and he wanted it preferably now! “Colin, please.” His whimper unfortunately didn’t sound like the command he intended it to be. The hell, he would sell his soul to get on with it.

Colin arched his brow wondering what the matter with Orlando was. “Are you okay?”

“No, I am not!”

Colin started to worry. Had he hurt him? “But …”

“Colin, hurry up or I will kill you. I swear to god almighty, I’ll rip your head off once you untie me.” The voice sounded strained.

He couldn’t help but smirk satisfied. His beautiful one wanted to hurry things up? Colin wrapped his hand around the swollen shaft and started to squeeze and to pump it. Proudly he watched Orlando bite his lower lip fighting for some kind of patience or composure but he found none. He started to curse his tormentor under his breath. “I won’t do anything that might hurt you, love. Just you lie back and let me take care of you.” He leaned up, his hand continuing to pump the erection, and kissed Orlando sweetly. He licked the sweat that shone on his lover’s face away and showered it with butterfly kisses. “Easy, love.”

The soothing words and the loving touches gave Orlando the needed strength to find at least some kind of composure and he cracked his eyes open, meeting the loving and trusting velvet depths of Colin. How could he not trust him in return? It was impossible.

Now that Orlando had calmed down a little bit and his tense body had relaxed to some extend, Colin lay down on him, his hand never stopped to fondling the hard cock. With his other hand he reached out for the bottle of oil, pulling out the stopper and dipping his fingers into it, coating them with a small amount of the liquid. Realising that this would be far too few to be used as lubrication, Colin let go of Orlando’s dick and poured more oil onto his hand. Bending his head down he pressed his lips against Orlando’s, trying to distract him from what was to come now. Okay, so far he had only had sex with women but when having anal intercourse with them, one had also to resolve to other means than usually. Therefore Colin knew what he had to do now. He slipped his fingers between the cheeks of Orlando’s arse, making sure that he covered everything with much oil. It was important that his lover’s entrance wasn’t dry or else he might tear when being entered. He took the bottle again and poured some more of it on his fingers. The smell of cinnamon and orange was heavily scenting the room now. Another handful of oil and Colin carefully pushed the first finger into the tight channel.

The rich scent of the oil and the massaging fingers of Colin distracted Orlando so much that he only realised the entering digit once it was already partially inside of him. He was surprised that it was not hurting more but the only thing he felt was a shallow burning sensation.

Colin slowly moved the finger in and out, trying to loosen the tight entrance enough to enter another finger. A few seconds later he pulled his finger out only to enter again but this time with two fingers. There was a slight wince from Orlando and Colin reached up with his unoccupied hand to stroke down his sides soothingly. A couple of seconds later another finger was added and once Orli accepted them without complaint; Colin pulled all three of them out. He cleaned his fingers on the sheet and reached now for the box of condoms, taking a package out; he opened it and rolled it over his erection. His dick was twitching with anticipation. Another handful of scented oil and he covered his latex clad cock with it. Holding his breath he positioned himself at Orlando’s entrance and looked up into Orlando’s eyes, which had been watching the whole procedure.

Orlando smiled encouragingly at Colin. He felt his heart beat faster upon seeing all the care in the other’s eyes. Somehow it felt so very right to have this with Colin. Somehow he couldn’t picture having it with anybody else. “Do it, love.”

Another second of drowning in the mocha depths and then he entered Orlando. It was so very tight and it was almost impossible to push inside. Orli’s body had tensed again, making it hard to move. “Love, you have to relax. Please.” Colin worried. He didn’t want to hurt Orlando. The beauty nodded and soon Colin felt the muscles that had held him in an iron grip relax and he pushed deeper inside. Another inch inside, past the unseen barrier, and suddenly Colin glided into the hot channel.

He gasped as Colin suddenly entered him without problems. Orlando felt incredibly full and the hard, throbbing length inside of him rubbed against the walls of its confinement. “Move.”

Colin pulled out only to push back in again. This was just incredible. He had never felt something like this before. It was like heaven. Setting a steady rhythm, Colin concentrated on angling at a certain spot inside Orlando. He changed his angle another time, entering Orlando as the other screamed out his delight. Good, this was what he had meant to find.

“God, Colin harder.” He needed more and he needed it now. He really appreciated that Colin hadn’t given in earlier and done the right preparation –else it might have been more painful then a slight throbbing –but he needed something harder now.

Slowly losing his control, Colin decided to obey Orli’s command, Pounding harder and faster into him. He reached, balancing on one hand, for Orlando’s straining erection and resumed stroking and pumping it, his thumb brushing over the sensitive head, smearing the white pre-come over it. He hurried his pace up, sweat staring to break out on his body, making it glisten. His rhythm grew more and more erratic as he neared his orgasm and the pressure in his balls grew with every stroke into the pliant body under him. Orlando’s breathy moans and screams encouraged him to take his lover even harder, plundering the hot moist cavern.

The hand on his prick squeezed and Orlando felt his body tense up and then slowly start to shiver, an electric shock running from his spine down to his groin, making his balls tighten and his cock twitch. He was only able to groan weakly before his orgasm fully washed over him, crashing through him in tidal waves of pleasure.

It started when Orlando’s cock twitched and the suddenly tensing body of his lover finally surrendered to pleasure. Orli came, the encasement of Colin’s cock tightening and sending him over the edge too –milking him. He had to let go of the now softening penis and used both of his hands to keep from tumbling onto Orlando. His vision went dark and his bones felt like they had been turned into pure jelly, unable to keep him from collapsing. With trembling fingers he untied Orlando’s hands. Breathing hard, Colin pushed himself to the side and lay down next to Orli, who fought to regain his breath.

Once he was able to breath regularly again, Orlando heaved himself to the side, watching the panting figure of Colin. A pleased smile tugged at his lips and giving in to it he snuggled close to the sweaty and dirty body of his lover, resting his head on the heaving chest. “Am I supposed to say something girly now?” He fought hard not to laugh. “How about, you were my best?”

Colin laughed out loud, still not breathing normally and started coughing. “Are you trying to kill me?” He wrapped an arm around Orlando’s shoulders, making the other cuddle even closer. “About what to say, I totally agree with being the best, love.” He turned his head to the side and placed a soft kiss on the now sweat tangled locks. “You are a mess.”

“Of course I am. You did your best to turn me in said mess.” He closed his eyes, content with the world. “And about the being the best thing, it is the truth.” He yawned and relaxed as he felt sleep take over. He drifted off so fast he didn’t even hear the reply to his words.

“To achieve great things one needs a great partner.” Colin closed his eyes and swore to himself that he wouldn’t let Orlando get away or out of this bed anytime soon. “Happy Halloween.” He yawned and let his mind take him on a trip through the last hour, drifting off to sleep.


FINIS


The sequel short story taking place seven days after Happy Halloween.

Title:Halloween Reloaded
Author: Simarillion
Archive: Daunting Byron
Pairing:Colin Farrell/Orlando Bloom
Disclaimer: All of the characters are their own. I don't claim to know anything about their sex life or their sexual preferences. No money is made with it.


HALLOWEEN RELOADED


HALLOWEEN RELOADED


The European Mtv Music awards 2003 were over, all the stars crowding the halls and corridors, many on their way to the EMI after show party. Celebrating and partying the whole night through. Big stars stood together in groups or couples, excluding everybody not being their rank. It was almost impossible for the less famous people to join them since they created their own closed off communities.

A person brushed past him and he turned around to get a look at –her. The woman wore a short black silk skirt, a dark golden top, a black cashmere cardigan over her shoulders, fishnet tights and black high heels. Her lips swayed with every step she took, causing his pulse to quicken. Who was this amazing creature?

“Robbie!”

He spun around. “Sorry, Nic.” He craned his head to catch a last glimpse of the disappearing beauty. Sad that she had to leave. Too sad.

“Robbie! You are doing it again!” Nicole grabbed his chin and yanked him around, forcing him to look at her. “Could you please pay attention to the person talking to you.” Her blue cat eyes shone with barely suppressed anger.

“Sorry love, I am all yours now.” Robbie gave her the dashiest smile he could muster, hoping that it would calm her down.

The red-head had to fight back a huff, casting a look over her friend’s shoulder to see who had caught his attention. Finding the source of distraction she started to laugh. “Oh my, you were staring at her?”

His eyes followed the direction of the pointing finger, coming to rest on the unknown woman. “Yes, I was. Why? D’you know her?” With rising anger he watched a dark young man approach the mysterious beauty, wrapping possessive arms around her waist.

Nicole giggled amused upon seeing Robbie’s face clouding. “In fact I do. I gather she’s here to pick her lover up. No need to be jealous though. They are Colin Farrell and Orlando Bloom. They are together.”

Together as in ‘an item’? He hadn’t heard about any woman dating the bloody Irish, no woman dating the Tolkien elf. So who was that wom… -wait a second. There were only two people standing over there and Nic had said that they were Colin Farrell and Orlando Bloom. The Irish he had recognised but Bloom. Disbelieving he watched the deep and passionate kiss the two actors shared. The woman had to be Orlando Bloom then. “Are you telling me the truth?”

Nicole nodded, reaching hugging him comfortingly. “I am afraid so.”

Robbie looked a last time at the tongue fighting couple and sighed. Turning his head back to Nicole, he shook it and smiled. “Unbelievable.”

She tousled his hair and the two of them headed for a group of six people down the corridor, joining their friends on their way to the after show party.



FINIS