Sun, Nov. 28th, 2010, 07:11 pm
Dropping anchor in Reykjavik
[Viggo and jdmorgan take a little time for themselves. Takes place during the filming of
A Dangerous Method.]
"Is it safe to just stay anchored indefinitely?" Jeff asks, turning his face from the wind and wiping off his cheek. The rain has been constant since he arrived; it literally hasn't let up once. Temperatures have been in the high 50's and low 60's Fahrenheit; not icy, but not bikini weather, either. He's grateful that Viggo truly knows how to sail, otherwise he would have capsized this boat long ago, ( and they'd both be sodden frigid bundles drifting in the North Atlantic. )
Sat, Jul. 3rd, 2010, 11:52 am
Friday noon, Vienna
Viggo gets back to the hotel, takes off his jacket, toes out of his shoes, and stretches out on the bed, one arm over his eyes. His flight's at 8:00 in the morning, and what he really wants to do is is call and change it to tonight, to Los Angeles, to go home and crawl into bed. And then call Jeff to see if he'd like to come over and sleep for a few days.
If it weren't one AM in Los Angeles, he'd call Jeff now. Being nine hours ahead has made it hard to find a time when they were both around to talk, so instead he's been emailing Jeff photos of Austria from his phone. They're not the best photos, but that's not the point.
Thinking about it, he digs his phone out and holds it up, snaps a quick picture of himself looking into the lens and attaches it to a new email.
Subject: Tomorrow, the world
Actually, tomorrow Lake Constance. Wrapped in Vienna today, I think it went well. Exhausted. Wish I could be at home and here both. Hope to go sailing. We should go together sometime. Bisou would make a good boat dog, but Bandit might need watching. We could get a live-aboard sailboat and sail it...somewhere.
I need to eat something, I think, and then maybe nap. I'll call room service.
I'm serious about sailing, though.
He hits 'send' and puts the phone down on the nightstand, and closes his eyes. A few minutes later, he's asleep.
Fri, Jan. 15th, 2010, 09:46 pm
Viggo and JDM
Sun, Dec. 13th, 2009, 12:25 pm
Jeff & Viggo get up to mischief in the barn
Fri, Nov. 20th, 2009, 07:42 pm
I seem to have attracted a stray. She's grey with darker grey stripes and a tattered ear, and she turned up in my back yard three days ago. She has no collar and she's very skittish, but she appreciates the food I've put out for her. If I can catch her, I'd like to take her to the vet and see if she has a chip, but I think she probably doesn't. She acts like a cat who hasn't had a home in a very long time.
Even with the food, she hunts. She caught a cotton rat yesterday, and though I felt badly for the rat, I can't fault her for it. It's what cats do; they're predators, it's their nature. At least with the fence around the property I can be fairly sure no dogs will get her while she's here, though I suppose the fox might not like the competition.
For now, I think I'll call her Mephistophefleas.
Tue, Nov. 17th, 2009, 10:47 am
Dave Goes to Viggo's For Dinner and Some Reflection
Thu, Oct. 22nd, 2009, 11:16 pm
Taking some time
Mon, Jul. 27th, 2009, 07:32 pm
Viggo and Jeff: Aftercare and talking
[Players only, viggo and jdmorgan. Follows on the heels of this log, day two of Jeff and Viggo's first weekend together.]
"I'm trying," Viggo says, shooting Jeff an amused glare over his shoulder, "but that stuff's cold." He does try harder to hold still, though, even if squirming around does make Jeff use that tone of voice that gets Viggo's dick shifting interestedly. Jeff's already gotten the shallow cuts cleaned up and now he's smoothing some kind of gel over the rest of the welts, and the heat and pain of them are already starting to fade. Must have an anaesthetic in it. "Feels nice, though," he adds. ( Just in case there had been any doubt. )
Fri, Jun. 5th, 2009, 11:15 pm
Day two: distraction
Tue, Nov. 25th, 2008, 12:41 am
The weekend continues: Settling in
[Players only. jdmorgan and viggo continue their weekend together. Takes place the evening of the first day.]
Jeff hadn't specified what Viggo should wear to bed, so when he's finished washing up and brushing his teeth, he pulls on a pair of cotton pajama bottoms and a tee-shirt and checks the time. Jeff had wanted him in the master bedroom in twenty minutes, and it's been seventeen. He takes advantage of the extra three minutes to sit down and take a few deep breaths, and try to center himself.
It doesn't take long. He and Jeff have settled increasingly into their roles over the course of the day, and now Viggo feels perfectly calm except for a strong desire to be at his master's feet again, and the ache of his long-denied arousal. One more glance at the clock and he puts away his toiletry bag, ( and pads down the hall to Jeff's bedroom. )
Wed, May. 28th, 2008, 07:26 pm
Under your cathedral sky
Mon, Jan. 14th, 2008, 09:58 pm
If you get lost, I'll steer you right
Tue, Aug. 28th, 2007, 10:34 pm
Miranda and Viggo, late August
Sun, Aug. 19th, 2007, 09:00 pm
Sun, Aug. 19th, 2007, 12:46 am
Well, I'm back.
Sat, Aug. 11th, 2007, 11:48 pm
The first time Viggo comes back to the Los Angeles Establishment, he barely speaks to anyone. A few quiet words to the guy on the door when he comes in, fewer to the bartender when he orders a beer, and then he settles himself at a table in the shadowy back of the bar as if he's waiting for someone, but there's no one he expects to see.( He's been gone so long... )
Fri, Aug. 3rd, 2007, 08:35 am
Bio: Est!Viggo Mortensen