"And it feels so good falling onto you," Orlando said and then slapped his forehead. "Into, into," he repeated the correct preposition. "It feels so good falling *into* you."
"I like it better the way you say it," Viggo drawled.
"That doesn't help," Orlando said, giving his lover a look that said he was serious about this. "I've never auditioned for a Broadway play and I want to be perfect."
"You are perfect," was Viggo's opinion.
Lazily, the golden-skinned, golden-haired man shifted on the bed to better acquaint Orlando with the state of his arousal. Orlando glanced at the thick column of dusky-rose flesh and then quickly back at his script. Looking into the eyes of an imaginary young woman who had just admitted she's fallen for him, Orlando emoted.
"And it feels so good falling onto you."
"You said *onto* again," Viggo pointed out, taking hold of his erection.
Orlando shut his eyes and took a deep breath. Why was he having so much trouble with one simple line? He opened his eyes to the sight of Viggo lazily stroking himself. The tip of Orlando's tongue flicked over his lower lip as he stared at the long cock.
"I really need to work on this," Orlando said, tearing his gaze away.
"I'm not stopping you. You said you needed time; I'm giving you time."
"I appreciate it. As I appreciate that you flew to New York to surprise me, but I really do need to do this first."
"No problemo," Viggo said. "I'll entertain myself."
"It's a bit distracting."
"So are you."
Orlando sighed and tried to concentrate on his line, but his eyes kept straying to the bed. Maybe he should take a break. Ruthlessly, Orlando dragged his attention back to the script.
"And I love falling . . ." Orlando stopped, aware he was about blow it again.
"You really do," Viggo said, pouring lube onto his rock-hard shaft. "Sky-diving, bungee-jumping, do I have to go on?"
"Yeah, I love the rush," Orlando agreed.
"So you do love falling."
"I guess so." Orlando smiled, making Viggo's racing heart do a somersault in his chest.
"Let that feeling come through when you say the line."
"That was actually helpful."
"Well, you asked for ten minutes and they're almost up."
"You're timing me?"
"With every beat of my heart," Viggo replied throatily.
"No fair. You know I melt when you use that voice."
Viggo's hot blue gaze traveled down his lover's naked body. "I don't see any signs of softening."
Orlando was indeed still hard from waking up and finding a man in his bed. Looking at that man, he admitted he wouldn't be able to do anything else until after they'd made love.
Viggo grinned as Orlando pounced.
"I love falling onto you," Orlando said as he bore down on the slick cock head.
Viggo rolled, reversing their positions. "And I love falling into you."
