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(backdated:  This takes place right after Karl and Harry make up in the gardens)

 

Harry burst through the door to Orlando's room, looked around wildly for him, rushed over and pulled Orlando into his arms, giving him a long, thorough kiss. Breaking off the kiss, Harry looked at Orlando, his eyes shining, and a huge grin on his face, the tracks of tears still evident on his cheeks.

Orli looks up, happily confused. "What's up?" He asks, putting his book down and standing to hug Harry.

Harry hugs Orlando tightly, still smiling. "Oh Orlando! He was there, and I didn't throw up, even though I didn't have you there to fuck the nervousness out of me, and the blame stopped and there's true love and everyone can just be happy! Isn't it great!"

Orlando raises his eyebrows, confused. "Harry, you're blathering. That's my job." He laughs and gives him a quick kiss. "Explain."

"I just did explain? That didn't make sense?" Harry pulls back and looks at Orlando, brow furrowed a little, but still grinning.

"Who was there, and where?" Orlando asks, gesturing for them both to sit on the couch.

Harry sat and grabbed Orlando's hand. "Karl! Karl emailed me and asked if I would meet him in the garden's. I was so nervous I really thought I was going to be sick."

"But you weren't?" Orli grins.

"No. That's where the whole you fucking the nervousness out of me plan came from, but I ended up running out of time and had to just go ahead and meet with him anyway." Harry still feels so buzzed from the whole experience, so much emotion and release in such a short amount of time.

"So...so you guys made with the nice?" Orli starts to smile.

"When I got there he was just standing there shaking_ couldn't even look up at me. I grabbed him into a hug and told him I was sorry. It broke something loose_ we actually talked_ managed to stop blaming ourselves first for what happened, although that took a couple minutes to sort out." Harry looks at Orlando, pretty sure that it's okay he hugged Karl, but wanting to be certain.

"That's fantastic!" Orli laughs and pulls Harry into a hug.

Harry hugs Orlando back, gives him a quick kiss and pulls back, wanting to get to the best parts. "We talked forever, and I got to tell him how happy I was that he made it to Palace, and we talked about good stuff and bad stuff but didn't freak out on each other about it, just_ gods, we were never able to just talk about stuff like that, it was always a confrontation. We actually solved things that had been bugging us, both of us for years. I feel like I'm six years younger!" Harry pauses for breath. "He saw us together at the pub that night. He'd never seen us together before, never seen you in person before. That's what made him call me."

"Really?" Orlando blushes at the fact that he's hardly seen in public. "Wow...I didn't even see him."

"Neither did I. I mean, I wasn't really paying attention to much..." Harry frowns. That wasn't a happy memory, and he wanted to stay in the mood he was in. "Anyway, he saw us there, and he saw the way I look at you and..." Harry starts to blush. "He said it was the same way Viggo looks at him. Like there isn't anyone else in the world except him. He's let me go, and he's moved on, and he's happy... really happy this time." Harry looks up at Orlando, joy in his eyes. "I can have my friend back, and he can love Viggo, and I can love you, and now I can do them all at the same time."

"That's just...oh, go you!" Orlando leans forward and kisses him.

Harry kisses Orlando back, then pulls back, leaning in to touch Orlando's forehead to his. "He's asked me if I would call him by his nickname again. It used to mean that he belonged to me, and I only used it in private, never let anyone hear it. We'd like to be able to use it in public, as friends who shared something special once. Is that something you can let me have?" Harry speaks softly, not really sure what Orlando will say. He and Karl did agree that it was up to Orlando and Viggo whether the nickname would continue or not.

 

"Sweetie," Orlando grinned. "You give everyone nicknames. One more isn't going to hurt. If it makes you both happy, I'm happy."

The last little bit of tension Harry has been holding drops away. He whispers, "Thank you so much for that. Karl is "puppy". He's not my puppy, not anymore. Just puppy."

"That's nice." Orli smiled. "I saw a photo of him once. He had eyes like a puppy."

Harry grins. "Yeah, he does, and when he was first retrieved to McKellen's he used to follow me around like one_ I'd turn around and almost fall over him because he'd be only two steps behind me. Is it okay that I didn't tell you I was going to see him first? It all kind of just happened_ he emailed me, we went back and forth a couple of times and then we were just standing there in the garden. Barely had time to think about it even." Harry looks at Orlando, just a little worry in his eyes.

"Harry, I don't care how you sort stuff out. That's none of my business that stuff with Karl." Orlando wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders. "Love you."

Harry sinks into Orlando's arms. "I love you too. So, so much. And it is your business when it affects us like this did. And you've been wonderful about everything. Thank you for that."

"You're welcome." Orlando sighs happily and closes his eyes.

"So how about you? Is everything okay in Orlando world? I kinda just barged in here on you. Sorry about that." The adrenalin is starting to die away a little now, and Harry feels a little bit silly for rushing in the way he did.

"Orlando world is getting boring," Orli admits. "It's boring in here, my eyes are getting sleepy and I've almost finished all the books we own. I was gonna jump you when you came home anyway!

Harry laughs. "So which is it that you want? New books, sleep, or jumping? Couple of options there."

"Hmmm...."Orlando pretends to think. "I'll have the jumping, then the sleep, please."

"I love the way your mind works. You don't mind if I stay over then?"

"You're always welcome."

Harry lifts his head and looks up at Orlando. "That's a good thing to know. Bedroom?"

"Yeah." Orli grins mischievously. "Carry me. Too tired to walk."

Harry's eyes flash for a moment and he stands up, extending his hand to help Orlando up from the couch. Grinning back at Orlando he bends down, throws Orlando over his shoulder and heads for the bedroom, one arm wrapped around Orlando's legs, and the other planted firmly on his arse.

Orlando shrieks and leans down. "You...you...ARGH! Evil...man..." Orli laughed. He grinned and slapped Harry's arse.

Harry grins and holds on tight, not reacting to the slap. "You said carry you, you did not specify how. You want me to scoop you up in my arms, be more specific. Otherwise, you get the full out retriever treatment."

"You're still evil. And I'm turning red." Orli gasps, wriggling to try to get comfortable.

Harry ignores Orlando, as they're almost there anyway. He walks into the bedroom to the foot of Orlando's bed, dumps him unceremoniously onto it, and immediately moves to lie on top of Orlando, looking directly into his eyes. "Still have a problem with the way I do things?"

"No." Orli grins up, and flicks out the tip of his tongue to lick Harry's nose.

Harry smiles back, and moves in to kiss Orlando hard, wet and deep.

Orli groans and grabs at Harry's neck, pulling him down further.

Harry sinks into the kiss, grinding up against Orlando, groaning at the contact.

Orli breaks the kiss and arches his back with a loud groan. "Oh...GOD..."

"Hmmm? Something you want love?" Harry gasps as Orlando breaks the kiss, and grinds up against him again

"Don't...tease..." Orli gasps, thrusting back to meet him.

Harry slides off Orlando to the side, reaches down and pulls Orlando's shirt off over his head. His own shirt follows, and he moves back, covering Orlando's body again, gasping a little at the skin to skin contact. Trailing his hand down Orlando's side, Harry murmurs, "Not teasing...asking."

Orlando mutters and tosses his head back. "Just...touch me..." he whispers.

Harry smiles, and slides off Orlando again, pressing up against his side. He moves his hand to the top of Orlando's head, and runs his fingers through his hair, then lets them trail down the side of his cheek, and traces them over his lips.

Orli opens his eyes and smiles at Harry, kissing his fingertips. "Love you." he whispers.

"Love you." Harry drifts his fingers down from Orlando's mouth across his chin, and lets one finger trace down in a straight line down his neck. He drags the backs of his fingers across Orlando's collar bone, then sweeps back around down his chest. Lightly, Harry brushes Orlando's nipple with the flat of his finger nail.

Orli lets out a loose chuckle, and presses up close to Harry. he reaches around and runs his hands up Harry's back, right down under the waistband of his trousers.'

Harry gasps at the contact and presses back against Orlando's hands. "More then love? Getting impatient?"

"Just a little," Orlando grins, and runs his other hand down Harry's stomach.

Harry's stomach contracts as Orlando's hand slips down. "You said to touch you. Would you like something more specific? Harry's voice is strained.

"I don't know..." Orlando grins and wriggles down to kiss Harry's stomach.

Harry gasps and throws his head back. "You _ God!_ know what it does to me when you do that!"

"That's why I do it." he grinned and licked around his navel, then traced a path with his tongue down to the waistband of his jeans.

Harry moans and arches his back at the touch of Orlando's tongue. "Oh fucking hell, Orli!"

"Mmm?"

Harry looks down at Orlando and growls.

Orli pulls away from Harry's stomach and looks up with a cheeky grin. "You wanted something sir?"

"Little one..."

Orli blinks innocently and squirms up for a kiss.

Harry takes over the kiss, tracing the inside of Orlando's mouth with his tongue. He pulls away gasping. "You were the one who told me not to tease!"

"I wasn't teasing..." Orli grins breathlessly. "I was Tasting."

Harry lets his head fall back and grumbles. "You just enjoy watching me get totally incoherent don't you?"

"Mmmm. That too." Orlando rolls onto his back and pulls Harry on top of him. He gives him his 'playful kitten' look, and pulls him in for a kiss.

Harry kisses Orlando back, then starts dragging his body down Orlando's, kissing him as he goes, using the kisses to punctuate his words. You_ are lucky_ I love you_ so much . Harry has kissed his way down Orlando's chest to his stomach, now leaning in to let his tongue dip into Orlando's navel.

Orlando moans and throws his head back with a cry.

Harry grins and thrusts his tongue in, then trails it around the outside of his navel.

Orlando screams and clutches at Harry. "Love you..." he gasps.

Harry flicked his tongue again. "I love you." He drags his hand down Orlando's body, and wraps his fingers around Orlando's cloth covered erection.

Orli groaned and curled his fingers in the sheets, with enough strength to rip them.

Harry loosened his fingers and unfastened Orlando's pants. Trailing the back of his hand along Orlando's naked cock, Harry smiled "There is no point in me ever buying you underwear... is there?"

"Never," Orli grinned. "I'd just use it as an interesting wall feature..." He gasped and kneaded his fingers in the mattress.

Harry grinned and grasped the waistband of Orlando's pants. "A wall feature? Explain, love." Harry slowly dragged Orlando's pants down his legs and off, pulling his socks off at the same time.

"They'd have to have SOME use, wouldn't they?" he grinned. "I wouldn't wear them. They'd look interesting in the loo or something. Or I'd sign them and give them to charity."

"Harry grinned. You are about seventeen kinds of odd right there love, but that's okay." Settling in between Orlando's legs after getting rid of his pants, he leans down and swallows Orlando's cock.

Orli screamed and arched his back, fisting the sheets mercilessly.

Harry drags his mouth up Orlando's shaft and lets it fall from his mouth. "Might want to find the lube, love."

"Lube...was where...we left it...LAST time..." Orlando's eyes are closed, and he doesn't look exactly capable of doing anything that involves co_ordination.

Harry sighs. "Guess I'll have to move to go get it then." He moves off of Orlando to retrieve the lube, (which is exactly where it was the last time) and removes his jeans, socks and shoes while he's at it. Returning to Orlando, he again leans over and sucks Orlando's cock into his mouth.

Orlando makes an incoherent noise, something along the lines of "G_UH!!" He thumps one fist on the mattress repeatedly, his eyes shut tight.

In a well practiced move, Harry manages to open the lube one handed and slick his fingers. Circling around the opening first, Harry gently presses the very tips of two fingers inside.

Orlando whimpers and swallows heavily, lifting his hands to wipe the sweat off his brow hastily. "I...guh...I love you..." he gasps.

Harry slowly presses both fingers all the way inside Orlando, pulsing at Orlando's cock with his lips. *I love you so much*

Orli picks up his thoughts and grins. "Harry," he moans. "Just...fucking...do it already..."

Harry grins around Orlando's cock and let it fall from his mouth again. He focuses on preparing Orlando, scissoring his fingers, curling them to brush against his prostate.

"FUCKING HELL HARRY!" Orlando screams, arching his back off the bed.

*Okay, I'm thinking he's about ready.* Harry pulls his fingers out and quickly slicks his own cock. Gently pushing Orlando's legs up and open, Harry presses inside, then continues in one long stroke until he's buried completely.

Orlando lets out a long moan, lifting his hands to run them up and over Harry's chest.

Bracing his hands on the bed, Harry leans down and kisses Orlando. "I love you."

Orli laugh. "I love you too," He whispers, and kisses Harry back. He traces the line of Harry's teeth with his tongue, and moans into the kiss. Still kissing Orlando, Harry starts to move, starting slowly then building up in speed, grabbing a kiss whenever possible.

Orli groans and bites into Harry's shoulder, trying to muffle his screams. Harry gasps at the bite and thrusts harder into Orlando, moving faster. Orli lets a low growl escape licking over the spot where he bit down. "Love you...so fucking...much..."

Harry gasps out, "I love you! Close, love. Touch yourself for me."

Orli grudgingly moves one hand and wraps it around his cock. He moans and kisses Harry's shoulder again.

Harry braces himself, arms locked and pounds into Orlando. He feels himself getting closer, feels himself starting to lose control. He looks down and gasps "Orlando_ god! fucking hell, I love you!"

"I...god...Haaaarry..." Orlando's grip on his cock gets tighter. "Love...you..." he whispers.

"Love you love you Oh GOD!" Harry thrusts and freezes, crying out, feeling his orgasm rip through him.

Orlando throws his head back and screams, coming fiercely against his hand dn Harry's stomach.

Harry stays frozen, panting, head thrown back, feeling Orlando pulse around him.

"Oh god...oh god..." Orlando grabs onto Harry's shoulders and rides the aftershocks. "I love you..." he whispers hoarsely.

Harry lets his head fall back forward and presses his forehead against Orlando's. "So much. Orlando just. So much."

Orli sighs contentedly and wraps his arms around Harry's shoulders. "You're so...so..." he stops and chuckles to himself, bringing a hand up to trail down Harry's cheek.

Harry smiles, coming back to himself. "I'm so what?" He leans down and kisses Orlando gently.

"Fucking awesome..." Orli grins. "I love you so fucking much.:

Harry grins back. "Fucking awesome fucking was it?" Shakes his head. "Hell, I must really be tired. And I love you." Harry rubs his nose against Orlando's. "Never been happier in my life than right now. Want you to know that."

"Same here." he wrinkles his nose and giggles, toeing the sheet up as he does so. "You're so fantastic. Couldn't ask for anything better..."

Moving off and settling in beside Orlando, Harry pulls him up to rest against his chest. "Good 'cause you're stuck with me now."

"That's good, cause I'm so fucked I can't go anywhere..." Orli grins and kisses the tip of Harry's nose. "You have a cute nose, you know?"

Harry wrinkles his nose and tries to hide his face. "Do not. Stoppit! Not cute!"

Orli giggled and kissed his forehead. "You're gorgeous and sexy and hot and most definitely not cute."

Harry pulled Orlando in closer. "Tha's right. Not cute t'all."

"No. Devilishly handsome." Orli grinned and rested his head on Harry's strong chest.

"Yer silly." Harry is starting to drift off. "Pretty though."

"Pretty now?" Orlando feigned horror.

"Yup. Deal with it." Harry giggled a little.

Orli grinned and punched him lightly. "You're a rotten bastard, you know that?!" he giggled.

Harry sighs and snuggles in. "You can pay me back later. Sleep now, or "pretty" can be your new nickname."

"Hm. Love you." Orli murmured and rested his head back on Harry's chest with a content sigh.

"Love you." Long pause. "Pretty." *giggles*

Orlando let out an indignant sigh and smiled.

Harry grinned at Orlando's sigh, the last thing he heard before falling asleep.