Double Lotus: Chapter 4: Double Hatha
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brainofckChapter Title: Chapter 4: Double Hatha
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
muck_a_luck, originally posted at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
rugbytackle, now also in brainofck
Pairing: SB/VM
Rating: G to NC-17
Summary: Yoga for two
Content/warnings: Um. Excessive use of technical yoga talk?
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: Slash is fiction. So while we may all be demented, slash is basically the author's ownporno script, populated by the individuals she feels would be ideal to fill the various roles if she ruled the universe if she were ever fortunate enough have the opportunity to bring her vision to the screen. *snortle*
Archive rights: Would be cool to be archived! www.Rugbytackling.com only, though. And Green Opals if they'll have me! :)
Chapter 1: Saluting the Sun
Chapter 2: Shava-asana
Chapter 3: Revolved Triangle
The next morning Sean woke up panting in sticky damp sheets after a dream he remembered very clearly, of Viggo moving against him, with him, in him... He called Viggo and begged off their morning practice, pleading a forgotten early meeting.
"While I've got you on the phone..." Viggo began.
"Yeah?"
"I really don't care to be entertainment for the pilates set again. Why don't we meet here tomorrow?"
"Where's here?" Sean asked. His heart skipped a beat. He'd been expecting this, actually, and both anticipating it and dreading it. There was no real reason to meet at the gym to practice. In fact it probably made more sense not to. And here was Viggo, finally coming to that realization, too.
"My place. Above the studio. I've got plenty of space. You always go home to shower and get ready for work anyway. If anything, I'd imagine it would be more convenient for you..." Viggo trailed off. Sean was more than a little pleased. Viggo sounded very worried that he persuade his friend.
"So same time then? I can run down to the club for my swim and be by your place almost as quickly as I could get upstairs."
"Great!" Viggo said. "Tomorrow, then."
Though Sean wasn't so sure about that as the glow of the conversation wore off. He extricated himself from his bed and stripped off the sheets. His mind wandered in the shower down familiar paths to unfamiliar destinations. He imagined his hands passing over a broad, furred chest, over perfectly round brown nipples. He imagined the feel of his tongue moving from nipple to collar bone, to muscular neck and the curve of an ear. His mouth moving, licking, biting down a strong bearded jaw. He had to turn the hot water completely off to fend off the growing need for a Viggo-inspired wank. He couldn't keep doing this if he and Viggo were really going to do double poses. He'd humiliate himself and cum in the middle of it, if he wasn't careful.
Of course, he knew he was kidding himself. His reaction to Double Lotus made that crystal clear. Tomorrow morning was going to be a disaster. There was no way around it. A complete, utter, unmitigated disaster.
It was like their first day practicing together, all over again. Sean woke up early and nervous. He went for his weights and a swim. He shaved and showered. He put on his tightest undies and his baggiest sweats. Not that it would matter. As bad as this was going to be, clothes weren't going to make any difference. He wanted Viggo. But even though he knew Viggo was bi at the very least - even though he suspected that Viggo would have made a move weeks ago if he had thought Sean would be interested – Sean hadn't been able to get up the nerve to take that next step. Except that knowing himself and his reaction to the Double Lotus yesterday, he knew that this morning, he was taking the next step. No matter how he concentrated on his breathing, no matter how he focused on the asanas, Double Hatha was going to be yoga as foreplay, and Viggo wasn't going to be stupid enough to miss it.
Sean walked slowly from the gym to Viggo's studio. He didn't want to be early as Viggo would be meditating before his practice, and Sean was trying to find some source of inner strength that was going to let him salvage his pride at the end of the morning.
The studio was bright and open. Viggo greeted him at the door looking deliciously sleep-rumpled and delighted to see him. Sean got a brief tour of Viggo's current photo exhibit, but was distracted from Viggo's explanation of one of the more abstract frames by an amazing sculpted piece set in an alcove further back in the room.
"Orli's?" he asked. It was the first time Sean had found the nerve to mention his imagined rival since that first dinner with Viggo weeks ago.
Viggo grinned. "Yeah! First thing he's finished since he got engaged. He brought it in last Friday. I've already had a couple of nibbles. It'll be sold before the end of the month." Viggo was clearly pleased. Sean didn't know what to think. Then Viggo's attention turned to other things and Sean's opportunity to learn any more was gone for the moment.
They had started with Sun Salutations and Sean was feeling limber and warm. Standing still in Mountain Pose, feeling relaxed and more confident now, Sean suggested, "Do you want to try a double Tree?"
"Show me," Viggo replied. Sean moved to stand beside him, and he knew he'd lost the battle before it had even begun. The warmth of Viggo's arm and hip pressed against him... Deep breath in. "We stand on our center legs, and take Tree Pose with the outer leg," Sean explained, pleased that his voice didn't sound as shaky as he felt. "I hold your foot," he continued, reaching down, "and you take mine for mutual support. Then we clasp hands in back to close the circle." The feel of Viggo's hand clasping around his foot, and the roughness of VIggo's fingers dragging over his wrist behind his back almost made Sean lose his balance completely and bring them crashing down in a heap. But Viggo just laughed and held tighter and the strength of the pose held them both upright. They held the posture, wrapped around each other, breathing already synchronizing. Sean concentrated on their mutual breath, and his heartbeat slowed to something like a normal pace. Maybe he could do this after all. Viggo began unwinding them, and they turned together to do the other side. The resumed pose was easy and natural, their breathing still matched as they stood quietly.
"Ostritch?" Viggo suggested, as Sean began to unwind. Viggo turned his back to Sean and surrendered down into a deep forward bend, and Sean followed. Back to back now, Sean could almost feel the heat of Viggos legs through is sweats. He knew it was his imagination, but he still felt a little thrill when their fingers touched.
As they came upright, Sean smirked, and suggested Viggo's least favorite pose to bring them closer to the floor. "Dancer?" Viggo sighed in disgust, but Sean felt his friend behind him, kneeling and balancing, wobbling a bit and clearly not focused on the pose, as he gave another exasperated sigh, tipped backwards, knocking Sean to his knees. Sean laughed as Viggo grunted, "Double Camel, since we're here anyway." The backbend felt incredible, and resting his head on Viggo's shoulder, he could feel Viggo's pulse beating against his own. He wondered if they could hold this posture long enough, if their heartbeats would synchronize as their breathing had. They were breathing together now.
"Child's Pose." Sean said finally, and let his body relax forward. His feet tangled with Viggo's. Again their fingers touched. Their hips pressed together firmly. Sean tried desperately to concentrate on his breathing, and not the intimacy of bodies together.
"Elbow Lock," said Viggo. Sean sat up and reached back. Their arms twined into a firm grip. Now aligned back to back again, Viggo's breathing speeded up. Breath of Fire. Sean matched him breath for breath and they sat that way several minutes, focused on breathing.
Sean unwound their arms and shifted forward again into Child's Pose. "Double Back Rest." It came out sounding husky, more of an invitation than an instruction, and Viggo accepted it, reclining back into Fish Pose, his weight draped over Sean perfectly. Then they shifted together and Sean lay on Viggo. Viggo's back was muscular and broad and warm under him. He suppressed a shiver.
"Elbow Lock again," said Viggo finally, "let's see if we can stand." Sean was tempted to fumble it just for the joy of jostling and struggling, but they sat locked together in Hero's Pose, then without a word, stood fluidly and easily. Viggo turned, and Sean, in tune with his partner's body, turned with him. They were face to face now, for the first time since they had started the double poses. Their eyes met, and Sean nearly stepped back, Viggo's expression was so full of desire. His eyes were dilated almost completely black. His face was flushed and he'd clearly been biting his lips. And more startling, when Viggo reached out and wrapped his arms behind Sean's back and brought their bodies together flush, Viggo was hard. Pressed against him hot and heavy. And it wasn't until that moment that Sean realized that so was he. Viggo's hand slipped up under Sean's t-shirt, over the planes and curves of his back, and caught him by the back of his skull. Suddenly Sean was kissing him, hard, and hot and messily. Tongues deep and pressing. It took his breath away and in their current state of synchronicity, Sean found himself breathing Viggo in, lost in the movement and feel of their bodies together.
Chapter 5: Plow
The asanas:
Double Tree
Ostritch
Dancer
Two Camels
Child's Pose
Elbow Lock
Double Back Rest
Author:
muck_a_luck, originally posted at rugbytackle, now also in brainofckPairing: SB/VM
Rating: G to NC-17
Summary: Yoga for two
Content/warnings: Um. Excessive use of technical yoga talk?
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: Slash is fiction. So while we may all be demented, slash is basically the author's own
Archive rights: Would be cool to be archived! www.Rugbytackling.com only, though. And Green Opals if they'll have me! :)
Chapter 1: Saluting the Sun
Chapter 2: Shava-asana
Chapter 3: Revolved Triangle
The next morning Sean woke up panting in sticky damp sheets after a dream he remembered very clearly, of Viggo moving against him, with him, in him... He called Viggo and begged off their morning practice, pleading a forgotten early meeting.
"While I've got you on the phone..." Viggo began.
"Yeah?"
"I really don't care to be entertainment for the pilates set again. Why don't we meet here tomorrow?"
"Where's here?" Sean asked. His heart skipped a beat. He'd been expecting this, actually, and both anticipating it and dreading it. There was no real reason to meet at the gym to practice. In fact it probably made more sense not to. And here was Viggo, finally coming to that realization, too.
"My place. Above the studio. I've got plenty of space. You always go home to shower and get ready for work anyway. If anything, I'd imagine it would be more convenient for you..." Viggo trailed off. Sean was more than a little pleased. Viggo sounded very worried that he persuade his friend.
"So same time then? I can run down to the club for my swim and be by your place almost as quickly as I could get upstairs."
"Great!" Viggo said. "Tomorrow, then."
Though Sean wasn't so sure about that as the glow of the conversation wore off. He extricated himself from his bed and stripped off the sheets. His mind wandered in the shower down familiar paths to unfamiliar destinations. He imagined his hands passing over a broad, furred chest, over perfectly round brown nipples. He imagined the feel of his tongue moving from nipple to collar bone, to muscular neck and the curve of an ear. His mouth moving, licking, biting down a strong bearded jaw. He had to turn the hot water completely off to fend off the growing need for a Viggo-inspired wank. He couldn't keep doing this if he and Viggo were really going to do double poses. He'd humiliate himself and cum in the middle of it, if he wasn't careful.
Of course, he knew he was kidding himself. His reaction to Double Lotus made that crystal clear. Tomorrow morning was going to be a disaster. There was no way around it. A complete, utter, unmitigated disaster.
It was like their first day practicing together, all over again. Sean woke up early and nervous. He went for his weights and a swim. He shaved and showered. He put on his tightest undies and his baggiest sweats. Not that it would matter. As bad as this was going to be, clothes weren't going to make any difference. He wanted Viggo. But even though he knew Viggo was bi at the very least - even though he suspected that Viggo would have made a move weeks ago if he had thought Sean would be interested – Sean hadn't been able to get up the nerve to take that next step. Except that knowing himself and his reaction to the Double Lotus yesterday, he knew that this morning, he was taking the next step. No matter how he concentrated on his breathing, no matter how he focused on the asanas, Double Hatha was going to be yoga as foreplay, and Viggo wasn't going to be stupid enough to miss it.
Sean walked slowly from the gym to Viggo's studio. He didn't want to be early as Viggo would be meditating before his practice, and Sean was trying to find some source of inner strength that was going to let him salvage his pride at the end of the morning.
The studio was bright and open. Viggo greeted him at the door looking deliciously sleep-rumpled and delighted to see him. Sean got a brief tour of Viggo's current photo exhibit, but was distracted from Viggo's explanation of one of the more abstract frames by an amazing sculpted piece set in an alcove further back in the room.
"Orli's?" he asked. It was the first time Sean had found the nerve to mention his imagined rival since that first dinner with Viggo weeks ago.
Viggo grinned. "Yeah! First thing he's finished since he got engaged. He brought it in last Friday. I've already had a couple of nibbles. It'll be sold before the end of the month." Viggo was clearly pleased. Sean didn't know what to think. Then Viggo's attention turned to other things and Sean's opportunity to learn any more was gone for the moment.
They had started with Sun Salutations and Sean was feeling limber and warm. Standing still in Mountain Pose, feeling relaxed and more confident now, Sean suggested, "Do you want to try a double Tree?"
"Show me," Viggo replied. Sean moved to stand beside him, and he knew he'd lost the battle before it had even begun. The warmth of Viggo's arm and hip pressed against him... Deep breath in. "We stand on our center legs, and take Tree Pose with the outer leg," Sean explained, pleased that his voice didn't sound as shaky as he felt. "I hold your foot," he continued, reaching down, "and you take mine for mutual support. Then we clasp hands in back to close the circle." The feel of Viggo's hand clasping around his foot, and the roughness of VIggo's fingers dragging over his wrist behind his back almost made Sean lose his balance completely and bring them crashing down in a heap. But Viggo just laughed and held tighter and the strength of the pose held them both upright. They held the posture, wrapped around each other, breathing already synchronizing. Sean concentrated on their mutual breath, and his heartbeat slowed to something like a normal pace. Maybe he could do this after all. Viggo began unwinding them, and they turned together to do the other side. The resumed pose was easy and natural, their breathing still matched as they stood quietly.
"Ostritch?" Viggo suggested, as Sean began to unwind. Viggo turned his back to Sean and surrendered down into a deep forward bend, and Sean followed. Back to back now, Sean could almost feel the heat of Viggos legs through is sweats. He knew it was his imagination, but he still felt a little thrill when their fingers touched.
As they came upright, Sean smirked, and suggested Viggo's least favorite pose to bring them closer to the floor. "Dancer?" Viggo sighed in disgust, but Sean felt his friend behind him, kneeling and balancing, wobbling a bit and clearly not focused on the pose, as he gave another exasperated sigh, tipped backwards, knocking Sean to his knees. Sean laughed as Viggo grunted, "Double Camel, since we're here anyway." The backbend felt incredible, and resting his head on Viggo's shoulder, he could feel Viggo's pulse beating against his own. He wondered if they could hold this posture long enough, if their heartbeats would synchronize as their breathing had. They were breathing together now.
"Child's Pose." Sean said finally, and let his body relax forward. His feet tangled with Viggo's. Again their fingers touched. Their hips pressed together firmly. Sean tried desperately to concentrate on his breathing, and not the intimacy of bodies together.
"Elbow Lock," said Viggo. Sean sat up and reached back. Their arms twined into a firm grip. Now aligned back to back again, Viggo's breathing speeded up. Breath of Fire. Sean matched him breath for breath and they sat that way several minutes, focused on breathing.
Sean unwound their arms and shifted forward again into Child's Pose. "Double Back Rest." It came out sounding husky, more of an invitation than an instruction, and Viggo accepted it, reclining back into Fish Pose, his weight draped over Sean perfectly. Then they shifted together and Sean lay on Viggo. Viggo's back was muscular and broad and warm under him. He suppressed a shiver.
"Elbow Lock again," said Viggo finally, "let's see if we can stand." Sean was tempted to fumble it just for the joy of jostling and struggling, but they sat locked together in Hero's Pose, then without a word, stood fluidly and easily. Viggo turned, and Sean, in tune with his partner's body, turned with him. They were face to face now, for the first time since they had started the double poses. Their eyes met, and Sean nearly stepped back, Viggo's expression was so full of desire. His eyes were dilated almost completely black. His face was flushed and he'd clearly been biting his lips. And more startling, when Viggo reached out and wrapped his arms behind Sean's back and brought their bodies together flush, Viggo was hard. Pressed against him hot and heavy. And it wasn't until that moment that Sean realized that so was he. Viggo's hand slipped up under Sean's t-shirt, over the planes and curves of his back, and caught him by the back of his skull. Suddenly Sean was kissing him, hard, and hot and messily. Tongues deep and pressing. It took his breath away and in their current state of synchronicity, Sean found himself breathing Viggo in, lost in the movement and feel of their bodies together.
Chapter 5: Plow
The asanas:
Double Tree
Ostritch
Dancer
Two Camels
Child's Pose
Elbow Lock
Double Back Rest
