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British Sex God in My House	By : Goddessofdreams03 Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 7747 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Ch 10- Falling off a cliff, oh wait that’s the bed.
The curtains were tightly closed, in an attempt to prevent any light from infiltrating the room. The bed, filled with two sleeping forms. A plate filled with cookie crumbs lay haphazardly at the foot of the bed. The sound of Orlando’s soft snore, broke the silence. Grumbling Orlando rolled over in his sleep, sprawling out to dominate the bed. Deveraux, who was already teetering on the edge of the bed, was sent over onto the floor. The cookie plate followed her down. Orlando jolted awake at the thud and crash. He blinked in confusion at the left side of his bed. Where was Raux? He could have sworn she’d fallen asleep at his side, right in the middle of Buffy. There really weren’t many choices when it came to late night TV. Orlando heard some movement from the floor.
"I fell off a cliff...." Deveraux murmured to herself. Wiggling his way over, he peeked over the edge of the bed at Raux. She lay faced down, not moving. Orlando bit back a laugh and gave a shake of his head.
"No love, just the bed......." He said somewhere above her. Deveraux lifted her head to look at him, then dropped her head back to the floor and started to fall back asleep. Orlando shook his head once more and nudged her gently.
"Back in the bed sunshine...." Orlando slid back across the bed and held the covers up for her. Still half asleep, Deveraux sat up.
"Okay..." She mumbled, pulling herself back onto the bed. Nodding his approval Orlando settled the covers over her. Deveraux sent him a drowsy smile, before slipping back into sleep. Orlando lay watching her sleep. A soft smile still graced her lips, bringing a smile to his as well. Sighing he rolled over and let himself drift off as Raux had.
"What the bloody hell is that.....?" Orlando thought groggily, a constant rattling bringing him out of his pleasant slumber. Slowly he cracked open one eye, and took in his surroundings. The room was filled with soft sunlight, peeking through the edges of the drapes. His head nestled comfortably on the still snoozing Raux’s chest. Both his arms and one leg, held her against him. Raux’s arm rested around his head, her fingers tangled in his hair. He willed the racket to cease and it stopped, thankfully. So Orlando nuzzled his face between his two new pillows, and sighed happily. He began to let the sound of her breathing, and the spicy warmth of her smell, a scent that had come to signify home, lull him back to sleep. Again the sound of rattling penetrated his sluggish mind. He tried in vain to block out the sound, not wanting to move. Finally realization of what the rattling was hit, and he disengaged himself from Deveraux. Raux’s noise of disappointment made Orlando want to latch back onto her. He’d been quite happy with his nose buried in her cleavage. Course, she’d probably have a stroke if she woke up and found him like that. Orlando sighed wistfully, as he flicked his gaze at Raux’s chest.
"Alright.....hold on... you mother fu. ...better have a damn good reason…."Orlando grumbled, rolling to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. Combing a hand through his tousled hair, he snatched his vibrating phone from the bedside table. He flipped open his phone, and checked the screen. Muttering about stupid promises, Orlando stood and padded out of the room.
"Hey Sam..." He yawned, after pressing the call button. He winced and held the phone away from his ear at the exuberant response. It was too early for this and he’d been up too late.
"Hello Orlando!" Sam heralded happily. Yawning again he sauntered into the kitchen. He cringed at the sight of the destroyed room. Raux was going to have his head. He’d promised to clean up. He really had to stop making promises to the women in his life.
"What’s going on?" Orlando asked, picking up a stray cookie.
"Nothing..... Just making sure you still know how to keep your word..." Sam informed candidly. Orlando munched on his cookie, making his way back to his room.
"Why wouldn’t I?" He leaned against the wall and studied Raux. She’d taken over his bed in a tangle of bed sheets and body. He wondered mildly how she was going to find her way out of that mess when she woke. It’d definitely be an interesting sight. He could imagine Deveraux crashing off the bed in her struggle, and grinned with the thought. Samantha’s next comment wiped the smile from his face.
"I don’t know.... misplaced priorities perhaps?" Sam suggested mildly, craning her neck to find a certain destructive pooch. He straightened away from the wall. Orlando sighed heavily and stuffed his hand in the pocket of his lounge pants.
"When did you lose faith in me?"
"I haven’t lost faith in you …. OW!! shit.." Sam swore and Orlando heard several loud crashes, followed by equally loud barks. He knew he was in for an earful. He listen to Sam’s swears and headed to answer the door. After closing his bedroom door he crossed the apartment and opened the door. Orlando did some swearing of his own when he saw Morgan standing there.
"Orlando! This dog is a manic! He’ll be back in your hands in TWO weeks. Do you hear me?!! My flat can’t take this abuse...What? What’s wrong?" Sam demanded, tuning into Orlando’s curses. Orlando motioned Morgan in and made for the kitchen to have his conversation in private.
"Morgan is here..." He muttered.
"And this is worthy of swearing?" Sam was intrigued. Orlando sighed and banged his head against the wall.
"I broke up with her last night....." He rubbed at his now sore forehead, grumbling.
"Really? Why? " Sam sounded quite pleased, and Orlando wondered.
“Can we get back to Sidi? Two weeks you say?” Sam instantly grabbed up the subject, ranting about his dog. Orlando was only half listening because he was quite sure he heard a high-pitched squeal. Shrugging he went back to listening to Samantha.
“What the fuck?” Orlando heard shouting, then Raux’s scream followed by the sound of something shattering. The sound of heels pounding on the floor sent Orlando running for the door, a swear falling from his lips. He’d left Morgan alone in the living room, he should have known better! Orlando made it to the door just as Morgan’s cry sounded. She then crashed backwards into the kitchen holding her face. Morgan slammed into Orlando, sending his cell flying across the room, not that it mattered he’d forgotten about Sam anyway. Orlando caught Morgan under the arms as she slid down his front. He gaped at the blood dripping from between her fingers.
“What happened?!” He demanded, grabbing up a dishtowel from the counter then handed it to the crying Morgan.
“There you are! Oh…her face ran into your bedroom door….” Deveraux responded, after popping her head into the room. Orlando blinked several times.
“She attacked me!!!!” Morgan shrieked her accusation.
“Oh Puh-leeze… I don’t do catfights..” Deveraux sniffed disdainfully, as she crossed her arms over her chest. Orlando managed to hold the laughter building in his throat at bay. He really shouldn’t laugh at a time like this.
“What caused her face to run into the door?” Orlando asked, his lips twitching as he struggled to contain his grin. Morgan sobbed pitifully into the towel.
“She came out of your room half dressed……” She started. Orlando raised a brow and took in Raux’s state of dress. She wore a loose pair of pink silk pajama pants and a matching cami. Raux could hardly be described as half dressed. Orlando turned his attention back to Morgan’s story.
“Then she just started screaming at me…”
“OH YOU LYING BI….I mean…um.. She was the one who started screaming. Then she threw a vase at my head!!” Deveraux said, pointing at her head. Orlando nodded and waited for the rest of the details. Morgan tried to cut in but Deveraux was having none of that. She sent Morgan a glower, and Morgan’s mouth snapped closed. She’d learned her lesson well, Deveraux was not the mouse she was assumed to be.
“ I ducked, then she came at me! So I slammed the door, and her face hit the door……… followed by the rest of her body…so, you see? It was me who was attacked, not her. I was defending myself against an unwarranted attack!” Deveraux brought her vehement story to a close and Orlando again fought laughter.
“I see….” He said solemnly, his voice sounding oddly strained.
“Good.. I’m ever so glad.” Deveraux nodded.
“Yes, now love ..I think you should leave me to handle damage control…..” He said, referring to Morgan who had taken to sobbing again.
“Fine…..” Deveraux sighed. She started to leave the room but changed her mind and turned back. Orlando winked at her as she reached over his head to grab a few cookies. She sent him a sunny smile and left him with Morgan. The moment was Raux safely away Morgan turned and threw herself on Orlando to wail about her misfortune. Orlando rolled his eyes and patted her on the back. He knew he should be a bit more caring but he just didn’t give a damn. Morgan had brought this on herself.
“She’s crazy!! I didn’t do anything!” Morgan insisted. Orlando remained silent and kept patting. He wasn’t going to get into this. The sooner she calmed down, the sooner he could get her out the door.
“Orlando? OR-LAN-DO!!! ORLANDOOOOOOO!!!!” His sister’s voice could scarcely be heard over the caterwauling coming from Morgan. Looking around Orlando spotted his forgotten phone, lying to his left. Stretching out he took up the phone.
“Ow…Sam you can stop yelling now!!” He yelled into the phone as she was still bellowing his name.
“Oh…sorry… What was all the ruckus?” Sam asked excitedly. Orlando glanced down at Morgan as she continued to carry on.
“You wouldn’t believe it…..” He muttered, giving up on hurrying Morgan along.
“Try me…..” Sam returned. Orlando took a breath then started in on the whole story. While just down the hall Deveraux danced gleefully around her room, glorying in the pain she’d caused Morgan. What a wonderful way to start the day!!
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