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The Witches of Canterbury	By : lilam70 Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 5226 -:- 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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Title: The Witches of Canterbury
Author: blueglitter
Warnings: Don’t read this if you are easily offended by SEX
Pairings: Orlando Bloom/Johnny Depp/ Female Characters/
Disclaimer: No harm or copyright infringement intended. I do not mean to offend anyone, or be the cause of anger. Written for pure enjoyment only. For non commercial purposes. I do not know these people in real life, how they conduct their day to day lives in nothing of my bussiness at all. Sorry!! I am not in anyway associated with them.
Summary: A confession and a Magic store.
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It was raining heavily as the taxi made its way to Kate’s apartment. The sky looked like a streaked cavas.
Orlando had, his head on her shoulder and she was playing with his hair. Neither of them spoke.
Viggo was glad to hear that Kate was taking care of Orlando because they all knew how out of hand he can get when he had to much to drink.
They paid the taxi and ran to the front door and went inside before they got completely drenched.
“Want some tea?”
“Yes sure, thanks.”
Orlando made himself at home on Kate’s soft, white couch and flipped on the TV. There was nothing on at 2am except for infomercials so he decided to watch something on the latest’s super carpet cleaning product. I probably need one of those, he thought as flash backs of a soaking, wet Sidi on the plush, royal blue carpet in the bed room filled his mind.
Kate came in and handed him the tea. The room was spinning before his eyes so he put it down before he spilt it on her lovely sofa. She sat down next to him.
“So, how have you been?” Asked Kate.
“Everything is bloody perfect, work is great, house is great, my family is great. There is a woman at work who wants me. Everything’s bloody perfect. “
“Are you trying to be sarcastic?” Kate was cupping the warm mug in her hands looking at him intently.
“No, not really. More ironic.” Orlando hung his head and wrung his hands together.
He picked up a pen and started playing with it.
“There is this guy- man.”
“Is he making things difficult for you and the girl at work?” Asked Kate.
“Kate! Please.” Orlando signed. “Please don’t interrupt. This is hard enough as it is.”
She apologised and put her mug down. Orlando took a sip of his drink and looked up at Kate’s unusual eyes. They were full of concern and understanding. She was so sweet, she would not judge him, she would understand. Right?
He took a deep breath and let it out.
“I have sexual feelings towards this man.”
Kate’s jaw dropped, but she said nothing.
“I met him in the forest, no- in a book store to be honest and every time I thought about him, I could not get over the way he looked and smelled. It was as if I wanted to be closer to him, to know what it’s like to *be* him. That sounds stupid.”
“Not at all. Does he know about this?” She put her hand on his arm.
“I am not sure if he knows how I feel. I think so because of something he said while we were- .” Orlando broke off
“While you were -?” Kate asked gently.
“While we were in the forest one night. I was there with two other women, his wife and him. He got the impression that I-, umm actually what he though is not important, it’s what he did.”
Orlando let out another deep breath
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“He took me into the forest, pressed me up against a tree and jerked me off.” The last few words came out in a rush and he felt relieved that he told someone.
After a few moments, Kate still said nothing, so Orlando lifted his eyes up from his fascinating shoes again to meet her eyes.
She sat silent. Looking into her mug of tea.
“Did you like it?” She whispered a few minutes later.
“No of course n – yes-, no, I don’t know!”
“Well which one is it?” She asked laughing, breaking the tension in the air. “Yes or no?”
Orlando smiled meekly.
“Yes, I liked it.” He chuckled and Kate started laughing louder. "But not at the time!"
“Wow, this must be some guy.” She took a big gulp of her drink and rolled eye eyes at Orlando.
“You should see him Kate, he is fucking gorgeous. Dark and mysterious with the most intense black eyes you will ever see.” Orlando blushed.
“Does he know you liked it?” She asked shyly, scared to pry.
“Honestly? I don’t think I was suppose to like it. He thought I had sex with his wife and wanted to scare me away.
“You had sex with another man’s wife!?” Shrieked Kate in disbelief. She covered her mouth with her hand, laughing.
“I didn’t know she was married!”
“This is so fucking complicated. I am not suppose to like cumming in the hands of a another man.” He said shamefully.
“Personally, I love cumming in the hands of a man. There is nothing wrong with it. If it feels good, it feels good. Who cares a shit about what others think.”
Orlando rubbed his face with his hands. “God, he is such a good kisser.”
“You can always tell what a man wants from the way he kisses you.” Adviced Kate.
Orlando closed his eyes, thinking back at how Jonnhy was gently kissing him at first, then more passionately even violently. Wantingly.
“Telling by the smile on your face, I would say he definitely gave you the message that he wants to do it again.”
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It was Monday morning and most of the weekend’s bad weather has passed. The sun rose early and woke Orlando long before his alarm went off. He was standing in front of the mirror looking at himself with a critical eye. He ran his fingers thru his long brown hair and decided to leave it untied for today. ‘It looks kinda messy.’ He thought, but it reminded him of the way Johnny wore his hair. ‘Maybe I should skip on shaving today too’. He rubbed his face and looked closer at himself in the mirror. He looked a bit more like a man today with the stubble on his face.
The office was light and airy and someone had the window’s open again. The sun was shining onto the computer screens, making it hard to see. Luckily the day passed quickly and by the end of the afternoon, Chantel came over to Orlando’s desk.
“Can you help me finish this chart before the end of the day?” She handed him some papers and said something about collecting the proper statistics, but Orlando was slightly distracted by the witch. She was wearing a low cut purple dress with the crystal hanging low between her breasts.
She caught him looking and Orlando cursed himself on the inside. ‘Damn, it was trap. She did that on purpose’ he though.
“You look so cute today.” She winked at him and walked back to her desk , getting right back to work as if she never even got up.
When they left the office an hour later she came up to him again and thanked him for his help.
“I am glad that I can always count on you to help me out.”
“No problem, we are part of a team, aren’t we.” He smiled at her.
“Are you going home right away?” asked Chantel.
“No, I have to pick up Sidi from my sister’s first. She looks after him sometimes.”
“Come with me to the supply shop. I have to go pick up some herbs I ordered.” Chantel pulled Orlando to the direction of the exit. “It’s not far from here, only about 5 minutes walk.”
Orlando agreed and they took off down the street hand in hand. He was scared that he was giving her the wrong impression by holding her hand, but she looked so happy that he didn’t have the heart to let go.
“I am glad that I have someone new that I can share my secret with.” She said suddenly. “You are not judgemental about the fact that I am a witch like some people.”
“I am intrigued by it.” Admitted Orlando. “But I don’t understand it.”
“It’s something deeply spiritual, finding inner peace and becoming a better person. And of course – Magic.”
She held the door to the magic store open to him. With some nervousness, he entered the dimly lit shop. It took a moment for his eyes to adapt to the darkness and he took a look around. The interior of the shop was colourful to say the least. Pretty banners and sarongs hung on the ceiling and fantasy paintings decorated the walls. It smelled strongly of perfumed candles, incense and herbs.
“I’ll leave you to explore then shall I?”
Chantel went up to the counter and a old lady, dressed in a long green dress greeted her friendly as if they knew each other for years. The fell into conversation and Orlando decided to take a look around.
There were little statues of Gods and Goddesses, fairies and scary looking goblins. The amount of candles for sale was astounding he though. He never knew you could buy candles for love, healing or house warming. He got lost in the smells and colours.
There was a large bookshelf full of books on spiritualism, occult, Buddhism, and Witchcraft. He picked up a book about Prosperity spells and flipped through it.
“How to earn money Spell”
“Prosperity for the home Spell”
“Prosperity in love Spell.”
Chantel came up behind Orlando and grabbed the book away from him.
“You really should avoid Silver Ravenwolf at all costs.”
“Is she really called that?” asked Orlando in mild surprise.
“Yeah.” Shrugged Chantel. “Let’s go, I’ve got what I needed.”
“So what does a witch buy that we normal folk can live without?”
“Just a few special herbs I need for the next ritual. Salvia, Yohimbe and Gardenia. Doesn’t it smell delightful?”
She handed the package to Orlando to sniff at. He liked it.
“I am gonna make some tea infusion with it so be sure to join us if you want a taste.”
They got back to the car park and Orlando promised to taste her tea. ‘If it means I get to see Johnny again, then I’ll drink just about anything she offers me’ he thought happily.
He waved goodbye to Chantel and drove off to pick up Sidi for the evening.
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Don't worry, don't worry, there wil lbe more smutty goodness in the next chapter :)
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