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Fairytale of New York COMPLETE	By : RobbiesMonkey Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 3100 -:- 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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Certainty like she had never experienced flooded through her. This was the right decision, the right thing to do, the doubt and confusion were gone. She was about to have sex with Orlando and from the way he was running his hands along her body and kissing her it was going to be soon. All coherent thought left her head as his hand started to rub her, through her jeans, making her gasp into his mouth and unconsciously grind her hips in time with his hand. She pulled his jacket off, leaving it dangling on the arm that was still pressed up against her crotch, and started tugging his shirt up over his head. With that shirt, hanging on his arm and the rest of his chest and shoulders, wanting to touch every inch of his warm skin, into the dark tangle of curls and back down to his shoulders, pulling him in closer to her. He lifted his hand away and she groaned in frustration, wanting his hand back on her, desperate for release, he flung his arm wildly, trying to shake the clothes off but they were all tangled up and stuck on his wrist.

“Help me.” He whined desperately, holding up the offending clothes and arm.

“Okay come here.” She giggled and managed to pull his arm out after a few seconds. Free of the clothes he grabbed her and laid her down on the sofa and began to kiss her again, slipping his hand under her shirt and cupping her breast in his hand, teasing the nipple between his thumb and finger, eliciting a moan from Logan, who had one hand on his back and the other in his hair. He was grinding against her, each thrust caused jolts of pleasure to spread out through her body.

“We can't do this here.” Orlando said, kissing her neck. “Condoms...we need condoms.”

“I haven't got any. Do you?” She asked, not opening her eyes and lifting her hips to meet his dick.

“Bedroom. I have some there.” He told her, kissing her breasts through her T-Shirt, biting at the nipples that were showing through the material before he moved to get up, she stopped him.

“Not yet.” She said breathlessly, locking her legs behind his back and grinding into him more, she was so close that it only took a few moments for her to hit her peak, crying out as her back arched and her body spasmed. Orlando stroked the hair off her faced and was staring down at her wen she opened her eyes, a smile spread across her face. “Coming from dry humping...who knew?”

“If you would only join me in the bedroom I would be happy to supply you with more of those.” He teased her, kissing the tip of her nose.

“Okay but you have to carry me...my legs don't work anymore.” She joked and then let out a scream when he actually did pick her up, not in the romance style cradled against his chest but in the fireman style, slung over his shoulder. “Hey...”

“You said I had to carry you...stop complaining.” He said as he slid her back down, letting her body touch his as he lowered her to the floor. He took her face in both hands and kissed her deeply, pressing his body up against hers, his thigh sliding between her legs and brushing against her sensitive clit, making her gasp. He made fast work of her clothing and stripped off his own clothes and then pulling her naked body against his. How could he have thought she was a man, her skin was so soft, like satin, and that sweet smell he had come to associate with Logan was all around him, filling his senses.

“What is that perfume you wear? He asked leaning in and taking a deep breath of her scent at her neck.

“I'm not wearing any. I never do, my skin is too sensitive.”

“God do you taste as good as you smell?” He groaned. She didn't get a chance to answer before he was sliding his tongue along her collar bone, licking and taking occasional sucks on her skin. Soon he was moving lower, down the center of her breast bone and between her breasts, when he cupped them both in his hands and gave them each several nips and kisses until her nipples were taunt and hard. He paused for a moment to kiss her lips and run his hands through her hair, she took the opportunity to explore his body with her hands. Running her hands up his back and around to his chest and over his nipples and down his stomach, wrapping her hands around his erection and stroking it. She broke the kiss and stepped back, giving him a light shove towards the bed; he was all too happy to follow her instruction and got onto the bed, leaning against the pillows, watching her crawl toward him. She laid on her side facing him, reaching her hand out to trace the lines of his muscles in his arm.

“I thought I was going crazy. I couldn't understand why I had such a strong attraction for you.” Orlando said softly, brushing a strand of hair off Logan's face.

“I honesty felt so bad. I thought you were gay and in denial. And I really liked you and had a huge crush on you but you thought I was a man. It was all so fucked up.”

“Yeah but I am feeling so much better now for some reason.” He teased, pressing his erection into her hip.

“Are you?” She asked, letting him roll them over so she was splayed on top of his body, her legs on either side of his.

“Yeah and I'm about to start feeling even better.”

“Me too.” She replied before leaning into kiss him, shifting her hips so that he was poised to enter her. He put his hands on her hips and slowly pressed her down onto him, groaning at the heat that surrounded his dick. She rested her weight on her hands, on either side of his head and began to slowly ride him, letting her head fall to the side as she lost herself in the pleasure. It didn't take long for Orlando to flip her over and start thrusting harder and faster, panting deeply with each movement. Logan wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her hips to meet him, crying out as her own climax washed through her. He came with a shudder and leaned down on her, holding her close as he caught his breath.

Later they went into the kitchen to get something to eat, Logan wearing his discarded shirt from earlier, the long sleeves hanging down over her hands.

“Let's have something really greasy. Like pizza or hamburgers.” Logan said staring into the fridge.

“Do we have any of that stuff?” He asked.

“We could order it in.”

After playfully arguing over the toppings, they sat on the bed and waited for the pizza to arrive.

“So what now?” Orlando asked her.

“I don't know. Finish the film and get out of Dodge?” She flashed a wry smile.

“Where will you go?” He asked her.

“I don't know. I had first thought of Canada but now I'm not so sure Chad won't come there and find me. Maybe I should go to Mexico...isn't that where all the criminals go to hide?”

“Logan, you aren't a criminal. What would you do there? How would you stay safe? It's a dangerous place for an American woman alone.”

“You're right but I really think if I stay here I'm dead anyway.” She said solemnly.

“How could he hurt you?” He asked reaching out and tracing the scar on her neck. “To damage something so beautiful...why didn't you have him arrested?”

“You don't know what he's like. The police would never believe me. Chad has a way with people.”

“I think we should contact the police here in New York. Maybe if you put in a complaint then it would scare him away.”

“It would infuriate him. I just need to lay low and then find somewhere to hide afterwards.” He didn't get to respond because the doorman rang up from the lobby letting them know the pizza was on it's way up.

They stayed sitting on the bed eating their pizza, not talking very much as they both thought about Logan's situation.

“There's always London. I have a home there.” He half joked out of the blue but once he said it he decided it was a fantastic idea.

“London?”

“Do you have a passport?” He asked her.

“I got when when I started to plan leaving Chad.”

“So come to London. I can help you get a job there with a Studio.”

“I'll think about it.” She told him, she wanted to go somewhere safe and London seemed like the perfect solution but it was too soon for her to make plans that involved living with him permanently.

They were laying on the couch watching TV later that night when the phone rang, it was Joey for Logan.

“Jesus Logan you had better clear out of New York.” He sounded out of breath and agitated.

“What's happened?” She asked.

“It's Teddy, your ex fucked him up.”

“What? Chad hurt him? Is he okay?” Logan's voice became high and panicked at the news.

“He's in the hospital, his nose is broken, has a concussion, maybe broken ribs. He waited for Teddy outside the restaurant; with a baseball bat.”

“Oh my God. Joey I am so sorry. I never meant for you guys to get involved.” She was crying now. Worry, guilt and fear washing over her, she didn't even feel Orlando come up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders, hoping to comfort her.

“No one blames you Logan. This guy is a whack job. I just don't want to see this happen to you.” Joey told her and Logan had to bite her lip to keep from laughing out loud, it had happened plenty of times to her already. But it should never have happened to Teddy.

“Does Chad know where I am?” She asked, already planning in her mind the best way to get out of New York.

“I don't know. Teddy was only awake for a few seconds. Long enough to tell me it was Chad.” They spoke for a few more minutes, Logan asking Joey to call when he heard more about Teddy's injuries and prognosis and apologizing several more times before Joey hung up.

She turned to Orlando, “I've got to go. Teddy is in the hospital because of me. I need to leave before anyone else gets hurt.”

“No. He's still controlling you Logan. You need to go to the police, right now.” He said taking her shoulders to try to calm her.

“I can't. I need to just go.”

“Where will you go? We just talked about that? And what about Teddy and Joey? He's already attacked one of them. How long until he does it again? Until he goes to the set and finds Jan or Claire? Or me?”

“That's why I have to go. Before someone else gets hurt. Before you get hurt.” She said sadly.

“But if we go to the police they can arrest him. You'll have Teddy as a witness this time and I can protect you. I can get security.”

“I'm afraid of him Lando. I don't know if I can do this. My gut tells me to just run and get away from here.”

“Alright, I understand your fear but if he is out there, getting away with this then you will always be frightened. If we do this right, you can have him dealt with and then the offer is still open for London.”

She covered her face with her hands and took a deep breath. “Will you come with me to the police station?”

“Yes, of course.” He nodded.

“Ok. When should we go?”

“In the morning. I have a few things to do first.” He told her. He called down to the front desk and told them the situation, the manager on duty assured him that they would keep an eye out for Chad and had a security Guard sent up to Orlando's floor for extra measure. Then he phoned his agent and had her arrange for bodyguards and personal security. The company would have two men sent over within a few hours to stay with Orlando and Logan.

The instinct to flee was so strong in Logan that she allowed Orlando to pour her a strong drink, to help her relax and drank it all before climbing back into his bed and snuggling into it to sleep. He stayed awake in the living room waiting for the bodyguards to arrive, hoping that Chad would never get to Logan again.

tbc....
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