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Red. Like fire. Beautiful. Blue eyes.

Fire needs to burn, but he doesn't.

He glows, oh how beautifully he glows, but he doesn't burn.

He wants to.

He needs to burn, to let the fire out.

He can't now, Viggo can see that.

Hugo doesn't let him.


A quiet talk, over a few beers.

Hugo's back home - in Sydney, with His children.

David and Viggo talk, David talks easily after a few pints.

Loves Hugo, but ... Hugo's so gentle.

David doesn't want to spoil that.

But he still needs.

He doesn't know what he needs, but he doesn't dare ask Hugo.

Too sweet, too kind, too gentle Hugo.

Love, but no fire.

They talk ...


One night. Hard. Viggo's terms.

Viggo's told him what'll happen, some of it.

Fire. Pain. Passion.

The door opened with a quiet click.

Viggo drowns himself in David's doubt, uncertainty, feeds off it.

David is beautiful, perfect ... burning.

He has to let go, in the end those were the terms.

This time.


Watching, the two of them together, red and brown, fire and earth.

Fluid, steady.

Seeming happy, but Viggo can tell. Something missing. Something in David's step. His very breathing saying 'burn me.'

Talking. Telling David what he needs, and where he can get it.

All or nothing.

David knows what he's in for this time.

He thinks.


Viggo has what he wants.

First he's careful, gives David what he wants, pushes him to the edge but never over.

Never over.

He burns now, but not enough. Those eyes, that hair. He needs more.

Those eyes beg for more, and Viggo gives it, gladly.

Then those eyes go a bit dull, but they still beg, and Viggo gives more.

They haunt Viggo in his sleep.

He wakes up. Takes what he wants. Sleeps, sated.


Harder. Always harder, the eyes beg.

A break. They have time. Real time. Nothing rushed, now.

Viggo finally makes David burn all over.

Burnt too much.

Fire burns too bright, leaves only ash.


They're together again, Viggo watches once more.

No glow. No burning.

Then ...

Glowing. Embers.

Fire erupts, Viggo can tell.

Now David burns. Hugo makes him.

David has what he wants. Needs.


Viggo wakes in the night, haunted by blue eyes in fire.
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