Title: "Fight" Pairing: Orlando Bloom/Sean Bean Rating: PG Disclaimer: Never happened. Summary: The best part about fighting. Notes: Written for the Comment_Fic Free For All post - my prompts were Bean/Orlando and 'fight'. Sean hears the soft footsteps coming into the living room before he sees Orlando in front of him. He doesn't meet Orlando's gaze. The wounds are still fracturing inside him, shifting and jockeying for space, each remembered shout jabbing at him with needle-sharp claws. "What's the best part about fighting?" Orlando asks softly, and goes to his knees, pushing Sean's unresisting legs apart so he can slide between them. His hands are soft, conciliatory, sliding across Sean's thighs in soothing refrain. "When it's over?" Sean offers, still not certain he's ready to trust the gentleness of touch. "The making up," Orlando corrects, and when Sean looks up, he can see the apology in Orlando's gaze. The hurt retreats as Sean cups Orlando's jaw, creating his own apology in the caress of roughened fingers across smooth skin. "Is that what this is?" he asks, matching Orlando's tone. He hates the wounded vulnerability in Orlando's eyes as much as he hates that he'd been the one to put it there. Orlando nods, nuzzling into the touch. He keeps his gaze on Sean. "If you want it to be." The heat of anger gives way to the more intense heat of need as Sean leans in, lips just ghosting across Orlando's open ones. "I want," Sean murmurs, and sinks into the kiss. If you enjoyed this fic, please leave feedback here. Thanks!