Kink Ficlet #13
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Watch
By keely
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He had never thought to enjoy this, to enjoy licking away delicate droplets that were the same shade as the moonlight, to savor the bitter, salt taste clinging to his tongue. Warm fingers threading through his hair encouraged him softly and he obeyed the gentle command, lapping away yet another bead that clung tenuously to dark hairs. He had never thought to enjoy resting on his knees.
Only once had he tasted the Elf like this, his flavor as exotic as his speech, and even then Aragorn's hand had been upon him, heavy and warm against the back of his neck as he guided Boromir over unfamiliar flesh in the same manner he did unknown territory.
Some time ago he might have hated himself for this, would have hated Aragorn for teaching it to him, for forcing him to become this with heated looks and firm touches that he mindlessly obeyed. He would have kept their trysts in shadows and been the happier to remain there.
If he had not been persuaded otherwise. Just this once, he had said. If he had not seen Aragorn's face in the sunlight, tightened in the sweet vulnerability of pleasure, the tip of his tongue caught between his teeth. If he had not seen the glisten of damp lips surrounding him, dark lashes fluttering softly against pale cheeks before it became unbearable and he was forced to close his eyes. If he had not been able to look, for the first time, into tender warmth of blue eyes as they watched him take his pleasure.
If he did not wish with all his being to see it again and at one word from him, he thought he might kneel for this Man without shame, with the eyes of all upon him, even the undimming eyes of the Sun, so long as Aragorn's eyes would join them.
-finis-
By keely
~~*~~
He had never thought to enjoy this, to enjoy licking away delicate droplets that were the same shade as the moonlight, to savor the bitter, salt taste clinging to his tongue. Warm fingers threading through his hair encouraged him softly and he obeyed the gentle command, lapping away yet another bead that clung tenuously to dark hairs. He had never thought to enjoy resting on his knees.
Only once had he tasted the Elf like this, his flavor as exotic as his speech, and even then Aragorn's hand had been upon him, heavy and warm against the back of his neck as he guided Boromir over unfamiliar flesh in the same manner he did unknown territory.
Some time ago he might have hated himself for this, would have hated Aragorn for teaching it to him, for forcing him to become this with heated looks and firm touches that he mindlessly obeyed. He would have kept their trysts in shadows and been the happier to remain there.
If he had not been persuaded otherwise. Just this once, he had said. If he had not seen Aragorn's face in the sunlight, tightened in the sweet vulnerability of pleasure, the tip of his tongue caught between his teeth. If he had not seen the glisten of damp lips surrounding him, dark lashes fluttering softly against pale cheeks before it became unbearable and he was forced to close his eyes. If he had not been able to look, for the first time, into tender warmth of blue eyes as they watched him take his pleasure.
If he did not wish with all his being to see it again and at one word from him, he thought he might kneel for this Man without shame, with the eyes of all upon him, even the undimming eyes of the Sun, so long as Aragorn's eyes would join them.
-finis-
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Date: 2003-05-01 06:09 am (UTC)You just made my day. The way Boromir went from Some time ago he might have hated himself for this, would have hated Aragorn for teaching it to him to If he did not wish with all his being to see it again and at one word from him, he thought he might kneel for this Man without shame... *happy sigh* That whole last paragraph is just too delicious for a coherent comment. Might have to try again later... ;) *re-reads*
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Date: 2003-05-02 06:55 am (UTC)Heee! Incoherent comments are just as good, and sometimes better. ;)
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Date: 2003-05-01 08:44 am (UTC)We hates them preciousssss. :::::scurries off in a Gollumequese fit of line envy:::::
Sorry about that. My inner writer has issues.
That was really lovely. I am always impressed when a writer can convey so much in such a small space. You capture the willingness and pleasure of Boromir's surrender and the quiet, gentle dignity of Aragorn's command. This is erotic and lyrical. You have taken something as crass and common as oral sex and elevated it to a sacrament.
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Date: 2003-05-02 06:57 am (UTC)LOL!!! Don't we all? ;)
That was really lovely. I am always impressed when a writer can convey so much in such a small space. You capture the willingness and pleasure of Boromir's surrender and the quiet, gentle dignity of Aragorn's command. This is erotic and lyrical. You have taken something as crass and common as oral sex and elevated it to a sacrament.
Blush. Thank you! I think I'm sliding away from my Kink aspect though...hmmm, better think of something new to kink 'em up with. Darn Boromir and Aragorn for getting so lovey on me! *G*
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Date: 2003-05-02 07:25 am (UTC)Can I vote for kinky AND lovey?
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Date: 2003-05-01 10:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-02 06:58 am (UTC)You make me blush. ;) Thank you!
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Date: 2003-05-01 10:41 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-05-01 10:57 am (UTC)I'll go away now as green from jealousy is not a good colour for me.
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Date: 2003-05-02 06:59 am (UTC)LOL! He gets grouchy when he has to watch all the time and not get to participate. ;) And thank you!
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Date: 2003-05-02 04:28 am (UTC)Heh. You rock.
You seriously do. You're able to convey so much in a short space of time without even seeming like you're trying--the effortless grace of the butterfly, its wings fluttering, gently swirling its delicate colours, sending small spirials of dust twirling to the ground, not even aware that it is being watched.
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Date: 2003-05-06 05:30 am (UTC)LOL! I actually thought about that, but I figured all the noise would wake up the rest of the Fellowship, and while I don't object to a hobbit orgy, I didn't want Gandalf to feel left out. ;)