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salixbabylon) wrote2006-06-23 01:13 pm
salixbabylon) wrote2006-06-23 01:13 pm
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Ficlet: Exploring (1/1)
Title/Prompt: "Exploring" from the 28-fics-meme (30 actually)
Pairing: Aragorn/Eomer for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
andolinn
Author:salixbabylon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 285
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Lord of the Rings novels, belong to the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and originated from the genius of J.R.R. Tolkien. I don't make, or intend to make, money out of them.
Aragorn had been his first lover, his first male. He had been reluctant, resisting Eomer's clumsy and unsophisticated seduction. He had pursued Aragorn like he'd pursued no other; he'd never had to before. Full of youthful lust, he'd been unshakable, determined, knowing what he wanted and unwilling to accept that he could not have it. Confident and selfish as only the young are.
And eventually, Aragorn had given in, allowed Eomer to share his body, if not his heart. Eomer at twenty had no interest in love, and would not have considered looking for it from a man anyway. He was more than content with sex.
He had thought that he'd known everything, having spent most of his adolescence in warrior camps and stumbled upon men in every carnal embrace possible. He'd expected rough, ungraceful fucking, hard and raw and wild. Calloused hands, clothing shifted rather than removed, sex that was dirty and grasping and quick.
Instead, he spent hours mapping every part of Aragorn's flesh with eyes, fingertips, lips, tongue, and body. He learned the topography of chest and thighs, the exact location of nipples and freckles and scars. Memorized the hills of his forearms, the valley of his ass, the well of his navel. The outcroppings of stubble on Aragorn's neck and the fields of hair under his arms. Eomer explored the landscape of bone and muscle in long hours of hushed firelight, with the surprised reverence of one who comes across ancient treasures within his own chamber.
Aragorn gave Eomer all of his body and none of his soul. Only after their separation did Eomer learn that he had inadvertently given both of his own to the kingly Ranger from the North.
~end~
Pairing: Aragorn/Eomer for
andolinnAuthor:
salixbabylonRating: PG-13
Word Count: 285
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Lord of the Rings novels, belong to the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and originated from the genius of J.R.R. Tolkien. I don't make, or intend to make, money out of them.
Aragorn had been his first lover, his first male. He had been reluctant, resisting Eomer's clumsy and unsophisticated seduction. He had pursued Aragorn like he'd pursued no other; he'd never had to before. Full of youthful lust, he'd been unshakable, determined, knowing what he wanted and unwilling to accept that he could not have it. Confident and selfish as only the young are.
And eventually, Aragorn had given in, allowed Eomer to share his body, if not his heart. Eomer at twenty had no interest in love, and would not have considered looking for it from a man anyway. He was more than content with sex.
He had thought that he'd known everything, having spent most of his adolescence in warrior camps and stumbled upon men in every carnal embrace possible. He'd expected rough, ungraceful fucking, hard and raw and wild. Calloused hands, clothing shifted rather than removed, sex that was dirty and grasping and quick.
Instead, he spent hours mapping every part of Aragorn's flesh with eyes, fingertips, lips, tongue, and body. He learned the topography of chest and thighs, the exact location of nipples and freckles and scars. Memorized the hills of his forearms, the valley of his ass, the well of his navel. The outcroppings of stubble on Aragorn's neck and the fields of hair under his arms. Eomer explored the landscape of bone and muscle in long hours of hushed firelight, with the surprised reverence of one who comes across ancient treasures within his own chamber.
Aragorn gave Eomer all of his body and none of his soul. Only after their separation did Eomer learn that he had inadvertently given both of his own to the kingly Ranger from the North.