FIC: JUST DESSERTS, Thranduil/Haldir, PG-13
TITLE: JUST DESSERTS
AUTHOR: Ennorwen
FANDOM: Tolkien General
CHARACTERS: Thranduil/Haldir
PROMPT: #40: “I wish I could carry you. You aren’t fit to walk any further.”
WORD COUNT: 100 A drabble.
RATING: PG-13 - Innuendo
SUMMARY: Haldir loses a bet and pays the price.
A/N: Written for alexcat, as part of the Drabblemania meme. She gave me the keywords: long sword.”
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“Come on, we are almost home. Only a few more miles and we can sleep in my own bed,” goaded Thranduil, as he watched Haldir stagger toward a rock and gingerly sit down. Impatiently, he added, “I wish I could carry you. You aren’t fit to walk any further.”
“And whose fault is that, Mr. ‘I’m going to poke you all night long with my steely long sword?’”
“You begged for it!”
“It was in the heat of the moment. Your fault.”
“You give as good as you get. Maybe now you will learn not to wager with a king.”
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AUTHOR: Ennorwen
FANDOM: Tolkien General
CHARACTERS: Thranduil/Haldir
PROMPT: #40: “I wish I could carry you. You aren’t fit to walk any further.”
WORD COUNT: 100 A drabble.
RATING: PG-13 - Innuendo
SUMMARY: Haldir loses a bet and pays the price.
A/N: Written for alexcat, as part of the Drabblemania meme. She gave me the keywords: long sword.”
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“Come on, we are almost home. Only a few more miles and we can sleep in my own bed,” goaded Thranduil, as he watched Haldir stagger toward a rock and gingerly sit down. Impatiently, he added, “I wish I could carry you. You aren’t fit to walk any further.”
“And whose fault is that, Mr. ‘I’m going to poke you all night long with my steely long sword?’”
“You begged for it!”
“It was in the heat of the moment. Your fault.”
“You give as good as you get. Maybe now you will learn not to wager with a king.”
END