Drabble 2 Ennorwen "Royal Mastery"
Umm, You are going to write drabbles? How 'bout trying Thranduil/Haldir and the keyword: Masterful - a fight for dominance.
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“Commoner!”
“Bastard!”
Tripped, Haldir fell.
“Take that back.” Ominously quiet, green eyes shining from gold-shadowed face in cool tree-dimness.
Defiance through gritted teeth, body heavy on his thighs, harsh hand wrenching wrist and braid, “Right - royal - bastard!”
The blow fell hard. Haldir snarled, heaved. Failed.
“Take it back. Commoner…”
He heaved up, hair torn loose, blood on his lips. Slammed his hand into Master Arrogance. Dead on. Straddled him. “So easily winded?”
Breathless royalty between his knees looking good, feeling better, struggling. Cruel bowstring, loosely tied. “Don’t fight it. Don’t fight me.”
Kingly surrender on common ground.
Royal bastards both.
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“Commoner!”
“Bastard!”
Tripped, Haldir fell.
“Take that back.” Ominously quiet, green eyes shining from gold-shadowed face in cool tree-dimness.
Defiance through gritted teeth, body heavy on his thighs, harsh hand wrenching wrist and braid, “Right - royal - bastard!”
The blow fell hard. Haldir snarled, heaved. Failed.
“Take it back. Commoner…”
He heaved up, hair torn loose, blood on his lips. Slammed his hand into Master Arrogance. Dead on. Straddled him. “So easily winded?”
Breathless royalty between his knees looking good, feeling better, struggling. Cruel bowstring, loosely tied. “Don’t fight it. Don’t fight me.”
Kingly surrender on common ground.
Royal bastards both.