Drabble-like-thingy : "Something New"
This one just kinda flowed from my figertips while I was working on part four of "Careful."
Title: Something New
Author: TG
Rating: PGish
Written: 04 September 2004
Pairing: Sam/Frodo
Summary: Sam and Frodo's first kiss. First-person Frodo.
Disclaimer: If they were in fact mine, I would have all the power. But, Alas, they are not, so the only power I have lies in my love for untainted hobbitslash.
Author's Note: This was done at 3:19 this morning. I seem to have a thing for Frodo bits that early, when I do my best work.
It didn't last long. But, Oh, was it wonderful.
Just a simple touch to pull me back to him as I walking away, and his lips were on mine, So slow and gentle, so perfect.
The moment I felt his tongue against mine my senses were taken over. Everything I felt, everything I thought, everything I knew; it was all Sam. His right hand between my shoulder blades, left hand on the small of my back. My arms around his neck, his hips against mine, my small moan at the touch of our tongues lost within him. The scents of soap and woodfire mingling on his skin, that taste that I could never, ever explain. All of it something new, and yet so right.
One more second and it ended. I opened my eyes and looked into his, and felt a smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. I turned and kept walking, still smiling at the tingle that was left where his lips had been. Nothing's better than a first kiss.
Title: Something New
Author: TG
Rating: PGish
Written: 04 September 2004
Pairing: Sam/Frodo
Summary: Sam and Frodo's first kiss. First-person Frodo.
Disclaimer: If they were in fact mine, I would have all the power. But, Alas, they are not, so the only power I have lies in my love for untainted hobbitslash.
Author's Note: This was done at 3:19 this morning. I seem to have a thing for Frodo bits that early, when I do my best work.
It didn't last long. But, Oh, was it wonderful.
Just a simple touch to pull me back to him as I walking away, and his lips were on mine, So slow and gentle, so perfect.
The moment I felt his tongue against mine my senses were taken over. Everything I felt, everything I thought, everything I knew; it was all Sam. His right hand between my shoulder blades, left hand on the small of my back. My arms around his neck, his hips against mine, my small moan at the touch of our tongues lost within him. The scents of soap and woodfire mingling on his skin, that taste that I could never, ever explain. All of it something new, and yet so right.
One more second and it ended. I opened my eyes and looked into his, and felt a smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. I turned and kept walking, still smiling at the tingle that was left where his lips had been. Nothing's better than a first kiss.