FIC: Currents (LotR)
Title: Currents
Author: Galadriel (caras_galadhon)
Fandom: LotR
Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Rating: PG-13
Archive: Lothlorien, sons_of_gondor and Rugbytackling.
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Disclaimer: I have a vivid fantasy life, but I do not pretend to be JRR Tolkien, nor do I pretend to own his characters.
Summary: The currents will always carry Boromir home.
Notes: A drabble written for the seans_50 September Film Challenge using The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers as inspiration. The scenes divide exactly down the halfway point, 50 words allotted for the first paragraph, and 50 for the second. Also written for mooms, as an extremely late Halloween treat I owe her for "knocking" on my virtual!door. D'oh!
Currents
By Galadriel
The little craft rocks, bobbing on eddies, tugged gently forward, thrust back against the current; no rudder, no guiding hand deftly leads it onward. Destination gives over to the whims of the world, nature's unplanned plan delaying, postponing even as it ushers the vessel along, bearing its senseless cargo home.
Boromir's hips rocked, pressing against Aragorn's invasion, head tugged gently backward for one rough, awkward kiss. Coupling without care, focussed only on the journey, desire caught them up in its currents before the final fall. Sensation bearing them onward, whispered prayers became promises, naming the other both heart and home.
END
(September 30, 2009)
Crossposted to seans_50, sons_of_gondor, athelingas, rugbytackle.
Author: Galadriel (caras_galadhon)
Fandom: LotR
Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Rating: PG-13
Archive: Lothlorien, sons_of_gondor and Rugbytackling.
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Disclaimer: I have a vivid fantasy life, but I do not pretend to be JRR Tolkien, nor do I pretend to own his characters.
Summary: The currents will always carry Boromir home.
Notes: A drabble written for the seans_50 September Film Challenge using The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers as inspiration. The scenes divide exactly down the halfway point, 50 words allotted for the first paragraph, and 50 for the second. Also written for mooms, as an extremely late Halloween treat I owe her for "knocking" on my virtual!door. D'oh!
Currents
By Galadriel
The little craft rocks, bobbing on eddies, tugged gently forward, thrust back against the current; no rudder, no guiding hand deftly leads it onward. Destination gives over to the whims of the world, nature's unplanned plan delaying, postponing even as it ushers the vessel along, bearing its senseless cargo home.
Boromir's hips rocked, pressing against Aragorn's invasion, head tugged gently backward for one rough, awkward kiss. Coupling without care, focussed only on the journey, desire caught them up in its currents before the final fall. Sensation bearing them onward, whispered prayers became promises, naming the other both heart and home.
END
(September 30, 2009)
Crossposted to seans_50, sons_of_gondor, athelingas, rugbytackle.