Half-awake, pleasure-drugged, Aragorn lies tangled with Boromir on his bed in his chambers, elven finery cloaking men's roughness. He sweeps one hand in a repetitive motion over Boromir's back, glorying still in the passion this man can coax from him.
This is their refuge--and a part of him wishes they might never leave it.
Outside of this room, they must be as others perceive them--leader and reluctant follower. But here, where no-one sees them but each other, those roles can twist, shift, tangle, until the leader follows, and the follower, no longer reluctant, leads them both into joy.
Summary: Their refuge gives them freedom, however brief it might be.
Rated: G
Categories: LOTR FPS Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Warnings: NoneChallenges:
Series: NoneChapters: 1 Completed: Yes
Word count: 98 Read: 597
Published: 09 Aug 2009 Updated: 09 Aug 2009