The Moria-dark retreated from the spark of the wizard's staff. Aragorn paced behind Boromir, imagining the contractions of his rounded arse under his covering tunic. Aragorn pretended that Boromir was wearing nothing but his sword and his vambraces as he strode ahead. The Ranger was happy the tiny beam did not show his raging erection to the rest of the company.
So intent was he on his fantasy that he did not know Boromir had stopped and he tripped over him. Boromir steadied him with an arm and Aragorn saw a wicked shine in his green eyes. Boromir knew!
Summary: Aragorn's mind continues to wander. (Follows "Fantasy".)
Rated: PG-13
Categories: LOTR FPS Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Warnings: NoneChallenges:
Series: NoneChapters: 1 Completed: Yes
Word count: 99 Read: 698
Published: 15 Aug 2009 Updated: 15 Aug 2009