…a low moan shivers through his cheekbone, laid against the man’s belly.
There are moments when his tongue, flickering over hot flesh, bottom teeth grazing the vein just so much as will make his lover’s breath hitch, the heat and the scent and the taste, warm and salt, would remind him that his body is not like this…
…his tongue leaves a wet stripe across ribs; a soft chuckle and he knows that he is heard, that later his lover’s mouth will gladly follow the trail of silvered scarring, lave at the tender places, nip at bone…and make him moan.
Summary: Knowledge beyond speech needs no words
Rated: R
Categories: LOTR FPS Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Warnings: AUChallenges:
Series: NoneChapters: 1 Completed: Yes
Word count: 104 Read: 821
Published: 02 Apr 2010 Updated: 02 Apr 2010
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