A/B Ficlet

[archet]

Seems like it's been far too long since I've written some sappy A/B, with miraculously undead Boromir, of course. Hope you enjoy! ;)


Title: Star of Gondor
Author: Archet
Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Rating: R
Summary: I will take all he offers with a happy heart, and renew my vow never to let him forget.
Disclaimer: I did not originate nor create these characters, only this ficlet.
Archive: Rugbytackling only
Feedback: welcomed and appreciated, thanks!



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He sleeps beside me, trusting as a child, one arm flung over his head, long, slender fingers curled into his palm. The stars of Gondor twine about his lean waist, painstakingly stitched into the smooth silk of the thin coverlet. Silver stars upon a black field, and his skin glows warmly underneath with his own light.

His hair, tangled and fair, fans across my pillow. I claim a lock, rubbing it between finger and thumb, watching it spark golden in the morning sunlight. My golden lover, and even after a year he yet still blushes when I tell him as such.

He is beautiful, sprawled next to me, a treasure more rare and fine than any wonder this world might offer. My hands cradling his hips, I taste his skin, gentling kisses across his belly, tonguing the sweet cup of his navel. Beneath me he stirs, barely, head turning on the pillow, and drawing away I tug the coverlet down, revealing his nakedness.

His cock, half-hard, juts proudly from the nest of wiry curls. Smiling, I bury my nose there, breathing him inside me, aching for him already. Muscled thighs nudge apart, and even in sleep he responds to me, his lover, his king. My breath stills as I look upon him, so trusting, so fine, resting in my care.

He sleeps, and my hands wander his body, mapping every dip and curve as if I didn’t already know him so well. So warm, is he, a steady constant heat under my touch. Fingertips ghost along his firming shaft, and he mumbles sleepily, and I cannot contain my smile.

He sleeps beside me, trusting as a child, and I will pull him from his dreams with my hands and my mouth. I will taste his lips, watch as those fine, green eyes open for the first time this day and gifts me with the most exquisite look of love and lust. I will map the scars upon his chest, and yet again ache that I could not take them from him completely, and listen as he tells me, yet again, to worry not over them.

I will take all he offers with a happy heart, and renew my vow never to let him forget just how beautiful he is, my golden lover, my brave warrior, my Boromir, the truest, noblest star of Gondor.

Comments

[ribby.livejournal.com]

Oh--this is so beautiful, and I can see every moment, every movement. This made my breath catch, but in such a good way. So gentle and poetic, and yet we know how deeply this man matters to Aragorn, and all that he is.

Gorgeous!

~Kris

[sonnegirl.livejournal.com]

So sweet. And I like your choice of words - sounds beautiful.

[snarkyducky.livejournal.com]

i don't have an artistic eye or anything, but imho your writing is as beautiful as those photographs of flowers you share with us.. thank you!
♥

[mooms.livejournal.com]

*Sigh* Very beautiful !

[afra_schatz]

Oh, I like this a lot. It's quite lovely how you don't wake Boromir and instead let Aragorn's thoughts change tenses, carefully and with anticipation telling himself (and us) what is going to happen once Boromir is awake. A very intriguing combination of quietness and intensity. Thanks for sharing!

[caras-galadhon.livejournal.com]

Beautiful. *happysigh*

[just-ann-now.livejournal.com]

I really like the tenderness here, and the feeling that all the battles, all the difficulties are behind them. They can rest together in blessed well-deserved peace and comfort. Very satisfying!

[rifleman-s.livejournal.com]

"...the truest, noblest star of Gondor."

Very sensuous, early morning meandering lover's thoughts - and I could 'hear' Aragorn's voice . . .

Quite beautiful - summing up so much and painting such a perfect picture in so few words.

[kurichi-chan.livejournal.com]

OMG just beautifully written. I can hear Aragorn saying those words. And how Boromir doesn't wake until later on.

And I love the last line. ^^ Beautiful....

[foxrafer.livejournal.com]

This is stunningly beautiful; soft and dreamlike and so vividly described you feel like you can feel and smell everything in front of you. Gorgeous.

[brigantine.livejournal.com]

*wriggles happily (and rather warmly)* Gorgeous, gorgeous!

Lovely images; the sense of ease in the moment, the depth of appreciation, each for the other. Happy squeak!

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

I've been away and missed this.
Warm and sensuous, with a strong sense of a 'young' relationship, but mature characters within. Thanks for posting.

[liars-dance.livejournal.com]

Sorry I'm a bit late to this - not really around much right now! But my, this was lovely. Such vivid descriptions, I can see them there on that bed. And a wonderful image it is too!

[rotpunkt.livejournal.com]

God, how beautiful you can write - you just gave me what I'm looking for in AraBoro :).

[fawsley.livejournal.com]

Gorgeous! Utterly gorgeous! Thank you so much for this - having suffered a car journey today which should have taken 2 hours tops and took 5.5 (thank you London traffic) I was feeling in need of some hot Gondorian comfort and you've provided it admirably. miraculouslyundead!Boromir/Raggy is like a good cuppa - the cure for all ills.