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โต My Writings :
Attack on Titan
Zeke Yeager
โข Sick : Basically, you get sick and your bf Zeke is here to help you get better. (fluff)
โข Spooky : After seeing a horror movie with everyone at night, you sneak in Zekeโs bed, wanting some comfort. (smut and fluff)
Eren Yeager
โข Sex Dream : Reader have a sex dream and Eren wants to make it true.ย (smut)
โข Melancholy : Reader is having a hard time with themselves but Erenโs presence is welcomed. (angst and fluff)
Armin Arlert
โข Training : You need help in hand to hand combat and Armin is more than happy to help. (smut)
Jean Kirstein
โข Tulip : Jean works at a flower shop and youโre a drawer that comes in his shop to practice drawing flowers. (fluff)
Jujutsu Kaisen
Gojo Satoru
โข 14 February : Gojo offers you lingerie for Valentineโs day and wants you to try it on for him.ย (smut)
Megumi Fushiguro
โข Pretty Necklace : Even though Megumi and the reader are people who like dark stuff, they are unconditionally soft for each other. (fluff)
โข Pretty Necklace - Part 2 : Megumi will protect you no matter what, and when you take care of him after he was hurt, things are getting a bit heated. (smut & fluff)
Toge Inumaki
โข Slowly : Straight up smut with Inumaki using his cursed speech on you. (smut)
Toji Fushiguro
โข Sleep Well : Straight up smut with Toji who likes to give his girl a lot of orgasms. (smut)
โข Toji toying with you as the winner of your combat
Suguru Geto
โข Blowjob with soft Suguru Geto who praises you (Smut)
โข Hurt to comfort I guess, where Suguru Geto takes care of you when you cry (Fluff)
โข Suguru Geto takes care of his clumsy girlfriend affectionately (Fluff)
โข Le Vin des amants : Youโre too drunk to realize that youโre taking your boyfriend for a stranger whoโs flirting with you. Which later, makes you confess your feelings about your boyfriend in a cute way to this โstrangerโ taking you home, when in reality heโs your boyfriend, Suguru Geto, whoโs already taking care of you, his tired and drunk girlfriend.ย (Fluff)
โข Size Kink with Soft Suguru Geto (Smut)
โข As Sweet As You : Youโre a terrible cook, but Suguru Geto still loves your homemade pancakes, simply because you made them for him. (Fluff)
โข Clingy Suguru Geto during hot days
โข Suguru Geto comforts you with his hugs and kissesโฆas well as his fingers.
โข Ask about Suguruโs Touch (fluff and smut)
โข Ask about Suguruโs partner sensing what he needs and taking care of him (fluff)
โข Ask about Suguru Geto being the protective type in a relationship (fluff)
โข Ask about Suguruโs s/o taking care of him when heโs feeling down (fluff)
โข Ask about Suguru not sharing his s/o with Gojo (fluff)
โข Ask about Suguru and his s/o loving each other while taking care of Mimiko and Nanako as a family (fluff)
โข Ask about Suguruโs attractiveness
โข Suguru enjoying a peaceful nap on your chest
โข ยซ If I were just a normal human, would you let me live?ย ยป
โข Slytherin Suguru Geto (fluff)
โข Needy Suguru asking to put it in (smut)
โข Slasher!Suguru (suggestive)
โข Sleeping on Suguruโs lap during his speech (fluff)
Berserk
Griffith
โข Fallen Angel : During the night, you make the encounter of a fallen angel.
Genshin Impact
Kaeya
โข Cold : Kaeya go along with you in search of a treasure but the cold of Dragonspine highlights something to the eyes of your captain.
Alhaitham
โข Voice Smooth Like Syrup : Even though you wake up sick with a sore throat, Alhaitham is here to make you feel better.
Diluc
โข Pillow Thief : You took all the pillows in the shared bed, therefore, Diluc had to find an alternative.
Scaramouche
โข Alexithymia : You gift a little cat to your boyfriend Scara and he acts like he doesn't care while in reality he couldnโt be happier.
โข Dormiล : As Scaramouche wakes you up in the middle of the night, it seems that youโre the one to blame for a certain problem of his.
Tighnari
โข ~ Tighnari helps you sleep ~
Hellsing
Alucard
โข You've no idea ~ how I want to be the blood ~ pumping through your heart : A moment shared between a human, you, and your vampire lover, Alucard, could not go on without a bite or two during a quiet night in your chamber.
Resident Evil 4 Remake
Leon Kennedy
โข Leon saving you from the ganados and taking care of you like the precious thing you are (fluff)
House of the Dragon
Erryk Cargyll
โข Taking care of him (fluff)
โข Erryk asking for your favor before a tourney (fluff)
Final Fantasy VII
Cloud Strife
โข Kissing Cloud as he comforts you after a nightmare (fluff)
Rufus Shinra
โข Things escalate quickly with the president after your assassination attempt on him failed (smut)
โข Drabble with Dom!Rufus (teasing)
โข Rufus comfort imagine (fluff)
Love and Deepspace
Xavier
โข Such an innocent nap, right ? (Smut and fluff)
Rafayel
โข Rafayel awakening his pretty muse in a ratherโฆpleasurable way. (Smut and fluff)
โข Needy Rafayel succumbs to his pent up desires after you trigger his mermaid heat with Your Fragrance. (Smut and fluff)
Scream
Ethan Landry
โข What if Ethan Landry starts getting too fond of you ?
โข Dry humping with Ethan Landry while giving each other love bites.
โข Ethan Landry winning a plushie for you and giving you his jacket when youโre cold.
โข Ethan Landry fingering you for the first time andโฆoverstimulating you ๐
โข Fons vitae caritas - Love is the fountain of life
โข Ethan Landry during his girlfriendโs birthday.
โข Consensual somnophilia with your boyfriend Ghostface!Ethan Landry ๐
โข Ethan Landry taking care of his sick girlfriend.
โข Thighfucking
โข Morning snuggles with Ethan Landry.
โข Cuddling with Jack Champion.
โข Reader who loves to get Ethan hard in the most random situations.
โข Reader drunkenly confesses her feelings for Ethan to Tara and gets shy about it when in reality, everyone already knows that Ethan feels the exact same way for you.
โข Ethan Landry lives for eating you out as he loves giving the sweetest pleasure to your pussyโฆor is it his ?
ใปHe never thought anything of it, it's just what he does. He keeps you from harm. Even though you can handle yourself; Legolas wants you to be safe. Always. Forever.
ใปLegolas smiles at you, moving a piece of hair from your face
"It is my job, Meleth nรฎn."
ใปYou smile back at him, grabbing his hand and squeezing.
ใปHis nature soothes you, without even trying, he makes you feel safe.
ใปBecause Legolas is never too far from you, even if you don't notice. He's got an eye on you near-always.
ใปAnd if he cannot be there, then he will send a few other elves to keep you safe (travelling, visits in the forest/woods etc)
"I will always keep you from harm," he tells you one night. The fireplace warming your very bones. Or maybe it's his words that make you feel so.
๐จ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปThe night sky twinkles down at you both. The fire small yet burning strong.
ใปYou're sitting next to each other, hands entwined, glances stolen.
ใปIt wasn't something you planned on. But in that moment, it felt right.
ใปAnd as you tell him, Aragorn's body turns molten.
ใปHe takes your hand and kisses your palm, letting your words hang in the air.
ใปYou lock eyes. And at once you are soothed, keeping you at peace with only a look.
"You do not know how much that means to me," Aragorn whispers; voice low.
ใปA shiver runs down your spine
ใปGoosebumps erupt on your skin
ใปThis is what he does to you, and he knows it.
ใปWith a soft hand to your cheek, Aragorn slowly moves closer and then his lips meet your own.
๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โห๊ฉ๏ฝก
ใปYou were walking back from the feast, hand in hand. Bellies full from meat, vegetables and ale.
ใปEveryone was there, even the Hobbits, who were still dancing on a table with large mugs in each hand.
ใปYou turned a corner and it was quiet. Peaceful.
ใปThe candles were lit and sat against window sils, and in arrangements.
ใปYou didn't think about saying it but the words just came out.
ใปThe white walls and floors of Minas Tirith echoed your words: "you make me feel safe."
ใปBoromir stops instantly... His heart suddenly full. So full, it could overflow.
"I love you," he whispers, moving to cup your cheeks with his large hands.
ใปHe places a kiss on your lips and warmth runs through you.
ใปBoromir does everything in his power to keep you safe; and not just from attacks, but from the intimate worries and anxiety that one has in life.
ใปHe never thought he would end up with a partner, especially one who notices when he puts in effort...
๐ฌฬ๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปYou were alone with him in the stables. Everyone else was taking cover.
ใปBoth of you were trying to calm the horses because of the raging storm.
ใปYou cooed and whispered stories to the horses, letting them now that nothing was going to hurt them.
ใปWithin half an hour, every horse had settled. And the storm slowly passed.
ใปBut not before you had jumped from the fleeting thunder
ใปThat's when Eomer helped calm you too. You let him; knowing that he meant no jest.
ใปEomer had moved you onto his lap, clutching you close. Your head was tucked underneath his chin and he whispered things to you.
"You make me feel safe," you say with a smile. Your arms clutching his.
Rubbing your back, he says: "I will always protect you. No matter where you are or what you have done."
ใปBacks against a large tree-trunk, watching as animals hop, skip and jump by.
ใปIt isn't until Glorfindel spots a wolf that his demeanor changes
"What is wrong?" you ask, looking at his face for an answer
In the most gentlest voice, he says: "Be still. Do not move."
ใปYou stay like that for ten minutes until the wolf walks away.
ใปGlorfindel's hand lets go of your arm. And you move from being behind him.
"You know ... you make me feel safe."
ใปYou had both gotten up from where you were sat and his hands cupped your cheek. Moving the twigs and leafs from your hair.
"That means more than you know, Melmรซa," (beloved)
๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปLying in bed together, candles burning on either side of your bedside tables
ใปIt's a quiet night. Both of you tired from the activities of the day.
ใปThe moon hangs high in the air, with stars so bright. You always leave the balcony open on warmer nights. Just to see the stars.
ใปFaramir doesn't mind. He loves what you love.
ใปAnd when you come and cuddle against his shoulder, you tell him:
"You make me feel safe."
ใปHis heartbeat speeds up, a blush blossoming on his cheeks.
"Well, I-I try to keep you safe. You're my life-" his words are bare and he is sensitive.
ใปYou pull him up from bed and lead him over to the balcony.
ใปYou wrap his arms around you and look up. The stars seem to gaze upon you as well.
๐ฌ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โห๊ฉ๏ฝก
ใปHe was helping you gather some herbs from the garden when you heard a twig snap
ใปBoth of you stopped and waited. Expecting danger; Elrohir had been silently walking toward you, making sure nothing happened to you.
ใปWhen another twig snapped and out jumped a hare, you started to laugh, as did Elrohir. His hand dropped from his sword hilt and he gave a big belly laugh.
"Oh Elrohir...you do make me feel safe, no matter what the danger may be-"
ใปYou had tiptoed over and wrapped your arms around him. Your basket of herbs forgotten
"Oh Meldanya (my beloved), know that I would look after you no matter the danger."
๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปIt had been a close call.
ใปAttacked by orcs while out riding
ใปWhen the threat had been slain, Elladan looked at you with blood splatter on his face
"Are you hurt?" He became frantic, looking you over, making sure you have no wounds.
"El, I'm fine!" You stand there, and take ahold of his hands. Bringing them up to your chest, you hold them against you.
"You don't just keep me safe, you make me feel safe-"
ใปHe shakes his head, and looks at you like you hung the moon.
As the only woman in the Fellowship, you often struggled to find privacy, and had taken to bathing in a nearby stream during the early hours of the morning. One particular morning, however, it seemed that one of your comrades had a similar idea.
Smut (18+ ONLY), Fellowship!Reader, Comrades to Lovers, Fluff, Mutual Pining. 3037 Words. Author has only seen the movies, so please forgive any mistakes/inaccuracies! Also, itโs my first time writing for Boromir ๐
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You werenโt sure how long ago it had been since you and the other members of the Fellowship of the Ring had set off from Rivendell. When you were in constant danger from Orcs, Nazgรปl, and the elements, it was not exactly a priority to keep track of the days. It was rare that you even got a moment to relax outside of rough camping in the woods - which wasnโt exactly relaxing in the first place.
And being the only woman in the Fellowship, it could be difficult to find privacy. Your comrades meant well, but sometimes they could be overbearing. You appreciated their concern, but you could take care of yourself - if you hadn't been able to handle yourself, Elrond wouldn't have allowed you to be part of the mission, would he?
So, to find your privacy, you had taken to rising earlier than everyone else and bathing in a nearby stream - if one was available. Those were your only moments of solace, and you had to admit, that it was nice to clean yourself of the grime and sweat from trekking through the woods. Mainly for reasons of comfort and ease of movement, of course, though there were other reasons that you liked to be clean - reasons that were really quite embarrassing. Reasons that pertained to not wanting to feel unattractive in front of a certain Gondorian captain.
Really, with the fate of all Middle Earth at stake, you were worried about not looking presentable enough for a man? Was that truly what was important right now? But the irrationality of your reasoning didnโt make it any less true, no matter how irritated it made you feel towards yourself.
If you were honest with yourself, you hadnโt been that impressed by Boromir when the two of you had first met in Rivendell. He was handsome, yes, but there was no shortage of good-looking men in the world. At first, he he seemed like nothing but another warrior concerned with nothing but honour and glory. It wasnโt until later that your feelings for him began to grow.
You soon found that Boromir - while indeed a brave and talented warrior - was also gentle and caring, and that was what had drawn you to him. He protected you and the other members of the Fellowship like he would lay down his life for you, and the way he laughed and played with the Hobbits was awfully sweet. You went from thinking nothing much of him to beginning to fall for him at a speed that was incredibly surprising to you, as it had never happened before.
You were thinking of Boromir as you stripped off your clothes and armour, leaving them in a pile on the bank of the stream close enough for you to reach when you needed them, but not so close that they would easily get wet. First, you dipped your toes into the cool water, then quickly submerged yourself. You sighed contentedly, moving deeper into the water and beginning to wash the dirt from your skin. It was a simple pleasure, but a pleasure nonetheless.
So relaxed were you - which was dangerous, as you were out in the wild and needed to be constantly vigilant - that you didnโt even notice that you were not alone in the stream, and remained completely ignorant until you heard a shocked voice uttering your name. Your eyes flew open to see Boromir standing before you in the water, completely bare like you.
"C-Captain Boromir!" you almost shrieked, your face flushing deeply and your arms raising to cover your chest. Your eyes wanted to trail downwards, to finally catch a glimpse of the muscular physique you knew was there - that which you had fantasised about as you watched him teaching Merry and Pippin how to defend themselves, or as he sparred with Aragorn - beneath the clear water. It took an intense amount of willpower, you successfully fought the urge.
Boromir was embarrassed too, though he wasn't being quite as obvious about it. "Apologies, my lady," he responded, his voice strained. "If I had known that you were bathing too, I would have kept my distance. I promise that it was not my intention to intrude on you." He looked at you as if he were begging you to accept his apology.
A few moments passed, and after the shock had worn off at least a little, you nodded empathetically. "I understand, Captain. You are not that kind of man. I was just shocked, that is all."
Boromir gave you a small smile, clearly relieved by your answer. "I am glad. I would not wish for you to think less of me."
There is no chance of that, you thought to yourself, settling down with your back against a large boulder near the bank of the stream. I think very highly of you indeed... more than you know. Luckily, you still had enough sense to not say such a thing out loud. Boromirโs proximity combined with your mutual nakedness was making you feel weak in the knees, and you didnโt wish to embarrass yourself in front of him anymore than you already had.
Boromir moved in the water, and once again your willpower was tested, finding yourself tempted to peek at his naked body. This time, you indulged yourself a little, looking at him out of the corner of your eye and hoping he wouldnโt notice. Even through your quick, embarrassed glances, you now knew that his physique was just as striking as you had imagined. Your mind began to wander, presenting some tantalising images of feeling his strong muscles beneath your palms, and then of brushing your lips against his chest, hearing his moans above you as you slowly moved lowerโ
You snapped back into reality rather unceremoniously when you heard Boromir say your name. That was when you realised that your attempts at subtly admiring him had quickly turned into staring, and you had been caught in the act. Your cheeks began to burn with embarrassment, and it took what felt like an eternity for you to be able to meet his gaze once more.
And to your surprise (and delight), when you looked up to Boromirโs face, he didnโt seem disturbed or uncomfortable. Rather he wasโฆ smiling? And even better, there was a pale flush on his cheeks that indicated perhaps your admiration was not entirely one-sided.
When he saw your shocked expression, Boromir laughed quietly. "I have been trying to stop myself from staring at you ever since we first met, but now that I know you wish to stare backโฆ perhaps I was worrying over nothing."
"Pardonโฆ?" you stammered out, not trusting your own mind to determine whether this was real or another one of the dreams youโd had about Boromir since meeting him. Though this did feel far more real than any dream or fantasy youโd ever experienced in your lifeโฆ you could feel the water on your skin, the cool morning breeze, and the heat rushing through your body as Boromir looked at you with darkened eyes.
"I have been admiring you since Rivendell, my lady. I knew right away that you were the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on, and when I got the chance to know you betterโฆ I found that you were not only beautiful, but a woman of both gentleness and strength." Boromir looked down, seeming almost bashful, something that you were not expecting of a strong warrior like himself. "You have stolen my heart, in a way no other woman ever has."
"Captain Boromirโฆ" Your eyes were wide as you looked at him, still trying to discern whether this was real or not.
"Please, just call me 'Boromir'. There is no need for such formality between us, especially now." Boromir moved closer, his hand coming up to rest against your cheek. His skin felt warm, and you could feel the callouses on his palm, something you would expect from a lifelong warrior such as himself. But at the same time his touch was so gentle, like you were something precious to him.
Suddenly, you didnโt care whether or not this was a dream - if it was, there was no harm in indulging, and if it wasnโtโฆ well, Boromir wanted you quite obviously. There was no downside to finally allowing yourself to be with this man that you had been pining over.
And so, you closed the gap between the two of you and crashed your lips against his, your fingers tangling in his damp hair. Boromir let out a quiet noise of surprise, but a few seconds later he was reciprocating enthusiastically, kissing you back with a fervour that more than matched your own. One of his strong arms wrapped around your waist to pull you closer, and you couldnโt help but moan softly as you felt your bare skin touch his for the very first time.
"I have been thinking about this since Rivendell," Boromir admitted huskily, pulling away from your lips to press fervent kisses to your jawline. Once he reached just below your ear, he took a moment to gently nip at your earlobe before his lips trailed down the side of your neck. His large hands were now eagerly grabbing at your backside, pulling you even closer to him.
"As have I," you whispered in response. It felt good to finally admit your desires out loud - though it certainly didn't feel better than giving in to them. You could feel Boromir's facial hair scratching against the sensitive skin of your neck as he sucked a mark into it. At this moment, you weren't even considering the idea that someone back at camp might notice it later. You were too focused on the present to even think about the future.
Boromir grinned against your neck, nipping gently as his hands moved - up from your backside to your mid back, before slipping around to the front of your body, and moving higher until he grasped your breasts. "These have been quite the distractionโฆ" You felt his thumbs grazing over your nipples, making them harden beneath his touch, and you let out a gasp. "Youโre even more beautiful than I imaginedโฆ"
One of his hands left your breast to slide down your stomach until he cupped your mound, brushing his fingers against your clit, while other hand continued to toy with your nipple. Your legs spread a little further on instinct, and you braced yourself against the smooth boulder you were leaning against.
"Thatโs it, my darling, donโt be shy. Open yourself up to me," Boromir whispered lowly in your ear, as he slipped one finger inside of you rather easily, the pad of his thumb beginning to slowly rub circles over your clit. You let out a quiet curse, which seemed to amuse him judging by his smile.
Boromir kept his eyes on you as he continued to touch you, wanting to see exactly how you reacted. You mesmerised him when you were fully clothed walking through the woods, so seeing you completely bare, writhing beneath his touch? You were a temptation that he could not ignore. Once he could tell you were beginning to teeter on the edge, he pulled his hand from you, and your eyes snapped open, disappointed by the lack of stimulation.
"I would like to taste you," Boromir told you, making your heart flutter even more. You had imagined more than once having his head buried between your legs as he lapped at you until you could hardly speak. "But as there is no way for me to do that right now without risking us being seen, I suppose it will have to wait for another time."
Another time, he said. He already wanted to do this again. That fact excited you beyond belief, that this could happen more than once. You hadnโt even finished doing it the first time, but you were already excited for the next.
Boromir could see the excitement behind your eyes, and he grinned at your enthusiasm. "For nowโฆ" He didnโt need to finish that thought for you to know what he meant. He kissed you again, more sweetly this time, and you felt his hands on your thighs, manoeuvring them so they were wrapped around his waist. You could feel his hardness against you, rubbing against your core, and you practically collapsed into his arms.
"Are you ready?" Boromir asked gently, looking into your eyes, his own gaze filled with both adoration and desire.
"Yes," you told him softly, sounding almost desperate. "Please."
That was all he needed to hear. Using his hold on your waist, Boromir pulled you down onto him, slowly burying himself inside of you. Both of you let out groans, and he pressed his forehead to yours as he stayed still, allowing both of you to adjust to the new sensation.
"You feel incredible," he murmured brokenly, his eyes squeezed shut. The tone in his voice made it sound as if he were struggling to keep himself together, like you felt so good that if he didnโt focus properly, he would fall apart in an instant. It made you feel strangely powerful that you were able to affect a man like him in such a way. "Youโll be the death of meโฆ"
The two of you stayed frozen for a few more moments, until you started to become impatient and whispered "go on" against his lips. And as soon as you gave the signal, Boromir began to move, drawing out of you before pushing himself deep inside again, almost painfully slow.
He was big, certainly thicker than anything youโd experienced before, and there was a stretch that stung a little at the beginning. It faded quickly however, and it wasnโt long before you had your face buried in his neck as you panted and moaned. Boromirโs fingertips dug into your hips, definitely hard enough to leave bruises but not enough for you to care. How could you care right now, anyway? Your mind was so addled by the pleasure you were feeling that you barely even remembered where you were.
As his hips moved against yours, Boromirโs hands were everywhere, almost like he was trying to memorise every inch of your body using only his sense of touch. Your own hands grasped onto his shoulders, occasionally moving downwards so you could run your hands over his toned torso, and making him gasp softly against your skin. He began to move faster, and as a result your moans grew louder and more frequent.
Boromir knew that it wasnโt safe for you to be so loud - though your pretty moans were driving him crazy - as anyone could hear and come to investigate, whether that was one of their comrades or someone more unsavoury. Rather than tell you to quiet down, however, he kissed you again, swallowing each and every noise that wanted to escape you. This also had the added benefit of keeping him quiet as well, because he could feel his own willpower slipping.
Again, his pace increased, and you were barely even able to think anymore. Boromir could tell that you were close, and oh, how he wanted to see you fall over the edge. Wanting to make sure he saw it before meeting his own end, his hand slipped between your bodies to rub at your clit again, while the other toyed with your nipple. You tightened around him and he doubled his efforts, bringing his lips close to your ear. "I can feel that youโre close, my darlingโฆ let go, I want to feel you come undone for meโฆ"
Almost as if you were waiting for his permission, you immediately fell apart once he said the word, trembling violently in his embrace as you called out his name. By some miracle, Boromir was quick enough to crash his lips against yours once more to muffle the sound, as he continued to fuck you through your climax.
Boromir tried to hold out as long as he could, but soon enough he faltered. With a groan against your lips he let go too, spilling himself inside of you before pressing his forehead against yours once more. Both of you were panting, your bodies shaking slightly as you recovered from your shared experience, holding onto each other for dear life.
"You knowโฆ" you began breathlessly, once you had recovered enough to be able to speak again. "I think that was the best bath Iโve ever hadโฆ"
Boromir grinned widely, peppering kisses on your cheek before planting one on the tip of your nose. "Glad to be of service, my lady," he said in a teasing tone, but you could tell that he was being genuine. You placed your hand on his cheek, brushing your nose against his and then gently kissing his lips, much more chastely than the previous kisses you had shared.
The two of you stayed like that for a few more minutes, revelling in being so close to each other now that you knew that you were not alone in your feelings. After a while you pulled away from each other, making sure to wash the sweat that had formed on your bodies from your earlier activities.
"We should return to camp soon. The others might wake and notice that weโre missing," Boromir said solemnly, knowing that duty called for you both, even if he would love to stay here with you forever. You nodded, and the two of you waded out of the water, drying yourselves and getting dressed.
Once the two of you were looking presentable again, Boromir took your hand in his, looking into your eyes with a rather vulnerable expression. "I hopeโฆ this will not be our last encounter?" he asked, a subtly pleading tone to his voice, which made your heart melt. This was real, he truly did care for you.
"It will not be," you replied, a small smile playing on your lips, and the two of you returned to camp - having to invent a story to tell the other members of the Fellowship when they asked what you and Boromir were doing alone together so early in the morning.
I decided I wanted to try doing some LOTR preferences! This is my first time writing for all of these characters besides Boromir so Iโm still getting a handle on them. If anyone has any requests for preference posts theyโd like to see, please send them my way and Iโll see what I can do!!
Author has only seen the movies, so please forgive any mistakes/inaccuracies!
Boromir is definitely pretty touch-starved, and after cuddling with you for the first time heโs very surprised how much he loves it. It becomes a common occurrence for the two of you, something he looks forward to โ especially after a long day of training with his soldiers. He loves being the big spoon, and burying his face in your hair or your neck.
Faramir is a big cuddler for sure. You donโt even need to ask โ as soon as you rest your head on his shoulder (when youโre sitting together) or on his chest (when youโre laying down together), heโs got his arms wrapped around you, holding you close. He gives you a lot of forehead kisses when youโre cuddling together.
Aragorn loves the moments where the two of you can just relax together, especially when things are getting stressful. Heโs happy for the two of you to simply lay there in silence, holding each other, but if you need to talk about anything heโs always ready to listen.
Arwen has an incredibly calming presence, and cuddling with her can improve your mood no matter how bad you were feeling beforehand. She holds you close, whispering comforting words in your ear and pressing gentle kisses to your face and lips every so often.
รowyn isnโt used to cuddling, but like Boromir she comes to really enjoy it. You make her feel peaceful and happy in a way that sheโs never experienced before, and so she loves to be close to you as often as possible. She has a tendency to play with your hair, and she likes it when you do the same to her.
At first, รomer tries to look tough and doesnโt admit how much he likes cuddling with you. But each time, it becomes increasingly obvious how much he loves it. Similar to รowyn, he likes it when you play with his hair.
Legolas finds it adorable how much you love to cuddle with him, especially when you get cold. As an Elf he canโt feel the cold, but he can always tell that the temperature is dropping when you cuddle up to him. Heโs perfectly happy to stay bundled up with you for as long as you need him there.
Frodo loves when the two of you cuddle up while reading a book together, though sometimes he gets distracted from the words on the page because heโs looking at you. If this is after the main events of LOTR, I could see your presence/touch being able to help Frodo heal from his traumatic experiences, at least somewhat.
Sam is incredibly affectionate, so he definitely loves cuddling. Heโs a bit shy about it at first, getting a bit embarrassed and not knowing what he should be doing โ like where should his arms/hands be? He doesnโt want to upset you or make you uncomfortable โ but once heโs used to it, itโs his favourite thing in the world.
Pippin absolutely loves cuddling with you and he doesnโt care who knows it. Honestly, if he could spend his entire life cuddled up with you and some snacks then heโd be the happiest Hobbit who ever lived. It doesnโt matter where you are, if youโre near each other heโll want to either have his arms around you or be resting against you.
I think that like Pippin, Merry loves cuddling, but heโs a little less likely to do it publicly. When itโs just the two of you however he loves nothing more than being close to you. He probably makes little jokes and lightly teases you for being so eager to cuddle with him, but itโs all very light-hearted and you know that he loves it too.
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โง When you get to Rivendell the first thing you do is rush to Frodoโs side - checking heโs ok and thanking the healers.
โง The second thing you do is take in the beauty of Rivendell, eyes going wide as you see the home of the elves in all its splendour.
โง Heโs walking with you and showing you Rivendell, eyes lighting up almost as much as yours when you see the sights - except the light in his eyes and the smile on his face come from your happiness.
โง Taking note of what makes your eyes shine brightest, he begins to tour more specifically with your preferences in mind.
โง As you turn around to express your love of something, he realises heโs too focused on trying to capture every inch of your beauty - especially while being in awe like that - that he misses the question.
โง Aragorn hopes he isnโt blushing too much when he asks you to repeat the question, this time quickly answering it to the best of his abilities.
โง The next room captures your attention, and Aragorn instinctively goes back to watching you and laughing with you before he realises what heโs doing.
โง Itโs then he realises the blush on his face isnโt because of embarrassment - but because he likes you.
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โง Legolas is enjoying his time in Imladris, with one of the greatest things being the company. There is you, of course, and the rest of the Fellowship - but it is also nice to spend some time with fellow elves (who arenโt his subjects).
โง Or, almost fellow elves, such as the sons of Elrond. He has always been intrigued by them, not just for the heritage, and itโs good to spend time with the two. Eventually, in a conversation with Elrohir, the topic finally comes up.
โง โWhat is it like, living with Lรบthienโs gift?โ
โง โGift?โ Elrohir looks at the elf, โMost call it a choice. Is there a reason you ask? Aโฆ someone you ask for?โ
โง His immediate reaction is to say no, and that he is just curious, but then he thinks harder. Is there someone he would stay on Middle Earth for?
โง As he thinks, an image of the two of you - bow in your hand and grinning at him, bathed in sunlight - comes into his mind. And his mind subconsciously answers the question. If you would have him, he would answer yes.
โง The elf stays silent, and Elrohir gives a knowing look, before speaking briefly. Offering some advice, and congratulating Legolas on at least figuring out his feelings.
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โง Frodo realised he liked you from just about the second he laid eyes on you - you were unlike anyone he had ever known, and that excited and fascinated him.
โง He expected the crush to go away, eventually, once the novelty wore off and you were known to him as a friend.
โง Except it never did. With every new smile he saw from you, every word, every laugh falling from your lips - he slowly became more and more enamoured by you.
โง It was after yet another night that youโd come round for dinner, it was becoming a regular (and welcome) occurrence that he truly realised he didnโt just have a crush.
โง Frodo was in love with you.
โง When heโd finally closed the door, watching as youโd walked away, he could still feel the red on his cheeks - and could see the knowing smile Bilbo gave him when heโd turned around.
โง Patting him on the back, Bilbo had given the young hobbit words of support and encouragement - a twinkle in his eye as he hinted this love may not be unrequited.
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โง Sam had seen you in and around the Shire a few times before, stopping briefly to look at you before going back to what he was doing.
โง At first heโd thought it was just him being observant, until Pippin had been over and pointed out that of all the hobbits in the Shire - heโd only stop to look at you.
โง He was mortified to realise what he'd been doing, and had thrown himself back into his work with much more vigour. Trying to stop himself from being distracted, again.
โง It works ok, but while in the Green Dragon Pippin assures him that the comments weren't meant in a bad way, and that they were all glad Sam had 'found someone'.
โง Sam almost isn't sure what they mean, until he thinks back to all the times he's seen you - the times he's blushed. The very small interactions you two have had, that have then lightened his day.
โง It's thanks to Pippin's teasing he realises he has a crush on you, and then thanks to Frodo when he can finally interact with you.
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โง Merry realised he liked you from the second he laid eyes on you.
โง And not in a silly, young-hobbits-in-love type of crush - but something that reminded him of the story books he'd read as a child.
โง The ones that said when you met the one for you, you'd feel sparks like Gandalf's fireworks and you'd just know.
โง He did just know, taking the first opportunity he could to talk to you; talking to you felt even easier than most, as though you were a lifelong friend and not just a stranger.
โง Every time you make eye-contact, he searches in your eyes for the spark he so clearly feels in his - and when he makes you laugh for the first time he's delighted to see it appear (however briefly).
โง Each passing day cemented this feeling even more, but he still believes it was love at first sight (for him at least).
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โง When the two of you first met, Pippin thought you were an angel (an opinion he still holds, in some regards). The second he realised you were of Middle Earth, he also realised he was blushing like a fool.
โง He knows the attraction isn't just superficial from the day he meets you, but he also sees it as a crush at the start.
โง And then he starts to spend time with you.
โง You make him laugh, he makes you laugh. He makes you smile, you make him smile just by being there.
โง It's also at this time when he realises that what he feels for you isn't just a crush.
โง He likes,ย no - loves, every part of you. And to call it simply a crush would be an insult to his heart.
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โง Like a lot of the soldiers of the White City, his spirits are high as he watches from Osgiliath, eagerly awaiting the return of the rangers, if only for a little while.
โง Most of the men are looking forward to the night of celebrations and drinking, although some are more looking forward to seeing their loved ones come home.
โง Boromir is looking forward to seeing his little brother come home - but he isnโt just looking forward to seeing his little brother. Faramir isn't the only one he dearly misses.
โง As Captain, heโs in prime position when the rangers come in; immediately identifying the two of you and going over.
โง He pulls Faramir into a hug before looking at you with a grin, unsure of what to do before you embrace him as well.
โง Instantly, he hugs back - just as firm and confident as with Faramirโs hug - but inside he can feel his heart almost beating out of his chest.
โง The grin is still on his face as he comes out of it, and when you begin to talk his heart calms down, although only a little.
โง Itโs only then when he realises his heart isnโt beating fast around you because youโre nervous, but because he loves you.
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โง Faramir knew he liked you from the second he laid eyes on you, even if he was slightly too drunk to realise just how deep it went at the time.
โง He truly didnโt drunkenly hook-up with people, but he did tend to gravitate towards people he liked. People like you, even when you were in the dark corner. Especially when you were in the dark corner.
โง And of course, he had kissed you back. The only reason he didnโt try to take it further was because he could smell the alcohol on both of you.
โง When he had woken up the next morning, he regretted that he had not gotten your name (and the slight hangover).
โง Then when he saw you, lined up as one of Boromirโs potential betrothed, he could feel his heart do two things.
โง Skip, at the sight of you again. And drop, at the idea you didnโt love him back.
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โง Staring after Aragorn, รowyn takes a deep breath, trying to remain calm. From chasing him down, and telling him that she knows looking after the children brings honour (without renown). But she should be allowed to seek honour in other places.
โง And then she feels a hand rest on her shoulder, calming, as she turns around to see you behind her.
โง You can see her thought process, and tell her that you arenโt here to override your brotherโs - or her kingโs - orders. But you are here to give her this.
โง When you press the sword into รowynโs hands, finely polished and gleaming perfectly, she can barely think of the words to thank you before she notices your traditional sword is missing.
โง Instantly, she realises what youโve given here and tries to give it back - but you keep it firmly in her hands.
โง โThere are many fine weapons in this armoury. Think of it as my gift to you, for now. A promise that I will be coming back to collect it."
โง "Besides, it brings me comfort that if orcs get into the caves they shall find a warrior there.โ
โง Taking your hand away from the sword you disappear to follow Aragorn, and รowyn is left holding it. As she watches the two of you leave together, she realises that she may have fallen in love with the wrong sibling (at least at first).
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โง When orcs are spotted within Rohan's borders, in two separate places no less, รomer immediately takes action.
โง It's bad luck you're on the second group of riders sent out, and worse when you haven't arrived back when รomer does.
โง He tries to reassure himself that it's simply bad luck, and nothing dangerous has happened, but by the second day his nerves get the better of him.
โง With รowyn he sets out to wait next to the gate you'll ride in from - a traditional practice.
โง While waiting, he takes the time to look around and sees who else waits for the riders. When women there bat their eyes at him he ignores it until he realises something.
โง รomer is one of the only men there, and the only one not blood-related to the rider he is waiting for. Almost everyone else here is a parent, a sibling, or a lover.
โง So where does that leave him?
โง He feels blush begin to rise on his face as he realises precisely which one he is. Or, more accurately, which one he wishes to be for you.
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โง Begrudgingly, Bard watches you leave for the final patrol of your shift before laughing as he sees Tildaโs pout when she looks at you going as well.
โง Looking up at him, she huffs even more; declaring that it isnโt fair heโs allowed to smile while youโre here and while you're away.
โง He responds that youโre good company, but he can be happy without you - and thatโs a good thing.
โง Then Tilda looks up at him with a doubtful expression. Announcing that he looks extra happy, and his face turns a bit red like when Bain had that fever one time. Or when Sigrid looks at the neighbour's kid, except she shouldnโt tease her sister about that because itโs โfeelingsโ.
โง As pleased as Bard is that his children are taking his lessons to heart, heโs less pleased about her observations.
โง Keeping walking, Bard tries to reassure her that thatโs not whatโs going on with him and you - but internally heโs truly thinking about it.
โง About the fact youโre the first person to make him smile like that for the first time inโฆ a while.
โง The fact he always lets his kids go up to you because then he can talk to you, and the fact he talks to you even if the kids arenโt with him.
โง Itโs then Bard realises that, somehow, his children have worked out he likes you before he has.
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โง Thranduil had barely noticed that the biweekly meetings had become less formal, and more about the two of you spending time together.
โง He hadnโt noticed that most of the time you spent talking was just about the two of you, and no longer about his son.
โง The thing that made him notice just how special these meetings became was when, while watching you leave, he could feel his smile.
โง There was a warmth in him that wasnโt just from the wine, or the fireplace, and instead a warmth because he felt comfortable.
โง Around you, he could be himself. Not much changed, of course, but something about being near you felt freeing, and as though he was understood.
โง A feeling he had not felt in a long time, but a feeling he nonetheless welcomed - especially when it was you that warmed his heart.
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โง Both of you had managed to get into the royal guard - you getting into the kingโs guard, while she began to work with the prince.
โง It was while she was taking a break, eating in one of the soldierโs halls, when Alinar (a fellow guard) had come up to her with a grin. โSo, you and them, right?โ
โง Trying not to sigh, Tauriel gave a quick answer that no, she was not interested in the prince before Alinar began to laugh. Explaining he hadnโt been teasing about her and Legolas, but her and you.
โง โAnyone with eyes can see you look at them like theyโve got a fourth elven ring, Tauriel. Youโre really not subtle.โ
โง She continues to deny, swatting him away, although this time itโs more on principle. Not because she doesnโt like you.
โง Becauseโฆ she does look at you that way. You are magnificent, and wondrous, and she does want to be more than your friend.
โง As you walk into the hall, you look over to the empty space besides her and immediately come over - and she wonders if she normally blushes this much when you smile at her.
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โง Staring at the new poems heโs written, Lindir wonders to himself when his inspiration went from nature and the Valar toโฆ love.
โง He can still recognise the work as his own, the same metaphors and adoration for his subjects, but he never considered writing romance. Or writing about someone romantically - because he knows that all his works have a muse.
โง Re-reading the lines over, he tries to imagine the different elves of Imladris fitting into this prose but none of them do.
โง Deciding to leave it for later, Lindir takes the scrolls and keeps them with him - resolved in going to the library.
โง On his way there, you cross paths with him - immediately smiling and asking how his day was.
โง Itโs there, looking ethereal against the backdrop of Imladris and roses, that Lindir realises the subject of his new writings.
โง You are his new muse.
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โง Haldir had felt a spark from the first moment you had interacted, your bow drawn - placed in front of your allies and standing as though it would need a thousand warriors to fell you.
โง These feelings hadnโt even gone away as you let the arrow fly, only afterwards realising heโs not a threat and batting it out of the air.
โง When you start to apologise he easily stops you, stating that itโs a relief that the Fellowship is travelling with a skilled warrior like yourself.
โง Watching you go to the Lady Galadriel, he tries to untangle what heโs feeling for you. Is it simply admiration? Or is it something more?
โง Seeing you alone and clearly wanting to move, he approaches you after the meeting - offering to show you around Lothlรณrien.
โง Itโs for a somewhat selfish motive, as he wants to try and realise what his feelings are.
โง And, as his heart seems to lift when you look around and finally seem happy, he understands what his heart wants.
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โง Itโs the day after their birthday, finally in their first century, when Elrohir wakes his brother up by poking him.
โง Elladan is still sleepy, but heโs aware enough to ask what his twin thinks heโs doing.
โง โI want to know why you didnโt confess, brother dearest.โ
โง The sing-song voice is annoying, but Elladan still gives the question some thought. Confess? About what? Or confess to someone?
โง Seeing his brother clearly isnโt going to get it, Elrohir lets out a sigh before directly name-dropping you. Heโs instantly rewarded with seeing a heavy blush, before poorly spluttered denial about you simply being a friend.
โง Looking directly into Elladanโs eyes, he speaks again. โBrother, I have watched the two of you dance around each other for almost a century. Sometimes I think Iโm the one suffering because of your love. You could at least acknowledge your feelings to yourself.โ
โง He can still see the blush on Elladanโs face, obvious against his hair. But he can also see acceptance and realisation in his brother's eyes. The realisation that he wants you as something more than a friend.
โง โTook you long enough.โ
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โง Elrohir was never sure if he believed in love at first sight. It was never something discussed among the elves, where feelings tended to develop over years of emotional connection. But it also seemed like a real thing to mortals - and not just in the tales of old.
โง As a son of Elrond, where did that leave him? Would his feelings come after decades with a lover, or from a glance across the forest?
โง And then you arrived.
โง Instantly, something skipped in his heart - and he felt almost exactly what heโd always thought true love would feel like.
โง But it wasnโt quite the blazing fire that some of the tomes described, more like a spark.
โง Then he met you again, desperately trying to do the best you could to keep your city safe. And then again in Gondorโs war council, fearlessly pledging your allegiance to the new king and winning over others with honeyed words and promises.
โง It was then when his heart was set on you.
โง So, not quite love at first sight, it had taken a little more time for him to be completely sure.
โง Yet he was still completely enamoured by you, at the latest, by at the end of your third meeting.
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ใปYou did not have sex until you were married...so your wedding night was utterly anticipated..
ใปHowever, it wasn't as if he did not touch you. There had been moments where you were straddling his lap, hands in his hair, grinding down.
ใปHis hands roaming, feeling you through your clothes.
ใปLoves when you bite him
ใปIt feels like a claim
ใปAnd when you do have your wedding night, he is a gentleman. Going at your pace, speaking soft things in your ear:
"I will love you for eternity."
"You are my whole world."
"I do not think I could live without you."
ใปWith consent, he loves waking you up with his cock inside you, slowly pumping in and out.
ใปHis passion is overwhelming in the best way. He cannot get you out of his mind. He's constantly thinking about the noises you make while he's fucking you.
ใปA big fan of overstimulation.
ใปHe can go for round after round after round.
ใปLoves giving you praise:
โSuch a pretty thing.โ
โYouโre doing so well.โ
โSay it again โ tell me who you belong to.โ
ใปรomer loves cumming inside of you. Stuffing you full of his cum. But he does like to watch it leak from you, admiring how wrecked you lay, seeping cum.
ใปBeing married to Aragorn would include...being loved until death and then beyond.
ใปThe love you share for each other is eternal. Unending. Unyielding.
ใปThere is no such thing as disloyalty with Aragorn, not even the slightest worry of it. In his mind, he belongs utterly and completely to you.
ใปYou have his heart.
ใปAnd when you first met, your heart was beating so fast you were worried he could hear it.
ใปBut his heart was mirroring yours.
ใปAragorn is a man who does not do things lightly. He always lives up to his promises.
ใปAnd when he says, "I love you," you know the truth of it in your bones.
ใปBeing married to Aragorn also means you hold a lot of responsibility in your own hands.
ใปPeople look to both of you for guidance, advice and most of all, hope.
ใปYou've also become close with those from the Fellowship as Aragorn invites them to Minas Tirith and Annรบminas.
ใปMerry and Pippin have taken a particular like to you...with Pippin forming a slight crush...
ใปLegolas does like to visit more often. And Gimli is never far behind.
ใปWith your husband as the first High King of the Reunited Kingdom of Gondor and Arnor, he is often doing very important Kingly duties.
ใปWhat you didn't expect, was that Aragorn wanted your opinion in these matters. And not just behind closed doors, but in the moment.
ใปYou are present during the meetings, your ideas and solutions are listened to and revered. (Not just by Aragorn, but the people as well.) You are loved throughout the kingdoms.
ใปWhen it is night and you are alone with your husband, you've noticed that he hums. And sometimes, without realising it, he'll sing.
ใปIt always puts a smile on your face.
ใปWhen it's time for bed, you've both started this tradition when you tell each other the highlight of the day.
ใปAnd even though he doesn't snore, Aragorn does have very vivid dreams & nightmares.
ใปSome nights you've found him staring out over the land. His arms leaning against the railing. His hair moving with the wind.
ใปIt's those times that you get out of bed and wrap your arms around him. Helping the nightmares to shed from his mind.
Places You Above Anything And Everyone Else. You Are His World.
"You Wear The Pants In This Relationship" (You) x "Oh I Wish, I Cannot Control You At All" (Aragorn)
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Slow Burn to Unshakeable Devotion
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Turning Page by Sleeping at Last
Scotland by the BBC Scottish Symphony Orchestra
Romantic Flight by John Powell
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ใปWhen it comes to your pleasure, Aragorn does so with complete and utter devotion.
ใปHis hands touch you as if you're going to disappear. As if you are the only thing that matters.
ใปHe is in constant awe of you. A creature such as yourself...he cannot fathom that you are his...all his.
ใปThe first night you lay together as a married couple will always be burnt into your memory.
ใปAragorn had gently laid you on the bed. Undressing you slowly, adoringly.
ใปWhen you were laid bare, his heart nearly stopped. With a nod of approval from you, Aragorn had brought you pleasure unlike anything you knew
ใปBecause it was all about you, and your joining.
ใปHis large hands cupped and soothed, holding you close as his cock pumped in and out of you.
ใปForehead pressed against your own.
ใปMoans echoing from his now shared chamber.
ใปIt took you a while to get used to the size and length of his cock. Though he isn't obscenely large, you can feel him inside you. Your always stuffed full. Cum leaking from your hole when he's finished.
ใปHe never wants to leave you unsatisfied. So, Aragorn makes sure you've came once from his fingers, then from his mouth and finally from his cock.
ใปHis love is warm and safe, and you never feel anxious when Boromir is near.
ใปWell, many feel the same way. Boromir is a pillar in the community.
ใปAnd he cares for his home, for his people.
ใปWith you, he cares tenfold.
ใปHe is the type of man to listen to what you say, and take it in. Storing it within himself, so he knows you.
ใปBecause he wants to know you.
ใปAnd he does, not just the easy things like your favourite colour, smell, flower - he does know all of that. But he also knows your triggers, your past experiences, and how you like certain things done.
ใปAs he got to truly know you, he couldn't wait to marry you, to have the ability to place you above anything and everyone else.
ใปBecause you are his world.
ใปBoromir cherishes you. Without any strings attached.
ใปIt's a pure kind of love.
ใปOne that he will always fight for. No matter how difficult things may get, he wants you by his side. Always.
ใปStanding at 6"4, Boromir's height adds to his intimidating image. Wide shoulders, thick with muscle, he makes many people blush; he just doesn't notice them.
ใปA warrior, soldier, a Captain, many look up to him. And now they look up to you too.
ใปYou both have responsibilities even though Aragorn was crowned.
ใปAragorn and Boromir care greatly for one another. Holding each other in high esteem.
ใปTherefore, Boromir & yourself live at Minas Tirith; travelling when needed as the cities are rebuilt.
I Love You, Wholeheartedly (You) x You Shouldn't, I Don't Deserve It (Boromir)
Madly In Love (Boromir) x Ridiculously Oblivious (You)
Touch-Starved Menace (Boromir) x Affectionate Handler (You)
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Mutual Pining
Forbidden Love
Slow Burn to Unshakeable Devotion
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Azuremyst Isle by Derek Duke
From Nothern Lands by Paul Mottram
To Keep You From Breaking by Kelsey Woods
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ใปBoromir yearns for you.
ใปAnd he's done so for years...
ใปThe first time the sexual tension peaked, he tried so hard to hold himseld back. Keep himself in check.
ใปBut when you whispered: "Yes, I'm yours," he ravished you utterly and completely.
ใปOn your wedding night, neither of you slept.
ใปBy morning you were both fucked out, boneless, and still breathing hard.
ใปYou had given each other wave after wave of pleasure
ใปEven when exhaustion washed over you both, Boromir was still inside of you. His thick cock stuffed into your tight hole.
ใปYou had never felt so right, so full - so complete
ใปSomehow, the next night was filled with more sex...more passion.
ใปBoromir's large arms held you close; bare chest to bare chest. His muscled thigh moved between your legs, spreading them apart.
ใปYou whimpered from the friction. Sensitive and needy.
ใปYou couldn't help yourself, there was a deep and hot feeling in your core. One that you needed to satisfy...
ใปWith your legs spread, you moved one of your husband's large, rough, hands to feel your heat. Boromir sighed. Kissing the side of your neck and groaning:
ใป"You look so beautiful, my love, so wet for me."
ใปHe made it impossible to think, or do anything other than whine for his touch, his heat, his praise.
ใปAll your mind could conjure up was 'more more more.'
ใปDuring sunset, he takes you for a walk through the forest.
ใปGiving you his cloak, and putting a flower behind your ear when he finds the prettiest one.
ใปLegolas kisses you underneath the pink and purple sky, rubbing your cheek with his thumb.
"Le melin, let us go home." (I love you)
ใปWhen it gets too dark, he leads you to your shared quarters.
ใปWalking through the door, arm in arm, smiles on both your faces.
ใปOne of his favourite things to do at night, as you've just come out of the bath, is to give you a few braids.
ใปHe'll brush your hair, his hands gentle and slow, pressing a kiss on your forehead.
"Which does this braid mean?" You ask while sitting on the chair.
ใปLegolas stands behind you, blushing just a tad.
"It means you're married, taken ... it means you are mine."
ใปYou're both quiet, for a moment. Until you whisper, "I love you," and he whispers it back.
๐จ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปAs one of the most important men in the realm, he is needed practically everywhere.
ใปBut he has made it an important notice that no one is to come to him once it's 7pm.
ใปWhen the clock strikes 7, he practically runs to you. The moment he sees you, he wraps you up in his arms.
"You have no idea how much I have missed you, Thiramin-nin." (my soulmate)
ใปEvery night, you meet your husband by resting your forehead against his.
ใปIt's a way to show how much affection you hold for him. And you hold a lot.
ใปThe only way Aragorn can truly wind down, is with you near. It's why he's so tense throughout the day.
ใปSo your bedtime routine is one that he looks forward to every time he wakes up each day.
"Bath or dinner?" You ask as Aragorn looks at you, tired eyes full of desire.
"Dinner, please. Thank you-" and he starts undoing his clothes from the day. Layers upon layers, which you always help him with.
ใปHe becomes extra affectionate during the night. For example, holding your hand and kissing your palm, wrist, fingers. Wrapping his hand around your ankles while laying down.
ใปTouch becomes more than intimacy, it means "I love you."
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ใปYou kiss him as soon as you see him. Your arms around his neck, with your lips pressed firmly against your husband's.
ใปWhen you part for breath, he looks at you with pure admiration.
"Miss me that much?" He says with fake arrogance.
"Oh I missed you dearly, husband-"
ใปAnd in response he twirls you around and buries his face in your neck. (Yes he likes smelling your hair)
ใปNight is Boromir's favourite. He gets to spend time with you. Well, any time he spends with you is his favourite part of the day.
ใปSo getting back to your shared chambers is what he lives for.
"Hungry?" He asks you, the same time every night.
"Boromir, I've sorted dinner! Look!" (Sometimes you surprise him with dinner you've helped cook, or already sorted before he comes home) he adores you for it, but it's never one-sided.
ใปYou share dinner first and then wash off the day. You change into one of his white shirts (he loves when you wear his things). and crawl into bed together. With his large arms holding you close.
ใปSometimes this is how you fuck; laying on your side, Boromir behind you. He lifts your leg so he can get to your hole.
ใปHe's fucks you slow and deep. Reaching straight inside you, hitting that perfect spot.
ใปAnd when he cums, neither of you want to clean it up. You want to be stuffed full. Not just with his cum, but you also whine when he starts to pull out of you.
"Just stay in a little longer," you whisper and he hums. His nose trailing down your neck, smelling you.
๐ฌฬ๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปYou both sit with everyone for dinner.
ใปMeduseld holds rows and rows of people, surrounded by warmth; the roaring fireplace, candles standing tall, food and mead along the large tables.
ใปEven on the gloomiest of days, the hall at dinner could make you smile. Although it can be overstimulating, there's places for you to roam, while not being too far.
ใปEomer always checks on you. Literally every fifteen minutes, he will try and find you;
"Are you okay, my love?" His smile is warm as he swaps your goblet with a full one.
"I'm fine," you smile, grab his hand and squeeze, "though I am getting tired."
"Ah, yes I think it is time for us to retire."
ใปAnd so, he takes you to your quarters. His hands on your waist, leading you to your shared room.
ใปYou instantly flop on the bed, and Eomer laughs and follows.
ใปHe helps you change and you both curl up with each other.
ใปThe type of husband who gets invested in gossip to the point that he brings information home to you too.
ใปYou both lay on the bed, on your sides and whisper secrets you've heard throughout the day.
"I cannot believe she said that!" You say with a gasp.
ใปYou hold hands in front of you, playing with his large one, as he leans on his other one.
ใปYou mimic his position and if anyone came in, they would think you two were having a sleepover. Not a married couple.
ใปIn all honesty every night is kind of like a sleepover.
ใปYour relationship has been built on friendship; he is your best friend, and you are his.
ใปYou follow each other at home. Well, you are together whenever you can be. And you still follow one another in public.
ใปAnd when you get into bed, you're as close as you possibly can be. But in all honesty, your husbands hair is ridiculously long. And it can be hard to fall asleep:
"Your hair is in my face, my love."
"Apologies, sweetling."
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ใปYou have a routine that both of you are comfortable with. It was created over time.
ใปAfter being apart for the majority of the day, you two come together to have dinner.
ใปA hot meal by candlelight, just the two of you, it feels like one of the most romantic things. And yet, it happens most nights.
ใปBathe. Night clothes on. Then get into bed and either read or curl up and talk
ใปSome days he's still busy and would return late, however, he brings his work home with him. Just so he can be close to you.
"It's difficult being away from you," you confess one night. You had felt this ache in your chest, like a part of you was missing.
"I know, my love. I would spend the rest of my days alone with you, if I could."
ใปAnd he's completely serious. You are his world. The axis with which he turns.
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ใปNighttime is when Elrohir gets you all to himself.
ใปThe first thing you do is bathe when you get back to your shared quarters.
ใปOne after the other, sometimes together, but most of the time you're helping one another bathe and still talking.
"Did Ada speak to you about the Summer Solstice?" Elrohir's hands glide over your shoulders and up your neck; massaging lightly.
"Yes, he wants my help with some of it - sounds exciting," you reply, and you give him a kiss on the cheek.
ใปYou spend dinner alone (unless there's an event, or you're called by Elrond to attend a family dinner). You're both by the firelight, your dinner sitting on a small table in front of you
ใปThe fire seems to be where you truly unwind and find peace.
ใปElrohir acts connected to you. Wherever you go, he goes. If you forgot something and have to leave the chamber, then he goes for you or with you
ใปIf you want to read, then he lays his head on your lap
ใปHe becomes very affectionate (which isn't much different - he's normally like this.)
๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปPrefers a quiet night in with you.
ใปReading either to himself or out loud. When he does read to you, it's with your head in his lap, listening to the cadence of his voice.
"Are you paying attention,ย raui-o anor?" (ray of sun)
ใปWith a little hum, you nod your head and smile; contented to stay like that for the rest of time.
ใปAfter a few chapters in front of the fire, you both get in the bath and start to tell each other about your day. However, you yearned too much for one another...
ใปNaked bodies close together, you feel his cock pressed against your backside.
ใปLying backwards, you reach down and gently take him in you one hand, squeezing gently, rubbing his slit as he groans.
ใปOne of his arms keeps you still, while the other moves to touch your breast. Pinching your nipple and rolling it between his fingers. You gasp, making the water react with you.
"I need to touch you, everywhere-" And so he stands from the bath, helping you out and leads you to the bed.
ใปAlthough this isn't always your 'bedtime routine,' you do join together every night. In one way or another.
ใปHe loves to take you on woodland strolls. Pointing out the difference in trees, herbs, and flowers.
ใปAlways picks the brightest flower and puts it behind your ear.
ใปEverytime Legolas does this, it's a declaration of love. From him to you.
ใปHis nicknames for you are always in Elvish, and he doesn't always explain them
ใปOnly you know this, but he has a beautiful singing voice.
ใปYou always ask him to sing while you're in the woodlands and he does. It makes you smile and Legolas would do anything to make you smile
ใปHe also braids your hair; it's intimate, and he makes them match his own
ใปLove is new to him, but he knows he wants this forever. Andd he wouldn't let anyone take that away.
๐จ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปAfter a long day, when you're sitting by the fire together, Aragorn will pull your feet into his lap and massage them (whether you've asked him or not)
ใปThere's quiet between the two of you. Never awkward or having to be filled with any type of talk.
ใปIt's those moments of stillness that Aragorn yearns for with you
ใปAfter upholding his responsibilities, he craves to be near you.
"Meleth-nin," he says with a glint in his eye.
ใปThen moves as quick as a ranger and has you flat on your back, leaning over you
"Now this is much better," he mumbles.
ใปAdmiring your face; gently running his fingers against your cheek. Leaning down and placing the softest kiss to your forehead
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ใปHis hand constantly tries to find your own.
ใปLarge fingers threaded through yours.
ใปWhen you're in public, his arm is around your waist, guiding you, especially through a crowd
ใปWhether you are feasting with others, or alone in your chambers, Boromir loves to feed you
ใปPerched either beside him or on his lap, he'll let you eat off of his own plate. Even before he's eaten.
ใปHe's the type of man to remind you to drink water, to be in the sunlight
ใปWhen you ask about it he says:
"I look after you, I always will."
๐ฌฬ๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปYou have a ridiculous amount of inside jokes
ใปYou two know what the other is thinking just by looking at one another
ใปAlways expects your surprise piggy back rides.
ใปArms out ready to hold you
ใปHelps you to dress every morning; buttoning up, slipping things over your head, tucking things etc
ใปWhen it's cold, he gives you his cloak no matter what. Even if he told you to bring something warm, he still gives his own to you.
ใปGifted you, your own horse, a beautiful white pony.
"She hasn't been named yet," he says while holding the reigns. His gloved hands stroking the animal's neck.
ใปTall and mightly, this man will fall to his feet if you asked
ใปAlways stands up when you walk in the room when there's people around.
ใปHolds his arm out, just in case you may need it.
ใปGlorfindel is a brilliant dancer, and in your chambers, he dances with you. Holding you close, as he hums a tune.
ใปHe is much, much taller than you are, so he has to bend down to give you a kiss
ใปSometimes he sets you on ledges so he doesnn't have bend over
"What do you think you are doing?" You ask him, crossing your arms in mock anger
"Trying to kiss you," his words are like a whisper, sending chills down your spine.
๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปWrites you little notes and hides them everywhere. From your cloak, to your pillow, or in your pants' pocket.
ใปHe smiles whenever he sees you, as if you've been gone for a long time. And yet, it's only been 10 minutes.
ใปFaramir loves when you lean on him. Especially when you're both standing, looking out over Gondor.
ใปHe'll wrap his arms around you and pull your back to his chest
ใปFaramir loves to stargaze, not many people know that
ใปBut he knows the best places to see the stars
ใปOn the very top, near the white tree, you two lay down on the stone pavement and see into the distance.
ใปIt's in those moments that you are able to tell each other anything.
ใปIt's where he said 'I love you,' for the first time and where he proposed
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ใปIs absolutely love-drunk. Always. Forever.
ใปTruly believes you two are soulmates (you are)
"Your smile is the most beautiful thing I have seen.""
ใปLikes to pick you up when he's bored. Carrying you bridal style wherever he wishes.
ใปYour relationship is literally two best friends in love
ใปYou tell each other everything, even the things that you have been sworn to secrecy.
ใปHis very soul seems to be tethered to yours and yours to his.
ใปHugs you from behind and lays his head on yours.
ใปLoves playing with your hands, kissing your palm, each of your fingers.
"If we weren't married, I would marry you."
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ใปHe remembers your favourite things
ใปYour favourite flowers (in vases around your shared chambers), your favourite food (made at least once a week by the cook), if you love books then he would build the biggest bookshelf
ใปIf you like being outdoors, then he would be right by your side
ใปYou are the light in his life, and you bring such warmth, that he fears losing you
ใปHe wakes up at night, after having a nightmare that you left, or were taken from him.
ใปBut then he finds you laying next to him and he starts to breathe again
ใปHe might not be great with words, but Elladan does everything he can to make you feel loved
ใปBecause if ever there was a time you didn't, then he would be devastated
ใปHe never thought anything of it, it's just what he does. He keeps you from harm. Even though you can handle yourself; Legolas wants you to be safe. Always. Forever.
ใปLegolas smiles at you, moving a piece of hair from your face
"It is my job, Meleth nรฎn."
ใปYou smile back at him, grabbing his hand and squeezing.
ใปHis nature soothes you, without even trying, he makes you feel safe.
ใปBecause Legolas is never too far from you, even if you don't notice. He's got an eye on you near-always.
ใปAnd if he cannot be there, then he will send a few other elves to keep you safe (travelling, visits in the forest/woods etc)
"I will always keep you from harm," he tells you one night. The fireplace warming your very bones. Or maybe it's his words that make you feel so.
๐จ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปThe night sky twinkles down at you both. The fire small yet burning strong.
ใปYou're sitting next to each other, hands entwined, glances stolen.
ใปIt wasn't something you planned on. But in that moment, it felt right.
ใปAnd as you tell him, Aragorn's body turns molten.
ใปHe takes your hand and kisses your palm, letting your words hang in the air.
ใปYou lock eyes. And at once you are soothed, keeping you at peace with only a look.
"You do not know how much that means to me," Aragorn whispers; voice low.
ใปA shiver runs down your spine
ใปGoosebumps erupt on your skin
ใปThis is what he does to you, and he knows it.
ใปWith a soft hand to your cheek, Aragorn slowly moves closer and then his lips meet your own.
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ใปYou were walking back from the feast, hand in hand. Bellies full from meat, vegetables and ale.
ใปEveryone was there, even the Hobbits, who were still dancing on a table with large mugs in each hand.
ใปYou turned a corner and it was quiet. Peaceful.
ใปThe candles were lit and sat against window sils, and in arrangements.
ใปYou didn't think about saying it but the words just came out.
ใปThe white walls and floors of Minas Tirith echoed your words: "you make me feel safe."
ใปBoromir stops instantly... His heart suddenly full. So full, it could overflow.
"I love you," he whispers, moving to cup your cheeks with his large hands.
ใปHe places a kiss on your lips and warmth runs through you.
ใปBoromir does everything in his power to keep you safe; and not just from attacks, but from the intimate worries and anxiety that one has in life.
ใปHe never thought he would end up with a partner, especially one who notices when he puts in effort...
๐ฌฬ๐๐๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปYou were alone with him in the stables. Everyone else was taking cover.
ใปBoth of you were trying to calm the horses because of the raging storm.
ใปYou cooed and whispered stories to the horses, letting them now that nothing was going to hurt them.
ใปWithin half an hour, every horse had settled. And the storm slowly passed.
ใปBut not before you had jumped from the fleeting thunder
ใปThat's when Eomer helped calm you too. You let him; knowing that he meant no jest.
ใปEomer had moved you onto his lap, clutching you close. Your head was tucked underneath his chin and he whispered things to you.
"You make me feel safe," you say with a smile. Your arms clutching his.
Rubbing your back, he says: "I will always protect you. No matter where you are or what you have done."
ใปBacks against a large tree-trunk, watching as animals hop, skip and jump by.
ใปIt isn't until Glorfindel spots a wolf that his demeanor changes
"What is wrong?" you ask, looking at his face for an answer
In the most gentlest voice, he says: "Be still. Do not move."
ใปYou stay like that for ten minutes until the wolf walks away.
ใปGlorfindel's hand lets go of your arm. And you move from being behind him.
"You know ... you make me feel safe."
ใปYou had both gotten up from where you were sat and his hands cupped your cheek. Moving the twigs and leafs from your hair.
"That means more than you know, Melmรซa," (beloved)
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ใปLying in bed together, candles burning on either side of your bedside tables
ใปIt's a quiet night. Both of you tired from the activities of the day.
ใปThe moon hangs high in the air, with stars so bright. You always leave the balcony open on warmer nights. Just to see the stars.
ใปFaramir doesn't mind. He loves what you love.
ใปAnd when you come and cuddle against his shoulder, you tell him:
"You make me feel safe."
ใปHis heartbeat speeds up, a blush blossoming on his cheeks.
"Well, I-I try to keep you safe. You're my life-" his words are bare and he is sensitive.
ใปYou pull him up from bed and lead him over to the balcony.
ใปYou wrap his arms around you and look up. The stars seem to gaze upon you as well.
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ใปHe was helping you gather some herbs from the garden when you heard a twig snap
ใปBoth of you stopped and waited. Expecting danger; Elrohir had been silently walking toward you, making sure nothing happened to you.
ใปWhen another twig snapped and out jumped a hare, you started to laugh, as did Elrohir. His hand dropped from his sword hilt and he gave a big belly laugh.
"Oh Elrohir...you do make me feel safe, no matter what the danger may be-"
ใปYou had tiptoed over and wrapped your arms around him. Your basket of herbs forgotten
"Oh Meldanya (my beloved), know that I would look after you no matter the danger."
๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โงหยฐ.
ใปIt had been a close call.
ใปAttacked by orcs while out riding
ใปWhen the threat had been slain, Elladan looked at you with blood splatter on his face
"Are you hurt?" He became frantic, looking you over, making sure you have no wounds.
"El, I'm fine!" You stand there, and take ahold of his hands. Bringing them up to your chest, you hold them against you.
"You don't just keep me safe, you make me feel safe-"
ใปHe shakes his head, and looks at you like you hung the moon.
ใปAt first, he tilts his head, lips parting like he might question it. But then he sees your expression; calm, trusting, maybe a little playful, and something in him softens.
โI can try,โ he says, voice rough around the edges, but warm.
โItโs beenโฆ a long time since Iโve braided anyoneโs hair.โ
ใปYou sit together near the fire. His sword is laid beside him, boots still dusty from the road.
ใปAnd yet, he treats the moment like it deserves stillness. Like your request has pulled him out of time.
ใปHis hands are calloused, weather-worn.
ใปYou can feel him being careful not to tug too hard.
ใปHe works in silence, brows furrowed in concentration.
ใปHis fingers move slower than Legolasโ, less sure than Faramirโs, but steadier than youโd expect.
ใปEvery now and then, he huffs out a breath that sounds like a quiet laugh.
โYou have too much hair for this to go unnoticed,โ he murmurs.
โThe braid will hold, but only just. It may rebel before the day is done.โ
ใปBut still, he continues.
ใปAnd when he finishes...itโs a bit uneven. Slightly lopsided with a few bits of hair hanging out.
ใปYet it was done with love and effort and the kind of care no one taught him
ใปHe rests a hand briefly at the base of your braid, like heโs grounding you. Or himself.
โThere. Youโre ready.โ
ใปAnd when he sits back, he doesnโt say anything else.
ใปBut throughout the day he watches you, making sure it holds, and if were to come loose, you can come back to him.
ใปHe'll braid it again. Every time.
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ใปHe blinks once, slow and surprised, then tilts his head, curious.
โIt would be my honor,โ he says, with the kind of sincerity that makes your chest tighten.
ใปLegolas doesnโt ask why. Doesnโt tease.
ใปHe treats the request with deep, quiet admiration. Almost as if you've asked him to perform an ancient rite...which you kinda have.
ใปHe steps behind you in complete silence.
ใปWith featherlight, gentle hands (you hardly feel them at first), he works. And he does it quite quickly.
ใปYou realise this isn't the first time he's braided hair before.
โEach braid has meaning,โ he murmurs.
โLength. Type. Tension. In my realm, we braid for protection. For remembrance. For love.โ
ใปYou go still. He doesnโt elaborate.
ใปAnd then he sings.
ใปIt's soft, in Elvish.
ใปAnd not one that you know. But it feels old. Comforting. Like wrapping your arms around a loved one you haven't seen in a while.
ใปWhen he finishes, he runs one finger gently along the braidโs edge
ใปAnd when you turn to look at him; eyes shining and heart full, he meets your gaze and adds, ever so softly:
โYou should ask me again sometime.โ
ใปBecause this wasnโt just a braid.
ใปIt was a memory.
ใปAnd he plans to make more of them with you.
๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๏ธ
ใปOh how he melts.
โIโve never been asked to do something like that...But I'll try.โ
ใปHe moves to sit behind you, shuffling so that his legs are around you.
ใปBoromir's hands are big, definitely too big for this, but he continues anyway.
ใปAs he gathers your hair, gently brushing it out of your face and into his palm, he mutters:
โYouโll have to forgive me if itโs not Elvish-perfect,โ he murmurs.
โWe werenโt taught much about braids in the White Tower.โ
ใปAnd then he grows quiet, thoughtful. This isnโt just a braid anymore. Itโs a way to show you affection...a part of him enjoys it.
ใปAlthough he is trying to make it perfect.
ใปAt the end, the braid is a little loose, a little uneven, but strong.
ใปWoven like a promise.
ใปHe secures it with a small leather tie from his own belongings; nothing special, but something his.
โThere. Done.โ
A pause.
โI hope itโs alright.โ
ใปYou turn to thank him, but heโs already looking away, trying not to smile.
ใปFingers twitching like he wants to touch your hair again but wonโt; unless you ask.
โIf it ever comes undone,โ he adds quietly, โyou know where to find me.โ
๐ฌฬ๐๐๐๐ ๐น
ใปHe thinks of it as a challenge...straight away.
โYou donโt think I can?โ
"Ugh! That's not what I meant?"
"What did you mean?"
"Just wanted someone to braid my hair, you ass."
ใปYou weren't even teasing him, but then it becomes a whole thing.
ใปHe kneels down behind you like a man preparing for war. Cracks his knuckles. Rolls his shoulders. And in turn, you roll your eyes.
ใปWhen he actually starts, there's a shift. The bravado eases and he becomes focused.
ใปHis rough fingers, to your surprise, are steady.
ใปAnd you can feel the care as well...and feel, a protective energy.
ใปLike if anyone tried to touch your braid he'd punch them.
ใปWhen heโs done? He absolutely beams. And before getting up, he tugs the end playfully, then stands back with his arms crossed.
"There. Just got your hair braided by a Third Marshal...that's got to be worth something."
ใปIf someone compliments it later, he absolutely puffs up with pride (but plays it off like it was no big deal)
โLooks good doesn't it. I did it. She asked me. Only right I made sure it was done proper.โ
ใปAnd although Eomer doesnโt say it out loud, in his mind he promises something wolfish and loyal:
No one touches what Iโve claimed with my hands.
๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐พ
ใปAt first, he blinksโslow and surprised, like he thinks he misheard you.
โYou would trust me with something so personal?โ
ใปHe isn't teasing. No, Faramir is genuinely honoured.
ใปBecause he's the kind of man who sees tenderness as something rare and doesnโt take it lightly.
ใปYou sit between his knees, and he treats your hair like something sacred.
ใปThe word 'gentle' repeats in his head over and over.
ใปHis hands are warm as he gathers your hair from your shoulders
ใปHis fingers accidentally touch the bareness of your neck and goosebumps erupt.
ใปYou go red; luckily he can't see your face.
ใปFaramir barely speaks, only jums softly under his breath; something old, maybe a lullaby he remembers from his mother.
ใปEvery now and then he asks, in a light voice:
โDoes this feel alright?โ
โToo tight?โ
โShall I start again?โ
ใปOnce he's done, (he took his time on purpose), he wraps the end with a small ribbon.
One you didn't know he'd been keeping. As he ties it, it's as if he's sealing a promise.
ใปFor a moment longer than they need to, his fingers linger.
โThere. Youโre ready to meet kings and storms alike.โ
ใปAnd if you could see his face, you would notice a faint flush on his cheeks
ใปLike he's been given something sacred...and he hopes you'll ask him again tomorrow.
๐ฎ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ช
ใปHis first reaction is a slight chuckle, partially amused.
โMy dear, it has been centuries since I was asked for that favor.โ
ใปHe takes a seat and motions for you to sit in front of him. Your legs are crossed on the floor, and your hands are fidgeting in your lap.
ใปYou can feel his long, elegant fingers begin to pick up hair. A slight shiver runs down your spine at the image of it.
ใปAt first he murmurs, in a language you do not know. But his voice is peaceful, and you can hear the chirping of night bugs.
ใปHe knows exactly what he's doing. Youโd expect an old wizard to fumble, but Gandalfโs hands are steady
ใปIt takes a while, but the murmurs turn into little humming and you cannot help but smile.
ใปThe braid is meticulous, elegant, maybe a little too perfect.
ใปYou end up with something that feels sacred, like it should be worn into battle or a coronation.
ใปAfter he's done, he gives a small hum of approval. In a wistful voice he says:
โSo the wind will not catch your thoughts and carry them away.โ
ใปAnd then he lights his pipe, looks off toward the horizon, and pretends it was no big deal.
ใป...But for the rest of the journey, he walks a little closer to you.
[ Lord of the Rings Masterlist ]
Summary: A certain ranger has been a little desperate for you all day~
Word count: 1.74k
Content warning (MDNI): explicit sexual content, outdoor sex/semi-public setting, vaginal fingering, oral sex (male receiving), hand job, cum swallowing, hair pulling (light), rough kissing with tongue, neck kisses, size kink (implied), softdom!aragorn with a hint of switch!aragorn, very mild overstimulation, swearing
You gasp in shock when you suddenly feel the harsh bark of the tree against your back. Aragorn's face buried into your neck to assault the soft skin with open-mouthed kisses. His heavy breath was hot against you.
"Aragorn~" you breathed out, pushing back on him slightly so you could see his face. He had a darkened look in his blue eyes that screamed hunger. "What are you doing? The others aren't too far away; they might see us."
"Let them," he growls whilst pushing his hips further against yours. You felt his hardened length against your thigh, making you swallow nervously.
He towered over you, basically enveloping your body with his. "I care not. Iโve fought the urge to touch you all dayโฆ Just say, and I am yours... here, now."
The neediness in his voice made your knees weak. How could you ever say no to this man? You simply couldn't. After a short moment, you answer him by sliding your hand down his broad chest and towards his hard-on.
He kisses you hard, not wasting any time. He forces his tongue inside your warm mouth and explores, letting out a little growl against you when your grip on his dark locks. He pulls back to whisper, "Look at what you do to me. I burn with the wanting of you."
You groan against his mouth as he presses his lips back onto yours. His rough hands cup your face so gently yet so assertively, rubbing his thumbs across your cheeks as he ravishes you. All the while, his knee starts to nudge between your thighs to force your legs apart slightly. You willingly comply.
He shyly fumbles with the knot of your pants as a way of asking permission from you. With an approved sound from you, he pulls back from your lips, and he gets to work untying it, making sure he is swift in his movements.
But suddenly, a snap of a twig nearby made you freeze. Aragorn didn't seem to hear it as he continued leaving lingering kisses along your exposed collarbones. "Wait, Aragorn," you warn him while staring in the direction from which the noise came. "Yes, my love?" he huffs out.
You don't seem to spot anyone, but that doesn't lessen your worries about you two being exposed. "Aragorn, I don't know about this," you say worringly.
He stays silent for a second, in thought. "Shall we go farther into the woods? I would have you away from watchful eyes," he asked while brushing your face with the back of his hand. You nod.
He grips your hand and pulls you along with him. It wasn't long before you two came to a quiet stream. It was a hidden area, with the tall trees offering a nice umbrella of leaves above you and the light noises of the stream acting as a nice cover for any noises that you might let out (or so Aragorn thought).
It's not long before you're sitting up against a tree with his black cloak beneath you for comfort while he slips his hand into the front of your breeches eagerly. He slips a hand behind your back and helps you lie down so he can reach your core better.
You suck in a sharp breath when you feel his calloused finger against your bud. Your begin to breathe heavily as he dips down further to gather some of your arousal for lubrication before circling your clit. He enjoys your little reactions, smirking to himself.
"Does this please you?" he exhaled into your ear, making you shiver. "Oh... god, Aragorn... please don't stop." You choke. He gives a little kiss to the shell of your ear before stopping his assault on your clit and pushes a slow finger inside of you.
The pace he sets is fast. He continues to lean over you, face above yours, so he can watch as your face contorts into pleasure from his touches. Oh, how he couldn't get enough. His hardened cock starts to ache in his pants the more he listens to your little moans. He wanted to be inside of you so bad, he was desperate for it. His dick throbbed from the thought, but he didn't think this was the best place to claim you how he wanted. He'd rather you have your fun now, and he'll save the chance to devour you properly when you next come across an inn with a spare room.
As he pushes more fingers inside of you and quickens his pace, you slowly start to feel a familiar pressure in your lower abdomen. He notices the change in your breathing and readjusts his position so he has a better angle to reach further inside you. With a slight upwards curl of his fingers and his thumb rubbing circles on your clit, you nearly see stars.
A loud, choked moan erupts from your throat, but he quickly covers your mouth with his free hand and chuckles at you. "Quiet now, loveโฆ You donโt want the whole camp hearing how easily I ruin you, do you?"
You try to playfully kick him in return for his teasing, but he pins your leg down with his own. Probably for your own good anyway, considering how much it was quivering under his touch.
It doesn't take long for the pressure in your stomach to become overwhelming. Aragorn keeps his hand pressed harshly to your mouth, not taking any chances. You finally unravel beneath him, grinding against his fingers inside you to ride out your high as he continues to circle your bud until you wiggling away from his hand, feeling uncomfortable from the overstimulation.
He pulls his hand away from your soaked core with his fingers now drenched in your cum. You watch as he brings them to his mouth and sucks on them until their clean.
"You're a menace," you laugh out as you run a hand through his hair. "This couldn't wait another few days before we reach Lothlorien?"
He gives you a sly look. "Do not pretend, love, how you cried my name like a prayer moments ago," he smirks as he adjusts your pants. His movements cause you to grow confused.
"But-" "Not here, love, just as you said, I'll take you properly when we arrive in Lothlorien." You blush at his implication and tie the knot of your slacks. "But still, I find myself aching for you. If you'd be so kind," he mumbles out, becoming a little bashful all of a sudden.
You glance down and see the tent in his black pants that his hard-on has caused. Without much convincing needed, you press your palm against it, causing his breath to hitch and his hand to grab your arm out of shock at how sensitive he'd become.
You guys move to a more comfortable position for both of you, with Aragorn's back against the tree and you kneeling before him, lingering above the bulge in his pants, which drives him a little insane for a second.
"You don't have to use your lips, darling," he states as you look up at him. "Your handsโฆ they are more than enough. You undo me with just your touch."
"What if I want to?" You tease, leaning up and nuzzling his cheek with your nose. He chuckles at your eagerness to please. "I will not stop you... Not when you look at me like that." He nearly growls against you.
You pull back and slip your hand into his pants to pull them down, just enough to release his hard length.
You start to gather spit in your mouth while stroking him, which causes soft little breaths to escape him. You let the spit roll from your lips and onto his length before using your hand to lube him. He lightly lifts his head back against the tree, enjoying your touch. He felt as if it had been forever since your mouth was on him, and by god, did he miss it.
While making sure he was lathered, you leaned up and planted a wet kiss onto his lips, making him hum in contentment. After exploring his mouth with your tongue and leaving a few lingering kisses along his jawline and beard, you bow your head and take his length into your mouth.
He has to suppress his noise by biting his tongue as it suddenly leapt up his throat from you taking in his entire dick. He immediately grabs the back of your head with one hand, grabbing a fistful of your hair for support.
You start to move up and down, stroking what you couldn't fit into your warm mouth with your hand. His legs moved beside either side of your head, showing how you were affecting him.
"Ah~ meleth-nin... you're too good to me," he breathes out with a crack in his voice. You hum around him in acknowledgement, making his eyes roll from the vibrations around his cock.
He moved both hands to your head, trying so hard to be gentle but wanting nothing more than to thrust roughly into the warmth of your mouth. But he holds his composure (like the good boy he is).
"Beloved~... I think... I can't hold back much longer." You quicken your pace at his words, and before long, his grip on your hair tightens, he grits his teeth, and he finishes inside your mouth.
You drink every bit of him, swallowing him deep in your throat to prolong his high. After a few lazy thrusts, chasing his orgasm, you pull off of his cock and look up at him. He's puffed, panting above you and gives you a lazy smile while putting a strand of hair behind your ear.
"You're so divine," he lets out. "I can never get enough of you."
You both decide to rinse off in the stream nearby, not feeling like walking back to camp with sticky crotches and wet hands. After a bit of fooling around (with Aragorn becoming a little excited again after seeing you naked in the stream and you having to pry him off of you), you both dress yourselves and slowly make your way back in the direction of camp to find the others.
You silently pray that they have no inclination about what you snuck off to do with the ranger. But, heaven forbid, you were looking forward to arriving in Lothlorien.
AN: this is my first proper smut I've ever written omggg I hope it's okay
I am meaning to post a masterlist with all my stuff because they're starting to pile up, hopefully will get around to doing that soon <3
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