Deanna (sweetsorcery) wrote in lotr100, @ 2008-01-06 17:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: sweetsorcery, character: boromir, character: faramir, genre: slash, pairing: boromir/faramir, rating: pg, rating: r |
Boromir/Faramir, multiple
Author: Deanna
Pairing/Characters: Boromir/Faramir
Notes: written for my 50_drabbles prompt table for this pairing
Disclaimer: J.R.R. Tolkien and his heirs, as well as New Line Cinema and other parties, own all that is "Lord of the Rings". No money is made, and no rights are claimed, by the author of this drabble.
BOOKS
Boromir hates Faramir's books.
When Faramir is engrossed in them, he sees only the words on the page, and Boromir feels he might as well not exist. One day, he tells him this.
Faramir's smile is strangely happy. "Why do you not read to me, Boromir?"
Boromir feels oddly shy at first, but soon he is reading to Faramir every day - histories, legends, heroic tales... the poetry of love.
And Faramir listens with rapt attention, gaze fixed on Boromir's lips except to coyly meet his brother's eyes whenever a page is turned.
Boromir soon comes to love Faramir's books.
CONFUSED
Faramir cannot say when it began, but he can no longer look at his brother without blushing. He cannot speak to him without stammering or touch him without growing hot and shivery, his pulse beating like a drum. He would ask Boromir's advice but dares not.
Confusion has him acting so oddly that, at last, Boromir confronts him. "What ails you, little brother?"
"I know not," Faramir admits with a sigh, but then he gazes at Boromir as one might at a single star in the darkest night.
Boromir smiles. "I see." And when he kisses him, Faramir does too.
LOVE LETTERS
A 'B' is traced between Faramir's brows by a tender finger. When he smiles, an 'O' gently encircles his mouth. Averting his face, laughing, the 'R' lands on the side of his neck. His laughter turns into a sigh of pleasure when the next 'O' is traced around his ear. A letter 'M' marked lovingly in the centre of his chest comes with a whisper of "Mine." And by the time an 'I' runs in a long line down from his heart to the tip of his cock, Faramir is too breathless to ask where his last letter will go.