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eachdraidhean) wrote2005-10-11 11:23 pm
eachdraidhean) wrote2005-10-11 11:23 pm
Craving
Title: Craving
Fandom: LOTR
Pairing: Théodred/Éomer
Rating: R
Summary: Théo is missing his lover
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine, just borrowing them for a while.
Notes: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
seleneheart, whose muse drives mine to distraction :)
Sleep eludes me.
The longer we are apart, the harder it is to rest without my body wrapped around his. Memories become vivid dreams … his scent surrounds me, the taste of his sweat on my tongue intoixicates me, the brush of his hair on my skin makes every inch of it ache for the touch of his hands …
And I wake without him.
Again.
With a groan I roll onto my back and watch the dying firelight dancing on the ceiling.
Dark desire pools inside me, hot and writhing and relentless and when I close my eyes I see him, lying on the furs on my bed, hands bound tight over his head, his body taut as a bow string ready to snap, muscles trembling under my fingers, body convulsing around me as I take him, claim him …
With a loud sigh I turn over to lie on my belly, pummelling my pillow mercilessly, and flop down burying my face in it.
Only now I can feel his hands on me, running down my spine, lingering on the spot he knows makes me writhe. My cock throbs against fur at the memory of his breath on my neck, at the way his slick fingers enter me and his hands close around my wrists as he slides into me with one long stroke and I arch and moan beneath him …
Memories, desires and fantasies mingle and merge as my hips move as if he were inside me, the friction giving me the release I crave, pumping from me in waves and spasms, his name on my lips.
“Éomer …”
But he is not here.
I have never let my guard down with anyone else, never given my heart to another and now that I have, I … I miss him when we are apart. When we fall asleep in each other’s arms, I find a peace I have not known before.
The damp patch beneath me is becoming uncomfortable so I move, cleaning myself up before pulling the furs and quilt around me and snuggling into them, finally sinking towards sleep, knowing where my dreams will take me …
Fandom: LOTR
Pairing: Théodred/Éomer
Rating: R
Summary: Théo is missing his lover
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine, just borrowing them for a while.
Notes: For
seleneheart, whose muse drives mine to distraction :)Sleep eludes me.
The longer we are apart, the harder it is to rest without my body wrapped around his. Memories become vivid dreams … his scent surrounds me, the taste of his sweat on my tongue intoixicates me, the brush of his hair on my skin makes every inch of it ache for the touch of his hands …
And I wake without him.
Again.
With a groan I roll onto my back and watch the dying firelight dancing on the ceiling.
Dark desire pools inside me, hot and writhing and relentless and when I close my eyes I see him, lying on the furs on my bed, hands bound tight over his head, his body taut as a bow string ready to snap, muscles trembling under my fingers, body convulsing around me as I take him, claim him …
With a loud sigh I turn over to lie on my belly, pummelling my pillow mercilessly, and flop down burying my face in it.
Only now I can feel his hands on me, running down my spine, lingering on the spot he knows makes me writhe. My cock throbs against fur at the memory of his breath on my neck, at the way his slick fingers enter me and his hands close around my wrists as he slides into me with one long stroke and I arch and moan beneath him …
Memories, desires and fantasies mingle and merge as my hips move as if he were inside me, the friction giving me the release I crave, pumping from me in waves and spasms, his name on my lips.
“Éomer …”
But he is not here.
I have never let my guard down with anyone else, never given my heart to another and now that I have, I … I miss him when we are apart. When we fall asleep in each other’s arms, I find a peace I have not known before.
The damp patch beneath me is becoming uncomfortable so I move, cleaning myself up before pulling the furs and quilt around me and snuggling into them, finally sinking towards sleep, knowing where my dreams will take me …
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YAY! No longer muffinless are we!
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Yes, I have returned!! Yay!!