Sigilion's Story
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
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Chapter 2
Title: Sigilion's Story chapter 2
Type: FPS
Author: Lady Mírfain (ladymirfain@earthlink.net)
Rating: NC-17 (in later chapters, I think. G for now)
Pairing: OMC/OMC
Disclaimer: The characters you recognize belong to Tolkien. I am just borrowing them to play with. I promise to return them with smiles on their faces.
Beta: Tuxedo Elf
Notes: This is the story of one of my OMC's. It comes mainly from role play situations. I own Sigilion and Faerfaen. Tuxedo Elf owns Carthôlion and Andernilion. Punisher8209 owns punisher. The Magic Rat and Master Erestor own Mistress Mauburz. Other characters will be listed as they appear.
Summary: Sigilion tells his story
Chapter 2
I will never forget the day that my heart overcame my head. I had entered Mistress Mauburz's shop to find Carthôlion asleep. Without a thought, I stooped and placed a kiss on his lips. He did not awaken. It was Faerfaen's giggling and my tickling which brought him from reverie and when she told him I had kissed him, I felt as though I would die. Surely he would turn me away. I felt sure that my doom approached, and awaited the killing stroke. When he asked me to repeat the kiss now that he was awake, my heart almost stopped beating. All I could do was stare until suddenly, his words registered. "What did you say?" I asked.
Carthôlion repeated his words, "I said that as I slept through the first one, maybe you should try again?"
I looked into his eyes and saw the sincerity of his words. Sitting next to him, I gathered him in my arms and kissed him again. To my wonderment, he kissed me back. In addition, not just any kiss. He returned my kiss with as much passion as I had poured into mine. When the kiss broke, we were both gasping and panting. I sat fanning myself, chuckling at the elfling, who had been giggling so much that she had developed the hiccups. When Carthôlion mentioned that she needed a glass of water, I jumped up and fetched her one, smiling as he helped her drink it and laughing at the surprise on her face when her hiccups ended. Carthôlion thanked me and I responded, "No thanks are needed," blushing profusely. His response to me had us both turn beet red, for he said he was not thanking me for the water.
I then had a dilemma at hand. I prepared to sit back down, yet I did not know where to sit. I had never dared to seat myself next to Carthôlion. That spot had always seemed to be reserved for the other, and I was still unsure as to where this was going. Dithering, I looked longingly at the spot next to Carthôlion, yet turned to go and sit elsewhere. When he asked me to sit, patting the spot next to him, my heart leapt in my breast, yet my mind screamed at me to be careful. My heart won the battle. I once again thanked Carthôlion and he told me “anytime”, which awoke in me a wicked sense of humor - I could do nothing but kiss him again, passionately.
Carthôlion sighed into the kiss and when it was over, I tried to get my breathing back to normal. However, my struggle was in vain for Carthôlion grabbed me and kissed me once again. My heart stopped, as this was the first time anyone had ever voluntarily kissed me. Always in the past, I had asked to be kissed.
When Carthôlion held out his arms to Faerfaen and she came and crawled into his lap, I thought the evening was over. I fully expected him to ask me to move; yet this did not happen. Not only did Carthôlion not ask; he leaned into my embrace, making me realize that I may have finally found a family at last. Faerfaen slipped into reverie and I reached out to stroke her wild, glorious red curls. The softness of her hair was like silk. When Carthôlion sighed with contentment, I felt that maybe, just maybe, this time was for real.
Punisher entered the shop and I will be eternally grateful for what he did next. Asking Carthôlion's permission, Punisher gently gathered the sleeping elfling and sat cuddling her. Carthôlion's comment that she had ensnared another caused me to chuckle quietly. I was more than content to sit here with him in my arms. I once again kissed the beautiful elf at my side then pulled him even closer, pleased that my kiss was returned.
When the time came to retire for the night, we let Punisher return Faerfaen to her aunt and I gently carried Carthôlion back to his home, ignoring his protests. He felt perfect in my arms and my heart overflowed. I knew I was lost.
Type: FPS
Author: Lady Mírfain (ladymirfain@earthlink.net)
Rating: NC-17 (in later chapters, I think. G for now)
Pairing: OMC/OMC
Disclaimer: The characters you recognize belong to Tolkien. I am just borrowing them to play with. I promise to return them with smiles on their faces.
Beta: Tuxedo Elf
Notes: This is the story of one of my OMC's. It comes mainly from role play situations. I own Sigilion and Faerfaen. Tuxedo Elf owns Carthôlion and Andernilion. Punisher8209 owns punisher. The Magic Rat and Master Erestor own Mistress Mauburz. Other characters will be listed as they appear.
Summary: Sigilion tells his story
Chapter 2
I will never forget the day that my heart overcame my head. I had entered Mistress Mauburz's shop to find Carthôlion asleep. Without a thought, I stooped and placed a kiss on his lips. He did not awaken. It was Faerfaen's giggling and my tickling which brought him from reverie and when she told him I had kissed him, I felt as though I would die. Surely he would turn me away. I felt sure that my doom approached, and awaited the killing stroke. When he asked me to repeat the kiss now that he was awake, my heart almost stopped beating. All I could do was stare until suddenly, his words registered. "What did you say?" I asked.
Carthôlion repeated his words, "I said that as I slept through the first one, maybe you should try again?"
I looked into his eyes and saw the sincerity of his words. Sitting next to him, I gathered him in my arms and kissed him again. To my wonderment, he kissed me back. In addition, not just any kiss. He returned my kiss with as much passion as I had poured into mine. When the kiss broke, we were both gasping and panting. I sat fanning myself, chuckling at the elfling, who had been giggling so much that she had developed the hiccups. When Carthôlion mentioned that she needed a glass of water, I jumped up and fetched her one, smiling as he helped her drink it and laughing at the surprise on her face when her hiccups ended. Carthôlion thanked me and I responded, "No thanks are needed," blushing profusely. His response to me had us both turn beet red, for he said he was not thanking me for the water.
I then had a dilemma at hand. I prepared to sit back down, yet I did not know where to sit. I had never dared to seat myself next to Carthôlion. That spot had always seemed to be reserved for the other, and I was still unsure as to where this was going. Dithering, I looked longingly at the spot next to Carthôlion, yet turned to go and sit elsewhere. When he asked me to sit, patting the spot next to him, my heart leapt in my breast, yet my mind screamed at me to be careful. My heart won the battle. I once again thanked Carthôlion and he told me “anytime”, which awoke in me a wicked sense of humor - I could do nothing but kiss him again, passionately.
Carthôlion sighed into the kiss and when it was over, I tried to get my breathing back to normal. However, my struggle was in vain for Carthôlion grabbed me and kissed me once again. My heart stopped, as this was the first time anyone had ever voluntarily kissed me. Always in the past, I had asked to be kissed.
When Carthôlion held out his arms to Faerfaen and she came and crawled into his lap, I thought the evening was over. I fully expected him to ask me to move; yet this did not happen. Not only did Carthôlion not ask; he leaned into my embrace, making me realize that I may have finally found a family at last. Faerfaen slipped into reverie and I reached out to stroke her wild, glorious red curls. The softness of her hair was like silk. When Carthôlion sighed with contentment, I felt that maybe, just maybe, this time was for real.
Punisher entered the shop and I will be eternally grateful for what he did next. Asking Carthôlion's permission, Punisher gently gathered the sleeping elfling and sat cuddling her. Carthôlion's comment that she had ensnared another caused me to chuckle quietly. I was more than content to sit here with him in my arms. I once again kissed the beautiful elf at my side then pulled him even closer, pleased that my kiss was returned.
When the time came to retire for the night, we let Punisher return Faerfaen to her aunt and I gently carried Carthôlion back to his home, ignoring his protests. He felt perfect in my arms and my heart overflowed. I knew I was lost.