LotR smut drabbles

Sam had gone through shock, dizziness, confusion, elation, and bliss, and floated in the indescribable aftermath, somewhere on the brink of laughter or madness.

Merry had once called it "getting Pippined".

Now, half-dressed as he was on the back of the toolshed, wrapped in Pippin, he asked, 'Why me?'

'Because,' Pippin said, which is not really replying at all, and kissed him deep instead, fingers teasing their way up his thigh again. Later, Sam made Pippin squeak, and they both laughed, heady and mad, and continued, again, breath caught, released, breathed in again, tasting sweat-salt, bitter white traces, and stars.