To Save Boromir
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
976
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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To Save Boromir
Title: To save Boromir
Author: Lorelei
Rating: NC-17 (to be sure); AU
Cast: LotR people, OC
Summary: Elanor gets her wish accomplished: to try to save Boromir. Would she success?
Disclaimer: I own only Elanor, the others belongs to Tolkien.
A/N: my very first fic ever, so be kind, please. And English is not my mother language, so forgive my mistakes.
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Elanor was tired. Tired, tired, tired. Halloween and Emergency is not a good mix. But right now, her shift is over, and although she's overly tired, she knows that she wouldn't be able to sleep. She went to her flat, take a shower, pick Frodo and a book, and go to the park. To her favourite spot near the river, where Frodo can run without people complaining. And here they are. She sat down and began to read. Her most hated part: the passing of Boromir. Since the first time she read the book, she felt love for Boromir. And now, with the film, and the marvelous portrait that Sean Bean does of him, she felt more and more sad every time she reads that passage or sees the movie. And musing about this, she fell asleep.
Elanor awoke with a start. It's almost dark, and Frodo is nowhere in sight, so she began to wistle and call aloud. But she cannot find him. There were people coming. Two adults and three children, still on costume. "Excuse me, have you see a black dog? It has a white circle in its left eye, and..." She shut up. The people's costume was that of three hobbits, Aragorn (and he looks very alike to Viggo Mortensen) and an Elf. A very, very handsome Elf. Tall, broad shoulders, gold hair and the deepest blue eyes she's ever seen. Her mouth went dry, and her inner parts very wet 'It's too many time since the last time I get laid'. She shook her head and try to ask again, but the Aragorn lookalike stops her. "Who are you and what are you doing alone and disarmed in the wild, boy?" "Boy? Are you drunk? You seem to much inside your costume, don't you?" "I think it would be better if we took him with us to Rivend Ara Aragorn" The Elf has a deep voice, that shook her to the core, but then she realized what he just had said "Rivendell? Oh, good, you're roleplaying, don't you? And stop talking to me like I'm a man. I'm not that ugly, you know?" "Well, I don't know what you were the last time you checked, but you seems very manly to me", one of the children says, and she realizes that they mask were very well done. "At least, the bulge in your pants seems manly to me" another of the children says. "What???" Elanor looks down, and she froze. She have no breasts, and DO have a bulge, a very hard bulge between his legs. She ran to the river, and look at her reflection on the river. Her face was the same, but with a few more angles, more....manly, and her hair was longer. "It's a nightmare, tell me that it's a nightmare". "I think we are vrealreal, little one" the Elf said. And everything went black.
Author: Lorelei
Rating: NC-17 (to be sure); AU
Cast: LotR people, OC
Summary: Elanor gets her wish accomplished: to try to save Boromir. Would she success?
Disclaimer: I own only Elanor, the others belongs to Tolkien.
A/N: my very first fic ever, so be kind, please. And English is not my mother language, so forgive my mistakes.
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Elanor was tired. Tired, tired, tired. Halloween and Emergency is not a good mix. But right now, her shift is over, and although she's overly tired, she knows that she wouldn't be able to sleep. She went to her flat, take a shower, pick Frodo and a book, and go to the park. To her favourite spot near the river, where Frodo can run without people complaining. And here they are. She sat down and began to read. Her most hated part: the passing of Boromir. Since the first time she read the book, she felt love for Boromir. And now, with the film, and the marvelous portrait that Sean Bean does of him, she felt more and more sad every time she reads that passage or sees the movie. And musing about this, she fell asleep.
Elanor awoke with a start. It's almost dark, and Frodo is nowhere in sight, so she began to wistle and call aloud. But she cannot find him. There were people coming. Two adults and three children, still on costume. "Excuse me, have you see a black dog? It has a white circle in its left eye, and..." She shut up. The people's costume was that of three hobbits, Aragorn (and he looks very alike to Viggo Mortensen) and an Elf. A very, very handsome Elf. Tall, broad shoulders, gold hair and the deepest blue eyes she's ever seen. Her mouth went dry, and her inner parts very wet 'It's too many time since the last time I get laid'. She shook her head and try to ask again, but the Aragorn lookalike stops her. "Who are you and what are you doing alone and disarmed in the wild, boy?" "Boy? Are you drunk? You seem to much inside your costume, don't you?" "I think it would be better if we took him with us to Rivend Ara Aragorn" The Elf has a deep voice, that shook her to the core, but then she realized what he just had said "Rivendell? Oh, good, you're roleplaying, don't you? And stop talking to me like I'm a man. I'm not that ugly, you know?" "Well, I don't know what you were the last time you checked, but you seems very manly to me", one of the children says, and she realizes that they mask were very well done. "At least, the bulge in your pants seems manly to me" another of the children says. "What???" Elanor looks down, and she froze. She have no breasts, and DO have a bulge, a very hard bulge between his legs. She ran to the river, and look at her reflection on the river. Her face was the same, but with a few more angles, more....manly, and her hair was longer. "It's a nightmare, tell me that it's a nightmare". "I think we are vrealreal, little one" the Elf said. And everything went black.