The Shy Marchwarden
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Adult +
Chapters:
1
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890
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1
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The Shy Marchwarden
Title: The Shy Marchwarden
Author: Janalynn27
Type: Double-Drabble
Pairing: Rúmil/Lindir
Beta: Me, Myself, and I
Warnings: Slash
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made.
Summary: For the lotrallslash yahoo group Daily Drabble: April 12: prompt: ‘Shy’ Rúmil watches Lindir from afar.
Author's Note: None
Lindir sat with his fellow minstrels in the Hall of Fire, laughing and talking as they took a break from playing. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed one of the Galadhrim looking towards their group. When he turned, Lindir’s gaze locked with Rúmil’s before the warrior quickly turned and headed out to the balcony.
Lindir smiled, this was not the first time he had caught the Marchwarden staring at him since his arrival in Imladris. Knowing that Rúmil was shy, he decided that he would make the first move. So, after bidding farewell to his friends, Lindir quietly made his way out onto the balcony. Creeping up behind the silver-haired ellon (m. elf), Lindir wrapped his arms around Rúmil’s waist and whispered in a delicately pointed ear, “There is no need to be shy Rúmil.”
The Marchwarden shuddered at the feeling of the minstrel’s body pressed up against his and the hot breath that teased his ear. Taking a deep breath, he turned around and gasped as his mouth was plundered. When finally Lindir pulled back, Rúmil could not stop himself from saying, “By Elbereth you taste sweet.”
Lindir chuckled, “No sweeter than you my dear Marchwarden.”
The End
Author: Janalynn27
Type: Double-Drabble
Pairing: Rúmil/Lindir
Beta: Me, Myself, and I
Warnings: Slash
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made.
Summary: For the lotrallslash yahoo group Daily Drabble: April 12: prompt: ‘Shy’ Rúmil watches Lindir from afar.
Author's Note: None
Lindir sat with his fellow minstrels in the Hall of Fire, laughing and talking as they took a break from playing. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed one of the Galadhrim looking towards their group. When he turned, Lindir’s gaze locked with Rúmil’s before the warrior quickly turned and headed out to the balcony.
Lindir smiled, this was not the first time he had caught the Marchwarden staring at him since his arrival in Imladris. Knowing that Rúmil was shy, he decided that he would make the first move. So, after bidding farewell to his friends, Lindir quietly made his way out onto the balcony. Creeping up behind the silver-haired ellon (m. elf), Lindir wrapped his arms around Rúmil’s waist and whispered in a delicately pointed ear, “There is no need to be shy Rúmil.”
The Marchwarden shuddered at the feeling of the minstrel’s body pressed up against his and the hot breath that teased his ear. Taking a deep breath, he turned around and gasped as his mouth was plundered. When finally Lindir pulled back, Rúmil could not stop himself from saying, “By Elbereth you taste sweet.”
Lindir chuckled, “No sweeter than you my dear Marchwarden.”
The End