The Avid Pupil
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Adult +
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866
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Avid Pupil
… written for LiveJournal’s 50passages challenge.
Title: The Avid Pupil
Fandom: J.R.R. Tolkien – The Peredhil
Characters: Elrohir / Faramir
Prompt: # 031 (“But oft the unbidden guest proves the best company.”)
Word Count: 118
Ratings: R
Summary: The wise-man’s observations may yet be founded… here is a corroborating vignette.
Disclaimers: Tolkien is the consummate artist and Middle Earth is his chef d’oeuvre. I hold his work in highest regard and as such would not presume to unlawfully use his literary creations for profit. I am only borrowing from his imagination… for the pleasure of expounding on his already established genius.
Author’s notes: Sequel to “Prophetic Musings”. Accompanying piece to “The Surreptitious Lover”.
Minas Tirith, Year 3011, Third Age
He came to me. In the still of the night, silent as shadow. A tantalizing silhouette, he casually basked in Ithil’s silver glow. I was transfixed.
Then, a pointed glance, a subtle disrobing and he loomed before me –in all his naked glory.
Teach me. I did not pretend to misconstrue his meaning. Long had I yearned for such a bidding.
I would know your touch. He would erase the memories of another’s. And I would help him forget.
Travel-weary, I had hoped for undisturbed sleep. But oft the unbidden guest proves the best company. His bold willingness fuelled my ardour. I endeavoured to not disappoint.
That night, he knew my touch.
Title: The Avid Pupil
Fandom: J.R.R. Tolkien – The Peredhil
Characters: Elrohir / Faramir
Prompt: # 031 (“But oft the unbidden guest proves the best company.”)
Word Count: 118
Ratings: R
Summary: The wise-man’s observations may yet be founded… here is a corroborating vignette.
Disclaimers: Tolkien is the consummate artist and Middle Earth is his chef d’oeuvre. I hold his work in highest regard and as such would not presume to unlawfully use his literary creations for profit. I am only borrowing from his imagination… for the pleasure of expounding on his already established genius.
Author’s notes: Sequel to “Prophetic Musings”. Accompanying piece to “The Surreptitious Lover”.
Minas Tirith, Year 3011, Third Age
He came to me. In the still of the night, silent as shadow. A tantalizing silhouette, he casually basked in Ithil’s silver glow. I was transfixed.
Then, a pointed glance, a subtle disrobing and he loomed before me –in all his naked glory.
Teach me. I did not pretend to misconstrue his meaning. Long had I yearned for such a bidding.
I would know your touch. He would erase the memories of another’s. And I would help him forget.
Travel-weary, I had hoped for undisturbed sleep. But oft the unbidden guest proves the best company. His bold willingness fuelled my ardour. I endeavoured to not disappoint.
That night, he knew my touch.