Chapter Summary: Prompt from silversong79: I was wondering if you could possibly write something with Boromir, where he teaches the reader how to sword-fight (just basic stuff I guess) and they end up kissing at the end?
"Hold it higher. If you don't, I can come in from this angle and gut you before you have time to stop me. Do you understand?"
You nodded, muscles burning as you hefted the sword into the instructed position. It felt awkward and forced but the others told you that would change with time and endurance. You were still new enough to sword-fighting that everything felt heavy and strange.
Boromir's grey eyes quickly assessed your new stance and nodded in satisfaction. Boromir was no means a cruel teacher but he was strict and gave praise sparingly, which made every nod or good word worth the pain. "Like that. Now, try coming at me again." He hefted his own sword, a broad one meant to be wielded with two hands, and dropped into a defensive stance.
You swung at him again, the blade swinging neatly through the air as it came flying at Boromir. His blade met yours easily and the impact sent jarring shockwaves down your arm, something Boromir assured that you would eventually grow used to. Using his strength, he shoved you back, trying to throw you off balance and leave you open for attack. Gritting your teeth, you quickly moved back like he taught you and swung around to hit him again, using the force of your spin to add more power to the sword's strike.
The blades shrieked as they met successfully between your bodies and Boromir paused, nodding again, the great wall of his chest moving in and out with his breathing. Something like a smile was tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Good. You've got it."
You grinned at the warmth that lit in you, breathing heavily from the exertion of the exercise. "I have an excellent teacher." You reminded him, not feeling the need to move from where your bodies were almost touching. The swords remained crossed in front of you in the shape of an X, the two of you looking into each other's eyes in between the blades.
The smile grew, lighting those grey eyes that all descendants of LĂșthien and Elros had. "All credit cannot be given to the teacher. A quick and willing student makes a large difference when it comes to learning. You will be a great fighter one day."
A sudden flush of heat rushed across your body, painting your cheeks and neck pink. You prayed to the Valar it wasn't noticeable, but judging from the way that Boromir's eyes were suddenly drawn to your cheeks and neck, that prayer was going to go unanswered.
"Do my words offend you?" He asked. His tone was not one of concern but rather probing and deep, his eyes darkening as they returned to yours. Something squirmed deep in your gut.
"Exactly the opposite, my Captain." You assured him, the words coming across breathy and strange. You fought to regain your composure. "You honor me with your words."
"Then might I," he asked as he leaned in closer, careful of the blades between you, "honor you with more than my words?" His eyes trailed to your lips and back, leaving no question about what he had in mind.
"Of course-" You had barely gotten the words past your lips before he was kissing you, quick and light. The barest sensations of his lips and beard tickled across your face, igniting your senses and leaving you desperate for more contact. All too soon, you felt him ending the kiss and tried to chase after him, a grumbling whine escaping your throat.
"As much as I would like to kiss you more," he murmured as he pulled back, a small grin on his lips and a spark in his eyes, "we are in a public place and we are carrying two sharp swords between us. Our lesson is not finished either. Perhaps we can continue this another time?"
A/N: First prompt of the new blog! I opened a new reader-insert blog (because apparently I don't hate myself enough with another reader-insert blog already and several stories to write) because I adore the Tolkien fandom and was dying to write for it. After months of debating, I finally opened it up and I have no regretted it since; the blog is eowyns-fanfiction on Tumblr and I would love it if you came by and asked me to write something! This was so much fun to write; just imagine those grey eyes staring you down like there's nothing else but you in the world...
...sigh~~~. Anyway, this is a very special fic because it was the first and the one that got all of the others started, so you have silversong79 to thank for that. Thank you so much darling for sending this in :)
Each chapter will include the prompt and be titled with the character for convenience.
As always, I hope you're having a wonderful day!
