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Note: THIS IS SLASH. It's nothing explicit, but it's not exactly fluff either. It's also one shot because the only place I can go from the end of this story is not something I'm comfortable writing. Enjoy and please review!

Merry lay alone in the middle of Farmer Maggot's corn crop. He stared at the sky, corn stalks somewhat obscuring his view of the stars. It was a cold night and occasionally Merry's breath would also dance across his vision.

He heard a slight rustling in the surrounding corn husks. Pippin emerged to Merry's left. "Hi, Mer," he whispered timidly.

Merry put his hands behind his head, "Comon over here, Pip."

Pippin tiptoed over and stood beside Merry.

"Make yourself comfortable. Don't just stand there."

Pippin started to lie down next to Merry, but Merry took his hand and gently maneuvered him so that Pippin's head was resting on his abdomen.

Their hands remained joined and Merry began to play with Pippin's fingers, drawing from Pippin a contented sigh.

They stayed this way for a while before Merry began to think that this little game could go farther. He sat up, held onto Pippin with one hand and dragged his pack behind him with the other. He leaned back against the pack and drew Pippin between his legs. Pippin faced way from Merry and leaned back onto his warm body. Merry took Pippin's hand with both of his and began to run his fingers across his palm. Pippin's hand gave an involuntary twitch.

"Mmmm, Merry," Pippin closed his eyes.

Merry bean to rub Pippin's hand harder, kneading the meaty area beneath his thumb and going upward to the tips of his fingers.

Pippin moaned softly. Merry smiled. Just the reaction he was looking for. He switched to Pippin's other hand.

"That feels wonderful."

Merry drove the balls of his thumbs into Pippin's palm.

Pippin gasped and arched his back slightly. Merry began to smooth out concentric circles from that central point on Pippin's palm.

When Merry finished, he wrapped his arms around Pippin's chest and tilted his head back onto his pack.

They lay quietly together for a long time. Soon enough, Pippin broke the silence, "So... what can I do to thank you for that wonderful massage?"

Merry's face broke into a devilish smile.