She could feel his fingertips run over her skin, tracing her chest, going down her stomach and legs. He made a trail of kisses from her collarbone to her lips. She kissed his almost healed wounds, then around them, gently nipping the skin. He softly chuckled and caught her lips before she could nip again. She smiled, returning the kiss.
Pippin fluttered his eyes open. The room was slightly lit with the morning sunrays. He felt the sheets around his body slightly shift as Branwyn rolled away from him. He moved himself from the bed, grabbing his pants and a shirt from the dresser. Some how between lunch the day before and the night before they ended up back in Pippin's home. He walked out of his room and walked into the kitchen.
"Morning," Merry greeted.
"Hi," Pippin got the kettle from the table. "Is the water running this morning?" Merry nodded. Pippin went to the sink, pumped the water into the kettle and placed it on the fireplace.
"Is Branwyn up yet?"
"No," Pippin replied rather quickly. He turned to Merry. "Where are my herbs?" Merry picked them up from the table and tossed them to him. "Thanks."
"You're oddly, skittish and awake this morning. What happened last night?"
"Nothing," Pippin replied rather quickly again. He walked back to the table, sitting across from Merry.
"She's in your bedroom isn't she?" Merry smirked.
"Maybe…"
"You slept with her didn't you?"
"Maybe…"
"Ah ha!" Merry stood up, walked over to Pippin and grabbed him by the shoulders. "You're all grown up!" he pulled him into a congratulating embrace.
"Get off!" Pippin shoved Merry off him as Merry continued to laugh.
* * *
Branwyn slowly opened her eyes, seeing the room filled with sunlight. She looked around, not seeing Pippin in the bed. She reached at the edge of the bed, grabbing his shirt, and pulled it over her head.
She got out of the bed and walked out of the room, scanning the house for him. She could hear clanking in the kitchen, and smelt food cooking. She slowly and quietly walked down the small hallway.
"Morning," Merry said to her, still laughing, as she entered the kitchen.
"Hi…" she replied, not sure why Merry was laughing.
"I'm going to go pay Sam a visit," Merry grabbed a carrot and walked out of the house.
"Sorry about that," Pippin apologized.
"Its okay," she walked over to the teakettle, seeing the water was boiling. She pulled it off its handle in the fire. As she placed it down she felt Pippin's arms wrap around her waist, and his breath tickle her neck. She smiled and turned to him.
"Nice shirt," he said looking at her.
"I knew you'd like it," she replied kissing him.
"Mmmhmm," he ran his hand up her leg and started bunching the large shirt up. She placed her hand down, stopping his.
"After your tea,"
* * *
Saruman looked into the small seeing eye orb. "They shall not get away with deceiving me." He said. A crow sat on the arm of his chair. "You will go to the Shire and find the Took. When you do, inject him with your poison." Saruman wove his staff over the crow's feet, turning the black talons blood red. "Go." The crow flew from the chair and began its flight to the Shire.