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Well, well, Boromir is here!!! Hope you enjoy how sweet he is, heehee.
I never own Lotr characters.
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3# Legolas and Boromir
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Theoden King and the company departed to Isengard. Gandalf on Shadowfax led the company, closely followed by Annoc. Legolas intended to ride beside Annoc even he knew that this Gondor warrior did not have any glance back at him. Gimli who rode with Legolas sensed his friend feeling towards Annoc and quite wondered how this could happen. Legolas looked very happy and seemed to be so please to make Annoc being resentful.
Out of the eaves of the woods, the company journeyed straight through Fords of Isen, passed the Gap of Rohan, across the river to the feet of Misty Mountains, and they halted there by midnight. Gimli jumped from the horseback immediately.
"My heart is strong, but yet my body is weary," said Theoden King.
Aragorn turned to see Annoc who led his black horse, Blackwind its name, to the riverside. He did not wonder to see the Elven Prince who led his horse, Arod, followed Annoc closely. For Hasufel, Aragorn's horse, was taken by Eomer and other soldiers other ways.
"What do you think about this, my friend?" asked Gimli with strangely soft voice than usual. The dwarf turned to the same direction as Aragorn.
"Anything can happen I dare say, Master Gimli, our Elven Prince of Mirkwood got lost now." Aragorn grinned before threw his body beside the dwarf. Both stared at one elf and one half elf at the riverside interestingly.
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Annoc just noticed the fair elf. His bright mood suddenly turned to unreasonable dull. He stepped beside Blackwind closed to the big tree, and hoped that Legolas would take his horse another side, and then, Blackwind would make a distance away from the elf.
However, Man of Gondor was totally wrong. Legolas left his horse, Arod, along the black horse, slowly walked and laid his back at the big tree. He sang the elven song softly and placed his eyes on the wanderer Annoc.
"Tonight, the moonlight is shining beautifully, even the mountain fully covered its light, don't you think so?" said Legolas.
The wind blew his blonde hair softly. The elf keen eyes enjoyably kept on the unearthly fair face suchlike a maiden of Annoc who stood in front of him. At the same time, he felt annoyed with the white scarf on Annoc's head which entirely covered the beautiful golden hair. In this most pleasant time, if he could enjoy the beauty of the nighttime along with the man with most beautiful golden hair, that would be splendid.
"I observe not, pardon me," answered Annoc. He felt so irritated and wondered about the elf's plan.
"I'm regret to learn that, you know, I love to be under the moonlight, wandering around the woods, among the trees while they fell asleep. Here under the million stars, you will be free from everything."
"Don't speak of your elven feeling with me, that's no use, caused I do not fascinated myself with the natural beauty liked you," said Annoc before he turned to face the elf.
To his wonder, Annoc did not think that the fair elf, Prince of Mirkwood, stared straightly at him. Legolas did not place his eyes on the night sky, absorbed the beauty of the nighttime as he just said. Legolas eyes were gentle with burning desire within and Annoc could sense it.
At that moment, Annoc's heart was beating faster. This kind of desire that could tremble his heart did only belong to the eyes of his beloved Boromir. Annoc did not understand his own feeling at all, especially with Legolas, the hatred elf kin, always bothered, and also the fairest elf he ever met.
Legolas saw Annoc fair face clearly. His face was outstanding handsome with red ruby shimmering under the moonlight. His body was slenderly smart suchlike a maiden but standing tall and proud. Legolas was quite surprised to learn that the half blood would be created with such perfectly beauty.
Their exchange sights were interrupted by Eomer and two soldiers who took their horses away.
"You need no rest, do you?" asked Eomer without noticing anything.
"I need, Eomer, I'm so tired now," answered Annoc. He tuned to face Eomer, did not want to look at the elf any longer.
"Please do so and don't worry, tonight, the soldiers will take their turn for a watch," said Eomer.
Wanderer Annoc gave a friendly smiled before slipped away to the oak tree where Gimli already fell asleep. He threw his body not far from the dwarf before fell asleep as well. Without knowing that the Elven Price also sat closely beside him.
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The sunlight shone softly at the field. The white scarf flew along with wind. The body of man stood there at the hill, looking at the golden field.
"Annoc," called the gentle voice. Annoc turned to face the caller without any hesitation. The shadow of great man drew on the ground with the sound of hard footsteps coming nearer.
"Boromir, my lord, any business I may serve," said Annoc and bowed. He was unable to raise his head and faced his lord's eyes, only saw the shadow of the tall body lay on the green grass in front of him.
"We're here, privately alone, don't say these kinds of words again," said Boromir before stepped closer. He released the scarf on Annoc's head, let the golden hair flew straightly in the air, shimmering under the sunlight. His fingers moved from Annoc's fair cheek down to his chin and finally raised the fair face up and leaned himself closer.
"My lord, let me go." Annoc whispered softly and wiped off Boromir's hand. He stepped backward too fast, lost the balance of this body and almost fell.
But the Lord of Gondor was faster. Boromir encircled Annoc's waist and easily took that body into his strong arms. He sensed the resistance from the body in his arms but then, slowly calm down after he gently stroke the golden soft hair, buried his head on the trembling shoulder and whispered the name softly again and again.
"My dear Annoc, I'm so scared," said Boromir.
"Why do you scare, my lord?" said Annoc. He rested his fair face on Boromir's shoulder.
"I'm scared to lose you, my dearest. In that war, if anything happened to you, I couldn't imagine how to go on with my life,"
"And so, you accepted the arrow yourself instead of me, you acted like a fool," said Annoc. He tried to push his body away the warm arms but Boromir did not release his arms and looked deeply into Annoc's blue eyes.
Slowly, Annoc lifted his hand and thrust inside the leather tunic, touching the strong chest of man with the white bandages. Boromir took Annoc's hand and placed on his warm chest exactly on his heart.
"Far from my heart," whispered Boromir. His eyes never turned away from the fair face of Annoc.
"I'm glad you are fine, my great warlord," said Annoc. He took his hand back and stepped out of Boromir's arms.
Boromir grabbed Annoc's arm at once, "Annoc!" cried Boromir impatiently. His eyes full of burning desires stared at Annoc without any blinking. "I don't know what happen to me now, or else I may weary from the seemingly unending war, and until, my emotion turned eccentric. Your fair face kept haunting me and I only know that your beauty tortured me so much. I want you to be by my sides always."
"Boromir," said Annoc. Not only his voice was tremble but also his heart was beating fast. His body almost melted away with Boromir ardent eyes full of desire.
"I love you, Annoc, my heart can continue beating because of you, my dearest. If anything happen to you, my life will turn no value," said Boromir finally. He stepped closer to Annoc who lifted his arms over Boromir's neck, leaning his face closer to his lips passionately.
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The loud cry from the Rohan soldiers woke Annoc from his dream. But the first feeling he could sense was the soft place his head had been laid was slowly moving. Annoc raised his head and stared unbelievable. That soft place was Legolas' shoulder where he had laid his head and fell asleep. Legolas smiled sweetly back at Annoc. His smile made the elf fair face looked more kind and handsome and also Legolas took Annoc's hand in his.
"You!" cried Annoc.
"What?" said Legolas innocently.
"How can you do this?"
"Do what?" asked Legolas, still with innocent voice.
"Just now, you!"
"Me, what?" grinned Legolas, "No, I'm not, it's you who lay your head on my shoulder. You seemed to be comfortably slept so I don't like to wake you up."
"You!" cried Annoc angrily but he could not think any word to say back to this clever elf. Annoc bit his lip and turned other way, just noticed the eyes with unbelievable feeling from Aragorn and Gimli whom stared at them for quite a long time.
Annoc turned back angrily to Legolas. The elf still smiled merrily. Then, Annoc felt that his hand was in Legolas' hand.
"Leave my hand!" said Annoc and took his hand. He stood up at once and walked straight to Gandalf and Eomer at other sides of the camp.
Legolas was so happy with the angry eyes of this Gondor man. His hand was so soft, strangely different from other warriors who held swords and went for war. Legolas lifted his hand to his lip but his eyes still placed at Annoc's back.
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End #3
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Well, well, Boromir is here!!! Hope you enjoy how sweet he is, heehee.
I never own Lotr characters.
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3# Legolas and Boromir
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Theoden King and the company departed to Isengard. Gandalf on Shadowfax led the company, closely followed by Annoc. Legolas intended to ride beside Annoc even he knew that this Gondor warrior did not have any glance back at him. Gimli who rode with Legolas sensed his friend feeling towards Annoc and quite wondered how this could happen. Legolas looked very happy and seemed to be so please to make Annoc being resentful.
Out of the eaves of the woods, the company journeyed straight through Fords of Isen, passed the Gap of Rohan, across the river to the feet of Misty Mountains, and they halted there by midnight. Gimli jumped from the horseback immediately.
"My heart is strong, but yet my body is weary," said Theoden King.
Aragorn turned to see Annoc who led his black horse, Blackwind its name, to the riverside. He did not wonder to see the Elven Prince who led his horse, Arod, followed Annoc closely. For Hasufel, Aragorn's horse, was taken by Eomer and other soldiers other ways.
"What do you think about this, my friend?" asked Gimli with strangely soft voice than usual. The dwarf turned to the same direction as Aragorn.
"Anything can happen I dare say, Master Gimli, our Elven Prince of Mirkwood got lost now." Aragorn grinned before threw his body beside the dwarf. Both stared at one elf and one half elf at the riverside interestingly.
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Annoc just noticed the fair elf. His bright mood suddenly turned to unreasonable dull. He stepped beside Blackwind closed to the big tree, and hoped that Legolas would take his horse another side, and then, Blackwind would make a distance away from the elf.
However, Man of Gondor was totally wrong. Legolas left his horse, Arod, along the black horse, slowly walked and laid his back at the big tree. He sang the elven song softly and placed his eyes on the wanderer Annoc.
"Tonight, the moonlight is shining beautifully, even the mountain fully covered its light, don't you think so?" said Legolas.
The wind blew his blonde hair softly. The elf keen eyes enjoyably kept on the unearthly fair face suchlike a maiden of Annoc who stood in front of him. At the same time, he felt annoyed with the white scarf on Annoc's head which entirely covered the beautiful golden hair. In this most pleasant time, if he could enjoy the beauty of the nighttime along with the man with most beautiful golden hair, that would be splendid.
"I observe not, pardon me," answered Annoc. He felt so irritated and wondered about the elf's plan.
"I'm regret to learn that, you know, I love to be under the moonlight, wandering around the woods, among the trees while they fell asleep. Here under the million stars, you will be free from everything."
"Don't speak of your elven feeling with me, that's no use, caused I do not fascinated myself with the natural beauty liked you," said Annoc before he turned to face the elf.
To his wonder, Annoc did not think that the fair elf, Prince of Mirkwood, stared straightly at him. Legolas did not place his eyes on the night sky, absorbed the beauty of the nighttime as he just said. Legolas eyes were gentle with burning desire within and Annoc could sense it.
At that moment, Annoc's heart was beating faster. This kind of desire that could tremble his heart did only belong to the eyes of his beloved Boromir. Annoc did not understand his own feeling at all, especially with Legolas, the hatred elf kin, always bothered, and also the fairest elf he ever met.
Legolas saw Annoc fair face clearly. His face was outstanding handsome with red ruby shimmering under the moonlight. His body was slenderly smart suchlike a maiden but standing tall and proud. Legolas was quite surprised to learn that the half blood would be created with such perfectly beauty.
Their exchange sights were interrupted by Eomer and two soldiers who took their horses away.
"You need no rest, do you?" asked Eomer without noticing anything.
"I need, Eomer, I'm so tired now," answered Annoc. He tuned to face Eomer, did not want to look at the elf any longer.
"Please do so and don't worry, tonight, the soldiers will take their turn for a watch," said Eomer.
Wanderer Annoc gave a friendly smiled before slipped away to the oak tree where Gimli already fell asleep. He threw his body not far from the dwarf before fell asleep as well. Without knowing that the Elven Price also sat closely beside him.
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The sunlight shone softly at the field. The white scarf flew along with wind. The body of man stood there at the hill, looking at the golden field.
"Annoc," called the gentle voice. Annoc turned to face the caller without any hesitation. The shadow of great man drew on the ground with the sound of hard footsteps coming nearer.
"Boromir, my lord, any business I may serve," said Annoc and bowed. He was unable to raise his head and faced his lord's eyes, only saw the shadow of the tall body lay on the green grass in front of him.
"We're here, privately alone, don't say these kinds of words again," said Boromir before stepped closer. He released the scarf on Annoc's head, let the golden hair flew straightly in the air, shimmering under the sunlight. His fingers moved from Annoc's fair cheek down to his chin and finally raised the fair face up and leaned himself closer.
"My lord, let me go." Annoc whispered softly and wiped off Boromir's hand. He stepped backward too fast, lost the balance of this body and almost fell.
But the Lord of Gondor was faster. Boromir encircled Annoc's waist and easily took that body into his strong arms. He sensed the resistance from the body in his arms but then, slowly calm down after he gently stroke the golden soft hair, buried his head on the trembling shoulder and whispered the name softly again and again.
"My dear Annoc, I'm so scared," said Boromir.
"Why do you scare, my lord?" said Annoc. He rested his fair face on Boromir's shoulder.
"I'm scared to lose you, my dearest. In that war, if anything happened to you, I couldn't imagine how to go on with my life,"
"And so, you accepted the arrow yourself instead of me, you acted like a fool," said Annoc. He tried to push his body away the warm arms but Boromir did not release his arms and looked deeply into Annoc's blue eyes.
Slowly, Annoc lifted his hand and thrust inside the leather tunic, touching the strong chest of man with the white bandages. Boromir took Annoc's hand and placed on his warm chest exactly on his heart.
"Far from my heart," whispered Boromir. His eyes never turned away from the fair face of Annoc.
"I'm glad you are fine, my great warlord," said Annoc. He took his hand back and stepped out of Boromir's arms.
Boromir grabbed Annoc's arm at once, "Annoc!" cried Boromir impatiently. His eyes full of burning desires stared at Annoc without any blinking. "I don't know what happen to me now, or else I may weary from the seemingly unending war, and until, my emotion turned eccentric. Your fair face kept haunting me and I only know that your beauty tortured me so much. I want you to be by my sides always."
"Boromir," said Annoc. Not only his voice was tremble but also his heart was beating fast. His body almost melted away with Boromir ardent eyes full of desire.
"I love you, Annoc, my heart can continue beating because of you, my dearest. If anything happen to you, my life will turn no value," said Boromir finally. He stepped closer to Annoc who lifted his arms over Boromir's neck, leaning his face closer to his lips passionately.
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The loud cry from the Rohan soldiers woke Annoc from his dream. But the first feeling he could sense was the soft place his head had been laid was slowly moving. Annoc raised his head and stared unbelievable. That soft place was Legolas' shoulder where he had laid his head and fell asleep. Legolas smiled sweetly back at Annoc. His smile made the elf fair face looked more kind and handsome and also Legolas took Annoc's hand in his.
"You!" cried Annoc.
"What?" said Legolas innocently.
"How can you do this?"
"Do what?" asked Legolas, still with innocent voice.
"Just now, you!"
"Me, what?" grinned Legolas, "No, I'm not, it's you who lay your head on my shoulder. You seemed to be comfortably slept so I don't like to wake you up."
"You!" cried Annoc angrily but he could not think any word to say back to this clever elf. Annoc bit his lip and turned other way, just noticed the eyes with unbelievable feeling from Aragorn and Gimli whom stared at them for quite a long time.
Annoc turned back angrily to Legolas. The elf still smiled merrily. Then, Annoc felt that his hand was in Legolas' hand.
"Leave my hand!" said Annoc and took his hand. He stood up at once and walked straight to Gandalf and Eomer at other sides of the camp.
Legolas was so happy with the angry eyes of this Gondor man. His hand was so soft, strangely different from other warriors who held swords and went for war. Legolas lifted his hand to his lip but his eyes still placed at Annoc's back.
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End #3
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