Thanks to Pippin28 for being so sweet about this story. Also to twin03 for
the same reason. But folks, the chapters get a little nasty from here
onwards, so you might like to read them with your eyes shut, alright?
Chapter 28-Of Seduction and Shirts
It was a morning in spring, with the wedding preparations well underway. The trees were blossoming and the garden (which Sam regularly did as a complete favour, because he quite liked their garden ), was beautiful.
Merry had been helping the couple with general preparations for their wedding, which was a lot of hard work, with food, invites, clothes, various people to see, places to arrange and hire out, and an awful lot of walking about. They had been out delivering invites for most of the morning, but Diamond had told them that she would finish off the last few, or at least get someone like Malva to do them.
Merry and Pippin were sitting in the garden, tired after walking around all morning, having a cold drink and just lazing. Merry liked this. It wasn't often he got to be alone with his friend, and he appreciated his company, even if they were just doing nothing, like they used to. Suddenly a strange thought hit him and, on impuse, he leant over to his friend, who was looking the other way, and whispered his name.
Pippins head whisked round, noses touching, and before he could do anything, their lips had met and Merry was kissing him. Pip yanked away and struggled backwards. 'Whit aire ye doin'??!!' he cried. He was annoyed that Merry did not look the slightest bit ashamed, he was kneeling there quite calmly, passive expression on his face.
'So you have forgotten.' 'Whit?' 'How can you not remember, like when we were younger and used to do that all the time? And more besides. Don't pretend it didn't happen' 'Ye're a fool.' 'It's harmless, its just between friends. It means nothing anyway.'
Pippin had the words on the tip of his tongue, just ready to say that he was going to be married and he didn't give a damn about all that donkey which had happened in the past, but instead he found Merry crawling blindly towards him, and suddenly his tongue wasn't his own any more. It was like Merry was welcoming him back, wrapping his arm and legs about his friend's body and kissing him hard. So Pip found himself kissing back, just one last time before it would be completely taboo.
Merry's hand was going for his trousers, this wasn't good at all, except this crazy voice up the back of his mind was telling him that it was good, in lots of ways. Pippin cried out as his friend touched him, and kissed him even more viciously, this time biting down the side of his neck, almost not caring about whether this was right or not any longer. It felt brilliant. They were both sprawled on the grass, Pippin pressing himself closer to the Brandybuck, yearning, arching his back and suddenly tearing his friend's shirt off, regardless of the buttons, wishing he was completely unclothed. Merry moaned loudly and slid his free hand into his friend's hair, and was undoing his shirt, kissing every exposed bit of skin, downwards. His other hand was busy, caressing and stroking Pip into submission.
Pippin was gasping now, wanting this so badly, until he saw something awful out of the corner of his eye, the very worst thing he could possibly have seen at that moment in time. It was Diamond.
Merry hadn't quite caught on, and was still crying out Pip's name and touching him up. Pip just gazed sorrowfully at his wife-to-be, willing Merry 'stop, oh, just stop, you stupid bastard, can't you see what you've done? '. He bit his lip to keep from crying out in excitement and kicked him.
They both looked at Diamond, who held their gaze, tears welling up in her green eyes, biting her lip. There was nothing that could be said. Pip could've just about drunk poison right then, he felt so bad. Diamond said absolutely nothing, then, as the tears started to spill from her eyes, she turned and fled, running blindly away from the sight. Merry got off his friend like he was made of broken glass, and couldn't look him in the eye at all. He looked back at him, and only half- anticipated the punch which was swung at his face. He knew he totally deserved it, and curled up on the grass when it knocked him down.
Pip shrugged his shirt back on, and stumblingly ran away, tears rolling down his cheeks, to be alone. Merry just lay where he'd fallen, too ashamed to move.
Chapter 28-Of Seduction and Shirts
It was a morning in spring, with the wedding preparations well underway. The trees were blossoming and the garden (which Sam regularly did as a complete favour, because he quite liked their garden ), was beautiful.
Merry had been helping the couple with general preparations for their wedding, which was a lot of hard work, with food, invites, clothes, various people to see, places to arrange and hire out, and an awful lot of walking about. They had been out delivering invites for most of the morning, but Diamond had told them that she would finish off the last few, or at least get someone like Malva to do them.
Merry and Pippin were sitting in the garden, tired after walking around all morning, having a cold drink and just lazing. Merry liked this. It wasn't often he got to be alone with his friend, and he appreciated his company, even if they were just doing nothing, like they used to. Suddenly a strange thought hit him and, on impuse, he leant over to his friend, who was looking the other way, and whispered his name.
Pippins head whisked round, noses touching, and before he could do anything, their lips had met and Merry was kissing him. Pip yanked away and struggled backwards. 'Whit aire ye doin'??!!' he cried. He was annoyed that Merry did not look the slightest bit ashamed, he was kneeling there quite calmly, passive expression on his face.
'So you have forgotten.' 'Whit?' 'How can you not remember, like when we were younger and used to do that all the time? And more besides. Don't pretend it didn't happen' 'Ye're a fool.' 'It's harmless, its just between friends. It means nothing anyway.'
Pippin had the words on the tip of his tongue, just ready to say that he was going to be married and he didn't give a damn about all that donkey which had happened in the past, but instead he found Merry crawling blindly towards him, and suddenly his tongue wasn't his own any more. It was like Merry was welcoming him back, wrapping his arm and legs about his friend's body and kissing him hard. So Pip found himself kissing back, just one last time before it would be completely taboo.
Merry's hand was going for his trousers, this wasn't good at all, except this crazy voice up the back of his mind was telling him that it was good, in lots of ways. Pippin cried out as his friend touched him, and kissed him even more viciously, this time biting down the side of his neck, almost not caring about whether this was right or not any longer. It felt brilliant. They were both sprawled on the grass, Pippin pressing himself closer to the Brandybuck, yearning, arching his back and suddenly tearing his friend's shirt off, regardless of the buttons, wishing he was completely unclothed. Merry moaned loudly and slid his free hand into his friend's hair, and was undoing his shirt, kissing every exposed bit of skin, downwards. His other hand was busy, caressing and stroking Pip into submission.
Pippin was gasping now, wanting this so badly, until he saw something awful out of the corner of his eye, the very worst thing he could possibly have seen at that moment in time. It was Diamond.
Merry hadn't quite caught on, and was still crying out Pip's name and touching him up. Pip just gazed sorrowfully at his wife-to-be, willing Merry 'stop, oh, just stop, you stupid bastard, can't you see what you've done? '. He bit his lip to keep from crying out in excitement and kicked him.
They both looked at Diamond, who held their gaze, tears welling up in her green eyes, biting her lip. There was nothing that could be said. Pip could've just about drunk poison right then, he felt so bad. Diamond said absolutely nothing, then, as the tears started to spill from her eyes, she turned and fled, running blindly away from the sight. Merry got off his friend like he was made of broken glass, and couldn't look him in the eye at all. He looked back at him, and only half- anticipated the punch which was swung at his face. He knew he totally deserved it, and curled up on the grass when it knocked him down.
Pip shrugged his shirt back on, and stumblingly ran away, tears rolling down his cheeks, to be alone. Merry just lay where he'd fallen, too ashamed to move.