Part of the Oz series.
Written by Lilac.
Dsclmr: Not mine. Never will be.
A/N: The couples are getting stranger and stranger. Turn away now if
either smut, or the Arwen/Boromir couple offends you. Flames are still
being used as tawdry entertainment. This is written mostly dialogue, so
it's a little more suggestive. And yes, this is rather short.
Visitors were not always welcome.
"What are you doing here?"
Boromir bowed, and looked at Arwen cautiously. "I came to talk." There was a glint in his eye, the nature of which Arwen could not make out.
"About Aragorn?" Arwen sighed, for this had been a constant of their conversations recently.
"No."
Arwen now became more interested. "What did you wish to discuss then, Boromir?" she leaned back in her chair and smiled slightly, setting Boromir a little more at ease with her.
"I will be leaving soon, as you know," Boromir began. "And this affair has to stop now."
A hesitant sigh from the dark haired elf.
"Aragorn loves you, and I'm assuming you love him too-"
"Of course I do!" Arwen cut him off. "I love Aragorn very much…" her words dwindled away as she was given a pointed look from Boromir, reminding her of her situation with him. "I do love him, Boromir."
"Yes, and that is why this affair must end." Boromir sat beside Arwen and covered her delicate hand with hers. "You and I both know that ending this is the right thing to do."
Arwen paused, thinking about his words. She leaned over towards Boromir and gave him a soft kiss. "I am very fond of you, Boromir," she whispered, her lips still near to his, her breath tickling his mouth. "You must know that. And my times with you have been special."
Boromir's hands reached up to caress Arwen's dark tresses. "I am fond of you too." He twined a lock of her hair around his fingers and laid a light kiss upon her cheek. "You have comforted me in hard times, and for that I am most grateful."
Another sigh from the elf. "But … you're right, now this must end. Before Aragorn finds out."
"He would be very hurt by this."
"He would," Arwen agreed. "He would, and I would rather die than have him feel such pain." Her fingers twined around Boromir's and she gave his hand a comforting squeeze. "I am sure you feel much the same."
Boromir simply laid another kiss upon Arwen's lips, then stood up. "Do not forget me, Evenstar." He left quickly, without waiting for Arwen's answer. The door clicked shut quietly, leaving Arwen to herself.
"… I won't."
