A/N: Ahh..the moment we've all been waiting for...we've been through the sappy lovey-dovey moment and now we get to: THE SEX! Yes, this chapter, excepting the epilogue bit at the end, is basically glorified hobbit porn...for your reading pleasure.:D So if you like M/P, but can't stand the graphic details some people put into it (those people being sick like me) then just skip to the bit at the bottom. ;)Hope everyone elnoyed reading this, as much as I did when I wrote it. Nfinity

P.S. A huge thanks to all my reviewers, you guys ROCK! And if you really want, I have a sequel, that I'm debating putting up. It's F/S, but it has to do with the events that happened in this story, so i can call it a seqeul. If you're interested let me know and I'll post it next week.

Chapter 5:

Later that night Pippin was getting ready for bed to the claps of loud thunder. A storm had blown up that evening and it was articulating its power by the loud thunder accompanying the blinding lightning. Every time the thunder clapped, Pippin jumped, for it was widely known that he was afraid of thunderstorms, especially the ones that happened at bedtime. He slipped out of his room and walked down the hallway to Merry's room, knocking softly. He heard Merry say, "Come on in Pip" and he opened the door and walked in, shutting it behind him. While it was widely known that the Took hated thunderstorms at bedtime, it was also common knowledge that he never slept alone during a thunderstorm, and his comforter of choice was Merry. So, on past nights such as this, no one ever thought anything of the young Took slipping off to Merry's room in the middle of the night, or not even sleeping in his own room at all.

Pippin stood there, torn between fright and sudden nervousness. They had made the Promise to each other less than eight hours ago and Pippin was still worried that Merry would change his mind, that he would not want Pippin in the same way that Pippin wanted him now. So he stood there frozen by indecision at the door. Merry watched him with an expression of part amusement and part annoyance on his face. Pippin had never been shy and Merry hated that he doubted him still.

"Pippin," he said, motioning to the other side of the bed as another loud thunderclap made Pippin jump. Pippin scrambled to the bed and immediately dove under the covers. Merry pulled them back and smiled at Pippin reassuringly. "We don't have to do anything tonight Pippin" Fear of rejection crept back into Pippin's eyes and Merry continued. "I don't want you to doubt my love for you." He held up his hand and showed Pippin the ring he wore. "This is my promise to you, Pippin, that I truly love you and I'll always love you no matter what. You have to believe me." Pippin saw the distress in Merry's face and nodded.

"I do believe you, Merry, it's just, well…" he stopped and laughed at himself. "I'm worrying myself for nothing." He grabbed Merry's hand and held it tight. "It took a while, but we're here now, and nothing can change that." Merry nodded and leaned in to seal that with a kiss. The kiss was more passionate than the one they'd shared earlier and Pippin felt that every fiber of his being was in that kiss and the emotion swelled up in him and he moaned aloud in Merry's mouth, giving Merry the opportunity to slide his tongue past Pippin's parted lips,causing the both of them to moan in unison. Merry thought that he'd experienced everything there was to kissing, but kissing Pippin was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. His whole being was wrapped into that clashing of lips and teeth and tongue and hot, wet loveliness. Then Pippin took the initiative and pushed Merry onto his back, not breaking the kiss as he rolled on top of him. Merry groaned in pleasure when the weight of Pippin's body landed on a certain place on his body and Merry realized the effect that Pippin had on him and the responding effect that he had on Pippin. They both groaned as Pippin pushed against him and a flame was lit in Pippin's belly. He stopped kissing Merry for a moment and looked into his eyes, the desire there as plain as anything. His lips moved to Merry's jaw and his ears and down to his collarbone, leaving wet little kisses wherever he could reach.

"Oh, mercy, Pippin," Merry gasped when Pippin bit lightly on his ear. He suddenly felt thatit wastoo hot in the room for so many clothes. He told this to Pippin, who laughed and sat up, throwing off his nightshirt with a flourish. He let Merry's eyes roam across his almost naked form before he got up and looked at Merry expectantly. Merry grinned and threw off his own with as much abandon as Pippin had. They sat there, caressing each other's bodies with their eyes until Pippin reached out tentatively and ran his hand across Merry's naked chest. He seemed almost childlike in his exploration of Merry's body and the feather-light touches were driving Merry mad. Finally he pulled Pippin to him and kissed him full on the mouth, their bare chests touched and Pippin moaned at the contact.

"Merry," he whispered urgently, needing more. Merry dipped his head down and licked and kissed his way from Pippin's jaw down to a nipple. He licked it and it became instantly erect as Pippin gasped with sudden delight. Merry clamped his mouth on it and Pippin held onto Merry's shoulders to keep himself from falling off of the bed. The little gasps and pants coming from Pippin were driving Merry as mad as when Pippin was touching his chest and he relinquished the nipple with a sigh and looked up at Pippin. Pippin surprised him by tackling Merry and pushing him down on the bed and attacking Merry's own nipple, licking and nipping at it. He administered to the one, and then turned his attentions to the other, making sure that Merry was getting the full treatment before pulling up and attacking Merry's mouth with a feral abandon that both alarmed and excited Merry as Pippin plundered his mouth with his tongue. Pippin began to push against Merry again rhythmically. Merry felt a fire start to build in his belly and indulged in a moment of the rocking before stilling Pippin's motions. He wanted this to last as long as possible.

"What is it, Merry?' Pippin asked in a strained voice. Merry smiled at Pippin's eagerness and gave him a light kiss.

"We need to take this slow, Pip. I don't want to finish before I'm ready." Pippin's expression was pained but he nodded.

"Okay Merry." A sudden thought struck him. "Have you ever done this before, Merry?" Merry was startled by the question and thought about it.

"No," Merry said. "Everytime I thought about doing it, with anybody, I always remembered my father giving me 'the talk'. Healways saidthat this...sort of thing...was for marriage and that I might be tempted to take up with another lad but that was wrong and could shame the family. He said it was against Nature, and lad that did it was unnatural." He looked at Pippin sadly, his eyes unreadable.

"You aren't unnatural Merry, and we aren't against Nature," Pippin said in a reassuring voice. "If we were against Nature, we wouldn't be in this world. There's nothing in this world, here in the Shire, that isn't supposed to be here. So you father is wrong and anyone who agrees with him is wrong." Merry nodded at Pippin and wiped his eyes.

"I'm so very sorry, Pippin. I just, I convinced myself that my father was right and I…" Pippin silenced Merry's apology with a kiss that turned heated almost instantly with the outpouring of love that Pippin put into it. This time, Pippin went slow and kept his need in check. His hands ran up and down Merry's sides and over his chest and his lips turned to a pointed ear and he nibbled on it for a moment as he thought.

"Whatever you want, it's yours: my life, my love, my heart, my soul and everything I do is for you, and I'll do anything if you just let me love you, oh please, let me love you cause all that I want is for you to love me, just love me and not worry about anything cause you're the only one that I love, the only thing in my world and your light shines brightest in the darkness and oh let me do anything for you, anything at all that you want, I'll do for you." Pippin didn't realize that he was rapidly whispering these words to Merry and he had begun to gently rock against him until he heard Merry gasp and push against him.

"Yes," Merry sighed. "Anything we both want." He turned his head and captured Pippin's mouth as the rocking became more insistent, until neither of them could think or speak coherently and they were unable to vocalize anything more than grunts and groans, and soft little gasps and moans. As they approached their climaxes, they were reduced to lips, teeth, tongue and sweaty bodies sliding against each other in a perfect rhythm and fluttering eyelids and guttural proclamations of love. Merry clasped Pippin's hand, the one with the ring on it, with his own, their rings glinting together in the candlelight and his mouth found Pippin's and they both moaned and shuddered and released.

They lay together in the aftermath, completely spent and exhausted, Pippin resting his head on Merry's shoulder, their hands still clasped. Pippin lay there, listening to the crackle of the flames and the gentle rain hitting the window, hearing a distant low rumble of thunder, feeling the rise and fall of Merry's chest against his head and he felt truly happy. He raised his head and looked at Merry.

"I love you Merry," Pippin said. Merry smiled and turned to face Pippin.

"I love you too, you silly Took. It just took me a while to figure that out." Pippin nodded.

"Well, we took the long way around, but we've finally arrived," he said as he fell asleep against Merry. Merry chuckled as sleep began to creep towards him.

"Aye," he agreed in a sleep filled voice. "That we did, Pip." He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Outside, the rain stopped and the moon shone bright on the blossoms in Sam's garden as they danced in the light breeze. But inside, two content hobbits slept peacefully and in love.

Epilogue:

"And They Lived Happily Ever After." The old hobbit finished, looking down at her grandchildren sitting in rapt silence.

"Did they really, grandmam?" Pearl Took smiled, looking out the window at the softly falling snowflakes, and nodded.

"Yes dearest, they did. And they still are."

FIN