He was appalled the first time,
watching Aragorn, his tongue stroking along Boromir's gloved
finger. Licking away his own seed, easily, as though it
tasted of the sweetest wine. He would have pulled away in
disgust if Aragorn had not had both of his hands wrapped
around Boromir's wrist, his thumbs resting lighting in the
glove's palm.
Trapped in that manner he could not have pulled away without
a struggle and that would certainly wake their companions,
so instead he resentfully allowed it, intent on harsh words
when Aragorn finished.
His intentions were quickly forgotten as the clouds above
them shifted, allowing a soft pool of moonlight to surround
them and giving just enough light for him to watch. The pink
flicker of tongue alongside his own finger was delicately
pale against the dark leather, leaving a trail of clear
moisture to shine intriguingly. Aragorn's eyes were half
closed, little more than a wet gleam in the darkness, nearly
panting as his tongue dipping cunningly between Boromir's
fingers, lapping away every spilled droplet.
A perversion was what it was. Such a delectable perversion,
and Boromir found he was memorized, held now by the sight
rather than Aragorn's grip.
Perhaps it was a matter of being raised by the Elves. They
seemed very much creatures of otherworldly sensuality,
holding an obscene appreciation of such things that aroused
the senses. Fine wines and clothing, both things that
kindled fire on the tongue and skin. Music to caress the
ears, and he had remembered its sensuousness, the lushness
of unknown words whispering to him, very nearly a touch in
and of itself.
Or rather it may be a matter of being a ranger, their earthy
spirits eager for the baser delights of Men; their bond with
the natural world, so much cruder than that of the Elves,
and preferring the more visceral aspects, to touch and
listen and know by their own mysterious means.
Whatever the means of his corruption, Boromir could not
cling to his prejudices against it, nearly strangling on his
own shout as it was proven to him with great clarity that
rangers would indeed put anything in their mouths.
Such delightful perversions...
-Finis-
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