Author: Stiney
Title: With his own eyes
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Pairing: Merry/Pippin, Merry/Boromir
Rating: NC-17
Warning: m/m hobbit sex, slight mention of interspecies m/m sex, & if ya wanna grasp at straws I can throw in incest; Merry + Pippin= dirty little version of kissing cousins ;)
Summary: What exactly does Boromir see in Lothlorien?
Author’s Note: Story set in the book when the Company is in Lothlorien and Frodo and Sam are with Galadriel.
~*~*~*
Boromir awoke with the odd feeling that something was off, not wrong mind you but different.
The Company was in Lothlorien and earlier Aragorn and told him to take rest and not worry, they were safe in these woods but he couldn’t. The voices grew in his mind and nothing seemed to appease them.
He sat up and looked around. Legolas had left them early in the night and now the only sleeping figures were Gimli and Aragorn, all four of the halfings were nowhere to be seen.
“Where could they have gone?” Boromir questioned silently before rising to his feet.
~*~*~*
“My dearest Pip, shh it will be alright.” Merry cooed, as he rocked the body of his young cousin as the smaller hobbit softly sobbed.
“No, Merry it won’t be. Gandalf was right. I am a fool. Oh, Gandalf, lost in Shadow and it is my fault!” Pippin burrowed his face against Merry’s chest.
Merry gazed at the other hobbit and felt his heart swell with love and grief. ‘My poor Peregrin, taking the blame for such an awful accident, If only I could ease his mind.’ A smile came to his face as an idea struck him.
“Pip? Come now, look at me.” Merry waited for Pippin to look up. “Trust me?” Merry asked, brushing curls away from Pippin’s brow.
“Of course. Why?” Pippin struggle to sit up as Merry held onto him tightly. “Merry, what is it?” He questioned noting the light in his cousin’s eyes.
Without another word Merry drew Pippin closer and kissed him gently. Before the kiss could deepen Pippin pulled away, confused.
“Merry? What? Why?”
“Because I love you, dearest cousin and hate to see you in so much pain, let me fill your mind with better thoughts.” Merry said slowly stroking Pippin’s cheek.
Pippin smiled, ever since he was a wee hobbit, Merry had been his companion in everything and he loved him so much that this new step between them felt like it was always meant to be. He stretched out to lie on the ground and pulled Merry on top of him.
“Please.” He said wrapping his arms around the larger hobbit’s waist.
Merry complied, kissing his friend with fervor as Pippin opened his mouth with a searching tongue.
~*~*~*
Boromir walked along the woods not sure where he was going until he heard soft, familiar voices. Stopping in front of some bushes he quietly looked through then suddenly stepped back in shock at what he saw in the moonlit clearing, Merry and Pippin were locked in a lover’s embrace with Merry trying his hardest to remove his companion’s clothes without breaking their joint hold on each other.
Boromir turned away, meaning to leave the halflings alone when a soft cry of pleasure from Pippin reached his ears. That the two hobbits, even on such a dark journey could steady themselves with a simple act of love gave Boromir a glimmer of peace in his own mind.
He turned and looked at the pair just as Merry removed Pippin’s trousers, exposing his small, pale body to the moonlight.
~*~*~*
“Oh, my Pippin. You are quite beautiful.” Merry said, noting the color that spread across Pippin’s cheeks at the comment.
“Must be the light in these Elven woods making you see things.” Pippin responded, shifting uncomfortably under Merry’s intense stare.
“No, Pip not even Elven magic could make such a thing.” Merry said before running his hand down the naked body of his friend. He smiled at the moan of approval that sprang from Pippin’s lips as he gently stroked his shaft.
Pippin thought he’d surely expire from sheer pleasure when Merry went from soft and sweet kisses to hot and hungry as his hand continued its caress.
~*~*~*
Boromir stood in the shadows, watching the two as Merry straddled Pippin’s leg and pushed against him, intent on bringing himself to the same point in pleasure as his partner.
Feeling the familiar warmth of arousal spread from his groin, Boromir reached down and stroked himself through his trousers, causing a moan to escape his mouth. He halted any movement hoping the halflings had not heard him.
~*~*~*
Pippin clutched Merry to him as the other hobbit continued to grind against him, suddenly a noise caught his attention, a moan that was from neither himself nor Merry.
“Merry, Merry there’s someone watching us.” Pippin whispered into his ear.
“It’s Boromir. I caught a glimpse of him earlier. Let him watch if he likes, I’ll have words with him later.”
Pippin started to object but Merry’s strokes became quicker, harder and everything became a blur except pleasure. His moan of release was stifled by a deep kiss from Merry as he also reached his end, pushing his shuddering body roughly against Pippin one last time.
~*~*~*
Boromir turned away as the two finished, suddenly ashamed at spying on the pair in such an intimate moment. He'd only gotten a few steps when he heard Merry's voice.
"Boromir, do not stand behind the bushes all night. Come join us, if you wish."
~*~*~*
"Meriadoc Brandybuck! What are you doing?" Pippin whispered. He sat up shocked but curious as Boromir stepped into the clearing.
"Don't worry, Pip." Merry grinned, holding out his arms and beckoning the man of Gondor to him.
"Boromir, I've watched your struggle. Let me give your mind something else to occupy it."
Boromir knelt in front of Merry and gently cupped his face as the hobbit leaned closer and kissed him.
Pippin laid back, a smile creeping onto his lips as he watched Boromir start undressing Merry.
Boromir wrapped his arms around Merry's naked waist and pulled the hobbit into his lap, his kiss deepening as he realized that for a while his thoughts would be safely diverted.
Thanks *so* much to Talisha over at "Of Rings and Hobbits" the Yahoo Group for letting me use this background. You kick butt at drawing!