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Just under the wire, as usual
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Aiiee, it's so hard to choose. But looking over all the fics I've written in the last few years, trying to pick which one was the best or most important, I thought, "Screw it, I'm gonna post something FUN." So from July 28, 2003, I give you a bit of F/S silliness...
Title: Ecstasy:
Author: Serai
Pairing: F/S
Word count: 132
Summary: Some urges just have to be satisfied.
Ecstasy
"Mmm...yes."
"Like that?"
"Ssss, ahh!" A soft hiss of pleasure. "Yes..."
"Shall I...?"
"Oh no, wait...ah, yes...more."
"Yes, master."
A gasp, his back arches. "Oh! Yes. Oh, harder!"
"Harder? Are you sure?"
"Yes, yes! Harder, please!" His voice is ragged, insisting.
Sam complies, "Whatever you say..."
Frodo tenses, eyes closed. "Oh, oh, Sam!" he cries.
"Ah, that's it, isn't it? That's what you want?"
"Yes, yes. Oh, Sam! So good, oh! Oh!" His whole body tightens like a bowstring, suspended, then with a loud explosion of breath, releases. The pleasure tingles through him as he relaxes into warm, loving arms.
Sam laughs. "Liked that, did you?" He strokes Frodo's hair tenderly.
"Mmm, yes," he sighs. "Thank you, Sam."
"Don't mention it, Mr. Frodo," Sam answers. "I'm happy to scratch your back anytime."
Enjoy!
Aiiee, it's so hard to choose. But looking over all the fics I've written in the last few years, trying to pick which one was the best or most important, I thought, "Screw it, I'm gonna post something FUN." So from July 28, 2003, I give you a bit of F/S silliness...
Title: Ecstasy:
Author: Serai
Pairing: F/S
Word count: 132
Summary: Some urges just have to be satisfied.
Ecstasy
"Mmm...yes."
"Like that?"
"Ssss, ahh!" A soft hiss of pleasure. "Yes..."
"Shall I...?"
"Oh no, wait...ah, yes...more."
"Yes, master."
A gasp, his back arches. "Oh! Yes. Oh, harder!"
"Harder? Are you sure?"
"Yes, yes! Harder, please!" His voice is ragged, insisting.
Sam complies, "Whatever you say..."
Frodo tenses, eyes closed. "Oh, oh, Sam!" he cries.
"Ah, that's it, isn't it? That's what you want?"
"Yes, yes. Oh, Sam! So good, oh! Oh!" His whole body tightens like a bowstring, suspended, then with a loud explosion of breath, releases. The pleasure tingles through him as he relaxes into warm, loving arms.
Sam laughs. "Liked that, did you?" He strokes Frodo's hair tenderly.
"Mmm, yes," he sighs. "Thank you, Sam."
"Don't mention it, Mr. Frodo," Sam answers. "I'm happy to scratch your back anytime."
Enjoy!