Fan-fiction
Fiindca in jurul meu se vorbeste multe de LOTR in ultima vreme (Lord of the Rings, that is…), mi-am adus aminte de o povestioara ce am scris-o acum ceva vreme, ca o contraparte la alta povestioara publicata aici , m-am hotarat sa o public (mai ales ca n-au prea vazut-o multi si simt nevoia sa ma laud cu ceva :P ).
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The Dream
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She felt him from afar. A shiver ran through her body, remembering how she saw him the other night, naked under the moonlight. Such a boyish figure, and yet, no man could have been shaped so sweetly! Frodo… Her mind was filled with his presence… Galadriel closed her eyes. Her senses alone guided her like a compass to the small glade where he was.
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The water was rather cool for this time of the year. Still, the air was pleasantly warm and he felt the urge to plunge into the stream. He started to unbutton his shirt, when a soft breeze touched the tree tops.
- „ Frooodooooo…. Froooodoooo”
It was a whisper… a voice like he had never heard before… covering him… caressing him. It ran right through him, living his body ravished, filled with a desire he had never known before. Frodo looked around, but there was nobody. The whispers… seemed to come from everywhere, so soft and sweet, like the promise of a lost paradise.
Suddenly, he felt a gentle caress on his right cheek, but as he turned around, the only thing he managed to see was a sparkle. Soon, the whispers stoped and the magic vanished.
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„Ah! „ , Galadriel said to herself, „I almost got caught! His skin is so soft… and warm! Not like Legolas, who made my blood freeze when I touched him! Frodo’s skin is warm… yes! And soon, it will be boiling hot, just like my skin gets when he is around!”
She pushed a branch , to get a better look. Frodo looked around for a while, scratched his head and procedded to undress. With every cloth he removed, Galadriel sighed.
„ I want him so much! I want to touch him! To hold him! Look at those round shoulders! The young chest and those, mmmmm”, she could not stop herself to lick her lips, „ perfectly round buttocs! I have to have him!”
„ I wonder if he is still untouched… „, she though to herself for a second. „That would be a surprise… but I would much rather he wasn’t… How I wish he could teach me a thing or two! But enough torture! This is the moment I’ve been waiting for!”
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Her perfume preceeded her. Roses and jasmine… Frodo felt himself surrounded in the intoxicating scent, feeling the desire returning to him even stronger.
- „Frodo!”
It was the same voice as before, but this time, the speaker showed herself.
- „ Galadriel!”, he shouted in surprise, covering his manhood with both his hands. „I’m sorry you cought me offguard like this… I wasn’t expecting you. „
- „ I know! „ . She bowed her head as she spoke, her cheecks burning red. „ I had to come, to give you something … something special… my most precious possesion… I though about it a lot and… you deserve it more than anybody…”
Frodo looked at her in amazement…
- “ You mean…?”
- “That too, Frodo… if you want”, Galadriel said, blushing even more. “But I meant a gift, to keep you safe until you return… My necklace!”
- “Of course… the necklace… what was I thinking?”, Frodo mumbled, his eyes staring at her fingers, as she slowly began to untie the strings of her gown. Suddenly, she found a string that would not until itself. After a few futile attempts, she gave him a helpless look:
- “Help me! Please! Untie this laces for me. The necklace is under my gown and I cannot get it out otherwise!”
Frodo did not know whether he was awake or just dreaming. With a trembling hand he reached out, touched Galadriel’s hand and pushed it gently away from the string. Then, their eyes met and in her gaze, Frodo saw the same passion and desire as he felt in his blood. In one move, he tore both the string and the gown in half, down to the waist, revealing two perfect, white breasts. Galadriel tried to cover them, but Frodo caught her hands and held them firmly, far from her body. She bowed her head once more. After taking a good look at the view she had to offer, he took her cheeks into his palms and lifted her face up to his.
- “I want you , Galadriel! Here! Now!” He couldn’t even recognise his own voice anymore… Powerful, demanding! His breath was heavy and the scent of her skin was driving him crazy.
She slowly nodded, taking his hands and placing them on the remains of her gown. One short move and it got completely ripped apart. For a few seconds, Frodo just stood there, mesmerised by the sight in front of him. Then, he took her into his arms and gently, but swiftly, carried her towards the flower bed he had made for himself earlier.
“ He is so strong! “, Galadriel thought. “Who would’ve guessed that? Well… “, she giggled to herself, “after all this time and I can still play the innocent one… Hmmm… I hope he doesn’t mind the age difference! I know it’s not visible, but still…”.
Frodo laid her down between the flowers and valiantly attacked her mouth and everything else he found of interest…
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- “What the…? Take your hand off my thigh, will you?”
- “SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMM? YOOOOU?”
- “Sure it’s me, Master Frodo… Naughty dreams, huh?
- “But where is…?”
- “Where is… who?
- “Nobody Sam”, said Frodo sadly, his eyes lowering to the ground. “Nobody…”
- “Master Frodo”, Sam whispered, pointing to his neck… “Where did that necklace come from?”
Frodo jumped up and grabbed the necklace into his hand. His eyes were burning…
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It was all over… they had defeated Sauron… He could rest now. But before, why not enjoy the cool water from this valley?
- “Froooodooooo…. Frooooodooooo”, the trees whispered….
. Din pacate, ma dor toate cele… nu mi-am imaginat ca am ales niste activitati atat de extenuante…
