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So beautiful (R)

16 September 2012 | 450 words

Title: So beautiful
Author: suometar
Beta: willowaif
Pairing: Boromir/Faramir
Rating: R
Warning: Incestuous thoughts
Summary: Faramir feels himself restless in Boromir’s bed.

Against my better judgement, I’m in Boromir’s room again, in his bed again. I’m awake, he’s asleep this is not new to me. I stare at the ceiling that’s the best I can do. If I turn, I’ll see him sleep. I’ll see him and I’ll be mesmerized by him. My gods, I despise myself. My lovely brother is so beautiful it consumes me. I should stay in my own room. Stay there and save myself from his mind consuming beauty. But I’m here, he’s here, I can hear him breath slowly. I close my eyes and listen to that sound, I shall not turn. I shall drift to sleep.

I turn. Valar help me. Boromir is so beautiful. It takes all of my willpower not to touch him, pet him. His hair is messy, like a captain of Gondor’s hair should be after battling and not having enough time to wash. I want to comb it with my fingers, feel his hair, feel him. I push myself a little more up and rest my upper body’s weight on one tilted arm beneath me. I can see him in this dim light better now, he’s so beautiful I can’t fight the heavy sigh that escapes my lips. You take my breath away, brother.

His lips are slightly parted, his lips, my god. I want to kiss him. I’ve wanted to kiss him for so long and it gets worse every night I can’t force myself to stay in my own bed and I crawl into his. I’m lost in my thoughts and I notice I’ve lifted my free arm to brush a strand of hair from his face. He doesn’t wake up. I look at him and I found myself weak to resist him. Sky help me what am I doing to us.

I reach down to kiss Boromir, I just simply can’t hold it back anymore. Dear Valar, don’t let him wake. I kiss him for a little too long, move my lips on his a little too much. When I pull back, he’s still asleep and still stunningly beautiful, he murmurs something in his sleep. Another heavy sigh escapes unintentionally.

I get back far to my side, even in his bed I have my own side. I lay on my back. I close my eyes and I keep tasting my lips and thinking how I just kissed him. I just kissed my own brother and I despise myself for that.

But my older brother is so beautiful I could cry. I shall drift to sleep.

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