A Birthday Fic-gift
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Happy Birthday, Dearest ♥Notabluemaia♥!
With all the love in the world…
If Music Be the Food Of Love…
Sam’s hands on Frodo linger the lightest touch he can command, an echo of the lute player who plucks extempore yet weaves such notes to captivating music.
His fingers softly strum, taking Frodo’s tremors-the fluttering hands that seek to move, to reach for Sam-incoherent, undirected in their longing; sounds caught deep in his throat, indistinct yet heavy with desire; shades of anticipation in his face, love shot through with simmering lust.
He wields them all, winds through them the notes of his long yearning-tune and harmony in equal measure; forming once more their own intrinsic song of love.
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Whimsical, I know, but heartfelt! *megasquishes* Hope you have the best day possible!
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Happy Birthday, Dearest ♥Notabluemaia♥!
With all the love in the world…
If Music Be the Food Of Love…
Sam’s hands on Frodo linger the lightest touch he can command, an echo of the lute player who plucks extempore yet weaves such notes to captivating music.
His fingers softly strum, taking Frodo’s tremors-the fluttering hands that seek to move, to reach for Sam-incoherent, undirected in their longing; sounds caught deep in his throat, indistinct yet heavy with desire; shades of anticipation in his face, love shot through with simmering lust.
He wields them all, winds through them the notes of his long yearning-tune and harmony in equal measure; forming once more their own intrinsic song of love.
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Whimsical, I know, but heartfelt! *megasquishes* Hope you have the best day possible!
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