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claudia603ya know, does it seem like I'm only writing mpreg lately?! Blame ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lilybaggins. She is the worst, corrupting influence evah on me.
Anyway, here is:
Scratch…scratch…scratch…
“Oh, bother!” Frodo muttered.
Aragorn turned over. “Can you not sleep?”
“I’m sorry I woke you. My belly itches.” Frodo rubbed the spot where his belly button had once been.
“Hold on, Frodo. Do not keep scratching it or you’ll break the skin.” Aragorn lit the lantern on their bedside table. He dug inside the first drawer and pulled out a small container. He dabbed a honey-like substance on his finger.
“The balm of sweet nights,” Aragorn laughed, rubbing it over Frodo’s belly. Suddenly Frodo recognized the ointment, the lavender smell of it, and his cheeks flamed bright red.
lilybaggins. She is the worst, corrupting influence evah on me. Anyway, here is:
Scratch…scratch…scratch…
“Oh, bother!” Frodo muttered.
Aragorn turned over. “Can you not sleep?”
“I’m sorry I woke you. My belly itches.” Frodo rubbed the spot where his belly button had once been.
“Hold on, Frodo. Do not keep scratching it or you’ll break the skin.” Aragorn lit the lantern on their bedside table. He dug inside the first drawer and pulled out a small container. He dabbed a honey-like substance on his finger.
“The balm of sweet nights,” Aragorn laughed, rubbing it over Frodo’s belly. Suddenly Frodo recognized the ointment, the lavender smell of it, and his cheeks flamed bright red.
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Date: 2003-08-25 04:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-25 11:50 am (UTC)I think I would love to see a fic about difficults with having sex while being pregnant.... Heh, that's a hint. ;)