My drabble for Moit

[claudia603]

Along the same going-to-hell theme as yesterday...Moit requested slavefic as well!




“Beautiful.”

Aragorn ran his callused hand down Frodo’s bare back. The edge of the gold ring caught against the whip scars on Frodo’s skin. Each caress burned with excruciating pain.

Frodo stifled his cry. He knew the rules. He was to utter no sound unless his master allowed it.

“My sweet hobbit,” Aragorn said, running his hand through silky hobbit curls. “My sweet. You may weep.”

Frodo allowed tears to ooze from his eyes then.

“In bed. Now.” Aragorn’s finger snagged in the collar around Frodo’s neck. Once the collar had belonged to Scruffy the dog.

But that was before.

Comments

[moit.livejournal.com]

Nom nom nom! I still love this. I just finished watching Inception, and though I am dead tired, I can't go to bed until I calm my brain down. So I was trolling through your shiny new archive and found this again. Mmm.

[claudia603.livejournal.com]

You rock! *blushes* Thank you! I am lying on the couch at my parents' house WANTING to go to sleep but a bunch of people are watching some lame movie on t.v. on high volume and there's no place to escape from it so I am online here...but I can't write fan fic because my computer is kind of exposed...MEH!

[moit.livejournal.com]

Mmm I write pr0n all the time in the living room. *shrugs*

You could write me F/F/A to help me fall asleep. ;)