rugbytackle | Rugbytackle Infinite Robin: Araboro (2)

This was written on the first of July on the Rugbytackle Yahoo!Group by various members of this community.

This is the second version of the Aragorn/Boromir RR. For convenience, I have seperate the three RRs into three seperate posts.

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Rugbytackle Infinite Robin: Araboro₂

Aragorn entered Boromir's quarters with all the stealth the typical Ranger possessed. He slipped by the weapon's table and quickly divested himself of all his blades. This battle couldn't be fought with steel.

He stripped off his clothing as he entered the bedchamber. Boromir had left dinner early and so Aragorn was certain that Boromir would be asleep as he slid between the warm sheets and wrapped himself around the other man.

When a fist closed like steel around his wrist, he knew he'd miscalculated.

"Whoever you are, you'd best have an explanation." Boromir's voice was cold.

A moment of perfect stillness, Aragorn's blood singing. How would this play? Did he surrender, speak his heart and mind and see what the other man would do? Or did his re-take his advantage and find out whether struggle could turn that cold voice hot?

With a swiftness and strength born from eighty years of fighting, Aragorn twisted out of the Gondorian's grip and a breath later had reversed them, pinning the startled warrior to the bed. "I am Aragorn," he whispered with a mischievous grin, his teeth white in the dimness and his eyes sparkling. "And I am here to discuss your... allegiance."

Boromir relaxed slightly under Aragorn. "Why didn't you announce yourself? I spent the last few moments wondering how I would subdue an attacker without weapons."

"What makes you think I won't be attacking you?"

Boromir's hand snaked downwards and his grin glinted in the moonlight. "This."

Aragorn gasped as Boromir's hand encircled him and began to squeeze.

"So, Ranger," Boromir went on conversationally, "what part of my allegiance do you wish to discuss?"