| Title: Passing Glance Author: Appleman Pairing: Frodo/Legolas Rating: PG13, implyed sexual content, slash Disclaimer: *sigh* these characters are not mine. They belong to JRR and I do not make any money fromthese stories. Summary: Frodo thinks about what could never be... I wish he would look at me like I look at him. I want his beautiful eyes to pass over me and burn with fire. I hope that one day he will want me like I want him. But what could the amazing elf ever see in a lowly hobbit? I sigh as I watch him infront of me. His hair, oh his hair, cascading down his shoulders, was shining in the sun. I loved his tight stockings that showed off every single muscle on his body. if only he would turn around.... His smile lit up the darkest of caves. His skin was always glowing, but then again he was made of stardust. Oh how I love to watch him, to imagine him holding me in the cold of the night... "Frodo!" Pippin called. That annoying little cousin of mine. "Frodo, come play with us!" Legolas turned, my elf. But his blue eyes were not uppon me. They rested on Merry and Sam rolling in the dirt. I wanted his gaze on me! "We do not have time to play," I said a little too harshly. I recollected, "I mean we need to keep walking if we want to reach the camp before dark." Pippin pouted but followed my instructions. Sam and Merry rose from the ground and fell in line. Legolas turned his awesome head away from me. I mourned the loss. Oh how I want him! I want to feel him above me. His hot breath on my neck. I could see him in my mind's eye, sparkling with a thin layer of sweat. If only I could touch... To feel him above me... I wanted him to turn. I wanted a chance. If only he could give me... a passing glance. |
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