Dark, velvet wisps entwined with sun touched curls on the crisp linen of a pillowslip embossed with the ornate curved letters F.B. The letters also clung to each other in the same way the curls and the lovers did.

Arms and legs wound round each other in a lazy full body embrace as the pair slept peacefully. Frodo’s curls slowly caressed Sam’s cheek as the rise and fall of relaxed breathing moved the two in a slow and rhythmical dance.

Fingers slowly combed through Sam’s hair searching for purchase as Frodo dragged him willingly into a sleepy but passionate kiss.