Your Words on My Tongue

Each word oozes that strong bond of trust between these two. I loved that Boromir even further sharpened the sharpest elven blade before he sets to work.
"That merits correction does it not?" Hmm extremely delightful and then the smack that follows. And still it’s not the punishment that draws the tears.
He had barely breath to cry out when the blunt head stabbed at his sweetest spot and when strong hand were grasping him across his smarting cheeks to steady Boromir as he began to thrust into him, Aragorn thought he might weep.
Great writing and wonderful reading. Thank you for sharing with us.