Goodnight My Love

 by Janet Elizabeth

 
Category: Chanslash, Incest, Romance, First-Time, Point of View,
Angst 
Rating: NC-17 
Pairing: Merry/Pippin 
Series: 
Warning: Incest, Hurt/No Comfort, Graphic Sex 
Disclaimer: I cannot claim these characters but I claim their
actions here. 
Story Notes: 
Summary: Pippin takes comfort in his love for Merry as he faces
death before the Black Gates.  

 Goodnight My Love
 by Janet Elizabeth 

 *Pippin had bowed crushed with horror when he heard Gandalf
reject the terms and doom Frodo to the torment of the Tower; but
he had mastered himself, and now he stood beside Beregond in the
front rank of Gondor with Imrahil's men. For it seemed best to
him to die soon and leave the bitter story of his life, since
all was in ruin. 

 'I wish Merry was here," he heard himself saying, and quick
thoughts raced through his mind, even as he watched the enemy
come charging to the assault. 

 THE RETURN OF THE KING: The Black Gate Opens*	

 Pippin stood, ready for the assault but his mind was only half
on the battle that would reach him in seconds. Instead, his
thoughts were far away and on another life filled with hope and
joy and love. His thoughts were running with Merry over the open
fields of the shire and remembering all that had passed between
him and his older cousin. 

 There was the memory of them as hobbit boys, stirring up
trouble with their pranks and petty thievery. There were
thoughts of him and Merry swimming in the shallow pools near
Brandyhall. He thought back to moments of sheer joy when he and
his cousin had first discovered lasses and turned away from that
life to another choice; the choice of each other. 

 He remembered the first time he and Merry had held hands,
innocent though it had seemed at the time, but Pippin only
thought of the good feeling that had spread over him as the two
small hands had clasped with fingers entwined. It had been a
sweet moment for them as they walked home in the dark back to
the Great Smials where Pippin lived. They hadn't really known
how they had felt then, being as they were only in their early
'tweens at the time, but all the same it had filled them with
warmth and comfort. 

 Then Pippin's thoughts sped over more memories of the growing
love between the two of them as he remembered more intimate
moments. Their first kiss sprang to his forethought, as he
thought of that special moment. They had been eating early
blackberries and their mouths were stained with the dark juices.
Merry had laughed at the black ring around his younger cousin's
mouth and then out of the blue leaned in to kiss away a trickle
of juice. Pippin had shivered at that moment and not wanting to
miss any of the juice himself had flicked his tongue out in a
race to beat Merry to the spot. Plump lips and slick tongues had
met and lingered longer than expected. Both had broken the
moment, blushing and trying to hide their eyes from each other,
but to no avail. Something new had been admitted, not with words
but with their hearts and neither was quite ready to say what
had just passed. 

 Things could have turned then, but in their next meeting, the
awkwardness that both expected had melted away as they had run,
laughing, away from Farmer Maggot's mushroom patch with their
prize clutched in a small sack between them. After that,
expressing themselves in a more intimate manner had seemed the
most natural thing in the world. 

 Pippin breathed deep, readying his small sword for the orcs
that were coming towards him and thought again of how much Merry
meant to him and of their first intimacies. He could not keep
his thoughts from roaming over the memory of his older cousin's
sweet naked body and the things they had done together in their
most secret moments. 

 They had waited long before touching each other's bodies, in
fact almost until the summer before the quest to take the Ring
south. But after many long and frustrating years of passionate
kisses and frustrating goodbyes with tight breeches and flushed
cheeks, they had finally decided to take the next step, though
neither of them had any real idea of what the next step was. 

 Pippin thought back to their fumbled forays into sex and a
ghost of a smile passed over his lips. He thought of the first
time they had found themselves completely alone and had decided
to explore a more intimate relationship. Merry's body was
slightly larger than most other hobbits, as he was a little
taller and heavier built than his younger cousin but Pippin had
delighted in the firm solidity. He had shivered as Merry had
disrobed him and began caressing his pale soft flesh with his
strong hobbit hands. Then fumbling at his cousin's clothes they
were both finally naked and pressed together passionately. Their
kisses were open mouthed and the soft sounds of sucking could be
heard. Their hands roamed over silky flesh and soft mounds. Then
neither had been able to deny the hardness pressing out from
both their bodies and arcing towards each other. 

 Though they hadn't really known what to do, it seemed some
instincts are just ingrained and eventually they had lain head
to toe and wet seeking mouths had done their job. The explosions
had rocked both of them to their tender young hobbit souls and
afterward they had lain weak as kittens, wrapped in each other's
arms. After that, they figured things out by watching the
animals and spying on their cousin Frodo and his lover Sam,
though neither of that pairing knew that their secret was out.
Pippin and Merry had kept it for them, as much for their own
sake as for Frodo and Sam's. Both younger hobbits knew that love
was sometimes just that, love. 

 And love each other they did, Pippin and Merry. They had
finally admitted as much, but not until they had come through
the early horrors of the road and found themselves in Rivendell.
It was there that many admissions of heart and soul had been
made and not without some tears too. But it had all been worth
it. He loved Merry and Merry loved him, and nothing could take
that away from them. Not even death. 

 Pippin's thoughts were jolted back to the immediate situation
as he clashed with a giant goblin. He could see his moment
coming and as he smote the foul creature with his sword of the
Westernesse, he sent his last thoughts out to his one true love.


 "Goodnight, Merry my love. I will see you on the other side and
we can be together forever then." 

 The End