Rating: Slashy angst
Source: FotR movie!verse
Disclaimer: Tolkien did not go here, PJ skirted the edges under Phillipa’s auspices – but Kortirion jumped right in and wallowed!
Snatched moments laid close against each other’s heat, surreptitious embraces in Moria’s darkness... before the healing freedom of languorous encounters the Lady chose to turn a blind eye to, knowing a warrior’s needs... did she know more? He’d felt Boromir’s heart under his questing hand, pulsing with joy, pounding with their conjoined desire... then slowing like a soothed yearling under his expert fingers. He loved to feel that heartbeat under his palm.
He pressed the bloody chest, vainly seeking that glorious rhythm, but Boromir’s heart was changed. It sang no more. And a part of Aragorn’s heart changed with it.