guide_beregond | Boromir will kill me when he learns of this.

How Did I Lose My Virginity?

Now, there's a funny story. No, really. I don't mind sharing, I'm not the one most likely to be embarrassed by it! I was on guard duty one night. I was younger then, of course. Not a boy any longer - well, actually, I’d rather not share what my age was at the time. You are likely to either think I was far too young or far too old. But apparently, I was exactly the right age for one young woman that had made a habit of teasing me while on duty. She knew exactly when I would be on watch, and made it a habit to take her evening walks during my shift. I’m sure she thought I was more experienced than I was, judging by the winks and flirtatious looks she gave me each night as she strolled by.

One night I was on duty, looking forward to the end of my shift, as it was Boromir’s birthday, and a party was in full gear. I’d been listening to the laughter, songs, and clatter of food plates and wine goblets all evening, and well… I was in the mood to have some fun, too.

And then, just like clockwork, she walked by again, batting her eyelashes just like the coy young thing she was not. This night, I decided to return the smile, and even ventured to step a few paces from my post to speak with her. Her name was Marjasha, and as it turns out, she was not from Minas Tirith, and had few friends in town. Her nature was that of a free spirit, and sad to say, other girls of her age saw her as a trollop and worse. After we talked a while, I began to see her in a new light. I was attracted, indeed, but also noted her wit and intelligence. And her waist, which was quite thin. Oh, and her bosom, which most assuredly was not thin. Don’t give me that look, I’m a healthy male, I appreciate these things!

Anyway. It was Boromir’s birthday party, and I was considering asking her if she wished to attend the festivities with me when I got off shift. Just as I started to speak, she began laughing uncontrollably. I wondered if I sounded that much the fool trying to win her favor that night, when she pointed upwards, gasping for breath and leaning against me, lost in giggles.

Have I mentioned yet it was a very windy night?

Let’s just say that what we saw set a certain mood, and she saw the look on my face as the flag blew down and I grabbed it, quickly wrapping it around us both, as I pulled her close into a fiery kiss. It was only ten minutes until my shift’s end, and well, hopefully nothing went amiss in those ten minutes, because the world disappeared for a good while for us both.

We did eventually make it to the party. And with all the attention on Boromir, I don’t think anyone noticed anything different about me. And the young lady on my arm, bless her heart, was already flirting with three other guardsmen. She was indeed a free spirit. By year’s end she had wed one of them, and from what I hear, she’s a wonderful wife and mother these days. Everyone should have the chance to sow their wild oats while young!

Beregond: Captain of the White Company, the Guard of Faramir Prince of Ithilien.
Fandom: The Lord Of The Rings
Ficlet: 572 words