Burning Hotter, by Lbilover

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'If I close my eyes, I can almost imagine we are back in Bag End,' Frodo says, cuddling closer against Sam.

Sam's arms tighten around him. 'That was long ago and far away, Frodo love. And,' a rueful laugh rumbles in his chest, 'we were a lot younger then.'

'Perhaps, but coals can burn hotter than flames.' Frodo twines his fingers into Sam's grey-flecked curls and pulls him down into a kiss that may no longer hold the passion of youth, but indeed burns hotter.

Then all is silent save for the crackle of the envious fire on the hearth.


~end~

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