Title: Tool Shed

Author: Olivia V.

Status: Draft

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Sam gets surprised in the Tool shed.

Spoilers: None, probably bookverse.

Pairing: Sam/?

Archive: Please email me at oliviav@att.net and ask first.

Disclaimer: The characters portrayed here belong to J. R. R. Tolkien. They are not mine and I could never do them real justice. I’m just playing with them for a bit.

Sam patted the earth beneath his hand with a satisfied smile. Soon, Mr. Frodo should have a nice crop of vegetables for winter storage. Gathering up his tools, Sam headed for the tool shed and opened the door to put them away so he could prepare supper before going home.

A hand reached out, yanked Sam inside and pushed him against the wall. Hands ran over his back quickly, lips pressing firmly to his own in a rough, passionate kiss. Those hands made Sam shiver against their owner.

Sam gasped. Breaking the kiss he whispered, “Your cousins didn’t see you come in here, did they sir?”

“No, they didn’t. They went down to the Green Dragon for a pint an hour ago.” Sam felt hands slide gently over his rump. “You and I are alone, Sam.”

Bright eyes flashed in the dim lighting before Sam felt full lips nibbling against the tip of his ear.

Sam groaned, unbuttoning his shirt. Fingers touched his exposed skin lightly. “I was beginning to believe we’d never have a moment alone, Merry.”

Grey eyes smiled into Sam’s hazel ones. “Never doubt for a second that I failed to come up with a backup plan...”