Elrond sighed quietly, laying comfortably back on the soft, springy grass and gazing up at the stars, silver eyes gleaming under their brightness. With a faint smile splashed across his face, he murmured, "Comfortable?" as a familiar warmth settled against his side.
"Perfectly." Celebrían hummed, pressing a gentle kiss against his seeking fingertips as they found her cheek. His hand lightly wound its way into her hair and she relaxed against him entirely, resting her head on his shoulder. Elrond breathed out her name softly, treasuring each syllable as he held her close; the warm wind tousled her hair and she chuckled, tucking her head under his chin lightly.
"What?" he dropped a kiss on her head, light as a spiderweb, his tone gilt with threads of confusion. "Am I enamoured so deeply that it amuses you, my love?" He feigned hurt, wrapping his free arm around her shoulders. "You have only yourself to blame, you know. I cannot help that you are a fairer sight than any other I have yet to set my eyes upon."
Celebrían laughed, her bright voice tinkling and tumbling like water through the stirring breeze. "Flatterer," she mumbled into his chest. Elrond grinned and cupped her face, tilting her chin up gently to meet her eyes.
"I speak nothing but the truth," he said with mock severity ringing through his voice, "something you should well kn-"
Celebrían cut off his next words with a smile and a kiss, tangling her fingers in his hair and toying with his braids.
It was a while before she allowed him chance to speak again.