"Oh my feet. Remind me the next time you suggest a walk to bring a horse." Celebrían teased Elrond as they came into the parlor of the Last Homely House after a few hours walk on the trails. They were trying to escape from the hustle and bustle of wedding preparations that had kept them very busy over the last few weeks.

"Oh Celebrían I'm sorry! I don't know what I was thinking!" Elrond exclaimed, worried he'd overdone it. He ushered her into a chair, but she only laughed.

"Oh Elrond no, it's fine, I was only teasing!" She tried to reassure him, but he had already knelt on the ground in front of her, grabbed her left leg and slid off her boot.

"Elrond what are you doing?" She asked, giving him a look.

Elrond pulled off her stocking next. "Giving you a massage."

Celebrían squealed and tried to pull her leg away. "Elrond no!" She exclaimed. "I'm sweaty and disgusting."

"You," Elrond said, holding her firmly and kissing her lower leg. "Are never disgusting, but are forever the captor of my attention and imagination." He said, beginning to rub her foot with one hand and then holding her firmly with the other.

"Elrond!" Celebrían struggled for a few more moments and then gave up. "Fine…"

"Good, now I can really make it feel wonderful." Elrond said, using both hands to rub her feet. He worked the muscles on the balls of her feet, making her hum contentedly. She had to agree it felt remarkable after the long walk, even if she still didn't like to put him through the trouble.

He continued to her arch, gently circling it with his thumb, before moving on to the heel. After he was done rubbing it he made her relax it, turning it and stretching it up and down and to either side.

"Where on earth did you learn this?" She asked.

"My own secret my dear. After all, I have to give you some reason to stay with me," Elrond said with a grin.

Celebrían smiled back. "Alright, I admit it, I'm glad you won out."

Elrond smirked. "Then I must do this more often."

"No!" Celebrían protested.

"You don't enjoy it?" He asked, his face falling.

"Of course I do, but I don't want you to have to go through this." She said.

He grabbed her other foot, kissing it again before starting the rubdown. "But I take the most pleasure in making you happy Celebrían. Your joy is to me to live through a thousand summers at once, or to walk among the clouds in a silver night sky." He whispered.

Celebrían leaned down and left a small kiss on his cheek. He ceased his massage and put his hands on her chair, kissing her back. They held the kiss for several seconds before they finally pulled back, staring into one another's eyes. "Only a month…" Elrond breathed.

"We should've kept the engagement shorter…" Celebrían said, her blue eyes twinkling.

They heard footsteps and looked up to see who was coming in. "Oh I'm sorry…" Glorfindel was turning around to leave, this time closing the door on them.

"Glor – " Celebrían's protest was cut off by Elrond pressing a finger to her soft lips.

"No, I haven't finished your massage…" He said, kissing her again. "And if Glorfindel finds out he'll want one."

He continued the massage and she felt much more relaxed as her feet ceased to ache. "Hantale." She breathed.

"Glassen, pleasing you is my greatest pleasure."

Hantale: Thank you

Glassen: My Pleasure