Jester here! just a short drabble, maybe I'll add a new chapter later on but who knows

HB is not mine by the way...so yeah..

CASTITAS.

I recall with a rather vivid exactitude, the time when we experienced what was the first flutters of a love that would become so grand, it would end up swallowing us whole, leaving us to drown in the exquisite feeling of it for the years to come.

we must have been twenty-four then, still only children by elven standards, our bodies still waiting for the time when we would begin to change into adolescents, and yet as young as we were, that day we played in the garden, our maids about us, half fiddling with their embroidery and half watching the spectacle before them.

You were wielding a wooden sword on that spring day, a knight who was pledging undying allegiance to his Lady, and I the Lady being pledged to clutching a small doll to my chest, swearing, as girls that are only babes and overhear the elder elven maidens speak of love often do, that I would keep your child safe and our bed warm for your return, and when you kissed my hand as any proper Lord would the ladies giggled at your antics and you raised your head to glower at them for interrupting your show of affection. I could hardly contain myself then and before you could even catch my train of thought, I placed my still dimpled hands at either side of your still round cheeks and planted a kiss on your still golden lips.

But because we were babes still, after the first initial shock our ladies resumed their silly giggles behind cupped hands, but you and I felt it did we not? The quick stutter of our heart and the sudden emotion that filled our chests, an emotion that was so different from all the others we had to word to describe it at all, but that day we both realized that all we needed to pass the endless days to come was each other and nothing more, if we were together.

Another fifteen years would have to pass before we began to feel something that can only be described as something...more.

we were thirty-nine and beginning the change, and so we were still not so much soft children, but also not yet full adults. It was one of those days that we had sneaked away from our tutors to hide in the old study rooms in order to simply bask in the company of the other.

We had been teasing one another, pointing out things that had now changed, and noticing the few things that had remained the same, we had become awfully tall since the last two springs, so much in fact that though we were still the same height as each other, we were now on par with the adult elves of the council. The coloring of our faces had also begun to change, the pale gold of my eyes and lips was now turning the color of honey and copper, and unlike we had both expected the shade of you differed from mine (or perhaps mine's from yours) It had become a pretty pale silver-blue, and though your arms were now changing as well becoming more prominent, the bands of muscle clearly visible under the skin, something had not changed. You were still warm, and soft at the lips.

It was on this day that the kissing became something different, something hungry and desperate, wild and simply just, more.

I was surprised then at the sound that escaped the both of us, me pinned under you, your knee between my inner thighs, it was a muffled moan that passed from my lips to yours, and a low groan that reverberated from your ribcage to mine, but we were too young and grew started at the reaction of our bodies. the nearly painful throb deep in my core, and the agonizing hardening of what marked you a male. We weren't prepared, not then.

When we returned to the Great Hall, I noticed something else that had changed as you passed me by.

Where before your scent was the same as the gentle rain on new turned earth and of freshly trimmed grass, now you smelled like the great forest, and the lighting storm itself.