WARNING: Mature contents by the middle of the chapter. You may opt for skipping if you think you cannot handle it.
For several days the company has been camping on the road upon their arrival to Lorien. Males were unaffected by it, but to the golden princess of Ithilien this endless camping was taking a toll on her. That's when her mother's words about the comforts she was used to made sense in her mind. This would be a test for sure on how serious was her spirit of sacrifice for her beloved. Unlike her Rohirrim cousin, she was not used to being constantly on the saddle, so that was another factor that affected her spine aside of her bad sleep postures.
The entire party that was now composed by two humans, an elf, a half dwarf and two hobbits was stopped by a group of blonde elf guards, who engaged into verbal negotiations with Anggil in their elven tongue. On the outcome of their conversation lied the chance to be allowed to use the Lorien road to Moria, and with a little luck, a place to stay for the night. While they awaited what seemed an eternity of foreign language, Fariwyn eased her horse next to Kalvis, curious to know his thoughts, for they showed on his many gestures of impatience.
"What do you think?" She asked, motioning towards the elf guards.
"I cannot understand a word they say. If they speak the common language, then I think they are being quite rude to the rest of us. What if they are offering us insult?" He looked at them with suspicion.
It did not take long for them to have the city revealed before their very eyes. It was in front of their faces all this time, but it blended so well with nature that it was not obvious at first glance. The city was built into the trees, which offered a breath taking magical view. Fariwyn was astonished, as she looked around the ethereal looking city.
"The raven stories fall short. This place makes my secret hiding place pale in comparison" Admitted Kalvis as his eyes took notice of their beautiful surroundings.
The elven guards leaded the group to their guest lodgings for the approaching evening, until next day. One tree was designated for the males, and the other for the females. Each tree was circled with spiral staircases that leaded up to a house with plenty of rooms to choose from. Anggil and Eoden were first to go upstairs. The halfling twins raised each other all the way to their rooms while Fariwyn asked one of the guards for a stream she could wash at. It was known that elven cities were often built nearby bodies of water. Once she got the information she needed, she turned her horse.
"Kalvis, I will be absent for a moment. I am going to take a bath" She announced.
"Do you need escort? I cannot allow you to go alone, and you know it" Kalvis was not entirely sure that it could be a good idea, even if these woods were heavily guarded. The only security he trusted was his own, especially when it came to her.
"I think I will be fine on my own, but you never know." She said echoing his own thoughts. "Come if you wish Kalvis. But you peep, and I shall stuff an apple between your brows" Of course she did not mean it. But she wanted to save face before her cousin.
With that said, they departed to the river, leaving the rest of the company behind on their talk about supplies and routes to follow.
As the pair delved deeper into the city, and away from peers, Kalvis contemplated the flora of the place. Memories of his day off with Fariwyn at his hiding place in Anórien crossed his mind, in which she was wearing only his cloak. A naughty smile drew on his face absentmindedly. His male thoughts got interrupted with her soft voice.
"Isn't this place beautiful?" She asked, biting her lower lip while lost in thought looking at him.
"What? Um.. aye, these woods are breath taking. Don't you think?" Kalvis blushed, almost caught off guard.
The closer they were to the waterfalls, the more crowded the barks were with moss and lichen. They arrived to a clearing, where they could hear the roaring of the cascade nearby. Humidity made the grass release its natural scent that invaded their nostrils. A spray of cold mist caressed their faces, making them smile. This place felt like a macro version of the blacksmith's hiding place. He slid off his horse, tying the reins to a tree and taking an apple from the saddlebags in order to have something to do while the lady took her bath.
"I'll keep watch at that corner over there. Just let me know when you are done" He said, biting his apple noisily and with his eyes fixed on hers in an unreadable expression.
Fariwyn nodded at his words, being unable to really trust her voice at the moment. Kalvis moved where he said he would with his back turned.
She gathered up the things she needed from her saddle bags for her bath, including one of the dresses that Kalvis advised her strongly not to take. But she wanted to look presentable, given the fact that they were at an elven city. She went around the falls and stripped down, throwing her reeking clothes on the river bank before sliding into the water, which felt like pure bliss.
"Its cold" she gasped at the contact with those chilling waters that made her body react. She dipped her golden hair in them, which looked like old gold with hints of copper when wet.
Kalvis's mind went wild with naughty thoughts and a smirk when he heard the wordcold. With a sigh, he resumed biting the apple. It was ripe and juicy. So deep in thoughts the blacksmith was, that he did not notice he was biting the core until he began to chew some pits. He spit them to the ground and tossed the useless core carelessly behind him, as usual. Only this time, his mindless aim was such that it hit a heron that was fishing by the stream between some rocks.
The bird got startled, flapping its wings and cawing noisily. Kalvis turned just in time to see the upset heron fly towards him at high speed. He ducked from the bird attack to see it circle in the air and disappear between tree branches. The cawing echoes died away with it's noisy departure. If all that loud cawing did not alert the population, nothing would. It was safe to stand up now. Upon doing so, his blue eyes got fixed on Fariwyn's forms from behind, as she had her back turned. Her long hair swirled in the current and around her hips, floating on top of the crystal clear water. Between the noise and the uncomfortable sensation of being observed, Fariwyn turned, covering her breasts.
"Kalvis, is someone there?" she yelled, looking around her.
The blacksmith composed, turning his back nervously on her, "All is fine. I just hit a heron with an apple core!" He yelled back to ease the girl.
Fariwyn resumed her bath, which was taking too long already. Time for Kalvis to find another entertainment, so he took a pebble from the ground and flipped it up and down as he thought, "It was a bad idea to come". The accidental peeking was enough to get his mind running wild once again. Suddenly his trousers felt a bit too tight, embarrassing him furthermore. He took deep breathes, releasing them slowly in hopes to calm. But his mind was worked up already, so it was useless.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the splashing sound was the hint that she finished her bath and was coming out of the water. He gave her enough time to be decent before turning. To his surprise, the girl was bent, taking her time to dry her face. Her entire body was exposed, making his jaw drop and his eyes widen. His immediate reaction was to run to his horse and extract a cloak to cover her.
"Have you gone mad?! You should cover your body first! By Mahal, don't do this to me!" Poor Kalvis was altered and upset.
Such was his luck that his boot slipped on a mossy rock as he was wrapping her body with the cloak. He had his arms wrapped around her waist when both fell into the water with a loud splash. It all happened too fast. Even more embarrassing was that she landed on his lap and his long hair was covering his eyes. Between trying to help her stand up, and struggling with his locks, the blacksmith's hands were all over her in certain places that would not have been touched intentionally if he planned it.
"I'm sorry! By my beard, I really am! How clumsy I am!" The poor man became a ball of excuses.
"Kalvis?! What in the world! I was drying my eyes before... wrapping... up..." Those last two words trailed off when his hands woke new sensations on her. Fariwyn gasped halfway between outrage and burning desire. She jumped off him and padded back over to her horse to cover with a cloth so thin it did not hide much.
"I said I'm sorry, alright?" Kalvis was completely soaked. His slippery boots made him have to practically crawl out of the water. "It would serve you to remember these woods are open. What if there is prying eyes around, aside of mine? I was just trying to keep you decent!"
Kalvis pulled his drenched tunic over his head to wring it. Fariwyn's eyes scanned his entire form, as the water from his hair dripped down his muscles and furry chest. His pants were so adhered to his skin they left nothing to imagination. The girl turned all shades of red, biting her lower lip nervously. She was breathing uneasy, burying her face into the saddle of her horse.
"Kalvis, what are you doing to me..." What was meant to be a thought, came out in the form of a whispered moan.
He was removing his boots, pouring water from them when he heard his name, "Did you say something?" He tossed his boots carelessly to go to her. One of them fell on the dress she was going to wear. A calloused hand landed on her naked shoulder, turning her around to him with concern. "Are you alright?" He whispered deep and low. His blue eyes fixed on hers with a soft gaze as a cold droplet dripped along his nose bridge and fell on her cleavage.
"I.. I'm alright..." Her uneasy breathing and elusive gaze betrayed her. A quick coy brush of her lips against his told him all he needed to know. She looked down, blushing furiously when she saw the state of his trousers. "...Are you?"
No more words were needed. Kalvis tilted her face up gently with a finger under her chin, and a gentle kiss sealed the deal. They took their time in a playful nibble of lips that intensified with a brush of his tongue, parting her lips and swirling it around hers with lustful desire. His hands ran smoothly down the small of her back, pulling her body to his possessively. Her arms wrapped around his neck, as her cover dropped to the ground. It wasn't long before Kalvis carried her behind a curtain of weeping willows and laid her tenderly on the grass, kissing her with more passion than before. There was no turn back now.
Fariwyn moaned his name softly when he devoured her earlobe and her entire throat. Certain word that escaped his lips melted her, even though she was oblivious of its meaning. But the tone in which it was said was enough for her to understand it. "Amrâlimê" he moaned, cupping her breasts with his calloused hands. His warmth gave her goosebumps. She began to explore his body with her feathery touch, fascinated with his compact strength. It felt like pure bliss to him.
Kalvis wanted to feel those hands somewhere else, so he took one and placed it on his arousal, giving her full access to his body. She undid the laces of his pants to touch his skin directly. It drove him crazy. He removed them entirely, rejoining her afterwards. They engaged into hungry kissing. That's when Kalvis claimed her with a sudden thrust that turned her into a woman, remaining still to allow adjustment. It was her first time and he was well endowed. A single tear rolled down her face from the sting, which he wiped off gently, kissing her forehead with tenderness.
"I love you" she whimpered.
"I love you too" He gasped.
Carefully he motioned into her slowly until she was used to him. The noise of the waterfalls muffled their enjoyment sounds. Kalvis began to speed up his pace gradually. He was in a state of pure ecstasy and bliss, loving his woman from inside out. Between gasps and hisses, once she overcame the sting, she begged for more. In her eyes, Kalvis could see that level of ecstasy he sought to give her. At a given moment, he pinned her hands against the grass to each side of her head, thrusting harder like he was forging a sword. The tingling sensation made her release, moaning his name loudly. Once he made sure she reached her point, Kalvis reached his with a loud groan. His pace began to slow down until he finally stopped.
Kalvis panted heavily, his lower lip quivering and his body shivering. Beads of sweat crowned his forehead. He finally removed himself, causing her to wince. He collapsed by her side, rolling on his back and gasping for air. He embraced her tightly against his chest and kissed her forehead.
"That felt... incredible! How are you feeling, love? Are you alright?" He asked softly, knowing it was her first time.
"Mhm, I am.. I am alright" She purred, snuggling closer to him for warmth, like the cat that had gotten the canary.
They engaged into gentle nuzzles and soft kisses upon cuddle time. Kalvis kissed her palm, resting it against his chest and breathing on her golden hair. She began to nibble his collar bone teasingly.
"Do you realize my cousin will kill you if he finds out?" She chuckled softly, not caring what he or anyone might think.
Kalvis raised an eyebrow, "I do not plan to tell him. Do you?" He asked teasingly.
She turned over and picked a wildflower from the grass, taking in its scent. Kalvis placed the stem of it behind her ear, "There, it looks better that way..."
Finally the night fell and they returned to the guest lodgings area dressed, where Kalvis helped Fariwyn out of her horse, kissing her with tenderness once more before saying good night. Each smiled knowingly to the other from a distance as they climbed up the spiral stairs to their respective rooms. His eyes followed her until she was lost from sight. It promised to be an unbearably long and sleepless night.