Alright, so I'm afraid it's been a very long time for this story. My sincere apologies. I have finally uploaded a new chapter though so that has to count for something. I kind of got writer's block and then I just got straight up busy. But here it is. I do not own LOTR. JRR Tolkein does. I would love your reviews and opinions!!

Chapter Twenty-One

Melima let her shoulders be exposed as Elladan gently pushed the dress down a few inches. He kissed down her neck and then onto her beautiful, strong shoulders. The dress fell farther down and was soon pooled around her ankles, leaving her bare. She turned slowly to face Elladan.

Her nimble fingers untied his tunic and slipped it from his torso. The same calm fingers began to tremble when it came to the laces on his blue breeches. Melima got a hold of herself and slipped the breeches from his waist, keeping her eyes on his the entire time.

Elladan could see her nervousness and he moved his hands to either side of his face. "Le mellon (I love you)," he whispered.

"I love you too," Melima bent her head and kissed Elladan's strong, smooth chest. His arms wound around her and, he too, bent over to kiss her forehead, her lips, her neck, and her chest all the while moving backward toward the massive bed.

The edge of the bed caught Melima behind her knees and she fell back, pulling Elladan with her, causing them both to get a good laugh. Melima paused mid kiss, remembering that was why she was with him. They could laugh at anything, anytime.

Elladan's hands roamed the hills of Melima's body like a light breeze, making Melima feel things she never had. His mouth followed his hands and kissed every inch of her.

Melima was sprawled out on the bed the next morning. She was on her stomach the sheet very low on her back, her auburn hair fanned out on the pillows. Elladan was propped on one elbow just staring at her, one hand playing with her thick hair. The sun fell right on her and he had never seen anything so perfect in his life. He let one of his hands stray to her plump, rosebud lips, his finger running over them more gentle than the softest kiss.

Melima's eyes fluttered open and she waited for the haze of sleep to lift. She saw her husband, and thought how odd that was. They were finally married. Husband and wife. A lazy smile spread across his features and she couldn't help but return it.

"It's noon," Elladan chuckled.

"Fantastic. That means lunch." Melima tugged the sheet up around her and slipped out of bed with it. She went into the bathroom and ran a warm bath. She slipped into it and leaned her head back on the porcelain tub. Melima held her left hand out of the water and observed her wedding ring. The perfect mithril band set with a gorgeous stone from the glittering caves, obviously a creation of Gimli's. She grinned and her eyes drifted close.

Elladan slipped in the tub behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She moved her head onto his shoulder and let him nuzzle in her neck.

Elladan washed her hair and then they got out of the tub and dressed. They helped each other with their new marriage braids and then went to the great hall for lunch with their families.

Elrond and Thranduil sat at both heads of the huge table. Melima's brothers and Elrohir filled in the middle along with Arwen and Aragorn. Eldarion, who was five months old, was curled onto Arwen's chest. He still had the look of almost a newborn about him, due to his Elvish blood. Melima walked over and rubbed his little back, Arwen gratefully held him out to her friend, ready for a break.

Melima gladly took him and settled in a seat next to Elladan who had sat next to Elrond. Both men smiled at how natural Melima was with a baby, Eldarion had instantly assumed the same fetal position on Melima and locked one very tiny fist around a lock of her auburn curls. Even the Thranduilion brothers couldn't help but smiling a little at their sister.

Arwen and Aragorn stood and Arwen bent down by Melima's ear, one hand subconsciously rubbing her child's small back. "We are going for a walk. It has been a long time since we have had a break from the little one." Melima nodded.

She admired her sister-in-law for raising her son completely on her own. Most royal mothers offered their children up to a wet nurse and a governess, but Arwen had insisted, even though Eldarion was the Crown Prince of Gondor, that she would raise him. Melima hoped to do that with her own children. What was the point in having them if you had to give them away?

Melima felt eyes on her and she turned to look at Elladan, whose gaze had been on her for quite a while. He just smiled softly when he met her eyes. Melima leaned back in the chair and let Eldarion nuzzle further into her neck and hair where he promptly fell into a deep sleep, his little back rising and falling steadily under her pale hand.

"You have quite a way with children, Melima," Elrond said kindly.

"Oh." Melima smiled, startled. "It helps when they are easy babies. Your grandson just sleeps." She smiled again.

"Perhaps you and Elladan will get that lucky." Elrond clapped his son on the shoulder gently.

"That is far away though." Melima glanced at Elladan. His brow furrowed and he tilted his head to the right when he looked at her. "Right?"

"Not that far away I wouldn't think," Elladan returned.

"What?" It was Melima's turn for her brow to knit together. "Not that far away? We haven't yet been married a day."

"Surely you two will figure it out in your own good time." Thranduil interjected from the other end of the table. Melima nodded in agreement.

"I think we will." She smiled toward her father, grateful to him before stopping an argument on their first day of marital bliss.

Melima looked down at Eldarion. The top of his dark head was all she could really see, and the tips of his pointy ears of course. She hadn't given much thought to children yet. She hadn't thought Elladan was quite ready yet, but obviously he was. Perhaps she was as well. They would need to talk and discuss things before they made up their mind. Melima smiled to herself. Perhaps she was ready.

So there you have it guys and ladies, Chapter Twenty-One! Let me know what you think about the whole baby situation and what not! No flames or hate comments, but I would love anything else!! Thanks for reading and if you have anything you want me to read and comment on just let me know!

Happy reading,

Avonmora