"Are we moving too fast?" I breathed into the young hobbit's ear. Night was lifting and a sweet breeze swept over us. He said nothing and petted my straight hair. Last night, I had been sitting against a tree and had nearly fallen asleep when Frodo sat next to me. "Meia," He said softly, his voice breaking the night's silence, "do you remember when I tried to tell you something when we were in Moria?" His blue eyes captured mine and all I could do was nod. He then leaned forward and caught my lips in a soft, sensual kiss. My head absolutely spun and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "Well, Meia?" he asked, into my parted lips. I was too afraid to open my eyes, afraid it was all a dream. "I wasn't listening, " I breathed. "Could you say it again?" I asked and Frodo met my lips again, more eager this time. Soon we were sprawled on the ground, clothing loose and unbutton but not gone. "Are we moving too fast?" I asked laying my head on his chest and peering into his blue eyes. Frodo gave a sigh and kissed the tip of my nose. "If anything, I don't think we are moving fast enough." "I thought you said hobbit courting could go on for months," "Most hobbits don't court on their way to Mt Doom," My heart swelled and tears blurred my eyes, just the sweet silence of my own mind was enough to make me weep, but now a lover. My first in nearly eleven years. I'd do anything for him. I sat up from Frodo and began to pull down the straps on my dress and soon sat in front of him in my slip. "How fast do you want to go, Frodo?" I asked. The hobbits eyes went wise then became hooded with lust. He kneeled, the top of his curly head coming level with my eyes and began to push off his over coat and shirt.

This is a very suggestive scene. Nothing goes into great description and its still there SO THIS IS A WARNING! If you do not like suggestive or sexual content please skip this chapter!!!! thank you.

Allanon clenched his teeth and tore his eyes off the two. He had come this way to talk to Meia. He had wanted to begin their relationship again but from the soft noises coming from the clearing he had missed his chance.

"She really does love you,"

Allanon jumped and looked over to his left. It was Rash. He leaned against a tree watching Frodo and Meia. "I'll bet my new skin she'd rather be rollin in the grass with you than that imp,"

" Be quiet, soul-sucker! What do you know of love and human-emotion?" Allanon demanded. The two stared at each other and Rash smiled as Allanon winced from a small moan carried on the wind.

"I know plenty about her emotions, I was only inside her mind for eleven years. I witnessed her every daydream and fevered fantasy. I could tell you a couple,"

"I'll pass," Allanon frowned as the Shadowen swung his eyes back out to the clearing. Allanon's eyes followed the shadowen's instinctively and immediately regretted it as he caught a glimpse of Meia's naked figure in the moonlight. He quickly looked away before he could witness more.

"Are you sure?" Rash asked pushing off of the tree and dissolving into the shadows. Allanon rued the shadowens disappearance as the soft moans escalated in gentle, aching cries. "Her favorite," Rash said in his ear making the druid start," fantasy was in the elvish garden,"

"She loved the garden," Allanon murmured, "but was forbidden to go into it when you affected her,"

"Yes," Rash said, his breath stirring the druid's hair," It all started like this. One such a cool night, you both stood under that great silver tree,"

"The Ellcrys," Allanon breathed. Somehow he had turned and stared into the clearing. Meia and Frodo were sleeping now, entwined in each other's arms. Meia's hair was unbound and blanketed most of her naked body, while Frodo curled into her soft curves, his tiny cloak barely stretching over them both.

"You could make that fantasy come true," Rash purred, "There are many great trees here. All you have to do is sweep her away from that imp and she's yours,"

Allanon turned and shot a venomous glare at the shadowen.

"Stop trying to twist my mind!" I'll not fall for your tricks again, Rash! I still have the scar on my back from the last time I fell for your tricks!"

Rash faltered back a step and Allanon turned away from the shadowen and began toward the clearing.