Disclaimer: OK we all know that I do not own Lord of the Rings. We all know
that I wish I did, but I don't. We all also know that this is a purely
fictional story. Bummer.
A/N: I'm sorry but I had to use the Arwen line!! I know it doesn't go there but I love that line! Please forgive me! (if you don't know what I'm talking about, I'll forgive you)
Aragorn stood alone in the wood of Rivendell. He looked up at the moon and recalled the vision of loveliness he had just left. Although he told Arwen that he was going straight to bed, he was restless and could not sleep. So he decided to stretch his legs and had ended up in a secluded grove.
Aragorn sat down on the cool ground and was deep in thought when the blade of a sword was placed to his chin.
"What's this? A ranger caught off his guard?" came the soft voice behind him. Aragorn smiled and turned to face Arwen.
"Only with you," he replied. "Your presence weakens me." Arwen drew back her sword and laid it down.
"How so?" she whispered. Aragorn stood and walked next to her saying,
"I lose control of my body," he put his arm around her waist, "and I might do things like this." He bent over and his lips captured hers in a captivating kiss. He felt Arwen go limp beside him and gently led her to sit back on the ground. Slowly they broke apart.
"Only you Estel, could fill me with such happiness that I live in now," Arwen breathed. Aragorn cupped her cheek with his hand and felt her creamy skin under his fingers. He stared lovingly into her eyes and spoke softly,
"Arwen you have grown in radiance since the day of our first meeting."
"And you have grown in bravery and honor, and you have grown in my heart," she whispered back.
"Arwen-" Aragorn started but the elf laid a finger on his lips.
"Do not speak. Just enjoy the moment. Imagine a world without worries, without trouble, without hatred, a world with only love. In vision it, and we will be there."
"We are there. A world with you is a world with ever flowing love." Aragorn pressed his face against Arwen's and their lips met again for another kiss. Aragorn's lips left her mouth and started a trail of kisses across her neck and up towards her pointy ears. She moaned slightly, her ears being a very sensitive point.
"Estel-" she began.
"Ummm," came the reply.
"We really shouldn't be doing this," his lips brushed hers, "never mind, keep doing that." At this Aragorn straightened.
"No you're right. We really should stop now."
"No that's ok, lets keep going," Arwen answered. Aragorn groaned,
"Arwen, please," he said, trying to be stern but forcing back a smile. "I'm trying to be honorable for your own good."
"I think it would do me good to continue," she said hopefully as she tugged at his shirt. Carefully she bent her head to kiss his neck.
"Why must you torture me?"
"I don't think of it as torture, Estel."
"How am I supposed to be honorable to your father if you keep going on like this?" Aragorn questioned.
"You could try being the opposite."
"I could never be dishonorable. This is something sacred that we should wait for."
"Fine," Arwen said in mock anger. She got up and started to walk off. Aragorn still sat on the ground and watched her retreating back as long as he could resist the temptation to jump up and kiss her.
Finally temptation gave in and Aragorn leaped to his feet and caught the elf around the waist.
"Well maybe I could try being dishonorable."
"Really?" Arwen whispered after another sweet kiss.
"Well," Aragorn paused, "just this once." Arwen smiled and embraced her love tenderly. She bent her face towards the sky for one more kiss when,
"A-hem."
A/N: who said the "A-hem" you want to know? Tune in later for the adventures of Aragorn and Arwen!! (another chappie coming soon. Now go press that little button down there and review)
A/N: I'm sorry but I had to use the Arwen line!! I know it doesn't go there but I love that line! Please forgive me! (if you don't know what I'm talking about, I'll forgive you)
Aragorn stood alone in the wood of Rivendell. He looked up at the moon and recalled the vision of loveliness he had just left. Although he told Arwen that he was going straight to bed, he was restless and could not sleep. So he decided to stretch his legs and had ended up in a secluded grove.
Aragorn sat down on the cool ground and was deep in thought when the blade of a sword was placed to his chin.
"What's this? A ranger caught off his guard?" came the soft voice behind him. Aragorn smiled and turned to face Arwen.
"Only with you," he replied. "Your presence weakens me." Arwen drew back her sword and laid it down.
"How so?" she whispered. Aragorn stood and walked next to her saying,
"I lose control of my body," he put his arm around her waist, "and I might do things like this." He bent over and his lips captured hers in a captivating kiss. He felt Arwen go limp beside him and gently led her to sit back on the ground. Slowly they broke apart.
"Only you Estel, could fill me with such happiness that I live in now," Arwen breathed. Aragorn cupped her cheek with his hand and felt her creamy skin under his fingers. He stared lovingly into her eyes and spoke softly,
"Arwen you have grown in radiance since the day of our first meeting."
"And you have grown in bravery and honor, and you have grown in my heart," she whispered back.
"Arwen-" Aragorn started but the elf laid a finger on his lips.
"Do not speak. Just enjoy the moment. Imagine a world without worries, without trouble, without hatred, a world with only love. In vision it, and we will be there."
"We are there. A world with you is a world with ever flowing love." Aragorn pressed his face against Arwen's and their lips met again for another kiss. Aragorn's lips left her mouth and started a trail of kisses across her neck and up towards her pointy ears. She moaned slightly, her ears being a very sensitive point.
"Estel-" she began.
"Ummm," came the reply.
"We really shouldn't be doing this," his lips brushed hers, "never mind, keep doing that." At this Aragorn straightened.
"No you're right. We really should stop now."
"No that's ok, lets keep going," Arwen answered. Aragorn groaned,
"Arwen, please," he said, trying to be stern but forcing back a smile. "I'm trying to be honorable for your own good."
"I think it would do me good to continue," she said hopefully as she tugged at his shirt. Carefully she bent her head to kiss his neck.
"Why must you torture me?"
"I don't think of it as torture, Estel."
"How am I supposed to be honorable to your father if you keep going on like this?" Aragorn questioned.
"You could try being the opposite."
"I could never be dishonorable. This is something sacred that we should wait for."
"Fine," Arwen said in mock anger. She got up and started to walk off. Aragorn still sat on the ground and watched her retreating back as long as he could resist the temptation to jump up and kiss her.
Finally temptation gave in and Aragorn leaped to his feet and caught the elf around the waist.
"Well maybe I could try being dishonorable."
"Really?" Arwen whispered after another sweet kiss.
"Well," Aragorn paused, "just this once." Arwen smiled and embraced her love tenderly. She bent her face towards the sky for one more kiss when,
"A-hem."
A/N: who said the "A-hem" you want to know? Tune in later for the adventures of Aragorn and Arwen!! (another chappie coming soon. Now go press that little button down there and review)