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A/N: FLUFF TIME!!! I've decided that fluff is my strong point when it comes to writing. So here it is. I told you I'd get this chappie up in a week........I was kinda close....... but anyways,
To recap: Aragorn has just heard a knock at the door.
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Aragorn groaned again, thinking it was Elrohir or Elladan coming to give him a hard time. He slowly rose and went to the door. He paused for a minute before opening it, mentally preparing himself for any teasing he was about to endure. Aragorn finally stiffened and opened the door only to find,
"Arwen!" he gasped. Arwen cautiously walked into the room. She had planned to talk to Aragorn carefully but her emotions got the better of her.
"Oh, Estel!" she cried as she threw herself into his arms. "How could I have been such a selfish person? I didn't mean for it to come out that way, all I wanted was for you to say you loved me but I knew you did all the time. I'm so sorry." Arwen buried her head in Aragorn's chest and sobbed into his shirt. Aragorn didn't speak for several moments; he was so taken aback by the apology. When he found his voice he breathed,
"Arwen, it's not your fault. I didn't know what you were asking for and I know that you always mean well. I'm sorry too." Arwen stopped crying and leaned up.
"So no hard feelings?" she said.
"No hard feelings," he answered. Aragorn lifted his hand to touch her face. He stroked away her tears tenderly and then bent down to kiss her moistened lips. Arwen hungrily kissed back and tightened her embrace. They broke apart and stood in silence for several moments, gazing into one another's eyes. At last Aragorn whispered,
"Arwen?"
"Yes?" she whispered back.
"I love you."
"I love you too." Their lips met again, more passionately this time. Arwen felt as if she had been away from Aragorn for years and she slowly started to stroke his back. Aragorn smiled inside her mouth and started moving his hands in a gentle caress towards her shoulders. Their mouths separated again, rather reluctantly, and Aragorn continued to move his hands in small circles around her shoulders and up towards her face, making Arwen flush red with desire.
Aragorn smiled at her colored cheeks and bent his face in and left a gentle kiss on her forehead. But it wasn't enough to satisfy what had been growing up inside him.
"Estel, please?" Arwen inquired. Aragorn didn't reply, trying still to be honorable but desperately failing all at the same time. His lips moved over from her head and touched the tip of Arwen's ear. She dug her fingers into the ties of his shirt, while groaned as Aragorn licked and sucked. "You're driving me mad," she said. Aragorn came off of her ear to say,
"It's your turn." He continued his trail of kissed onto her shoulder, gently removing the fabric on that area off with his hands. Arwen started to breath heavier. She couldn't stand it anymore. She needed to be with him. She tried talking again.
"Aragorn-"
"Yes, my love," came the reply.
"I think you've done enough."
"Oh no, Undomiel. You've tortured me long enough."
"What happened to being honorable?" Arwen asked with a sly grin. Aragorn looked into her eyes saying,
"Look where it got me."
"Hmm, I suppose being dishonorable could get you a little bit farther."
"You asked for it," Aragorn couldn't help but laugh. He brought her in quickly for another tantalizing kiss that left her shivering. She faked a frown saying,
"I hate it when you do that."
"Why?"
"It makes me feel like the impossible is possible."
"Why is that a bad thing?"
"I don't know.." Arwen trailed off as Aragorn went back to his kisses. Slowly he guided her towards the bed-
(a little while later)
Elladan and Elrohir were becoming rather restless and impatient to tease their sister. They had just overheard some interesting news from their father concerning Aragorn and couldn't wait to annoy her with it. They had been waiting in her room for almost 20 minutes now and started pacing the floor. Finally Elrohir said,
"This is ridiculous; she's not going to come to us. Let's go find her." They hurriedly left the room and raced into the corridor only to find Aragorn and Arwen leaving Aragorn's room hand in hand and walk down the hall. Their mouths dropped to the floor.
"She wouldn't-" Elrohir started.
"She would," his brother responded.
"They didn't-"
"They did."
A/N: well that's it for now folks. Sorry the end sucked, but I tried. One more chappie left! You know, the party for Aragorn's return. Hope to see you there! Now go press that button down there that says Submit Review. I would love that! Hopefully next chapter up soon-I'll do my best, but it depends on reviews!!!! REVIEW NOW!
A/N: FLUFF TIME!!! I've decided that fluff is my strong point when it comes to writing. So here it is. I told you I'd get this chappie up in a week........I was kinda close....... but anyways,
To recap: Aragorn has just heard a knock at the door.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aragorn groaned again, thinking it was Elrohir or Elladan coming to give him a hard time. He slowly rose and went to the door. He paused for a minute before opening it, mentally preparing himself for any teasing he was about to endure. Aragorn finally stiffened and opened the door only to find,
"Arwen!" he gasped. Arwen cautiously walked into the room. She had planned to talk to Aragorn carefully but her emotions got the better of her.
"Oh, Estel!" she cried as she threw herself into his arms. "How could I have been such a selfish person? I didn't mean for it to come out that way, all I wanted was for you to say you loved me but I knew you did all the time. I'm so sorry." Arwen buried her head in Aragorn's chest and sobbed into his shirt. Aragorn didn't speak for several moments; he was so taken aback by the apology. When he found his voice he breathed,
"Arwen, it's not your fault. I didn't know what you were asking for and I know that you always mean well. I'm sorry too." Arwen stopped crying and leaned up.
"So no hard feelings?" she said.
"No hard feelings," he answered. Aragorn lifted his hand to touch her face. He stroked away her tears tenderly and then bent down to kiss her moistened lips. Arwen hungrily kissed back and tightened her embrace. They broke apart and stood in silence for several moments, gazing into one another's eyes. At last Aragorn whispered,
"Arwen?"
"Yes?" she whispered back.
"I love you."
"I love you too." Their lips met again, more passionately this time. Arwen felt as if she had been away from Aragorn for years and she slowly started to stroke his back. Aragorn smiled inside her mouth and started moving his hands in a gentle caress towards her shoulders. Their mouths separated again, rather reluctantly, and Aragorn continued to move his hands in small circles around her shoulders and up towards her face, making Arwen flush red with desire.
Aragorn smiled at her colored cheeks and bent his face in and left a gentle kiss on her forehead. But it wasn't enough to satisfy what had been growing up inside him.
"Estel, please?" Arwen inquired. Aragorn didn't reply, trying still to be honorable but desperately failing all at the same time. His lips moved over from her head and touched the tip of Arwen's ear. She dug her fingers into the ties of his shirt, while groaned as Aragorn licked and sucked. "You're driving me mad," she said. Aragorn came off of her ear to say,
"It's your turn." He continued his trail of kissed onto her shoulder, gently removing the fabric on that area off with his hands. Arwen started to breath heavier. She couldn't stand it anymore. She needed to be with him. She tried talking again.
"Aragorn-"
"Yes, my love," came the reply.
"I think you've done enough."
"Oh no, Undomiel. You've tortured me long enough."
"What happened to being honorable?" Arwen asked with a sly grin. Aragorn looked into her eyes saying,
"Look where it got me."
"Hmm, I suppose being dishonorable could get you a little bit farther."
"You asked for it," Aragorn couldn't help but laugh. He brought her in quickly for another tantalizing kiss that left her shivering. She faked a frown saying,
"I hate it when you do that."
"Why?"
"It makes me feel like the impossible is possible."
"Why is that a bad thing?"
"I don't know.." Arwen trailed off as Aragorn went back to his kisses. Slowly he guided her towards the bed-
(a little while later)
Elladan and Elrohir were becoming rather restless and impatient to tease their sister. They had just overheard some interesting news from their father concerning Aragorn and couldn't wait to annoy her with it. They had been waiting in her room for almost 20 minutes now and started pacing the floor. Finally Elrohir said,
"This is ridiculous; she's not going to come to us. Let's go find her." They hurriedly left the room and raced into the corridor only to find Aragorn and Arwen leaving Aragorn's room hand in hand and walk down the hall. Their mouths dropped to the floor.
"She wouldn't-" Elrohir started.
"She would," his brother responded.
"They didn't-"
"They did."
A/N: well that's it for now folks. Sorry the end sucked, but I tried. One more chappie left! You know, the party for Aragorn's return. Hope to see you there! Now go press that button down there that says Submit Review. I would love that! Hopefully next chapter up soon-I'll do my best, but it depends on reviews!!!! REVIEW NOW!