Disclaimer: I do not own LotR.
Chapter 3 â¼~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~â¼ Many years later, when Aragorn returns with Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin to Rivendell... â¼~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~â¼
Aragorn caught his breath at the glance of her arrival. Arwen kept her head bowed as she followed her father to his seat. She sat down next to Elrond, eyes scanning the crowd. Her eyes rested on Aragorn, and a smile crept onto her lips.
"Friends, strangers, and outlaws," Elrond began in a booming voice. "Welcome to Rivendell. And now, my friend Pippin from The Shire would like to make an announcement." Elrond sat down. Pippin stood atop a chair, and said, raising his mug of ale, "Let's eat!"
Laughter and "Here Here"s followed this, as everyone began to eat.
Aragorn took his seat next to Gandalf. The feast progressed, and at 6:00 (Shire Reckoning), Aragorn caught Arwen's eye, and motioned to the door with his head. She nodded, and leaned in to whisper something in her father's ear, while Aragorn went out to the courtyard to wait for her.
Arwen appeared in the doorway dressed in a white gown that was so revealing, and made her look so beautiful, that Aragorn had to keep his mouth from dropping open, and restrain from running to kiss her with the passion in his heart.
She walked up to him, achingly close for Aragorn. Finally, Aragorn couldn't take it anymore. He suddenly kissed her, making her gasp, then give a small moan with pleasure. His arms went around her waist, pulling her closer, while Arwen rested hers around his neck. A while later, Arwen broke the kiss.
"Hi." She whispered, smiling at him.
"Hi." Aragorn whispered back.
"Should we go?" Arwen asked.
"Yeah, let's go find a spot for the fireworks there have been rumors about." Aragorn answered, leading her with his arm around her waist.
On top a hill overlooking
â¼~~~~~~~~Rivendell~~~~~~~~â¼
Arwen laughed as she ran in a race to reach the top before Aragorn. She reached the top, Aragorn right behind her. Arwen giggled as Aragorn put his arms around her, as they both gazed out over the city. "You win, melliona." Aragorn whispered in her pointed ear. "What is your prize?"
Arwen turned around, tenderly touching his cheek. "You are my prize, melanya."
Aragorn leaned in to capture her lips in a passionate kiss. He bit her bottom lip teasingly. "What do you wish to do with your prize?" He asked in a rasping whisper, and began to kiss her chin and neck. Arwen moaned, and pulled him closer. "What happened to your Ranger self control?" she asked teasingly.
"Even Rangers cannot help but lose their self control when alone with the woman they love." Aragorn answered, as he stopped kissing her. Arwen pulled him into a hug. Aragorn caressed her hair tenderly with his hand. He made her look at him, and kissed her tenderly.
"I love you." he whispered.
"And I you." she whispered back.
Arwen began to crouch to sit down, pulling Aragorn with her. Aragorn suddenly tackled her, pushing her to the ground with him on top. Arwen laughed, and was cut off by Aragorn kissing her lips. In a swift movement, she flipped him over so that she was on top.
"Is this going where I think it's going, wennya?" Aragorn asked, as Arwen started unbuttoning his Elven robe.
"It depends on where you think it is going." Arwen answered, running her hands over his bare chest. She felt his heart quicken at her touch.
"I think that you're trying to get me to lose my self control and to go to bed with you." Aragorn said, stroking her cheek tenderly.
"The thought had crossed my mind. My question to you is that, if that was my intent, would you do it with me, if I asked you?" she replied.
Aragorn sighed, deciding. "If that is what you want of me, my love, I can refuse you nothing."
Arwen was silent. Aragorn saw that she was deciding. "Pleasure is sweeter when delayed." she replied.
Aragorn let out a sigh of relief. He loved Arwen, but it seemed to both of them too soon to do something like that.
"You are worth waiting for, wennya." Aragorn whispered.
Arwen smiled mischievously, and placed a tempting kiss on his lips.
"You sure know how to torture a man, wennya." Aragorn said, as she placed other tempting kisses on his bearded chin.
For a while, Arwen lay on Aragorn's chest, enjoying the resounding beat of his heart. A minute or two passed, Aragorn's mind enveloped in the sounds of the night: The trees; birds singing; the sound of Arwen's rhythmic breathing; the beating of her heart.
Suddenly, Arwen couldn't take it anymore, and kissed Aragorn full in the mouth, He pulled her closer, and deepened their kiss.
The fireworks began then, a magnificent show put on by Gandalf. Arwen and Aragorn were oblivious to its beginning or end. All they cared about was each other, trying to please each other, full aware of each need the other had.
When the glorious kiss ended, Arwen propped her head up with her hand.
"Renech i lu I erui govannen?" ( Do you remember how we met?) she whispered to Aragorn.
"Nauthannem I ned ol reniannen." (I thought I had strayed into a dream.) he answered, awestruck by the beauty of the woman he loved.
"Gwenwin in enninath,"(Long years have passed) she whispered. "U- arnech in naeth i si celich." (You did not have the cares you carry now.) As she said this, she tenderly touched his cheek.
"Renech i beth i pennen?"(Do you remember what I told you) she asked.
Aragorn reached up, and ran his fingers across the Evenstar pendant that hung around Arwen's neck. She had told him once that her mother had given it to her. "You said you'd bind yourself to me. Forsaking the immortal life of your people." he answered, tracing the outline of the pendant with his finger.
"And to that I hold. I would rather share one lifetime with you, then face all the ages of this world alone." She whispered. With that, she unclasped the jewl and let the chain slide from her neck and fall into his sword-callassed hand. He looked at it, then up at her in disbelief.
"I choose a mortal life."
"You cannot give me this!" he protested.
"It is mine to give to whom I will......like my heart."
She placed her hand over his and closed it. She gazed into his eyes, and leaned in and kissed him.
All Aragorn could do was kiss her back.
~~~~ The End ~~~~ Please R&R!! P.S. you guys know I don't own that last dialogue, right?
Chapter 3 â¼~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~â¼ Many years later, when Aragorn returns with Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin to Rivendell... â¼~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~â¼
Aragorn caught his breath at the glance of her arrival. Arwen kept her head bowed as she followed her father to his seat. She sat down next to Elrond, eyes scanning the crowd. Her eyes rested on Aragorn, and a smile crept onto her lips.
"Friends, strangers, and outlaws," Elrond began in a booming voice. "Welcome to Rivendell. And now, my friend Pippin from The Shire would like to make an announcement." Elrond sat down. Pippin stood atop a chair, and said, raising his mug of ale, "Let's eat!"
Laughter and "Here Here"s followed this, as everyone began to eat.
Aragorn took his seat next to Gandalf. The feast progressed, and at 6:00 (Shire Reckoning), Aragorn caught Arwen's eye, and motioned to the door with his head. She nodded, and leaned in to whisper something in her father's ear, while Aragorn went out to the courtyard to wait for her.
Arwen appeared in the doorway dressed in a white gown that was so revealing, and made her look so beautiful, that Aragorn had to keep his mouth from dropping open, and restrain from running to kiss her with the passion in his heart.
She walked up to him, achingly close for Aragorn. Finally, Aragorn couldn't take it anymore. He suddenly kissed her, making her gasp, then give a small moan with pleasure. His arms went around her waist, pulling her closer, while Arwen rested hers around his neck. A while later, Arwen broke the kiss.
"Hi." She whispered, smiling at him.
"Hi." Aragorn whispered back.
"Should we go?" Arwen asked.
"Yeah, let's go find a spot for the fireworks there have been rumors about." Aragorn answered, leading her with his arm around her waist.
On top a hill overlooking
â¼~~~~~~~~Rivendell~~~~~~~~â¼
Arwen laughed as she ran in a race to reach the top before Aragorn. She reached the top, Aragorn right behind her. Arwen giggled as Aragorn put his arms around her, as they both gazed out over the city. "You win, melliona." Aragorn whispered in her pointed ear. "What is your prize?"
Arwen turned around, tenderly touching his cheek. "You are my prize, melanya."
Aragorn leaned in to capture her lips in a passionate kiss. He bit her bottom lip teasingly. "What do you wish to do with your prize?" He asked in a rasping whisper, and began to kiss her chin and neck. Arwen moaned, and pulled him closer. "What happened to your Ranger self control?" she asked teasingly.
"Even Rangers cannot help but lose their self control when alone with the woman they love." Aragorn answered, as he stopped kissing her. Arwen pulled him into a hug. Aragorn caressed her hair tenderly with his hand. He made her look at him, and kissed her tenderly.
"I love you." he whispered.
"And I you." she whispered back.
Arwen began to crouch to sit down, pulling Aragorn with her. Aragorn suddenly tackled her, pushing her to the ground with him on top. Arwen laughed, and was cut off by Aragorn kissing her lips. In a swift movement, she flipped him over so that she was on top.
"Is this going where I think it's going, wennya?" Aragorn asked, as Arwen started unbuttoning his Elven robe.
"It depends on where you think it is going." Arwen answered, running her hands over his bare chest. She felt his heart quicken at her touch.
"I think that you're trying to get me to lose my self control and to go to bed with you." Aragorn said, stroking her cheek tenderly.
"The thought had crossed my mind. My question to you is that, if that was my intent, would you do it with me, if I asked you?" she replied.
Aragorn sighed, deciding. "If that is what you want of me, my love, I can refuse you nothing."
Arwen was silent. Aragorn saw that she was deciding. "Pleasure is sweeter when delayed." she replied.
Aragorn let out a sigh of relief. He loved Arwen, but it seemed to both of them too soon to do something like that.
"You are worth waiting for, wennya." Aragorn whispered.
Arwen smiled mischievously, and placed a tempting kiss on his lips.
"You sure know how to torture a man, wennya." Aragorn said, as she placed other tempting kisses on his bearded chin.
For a while, Arwen lay on Aragorn's chest, enjoying the resounding beat of his heart. A minute or two passed, Aragorn's mind enveloped in the sounds of the night: The trees; birds singing; the sound of Arwen's rhythmic breathing; the beating of her heart.
Suddenly, Arwen couldn't take it anymore, and kissed Aragorn full in the mouth, He pulled her closer, and deepened their kiss.
The fireworks began then, a magnificent show put on by Gandalf. Arwen and Aragorn were oblivious to its beginning or end. All they cared about was each other, trying to please each other, full aware of each need the other had.
When the glorious kiss ended, Arwen propped her head up with her hand.
"Renech i lu I erui govannen?" ( Do you remember how we met?) she whispered to Aragorn.
"Nauthannem I ned ol reniannen." (I thought I had strayed into a dream.) he answered, awestruck by the beauty of the woman he loved.
"Gwenwin in enninath,"(Long years have passed) she whispered. "U- arnech in naeth i si celich." (You did not have the cares you carry now.) As she said this, she tenderly touched his cheek.
"Renech i beth i pennen?"(Do you remember what I told you) she asked.
Aragorn reached up, and ran his fingers across the Evenstar pendant that hung around Arwen's neck. She had told him once that her mother had given it to her. "You said you'd bind yourself to me. Forsaking the immortal life of your people." he answered, tracing the outline of the pendant with his finger.
"And to that I hold. I would rather share one lifetime with you, then face all the ages of this world alone." She whispered. With that, she unclasped the jewl and let the chain slide from her neck and fall into his sword-callassed hand. He looked at it, then up at her in disbelief.
"I choose a mortal life."
"You cannot give me this!" he protested.
"It is mine to give to whom I will......like my heart."
She placed her hand over his and closed it. She gazed into his eyes, and leaned in and kissed him.
All Aragorn could do was kiss her back.
~~~~ The End ~~~~ Please R&R!! P.S. you guys know I don't own that last dialogue, right?