Coronation17
Where we last were: Maranwe and Eowyn were shamefully spying on our favorite couple (no! not Sam and Frodo!) when Aragorn and Arwen decided to have a little detour to the closet. Need I say more?
Meanwhile as the two shield maidens headed quickly to the celebration on the green-the recently crowned king of Gondor and his elven love were in the pitch blackness of the closet, trying not to trip over a pail or fall over the brooms.
In between frantic kisses Aragorn managed to say, "Was I – the only – one – who saw – Maranwe and Eowyn – behind the curtains?"
Arwen smiled against his lips as Aragorn pushed her back against the stonewall. "No." she spoke quickly before Aragorn kissed her again. "I – saw them too." She let out a sigh of happiness as Aragorn bit down gently on her neck, before licking it to soothe the little wound. "No sense in yelling at them now. We'll leave it up to their imaginations for what we do in here." She spoke breathlessly. "That should be punishment enough."
She giggled as Aragorn growled against her neck. He slowly kissed his way up to her ear. Each touch of his lips sent shivers up and down Arwens' spine. As Aragorn reached her ear he whispered hotly, "They wouldn't even want to think about what I have imagined us doing." Now, Arwen could not have been more thankful for the darkness of the closet hiding her very tomato red face.
"Do you have daydreams as well Elessar?" She asked with a playful tone.
She heard Aragorn growl again deep in his throat and Arwen could feel his calloused hand hiking up her dress and caressing the soft skin behind her knee. A thought suddenly occurred in her mind and it took every ounce of will power that she had to take her hands and pull Aragorn away from her neck.
"Aragorn." Arwen asked, once she had his attention. "How long are we planning to stay in here? Eowyn and Maranwe could spill something and the others may come searching for us."
Aragorn was far too in the moment to be distracted for very long. He kissed her firmly and fervently before saying. "A few minutes. Short enough so that we will not be caught- but long enough so that I can—"his voice trailed off as his hand began to drift up from its place under her dress. Slowly his palm ascended her thigh to her hip and he could feel Arwen tense underneath him, her breath caught in her throat. He kissed her swollen lips before finally moving his hand around to her behind.
Aragorn smiled inwardly. It had been far too long sine he had felt Arwens' soft smooth curves under his touch. With one hand on her lower back and rear, his other hand was tangled in her long wavy hair.
As the two lovers tongues danced together Arwen dragged her hands up and down his torso. She fumbled with the buttons of his shirt in the dark but managed to get the bottom one undone once she pulled it out of the front of his pants. She slipped her hands underneath his shirt and felt the toned muscles of his chest. Valar she was so in love with this man. Her body burned and ached, screaming to be taken immediately. However, as she had found out earlier, there would be no convincing Aragorn to go against his gentlemanly ways. No matter how badly Arwen wanted it. She then jumped as Aragorn moved his hand. "Maybe he isn't so gentlemanly." Arwen thought to herself
Aragorn heard Arwen let out a little squeal when he reached down from her neck and cupped her breast. Her perfect round breasts that he had wished he had the right to touch without the barrier of the fabric. A whimper escaped Arwen's mouth as Aragorn gently gripped the mound.
"Valar." Aragorn breathed when he pulled away to breath. "I love you so much Arwen."
Arwen leaned in an inch or so and pressed a kiss to his whiskered chin. "I love you too Aragorn."
In the darkness of the closet, the only feature Aragorn could make out was the shine and sparkle in Arwen's twilight blue eyes. He took his hand from her chest and gently brushed her cheek and kissed her softly. Arwen nuzzled her nose against his when he pulled away and whispered. "When was the last time that we had where it was just us?"
Aragorn smiled, "December 24." He could tell Arwen was surprised when he answered so quickly and decided to go into further detail. "Under the giant willow tree at nightfall."
Arwen's face lit up at the memory. "It was so many months ago, and yet it feels like yesterday that you held me so close."
Aragorn wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, if that was at all possible. "We wont be separated again melamin. We are together now."
TBC!
I just wanted to get something quick up because I leave tommorow for Block Island! Nothing but beaches and swimming for 5 days!! I'll be back wither on the 7th or 8th! Then ill update again! Sorry this chapter is so short, but I figured u would forgive me because its wicked fluffy
Where we last were: Maranwe and Eowyn were shamefully spying on our favorite couple (no! not Sam and Frodo!) when Aragorn and Arwen decided to have a little detour to the closet. Need I say more?
Meanwhile as the two shield maidens headed quickly to the celebration on the green-the recently crowned king of Gondor and his elven love were in the pitch blackness of the closet, trying not to trip over a pail or fall over the brooms.
In between frantic kisses Aragorn managed to say, "Was I – the only – one – who saw – Maranwe and Eowyn – behind the curtains?"
Arwen smiled against his lips as Aragorn pushed her back against the stonewall. "No." she spoke quickly before Aragorn kissed her again. "I – saw them too." She let out a sigh of happiness as Aragorn bit down gently on her neck, before licking it to soothe the little wound. "No sense in yelling at them now. We'll leave it up to their imaginations for what we do in here." She spoke breathlessly. "That should be punishment enough."
She giggled as Aragorn growled against her neck. He slowly kissed his way up to her ear. Each touch of his lips sent shivers up and down Arwens' spine. As Aragorn reached her ear he whispered hotly, "They wouldn't even want to think about what I have imagined us doing." Now, Arwen could not have been more thankful for the darkness of the closet hiding her very tomato red face.
"Do you have daydreams as well Elessar?" She asked with a playful tone.
She heard Aragorn growl again deep in his throat and Arwen could feel his calloused hand hiking up her dress and caressing the soft skin behind her knee. A thought suddenly occurred in her mind and it took every ounce of will power that she had to take her hands and pull Aragorn away from her neck.
"Aragorn." Arwen asked, once she had his attention. "How long are we planning to stay in here? Eowyn and Maranwe could spill something and the others may come searching for us."
Aragorn was far too in the moment to be distracted for very long. He kissed her firmly and fervently before saying. "A few minutes. Short enough so that we will not be caught- but long enough so that I can—"his voice trailed off as his hand began to drift up from its place under her dress. Slowly his palm ascended her thigh to her hip and he could feel Arwen tense underneath him, her breath caught in her throat. He kissed her swollen lips before finally moving his hand around to her behind.
Aragorn smiled inwardly. It had been far too long sine he had felt Arwens' soft smooth curves under his touch. With one hand on her lower back and rear, his other hand was tangled in her long wavy hair.
As the two lovers tongues danced together Arwen dragged her hands up and down his torso. She fumbled with the buttons of his shirt in the dark but managed to get the bottom one undone once she pulled it out of the front of his pants. She slipped her hands underneath his shirt and felt the toned muscles of his chest. Valar she was so in love with this man. Her body burned and ached, screaming to be taken immediately. However, as she had found out earlier, there would be no convincing Aragorn to go against his gentlemanly ways. No matter how badly Arwen wanted it. She then jumped as Aragorn moved his hand. "Maybe he isn't so gentlemanly." Arwen thought to herself
Aragorn heard Arwen let out a little squeal when he reached down from her neck and cupped her breast. Her perfect round breasts that he had wished he had the right to touch without the barrier of the fabric. A whimper escaped Arwen's mouth as Aragorn gently gripped the mound.
"Valar." Aragorn breathed when he pulled away to breath. "I love you so much Arwen."
Arwen leaned in an inch or so and pressed a kiss to his whiskered chin. "I love you too Aragorn."
In the darkness of the closet, the only feature Aragorn could make out was the shine and sparkle in Arwen's twilight blue eyes. He took his hand from her chest and gently brushed her cheek and kissed her softly. Arwen nuzzled her nose against his when he pulled away and whispered. "When was the last time that we had where it was just us?"
Aragorn smiled, "December 24." He could tell Arwen was surprised when he answered so quickly and decided to go into further detail. "Under the giant willow tree at nightfall."
Arwen's face lit up at the memory. "It was so many months ago, and yet it feels like yesterday that you held me so close."
Aragorn wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, if that was at all possible. "We wont be separated again melamin. We are together now."
TBC!
I just wanted to get something quick up because I leave tommorow for Block Island! Nothing but beaches and swimming for 5 days!! I'll be back wither on the 7th or 8th! Then ill update again! Sorry this chapter is so short, but I figured u would forgive me because its wicked fluffy