8 die/17 live as of today (Jan 14, 04).

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Legolas smiled to see Lunian watching the land about them as eagerly as when she had first traveled beyond the mountains around Imladris. She turned her head towards him and smiled brightly, her horse sliding over to his after a slight pressure from one of her legs. "Hi," she murmured softly.

He smiled back and pulled her onto his horse with him, shifting her hair out of the way so he could kiss her behind her ear. "Good afternoon, Milady," he purred into her ear, before closing his teeth lightly on its curve, knowing that would make the guards look away as nothing else could.

She chuckled softly, knowing well what he was doing, and then freed her ear by turning to face him. She shifted her legs so one was bent up against his middle, rather than turning entirely and straddling not only his horse but him. Despite the travel clothes she wore, with the guards still watching discreetly, it was hardly appropriate.

Not that he would have minded in the least.

She reached up and began braiding his hair as he usually did when traveling, but had failed to do this morning. He had been otherwise occupied at the day's beginning, and then the look on Arwen's face had been so amusing the mundane thought of braiding his hair had fled his mind.

Chuckling softly at the memory he turned his head obediently so she could braid the other side as well.

"What?"

He grinned down at her and playfully caught her bottom lip between his teeth. After nibbling gently for a moment he kissed her briefly and released her mouth. "I was just thinking about how… flustered Arwen was this morning."

A soft snicker came from behind him, but neither one turned to look, though they shared an amused look. "I must say that was a first for me. Seeing any elf flustered is unusual," she murmured softly, "but Arwen?" she shook her head and laughed softly, her eyes glowing with happiness. "I guess Estel figured it out."

"What?" he whispered back, trying to stop the shiver that had come with the feel of her warm breath against his ear.

"The power humans can wield over elves," she answered softly, mischievously.

"Power?" he asked, crooking one brow to add to his question.

She laughed softly and framed his face with her hands, her fingers carefully away from his ears. "Indeed," she breathed, shifting those fingers close to his ears tauntingly.

Legolas stiffened at once, silently cursing how sensitized to the slightest touch she had shaped him to be before her insinuation stopped his mental ranting. He blinked and considered it more fully.

Lunian laughed as his eyes widened, shock mingling with humor and finally, devilish delight. "Understand?" she asked quietly, laughing again as she too recalled the pleased, if flustered, look on Arwen's face that morning.

Legolas lifted a brow as he looked down at her, then dipped his head in a nod that became a line of biting kisses from her chin to her ear, where he once again caught her earlobe between his teeth.

She sighed softly and shivered, for she responded more to a touch there than would most humans. After a moment she shifted at last so she was straddling him, wrapping her arms about his neck as his shifted to pull her slightly closer. He nipped gently at her lower lip as she smiled slowly. "Insatiable elf," she accused, approval, amusement, and affection mingling in the words.

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There should be another chapter or two up after this… keep trying (it doesn't always like showing me new chapters, for some reason. Multiple chapters because they are _really_ really short.