Summary: Aragorn and Eowyn's wedding. Rated M by Savannah (Eowyn & Aragorn)
March 17, 3019
Eowyn's eyes fluttered open and for the first time in weeks there was a smile on her lips. She looked around the room looking for Aragorn, but he was gone. She sat up slowly then swung her legs over the side of the bed. Just then, Eomer burst through door, his smile spreading all the way across his face. "Good morning, he said, crossing the room in two strides. He placed a cloth bag on the bed and pulled Eowyn to her feet. He kissed her forehead. "Baby sister," he said.
Eowyn smiled at the floor. "He told you, didn't he?" Eowyn asked.
"Yes!" Eomer laughed, scooping her into his arms and spinning her around. He set her down gently and she clung to his arm as he reached for the bag on her bed. "I spent all morning looking for this," he said.
"All morning?" Eowyn asked, confused.
"Yes," Eomer said. "It's almost midday."
Eowyn rubbed her forehead. "I've never slept this much in my life." Eomer pulled at the bag until a white dress spilled out. Eowyn's face broke into a smile. "You got this for me?" she said, hugging him.
"I'm so proud of you, Eowyn," he said. "I never thought my baby sister would grow up to be a world renowned warrior. I guess all that training with me and Theodred paid off."
She punched him playfully on the arm. "World renowned," she scoffed.
Eomer smiled at her. "You are," he said. "They call you shield maiden and wraiths bane." She laughed then looked at the floor embarrassed. "Well, are you going to try it on?" he asked.
Eowyn picked up the dress. Eomer walked to the corner of the room and turned around. Eowyn smiled and slipped her nightgown over her head. "Eomer," she said. He turned around. Eowyn stood smiling at him. "Can you do it up for me?" she asked.
Eomer nodded and crossed the room. "You look like our mother," he said as he tied the intertwining gold laces on her back.
Eowyn turned to him. "I can't remember what she looks like."
..::..
Aragorn climbed the stairs two at a time and burst into his room. He went to the bowl in the corner and washed the blood and grime from his hands and face then washed his hair. He slipped out of his clothes, pulled on tight black pants and tugged a white shirt on over his head. He looked down at the golden tree of Gondor embroidered on his chest. Pulling the hair away from his face and tied it with a small strip of leather.
He left the room and followed the paths up to a small garden overlooking the city. People bustled around setting up a few rows of chairs and putting flowers everywhere. He walked towards a fountain and dipped his fingers in the cool blue water then pulled one of the lilies out. He twirled the stem in his hands and watched as garlands were hung across the garden, and a long piece of cloth was laid in the middle creating an aisle.
"It's beautiful," someone said beside him. Aragorn turned to see Gandalf standing looking out over Minas Tirith, he turned and placed a hand on Aragorn's shoulder. "You deserve this day," he said. "You deserve happiness."
Aragorn smiled. "Thank you."
..::..
Eowyn stood in front of the mirror and smiled excitedly. Her dress tumbled to the floor in layers of silk that moved when she walked. Her fingers moved to trace the gold designs that started at her bare shoulders and wove down to the middle of her hips.
"Hold this," a young girl said, handing her a piece of hair as she pinned in the last of it onto her head. Eowyn looked at the braids woven loosely into her hair and the little white flowers that were tucked in here and there. They had even rubbed a pink paste onto her cheeks and a darker one on her lips that made her look less sickly. As she handed the last curl to the girl her sleeve caught in the wind. It picked up the sheer material falling from her arm and sent it flying in the breeze. Lastly, the girl clasped a small gold chain around her neck, hung on it was a jewel that glittered when the sun hit it. "Are you nervous, my lady?" she asked.
Eowyn shook her head. "I'm just so happy, I can't get this smile off of my face." The girl smiled behind her at the mirror. "Thank you," Eowyn said. "I can hold a sword but I can't do my own hair." The girl laughed and bowed then left the room.
Eowyn sat down on a chair and looked out of the window, she breathed deeply of the fresh cool air blowing in from the window. She heard the door opening and stood up. Eomer walked through the door but stopped when he saw her. He swallowed, trying to find words. "How do I look?" Eowyn asked, spinning in a circle for him. Her head started to pound. Eomer ran toward her and caught her by the shoulders, keeping her from falling.
"Like the most beautiful creature I've ever seen," he said.
"Let's go," Eowyn said. "I can't wait any longer."
Eomer chuckled and held out his elbow. Eowyn placed her arm in his but he moved, holding her around the waist and they walked out of the room together.
..::..
Aragorn stood at the front of the garden, the fountain and the view at his back. The sun was beginning to set making everything glow with a warm light. In the corner a man sat playing soft music. Gandalf stood beside Aragorn smiling at him, he could feel the energy pushing out of him, making it impossible for Aragorn to stand still. Suddenly the music changed and the small gathering stood. Aragorn turned and saw Eowyn standing with her arm around her brother smiling at him. He felt every emotion crows up inside of him, all of them pushing, making a lump appear in his throat as he looked at her.
Eowyn's long white dress fell around her feet. The veil, like her sleeves, blew softly in the wind. The same wind pulled small pieces of her hair so that it fell perfectly around her face. 'How could something be so beautiful?' Aragorn thought to himself.
Slowly the siblings walked together towards him. Everyone looked at Eowyn as she walked past, but her eyes never faltered from Aragorn's. Aragorn smiled as they reached the end of the aisle. Eowyn turned to Eomer and embraced him. He held her at arm's length then kissed the top of her head. "I love you," he whispered, blinking back tears. Eowyn nodded, all words lost. She turned to Aragorn and her face immediately broke into a smile. She stood across from him, Aragorn took her hands in his.
Eowyn looked at Gandalf as he began to speak, but Aragorn couldn't take his eyes off of her. "No two people have given their lives so completely to our cause. Both have faced death and pain for others, both have shown that they will give their lives. So now, on this day, we gather together to watch as they gives their lives to one another." Eowyn looked back to Aragorn, beaming. Gandalf drew out two rings and handed a small silver one to Aragorn, and a larger gold one to Eowyn. Then he began to speak again. "Aragorn," he said. "Here is Eowyn, princess of Rohan, shield maiden of her people. Will you take her into your house to be your wife?"
Aragorn smiled. "I will," he said. "With all of my heart." He stepped forward and slid the ring onto her finger then kissed her forehead.
"Eowyn," Gandalf continued. "Here is Aragorn, soon to be king of Gondor. Will you follow where he leads and call him husband?"
"I will," she said, placing the ring on his finger and standing on her tiptoes to kiss his forehead.
"Please repeat after me," Gandalf said to the couple, "I stand here on this day to show that we are an inseparable bond." He paused, taking their hands and laying them on top of each other's. "To show that I will fight to protect the other and that I will be true to them." He took a piece of fabric and folded it over one of their hands then continued. "That for as long as our lives may be, we will be as one." He tied the cord around the other hands.
As they finished repeating the words Eowyn hesitated, she looked into Aragorn's eyes then finished. "As long as our lives may be."
"Please seal your union," Gandalf finished.
Aragorn stepped forward and Eowyn came to meet him, their lips touching softly. Eowyn slipped her hands from the bindings and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him as the sun set into the horizon.
Cheering erupted from the crowd. Eowyn turned and smiled at them as they began to walk down the aisle again. Aragorn wrapped his arms around her waist as they walked and whispered in her ear. Eowyn blushed and looked down then stopped. She reached up and kissed him again, running her fingers through his hair, holding him as tight as she could. He pulled her into his arms then into the air. She laughed as he carried her the rest of the way to the back of the garden, the people leaving their seats to follow them, still clapping.
..::..
Aragorn sat at the head of the table, his new bride beside him. He smiled as his closest friends sat around him, all laughing and talking at once. He turned to Eowyn and smiled at her, she wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him closer to her and kissed him. Merry and Pippin hooted, turning everyone's attention to them. Aragorn smiled, slightly embarrassed, and wrapped an arm around her waist.
Gandalf stood and raised his glass. "A toast," he said. "To who seem to be the happiest couple in Gondor."
"In Middle Earth!" Pippin yelled. The room laughed then drank.
Eowyn looked at the inside of her goblet then hesitantly sipped, immediately she regretted it. Her head began to spin and she had to grab the table to try and steady herself. Aragorn's hold on her tightened and he looked down with concern. When Eowyn opened her eyes she realized that both Aragorn and Eomer were looking at her. She swallowed and looked at her brother pleadingly.
Eomer's eyes met Aragorn's and he nodded. Eomer stood and stretched. "It's getting late and everyone knows that tomorrow will be a long day." Aragorn stood too and helped Eowyn, his arm still around her. Eowyn smiled bravely at the rest of the people in the room then followed her brother and husband out of the room. As soon as they were out of sight Eowyn collapsed against Aragorn. He took her chin in his hand and looked at her face. "Why is she so pale?" Eomer asked.
Aragorn turned to him. "She needs rest." He kissed her forehead. "Let's go to bed," he said, folding her into his arms and resting his chin on her head. Eowyn laid her head on his chest and let her eyes close. "You're cold," he whispered, scooping her into his arms.
..::..
Aragorn reached for the door handle then kicked the door open. Taking a step into the room, he set Eowyn down gently then closed the door behind them, his eyes still on her. In the dark room Eowyn glowed, her ivory skin a matching color to the white gown she wore. Aragorn took a step forward and placed his hand on her cheek, looking down into her eyes, deep and blue as the sea. "Eowyn," he breathed, his voice deep and husky, full of love and lust; not able to find the words to describe her beauty.
Behind them the door to the balcony stood open, the chill spring air blowing on them. Eowyn shuddered, leaning into Aragorn. His hands ran over her bare arms. "Let me build a fire for us," he said. Eowyn nodded but she didn't let go of her hold on him, she just stood looking at him for a second longer. Aragorn brushed their lips together and tasted wine and fruit on her lips. He took a breath, looking at his wife then turned to empty the fire pit.
Eowyn smiled as he worked then took a small branch that he had lit so that she could light the candles that sat around the room. When she was finished Aragorn still stooped by the fire, adding log after log until it blazed. He stood looking at the flames then turned.
Eowyn stood in front of him, slightly bent, just stepping out of her gown. As she straightened Aragorn felt his breath leave him. Her skin had turned to cream in the moonlight, her cheeks flushed from the fire. Her long hair fell around her shoulders like a golden waterfall, the white flowers still hanging on here and there. She stood there, letting Aragorn look at her smiling. Her body was perfect, small, and strong. His eyes wandered from her face down to her breasts, then down again following the lines of her stomach to the dark hair between her legs. He felt himself growing hard just at the sight of her standing in front of him.
She took a step towards him, leaving her clothes behind in a heap on the floor behind her. He came to meet her, their mouths joining instantly. Aragorn's hands gripped her waist, feeling her soft skin under his big hands. The sweetness of her mouth made him dizzy. Her arms snaked around his neck, pulling him down closer and deepening their kiss.
Aragorn let her lips go, touching their foreheads together. "I've missed your touch," he said, pulling her body close to his, holding her to him. Eowyn laid her head on his chest, one arm wrapped around him, the other hand gripping his arm. "I thought I had lost you so many times over. I thought I had lost you," he said into her hair.
Eowyn looked up at him with her deep sea eyes and kissed him long and hard. Aragorn pulled his shirt up over his head, pausing their kiss for only a second then diving in again and backing them up towards the bed. Eowyn broke their lips apart, her chest heaving, sucking in breaths. She sat down on the bed, her hands coming up to the drawstrings of his pants, her fingers lingering on the perfection of his muscled abdomen. She looked up at his face as he watched her work. His dark hair hung down in loose waves around his face, just brushing his shoulders, and casting dark shadows over the angles of his face, the manly line of his jaw, and his high cheekbones. Her hands moved around to his backside, slipping his pants down his legs; her hands running over the hard muscles that lay under his skin.
Aragorn crawled over top of her, picking her up as he moved and laying her down on the bed under him. Eowyn lay on her back, her face surrounded by a pool of hair. Aragorn looked down at her. "You're so beautiful," he said, leaning down to touch her lips with his, kissing her tenderly. He felt her breasts brush his chest and a shiver ran down his spine. His hands moved down, running his fingers over her nipples. Eowyn moaned into their kiss and pressed his hands harder into her, Aragorn obeyed, massaging her soft skin.
Eowyn pressed herself against him, need welling up inside of her, driving her mad. "Aragorn," she said, her voice breathy in his ear. Aragorn moved down, kissing her neck. Eowyn's eyes squeezed shut, breathing hard. She arched her back, breathing his name.
Aragorn smiled as he kissed the skin covering her shoulders and chest. He could never grow tired of the sound of his name on her lips. Eowyn's arms wrapped around his neck, pulling his lips back to hers. She pushed him over onto his back, her knees slipping over his leg. Aragorn lay flat on his back, looking up at her as she began to move herself back and forth, using his leg to press against her wetness. Aragorn let a smile spread across his face at her moans of pleasure.
Suddenly Aragorn sat up, no longer able to be away from her. He grabbed her hips and connected her lips, kissing her so deeply he felt the corners of his vision grow dark. He lifted her for a second, slipping into her. Eowyn gasped, her eyes closing, her head falling so that her forehead rested on his cheek. Aragorn pressed his lips to her face then flipped them over again, pushing down hard into her. Eowyn groaned as he pushed and pulled on her body. She came with a gasp, holding onto him for dear life. She wrapped her legs around his back as he came inside of her, his eyes closing.
Eowyn sat up, forcing Aragorn up as well. "Eowyn," he breathed, resting his head on her shoulder, utterly spent. She turned them, slightly laying him back down on the pile of pillows at the head of the bed. Aragorn's hand came to the back of her neck, pulling her down to kiss him.
"This can't end," Eowyn said, her eyes closed. Their bodies were pressed together, covered in a sheen of sweat. "I don't want morning to come."
Aragorn's hand still rested on her neck and he pulled her down for another kiss before he answered her. "We have each other for this night, that's all that matters," Aragorn said, rolling onto his side.
Eowyn tucked her head in under his chin and curling her body into his. "Just for tonight," she said sadly.