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Subject: In the royal chambers... Author: Aragorn [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:56:18 04/26/02 Fri The water stung, lion fierce in the shallow gash across his forhead. Quickly he drew back and looked with unseeing eyes at some ornament of Arwen's. "Stand still!" He smiled, it seemed their positions were reversed, she the queen, he the poor serving man. Her eyes and words spoke of anger but the hand that cleaned his wound was gentle and spoke differently. Dark orbs watched him carefully with a healers attention to detail and Aragorn examined her once more: every feature perfect in it's place. He felt the cloth being drawn away, "is it over doctor?" he asked, eyes twinkling with mischief. "Yes. You'll carry that scar for the next few months and don't call me doctor, I haven't earned it yet." "You saved me." "From a cut and grazed knuckles." "More than that...you saved me from myself." The girl's face was puzzled and as she stood thinking this over Aragorn raised his newly bandage hands to face, pushing back a strand of loose hair that fell over her eyes with a lover's care. "My lord..." The sentance was left unfinished however. Before reason could interfere again, he brought his head down and kissed her softly, his lips brushing hers lightly but with a definate purpose. Quickly he pulled back from the kiss, tingling from the embrace, her expression unreadable. Resisting the temptation to wrap his arms around her and kiss her soundly once more he waited for the inevitable rebuke that was about to come thundering down but it didn't come. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Re: In the royal chambers... Author: Namün [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 21:24:40 04/26/02 Fri Namün's heart stopped. Anything he could say to her, anything he could do, she'd been ready for. But not this. Temporarily at least, she was floored. Not for long though. Brief though the kiss had been, she had enjoyed it. Namün cast caution to the winds. Slipping her arms around her King, she pulled his head down to meet her own, kissing him fiercely. Immediately, she felt him respond. Strong arms wrapped around her body, pulling her close to him. She gave herself up entirely to the kiss, losing herself in the feel of his body and taste of his mouth. Distantly, she felt him unpin her hair, letting the dark locks fall free. His hands followed its trails down her body, and she shivered sensuously beneath his touch. Her own fingers clutched at the soft fabric of his clothing and the powerful body beneath, brushing upwards to run through his hair. In those few seconds, Namün was his, and his entirely.