Night-Time in the Gardens
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Category:
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
4,351
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Four
TITLE: Night-time in the Gardens.
E-MAIL: purpledluva@yahoo.com
RATING: PG-13, 12, whatever. There’s nx inx in this scene, but some f/f kisses.
PAIRING: Arwen/Eowyn, Aragorn/Legolas hinted at.
DISCLAIMER: All belong to Tolkein, who is probably rolling over in his grave.
FEEDBACK: Please. It will help me to write better next time. Also, if I get no positive feedback I probably won’t continue to post this because I’m a little unsure about this.
ARCHIVE: Ask and ye shall receive. (I’d be honoured, just tell me)
SUMMARY: Arwen likes Eowyn. Eowyn takes her to a private clearing in the garden. Things progress from there.
NOTES: All the boys in LOTR seem to be fucking each other, so I though the girls might be too. By the way, this contains SLASH, if you hadn’t figured that out already. If you don’t like slash, piss off. Also, I am British. Meaning I’m using English spellings, not American ones. Please don’t tell me I’ve spelt things like grey wrong. To me, gray is spelt wrong.
Life went on. I married Aragorn. Eowyn married Faramir. Eowyn and I continued to see each other, like we’d arranged. I slept with Aragorn, so he wouldn’t think anything was wrong, but it was never as good with him as it was with Eowyn. I don’t know if he still slept with Legolas. A large part of me hoped he did. Even if I wasn’t in love with him any more I still cared about him. I wanted him to be happy. And it made me feel better about sleeping with Eowyn.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
It was about six weeks after that first night when I heard about the hunting trip. It was going to be huge: almost all the men weoingoing. It was a perfect chance for Eowyn and I to be together.
I met up with her in the rose garden – the roses were now in full bloom. There were so many different colours; red, pink, yellow, white. I couldn’t help stopping for a minute to look, before walking down to the shelter where Eowyn waited.
“Eowyn, did you hear? About the hunting trip?” She smiled at me.
“Yes, I did. And I want to take you somewhere special, Arwen.”
“Where?”
“A beach I found. It’s very beautiful. And no one will be there at night.”
I shivered at the implications, thinking of what we would do. She leaned over and kissed me; starting gently, but getting more and more passionate until I pulled away for air, breathless and gasping.
“We shouldn’t,” I said. “Someone might see.”
Her eyes glittered as she leaned close to me. “So?”
“So, Aragorn. And Faramir. They might hear about it. And we can’t let that happen.”
“No. But I almost wish they would.”
“You wish they would what?”
“Hear about it.”
“Eowyn, are you mad? They can’t hear about it. They wouldn’t understand.”
“I know. I just feel guilty, cheating on them like this. And I hate having to hide our love.”
“Me too. But it’s the only way.”
She nodded slowly. She looked sad and uneasy. I kissed her, long and deep, to banish whatever thoughts were making her look like that.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A few days later the hunting party left, and that evening I went down to the gardens to wait for Eowyn.
A/N: Again, I’m not very happy with this chapter. I think it’s just that I’m not very good at dialogue. Also, the twisted part of my brain was demanding I stop and write an Arwen/Gaiel iel BDSM fic.
E-MAIL: purpledluva@yahoo.com
RATING: PG-13, 12, whatever. There’s nx inx in this scene, but some f/f kisses.
PAIRING: Arwen/Eowyn, Aragorn/Legolas hinted at.
DISCLAIMER: All belong to Tolkein, who is probably rolling over in his grave.
FEEDBACK: Please. It will help me to write better next time. Also, if I get no positive feedback I probably won’t continue to post this because I’m a little unsure about this.
ARCHIVE: Ask and ye shall receive. (I’d be honoured, just tell me)
SUMMARY: Arwen likes Eowyn. Eowyn takes her to a private clearing in the garden. Things progress from there.
NOTES: All the boys in LOTR seem to be fucking each other, so I though the girls might be too. By the way, this contains SLASH, if you hadn’t figured that out already. If you don’t like slash, piss off. Also, I am British. Meaning I’m using English spellings, not American ones. Please don’t tell me I’ve spelt things like grey wrong. To me, gray is spelt wrong.
Life went on. I married Aragorn. Eowyn married Faramir. Eowyn and I continued to see each other, like we’d arranged. I slept with Aragorn, so he wouldn’t think anything was wrong, but it was never as good with him as it was with Eowyn. I don’t know if he still slept with Legolas. A large part of me hoped he did. Even if I wasn’t in love with him any more I still cared about him. I wanted him to be happy. And it made me feel better about sleeping with Eowyn.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
It was about six weeks after that first night when I heard about the hunting trip. It was going to be huge: almost all the men weoingoing. It was a perfect chance for Eowyn and I to be together.
I met up with her in the rose garden – the roses were now in full bloom. There were so many different colours; red, pink, yellow, white. I couldn’t help stopping for a minute to look, before walking down to the shelter where Eowyn waited.
“Eowyn, did you hear? About the hunting trip?” She smiled at me.
“Yes, I did. And I want to take you somewhere special, Arwen.”
“Where?”
“A beach I found. It’s very beautiful. And no one will be there at night.”
I shivered at the implications, thinking of what we would do. She leaned over and kissed me; starting gently, but getting more and more passionate until I pulled away for air, breathless and gasping.
“We shouldn’t,” I said. “Someone might see.”
Her eyes glittered as she leaned close to me. “So?”
“So, Aragorn. And Faramir. They might hear about it. And we can’t let that happen.”
“No. But I almost wish they would.”
“You wish they would what?”
“Hear about it.”
“Eowyn, are you mad? They can’t hear about it. They wouldn’t understand.”
“I know. I just feel guilty, cheating on them like this. And I hate having to hide our love.”
“Me too. But it’s the only way.”
She nodded slowly. She looked sad and uneasy. I kissed her, long and deep, to banish whatever thoughts were making her look like that.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A few days later the hunting party left, and that evening I went down to the gardens to wait for Eowyn.
A/N: Again, I’m not very happy with this chapter. I think it’s just that I’m not very good at dialogue. Also, the twisted part of my brain was demanding I stop and write an Arwen/Gaiel iel BDSM fic.