With grateful thanks to Raksha.
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Soaring to the Stars
He kissed her. At first tenderly, almost as if he feared she might break; then with increasing ardour when she responded with a passion equal to his own.
His arms entwined around her. She nestled into his embrace, revelling in his arms both gentle and strong. Lovingly, he stroked her tender skin.
“Arwen, vanimelda!” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
Gladly she surrendered, giving her all and in giving; receiving bliss.
She had anticipated this moment for so long, but could never have imagined its sheer rapture. Soaring to the stars visiting Varda's domain could not bring more joy.