Fimbrethil reclined on the grassy sward beside which the gently babbling spring welled up, whose waters she and Treebeard had shared not long before, his golden eyes like deep pools as they gazed into hers, and as his strong limbs caressed her lissome branches, she pondered with sweet anticipation the days, or perhaps even weeks, of gradually building pleasure that lay before them, for although already her stamens ached to receive his pollen, she knew that the moment when at last that supreme bliss would be achieved would come only after Treebeard had thoroughly explored all the hidden crevices and crannies of her bark, branches and roots, rousing each leaf and twig to heights of trembling passion, for her lover was skilled and patient, and he was never, ever, hasty.
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