The Ground Beneath Her Feet: 1. The Ground Beneath Her Feet

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1. The Ground Beneath Her Feet

She carried the beauty of Luthien herself in her veins, a goddess among the fair elves, and Aragorn worshiped the very ground beneath her feet; also he worshiped her feet which graced the earth with their touch.

From a distance he watched her come out of the river where she had been bathing. She sensed his presence but was not bothered that he caught a glimpse of her unclad, her white body striking against the thick green trees of the forest. She let him watch her as she slipped into a white gown and tied her long dark hair behind her head.

Aragorn looked away and slid off the thick tree branch he had been resting on. Around the river he walked till he caught sight of her again. Her feet were dug into the soft earth on the shore, feeling the cool water gently brush against her skin.

She turned to Aragorn and smiled. Slowly she made her way to him, paying great attention to how her feet touched upon the soil, dipping into the cool water underneath her.

Aragorn bowed to her and got on one knee. He held out a hand to her.

They spoke no words to one another. Arwen sat on the cool ground facing him, and she regarded him with her piercing grey eyes for several long moments before slowly raising her foot and settling it onto Aragorn's awaiting palm.

Aragorn massaged her foot with his strong hands, taking care not to bruise the white skin. How delicate her feet looked, so contradictory for an elf who has proven many times before of her immense strength as a warrior. Too small they looked for one who could battle Orcs as well as her brothers, one who has slain enemies thrice her size. The very tips of the toes were slightly pointy, not unlike that of the leaf-shaped elf ears. So smooth the soles were for a race that rarely walked in boots; over broken twigs and leaves she had walked on, but no mark was left on her foot.

He wiped the soil from her small round toes, smelling the fragrance of the earth on her clean flesh. He kissed each toe before tracing his tongue around their length, biting gently onto each digit.

He watched her reaction with every kiss. Her face never broke from its cool elven demeanor, but her love for him danced in her eyes. Aragorn drew circles down the sole of her foot, following each massaged area with little tender kisses.

And Arwen's resolve finally broke as she giggled at having Aragorn's beard tickle her sensitive foot. Aragorn looked up and smiled apologetically, his blue eyes bright.

Aragorn next massaged his hand from the heel of her foot and up her slender leg. The wind blew on the skirt of her simple dress, exposing more and more skin of her thighs. She did not bother to cover herself. With a smile Arwen reached for him and brought him close to her with her hand against his chin. The wind swept past them as they kissed long and deep.

Aragorn worshiped the very ground that Arwen walked upon, and especially he cherished the feet that graced the earth with their gentle touch.

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

Story Information

Author: Iavalir

Status: General

Completion: Complete

Era: 3rd Age - Ring War

Genre: Romance

Rating: Adult

Last Updated: 08/16/10

Original Post: 08/16/10

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