2. Sultry Nights (Aragorn)
Midsummer's sultry heat is not as oppressive in the rarefied air of the Citadel. Breezes cool sweat slicked skin and lift tickling strands of hair from off sticky limbs where it lies tangled. Long dark hair catches between them and pulls.
"Your permission, lady?" he queries softly, as he gently unwraps the hair and smoothes flyaway ends back from a beloved face.
She stirs sleepily under his gentle hands and smiles, completely relaxed. He slips his arms under her soft shoulders and hugs her closer to him.
"I don't wish to go to bed, ada. I'm not tired at all."
Midsummer, permission, wishes, complete, sultry
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