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From:

grumpycatanthir

He pauses a little at that, shyly opening his mouth, clearly hesitant.

Look he hasn't done this with anyone else before okay.

From:

takesnoshit

She knows, or at least suspects, but it is no matter. There is certain irony--or perhaps appropriateness--to having the tables turned, so that she is the teacher for a time. She proves a patient one, unhurried. Her mouth slants across his, her tongue teases in and withdraws, then repeats the motion, small encouraging darts of warmth and wanting.

From:

grumpycatanthir

Shyly he mimics her, learning from her actions, his own tongue pressing forwards to taste her.

From:

takesnoshit

She sighs her approval, leaning a little more into the kiss and touching her tongue against his.

From:

grumpycatanthir

Oh, that's nice, and he grows bolder as she seems to approve, trying to shift angles to see what might work better.

From:

takesnoshit

They learn and explore together as the kiss becomes more involved, more passionate, until they are both clinging to one another, heedless of all else.

After several minutes Haleth tears her mouth away, to catch her breath. She had expected a simple kiss, but it's getting away from her; none of her experience, such as it was, was like this. Dizzily, she gropes for something to say, but there is only one thing in her mind. "What blessing did you ask from the fire?"

From:

grumpycatanthir

He makes a sound that he will deny to his dying day is a whine as she pulls away.

"Eh? Ah... I wished... for time with you."

From:

takesnoshit

Her breath hitches, and she kisses him again, holding his face in her hands.

From:

grumpycatanthir

"We will have so little time, wether you say yea or nay...I could not but wish for more."

He explains, returning her kisses.

From:

takesnoshit

"I love you."

Quiet words, whispered against his mouth, between kisses. But if she says them, they are unquestionably true.

From:

grumpycatanthir

He shivers and deepens the kiss.

"As I love thee."

From:

takesnoshit

There is a tide to such kisses, a point where they either develop into further events or settle into something quieter. Haleth chooses the latter, when the moment comes. They end up holding each other close, his arms and cloak wrapped around her, her head leaning against his chest. He is so much taller than she...Haleth smiles a little. No need to worry about the cold, sitting like this, not even on the longest night of the year. Though by now the sun is bright gold over the mountains.

She sighs a little, lifting her head with clear reluctance. "We should return. I will need some sleep this morning, since there was none in the night." Most of her Haladin will be in like case, at least; the day after Yuletide is not an active one.

From:

grumpycatanthir

She is warm in his arms, and Caranthir feels his soul settle, to be able to sit and hold her who he loves so close. The morning air is chill, but he feels none of it, too busy memorizing this moment.

He stirs only reluctantly as she does.

"Wjll your people sleep late also this morn?"

From:

takesnoshit

"Most will. Not the scouts, nor some of the hunters." It is the lean season, and all know that the two months after Yule are the hardest, the coldest, for all that the days begin to grow longer.

Still reluctant, she untangles herself from his cloak and embrace, shivering just a little at the loss of warmth. "How long do you stay in this area, before moving on?"

From:

grumpycatanthir

"I can send my own guard out, if you think the hunters need aid. I do not think it right for us to not contribute."

He shrugs, visibly reluctant to let her go.

"As long as you want me to. This is my personal guard, only. My seneschal has things well in hand - orcs dislike the snow as much as the next person, as it turns out. There will be few raids, and so this is as much of a break as we get."

From:

takesnoshit

There is a moment's pause. "I do not deny their assistance will be welcome," she says finally. "Particularly as you may range further abroad than we may. But I would not have you think we cannot sustain ourselves, nor that we must rely on your aid."

From:

grumpycatanthir

"No, never." He assures her. "But you were not expecting to host us, and it would be rude not to contribute."

From:

takesnoshit

She relaxes a little. "Then that is well. We cannot provide much in the way of entertainment, but you are welcome to what we have."

From:

grumpycatanthir

He almost smirks at that.

"If my men cannot entertain themselves, I will worry seriously - but I hope they make friends here too."

From:

takesnoshit

She chuckles, for it is true; surely in a lifetime of many centuries, they must have learned how to keep themselves occupied without assistance. And there is always work to do. "I too wish for that," she says, holding out a hand to help Caranthir to his feet, largely so she may keep holding it afterwards. "And if nothing else it would help for more of my people to learn your tongue. Perhaps we should have an evening or two of telling stories or sharing songs; that would be much welcomed."

From:

grumpycatanthir

He accepts the hand up but does not release her, after, twining their fingers together.

"True. It is good for us to learn together." He agrees. "At the very least, it will teach my people how to interact with others."

From:

takesnoshit

"They do not already know this?" she murmurs. She blushes a little as he refuses to let go of her hand. Foolish, for they have been sitting here kissing for no small while, but she blushes anyway. Like some green girl instead of a Chieftain. Absurd. But she does not release his hand either, as they begin walking back.

From:

grumpycatanthir

"I would hope they know it."

He observes dryly.

"Else I will be having words with them later." He keeps his steps slow, not wanting to hurry, although he doesn't tarry overmuch.

From:

takesnoshit

Haleth chuckles. She too walks a little more slowly than usual, even given that she must keep up with Caranthir's longer strides. Normally she is more brisk in her movements, but...she is reluctant to let this idyll end.

More foolishness, she knows. But...let it be so. Let her be foolish, for a little while. She looks up at him, with that small quirk of her mouth that serves as a smile. "And do they fear your temper enough to heed you?" It is almost teasing, certainly fond.