Her lips were firm as she pressed them against mine. Her tongue flicked against mine, then went on to explore my mouth. Her hands rubbed my shoulders before travelling down my body to rub against my breasts. Her fingers found and pinched my hard nipples through the silky cloth of my gown. I wanted to feel her hands on my bare skin. I tried to undo the small buttons on the back of my dress without breaking the kiss. I whimpered in disappointment when Eowyn pulled away to let me take off my dress, and to take off her own.

I stripped off my dress and underwear, finishing a few seconds before Eowyn. When she was finally naked we both stood, gazing at each other. Her body was perfect. Her breasts were just the right size, not too large, not too small, with rosy pink nipples that stood erect. Her legs were long and firm with muscle, and between them was a patch of curly dark gold hair. Her stomach was flat, and her skin was pale and creamy, and unblemished. She was beautiful.

She reached forward and grabbed me, pulling me close. Her mouth went to my neck, and I threw my head back and moaned as she blazed a trail across my collarbone and down to one of my breasts. She then started kissing and sucking at my breast. When she bit down on one of my nipples I yelled out. When she pulled away I cried out at the loss.

"Arwen, I need you to lie down now, okay?"

Some part of me marvelled at this, at the fact that even though I was so much older she seemed so much more experienced. She had maybe done this before. I, with my over-protective father, had never done anything like this before.

I lay down on the cool green grass. I felt slightly damp, but that could just have been the sweat on my skin. Above me, high in the sky, the stars look astoundingly beautiful, clear and bright in the sky. I barely had time to marvel at them, though because at that moment Eowyn knelt between my legs. She kissed me there, then sucked fiercely on a spot that seemed to be the centre of everything I was feeling.

My reaction was instantaneous. I screamed; throwing back my head and arching into the air as my whole body shuddered. It was amazing. It was everything I had ever dreamed of, but never been able to experience.

Eowyn pulled herself up beside me and gently took my hand, watching my face. She pulled it down between her own legs and rubbed at herself. She was hot and wet. I liked how she felt. I could feel coarse damp hair brushing against my palm.

She was rubbing my fingers over a small nub, and into her hot, wet hole behind it, moaning in pleasure. I enjoyed watching her: her face flushed with pleasure, sweat on her forehead, eyes half closed and mouth slightly open. Her hair fell around her face, its dark gold complimenting her red cheeks.

I watched, fascinated, as she cried out, her body shaking. Hot liquid ran over my fingers.

She smiled, sleepily, and raised my fingers to her mouth, sucking them clean.

She stroked a piece of hair from my forehead.

"You're so very beautiful, you know that?"

She curled up to me, falling asleep, and as I prepared to do the same one thought lingered in my mind: I want to do this again. With Eowyn.

A/N: So, did you like it? Hate it? Please tell me, and tell me why. I like to know if people are actually reading my stories or not.

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