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chapter 13
Disclaimer: Tolkien owns them and I merely play with them
Title: Playing with Fire
Author: Jade
Email: elvenjade2@gmail.com
Beta: Alexcat
Chapters: 13/13
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Glorfindel/Brennil(OFC)
Warnings: Au, Sex and all the good stuff
Feedback: is always welcome
Summary: Glorfindel seduced someone he shouldn't have only to find out she's his match in every way possible
A/N: I would be lying if I said I was not sorry to see this story end. However it still must come to an end. I would like to thank all of those who took the time to read this story. I can only hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it.
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Chapter 13.
It was rare that Brennil would be awake before Glorfindel as she was this day. She could not help but sit on the edge of the bed and admire the view of her mate as he slept. It sometimes felt like a lifetime had passed since they had first met. In way it had been. One hundred years may only be a short time in the life of an immortal but in the life of men, it was a lifetime.
Her mind drifted back to the day they had met. One look from him could as easily aggravate her as excite her. He had known it as well and she could recall each time he had used it to his advantage. Of course she had been no different and would give as much as she received. For years, even after they were bound, it had made things amusing to those around them.
“I would not change a thing” She whispered, laying down on the bed with him now. She rested her head on her hand as he took her time looking him over. As always, he had kicked the covers off during the night and she could easily make out his perfect form, even with his sleep pants on. His head was turned towards her and he had one arm lifted up so his hand rested behind his head. His other hand had once more found it’s way into the edge of his sleep pants. She knew his hand was resting against the inside of his leg. It was how he always slept.
It would soon be their one hundredth anniversary but they would not celebrate it in Middle Earth as they had every year since their marriage. This time, it would be in Valinor where they would celebrate. She glanced around the room now and felt the familiar sadness move through her as she thought of how this would be their last day in this room and in Rivendell.
“Are you ready to sail with me?” Glorfindel’s soft voice reached her ears and she turned her head towards him.
“Even if I wasn’t ready, I would still sail with you,” she replied then giggled softly when she saw the way he had raised an eyebrow. “I am more than ready,” she assured him.
She gave no resistance when he guided her to him, slipping her arms up around his neck just as he kissed her deeply.
“You know,” Glorfindel grinned wickedly, “since this is our last time waking in this bed, perhaps we should put it to good use.” He lowered his head to kiss along her neck slowly, taking his time as he marked her
“This bed has often been put to good use,” she replied though she made no move to stop him. In fact, she tilted her head back to offer him more of her neck.
“We should stay in bed all day,” he whispered into her ear before he licked slowly along the pointed tip.
“We cannot,” she gasped, shivering softly at the pleasure he could always bring her. “We have many last minute things to do”
Glorfindel nipped at the tip of her ear again as he slowly worked open the front of her gown. He could tell by way her breathing had deepened that she was not going anywhere just yet.
“ it can wait” he said, kissing her deeply as he pushed open her gown and slid his hand over her exposed skin slowly.
“ Glorfindel” she moaned softly, her whole body reacting to just a simple touch from him. She started to say that they had little time to get things done and that this would have to wait. She melted into his touch the instant she felt his fingers graze her nipple teasingly
“It can wait,” she whispered, giving in to him as easily as she always had in the past. He knew exactly how to please her and this time would be no different.
When she felt him slowly start to lift the skirt of her gown, she giggled softly as she pushed him onto his back. Moving over him slowly, she straddled his legs, placing one leg on either side of him as she pulled her gown up over her hard and tossed it aside.
“Now this is how I love to wake up.” He grinned, looking her over slowly.
Brennil smiled at him as she leaned down over him and kissed him passionately. With just a simple move, she moaned as she took him deeply into her. His own deep moans echoed through their room.
Neither one of them were in a hurry to have this end, taking their time in both giving and receiving pleasure from each other. They kept their movements slow until the desire to feel more became too intense to ignore. Reaching the end together, the room was filled with cries of pleasure from them both.
“Go away,” Glorfindel hissed, still breathing hard when he had heard a knock at their door.
Brennil giggled softly, catching her breath first then kissing him tenderly before she moved off him. She picked up her night robe and smiled at him before she left to wash up and get dressed
“All right,” Glorfindel growled, hearing the knocking once more. He pulled his sleeping pants back on and went to answer the door. “I should have known.”
Erestor rolled his eyes as he made his way inside, passing Glorfindel who had held the door open wide enough for him to enter.
“As often as the two of you are in bed, it’s a wonder I do not have dozens of grandchildren,” he said, arching an eyebrow, “though at least one would be nice.”
“Erestor,” Glorfindel warned, glancing at the door to the bathing room.
“I know,” Erestor nodded. ”She does not need any more pressure about this.”
Glorfindel nodded. It was not that they had not wanted to conceive; they had been trying. It was yet to happen and he knew Brennil was concerned and upset over it.
“I just came to see if you both have everything in order,” Erestor said.
“There are just a few small things left to take care of then we shall be ready.”
Good.” Erestor sighed. “As much as I do hate leaving, we’ve lingered here long enough. It is time to go.”
Glorfindel agreed, then watched as Brennil made her way to them. He kissed the top of her head as he slipped his arms around her waist
“We’ll be ready” Brennil assured her father before she moved closer and kissed his cheek.
~ * ~
Brennil knew it was going to be hard to leave Imladris. It had been her home for many years now and she had many great memories here, the majority of them she shared with Glorfindel. Most of the day they spent taking care of a few last minute things and once they were done, Brennil walked silently with Glorfindel through the gardens.
“They will have flowers there.” Glorfindel said as he watched her reach down to lightly caress the rose.
“Yes, however, it will not be this flower,” she said, grinning up at him.
“Then we shall take it with us,” He said as he reached for the rose then lifted it up to Brennil's hair and slowly placed the stem behind her ear.
Glorfindel slid his arms around her waist as she lifted herself up, almost reaching his height. He reached over to run his fingers along her jaw slowly before he kissed her softly, hearing her moan quietly as the kiss deepened.
Brennil gave no resistance as he lowered her onto the soft grass. She purred his name softly and tilted her head back when he kissed slowly along her neck. She slowly slid her hands across his shoulders then up into his hair.
“Do you ever stop?” Erestor said, rolling his eyes.
“As usual, councilor, your timing is just perfect.” Glorfindel sighed against Brennil's shoulder. “One would almost think you do it on purpose.”
“I cannot recall what you see in him again.” Erestor grinned at Brennil
“Well, you have obviously never seen him naked,” Brennil giggled in reply.
“Yes and I thank the Valar every day for this fact.” Erestor rolled his eyes. He stepped back as Glorfindel had risen to his feet and helped Brennil up onto hers as well. “We leave shortly,” he told them both. “Try not to be late,” he added.
This time it was Brennil's turn to sigh softly. She turned back to face the one true place she had ever felt at home. Even now, it seemed cold and dark as it stood almost completely empty.
“We'll make new memories once we reach Valinor,” Glorfindel whispered into her ear, “ones greater than the ones we had here.”
“I know,” she nodded, leaning back against him as his arms moved around her waist slowly. “It is just hard to say goodbye to this place.”
She closed her eyes as she stood there with him, wanting to enjoy this moment for just a while longer. When she felt him take her hand in his, she knew it was time to go.
“It's okay,” Glorfindel smiled at her when she hesitated. They both glanced towards the manor one last time before they went to join the others, leaving Imladris behind for good.
~ * ~
She wasn't sure how long she had stood there. The shores of Middle Earth could no longer be seen though she continued to look their way. The cool breeze sent a small chill through her as she finally turned away, unable to look back any longer. Leaving had been a lot harder than she had first thought it would be.
The soft sounds of a tiny elfling caught her attention and she glanced over to see an elleth lifting her young child. As she glanced around the ship, she saw other ellith or families with young elflings. She sighed softly as she wondered when it would be their turn to have a family. Everyone she knew already had children and it just seemed the more she and Glorfindel tried, the more disappointed she became. Even Elladan and Elrohir had their own families now; Elrohir's mate was now carrying their third child.
She closed her eyes when she felt a familiar warmth move through her slowly. She knew it was Glorfindel and was not surprised that he had been 'peeking' into her thoughts.
“Come to me,” she heard him call to her. “Allow me to love you as only I can.”
Slowly she made her way to the chamber they had chosen as their bedroom. She caught the all too knowing grin from her father as he held the door open for her. She could only giggle softly as she kissed his cheek then made her way to Glorfindel.
As she caught sight of Glorfindel, her knees almost gave out from under her. She could not resist looking him over slowly. Though his black silk leggings were loose on him, they did nothing to hide his desire. She could feel hers rising as her eyes traveled slowly over his bare chest and the single pink rose that rested against his flesh. She could feel him watching her and smiled as she made her way to their bed.
“Like the view?” He asked her as she moved to straddle his legs
“No,” she replied, lifting the rose slowly and trailing it across his neck and shoulder. “I love the view.”
She always loved way his eyes lightened when filled with desire. She smiled softy as she leaned closer and kissed him passionately. Another light shiver moved through her when she felt his hands slowly gliding along her back. The gown she wore was suddenly slipping down her shoulders and she could feel the tips of his fingers move across her newly exposed skin.
A small gasp escaped her when he rolled her slowly onto her back and removed the rest of her gown. The hunger that now reflected in his eyes sent another shiver coursing through her.
Slowly, as he kissed along her neck, she tilted her head back. Her whole body reacted when he kissed his way to each breast and gave them an equal amount of attention.
“You are overdressed,” she purred, reaching down to unlace him. She licked her lips teasingly as he had moved away just long enough to remove his clothing.
“Much better,” she purred again when he had pressed against her once more and she could feel all of him touching her.
Glorfindel knew very well what pleased her the most and this time was no different. Where she felt the light touch of his hands one moment was soon followed by his mouth the next.
“Now you are ready for me,” he moaned quietly into her ear as he pressed against her once more.
“I am always ready for you,” she (purred> you need to find another word.. you’vce used this one three times) in reply just before she felt him enter her slowly, causing her to cry his name out at the pleasure she felt from having him buried deep inside her.
As always, he would bring her to the very edge of her pleasure then would find new ways to bring her to higher levers before he would allow her to fall over the edge of ecstasy and bring him with her.
Just when she thought she could not take any more, he would start over and make her want him again and again. Her cries of pleasure could be heard well into the early hours of the morning as he worshiped every inch of her, always allowing her to find her highest point of pleasure before he found his.
Too distracted with each other, neither of them had noticed when the ship had come to a full stop or that they had finally reached the white shores of Valinor.
She could not have said at what point she had fallen asleep. She recalled only the warm and safe feeling of being in his arms as they had both laid together, exhausted.
“We are home” Glorfindel whispered softly into her ear. She smiled softly as she opened her eyes to meet his loving gaze.
“Come,” he said, kissing her deeply. “We have friends to meet.“
Brennil silently allowed him to guide her down off the ship. She could not recall ever feeling this exhausted before as they made their way into the crowd of elves who were there to greet them.
“Brennil?” She heard the concern in Glorfindel's voice. She turned her head slowly to look up at him then everything went black. She never felt his arms supporting her as she passed out against him.
~ * ~
Brennil was pulled out of the memory as she heard the soft laughter. She smiled as she looked over in time to see Glorfindel being tackled by not only one young elleth, but two. Their golden hair was identical to their father's.
She leaned against the tree behind her and watched them. Glorfindel's own laugh could be heard as he pretended to struggle, trying to get away from their twin daughters as they both searched for any of his ticklish places around his neck.
Brennil arched an eyebrow slightly when Glorfindel whispered something to the ever adventurous duo. She barely held back a giggle as the girls tried to sneak up on Erestor, only to be pulled into his lap at the last moment. She smiled as she could hear them laughing.
“And how are you feeling?” Glorfindel dropped beside her on the blanket. He placed his hand on her and gently massaged her stomach. “Still tired?”
She shook her head in reply before she kissed him. With the twins, she had been tired almost every minute of every day. With this one, though she was moving slower than usual, she did not feel as drained.
“Good,” he replied as he kissed her again. They both looked over as their twin daughters shouted at the same time. Glorfindel chuckled lightly as the girls gave chase after Elladan and Elrohir, who were both more than happy to amuse the younger twins and allow themselves to be caught.
“Perhaps a boy this time around?” Glorfindel turned back to face her.
She merely smiled at him as she placed her hand gently against his cheek and kissed him tenderly.
“Perhaps,” she replied softly as she moved into his arms and rested her head against his chest.
As she could still hear the girls laughing close by, she couldn't help but think how lucky she was. She had two perfect daughters, a mate who was both a loving and devoted father and husband.
Perhaps she would tell him that he would soon have a son as well.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~
The End.
Title: Playing with Fire
Author: Jade
Email: elvenjade2@gmail.com
Beta: Alexcat
Chapters: 13/13
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Glorfindel/Brennil(OFC)
Warnings: Au, Sex and all the good stuff
Feedback: is always welcome
Summary: Glorfindel seduced someone he shouldn't have only to find out she's his match in every way possible
A/N: I would be lying if I said I was not sorry to see this story end. However it still must come to an end. I would like to thank all of those who took the time to read this story. I can only hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it.
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Chapter 13.
It was rare that Brennil would be awake before Glorfindel as she was this day. She could not help but sit on the edge of the bed and admire the view of her mate as he slept. It sometimes felt like a lifetime had passed since they had first met. In way it had been. One hundred years may only be a short time in the life of an immortal but in the life of men, it was a lifetime.
Her mind drifted back to the day they had met. One look from him could as easily aggravate her as excite her. He had known it as well and she could recall each time he had used it to his advantage. Of course she had been no different and would give as much as she received. For years, even after they were bound, it had made things amusing to those around them.
“I would not change a thing” She whispered, laying down on the bed with him now. She rested her head on her hand as he took her time looking him over. As always, he had kicked the covers off during the night and she could easily make out his perfect form, even with his sleep pants on. His head was turned towards her and he had one arm lifted up so his hand rested behind his head. His other hand had once more found it’s way into the edge of his sleep pants. She knew his hand was resting against the inside of his leg. It was how he always slept.
It would soon be their one hundredth anniversary but they would not celebrate it in Middle Earth as they had every year since their marriage. This time, it would be in Valinor where they would celebrate. She glanced around the room now and felt the familiar sadness move through her as she thought of how this would be their last day in this room and in Rivendell.
“Are you ready to sail with me?” Glorfindel’s soft voice reached her ears and she turned her head towards him.
“Even if I wasn’t ready, I would still sail with you,” she replied then giggled softly when she saw the way he had raised an eyebrow. “I am more than ready,” she assured him.
She gave no resistance when he guided her to him, slipping her arms up around his neck just as he kissed her deeply.
“You know,” Glorfindel grinned wickedly, “since this is our last time waking in this bed, perhaps we should put it to good use.” He lowered his head to kiss along her neck slowly, taking his time as he marked her
“This bed has often been put to good use,” she replied though she made no move to stop him. In fact, she tilted her head back to offer him more of her neck.
“We should stay in bed all day,” he whispered into her ear before he licked slowly along the pointed tip.
“We cannot,” she gasped, shivering softly at the pleasure he could always bring her. “We have many last minute things to do”
Glorfindel nipped at the tip of her ear again as he slowly worked open the front of her gown. He could tell by way her breathing had deepened that she was not going anywhere just yet.
“ it can wait” he said, kissing her deeply as he pushed open her gown and slid his hand over her exposed skin slowly.
“ Glorfindel” she moaned softly, her whole body reacting to just a simple touch from him. She started to say that they had little time to get things done and that this would have to wait. She melted into his touch the instant she felt his fingers graze her nipple teasingly
“It can wait,” she whispered, giving in to him as easily as she always had in the past. He knew exactly how to please her and this time would be no different.
When she felt him slowly start to lift the skirt of her gown, she giggled softly as she pushed him onto his back. Moving over him slowly, she straddled his legs, placing one leg on either side of him as she pulled her gown up over her hard and tossed it aside.
“Now this is how I love to wake up.” He grinned, looking her over slowly.
Brennil smiled at him as she leaned down over him and kissed him passionately. With just a simple move, she moaned as she took him deeply into her. His own deep moans echoed through their room.
Neither one of them were in a hurry to have this end, taking their time in both giving and receiving pleasure from each other. They kept their movements slow until the desire to feel more became too intense to ignore. Reaching the end together, the room was filled with cries of pleasure from them both.
“Go away,” Glorfindel hissed, still breathing hard when he had heard a knock at their door.
Brennil giggled softly, catching her breath first then kissing him tenderly before she moved off him. She picked up her night robe and smiled at him before she left to wash up and get dressed
“All right,” Glorfindel growled, hearing the knocking once more. He pulled his sleeping pants back on and went to answer the door. “I should have known.”
Erestor rolled his eyes as he made his way inside, passing Glorfindel who had held the door open wide enough for him to enter.
“As often as the two of you are in bed, it’s a wonder I do not have dozens of grandchildren,” he said, arching an eyebrow, “though at least one would be nice.”
“Erestor,” Glorfindel warned, glancing at the door to the bathing room.
“I know,” Erestor nodded. ”She does not need any more pressure about this.”
Glorfindel nodded. It was not that they had not wanted to conceive; they had been trying. It was yet to happen and he knew Brennil was concerned and upset over it.
“I just came to see if you both have everything in order,” Erestor said.
“There are just a few small things left to take care of then we shall be ready.”
Good.” Erestor sighed. “As much as I do hate leaving, we’ve lingered here long enough. It is time to go.”
Glorfindel agreed, then watched as Brennil made her way to them. He kissed the top of her head as he slipped his arms around her waist
“We’ll be ready” Brennil assured her father before she moved closer and kissed his cheek.
~ * ~
Brennil knew it was going to be hard to leave Imladris. It had been her home for many years now and she had many great memories here, the majority of them she shared with Glorfindel. Most of the day they spent taking care of a few last minute things and once they were done, Brennil walked silently with Glorfindel through the gardens.
“They will have flowers there.” Glorfindel said as he watched her reach down to lightly caress the rose.
“Yes, however, it will not be this flower,” she said, grinning up at him.
“Then we shall take it with us,” He said as he reached for the rose then lifted it up to Brennil's hair and slowly placed the stem behind her ear.
Glorfindel slid his arms around her waist as she lifted herself up, almost reaching his height. He reached over to run his fingers along her jaw slowly before he kissed her softly, hearing her moan quietly as the kiss deepened.
Brennil gave no resistance as he lowered her onto the soft grass. She purred his name softly and tilted her head back when he kissed slowly along her neck. She slowly slid her hands across his shoulders then up into his hair.
“Do you ever stop?” Erestor said, rolling his eyes.
“As usual, councilor, your timing is just perfect.” Glorfindel sighed against Brennil's shoulder. “One would almost think you do it on purpose.”
“I cannot recall what you see in him again.” Erestor grinned at Brennil
“Well, you have obviously never seen him naked,” Brennil giggled in reply.
“Yes and I thank the Valar every day for this fact.” Erestor rolled his eyes. He stepped back as Glorfindel had risen to his feet and helped Brennil up onto hers as well. “We leave shortly,” he told them both. “Try not to be late,” he added.
This time it was Brennil's turn to sigh softly. She turned back to face the one true place she had ever felt at home. Even now, it seemed cold and dark as it stood almost completely empty.
“We'll make new memories once we reach Valinor,” Glorfindel whispered into her ear, “ones greater than the ones we had here.”
“I know,” she nodded, leaning back against him as his arms moved around her waist slowly. “It is just hard to say goodbye to this place.”
She closed her eyes as she stood there with him, wanting to enjoy this moment for just a while longer. When she felt him take her hand in his, she knew it was time to go.
“It's okay,” Glorfindel smiled at her when she hesitated. They both glanced towards the manor one last time before they went to join the others, leaving Imladris behind for good.
~ * ~
She wasn't sure how long she had stood there. The shores of Middle Earth could no longer be seen though she continued to look their way. The cool breeze sent a small chill through her as she finally turned away, unable to look back any longer. Leaving had been a lot harder than she had first thought it would be.
The soft sounds of a tiny elfling caught her attention and she glanced over to see an elleth lifting her young child. As she glanced around the ship, she saw other ellith or families with young elflings. She sighed softly as she wondered when it would be their turn to have a family. Everyone she knew already had children and it just seemed the more she and Glorfindel tried, the more disappointed she became. Even Elladan and Elrohir had their own families now; Elrohir's mate was now carrying their third child.
She closed her eyes when she felt a familiar warmth move through her slowly. She knew it was Glorfindel and was not surprised that he had been 'peeking' into her thoughts.
“Come to me,” she heard him call to her. “Allow me to love you as only I can.”
Slowly she made her way to the chamber they had chosen as their bedroom. She caught the all too knowing grin from her father as he held the door open for her. She could only giggle softly as she kissed his cheek then made her way to Glorfindel.
As she caught sight of Glorfindel, her knees almost gave out from under her. She could not resist looking him over slowly. Though his black silk leggings were loose on him, they did nothing to hide his desire. She could feel hers rising as her eyes traveled slowly over his bare chest and the single pink rose that rested against his flesh. She could feel him watching her and smiled as she made her way to their bed.
“Like the view?” He asked her as she moved to straddle his legs
“No,” she replied, lifting the rose slowly and trailing it across his neck and shoulder. “I love the view.”
She always loved way his eyes lightened when filled with desire. She smiled softy as she leaned closer and kissed him passionately. Another light shiver moved through her when she felt his hands slowly gliding along her back. The gown she wore was suddenly slipping down her shoulders and she could feel the tips of his fingers move across her newly exposed skin.
A small gasp escaped her when he rolled her slowly onto her back and removed the rest of her gown. The hunger that now reflected in his eyes sent another shiver coursing through her.
Slowly, as he kissed along her neck, she tilted her head back. Her whole body reacted when he kissed his way to each breast and gave them an equal amount of attention.
“You are overdressed,” she purred, reaching down to unlace him. She licked her lips teasingly as he had moved away just long enough to remove his clothing.
“Much better,” she purred again when he had pressed against her once more and she could feel all of him touching her.
Glorfindel knew very well what pleased her the most and this time was no different. Where she felt the light touch of his hands one moment was soon followed by his mouth the next.
“Now you are ready for me,” he moaned quietly into her ear as he pressed against her once more.
“I am always ready for you,” she (purred> you need to find another word.. you’vce used this one three times) in reply just before she felt him enter her slowly, causing her to cry his name out at the pleasure she felt from having him buried deep inside her.
As always, he would bring her to the very edge of her pleasure then would find new ways to bring her to higher levers before he would allow her to fall over the edge of ecstasy and bring him with her.
Just when she thought she could not take any more, he would start over and make her want him again and again. Her cries of pleasure could be heard well into the early hours of the morning as he worshiped every inch of her, always allowing her to find her highest point of pleasure before he found his.
Too distracted with each other, neither of them had noticed when the ship had come to a full stop or that they had finally reached the white shores of Valinor.
She could not have said at what point she had fallen asleep. She recalled only the warm and safe feeling of being in his arms as they had both laid together, exhausted.
“We are home” Glorfindel whispered softly into her ear. She smiled softly as she opened her eyes to meet his loving gaze.
“Come,” he said, kissing her deeply. “We have friends to meet.“
Brennil silently allowed him to guide her down off the ship. She could not recall ever feeling this exhausted before as they made their way into the crowd of elves who were there to greet them.
“Brennil?” She heard the concern in Glorfindel's voice. She turned her head slowly to look up at him then everything went black. She never felt his arms supporting her as she passed out against him.
~ * ~
Brennil was pulled out of the memory as she heard the soft laughter. She smiled as she looked over in time to see Glorfindel being tackled by not only one young elleth, but two. Their golden hair was identical to their father's.
She leaned against the tree behind her and watched them. Glorfindel's own laugh could be heard as he pretended to struggle, trying to get away from their twin daughters as they both searched for any of his ticklish places around his neck.
Brennil arched an eyebrow slightly when Glorfindel whispered something to the ever adventurous duo. She barely held back a giggle as the girls tried to sneak up on Erestor, only to be pulled into his lap at the last moment. She smiled as she could hear them laughing.
“And how are you feeling?” Glorfindel dropped beside her on the blanket. He placed his hand on her and gently massaged her stomach. “Still tired?”
She shook her head in reply before she kissed him. With the twins, she had been tired almost every minute of every day. With this one, though she was moving slower than usual, she did not feel as drained.
“Good,” he replied as he kissed her again. They both looked over as their twin daughters shouted at the same time. Glorfindel chuckled lightly as the girls gave chase after Elladan and Elrohir, who were both more than happy to amuse the younger twins and allow themselves to be caught.
“Perhaps a boy this time around?” Glorfindel turned back to face her.
She merely smiled at him as she placed her hand gently against his cheek and kissed him tenderly.
“Perhaps,” she replied softly as she moved into his arms and rested her head against his chest.
As she could still hear the girls laughing close by, she couldn't help but think how lucky she was. She had two perfect daughters, a mate who was both a loving and devoted father and husband.
Perhaps she would tell him that he would soon have a son as well.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~
The End.