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Aragorn x Reader - Nature's curse

Requested by IntenseGaze

Reader's Pov

I never thought that I'd ever fall in love, let alone with the heir of Isildur himself. Let me tell you a tale of how I came to realize, I wasn't what he wanted even though as a teen he came to me.And yet even now I stand in front of the king of Gondor to be with wary love in my heart. When my father told me of his love with my mother I never thought I'd understand the pain they went through to be together. But as the west wind walks around me in a blur of gushing cold I look to the moon in somber silence.

"Where now is the love I crave Eru? I miss the warmth it gives me."

Silence is all I am met with, a shame, the one night I wish for a wailing answer nothing stirs in the sighing winds. Awash with silent agony I turn away from the full moon and clutch my sholders in sadness as my dresses flow about me. I never taught myself to be cold, is this what he described to me? It sends my bones to rattle, and shudders through me with a fire I cannot ever forget. I look up to see Arwen watching from her rooms plateu silent as ever as she watches me. Nodding at the elegant elleth I walk under her high balcony and wander through the pillars looking for my solice.

"Lady Y/n, how fare you this night?"

I hear him and shudder silently the wind billowing through the pillars and flowing to meet us. As I shrug silently he steps forward and touches my shoulder with a warm grin. You have taken my heart with that grin young lord, please spare me my hurt. Even as I think this my body betrays me and I grant him a shy smile of happiness.

"Cold, and alone my lord Aragorn.."

"Cold? I thought you could not feel the cold my lady?"

"Well, seems that we were proven wrong my lord."

With a soft chuckle he nods and removes his cloak from his back and lays it gently over my shoulders. As he clasps it gently around my neck he kisses my temple setting a warmth through me like no fire ever could. Curling it around my body with a glance down to see it drags gently at my feet and grin at the simple happiness at the childish delight.

"You seem to enjoy dirtying my cloak my friend, whatever brings you delight also gives me joy."

"I enjoy it, for it gives you a reason to bathe and wash your clothing. It seems you do not do that enough my dear one."

A hearty laugh of glee fills the empty elven room and I grin at his warmth seeping around the room. Will you go away so I can be at peace? You are not mine I cannot have the love and desires I have. Again my silent plea is not heard as he gently hugs me tight.

"Shall I rouse you in the morning and bathe with you?"

A shy giggle floats from my body as I shake my head softly, my hair slipping from the neat plaits into loose waves falling to my knees. A hand slips into it and rakes through the waves and tugs gently.

"Oh~"

A splash of pink scuttles across his face as in the moonlit night he tugs his fingers through the lightly tangled strands. Shifting my stance to a more intimate position, sliding a leg between his thighs I grin and whisper playfully.

"Come play with the woodland lady my friend, she echos for you in my mind."

As his beautiful eyes darken in the lust i have incurred in him he whispers hoarse and unevenly.

"Tell her I belong to another, and cannot break my promise to them."

"A shame love, I hear the lady cry out for you in pleasure as she begs for your body upon hers."