Finwë (Former) High King of the Noldor

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A Much Needed Meeting

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Miriel grinned at her husband as she cocked her head, eyes widening innocently.  ”Ai, Finwë, I seem to have forgottena few details myself.  But I do remember that I had been walking in the forest before being tackled by a very loveable elf.”

She walked over to the bed, pushing a few things out of the way, then sat on it, folding her legs under her.  Resting her chin on her hand, she continued, “This elf knocked me over and fell on top of me, and I couldn’t get up.” She smirked at him and said in a very innocent tone, “But the rest seems to have slipped into the back of my mind, what with all the lives I must watch.  Perhaps you remember?”

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Finwë paced the room as Míriel recounted the tale. “Ah, so was like this?” he said when she was done. He made a funny little dance around in his room, miraculously avoiding tripping on the various objects lying about. But on the last move right before he pounced, his foot caught on to some rope, and he fell on top of Míriel.

“Ai! Well, that was unplanned,” he said, laughing. “But we were like this, I remember now! After we had fallen down, we gazed into each other’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity. And then I asked you if you would mind if I kissed you, and you said yes. We closed our eyes, and I ended up kissing your eyelid!”

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She laughed and kissed the tip of his nose.  ”Yes, you silly elf, you did.  And then I believe we decided to have another go at it, and you got it right that time. If I remember correctly, we actually managed a somewhat properly done kiss.”  

Looking up, smiling, she wrapped her arms around his strong shoulders and murmured, “Wasn’t it something like this?” before kissing him gently, almost chastely.  A teasing tone in her voice when they broke away, Miriel commented, “But I seem to have forgotten the rest still.  Can you remind me?”

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Finwë closed his eyes as she kissed him, taking his mind back to that forest. When he opened them, Míriel lay beneath him looking as she did since their wakening, though no trees surrounded them. No matter. The walls would keep them hidden from curious eyes.

"Yes, it was like this," he said softly. "And then I kissed you again -" and he brought his lips to hers, deepening the kiss this time before continuing - "and I placed my hand over your chest and said, "our heart is racing. I wonder why." 

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A Much Needed Meeting

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Miriel grinned at her husband as she cocked her head, eyes widening innocently.  ”Ai, Finwë, I seem to have forgottena few details myself.  But I do remember that I had been walking in the forest before being tackled by a very loveable elf.”

She walked over to the bed, pushing a few things out of the way, then sat on it, folding her legs under her.  Resting her chin on her hand, she continued, “This elf knocked me over and fell on top of me, and I couldn’t get up.” She smirked at him and said in a very innocent tone, “But the rest seems to have slipped into the back of my mind, what with all the lives I must watch.  Perhaps you remember?”

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Finwë paced the room as Míriel recounted the tale. "Ah, so was like this?" he said when she was done. He made a funny little dance around in his room, miraculously avoiding tripping on the various objects lying about. But on the last move right before he pounced, his foot caught on to some rope, and he fell on top of Míriel.

"Ai! Well, that was unplanned," he said, laughing. "But we were like this, I remember now! After we had fallen down, we gazed into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity. And then I asked you if you would mind if I kissed you, and you said yes. We closed our eyes, and I ended up kissing your eyelid!"

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A Much Needed Meeting

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She slid her hands to rest around his shoulders as she reached up to meet his lips, sighing inwardly with delight at his caresses.  After they pulled apart, she nodded, smiling and said, “Yes, almost as soon as we woke, we bonded each other.”

Kissing his jaw, she continued, “I do believe you sprung upon me when we were alone, and declared your undying love for me…and we kissed then, for the first time.”  She laughed and lightly nipped his ear, saying, “And one thing lead to the next, and suddenly, our fëar became one.  It was a wonderful feeling, no?”

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"Was that how it happened?" Finwë said, laughing. "The bonding I clearly remember - the exquisite feeling that took hold of our bodies and fëa cannot be easily forgotten by any elf! But I seem to have...forgotten a few details of our first time. Care to show me again what that was like?" 

Smiling impishly, he stood back to allow her to demonstrate that fateful day."Was it while we were still lying down?" He asked as he motioned to his bed, upon which was piled all of his crafts. "Or while we were in the forests? Please help me remember!"

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A Much Needed Meeting

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She reached up to meet him, placing a hand on his cheek and stroking his face gently.  The memory of the first time they kissed flashed through her mind as their lips met.  The sky had been covered in stars, the grass soft and dewy beneath them.  Finwë had gently pulled her to him, almost tentatively stroked her slender form, then laid his lips on hers.  She flashed back to the present as they pulled apart, gasping for air.

“Yes, muinë, far too long…” she replied softly, laying her head on his broad chest, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

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He held her like this for a while, just feeling her body pressed against him once more. With a prang he took in her scent, still the same and exactly as he always remembered it. He pulled away, his hands on her arms, and he took in her beauty.

“Do I really deserve to have you back?” he said softly. “I grieved so much when you passed away. Our memories of raising little Fëanáro! Of our waking and the love we shared. Will we get that back?” He recalled so many joyous memories and gave a heart, jolly laugh.

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At his question, she looked up, mouth curling into a smile.  ”My love,” she began, placing a hand on his cheek, “if you did not deserve it, I doubt I would be here.”

She gazed at his face for a moment, taking in the changes.  His eyes looked more sorrowful now, but his mirth was still present, ready to bubble up at a moment’s notice.  Jokingly, she commented, “I do not think we will get a little Fëanáro again to finish raising properly.  But as for our love, I feel that it will return.  I think it is already rekindled.”  She smiled at him, leaning into his chest, wanting to feel his arms crushing her against him as they used to so frequently do. “I love you, Finwë…” she said softly, nuzzling against him catlike.

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Finwë laughed. "I am afraid it is too late indeed for us to finish raising little Fëanáro, but that only gives us time for more time together!"

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "I love you too, Míriel," he said before bending down to kiss her again. His hands roamed over her body, up her back, around her shoulders, tracing the side of her body, memorizing each curve of her.

Breaking the kiss he whispered, "remember when we first made love? It was so close to our waking." He chuckled. "My, we must have been the first elves to explore this little lovely thing called love!" 

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A Much Needed Meeting

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She reached up to meet him, placing a hand on his cheek and stroking his face gently.  The memory of the first time they kissed flashed through her mind as their lips met.  The sky had been covered in stars, the grass soft and dewy beneath them.  Finwë had gently pulled her to him, almost tentatively stroked her slender form, then laid his lips on hers.  She flashed back to the present as they pulled apart, gasping for air.

“Yes, muinë, far too long…” she replied softly, laying her head on his broad chest, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

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He held her like this for a while, just feeling her body pressed against him once more. With a prang he took in her scent, still the same and exactly as he always remembered it. He pulled away, his hands on her arms, and he took in her beauty.

"Do I really deserve to have you back?" he said softly. "I grieved so much when you passed away. Our memories of raising little Fëanáro! Of our waking and the love we shared. Will we get that back?" He recalled so many joyous memories and gave a heart, jolly laugh.

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A Much Needed Meeting

Miriel paused at the door in front of her, holding her weavings and a few spools of yarns in her arms.  After taking a breath, she knocked quietly.  “Finwë?  Are you inside, love?”  She stood, slightly nervous, wondering if she had come to the right room.

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Finwë heard the knock from within the washroom, where he had been washing in preparation for this moment. “My first wife! She is here!” he cried out to himself and rushed out, where he almost toppled over a sofa, several boxes of unfinished crafts, and even the wires plugging his Valar-given computer to the wall.

Grabbing the doorknob - and thanking Míriel silently for pulling strings with the Valar - he flung the door wide open and extended his arms out.

“Míriel, my love!” he cried out. “It has been so long, so long!”

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She smiled at him and stepped into his embrace.  ”Indeed it has, muinë.”  She lay her head on his shoulder, but was reminded by a sharp poke in the side from one of her huge needles of all the things she was carrying.  Looking up at his face, she asked softly, “Would you mind if I put these down inside?  I could properly hug you then, love.”

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“No, of course not, beloved!” Finwë said happily as he stepped back to allow her inside. His room was in complete chaos, but he was able to find some room beside a sofa. He motioned to a free space on the group and waited for Míriel to set her weaving materials down.

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She blinked, looking around the room, then grinned, saying “You are still as organized as I remember, dear Finwë.”  Walking to the spot he had indicated, Míriel placed her work down and turned back to face him.  Smiling, she wrapped her arms around him, murmuring, “There.  A proper hug for you.”

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Finwë returned her hug, almost crushing her against him. How long it has been! It felt as though a missing part of his own body was finally reattached! The memories came rushing through him: of waking up in Cuiviénen and turning to his right to see one as beautiful as the stars above them, of their hearts and bodies united for the first time, and many times later, of holding her and brushing the hair off her tired face as she held their newborn son.

"Ai, Míriel! It has been too long!" He brought his lips to hers and kissed.

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A Much Needed Meeting

Miriel paused at the door in front of her, holding her weavings and a few spools of yarns in her arms.  After taking a breath, she knocked quietly.  “Finwë?  Are you inside, love?”  She stood, slightly nervous, wondering if she had come to the right room.

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Finwë heard the knock from within the washroom, where he had been washing in preparation for this moment. “My first wife! She is here!” he cried out to himself and rushed out, where he almost toppled over a sofa, several boxes of unfinished crafts, and even the wires plugging his Valar-given computer to the wall.

Grabbing the doorknob - and thanking Míriel silently for pulling strings with the Valar - he flung the door wide open and extended his arms out.

“Míriel, my love!” he cried out. “It has been so long, so long!”

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She smiled at him and stepped into his embrace.  ”Indeed it has, muinë.”  She lay her head on his shoulder, but was reminded by a sharp poke in the side from one of her huge needles of all the things she was carrying.  Looking up at his face, she asked softly, “Would you mind if I put these down inside?  I could properly hug you then, love.”

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"No, of course not, beloved!" Finwë said happily as he stepped back to allow her inside. His room was in complete chaos, but he was able to find some room beside a sofa. He motioned to a free space on the group and waited for Míriel to set her weaving materials down.

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A Much Needed Meeting

Miriel paused at the door in front of her, holding her weavings and a few spools of yarns in her arms.  After taking a breath, she knocked quietly.  “Finwë?  Are you inside, love?”  She stood, slightly nervous, wondering if she had come to the right room.

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Finwë heard the knock from within the washroom, where he had been washing in preparation for this moment. "My first wife! She is here!" he cried out to himself and rushed out, where he almost toppled over a sofa, several boxes of unfinished crafts, and even the wires plugging his Valar-given computer to the wall.

Grabbing the doorknob - and thanking Míriel silently for pulling strings with the Valar - he flung the door wide open and extended his arms out.

"Míriel, my love!" he cried out. "It has been so long, so long!"

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*knocks on your door* Finwe, are you in there? I have arrived, love...

Míriel! I was just at the washroom - I will be out right now!

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Then perhaps you should not have started it, or encouraged that pitspawn who is now attacking my brother to call him a ‘sleeze’ of all things.

Then there is that….prissy little thing that I do hope my brother will give up on Honestly brother let it go, it’s been touched by slime after all. Seems puffed up with hot air no less. Princess my ass, as if that matters in having manners

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In which case, I apologize to you, though I am slightly confused as to how you came to the conclusion that I started it.

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Indeed! My wife is blameless!

And oh dear there is too much for me to take in and my connection is lagging! But please everyone, make peace! Would I make for each of you a basket full of little toys and sweets to fill your lives with joy!

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ask-curufin replied to your post: I HAVE A DAUGHTER!

HARU! My daughter is many centuries old by now! I never knew I had beget another child with my wife!

What do you mean, you never knew? Just like your grandfather, you are! I did not know Indis was carrying Arafinwë until her water broke!

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ask-elurin replied to your post: Oh dear. All this tension that has arsien just because I asked the Valar to bend the rules for me just once

I assume you are referring to those…things attacking my brother? Nay, I do not think so. My brother complimented one of the woman’s beauty and suddenly there are kinslayers acting as if they are better then him.

But these kinslayers are my descendents! And if I recall correctly, it was your father who murdered the husband of that woman.

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Was this before or after he and his kind sacked our lands, murdered everyone and abandoned two toddlers in the woods to die of starvation and thirst, if the animals did not get to them first.

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Your land? Oh, but my child! Middle-earth has always been the land for all the elves! I once lived there. I awoke there. The Noldor belong here as much as anyone. 

I am saddened by what your brother and you have experienced, but all is well now. You are happy, in safety and surrounded by love!

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ask-elurin replied to your post: Oh dear. All this tension that has arsien just because I asked the Valar to bend the rules for me just once

I assume you are referring to those…things attacking my brother? Nay, I do not think so. My brother complimented one of the woman’s beauty and suddenly there are kinslayers acting as if they are better then him.

But these kinslayers are my descendents! And if I recall correctly, it was your father who murdered the husband of that woman.

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I fear that there will be a fourth Kinslaying soon, if this madness is not stopped…

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I fear so! I have only known about the Kinslaying through the books the Valar have given me, but the images they conjured in my mind is no less terrifying! 

Please, children! I ask as one of the first elves to awaken, along with my wife and forever beloved Míriel, that we do not engage in war!

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ask-elurin replied to your post: Oh dear. All this tension that has arsien just because I asked the Valar to bend the rules for me just once

I assume you are referring to those…things attacking my brother? Nay, I do not think so. My brother complimented one of the woman’s beauty and suddenly there are kinslayers acting as if they are better then him.

But these kinslayers are my descendents! And if I recall correctly, it was your father who murdered the husband of that woman.

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Oh dear. All this tension that has arsien just because I asked the Valar to bend the rules for me just once

I should have remained widowed until my Míriel returned.

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Ai, my love, it is not your fault…  *kisses*  I wished for your happiness, so I agreed to your second marriage.

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And your willingness to have me happy while you remain in the Halls is something I never forgot, my beloved.

Virtual kisses! I would give you many more once you are in my arms!

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I HAVE A DAUGHTER!

Jolly good news! How long as this been? Is she crawling yet?

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My love! If it is agreeable to you, I shall be visiting you soon! You will not mind if I bring my work with me, will you? *sends kisses*

Míriel my dearest! Ai forgive me! I seem to be having trouble with my computer as of late! Apparently computers do not require watering in the same way that plants do. I learn something new every day!

I would love to have you over! Have you received permission then from the Valar? And certainly bring your work with you! You will find my rooms a haven for creativity!