Ice and Fire by Rhapsody

Ice and Fire

A brisk wind swept through Maglor’s Gap, delivering a welcomed moment during this simmering summer, which kept the lands in its grasp. The heat kept most inside, seeking relief in the cool halls of the dwelling.

The elf-lord himself sought his reprieve while he studied a cube of ice. With a smile he looked down on his wife who laid there expectantly in anticipation for him, just as she sighed in contentment when his lips skimmed her breasts, he traced the object from her bosom down to her inner sultriness, clearly revelling in the exquisite touch of ice and fire.