Getting Dirty by Elleth

Prompt: Toothpaste

Anairë, Eärwen and Nerdanel spend some indulgent time together in Alqualondë.

Nerdanel woke to an empty bed - all that hinted at Anairë and Eärwen having been there was a lingering warmth and dips in the mattress where they had slept, and Nerdanel's own lingering (but pleasant) soreness after the night they had spent.

She stretched in bed languidly, wincing a little when muscles she hadn't used in far too long protested at the movement. Still, she relished being in Alqualondë - the open doors to the seaward balcony, sheer curtains that billowed in the salt breeze, a flock of terns wheeling in the cove, and the soft laughter of her lovers coming from the bath adjacent to Eärwen's chamber.

Nerdanel eventually made her way over into the bath chamber, stopping by the doors to not intrude right away. New scents hit her nose - soap, and something cool, pungent and herbal. Anairë was in the tub let into the floor, sponging herself down delicately, and Eärwen, still as delightfully naked as the night before, sat by the rim of the tub, dangling one leg into the water and brushing her teeth.

Nerdanel watched smiling for a moment, filing away in her mind how Anairë's biceps played as she held the sponge over her head and squeezed it out, how Eärwen's skin stretched over her hip where Nerdanel had grasped to hold her still the night before. The scene before her had the makings of a statue.

They didn't notice her for another moment, until Eärwen rose to rinse her mouth by the wash basin. Then she came over to kiss Nerdanel soundly, smiling and caressing her cheek, while Anairë watched them appreciatively. "Good morning, look who is finally awake," she said. "Come to join us?"

"Well, come to prepare for the day," Nerdanel responded, a little breathless and relishing the cool taste of mint and myrrh that Eärwen had left in her mouth and the warmth the kiss had awakened in her already, so quickly. "Although I do not think we have much in the way of responsibilities today - perhaps I should join you." She grinned, hoping - and knowing - where this would lead.

What she had not expected was Eärwen dropping to her knees before Nerdanel to a wolf-whistle from Anairë, whose hands relinquished the sponge and slipped downward over her breasts and stomach to her center, beginning to tease herself. "Beware," she laughed. "She did this to me before - it's going to be - "

Eärwen's fingers grasped Nerdanel's ass and pulled her close against her mouth.

"Cold!" Nerdanel gasped out, laughing in spite of the shock of the sensation as Eärwen blew a herb-cooled breath over the trail her mouth was leaving between Nerdanel's legs, holding her fast over squirming away.

Nerdanel breathed in and out, laboriously, certain that her knees were about to give out, and saw Eärwen grin up at her.

"Please - go on."