She Hath My Love (Drabbles about Women) by Elrond's Library

Mastery Feels Like Losing (Galadriel/Melian)

from Elleth's Femslash February prompt: reflects, exist, leaving, devotion (The xx - Angels)

Galadriel’s face reappeared, reflected in the basin of clear water.

Melian smiled softly. “Look at you,” she murmured, reaching for Galadriel’s famously bright hair. “Mastery feels good, doesn’t it?”

Galadriel leaned into Melian’s palm, savoring the cool feeling against her flushed cheek. “I saw … I Saw. What will come to pass.”

“You need not share what may or may not exist. The threads of the Music tangle easily, what you Saw may not come to pass.”

“I do not want to leave you.”

Melian ran her thumb over Galadriel’s lips. “I will not spurn your devotion, my little nightingale.”