“If your revulsion is such that you won’t grant me one little kiss…” he lifts away, moves to rise from the bed. “Then I shall leave you and your answers wanting.” Reluctantly, she grabs his wrist and pulls, the chain rattling against the bed frame. “If this is one of your games—” “—no games,” he insists, sitting next to her again. He cups her cheek, finger and thumb sliding down to gently stroke her chin. It takes her mind back to the second raft, back to when everything began to unravel. “Do you still think me false Galadriel? I ask for your kiss because I desire it, I desire you.” “Yet everything becomes a transaction. If you truly care for me, you will ease my mind without a price.” He pulls her closer, his breath beating hot against her face. “Will you not meet me half way on this, my little Elf? After all, even with your suspicion being an annoyingly persistent presence, you still welcomed me inside you.” Fingertips dance below her jaw, lift her mouth closer, the choice removed entirely once he fastens his lips over hers. She doesn’t push him away, brings her free arm round and melts into his embrace. It’s a strange thing to realise the familiarity, that she doesn’t hate the way he sucks her bottom lip with an unusual tenderness. During her time being thrown through shadow and flame within Eregion’s walls he was more demanding, possessive. Now he allows her to direct his movements, only sliding his tongue into her mouth after she parts her lips with a sigh, her own tongue sweeping tentatively over the seam of his.
Surprisingly, Annatar is the one to lift his mouth away, his hand still lightly gripping her neck. “See how easy it is when you co-operate?” “Answer the question.” He sighs, leans his forehead against hers “Eregion was real. Every single thing you experienced, save for Celebrimbor’s demise. I’m afraid I was a little cruel allowing you to believe he died by your hand.” “You were more than a little cruel,” hisses Galadriel. “Mirdania didn’t deserve what happened to her. She trusted you!” “Hah! Why come to her defence now? I saw your dreams Galadriel. Your were brimming with jealousy. Even after I made it quite clear my affections were for you only. The silly girl witnessed it with her own eyes, remember?” Galadriel tears from his arms, shuffles backward, fury and venom colouring her glare.“You were toying with my emotions, and hers!” She looks around the room, recognises it as fit for a queen with rich tapestries and ornate sconces decorating the vast walls. “And after Eregion?” she asks, fearing the answer. “What do you think?” he teases. “I think we did fight while Eregion burned. I know Imaldris is real. What gives me trouble is how you could know of our alliances, the Elves guard their secrets well.” He throws back his head with laughter. “There’s that famous Elvish arrogance.”
Streets are saying, after over 6 months, she's back on her Inferno bullshit #Annatariel
Spoilers for potentially the final chapter (I am afraid, looking at my outline, this might not actually be the final chapter 😂)
And yes, I already spotted a typo but cba to do new screenshots!
