
[Tauriel resumed her massage-like motions on his shoulders, slow and loosening every tight muscle she felt. A soft yawn passed through her lips as her hands began following a certain muscle along his shoulder blades; perfectly relaxed he gave her the conditions to wean out any strains. Tauriel giggled softly at the thought: he was such an old man, who probably, if human, would face backpains in his life due to the amount of tight muscles she was feeling.][if this was not the most relaxing thing, he knew not what was. being close to her, close enough to smell her sharp, woodland scent, was bliss in itself and he found himself relaxing more than probably ever had. it was natural for him to constantly be on guard, but at this moment, with her, he allowed his defenses to fall, a rare thing he ever, ever did indeed]
[Tauriel resumed her massage-like motions on his shoulders, slow and loosening every tight muscle she felt. A soft yawn...
[if this was not the most relaxing thing, he knew not what was. being close to her, close enough to smell her sharp,...