Working Hard (Or Hardly Working) (Drabble)

“Leave me, now,” he said, regretfully.

“But,” she protested, “I have time.”

“I am a little busy,” he said. “This is far more important than a dalliance with you.”

“Is it?” she asked petulantly. “I remember last week when you were…um…not busy. I found time for you.”

Looking up, he basked in her radiance. “Look, love,” he began.

She covered his mouth with hers. Momentarily lost, he drowned in the feelings she caused in him. Forgotten was the sword he had been etching. As were the next few hours.

“There,” said Galadriel, leaving a slightly dishevelled Celeborn to his work.