He felt Shadow shifted and prepared to rise. His hands, through volition of their own, moved to his mentor's hips, gently trying to hold the Elf to him. Aragorn's mind was blank, except for the need to keep Shadow with him. He heard his mentor gasped in surprise at the gentle touch, but did not jerk away as the Man expected. Aragorn took that as an encouraging sign and sat up so that his face was only inches from Shadow's. Their eyes locked once more, for the first time, the Elf's gaze was completely unguarded. Aragorn could see the love and painful longing in those moist sapphire beauties, a perfect reflection of his own emotions. As if in a trance, they both leant closer to share their love's first kiss.