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Chapter 4

Alex was sat behind a tree, looking up at the stars. She was desperately trying to get the images of Haldir, inflagrante, out of her mind. It was proving impossible. The mere thought of him made her feel nervous, and excited at the same time. She felt like a silly teenager with her first crush. She had to calm herself down before she returned to Gandalf and Haldir. She closed her eyes and tried to clear her mind, and didn't hear Haldir approach her. She jumped as he sat down next to her.

"Forgive me, I did not intend to startle you," he said softly.

Alex smiled weakly and turned her head away, desperately trying to hide the blush that had instantly flourished her face. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest, and was sure he could hear it. Her hands started to shake and she began to feel a little nauseous. She squeezed her eyes shut in an attempt to stem the nerves. Why was she affected by him? And why after such a short time? She had been fine up until lying with him earlier. Hadn't she? Or had she simply not noticed how truly captivating he was. She had never seen anyone so beautiful. Even some of the most handsome men in her world were nothing compared to him. He could make even the most striking of roses look dull and bland.

She didn't notice him reach a hand out to pull back strands of her hair from her face. She reached up instinctively and grabbed his hand, whipping her head round to look straight into his eyes. She made to let go of his hand, but he kept hold and brought it down to his lap. Her shaking grew worse.

"You are shivering, are you well?" he asked, the concern evident in his voice.

"I… I'm ok, just…" she stammered.

"Perhaps you are over tired. Let me help you," he said, bringing his other hand around her waist.

He pulled her closer to him and let go of her hand. He brought his, now free hand, up to her face and lifted her chin. He stared deeply into her eyes, with the intent of bringing her to a slumber. She did not fall so easily this time, and found he needed to delve a little into her mind. He immediately saw what had been troubling her. He saw the images she had been plagued with when she fled from him earlier. Gandalf had been right. She had fallen so easily. He did not intend to entice her in any way, but he too found himself unable to quell feelings of longing. He simply had better control over them. As an elf of over 3000 years life, he had gained control of, not only his body, but his mind, and while he certainly felt things as strongly as ever, they no longer consumed him. Humans did not have this discipline of the elves, and were so often ruled by their emotions and desires.

He dipped his head down, while she was lost in her thoughts, thoughts he had deliberately pushed to the forefront of her mind, and touched his lips to hers. He moved them slowly and gently, feeling her intake of breath through her nose, and hearing her heart quicken. He parted his lips and dipped his tongue into the cleft of her lips. She parted her lips upon feeling his tongue, and welcomed him into her mouth. He dipped his tongue slowly onto hers and caressed her into a response. She lifted her tongue and he stroked the underside. He pulled her tighter to him and could feel her arousal build. He was suddenly very aware of her scent. He could smell her heat. It was unlike anything he had smelt before. No elleth he had ever been with had ever had this scent. Theirs had been delicate and sweet. Hers was strong and musky, but still sweet. He could feel his groin responding eagerly to it, and desperately fought for control. He delved his mind deeper into hers, as he delved his tongue deeper into her mouth, and was finally able to induce sleep upon her. He felt her body go limp in his arms, and he pulled his lips away.

He picked her up and carried her back to their little camp. He laid her down with him and covered them both in a blanket. He tried to clear his mind of all previous thoughts and soon found himself drifting off.

Gandalf watched amusedly as Haldir and Alex clung to each other as they slept. He watched as Alex turned over, only to have Haldir wrap his arms around her chest and nuzzled his nose into her neck. He insinuated his leg between hers, pressing hard against her crotch. His right hand drifted from under her neck and grasped hold of her breast, causing her to buck her hips backwards hard against his leg, pressing her bottom into his growing length. He groaned deep in his throat. She turned again to lie on her back, with Haldir pressed up against her side, with his right arm still under her neck. She slung her right leg to join her left, which was now resting on top of his. His left hand was stroking circles across her stomach, and had slowly gathered up her top to trace circles on her skin.

Neither had awoken during their movements, and Alex remained asleep as Haldir moved his hand lower. He undid the button of her jeans, but could go no further due to the zip. He couldn't get the zip down as he had no idea how to, leaving Alex to pull it down herself. She tried to shove her own hand into her knickers, but is stopped by Haldir, who beat her to it.

Gandalf takes this as a cue to leave them to it, and wanders off to sit further away.

Haldir ran a finger slowly through her hot, moist folds, brushing past her nub and eliciting a moan from her. He awoke when he heard her moan, and could see her eyes were still closed. He was in two minds on whether he should stop, but she felt incredible. He could feel her soft hair tickling his hand. It felt unusual, as he was use to female elves, which were virtually hairless. It felt oddly arousing, and part of him wanted to see it.

He could feel her wetness surrounding his finger as he dipped lower and found her entrance. She bucked her hips upwards and impaled herself on his finger. The tightness of her sent a pulse straight to his groin. If it hadn't been for the lack of her maidenhead, he could have sworn she was a virgin.

He had his head pressed against her cheek and breathed in her scent. He felt dizzy as it engulfed his senses and became more alert to her moans and the gyrating of her hips. He opened his eyes and watched her face as the pleasure washed over her. He moved his finger inside her, curling it upwards to touch her g-spot as her moans increased in volume, her back arching into him.

He brought his lips to her neck and began licking and sucking, trailing kisses along her jaw. She turned her head away, only to be met by his right hand. She kissed his index finger, taking it forcefully into her mouth and sucking hard on it. Haldir gasped at the site of it and grew harder at the thought of her lips around him.

He increased his movements inside her and ground his palm down onto her mound. He felt her orgasm headily approaching and quickly removed his finger from her mouth as he felt teeth start to clamp down. She cried out and her eyes shot open. She had finally awoken as her orgasm swept violently over her, Haldir moving his finger inside her as fast as he could, to prolong her climax. Her hips bucked up one last time as her release subsided and her breathing slowed. Haldir stopped his ministrations, but kept his finger inside her, enjoying the feeling of her clenching around him.

She turned her head to him to face a relaxed smile. She couldn't say she felt violated, as she could clearly remember all that had happened, and had definitely wanted it to happen. She was a little stunned that it had happened at all. She never thought Haldir would ever want to touch her in such a way.

"That was a new experience," Haldir said coyly.

"What was?" Alex mumbled, blushing.

"The feel of you. Elven women feel much different," he stated.

Alex suddenly felt completely inadequate. She tried to move his finger out of her, but he held fast. He curled his finger upwards to brush against her spot, making her shiver.

"Please don't," she whispered.

"Why? Do you not like it?"

"I'm not an elven woman. How could I possibly compare to that?"

"Why would you want to compare to them?" he asked, incredibly confused.

"I know what they are like, how perfect they are, how beautiful they are. I'm a car wreck compared with something like that."

"You are different. Why do you assume that is a bad thing?"

"Why did you do this?" she turned suddenly, asking him quickly.

"Did you not enjoy it? It certainly sounded as though you did," he smirked.

"That's not the point. Please don't tell me you were doing your duty. This is way beyond the call of duty."

"I did not do it out of obligation. I did it because I wanted to."

"You said it was a new experience, was it all just to compare me to all the elf women you've been with? How did I rate?" she asked sarcastically.

"You don't compare to anyone," he answered plainly.

Alex looked at him disbelievingly and quickly got up. She quickly fastened her jeans and stood over him. He still looked confused. Why was she so angry?

"So, I was such a disappointing experience, you can't compare me to anyone you have had before?" she shouted.

"I did not make such a comment," he argued.

"Yes you did!"

"I stated that you do not compare, because I have never had the pleasure of a mortal before," he said standing up, "it was so different; it was unlike anything I have felt before. You are… smaller… than elven women," he added.

"You mean shorter?"

"No, I mean smaller, inside,"

"Inside?" Alex repeated, not understanding his meaning.

"The feel of you around my finger. It was… tight."

"Oh. Is that bad?"

"No, it was wonderful," he smiled genuinely.

"So… what do elven women feel like?" Alex asked, out of curiosity.

"Well, it was unusual to feel the hair. Elves, male and female, have no hair. At all. Except for on our heads."

"Not even, down there?" she asked, waving her hand over her crotch.

"Not even there. Would you like to see?" he offered, stepping forwards and undoing the laces of his leggings.

"Oh no, it's ok," she quickly answered.

"Also, you made noises."

"I made noises?"

"You were moaning as I was pleasuring you."

"Is that not normal?"

"Elven women are less vocal when engaging in pleasure. I must say I found it… arousing," he breathed.

The look in his eyes changed as he said this. He pictured her moaning beneath him, and could feel himself grow hard again.

"Oh," was all she could muster.

Before either of them could say more, Gandalf appeared from behind a tree. Haldir took one look at him, and sat back down. Alex joined him and lay down with her back to Haldir. He settled down behind her, automatically pressing himself against her, wrapping his arms around her. She felt she should protest, but he felt so good holding her in this way. It felt protective. It felt right.