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A/N: So I believe this is what my little smutpuppies have been waiting for. :D Thank you all for following this story so far, and hopefully you will continue to follow this! Thank you to MrsJohnReese and TheParanoidGraveRobber for their reviews of the last chapter. I always love reading and responding if I can. Enjoy!
Berri flipped lazily through a book, waiting for Haldir to come back. As Haldir promised, a young elf maiden brought her evening meal to her talan on a tray. An array of sweet cakes, fruit, cheese and sliced vegetables were accompanied by sweet water and savory wine. She listened to the music that rose from the common area as she ate, enjoying the soothing tones that stroked across her ears. It had been a long time since she had really sat back and listened to the music of the elves. She enjoyed it in Rivendell, but the music here was different. It was less instrumental, and more vocal. Each song mostly made up of many voices rising together, perhaps with a harp or a flute just below the surface. She left the nearly empty tray to enjoy an evening bath. She pulled an evening gown from the wardrobe, laying it aside on her bed.
She relaxed in the warm water, enjoying the cool breeze that wafted through her talan, fluttering her gossamer drapes and carrying the gentle music on its wings. She took special care to wash. Her body was aching again, and if she had it her way, it would be a big night for her. Her fingers combed through her hair, conditioning every strand, enjoying the sweet flowery scent that wafted in the breeze. She sighed. She had been tossing about in her mind what was to come, and prayed she was making the right decision, but Galadriel's words comforted her, and brought her to a decision.
She sat back in the common room after her bath, drying her hair. Her nerves were on edge as her mind raced with thoughts, good and bad. Promises she had made, and promises she had broken. For a moment, she thought of the wild man whose blood stained her hands, an image she decided she'd never forget. Her mind snapped to the present when a knock on the door broke the image from her mind. "I'm coming!" She called, racing to the door. Haldir's smiling face met hers as she opened it, stepping aside to let him in.
"Good evening Beriadanwen, looking lovely as ever." He took her hand, bending over to kiss the back of it. "How are you?"
"What has you so charming tonight Haldir?" She cocked a brow at him, holding her hand in his.
"I am just glad to be alone with you finally. Is that so bad?" He feigned a hurt look.
"Well, it is me, so I suppose anybody would be happy to be in my presence." She shrugged before breaking out into a giggle. "I'm teasing you Haldir. I'm glad I finally have some company." She bit her lower lip, trying to judge his mood by his expressions.
"What's on your mind?" He furrowed his brow after a moment of silence. Something was bothering her, he could tell. "Come, sit with me." He sat on the couch, waiting for her to join him. Berri's heart was racing as she sat beside him, her feet tucked underneath of her. She could not bring herself to look into his eyes, afraid of his reaction.
"Haldir…" She began. Her mind raced to formulate the right sentence, but none of them seemed to sound right. "I really don't know how to say this, excuse me." She breathed, shaking her head.
"Well, perhaps getting it out first, and elaborating second will be helpful." He offered. To be honest, his heart was beginning to race. He had never seen Berri like this, and worried about what she was to say next.
"Okay then…" She nodded, her hands playing with her hair to occupy them. "Haldir, I am having a hard time keeping our relation where it is. I've been desiring you more and more since the night at the river, and I can't wait any longer." She spoke so quickly, Haldir almost didn't hear her, but when it hit him, he shook his head. "I know, I'm sorry it's so silly. I just, I don't know what to do or say, but I needed to be honest…" She covered her eyes with one hand, shaking her head at her own childishness.
"So, are you saying you can't wait for me?" He spoke softly. He feared this would happen. "I am sorry, but my duty as Marchwarden will keep me on patrol often, and that…" He stopped and sighed, shaking his head. Of course, he couldn't expect her to understand that.
"No Haldir, that is not it at all." She rested her hand on his arm. "Remember when I told you about Adam?" She reached over, tucking a piece of hair behind his ear before he stood up. He couldn't sit down and listen. He needed to be on his feet should he need a swift escape. She stood up as well, needing him to look at her. "Haldir, I am trying to say that I need you. I am ready for you. I can't wait any longer." She took him wrist, hoping to catch his attention. "Do I have to make it any clearer?"
"Are you saying you are ready?" He slowly turned his head to face her.
"Haldir, I told myself I was waiting for the right time. I wanted to wait for commitment, but perhaps I was just waiting for the right person. I feel like you are the one I've been waiting for. I know it seems so silly, I mean, we've been parted for quite a while, but since I've been back, it just seems right." She gave a weak smile, hoping he understood her.
"Oh Valar." He breathed. It was better than he had expected. He would not push her for affection, but now she was willing to give it to him. He was not bonded to her, and knew that taking her would throw the order of things out of balance, but he was an older elf, and needed now this moment of intimacy. His hands fell to either side of her head, holding her face as he rested his forehead against hers. A part of him was far too happy to express, but the trained side of him held back his emotions, moderating his expression.
Berri took his hands with a kind smile, pulling him towards her bedroom. If he was willing, then she would not hold back for him. Haldir followed willingly, watching her figure sway beneath the thin silky material that covered her curves. The moment she let go of his hands, he worked on removing his tunic. By the time she had finished closing the window and drawing the curtains, he was almost undressed.
"Anxious, aren't you?" She smiled nervously.
"I have waited a long time for this moment, you must understand." He reached out to pull her in. He shivered as her breasts pressed against his chest. His lips came down against her neck, sending her into a fit of moans. The familiar feeling hit her loins again as his hands ran down her shoulder blades. "I intend to make it a good moment." He breathed into her ear with a groan in his voice. The need was palpable to her ears. "Let me help you." He smirked, reaching down to her knees. With a slow caress, he brought his hands up her body, taking the gown with him and bringing it over her head to leave her exposed to the night air. Though he had seen her body before, he was still amazed by it, bringing a hand up to cup a breast, his thumb grazing gently over the nipple.
Haldir watched Beriadanwen's expression as her head tilted back, her hands gripping his arms tighter for balance. "Lay down for me." He whispered, sending shivers down her spine. She obliged, pulling back the blankets, lying on the cool sheets. Haldir quickly relieved himself of his clothing, sliding into bed with her. As he had many times before, he lay between her legs, but this time they both shivered with anticipation. Her fingers combed through his hair, pulling his lips into hers, her hips thrusting up to meet his. In turn, he massaged a breast, grinding his own length into her, aching to delve into her.
"Haldir, are you okay with this?" Berri pulled away, hoping this wouldn't change how they felt.
"I am sure this is what I want if that is what you are asking." He replied, leaning down to kiss her collarbone. Berri simply nodded, enjoying the affection he was bestowing upon her body. Her mouth snapped open suddenly, gasping when she felt Haldir's warm tongue tracing around her nipple, the other nipple being gently teased between two fingers. To him, she tasted like a dream. She had her own scent, something he hadn't come across before. It wasn't as pure and clean as an elf woman, but it wasn't as dirty or sour as men. It was distinct, something he couldn't quite place, but he savored every moment of it. The moans that hit his ears only served to urge him on. Haldir pulled away leaving her body cold, sitting on his heels. For this moment, he wanted to look upon her and see her in this last minute of innocence. She looked just as he had always imagined her to look, with her hair spread out, one hand teasing her shoulder, the other resting lightly on her diaphragm. The gentle glow from the outside cast them in a light blue hue as if she were lying beneath the full moon.
"Oh Valar." He shivered, leaning back down against her body. He reached a hand down, watching her as his finger slipped between her slick nether-lips, testing her readiness. She erupted in a moan as he felt a new wave of moisture against his finger. "Are you ready melamin*?" He whispered, bringing his lips against hers.
"I'm ready." She whimpered back, her fingers tucked behind his ears, gently teasing his skin. In this moment it was now or never. She could not deny what she had been feeling for so long. Haldir took himself into his hands, guiding himself into her entrance. Berri arched her back, gripping the sheets as he slowly filled her. She could see Haldir's body tense up as she enveloped him in her fleshy walls. "Haldir, oh my goodness Haldir…" She moaned to him, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
"Does that hurt?" Haldir barely managed to get out, as he slowly withdrew himself before thrusting back into her core.
"A bit, yes, but the first time usually does." She gave a nervous chuckle, trying to calm herself, bracing for more pain to come.
Haldir was on another plane however. He was in a world of bliss. Each thrust of his hips into hers brought waves of intense pleasure he had only hoped to feel. The way her walls tugged at his shaft, each crevice and ridge, it was better than he could have imagined. She writhed beneath him, her hands resting against his shoulders as he drove himself ever deeper into her core. He kissed the beads of sweat that formed on her brow, trailing the kisses down her cheek and jaw. It wasn't much to relieve the pain, but it was something to bestow his affections on her. Berri brought her knees up to his sides, accepting his firm length, feeling Haldir's hand reaching down, desperately massaging her thigh. "Beriadanwen…" He whispered, nuzzling against her cheek, needing to feel her. Each thrust erupted in waves of pleasure for him, a pleasure that built up in the base of his spine.
"Haldir, please, take me." Berri cried, her back arching ever higher as she felt him deep within her. Haldir listened as her breath quickened, her mouth set open as her body tightened. Berri was nearing her climax, he could feel it. Her walls began to shiver around his aching cock, her nipples hardened beneath him, his own movements becoming jerky and erratic. "I, I'm almost there Haldir…" She panted; her body bearing down as she reached her high. The cries she emitted were of pure bliss, her arms wrapping around Haldir's neck to brace herself.
Berri's walls tightened around his shaft tightly, taking his experience to a new level of excitement, one that he couldn't fight against. The desire that had been building up burst in a flurry of want need and sheer bliss. Stars burst in his eyes, blinding him to the world momentarily as he drained his contents into her. He could not hold back his own cries of desire as he gripped the linens, holding himself deep inside of her. Haldir could not bring himself to exit her temple just yet, savoring this divine moment.
For Berri's part, though she was sore, she enjoyed feeling Haldir pulse inside of her. The burst of heat he released into her core filled her with warmth and passion, as it seemed to churn in her. Haldir rested against her chest, going soft, but still maintaining himself inside of her. Berri gently ran her fingers up and down his back, sighing in pleasure before Haldir rolled off of her.
"Was that enjoyable for you?" He asked, lying on his side to face her. She too rolled to her side.
"It was very enjoyable, and for yourself?" She smiled, running a finger through her hair to straighten herself out.
"Aye, it was far better than I had ever imagined it." He nodded, resting a hand on her side. "But for now, I just wish to lay with you while I recover myself." He grinned before consuming her lips again. For what felt like eternity, he caressed her body with need and desire. This is what his brothers experienced, and now he too would know the feeling of satiated lust, and what a wonderful feeling it was. All too often he pulled away from Beriadanwen just to look upon her features. The dreamlike state her eyes were in, and the way her lips were plumped from the attention he was giving them. Even the stray hairs that fell across her neck created a fine picture for him. Though he was reluctant to leave her side to open the window, he was happy to return to her, letting the cool breeze relieve them of the stifling hot air in the room.
He barely got a chance to lie back down before Berri was sitting atop his lap, her moist folds hovering over his hips. "Can I be on top?" She moaned into him, her lips gently caressing his neck. Haldir's hands squeezed at her hips, groaning at the sensations she was sending through his body. Before tonight, he could not recall when he had felt electricity jolting down his spine and out to every nerve of his body.
"I will let you be in any position you wish." He sighed, shifting beneath her warmth. Already his body was reacting as his length hardened against her womanhood. He watched as she reached down, taking his penis into her soft hand, gently stroking from his base to just below his tip. The way her delicate hand handled his length made his spine tingle all over again, her thumb grazing over the tip, spreading the pre-cum that leaked out.
Berri leaned forward, her lips caressing his chest. She savored his light musky scent. It was a scent that drove her wild. Her mouth almost watered with desire and need for him, and though she was sore, she needed more of him. She already craved the way he fit in her like the missing piece of a puzzle. Berri could not wait any longer, as she slowly settled onto his length. Haldir took a sharp breath causing Berri to pause and sit up.
"Have I hurt you?" She reached her hand up, gently cupping his cheek with concern in her eyes.
"Not at all my dear Beriadanwen, you have done quite the opposite." He sighed, letting his head fall back to the pillow. "You have given me more pleasure than I could have imagined." He smirked, letting his hands massage her thighs. Berri could only smile before she let her hips go to work. With every lift and grind of her hips, Haldir groaned and sighed. He reached his hands up, cupping under her breasts, watching the sweat glisten in the valley of her breasts. It reminded him of the dew on a new spring flower as it shone. His hands moved to her hips, helping her rock and grind to take him deeper. Each time she settled fully, Haldir felt her fingernails rake a little more against his chest as she braced herself against him.
"Please my flower, do you enjoy this?" He whispered, reaching a hand up to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. He hated to see her face veiled in such a moment of passion. Tears built up in the corners of her eyes as she grimaced in pleasure, her lower lip held by her teeth to prevent her from crying out too loudly. She could only nod in response as she struggled to maintain her composure. Haldir could feel her walls spasm around him, getting slicker with every passing thrust. "It's okay, let it go." He sat up crossing his ankles, cradling her hips in his lap. His arms wrapped around her, holding her as she leaned her head back to let out a cry of ecstasy. Haldir gently kissed her breasts, letting her release herself.
She leaned forward, resting her head on Haldir's shoulder, still gently thrusting against him, wanting to bring him to climax as well. Haldir held her, his fingers running through her hair. Her hot breath on his shoulder wavered as he moved her hips faster. Though he meant not to, he roughly grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so she would look at him.
"Let me see you, please…" He grit out, his own breath quickening.
"H-Haldir…" Berri cried with her face twisted in plea. She was beautiful in that moment, so Haldir thought. He was on the edge of his own climax once more. His embrace tightened around her as if she were the only thing to keep him anchored to the world in that moment. By the valar, could anything better have happened to him, he wondered. He would not let her go, preferring instead to keep her in his lap. He wanted her close to him, to feel her heart beating beneath her chest against his own, her lips readily available for his.
Haldir finally let her lay down, keeping her close to him. While she fell into an easy slumber, his mind raced. Things were different now, and they'd never be able to go back. But would he want to go back now? Could he go back even if it were an option? No, he could not, he decided. But he did not need such thoughts right now. For now, all he needed was the cool breeze of his home, and the woman at his side.
* Melamin = My Love.
A/N: So what did you think?! Hopefully I lived up to your expectations. Just remember, this is the first time for them both, so it may be a little awkward for them. I'd love to hear your thoughts/opinions/criticisms (hopefully constructive!) Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it!