A/N: Sorry it took me so long to write a new chapter for this story. I got a bit caught up in my "A New Experience", and I am a bit slow when it comes to

updating, anyway *grin*

Anyway, I had a lot of fun writing this one, so I hope you will enjoy it as well. Sadly, the poor thing has no plot at all, it is just one major love act *lol* ... Well, I don't think you will mind ;-)

However, since a large part of this chapter is once again NC-17, I had to cute the ff.net version off rather abruptly.

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Chapter 6 - Beloved

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The morning sun had already begun to warm the gardens of Minas Tirith, and the excited chatter of countless birds filled the air with a sweet melody. Two little sparrows were sitting on a windowsill, feathers puffed out and basking in the sunlight, occasionally chirping happily at each other.

Behind them in the room, two figures lay peacefully curled around each other. The blond elf had his arms wrapped possessively around the man's middle, his face nestled into the red-brown hair of his lover.

Faramir felt himself drifting on the edge of wakefulness, the comfort of sleep still clinging to his senses, but the sounds of the awakening nature were just too sweet to resist. Slowly opening his eyes, he needed a moment to orientate himself while enjoying the sensation of the arms surrounding him.

Slowly the memories of the previous evening returned, and a brilliant smile stole itself across his features as he realized it had all not just been a pleasant dream. Unable to contain his happiness any longer, he slowly turned around in his beloved's arms, only to discover that Rúmil was still sound asleep. 

A deep feeling of love washed through Faramir as he studied his lover's beautiful face. The elf looked wholly innocent when asleep, with no lines of worry to distract from the perfection of his features. The blue of his eyes, now vacant in sleep, could rival the deepest sea, while the fine silvery blond of his hair would probably even cause the moon herself to experience jealousy.

However, the features Faramir's gaze were most drawn to were the full, pouting lips, so soft and inviting and slightly opened...

Feeling magically drawn to those lips, Faramir raised his hand to slowly caress them with the pads of his fingers. He could feel Rúmil's sweet breath, and again memories of last night assailed him, making him remember the feeling of the elf's mouth on his, of those gentle hands caressing his body, making him ache with need.

Faramir shook himself slightly before he could get too lost in his musings. However, his body had already awakened due to the sweet recollections, and he could already feel the first stirrings of arousal wash through him. Faramir shook his head in wry amusement. He had never known himself to be this easily affected by another's presence, and here he was, aroused by a mere memory.

The amusement soon faded, though, as his eyes were once again drawn to the sleeping beauty before him, and he felt a sweet ache in his heart as he pondered just how fast and how deep he had fallen for this ethereal being. Powerless to resist the temptation any longer, Faramir carefully leaned forward and touched his lips to his lover's.

The moment their lips met, a soft moan escaped Faramir as his body became awash with sensation, and within seconds he lost himself in the kiss. Carefully he lowered his body on his lover's, mindful so as not to crush him, but also aware of the greater strength an elven body possessed. Taking advantage of Rúmil's slightly parted lips, he slid his tongue in to explore his lover's mouth just as his hands tangled in the elf's silvery hair, changing the angle and thus causing the kiss to deepen further.

A soft moan and the feeling of hands slowly sliding up his sides made him aware that his lover had obviously awakened due to the sensual stimulation. Breaking the kiss with some reluctance, Faramir leaned back slightly, so he was better able to study his love. Light blue eyes, sparkling with delight and quite a bit of mischief, regarded him for a moment before a seductive smile settled around his sensual mouth.

"What a pleasant way to start the day, my love. I certainly could get used to this," Rúmil said in a still somewhat sleep-roughened voice, his hand meanwhile gently caressing Faramir's face. The young Gondorian's heart almost melted at the love he saw shining from his companion's eyes. For until now there had still been a small bit of insecurity residing inside him concerning the seriousness of the elf's feelings.

Now, however, confronted with the honest adoration shining from his love's eyes, that small doubt was finally laid to rest, while at the same time a burning passion was unleashed inside Faramir. Acting on pure impulse, he gave in to the hunger inside him and took Rúmil's mouth in a possessive kiss.

A small startled gasp managed to escape Rúmil's lips before he was silenced by Faramir's mouth, but oh, he was not about to complain. He had never imagined that such an almost feral side would exist in the usually calm and gentle Gondorian, and he had to admit that he was pleasantly surprised. He would have liked to ponder this new insight further, but as one of Faramir's hands slid down to caress an already hardened nipple, it became hard to hold on to any serious thought.

Faramir was enjoying himself immensely. Now that this last nagging doubt had been removed from his heart and mind, he felt a lightness inside himself he had never experienced before. He was finally able to look inside his own heart, a place he had avoided for far too long out of fear and self-hatred, and it was telling him that what he had found with Rúmil had the potential to outlast any imaginable obstacle.  His heart had finally found what it had been searching for all his life, and it was singing with joy within his breast.

A soft whimper from Rúmil brought him out of his reflections, and with a small start he realized that one of his hands had snuck down to the elf's nipple. Grinning inwardly, he put all possibly distracting thoughts aside and concentrated fully on the task at hand.

Breaking the kiss so both of them were able to draw breath again, Faramir then proceeded to place passionate kisses along his lover's throat up to the delicately pointed ear. He carefully took the lobe between his teeth and bit down gently, which caused Rúmil to arch his back while he let out a stifled moan. Deciding that he liked that sound and wanted to hear more of it, Faramir placed butterfly kisses all the way to the tip of the elf's ear. He closed his lips abound the tip and sucked lightly, his tongue caressing the tantalizing bit of flesh. Faramir had known that elven ears, and especially the tips, were extremely sensitive, but the intensity of Rúmil's reaction to his touches still surprised him.

Rúmil had his hands fisted in the sheets as he arched his back, eyes squeezed shut and mouth slightly open, panting. He felt shivers running up and down his spine as the heavenly mouth of his lover worshipped his sensitive ear, and he felt as if he would melt from the pleasure at any moment. For someone who was supposedly quite inexperienced, Faramir certainly knew how to bring him to the heights of pleasure.

Suddenly Faramir increased the suction, and tenderly bit down on the tip of his ear, which caused any remaining conscious thoughts Rúmil might have had to shut off at once, and he moaned while desperately clutching at Faramir's shoulders.

Faramir tormented his lover a moment longer by using his teeth and lips on his sensitive ear, which caused Rúmil to moan helplessly and he began writhing in his lover's strong embrace. Only when the elf's grip on his shoulders started to turn vicelike did he cease his ministrations and leaned back slightly to study his flushed lover.

As he saw how Rúmil gradually struggled out of the sensual haze he had been in, Faramir took a moment to actually be surprised at himself. He had never suspected that such a passionate side could exist inside him, however, there had not been many opportunities to find out about it in the past, he admitted ironically.

So it was all the more surprising now that he was able to let go so completely with a lover he had only known for such a short period of time. Regarding his beloved's stunning features, however, he knew in his heart that it was Rúmil who had brought out the best in him, and who had given him enough confidence to embrace this more passionate side of his personality.

Thus filled of love and passion, Faramir bend down to kiss Rúmil once more, gently this time, and he felt two strong arms wrap around his neck and slender fingers tangle in his hair as the kiss was returned with just as much fervour.

Drawing back after long minutes of kissing, Faramir regarded his glowing lover once more with a teasing smile on his face. "It appears I have discovered one of your special spots. Are all elven ears this sensitive?" At that, Rúmil chuckles slightly, a clear sound that filled Faramir with incredible joy. "Aye, our ears are one of our most sensitive areas, but there are others which are no less responsive ... as I am sure you will find out yourself," he added with a seductive smile.

Faramir smiled back at his beloved, and he realized that now in this moment, he was happier than ever before in his live. A happiness that had been caused by this wondrous being lying beneath him. Acting on what his feelings were telling him, he bent close to his love again and whispered hoarsely in his ear, "I want to make love to you."

Rúmil's eyes, which had fluttered shut as his lover had bent close once more, snapped open at the softly whispered words, and he regarded his beloved closely, intrigued. He had been aware that great passion was hiding inside the shy young man, but he had not thought that he would assume a dominant attitude so soon in their relationship.

However, one look into Faramir's passion glazed eyes told him all he needed to know, and a flutter of excitement started deep in his stomach, spreading throughout his whole body until he was shivering with anticipation at the notion of being claimed by his love.

Brushing his thumb lovingly across Faramir's full lips, he only had the time for a huskily whispered "Yes" before those sensual lips claimed his once again, and Faramir settled his body more comfortably atop his own.

Since both were still in a state of undress due to last night's activities, there were no clothes that required being shed first, nothing that stood in the way of their passion. There was no need for words as they started kissing and caressing, hands roaming first gently, then with greater longing over bare skin, fisting in long hair, teasing and arousing relentlessly.

Finally they broke apart, gasping for breath, which for Rúmil soon turned into throaty moans as Faramir once more attacked his throat with abandon. Only this time he choose to ignore the elf's ears and instead let his mouth wander downwards to the hollow of his throat, where he dipped his tongue deeply, repeatedly, causing Rúmil to throw his head back to give him greater access.

He did not linger there for long, however, for he was fuelled with a burning need to make Rúmil his, and so he travelled further downwards to his lover's nipples, grazing first one then the other roughly with his teeth, which caused Rúmil to moan steadily and arch his back, trying to get closer to the divine stimulation.

Spending several minutes on the deliciously hard nubs, Faramir managed to work his beloved close to frenzy before he let his mouth journey further to the elf's navel. There he remained for long moments, sucking and licking and pushing his tongue inside repeatedly, which had Rúmil groaning and writhing and clutching the sheets, all coherent speech apparently lost.

Faramir allowed himself a small, satisfied smile at that. Apparently he had found another of his lover's highly sensitive spots, but he did not take the time to ponder this further since the focus of his interest was now so close and he felt unable and unwilling to resist.

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