Dream Warrior
Author: Heather Lynn
Email: ring_of_adament@yahoo.com
HET/ NC-17
Haldir/Lirimaer
Disclaimer: The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of J R R Tolkien, the Tolkien Estate and Tolkien Enterprises. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
Summary: This story begins in the year 3018 (S.R. 1418), the same time that Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin have begun their journey. They are now with Aragorn, having left Amon Sûl (Weathertop) after battling the ringwraiths. Arwen Evenstar has Frodo and is taking him to Rivendell. Lirimaer is an elf from Rivendell who journeys to Lothlórien to speak to Galadriel about the haunting nightmare she repeatedly has. Haldir comes across her along the way and he leads her to Lórien.
Notes: While writing this, I followed the Tolkien's books and the two movies and made up a few things as well. My timeline does not coincide with the books, only to try to keep things short! The numbers after a sentence means there is a definition at the end of the chapter. I hope the translations are correct, if not please email me so I can make any necessary repairs. I hope to add drawings soon, having just moved I will need some time. I hope you enjoy my first fan fic I've ever written, please let me know what you think! This fan fic was also part of the www.haldir-lives.org Fan Fic Challenge.
Chapter 20 – An Early Departure
Lirimaer went back to her room to change for dinner. She would wear the silvery blue dress. She opened the closet and found three new gowns as well. She would have to thank Galadriel once again. Alfirin came in to help her get dressed. "Alfirin, would you like to join my friends and myself for dinner tonight?"
"You want me to join you?" she asked, shyly. She was never invited to the dining hall. She usually ate with the other servants in the kitchens.
"You can wear one of my gowns," said Lirimaer, pulling out a lovely lilac-colored gown with beautiful embroidery. It would go perfectly with her golden hair and deep blue eyes.
"I couldn't!" exclaimed Alfirin, reaching out and lightly caressing the silken material between her fingers.
"You can and you will! I will not take no for an answer. Besides, I think you will find the evening most enjoyable!" said Lirimaer, her mind working. She saw the way Alfirin looked at Vuranor. She would make sure the two were seated together tonight.
Lirimaer helped Alfirin put on her gown. She sat her down and fixed her hair and then, smiling, stood her in front of the mirror. Alfirin's mouth dropped open. Tears welled up in her eyes.
"What is wrong? Don't you like the gown?" asked Lirimaer.
Alfirin turned to Lirimaer. "Oh yes! Thank you!" she said, and gave her a hug.
"You are so welcome! Now dry your eyes!" she said, smiling. Lirimaer quickly got dressed and Alfirin helped her with her hair. They looked each other over one last time and went out the door.
They stopped at Vuranor's door and knocked. He opened the door and froze, gazing long at the two beauties in front of him. He looked at Alfirin, smiling.
"Have you seen Haldir?" asked Lirimaer. Vuranor shook his head. Could he still be Galadriel?
"I'm sure he'll be back soon," said Vuranor. "Let me escort you both," he said, holding out his arms for them to take.
They were the first to arrive of their party. A short time later, Elladan and Elrohir arrived, solemn looks on their faces. "We just saw Haldir. He will be here shortly," Elladan said.
Everyone was chatting and having a good time. Lirimaer kept glancing at the vacant seat next to her. The empty feeling in her stomach was back. She wasn't hungry. She looked across the table at Elladan, catching his eye. He gave her a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry that I'm late," said Haldir, sitting next to Lirimaer. He reached under her chin, lifting her face, and kissed her. A feeling of warmth radiated over her.
"What is going on?" asked Lirimaer. She could see that something weighty was on his mind.
"I will discuss it with you later. Right now, enjoy yourself," he said, forcing a smile on his face.
"You are leaving tomorrow, aren't you?" she said. Haldir just looked at her and nodded. "But you have three more days left!"
"I am needed out at the borders now. A large group of orcs invaded last night. They killed a few guardians and many were wounded. Fresh troops are heading out tomorrow. I have to go with them."
Lirimaer stood up. "Please excuse me. I have to, to….." she turned and quickly left, leaving everyone looking after her.
"Excuse me!" said Haldir, and turned in pursuit. He ran across the bridge after her. She was heading back to her room. "Lirimaer! Please wait!" he called after her. He followed her into her room, finally catching her in his arms. He turned her around. Tears were running down her face. He clasped her tightly to his chest. "I am sorry. I do not want to leave. I must go. It is my duty." He lifted up her chin and kissed her.
"I know you have to leave. It still hurts," she said, trying to smile. She realized it must have been killing him as well.
"This is why I don't want to hurry things with you," he said, wiping the tears from her cheeks. "This is the way my life is. I want you to be sure this is the sort of life you wouldn't mind living."
"I have no life without you!" she said, wrapping her arms around his neck, the tears starting again. "If I can only have you once in a while, then that is what I'll have to live with. Having you with me sometimes is better than never at all."
He gently lifted her face and kissed her, parting her lips with his tongue. Lirimaer quickly responded with a deep moan, clutching hard against him. She never wanted it to end. She wanted to hold him in her arms forever. He will not be gone for long, she kept telling herself, but the tears would not stop.
Haldir felt her desperation. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and sat down beside her, removing his boots. Then he lay down beside her, taking her into his arms. He held her tight, burying his face in her hair. Her sweet scent was intoxicating.
Lirimaer put her head against his chest, listening to the sound of his breathing and his heart beating. She loved the feeling of his arms around her, strong and secure. The thought of him gone for long periods of time was inconceivable to her. How would she survive without being held in his arms, and him in hers? She cried herself into a troubled sleep.
No! He's falling! Falling into my arms. His head falls back; his eyes are empty and unseeing. I'm too late! You can't die! I love you! I cannot live without you! Please! It was dark when she awoke with a jerk. Where is Haldir?
Haldir went to his room to get his pack and weapons after Lirimaer fell asleep. Vuranor walked in, Alfirin was with him as well. They were laughing until they saw Haldir. "How is she?" asked Vuranor.
"She is sleeping now," Haldir said. "But she is distressed. I am needed out at the borders and must leave at first light. Will you stay here, Vuranor? She needs a friend. Two is even better," he said, smiling at Alfirin. "I should be back in a little over a week's time."
Vuranor saw the pain in Haldir's eyes. He could see now that Haldir's love for Lirimaer was true. "I will stay. Besides, I'm not in a hurry to go back to Rivendell any time soon," he said, smiling at Alfirin, making her blush.
"Thank you, mellonamin. I will leave you now," he said, bowing and left the room. He went back to Lirimaer's room. She was not in bed. Then he heard a noise coming from the balcony. He crossed the room to find her sitting in a chair, looking out into the night sky. "Melamin, what are you doing up?"
"Bad dreams," she said, standing and wrapping her arms around him. His body was warm against the cool night air.
"Tell me about your dreams," he said. "Elladan said you needed to speak to Galadriel about them, to see if she can help you with them. Let me try to help you," he said, kissing her on the top of her head.
How can I tell him that I dream of him dying? What would he think? "I don't want to trouble you with my troubles. Not tonight." She reached up and ran her hand through his hair, feeling the silken strands run through her fingers. She kissed him on the neck, then moved up to his ear with her tongue and bit him on the earlobe. A moan escaped from deep within him. She took a step back from him and untied the laces on the front of her gown. The silken material slid off of her body and fell to the floor. The night air made gooseflesh on her skin. Lirimaer felt like her insides were fluttering. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She began to pull Haldir's tunic up. He quickly grabbed her wrists.
"Are you sure you are ready to do this?" he asked. "If you are not, I can wait. I do not want to rush you. This will mean that you are mine and I am yours forever…"
Before he could say anything more, her mouth was upon his, tracing his lip with her tongue until he opened his mouth, releasing her wrists. Her hands slid up under his tunic, feeling the smooth muscle underneath. She found a nipple, caressing it, until it tightened under her fingers. Then she did the same to the other one.
Another moan escaped from Haldir. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, setting her down upon it. He quickly removed his tunic, boots and leggings and lay down beside her, taking her into his arms.
Lirimaer kissed him on the neck, working her way down to his chest. She flicked her tongue over a taut nipple. She gave it a small bite, making him jump. She moved her hand over his chest, feeling the strong muscles, down over his muscular stomach. She found his navel, drawing circles around it with a delicate fingertip. She continued down until she found his hardening flesh. Her fingers encircled him, running down the length of his shaft, making him groan in response to her movements. She gave him a deep kiss, their tongues battling in their mouths.
His breathing quickened. Her hands were smoldering on his flesh as she stroked him. He reached and cupped her breast, the nipple tightening with his touch. She continued stroking him, ever-increasing her pace, making him rock hard.
"You must stop!" he said, his breathing ragged. "You will push me over the edge if you continue." He rolled over to explore her body. He slid his hand down her stomach, taking in the feel of her smooth, silky skin. He flicked his tongue over a taunt nipple, taking it into his mouth, drawing a quiver and a moan of pleasure. His hand continued roaming down her stomach to her thighs, lightly caressing her skin, giving her chills. His hand went between her thighs; he parted her with his fingers, inserting a single finger into her velvety wetness. She cried out, her hips rising to meet his touches. He found the tiny jewel inside her, caressing it with his finger, feeling it harden.
Lirimaer moaned deeply. He was bringing out new sensations in her, a deep smoldering feeling that radiated out from her most responsive spot, mounting in intensity. She was feeling an intense need, the need to feel him inside her. "Please," she begged. She looked into his eyes, pleading.
He rolled over between her legs, spreading them to let him in. He laid down on her kissing her deeply, reaching down to guide himself into her. He slowly pressed his way into her, feeling her tightness around him. She gasped, closing her eyes, sinking her fingers into his back, her hips rising to take him in. He pulled himself up onto his hands to look down at her, to look into her eyes.
"Open your eyes, Lirimaer." He slowly pulled out of her and thrust into her again, her eyes glassy with lust. He smiled at her. He took her hand, pushing it down between them. He guided one of her fingers into her, finding her receptive spot. "I want to see you pleasure yourself."
She did as he wanted, the blazing intensity returning, more intense due to his thrusts. She reached up with her other hand, pulling him down on her, in want for his mouth. They kissed deeply, their tongues wild in their mouths. She found an ear, sucking and licking her way to the tip, bringing a deep moan from Haldir. He drove harder into her, then rolled over onto his back bringing her with him. She straddled him, moving her hips, grinding into him, taking him deeper into her. He took in the splendor of her body, glistening with sweat, as she moved on him. The extreme feeling of pleasure between her legs grew and grew until it finally blossomed, spreading throughout her body, making her shudder and cry out.
Haldir felt her release deep within her, pulsing around him, bringing him over the edge. He groaned, thrusting a final time into her. He pulled her down into his arms, kissing her. "A'maelamin," he whispered in her ear, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "My wife, a'melisse." 1 & 2
She looked into his eyes, smiling. "My husband, a'melindo." 3 She put her head down on his chest. They fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning Lirimaer woke up to find Haldir dressing. The dreaded day had arrived. She had to be strong. "Good morning, my husband," she said, putting on a forced smile. "Did you sleep well?"
"Very little, my wife!" he said, teasing. He sat down on the bed next to her and touched her cheek. She leaned into his hand. He could see she was struggling to hold back the tears. "I will be back before you know it. Vuranor and Alfirin will keep you company." Then he smiled and added, "By the way, did you have something to do with those two? I saw them last night. They seemed to be quite a pair!"
Lirimaer smiled. "I am so happy they are getting along. I'm sure they will be good company while you are away. I also have Elladan and Elrohir for company. I don't want you to worry about me," she said, taking hold of his hands, "I will be fine."
Haldir took her in his arms and kissed her, a slow passionate kiss. "I want you to stay in bed. Try to get some rest." He got up and walked over to his pack and weapons, gathering everything together. He turned to her. "And don't worry about me. I, too, will be all right. I love you, Lirimaer," and turned and was out the door.
She sat there for a minute, everything sinking in. Haldir! She jumped to her feet, grabbing a robe and ran out onto the balcony. She looked to the ground. There were about thirty guards waiting at the bottom of the stairs. They all came to attention when Haldir arrived. They started down the path that would lead them to the eastern border when Haldir looked up. Lirimaer's heart melted. My fearless Captain! I love you, Haldir! she whispered to him, smiling, her tears imminent. He bowed to her, smiled and followed his troops.
A'maelamin – my beloved A'melisse – my lover (female) A'melindo – my lover (male)