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 30 – The Journey Home
They had been at Helm's Deep for over a week. Haldir's wounds were healing rapidly; only a red mark ran down his back and a faint line on his arm. He had been out of bed for a couple of days. Lirimaer's ankle was also healing well, but it would be some time before she could walk on it. Both were getting restless for Lórien. The uninjured elves had made their way back to Rivendell and Lórien the day after the battle, bringing word to the Lord and Lady of the Galadhrim on Haldir and Lirimaer's condition. Some volunteered to continue on with King Théoden and Aragorn.
"How are you feeling, my love?" asked Haldir.
"Like I could leap from this bed! I am going mad lying here all the time. How long before we can leave?"
"Well, how does tomorrow sound? Do you think you will be up to it? I don't want to rush you," he said.
Lirimaer almost burst with joy. "I will be ready!"
The next morning they left Helm's Deep at the crack of dawn. Vuranor and the remaining elves left with them. Several were still injured, so they would have to take it slow. Horses were given to them all, about fifteen in total. Haldir perched Lirimaer on the saddle in front of him, wrapping an arm about her waist.
It took them three days to reach Fangorn Forest. They set up camp along the edge of the forest where the Entwade flowed. Lirimaer was wishing for the hot spring at Caras Galadhon, her ankle aching from being jostled around in the saddle. Haldir perceiving her discomfort, picked her up and carried her to the river's edge. He carefully removed her splint and the boot from her other foot, pushing the leggings up to her knees. He kicked off his boots and carried her into the river, letting the cold water flow over her ankle. She released a sigh of relief.
Later that night they lay on their blankets looking at the dark sky. Darkness had taken over the daytime several days ago, blocking much of the sunlight, dampening spirits. Sauron's power was growing stronger. It would not be long before his forces would flood out from the Black Gates of Mordor. Lirimaer silently asked the Valar to give Frodo strength to deliver the Ring to Orodruin.
She rolled on to her side and put an arm around Haldir. He turned his head and smiled at her. He leaned over and kissed her, parting her lips with his tongue. Warmth spread through Lirimaer's body, drawing her closer to him. She ran her hand over his chest, down to his stomach, pulling up his tunic. She ran her hand under it, feeling the warmth of his smooth skin. She kissed her way down his neck, tasting him.
Haldir moaned. He pulled her against him, his hand running down her back grasping her backside, giving it a firm squeeze. He rolled over on her, pulling her tunic up. He slid down, placing soft kisses on her stomach working his way up. Then he remembered that there were others nearby so he pulled a blanket over the two of them. Then he removed Lirimaer's tunic, taking a nipple into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue.
Lirimaer sucked in her breath. She could feel Haldir growing hard against her thigh. She reached down and untied his leggings, shoving her hand inside. She found him, teasing the head of his penis with her fingertips. She began to rub his length, making him grind into her thigh.
Haldir untied her leggings, pushing them down over her hips. He cupped her with his hand, penetrating her with a finger. The feel of her was driving him mad with lust. He pulled away from her hand and carefully removed her leggings over her splint. He lay down between her legs, placing kisses down her stomach. He pushed her legs apart, parting her with his fingers. Haldir found her receptive spot with his tongue, teasing it, making it hard. He continued to caress it with his tongue, pushing his finger into her, feeling her tightness.
Lirimaer had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. Blazing heat was flooding her body from between her legs, growing more and more intense. She reached down and ran her fingers in his hair, running her fingers over the tips of his ears. This made his tongue flick even more, driving her passion to the brink. She pulled him up, wanting him inside her. She pushed down his leggings, pulling him to her, wrapping her good leg around him.
He drove into her, moving slowly at first, enjoying the feel of her warmth tight around him. He kissed her, her tongue darting into his mouth, tasting herself on his lips. She raised her hips to meet his thrusts. He rolled her over on her side, spooning her. He penetrated her from behind, reaching around to find a breast. He played with her nipple then ran his hand down between her legs, caressing her. He held her tight, kissing and nibbling on her shoulder and neck, thrusting into her over and over, bringing her over the edge. She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out. He soon followed, burying his face against her back, to stifle his moan. He held her tight, kissing her on the neck. The two of them spent, they fell fast asleep under the murky sky.
When they awoke the next morning, the sky was still dark. There would be no light today. They packed up their horses and continued their journey home. It was a quiet ride, not even the sound of birds singing. Everyone was feeling the pending doom except for Haldir, Lirimaer and Vuranor. They could not wait to get back to Lórien, Vuranor eager to see Alfirin. By the end of the fourth day they had reached the Field of Celebrant. It took another two days to reach the borders of Lórien, arriving at nightfall.
"It is good to see you brother!" said Orophin, running out from the tree line with Rúmil and a small group of elves following behind. Haldir jumped down from his horse and hugged his brother. Orophin was taken back by the greeting but returned the embrace. Never before had Haldir greeted him so warmly. Rúmil joined them, also receiving a warm reception from Haldir. "How are you feeling? We heard we could have lost you, if it hadn't been for our courageous sister!" he said, grinning at Lirimaer.
"Yes, that is true. She saved me, in more ways than one." Haldir smiled at Lirimaer, caressing her leg. "But now everyone is tired and hungry. We will stay here for the night and head out for Caras Galadhon at first light." He led the horse to the talan they had stayed at the first night Lirimaer had arrived at Lórien. He lifted her off the horse, swinging her around onto his back. "Hold on tight, a'maelamin." He climbed up the rope and gently set her down on some blankets. "How does the leg feel?"
"I will be all right. Just need some rest," she said. Then she noted the gleam in Haldir's eyes. She leaned forward and kissed him. "You know I'm always well enough for you," she whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe.
"First some food. We'll unwrap your ankle and wash it with some athelas water. Then I'll tuck you in for the night!" grinned Haldir.