HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: Your are crazy if you don't know that these elves do not belong to me, cept the evil one.

A/n: Found an internet shop. Can only do this quickly coz we are leaving for the beach. Yeah, the beach. It's freezing cold, and we are headed to the beach.

WARNING:   explicit..er…sex, I think. Well, it counts as one. Hehe. AND SLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Erestor placed a small kiss on top of his sleeping lover's nose, smiling when his actions made Elrond frown. Erestor repeated the action. Elrond, grumbling, finally woke up.

"Good morning, melamin." Erestor greeted. Elrond groaned and buried his head against his lover's neck.

"Don't want to wake up yet." He said grudgingly.

Erestor laughed. "You need to check on Glorfindel."

"Not at this hour. They would not be awake yet. It's dawn! They should not be awake yet, and if they are, I am betting they would be doing something I would not want to disturb!" By this time, Elrond was fully awake, but still unwilling to get up.

"I was not saying that you go check on them now. I am suggesting that you wake up now, then go check on them later,"

"Why can't I just wake up later when I have to go check on them already?"

Erestor brought his lips close to his lover's ear. "Because, love, there are some things we need to do that I am betting no one would want to disturb us for, and need to do now before you have to go and check on Glorfindel and Haldir, and have to do it at this time so there would be enough time before you need to leave." The advisor smiled when Elrond looked at him, brows raised.

"I see." It was all the elf lord said.

"So, interested?"

Elrond pretended to think about it for a moment.

"I don't know. We had a pretty tiring bout last night. Don't you think we are a little old to be carrying on like this?"

Erestor laughed. "Too old? We have only just begun, Elrond. Don't you dare tire of me now."

Elrond brought Erestor close. Looking deep into the advisor's eyes, he said seriously, "I will never tire of you."

Erestor stopped laughing and stared at Elrond. "I only meant…"

"I know. But still, I will never tire of you."

Erestor chuckled. "Alright. Are you interested in doing the suggested activity?"

"Oh," Elrond said, bringing their hips in very close proximity to each other. "..Very."

Glorfindel reveled in the feeling of Haldir caressing his hair. They had held each other for a while, after their small talk earlier. Haldir then began to caress his hair again. It was a habit that the March Warden always indulged in. There was a time, earlier in their relationship, when Haldir would only do it when he thought that the eldar had gone to sleep. Memories assailed the eldar as he thought of the past, and how Haldir used to hide his feelings from the eldar.

It was a little over a year since Haldir and Glorfindel had gotten together that night in Lover's Cove. Glorfindel was once again visiting from Rivendell. Some months earlier, Haldir had gone to visit his lover in Imladris. For now, the eldar was accompanying Lord Elrond and his sons to visit the Lady of the Golden Woods.

Haldir and a team of Galadhrim awaited them at the borders of the forests. Haldir could not stop the flutter of his heart at the sight of the party of elves from Rivendell in the distant horizon.

Schooling his features, he determinedly brought about his best March Warden stare and acknowledged the presence of the elves when they finally arrived.

"Welcome to Lothlorien. The Lady awaits your presence." He greeted formally. It took a great deal of control for Haldir's gaze not to linger on Rivendell's seneschal. When it did pass by the eldar, however, Haldir was saddened to notice that Glorfindel did not even seem to acknowledge him. He knew that they were supposed to keep their relationship a secret. It had even been his idea. But it still hurt that Glorfindel acted like they did not know each other. The Peredhel twins at least smiled at him. Even Elrond gave a slight nod of acknowledgement. Resolutely, he once again reminded himself that to Glorfindel, he is nobody.

/Just someone he has an affair with…not even worth remembering./

This realization strengthened the March Warden's resolve never to reveal his feelings to Glorfindel.

/He'll probably laugh. Or worse, treat it like it meant nothing./

At least this way, the eldar did not know, and therefore could not react.

Haldir forced the pain to the back of his mind. It was not an easy task, but he managed, enough to lead the elves to where the lady awaits. As soon as they were settled, Haldir slipped off.

Haldir sighed, leaning against the tree trunk. He could no more deny that seeing Glorfindel excited him than he could stop loving the eldar.

/Glorfindel, I missed you./

/I miss you everyday. But it grows worse the longer we are apart./

/Do you even miss me?/

Haldir laughed at the thought, recalling how Glorfindel reacted to seeing him.

/Of course not. What a ridiculous idea!/

Haldir shook his head. He really shouldn't have thoughts like that. They were foolish, and pathetic.

/I am a March Warden, a proud elf. Whatever happened to my pride?/

Maybe it was his punishment. Perhaps he had been too proud, and now the Valar was showing him the error of his ways. Perhaps they were showing him that in truth, he was nothing.

/nothing, to the elf who matters most to me./

Wasn't life just wonderful?

"Haldir, there you are."

The March Warden turned to look at his brother coming towards him. He knew his musings had to be cut short. They were probably needed to patrol the borders again.

"Yes?" He answered, quickly disguising the emotions that burned inside of him, pushing away the ache, knowing that now was not the time to ponder.

"The lady wants us to guard tonight's festivities once again. So get your best uniform. We have important guests arriving." Orophin informed his brother.

"Important guests?"

"King Thranduil is said to be arriving tonight for the festivities." Orophin said, then went on to prepare for their duty that night.

Haldir wondered what was going on. The King of Mirkwood rarely ever goes out of his realm. And to come all the way to Lothlorien? Haldir knew then that the festivity was more than it seemed to be. But he was not in the position to question what. They would be told when the lady deemed fit.

Haldir proceeded to his talan.

/A guard during the festivities./

It was how he and Glorfindel had met. Then the eldar had requested a tour, and things started from there.

/I wonder if this time, everything would end./

Haldir hoped not. Then he shrugged off such thoughts. There wasn't any reason to think that Glorfindel wanted their relationship to end.

/Unless you count him acting like he does not know me./

Haldir smiled ruefully.

/But then, he always acts like he does not know me./

Elves from both Lothlorien and Rivendell eagerly awaited the arrival of the King of Mirkwood. Very rarely do they see the king, for he never leaves his realm unless it was urgent. Mirkwood was under very difficult times, and for their king to leave, it must be urgent.

For the meantime, they enjoyed the feast. So many kinds of food were laid on the tables set in the wide clearing near the Lady's court. Elves of all ages were present, enjoying the music, food and wines offered. Elves were not very festive people, but when they threw a feast, they enjoyed it immensely.

Haldir looked amongst the crowd, looking for Glorfindel, though pretending not to be. Though they were to act as guards, they were also guests and were even encouraged to mingle.

Haldir started when an arm snaked around his waist and pulled him close to a very warm body.

"Looking for someone?" the question was said very close to his ear and Haldir shivered. Then he smiled.

"Yes, actually." He turned to face the other elf. "Glorfindel."

Legolas gave a goofy grin to his longtime friend, before pretending to pout. "Oh. And here I was thinking you missed me."

Haldir laughed, then hugged the other elf. It had been a while since he and Legolas had seen each other. They were the best of friends, and Haldir always went to Legolas whenever he needed a friend.

They broke apart, still wearing smiles.

"How are you? And when did you arrive?" Haldir asked the Mirkwood prince, before looking about.

"My father is with Lord Elrond and the Lord and the Lady." Legolas informed Haldir, seeing his friend trying to locate his elusive father.

Haldir frowned. "He doesn't like crowds much, does he?"

Legolas laughed. "Despises it, actually. We just arrived. He sneaked off to wherever they are supposed to meet, whilst bidding me to make myself busy."

"I see." Haldir looked at Legolas. "You look well."

Legolas nodded. "I am well. And you? How are you and Glorfindel?"

Haldir shrugged. Legolas knew of his and Glorfindel's rather peculiar relationship, and Haldir's feelings for the eldar. He found no reason to hide it from his friend. "We are fine, I guess."

"You haven't told him how you feel." Legolas kept insisting that he confess, but Haldir stubbornly refused.

"No. Would you?" He challenged.

Legolas sighed. "No. I wouldn't. But you should. Really. You cannot keep going like this, Haldir. It's killing you."

"I cannot think of a better way to die." Haldir knew that Legolas had a point. But he was not sure that telling Glorfindel was the best thing to do. They had been having this discussion for some time now, and both of them refused to listen to the other.

Legolas shook his head. "You are…"

"Pathetic, I know. But wait till you fall in love, Legolas. Then you will probably understand better."

"I cannot understand how you can stand this." Legolas explained.

"It happens only once, Legolas. True love, for elves, last forever. So when you find it, you can only hope that it does not end, that it is returned, because you know that it only happens once. You know that if it ends, then you will die of a broken heart. You know that you only have two choices, to continue to hope and fight for that love, or to give up and die of a broken heart. Because those are your only alternatives, Legolas." Haldir explained.

Legolas was silent for a few moments. "I…do not see how keeping your feelings a secret is supposed to be helping you,"

Haldir smiled. "He is not ready to be loved, Legolas. I am not about to scare him off."

"Ah…"

Haldir laughed at Legolas's expression. "Ah."

He and Legolas continued to chat, this time, straying away from the sensitive topic of Glorfindel. They talked about Mirkwood, Lothlorien, Legolas' admirers, Haldir and the Galadhrim. They talked about things that only close friends talk about.

"I think I have to go." Legolas said suddenly.

"Why?"

Instead of answering, the Mirkwood prince nodded slightly, acknowledging the elf approaching them.

"Lord Glorfindel." Legolas said, then moved away to where Elladan and Elrohir stood.

Haldir tried to calm his heart, which suddenly began racing at the sight of his lover. Glorfindel's face, on the other hand, betrayed no emotion. Haldir did not know whether he was pleased, or disappointed.

"Haldir." Glorfindel greeted formally. Haldir tried to hide the disappointment he felt at the eldar's cold greeting. Glorfindel leaned closer. "I apologize for being late. We have a meeting. I will see you later on at your talan."

Haldir blushed slightly, not knowing why. "Um…alright. I will…wait for you."

Glorfindel leaned back. "Thank you."

Then the eldar was gone. Haldir could have imagined the whole exchange, and it would have passed just as swiftly.

"What did he say?" Legolas inquired, returning to Haldir's side after Glorfindel left.

"Uh…he has a meeting. And he will come by my talan later." Haldir answered. He looked at Legolas, intending to pick up where their conversation left off earlier, when he caught the mischief in his friend's eyes.

"What?"

Legolas's smile grew wider. "Want to welcome him? You know, dinner, candlelight, etcetera?"

Haldir shook his head. "No. I don't…"

"Come on, Haldir. We'll help." Orophin added. Haldir suddenly found himself surrounded by his brothers, Elrond's sons, and of course, Legolas.

He had a sinking feeling he had no choice in the matter. Really.

Haldir watched until the flame from the fifth candle he had lit go out. He sighed. It would seem Glorfindel had changed his mind and was not coming after all. They had prepared a romantic meal, to be followed by…etcetera, as Legolas called it. But the best-laid plans always went wrong.

/I guess we did not count on him actually NOT arriving./

Haldir stood up and placed the food, untouched as he had no real appetite, into the sink.

It was the first time Glorfindel had ever stood him up.

/Stop it! He probably had a very good reason./

Still, it was no use waiting around for nothing. Haldir sighed.

He removed his robes, ones he had especially chosen for the evening. He divested himself of his footwear, then settled on the bed, deciding to go to sleep already. After all, he had duty the morning after.

Haldir would never admit how much he had hurt that night, waiting for Glorfindel, refusing to let the candles just die out. As he closed his eyes, a small tear escaped. He did not bother wiping it off.

Haldir was startled when the bed dipped and arms were suddenly around him. For a moment he tensed as a hand wiped away the tear that stained his cheeks.

"The meeting went longer than I expected."

Haldir knew that Glorfindel was apologizing.

"It's alright." He reassured.

Glorfindel watched as his lover tried to hide the pain he felt, as well as the delight in seeing the eldar had arrived.

"Are you still hungry?" Glorfindel asked quietly. "You did not eat."

Haldir was about to decline, but when he saw that Glorfindel would not take no for an answer, he changed his mind.

"A little."

Glorfindel got up from the bed and offered a hand to Haldir. "Let's go eat."               

It took great effort on Haldir's part not to break down and cry when he saw the dining table. Glorfindel had gotten more food from the kitchens and had arranged it on Haldir's small table. The eldar then found more candles and had lit them, so now the table was a romantic setting. Three red roses were placed on top of a plate on Haldir's side.

"Glorfindel…you didn't have to." Haldir managed to get out of his constricted throat. How was he supposed to stop loving the eldar when he would do something like this?

/And he doesn't even love me. I envy the one he loves, then, for this is only a small taste of what he would do for that elf./

"I wanted to. You prepared, and I did not come. It is the least I could do." Glorfindel replied. He then guided the March Warden to his seat.

Haldir took the roses, gently caressing the petals. Three red roses. He had no idea what they meant.

/No. It is NOT…/

"I am sorry." Glorfindel said, as if sensing Haldir's thoughts and knew he needed to set the younger elf straight.

Haldir smiled nonetheless.

/I told you./

"They are beautiful. Thank you."

They ate the meal in silence. Haldir could not think of anything to say. Afterwards, Glorfindel stirred them to Haldir's room. By this time, it was nearly dawn.

When Glorfindel kissed him, Haldir allowed the eldar to set the pace. Glorfindel pushed him towards the bed.

Just when he thought Glorfindel would deepen the kiss, the eldar broke it off. Glorfindel hovered above him, the eldar's body partially covering his.

"You have duty tomorrow."

Haldir then realized by the eldar's words that they were not to do anything tonight.

"Yes, but…" He could not believe Glorfindel would leave him like this.

But the eldar did not go anywhere. Instead, he settled next to Haldir.

"Sleep."

Haldir opened his mouth to protest.

"You are duty tomorrow. But the day after that, you are free."

The unspoken promise was enough to convince Haldir to wait. He snuggled up to his lover, momentarily forgetting himself. When he realized what he was doing, Haldir pulled back.

"Sorry." He murmured.

But Glorfindel was already asleep.

Haldir watched the eldar in reverie. Glorfindel looked peaceful.

/He must be exhausted. The travel, then that meeting./

Haldir wondered what the meeting had been about.

"You are so beautiful." Haldir reached out hesitantly to touch Glorfindel's face. When the eldar did not wake, Haldir grew emboldened and he gently caressed the eldar's hair.

"I love you."

Haldir sighed.

"I wish I could say that when you are awake."

But Haldir had vowed that he never would.

/Someday, I hope to break that vow./

Haldir smiled, then sleep claimed him and he went to the land of dreams.

Glorfindel opened his eyes.

Glorfindel's eyes watered at the memory.

/It must have been difficult for you, melamin. I am sorry. I know I have a lot to make up for./

/You will never feel the need to hide loving me again, Haldir. And I am sorry that I had made you./

"Are you hungry?" The March Warden asked softly. Glorfindel thought about it for a moment smiling as once upon a time, it was he asking the question, before he slowly shook his head.

"No. I'm fine. I don't want to move."

"Neither do I."

"So let's stay here." Glorfindel suggested. He did not want to part with Haldir, not even for a moment. They had been apart for too long.

Glorfindel felt soft lips bestowing gentle kisses on his forehead. Then the lips moved lower…eyelids, nose, cheek. Then finally, Haldir's lips were on his own.

The seneschal moaned and leaned into the kiss, opening his mouth to urge Haldir's tongue to explore deeper. The March Warden took on the invitation, going deep, devouring all, taking what Glorfindel so willingly offered. Fueled by all the emotions brought by the recent events, the kiss burned with fiery passion.

Finally, the two broke apart, breathless. Glorfindel moaned in disappointment, pulling Haldir's head back.

"Glorfindel, wait." Haldir said breathlessly.

"Why?"

"If I don't stop, I won't be able to stop. And I will not hurt you." Haldir knew that Glorfindel was not yet ready to make love the way they used to. He could not take the risk of Glorfindel's injuries becoming worse.

Some of Haldir's words penetrated the seneschal's clouded mind, and washed over him like cold water. He opened his eyes and saw the concern in Haldir's eyes, mixed with all the passion he felt.

"Oh. Sorry." Glorfindel apologized.

"Don't be. We just need to slow down." Haldir reassured.

"I don't know if I can."

"I'll make sure that you do." With those words, Haldir once again claimed Glorfindel's lips in a kiss. This time, though, his hands moved to open the seneschal's robes.

Glorfindel cried out against Haldir's lips when he felt Haldir's hands on his bare skin. Haldir caressed the eldar's body slowly, skillfully, exploring territory that he had always known. He deliberately ignored his lover's arousal. Glorfindel grew desperate with each touch.

"Slow, remember?" Haldir teased lightly, before moving his lips to the eldar's neck.

"Doesn't have…to be…so…oh gods…slow."

Haldir chuckled against Glorfindel's skin. "Slow." He reaffirmed, before continuing his explorations.

The March Warden made sure that he had licked and tasted every part of Glorfindel's body, save for the one part that needed attention most. By this time, Glorfindel was begging, in need of release so badly.

"Haldir, Haldir, please…please…"

"Soon." Haldir promised, then once again kissed his way around Glorfindel's body.

Finally, having mercy on his lover, Haldir parted Glorfindel's thighs and settled between them. He took the seneschal's leaking erection in his hand, and gently lapped the head.

Glorfindel almost came right then and there.

"Haldir!!"

Swirling his tongue over the head of Glorfindel's arousal, while his hand gently caressed his lover's length. His other hand kept a firm hold on the seneschal's writhing hips.

"Haldir! Oh Gods!!!" Glorfindel could not keep the scream that erupted when Haldir took him deep in his throat.

The March Warden relaxed his throat, taking Glorfindel deeper. When Glorfindel screamed once again, Haldir almost came from the sound alone. He swallowed, tightening his throat, and Glorfindel's hips rose from the bed.

When Haldir repeated the action, Glorfindel came, and Haldir took in all that his lover gave.

Glorfindel fell on the bed limply, exhausted. He could not move. He felt Haldir kiss his limp arousal, moving higher, until Haldir was kissing his lips once again. He opened his mouth, allowing Haldir to deepen the kiss. A foreign taste was on Haldir's mouth, and Glorfindel's arousal twitched, realizing that it was his taste.

Haldir broke the kiss, and smiled at the satisfied look on Glorfindel. He gathered his exhausted lover in his arms, and bade him to sleep.

"But…you haven't…"

Haldir smiled at Glorfindel's protest. "I did."

Glorfindel looked at him, slightly puzzled.

"Come now, Glorfindel, it's not the first time I came from your moans alone." Haldir said, laughing at the expression on his lover's face brought about by his words. When he felt Glorfindel's hands on his elfhood, albeit checking to see if  Haldir was being truthful, the March Warden burst out laughing. Glorfindel had the grace to blush.

"I was making sure you weren't just making me rest because you did not want me too tired. " Glorfindel mumbled, his face still flaming. Haldir laughed even more at Glorfindel's explanation. Finally, when he had calmed down enough to speak, he kissed Glorfindel.

"Oh, love. Of course I would want you to rest. But I would not lie to you. Besides, you do make very good sounds when you come, or when you are being pleasured. It is not so strange that I find them…stimulating."

Glorfindel smiled at Haldir. "Alright." He finally conceded.

Haldir, still slightly breathless, kissed Glorfindel's head lightly. "Go to sleep." He said, before moving to stand up.

"Where are you going?" Glorfindel asked. He knew that Haldir was not leaving, but still…

Haldir's heart tightened, seeing the worry in his lover's eyes.

/I will never leave you like that again. I am sorry Glorfindel./

"I am just going to the bathroom, to get a cloth to clean us up." He explained.

"Oh." Glorfindel felt a little foolish. Haldir had promised he would never leave again. The March Warden had never broken a promise. Glorfindel should not have asked where he was going.

"I'll be back." Haldir reassured.

Glorfindel could only nod. He did not know what to say. But he felt the relief come over him when Haldir had reassured him that he would come back. It was stupid. But the fear was difficult to quench, especially so soon after all that had happened.

Haldir returned with a damp towel and cleaned them up. After they were both wiped clean, he lay down, snuggling up to Glorfindel.

"Sleep." He said once again, realizing that his lover waited for him. "I won't go anywhere."

Glorfindel smiled. "I know."

The seneschal rested once again. He was not yet strong enough. He tired easily.

Haldir watched over his lover while the seneschal slept in his arms.

/I will never, ever leave you again./ He vowed. He would do everything to remove the doubt in Glorfindel's eyes whenever Haldir left the room.

TBC

A/n: I switched back to the switch to the past thingie. What do you think?

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