...:: The Real Me ::...
Weeks passed as their training was nearing an end. Haldir and Buffy
hadn't exactly gotten close, but they spent time together talking for
hours on end. But one night, it became a serious chat as both devulged
their deepest secrets to one another.
Buffy sat across Haldir, facing him on his own bed. The thought played
through his mind over and over, how easy it would be to take her. The
thought of forcing her against her will, hurt him more than he knew
and he couldn't comprehend where these thoughts had came from. "Why
did you want to join the Galadhrim?" A smile curved her pink lips and
his eyes followed their every movement. "I wanted to make something of
myself. I wanted to do something honorable." She had moved off the bed
and to the balcony, but not on it. "You do not think it honorable to
be a Princess?" She threw her hands up in exasperation. "It's not
that. I just don't think sitting on a thrown is worth any good to
anyone. If I were to fight and sacrifice myself for a cause, now that
would be honor!" He had moved beside her now, noticing how her eyes
glittered.
Buffy faced him again, only turning her head to look at him. "I am yet
to know my purpose, as my father puts it. He doesn't believe me when I
say I have found my calling." Haldir eyed her facial expressions,
still seeing impassiveness. "Why do you hide what you feel, Buffy?" He
watched as her expression remained impassive even though confusion
shown brightly in her eyes. "What do you mean, Haldir?" He reached up
and placed a hand to her cheek. "I've come to notice that everytime
you speak of something which would be considered emotional, your
features remain imdifferent. Why is that?" She shrugged, turning to
look at the beautiful moon. "The moon is brightly shining tonight,
isn't it?" He followed her eyes to the moon's gaze. "Tis very bright!"
She turned to look at him, still staring at the moon.
Lord Celeborn walked between the two rows of Galadhrim trainees,
shouting out directions and helpful hints before instructing them to
face each other and follow it through. Buffy smirked at Haldir,
causing him to smile. Buffy then eyed Lord Celeborn and made another
face. Haldir snickered loudly. Celeborn turned around and shot them
looks. "If I am wasting your time, please let me know now." No one
said anything and Buffy made a shocked expression. "Alright then,
begin!" Each elf drew his sword and began the proper sword-play.
Buffy spun with her sword clanking hard against Haldir's causing him
to be pushed back. This surprised him a little bit because he had
never expected a girl to be so strong. But every move he made to get
her vulnerable only caused her to tighten her tactics and confuse him
more. He fell on his backside after Buffy jumped up high and kicked
his torso, almost causing him to fly into a tree! Celeborn walked over
behind Buffy and placed a hand on his grand-daughter's shoulder. "Very
good, Buffy!" A proud smile curved on her lips as Haldir stood up
sending cool looks at her. He had blushed, embarrassed because all
eyes were on him.. so it seemed. He stampeeded toward Buffy, grabbing
her arm and pulling her to the side.
"Ow! Haldir, you're hurting me." Again, that impassiveness on her face
mocked him. "No more than you have done to me, do you not agree?"
Buffy's face showed emotion for the first time, giving Haldir a
confused look. "What did I do?" Haldir loosened his grip seeing the
look marked on her face. He had never seen her show any emotion before
and he felt blessed that she had lowered her shield for him to see the
real her. "Why did you do that to me?" Imdifference crossed her face
again as she rubbed her sore arm. "I did exactly what I was told
Haldir. Do you think that if it were someone I cared about of whom I
had to fight on the battle field that I should go easy on him? I would
not be a successful warrior!" That word echoed in his mind. Cared
about. Did she care about him? The mere thought of her actually
feeling for him sent a thrill of butterflies to his stomache.
Excitement! This was silly, she was a mere conquest to him... right?
"Point taken!"
Together, Buffy and Haldir walked back to Haldir's talan. Once they
arrived, Buffy set her stuff down and laid across his bed, stretching
out. Haldir gave her a sly smile and sat on the bed beside her. He
patted her stomach, resting his hand there. In amazement, he was
pleased to find her hand over his. Again, butterflies rushed their way
to his stomach, he was nervous. Her lips met his in a soft kiss which
completely directed into passion. She pulled him down, kissing him
harder. The kiss began to deepen as he responded.
Breaking away, Haldir looked into her eyes. He couldn't believe that
she had actually made the first move. He realized how wrong his first
impression of her had actually been. "Are you sure?" Buffy replied by
grabbing him and pulling him into another kiss. This lead to more
touching and soon they were tangled together in sex. Haldir, in all of
his centuries of being alive and conquering woman, had become attached
to just one. It was not possible. Just as fiery as she had been out at
training, she was more so in the bed. Haldir would live to see
eternaty and never find another quite like her. She was special
indeed.
After, they lay in each others arms. "Haldir, this has got to be
strictly commitment free ok?" Haldir turned his head to look down at
hers. "What do you mean?" Her face remained impassive as it always did
and Haldir found himself frowning. "I'm betrothed." Haldir's eyes
widened. "Betrothed?! How come you did not tell me this before we did
all of this? I didn't... I mean... What I'm trying to say is... I
didn't deflower you... did I?" A smile curved her lips at this. "You
are not my first, nor will you be my last. Keep that in mind." Haldir
nodded, twirling a strand of her golden blond hair between his
fingers. "To whom is it you are to wed and when?" Buffy ran a finger
down his chest and kissed the place where it trailed.
"Lindorin of Mirkwood. I haven't the faintest idea when it is to be
held, but I do not wish to marry him." Buffy smiled innerly as she
realized that Haldir bought every word she said. Serves him right for
bargaining my body. You want him just as much as he wants you, a voice
resounded within her mind. "No, it isn't so." Buffy felt Haldir's
breathing chest and felt things she had never felt before with his
breathing under her body. She realized that he had fallen asleep. Her
thoughts swirled in her mind. Confusion raged through her!
Weeks passed as their training was nearing an end. Haldir and Buffy
hadn't exactly gotten close, but they spent time together talking for
hours on end. But one night, it became a serious chat as both devulged
their deepest secrets to one another.
Buffy sat across Haldir, facing him on his own bed. The thought played
through his mind over and over, how easy it would be to take her. The
thought of forcing her against her will, hurt him more than he knew
and he couldn't comprehend where these thoughts had came from. "Why
did you want to join the Galadhrim?" A smile curved her pink lips and
his eyes followed their every movement. "I wanted to make something of
myself. I wanted to do something honorable." She had moved off the bed
and to the balcony, but not on it. "You do not think it honorable to
be a Princess?" She threw her hands up in exasperation. "It's not
that. I just don't think sitting on a thrown is worth any good to
anyone. If I were to fight and sacrifice myself for a cause, now that
would be honor!" He had moved beside her now, noticing how her eyes
glittered.
Buffy faced him again, only turning her head to look at him. "I am yet
to know my purpose, as my father puts it. He doesn't believe me when I
say I have found my calling." Haldir eyed her facial expressions,
still seeing impassiveness. "Why do you hide what you feel, Buffy?" He
watched as her expression remained impassive even though confusion
shown brightly in her eyes. "What do you mean, Haldir?" He reached up
and placed a hand to her cheek. "I've come to notice that everytime
you speak of something which would be considered emotional, your
features remain imdifferent. Why is that?" She shrugged, turning to
look at the beautiful moon. "The moon is brightly shining tonight,
isn't it?" He followed her eyes to the moon's gaze. "Tis very bright!"
She turned to look at him, still staring at the moon.
Lord Celeborn walked between the two rows of Galadhrim trainees,
shouting out directions and helpful hints before instructing them to
face each other and follow it through. Buffy smirked at Haldir,
causing him to smile. Buffy then eyed Lord Celeborn and made another
face. Haldir snickered loudly. Celeborn turned around and shot them
looks. "If I am wasting your time, please let me know now." No one
said anything and Buffy made a shocked expression. "Alright then,
begin!" Each elf drew his sword and began the proper sword-play.
Buffy spun with her sword clanking hard against Haldir's causing him
to be pushed back. This surprised him a little bit because he had
never expected a girl to be so strong. But every move he made to get
her vulnerable only caused her to tighten her tactics and confuse him
more. He fell on his backside after Buffy jumped up high and kicked
his torso, almost causing him to fly into a tree! Celeborn walked over
behind Buffy and placed a hand on his grand-daughter's shoulder. "Very
good, Buffy!" A proud smile curved on her lips as Haldir stood up
sending cool looks at her. He had blushed, embarrassed because all
eyes were on him.. so it seemed. He stampeeded toward Buffy, grabbing
her arm and pulling her to the side.
"Ow! Haldir, you're hurting me." Again, that impassiveness on her face
mocked him. "No more than you have done to me, do you not agree?"
Buffy's face showed emotion for the first time, giving Haldir a
confused look. "What did I do?" Haldir loosened his grip seeing the
look marked on her face. He had never seen her show any emotion before
and he felt blessed that she had lowered her shield for him to see the
real her. "Why did you do that to me?" Imdifference crossed her face
again as she rubbed her sore arm. "I did exactly what I was told
Haldir. Do you think that if it were someone I cared about of whom I
had to fight on the battle field that I should go easy on him? I would
not be a successful warrior!" That word echoed in his mind. Cared
about. Did she care about him? The mere thought of her actually
feeling for him sent a thrill of butterflies to his stomache.
Excitement! This was silly, she was a mere conquest to him... right?
"Point taken!"
Together, Buffy and Haldir walked back to Haldir's talan. Once they
arrived, Buffy set her stuff down and laid across his bed, stretching
out. Haldir gave her a sly smile and sat on the bed beside her. He
patted her stomach, resting his hand there. In amazement, he was
pleased to find her hand over his. Again, butterflies rushed their way
to his stomach, he was nervous. Her lips met his in a soft kiss which
completely directed into passion. She pulled him down, kissing him
harder. The kiss began to deepen as he responded.
Breaking away, Haldir looked into her eyes. He couldn't believe that
she had actually made the first move. He realized how wrong his first
impression of her had actually been. "Are you sure?" Buffy replied by
grabbing him and pulling him into another kiss. This lead to more
touching and soon they were tangled together in sex. Haldir, in all of
his centuries of being alive and conquering woman, had become attached
to just one. It was not possible. Just as fiery as she had been out at
training, she was more so in the bed. Haldir would live to see
eternaty and never find another quite like her. She was special
indeed.
After, they lay in each others arms. "Haldir, this has got to be
strictly commitment free ok?" Haldir turned his head to look down at
hers. "What do you mean?" Her face remained impassive as it always did
and Haldir found himself frowning. "I'm betrothed." Haldir's eyes
widened. "Betrothed?! How come you did not tell me this before we did
all of this? I didn't... I mean... What I'm trying to say is... I
didn't deflower you... did I?" A smile curved her lips at this. "You
are not my first, nor will you be my last. Keep that in mind." Haldir
nodded, twirling a strand of her golden blond hair between his
fingers. "To whom is it you are to wed and when?" Buffy ran a finger
down his chest and kissed the place where it trailed.
"Lindorin of Mirkwood. I haven't the faintest idea when it is to be
held, but I do not wish to marry him." Buffy smiled innerly as she
realized that Haldir bought every word she said. Serves him right for
bargaining my body. You want him just as much as he wants you, a voice
resounded within her mind. "No, it isn't so." Buffy felt Haldir's
breathing chest and felt things she had never felt before with his
breathing under her body. She realized that he had fallen asleep. Her
thoughts swirled in her mind. Confusion raged through her!