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He released her wrists then, and wrapped her in his arms, pressing her even closer to him. She brought her hands between them to rest on his chest, as she did, she felt his hand sliding beneath her clothing, his fingers, long and gentle for all their strength, stroking higher and higher, until they brushed the underside of her breast. She nearly gasped aloud at this new sensation. He stopped this slow torment for a second, as he raised himself over her, and stared down at her, with nothing hidden from his penetrating gaze. Her very soul laid bare for his taking. His unwavering look of desire and passion made the effect of his caresses all the more potent. His hands continued to wreck havoc on her senses, reaching to cup one full breast in his palm.
His gaze left hers, only to leave a scalding trail of kisses down her neck, her shoulder, her collar bone. She gasped for breathe, her hands twining around his neck, one burying itself in his hair, the other coming around to brush past the sensitive tip of his ear, sending tremors through him.
Barely suppressing a moan, he raised his head to lower his lips to hers again, teasing her until she could hardly keep from shaking. But for all the desire that thundered through his veins, demanding that he make her his this very second, his cool headed thinking still plagued him with a question. He rested his forehead on hers, his lips barely brushing against hers.
"The day I saved you?" he whispered, removing his hand from her breast to cradle her face.
"Mmmm?" she murmured, barely able to think past what his other hand was doing to her senses, as it traced lazy circles up her thigh, higher and higher.
"What were you running from?" He asked, staring her straight in the eye, his hand pausing on her thigh, inches from her aching centre. She lay still beneath him, the liquid pliancy of her body gone.
"You know what it is I ran from. My old life. The one thing I wished to be rid of for the eternity I will spend in this world." Her eyes left his.
"Tell me. I know you ran, but not what from. Relieve yourself of this burden that you have born for so long, so alone. How did you come into such a malevolent life?"
"She finally looked at him, her gaze never wavering.
"I ran from the only life I can remember." tears gathered in her eyes, as she continued, clutching at him, as though he was the only solid thing in her world.
"What happened?" he asked softly, brushing the tears from her eyes.
"I was out riding, on the edges of Imladris, when I was taken. I had longed for a happiness that I could not find in my sword or study, and I had a restlessness that I could not cure. They slew my horse, and took me, beneath the trees of my people, then bound me, leading me to a life of slavery and cruelty. There is no way to survive in such a life for the weak"
Haldir felt his throat constrict at the depth of the darkness she had kept within her.
"So I simply became strong. If I was strong. I thought, the no one could hurt me. If I could shut it out, then no one could touch me. No one…"she paused, averting her gaze from his, taking a deep breath, she continued.
"I don't remember much of the last thirty years, it is only a pain-filled haze, serving one master after another, being raped by one man, than the next. They took me so many times i…I lost count, their hands leaving marks that i will forever wear. I bound my hair, the colour only attracted attention. I ran. After all those years, I'd forgotten what it was to be like in the open air. They came after me, tried to take me again..then…"
"What?" he whispered, holding her gaze with his, a depth of emotion in his eyes that she could not fathom.
"You were there. Your voice in my darkness. Your hands soothed instead of hurt. They eased the pain…they spoke of such things.."
"Yes," he whispered huskily, drawing those same hands down her body. "Let me help relieve the pain that is so deeply embedded within you. Let me heal you again, as I did you before, not so very long ago,"
She trembled beneath him, hardly able to comprehend his words.
"I do not wish to be strong anymore, Haldir, and I do not wish to spend this night alone," she whispered, her fear being replaced by strange new feelings that chased away her darkness, and left her with nothing but raw desire for him.
"Not here," he murmured, trailing his lips down her neck. "You deserve better." He looked up at the willow they were now under.
"No," she whispered back. "Here is perfect. You are here. That is all I need."
"You deserve the world laid at your feet, and to be rid of this pain." He whispered, opening her shirt to reveal er breasts to the cool twilight air.
"You deserve to be able to wear your hair free, unrestrained by inhibitions." He drew one nipple in to his mouth, sucking on the hardened tip until she cried aloud in the acute sensations that resonated throughout her body.
"But more than anyone else," he lifted his head, to stare in to her sparking eyes, hazy in the passion that was stirring deep within them.
"you deserve the happiness you have sought, a lasting joy, that I intend to give you now, and everyday, for the rest of our lives." With that, he lowered his head to her other breast, and proceeded to lave it as he had he other, until she was left reeling, beneath him in the dusky evening. She lifted her hands from where they lay, sliding them underneath his tunic, near tearing it off of him in her haste to touch him. She slid her hands over his chest, as he stopped tormenting her breasts, and delivered a fiery kiss, powered by the intense desire that spread through him at the touch of her hands.
He reached down to the waist of her leggings, gently sliding it down her leg, until she lay bare beneath him , her slender hips no longer marked by the bruising touch of men, but lily white and delicate, as though she would snap if he held her too hard. He traced his hand up her leg again, slowly, so slowly she thought she would scream if eh didn't touch her soon. He finally slid a finger within her, making her arch her back against him, as he slowly stroked within her until she was shaking and breathless.
"Haldir," she breathed, barely able to catch her breathe, "I need you, within me…now" He smiled down at her, a sensual smile, full of a hundred different emotions. He came a top her again, her hands reaching to slide of his legging, to free his hardened length to the rapidly darkening night. She grasped him between her hands, stroking the velvet tip, until he reached down and removed her hands from him.
"No more," he ground out, through clenched teeth. "this is not how I want this to end, myself satisfied within you hands."
He placed himself between her legs, nudging them further apart with his firm thigh, before he slowly entered her, his head thrown back, a low growl starting deep within his throat at the exquisite sensation of her fiery sheath around him. He began to thrust within her, her hips arching against him, in a dance as old as time, as the two of them lost themselves in a storm of pleasure that led them both to an exotic paradise from which there could be no return untouched. She felt him tense, his release shaking him, making him thrust harder, driving her over the edge, as he spilt his seed deep within her, and left them both gasping for breathe, nearly senseless at the power of the inferno of passion they had created together. He collapsed over her, both of them exhausted, she gazing at him in wonder, as he fell to her side, drawing her in to his arms, holding her close.
"I have never felt so compete before in my entire life Haldir," she whispered, barely able to form the words, as though her very words were robbed from her in the aftermath of the most infinite happiness she had ever felt.
"Nor I," he whispered, still shaking in the power of his release. He had never been so content in his entire life, and never before had he experienced a coupling of such intensity or pleasure. He knew that there was no return from this woman, there was no turning and walking away. Now that he had had her, he wanted her for the rest of his life.
A/N: okay, now we have the background and useless (but absolutely necessary !) smut out of the way, we can get on with the story.
I know, I know, I love senseless Haldir romance too, but at this stage, it was like: Insert plot here!
Don't worry. The story continues with the next chapter!
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