A/N: well, who doesn't love senseless Haldir smut? Lets face it! However, I did put some plot in to this one. Enjoy!
Ardenia paced the room. She had barely left the talan since Celeborn had visited her that night, and had barely made contact with Haldir. She knew that he would suspect something wrong, as under normal circumstances, they were never out of each others thoughts. She knew that she had to keep her training up. If Celeborn did not see her on the fields, then he would visit her again, and she did not want to attract undue attention. Or worse, she might provoke him to hurt Haldir, and her heart ached at the very thought. Sighing, she rose, trying to fight off the overwhelming hopelessness that filled her at the thought of the task that lay before her. She had thought this would be easy. She never knew her family, even to this day; she didn't know their names or faces. Servants of Celeborn had raised her before sending her to foster at Imladris.
It was Celeborns actions that puzzled her so. Over the time that she had known him, which was most of her life, he had grown continuously darker, his eyes colder, his purpose stronger. She didn't know what he hoped to achieve by training her as an assassin, nor by having her kill her family, but she could not see any other way that things could be. If she defied Celeborn, and let her family, who she never even knew live, then Haldir, her very heart and soul would suffer, even die. But if she did his bidding, then her soul was marked forever by taking the lives of her own kin, people that Haldir risked his life for to protect everyday, and who had given birth to her. She was torn with indecision, but in her mind, she knew what she must do. She would let no harm come to Haldir, no matter what happened, and she knew that meant not telling him of her sufferance.
She sighed again, contemplating making an appearance on the courts, to better her skills, when she was suddenly pulled against a hard elven body. A hard, familiar elven body, with hands that burned, and lips that made her sigh with longing. The kiss ended as abruptly as it had started, and he opened her eyes to find herself staring in to Haldir's grey ones, at that moment, stormy with desire.
"Your guard was down my lady," he purred, his voice a seductive whisper. Indeed, she had not even noticed his presence until he had ambushed her, so caught up in her thoughts was she.
"Maybe I simply had better things on my mind," she teased, innocently staring up at him, pressing her body against his, so that he held her tighter, and sucked his breathe in as she rubbed against him.
"What kinds of things?" he murmured, as her hands went to work on his body, stripping his cloak and tunic from him, before reaching beneath the band of his leggings.
"All kinds…" she whispered, looking up at him through her lashes, as she clasped his hot length, and he gasped in desire."…Of things"
"Your attention had been else where this week, Arden," he whispered, clasping her to him as much as to keep himself upright as to feel her body against his, as her hands continued to weave a magic spell of desire and pleasure through his battle tired body. "I have missed you greatly" he continued, closing his eyes, all he could do to stop himself from throwing her on the floor of the talan and ravishing her there. However, what her hands were doing to his member was too good to make her stop.
She hesitated, knowing she had him completely enthralled, and felt slightly guilty about keeping such a large part of her life from him. But she couldn't tell him. She could never tell him.
"Are you sure it was me you missed my Lord?" she purred back, lowering herself to her knees before him, and as he looked down in wonder, pulled down the band of his leggings, and took his hardened desire in to her hot mouth. All witty replies flew from his head as he felt her mouth close around him, and with her mouth and slick tongue nearly brought him over the edge.
Just hen he could not stand a second more of this exquisite torture, he grasped her shoulders, pulling her back up to him, divesting her of what little she wore, and he of his own shirt.
"Who else could it have possibly been? Who else can undo me so swiftly?" He captured her lips in a fiery kiss, as he pulled her back towards the bedroom of their talan.
"Who else can make me feel so complete whilst I am within them?" he continued, as he near threw them onto the bed, and came a top of her.
"Who else can give so much, whilst taking nothing in return?" One hand drifted to her breast, the other to the shadowy apex between her thighs. She arched against his skilful touch.
He took his lips away from her neck, where he had left a trail of hot devastation, and looked deeply in to her eyes, as he removed his hand from where it had previously caused her to moan and writhe against him, to place himself between her legs.
"Who else could I love this much, and want everyday for the rest of my life?" he whispered, as he entered her, hardly able to control himself, as he began to thrust deeply in to her, her back arching against him, her legs wrapping around his, her hands digging in to the flesh of his back, as he took them back to their private paradise, a journey of hot desire and intense pleasure that made Ardenia scream in ecstasy, and he moan aloud in rapture. Each whispered to the other, in an endless litany, whenever they had the breathe to do so, "I love you, I love you." He felt the same tremors that racked his body spread through her, as a release hit them both, so powerful, it left them gasping, limp against each other, their limbs so entangled, he couldn't tell where he ended and she began (not that he cared at that moment!) She held him to her with what little strength she had left. She knew she could never let him go, no matter what it cost her. He fell to the side of her, drawing her into his arms, where he contentedly fell asleep in the darkening evening. She lay there with him, unable to sleep, content to just shut the world out and be there with his arms around her. Suddenly she heard a silky voice in her head, as dangerous as it was masculine. Don't forget Ardenia. one little accident is all it would take. She shivered, nearly rousing Haldir as she shook the thought out of her head, looking around the room for any sign of the darkened Silver Lord. Finding nothing, she finally relaxed against Haldir's exhausted body, her body and spirit weary, and fell in to an uneasy sleep. She had to continue with what she had set out to do. Then Haldir could be safe.
A/N: And so the plot thickens. Wondering who her family is? Well, don't worry, if it's any consolation until the next chapters are up, it's definitely not Haldir! Lol. Enjoy!
