Part: 19
Rating: Strong R
Pairing: Haldir/OFC
Characters: Just about every other elf that Tolkien created that's in the LoTR books and movies.
Warning: descriptions of wounds and sexual situations
Disclaimer: All known characters are owned by the great Tolkien, all others are of my own creation.
Beta(s): Marta, Novedhelion, and Vi
Timeline: 80 years before LoTR and extends to post RoTK events
Notes: I want to thank Marta, Zee, Mal, Kay, Suse, Phyllis, Vi, Novedhelion, Kika, Becky, and Dorothy for their expertise. Without their input this story would not be what it is today.
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Westron speach is show with ' '
This story follows the movieverse.
Summary: With no memory of a possible alliance with Mirkwood, an elleth, lone survivor of a devastating attack, is brought to Rivendell. This is her story.
Part 19
Less than a month after talking with Celeborn about the responses to the notes, Arianel found herself standing outside the door to the flet where a personal celebration was occurring. Knowing her fear, Haldir stood behind her to make sure she wouldn't run and hide. She was scared enough as it was. Haldir placed his hands on her shoulders. "Remember, you are not alone. I will be there with you."
Arianel turned to look at him, eyes wide with fear and shaking slightly.
Haldir was just about to wrap his arm around her and pull her close when he heard footsteps on the other side of the doorway. Hearing the sound, he backed up a few steps, angry that he had been interrupted. When the door opened, he felt her freeze. Quickly taking control of the situation, Haldir moved around to stand slightly in front of her.
Arianel really didn't hear anything that was being said. When Haldir moved forward she remembered enough to stay behind him. "Haldir," she whispered, realizing suddenly that she couldn't remember why she was there.
He turned to look at her, relieved that there was confusion and questions in her eyes instead of fear.
"I can not remember the reason why I am here." She bowed her head in embarrassment.
Haldir's mouth quirked up in amusement. "It is joyous for them. A Begetting Day," he whispered into her ear. Feeling his breath she couldn't help but shiver in delight. For a second her eyes glazed over, then snapped back. Whatever he did, she wanted him to do much more.
"Aye, thank you," she answered slightly breathless.
Haldir gave her an amused look, he could easily see her reactions to his presence. He only hoped that it was more than just a natural reaction. Backing away slightly he let her take over.
"I am sorry, this is hard for me," she said in way of explanation then began to sing for them. A short ways into the song she realized that if she was able to sing at the festival, then before a small group would be much easier.
When finished, they gave her an enthusiastic response. She bowed her head, slightly flushed with embarrassment.
"Thank you," she said quietly. Seeing that they were not needed anymore she turned towards the door. She was full with the knowledge that she could do this. When Haldir's hand touched her lower back to steer her out, it changed into something quite different. They never saw the ones they were leaving smiling and nodding their heads in understanding.
When they were inside the high talan, Haldir boldly pulled her to the side and pulled her close. "See, you can do this," he whispered into her ear. It had been a while since he had held her this close, and if anything, it felt right. As if she should be there for all time. He smiled as felt her shiver when she nodded into his neck. "I know," she whispered.
"Do you still wish for me to come with you?"
She nodded again into his neck.
"Then I will." He kissed her forehead then loosened his embrace to turn her toward him.
Hearing soft footsteps, then suddenly sprang apart as if stung.
"Haldir, good. I hoped I could find you." Celeborn stepped from somewhere in the talan.
Haldir bowed his head in respect, out of the corner of his eye he could see Arianel slowly backing up, almost like she was trying to hide.
"Come, I need to discuss with you some security issues that deal with Círdan's arrival."
Haldir glanced to Arianel then moved deeper into the talan. Following him, Celeborn turned and winked at Arianel then followed his warden in the direction of the study.
When they were gone Arianel found her way slowly back to her room, almost hugging the wall. She did not want to be seen at this point in time, plus she had to think about how she felt with Haldir as close as he was earlier in the day.
"So, Haldir, how did it go?" Celeborn sat down in his chair.
Haldir furrowed his brow, this was not what he expected. He spoke slowly to the one across the table, "I think it went well."
Celeborn's eyes flicked to the door for a second, he could just see Arianel slipping into her room and shutting the door. "Good. Now here's what I had in mind concerning the security."
Haldir turned around for a moment, wondering what it was. Seeing nothing he shrugged his shoulders and turned his attention back to Celeborn.
When the meeting with Celeborn was over Haldir wandered through the talan, wondering where Arianel could have gone. Coming up to his old room Haldir leaned up to it and tapped lightly on the closed door. Hearing movement from the other side, he took a step back. The door opened revealing Arianel.
"Are you all right?" he asked as he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"I am not sure," she shrugged her shoulders. She seemed to be deep in thought for a moment before continuing, "Do you know what is wrong with Sydia? I haven't been able to find anything out." She paused at his look, "You know what's going on, don't you."
"Maybe," he gave her an amused grin.
Arianel slapped him lightly on the shoulder. "Then why do you not tell me. No one seems to tell me anything," she answered forlornly.
Haldir's demeanor changed suddenly, "I am sorry if I came across that way." His hand moved around her back and to her other shoulder. With a gentle tug he was able to bring her close again. "It's Rúmil," he spoke into her hair.
Arianel smiled, "I had a feeling it was him. Do you know if they've done anything?"
Haldir's arms tightened around her, "I have no idea about that, and I will not pry with something like that." Lowering his head slightly, he pressed his lips gently against her temple. For a short time he lingered there, until he felt other parts of his body become eager for much more attention than his lips. He reluctantly let her go, knowing that he really needed to or other things might happen.
"Thank you for coming with me," she bowed her head.
He tilted her head up so he could look into her eyes. "I feel I need to thank you for the opportunity of going with you." And giving me the chance to be with you.
Rúmil courted Sydia for almost six months before he thought it was the right time. The small glade had become almost their own private meeting place. "Bind with me." Rúmil leaned close and buried his face in her neck.
A quiet moan escaped her lips. "Rúmil."
He pulled away from her neck to look into her eyes.
"Need you ask?" she whispered while wrapping her arms around his neck. "You know I love you."
"Aye, and I do love you, too." Rúmil pulled her closer then picked her up. With her feet off the ground he sank to his knees and eased her down so she was now on the soft grass below him. He then proceeded to rain kisses all over her face and neck while letting his hands rover experimentally over her. Kissing her was one thing, this was different, everything he touched was so soft. Ever so often a moan escaped from her lips, letting him know he had touched a particularly sensitive spot.
"I will always love you," he whispered hoarsely. Sitting up on his knees he quickly removed his outer tunic and tossed it to the side revealing his black undershirt. Suddenly she wanted to see him, to experience him fully. Sitting up Sydia dipped her hands under his shirt and let them rove up his back and around to his chest.
He shuddered slightly at her touch then leaned over to kiss her again. He reached behind her and found the clasps that held her dress. With fumbling hands he managed to get them released and pulled her dress off her shoulders, revealing her shift underneath. Bending down, he kissed her collarbone gently then worked his way to her neck. With each quiet moan that came forth from her mouth Rúmil tried to remember what he did and where. This was something he did not want to forget anytime soon.
Pulling back, he gave her a wicked grin while now pulling her dress down further and off of her arms. The movement left her wearing only her shift above her waist. Her hands had not been still either. She pulled his black undershirt up so she could see his gleaming white skin. Sitting back slightly Rúmil got the shirt off then reached down so he could pull her dress off her the rest of the way.
Raising up slightly, Sydia let the material slide the way off. Now clad only in her shift, she shivered at the look of intense desire that darkened Rúmil's eyes. "I want you; I need you," he mumbled as he leaned over and kissed her deeply.
She gave a slight moan as he lowered her onto the soft grass. Letting his hands drift, Rúmil let them move over to her shoulders and the straps that held her shift in place. He gently pushed one of the straps off her shoulder and placed soft kisses in its wake.
Sydia bowed her head back, leaving her neck completely open to his ministrations though he didn't go for her neck. Bending her back gently he pulled the shift down to her waist. She couldn't help but notice how his eyes widened when he saw her breasts for the first time. Moments later he reached forward, nipping and licking the deliciously soft skin. He still could not get over the fact of how soft she was.
With each touch her moans intensified. "Rúmil, please," she whispered as he began to work his way down to her quivering abdomen. With a quick move he was able to pull the garment off the rest of the way. The site before him caused another jolt of desire to course through him. He just had to taste her, experience her. It amazed him that she was here for the taking and that she wanted him to take her.
"Rúmil, what are you doing?" she half moaned half spoke. When he stopped whatever it was she raised her head to look at him and found he was pulling off his leggings. At the sight of him her eyes widened. How in Arda will he fit? He's huge!
Crawling over her he began the touching again, this time with his lips instead of his fingers. Her eyes glazed over with each touch. When he reached the spot where every sensation came from she gave a bleat of surprise, raising her head up then letting it fall back down as her eyes glazed over again. He stopped suddenly. "Rúmil -" he cut her off with his mouth.
They released for a moment and he worked his way back to her neck while positioning himself.
"Ai!" Sydia cried out at the searing pain suddenly engulfing her while her fingers dug into his shoulders.
"I. . ." Rúmil stopped suddenly. "I did not mean to hurt you." He looked down seeing the tears squeezed out of her tightly closed eyes. "Please tell me you're all right." Rúmil reached up and brushed some of the tears gently off her cheeks.
"It is. . .all right." The pain is already leaving, she thought in wonder as she opened then her eyes again. "I will be fine." Closing her eyes, Sydia bent her knees so she could wrap her legs around him. With that simple movement Rúmil knew he could move again. He would never know how he had managed to hold himself while she recovered from the shock and surprise of his entrance. Soon they began to move again, gaining confidence with each thrust. Feeling the physical sensations building they both reached out for each other mentally. When they reached the peak, there was a glorious mental and physical joining that neither of them expected. Suddenly, the barriers between their minds dissolved and their thoughts and love for each other spilt into the other's mind.
"I do not want this to end," Sydia mumbled after their collapse.
I don't believe it shall, hervess.
Sydia gasped. Then we are bound.
Aye, and for all eternity.
After gathering his breath Rúmil rolled over onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow, "Come." His fingers lingered over one breast.
"Give me a moment, please." Sydia gave him a slight smile as she slowly sat up.
"Now why?" he gave her a somewhat roguish grin. Sitting up he pulled her close and nuzzled her neck.
"Behave yourself," her threat was empty though, and Rúmil knew it.
Pulling away Rúmil reached over for his leggings. Turning, he could see her pulling her shift and then dress over the long undergarment. Grabbing his undershirt, he pulled it on quickly, followed by his tunic. Pulling her to her feet they turned and sped to his, now their, talan, laughing at the same time. Once inside Rúmil put the privacy latch in place then pushed Sydia up against the wall kissing her hungrily. Coming up for air he picked her up and carried her over into their bedroom.
TBC...