Yes I know Eomer is not an elf, but who doesn;t love a little Eomer loving.
Chapter 7
It was the first time I'd seen him since he'd given us the horses. No doubt we'd all be dead if he and his men hadn't come back with Gandalf. Our eyes had met on the battlefield and we smiled at one another. After he had seen his sister, he found me.
"My lady Silver."
I bowed my head.
"Lord Eomer. You don't know how happy I am to see you."
He took my hand and kissed the back. I managed to keep from shivering in delight.
"It pleases me to find you alive and well."
I knew I was blushing, but I'd never been shy.
"I hope to talk more with you later."
"Perhaps you would come with me on my horse? Gandalf and my uncle are gathering a small company to ride to Isenguard. No doubt it will include your father and friends and of course yourself."
I smiled.
"I do believe I would enjoy that."
He smiled at me again. I adored his smile!
"Come then."
I walked with him to his horse.
"His name is Firefoot yes?"
"Aye."
I smiled and gently pat the horse's neck.
"A magnificent horse. He reminds me of a horse I once rode as a child."
I saw my father looking at me. Legolas was smirking beside him. Legolas was the one I'd met first in New York. He was my closest friend and I told him everything. He knew I'd been thinking of a certain horse master for the past few weeks.
"After you, my lady."
I swung myself onto the horse and he mounted behind me. I shivered feeling his hard body behind me.
"Are you cold my lady?"
"No."
Quick think!
"Just seeing so many slain. Your people and mine. A dear friend of mine nearly died this night."
"The elf prince?"
"No, thankfully! Another elf, named Haldir. A dear friend. He pushed me away from an uruk's blade. He saved me, nearly dying in the process."
Eomer wrapped a strong arm around my middle as he turned Firefoot.
"Then I too am I indebted to this elf. If not for is bravery, I may not have seen you again."
I dared to look at him over my shoulder. His eyes locked with mine and I smiled softly.
"You have a point."
He looked at my lips briefly and then looked back into my eyes.
"Often have I thought of you, Lady Silver. Since our first meeting. I do not believe I have ever been challenged by so beautiful a woman. My mind has ever been occupied by-"
"Silver!"
I almost groaned at my father's interruption.
"Ada."
"You're certain you wish to go? There is no shame in returning to Edoras."
I shook my head.
"Never. I want to look this bastard in the eye."
He sighed but nodded and took my hand.
"Then I must ask that you say nothing to him. Do not be drawn into this wizard's trap."
"Gweston."
He looked at Eomer.
'Bear my daughter safely."
"She is safe with me, my friend."
He nodded and we rode to Isenguard.
Eomer's POV
The events at Isenguard were interesting to say the least. After Saruman had insulted her father, Silver tried to kill him, Gandalf hadn't allowed it. Grima was the one who stabbed him in the back. Then the elf prince shot Grima. Nothing had gone as planned. We returned to Edoras where a great feast was held to honor those who had fallen. I stood beside my uncle but my eyes were ever on her. She too would look at me, always with a gentle smile. As the drinking started I found her with the elf and the dwarf. She smiled at me as I approached and the elf whispered something to her. She said something to him in their language and he laughed at her. One of my men held an ale to me and I took it. Someone started to talk about a drinking game and I smirked.
"No pauses, no spills."
'And no regurgitation." said the dwarf.
"So it's a drinking game?"
"Last one standing wins."
Silver grabbed the elf by the wrist.
"Remember what happened last time you drank."
"That was entirely different! Those drinks were... strange."
She shrugged and handed him the ale herself. They drank and soon it was down to the elf and the dwarf. The dwarf had consumed more but the elf was still standing. After two more drinks he looked at his hand.
'I feel something, a slight tingling in my fingers... I think it's affecting me!"
Silver started laughing. Her beautiful laughter spread warmth through my heart. The dwarf slammed his mug on the table.
"What did I tell you? He can't hold his liquor..."
His eyes crossed and he fell the floor.
"Game over." the elf said.
Silver hugged him and then they both took the dwarf off to the side of the room. As the celebrations died down she locked eyes with me and disappeared outside. I followed her, curious as to where she was going. I left the hall and watched her disappear around the corner. She wanted me to follow her. I smiled at her playfulness and went after her. I made my way to the back of the structure and found her leaning against a post.
"I thought it would be easiest to talk here. Away from the noise and drinking."
I smiled and nodded. We sat down together and talked of many things. She made me laugh in a way no one ever had. The wind blew her hair and I tucked a stray lock behind her ear. As I retracted my hand, she gently stropped me.
"Before, back at Helm's Deep you started to tell me something."
I had hoped she'd forgotten. MY blood had still been up after battle and I had been bold.
"Forgive me. I should never have said such things."
"Eomer!"
Her voice was pleading, almost begging.
"I did not grow up here in Middle-Earth. You didn't overstep and you did not make me uncomfortable. To others here yes, I am Aragorn's daughter, Isildur's heir. I don't want you to see me that way."
I gently laid my hand against the side of her neck. Her skin was softer than I ever imagined it to be.
"And how would you have me see you, my lady?" I asked her.
She shivered slightly and I pulled her closer. She laid her hand against my chest and leaned towards my ear.
"As a normal woman. One who as thought about you every day since we first met. And has wanted nothing more that to see you again. And who worried that she would die before she got the chance." she said softly.
Her words touched my heart in a way no one else had. I couldn't and wouldn't have stopped myself from pulling her into a tight embrace. She relaxed in my arms, laying her head against my shoulder and wrapping her arms around me.
"Will you tell me now? What it was you were going to say?" she asked.
I closed my eyes and gently rubbed her arm.
"Many a night I had imagined you with me. Though I barely knew you, it was not just your beauty that struck me, but your strength, your courage and your love for your companions. Your readiness to defend them even with more than two dozen spears aimed at you. You were in my mind, and in my heart."
She looked into my eyes. She let her hand move from my chest, down my arm and to my hand. I looked down at her hand and took it in mine, finding that they fit perfectly together. I brought her hand up and kissed her palm. I moved next to her wrist and slowly kissed up her arm to her shoulder. I looked into her eyes again, her beautiful full lips mere inches from mine.
"Don't stop." she said.
I shook my head.
"Not here. I will not have this be the place we-"
I stood up with her in my arms and touched her cheek gently.
"Whether you want me to see you as a princess or not, you are one. More than that... I have come to hold you very close to my heart."
Her silver eyes widened and covered my hand with hers.
"I've only dreamed you would say something like that to me."
"Tell me what else you have dreamed."
She smiled and a pretty blush came to her cheeks.
"That would hardly be appropriate my lord."
I didn't realize I was holding her tighter and moving closer. Not until the tip of my nose was brushing against hers.
"I believe we left appropriate behind some time past, my lady."
She slowly smiled, a very seductive smile.
"I dream many things. At first, just seeing you again was enough for me. To talk with you. Then more... intimate thoughts would enter my head as I remembered how you kissed my hand." She took both my hands in hers. "To feel your lips on my skin again."
Her words, her voice...
"Tell me more." I managed to say.
"I have nothing more to tell."
I held back the disappointment I felt took action instead. I wrapped one around her and held her against me, while my free hand gently cupped her cheek.
"Eomer..."
I traced her lips with my thumb savoring everything I felt.
"If I am to do anything this night I must first lay bare my intentions."
She nodded and waited for me to speak.
"I doubt very much that I shall ever find another woman like you. Not for as long as I should live. I would be a fool to let you get away from me, especially when my feelings have grown so strong. If you wish it, I would court you." I told her.
She looked a bit confused. I then remembered she was not raised in this world. I took her hands in mine and smiled a little.
"It was not my intent to confuse you. When I say I would court you, it is when a man expresses a romantic interest in a woman. With an intention of one day marrying her."
Her eyes were wide and her face was a dark shade of red. In that moment I feared I'd gone too far!
"Forgive me I-"
She gently pressed her fingers to my lips to silence me.
"That's the most beautiful thing a man has ever said to me. And my best friend is an elf."
I chuckled more so in relief. She still looked a little concerned.
"What is it?"
"Does this still mean I'll have to wait a long period of time before you'll..."
Her voice trailed off and she shook her head.
"No, never-mind. I didn't even expect this much and I'm happy. I am."
I stepped forward and pulled her back into my arms.
"Do you believe I could wait that long to touch you?"
Her entire body shivered as she looked back into my eyes.
"Would you share my bed this night? Nothing will happen if you do not wish it." I said.
"Yes."
"But first there is something I must do, else I will go mad."
I lifted her chin ever so gently before pressing my lips against hers. She seemed to melt into my arms.
Silver's POV
I was basically engaged to the heir of Rohan. And now of after so many dreams, he was kissing me. And reality was even better than my dreams. He leaned back only a little and rested his forehead against mine.
"Come, the hour is late and it has grown cold."
I nodded and he held onto my hand as he led me to his room. Once the door was closed I couldn't stop myself from kissing him again. His warm hands gripped my hips as I cupped his face. We separated for air and he stared deep into my eyes.
"Are you certain? I don't know that I will be able to stop..."
I took his hand and brought it to the ties of my corset. I leaned towards him and gently kissed his neck. He groaned and his forehead fell against my shoulder as he started to work at the ties. I stepped back so he could remove the corset. It fell to the floor and I pulled his shirt from his pants eagerly.
"Slowly. Slowly." He said softly.
I smiled and laughed a bit.
"Forgive me.
He pulled the shirt off himself before taking me back into his arms.
"There is nothing to forgive, my elven jewel."
I smiled at his new name for me.
"You call me a jewel... you should see my mother."
He laughed as he gently pressed me against the wall. Trapping me between himself and it.
"I have no doubt of your mother's beauty. But to me, it shall ever pale in comparison to yours. To me you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on." He told me.
I moaned softly. This seemed to excite him because he pressed his lips to mine in a bruising kiss. I moved my hands all along his smooth back and shoulders. His lips traveled down my jaw to my neck where his teeth gently grazed my skin.
'Eomer..."
MY own shirt was now being pulled from my pants. I smiled as one of his warm hands moved under my shirt. I moaned loudly as he moved over my abdomen. For a while our hands merely explored one another, as though memorizing each other. Every inch of him was tight and muscled. I could feel his scars and his hand stopped when he felt the bullet wound on my abdomen.
"What is this?" He asked gently.
We all had scars, and I wasn't afraid to show him mine. Slowly, I pulled my shirt over my head and off. The entire upper half of my body was now exposed to him, save for the bindings around my breasts. He lead me closer to the fire and gently touched the scar.
"I do not recognize what sort of weapon could have caused this."
I closed my eyes and almost felt ashamed.
"Please, don't make me talk about it now."
He pulled me back into his arms and held me.
"I will never make you do anything. You never have to tell me about if you don't want to."
I smiled and kissed his magnificent chest. He lifted me into his arms and had me wrap my legs around his waist.
"You're with me now. You are safe." he whispered.
He carried me to his bed and laid me down gently. He kissed over my chest and then over my abdomen, paying particular attention to my scar.
"To me, it is only a reminder of how strong you are. It does nothing to mar your beauty." he told me.
I smiled at him and sat up to get rid of my bindings. He stopped my hands and knelt down in front of me.
"Allow me."
I smiled and nodded, letting him slowly rid me of the ridiculous bindings. I cursed myself for ever complaining about wearing a bra. He took my breasts in his hands and my eyes fluttered closed as his thumbs brushed over my nipples.
"Oh Eomer... more." I moaned.
His mouth found mine in a passionate kiss. His tongue slipped past my lips and danced with mine. I reached up with one hand and tangled my fingers in his dark blond hair. I scooted closer to him, pulling him as close to me as I possibly could. It was then I felt the impressive bulge in his pants. I smiled as I leaned back and gently cupped him with my free hand.
"My Lord Eomer, I didn't realize I had such an effect on you." I teased.
He basically growled at me as he pressed my hand harder against his cock.
"You have no idea the effect you have on me, Lady Silver. Would you like to see?"
I smiled and tugged at his pants.
"Very much so."
He kissed me again and then stood up. He kicked off his boots and then removed his pants. He stood naked before me and I looked him up and down. He was utterly magnificent. I reached for him and he came back into my arms.
"I've never seen such a magnificent man." I told him.
"I am pleased to hear I am to your satisfaction."
I gently ran my fingers through his hair.
"It does not matter to me what you look like. Only that you feel for me as I do for you."
"You need never fear over that. MY heart is yours, Silver."
"Gerich veleth nin, Eomer."
Before he could ask me what I said, I kissed him hard. He pulled off my boots and I heard him throw them somewhere in the room. He kissed down between my breasts and unbuckled my belts. Every last bit of my clothing joined his on the floor until I was brae to him. I wasn't embarrassed. I let him look at me, his gaze full of desire and hunger. He moved one of his warm, calloused hands up my leg and followed that path with his lips. I watched him as he kissed me, worshiped every inch of me he could reach.
Eomer's POV
Her skin was softer than silk. Unlike other elves I had seen she was not as pale. She was lightly kissed by the sun. As I reached her breasts I stroked and kissed the side. She moaned and her hands strangled the bed sheets. Her dark pink nipples were hardening and I couldn't resist taking one into my mouth.
"Eomer!"
I groaned at the sound of her calling my name in such a way. I could feel myself growing harder if possible. Her hands moved to my arms where she held onto me tightly. I released her nipple and she whimpered before I moved up to kiss her lips. Her breasts rubbed against my chest and groaned at the feeling. I used one arm to support myself before using my free hand to stroke between her legs. I could hardly believe how wet she was. She clasped my biceps as I continued to stroke her. The looks of pure ecstasy on her face were nearly enough to finish me, but I wanted to be deep inside her when that happened. I gently slid my finger inside her and her eyes flew open to stare into mine. She nodded and I pumped my finger in and out of her. Her lips parted as she squirmed beneath me, her eyes never leaving mine. I needed to see her come undone. I added a second finger while rubber her bundle of nerves with my thumb. She all but screamed my name as she climaxed. I barely held myself back at such a beautiful sight.
"Please... please..." she panted.
"Tell me what you want." I said.
I didn't even realize she'd reached between us until I felt her hand on my swollen flesh.
"Silver!"
"I want you! All of you, Eomer. I need to feel you inside me." she said.
She gently stroked me and I moved her hand before I lost myself to her touch. I took her hands in mine and lowered my hips to her as she spread her legs wider for me.
"You must tell me if I hurt you."
"I promise." she said.
"Have you ever been with a man?" I asked her. "I will not lie to you, I have been with other women, but never like this. Never in so intimate a way... never in my bed. And never with any intention of courting. You are so much more."
She looked away as she answered.
"I haven't. And I know that soldiers, even married ones, have certain needs. I could never fault you for being human."
My heart beat a little faster and I gently turned her face towards me.
"I am honored to be your first."
She smiled and touched my cheek.
"MY first, my last. My only." she whispered.
My heart was filled with joy at her words.
"I will be gentle with you, my elven jewel."
There was so much trust in her eyes. I smiled before I kissed her, hoping to distract her from any discomfort. I slowly pushed the head of myself inside her. Her hold on me tightened and she moaned. I found that slowly sinking into her warmth was one of the greatest pleasures I'd ever known. In the past, I was swift to take a woman's body, only thinking of the ending satisfaction. Silver had become far to precious to me to do anything other savor each second with her. Once I was fully sheathed within her, I looked over her features for any sign of pain. All I saw was pleasure... and love.
"Are you alright?" I asked.
She nodded.
"DO you like it?" I asked her.
"Yes." She said.
I was relieved when she said yes. I kissed her softly.
"Relax now, you need not do anything before you're ready."
She wrapped her arms around me as I began to moved slowly within her. Both of us moaned as I entered her again and again. Hearing her voice say my name would finish me too quickly so I kissed her to silence her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, taking me deeper inside her. I'd never been inside a woman so tight! Every inch of her warmth squeezed me and seemed to know exactly where to touch me. One of her hands trailed over my chest, passing over my nipple and I started to lose control.
"S-Silver!"
She cried my name as she came around me. I continued to thrust into her as I spilled my seed inside her. I looked at her beneath me. A smile on her beautiful face, her chest heaving with me still buried between her thighs. IT was a sight I wanted burned into my memory, and one I wanted to see again every night for as long as I loved. I fell beside her and managed to wrap my arm around her. She smiled and laid her hand over mine. I moved a few locks of hair from her face before kissing her gently. I didn't want her to feel as though she were a conquest. I pulled her to my chest and gently rubbed her back.
Silver's POV
He gently ran his warm hand up and down my spine. I smiled as I pressed a soft kiss to his chest.
"You truly are magnificent." I said.
"You flatter me, my elven jewel." He said.
I could hear the smile in his voice.
"If this is what comes from sharing your bed, I would do so every night if you desired it."
I looked up to find him looking at me.
"I would desire nothing more." He said.
I kissed his lips and he wrapped his arms around me. When we separated he traced my lips with his finger.
"Are you tired?" He asked me.
"No." I whispered.
"Nor am I. I could look into your beautiful until the sun shines within them."
We laid silently in each other's arms for a while. Touching one another gently. Then his hand once more came to my scar. My hands stilled and I looked into his eyes again.
"Ah, yes."
"Silver you do not have to tell me."
"I will never keep a secret from you, Eomer. This happened almost a year before I found out who I really was. William, the man who raised me, was once married to this horrible woman. She only married him for his wealth. And luckily he divorced her when he found out and he didn't leave her anything when he died. This didn't stop her from ruining his funeral, or hounding me day an night. She wanted what she didn't deserve. What she believed she was owed. Legolas tried to protect me. She shot me and I nearly died. I was in the hospital for over a month. Legolas still feels guilty and somehow thinks he could've done something."
There was anger, sadness and love in his eyes.
"I would have killed her for laying a finger on you. I am only grateful you were not killed. After tonight I could never imagine my life without you."
Tears came to my eyes as I took his hand. He shook his head and leaned forward to kiss away my tears.
"No, no tears my beautiful princess."
"They are not for sadness. I have never been loved or treated like this by anyone. I'm just happy."
He smiled and held me closer, shielding me from anything and everything.
"I would do anything to make you happy." he whispered.
I nuzzled my face against his chest.
"I love you."
His hand stopped stroking my hair.
"What did you say?"
No going back now.
I took a deep breath and looked up.
"I love you, Eomer."
I didn't care if he said it back, I just needed him to know.
"Silver. My beautiful Silver. I love you too."
His words filled my heart and I wrapped my arms around him. His lips found mine in a loving kiss and as it ended, we finally fell asleep in each other's arms.