The Crux of the Problem

Disclaimer: (In the spirit of Crimson Starlight)

Haldir: *making out with Jan*

Legolas: *walks in, chin hits floor*

Shana: *walks in, picks Lego's chin off floor* What?

Legolas: *blinks, points at Hal and Jan still making out*

Shana: oh. *shrugs* Girl gets around. *smiles as Glorfindel sidles in*

Legolas: But but…

Glorfindel: Don't tell me you actually believe you'll always get the girl?

Legolas: *closes mouth, glares*

Shana: *to Lego* Sorry hon, this one isn't a Legomance. Plenty of other writers out there doing that. Too many other sexy elf-lords being neglected. *leers at Glory*

Glorfindel: *smirks back, sweeps Shana into his arms, disappears toward bedroom*

Legolas: *sighs* Shanastay owns nothing. It's all the evil machinations of her restless mind. *turns to leave, turns back* Almost forgot, this is a branch-off based off a future chapter of Twisted. Don't be surprised if parts of this show up over there, but this was just too good not to elaborate on…

Haldir and Jan: *still making out*

Chapter 1: What's SHE Doing Here?

A shriek rings out from the talan…

"Get away from me! Get away!"

Footsteps are heard running down the walkway between two talans, entering the second.

A red-headed female skids to halt inside the second talan, eyes darting around, looking for cover of some kind as footsteps are heard from the direction whence she came. Janessa was visiting her dear friend Rumil from Imladris and was now being chased from his talan to his brother's next door. Spotting a door at the far end of the room she makes for it, looking over her shoulder in time to see the blonde-haired elf that was chasing her enter the room. She ducked into the room, not looking to see what it contained.

***

Haldir entered his talan in time to see the tail end of Janessa's red hair slip into his bedroom. He smiled to himself. Now I have you. Wonder if she realized where she was headed?

Haldir thought back to just a few moments prior. The Marchwarden had been surprised to find the woman in Rumil's talan that morning. He had not seen her since the brothers' last visit to Imladris and the encounter he had had at Legolas' behest. He knew Janessa and Rumil had struck an unbelievably tight friendship and his brother had offered to let her stay with him should she visit Lothlorien. She had accepted without hesitation. But Haldir hadn't expected to see her so soon. And without Legolas. The Sindar elf had seemed unable to let the fiery-haired female out of his sight for more than short periods of time. Haldir wondered that she was clearly here without the Prince. He slowly walked into his flat, silencing his footfalls.

Haldir had entered his brother's talan that morning looking for spare fletches to repair some damaged arrows as he had run out of his own supply. Imagine his surprise at finding Janessa asleep on Rumil's daybed, the younger brother having long since left for his post on the Northern border. The Marchwarden had been unable to restrain himself from leaning down to steal a kiss from the sleeping beauty.

Janessa had opened her eyes with a smile at being so awakened only to scowl at the countenance before her. He had leaned back as she swung her legs into a seated position, clutching the blanket to her generously endowed chest. A borderline sour look on her face she snapped, "What the fuck Haldir? What do you want?"

A ghost of a smirk crossed his lips as he tried to press his advantage, leaning forward again. Haldir found himself unceremoniously dumped on his backside as she swept her foot out, catching the back of his knee and using one hand to push him down. By the time he found his feet she was out the door running.

Haldir had checked the daybed, knowing Janessa always slept either with a weapon near at hand or strapped somewhere to her body. He smiled as he noticed her beloved bow still nestled in the blankets. She's unarmed. At that point he had risen and moved to follow her receding footsteps.

***

Janessa looked around the room she had run into, her eyes widening in alarm. It was clearly a bedroom. Off to the side she noticed something that alarmed her further, a distinctive set of armor with a red cloak. This is Haldir's talan. I ran in the wrong direction. SHIT! She had meant to make for Orophin's talan that lay in the other direction from Rumil's but in her haste she had run into the wrong brother's flat.

Janessa did not fear Haldir, but the manner in which he had woken her bore indicators of more than she was willing to acquiesce. She thought back to her encounter with the Marchwarden in Imladris. It had rid her of any remaining fear that Haldir was anything like Hayden and an actual threat to her. On the contrary, he had been very kind and attentive and reassuring. But that encounter had been at Legolas' behest. The Prince had tried everything else to raise her comfort level with Haldir to no avail. He had only persuaded her to do that as a last resort. His efforts had worked, but now she wondered what kind of effect it had had on the Lorien elf.

Back in the present she mentally kicked herself. Why the hell did I insist on taking off like I did, leaving Legolas behind? She was confused and wanted to work some things out for herself, but now questioned the wisdom of coming here with only Elrond's twins. You coulda worked this out with the wood elf along, she argued with herself. You know that's not true. You needed distance to verify for yourself what has happened.

"Awww FUCK!" she cursed under her breath, surveying the room for another exit. She had no doubts Haldir would have followed her. She spotted another door on the far side of the room and eyed it, wondering if she should try there or just hide. She moved towards the door on silent feet, surveying the room for potential hiding places. Her only real option was under the bed if it came to that.

She stopped in the doorway, realizing it was a private bathing room covered by a roof and encased on the sides by the tree's branches. She moved to the railing and looked over, realizing if she really had to she could climb. No way. I'm too tired and sore for that. Shit.

She moved back into the bedroom knowing full well Haldir had already entered the flat and could enter the room at any moment. She eyed the bed for a moment before sliding under it. Praying to whatever gods that be she hoped, Please let this work…

Once underneath she studied the framework, quickly tying up her hair into a knot and twisting herself up into the underside of the furniture so at a glance under the bed it would appear empty. Legolas is gonna know. I am SO dead! Straining her sensitive hearing Janessa heard Haldir as he cautiously entered the room and paused, he swept the bedclothes aside, glancing under the bed as she held her breath before heading towards the bathing room.

She let out her breath and quickly untangled herself, about to make for the exit as soon as he fully entered the bathing room.

***

Haldir heard Janessa's muffled curse from the bedroom. There's no way out of there unless she wants to climb down in what she's wearing. He smiled to himself, giving her time to realize she had trapped herself before moving forward into the bedroom. Entering the room he noticed nothing amiss, but decided to check under the bed before heading into the bathing room.

Haldir smiled as he noticed a strand of red hair on the floor next to the bed. He perfunctorily checked under the bed before backing towards the bathing room. When he reached the doorway he turned just far enough to survey the room, his eyes still on the bed.

He took several steps into the airy room when he noticed the bed move slightly. He turned his back, listening intently as he heard a body slide across the floor. He waited until she made it to her feet before turning in pursuit.

***

When Haldir was several steps into the bathing room Janessa slid out from under the bed and stood, pushing off in a sprint for the front door. She barely made it three steps before she found strong arms wrapped around her torso and her feet lifted off the floor. She opened her mouth to scream, only to find it covered by a large hand. She struggled wildly against the restraints, lashing her feet out, hitting nothing but air.

"Janessa, you know damn well after everything we've been through I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not Hayden. Were Legolas' efforts for naught?" Haldir tried to calm her.

Janessa quieted at his words. Sensing she indeed would not scream Haldir removed his hand from her mouth. Janessa took that moment to bring her knees up to her chest, intending to drive her feet into his thighs.

Anticipating her reaction, he twisted her body to the side, her legs swinging out into the air before dropping her down onto a soft chair. He trapped her in place, hands on either side as he looked down at her. He couldn't help letting his eyes drift over her form, noting the attire she had slept in.

Janessa felt his eyes burning into her skin as she became conscious of what she was wearing. Her body temperature rose when she slept so she either went sans clothing or wore very little. She was currently in a midriff halter top that ended 2 inches below her breasts, the rings embedded in her nipples clearly visible, and short shorts she had created from a toss-off pair of Legolas' leggings. The clothing hugged her curves, leaving little to the imagination. Not that Haldir needs his imagination. He HAS already seen the goods.

Janessa glared defiantly up at the proud Marchwarden before her, a scowl on her face.

Haldir kneeled before her, bringing their eyes level, deciding to use a different tact. His antics so far had too closely resembled a violent pursuit and he shook himself mentally for behaving so stupidly. This wasn't just any elleth he could play games with. Everything he said or did with Janessa had hidden repercussions. "Why did you run away from me?"

Janessa was starting to feel rather foolish as she drew her knees up to her chest and twisted away from the silver-haired elf.

Her movement pulled up the bottom edges of her shorts, and Haldir did not fail to notice the added expanse of skin exposed. He ignored it, reaching out his hand to gently tuck a lock of hair that had come loose while she struggled with him behind her ear. She jerked away from the touch, her eyes widening.

Haldir sighed, leaning forward on his knees he pressed his chest against her lower legs, his hands resting on her waist. He knew the only way to get through to her was to get in her personal space and force her to acknowledge him. "Janessa, what was it? Another nightmare? A flashback? Or did I startle you terribly?" Haldir realized that sleeping in an unfamiliar place was not an easy thing for her, even though she knew she was safe in Rumil's talan. The fact that he had been there and not Rumil when she awoke had surely not helped in the least.

As Haldir gazed at her, his words finally began to sink in and she slowed her shortened breathing. What actually scared me? Haldir is not a threat to me. Legolas would not trust him with me if he was. Her brow furrowed as her eyes unfocused and she concentrated on exactly what had happened when she had awoken.

Haldir noticed the lack of focus in her eyes and slowed breathing, relieved that he was getting through to her. He dropped his chin to the top of her knees, relaxing somewhat, watching her face as she sought the answers to his questions.

Janessa closed her eyes for a moment breathing deeply, inhaling the scent of sandalwood, earth and jasmine? that came off of Haldir. I thought he was coming after me like Hayden. Oh sweet Elbereth. I hope he is not too upset with me.

Haldir met her eyes when she opened them, reading the look of apology there. He spoke before she could. "You thought I was coming after you like Hayden for a moment and panicked. It's ok. I should not have woken you as I did. Had I spoken first you would have had a chance to register my voice and not just react to my features."

Janessa smiled at the powerful elf before her, appreciating his understanding and patience with her. It was only recently she was able to look on his countenance without fear. For all the resemblance, he only needed to open his mouth for her to register the difference between this elf and her late attacker. That and she herself had killed Hayden. He wasn't coming back, yet the nightmares and apprehension persisted.

Haldir rose from his knees. Sliding one arm under her knees, the other under her back he picked her up and sat in the chair with her curled in his lap.

Janessa instinctively tucked her face up into the hollow of his neck, breathing in his unique scent. She thought back to the last time she had been curled up against this powerful elf.

***

Several months prior…

Janessa had expressed her curiosity in a threesome with another elf. As Legolas had engaged in that particular activity with Haldir before, the Marchwarden was a natural choice for the Prince to bring to their bed. The fact that Janessa was deathly and irrationally afraid of the Lorien elf presented a problem though.

Legolas had already tried everything he could think of with her to get her to realize Haldir the Marchwarden and Hayden the cadet/officer who attacked her were not one and the same. She acknowledged the difference mentally, but still had an uncontrollable negative gut reaction to the elf that had led to several altercations Legolas had had to pull her away from. The Prince had finally come to the realization that the only way to change this was to replace her negative association with Haldir's features with more pleasant associations. All of which had led them here.

Legolas entered Janessa's bedroom and pulled her into his embrace informing her of the fact he had found someone willing to help him indulge her curiosity. Her excitement had vanished as soon as Haldir had entered the room, her face falling. She had turned to Legolas voicing her displeasure at his choice. He had silenced her with a finger to her lips. As Haldir had settled on the end of the bed behind Legolas, the Prince had gently explained his reasoning to her. Janessa's trembling gaze had flickered back and forth from Legolas' face to Haldir's.

Still she refused until Legolas asked her if she trusted him, totally. She nodded her asset, tears filling her eyes and a sob rising in her throat. Haldir had placed a hand on Legolas' shoulder. As Legolas turned to him, he had questioned if Legolas was sure about this and made it clear he would not force himself upon Janessa. Haldir kept his eyes on Janessa, willing her to see his sincerity and true intentions.

Legolas looked back to Janessa as she realized that Haldir sounded nothing like Hayden. Haldir carried some of the same arrogance as her attacker, but other than the identical facial features, that was where the similarities ended. Janessa had looked back into Legolas' eyes and given her full assent, still fearful, but willing to trust his judgment.

Haldir had been every bit as gentle as Legolas promised and the night had gone far beyond what she had possibly expected. They had finally all fallen asleep tangled together. Legolas lay pressed against her back, his head tucked into the curve of her neck, arm around her waist, keeping her to him. Haldir lay in front of her, pressed chest to chest, his hand on her shoulder, her arm around his back. Legolas was already asleep as Haldir pressed his forehead to hers, whispering, "Melamin." She had fallen asleep gazing into his eyes, so different from Legolas'.

***

Back to the here and now…

Janessa tilted her head back to look up into Haldir's face. He smiled softly down at her as she returned the expression. He had wrapped one arm around her waist, the other rested gently against her thighs. One of her hands rested in her lap while the other was splayed against his chest.

"Better now?" he asked with a slight raise of his brows.

She nodded as it finally dawned on her that all Haldir was wearing was a pair of loose leggings and she could feel his arousal beneath her. He wasn't fully erect, but he was well on his way. She let her legs trail over the end of the chair past Haldir's knees, looking down towards her feet.

Haldir brought his hand up to brush her now loose hair out of her face and back behind her ear. He used that chance to turn her face back towards his and fixed her with a searching gaze.

Janessa's heart rate increased beneath Haldir's gaze, her eyes widening slightly. Her lips parted slightly and her tongue darted out unconsciously to moisten them.

Haldir didn't miss the slight movement as he dropped his head to gently graze her lips with his. He heard her sharp intake of breath as he moved to deepen the kiss, his hand reaching into her hair, drawing her to him.

Janessa moved to protest, stiffening for a moment before relaxing into the kiss. Legolas DID bring him into our bed, so I can assume he's fair game. She chose to ignore the little nagging voice in the back of her mind, Yes, but Legolas was THERE at the time…

Janessa moved her hand from Haldir's chest to tangle in his hair, returning his kiss fully.

***

Elsewhere in Middle Earth…

Back in Imladris Legolas stiffened imperceptibly as a sudden awareness washed over him. Haldir has found her.

Legolas thought back to the events of the preceding months.

It wasn't without reservations that Legolas had brought the Marchwarden into their bed. Legolas HAD been desperate to find some way to get Janessa to stop attacking Haldir every time she saw him. When it came to the elf that resembled one of her most vicious attackers, she knew no reason. She simply lashed out at the face that had tormented her and wounded her so badly. It didn't matter that the real Hayden had died violently by her own hand. Janessa never gave Haldir a chance to even speak, she would just launch herself at him regardless of whether she was armed or not.

Legolas had tried everything from talking to her to holding her down while Haldir tried to talk to her. While she acknowledged to Legolas that mentally she understood Haldir simply couldn't BE Hayden, the injury to her psyche was so great that she could not control her emotional reaction to the Lorien elf. Haldir for his part, after their first initial accidental meeting, made it a point of doing nothing to incite her. He even dropped his usual arrogant demeanor at Legolas' request.

Legolas had hoped in vain that if he could show Janessa that Haldir was nothing like her attacker, she would come around. No such luck. When Janessa had expressed an interest in a threesome after hearing from some of the other females of the Peredhil twins' exploits and prowess in tandem, Haldir was the first and only elf that came to Legolas' mind. Haldir was the only elf Legolas had ever engaged in such activities with and he had no desire to bring an unknown variable into his bed. Legolas knew how Haldir was and felt he was the perfect choice. Legolas also recognized this as his last opportunity to change Janessa's mind about the Lorien elf.

Legolas kept telling himself it was the only way. In actuality, Haldir was the only elf Legolas feared he could lose Janessa to. The twins had already tried to lure her, to no avail. Haldir's reputation in the bedroom matched his own, if not surpassing his.

Legolas also recognized in their personalities kindred spirits. Given the opportunity they would tear each other apart and love every second of it. They both tried to bear cold masks of indifference while the heated fires of passionate beings burned beneath. The only time either one seemed to slip was in the heat of battle or if they perceived danger or a threat to something or someone they held dear. He had to admit that even physically they were a match. Haldir was of a broader build than Legolas, unusual for an elf, yet comparable to Janessa's heavier frame. Janessa fit perfectly against Legolas, yet he had a sneaking suspicion that she would fit even more perfectly with Haldir. He had chosen not to look for that confirmation when events had finally unfolded in their shared bed.

Legolas felt himself lucky to have drawn Janessa as far out as he had. He attributed his luck to the unusual connection they shared. She had dropped much of her mask around most of Elrond's household. After that night she had warmed up immensely to Haldir. She had already formed a strong friendship with Rumil and she then spent extensive time with both brothers, much to Legolas chagrin.

Legolas knew Haldir had never tried to approach her romantically after that night, but he treated her with a level of affection that disturbed the Prince. He had a sneaking suspicion that if he had not always been nearby that would not have been the case. Janessa never pursued Haldir, but seemed to view him as a trusted friend, as Legolas intended. He never spoke of his insecurities to her, but he knew she picked up on some of it through their link.

Back in the present…

Legolas sighed loudly putting his book down, catching Elrond's attention from the other side of the library where Legolas had sprawled on a couch before the window to read. Legolas met the elf lord's questioning gaze and simply shrugged as Elrond returned to what he was working on.

Whatever will happen will happen. If she is meant to be with me, she will return to me. Legolas tried to return his attention to the book before him, her emotions like a whisper in the back of his mind.

***

And in a certain talan in Lothlorien…

As the kiss deepened, Haldir pulled back from Janessa searching her eyes for any hesitation. Haldir was aware that Legolas had to be conscious of what was happening. The link the Prince and Janessa shared ensured Legolas was privy to any strong emotion she experienced. Legolas had confided in him that the link actually increased their pleasure as each felt the other's at the same time. It was a powerful thing Haldir realized, wondering if it was an obstacle he truly wished to overcome. However, he could not deny his own powerful attraction to the red-head that had only increased after the night he shared their bed.

Janessa pulling his lips to hers sent any further trepidations spiraling out of his mind. Haldir gave in to the undeniable reaction she was eliciting from his body. While the last time he had been sweet and gentle as his purpose had been two-fold, now he had no intention of restraining himself if this continued where it appeared to be headed.

Haldir was aware that Janessa knew of his reputation and had no doubts in his mind that she could handle him. He had seen her fight. The passion that came forth from her in battle matched his own. The fire in her eyes every time she had gone after him before they made peace had left no doubts that she could be every bit as wild in bed if she let herself go, though their previous encounter had not been like that.

Janessa squirmed in Haldir's lap, her bottom rubbing against his throbbing arousal, eliciting a moan from his lips. His eyes flew open registering the look on her face as he realized she knew just what she was doing to him.

Haldir growled low in his chest, the sound reverberating as he claimed her lips with increased ferocity. He ran his tongue along her lips, demanding access to her mouth that she readily granted, a growl rising from her lips to match his own. His hand tightened on her waist, pulling her against his chest as his other hand tightened in her hair. She squirmed in his grasp and he reluctantly released her.

Janessa stood up and took a step back, extending her hand in invitation to the powerful elf before her.

Haldir took the proffered hand and pulled her roughly against himself. He rained kisses down the curve of her neck, his hands digging into her hips with desire. Janessa moaned loudly under his touch. Haldir trailed his tongue up and then down her neck toward the cleft between her breasts, then rained kisses across the tops of her breasts. He dragged one hand from her hip up across her nipple causing it to stand up.

Haldir smiled as she moaned loudly pressing into his hand. Taking her breast in his hand he squeezed lightly teasing the nipple-ring embedded there. He brought his lips to her nipple teasing it lightly before trailing back up to her mouth, sliding his hands down to grip her backside and pull her close pressing the full length of his body against her.

"More?" he murmured into her mouth. Janessa's response was to grip his hair tighter, increasing the intensity of the kiss, pulling his tongue into her mouth and sucking on it like it was his throbbing arousal, dragging her teeth against it, rubbing her tongue stud along its length.

If she gives head anything like this I'm a dead elf.

Haldir felt his knees weaken at her actions and he cupped her other breast in his hand, hefting the weight, squeezing rather roughly, his fingers twisting the nipple-ring through the fabric. He released her mouth as he brought his head down to tease the other nipple-ring through the fabric with his lips. He switched, turning his attention to the other breast, lavishing it with the same attention.

Janessa moaned loudly, only encouraging his attentions further, enjoying the raw desire his rough actions evinced. She felt him drop his hands back down, his fingers digging into her hips as she felt his throbbing arousal pressed against her stomach.

Haldir began sucking on her neck, grinding his hips against hers, trying to show just what she did to him. He spun her around, pressing her back against his front, his arousal pressing between her cheeks. He kissed along her neck cupping her breasts from behind.

Janessa raised her arms up and back, clasping her hands behind his neck. He's definitely a breast-elf… Gotta love the rings…

Haldir continued his attentions as she writhed against him, pressing her ass back against him. His hands slid lower down her front moving to caress her thighs as she bucked against his hands.

Haldir smirked against her neck. "Mmmmm… you are insatiable, Melamin."

His hands traveled to the backs of her thighs before trailing down again. One hand dipped between her thighs to stroke gently before returning to her hip. He listened to her whimper loudly in response, a satisfied expression crossing his features.

He brought his hands up under the edge of her top, drawing the fabric up he gently nudged her arms so she held them over her head as he drew the top off. He tossed the top aside as he brought her arms back down to his neck.

The article of clothing discarded, he moved his hands back to her front, taking a breast in each hand. He roughly squeezed them, reaching up with his thumbs to flick the nipple-rings. Her knees seemed to go weak as he drew his tongue along the curve of her ear, still kneading her breasts.

He rubbed the full length of his body against her back, his arousal now beyond evident. His fingers slid down her stomach coming to rest at the waistband of her shorts. He breathed into her ear, nibbling on the lobe, "You know you want me... What do you want me to do? I want you to tell me." He slid a hand under her waistband. "Shall I continue?"

Janessa moaned loudly her voice barely comprehensible, "Yeeeeessssss…."

Haldir brought both hands down under her waistband, sliding them around front to back. "Down?"

"Yeeeessss…" came her hissed response.

"Yes, what?" he taunted, enjoying her torment.

"Yeeeessss PLEASE!" she plead, voice breaking.

"Say my name."

"Haldiiiiirrrrr!!!! Pleeeeeeease!!!!" came her obedient response.

I wonder if she is this submissive with Legolas? From the way she clearly wants to be dominated I seriously doubt it.

Haldir slid his hands to the front of her shorts, deftly undoing the laces. He then slid his hands to the outsides of her hips, moving them back and forth, pushing the garment down over her hips.

"Are you sure I should continue, Melamin? Your wish is my command...."

Seeing her bite her lip and nod, he realized she was beyond words. He slid her shorts down over her hips, down her legs till they fell to the floor, pooling at her ankles.

Janessa stepped out of the shorts as he pressed his nude chest to her back, bringing both hands back to her hips to play with the edges of her panties.

"Mmmmmmm…" he hummed against her neck, "…are you SURE I should continue?"

Haldir had to catch Janessa as her legs finally gave way with a strangled gasp. He twisted her around in his arms so her breasts pressed against his naked chest, sliding his hands under her panties to cup her cheeks.

Haldir's breathing came in ragged breaths as his arousal throbbed, pressed against her thighs. "Melamin... what you do to me…" he breathed huskily before claiming her lips once again in a scorching kiss, capturing her moans with his mouth.

He brought his hands around her hips drawing the last offensive piece of clothing down her legs, trailing kisses across her breasts. As she stepped out of the panties he moved his hands to the ties of his leggings, where they were stilled by hers. "Let me..." she breathed.

She slowly undid the ties and slid her hands across his backside, pushing the leggings down, letting them drop to the floor. She slid her hands up his bare chest till they rested on his pecs, drawing her fingers across the nipples, eliciting a hiss from him.

He snatched her wrists in his hands, drawing her flush against him clamping his mouth over hers, practically howling with pent-up frustration.

"Melamin... I cannot take this much longer," he practically whimpered against her mouth as he backed her into the nearest corner.

Unable to answer, her own breath coming in short gasps she looked deeply into his dilated blue eyes, bidding him continue.

He trailed one hand down her front to tangle in the curls at the apex of her thighs. She gasped into his mouth.

Not willing to have his release before hers he gently parted her folds with his fingers, her mouth still captured in his while the other hand kneaded her breast. He brought his mouth down to her nipple-ring as he slid one finger within her dripping folds.

Her hands tightened in their places on his shoulders.

He worked one finger and then two in and out of her folds, pressing up against the front of her channel to hit the bundle of nerves there, causing her body to jerk at the touch, a loud howl escaping her lips.

He gently withdrew his fingers, as she whimpered, pushing her back so she was flush against the wall. His hands on her hips, he slid her down so her knees were bent. He knelt before her, looking into her lust-glazed eyes bringing her knees one at a time up to his shoulders, opening her before him.

Her hands tangled in his hair as he pressed forward, bending her legs up, exposing her further, his hands supporting her under her cheeks, gently stroking along her nether lips.

His breath wisped across her sodden folds making her shiver. He breathed in her scent deeply. "You smell heavenly Melamin..."

She gasped at the admission as he begins raining kisses along her inner thighs. Has Legolas never paid her such a compliment?

He parted her folds with his thumbs dipping his tongue inside to take a taste. Her hips bucked against his face as he gently dug his fingers into her cheeks, quieting her. He smiled as he blew against her before latching his lips onto her clit, sucking gently.

He slid two fingers inside her again, searching for that bundle of nerves as he continued to suck, lapping up her juices. She moaned in earnest, hips bucking as her hands twisted in his hair.

Her reaction only caused him to increase his pace, feeling her release near. He could feel her channel tightening around his fingers as she came closer to the edge. He lightly dragged his teeth across her clit, stimulating the nerves inside her as her channel tightened around his fingers and she screamed..."Haldiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He removed her trembling legs from his shoulders, his hands on her waist steadying her as he brought his mouth back to hers. She could taste herself on his lips as he delved into her mouth, his still throbbing arousal pressed into her stomach.

He rubbed against her murmuring, "May I?"

Her response was to grab his shaft and give it several earnest strokes, a lavisicious smile on her lips.

He smirked at her response, sliding his hands to the backs of her thighs, pulling her up against him as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He positioned himself at her still dripping entrance and looked deep in her eyes. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she nodded her assent he slowly lowered her onto his throbbing shaft, a loud moan escaping his lips until he was completely encased in her pulsing warmth.

She stiffened slightly as he entered her but relaxed as she adjusted to his girth, a soft sigh leaving her lips, his head buried in her neck.

Her back pressed to the wall, he began a slow pace, sliding in and out of her, rubbing against her sensitive clit. He moaned into her neck, "Melamin... so hot… so tight... OOOOHHHHHH!!!!!"

He dropped his head to catch one of her nipple-rings as she arched her head back, moaning, never slowing his pace.

She ground against him, hips bucking wildly. Every time he entered her he hit that spot... "Oooooohhhh!!!!!!!"

He increased his pace bringing his mouth back to hers, muffling her cries as he felt her begin to tighten around him again.

Her husky whisper almost drives him over the edge... "Harder...."

He looked into her eyes as he slammed into her, moaning along with her. His release nears as she spasms around him. He couldn't hold back any longer as she screamed his name again. He convulsed inside her before dropping slowly to his knees, raining kisses across her neck and face.

He looked into her eyes. "That was... wonderful… Melamin."

He twists so his back is against the wall and she is now sitting in his lap, arms wrapped around each other. He is still encased in her warmth as they rested their foreheads against each other breathing deeply.

Janessa wriggled against Haldir, causing his eyes to cross as he felt himself begin to harden within her again.

He looked at her with growing surprise and admiration, "You want more?"

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A/N: he he he… "You want more?" you know what to do… hit that review button. I promise, I CAN top this chapter.