Beautiful Nightmare

Estelio amin… estelio veleth—trust me, trust love
Ce vethril nin—you are my love

Haldir ran his hands over Sarah’s bare neck and shoulders, the warm sunlight of the late afternoon gracing her pale skin with a luminescent glow. She kissed his face and cradled his head in her small, gentle hands. Haldir kissed her shoulder, eliciting a soft gasp from the girl’s lips.

More… he needed to see more of her body, though the stiffness in his leggings was already painfully uncomfortable.

“Come up with me, my love.” He whispered, and lifted her off of his lap, rising to his feet before standing her upon the ground, facing him expectantly. “I must see your body…”
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He lifted me off of his lap, his strong hands lifting me from under my arms. His hands were large enough that they almost wrapped around my torso. I loved his hands.

“Tulya amu o amin, melamin.” Haldir commanded gently, and my heart jumped to my throat with the way he spoke. “Amin maivoine an vela lle wendele…”
Standing me on the ground, I waited for him to do or say something, but he just looked at me, holding my hands in his as if he were thinking of something deeply.
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If he did what he truly wished to do, Haldir knew he would not be able to turn back, though the nagging feeling in the depths of his gut told him to turn and walk away.

Lifting his hands to Sarah’s waist, he pulled the yellow brocade of her gown over her hips, and when the dress fell in a massive heap of lifeless fabric around her feet and he knew that he had crossed the threshold of all that was right, his hands still lingered on the ample curves of her hips. Slowly, he pulled her to him, looking into her eyes, unsure of his actions as her body met his and he took her lips in a hesitant kiss. But when her lips moved against his and she breathed her love into him, he was lost once more to passion and his growing love for her.

He let his hands roam over her back and backside, though at first she jumped and was taken aback. He laughed softly. “Do not worry, my love…” he sighed and kissed the corner of her mouth lovingly. Quickly, he untied the ribbon wrapped around her waist that held the laces of her corset taught.

Sarah kissed him once more on his cheek and stepped back, holding her arms out slightly at her side as Haldir held onto the laces of her corset. She looked at him shyly, biting her lip as her cheeks blushed and her fingers played idly with the air. “Untie…” She said, looking down to the laces in Haldir’s hands. He understood what she meant by the look she gave him and he pulled both laces firmly, letting the knot unwind. Then, one by one, he pulled the laces through their openings, loosening the chaste garment slowly. Sarah sighed heavily when the corset came completely loose and fell around her feet.

The warm sunlight pouring in through the golden leaves overhead cast light into her chemise and he could see the shadow of her naked body beneath the flimsy fabric. He could take the anticipation no longer… damn the warnings he feared in his head!

Haldir smiled to reassure her and touched her sides with his hands and she wrapped her fingers around his wrists. Her eyes lifted to meet his and he was ensnared by her emerald depths once more. She lifted his hands from her small waist to her shoulders where the neckline of her thin chemise hung loosely, freed from the confines of the corset, and threatened to fall over her shoulders. Releasing his hands, she seemed mildly amused by the way his fingers hooked into the neck of her chemise, lingering there as the fabric slipped over her skin, revealing a dangerous amount of flesh where her full breasts pushed together. “Here, Haldir…” She said in her strange, chirpy tongue, “I’m letting you pull it down…” but her eyes betrayed her to a deep anxiety.

Haldir kissed her lips once more to comfort her, not pulling away from her until he had pulled the chemise over her shoulders and hips, and it pooled around her feet. But when he did look upon her, stepping away to view her naked in the sunlight, his breath left him.
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He grew quiet and stepped away from me. I couldn’t look at him, for I was too nervous. I had never liked my body very much, and here I was finally letting someone have it that I wanted, and he wanted me. But the way he grew so quiet made me fear he did not like what he saw. ‘Say something…’ I pleaded in my head. The sun felt good on my bare skin, but as good as it felt, his eyes bore holes into my flesh and made me wrap my arms around myself.

Then I looked up at Haldir and he was gazing at me with the strangest look on his face—his eyes were wide and his mouth open slightly with slow breath. His brow was raised and the traces of a grin rested still on the corners of his elegant mouth. His silver eyes were soft and adoring. I blushed, fighting for words to say, but I could think of nothing.

Haldir walked toward me slowly, his feet making no sound, but his hands were outstretched and took gentle hold of my arms that were crossed over my nudity. With a commanding firmness and subtle determination, his hands pulled my arms away from my body. When they rested on his shoulders, his eyes fell away from mine and looked down at my body—he released a breath that was long and heavy, smelling of honey and wine, and I knew that he was pleased.

A tender smile graced his mouth as he brought his face to mine once more. Feathery kisses played across my cheeks and forehead while he muttered something in elvish that made my heart warm by the way he said it: “Estelio amin… estelio veleth…” upon uttering the last word, he looked into my eyes and something happened inside of me—I knew what he was saying. Trust him, trust love. My jaw dropped slightly, but he closed my mouth with a tender kiss, whispering across my lips with his warm, fragrant breath: “Ce vethril nin.”

I felt tears well up in my eyes when the meaning of his words struck me to my very heart once more and I felt a tremor run through my body as I was completely overwhelmed by everything that was happening—I stood naked before the love of my life, and he proclaimed his love for me as I waited for him to take me for his own. I trembled. My knees buckled. I kissed him long, tightening my hold around him as though I feared he was going to walk away.

I could say nothing, for I had never felt that way in my entire life. My intense love for him was frightening and in the passing of a few moments he had claimed my life, for I could not see me without him in any part of my future, as vague and foreboding as my future seemed.

He was mine and I was his, before we had joined.
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Haldir pulled Sarah down with him as he sank to his knees, and they kissed. She lifted her hands to his chest and pulled at the silver pin of his cloak, drawing it over his head slowly, casting it to the ground behind her with a sharp tug. She giggled and ran her fingers through his hair, letting the golden strands fall through her fingers. Haldir stroked her back with his wide hands, massaging her tense muscles as she fumbled with the sash around his waist. She dipped her hands behind the sash before untying it, running her hands over his abdomen slowly, kissing his mouth all the while, letting her hands fall from his abdomen to his thighs. Her touch was murder, and Haldir moaned into her mouth.

He felt her fingers touch the sensitive area near to his throbbing member and he hissed sharply, stilling her hand with the sound.

Sarah looked at him sharply; clearly afraid she had done something wrong. Haldir smiled, releasing a long held breath and removed her hands from him with a slow shake of his golden head, reassuring her with a kiss on her pale knuckles. He undid the sash himself and tossed it over her head. He meant to begin unlacing his silver jerkin, but Sarah pulled his hands away, wrapping her arms around him sensuously to unlace the few ties in the middle of his back. Her small fingers took up the fabric and with a few awkward tugs pulled the jerkin free of his body. Haldir let it fall to his side, and before Sarah’s hands could move to untying the laces of his tunic he had already begun, though she stilled his fingers and closed his eyes with kisses on his brow, keeping her face near to his. She breathed softly, but her breaths were deep and heavy with lust.

“I want to do it…” She said, and though he did not know the words she spoke, her voice was commanding enough that he allowed his hands to rest upon her hips to let her do what she wanted.

Her fingers worked slowly, unsure of the lacing. Slowly, his tunic fell open in the front. Sarah suddenly stopped, her breath hitched in her throat. Haldir kissed her chin and one of his hands took hold of hers, placing the warm palm on his bare chest beneath his tunic and it stayed there hesitantly for a moment as she gathered the strength to touch him. “Trust me, Sarah…” He whispered, cradling her face in his hands. Her shy eyes looked away from him as her gaze dropped to his bare skin showing beneath the tunic.

Sarah swallowed hard and with a cautious look up at Haldir—as if she were afraid she was being too bold—crawled closer to him, finally sitting herself on his lap like she had been before. Haldir enjoyed this feeling, for her hot maidenhood was pressed against his hard member, the wetness of her arousal soaking through his leggings, and her naked body was as close to his as he could hope for it to be, allowing him to run his hands over her sides and across her backside. She did not jump when she felt his hands rub her generous backside like she had done the first time, but instead she moaned quietly and pressed her hips into his, increasing the pressure on his already painfully throbbing erection, causing him to break their kiss with a groan. The longing to feel himself inside of her was growing to be too great as he imagined what her soaking, hot maidenhood would feel like as it convulsed around him.

Sarah’s hands ran over his flesh delicately, her feathery touches driving him insane as her fingers ran over his nipples and the depths of his abdomen. He felt her fingers prying subtly at the waist of his leggings and he pulled her hands from inside his tunic, lifting the garment quickly off of his body.

Sarah caught his gaze with her own as he moved to kiss her, and he furrowed his brow slightly, for it seemed as if something had cleared from her face. Had there been a shadow clinging to her eyes before, Haldir wondered, touching her cheek with his fingertips. Or was it simply that she was not afraid anymore? Haldir questioned what he was doing for one more brief moment before her lips touched his tentatively and lost him to lust and passion again.

His hands kneaded her breasts slowly, letting her sigh and sigh for him with each pass his thumb made over her nipples. Her breasts were lovely, like little, fleshy hills of warm snow, and each ample mound were crowned with a blushing flower that begged him to taste.


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“I have not seen Haldir all this afternoon, my lord.” Rumil knelt on one knee as he answered Celeborn’s stern question.

“Rumil, have you seen the girl, then?” Celeborn asked, bidding Rumil rise once more.

“She accompanied Haldir to Caras Galadhon early this morning, but I have seen neither of them at all today…” Rumil grinned to himself, shaking his head lightly. “Nor do I believe they have remained in the city.” He finished with a small chuckle. Celeborn furrowed his brow in question.

“What do you speak of, Rumil?” He asked, but he feared he knew what the young elf would say.

“Haldir and Sarah…” Rumil began slowly, “…as was made clear to me this morning by the force with which Haldir argued that they should be alone together—undisturbed—are consummating whatever love has grown between the two of them.

Celeborn curse dunder his breath. “You shall come with me, Rumil.” He commanded and Rumil nodded quickly. “I fear that your brother is in great danger. We must find him before the girl has ensnared him completely.”

“Ensnared, my lord?”

“It has been seen that some evil clings to this girl as a result of her coming to our world.” Celeborn replied. “This evil is unknown to our people, and it must be sent away. The more of our kind she ensnares, the greater power this evil will have by sheer numbers, and it will wait until it has gained the following of many to come into its full form, though it cannot be seen what will happen.