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Adult ++
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the first time
Chapter twelve the first time
It had been several hours before Haldir’s emotional storm had died. Celeborn did not stop holding him close nor did he cease the loving admirations he was bestowing upon him. He smiled when he realised Haldir had fallen asleep at the spot. All this had drained him and he needed to recover his strength.
Careful not to wake him, Celeborn lifted the sleeping Haldir in his arms and carried him to his bed. After he had made sure Haldir was comfortable he went to remove his clammy robes. They were sticking to his body. In doing so he shot a victorial smile at Haldir’s bed. A look that said: you will not see his body again. He will not leave my bed anymore.
When Celeborn had removed his robes he laid down besides Haldir, covering them both with the sheets. He had intended to guard the other’s sleep, but instead he fell asleep as well.
Neither of them noticed how Rielle softly entered, put down a tray of food, removed Celeborn’s wet robes and left again, a huge grin adorning her face.
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When his eyes filled with awareness he wondered where he was, when he had fallen asleep and mostly why. Wanting to rise he felt himself raineained by two arms. He was resting next to another body. Haldir inhaled Celeborn’s scent and all today’s news came flushing back. Celeborn had said he loved him and he had said the same.
But now that Haldir was using his head again his fear came back. He could not imagine why Celeborn would be in love with him or how he could have meant his words. The more Haldir thought about it, the more sure he was Celeborn had only said it out of honour and duty. As much as Haldir loved Celeborn and wished for his love he did not want it like this.
He pulled himself free from the embrace and jumped out of bed. The movement woke Celeborn. Seeing Haldir dress himself as best as he could with a injured leg, Celeborn too removed himself from the bed and approached him. “Where are you going, melmë?”
Haldir continued to dress. “To sleep with my brothers. At least they do not pity me.”
Celeborn was confused. What had Haldir meant with his words. “You think I pity you?” Haldir did not answer but his actions spoke for him. Celeborn realised he had to tread careful. He knelt down in front of Haldir. “I meant every word I said. I love you. With all my heart. And I am not planning on letting you go, beloved.”
But millennia of hiding his love had left it’s mark on Haldir. He just could not believe this was true, that Celeborn actually loved him. And that’s what his eyes told Celeborn. Knowing words would never reach Haldir he leaned in closer and gently claimed Haldir’s lips.
Haldir gasped in surprise; he had not expected this and it took him a while before he completely registered what was happening. When he did Haldir surrendered to the kiss, opening his mouth to be explored.
But Celeborn had other plans. He figured that taking Haldir would not prove him of his love, so he decided to turn the tables around. He gently but ruthlessly sucked Haldir’s tongue into his own mouth, showing his own surrender to Haldir. It was hard indeed for Haldir to believe Celeborn wanted him to take the lead, but he obliged. And while the kiss became more and more passionate realisation slowly came to Haldir.
Gradually Haldir longed for more. He forgot he was seated on a rather unstable chair and that Celeborn was on the floor. It never crossed his mind when he moved himself closer to Celeborn, but the chair had no mercy for this situation. It threw Haldir off and the guardian fall on top of Celeborn.
He was shocked about what happened and wanted to rise. But again Celeborn had another mind. He pulled Haldir closer to his body. “Úman cénë órë rúma”
The words, whispered into his ear, went straight to Haldir’s groin. His eyes darkened with lust as he dove to his lover’s lips, deepening it as he felt Celeborn’s arousal touching his own.
Suddenly the robes became a barrier and he started tugging at them, trying to get rid of them without ending his explorations. When he had finally succeeded Haldir threw the clothing aside and sat up, looking at the now naked lord beneath him. He so wanted to kiss that body all over but he was still insecure. He did not want to do anything Celeborn would mind.
At first Celeborn did not understand Haldir’s sudden indecision but he soon realised just how fragile his lover really was. He licked his lips and in a seductive tone he asked: “Like what you see?”
Haldir could do naught but nod. Celeborn was absolutely perfect. With his beautiful mithril hair, his shining white skin and those luscious green eyes that seemed to pear straight into his soul; eyes that now were so open and filled with undying love. It brought tears to his own. When Celeborn lifted his hand to wipe them away Haldir leaned into the contact, closing his eyes. “Haldir?”
“Mithril aranin” Hearing it made Celeborn blink a few tears away himself and he raised his upper body to claim Haldir’s lips once more. “I want you Haldir.” Haldir knew Celeborn’s words were all meaning and not just referring to this moment. “Then take me.”
For a second he had feared he had said the wrong words or that he had surrendered to soon, but he soon was turned around and now lay on his back. Unwilling to relent his hold on Haldir Celeborn growled inside the other’s mouth. If they were to do this now he had to get up. There was no lubricant within reach.
Whensat sat up he saw Haldir looking like an abandoned puppy. Arousing as it was he still realised it was insecurity that had triggered it. “I need to find some sort of lubricant.” Haldir pointed towards his tunic. Raising his eyebrows questioningly Celeborn pulled it closer and Haldir reached into one of the pockets, pulling out a bottle of sword wax. After Haldir gave it to him Celeborn sniffed it; it smelled like magnolias. But instead of applying it he put it down on the floor, next to Haldir. And once more the abaed ped puppy emerged. Haldir feared Celeborn had changed his mind.
“It’s a nice smell, but we have to talk, Haldir. I cannot do this if you’re like this.”
Haldir looked puzzled. He did not know what Celeborn meant. Wasn’t he submissive enough? “I understand.”, was all he said before he made to crawl out under Celeborn. He was shocked when Celeborn put his shoulders to the ground and tightened his legs around Haldir’s waist. “Úmal autanyello, Haldir. And neither am I.”
When Haldir lowered his eyes Celeborn forced them open and to lock with his. “How can we make love when you think me capable of leaving you as soon as we’re done? I will not take you like this, Haldir. I can’t.”
Haldir’s eyes filled with tears. He had misunderstood and feared Celeborn wasn’t interested in him anymore. Celeborn hoped he got his next words right and that they would reach Haldir. “My beloved, I love you and that will never stop and as much as I want you I will not when you believe I see you as a whore.”
That provoked a reaction. Haldir’s eyes filled with hatred now. “I’m no whore!” He would have stomped Celeborn too had he not seen a smile appear on the other’s face. “Precisely.”
Now Haldir realised what Celeborn was talking about and he reddened in shame, colouring even more when he felt Celeborn kissing him wherever he was reddening. “Úma polin pustas. Yéni mi ontinar cári vánar lantavë ahiër” Haldir’s voice was laden with pain and fear. But there was an underlying hope.
Celeborn looked lovingly down at him. “Hányëan”
“But I still want this.”
Celeborn smiled and Haldir thought he saw a wicked glitter appear in those lovely green orbs. Quit unexpectedly Celeborn moved Haldir on top of himself, turning the tables yet again. Bringing Haldir’s hand to the bottle of wax he made clear he was giving control aldialdir. Celeborn knew Haldir would change once Haldir had possessed him, so he willingly put himself in this position.
Understanding dawned on Haldir and he lovingly kissed Celeborn wherever he could, applying the wax on his fingers in the meantime. When he inserted one he heard Celeborn gasp and he stopped his motion.
Celeborn realised that even though Haldir had loved him forever he was not without expertise. He had not even noticed Haldir applying the wax. Seeing Haldir’s questioning gaze he whimpered, showing he wanted Haldir to continue.
But ir dir didn’t. Squinting his eyes he looked at his lover. “Have you ever done this?” When he had entered Celeborn he had found the other to be extremely tight and now wondered if they weren’t rushing things. He did not want to hurt his beloved.
Celeborn shook his head truthfully, but he bucked his hips, silently telling Haldir he did want this. “Vá táitëas.”
Haldir shook his head. “No, I do not wish to hurt you.” He leaned in and showered his lover in kisses. Making up for the prolonged preparations Haldir used his tongue to tease Celeborn wherever he could. When his head had reached Celeborn’s shaft he looked up.
Celeborn gasped when he saw a highly wicked grin on Haldir’s face, a sight that was very seductive and he sighed, calling himself an idiot for never seeing the love before.
Haldir trailed his tongue expertly along Celeborn’s throbbing flesh and he started playing with the sacks. Haldir’s manipulations quickly brought Celeborn to ecstasy, but Haldir cut of the connection. Looking up he explained. “It’s so much better when I feel you come.”
It took a while before Celeborn realised Haldir was asking him whether he wanted release now and become hard again or that he would let Haldir make him wait. He could only pant his reply. “Man mérëlyë”
Haldir had not stopped preparing his lover and knew Celeborn was ready to take him and in his present state the initial pain would stay away. So he decided tke Cke Celeborn wait a while. Positioning himself before his lover he rearranged Celeborn’s body so he could make it as easy and as pleasurable as possible.
All of Haldir’s handling went by in a haze for Celeborn. He did not even feel Haldir entering until Haldir actually hid his hidden gland, making waves of pleasure catapult over him. Celeborn was beyond control and Haldir watched him in share adoration. It was a beautiful sight as Celeborn bucked wantonly, threw his heack ack and whimpered and writhed beneath him.
Two arms were blindingly reaching for him. Haldir knew what it meant. Celeborn wanted him to move, faster and harder. At first he tried to control himself, knowing it was Celeborn’s first, but soon Haldir too was lost. He released his hold on Celeborn’s base and almost immediately he felt how muscles contracted around him, sending him over the edge and milking him dry.
When he was spent Haldir fell forward on top of Celeborn. He was exhausted and he suddenly felt his leg hurt more than it had when he had twisted it. He groaned in agony.
Celeborn looked at him dotingly and pulled him into a tight embrace. He would never let Haldir go. He really wanted to move to the bed now that he was beginning to feel the hard floor, but Haldir had not yet pulled out and Celeborn enjoyed feeling Haldir still inside him. So he pulled Haldir’s cloak over the both of them as he continued bestowing his loving gestures upon Haldir.
“I’ve never felt like this before, Haldir. I love you. Forever.” He knew he had to say it many more times, but he would never grow tired of saying it. Nor would he grow tired of hearing Haldir proclaim his love for him.
Sleep claimed them real quick as they both laid there in pure bliss and peace. A peace that would soon be disrupted.
End chapter twelve
TBC
note:
just a quick update before I go on holiday
Translations:
Melmë means love
Úman cénë órë rúma means I don’t see reason (for us) to move.
Mithrraniranin means my mithril king.
Úmal autanyello means you are not leaving (me).
Úma polin pustas. Yéni mi ontinar cári vánar lantavë ahiër means I can’t help it. Feelings created over long years are not easily changed.
Hányëan means I understand
Vá táitëas means don’t prolong it.
Man mérëlyë means what you want
Note:
I grow tired of constantly adding how I made this sentences. Rest assured I do my best to make everything correctly Quenya. If you still whish for a complete list, mail me.
It had been several hours before Haldir’s emotional storm had died. Celeborn did not stop holding him close nor did he cease the loving admirations he was bestowing upon him. He smiled when he realised Haldir had fallen asleep at the spot. All this had drained him and he needed to recover his strength.
Careful not to wake him, Celeborn lifted the sleeping Haldir in his arms and carried him to his bed. After he had made sure Haldir was comfortable he went to remove his clammy robes. They were sticking to his body. In doing so he shot a victorial smile at Haldir’s bed. A look that said: you will not see his body again. He will not leave my bed anymore.
When Celeborn had removed his robes he laid down besides Haldir, covering them both with the sheets. He had intended to guard the other’s sleep, but instead he fell asleep as well.
Neither of them noticed how Rielle softly entered, put down a tray of food, removed Celeborn’s wet robes and left again, a huge grin adorning her face.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When his eyes filled with awareness he wondered where he was, when he had fallen asleep and mostly why. Wanting to rise he felt himself raineained by two arms. He was resting next to another body. Haldir inhaled Celeborn’s scent and all today’s news came flushing back. Celeborn had said he loved him and he had said the same.
But now that Haldir was using his head again his fear came back. He could not imagine why Celeborn would be in love with him or how he could have meant his words. The more Haldir thought about it, the more sure he was Celeborn had only said it out of honour and duty. As much as Haldir loved Celeborn and wished for his love he did not want it like this.
He pulled himself free from the embrace and jumped out of bed. The movement woke Celeborn. Seeing Haldir dress himself as best as he could with a injured leg, Celeborn too removed himself from the bed and approached him. “Where are you going, melmë?”
Haldir continued to dress. “To sleep with my brothers. At least they do not pity me.”
Celeborn was confused. What had Haldir meant with his words. “You think I pity you?” Haldir did not answer but his actions spoke for him. Celeborn realised he had to tread careful. He knelt down in front of Haldir. “I meant every word I said. I love you. With all my heart. And I am not planning on letting you go, beloved.”
But millennia of hiding his love had left it’s mark on Haldir. He just could not believe this was true, that Celeborn actually loved him. And that’s what his eyes told Celeborn. Knowing words would never reach Haldir he leaned in closer and gently claimed Haldir’s lips.
Haldir gasped in surprise; he had not expected this and it took him a while before he completely registered what was happening. When he did Haldir surrendered to the kiss, opening his mouth to be explored.
But Celeborn had other plans. He figured that taking Haldir would not prove him of his love, so he decided to turn the tables around. He gently but ruthlessly sucked Haldir’s tongue into his own mouth, showing his own surrender to Haldir. It was hard indeed for Haldir to believe Celeborn wanted him to take the lead, but he obliged. And while the kiss became more and more passionate realisation slowly came to Haldir.
Gradually Haldir longed for more. He forgot he was seated on a rather unstable chair and that Celeborn was on the floor. It never crossed his mind when he moved himself closer to Celeborn, but the chair had no mercy for this situation. It threw Haldir off and the guardian fall on top of Celeborn.
He was shocked about what happened and wanted to rise. But again Celeborn had another mind. He pulled Haldir closer to his body. “Úman cénë órë rúma”
The words, whispered into his ear, went straight to Haldir’s groin. His eyes darkened with lust as he dove to his lover’s lips, deepening it as he felt Celeborn’s arousal touching his own.
Suddenly the robes became a barrier and he started tugging at them, trying to get rid of them without ending his explorations. When he had finally succeeded Haldir threw the clothing aside and sat up, looking at the now naked lord beneath him. He so wanted to kiss that body all over but he was still insecure. He did not want to do anything Celeborn would mind.
At first Celeborn did not understand Haldir’s sudden indecision but he soon realised just how fragile his lover really was. He licked his lips and in a seductive tone he asked: “Like what you see?”
Haldir could do naught but nod. Celeborn was absolutely perfect. With his beautiful mithril hair, his shining white skin and those luscious green eyes that seemed to pear straight into his soul; eyes that now were so open and filled with undying love. It brought tears to his own. When Celeborn lifted his hand to wipe them away Haldir leaned into the contact, closing his eyes. “Haldir?”
“Mithril aranin” Hearing it made Celeborn blink a few tears away himself and he raised his upper body to claim Haldir’s lips once more. “I want you Haldir.” Haldir knew Celeborn’s words were all meaning and not just referring to this moment. “Then take me.”
For a second he had feared he had said the wrong words or that he had surrendered to soon, but he soon was turned around and now lay on his back. Unwilling to relent his hold on Haldir Celeborn growled inside the other’s mouth. If they were to do this now he had to get up. There was no lubricant within reach.
Whensat sat up he saw Haldir looking like an abandoned puppy. Arousing as it was he still realised it was insecurity that had triggered it. “I need to find some sort of lubricant.” Haldir pointed towards his tunic. Raising his eyebrows questioningly Celeborn pulled it closer and Haldir reached into one of the pockets, pulling out a bottle of sword wax. After Haldir gave it to him Celeborn sniffed it; it smelled like magnolias. But instead of applying it he put it down on the floor, next to Haldir. And once more the abaed ped puppy emerged. Haldir feared Celeborn had changed his mind.
“It’s a nice smell, but we have to talk, Haldir. I cannot do this if you’re like this.”
Haldir looked puzzled. He did not know what Celeborn meant. Wasn’t he submissive enough? “I understand.”, was all he said before he made to crawl out under Celeborn. He was shocked when Celeborn put his shoulders to the ground and tightened his legs around Haldir’s waist. “Úmal autanyello, Haldir. And neither am I.”
When Haldir lowered his eyes Celeborn forced them open and to lock with his. “How can we make love when you think me capable of leaving you as soon as we’re done? I will not take you like this, Haldir. I can’t.”
Haldir’s eyes filled with tears. He had misunderstood and feared Celeborn wasn’t interested in him anymore. Celeborn hoped he got his next words right and that they would reach Haldir. “My beloved, I love you and that will never stop and as much as I want you I will not when you believe I see you as a whore.”
That provoked a reaction. Haldir’s eyes filled with hatred now. “I’m no whore!” He would have stomped Celeborn too had he not seen a smile appear on the other’s face. “Precisely.”
Now Haldir realised what Celeborn was talking about and he reddened in shame, colouring even more when he felt Celeborn kissing him wherever he was reddening. “Úma polin pustas. Yéni mi ontinar cári vánar lantavë ahiër” Haldir’s voice was laden with pain and fear. But there was an underlying hope.
Celeborn looked lovingly down at him. “Hányëan”
“But I still want this.”
Celeborn smiled and Haldir thought he saw a wicked glitter appear in those lovely green orbs. Quit unexpectedly Celeborn moved Haldir on top of himself, turning the tables yet again. Bringing Haldir’s hand to the bottle of wax he made clear he was giving control aldialdir. Celeborn knew Haldir would change once Haldir had possessed him, so he willingly put himself in this position.
Understanding dawned on Haldir and he lovingly kissed Celeborn wherever he could, applying the wax on his fingers in the meantime. When he inserted one he heard Celeborn gasp and he stopped his motion.
Celeborn realised that even though Haldir had loved him forever he was not without expertise. He had not even noticed Haldir applying the wax. Seeing Haldir’s questioning gaze he whimpered, showing he wanted Haldir to continue.
But ir dir didn’t. Squinting his eyes he looked at his lover. “Have you ever done this?” When he had entered Celeborn he had found the other to be extremely tight and now wondered if they weren’t rushing things. He did not want to hurt his beloved.
Celeborn shook his head truthfully, but he bucked his hips, silently telling Haldir he did want this. “Vá táitëas.”
Haldir shook his head. “No, I do not wish to hurt you.” He leaned in and showered his lover in kisses. Making up for the prolonged preparations Haldir used his tongue to tease Celeborn wherever he could. When his head had reached Celeborn’s shaft he looked up.
Celeborn gasped when he saw a highly wicked grin on Haldir’s face, a sight that was very seductive and he sighed, calling himself an idiot for never seeing the love before.
Haldir trailed his tongue expertly along Celeborn’s throbbing flesh and he started playing with the sacks. Haldir’s manipulations quickly brought Celeborn to ecstasy, but Haldir cut of the connection. Looking up he explained. “It’s so much better when I feel you come.”
It took a while before Celeborn realised Haldir was asking him whether he wanted release now and become hard again or that he would let Haldir make him wait. He could only pant his reply. “Man mérëlyë”
Haldir had not stopped preparing his lover and knew Celeborn was ready to take him and in his present state the initial pain would stay away. So he decided tke Cke Celeborn wait a while. Positioning himself before his lover he rearranged Celeborn’s body so he could make it as easy and as pleasurable as possible.
All of Haldir’s handling went by in a haze for Celeborn. He did not even feel Haldir entering until Haldir actually hid his hidden gland, making waves of pleasure catapult over him. Celeborn was beyond control and Haldir watched him in share adoration. It was a beautiful sight as Celeborn bucked wantonly, threw his heack ack and whimpered and writhed beneath him.
Two arms were blindingly reaching for him. Haldir knew what it meant. Celeborn wanted him to move, faster and harder. At first he tried to control himself, knowing it was Celeborn’s first, but soon Haldir too was lost. He released his hold on Celeborn’s base and almost immediately he felt how muscles contracted around him, sending him over the edge and milking him dry.
When he was spent Haldir fell forward on top of Celeborn. He was exhausted and he suddenly felt his leg hurt more than it had when he had twisted it. He groaned in agony.
Celeborn looked at him dotingly and pulled him into a tight embrace. He would never let Haldir go. He really wanted to move to the bed now that he was beginning to feel the hard floor, but Haldir had not yet pulled out and Celeborn enjoyed feeling Haldir still inside him. So he pulled Haldir’s cloak over the both of them as he continued bestowing his loving gestures upon Haldir.
“I’ve never felt like this before, Haldir. I love you. Forever.” He knew he had to say it many more times, but he would never grow tired of saying it. Nor would he grow tired of hearing Haldir proclaim his love for him.
Sleep claimed them real quick as they both laid there in pure bliss and peace. A peace that would soon be disrupted.
End chapter twelve
TBC
note:
just a quick update before I go on holiday
Translations:
Melmë means love
Úman cénë órë rúma means I don’t see reason (for us) to move.
Mithrraniranin means my mithril king.
Úmal autanyello means you are not leaving (me).
Úma polin pustas. Yéni mi ontinar cári vánar lantavë ahiër means I can’t help it. Feelings created over long years are not easily changed.
Hányëan means I understand
Vá táitëas means don’t prolong it.
Man mérëlyë means what you want
Note:
I grow tired of constantly adding how I made this sentences. Rest assured I do my best to make everything correctly Quenya. If you still whish for a complete list, mail me.