Eternal

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Chapter Fourteen: Hahta Indóme

Glorfindel could not see at all for the darkness was absolute and not a star nor sliver of light could be seen. He opened the door and carefully made his way into the bedchamber from the sitting room. He wondered why his partner had left the room dark and had not brought a torch from the hallway inside. Though, following the tradition of silence through the night he would not know the answer.

The soft intake of breath could be heard a few steps away as he approached and he directed himself that way. Reaching out a hand, Glorfindel prepared himself for accidentally hitting a piece of furniture but also searching for his companion for the night.

His hand alighted upon a soft palm that took his own. He felt the elleth’s fingers snake along his wrist and up his arm as she helped direct him. It had not been a long time since he had warmed his bed with another though the excitement of mystery and the unseen left him bristling with excitement and he felt himself already hardening with want.

Their hands mapped their bodies, noting the build and stature of each other. Glorfindel’s hand came up along her shoulder and tenderly stroked her neck and cheek. She sighed and shivered from his fingertips though tensing a little in apprehension. Her first time? Glorfindel thought to himself and he determined it might make sense as to why she had kept the room dark. He would make sure that he would be kind and make it remember able for centuries to come.

She was taller than most ellyth it seemed but the perfect height for him for he did not need to stoop to meet her lips as he brought his fingers underneath her chin to lift her face to his. The sweetness of her mouth met him and he felt his own blood rush with her intoxicating presence. Her scent was flowery but slight enough that it drew him in without overwhelming his senses as if he were used to it.

Cupping her cheek and encircling her waist with his arm, he brought her closer to his body. He felt her press against him; her lithe frame strong yet supple. Her hands hesitantly found places to rest, one trailing along his face and another caressing his chest. Glorfindel walked her backwards slowly, toward where he assumed the bed to be. He felt her stop as the back of her legs came against the edge of the bed. He then lifted her upon the mattress, gently pressing her down to lie against the pillows as he climbed upon her.

She felt the weight of him against her body and enclosed his form with her arms, one hand trailing fingers through his hair. He kissed her deeper, teasing her lips apart so he could taste her more and delve into her appealing presence. Her breathing quickened as he enticed her body, dancing his fingers along the line between her bodice and skin of her breasts.

Glorfindel suckled her neck, his tongue playing across her skin as he went lower until he came to the base of her neck and shoulders. He kissed lightly along the tops of her breasts, eliciting a soft gasp and a slight arching of her back, pressing into him. His hands slipped underneath her and he began to untie the laces he found binding her body inside her clothing. Her dress was loose and he finally moved the sleeves down her shoulders and across her arms. She allowed him to continue and she helped him remove the restrictions between them. He removed his own shift and leggings quickly, throwing them to one side of the bed.

Their skin met with naked, electric heat. Her legs intertwined with his and her nipples pressed solidly against his chest. She let out a low moan as his solid length pressed against her opening that was warm and inviting. Her fingers charted his body, taking in every smooth feature and curve of muscle into memory from touch. He leaned lower and took one breast in his mouth, sucking lightly while his hand kneaded the other. She caressed his back with her nails, alighting them across his skin eliciting him to prickle with each sensation. She moved her fingers and palm of one hand around the round, firmness of his buttocks while the other traced up his shaft, feeling its strength and thickness. She pulled him closer to her, pressing him toward her opening.

Glorfindel sensed that she was ready but he was not quite done. He bit and nibbled her nipple, softly at first then harder. She moaned audibly and he felt her arch into him again. He pinched her other nipple in succession with his tongue and biting ministrations. She was barely getting full breaths by now, short spurts were coming and going. It was then that he slipped his hand from her breast to her waist, then her curvaceous hips then across her stomach to the wet warmth awaiting him.

He slipped his palm across her, feeling her clit and teasing it with his fingertips. She squeezed her thighs tight around his hand as she harshly breathed out at the sensations he was drawing out of her. Slowly, he slipped one finger into her and began moving back and forth. He continued to suckle at her breast, never letting her rest or take a moment from his foreplay. He slipped another finger in, then another. Her body was shivering with the overpowering feelings she had wracking her frame. It was then that he felt her muscles tighten around his fingers as she released at her climax.

Glorfindel smiled happily to himself as he felt satisfied she was prepared for him now. He waited for her breathing to slow from his quickened pace before he would begin again. He poised himself before her opening, letting her prepare for what was to come. He felt her tense; knowing that a small bit of pain may accompany her pleasure. Gradually he inserted himself into her. Muscles contracted around him, adjusting to his girth and the unfamiliar sensations. The tight heat surrounding him inside her was almost his undoing but he waited until he felt her relax when he began to move.

He felt her throw her head back, trembling as he rubbed inside her. He moaned into the crook of her neck, nestling his head into her hair. He knew he had already lost her in the swirl of sensations and began to quicken his pace. He inhaled her scent once more, finding himself lost as well in her invigorating form and excitement. He released into her as he felt her tighten once more at a climax. Glorfindel let out a loud groan as her tight muscles milked his length of every drop.

He lay upon her for what seemed forever as they both slowed their breathing yet they both did not mind for they enjoyed the feeling of limbs and torso against each other. Eventually he moved to her side, pulling out of her warm recesses. He pulled her to face him even though they could see nothing. Her arm wrapped itself around his waist and she nuzzled into his chest. For once in a very long time, Glorfindel found himself utterly content. Though he did not relish it for long because a sudden caressing of his length caught his attention. She was not finished with him yet.

She moved atop of his body, straddling him between her thighs. Her warm and moist folds pressed against his length and he began to grow and stiffen again. He growled deep in his chest as she rubbed her opening across him, running her fingers down his sides and up his torso. She raised her body from him and he felt her position herself. It was then that he realized what she planned to do and new vibrations ran through his limbs in anticipation but also for her courageous want to pleasure him. He breathed out heavily as he felt her tightness encompass him as she slid onto his shaft.

Glorfindel placed his hands on her hips as she began to move up and down. He slid them up to her waist, placing a palm against her flat stomach as she leaned back into her strides, causing more ecstatic ambiance to run through both their bodies. Glorfindel squeezed her thighs tightly as he felt her inner muscles contract by her own will when she pulled up his length.

After noticing his enjoyment, she paused and laid herself upon him. She captured his mouth in a searing kiss as he wrapped his strong arms around her frame, pulling her closer. Glorfindel suddenly sat up, he still inside her as she sat upon his lap. She moved her hips back and forth in succession and slid her tongue along his earlobe, nibbling on it. He purred into her own ear as he returned the gesture, causing her to moan seductively.

Glorfindel placed her onto the bed again, taking her swiftly before she could react. Her nails raked across his back as he felt her reach another peak. One last squeeze from her inner muscles sent him over the edge and he groaned as he spilled his seed into her depths. Utterly spent for the first half of the night, they remained together as they had finished their latest exercise. Not all was finished for the night since it was still not nearly past the midnight hour but now was a period of soothing touches of relaxation until both were ready for more.

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The warmth of the sunrays slipping through the windows spread across the bed in patches. The clouds of the night before were gone and a dewy morning awaited them. Glorfindel gradually felt himself become conscious. It was then that he felt the warm body pressed against his frame that he remembered the events of the night before. His eyes were still out of focus from his sleepiness and he closed them as he happily snuggled closer to his bed partner, feeling her back pressed against his chest and her round bottom against his once again hardening length.

His arm lay across her waist and he moved so that he hugged her flush against him. She sighed in her half-sleepiness, apparently as comfortable as he. Their night had been long but well worth it. Glorfindel could not remember how many times they had brought the other to finishing. For a new start in bed play, she was quite a fast learner, Glorfindel determined.

He opened his eyes again to take in the now visible form of his lover. He paused, noticing the dark hair in front of him rather than his expectancy of silvery blonde, typical for a Sindar maiden. The brunette tresses spread out across the pillow alarmed and his partner sensed his unease as she awoke fully. She turned to meet him and Glorfindel’s eyes met a pair of familiar gray eyes looking back at him.

Glorfindel and Elrilya stared at each other in shock but more so unbelieving of what had just happened between them that night. She suddenly moved away, pulling the sheets over her naked form. Her face turned a deep crimson red as she frantically looked around to figure out what to do. His hand grasped hers as it clutched the sheets. She tried to look at him but also noticed his naked form, the sheet draped just below his waist covering his lower half. She turned away, ashamed once more.

“Elrilya,” he said as calmly and soothingly as he could though he could hear the shakiness come through as he struggled to remain calm. She had said she was not going to participate in the festival trysts, he thought to himself. “It is all right. Please look at me.”

Glorfindel felt a knot twisting in his stomach as he felt a dread come across his mind. He did not want to lose this friendship. His sexual liaisons were never with friends or even acquaintances and for good reason but now the line had been crossed and there was no going back. The fearful, guilty look on her face made his heart break and all he wanted to do was comfort his friend.

“I need to leave,” she whispered, grabbing her clothing from the floor to cover her body as she quickly slipped off the bed and exited out the door separating the bedroom and sitting room.

Quenya Translations
Hahta Indóme: grave love

Sindar Translations
Elleth/ellyth (plural): female elf(elves)