Vaniel, My Heart

Vaniel, My Heart
Chapter 22: Chapter 21 - Love, Sweet Love
by Sienna
Disclaimer: All familiar characters are owned by JRR Tolkien and are used without permission. No monies are being made from this work. Original characters are part of the story and owned by the author.

Vaniel, My Heart
by Sienna Dawn


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This chapter is rated NC17

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Chapter 21 - Love, Sweet Love

Haldir found Vaniel, softly weeping, slumped beneath the trunk of an ancient lebethron tree. His great heart could stand no more and he knelt at her side. Reaching out for her hair, he touched it gently, his own hand trembling for the first time in his long life.

"Sweet one," his voice was soft, hesitant, but it caressed her with all the love in his heart. Love he could no longer deny. Tenderly, he swept the luxurious hair away from her face.

At the sound of Haldir's voice, Vaniel started. She had not heard him approach. Her golden eyes, brimming with unshed tears, raised themselves to his beloved face.

Haldir's own heart lurched at the pain he saw reflected in the golden pools. "Nay, do not weep, Vaniel, my heart." His hand caressed her hair. "Do not weep." He repeated in a tender whisper, his own eyes bright.

Reaching out for Vaniel, Haldir brought her body into the circle of his embrace. He knew he was shaking, trembling in an ague of emotion, his heart thundering against his chest. He had done this to her, he and his wretched plans. Just then he felt disgust at his own actions.

Finding herself in Haldir's arms, Vaniel cried more bitterly, not caring if he saw her at her weakest. She had once, long ago, sought his solace and compassion and it was his tender and gentle patience that had brought her back to the light of the world. She needed him; she wanted him; she loved him. No other would ever do. And if he put her away from him, then she would surely die.

These thoughts made her weep harder still and she rested her head against Haldir's chest where his heart beat a quick rhythm. Holding her as her shoulders trembled with her sobs, Haldir felt moisture come to his own eyes. What had he done, he thought. Had he thought he could live the long ages of the world without Vaniel? The situation was complicated but not hopeless, he thought. But what of the Man, Haldir suddenly thought. He meant to make Vaniel wife to him. What of Eodwyn? Affectionately, he caressed Vaniel's hair feeling her body tremble. He would deal with Eodwyn later, he decided.

Closing his eyes, Haldir tightened his embrace, letting Vaniel sob until she began to calm down. His own trembling also began to subside as he realized she was stilling, sobbing less. He waited for her, as he always waited, not wishing to speak first. Yet, he needed to see her eyes, in her eyes, he knew, he would find his salvation or his doom.

Haldir tried to hold Vaniel away from his body so that he could speak to her, and he smiled when she shook her head slightly and returned to the circle of his arms, clinging to him, pressing herself against him in need. He tightened his embrace and whispered into her hair.

"My heart, look at me, let me see your eyes," Haldir lowered his head, attempting to capture her gaze with his.

He cupped Vaniel's chin and brought her face up to meet his. There, in the vast pools of liquid gold that were her eyes, he saw himself reflected. He saw her love for him and he saw the pain he had caused her. There, he saw eternity with this elleth, wonder, fulfillment. There, he saw the answer he long sought.

Confusion tore through Haldir. Was she what the Valar wanted for him? Had he not spent countless hours asking them to place her on the path to happiness? Why was she now so deeply entrenched in his soul? As Haldir watched Vaniel's face, a thought came to his mind.

Did they bond the night they spent together? Was that brief moment of passion and love enough for their souls to blend? Were they indeed fused, one to the other, never to part? Was this the reason why staying away from Vaniel become physically and spiritually impossible for him? He thought for a moment.

Looking at Vaniel, he brought one of her hands to his lips and kissed its open palm, his lips lingering over the soft skin. Then he brought her hand to his face and sighed in happiness when she caressed him. Closing his eyes, he felt Vaniel's fingers roam about his face, and he savored the delight of it when she traced the outlines of his mouth.

"Is there naught you wish to say to me, my sweet star?" He asked her with a tender smile, seeing the tears slowly subsiding, wanting, needing, to hear her voice.

But Vaniel merely shook her head, her eyes tracing the outlines of his mouth, her fingers now delicately touching his face, his eyebrows.

Haldir felt as if he was drowning in delight, in love and need for this gentle elleth. How had he been so blind?

Opening his eyes, he tried to smile, but his emotions were too unsteady, "Vaniel..." Haldir found his voice and it sounded haggard. He knew the moment had come for him. To pretend otherwise would surely destroy him.

Vaniel did not respond, her own heart and mind lost within the scent of him, his warmth, his arms and his strength. This is where she belonged, she knew, in his arms, 'til the end of time if so be it. She nestled closer into his embrace, still caressing his face, his lips, her own breathing slow and deliberate, the presence of him intoxicating her.

Haldir was lost in her feminine essence, her scent of lilacs and roses. His eyes hazed for a moment, as his spirit recognized what it was he had to say, and in this knowledge he finally found the peace he had so long sought. And so, he traced the outline of Vaniel's eyebrows and softly said, "I love you, Vaniel. I love you." He pulled her even closer to him so she could hear his heart, feel his breathing.

When he said the words he realized finally it was true. He loved her; he needed her; she was life to him. How could he have ever thought to put her away from him? Stroking her hair gently, he brought his face close to her, so close Haldir could feel her warm breath on his mouth, "I love you."

He saw Vaniel's eyes meet his own and he saw the uncertainty there.

For the first time, Vaniel spoke, her voice hesitant. She wanted to be sure, oh, so sure. She looked into his face, a face so beloved to her, so desired. She saw his eyes, reflecting her love for him, sapphire eyes that watched her with affection and desire, eyes that no longer seemed tormented. "Haldir, my love," was all she could manage before her voice deserted her.

Dropping his shields, Haldir let Vaniel see all the love in his heart. Caressing her hair still, he said, "Forgive me, my love, for I did not realize." His eyes, warm and soft, held hers, "I did not know my own heart." His gaze dropped to Vaniel's lips and he lowered his head intending to give her a gentle reassuring kiss.

But when their mouths met, the fire so long bridled flared between them and they opened to each other, tongues meeting and licking. Vaniel twined her arms around Haldir's neck and brought him down to her body. Vaniel melted against Haldir, and she welcomed his hard body. She moaned against his open mouth and sweetly called his name, over and over, until Haldir's mind could not reason and he allowed his emotions free rein.

Running her hands through his silken hair, Vaniel called Haldir's name, whispering into his ear until he trembled with need and desire. Haldir dropped kisses on Vaniel's neck and arms, then brought her hands forward so that he could kiss and lick each finger.

Sighing with happiness, Vaniel closed her eyes and allowed Haldir to pull her to a stand. In a moment, she felt his strong arms reach under her legs and she felt lifted into his arms. Opening her eyes, she found Haldir's sapphire gaze, deep with passion and love. Vaniel leaned closer to her beloved and they shared a long, slow kiss. When they broke apart, their breathing ragged and unsteady, Haldir dipped his head and with it parted the thick fronds that surrounded them. Silently, he carried Vaniel further into the dark wood of the garden. Vaniel lowered her head against Haldir's chest and listened to the quickened beat of his heart.

Some minutes later, Vaniel heard the sounds of running water but did not know where Haldir had taken them. Reaching toward him, she ran her fingertips along the side of his neck, marveling at the soft skin. She heard his breath quicken and his eyes turned to her face. Stopping, Haldir brought his mouth to Vaniel's and in a moment they were lost inside the kiss, Haldir deepening the contact and Vaniel licking his tongue when it entered her mouth.

So deep was their passion and need, that Haldir moaned and weakened by desire, could not support himself, and he sank to his knees onto the mossy earth. Vaniel leaned against him, her breasts, their nipples stiff beneath her garment, pressed against Haldir's chest.

As they kissed and tasted each other, Haldir lowered his mouth to Vaniel's neck, while she loosed the braids in his hair. The act was so sensual and intimate to Haldir that he brought his mouth directly over a taut nipple and began to suckle it. At once, the peak of her breast stiffened and Haldir groaned in delight. Her body reacted in ecstacy to his every touch, as if they had been made one for the other. Guiding her to the soft earth, Haldir placed a balancing hand behind her head and brought his body over Vaniel's. Stradling her, his mouth never left her breast, and he suckled in various rythmns, sometimes hard and at others gently teasing with his teeth.

Vaniel arched her back toward Haldir's mouth and she fanned his hair between her hands, playing with it, draping them with it. She could not think, she could not move too well, her limbs growing weaker as her desire for Haldir increased. Her mind was filled with passion, the fire in her loins growing, and she now realized that there was a connection between her breasts and the moisture and pressure between her legs.

Vaniel wanted to speak, but what? She wanted to tell Haldir that she wanted more, more of the tugging pressure on her breast, but she wanted it lower, much lower. Yet her voice failed her and all she could do was moan in her throat, groan and breathe out Haldir's name again and again.

Just then, Haldir left her breast and she moaned, her eyes flying to his face, seeing the blue depth of his eyes flash in passion for her. She was able to find her voice and she said, "Kiss me, oh Haldir....kiss me, now, please..." Unable to say more, Haldir cut her words off and kissed her deeply, passionately, with a sweet abandon born of love, lust and desire.

Vaniel returned the fevered kiss, pressing herself upward toward Haldir. She brought her hands to his back and then his chest. Finding the buttons that held his cloak in place, she unfastened them and let the soft material drop behind them. Above her, Haldir was running his hands over her hips, and she felt the cool night air touch her legs as he bared them and silently lowered his head to kiss and lick her knees and then her thighs.

She arched her back and moaned when Haldir's tongue flicked the soft inside of her thighs, while his hands were gently bringing the clingy material to her waist. She realized with a start she was half nude and made to sit up, her eyes wide. But Haldir, sensing her confusion, sat up and brought her into his arms.

"We do not need to do this, my sweet bird." His warm and tender voice whispered into her hair.

Vaniel smiled and looked into Haldir's face. Even in the dark night she could still see him clearly. She saw his eyes sparkled with a blue fire she had only seen once before; at the Prancing Pony. Shaking her head, she answered him breathlessly, "I shall die if I do not have you, Haldir."

At her words, Haldir's eyes flashed with passion, and he lowered his face to her mouth, giving her a long and open-mouthed kiss, leisurely licking her tongue, playing with her bottom lip, knowing his kiss was fanning her fires as well as his own. Remembering that he had but half revealed her, Haldir's hands returned to the soft folds of Vaniel's dress and in moments he had deftly removed it, pulling it over her shoulders, above her head and flinging it to the ground.

His eyes lowered away from Vaniel's face and he slowly allowed himself to feast on her beauty, her perfection. Slowly his gaze covered her, from the slender column of her neck, to the erect tips of coral at her breasts that were now finally given to him to taste, to the gentle feminine swell of her hips. His face darkened in passion when he looked upon the brown curls that nested at the apex of Vaniel's thighs, and without thinking, he reached toward her, his fingers gently caressing the curls and then tenderly delving within the soft folds to find she was moist and ready for him. He ran his fingers the full length of her femininity, delighting in the honey her body offered to him.

He could feel his own body harden, press painfully against his leggings, demanding to be released, and then to be allowed to bury itself in the sweetness of Vaniel's body. But Haldir knew she was his for eternity and they had as much time as they needed...if only his own body would harken and heed. Yet, it did not and Haldir found himself swept away by the demands of his passion, and gently spreading the soft core revealed before him, he inserted two fingers deep inside Vaniel. He groaned from the contact, as her folds tightened and suckled his fingers. He found it hard to breathe and gently began to thrust in and out of her body, listening with delight to her moans and groans.

Throughout this Vaniel had barely contained herself, so delirious was she becoming at Haldir's gaze and then his touch. But when his fingers entered her body, she moaned deeply and long, bringing from Haldir a satisfied smile of passion.

Not knowing what to do with her hands, Vaniel reached up and tugged at Haldir's clothes, her eyes opening and begging him to reveal himself to her.

Smiling, Haldir slipped his fingers out of her body, a thing which brought a frown from Vaniel. Sitting back on his heels, Haldir smiled down at Vaniel.

"Why, my little bird complains?" His eyes gazed at her stiff nipples and unable to resist their invitation, he lowered his head and his mouth fastened on one nipple. Gently he suckled her.

Vaniel nearly screamed from the pleasure. Surely he was driving her insane!

Haldir's mouth tugged at the peak, savoring its flavor of roses and lilacs, licking it broadly, then flicking it with the tip of his tongue, all the while loving Vaniel's moans and writhing movements his ministrations caused. Switching to the other breast, he brought his thumb to flick at the one nipple he had abandoned, and he felt Vaniel's body arch and convulse, tremors coursing through her body and he smiled as he suckled.

Just then, she felt Haldir's fingers once more dive to her thighs and again he spread her, thrusting his fingers but not moving. Leaving her breast, he looked into her eyes, his eyes blazing blue fire and he said hoarsely, "I need to taste you."

Vaniel frowned, not understanding the words at first, but then realizing what he meant, when Haldir pulled wide her thighs and he dipped his head low between her legs, his silky blonde hair tickling her thighs.

Tentatively at first, she felt his tongue flick her core, and she threw her head back, arching into his mouth, moaning long and loud, her groans guttural, torn from her deepest self. Again, she felt him lick her, suckle her languidly and Vaniel thought she would surely die of pleasure. Just as she thought no more could come, Haldir thrust his fingers inside her body once more, as his tongue drove her insane and then Vaniel stopped thinking. Her body became a living river of fire, ecstacy surging in a current, flowing from deep in her belly to her toes as they curled as she screamed, arched her back and felt as if she were leaving her body.

But Haldir did not stop and in moments, Vaniel was lifted again. She was beside herself. She did not know what to think, who she even was for a brief moment, before another blinding wave of ecstacy brought her body upward toward Haldir's mouth and then her loins exploded in a jolting, trembling spasm of pleasure that began deep in her loins and swiftly travelled to her legs and arms, causing her body to tense and flex, relax and tense, as she experienced wave after wave of climactic release.

Throughout this, Haldir had not released Vaniel, instead continuing to suckle her, and he soon realized that Vaniel was climaxing once more beneath him. Lifting his head, he watched her as Vaniel's body trembled and then stilled. Gently, he removed his fingers from her body and cupped a full breast.

Raining soft kisses on her flat stomach, Haldir felt Vaniel's breath coming in fast ragged spurts and he raised his head. Vaniel's amber eyes watched him languidly and passionately.

"I want more." Was all her throaty voice said.

Haldir laughed, "More?" His smile teased her.

But Vaniel's eyes had the lidded look of passion and she brought herself up on her elbows, "I want more." She repeated, her voice husky with lust. She looked at Haldir's mouth.

Leaning toward him she gave Haldir a hungry kiss, licking his mouth, deepening the kiss with each moment that passed. She could taste herself in his kiss. "I want more." She breathed against his lips and then flicked her tongue inside his mouth. This brought a deep groan from Haldir and it emboldened Vaniel.

Breaking the kiss, Vaniel gazed into Haldir's eyes, "You are so beautiful, Haldir. Eru-Illuvatar graced the world when He created you. I do not grow sated of you, I must have you again, and again." Her voice low and sensual, she kissed him again, long and deep, elliciting moans of hunger from Haldir, who was now close to complete surrender, his iron control almost at an end. This elleth was more wildcat than he had imagined and the thought pleased him enormously.

Vaniel licked Haldir's neck, and through the fabric of the tunic he still wore, she sucked on a nipple. Haldir's body was nearly beyond his control. He had had no idea his little Vaniel was as hot blooded as she revealed to him. He loved her for what she was and if this was part of her personality, then he welcomed it with all his heart, he thought, as he himself knew his blood ran hot for her.

Returning every kiss with as much fervor, Haldir felt Vaniel's hands on his back, looking to remove his shirt and tunic, dropping to the waistband of his leggings, hooking a finger there and pulling down but without success.

Raising himself again and balancing his body on his heels, but still straddling Vaniel's body, Haldir looked down upon Vaniel. Her eyes were locked onto his face and her hands were roaming his body, trying to find the way to undress him.

Reaching for her fingers, Haldir brought them to the clasp that held his tunic in place, showing her where they were fastened.

"Here, my sweet," his voice was melodious, wondrous to Vaniel's ears, "this is what you seek, no?" Sapphire eyes kindled with passion.

Vaniel's fingers found the openings and with one hand she pulled open the tunic, revealing the satin shirt beneath that. With a frustrated growl, her golden eyes met his calm blue gaze, "Slowly, beloved, 'tis the only garment I brought this night with me." His generous mouth widened in a delighted smile. He found it ennervating and delicious that Vaniel was as impatient as he.

In a few moments, and guided by Haldir, Vaniel managed to unfasten Haldir's tunic and shirt, slowly rolling them away from his torso and then running her hands over his bare, well-muscled chest.

Fixing her gaze on a nipple, Vaniel brought her lips to Haldir's chest and leisurely licked him, reaching a nipple, moaning now that it was free of the tunic, and giving to him the same ecstacy he had just given her.

Haldir moaned and threw his head back, his hair touching the soft earth. He was fully erect now, his member straining painfully against his leggings, begging for freedom, begging for attention. Images of wild lovemaking filtered into Haldir's mind and he groaned, grabbing Vaniel's mound and driving a finger inside her. At his touch, she writhed against his hand, wanting to bring herself to another peak of ecstacy, but also wanting to give Haldir pleasure. Her mouth, its tongue flicking wetly over his nipple, was driving him to madness. Reaching for her hair with his free hand, he losed his hands in their thick tresses, moaning his love for her.

As Vaniel caressed Haldir's back with her free hand, she brought the other to the front of his leggings. Her thighs were spread out for him, and her mouth still suckled his nipple, his moans increasing and ardent. He still maddened her by exploring her honeyed sweetness. Guided by passion, Vaniel gently cupped the bulge between Haldir's legs, feeling the hardness of him, tracing its girth delicately. She knew instinctively this was her aim and she gently squeezed.

When Vaniel touched Haldir's erect penis, the knowledge it was she, and the pressure of her fingers, coupled with the images of their lovemaking in his mind, combined to drive rational thought from him, and a long, deep, sensual moan escaped him. He licked his lips, while she drove him mad, still suckling his nipple and now tugging at his hardness which strained desperately against the fabric of the confining leggings.

Unable to maintain the speed of his thrusting hand, Haldir removed his fingers from Vaniel's body and this brought a moan of displeasure from her. But Vaniel was soon lost in the love and passion she felt for Haldir.

While she still cupped him and gently squeezed him, Vaniel brought her other hand to the waistband of Haldir's leggings. Hooking two fingers inside the garment, Vaniel felt his warm skin against her fingers and when she pulled down, Haldir hissed in passion. She pulled again and the garment gave way. Now raising herself into a kneeling position and breaking free of his nipple, Vaniel lowered Haldir onto the mossy ground, his eyes watching her with undisguised need and desire.

Swiftly, Vaniel pulled his leggings down only to be foiled by the boots he wore. Laughing gently, Haldir said, "Let me help you with that." But Vaniel shook her head and pushed Haldir down on his back.

"Nay, let me, my love." Vaniel kissed him with her gaze, her eyes running over his body. Haldir, for the first time in his very long life, felt the weight of another being's stare on his body and it pleased him. He watched Vaniel's eyes as she silently gazed down on him.

Reaching for his legs, Vaniel removed each boot and then pulled the leggings clear from his body and tossed it aside.

Running her gaze over him she was struck at his physical beauty and the strength of his body. Pale skin that glimmered like her own, his legs were well developed and well muscled. Her eyes came to rest upon the golden nest of curls that framed his already-hardened manhood which stood proud and erect for her, and instinctively she reached for him. Vaniel's slender fingers gently wrapped around his shaft.

Haldir's response was immediate and he let out a deep, long moan, his hips nearly lifting off the ground in a ecstatic wave of pleasure. Her hands were warm and gentle, her fingers encircling him and beginning to tug on him. The fire of desire and pleasure began to mount, rising in his loins, coursing like a wild flame, fanning throughout his body. With his eyes closed and his breathing coming quickly, he rasped, "Vaniel, I cannot control myself. You bring me to ecstacy!" At this his body tensed and Vaniel watched in fascination and desire for him as his manhood swelled larger in her hand, throbbed and his warm seed spurted into her open palm. Writhing and groaning, Haldir's body arched away from Vaniel, while she still held him, a strange desire to suckle his staff coming to her, but she did not act on it.

Yet, when she licked a nipple, Haldir hissed and raised his hands to her head, "Sweet, it is too much. I need a moment's sanity." He smiled lovingly and caressed her face.

Vaniel smiled, glad in her heart that it was to her that Haldir had given his body and heart. Watching his eyes as they watched hers, they smiled at one another. Reaching for his cloak, Haldir wiped Vaniel's hand and then brought her to his arms and together they rested on the brown earth.

In the distance, the sound of running water was still heard and then a gentle wind brought the sounds of song and laughter from the Royal House.

Without stirring, Haldir hugged Vaniel tightly to him, "I love you, my little Vaniel." His soul rejoiced at the sounds of those words.

Vaniel's heart swelled, "I love you, Haldir of Lorien." Her voice almost broke at the strength of her love for this elf.

Together they watched the stars above them and a little while later Vaniel, still nestled in Haldir's arms, spoke softly, "Haldir, did you intend for Eodwyn to court me?" She did not look at Haldir as she asked the question. She felt his chest rise and fall with the deep breath he took.

"Nay," he replied calmly, his voice hushed, but clear. "I did not. But that is what he desired for he told me he meant to wed you."

At this, Vaniel leaned on an elbow and rose to meet Haldir's gaze. His eyes shifted from the stars to her face. "I would never have stayed with him....do you not know this?" Her eyes held his calmly.

Haldir's sapphire eyes never wavered, "Yes, I knew...still," He closed his eyes briefly. "Still, I thought you would be far happier without me..." he watched her carefully now. "You still can."

Vaniel smiled, "What a foolish elf you are!" She exclaimed and lightly caressed his chest, but Haldir, who needed a clear head, caught her hand in his.

"Now I know it." Haldir smiled in return. "For I think we are now bonded, Vaniel...I cannot bear the thought of living the world's ages without you by my side." He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it.

Vaniel's joy shone in her face, "Nor can I, for I've decided that the world of Men is not for me. I too feel we bonded the night we spent together at the Prancing Pony and since then my heart weeps at the thought of being apart from you." She leaned and kissed him lightly, but Haldir enfolded her tightly to his chest and deepened the kiss, the contact growing passionate and heated.

When the kiss ended, Vaniel rested her head on Haldir's chest and he idly caressed her hair. The night breeze cooled them and soothed them. They were content in the silence, neither needing to speak, so lost were they in each other's presence.

But after a while, Haldir stirred and Vaniel brought her eyes to meet his. She saw him frown. "What is it, meleth?" She asked him, concern marking her features.

Haldir looked at Vaniel gravely, " 'Tis Eodwyn."

"What of him?" Vaniel asked, putting her head on his shoulder.

"The man gave me his word bond that he would see to your safety while you are in Gondor," he began carefully, "'twas then he mistook my words and bade me give him your troth."

Vaniel's eyes flew to Haldir, "Did you do such a thing, verily?" She cried. "But why, Haldir, why?" Her eyes widened in sudden fear. What would the man do now?

"Nay, Vaniel, 'tis not as you fear. I told him I could not give him your troth." He caressed her back, noticing the worried creases on her brow.

"Did you think I would hand you over so easily?" He asked her softly, pulling her down onto his body.

Vaniel gave Haldir a sideway glance, "If not for the fact that I know you, Haldir of Lorien, I would have said, yes, you had given me to the man!" Her voice reflected a growing worry that Haldir did not miss.

"Well, then you would have been very mistaken, elen min, for I gave him no such bond. I am telling you this so that no fear or doubt pierces your heart. I belong to you, and to none other, and you," he pulled her closer to his mouth, "you belong to me and no other."

His eyes glowed with passion. "Kiss me, sweet," Haldir demanded hoarsely, "kiss me and help me forget what a fool I have been."

Smiling gently, Vaniel dipped her lips closer to Haldir's mouth and he caught her face, and with a moan of desire, devoured her mouth in a kiss of longing, a kiss that told her in no uncertain terms she belonged to him and that he did not share what was his.

Passion and fire coursing through her veins, Vaniel returned the kiss and let him know that she was his and he was her very own beloved.

A moment later, Vaniel raised her head and looked down at Haldir, her eyes taking on a playful glint. Holding his gaze, she dipped her hands between his legs and reached for him. At once Haldir's eyes closed and he grinned, his manhood beginning to swell in Vaniel's hand.

"My Lady!" He exclaimed, as a low growl escaped him, "Have you no mercy?"

Vaniel lowered her mouth to his and increased the pressure of her hand, "None." She whispered and brought her lips closer to his penis as Haldir watched her with surprise. Would she give him this greatest of all delights?

Vaniel played with Haldir for a moment, touching the very tip of him, delighting in the velvet softness of him, noting the warmth of him, and how he strained toward her hands.

Smiling, she gave him a playful look, "Much have I heard of this sweet delight, and now you've given it to me, I must return the courtesy, my Lord."

Before Haldir could reply, he felt Vaniel's warmth breath on his member and then cried outloud as her tongue gently traced the length of him. Surely, he was dreaming, was he not? Where would Vaniel have learned this? Yet, his mind told him that it mattered not, for she was with him now, loving him, spurring him to an ecstacy he knew from friends and family few elleths gave.

Suddenly, he found himself enveloped in a moist heat and a velvet tongue whirled around him. Involuntarily, his hips arched into Vaniel's mouth and he buried his hands in her hair, finally losing his strength and collapsing on the ground as Vaniel licked and tugged on him, using her mouth and lips in ways he would never have thought possible of her. Then, the sweet vortex of ecstacy coursed into his belly, trailing down his legs, into his staff, out of his body and back again and with a grunt, he released his seed into Vaniel's mouth. He held her afterward, as his body calmed, thinking he had not desired this to pass and he sat up and gave her a concerned look.

"Vaniel?" His eyes looked into her face. Much to his surprise, he saw Vaniel smile and she leaned into his chest and placed her head against him. He brought his arms around her in a silent embrace, not wishing to question her, seeing in her eyes love and acceptance there. Yet, it was she who spoke first.

"I love you, Haldir." Her words were gentle.

Haldir tightened his embrace, "And I love you, Vaniel." He placed a little distance between them so he could lower his head and capture her mouth in a deep kiss.

Long minutes later, Haldir tore his mouth away from Vaniel's lips and sought clarity of mind, for a desire burned in his spirit and mind and he knew the time was at hand.

Making his voice as gentle as he could, Haldir stared into Vaniel's eyes, noting the deep golden glow of old had returned, their fires burning with renewed life force. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Will you pledge your troth to me, Vaniel?" Haldir sat up and looked down at Vaniel. The wind had carelessly tossed a brown curl over her bosom and partially covered one rosy nipple. But he was wont to see it again, so he moved the brown lock from the taut nipple and caressed it with the palm of his hand.

Vaniel moaned his name, and then met his gaze, "Haldir..." She whispered softly. "Oh, Haldir..." She said his name again, delighting in the tension his ministrations to her breast were making her feel. She smiled and arched her back."Oh...." She breathed and then stilled his hand by covering it with her own. She needed to think. Suddenly, it dawned on her...what had he asked her? Her eyes grew large with surprise.

"Yes!" Vaniel exclaimed and this brought a smile from Haldir who had been watching the incredible display of emotions cross her face. "I will!" She sat up and faced him, "Will you pledge yours to me?" Her voice held a tinge of anxiety but vanished when Haldir smiled.

"Yes, Vaniel of Imladris, that I will. Come what may, my little Vaniel. I pledge my troth to you." At these words, Haldir pulled Vaniel into a tight embrace. "But I have no silver band to give you." He whispered close to her ear.

"We need no rings to prove our love, Haldir." Vaniel responded, her face hidden in his chest.

Then they parted in unison, their eyes serious and gazing deeply into the other's. It was Haldir who broke the spell first, caressing Vaniel's face, his gentle fingers tracing the contours of her lips. Slowly, he lowered her to the ground.

"You taste of Summer wine, " he breathed, looking at her mouth, as she licked her lips, and then raising his eyes to hers. "And your nipples are sweet like roses and lilacs," His hands cupped her breasts, while Haldir brought the thumbs to flick their peaks. "And your moistness is like honey unto me," His voice was low, intimate and sensual as he cupped her mound. He watched her mouth, and then her eyes, seeing the desire flash within their depths as his words seduced her and made her ready for him again. "And when I suckle you, my bird, your sweet moans turn my blood to fire." He lowered his golden head and captured a single coral tip which soon stood stiffly inside his mouth.

Vaniel rocked in his arms, a sweet lethargy spreading throughout her body, letting Haldir taste her and love her with his mouth.

Then Haldir brought his body against Vaniel and she felt his manhood, hard again, demanding attention. His mouth never leaving her breasts, she began to feel the familiar ache in her loins and she arched herself against him, but this time noting that Haldir's hips moved in a slow circular fashion, pressing into her.

Leaving her breasts and trailing a course of kisses down her stomach, Haldir cupped her curled mound and gently teased her. He heard Vaniel's quickly indrawn breath. Gently rubbing her, he gazed at her face.

"I know you have never been with another." He saw Vaniel shake her head.

"Not until you," She breathed and returned Haldir's smile.

She saw him suddenly frown, but that was quickly forgotten when his fingers slipped inside of her. Together they groaned and Haldir felt Vaniel's sheath begin to tighten. Not wishing her pleasure to end so quickly, he slipped out of her and this drew a small moan of protest from Vaniel.

Haldir smiled and kissed her long and deep, licking her tongue, teasing her by nipping her lips. "Patience, my sweet." He breathed against her mouth.

Using his thighs, Haldir spread Vaniel's legs and then massaged the inside of her thighs, moving toward her belly, rubbing the stiff nipples. All the while Vaniel writhed and moaned, her eyes closed, her voice calling his name.

Moving slowly, Haldir pressed his body against Vaniel again, his thighs dancing a circular rhythm as his manhood pressed against her. Slowly, Haldir brought the tip of his manhood to rest within the soft curls of her mound, and then shifting his body slightly, slipped between the curls, parting the folds of her femininity and gently eased inside her body.

Vaniel tensed at the fullness inside of her, but his soft whispers helped her relax.

"Hush, sweet..." Haldir told Vaniel, "be still....slowly.....ever so slowly....." His ragged whisper urged, as his tongue licked her mouth and she returned the kiss.

Gently, Haldir eased himself inside her, rocking her body with his own so that he could sink deeper without causing her too much discomfort. But as he expected, he soon felt her maidenhead and slowed even more, eventually stilling so that Vaniel could grow accustomed to his girth. Reaching between their joined bodies, Haldir found her sensitive spot and gently caressed her. As he did so, he felt Vaniel's sheath tense around him and he groaned deeply in his chest. He had no idea teaching Vaniel would bring such ecstacy.

As Haldir explored her, Vaniel was quickly becoming delirious. She moved against him, arching her hips in an ancient invitation.

Understanding her silent message, Haldir hesitated, "Nay sweet....very slow, for there may be some pain for you at the first...."

But when Vaniel reached behind Haldir and pressed him down toward her as she in turn met him with a upward thrust, Haldir checked himself and held back. This brought a moan of frustration from Vaniel and a smile from Haldir.

Moving himself, still sheathed inside her body, but not fully, Haldir brought Vaniel's thighs to rest on his side. This gave her freer movement and she quickly took the advantage, pressing her body toward him, easing him into her body, and then tensing when his manhood pressed against her intact innocence.

Haldir inhaled a ragged breath, "Slowly, sweet....take me slowly....my hardness will not diminish for I burn for you..." He was using every ounce of self-control to keep from fully sheathing himself in her moist heat, but he did not wish to cause her pain, so he was content with letting her set the pace.

Haldir's words seduced Vaniel so fully that she had no thought of pain or discomfort, although she had always known this was true for all females at their first intimate contact. But when Haldir urged her to take him slowly, Vaniel felt a current of energy, buzzing about her head, which made her desire him more. So, spurred by his intoxicating words, Vaniel groaned and pushed Haldir back to the ground. Quickly, she straddled him, her slender legs on either side of his body. In the sudden movement, Haldir slipped out of Vaniel's body and his manhood was painfully pressed beneath Vaniel's hips.

"What is this, sweet?" Haldir laughed, seeing the passion flare in her golden eyes, loving the feeling of being seduced by Vaniel.

Bucking himself to move her, Vaniel twisted toward his chest and eased herself upward. As she pressed down to kiss his mouth, he pushed upward toward her body, and Haldir's fully hardened manhood slipped inside Vaniel's moist folds, fully sheathing itself inside of her.

Vaniel's eyes widened with pain, sudden and unexpected, as she felt herself filled with Haldir's body. Haldir fought the delirium he felt and quickly reached up to Vaniel and raised her hips off his body, to lighten the sensation and the pain. But in doing so, Vaniel felt Haldir's manhood slowly move inside her body. With the movement there was discomfort and she stilled, letting him move her instead.

Vaniel smiled wanly at her heart's love, and murmured, "I am sorry, Haldir...sorry..." and she closed her eyes. Haldir grasped her hips gently, slowly moving her off his body and leaving only the tip of his manhood inside of her. Yet, Vaniel had become aware that the pain was passing, and she was now feeling another entirely different sensation.

Experimenting, Vaniel moved her hips side to side, slowly, hesitantly. Conscious that the fire in her loins was beginning to stir, Vaniel groaned loudly and breathed in deeply only to moan out Haldir's name.

Feeling guilty at not having controlled himself better, Haldir mistook Vaniel's reaction as a painful consequence of their sudden and unexpected joining.

Grasping Vaniel firmly by the hips, Haldir sought to ease her off his body, but as he did so, Vaniel opened her eyes and looked down on him, "Nay, Haldir...leave me ...let me have you thus."

Haldir's sapphire blue eyes widened, "Are you certain, my sweet?" His voice was ragged. He was quickly losing control as Vaniel's body clenched and tightened around him. "Oh sweet...." Haldir groaned and closed his eyes, his hands reaching to fondle Vaniel's breasts.

At Haldir's touch, Vaniel lowered herself onto Haldir's manhood and arched her back. The movement buried him deeply into her body and Haldir groaned. Unable to contain himself any longer, he bucked upward, thrusting into her body, but knowing that in this position Vaniel dictated their speed and movement.

Inexperienced as she was, Vaniel knew enough to realize that Haldir was in agony and her slow movements brought him pleasure. Moving in little circles, she quickly realized this not only pleased Haldir, but it brought flashes of desire and currents of ecstacy for her. Still, he urged her, his words thrilling her and bringing her to a peak of delirium.

"Slowly....love....slowly...move your body slowly..." Haldir held Vaniel's hips as she began to ease herself up and down, moving down to meet his upward thrusts. "I don't wish to hurt you, Vaniel....slow, sweet...slow." Haldir's voice cracked with the strain of holding back.

But Vaniel no longer felt pain. She felt desire, delirium, passion and love for the elf who was slowly bonding his soul with her own. Smiling down at him, her amber eyes flashed with need and desire. "There is no more pain, my love....let me love you, Haldir...fully...completely." Her mouth lowered to his and she captured Haldir's mouth in a kiss of fire.

Haldir's mind reeled at her words and his body finally free, he sucked her mouth as his hands gripped her hips and brought her down fully on his manhood. Instantly, he was sheathed and both groaned as they kissed, passion consuming them like a river of molten fire.

Haldir began to thrust in earnest, holding Vaniel's hips down as she pressed to meet his upward movements. He felt her body heat encase him, tense and relax against him and it was this rhythmic movement that was slowly driving him to the edge of reason.

His hands reached to Vaniel's breasts and his thumbs caressed her nipples. As the tension between their bodies mounted, Vaniel felt Haldir's body begin to convulse beneath her, his breathing growing more ragged. Quickly, he raised her hips only to bring them down again, as he sheathed and unsheathed himself, taking Vaniel to a new height of pleasure she never even knew existed. When Haldir opened his eyes and stared at the beauty above him, he groaned and arched himself deeply into her, as he felt his release coursing through him and spurting deeply into her. As Haldir rocked his climax, Vaniel felt her own body tense and the waves of pleasure once again took over, clouding her mind to everything save that she was with the one who would forever be hers.

Just then, their bodies still merged and joined, pleasure slowed to combine with need and desire into a sweet emotion that enveloped each elf, filling their hearts with an overwhelming love and hunger for the other. Their passion spent, now was the moment that their bonding took, as they realized for the first time that the love each held for the other was so encompassing, so complete, that one could literally feel the life force of the other.

Moving her legs aside of Haldir, Vaniel felt him slip out of her and she put her head on his chest, both heaving, spent with their delirium, wanting more, but needing to rest first.

Haldir turned his head toward Vaniel and smiled, tucking stray strands of hair behind her ears. As he watched her peaceful face, he was greeted with the warm golden gaze of her eyes. They shone with love.

Vaniel saw the devotion in Haldir's eyes and smiled.

"Will you be my wife?" Haldir asked Vaniel. His voice was low, intimate and its depth enthralled her to her very toes.

"Yes, I will be your wife." Vaniel took Haldir's hand, the one still playing with her hair, and brought it to her lips and she planted a gentle kiss on its open palm. Looking into his eyes, she asked him, "Will you be my husband?"

Haldir nodded and leaned over to kiss her gently, "Yes, for all of the ages of the world and beyond to whatever is the fate of elves."

Tears formed in Haldir's eyes and for the first time in over four thousand years, not since he had been an untried young elf, did he allow his tears to flow. Vaniel frowned and wiped them away. But she stilled when Haldir smiled and kissed her again, this time the kiss being more sensual. "Nay, I weep for joy."

Vaniel, her own eyes brimming with tears, laughed and cried at the same time. "Then do we declare before the Valar we are wedded and bonded, each to the other?"

Haldir held her and answered, "And may the Valar hold me to this through the ages, for I will surely never leave you. Not freely or willingly." Tightly he held Vaniel, his heart light and glad for the first time in many ages.

Below them, away from the private wood, sat two uncomfortable elves, whose keen hearing had picked up the passionate sounds of lovemaking.

Ramion turned at last to Nithoniel, whom he noticed was shifting uncomfortably on a low tree branch.

"We make for Imladris soon."

Nithoniel nodded, "Not soon enough." He agreed, thinking of his own sweet wife.

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Key:

elen = star
elen min = my star
meleth = beloved/loved one

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