The Ties That Bind Us

Disclaimer: see chap 1

Without further ado….

Chapter 3: Affirmation

Shar looked at Haldir, clearly wondering why he was sitting on top of the coverlet completely nude.

The Marchwarden watched her look him up and down with a puzzled expression. He just didn't want to do the wrong thing again. He smiled and climbed to his side of their bed, sliding under the blanket. He pulled her close to him, wrapping his strong arms around her. He spooned his body next to hers, just holding her close and whispering, "You. Are. My. Everything." He wanted desperately just to fall asleep with her in his arms.

Shar curled reflexively against his chest, looking up at his face.

Haldir locked eyes with her. There is no more perfect place than this. This is where I belong. A sheepish smile graced his lips as he moved his head forward and barely touched the tip of his nose to hers then retreated back to where he was.

The red-head frowned, expecting him to kiss her.

Haldir loved that pouty frown. He took that as an invitation and brushed his lips against hers, mouth partly open, inviting her in if she wanted to deepen the kiss. He so desperately wanted to kiss her so thoroughly her toes would curl.

Shar slowly responded to his touch, kissing him back softly before running her tongue along his bottom lip.

Haldir moaned softly, answering her by sliding his tongue along her upper lip before meeting with hers, tangling together in a perfect dance. He shuddered uncontrollably at the contact of her tongue on his.

She reacted instantly to the intensifying kiss, pressing her hands against his chest over the healing marks previously left by her nails. The wounds had closed and were only red half-moons against his pale skin.

He brought his hand alongside her face before gently running just his index finger lightly along her curves to settle his hand on her hip and pull her closer to him. He then moved his hand to the small of her back to hold her close to him, tracing tiny circles with his fingers across her skin.

The red-head shivered at his touch, remembering countless pleasant times. Striving to deepen the kiss she wrapped her arms around his neck, her hands sliding into his hair.

Haldir felt her shiver and pulled her even closer. One soul. We are two halves of one soul together. I love you. He ran his hand down to gently cup her backside with his long, slender fingers, applying gentle pressure.

Shar released frequent moans into his mouth, her body reacting to his intoxicating proximity. She moaned openly into his mouth, her hands pulling at his hair, body writhing under his talented hands.

The Marchwarden could feel the heat resonating off her form. He removed his hand from her backside and traced it up her side, pausing for a second at her hip to trace another circle. He then continued up her side to rest the hand over her ribs just below her arm, on the outside of her generous breast.

Haldir's hand left a tingling trail of goose bumps along her sensitized skin. His touch was like fire, igniting the flames of her passion as heat built between her thighs. She rubbed her nipples against his chest, wondering how he would react. Are we ok now? I want us to be ok.

The Marchwarden moaned again, more loudly this time. The feel of her erect nipples rubbing against his bare skin made him feel like he was on fire. With the hand resting on her outer breast, he brought his thumb up and rubbed the nipple, catching the beaded ring. His movements were gentle at first, becoming rougher, twisting the ring lightly between his thumb and forefinger.

He was all too aware of the heat that had flooded between Shar's thighs. He could smell her heightening arousal. Aching with need he gave up his internal battle, allowing his body to succumb and react to her, lengthening his desire.

Shar let her hips rock forward against his now evident throbbing arousal, moaning loudly against their joined lips, her nails dragging down his arms, raising goose bumps in their wake.

Haldir shifted his knee forward, nudging his leg between hers. Exerting gentle pressure with the back of his calf against her leg he encouraged her to wrap her leg about his hip. He could feel how wet she was against his thigh and thanked the Valar again for guiding him to his match.

His tongue toyed with the stud in hers, again surprised at how he immediately thought of how it felt against his length. His hips involuntarily rocked forward and back again as he lost himself in her. He wanted nothing more than to be one with her again, inside of her, filling her completely. He could feel himself throbbing against her curls. He broke the kiss to reach down and take a nipple ring in his mouth, sucking with near bruising intensity.

She arched into his touch, moaning as his head dropped lower. She tightened her leg around his hip, wordlessly pulling him closer, a veritable scream leaving her lips as he tugged on the nipple-ring, sucking it into his mouth. Her nails dug almost painfully into his back leaving trails of fire in their wake.

Haldir rolled onto his back, pulling her with him, shifting them perfectly so he was poised at her wet entrance. He paused briefly before claiming her mouth again, tongues dancing wildly. He used every ounce of self restraint he had left to not impale her on his length right then. He opened his eyes and asked her with his eyes, Are you sure? Do you really want this? I am yours. I will follow you anywhere.

Shar's answer was to shift back, dropping her weight, impaling herself on his throbbing length in one fluid motion. Tremors shook her body as she readjusted to his length and girth, falling forward against his chest, her legs tightening against his hips. She slid her hands to the back of his neck, urging him forward for a kiss as she rotated her hips. She moved almost frantically for a moment, using the last of her energy before collapsing against his chest, too exhausted to be in control. She silently pled with her eyes for him to do what he still had the strength for and she did not.

That was all he needed. He quickly claimed her mouth and reversed their positions, never leaving her warm folds. They were like one. With renewed strength he never knew he had he thrust gently in and out of her with fluid motion, feeling her channel spasm and contract around his throbbing length.

He restrained himself from pounding into her with his desperate need to climb inside her, be one with the other half of his soul. A single tear escaped his eye to mingle with the tiny beads of sweat forming on his face as she tightened around him, the first wave of ecstasy hitting, her nails digging into his back, driving him onward.

Shar gasped as he easily flipped them, never breaking their intimate contact. His mouth claimed hers, wringing another gasp from her as he moved within her with deliberate abandon, desperation and restraint tempering his movements, ever mindful of her pleasure.

She crossed her ankles loosely behind his backside, for once content to play a completely passive role as he thrust steadily into her. His tongue dueling with hers mimicked the movement of his hips, his thrusts angled to stimulate both her clit and the internal bundle of nerves in her channel.

Between his tongue and thrusts she felt herself quickly nearing completion. Her cries mingled with his as he pushed them over the edge together, thrusting shallowly several more times before allowing her muscles to wring every drop from his length.

Wave after glorious wave rushed through Haldir's body in the most powerful orgasm he'd ever had in all his years with Shar. He felt her twist and spasm around his shaft, softly crying out his name. Spent of every last drop, he came to rest against her, his head buried in the curve of her neck, not daring to break their contact.

Haldir opened his eyes and looked on her with more emotion than he ever thought possible. He tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear and traced the outline of her face with a finger. He placed a gentle kiss on the end of her nose and brought his forehead to rest against hers, staring intently into the face of his reason for living. He whispered softly, "You are my everything."

Shar looked into his eyes panting softly as she felt every twitch of his length within her, wondering at the sense of completion she felt every time they were thus. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment as he graced her nose with a brush of a kiss. They reopened as he rested his forehead against hers, his soul laid bare to her in his eyes. Everything was there for her to see if she but wished to look.

Her face suddenly twisted painfully as she cried out, "A'melamin (beloved)," before bursting into wracking sobs. Unable to contain the grief she now believed she had caused him, she turned her face away, believing herself unworthy of the attentions of such a creature.

Haldir's brows knit together in concern, thinking he had hurt her in some way. "My love, look at me. Please tell me what is wrong. What have I done?"

Shar shook her head, trying to convey that it wasn't his fault. Inconsolable, she cried. My fault, all my fault, always my fault. Refusing to meet his gaze she tried to twist out of his grip.

Haldir refused to let her go. Picking up on the direction her thoughts had taken he murmured, "It's not your fault at all. Never think that. I made a horrible mistake. Please forgive me." He held onto her for dear life. Whispering softly, "You are the air I breathe. It's not your fault. Never think that. You are the air."

It was as if Haldir's words were coming from far away. Shar's ears felt like they were stuffed with cotton. While she did not doubt the sincerity of Haldir's far-off voice she could not bring herself to believe them either. Always my fault. Alwaysalwaysalways, repeated over and over in her head like a broken record.

Her breath hitched in her chest. She was almost too exhausted to breathe, every gasp of air labored, her denial and culpability washing over her, she thrashed her head side to side until utterly exhausted she could no longer move. She could barely breathe, her eyes glazed over with grief.

Haldir could see her exhaustion. Being much stronger, it took little effort to hold her still, but he knew he had to reach her. He could tell she was far off somewhere, probably in one of the hells designed for her at the Academy.

He continued to speak softly, urgently to her, "Hear my voice. Know that I love you. It is not your fault. Never your fault. Come back to me. Feel me. Feel what we have together. Open your eyes. Feel my arms around you, my breath on your face, my lips on your lips. Come back to me. My love. Come back, please." His voice caught on the last word.

Shar's breathing slowed until it would have appeared to the unknowing eye that she was sleeping in the manner of elves, eyes wide open. Her mind drifted to far darker places, in the space of milliseconds reliving years of past hurt leading up to this moment and the realization that Haldir was her match. He completed her in ways she never knew existed, their spirits literally entwined.

Haldir watched Shar with growing apprehension as her breathing seemed to stop, her eyes going dark. Something snapped within the Marchwarden. He gripped Shar's shoulders and began shaking her, oblivious to the marks his fingers were leaving on her skin. He practically screamed, "NO! YOU WILL NOT LEAVE ME! I CAN'T BE HERE WITHOUT YOU! NO NO NO!"

He slid out of her and to his knees, pulling her limp form up against his chest. Hot tears poured from his eyes as he sobbed, cradling her against his chest. He felt it when her already shallow breathing ceased, a strangled cry tearing from his chest. He turned his face toward the heavens, imploring the Valar for mercy.

Haldir felt all the strength flee from his body as he buried his face in her gleaming red hair. Never relinquishing his hold on her lifeless form he fell to his side on the bed, unable to hold them up. He continued to sob softly into her hair as he felt his own breath leave him.

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