Entanglement

Entanglement

Chapter 4
Author: Frosty the Junior Mint
Rated: NC-17
Codes: Legolas, Haldir, Elrond, OC, AU, N/C
Summary: Novlomiel is sentenced to marriage, but it doesn't work out as planned.
Disclaimer: Tolkien's stuff isn't mine.
Author's Notes: Yes, another one of those fics from Frosty. Please R&R!

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Late that afternoon, there was a knock on Novlomiel's door. She hesitated answering it, still a little nervous about her earlier visit, but opened it when she heard Haldir call for her.

"Sorry," she said, letting him in, "I was changing." He had a look on his face that made her think he had bad news, and when he sat down in a chair and sighed heavily, she knew something was wrong. "What the matter?" she asked tentatively, sitting down across from him.

"These talks," he said, shaking his head, "They really aren't going so well. Rivendell isn't co-operating. They've decided to move the discussions to Lothlorien, so Celeborn can deal with Elrond."

Novlomiel nodded, not quite understanding what the problem was. She was glad that Elrond wouldn't be around anymore. Then it occured to her. "Does that mean you have to leave, too?" she asked, frowning.

He looked sad. "Yeah," he said, "I'm sorry. We have to postpone the wedding."

A week ago, this news would've thrilled her. But today she felt saddened. "Oh," she said, disappointed, "How long?"

He shook his head. "I don't know. These talks are important. They could take a while." He licked his lips and went to sit beside her on the sofa. Taking her hands, he smiled and looked into her eyes. "I never thought I'd be disappointed at postponing an arranged marriage," he said, amusement in his eyes. She smiled and nodded. "But I have my orders."

"I understand," she said, sighing. Perhaps it was for the best, that it not be rushed. Still, she was sad that he had to leave. "I don't want you to go. Maybe I should come with."

"No," he said, "That's too dangerous." She knew he would respond that way, so she only nodded her head in response. "I promise I'll be back, though. As soon as I can."

She smiled. "I know. When do you leave?"

"Tomorrow." Novlomiel's heart fell. She wished they had more time together. The look in his eyes told her he felt the same thing. "I'm free tonight, though. Maybe we could spend our last night together?"

"I'd like that," she said, squeezing his hand. She got up when he did, and walked with him to the door.

"I have to get back," he said, opening the door, "But I'll see you tonight, okay?" When she nodded, he kissed her on the forehead and left. She closed the door behind him, the incident with Elrond completely forgotten.

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Later that evening, Novlomiel had expected Haldir when she heard a knock at the door. But it had been Legolas instead, and he now sat across from her in her house, his eyes sad and distant.

"You have to leave, too?" she asked, her voice quiet. "I don't want you to leave." He had come to tell her that he was being sent to Lothlorien as the spokeself for Mirkwood. Her stomach twisted in knots at this. She thought she would at least have Legolas to keep her company after Haldir left. But now, it seemed she would be alone.

He sighed and sat back. "I don't want to leave, either," he said, massaging his hands. "I don't like leaving you here alone."

Licking her lips, Novlomiel sat forward. "I'll be okay, but I'm going to be so worried about you and Haldir. And lonely." She reached over and squeezed Legolas' knee. "I want you both to be alright."

He looked miserable. "I know," he replied, getting up and moving out of her reach. He stared out the window and crossed his arms. "This whole thing is ridiculous. Rivendell will never submit to us."

"I don't care about that. I just want you two to come home quickly." She watched him from her chair, feeling tortured. The two people who meant the most to her were going away, someplace potenly dly dangerous. She wanted to go with them. But she knew they, and the King, would never allow that.

Legolas only stared out the window. He was so quiet and reserved. Unemotional. It wasn't like him. "Haldir is coming," he said finally, and she opened her mouth to speak, but he only cut her off. "We're leaving at dawn," he said, opening the door, "I hope I'll see you there."

Before she could say anything, he had left, leaving the door wide open. She approached it to call for him, but Legolas was gone. She took a deep, sad breath and waited for Haldir.

"You alright?" he asked as he stepped inside. "I saw Legolas leave. He didn't look very happy."

Novlomiel rubbed her eyes. "He wasn't. He just came by to tell me he was going with you tomorrow." She looked up and saw Haldir nodding softly. "Why didn't you tell me?"

He shrugged. "He's your friend. I thought he would want to tell you himself." Noticing her distress, he rubbed her arm and smiled. "I'll make sure nothing happens to him, alright?"

Novlomiel laughed lightly. "Just don't let him know about that. He wouldn't appreciate it." She hugged into him and inhaled his scent. He felt so warm, she wanted nothing more than to melt into him. "Thank you," she whispered.

He kissed her head and held her. "No problem," he said, rocking her slightly. She shivered in his arms. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," she breathed, looking up at him, "I just...I just want to be near you." She smiled and he leaned down to kiss her, taking her face in his hands. She sighed happily when they parted.

He took her hand gently and led her to the bedroom. He kissed her again and began undressing her, starting with her top. He was so soft and slow, and she knew he was being gentle with her because this was to be their last time for quite a while. She appreciated it.

Their tongues met and massaged unhurriedly, and Novlomiel moaned against his movements. His hands ran over her breasts and down to her waist, pulling her shirt from her skirt. He pulled the top over her head, parting from her mouth for an instant, and kissed her again when the top landed on the floor.

Novlomiel undid Haldir's buttons and pushed his shirt from his shoulders. Her hands ran down is chest and rested at the hem of his pants. She fiddled with his zipper, and his kisses increased in intensity.

Working at her bra, he undid it and pulled it from her arms. His hands rubbed up her arms to her face where he held and sent his tongue deep into her mouth. Novlomiel ran her hands back up his body and to his shoulders, where she held tight as he swirled his tongue over hers in lust.

Moving swiftly, Haldir picked her up and held her in his arms as he kneeled down on the bed and placed her gently in the middle. She smiled as he pulled her skirt off her legs and started on his own pants. When he was in his underwear, he laid over top of her and kissed her, nipping at her lips.

"I want this to be memorable for you," he said, gazing into her eyes. "I want you to tell me what you want."

She smiled softly and tucked his hair behind his ears. "I just want you," she said, "It'll be memorable no matter what."

"I love you," he whispered, pressing his lips to hers in a chaste kiss. "I want you to know that."

She bit her lip and smiled. Before she could respond, though, Haldir kissed her again more insistently. Novlomiel responded to his mouth and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close. She felt his hand travel down her abdomen and to her pelvis, where his fingers rubbed at her panties. She arched into his touch and moaned as his stroking increased in pressure.

Spurred on by her movements, Haldir pushed aside her underwear and sent his fingers underneath, moving slowly against her flesh. Novlomiel gasped at the touch and her eyes fluttered in pleasure. Haldir smiled as he watched her bite her lips and lean back.

He sent a finger into her warmth and thrust softly, watching her move beneath him. She gripped his shoulders tightly as he pushed another finger into her and massaged her with his thumb. Her breathing became ragged as she clenched her legs around his hand, urging him further into her body.

"Does that feel good?" he whispered, watching her intently. Her eyes opened and stared into his, and he smiled at how dark and distant she looked.

Biting her lower lip, she moaned softly as an answer. He increased his thrusting movements and she arched into him. "Haldir," she breathed, "I want...more." Her breathing was shallow and she was trying to hold back. "Please..." she begged.

He pulled his fingers out of her slowly and Novlomiel licked her lips as he pulled her underwear from her hips and down her legs, dragging his fingers along her skin all the way down. He quickly disrobed himself, slis pis protection over himself, and climbed back over her.

She opened her legs for him as he pressed downwards and entered her already sensitive body. "Oh God..." she gasped, as he thrust forward and continued his pleasurable assault.

Using both his hands, he pulled her thighs upward as he moved, allowing him better access. Novlomiel met his thrusts and arched her head back, and he attacked her throat, kissing and nipping at the skin. His deep moans caused her senses to reel, and she knew she wouldn't last long.

Her mind started to cloud as Haldir's movements became irratic. "Come on, baby," she heard him say, and moments after she met her release, holding him tightly and wrapping her legs around his. She felt him continue thrusting until he too moaned out in pleasure and fell against her, breathing deeply into her neck.

Novlomiel held her eyes closed as she moved her fingers through his golden hair. Everything felt so warm and hazy, and so perfect at this moment - she didn't want it to end. And she knew he felt the same way because, without speaking, he moved out of her and pulled her body to his, holding her firmly against him. The only sounds in the room were their deep breathing, and she felt comforted by that. And soon she fell into a peaceful, secure sleep.

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TBC