Nan Elmoth Diaries - Maeglin

Title: Nan Elmoth Diaries - Picking a flower 4/12
Author/Email: Aearwen ó Romendor; samthaseataon.at
Pairing: Maeglin/Lachiel (OFC)
Rating: R
Summary: Set in the depth of Nan Elmoth. Maeglin discovers an innocent elleth in Nan Elmoth.
Content: Graphic sex; defloweration
Disclaimer: Oh copyright I honor thee,I do not own anyone, anything etc in these chapters, but Lachiel is mine

Picking a flower
They finally had returned to the dwelling. Maeglin had gone to the pond to wash the filth of the last months off. The Naugrim did not care too much about washing themselves and he and Eöl had been working hard the whole time searching for ore.

Maeglin was now glad to be able to sit at the table and dipped his still warm bread into the pan to get the last chanterelles and golden gravy. With delight he let the last piece disappear into his mouth. And while he sat there and chewed his eyes traveled through the room. Eöl spoke of their findings, his mother and his advisers and servants listened.

Beside his father's friend sat a young elleth. He had seen her before, but never took much interest in her since she was so young. So he had missed that she had long reached majority. He gazed over her and as he did so, the elleth blushed.

Later Eöl demanded music and so the elves retreated the big chamber with the fire place. They laid down on the thick cave bear pelts around the mighty room high fire place. The room nicely heated up. Maeglin searched for the elleth and as he found her, he sat down beside her and smiled friendly. Something that made her blush again.

"You are lovely tonight, Lachiel. I have not seen you in a long time." He said as he slid closer to her to be able to whisper. He did not want to upset his father with speaking too loud. The young elleth gazed shortly at him and lowered her eyes to the ground before answering him "I was with my kin in the south and you were gone so long, Master Maeglin."

For a while all enjoyed the music and the singing. Maeglin had moved himself closer to her, so he could feel the warmth of her lithe body beside him. He was so much taller than the young elleth. While she forced herself to watch the singers, Maeglin realized that his eyes traveled down her neck to that soft cleavage that her dress showed. He imagined how soft her skin was and felt a tingling sensation traveling down to his groin.

He leaned back and started secretly to stroke her hand most gently. Lachiel shivered slightly under his touch and did not move her hand away. Instead she moved a little closer to him. She had admired him for years, but there always had been an elleth that wanted to claim him and she always thought that Maeglin would be never interested in her. She had worried about her chestnut brown hair being not pretty enough; she considered herself too small, at least beside Maeglin and she was sure that she her breasts were way to tiny to ever be able to please the eyes of the ellon. So she had spent her days dreaming of Maeglin.

All eyes and ears were fixed on the elves in front of them and the ellon took the opportunity to let his hand travel down from her hand to her thigh. He pushed the dress a little up so to continue stroking now her bare skin. It amused him, when the elleth inhaled awaiting.

Much to his displeasure the singing was over too soon and Eöl closed the evening, sending everyone to their chambers and little cottages. Maeglin got up and offered Lachiel his hand so she could rise from the ground. He bowed politely and looking deep into her green eyes he asked “Where are your chambers Lachiel. May I offer you my escort?” The young elleth blushed again and did not know where to put her hands or where to look and giggling she tried not to meet his eyes.

Maeglin walked her all the way to the cottage of her kin. Just as they reached the door step. He pulled her closer and softly stroked her back. He held her chin between two fingers and kissed her rosy lips. “Good night, sweet Lachiel.”

He turned and left to the main house to go to sleep. But the elleth stood still, touching her lips, where he just had kissed her. She was overwhelmed that Maeglin had shown interest in her and not enough he had brought her home.

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Maeglin watched her now like a hawk for the following months. He knew exactly where she went, what she did and when she ate or went to rest. He had found out, where he chamber was. During the days he was busy in the forge but in the evenings he tried to be near her. After the dinner he always invited her to sit close to him, hidden from the others in the shadow of the room. And he stole many innocent kisses from her when he brought her home. Maeglin was cunning.

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Lachiel enjoyed to be suddenly the center of the ellon’s attention. Her friends begrudged her new status.

In the nights she was resting in her bed, imagining how he would hold her close, if he would ask her to bond with him and when she thought of his hands roaming over her back while kissing her she felt a bitter sweet pain flowing through her belly.

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One evening the ellon had returned to the main house and retreated to his chamber. He felt no desire to talk to his father and his mother had long gone to bed. He neatly laid his clothes over a chair, rinsed his mouth with water one more time. Even though he had bathed earlier, he splashed some water onto his face, washed his hands and fixed his long black hair to one single braid.

He slipped under the pelts on his bed and looked out through the window at the full moon that stood high above the trees. He turned to the side and tried to sleep. But he could not. His thoughts constantly went to Lachiel. He wondered if she was asleep. Maeglin felt how he became aroused and sat up in his bed. He stood up, put his breeches on and threw his tunic over his broad shoulders. For a second he stared at his boots but decided to go barefoot. It would be more quiet.

Quickly he left and jogged to her house. He sneaked all around it first to find something to get to her window. The rain water barrel was to narrow. His keen sight, that had brought him his name, showed him a ladder. Noiseless he swiftly climbed it up until he was at her window. He quietly knocked on the shutters.

“Who is there?” Lachiel asked surprised and a little scared.

“It’s me. Maeglin. Can you open your window?”

Lachiel climbed out of her bed and walked over to the window.

“If my adar finds you out there, he is going to slay you!”

“Open the window and he will not find me.”

“I shall not open. I will get in terrible troubles.”

“Lachiel please. I only want to talk to you and be near you.”

Maeglin ducked as the shutters were slowly, and without making any noise, opened.

Lachiel appeared in the window. Her white night gown hid her body and her hair traveled in dark waves down to her waist.

She leaned out of the window as he offered her a kiss.

“Will you let me in now?”

“Maeglin, my parents do not allow that you enter my room without them around.”

He pulled her face closer to silence her with a kiss, carefully watching that they would not lose balance, now that she was sitting on the windowsill.

“Lachiel, they do not need to know. And it is cold out here.” Maeglin begged.

She let him in.

“But only for five minutes, until you have warmed up and then you go back to your house.”

Maeglin did not waste time and kissed her passionately. Until that moment he had always been gently playing with her mouth. Lachiel was caught with surprise but answered his kiss.

Maeglin wrapped his mighty arms around her and moved the two of them to her bed. As she wanted to stem his soft forcing he put his finger on her lips. “We need to be quiet so we will not be discovered.”

“Maeglin this is not a good idea, my adar will hear us...” But before she could finish her words he had silenced her with an even more passionate kiss.

He laid her down on the bed and pinned her with his weight to the mattress. Lachiel did not resist him because she was curious what he had in mind.

Maeglin wanted to push her gown up but the elleth caught his hands.

“No, Maeglin. This is not a good idea, you shall not harm me.”

“I will not harm you, I will show you something wonderful.”

Lachiel leaned down on her back waiting to see what he was going to do. Maeglin pulled his clothes off his body and quickly threw them beside her bed, that she in her excited state of mind, did not realize it. He softly stroke her long legs as he again started to push her gown up. This time she let him.

He smiled as he heard her heart beating so loud and fast.

Maeglin bent down and put small kisses over her cheeks to her pointy ear. His softly sucked her earlobe and licked the tip of her ear. Lachiel could feel an even stronger sweetness in her lower body as his lips traveled down her neck.

She wanted to stop him as he kissed one of her rosy nipples instead she sighed. Maeglin grabbed both her hands and held them gentle but determined.

He took that small but hard nipple between his lips and sucked it softly into his mouth, letting his tongue tickle it. Lachiel gasped.

Maeglin now went to her other breast repeating his caressing.

His mouth traveled with small kisses between her breasts arousing the elleth. He could let her hands go, she would not resist much anymore. The elf licked from her nipples slowly up to her mouth, slowly entered her mouth with his tongue.

He finally succeeded to pull her gown off and his eyes gazed over her fragile body. He rested on one of his arms to have the other free to roam gently over her flat belly. He stroke the sides of her hips and continued down her thighs.

At her knees he squeezed, without any force, his fingers between her thighs to straddle them a little. His fingers drew circles slowly up her soft skin. And then traveled down again, not touching her soft curls at all.

Lachiel had never experienced this kind of excitement. It was so good. Her lower body seemed to be burning, and where his fingers touched the skin of her thighs, electrifying flashes moved to the core of her tenderness between her legs. She could feel a wetness building up. Something she never had felt before either.

Maeglin’s fingers finally touched her curls a little. As she shivered, he retreated again, just to return. Maeglin went onto his knees and spread her legs a little more to be able to kneel between them. He pulled Lachiel to sit and took her small hands. He led them to his highly erected elfhood. As he wanted to close her fingers around him she jumped and was puzzled.

The ellon sighed. He softly pushed Lachiel back onto her pillows. Maeglin slid further down and kissed her belly. “You are so beautiful Lachiel.” He whispered. The young and innocent elleth did not answer him, she was too occupied with observing the emotions of her body that longed so much for his touch now.

Maeglin lowered his head and placed some gentle kisses all the way down to her curls. With two fingers he moved through the hair just to slightly divide her folds. Lachiel inhaled and held her breath as the tip of his tongue touched this little pearl of hers.

The ellon continued to caress her with his tongue and one of his fingers traveled to that tiny slit, which was so very wet already. With little force he pushed his finger a little into her. Lachiel jumped slightly back.

“Do not worry. I try not to hurt you.” Maeglin whispered between her legs.

Lachiel’s hands had pulled his braid up and she had undone it. His long black hair brushed over her heated skin. Maeglin licked her pearl quicker now, sending burning flashes through her body and his finger dug gently deeper into her.

Lachiel did not know what happened to her. Suddenly her lower body felt to be inflamed and started to pulsate. Everything was spinning around her and something inside of her was exploding with the pulsating. Only a moan came over her lips and Maeglin covered her mouth.

The tiny elleth was heavily breathing in his arms while she started to recover from this most pleasant new experience.

Maeglin smiled and kissed her on the tip of her nose.

“I did not do you any harm.” He whispered as he widened her legs further and pushed them a little up. He pulled one of her pillows under her back, still caressing her.

His elfhood was rock hard and he now desired to have the same comfort as he just had given to her. Lachiel arched her back and Maeglin took it as in invitation.

He led his hardness to her opening and pressed it against her. “Will you let me enter your body?” He asked one more time to ensure himself, that he did nothing against her will. She nodded. Lachiel thought that all that followed would be bliss supreme.

He propped himself up on one arm and kissed her again. His other hand divided her folds more. She screamed quietly as he thrust deep into her tightness.

Maeglin stopped for a second, lifted his head, hoping nobody had woken up in the house. Then arched over her thrusting into her again and again. Maeglin was quiet as he came and Lachiel who was covered by his body had grown stiff.

After a moment he realized her painfilled look and why.

The ellon stroke and petted her hair and kissed the tears on her cheeks away. “It will be better next time.” He just had picked a flower