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Adult ++
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Chapter Four
Title: Diplomatic Mission 4/?
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Fandom: Tolkien
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These are not my characters nor do I profit from their use.
Special Warnings: Slash
Beta: Larian Elensar
Cast: Erestor and Haldir
Timeline: Sometime before LOTR: FOTR
Archive: OEAM, NF
Author’s Note: What can I say? Erestor is arresting? OH, that was bad!
Spoilers: No
Summary: More settling of things.
~~~
DIPOLMATIC MISSION
Chapter Four
Erestor and Haldir fell into a routine. They had dinner in one or the other’s room every evening and talked long into the night. They seldom shared anything more physical than a few kisses and an embrace at the door.
But both tossed and turned and spent sleepless nights wanting and needing the other.
This all changed late one night when Erestor finally decided to tell Haldir about the lover in his past. He stared out into the courtyard of Haldir’s room as he began to talk, looking as if he were back in a distant place and time.
“He was beautiful, a tall warrior, Teleri in origin with silver hair and eyes as blue as the sky. I wanted him more than anything from the minute I first saw him. I was young, very young. I was all eyes, elbows, and knees, much like I am now.”
He didn’t notice that Haldir winced at his words. He thought Erestor the most handsome, most exotic of elves. He said nothing, yet. He would when the time was right.
Erestor continued.
“I told him yes. He was so… I was lonely and I knew that I might never get another chance at someone so gorgeous. I was in love I thought. He came to my room and he…”
Erestor stopped, a little concerned about how much to tell Haldir.
Haldir moved to sit closer to him, putting an arm gently around his shoulder. “There is no need to tell me more than you feel comfort in telling.”
“He hurt me, Haldir. He took me like…as if I were an animal. Hard and dry and I was… it was my first time.” Erestor’s hands were clinched into tight fists in an effort not to cry.
“And I asked him to stay and I told him I loved him. He laughed at me, left me naked and hurt.”
Erestor wasn’t the only one fighting tears. Haldir could not even imagine why anyone would hurt such a gentle, loving soul restrestor. He kissed Erestor’s cheek.
“He was a fool,” Haldir whispered into his ear as he pulled Erestor into his arms. “If you were my lover, I would not be so.”
He kissed Erestor, just touching him gently at first then pressing his lips against Erestor’s, letting his tongue touch the slight part in the dark haired elf’s lips. He let his tongue slip inside Erestor’s mouth and moaned at the sweet taste and the velvety smoothness as he explored slowly, tenderly. He slipped his hand back into Erestor’s long, dark hair. He was glad that it was down and unfettered as he ran his fingers through it. The kiss went on and on until they both pulled away, breathing hard.
“Do you want more than this, Erestor?” Haldir finally asked him.
His answer was a simple nod. Haldir rose from his seat and held his hand out to the other elf. Erestor took it and they walked slowly back into his room.
The room was lit only by moonlight as the two elves embraced yet again.
“May I take your clothes off, Erestor? I want to touch you.”
Another nod. Erestor found that he couldn’t speak. He wasn’t even sure he could move as Haldir began to remove his tunic. They had both taken to dressing more casually for their dinners; so Erestor was dressed only in a thin tunic and loose black trousers. Haldir unbuttoned his tunic and slipped it off, admiring the lean body beneath. This was no skinny child; he was long and lean and very nicely muscled and Haldir wanted to kiss and touch every inch of his body from head to toe.
The trousers came next.
Erestor stood in the middle of Haldir’s chambers clothed in nothing but moonlight. Haldir kissed him, a simple kiss to the lips, but then he began to kiss other places. The pointed tip of his ear was first. The blond elf smiled at the sound that the advisor made. He felt a tremor run through Erestor when he ran his tongue down a strong jawline. He smiled and ran his fingertips over dusky nipples, feeling them pebble at his touch. He had to kiss that mouth again before he moved on.
“You have too many clothes on,” Erestor murmured against his mouth and began to tug at the Lórien elf’s clothing, adding it to the heap on the floor.
When they were both naked, Haldir resumed his explorations. He nibbled a tender collarbone and smiled at the hiss it produced. His hands were wandering down Erestor’s sides and around to his butt, gently kneading as he bent to capture an already hard little nipple with his teeth. The Imladris elf moaned out loud this time. He reached his hands out to touch Haldir.
“Not yet, my moonlit lover,” he said as he placed Erestor’s hands back down to his sides. “I’m not finished with *my* explorations yet.”
Haldir knew it would be easier if they were lying down, but he wasn’t after easy here. He wanted to make Erestor weak in the knees; he wanted the other elf to know so much need and so much pleasure that Lord Celeborn’s brother was stricken from his mind and heart forever. Haldir wanted that heart for his own. He thought he would be a better keeper for it than anyone else could ever be.
He trailed his tongue down Erestor’s abdomen, feeling the hard muscles in his stomach. This was no soft elfling. He smiled as his lover’s erection touched his chin as he kissed down that smooth belly, but he wasn’t ready for that yet. Haldir moved around behind him and lifted his thick mane from his neck. He nibblnd knd kissed the sensitive nape of the other elf’s neck, smiling yet again at the small sounds and the goose bumps he felt on Erestor’s arms.
Erestor still said nothing, the main reason being that he couldn’t think. Haldir’s hands and mouth were everywhere, finding places to touch that caused him pleasure that he had not even known about. He was, in fact, trembling with need already and Haldir had not even touched his penis at all. He shivered as that hot, wet tongue traversed his spine down to the dimples above his buttocks and exploring hands caressed the twin globes of his ass.
“Hal-”
“Shhh, my love, we’ll get to it all. I promise.” His tongue was now teasing the back of Erestor’s knees.
“Please, I can barely stand up. I feel like I’m melting, Haldir.”
The tongue nipped at his ankle and began its way back up the front of his long legs. Then Haldir kissed his torturous way back up the front of his body. Erestor was ready to cry from frustrated desire by the time Haldir took him into his arms and kissed him, pressing his own naked body against Erestor’s.
“Let’s move to the bed then. My own knees aren’t all that steady either.”
They lay on the soft down coverlet; Erestor reaching for Haldir, trying to pull him on top but Haldir moved beside him and resumed his kissing and caressing. This time he did not ignore the other elf’s erection. Haldir ran his wet tongue up the underside from the base to the silky head, then took the whole head into his mouth as he ran his tongue around and around over smooth skin before letting his mouth and tonguede dde down, all the way down.
“Haldir, I’m going to, please, oh- ”
Haldir stopped and moved his head up, freeing Erestor. It was a freedom that the other elf did not want.
“Pleaseldirldir, please. Do something. I’m on fire.” Erestor growled angrily at the blond.
Haldir smiled. So his sweet seneschal did have some fight left in him.
“If you want me, my Lord, take me.” Haldir purred at him.
It took a moment for what Haldir had said to sink into Erestor’s consciousness. His eyes widened. Haldir reached over into the drawer in the little table by his bed and retrieved the bottle of sweet oil. He handed the bottle to Erestor.
Erestor’s hands were shaking hard, but his desire would not be denied. He moved Haldir onto his side and lay down behind him. He poured oil in his hand and rubbed his oily hand on the cheek of Haldir’s ass as he leaned forward and kissed Haldir’s shoulder. He knew that his knowledge was very limited but he hoped that he could satisfy Haldir in some way.
“Touch me inside.” Haldir whispered in a voice that sounded as aroused as Erestor felt.
The dark haired elf preshis his finger against the tight opening, rubbing the oil around it before slipping his long finger inside. Haldir moaned and Erestor stopped pushing. He even stopped breathing, almost as if he were afraid that Haldir was going to disappear from sight.
“More, Erestor,” Haldir groaned as he arched back toward the finger. Erestor obliged him and heard himself moan along with Haldir as he slipped another finger in. He brushed a little nub inside Haldir and moaned again as Haldir cried out loudly, jerking his body back hard.
Erestor bit Haldir’s shoulder, his own need beginning to drive him as hard as Haldir’s was. He pulled his fingers out and ran his oily hand over his own achingly hard arousal, coating the shaft well. He placed his head at the opening and pushed.
Haldir gasped as he was breached and thanked the Valar that Erestor was as cautious in this endeavor as he was all others. He forced his body to relax and to welcome the sweet invasion.
Erestor wanted to slam into him, to bury himself in that tight tunnel, to feel it stretch like a glove around him. But he held back. Or he tried to.
Haldir was pushing back against and exhorting him.
“Fuck me, Erestor. Fuck me hard.”
“Turn over for me, so I can see your eyes while I do.” Erestor finally managed to say. He had to pull out for a second so Haldir could turn over, then he raised the other elf’s legs to his shoulders and took him again.
Haldir was nearly begging again before Erestor finally moved. He looked up into eyes almost black with passion and thought that Erestor looked like a god there in the moonlight of his chamber. His hair was loose about his shoulders and his lips were parted as he panted and whispered words so low that Haldir couldn’t even make them out.
The Lórien elf wrapped his legs around Erestor, needing to be closer, to have him deeper. Erestor leaned down and kissed him wildly and passionately as he braced himself with his hands on either side of Haldir. He wasn’t able to pull out now, only to drive in and he did, slamming into Haldir so hard he slid up farther in the bed with each thrust until they were banging the headboard hard with every movement.
“Haldir!” Erestor cried out almost in surprise as he came inside Haldir. He felt like he had not lived until now, until he felt the exquisite pleasure of his climax deep inside Haldir, not only someone he loved, but someone who loved him.
The friction of their rough coupling had Haldir coming too, bucking his hips up underneath Erestor, turning his head from side and finally shouting the other elf’s name rather loudly as he filled the space between them with warm, sticky semen.
They lay still afterward, Erestor curled into Haldir’s arms. Sleep came quickly.
It didn’t last long for Erestor. He lay awake with his head on Haldir’s chest, listening to his heart beat. He wondered what the morning light would bring. Would Haldir leave him?
He finally drifted off near daylight.
“Wake up, sleepy elf.” Someone was kissing his ears! He opened his eyes and realized that it was Haldir and that he was pressing something very hard against his hip. He smiled, glad that his lover was still with him.
“What can I do for you, March-Warden?” Erestor smiled and turned his head so Haldir could kiss his mouth. He had an idea what his lover wanted and was willing to give it to him joyfully, even if he still was somewhat afraid.
“Let me love you the way you loved me, thought maybe not quite so enthusiastically,” Haldir winced as he sat up in the bed. Erestor looked rather stricken until Haldir soothed him. “Erestor, I have never been loved so well and so much.”
Erestor nodded and Haldir kissed him, not the gentle kiss of before but a hungry, needful one as his blue eyes darkened quickly with passion. Everything moved so fast that there was little need for foreplay. Erestor moved on his elbows and knees, determined that he do it this way, if for no other reason than to wash away the memories of the other elf.
”Tell me if you want me to stop,” Haldir said breathlessly as he drizzled the oil he had used a few hours earlier onto Erestor ass, rubbing it in then rubbing it around Erestor’s puckered, little opening. Erestor gasped as Haldir slipped a finger inside, his body tightening involuntarily against the invasion. The silver haired elf leaned down and kissed his lover’s back, gently whispering for him to relax.
Erestor wasn’t prepared when Haldir found his prostate. He almost fainted at the sensation that ran through. Haldir smiled. That’s what he wanted, to give Erestor pleasure this time. He continued to stroke and stretch the seneschal until Erestor whispered the same words Haldir had the the night before.
“Fuck me, Haldir.”
Haldir entered him slowly, waiting for signals from Erestor that he wanted more. He stopped moving when he was fully sheathed inside. He didn’t even need to move. Erestor was perfect. His passage was tight and warm and slick from the fragrant oil. The guardian thought he might just come from the heat alone.
“Now, Haldir!”
Erestor had not expected it to feel like it did. He had thought that there would be only searing pain. There was some pain, but the predominant feeling was the fullness of having the other elf’s thick shaft inside of him. At least, it was the predominant feeling until Haldir did begin to move and his penis began to brush that little gland again. It was then that Erestor began slamming back against Haldir.
Haldir smiled and reached around his lover, taking him into his hand and spreading pre-come all up and down the hardened shaft. He matched his hand to their bodies’ rhythm. The pace was slower than the night before, but the satisfaction was no less when they reached completion together, finally voicing their love in the moment of passion.
The morning light did not change their feelings at all.
**
Erestor waited at the dock as he always did. By his side was the Lady Galadriel. They met every boat and left hand in hand every time. Thime ime was different. They saw four silver heads standing at the front of the boat. Erestor took the Lady’s hand and squeezed it. They both had tears of joy in their eyes.
“Haldir!” The normally quiet Erestor called out to him. When they embraced, Erestor lifted the broad shouldered warrior off his feet and swung him around, kissing him over and over.
Time had not changed their feelings at all.
~end~
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Fandom: Tolkien
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These are not my characters nor do I profit from their use.
Special Warnings: Slash
Beta: Larian Elensar
Cast: Erestor and Haldir
Timeline: Sometime before LOTR: FOTR
Archive: OEAM, NF
Author’s Note: What can I say? Erestor is arresting? OH, that was bad!
Spoilers: No
Summary: More settling of things.
~~~
DIPOLMATIC MISSION
Chapter Four
Erestor and Haldir fell into a routine. They had dinner in one or the other’s room every evening and talked long into the night. They seldom shared anything more physical than a few kisses and an embrace at the door.
But both tossed and turned and spent sleepless nights wanting and needing the other.
This all changed late one night when Erestor finally decided to tell Haldir about the lover in his past. He stared out into the courtyard of Haldir’s room as he began to talk, looking as if he were back in a distant place and time.
“He was beautiful, a tall warrior, Teleri in origin with silver hair and eyes as blue as the sky. I wanted him more than anything from the minute I first saw him. I was young, very young. I was all eyes, elbows, and knees, much like I am now.”
He didn’t notice that Haldir winced at his words. He thought Erestor the most handsome, most exotic of elves. He said nothing, yet. He would when the time was right.
Erestor continued.
“I told him yes. He was so… I was lonely and I knew that I might never get another chance at someone so gorgeous. I was in love I thought. He came to my room and he…”
Erestor stopped, a little concerned about how much to tell Haldir.
Haldir moved to sit closer to him, putting an arm gently around his shoulder. “There is no need to tell me more than you feel comfort in telling.”
“He hurt me, Haldir. He took me like…as if I were an animal. Hard and dry and I was… it was my first time.” Erestor’s hands were clinched into tight fists in an effort not to cry.
“And I asked him to stay and I told him I loved him. He laughed at me, left me naked and hurt.”
Erestor wasn’t the only one fighting tears. Haldir could not even imagine why anyone would hurt such a gentle, loving soul restrestor. He kissed Erestor’s cheek.
“He was a fool,” Haldir whispered into his ear as he pulled Erestor into his arms. “If you were my lover, I would not be so.”
He kissed Erestor, just touching him gently at first then pressing his lips against Erestor’s, letting his tongue touch the slight part in the dark haired elf’s lips. He let his tongue slip inside Erestor’s mouth and moaned at the sweet taste and the velvety smoothness as he explored slowly, tenderly. He slipped his hand back into Erestor’s long, dark hair. He was glad that it was down and unfettered as he ran his fingers through it. The kiss went on and on until they both pulled away, breathing hard.
“Do you want more than this, Erestor?” Haldir finally asked him.
His answer was a simple nod. Haldir rose from his seat and held his hand out to the other elf. Erestor took it and they walked slowly back into his room.
The room was lit only by moonlight as the two elves embraced yet again.
“May I take your clothes off, Erestor? I want to touch you.”
Another nod. Erestor found that he couldn’t speak. He wasn’t even sure he could move as Haldir began to remove his tunic. They had both taken to dressing more casually for their dinners; so Erestor was dressed only in a thin tunic and loose black trousers. Haldir unbuttoned his tunic and slipped it off, admiring the lean body beneath. This was no skinny child; he was long and lean and very nicely muscled and Haldir wanted to kiss and touch every inch of his body from head to toe.
The trousers came next.
Erestor stood in the middle of Haldir’s chambers clothed in nothing but moonlight. Haldir kissed him, a simple kiss to the lips, but then he began to kiss other places. The pointed tip of his ear was first. The blond elf smiled at the sound that the advisor made. He felt a tremor run through Erestor when he ran his tongue down a strong jawline. He smiled and ran his fingertips over dusky nipples, feeling them pebble at his touch. He had to kiss that mouth again before he moved on.
“You have too many clothes on,” Erestor murmured against his mouth and began to tug at the Lórien elf’s clothing, adding it to the heap on the floor.
When they were both naked, Haldir resumed his explorations. He nibbled a tender collarbone and smiled at the hiss it produced. His hands were wandering down Erestor’s sides and around to his butt, gently kneading as he bent to capture an already hard little nipple with his teeth. The Imladris elf moaned out loud this time. He reached his hands out to touch Haldir.
“Not yet, my moonlit lover,” he said as he placed Erestor’s hands back down to his sides. “I’m not finished with *my* explorations yet.”
Haldir knew it would be easier if they were lying down, but he wasn’t after easy here. He wanted to make Erestor weak in the knees; he wanted the other elf to know so much need and so much pleasure that Lord Celeborn’s brother was stricken from his mind and heart forever. Haldir wanted that heart for his own. He thought he would be a better keeper for it than anyone else could ever be.
He trailed his tongue down Erestor’s abdomen, feeling the hard muscles in his stomach. This was no soft elfling. He smiled as his lover’s erection touched his chin as he kissed down that smooth belly, but he wasn’t ready for that yet. Haldir moved around behind him and lifted his thick mane from his neck. He nibblnd knd kissed the sensitive nape of the other elf’s neck, smiling yet again at the small sounds and the goose bumps he felt on Erestor’s arms.
Erestor still said nothing, the main reason being that he couldn’t think. Haldir’s hands and mouth were everywhere, finding places to touch that caused him pleasure that he had not even known about. He was, in fact, trembling with need already and Haldir had not even touched his penis at all. He shivered as that hot, wet tongue traversed his spine down to the dimples above his buttocks and exploring hands caressed the twin globes of his ass.
“Hal-”
“Shhh, my love, we’ll get to it all. I promise.” His tongue was now teasing the back of Erestor’s knees.
“Please, I can barely stand up. I feel like I’m melting, Haldir.”
The tongue nipped at his ankle and began its way back up the front of his long legs. Then Haldir kissed his torturous way back up the front of his body. Erestor was ready to cry from frustrated desire by the time Haldir took him into his arms and kissed him, pressing his own naked body against Erestor’s.
“Let’s move to the bed then. My own knees aren’t all that steady either.”
They lay on the soft down coverlet; Erestor reaching for Haldir, trying to pull him on top but Haldir moved beside him and resumed his kissing and caressing. This time he did not ignore the other elf’s erection. Haldir ran his wet tongue up the underside from the base to the silky head, then took the whole head into his mouth as he ran his tongue around and around over smooth skin before letting his mouth and tonguede dde down, all the way down.
“Haldir, I’m going to, please, oh- ”
Haldir stopped and moved his head up, freeing Erestor. It was a freedom that the other elf did not want.
“Pleaseldirldir, please. Do something. I’m on fire.” Erestor growled angrily at the blond.
Haldir smiled. So his sweet seneschal did have some fight left in him.
“If you want me, my Lord, take me.” Haldir purred at him.
It took a moment for what Haldir had said to sink into Erestor’s consciousness. His eyes widened. Haldir reached over into the drawer in the little table by his bed and retrieved the bottle of sweet oil. He handed the bottle to Erestor.
Erestor’s hands were shaking hard, but his desire would not be denied. He moved Haldir onto his side and lay down behind him. He poured oil in his hand and rubbed his oily hand on the cheek of Haldir’s ass as he leaned forward and kissed Haldir’s shoulder. He knew that his knowledge was very limited but he hoped that he could satisfy Haldir in some way.
“Touch me inside.” Haldir whispered in a voice that sounded as aroused as Erestor felt.
The dark haired elf preshis his finger against the tight opening, rubbing the oil around it before slipping his long finger inside. Haldir moaned and Erestor stopped pushing. He even stopped breathing, almost as if he were afraid that Haldir was going to disappear from sight.
“More, Erestor,” Haldir groaned as he arched back toward the finger. Erestor obliged him and heard himself moan along with Haldir as he slipped another finger in. He brushed a little nub inside Haldir and moaned again as Haldir cried out loudly, jerking his body back hard.
Erestor bit Haldir’s shoulder, his own need beginning to drive him as hard as Haldir’s was. He pulled his fingers out and ran his oily hand over his own achingly hard arousal, coating the shaft well. He placed his head at the opening and pushed.
Haldir gasped as he was breached and thanked the Valar that Erestor was as cautious in this endeavor as he was all others. He forced his body to relax and to welcome the sweet invasion.
Erestor wanted to slam into him, to bury himself in that tight tunnel, to feel it stretch like a glove around him. But he held back. Or he tried to.
Haldir was pushing back against and exhorting him.
“Fuck me, Erestor. Fuck me hard.”
“Turn over for me, so I can see your eyes while I do.” Erestor finally managed to say. He had to pull out for a second so Haldir could turn over, then he raised the other elf’s legs to his shoulders and took him again.
Haldir was nearly begging again before Erestor finally moved. He looked up into eyes almost black with passion and thought that Erestor looked like a god there in the moonlight of his chamber. His hair was loose about his shoulders and his lips were parted as he panted and whispered words so low that Haldir couldn’t even make them out.
The Lórien elf wrapped his legs around Erestor, needing to be closer, to have him deeper. Erestor leaned down and kissed him wildly and passionately as he braced himself with his hands on either side of Haldir. He wasn’t able to pull out now, only to drive in and he did, slamming into Haldir so hard he slid up farther in the bed with each thrust until they were banging the headboard hard with every movement.
“Haldir!” Erestor cried out almost in surprise as he came inside Haldir. He felt like he had not lived until now, until he felt the exquisite pleasure of his climax deep inside Haldir, not only someone he loved, but someone who loved him.
The friction of their rough coupling had Haldir coming too, bucking his hips up underneath Erestor, turning his head from side and finally shouting the other elf’s name rather loudly as he filled the space between them with warm, sticky semen.
They lay still afterward, Erestor curled into Haldir’s arms. Sleep came quickly.
It didn’t last long for Erestor. He lay awake with his head on Haldir’s chest, listening to his heart beat. He wondered what the morning light would bring. Would Haldir leave him?
He finally drifted off near daylight.
“Wake up, sleepy elf.” Someone was kissing his ears! He opened his eyes and realized that it was Haldir and that he was pressing something very hard against his hip. He smiled, glad that his lover was still with him.
“What can I do for you, March-Warden?” Erestor smiled and turned his head so Haldir could kiss his mouth. He had an idea what his lover wanted and was willing to give it to him joyfully, even if he still was somewhat afraid.
“Let me love you the way you loved me, thought maybe not quite so enthusiastically,” Haldir winced as he sat up in the bed. Erestor looked rather stricken until Haldir soothed him. “Erestor, I have never been loved so well and so much.”
Erestor nodded and Haldir kissed him, not the gentle kiss of before but a hungry, needful one as his blue eyes darkened quickly with passion. Everything moved so fast that there was little need for foreplay. Erestor moved on his elbows and knees, determined that he do it this way, if for no other reason than to wash away the memories of the other elf.
”Tell me if you want me to stop,” Haldir said breathlessly as he drizzled the oil he had used a few hours earlier onto Erestor ass, rubbing it in then rubbing it around Erestor’s puckered, little opening. Erestor gasped as Haldir slipped a finger inside, his body tightening involuntarily against the invasion. The silver haired elf leaned down and kissed his lover’s back, gently whispering for him to relax.
Erestor wasn’t prepared when Haldir found his prostate. He almost fainted at the sensation that ran through. Haldir smiled. That’s what he wanted, to give Erestor pleasure this time. He continued to stroke and stretch the seneschal until Erestor whispered the same words Haldir had the the night before.
“Fuck me, Haldir.”
Haldir entered him slowly, waiting for signals from Erestor that he wanted more. He stopped moving when he was fully sheathed inside. He didn’t even need to move. Erestor was perfect. His passage was tight and warm and slick from the fragrant oil. The guardian thought he might just come from the heat alone.
“Now, Haldir!”
Erestor had not expected it to feel like it did. He had thought that there would be only searing pain. There was some pain, but the predominant feeling was the fullness of having the other elf’s thick shaft inside of him. At least, it was the predominant feeling until Haldir did begin to move and his penis began to brush that little gland again. It was then that Erestor began slamming back against Haldir.
Haldir smiled and reached around his lover, taking him into his hand and spreading pre-come all up and down the hardened shaft. He matched his hand to their bodies’ rhythm. The pace was slower than the night before, but the satisfaction was no less when they reached completion together, finally voicing their love in the moment of passion.
The morning light did not change their feelings at all.
**
Erestor waited at the dock as he always did. By his side was the Lady Galadriel. They met every boat and left hand in hand every time. Thime ime was different. They saw four silver heads standing at the front of the boat. Erestor took the Lady’s hand and squeezed it. They both had tears of joy in their eyes.
“Haldir!” The normally quiet Erestor called out to him. When they embraced, Erestor lifted the broad shouldered warrior off his feet and swung him around, kissing him over and over.
Time had not changed their feelings at all.
~end~