Strange Allies

A/N: Thankfully, some wonderful person has donated enough to keep the site up. Yay for you whoever you are!

MarzBar - Ah, it's my beta that is the holdup. Mr. Wicked is quite a prolific storyteller (once he gets out of his moods and stops tormenting me). He's given me plenty of stuff for the long walk to the Havens so there is plenty more! Nothing like some great makeup sex is there? heh, heh! Forgive me for asking but what does WEG mean?

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“Wicked one,” Annowe murmured softly to him, her fingers delicately tracing the outline of his spine.

Haldir moaned softly in response. The warmth flooding his body from their coupling was overwhelming his senses and he could think of nothing to say. He did not want to think ever again, content to enjoy the physical nature of his being.

There was no turning back for her now. She had given herself to him and determined that if she would have Haldir completely then she would have him until he could give her no more.

She squeezed him tightly and ran her feet over his calves feeling every supple muscle in his long legs. She wanted to touch every part of him, to meld with him completely. He rose up slightly to look at her and he smiled before placing his lips gently against hers.

He moaned softly. She had given herself to him and he still wanted more. He could not get enough of her and now he would have her completely until they reached the Gray Havens. How he wanted to delay that! And now she would as well! He moaned again at the thought and gently kissed her neck.

“Annowe,” he murmured against her skin.

“Haldir,” she replied, her fingers massaging his back and shoulders. His warm body covered her completely and she wanted nothing more than to lay there in his embrace until the next snows came to chase them away.

“I am sorry,” he whispered to her neck. The guilt of what he had done to her, pushing her to the very edge of her limits, had caught up to him. How foolish he had been to press her! She had wanted him the whole time – she just hadn’t wanted to choose! And he did not want her to choose!

“Hush,” she said, gently covering his lips with her palm. She did not wish to talk about the past. There was only the now and tomorrow.

Slowly he rolled off of her then pulled her close to him, wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling her neck. She cradled his head, stroking his hair and lightly scratching his back. He sighed contentedly, letting his lips run teasingly over her bare skin.

They lay in each other’s arms until the sun began to set.

“The horse,” Haldir suddenly murmured.

Exchanging startled glances, they hastily grabbed their discarded clothing and went in search of the wayward animal. They found him munching contentedly on some grass not far from where they had left the road.

“We should ride for a bit,” Haldir suggested. They had not brought a saddle and riding the horse would keep their bodies close. He wanted to stay as close to Annowe as possible. “You sit in front,” he said.

“As you wish,” she agreed and easily jumped up on the animal, taking the reins. Haldir followed sitting behind her.

They returned to the road and Haldir pulled Annowe back into his lap so that the back of her thighs rested against the front of his. Slowly, he slid his arms around her, squeezing her close as he murmured in her ear.

“I will have you again, little one. But first you must come for me,” he breathed, stealthily slipping one hand down her trousers as he held her tightly.

She gasped and squirmed as his fingers found what they were searching for. Gently, he began to stimulate her sensitive spot as he slid his other hand up her tunic to fondle her breast while he cradled her close. She moaned and leaned her head back against his shoulder, writhing slightly in his erotic embrace.

“Stop,” she hissed. “We cannot do this here.”

But he did not stop his ardent caress. “Why not?” He purred between soft kisses to her neck.

What could she say? There was no reason. There were no other travelers on the road and it was dark so there was no danger of being seen. She moaned and squeezed his thigh with her free hand as his fingers continued to play with her delicate flesh. The horse trod on seemingly unaware of the two creatures writhing in pleasure upon it’s back.

“Haldir,” she breathed as her heart raced in her chest. Her body was trembling for his, begging for release. He should take her! He should stop this torture of her and just take her!

“I want you inside me,” she begged, turning her head to look at him.

He smiled. “No,” he answered simply, refusing to let her turn around and face him. “I want you like this.”

She groaned and clutched his arm as he continued to stroke her, enjoying the feel of her swelling flesh under his eager touch. He did ache to be inside of her and all of her moaning and writhing had made him hard again. But he would restrain himself. This time was hers.

Slowly, she shifted on the horse so he could have a better angle to reach her and he smiled. He would indulge himself completely with her. Gently, he pinched her delicate node between his thumb and forefinger and began to massage it while she panted and twisted. He held her tighter as she was about to fall off of the horse with all of her writhing.

“We have all night,” he whispered to her. “I can do this all night.”

She closed her eyes and moaned. “I cannot!” She breathed.

“Yes, you can. You can enjoy this all night,” he murmured seductively. “All night. My hands on you all night making you scream with pleasure.”

Annowe moaned again. She would die she was certain of it! He would kill her with pleasure! His hands, his lips, that beautiful body! All for her! His soft lips found her throat and he began to kiss her damp skin as his fingers increased their pace. And she could do nothing! Nothing but sit there and let him run his eager hands all over her, squeezing her, probing her, stroking her, taking her body to the heights of ecstasy.

“Haldir,” she gasped, nipping his bicep and squeezing his arm. Her body was trembling, hovering on the verge of climax. “Don’t stop.”

“All night,” he murmured reassuringly to her neck, never flagging in his attentions to her. “I want this all night.”

She began to whine and he tightened his grip on her as he felt her body tense then convulse in his arms. He groaned softly as her firm bottom thrust involuntarily against his bulging trousers as she came.

“Yes,” she panted, clinging to him as best as she could as her body shook and twisted in ultimate pleasure.

He watched the blissful expression on her face and slipped his hand under her, cupping her pelvis so he could feel her contractions. He moaned softly and closed his eyes. She was so hot and wet that he wanted inside of her. Feeling her body shake and contract in his hands made him painfully aware of how badly he wanted inside of her again.

Gently, he took the reins from her and drew the horse to a stop.

“What are you doing?” She asked breathlessly, her heart still pounding in her chest as she rested weakly against him. Certainly he couldn’t expect her to actually walk after that! Her knees were too weak to support her!

He did not answer but slipped off of the horse then pulled her down beside him. She staggered slightly but did not fall.

“I can no longer stand it,” he said huskily.

Pulling her close he dropped her trousers and turned her back to him. She smiled knowingly and bent over, sticking her bottom out. He groaned at the sight of her, still wet and swollen from her orgasm. Eagerly he lowered his trousers then grabbed her pelvis and slid into her.

They moaned in unison and his fingers dug into her warm skin as they became one again. Rapidly, he thrust himself into her as their bare flesh slapped out the rhythm. He moaned deep in his chest in the selfish pleasure of burying his throbbing member deep into her wet heat. Faster and faster he thrust himself against her as he pulled her pelvis back into him, gasping and moaning with supreme pleasure at the sensation.

Annowe whined and clinched her fingers, feeling another orgasm welling up inside of her. How could she take much more of this? Her body was already weak from her first climax and now she was threatening to come again! But he could not stop, no. She was too close now.

Before she could beg him to continue, it was upon her and she cried out in surprise as her body contracted against his aching shaft. She trembled and panted as the second wave of release washed over her, making her weak.

“Oh, Annowe!” He quailed as he felt her come again. “Yes!” He gasped.

The fire raced though his veins, threatening to tear him apart and he moaned helplessly as release overtook him. Relief flooded his body as he convulsed behind her, filling her once again with his hot liquid. His knees shook and threatened to collapse under him in pleasure but he managed to hold onto her and remain upright.

“Annowe,” he breathed as he continued to contract inside of her. He wanted it to be like this forever between them – he inside of her, filling her as her body convulsed in pleasure with his.

He gasped then sighed contentedly, wrapping his arms around her and standing her up while he remained inside of her.

“Always like this,” he murmured against her hair, holding her close. “I want inside of you always.”

She covered his hands with hers. “Yes, I want to keep you inside of me,” she agreed, leaning back into him and turning her head to kiss him tenderly.

Haldir moaned and squeezed her tighter. How many times could he have her before they collapsed from exhaustion? He wondered.

They stood in their embrace for several moments before Haldir could feel himself slowly sliding out of her. Reluctantly, he stepped back and removed his tunic to clean himself. She giggled and held out her hand for the tunic but he refused, preferring to clean her himself. She smiled as he tenderly wiped her off.

“We will need to wash that quickly,” she observed and he laughed.

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