Strange Allies

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A/N:
Sandra V - Welcome Back! Glad to hear that it was only a computer problem and nothing more serious! A computer can be fixed after all! We were wondering what happened to you - those computers can be infernal sometimes, can't they? Two months??? That's just crazy! But glad you're back! Yay!

First, I must thank you for your kind words and enthusiastic review! But, alas, I cannot take complete credit for this story. It is, after all, only my fingers on the keys. His Most Notorious Badness is dictating it. It is HIS story, after all. He just can't type! LOL!

I'm glad that you find the sex arousing without being vulgar. It was one of my concerns. He is a very lyrical creature - not so much graphic as sensual and I wanted that to come thru. I'm glad it does. And I'm very pleased that you find the three of them 3-dimensional and not just flat. There is so much going on between them that sometimes it's hard to capture - it's nice to know it works! It's difficult to do them all a credit sometimes. They are very complicated creatures! LOL!

Now you're making me blush and him puff up and give me his smug "I told you so" look. *sigh* Can I please slap him? Just this once? LOL!

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“Annowe,” Haldir murmured to her as he held her close. “Stay with me another night.”

She smiled against his neck. “I will be with you for several more nights to come,” she soothed him.

“No,” he replied. “Stay with me here. I do not want to reach the Barrow Downs so quickly.”

Gently, she caressed his lean abdomen as her cheek rested against his shoulder. She wanted to see Goldberry desperately but she could understand Haldir’s reluctance to put an end to their reckless frolicking. With others about, they would have to be more discreet with their play.

“As you wish,” she answered, kissing his collarbone.

He relaxed and squeezed her tightly. How would he ever be able to let her go once the time came? He closed his eyes and pushed the thought from his mind. That question would be answered soon enough he did not need to consider it now.

Slowly, he began to stroke her spine as his other hand caressed her shoulder. He wanted her naked with him; he needed to feel her skin on his.

“Take off your clothes,” he murmured softly to her. “I want to feel your warm body next to mine.”

With a smile, she moved to oblige him, sitting up and leaning over to remove her boots. As she did so, the hem of her tunic raised slightly, exposing the small of her back to him. He reached out and began to stroke her delicate skin and she shivered at his touch, her boots forgotten.

Slowly, he pulled her tunic up and moved closer to her so he could place his lips against her skin. He heard her gasp then moan softly as his lips began to nibble along her lower back and he smiled, wrapping his other arm around her waist to hold her still.

“Haldir,” she whispered.

“Your clothes,” he replied between soft kisses to her eager skin.

She wiggled in his grasp as she struggled to remove her boots and trousers. He pulled her tunic off over her head as he kissed higher on her back, letting his hands enjoy her soft skin as he did so.

Once she was completely naked, he pulled her back down to lie next to him, situating her in his lap as he continued to kiss her spine and stroke her skin. How good her firm bottom felt against his growing hardness and how lovely her skin smelled. Tenderly, he pulled her hair aside to kiss the back of her neck and she hissed in pleasure, her body trembling for his touch.

Just as she could allow her desire full reign with him so could he express his full sensual nature with her and she shivered slightly at the thought. He was much more experienced than Legolas and enjoyed her hot temperament without trying to restrain it. No, Haldir wanted to inflame her latent desire, needing to feel it fully so he could enjoy her completely.

He moaned softly, his hands caressing her and his lips brushing her shoulder. Eagerly she placed her hand over his, squeezing it as he cupped her breast. His other hand slid between her thighs and when he felt her wetness there he hissed and pressed himself closer to her.

“You did that,” she breathed, turning in his grasp to face him. “You did that to me.”

Hungrily he kissed her, stifling her teasing voice as he slid her thigh over his so he could slide his eager fingers into her. He moaned again feeling how wet she was, how her body desired his. And he had not touched her. It was her own enjoyment of his physical form that had aroused her so. He groaned and closed his eyes. He had been a fool to think he could just walk away from this after his own latent passion had been fully aroused by her.

“It is your fault,” she murmured against his neck as she nipped him. “You made me wet. Letting me touch you and kiss you all over. Letting me suck you.”

He hissed loudly and clinched his fingers in her hair. He wanted her to stop speaking but he could not bring himself to make her or even ask her to stop her teasing. He simply enjoyed it too much.

“You know that, don’t you, wicked one?” She continued, her lips hovering near his ear while her hand lightly stroked his broad chest, relishing the feel of his skin still trembling from her touch. “The smell of you, the feel of your body under my hands and the taste of you on my lips make me want you that much more.”

“Shut up!” He finally whined, grabbing her face and thrusting his tongue into her mouth to stifle her taunts. His body was begging for hers again. Whatever her professed desire was, it paled in comparison to his! And she did not fear it!

She moaned softly and writhed in his grasp as he slid his fingers deeper into her, his tongue probing her mouth. He wanted to overtake her, to overwhelm her senses like she had to him, to make her want him as desperately as he wanted her!

Why, why, why did he have to leave this place? His mind screamed helplessly. He wanted nothing more than to stay here forever with her, naked and coupling until time ended. He could not go to Valinor without her! It would be pointless! Valinor was here, with her now, lying on the chill ground next to a dying fire as they writhed naked in each other’s arms. After so many years of searching he had finally found the one creature that could match his desire and strength but he could not have her.

He groaned in madness at the thought and squeezed her tighter as his lips pressed more urgently against hers. He must make it last! It must last!

“Annowe,” he breathed against her neck as he pulled her up into a sitting position.

Her fingers smoothed his hair back over his shoulder and she carefully slid into his lap with her delicate hair against his hardness and her legs wrapped around his pelvis. With a smile, she took in the sight of their naked bodies pressed close and raised her gaze to his. Their eyes met and he crushed her to him as his mouth covered hers.

She moaned softly as she felt his desire reach out and caress her with a feathery touch. Would he try to drive her to madness to make her forget Legolas? Or would he try to make her beg for his touch? Would he try to repay her in kind for her erotic torture of him? Did it matter? No! She wanted him any way she could have him. Once he was gone she would return to Legolas and he would never understand her true nature.

No, Legolas would always fear her true untamed nature, thinking that it must be controlled instead of reveling in it as Haldir did. Why could she not have Haldir’s passion in Legolas’ body? She giggled to herself at the thought. No, it could not be so she must let it all out now, with Haldir where she was safe to express her nature without limitations.

Her eager fingers scratched along his spine as she pressed her breasts closer to his chest, her body warm and tingling where their skin touched.

“I want you, little one,” Haldir purred, his desire pressing against her more urgently now.

“I want inside of you,” he breathed against her throat as his fingers traced the swell of her breasts and the outline of her collarbone.

Annowe sucked his earlobe as he continued to caress her with his desire and seduce her with his sweet words. She breathed in the scent of him, heavier and muskier now as his body became increasingly aroused. With a moan she smelled his hair, trying to take in every thing about him.

“I want you inside of me,” she murmured, squeezing his broad back. “You feel so good inside of me.”

He moaned and lifted her bottom as he pressed his face between her breasts. With a hiss of pleasure she slid onto his erect shaft and they gasped in unison as their bodies were joined again.

“Annowe,” he groaned into her mouth as her tongue slid between his parted lips.

Slowly she began to thrust against him as his hands stroked her back and squeezed her thighs. She moaned feeling his hard body against hers, his firm flesh damp and trembling under her hands. He was a magnificent creature, now awakened completely to his own sensual nature, his body responding beautifully to her every touch and she wanted to keep him inside of her forever. With him she felt completely at ease, free to fully express her passion and physical need.

“Haldir,” she breathed against his throat, squeezing a fistful of his hair in her hand as she continued to slowly ride him. “Don’t leave me.”

He gasped in surprise and she froze in horror at her own words and tried to pull away from him but he would not let her go.

“No!” He hissed eagerly, tightening his grip on her. “Oh, no!”

She trembled against him, frightened of her own feelings. What madness was this? He could not stay! She could not have him! What about Legolas? She could not abandon Legolas!

“I didn’t mean it,” she lied desperately as her heart raced fearfully.

He wanted nothing more than to hear her say those words again but wisely refrained from pressing her. Instead, he tenderly kissed her shoulder and stroked her back until he felt her relax again.

“It is all right,” he soothed. “I know you did not mean it.”

But there was no mistaking her words! She did not want him to leave! His heart soared to the sky at the revelation. Hungrily, he kissed her as he allowed his desire to press steadily against her. He wanted her to know how much he did not want to leave. For some reason he could not tell her that but he could show her. She must know how desperately he longed to stay with her!

She sighed and ran her fingers down the back of his strong arms causing him to shiver slightly. He gripped her bottom and gently began to slide her back and forth in his lap as he watched the drowsy expression on her face.

Pressing her lips against his, she sat up and used her thighs to raise and lower herself on his stiff shaft as he moaned in her mouth. He squeezed her tightly as she increased her pace against him, her breath hot on his shoulder.

“Annowe,” he breathed into her neck as his hands gripped her thighs. He should be pleasuring her! How many times would take him before he could pleasure her? How did he end up being the prey when he had started out as the predator?

“Yes,” she whispered, gripping his shoulders and grinding her pelvis against his. She gasped when she managed to position herself where she could fully stimulate herself against him and he smiled at the sound.

“Yes,” he agreed, holding her so she could continue to pleasure herself against him. He could wait for her to climax first. He wanted to see the madness overtake her before he allowed himself to feel the full effect of her body with his.

He kissed her shoulder as she continued to thrust against him, her heart pounding in her chest. She moaned and pressed closer to him as she began to tremble with exertion, sweat trickling down her sides.

Haldir bit his lip trying to hold back his own climax but her steady rhythm would not allow him that luxury. He could feel it building in him and whined desperately, silently begging for her to come first.

But it was too late for him. “Annowe,” he gasped as his body stiffened then convulsed under her.

He dug his fingers into her back and moaned weakly as she continued to thrust against him for her own delight, prolonging his own orgasm until he thought he would collapse from the pleasure of it.

When he felt her teeth sink into his shoulder and her fingernails claw his back he knew she was close.

“Yes,” he murmured encouragingly, gripping her pelvis and pulling her deeper onto his still firm shaft.

She gasped against his neck, her body trembling on the verge as she frantically drove herself against him, willing herself to reach that peak of pleasure.

With a soft cry, she finally fell against him, her body writhing involuntarily in climax as she clung to him in ecstasy. He held her close, feeling her contract against his still erect shaft and he moaned, closing his eyes at the sounds of her panting in pleasure.

“Haldir,” she breathed, her fingers gripping his hair tightly as her pelvis continued to thrust forward in it’s own rhythm until her contractions slowly subsided.

He could feel her heart pounding against his chest as their sweat mingled and the warm wetness of their combined orgasms ran over his sex. He shivered at the intimacy of it. Their bodies had merged into one blissful being yet again and he could remain like this with her forever – inside of her as they climaxed continually, oblivious to anyone or anything else.

She relaxed against him, resting her head against his cheek as she recovered from her exertion. Tenderly, he stroked her wet hair from her face before gently kissing her welcoming lips.

“Annowe,” he murmured, touching the tip of his nose to hers. “One more night here.”

“Yes,” she breathed, burying her face in his damp neck. She would have stayed there as long as he wanted.

How would she ever manage to bring her passion under control once he left? Perhaps she never would be able to since it was now fully awake. Perhaps she would just have to wander middle earth alone for years until she could control it enough to return to Legolas. He would never understand it or worse, fear it and she could not do that to him.

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