The Little Mermaid

A/N: Warning: very sappy nicknames for Gelir (my bad). Some of Merry's dialogue in the fireplace scene was taken/inspired by the 1979 animated version of 'The Little Mermaid'.

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During the following months Gelir settled down well at Brandy Hall with Merry. He enjoyed her company greatly. She was skilled in musical instruments and would play for him on a daily basis. All Elven songs her Mother had taught her, including the one she had sang to Merry. It sounded familiar to him and filled his heart with joy, but still he could not place it. His mother Esmarelda had hardly uttered a word to Gelir in the time she had dwelt there, for she would not bring herself so low to talk to a lass who could not answer her back.

One evening after playing on a harp, Merry sat Gelir down by the fire.

‘You’re music reminds me of the sea, gentle waves, with a hint of a far off storm, it’s beautiful young lass. To me it’s like you are a rare and different creature than us hobbits, as if you came from the sea itself’ he told her.

Gelir’s eyes lit up at this, she could not believe how close to the truth he was.

Merry looked upon her face and saw the happiness.

‘You like the sea dear lass’

Gelir smiled and nodded her head.

‘Months you have been here with me and yet I do not know your name. Since you cannot tell me yourself I shall just have to give you a name. Something that sounds like the sea should suit you quite well don’t you agree.

She smiled at him.

//‘Maybe if I’m lucky he may guess my name’//

Suddenly Gelir had an idea. She got up and retrieved one of the books from the bookshelf in the room, then she grabbed paper and a quill the the desk. She could not write, she had not the skill, but while she had been there, she had listened to Merry while he read to her occasionally and she could pick out some letters.

She gave Merry the paper and quill then she opened the book and pointed to the letters that she thought spelled her name.

Eventually Merry had written Gel on the paper, but the mermaid could not find the other letters. She shock her head in frustration. Merry took the book from her and read a passage.

‘Walking through the trees I spied a…’

Gelir pulled at his arms.

‘I…'

She pulled him again

‘I’

She nodded.

Merry picked up the quill and added an I on the end of Gel.

‘Geli, that’s your name’

She shock her head and pointed to the last letter, hich she knew. Merry then wrote an R.

‘Gelir’

At this she smiled and nodded.

‘Finally,’ Merry exclaimed shutting the book’ I can put a name to such a pretty face. Gelir, it’s very loveoungoung lass’

Merry put the things aside and stroked Gelir’s cheek.

‘You remind me so much of someone. It’s funny, the day before I found you; I had an accident in those very parts. While I was unconscious I had a strange dream about a beautiful young lass, she sang such sweet music. I swear she is real and if I could find her, I should marry her, whatever my Mother would think. But anyway, I doubt I shall ever find her, so maybe one day, you shall be my bride’

At this Gelir’s heart began to sing. She threw her arms around Merry and held him tight.

‘Now, now Gelir, what’s that for my sweet little water baby.’

She didn’t move, she rested her head on his chest for a long time. Merry remained silent, captivated by her, he thought it strange how a little mute girl could be such good company.

Finally Gelir raised her head and looked into Merry’s eyes, pleading, so much she wanted to tell him. Merry saw this, he saw many things in her eyes, things he couldn’t understand. Then his mind wandered to the beautiful voice of the lass by the river, he longed to hear that voice again, longed to have that lass in his arms, but then when he looked once again into Gelir’s eyes he saw that what he wanted right now was right in front of him.

Merry leant forward and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

‘I love you’ he whispered.

Gelir wished with all her heart that she could return his words.

//‘Oh Merry I love you so, my dear Hobbit, please, please I want to be with you forever’//

‘I want to make you mine, tonight, now’

//‘Your innocence is a virtuous thing, if you allow him to take it out of love you shall certainly be doomed’//

The confusing words of the Lady Galadriel seemed but a distant memory to her, a distant memory of words that she didn’t understand. Gelir knew nothing of the act of love at all, for understandably it was a different experience for Mer-folk.

At this moment she could think of nothing but giving Merry what he wanted, if she couldn’t tell him she loved him, she would have to show him.

Merry got up and held out his hand. Gelir took it without hesitation and let him lead her to his room.

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Merry rejoiced in the fact that his parents were out of town for the night. Yes his Mother had ordered the servants to spy on him, this he knew, but he had sent his loyal servants away.

A few steps from the bed Merry stopped and standing behind Gelir he wrapped his arms around her waist. He brushed her blond curls away from her neck and began kissing and gently sucking at it.

As much as the changed Mermaid enjoyed this when she felt his hands working at the back strings of her dress, fear swept over her mind. In her natural form, nakedness up top was the norm and she was unashamed by it, but down below was new and mysterious to her. She knew that Merry wanted to make love to her but of course she not only knew nothing about the leg creatures way of doing this, but she also had no knowledge that this had anything to do with innocence. Indeed it could be said that she was oblivious to her own people’s way of such things also.

When the strings were lose Merry turned Gelir to face him, he knew, he knew by the shocked gasps, her trembling form and finally by the fear in her eyes. He saw that she was but a mere innocent child and he wished not to take this from her but he loved her and he wanted and needed her.

‘Don’t be afraid Princess of water, I shan’t hurt you. I Promise’

Merry caught her lips between his, this time sliding his tongue into her mouth, here to the sea was present, she tasted of the clear and clean salts ofs of the ocean, more sweet than one would have expected though. His hands were now fixed upon the shoulders of her dress, slowly edging it down her arms, till it eventually fell and pooled at her feet.

Gelir could not abide Hobbit underwear on her unknown place so she did not wear it, now she stood completely naked before Merry’s lustful gaze.

Now Merry worked on his own clothes. His shirt and breeches were shed and he pushed Gelir towards the bed. By the time he was naked she was lying on the bed with Merry standing over her. It was then she noticed his large and hard cock.

//‘What is he going to do with that, I wonder’//

Merry eased himself on top of her, brushing his erection past her thigh. His lips met hers again and his fingers found their way to her opening. He slowly pushed them in, emitting a gasp from Gelir.

//‘And where did that place come from’// she thought. Then she realized exactly what was going to happen.

‘That’s right, do not fear me my sweet’

At this gentle seductive touch Gelir felt the passion and pleasure build up inside her, she longed to release it. Soon she found Merry’s tip placed at her opening. He looked into her eyes, what he thought his only means of communicating with her, asking for her permission, which she gladly gave.

With a gentle thrust Merry buried himself deep within her. Gelir let out a silent cry at the pain, but before it could register Merry began moving faster and her pain was replaced with pure pleasure.

//‘Oh Merry, Merry, I love you’//

Gelir longed to scream these words to the Hobbit that was so greatly pleasuring her right now, but instead she wrapped her legs around his waist, encouraging him to thrust deeper, harder and faster.

All these Merry did, repeatedly attacking her mouth with his tongue, savoring that ocean taste.

Gelir began to meet Merry’s thrusts but soon they became too erratic for her to keep up. Merry was close and just as Gelir’s climax was upon her, Merry spilled his seed within her.

The Hobbit slumped on her chest, breathlessly panting. After a few minutes he rolled onto his back taking her with him, embraced in his arms. He brushed her damp hair from her forehead and whispered.

‘I love you’

Soon he two Hobbits fell into a peaceful sleep in each other’s arms.

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Gelir’s slumber was not peaceful for long. In the dead of the night shoke.oke. She felt a presence around her, but she could not tell what it was. She grabbed Merry’s nightshirt from the end of the bed and slipped it on.

She searched he whole of Brandy Hall but could not find anything suspicious. Then she went outside to the garden and there she was. Standing tall and straight was the Lady Galadriel, her shape illuminated by the shinning moon.

‘You did not heed my warning young mermaid.’ She said in a chilling voice. ‘You are an adult now, you’re innocence is gone. You are stained’

Galadriel pointed at her. Gelir looked down to find the nightshirt soaked with blood, a leg creatures period.

She looked back at the Elf with fear in her eyes.

‘Your family will most certainly disown you now, all hope of reconciling with them if all goes well with your love is now gone. From now on you shall have to bear the pain and reality of the kind you have become. Forever’

And with that she was gone.

Gelir snuck back into the house and went back into Merry’s room. She didn’t know what to do, blood was everywhere and the pain in her stomach was terrible. Eventually she curled up in the corner or the room and cried herself to sleep.

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The next morning when Merry awoke he reached out to Nessa but she was not there. Surprised, Merry sat up and looked around the room. There he spied her sitting in the corner, his nightshirt covered in blood.

Merry leapt from the bed and ran to her.

‘Gelir, wake up’

She opened her eyes and as soon as she saw his face, she flinched and tried to hide.

‘What’s wrong’ Merry asked ‘please tell me you didn’t do this yourself’

She shock her head.

‘Let me have a look, please’

Merry lifted the nightshirt and saw there was still blood leaking from the Hobbit lass.

‘Oh, it wasn’t me was it’ he exclaimed.

Gelir shock her head again and took hold of his hands.

‘Then I think I know what it is my dear’ Merry told her. ‘Strange time for it to come, but I think you’ve become a adult’

At these words Gelir began to sob and held onto Merry for dear life.

‘There now don’t cry my sweet, it’s nothing, it happens to all young lasses’

Merry raised her head to look at him.

‘Come let’s go and get you cleaned up, before my parents return.

Little did Merry know the seriousness of the situation, a reality that Gelir now understood. A reality that hit her hard.