Strange Allies

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A/N: I apologize in advance for any mistakes. My beta is having some personal issues and was unavailable to read this for me. All errors are mine!

MarzBar - indeed he has! But it serves him right! You are correct - I don't think they will be able to forget each other. And his High Haughtiness is always good for some smut! Some things never change! LOL! Naughty boy he is!

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“There is one more thing to teach you before I go, little one,” Haldir purred, sliding closer to her in the stream.

Annowe cocked her head curiously at him. “Only one?” She teased, splashing him slightly. She had taken him there to refresh himself after their latest indulgence. Thankfully, the sun was too bright for him to notice the pale glow that surrounded her and it relaxed her considerably. She did not need his questions when she had so many of her own!

He smiled wickedly. “Only one but it is a very important one,” he assured her, placing his wet hand in her hair.

“Can I do it as well?” She asked. She did not want to learn something that only he could do to her. Oh, no! He must be willing to get as good as he gave!

“I hope so,” he answered truthfully. If she could – he shivered slightly at the thought. The implication was more than he cared to consider at this point but he fervently hoped that she would be able to meet him half way. For so long he had desired to share himself so completely with another creature.

“Very well,” she agreed happily. “What must I do?”

“Trust me,” he said evenly, gazing deeply into her dark eyes.

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. This was serious! Could she trust him? He had never misled her before – even concerning Legolas so why would he now? But why would he feel the need to tell her that she must trust him?

“Why?” She countered, her eyes never wavering from his.

“Because it will not work unless you trust me completely,” he advised softly.

She leaned back and seemed to consider this for a few moments before slowly nodding in agreement.

Trying unsuccessfully to hide his wide grin, he stood up from the stream.

“Join me back at the fire when you are ready,” he smiled. “I will be waiting.”

With that, he turned and sauntered off, his wet body shining in the sunlight. Annowe watched him in admiration, his long muscular legs moving easily over the grass. She giggled shamelessly remembering the feel of his beautiful body on top of hers as they cavorted on the blankets earlier.

Slowly, she sank back down into the stream, remembering the feel of his elegant hands on her trembling skin. What would he teach her now? She was both excited and unnerved at the thought. Could she teach this to Legolas as well? Would she ever be able to use all of the tricks Haldir had taught her on Legolas? Or would he fear her?

She closed her eyes at the thought. She loved the Prince of Mirkwood dearly but a hint of doubt had begun to creep into her heart. How could she return to him and control her now unbridled desire? It would certainly frighten him much as Haldir’s had earlier. But she must give him the chance to try with her. Perhaps it would not be so threatening from her as it had been from Haldir.

After lying in the stream for a while, she stood up and made her way back to the fire where Haldir was waiting for her. He grinned at her approach, admiring the seductive sway of her hips and slight bounce in her step.

“I am ready, wicked one,” she purred as she slid up next to him, stroking his muscular chest with her eager fingers.

He sighed in contentment. “We will wait until dusk, then we will begin,” he whispered.

“Why dusk?” She questioned, continuing to stroke his skin.

“There is magic in the night, little one,” he breathed, pressing his lips to hers.

“But that does not mean we cannot prepare ourselves now,” he said as he broke their heated kiss.

“How long will this take?” She wondered curiously. Just what was she getting herself in to? The sun had not yet begun to hang low in the sky and they would begin now?

Haldir chuckled deeply. “It may take you some time to learn this,” he amended. “So we will begin to try it now. When the time comes we will see what happens.”

“Will you explain to me what we are going to do?” She asked, growing more anxious and less curious as he continued to speak of this new “trick”.

“Fear not, little one, I will not hurt you,” he whispered as he stroked her cheek with his fingertips. “I will make you feel like you have never felt before and you will do the same for me.”

“How?”

“We will use our desire mutually. Together our desires will merge as our physical selves merge,” he murmured, growing eager to try. Oh, how he hoped she would be able to meet him half way! To make him feel complete! Only Glorfindel had been able to meet him half way and since then Haldir had longed for another creature to make him feel that sensation!

“That does not sound too difficult,” she mused thoughtfully.

He smiled indulgently, letting his fingertips caress her shoulder. “No, it does not. But some fear such a complete union with another. It frightens them.”

Annowe frowned as she tried to understand how anyone could fear such a thing. He was doing this to her before, wasn’t he? It felt as if he were inside of her mind as well as her body earlier and that was not too frightening.

“Why do you wish it with me?” She asked softly.

Haldir froze, caught completely off guard by her curiosity. What could he say to her? Did he even know why? Yes, he did although he still refused to consider the true reason.

With a sigh, he took her arms and turned her to face him. As she gazed into his eyes it stuck her how terribly lonely he must be at times. He could have nearly any creature he desired but he never stayed with them. Why?

“Little one,” he began slowly, trying to sort out his own feelings on the matter. “Many years ago Glorfindel taught me as I have taught you. Since that time, I have searched for another creature that could take my complete desire without fear or regrets. Most cannot. I feel that you can,” he explained simply.

“Why are you not with Glorfindel?” She questioned naively.

Haldir sighed heavily and lowered his gaze. “Because I could not take his desire without fear. Only to a point could I join with him,” he said regretfully.

“Even now?” She asked in surprise. She could not imagine Haldir fearing any creature’s desire. Glorfindel did not seem frightening. Of course she had heard the stories of the Balrog Slayer but only of his martial prowess.

“Now he has found another who can match his desire and I will not intrude upon his happiness,” he said proudly.

Annowe blinked. She had never thought that Haldir would concede victory to another. The longer she stayed with him, the more she came to grudgingly admire him. He was not as shallow and hateful as she had originally believed. How odd!

“But you want to find it again,” she added quietly.

He nodded.

“You know I cannot stay with you, Haldir,” she warned gently. She had to remind him that even if she could do this she could not stay with him. She belonged to Legolas.

He lowered his gaze. “Yes, I know,” he agreed reluctantly. “But I need to feel it again, Annowe, to make sure it is still there inside of me.”

“Very well,” she concluded. “As long as you know that I will return to Legolas. I will agree to this.”

The March Warden smiled faintly. Yes, always Legolas. How could he forget? Slowly, he reached out for her and pulled her to the ground with him so that they were lying side by side in each other’s arms.

Tenderly, he kissed her, holding her tightly and moaned as he felt her arms encircle his neck. There was no Legolas now. It was her soft lips on his and her small hands on his body – not Legolas’! How quickly she could forget the Prince of Mirkwood when the March Warden’s strong arms wrapped about her waist!

“Yes, little one,” Haldir murmured softly, squeezing her firm bottom in his hands. “Let your desire caress me. Gently, easily. Like a whisper.”

Annowe nodded and tried to touch him with her desire several times before he finally moaned quietly and nodded encouragingly.

“Yes, like that. Now hold it there against me as you kiss me,” he breathed.

But it was so difficult for her to concentrate on her desire as her hungry lips found his. He gasped as the full force of her want crashed against him.

“Easy,” he hissed, his body quivering with restraint, as he grew harder. He could only take so much of her lust and then he would be forced to take her whether they were ready or not. Even he had his limits and Annowe knew exactly how to touch him to fully arouse him almost instantly.

Reluctantly, she pulled back and tried again to touch him with her desire before kissing him. It took her several tries before she could keep her desire in check enough to kiss him at the same time.

“I do not like this,” she frowned, her body aching from the exertion of trying to control her self. “I cannot fully enjoy either sensation!”

“You will once you learn to control it,” Haldir soothed. “Now let us try together. Let your desire touch me as mine touches yours.”

She nodded and gazed into his eyes as she felt her need for him well up inside of her, stifling it before it became too great. He smiled and shivered.

“Yes, just like that,” he breathed. “Now me.”

As his desire met hers she suddenly understood how unnerving it could be to some. It felt as if he could read her heart and mind and she his! She felt completely vulnerable and naked. Instantly, she gasped and the connection was broken.

“Did it frighten you?” He asked gently.

She nodded, her eyes wide with shock.

“That is why you must trust me,” he reminded her.

“Can you do to me what it feels like you can do?” She asked anxiously. Perhaps she did not want to know!

“What does it feel like I can do?” He asked softly, stroking her back to soothe her.

She shivered involuntarily. “It feels like you can read my mind and control me,” she trembled.

“No, I cannot,” he said with a touch of regret. “I can see some of your thoughts as you can see mine but I cannot control you. You are too strong.”

“But you could,” she breathed.

“Yes, just as you could possibly control me if you were strong enough,” he replied.

She giggled impulsively at the thought of controlling him. “You must trust me completely, then,” she reasoned in surprise. She had no idea he had let her grow so close to him!

“Indeed,” he agreed.

“I would make you do such nice things if I could control you,” she giggled mischievously.

Haldir slapped her playfully on the bottom in retribution. “Nice things!” He snorted indignantly then chuckled warmly. Somehow he rather liked the idea that she still considered him vile and wicked.

“Let us try again,” she urged, excited now that she understood what was happening between them.

“Very well,” he agreed. “Begin.”

With a smile, she pressed her face into his chest and breathed deeply of his scent, feeling her desire for him creeping over her and she slowly pushed it toward him, never allowing it full reign. She felt his fingers dig into her back as he began to feel it.

And then his desire touched her, enveloping her and she shivered. The sensation of being so physically close to him as their mutual desires merged was unnerving but she willed herself to remain calm and concentrate on him alone and not her fear.

“Yes,” he breathed, feeling his desire merge with hers. Oh, how he wanted to totally engulf her in his want! But he could not – not yet. He must not rush this or the connection would be lost.

“More,” he murmured encouragingly. “Let me feel more of your desire.”

Annowe obeyed and immediately felt him match her. She moaned and sank her teeth into his chest. Her body was now quivering with need as well as restraint. How long could they keep this up? Her physical form begged for his and yet she felt that they had already joined on some level. She could feel him breathing and feel the rush of his blood through him as he held her. How strange was that sensation! That he was caressing her from the inside!

“What is that?” She hissed. His warm gentle fingers were stroking her quivering heart.

“Touch me,” he whispered. “As I touch you.”

From the inside! He wanted her to touch him from the inside! She realized. But how? Closing her eyes, she concentrated on her desire caressing his back, its slow gentle tendrils spreading over him like a blanket.

“Yes,” he moaned. “Oh, Annowe!”

A quick grin of triumph raced over her face. Yes! She understood it now. It was still difficult to control and not as steady as Haldir’s but she knew how it should feel when it was right.

Gradually, he withdrew his desire from her and it felt like a physical let down.

“What is it?” She asked anxiously, fearing she had hurt him or worse – frightened him. She wanted to continue. She was just beginning to feel it properly and needed to know it was right.

He hugged her tightly. “Rest now. When the moon appears we will finish this as it was meant to be,” he murmured, fighting the urge to simply roll her over and take her.

As she relaxed against him, she could hear his heart pounding in his chest. Yes, she was tired. It was more exhausting than she realized. How tiring would it be when they ultimately merged? She wondered.

“Haldir,” she murmured, feeling her body ache with need. “I cannot rest until you are inside of me.”

He smiled. Yes, his own desire had grown quite intense but he did not want to take her quickly – it seemed so inappropriate, like guzzling Dorwinion wine instead of sipping it.

“What do you want, little one?” He whispered, running his fingers along the side of her breast.

Instantly, she had pushed him over onto his back and lowered herself onto his throbbing shaft before he had an opportunity to even kiss her.

“Yes!” She hissed as he slid deeper into her. “Oh, yes!”

Haldir moaned and grabbed her thighs, thrusting his hips upward to meet her. They gasped in unison at the sensation and Annowe leaned forward to kiss him deeply as her pelvis began to move rhythmically against him.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she thrust against him, her fingers digging into his broad chest as she moaned into his mouth. Oh, how good it felt to have him inside of her, driving the ache from her!

As her rhythm increased, so did her panting and he shivered at the intensity of her need. Her small face was buried in his throat, gasping as she recklessly thrust herself against him. He wanted it to last, he wanted to enjoy it but she was like a raging tigress – wanting him; needing him and he could not deny her.

“Annowe,” he moaned, feeling the tingle begin at his toes. He would not hold it back. He could not. “I am very close.”

“Yes,” she murmured. “Come. I don’t care.”

But he did not want it like this – he was guzzling the finest wine and yet he could not stop. As the intensity grew, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and thrust himself upwards to meet her.

She gasped as he drove himself deep into her willing body. Oh, the wonderful feeling of recklessly riding him as he thrashed and moaned under her! They were like two wild animals lost and alone!

With a cry of relief, Haldir began to convulse under her and hungrily she covered his mouth with hers, wanting every last bit of him. He held her tightly as his body was wracked with pleasure, gasping and sweating.

Annowe slid her arms completely around him and pressed closer to him, riding the waves of his climax. How good that felt! His beautiful form writhing in ultimate bliss from her greedy taking of him! She could not get enough of him! It was madness!

As his climax subsided as quickly as it came, he moaned quietly and stroked her back. They would both sleep now and when the moon grew high in the sky they would merge completely. They would become one.

With a sigh of contentment, she relaxed against him, nuzzling his chest as the ache in her loins subsided.

Haldir held her tightly, resting his cheek against her hair as he felt her drift off into a light doze on top of him. She had met his desire half way! They could do this! He would feel that again! He was so close – so very close to fulfilling his lonely quest to find one who could take him where only Glorfindel had been able to so long ago! But would their ultimate merging bond them together forever?

He squeezed his eyes shut. He could not think about that now. He would think about the nubile nymph in his arms, holding within her the promise of his ultimate desire.

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