The Crux of the Problem

Disclaimer: (In the spirit of Crimson Starlight)

Erin and Thranduil: *making out on couch*

Shana: *walks in, pivots around, walks right back out, stops Legolas on his way in*

Legolas: What's up?

Shana: *shakes head* You do NOT wanna go in there.

Legolas: *frowns*

Shana: Trust me.

Legolas: I just wanted to go to the kitchen…

Shana: I'll order pizza.

Legolas: Really?

Shana: Really.

Legolas: *heads back the way he came*

Shana: glances back into living room, eyes widen* Oh wow.

Erin and Thranduil: *use your imagination, suffice to say clothes were now missing from both parties*

Shana: *quirks thumb toward couple* I own nothing, I'm not responsible for ANY of that, etc etc. etc.

Chapter 8: Onward

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Haldir carried the trembling woman from the front room to his bed. His length still embedded within her he could feel her muscles twitch with every step he took. He carefully laid her down on the bed, covering her body with his. Despite having just reached completion his arousal had not abated.

Janessa silently bit her lip as Haldir lifted her off her feet and carried her back to his bed. Every muscle in her body was protesting by now, unused to the frequent abuse they were receiving. She gasped audibly as she realized his arousal had not diminished with their latest coupling. If anything he had grown harder within her.

Upon laying Janessa on the bed Haldir reclaimed her mouth, thrusting into her with renewed fervor. The Marchwarden had so enjoyed their latest position he decided to try it out again, but in a setting less stressful to his partner’s body. He consciously slowed his movements, insinuating his left arm under Janessa’s right thigh to guide her leg back up against his chest. He found it highly erotic that she was so flexible and so willing to indulge his adventurousness.

Jan’s body protested at the renewed sensations, the line between pain and pleasure blurring. Lacking the energy to play a more active role she let the Marchwarden take the lead, consciously relaxing her sore leg muscles as he drew her leg against his chest again. Clearly he likes this position. She cried out mutely as the powerful elf sent her mind reeling from wave after wave of pleasurable sensation. Haldir was as skilled in the bedroom as he was on the battlefield. In a short time he had learned to play her body like he would his bow.

Janessa cried out as the Marchwarden shifted his position, entering her with long, slow, sure strokes. Every thrust stimulated both her clit and that spot inside her causing her thigh muscles to twitch involuntarily every time he slid inside her. Haldir seemed determined to set every nerve in her body on fire, all at the same time.

Janessa applied pressure to the back of Haldir’s neck with her leg, drawing him down for a kiss. She slid her hands from his shoulders down along his spine to clasp the curve of his firm backside. She held him in place with his next thrust, trying to still his movements for a bare moment and regain her senses.

Haldir’s response was to rotate his hips in a slow circle only resulting in even more stimulation. With a shuddering cry into their joined mouths Janessa came for the second time that eve. Only when the Marchwarden felt Jan’s muscles contract around his length did he still his movements, leaning up on his elbows to gaze down upon her as she rode out the orgasm.

Taking deep breaths to quiet her racing heart Janessa met Haldir’s searching gaze, just locking eyes with him as he smiled softly down at her. He shifted his weight to one forearm, lightly brushing several strands of hair out of her face, then drawing his fingertips over the curve of her ear and down her jaw. She could feel him still hard within her, not yet ready for their escapade to end.

Janessa slid her hands back up from the curve of his backside to frame either side of his face, drawing him down for a lingering kiss as the last tremors of her orgasm racked her frame. She held his face within her hands as she slowly explored his mouth and drew her left leg up until the bottom of her foot was firmly planted on the pallet next to his hip.

Haldir was surprised to suddenly find himself on his back, Janessa in the splits astride him. He looked up at her in amazement as she sat up, the movement plunging him further into her depths. He groaned as he found every inch of his length firmly embedded within her. What does she have planned for me now? He remained silent, running his hand along her right calf next to his head.

Janessa consciously ignored it when her muscles pulled in protest at the added exertion of flipping them over. Never breaking Haldir’s gaze she moved her left leg that had ended up stretched straight out next to his right thigh so that it was bent in half, pressed against the right side of his torso. Suppressing a grimace she then slid her right foot back, down toward Haldir’s left shoulder until the sole of her slippered foot rested flat, the heel pressed against his shoulder. She released a sigh as the tension was loosed from her lower limbs.

Haldir felt her relax above him, a quizzical expression crossing his face. Janessa smiled a bit tiredly down at him as she leaned forward, running her hands up his abdomen and over his chest, past his shoulders. Nose to nose, their chests now pressed together she slid her hands up past his head to catch a pillow.

Hearing the slide of fabric Haldir interpreted her intent, leaning up as she nestled the pillow beneath his head and shoulders, propping him slightly forward. If I wasn’t curious before I definitely am now. He watched as Janessa sat up again, trailing her fingertips ever so lightly across his nipples and down along his sides, feeling his arousal twitch in response.

Still holding his eyes with hers Janessa reached back behind her, sliding her hands under the backs of Haldir’s upper thighs. She could feel his still-hard length twitch again within her as she leaned back, sliding her hands down his legs to his knees. Once there she sat forward again, drawing his legs up with her until she could lean back comfortably against his thighs.

Resting back against his legs Janessa slid her left leg around so that both her Pointe-shoe shod feet bracketed Haldir’s head, careful that her feet did not catch in the spill of his gold-tinged silver hair. Throughout her slow, careful movements Haldir’s arousal never abated. His intrigue at her actions only fanned the fires of his desire.

His eyes never wavering from hers Haldir brought each hand to an ankle, sliding his palms slowly up over her calves, along the sides of her knees to grip the sides of her outer thighs. She released Haldir’s legs, moving her hands to cover his, their fingers twining together. Hands clasped, Janessa gave his a reassuring squeeze.

Janessa braced her heels on either side of Haldir’s head. Arching her back she flexed her muscles, sliding up Haldir’s length before sliding ever so slowly back down. The Marchwarden finally dropped her gaze, looking down to where their bodies were intimately joined. He lost all coherence as he watched and felt his length slide in and out of Janessa’s clutching warmth.

Janessa sighed as each delicious sensation swept over her. Not only did the position she had chosen give Haldir a spectacular view of their joining, but it allowed her to set the pace and give her protesting muscles a chance to recover. Dropping down his length Janessa felt him penetrate her more fully than ever before, gasps escaping her lips as she took all of him in.

Watching his length enter and exit Janessa’s warmth proved Haldir’s undoing. Releasing her hands, unable to restrain himself any longer he grasped the curve of each cheek in his hands, raising and lowering her along his length faster as he thrust his hips up in sync. He released a feral growl from his chest when she extricated her ass from his hands only to moan loudly as Janessa alternately pushed against her heels, rotating her hips against his loins.

She clasped Haldir’s thighs with her arms bearing down on him, the sensitive head of his arousal rubbing intensely against her cervix as he tried to thrust into her, the sensations finally driving the Marchwarden over the edge with a howl heard halfway round Lothlorien.

Janessa cried out with him, multiple orgasms wracking her body as she felt him finally spend himself deep within her depths. Haldir cried out again as her muscles continued to contract around his length, wringing his essence from him. His abs and thighs twitched with every convulsion, his strength finally fleeing him. He let his head fall back against the pillow, eyes closing, utterly drained.

Janessa watched him from beneath lowered lashes, wondering idly if she had finally tired him out to the point that she might find rest. The indomitable Marchwarden had proven quite insatiable in his need for her. Not in her wildest fantasies had she anticipated finding such lust in the elf.

She watched him as he reopened his eyes and lifted her right foot, studying how the ribbons were wound around her ankle before carefully undoing them and sliding the toe-shoe off her foot. He raised one brow when he pulled the toe-pad off, stuffing it back in the shoe then releasing her foot to drop the shoe by the side of the bed. Jan shifted her leg back around so her calf trailed along the side of his thigh as he repeated his actions on her other foot.

Jan's hands rested on Haldir's chest as he removed the other slipper and she slid her leg back. The Marchwarden caught her hands in his, drawing her down against him, guiding her arms to circle his neck as he buried his face in her hair, inhaling deeply. The scent of sandalwood from their earlier bath mingled with vanilla, honey and well-worn leather. The sandalwood in particular marked her as his.

Janessa molded her body against his when he pulled her down against him, her weary body instinctively conforming to the planes of his. She tucked her head beneath his chin as he buried his nose in her hair, his breathing long and slow. Her eyes drooped shut, sleep rising up to claim her as the steady sounds of Haldir's breath and heartbeat lulled her from consciousness.

Haldir smiled to himself as he recognized the deep, slow breaths of sleep emanating from the woman in his arms. Moving carefully not to disturb her, the Marchwarden caught the tossed-aside coverlet with one foot, drawing it to his hand and covering their joined bodies.

Once the blanket was in place Haldir slowly moved his hands across the expanse of Janessa's back, finding tight knots here and there. With gentle movements he utilized his healing ability and dexterous hands to release the remaining tension in her form. Only then did the elf allow his fatigue to overcome him, his eyes losing their focus, Janessa's body draped across his, Haldir's arms wrapped firmly around her.

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