Celeborn's Nine - Riders of the Night
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Category:
-Multi-Age › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
88
Views:
9,398
Reviews:
155
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Glorfindel
Longma insisted that Haldir and Legolas take the rest of the riders on homeward that to turn around and go back would put them on their journey when it was hotter and more dangerous. She was taking Glorfindel back to the keep, but once he was well, she would return him to them.
Being elfkind did mean he had a stronger constitution and was living through an event that would have instantly killed a human. And poor Jarna had suffered a long time before they finally killed him. His remains had been burnt to keep predators from getting them.
On the ride back to the keep, Glorfindel, wrapped in a blanket to keep him warm, shook violently from the poison that was circulating through his blood. Too high and he couldn't breathe, which meant Celestial had to fly lower than normal. And once at the Keep he had to land in the courtyard so Longma's servants could get him down and into a bed.
Glorfindel was cold one minute and hot the next, and he was having the strangest dreams. Creatures from his worst nightmares were tormenting him, and one in particular would not leave him be. And he kept falling, and he knew once he hit he would be dead. He kept reaching for something but did not know what it was.
Longma stayed by his bed and wiped the sweat off his brow one minuted and covered him the next; it was a vicious cycle as the poison worked through his system. He tossed and turned and made frightened sounds. Once he reached up with his hand, a good sign to Longma, and she grabbed it. It scared him so bad he yelled and she had to release it.
Soothing herbs were burnt in his room, and a special tea was made for him, but he was too deep in delirium to drink it, so it sat on the table beside him.
Sometime before morning the poison released its grip on his body, and he opened his eyes to see her sitting beside him, her head lowered in sleep. He did not remember anything after the second snake maiden attacked him, and so he was pleasantly surprised to see her sitting there.
"Longma?" he called to her softly.
She blinked twice and then raised her head. "Dragons be praised!" she exclaimed and stood up. "How do you feel?"
"Weak," he answered. "How?"
"The boys tracked you to the spot where the snake maidens captured you. Tiger summoned Celestial and here we are."
Glorfindel smiled and then thought about Jarna. "The Galadhrim with me?"
She frowned gently and said, "He did not make it, I am sorry. But we killed the five sisters."
"Good," he answered wearily. But he had one more question. "Where are the others?"
"I made Haldir and Legolas continue towards home. I said I would drop you off when you felt better. Hungry?"
Glorfindel smiled. "I believe I am."
Longma was good to her word. She nursed Glorfindel until he was well enough to leave, and she behaved herself, only flirting a little when he initiated it. At dinner on what would be his last night at the keep, he asked her how she wanted him to repay her kindness.
"You owe me nothing," she said and smiled at him. "Unless you want to give me something."
"What would you have?"
She took a sip of plum wine and smiled. "Perhaps we can ride the dragon," she suggested.
"I think I would like that," he answered as sipped his own wine.
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Gold against ivory. Glorfindel moved her hair away from her neck and kissed her just below the ear. He was the male dragon and lightly bit her shoulder. Mentally locked with Celestial who was in the heavens high above them, he felt what the dragon felt as it found its mate. Longma felt the she-dragon's desire as her own. Claws unleashed, teeth claiming sweet flesh to hold, not bite. Glorfindel could not remember a more powerful need racking his body. Longma's body was possessed as dragons mate. He did not know if he roared or if it was Celestial in his mind.
It was sex at its rawest, at its purest, and he could not control himself as he pounded into her. When Celestial came, he came, and it almost hurt it was so good. Longma made a sharp crying sound as her body answered his. It was mind numbing.
When the dragons seperated, he collapsed across Longma's back. He didn't want to move, and Longma was content to let him lay on top of her. In a little while, if she was lucky, he would be ready again. Glorfindel had great stamina.
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At first light Glorfindel climbed Celestial's leg to take his seat behind Longma. Before the day was over he was back with the riders on their way home.
Being elfkind did mean he had a stronger constitution and was living through an event that would have instantly killed a human. And poor Jarna had suffered a long time before they finally killed him. His remains had been burnt to keep predators from getting them.
On the ride back to the keep, Glorfindel, wrapped in a blanket to keep him warm, shook violently from the poison that was circulating through his blood. Too high and he couldn't breathe, which meant Celestial had to fly lower than normal. And once at the Keep he had to land in the courtyard so Longma's servants could get him down and into a bed.
Glorfindel was cold one minute and hot the next, and he was having the strangest dreams. Creatures from his worst nightmares were tormenting him, and one in particular would not leave him be. And he kept falling, and he knew once he hit he would be dead. He kept reaching for something but did not know what it was.
Longma stayed by his bed and wiped the sweat off his brow one minuted and covered him the next; it was a vicious cycle as the poison worked through his system. He tossed and turned and made frightened sounds. Once he reached up with his hand, a good sign to Longma, and she grabbed it. It scared him so bad he yelled and she had to release it.
Soothing herbs were burnt in his room, and a special tea was made for him, but he was too deep in delirium to drink it, so it sat on the table beside him.
Sometime before morning the poison released its grip on his body, and he opened his eyes to see her sitting beside him, her head lowered in sleep. He did not remember anything after the second snake maiden attacked him, and so he was pleasantly surprised to see her sitting there.
"Longma?" he called to her softly.
She blinked twice and then raised her head. "Dragons be praised!" she exclaimed and stood up. "How do you feel?"
"Weak," he answered. "How?"
"The boys tracked you to the spot where the snake maidens captured you. Tiger summoned Celestial and here we are."
Glorfindel smiled and then thought about Jarna. "The Galadhrim with me?"
She frowned gently and said, "He did not make it, I am sorry. But we killed the five sisters."
"Good," he answered wearily. But he had one more question. "Where are the others?"
"I made Haldir and Legolas continue towards home. I said I would drop you off when you felt better. Hungry?"
Glorfindel smiled. "I believe I am."
Longma was good to her word. She nursed Glorfindel until he was well enough to leave, and she behaved herself, only flirting a little when he initiated it. At dinner on what would be his last night at the keep, he asked her how she wanted him to repay her kindness.
"You owe me nothing," she said and smiled at him. "Unless you want to give me something."
"What would you have?"
She took a sip of plum wine and smiled. "Perhaps we can ride the dragon," she suggested.
"I think I would like that," he answered as sipped his own wine.
...............................................................................................
Gold against ivory. Glorfindel moved her hair away from her neck and kissed her just below the ear. He was the male dragon and lightly bit her shoulder. Mentally locked with Celestial who was in the heavens high above them, he felt what the dragon felt as it found its mate. Longma felt the she-dragon's desire as her own. Claws unleashed, teeth claiming sweet flesh to hold, not bite. Glorfindel could not remember a more powerful need racking his body. Longma's body was possessed as dragons mate. He did not know if he roared or if it was Celestial in his mind.
It was sex at its rawest, at its purest, and he could not control himself as he pounded into her. When Celestial came, he came, and it almost hurt it was so good. Longma made a sharp crying sound as her body answered his. It was mind numbing.
When the dragons seperated, he collapsed across Longma's back. He didn't want to move, and Longma was content to let him lay on top of her. In a little while, if she was lucky, he would be ready again. Glorfindel had great stamina.
..............................................................................................
At first light Glorfindel climbed Celestial's leg to take his seat behind Longma. Before the day was over he was back with the riders on their way home.