Runes of Love
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
4,181
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 9
Title: Runes of Love 9/?
Author: Bernsteinnixe
Email: Bernstein_nixe@yahoo.com
List: http://www.tolkiens_naughty_elves@yahoogroups.com
Pairing: Haldir/Thranduil
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Haldir is given a chance to turn his life around, but when he chooses to follow his dreams, he leaves behind someone he loves.
It seems that everyone wanted to know what was in the letters… I said no, but my muses begged to differ… enjoy!
Chapter 9
Haldir raised his brows with curiosity as he began to read the letter. He had already lost count of how many he had read, but so far he had laughed and cried tears of happiness and of longing. And now it looked as though he might also have to do something else entirely…
Thranduil had behaved while writing all of the letters that Haldir had read so far, but it seemed the king could not control himself for long.
‘Ai, I miss you so much gûren. It is times like this, when night has fallen and I am alone that I like to imagine that you are with me. Most of the time I like to think about being able to hold you again, to smell the sweet scent of your hair, and to relish in the warmth of your voice. But then, there are those other times – and this is one of them – that I cannot help but picture you, on your knees before me. I am already becoming aroused…
With those nimble fingers of yours you untie the laces of my leggings. My length springs free, its glistening head bobbing in front of your face. You take me in your hand, stroking gently before engulfing me with the warmth of your lascivious mouth.
Forgive me, lirimaer, but it appears that my left hand has wandered down to the waistband of my breeches. Gods am I hard… I would love nothing more than to have you on a mattress, beneath me right now. Ahh, the things I would do to you.’
‘Beneath him, ehh?’ thought Haldir. ‘I will show him.’ A wicked grin crossed his face as he imagined how he would prove to Thranduil that he was no longer one to be dominated at anyone’s will.
‘I am so close, melethen. It has been so long since last we were together, but I can still imagine your velvety heat tight around my cock as vividly as if it were yesterday. So close…just a few more strokes and… oooh… I am coming…
Ai, that felt so good. I hope you will not mind that I have stained the parchment…I also hope that you will not be offended by this dirty letter, but I would be lying if I said that I did not miss you in *every* way. I eagerly await the day that we will be together again. Until then, I must depend on my thoughts and memories to sustain me. I pray that you are well and that you think about me on occasion. Sadly, ‘tis late and I must get some rest. Melin chen, Haldir. I will wait for you forever if I must.
Yours Always,
Thranduil’
Haldir smiled contentedly as he acknowledged the stain that Thranduil had referred to. Only then did he realize that his own hand had wandered somewhere as well…
As he lay, sated, amongst the mass of letters, Haldir realized that the sky was already tinged red. His vision was already blurry from having read so long, and he decided that it would be better to get some sleep before finishing his reading. He drifted into reverie as he lay, surrounded by words of Thranduil’s love and anticipation.
*
Haldir sighed in frustration as he stared at the blank piece of parchment. He hated writing letters for he could never come up with the right words to say what was on his mind. Several times already he had picked up the quill, ready to begin writing, only to return it to the inkwell, the page still blank. Was it really that hard to tell Thranduil he loved him, and that he was coming home?
He reached for the quill once more, determined to just start writing. It was the first sentenced that posed the biggest obstacle, after he got it down it would all just flow.
‘Meleth nin,
Thank you for waiting for me all this time, and for the beautiful letters. I have just finished reading all of them, and they have touched my heart as nothing ever had before, save for the words you said to me on our way to ‘Lorien.
As much as I have missed you, I am glad I decided to stay here, in the Golden Wood. Time away from all the things that have had such an emotional impact on my life has allowed me to finally heal. May the Valar bless the Lady Galadriel for the sound advice she as offered us. I have never felt as good as I do now, though I would feel even better if we were together again.
I hope you will understand that ‘Lorien needs me during these dark times, I could not abandon the Lord and Lady, or the Elves under my command, now. But, when the war is over, and I am sure we will prevail, I shall return to you, melethen. Until then, we must feed our longing with memories and letters, which I promise I will write often now—hopefully not so often that you will not find the time to rule your kingdom.
Love,
Haldir
P.S. I was greatly pleased by the stain you left for me on that one letter you could not control your behavior while writing, and I have added one of my own as well.’
Tbc…
Elvish:
Gûren- my heart
Meleth – love
Melethen- my love
Lirimaer – lovely one
Melin chen- I love you
Author: Bernsteinnixe
Email: Bernstein_nixe@yahoo.com
List: http://www.tolkiens_naughty_elves@yahoogroups.com
Pairing: Haldir/Thranduil
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Haldir is given a chance to turn his life around, but when he chooses to follow his dreams, he leaves behind someone he loves.
It seems that everyone wanted to know what was in the letters… I said no, but my muses begged to differ… enjoy!
Chapter 9
Haldir raised his brows with curiosity as he began to read the letter. He had already lost count of how many he had read, but so far he had laughed and cried tears of happiness and of longing. And now it looked as though he might also have to do something else entirely…
Thranduil had behaved while writing all of the letters that Haldir had read so far, but it seemed the king could not control himself for long.
‘Ai, I miss you so much gûren. It is times like this, when night has fallen and I am alone that I like to imagine that you are with me. Most of the time I like to think about being able to hold you again, to smell the sweet scent of your hair, and to relish in the warmth of your voice. But then, there are those other times – and this is one of them – that I cannot help but picture you, on your knees before me. I am already becoming aroused…
With those nimble fingers of yours you untie the laces of my leggings. My length springs free, its glistening head bobbing in front of your face. You take me in your hand, stroking gently before engulfing me with the warmth of your lascivious mouth.
Forgive me, lirimaer, but it appears that my left hand has wandered down to the waistband of my breeches. Gods am I hard… I would love nothing more than to have you on a mattress, beneath me right now. Ahh, the things I would do to you.’
‘Beneath him, ehh?’ thought Haldir. ‘I will show him.’ A wicked grin crossed his face as he imagined how he would prove to Thranduil that he was no longer one to be dominated at anyone’s will.
‘I am so close, melethen. It has been so long since last we were together, but I can still imagine your velvety heat tight around my cock as vividly as if it were yesterday. So close…just a few more strokes and… oooh… I am coming…
Ai, that felt so good. I hope you will not mind that I have stained the parchment…I also hope that you will not be offended by this dirty letter, but I would be lying if I said that I did not miss you in *every* way. I eagerly await the day that we will be together again. Until then, I must depend on my thoughts and memories to sustain me. I pray that you are well and that you think about me on occasion. Sadly, ‘tis late and I must get some rest. Melin chen, Haldir. I will wait for you forever if I must.
Yours Always,
Thranduil’
Haldir smiled contentedly as he acknowledged the stain that Thranduil had referred to. Only then did he realize that his own hand had wandered somewhere as well…
As he lay, sated, amongst the mass of letters, Haldir realized that the sky was already tinged red. His vision was already blurry from having read so long, and he decided that it would be better to get some sleep before finishing his reading. He drifted into reverie as he lay, surrounded by words of Thranduil’s love and anticipation.
*
Haldir sighed in frustration as he stared at the blank piece of parchment. He hated writing letters for he could never come up with the right words to say what was on his mind. Several times already he had picked up the quill, ready to begin writing, only to return it to the inkwell, the page still blank. Was it really that hard to tell Thranduil he loved him, and that he was coming home?
He reached for the quill once more, determined to just start writing. It was the first sentenced that posed the biggest obstacle, after he got it down it would all just flow.
‘Meleth nin,
Thank you for waiting for me all this time, and for the beautiful letters. I have just finished reading all of them, and they have touched my heart as nothing ever had before, save for the words you said to me on our way to ‘Lorien.
As much as I have missed you, I am glad I decided to stay here, in the Golden Wood. Time away from all the things that have had such an emotional impact on my life has allowed me to finally heal. May the Valar bless the Lady Galadriel for the sound advice she as offered us. I have never felt as good as I do now, though I would feel even better if we were together again.
I hope you will understand that ‘Lorien needs me during these dark times, I could not abandon the Lord and Lady, or the Elves under my command, now. But, when the war is over, and I am sure we will prevail, I shall return to you, melethen. Until then, we must feed our longing with memories and letters, which I promise I will write often now—hopefully not so often that you will not find the time to rule your kingdom.
Love,
Haldir
P.S. I was greatly pleased by the stain you left for me on that one letter you could not control your behavior while writing, and I have added one of my own as well.’
Tbc…
Elvish:
Gûren- my heart
Meleth – love
Melethen- my love
Lirimaer – lovely one
Melin chen- I love you