A Gift of Love
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Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
5,581
Reviews:
13
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Chapter 3
CHAPTER THREE
The Offering
I do not know how to approach him. Have no words to form to tell him that would send him into the arms of another, even if for just one night. I did not want to imagine what that night would be like, lying alone in our bed while he warmed another¡¦s. Did not want to feel the intense sorrow I felt even at the thought of it, even now as he lies sleeping in my arms. How could I let another feel those hands that only moments ago had touched me? How could there be another who knew what it was like to hear him call out in passion? Still I could not forget how he had smiled through tears of joy at the babe in his arms. How well it suited him to hold his child. So how could I deny him this, when I could deny him nothing else?
I stroke his long hair as it fall over his shoulder and on to my chest. Lower my head to kiss the silken strands, nuzzling my cheek against him. Beautiful, beautiful brother of mine.
We had arrived to a welcome from Ada and Glorfindel. Elladan delivered the parchment from King Theoden and as we walked the corridors to our rooms we related a little of what had transpired. Ada had looked to me when I had described the young prince and I had wondered what it was he had heard in my words. He listened with a frown to Elladan¡'s recounting of the dark one who had made us both uneasy. Then as we neared Elladan¡¦s rooms, he smiled at us, embraced us both whispering his welcome once more and his thanks for our safe arrival home. His eyes shone with a light I had not seen before as he stepped back.
"I am proud of both of you. Rest well, I am sure the bed within is a welcome comfort after the nights on the hard earth.¨
I had hurried Elladan through the door, leaning on it as I closed it. My brother still stood with the same surprised expression on his face he had after Ada had finished speaking.
"He knows.¨ It was all Elladan could say. "He knows.¨
I walk toward him, kissing him first hard, my tongue as eager to be entwined with his as my body is to join us.
Pulling back I kiss his cheek, the corners of his eyes, his chin and suckled his neck, my hands over his back in a heated flurry.
"We considered that possibility.¨
"Yes, yes we did, but now it is certain........Elrohir, he did not look displeased did he? I thought not......¨
Elladan is at a loss, not often do I see him thus, and in that moment of vulnerability, he drives away the meager words I had formed to speak of my vision. Later, I would bring it to him later.
I gather him in my arms once more and hold him tight.
"He did not look displeased,¨ I assure him. "I think mayhap he was even happy for us.¨
Elladan¡¦s head turns slightly, his breath hot upon the bare skin of my neck.
"I have missed your company,¨ he whispers as his tongue licks across my ear.
"I was forever by your side, as always.¨ I pretend not to understand his meaning.
He nips at my ear. "Perhaps I then need to show you what is it I have missed.¨
He moves us apart to rest his forehead on mine. I have ever told him when he is aroused the curl of his mouth is predatory and the gleam in his eye seductive.
Later seems to move further away.
Thus we come to lay together, he sated asleep in my arms. I bring my hand around to him, play my fingers over his back, tracing each measure of his spine, curve of his hip, texture of the muscle of his thigh.
"I love you beyond life, my brother,¨ I whisper to his sleeping form and as if to answer he moans quietly, his cheek brushing my shoulder as he shifts to comfort himself.
Would he nestle this close in the arms of the one who would bear his child? Would he allow them to hold him as I do? Would one night be enough, or would he return?
I have not slept when the light of the new day tinges the blue black of the night sky. Still for all my restless pondering I have not come closer to the right words. I will wait.
Elladan¡'s eyes focus slowly on his surroundings. It is among my favourite things, to watch him wake. Grey eyes slowly turning their gaze to me, a smile on his lips. He greets me with a kiss as always.
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I trace the outline of his cheek.
"You have not slept.¨
He shakes his head. "I wished to watch you sleep.¨
He knows as I that is only a partial truth.
"What ails you Elrohir?¨
The palm of my hand rests on his cheek. I will not have him shake his head and tell me nothing once more.
I can see he is struggling. We have so few secrets from each other that my heart pounds in fear and the knot that is my stomach tightens further. I plead silently not to hear there is another.
"Tell me before I imagine far worse.¨
He looks away from me, untangles himself and moves to sit on the edge of the bed.
"I had hoped for more time to properly say what I must, to choose the right words, but it is not possible I do not think. I do not know if there are right words for what I need to say to you.¨
I tremble as only half his words filtered through to me. My hand hung outstretched in the air between us, not quite touching him. Tears I cannot help form, I held my breath waiting for the words I know were only moments away.
"In Rohan.........¨
My heart sinks. That was the sum of it then. I climb from the bed, my feet on the opposite side to him, our backs to each other. The unspoken promise in the smile at our arrival home, the feverent kiss when we had at last closed the door on the rest of the world, the words he had whispered of love to me as we had sank down onto the bed we now sat on, the way his hands and lips touched me, the scream of my name as his seed filled me. Even the memories of Rohan. Had I misunderstood all of that? I notice naught but the drops of salt water that drip on my thigh. Not even when my brother¡'s hands cup my face to lift it to look at him.
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I had begun to recount the night of the first feast in Rohan, how the babe had ceased crying once placed in his arms, of how he had held the child as he whispered his blessing, and then begun for me the most difficulty part of the telling, when I was aware that Elladan had moved away from me. I had turned to see him, head bowed, seated on the edge of the bed. I did not have to see his face to know. On my feet in moments and to him, I lift his chin to me. My lips are on his, a kiss I intend to be gentle could not be as I taste his tears. His arms are slow to embrace me, but as mine tighten on him, so did his. He kissed me back with equal passion.
I pulled back, kneeling on the floor, holding his hands in mine. Fear has gripped us both for differing reasons, we have failed this once to understand each other because of it.
"I love you more than I have ever felt it possible to love,¨ I tell him.
His teared eyes blink at me, looking deeply into mine to seek the truth of my words. He smiles shyly. "I love you.¨
"Elladan, this is not easy for me to tell you, but I must.¨ I tell him then of the vision. He listens, frowning.
"And you take this as the future determined, not a glimpse to what might be?¨ He places emphasis on the might be. But I have no doubts.
"It is what will come to pass," I assure him.
"I cannot see it.¨
But I have seen the flicker of hope in his eyes. And seen it disappear just as quickly. Ah Elladan I sigh silently, you will sacrifice for me, but not this time, this time I will give to you.
He does not disappoint when I finally find the courage to suggest what I can for now see as the only path for us. At first he laughs, but seeing my earnest look, he stops short.
"Elrohir,¨ he murmurs as he leans close to me, "I have my heart¡'s desire. I would not tempt the fates to ask for more than is my due.¨ He kisses me then, softly with no demand for anything more close. "Besides, my love, a she-elf? I would not know what to do.¨
We both laugh then and the kiss I bestow on his lips was far from chaste, with a demand then for something more close.
But as we look at each other, smiling shyly at our inability to resist touching each other, I think.
Relief beyond measure has flooded my senses as Elladan refuses my offer. Refused as I knew he would, but strangely also hoped he would not. But he has not been quick enough to extinguish that brief flicker as he thought on what could be. I have to be able to do more to make him see.
My ability to think what that course would be is diverted by his ability to stir my body and steal my breath.
The Offering
I do not know how to approach him. Have no words to form to tell him that would send him into the arms of another, even if for just one night. I did not want to imagine what that night would be like, lying alone in our bed while he warmed another¡¦s. Did not want to feel the intense sorrow I felt even at the thought of it, even now as he lies sleeping in my arms. How could I let another feel those hands that only moments ago had touched me? How could there be another who knew what it was like to hear him call out in passion? Still I could not forget how he had smiled through tears of joy at the babe in his arms. How well it suited him to hold his child. So how could I deny him this, when I could deny him nothing else?
I stroke his long hair as it fall over his shoulder and on to my chest. Lower my head to kiss the silken strands, nuzzling my cheek against him. Beautiful, beautiful brother of mine.
We had arrived to a welcome from Ada and Glorfindel. Elladan delivered the parchment from King Theoden and as we walked the corridors to our rooms we related a little of what had transpired. Ada had looked to me when I had described the young prince and I had wondered what it was he had heard in my words. He listened with a frown to Elladan¡'s recounting of the dark one who had made us both uneasy. Then as we neared Elladan¡¦s rooms, he smiled at us, embraced us both whispering his welcome once more and his thanks for our safe arrival home. His eyes shone with a light I had not seen before as he stepped back.
"I am proud of both of you. Rest well, I am sure the bed within is a welcome comfort after the nights on the hard earth.¨
I had hurried Elladan through the door, leaning on it as I closed it. My brother still stood with the same surprised expression on his face he had after Ada had finished speaking.
"He knows.¨ It was all Elladan could say. "He knows.¨
I walk toward him, kissing him first hard, my tongue as eager to be entwined with his as my body is to join us.
Pulling back I kiss his cheek, the corners of his eyes, his chin and suckled his neck, my hands over his back in a heated flurry.
"We considered that possibility.¨
"Yes, yes we did, but now it is certain........Elrohir, he did not look displeased did he? I thought not......¨
Elladan is at a loss, not often do I see him thus, and in that moment of vulnerability, he drives away the meager words I had formed to speak of my vision. Later, I would bring it to him later.
I gather him in my arms once more and hold him tight.
"He did not look displeased,¨ I assure him. "I think mayhap he was even happy for us.¨
Elladan¡¦s head turns slightly, his breath hot upon the bare skin of my neck.
"I have missed your company,¨ he whispers as his tongue licks across my ear.
"I was forever by your side, as always.¨ I pretend not to understand his meaning.
He nips at my ear. "Perhaps I then need to show you what is it I have missed.¨
He moves us apart to rest his forehead on mine. I have ever told him when he is aroused the curl of his mouth is predatory and the gleam in his eye seductive.
Later seems to move further away.
Thus we come to lay together, he sated asleep in my arms. I bring my hand around to him, play my fingers over his back, tracing each measure of his spine, curve of his hip, texture of the muscle of his thigh.
"I love you beyond life, my brother,¨ I whisper to his sleeping form and as if to answer he moans quietly, his cheek brushing my shoulder as he shifts to comfort himself.
Would he nestle this close in the arms of the one who would bear his child? Would he allow them to hold him as I do? Would one night be enough, or would he return?
I have not slept when the light of the new day tinges the blue black of the night sky. Still for all my restless pondering I have not come closer to the right words. I will wait.
Elladan¡'s eyes focus slowly on his surroundings. It is among my favourite things, to watch him wake. Grey eyes slowly turning their gaze to me, a smile on his lips. He greets me with a kiss as always.
*************************************************************************************
I trace the outline of his cheek.
"You have not slept.¨
He shakes his head. "I wished to watch you sleep.¨
He knows as I that is only a partial truth.
"What ails you Elrohir?¨
The palm of my hand rests on his cheek. I will not have him shake his head and tell me nothing once more.
I can see he is struggling. We have so few secrets from each other that my heart pounds in fear and the knot that is my stomach tightens further. I plead silently not to hear there is another.
"Tell me before I imagine far worse.¨
He looks away from me, untangles himself and moves to sit on the edge of the bed.
"I had hoped for more time to properly say what I must, to choose the right words, but it is not possible I do not think. I do not know if there are right words for what I need to say to you.¨
I tremble as only half his words filtered through to me. My hand hung outstretched in the air between us, not quite touching him. Tears I cannot help form, I held my breath waiting for the words I know were only moments away.
"In Rohan.........¨
My heart sinks. That was the sum of it then. I climb from the bed, my feet on the opposite side to him, our backs to each other. The unspoken promise in the smile at our arrival home, the feverent kiss when we had at last closed the door on the rest of the world, the words he had whispered of love to me as we had sank down onto the bed we now sat on, the way his hands and lips touched me, the scream of my name as his seed filled me. Even the memories of Rohan. Had I misunderstood all of that? I notice naught but the drops of salt water that drip on my thigh. Not even when my brother¡'s hands cup my face to lift it to look at him.
******************************************************************************************************
I had begun to recount the night of the first feast in Rohan, how the babe had ceased crying once placed in his arms, of how he had held the child as he whispered his blessing, and then begun for me the most difficulty part of the telling, when I was aware that Elladan had moved away from me. I had turned to see him, head bowed, seated on the edge of the bed. I did not have to see his face to know. On my feet in moments and to him, I lift his chin to me. My lips are on his, a kiss I intend to be gentle could not be as I taste his tears. His arms are slow to embrace me, but as mine tighten on him, so did his. He kissed me back with equal passion.
I pulled back, kneeling on the floor, holding his hands in mine. Fear has gripped us both for differing reasons, we have failed this once to understand each other because of it.
"I love you more than I have ever felt it possible to love,¨ I tell him.
His teared eyes blink at me, looking deeply into mine to seek the truth of my words. He smiles shyly. "I love you.¨
"Elladan, this is not easy for me to tell you, but I must.¨ I tell him then of the vision. He listens, frowning.
"And you take this as the future determined, not a glimpse to what might be?¨ He places emphasis on the might be. But I have no doubts.
"It is what will come to pass," I assure him.
"I cannot see it.¨
But I have seen the flicker of hope in his eyes. And seen it disappear just as quickly. Ah Elladan I sigh silently, you will sacrifice for me, but not this time, this time I will give to you.
He does not disappoint when I finally find the courage to suggest what I can for now see as the only path for us. At first he laughs, but seeing my earnest look, he stops short.
"Elrohir,¨ he murmurs as he leans close to me, "I have my heart¡'s desire. I would not tempt the fates to ask for more than is my due.¨ He kisses me then, softly with no demand for anything more close. "Besides, my love, a she-elf? I would not know what to do.¨
We both laugh then and the kiss I bestow on his lips was far from chaste, with a demand then for something more close.
But as we look at each other, smiling shyly at our inability to resist touching each other, I think.
Relief beyond measure has flooded my senses as Elladan refuses my offer. Refused as I knew he would, but strangely also hoped he would not. But he has not been quick enough to extinguish that brief flicker as he thought on what could be. I have to be able to do more to make him see.
My ability to think what that course would be is diverted by his ability to stir my body and steal my breath.