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The Long and Winding Road	By : kathmco Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2997 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I seek only to borrow from Tolkien's genius, and do not seek to profit from this writing in any way.

Chapter 6

Calla walked back down the hallway to the Great Room, her breath having calmed eventually, but her mind in turmoil. Thranduil had indeed succeeded in teaching her a lesson - one she was not likely to forget. From now on, she would keep her big mouth shut in the presence of royalty.
The Great Room was deserted, or so she thought, as she passed between the tables, lost in her own musings.
"Back so soon?" came a familiar voice from the shadows to her left. Turning, she saw Haldir sitting in a chair, his feet up on the table, arms folded across his chest, watching her.
Smiling, she walked over to him, as he stood to meet her. Haldir looked concerned for a moment, reaching out to brush his fingers against her cheek. "Did he hurt you?" he asked softly, his brows knitting together.
"No, not really…just my pride, and I deserved it. I never know when to keep my big yap shut."
Haldir chuckled, seeming relieved that she was unharmed. "Are you hungry? You didn't get to eat dinner. I can have some food brought out for you."
"I don't think I could eat right now if my life depended on it, Haldir. By the way, why are you still here? You must have had a ton of offers tonight to share your bed, looking the way you do," she asked, thinking how handsome he looked in that form-fitting dark blue tunic, his silver hair gleaming in the flickering light of the Hall.
"Oh, and how is it that I look?" he asked her, raising an eyebrow, a smile tugging ae coe corners of his mouth.
Calla blushed, realizing she had said more than she intended - once again. Looking up at him, she shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant, and answered, "Wonderful."
In all honesty, Haldir had had many offers, from both male and female acquaintances, but had chosen to wait for Calla instead. He told himself that it was because she was his responsibility, and that he needed to make sure she was not hurt and able to continue their journey to Lorien the following day, but the truth was that he couldn't get the vision of her in that gauzy pale gown out of his mind.
"I already had a promise from someone, remember?" he answered, dipping his head down to brush his lips against hers. Her body, in the condition it was left by Thranduil, responded immediately, her arms wrapping around his neck, pressing against him.
Surprised at her quick reaction, he deepened the kiss, his tongue flirting with hers, warm and soft, darting and flickering, tasting and being tasted.
To his wonder, her hands went to the lacings of his leggings, seeking to untie the knots. Freeing him from the confines of the material, she grasped his member and began to slowly stroke it, reveling in the heat, hardness, and soft skin she felt beneath her hand. Her breath came more quickly, as dis. s. Pushing him down into the chair, she raised her gown to her hips and straddled him, slowly impaling herson hon his thick shaft.
Moaning, Haldir tipped his head backwards, exposing his throat to Calla's lips. She began to nibble and suckle on the smooth flesh there, a soft moan in her own throat, as she rode him.
Raising her gown to her waist, his hand gripped her hips, helping her, his head darting forward to claim the soft flesh of her neck in his lips, sucking the warmth below to the surface, causing her to gasp with pleasure.
Faster and faster she rode his shaft, until the pent up frustration was finally released in a climax the shook her to her very bones. Haldir's own orgasm came soon after, the contractions of her muscles squeezing his seed from his organ, filling her.
He held her close as their breathing returned to normal, then whispered in her ear, "Thank you."
Pulling back, smiling, she looked at him askance. "Why would you thank me?" She gently brushed a stray hair from his face, letting her hand linger on his cheek.
"This was the first time you have shown openly that you desired me," he replied softly, his gray eyes sparkling in the soft glow of the oil lamps that lined the Great Hall.
She didn't answer, but leaned down to place a soft kiss upon his lips. It was all the reply he needed.
He didn't tell her that he had seen Thranduil standing in the shadows of the hallway, watching them. Haldir's eyes had met the King's, and had received a nod of approval. Evidently, the King had intended to follow ho mao make sure she arrived in her room safely, and was pleased that Haldir had waited for her. Whatever had transpired between the two of them, it was obvious to Haldir that she had been forgiven her transgression, and was back in the King's good graces.
"Haldir?" Calla asked, after she had removed herself from his lap, and he had retied the laces of his breeches, "Um…about that offer of food…"
Haldir chuckled, taking her hand and placing it in the crook of his arm. "I'm suddenly a bit hungry, myself. I'm sure we can find something in the kitchens." She grinned back at him he he led her out of the Great Room.
Later, seated at a small table in the huge kitchen of the Great Cavern, Haldir was surprised at just how ravenous Calla was. He couldn't help but be amazed at how much food slid down the woman's throat. It seemed to him for a moment that she might not stop eating until the sun rose. Calla looked at him, her mouth stuffed with cheese. "What?" she asked, when she had swallowed enough to speak.
"If you keep eatlikelike this, I'll never be able to carry you," Haldir said in mock seriousness.
Calla smirked, wagging her finger at him. "That was mean. In case you've forgotten, I haven't eaten anything excepr a r a tiny bit of rabbit this morning, and a couple of grapes this afternoon, and I've expended a whole lot of energy today. Besides, you don't need to carry me anymore, anyway. I have shoes now."
"Those slippers on your feet will last all of five minutes on the road," Haldir pointed out. "I'll still carry you."
"Can't I just get sturdier shoes before we leave? You shouldn't have to carry me…it's not like I'm going to try to run away anymore."
"You're not? Well, that's a relief."
"Sarcasm does not become you, March Warden."
"Regardless…I like carrying you."
"You do, huh?"
"Yes…it builds up the muscles in my back. Although after this meal, I may need some help hoisting you up to my shoulders," Haldir grinned, receiving a grape flung in his face from Calla for the remark.
"You know, I'm a little disappointed that there isn't any lembas in the kitchen," she said conversationally, taking a drink of the wine he had poured for her.
"Lembas? Why would you want that?" he asked, reaching out to wipe a crumb from the side of her face.
"I thought Elves loved Lembas."
"Have you ever tasted Lembas?" Haldir asked, making a face. "It is survival food…it will keep you alive, but it tastes like feet."
Calla snorted with laughter at his description of the infamous Elven bread. "I guess that's something else Tolkien got wrong…"
"Tomorrow, while we journey, you will have to tell me more of what Tolkien wrote. I'm beginning to believe that my Lord and Lady are not going to be pleased at all."
When she had lly lly finished her meal, Haldir led her back to their chambers, where they both quickly undressed and fell asleep in each other's arms. The next leg of their journey would begin in the morning.
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