To Tie The Knot | By : Liliana Category: -Multi-Age > Het - Male/Female Views: 2798 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: 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 SIX:
Annaien felt her heart lodge in her throat at the sound of the door slamming open. Then she felt it plummet all the way down to her toes when she saw who was there.
{ Well, this is not good.. } She thought.
Haldir stood in the doorway like some big, angry platinum dragon and Annaien's frightened mind could swear that she actually saw smoke puffing out of his nostrils with every heaving breath he exhaled. Keeping the table well between them, she tried to give him her most contrite look.
" I can see that you are a little upset..." She began.
The dragon growled.
So...Talking was out of the question.
Her survival instinct came to the fore, aided by her years of training as a warrior. Annaien made a deep feint to her left, drawing Haldir away from the door, before leaping over the table and lunging for the now-vacant entrance.
She almost made it.
But a strong arm snaked around her waist, drawing her back into the room as Haldir spun her away from the doorway, before kicking the door shut. She was just about to make another lunge, when two strong arms pushed her back against the wall, effectively imprisoning her between them. For a long moment they stood thus, panting as they stared at one another, their eyes flashing with undisguised loathing.
And then, suddently, they were kissing.
Kissing with an unrestrained passion that seared them both in the fires of desire too-long repressed. Haldir crushed her body to his and she tangled her fingers in his hair, moaning wantonly. The very sound of her voice caused a pooling sensation in his loins and he answered with a deep groan, as his cock hardened between the press of their bodies.
Annaien was lost as she met his lips with her own. The taste of him...the feel of him... She was weak and yet fierce in her yielding, pressing her body ever closer as the hardness she could feel between them brought her own sex to a liquid heat of anticipation.
As if by some unspoken agreement, their hands began to undo belt-buckles and unbutton fastenings, their lips still locked in passionate exploration all the while. Haldir's sword belt clattered to the ground, leaving his tunic unfettered and he moaned as he felt her hands go under it to touch his bare skin. His own hands moved to mimic her actions and Annaien mewled in pleasure as she felt his strong fingers on her back. Haldir pressed her against the wall once more, trailing his lips down her neck to suck gently at the juncture just above her collarbone, groaning as he felt her nails rake down his own back.
The very presence of their clothing became suffocating, their mounting passion having reached such a feverish state, that only the joining of their bodies could assuage their need. Somehow, they managed to toe off their boots, even as they were drawing their tunics over their heads.
Then they came toguether again.
Oh! it was bliss, to hold each other thus. Her skin was so soft, as soft as he imagined in all those dreams that he had refused to acknowledge by the light of day. Annaien clung to him, her lips tracing patterns upon his chest, then up to his neck, before she claimed his lips in another hungry kiss... And Oh! it was bliss, the taste of him. He was so good, as good as she had imagined in all those dreams that she had refused to acknowledge by the light of day..
They stumbled in their lover's dance until they fell onto the bed, where they removed the last barriers between them. Two sets of leggings went flying across the room and then Haldir was looking at the glory that was her, as she drank the sight of him in return. Their eyes locked. Neither wanted to speak, for fear of breaking the spell and so he asked, silently. She answered by opening her legs to him, both in acceptance and offering.
With a guttural moan, he came to her and their bodies entwined in urgent need. He entered her as she drew her longs legs, locking them behind his back as if she would never let him go.
Heat.. Hardness..
They both cried out from the pleasure of that first thrust, then gave themselves over to the maelstorm.
Faster.. faster..
The feel of her legs tightening around him, the rippling of his muscular back under her hands. Her whisper into his pointed ear.
" Haldir..."
His breath against her neck as he answered.
" Annaien..."
And then, no more words. For the storm took them in a whirlwind of heated sensation and they were each helplessly caught in its climax. She arched her back, spasms shaking her core as she sobbed in ecstasy. He braced up onto his arms and watched the beauty of her undoing, before he, himself, was undone with a raw sound of release.
For a long time, they lay panting in the aftermath, their lips raining soft kisses of mutual comfort. But at last they had to part, if only to tenderly clean one another of the traces of their passion. Then they snuggled back down into the bed, still not speaking, and just held each other while elven eyes glazed over and half-human eyes shut, as they drifted into sated reverie.
TBC...
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