Title & Chapter Number: Lord Celeborn's Book 5/?
Author(s): - Author's Index
Website: Of Elves and Men
Fandom: Middle Earth
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: None of these elves are mine though I did invent the book.
Warnings: Het and a bit of slash, have the list moms permission.
Betas: Mayetra
Cast: Lord Celeborn, Haldir, Lady Galadriel
Timeline: Pre LotR AU
Spoilers: None
Summary: Galadriel asks Haldir about the book.
Notes: This story jumps around from slash to het so will be posted according to which it predominant.
A Little Piece of My Heart
Galadriel waited until the next festival to mention the book again.
She asked her husband about it.
"Ask Haldir." Lord Celeborn smiled at her.
"But I was under the impression it was your book."
"Ask Haldir to show it to you."
"Very well. I shall."
Her chance came later that evening, after dinner, when tales were told and songs were sung. Haldir came to speak to her when the last song was sung and everyone was going back to his or her home, or if they were guests, to the beautiful rooms that the Lord and Lady provided them.
Haldir bowed to Galadriel. "My Lady. It is always a joy to see you."
"I have a question for you, Haldir." She smiled at him, an almost feral gleam in her eyes.
"Yes? What can I do to help you?"
"Lord Celeborn said I should ask you about a book in his study. Can you help me?"
Haldir knew she could hear the awful gulping sound he made.
"Book?" Was that croak his voice?
"Yes, dear Haldir, a book. Will you come help me find it now?"
She actually took his hand led him to her husband's study. Haldir was scared. This was the Lady of Light, a Ringbearer, one of the most powerful elves on earth. What game did she play with him? She had never been cruel. Why was she doing this now? His heart pounded as she closed the door.
"Now, where is it?" She smiled at him, a little less feral, but not her motherly smile at all.
He walked stiffly to the messy desk. He lifted up several books and removed the book from its hiding place in plain sight. He handed it to Galadriel with both hands. She took it from him and sat on the sofa. He turned away to look at a spot on the wall, embarrassed beyond words.
"Come sit with me, Haldir." She said her most sultry tone.
He sat beside her as she opened the book. She opened it to a page with a female elf reclining in a chair with a male kneeling between her legs, licking her. Haldir felt his face burn as she looked at the drawing.
"Oh my. Have you ever done that?"
"Yes, My Lady," was his almost inaudible answer. He would not look at her. Which excited Galadriel more than she wanted to admit. She thought of how wicked her husband was and smiled at Haldir.
She moved closer to him so her thigh touched his as they sat. She turned to other pages. Haldir's mind just couldn't seem to fit itself around what was happening. Did she desire him? How could that be?
Galadriel had decided that if she wanted to dally with the handsome young Guardian, she was going to have to take things into her own hands. He seemed to be too intimidated by her to do anything, but sit and nodded as she asked him questions.
"Would you kiss me, Haldir?"
He looked startled by her question. And scared to death, as if she had asked him to do her some great harm. She smiled to see her proud guardian so frightened. His lips were pressed in a thin line, and his eyes were dark.
"Will you?" He kissed her cheek. She turned her head and caught his mouth, kissing him before he could jerk away. His lips were soft, and he tasted of sweet plum wine. Lady Galadriel felt heat low in her body at his taste and his scent. He smelled of forest and male musk. She raised a hand and unbound his hair from the clasp at the back of his head. His eyes widened as it fell down over his shoulders. She pulled back and looked at him.
"You are quite fair to look at, my young one."
His face burned still as she kissed his lips again, catching his lower lip with her teeth and gently nibbling on it. He wanted to run. He wanted to return her kiss. But this was his Lady! She slipped her tongue into his mouth, tasting his tongue as he tried to avoid touching hers with it.
He pulled away. "My Lady, I cannot do this." He was not yet hard. Fear had kept that embarrassment at bay so far, but he knew if she touched him that he would be lost.
"Am I not fair?" She said as she opened his tunic with both hands, exposing his chest and belly to her gaze. She touched him, running her smooth, soft hands over his skin.
"You are the most fair, my Lady." Her hands were caressing his skin just above the fastening of his leggings. She stood beside the sofa and slipped her gown down off her shoulders and let it drop in a white cloud around her feet. Haldir closed his eyes, afraid to look at her.
"Open your eyes, my Guardian. Look at me, not as Lady Galadriel, but just as Galadriel."
"I will try, my Lady."
He opened his eyes and looked at her as she leaned down and kissed his forehead. "Just Galadriel, love," she whispered as she took his hands in hers and placed them on her high, firm breasts. She leaned close to him and pulled his head to her breast. She guided his mouth to her nipple and moaned deep in her throat as he suckled.
~*~*~*~
Lord Celeborn watched them. He stood by the window and watched. Haldir was terrified, that much was obvious. His wife was sexy as she seduced the young March Warden. He saw in her eyes how aroused she was. His own body was responding to the sight of Haldir sucking at her nipples. How he loved the both of them. He smiled.
~*~*~*~
Haldir had grown hard when Galadriel had unlaced his leggings as he sucked and kissed her breasts. He shifted his position and looked at her.
"Please…" he whispered. "I can't do this, Galadriel."
She slipped a hand inside his leggings and stroked him. Then she slipped his leggings down. She had to slide his boots off, before she stripped the leggings completely off. Galadriel smiled at her pale forest Guardian as she reached her hand out to touch the velvety smooth shaft. She saw surrender in his eyes.
Galadriel moved back up onto the sofa from the floor and reached for him as she lay back on the sofa arm. Haldir was in her arms, kissing her. He wanted her so badly that it hurt, but his face still burned with shame as he began to kiss his way down her slender body. She purred like a kitten when he found her breasts again, biting gently each nipple. His kisses wandered down farther, down her flat belly, down to the small nest of golden curls.
"Touch me, Haldir," she moaned in a low voice as he opened her wet folds and ran a fingertip over her clitoris. His blue eyes were the color of midnight as he watched her face. He slipped two long fingers inside her and moaned himself, when she arched into his hand. He dipped his head to taste her, still watching her face. "I would feel you inside me now," she said in that husky voice that made him ache.
~*~*~*~
Celeborn's hand was inside his robes, stroking his cock as he watched them. His wife was writhing under Haldir's hands and mouth. He wanted to join them, but knew there was no room for him right now. He knew that his dear Haldir would need him later.
~*~*~*~
Haldir almost lost it at her words. Fear ran through him at what he was about to do. This wasn't just any female. How dare he presume to do such a thing? As if she read his mind, Galadriel pulled him up onto her, taking him in her hand as she did so. She stroked him back to hardness as she positioned him against her opening. As she pulled his mouth down for a kiss, she arched up into him, taking him inside her in one stroke. He cried out, and she muffled his moans with her kisses.
She was so warm and tight around him. He began to move as she held him, running soft hands over his back and buttocks, urging him with her quiet words and sweet kisses. He was past thinking or speaking in coherent thoughts. His body was driving him toward completion. He pounded into her finally, pressing deep as he could as he flexed the strong muscles in his back and legs.
"Come with me, Haldir," Galadriel implored him as her body shuddered around him and sweet euphoria rushed through her body. He did, filling her with his semen and crying out.
"My Lady!" He ground his hips into her and was still. She felt his tears fall on her face. She pulled his head down and held him, patting his back and smoothing his hair back until the sobs subsided.
~*~*~*~
Celeborn had come with them, one hand braced against the wall, one inside his trousers and biting his lip to keep from crying out with them. He also saw Haldir's tears.
~*~*~*~
Galadriel had been surprised at how much she had wanted Haldir. She also was perceptive enough to know he felt guilty for making love with her. She held him until he became restless and got up. He found his clothing and smiled at her almost sadly as he dressed. She knew he needed her husband tonight. Only Celeborn could assuage his guilt and take away his sadness.
She dressed, kissed him and walked him to the small room he was staying in. She saw Lord Celeborn at the other end of the corridor. She kissed Haldir again at the door.
"Rest now, sweet one." She left him at the door with a kiss on his cheek.
Haldir was tired. He had not ever expected what happened tonight. He felt bad about it, like he'd betrayed Celeborn and perhaps been too weak where Galadriel was concerned. He undressed again and lay down. He could smell her still on his skin.
He knew it was Celeborn as soon as the elflord opened his door. He heard the rustle of Celeborn getting undressed then felt his weight on the bed as he lay down behind him, fitting his naked body against his own.
"Are you all right?" The whisper was so close that it tickled Haldir's ear.
"Yes." His answer was shaky, at best. The strong arms of his lord held him.
"The Lady Galadriel is a great and noble elf who wields great power, but she is just Galadriel too. Do not feel guilty."
"But she is your wife."
"You are the only lover I have known her to have in all the long years I have been with her, and I cannot blame her for loving you. I love you too, Pen'tithen Nin."
Haldir moved onto his back and looked at Celeborn.
"My Lord," Haldir whispered as the older elf moved up into his open arms, his mouth finding Haldir's, his tongue slipping inside. Minutes later, the elflord slid inside Haldir from above, bending the younger elf's long legs up against his chest and kissing him passionately as he began to move. He poured his love into Haldir and whispered it with every thrust. Both of them came together, clinging to each other in the sweet aftermath of love.
They lay in the small bed for a long time; Haldir's head on Celeborn's shoulder.
"My Lord, do you truly love me? I am not… I'm just …" He trailed off, not sure what else to say.
Celeborn pulled him up for a kiss. "I have known you since you were born, and you are not `JUST' anything. You are my most trusted forest Guardian and you have half of my heart, Galadriel the other half."
Haldir just held him tighter, unable to say a single word. He closed his eyes and rested as Celeborn smoothed his unbound hair out of his face. They lay there the rest of the night, just holding each other.
Dawn saw Haldir headed back the Northern Fences with a new memory to warm his heart. Celeborn watched him leave and counted the days until the next chance he would get to ride out alone.
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