Title & Chapter Number: Heridil 1/1
Author(s): - Author's Index
Fandom: LOTR
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I only borrowed with permission. Heridil belongs to Zee. My Erestor (Eremuse) belongs to me.
Warnings: None
Betas: Zee (whom I cannot say thank you enough for!!)
Cast: OCF/OCM
Timeline: AU
Spoilers: None
Summary: This is for Haldir's Lovers fun fanfic challenge of 24 hours with an elf of your choice. I always had a soft spot for Heridil and longed for him to get some TLC. I asked Zee very nicely if I could borrow him for the 24 hours fiction and she very kindly said yes, in a deal which meant my Erestor gets to be with her for 24 hours. Fair trade.
Notes: Heridil and I have become fast friends. Erestor loves to tease him but Heridil takes it all in good humour.
I sat on my couch at 1:30am and listened to the tumble dryer as it went around and around and around . . . the mixture of the hum and the lateness of the hour made me dose, my head dropping on my shoulder. The towels would be needed first thing and I had forgotten to take them out of the washer, so now I was paying the price
I wiped my face with my hand and yawned for the fifth time that hour. All else was quiet in the house. Not even my mental cat was meowing at me to insist I either give her fuss or food. I rubbed my face again and closed my eyes . . .
"Hayley?"
I frowned and slowly opened my eyes to see . .
A bloody, great elf was standing at my kitchen door!
My mouth went dry as I tried to sit up, wondering where the hell this tall, muscular elf had come from!
Then he smiled and I was lost. . .
"Zee sent me. My name is Heridil." His gentle voice drifted to me whilst this blonde haired hunk of gorgeousness now stood before me.
I stood up to find that he was a good head taller than I. I gazed up and smiled, feeling like a teenager, complete with greasy skin. His lips twitched at the hint of a grin as he looked down at me, his eyes the shade of the forest, dark and light flashes of green.
I blinked, then realised I was staring so I pulled my eyes away hastily. When I did, I noted that his tunic was dark green made of indian silk. His breeches were black in colour with dark brown boots. My eyes were drawn back up to his beautiful face and saw his hair was of palest gold which flowed with ease down from his head, slipping down to lay to the middle of his back. The sides were plaited in Lorien fashion. I could not help but inhale his scent and I was assailed by the aroma of the woodland after a summers storm. Clean, fresh and very musky.
"Hi . . .I . . . I . . ." I stuttered, "I wasn't expecting you for a few days." I felt embarrassed whilst I smiled wanly at him.
Jeez,I feel like an idiot!
I stood ungracefully, nearly reeling from the shock of seeing this elf here with me in my own living room. I fiddled with my silver ring on my finger, twisting it around and around nervously, a habit I tend to do when at a loss of what to do. I then indicate with my hands to the sofa, feeling like a total dork.
"Oh, please sit Heridil. Do you want a drink? Something to eat?" I asked, the nerves hitting me and making my stomach knot.
Gods, I can't believe this! One of my all time, favourite elves is here in my living room and I feel like a lovesick teenager on her first date!
Heridil sat on my sofa and lounged quite comfortably. His arm rested along the back of the settee as he tucked one leg under the other. He pushed his hair behind an ear with his long fingers and watched me with amusement, a small smile on the edges of his lips.
"Nay my lady. You have asked to become my guardian for the next twenty-four hours. I know a little of this world so you need not fear me attacking cars or shooting people."
I chuckled at that, my cheeks reddening by the second. Well that makes it easier, I thought.
"Well I am thankful of that. But at this time of night all I had planned was to wait for the tumble dryer and then go to bed. But that has now changed . . ." I left the sentence unsaid as I felt suddenly uncomfortable at the situation but Heridil placed his head onto one side as he watched me sit next to him. Then he nodded.
"I understand. If you would let me look at your music collection, I shall be quite content here while you sleep." He replied, a small smile on his delicious lips.
I shook my head at this. I only have this elf for twenty-four hours, no way was I going to miss any time with him.
"I am your guardian for twenty four hours, Heridil. I should stay with you for that time," I stated firmly, "I would be a bad host otherwise."
Heridil smiled whilst his long elegant fingers brushed a hair away from my face and I shiver with delightful tingles.
"Then stay with me."
He stood in one fluid motion, perusing my CD collection and settled for Vangelis' Mythodea, one of my favourites at the moment. He obviously has been listening to the music I had sent to Zee!
Soon after the music started, I could feel myself slowly closing my eyes and I desperately tried to fight the tendrils of tiredness, I felt a warm arm surround me, pulling me downwards. No fight, but oooh, what a win.
~*~*~*~
I woke up snuggled on my sofa, my pillow is warm and firm and at first I wondered where I was. I opened my eyes and realised that I was resting on Heridil's chest, his head gently resting on top of mine as I lay tucked under his arm.
It was barely light outside but I could hear the birds with their early morning chorus. His chest moved slowly and evenly. I wriggled slightly and felt his breathing change. I looked up and saw that his eyes were still shut. his face in a peaceful repose but then his eyelids fluttered open with those gorgeous deep green eyes upon me yet again and I got cold shivers.
"Good morning, Hayley. I trust you slept well." Heridil murmured as I shifted upward and rubbed my face. I yawned then grinned at this gorgeous elf that had held me and my heart did a backflip.
"Yup. I slept very well." My voice trembled as I suddenly wanted to go back into that embrace once more. Shaking my head at the stupidity of the sudden craving, I get up.
After a quick shower and breakfast, I decided to take Heridil to the sea front. We tied a bandana around his head to hide his ears so that he would not stand out too much amongst the crowds of Portsmouth, though with his imposing frame, he would stand out enough. He had brought a pair of jeans and a nice dark blue t-shirt. Soft black shoes covered his feet. He looked cool, calm and to me, sex on legs with a body to die for. I smiled in appreciation whilst my heart skipped a beat. Heridil's hair streamed down his back, pale goldern cascades of soft silky hair, his braiding gone.
OHHHH YUM!!!
I wore a black thin strapped t-shirt with an ankle length blue skirt. Black sandals adorned my feet. I twisted my auburn hair up and placed it securely with a clip grip, I could feel Heridil's gaze upon me and my skin tingled; I think he liked what he saw.
Heridil loved the beach. It was going to be a sunny day but the sea mist still hovered but was cut by the suns rays as it heated the water surface. It looked ethereal with the swirling fog being swirled by the sea breeze.
There was no one around and all that could be heard was the roll and crash of the waves and the calls of the seagulls. We sat for ages and Heridil told me about Lorien and his home. He threw stones into the surf as it broke upon the pebbles of the beach. Heridil questioned me about my likes, my dislikes and if I had family and why I loved elves. To that question I blushed.
"I have always loved elves. You grace. Your beauty. It is something that I will never be, so I desire what I cannot have." I replied, feeling suddenly foolish at the admission.
Heridil smiled gently at me whilst his hand reached for mine and squeezed it slowly.
"You have grace and beauty in abundance, Hayley. Just because you do not look like an elf does not mean that you are not beautiful," He pressed my forehead gently with a finger, "It is what is in here . . ."
Then he pressed his hand against my chest and I was sure that my heart would burst out of my ribcage as he murmured into my ear. ". . . and in here that makes you beautiful."
This magical moment was broken by the scavenging screaming birds overhead. I could feel myself leaning into this handsome blonde elf, our mouths just inches away. With a sigh, I smiled ruefully as his hand removed itself from my chest. I tried to gather my wits and my breath. The sun glinted on his hair, the breeze tumbled the long strands across his chest. I watched his eyes grow darker, his face came nearer to mine. I could feel his heat from his skin kiss mine and . . . my stomach grumbled.
Feeling extremely embarrassed I turned away and gazed out to sea, my stomach suddenly filled with tap dancing butterflies wearing clogs but despite that my stomach grumbled again and I giggled. Turning back to Heridil, I see that he is still watching me.
"Snacktime?" I asked with a coy smile. Heridil nodded, humour in his eyes. I stood carefully on the pebbles, brushing down the grains of sand from my skirt. I found Heridil standing by my side, his hand outstretched to me. His hand enclosed mine and it felt warm and comforting on my own. The heat and closeness of this elf gave me goose bumps.
"Are you cold?" He asked and I blushed yet again. I was not winning the war with my body for his was affecting mine more than I care to admit. I felt my core tighten with heat…
"Oh no!" I hastily replied, "Just a reaction to your . . . the wind." I rolled my eyes as he smiled and turned, leading me to the stands selling hot food and sweet delicacies.
I treated Heridil to a bag of candy floss and to my delight, he was like a child given a sweet thing for the first time. He savoured it carefully, his lips in a half smile, his eyes closed.
OOOOOHHHHH Gads . . man this elf is just gaaaahhhhh . . .
Heridil opened his eyes, humour twinkling in the emerald depths and I could sense he was both happy and amused by the fluffyness and sweetness of the sugar treat.
Heridil offered, me a piece of candy floss.
"You must try some." His voice seemed both sultry and edged with humour.
As I reached for it, he shook his head and smiled lopsidedly.
"No, open your mouth." He murmured, waggling the sticky treat in front of my nose.
A smirk lay on his lips as I gaped at him for a second, not quite believing my luck. An elf, feeding me??? Oh I have died and gone to heaven!
I opened my mouth to allow Heridil to drop the candy floss into my mouth, but a piece became stuck on his finger. I took the initiative and licked his finger to gain the last remaining fragment of this sweet delight. This caused Heridil's head to slant sideways at me, a soft smile on his lips. I am not sure if he has had someone do that to him, but I think he liked it.
Yay me!
Slowly removing his finger from my mouth, the smile still on his lips, Heridil guided me towards the fairground. I treated him to a ride on the merry go round. It is beautiful, horses of all colours in the style of a traditional old fashioned ride. I giggled as Heridil laughed in pure joy of going round and around. We rode side by side going up and down in countersinc. After the third go, I dragged him off to find other things to play.
Crazy golf was another fun hour or two. His skill in this was quite impressive and he beat me, hands down. I took it in all good grace for it was a joy to watch this reticent elf have so much fun. I watched his muscles whilst he took aim, calm concentration on his face as he swung to gain the last hole. He then grinned at me.
"Well played!" I called, three holes behind him.
He walked over to me, a slow saunter of complete control.
"Want some help?" he inquired, watching me pick up my ball.
"Nah," I replied with a grin, "Let's do something else."
Heridil shook his head.
"Oh no, Hayley, this is fun. Let me help you."
He then proceeded to guide my hand whilst standing behind me on each turn and test. I could feel the heat of his body, the supple lithe chest underneath that t-shirt he wore and I was so engrossed in that pleasure that I did not realise I had soon finished the course. I felt quite breathless, my skin tingled and I groaned quietly when he drew himself away. I turned to see him watching me and I blushed yet again, my heart thrummed in my chest.
Lunch was spent at the oldest part of the city, the original naval home where the sailors used to come over the centuries. The buildings were very old and fully of history. We walked along the sea wall, part of it built in the 15th century and Heridil was fascinated by the age of it all. I don't think he had ever been to something that was quite so old that was built by humans, well not on this world.
After a seafood lunch for me and minted lamb for Heridil, we shared a chocolate fudge knickerbocker glory. Another fascinating expression came onto the beautiful elf's face when he took a mouthful of the chocolate ice cream, his eyes opening in wonderment at the taste of chocolate. Soon, the last dregs lay at the bottom of the tall glass and Heridil scooped up the last of the syrup into the small, long handled spoon and placed it at my lips. I licked it gracefully, his forest green eyes never leaving mine as my mouth opened to take the last morsel.
It was then that some of the thick chocolate sauce dribbled down my cheek and I raised my hand to wipe it, but this beautiful Galadhrim archer beat me to it. With one wipe of his finger, he placed the now chocolate covered digit next to my lips. I grinned at him and I could feel the blush appear yet again.
Jeez, how can one elf do this to me???
I suckled his finger, whirling the tip with my tongue. I raised my eyes to him to see his were shut as a small moan left his mouth.
Dammit I wanted this elf . . . but . . .
Sucking the last of the chocolate, I let his finger slip from my lips and he opened his eyes. They glittered, greens and golds as another smile graced his face.
Paying the bill, we left, arm in arm, to walk back to the seafront and the car. It was late afternoon when we arrived at the local nature reserve and I heard Heridil sigh as we got out of the car. This part of Hampshire was covered by thick woodland over many acres. Natural breeds to England, oak, elm, ash all stood here. This was no wood of dark pine trees but a peaceful place where you can walk at your own pace. The sunlight dappled across the pathway before us.
I have never seen him so relaxed as I watched him gaze upwards into the covering leaves. We began our stroll through the wood. Birds sang above us as we walked on the stony path that finally led to the highest point. We stopped and looked over this beautiful landscape that stood before us. The sun was dipping downwards now, setting the sky alight with oranges and bright yellows. I heard Heridil sigh again and I gazed up at him. He seemed to have an expression of longing.
"Is there something wrong?" I asked quietly, fearing that I had made him unhappy by bringing him here.
Heridil glanced at me and chuckled. Then bringing his arm up, he surrounded my shoulder and brought me closer to him. I could smell his scent as I placed my arms around his torso and snuggled my head into his chest. I felt at peace here, in the arms of this handsome Galadhrim and I wished it would never end.
"I am extremely happy, Hayley. I have not have had this much fun for an awful long time." Heridil whispered.
I smiled at his words as I turned my head to gaze out at the view again.
"It is beautiful here." I murmured as I enjoyed the closeness and warmth of the Lorien elf next to me.
I felt a soft hand under my chin, which raised my head to look at this stunning Galadhrim. I saw his eyes glitter in the light of the setting sun. He lowered his face to mine.
"Yes," he breathed huskily, "It is very beautiful here."
It was then that his lips touched mine, tentatively and I could not help but moan. My body quivered as his hands cupped my face and I closed my eyes. His tongue delved into my mouth and I responded with slow eagerness. He tasted of cinnamon and chocolate, a sweet delight, my tongue dancing with his. Smooth strokes made me tremble against him, my arms tightened around his hard body. Then he drew back with a slow smile on his lips, the spell broken by a voice.
"We are shutting in half an hour. Time to leave."
I turned my head to see a ranger standing below us.
I nodded to him and turned back, my arms still around the Heridil, who nodded and with a sweep on an arm, guided me back to my car. I felt light headed with butterflies doing heavy handed flip flops in my stomach yet again.
He kissed me!!!! He actually kissed me!!!
How we got home was a mystery to me and now it was nearly dark. With a light supper behind us, we sat together in my garden and gazed at the beautiful sight of Mars, glowing huge and orange in the sky. Candles were around us as we lay on a blanket on the grass and looked upward into the dark sky of night. The wind was mild and made the candles flicker. I sipped my white wine and sighed for I felt a tad despondent. This day seemed to go by so quickly and soon he would be gone.
I felt a finger stroke my cheek and I turned to see Heridil gazing at me, his bandana gone and his hair now free to flow with the whisper of the breeze. He twirled a piece of flowering jasmine in his fingers, its scent heady and beautiful.
"What is wrong, meleth?"
I smiled shyly at him, but my stomach felt knotted. Soon it would be time for this twenty-four hours to be gone. Heridil scooted over to me, passing over the few inches that parted us. Resting his head upon his hand he gazed at me, his deep green eyes glittering in the candlelight.
"You are sad? Tell me why."
I gulped another mouthful of wine, not bothering this time to savour the flavour. I found he was still waiting for an answer, so with a sigh, I half turned over to face him.
"I do not want this time to end. I have had such an enjoyable time today." I whispered, fearing that my words would either scare him or make him do something that I longed for but was also scared to undertake. I felt like a virgin again and had all the rolling emotions to go with it.
Heridil gazed at me, his face expressionless. Then he slowly placed his glass to the ground near the candles then raised his hand to stroke my face, then tucked the jasmine behind my ear.
"I can come back." He whispered.
I shook my head, my lips tightened.
"No, you can't. This was the deal. I am your guardian for twenty-four hours Heridil. I look after you." And besides, I thought as I closed my eyes, Zee will want you back, all too soon.
I felt a warm whisper against my cheek.
"And you have done just that, Hayley. You have looked after me. You have made me laugh, showed me the pleasures of your beautiful city and been the most gracious host. I have not enjoyed myself so much for a long time." I heard his whisper on the wind.
I opened my eyes to see this delightful, caring, reticent elf but an inch away from my face.
"And I thank you." Heridil added, closing his mouth over mine. I dropped my glass as he slowly pushed me backward onto the soft blanket and I quietly moaned at his kiss. I felt his body press onto mine, strong slender arms surrounded my body, moulding it to his. His lips opened to allow his tongue to lick alongside my top lip, then gained entrance to my waiting mouth as I felt my heart beat wildly against my chest. I encircled my arms around his back, diving under the thin cotton of his t-shirt and felt the smoothest skin that covered strong muscles which tensed as I stroked him. They then slipped out and up to his neck and wound themselves into his hair that felt of the purest silk strands.
Heridil's lips left mine to make a slow, snail trail alongside my jawline to find my ear. He began to tease the soft lobe with his teeth whilst his hands moved lower so that they could go under my t-shirt. I gasped with pleasure when his strong fingers grazed alongside my rib cage, shooting pure shivers down to my now aching hot groin. As fingers, teeth and tongue teased, I was left trembling on the blanket. My breath came out in short gasps as I pressed myself into this wonderful Galadhrim. My breasts ached to be touched and I began to wriggle down to see if his hands would come up. I heard him chuckle in my ear.
"Do you not want to be more comfortable, lirimaer?" his voice low and sultry.
"I am comfortable!" I gasped as his fingertips teased just under my breasts.
Oh this was so unfair!!
I heard Heridil chuckle against the soft skin at the nape of my neck and I groaned even more. So unfair!
Then he was gone . . . lips, fingers, body, heat and warmth. I opened my eyes to see him standing above me, a small smile on his face.
"Come." He whispered and I had to obey. I could not disobey the tone of voice. Wonder where he had learnt that technique?
Heridil led me to my bedroom and turned on the bedside light, giving the room a warm soft glow. Heridil walked slowly, surely over to me and I was about to place my hands around his neck but this Galadhrim smiled and turned me to face my bed. I could feel him behind me, his fingers gripped my hair clasp and slid it from my hair. The loosened trestles fell across my shoulders and I heard his voice near my ear.
"Vanima."
That one word spread goose bumps over my flesh. His lips pressed heat moistened ecstasy behind my ear, then slowly down the nape of my neck. I shut my eyes whilst cold tingles of delight trembled over my body, his tongue laved in strong strokes. I did not realise his fingers slowly slide the thin straps down from my shoulders until his hot mouth followed their descent, his fingers sliding up and down my arms causing me to quiver against his touch.
My groin was now aflame and if this elf would not take me soon, I would push him onto the bed and ravage him there and then!
My shirt hit the floor unheeded. Heridil's fingers slowly slid under the band of my skirt and pushed that down to follow the flight of the t-shirt. His hands grazed sensuously across my stomach, making me bite my bottom lip to stop me crying out as the pleasure built. I arched back onto him, gasping for breath that this elf was so good at taking away.
His hands came back up to loosen the bra and I allowed it fall from my arms. I suddenly felt naked, and vulnerable. I tensed at feeling uncovered and I think Heridil sensed this. Softly kissing my neck and shoulders, he turned me around and I opened my eyes to see his green eyes alight with passion. His gentle callused fingers caressed my face as he drew me to him, my breasts touching his clothed chest, his arms encircled me in an all encompassing embrace.
Oh how I longed to touch that chest naked, bereft of all clothing.
"Hayley? Do you trust me?" Heridil murmured, kissing my brow and followed the line to the top of my nose.
"Yes." I whispered, my voice quivering uncontrollably. I close my eyes again and felt him smile against my face, his breath erratic against my skin.
Heridil bent down to press a gentle, loving kiss on my swollen mouth, slipping his tongue into my waiting warmth once again. I sighed, my body melted against him then groaned as he pulled away slightly, his breath on my cheek
"Aniron lle." Heridil whispered, his voice hoarse.
His arms surrounded my body, drawing me to him tightly and I welcomed the embrace.
"Aniron lle." I replied, lifting my arms up to surround the neck of this handsome archer and pressed my mouth onto his. I let my tongue caress his in a movement that mimicked his own just a few moments earlier.
We both sighed.
I felt I was falling backwards and realised that Heridil had carried me the last inches to my bed and had pressed me back. We hit the bed with a gentle bounce, but the kiss was not broken, each demanding from each other equal pleasure.
Frenzied tussling for removal of clothing ensued, and the kiss was only broken as he removed his t-shirt.
I felt his hard member press against my thigh, his hands roamed my sides and goosebumps pimpled on my flesh. His alabaster skin covered taut muscles that rippled with each caress I gave him. His hands finally came up to my waiting breasts as my hands slid downwards to reach for him. I arched up to meet his hands, his mouth broke from mine to suddenly suckle the pert nipples that ached for his touch.
I curled into him, his hot mouth licked and nibbled, making me ache for the sweet release all the more, my body tightening and relaxing with every graze and nip. My hands roamed Heridil's strong and lithe form, his member hot and pulsing in my hands, matching his heartbeat that bounded against my stomach. I heard the archer hiss, then slowly moan, his hips pushing further into my hands.
Heridil was long and thick, for my fingers were not able to enclose him. The velvet skin of his erection was erotic to caress and stroke, my fingers following the ripples of veins that led from sac to tip. He was uncut and I pushed his foreskin up over the tip, then back down, Heridil groaned against my breasts, his breath hot against my now highly sensitive skin. His hair trailed across my soft mounds making me quiver with delight. The Galadrhim's moist mouth and tongue found their way downward and I had to release him, for his body slid alongside mine away from my hands. I stroked his back, hard and muscular, his strong fingers stroked my body and made me squirm under his touch. I could feel his need rising quickly as my own.
My excitement grew as his questing fingers finally found the apex of my thighs and I knew I was hot, wet and waiting. I opened my thighs eagerly to his tentative stroking as his lips nuzzled the soft skin of my hip, bringing me shivers that ran the complete length of my body. I could not help but moan, biting my lip as I gazed downward to see Heridil, obviously enjoying himself.
"Pleeeeaaase . . ." I gasped as his fingers fluttered over my wet folds, as if not daring to go beyond.
Heridil, a smile on his lips, glanced at me, then pushed my leg aside so that he could bury his face into my waiting heat. He began to lick, teasing engorged flesh and I cried out with the uncontrollable rushes of pure ecstasy that rolled across my body. I clenched the sheets, my body tensed whist his relentless taunting continued, my toes curling in desperate need.
I gasped loudly when a finger entered my wet heat and I pushed my hips upward to meet his questing hands. Soon enough, I was near the edge after seductive strokes from his delving fingers. I was ready to fly as I panted, moaned and writhed under his touch. I climaxed hard and felt as if the whole room had turned to starlight, laying abandoned against the delicious torrent of utter exquisite pleasure.
I finally felt the bed underneath me as I came back to earth and opening my eyes, Heridil's face lay next to mine. A gentle smile lay on his soft lips. I felt his arousal pressing against my hip whilst his fingers ran through my sweat slickened hair then down my cheek. I could smell my scent on his face and mouth. He kissed me passionately and I could taste my own juices on his lips but I didn't care. I wrapped my arms around him, bringing the Galadhrim closer to me.
I could not get enough of his scent, his skin, his touch. I felt the craving for his touch rise again to meet his. I needed his touch as he lowered his head to suckle my breasts. His tongue lavished my nipples whilst I arched up to meet him, knots of pleasure pulsing up and down my body. My heart pounded in my chest, his body manoeuvred so he lay over me. He grasped my leg and pulled it up to my chest, placing himself at my wetness, his knees on either side of my hips. His body was tense and I knew I had to end this for this pleasure was torment if not released soon.
"Saaaeeesss." I groaned, pulling his head down so that I could kiss him, delving my tongue into his mouth yet again. He pulled back as his hot need slithered against me and I moaned.
"Saes?" he asked huskily, his eyes dark and deep.
"Heridil! Saaaeeees!" I cried as I pushed my hips upwards so that he just eased past my slickened folds.
That was enough encouragement he needed for Heridil slowly plunged into me and I could feel myself stretching as he filled me totally, completely. My inner walls stretched to accommodate as his hardness pushed into me, rubbing against all the wonderful places that made me cry out in unadulterated passion.
Stopping for a second, Heridil's green eyes gazed into mine, he then withdrew to bury himself yet again. I could not control my body as he sets up a slow repetitive slide, deep thrusting that makes me pulsate around him and I just clung to the sheets, to him, anything I can grasp. Pleasure rising each time he pushed himself completely into me, body heat rising with our struggle to release each other.
The pace quickened, our sweat mingled with the delicious rubbing that was exquisite torture. I was so near release when he shifted up, my hips sliding further against him and Heridil began to plunge himself into me, forceful strokes which took my breath away. I felt him tense, his body rubbing and slidding gloriously against mine and that was it.
I flew upward crying out, the intense emotions rolled over me, my body tensing against his but under no command as it rolled for its frantic searching for its release. I heard Heridil's cry against my shoulder, his voice harsh as his body stretched and shuddered. I felt his hot essence fill me and I knew I was truly blessed. I had given him pleasure. I had found release with my elf.
Completely boneless from this frantic lovemaking, I slid my body downwards against Heridil and he released my leg and lay, still joined, entangled within the limbs of my body. I felt his hot breath pant against my neck and I smiled a slow, grateful smile, turning my head towards him.
"Thank you." I whispered into his ear as I nipped the soft flesh of his ear lobe.
I then licked up to the tip, causing Heridil to move against me and groan. Arching his head slightly, he allowed me access to his neck, ear, anything that I can reach with my tongue and teeth and I tasted his sweat-covered skin, tasting it as if it was honey.
He finally lifted his face upward and gazed down on me, a smile on his reddened lips.
"Thank you, meleth. This has made the day complete."
It was then he slid from my body and I groaned in response to the sudden loss. I was quickly scooped up into his arms and embraced, his legs and arms around my body like a protective cocoon. My skin tingled as the last of the orgasm left my body and I heaved a huge sigh of contentment.
"Happy?" I heard him ask into my hair as a kiss was placed on my head.
"Mmmmmm very." I replied as I kissed his torso
And I fell asleep in his arms, Heridil's heated body tight against mine as I was lulled into slumber by his heartbeat against my ear.
~*~*~*~
I awoke next morning and knew instantly he had gone. I turned on my back, my heart empty for the loss for such a lover. I turned my head and gazed at something on my pillow and frowned. I slowly raised my head to see . . .
A piece of jasmine, its pale white flowers opened releasing its fragrant scent that reminded me of the night before.
Later that day . . .
tap tap tap taptaptap tap tap
I look at the computer screen and read the words that Zee was writing and I replied . . .
"Did Heridil get home ok?"
"Yes he did thanks."
I paused before I asked the next question.
"How is he?"
"Smiling . . . a lot. I take you two had a good time."
I smiled at the screen.
"Yeah, we had a great time. Umm Zee? I don't suppose that Heridil is allowed to come visit again is he? After all, this was only a twenty four hour fic."
I read the words…
"I don't see why not."
"Will you ask him?"
"Sure hang on."
I waited. . . the tension built.
"Well?"
"He said he would love to keep visiting, that's if Erestor doesn't mind."
I heard a chuckle near my ear . . .Erestor. I then heard a whisper and grinned.
"Erestor says…he doesn't mind providing he can watch."
"Ooooohh sounds like a sound plan to me."
I grin at the screen again as I feel strong arms encircle my waist.
"Yeah….me to :-D. "
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