Title & Chapter Number: Haldir's Redemption 3/9
Author(s): - Author's Index
Fandom: LOTR
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my soul. No money is being made from this story and all rights and privileges belong to the Tolkien Estate.
Warnings: Angst, H/C
Betas: Kissaki, Alex from Haldir Lives
Cast: Haldir/OFC and most of the elves and fellowship including some of my own characters
Timeline: Just before the fellowship arrives at Lorien and after they leave
Spoilers: LOTR, Two Towers
Summary: Sequel to Haldir's Therapy. Haldir has been injured at Helm's Deep and finds that he needs Nerie more than he thought possible but his stubborness and arrogance gets way too much in the way. Plenty of angst, assault, pain and battery……..and forever love…..all say aaahhhh!!
Notes: Feedback always appreciated. This is an ongoing story.
Chapter 3 - Loved
Haldir gently awoke, his eyelids fluttering as he realised he lay still. A hot cloth scented with lavender was being drawn lazily but firmly over his chest, leaving a cool damp trail as it curved alongside his ribs. Feeling disorientated after so long in sleep, Haldir moved his head to focus on the person who was tending to him. Her long blonde hair, curling around her shoulders, the sides pushed back behind her ears as her fingers held the cloth that washed him. Haldir was so lost in seeing his beloved, his heart full to burst as he slowly, stiffly raised his left arm and raised it to her face, caressing the softness of her cheek.
"Nerie?" his voice quiet and hoarse as his mouth was dry. Licking cracked lips, he tried to smile.
He ached physically and emotionally. He watched as her gentle blue eyes turned and a smile appeared on her face as she took the cloth away from his chest and placed it in the bowl alongside the bed. Then Nerie turned back and gazed at him, her eye's so full of love that Haldir wished he could curl up in the blueness of them. She pressed his hand against her cheek and it felt so soft to Haldir, after months of hardship and pain, that all he wanted to do was to hold his wife, his love, in his arms and never let her go again.
"Beloved. I am glad you found the strength to come back." Nerie whispered as she lowered her face to his.
Her hair fell like a curtain as her lips tentatively touched Haldir's and she felt the hand slide around and cupped her head so that Haldir could press Nerie into him. Slipping his tongue into her mouth, Haldir roamed her lips with possession and Nerie gave it willingly. How she had missed Haldir. How she had worried whilst he was gone and now here was here with her. Haldir let her draw back, his eyes dark with happiness and passion.
"I have missed you amaelamin. I am glad to be home." Haldir murmured, as he tried to sit up, his body felt stiff and his right arm failed at his body's request. Anger flashed as his right arm gave away and he slumped back onto the bed.
"Aiya! I wish this had been removed…useless thing!" he shouted at no one in particular as his left hand drew itself into a fist and he slammed it down onto the bed, then turned to see Nerie sitting beside him, consternation on her face. With shame for his condition, anger easing, Haldir gently smiled and let out a huge sigh as he pushed his hair away from his face.
"I am sorry my love. Please don't be upset with a grumpy elf. I cannot sit up…will you help me?"
Nerie smiled to her love but the smile never reached her eyes for her eyes were full of sorrow. Arvarno had explained to Nerie earlier that day of what had happened at Helm's Deep and Haldir's reaction to it. Nerie had sobbed for her husband as Rumil and Arvarno held her, both soothing her of her grief. She knew that Haldir's weakness would become a battle for him to fight against himself. He had always been so strong, so supportive, so confident. And now, had told her that Haldir's confidence had gone, his faith in life diminished.
As he slept she had watched over him and wondered what he would do. Would the rest of Lorien shun him for his injuries? If he could not longer undertake the task of March Warden, what else was there for him to do? Would Haldir lose his self-respect and if so, how would he react?
As Nerie washed him, she saw the scars and traced them lightly with her fingers. He looked so peaceful as he lay in their bed, sleep taking away any signs of distress. Nerie had watched over him for sometime, gazing at his features, holding his hand and entwining Haldir's fingers amongst her own. Arvarno had told her that he would stay at Caras Galadhron until Haldir was healed as best he could. Lord Elrond had agreed, so Arvarno had told her after the initial shock had gone and the tears gently wiped. He had also told her that Lord Elrond had said that both she and Haldir would be welcome at Rivendell. His injuries would not be shunned there. Nerie was so welcome of that news that she hugged Arvarno tightly as he chuckled at her display of affection. At least another option was available but Nerie knew it would take a lot for Haldir to leave his beloved Lorien. And now, here he sat, needing help to sit. Yes, it would take a long time for him to heal. Would they survive?
Nodding gently she leant over, pulling her skirts up to help her across the bed. Nerie then placed her arm under Haldir and eased him to sit forward, then using his legs as leverage, between them Haldir eventually sat back onto cushions, his hair mussed and his chest lay bare before Nerie. She moved her arm and stroked his chest with light fingers and smiled a small smile as goose bumps appeared.
Haldir's eyes fluttered shut as his mouth opened to allow the moan of pleasure escape from his lips as he felt the tingling of his skin when Nerie's explorations on his chest. Gods, he had missed her touch. He opened his eyes and watched Nerie lean over and nuzzle his chest, her warm lips pliant against his skin, leaving another, more pleasurable trail, alongside his neck. In response, he lifted his hand up to run his fingers through her silky hair. He gasped as her teeth gently tugged a nipple, his arousal growing by the second.
Nerie grinned, her teeth tugging Haldir's nipple and watching Haldir's reaction grow. Good, she thought, he still wants this. I can still make him react to me. He has not forgotten pleasure. She raised her head from Haldir's chest to see Haldir's pupil's dark against the pale blue. His mouth open, as her reaction made him pant. Moving hairs away from her face, she leant over to face Haldir, her nose nuzzling his, which made Haldir chuckle.
"Whatever it takes, how much time you need Haldir, we will be with you. I married you for who you are meleth, not for what you are. You love me . . . I can feel it still and to me that is all that matters." Nerie whispered into his mouth as she kissed him long and slow.
Haldir felt tears pricking his eyes as he shut his them. He didn't want to feel the shame he felt and now with those words spoken, he felt more ashamed than ever. He had been selfish in the last few weeks. Now he was here with Nerie, nothing else mattered . . .not at this moment. He drew back from the kiss, opened his eyes and gazed at her growing abdomen. His child grew and was well. His wife was here and he was loved. What else could he want…at this moment?
Tenderly, Haldir gazed at Nerie, his erection had softened but now it grew again, as he drew Nerie towards him, her mouth moist, pink and waiting, her arms ready to hold, to stroke . . . to love.
"Show me," he murmured as he leant into her kiss, "Show me how much you love me."
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