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Because of You (NC-17) Print

Written by Sairalinde and Anorienbean

24 December 2008 | 98532 words

Chapter 12

The old healer sat back on the edge of the bed and shook his head. “I still cannot believe you healed so quickly, any other man with this sort of injury would likely still be bedridden… never seen anything like it before,” the old man said sighing. “You are free to travel back to Gondor… I would work myself up to using the arm more, you do not want to overdo it, but from what I see, you seem more than capable of riding and even using weapons.” The old man stood up and smiled. “Good luck to you, lord Faramir.”

The old man left and Faramir tugged his tunic back on and looked over at Haldir. “I suppose we can leave anytime you like,” he said, wishing he had taken longer to heal. His voice was not very enthusiastic about leaving as he looked up at Haldir. It would still take weeks to return to Gondor but they would return and Haldir would leave. He would go to seek his death in some battle and Faramir… wasn’t sure he could stand the idea of Haldir dying.

Haldir would be happy to leave Helm’s Deep, there was no denying that, but he wasn’t nearly as excited as he thought he might be when the healer spoke. “Aye… I think we could head out first thing in the morning if you feel you’re ready. I have already found us two of the finest horses available and we have nothing really to pack.” He looked around the small room and thought that as odd as it might seem, he was going to miss it. “I… I suppose this will be our last evening here.”

Faramir nodded and looked down. “Aye, in the morning sounds… fine,” he murmured and sighed heavily. He should be glad to return home, instead he was dreading it. Not only had he disobeyed his father, now he would return after having been gravely injured and his brother’s death… his father was going to be beside himself with anger. Faramir was surprised he had not already received a summons home to be truthful. “The trail between here and Gondor is mostly open road but I do not think that is a good idea, we would be at risk for attack too easily. Perhaps we should discuss a different route?” Faramir suggested trying to think of something other than what he was returning to.

A less direct route would take longer… but Haldir found he didn’t mind so much. He reasoned that it was his duty to keep Faramir safe, so staying as far from the main trails as possible was a sound idea. “Any other routes might be a bit more difficult on you,” he murmured, picturing the mountains that lay between their current position and Gondor. “But I think taking a bit longer to get there is a small price to pay for your safety.” As he spoke, he glanced at Faramir, wondering why he suddenly looked rather forlorn. “Are you in pain? You look… unhappy.”

“No, no pain,” Faramir said in answer and stood up. “I am just not looking forward to returning to Gondor is all. I… well… I am sort of… well… not supposed to be here,” he admitted. It had been bothering him for some time now but now that they were to return it was weighing heavily on his mind. “My father… he was not exactly keen on helping Rohan at all. We argued over it and… and that night I had a vision. It told me to come here, that I must come here and so… in the middle of the night I left. I fear my father is going to be furious with me, especially now that I’m sure Gandalf has relayed that I was injured and… and Boromir’s death,” he explained, not able to look at Haldir. What he had done was basically disobey a direct order from not only his father but his commander.

Haldir stared at Faramir for a moment in silence. “You… you came here against your commander’s orders?” The very idea was foreign to him. Never once had he ever disobeyed a direct order, and could never imagine doing so. Had any of those under his command disobeyed him, no matter what the reason, they would be punished severely. “Gods, Faramir you… came here because of another of your visions? I cannot understand how these visions or dreams or… whatever they are have such power over you.” Yes, he would punish anyone under his command, but, the idea of Faramir being punished in any way, no matter what the reason, made his heart ache. “I am to keep you safe, and that includes from your father. From what I have heard, the steward is… he has changed of late. I will not let a madman, no matter who he is, lay his hands on you… even though it does sound like you deserve it.”

Faramir frowned. “He is… under a great deal of pressure,” he said though Haldir’s words were more accurate than his own. His father had changed in the last year or so, his behavior, his attitude, everything… and he had become much more mean spirited in that time. Faramir had always thought that it was just the pressure of their constantly being threatened by Mordor but even in the last few months it seemed something more than that. “I did come here because of my visions, they would not let me rest. A voice kept telling me that my future was in Rohan, that I must come to Rohan… so I did. But I did disobey orders, whatever punishment he has for me I do deserve and I will take it… I know I was wrong but sometimes… most of the time with me anyway I must follow my visions. I have tried ignoring them and for a time I think I almost went mad because of it… I wish I could explain them better. I… I see things before they happen, I see things that should or could happen unless something is done to change them. It first happened as a child. I knew my mother would die before the healers did. And having this vision has saved my life and the lives of others countless times in battle. Just as it saved you.”

Haldir’s frown matched Faramir as he shook his head. He had no intention of letting Faramir be physically punished, especially after such a severe injury no matter what he said. He well knew what punishment was like, and a man who had just been so close to death had no business being on the receiving end of any more physical pain than he’d already been through over the past week. “Surely you did not come here just to save me. I will not even pretend to understand your visions, but are you certain whatever you were ‘sent’ here to do has been done? Would you know if it had not?”

Faramir smiled a little. “Aye, I would know. It… it was you all along. The moment I saw you enter the gates I knew then… and when we were in battle I saw the full vision, not just a part of it as before… and that is why I saved you. There is a reason you are still here, Haldir. I know you do not like it… but my visions are never wrong. So it stands to reason that you are the one who is important, not me. I am just the means to save you… apparently you are to be here for a reason,” Faramir answered as he poured himself a glass of water.

It had never occurred to Haldir that he had any purpose other than to guard Lothlórien and his Lord and Lady. After they sailed to Aman, he had known he would be useless, so he had honestly believed no one would really even notice he was gone. But here Faramir stood, telling him that he had some other purpose. He was more confused than ever, and not the type of Elf who enjoyed confusion. “You have missed something,” he said, though not harshly. “You have me mixed up with another Elf, or this is the one time your visions have misled you. There is nothing left for me to do on all of Arda except to die.”

Faramir took a sip of water and shook his head. “I am not wrong,” he said firmly. “There is apparently something left… then you can find this death you seek once it is over… maybe you are to die in some battle in some way? Gods, I do not have all the answers, the visions never tell me everything… usually just enough to annoy me really,” he laughed then and looked at Haldir for a moment. “I would not change it though,” he whispered. “I would not have met you and…” he smiled then, “and despite what you think of yourself and even the rest of the world… I am glad to know you, Haldir.” He fought against it every day, he cursed himself a fool for asking Haldir to kiss him that night… but he was falling in love with the Elf. Gods only knew why… he argued about everything, hated everyone it seemed… and was more arrogant than anyone Faramir had ever met… yet, he was falling in love with Haldir. The way he could be so irritating one moment and then so incredibly sweet the next… Faramir had no chance at all not to begin to lose his heart to the often-grumpy Elf.

Haldir shifted uncomfortably under Faramir’s gaze and turned to look out he window. “It has not been… entirely displeasing to know you either,” he consented, unwilling and unable to put more into any words. After a moment, he grinned and arched an eyebrow at his lover. “Maybe I was only supposed to live so that you could spend the rest of your life knowing you were the only man on Arda lucky enough to have one of my kisses bestowed on you. Well… now, actually, you have had many. I am quite certain you must be the envy of everyone in both Rohan and Gondor.”

Faramir laughed and set his cup back on the table before crossing the room. He stopped next to Haldir and smiled at him. “Hmm, anything is possible,” he teased with a light shrug of his shoulders. “So we are agreed, tomorrow we leave here, we take a less traveled road… but tonight… what shall we do to pass the time tonight?” he asked catching Haldir’s eyes with his own. “I am healed now and I have wondered… often in fact… if you would like to share more than merely kisses and touches as we have.”

He had given in only a little, still not comfortable with anything remotely like a public display of affection, but here, alone in this room with Faramir and no one else, Haldir didn’t even try to resist reaching out and resting his hand on his lover’s hip. Their gazes locked for long moments, then he nodded slowly. “I think I would like that very much indeed,” he murmured, pulling Faramir hard against him and wrapping one arm around his waist. “Though you might have to resign yourself to being quite sore tomorrow… and I do not mean in your shoulder.”

Faramir’s breath caught as Haldir pulled him close, his own arms wrapped around the Elf and he smiled. “I think I can manage… besides what a nice reason to be sore after all?” he whispered leaning closer and brushing his lips gently against Haldir’s. Just that tiny contact sent his senses reeling. Gods, he wasn’t sure what it was that Haldir did to him but Faramir was certainly not complaining.

Both hands slid down to cup and knead Faramir’s backside, then Haldir easily lifted his feet from the floor. He made his way to the bed without further comment, since his lips were fastened over his lover’s in a deep kiss even as they crossed the room. When they reached the side of the bed, he pulled away, already breathless and aroused. “Get undressed,” he murmured, setting Faramir down and tugging his tunic over his head.

Faramir’s legs easily wrapped around Haldir’s waist as he was lifted, though his mouth stayed firmly against soft Elven lips. Gods, he loved the way that Haldir kissed, loved the feeling of his body against his own. Faramir was already growing hard between them, just in the short time he was carried to the bed. When Haldir pulled away and told him to get undressed, Faramir wasted little time fulfilling the request. He stole glances at Haldir as he too rid himself of his clothes and smiled. “I love looking at you, I should not tell you such things because you are arrogant enough as it is… but Gods it is the truth,” he said softly as he scooted forward on the edge of the bed and pressed his lips against a firmly muscled stomach.

Haldir rested his hand on the back of Faramir’s neck and leaned forward, his breathing slightly harder as soft lips moved over his stomach. “It is not arrogance it if is true,” he murmured, lowering his lover back to the bed and straddling his thighs. He was hard as well, and as their arousals brushed together, he couldn’t stifle a low moan. As he spoke, he nipped lightly over the warm skin of Faramir’s neck; sucking gently and scraping his teeth over the marks he’d left there from their previous activities over the past few days. “I have never been with a Man before. I would guess you are more delicate than Elves, so I will try not to hurt you… but if I do, you must tell me.”

Faramir smiled against Haldir’s skin and then found himself looking up at Haldir as he straddled his body. A sharp breath was sucked in as their arousals brushed against one another and he arched his body upwards to increase the friction. He moaned when Haldir’s teeth grazed his sensitive skin and his hands roamed down to a perfect backside, squeezing and pulling him even closer. “You will not hurt me,” he whispered and looked at Haldir seriously. “Many things are uncertain in this world but that is one thing I feel certain of.” His lips sought out Haldir’s again, sucking on his tongue as he moved under his lover.

The words – both his own, and Faramir’s – sounded odd in Haldir’s mind. He had never even worried about hurting any lover before. Then he remembered his order – to protect Faramir and keep him safe, and decided that the part of him that was sworn to do his duty was simply still watching over Faramir. Settling between long legs, he reached over to the nightstand, slicked his arousal with oil from the lamp, then dipped his fingers in again to slick them as well. Already, he was aroused beyond the point of thinking, his balls full and heavy, his cock dripping against Faramir’s thigh. Slowly parting the globes of his lover’s backside, he wondered if the small entrance he found there could possibly accommodate him. Had he been with another Elf – a paid escort type of Elf, he would have simply thrust inside the tight passage, but this… this was no Elf, and this was no whore. “I think… I think I will have to stretch you,” he said softly, something else he had never taken the time to do with anyone else. His fingers ran over the puckered skin, leaving a slick trial of oil behind as he watched Faramir’s face closely. “Relax,” he murmured. “Just try and relax…”

Faramir spread his legs wider as Haldir settled between them and he found himself smiling up at his lover as he slicked himself. Arching his hips up a little, he nodded when Haldir said to relax. Though at the moment he felt anything but relaxed, not out of fear of pain but anticipation had his nerves jittering. Gods, he’d wanted to feel Haldir inside him for almost two weeks now, since that first day that Haldir had touched him during his bath. He licked his lips and concentrated on relaxing his muscles as he felt a slick finger move against him and delve slowly inside. Haldir was being exceedingly gentle with him, which was slightly unexpected. He supposed that the Elf might be more… impatient and it did nothing to help the softening of his heart toward the golden warrior even more.

Haldir’s arousal grew even harder as he watched his finger disappear into Faramir’s body. The ring of muscle was almost too tight, but after a few tentative thrusts, his finger began to move more easily into the passage, though he was having one of his few rare moments of self-doubt. He knew nothing of Men’s bodies, of preparing them. Judging from Faramir’s face, however, he wasn’t in any pain, so he simply continued, rather than let his concern show. Adding a second finger, he carefully pushed them both forward, then stopped hoping he wasn’t moving too quickly. He turned his hand clockwise, then counterclockwise, stretching both the inner and outer muscles; still worried that Faramir’s body might not be able to take him in completely.

Nearly panting as Haldir’s fingers delved inside him, Faramir arched his hips upwards a little more, driving them even deeper inside him. “Haldir… please… I am ready,” he whispered needing to feel his lover inside him. He looked up and saw a faint flicker of something in Haldir’s eyes but Faramir couldn’t be sure of what it was. Instead he pulled his knees up close to his chest, exposing himself completely to his lover. “Take me… I’ve wanted this for so long now,” he whispered.

Shivering with need and desire, Haldir nevertheless marveled that Faramir would leave himself so vulnerable, offering so much of himself. Pulling his hand away, he dipped his fingers in the oil once again and gave the now stretched opening another coating, then ran the tip of his erection from end to end, further slicking the small hole with his own juices. That was almost his undoing – it felt incredible, and obviously Faramir was ready so he saw no reason to keep holding back.

Slowly, he used his thumb to press the swollen head of his cock into Faramir’s entrance, moaning softly as he did so. Fighting the urge to thrust in completely, he simply shifted his hips, burying himself a little deeper with each thrust.

The feeling of Haldir’s warm flesh against him, made Faramir almost whimper with need. He’d did not recall wanting someone to take him quite like this. When his lover pressed forward, stretching him and molding his muscles around the thick flesh, Faramir moaned softly. He tipped his head back into the pillow and looked up at Haldir, his breath coming in short, shallow pants. “Gods,” he whispered as his body opened up to his lover, taking him in just a bit deeper with each thrust until Haldir was buried deep inside him, his heavy balls brushing against Faramir’s backside. He took several deep breaths to calm himself, and to relax around the thick cock buried inside him.

Haldir watched and stayed still as Faramir relaxed around him, gripping muscles releasing one by one, giving him a bit more freedom inside Faramir’s passage. His hands rested on pale thighs, holding both his lover’s legs, then pushing them aside as far as they could comfortably go, opening Faramir’s body up to him even more. His hips moved back, then he thrust forward hard, burying himself deeply in one smooth thrust. “By the Valar, Faramir, you are tight,” he panted, pulling back out and thrusting in again. He was afraid he was moving too fast, but couldn’t seem to stop, so he reached out and began stroking Faramir’s arousal to distract him from the pain if he was causing any.

Faramir moaned when Haldir pushed his legs aside, his body opening even more to his lover. Gods, no one had ever been buried that far inside him. Another low moan fell from his lips as Haldir began to move, pulling almost completely out before thrusting deep again and again. It was almost too much, almost painful but at the same time it was exactly what Faramir craved so much. His body jerked when Haldir’s hand wrapped around his aching arousal and his hips moved in little upward thrusts as his muscles clamped and released around him. “It has been… a while since…” his words trailed off as the head of his lover’s sex brushed against that bundle of nerves inside him. He cried out and hadn’t even realized he closed his eyes until he saw the stars sparkling behind closed lids.

It took Haldir a moment to pick his rhythm back up as he kept thrusting. Stroking his lover as he found his own pleasure felt odd, but the reaction he’d gained from Faramir as his fingers had closed around his arousal made him think that mastering the art of multi-tasking was going to be well worth it. Alternating deep thrusts with fast, shallow ones, he continued moving, taking his pleasure and using Faramir’s willing body, but finding that to his surprise, he was obviously giving Faramir great satisfaction as well by simply touching him and aiming for his sweet spot. He slowed and almost stopped when he sensed either of them was getting close, but all too soon, he passed the point of no return and lost his rhythm again. With no more warning than a low moan (for even during sex, Haldir was normally quite reserved), he felt his cock twitch, surge, and spill deep inside Faramir’s passage, breathless at the intensity of his orgasm and surprised that he had made any sound at all.

Haldir seemed to know exactly when Faramir was close to losing control and would slow or stop moving until the man was practically writhing beneath him. Gods, no one had ever seemed to just know what he needed. Most lovers were far too gentle or slow and while it was pleasurable with them it had never been like this. His entire body seemed in tune with Haldir’s and when his lover began to move faster Faramir could sense that Haldir was close. His body moved under Haldir’s and when he heard a low moan and felt the cock buried deep inside him swell even more, Faramir’s muscles contracted around him, his own body losing control, he cried out, his release spilling between them at almost the exact moment Haldir spilled inside him. It seemed to burn him from the inside out, the wonderful pleasure of being filled so completely, really taken as he’d wanted to be, seemed to make his orgasm last longer. He was completely spent, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. “Gods,” he whispered breathlessly as he looked up at Haldir who actually seemed to look surprised for some reason. His legs lowered, wrapping around Haldir’s and holding him in place, wanting to still feel him buried deep within him for a few moments longer.

Haldir had just started to pull away as Faramir’s legs wound around him. Instead of moving, since he felt quite agreeable at the moment, he instead leaned forward and stayed buried inside the still spasming passage surrounding him. Sex with Faramir was… different than any sex he’d ever had before, though he couldn’t put his finger on exactly why. They seemed so in tune, so… connected. Which, of course, was impossible. Shaking his head, he tried to think of something to say as Faramir gazed up at him. He’d walked in on Rúmil and Orophin one day, and the image of Orophin’s hands moving over their brother’s body had, for some reason, stayed with him. Lifting one hand, Haldir patted his lover’s shoulder and smiled down at him. “I take it you enjoyed that as well?”

Faramir smiled at the question. “I think you are only asking an obvious question because you are fishing for a compliment,” he teased and reached up to caress Haldir’s chest slowly. “I did enjoy that… very much in fact,” he whispered and leaned up just a little to lick at Haldir’s neck. “And I am hoping that we will do that often… before we part ways,” he whispered the last words making his heart ache and he was glad that Haldir could not see his face.

Faramir’s hand moving over him was… nice. After a moment, the Elf decided he could definitely tolerate it. Mimicking his lover, he stopped the rather awkward patting of Faramir’s shoulder and let his hand move over his neck and arms, closing his eyes and murmuring softly as Faramir licked at his neck. His touch wasn’t as soothing as Faramir’s, still a bit hesitant and halting, but he was doing his best. “Aye,” he whispered, lowering himself on top of Faramir since long legs were still wrapped around him. “The journey will take some time. I think we shall have many opportunities to experience this.”

Faramir could tell that this was unusual for Haldir… then again the Elf had always paid for sexual favors so it was likely that by this time with others he would be dressed by now. The back of Faramir’s calf rubbed against the back of Haldir’s as he smiled. “Mmm, I would love many more opportunities then…” he whispered against his lover’s neck, pleased that Haldir had relaxed against him. “I do not think anyone has ever made me feel… so thoroughly taken before.”

Shifting so that he could reach between them, Haldir let his finger move gently over Faramir’s opening as it still encircled his slowly softening arousal. He wasn’t sure if it would help… and honestly wasn’t even sure why he was doing it, but he saw no reason to stop. “I told you, you might sore,” he teased, then suddenly turned serious. “Gods, did I hurt you? I mean really hurt you? I know sometimes sex is much slower and gentler, but… but I have never tried it like that.” As he spoke, he carefully slid from inside Faramir’s passage and kept massaging the now slightly gaping entrance, trying to judge, without moving away, if all he felt was oil and his own seed, rather than blood.

Faramir shuddered a little when Haldir touched his sensitive skin like that and was slightly disappointed when Haldir drew away from him. “No… no, Haldir, you did not hurt me… well at least not the way you mean. I… what pain I did feel was,” he blushed hotly, “pleasurable pain.” He was sore, this was true and riding tomorrow would be a little uncomfortable but not unbearable. He tipped Haldir’s face up to his own and pressed a quick kiss against his lips, touched that the Elf was so concerned. “And… as I said before any pain would simply be a good reminder… not a bad one.”

Haldir gave a tentative smile, startled at himself for even being worried over someone else’s pain. He felt a bit better as Faramir blushed, however, he still moved down the bed and pressed a kiss to his lover’s entrance. That much he remembered from seeing Elflings in Lothlórien running to their parents or siblings for comfort when they had been hurt. A press of lips over the injury seemed to always help tremendously… and he was, after all, responsible for Faramir’s pain and his safety. A bit of his release leaked out onto his lips, so he took an extra moment to lick the wrinkled skin clean, then moved to lie beside Faramir again. “I have heard kisses help,” he confided wisely. “Perhaps you will not be so very sore after all – either in a good or bad way.”

Faramir startled when Haldir moved down the bed and pressed his lips to him there. His eyes widened as he stared down at his lover, jumping when a warm tongue moved against him and feeling his body react to it all. His mouth was suddenly dry as Haldir spoke again and he swallowed hard. “I…” he did not know what to say and simply smiled at Haldir. The Elf was always surprising him it seemed and he snuggled against his lover. “Kisses do help… at least yours do… the night we met… when I asked you to kiss me… for just a short while as we were kissing I completely forgot the pain in my shoulder… I think I almost forget my own name when you kiss me.”

Rather than lay stiffly beside his lover as he normally did while he was awake, anyway, Haldir relented and put one arm over Faramir’s shoulder. He was so satiated by his orgasm, so relaxed and boneless, he couldn’t help but let his guard down just a bit. “You were almost dead that day,” he said softly. The memory made his heart ache, and try as he might, he couldn’t push that feeling away. “I have no idea how you survived. The healers say you should not have. I remember being so surprised that you wished for your last memory on Arda to be kissing a stranger, even one as enticing as myself.”

Faramir smiled and looked up at Haldir. “I just… I do not know why I asked, I think I wanted my last memory of this world to be something beautiful… especially after all the horror we had witnessed that night,” he whispered honestly. “I had no idea at the time that your kisses would… make me feel… more alive. They do… just your being near me makes me feel… stronger. Gandalf spoke of the magic of the Elves once… perhaps that is what he meant,” his voice trailed off softly then, “because I do find you magical.”

Unconsciously pulling Faramir a bit closer, Haldir smiled and shook his head. “Most who find me magical or desirable find me irritating and distant only a few moments later,” he teased, though there was more truth in his words than he would like to admit. “I must say, you have lasted longer than I ever imagined anyone would, though I cannot take credit for making you stronger. I wish I had that power, but I am merely a warrior, not a healer, or a wizard or a sorcerer. Though…” He grinned again, unable to completely shrug off the arrogance that had kept him isolated from everyone else for so long. “I am the best and fastest and most powerful warrior on Arda. I could have been known as a balrog-slayer had Glorfindel not beaten me to it. Now, at what is to be the end of my life, I am simply content to be the most desired.” When he finished, he tugged lightly at a lock of Faramir’s hair. “Aye, Faramir, you are a very lucky man indeed…”

Faramir’s lips twitched when Haldir said he had lasted longer than most and then he laughed when the Elf tugged at his hair. “You are irritating at times and distant too … but you would not be who you are if you were not,” Faramir said leaning up to look at Haldir seriously. “And I do count myself lucky… but do not think that means I will cease to argue with you… just because I very much enjoy your kisses and our other activities and that I do not mind your arrogance and bluntness at times… I will not always overlook it either. I am surprised that you do not find that more annoying. That I do not just… accept what you say sometimes,” Faramir asked looking into deep blue eyes.

“You simply do not know better,” Haldir shrugged, perfectly serious. “Men are not as wise as Elves and sometimes they speak before they know what they are saying. I do not overlook argumentative Elves, but I do understand that you are most definitely not an Elf… therefore I cannot hold your shortcomings against you.”

Faramir snorted. “Not wise? I see. Perhaps not,” Faramir said grinning. If anyone else had said something like that to him Faramir might have been insulted. He was quite intelligent in fact, intelligent enough that Gandalf had taken an interest in him even as a very small child and chosen to tutor him, himself. “I am after all… lying in bed with you… I must not be very wise at all.” He was grinning as he said the words though.

Haldir growled at his lover, though his eyes were sparkling with laughter as he did so. “Lying here in bed with me is most likely the wisest and most coveted position you are likely to ever be in.” He finally chuckled and relaxed a bit more back onto the bed. “You are an entertaining… and interesting companion,” he continued. “If I must be stuck with a man, I suppose I managed to get stuck with one of the least annoying ones… though if you would simply keep your sweet little mouth closed and agree with everything I say, you would be even less annoying.”

Faramir’s eyes widened at the growl, finding it… appealing actually and smiled brightly when Haldir chuckled. The Elf did not laugh nearly enough and he loved the sound of it. “Hmmm, well… you can wish for it, but I doubt it will be a wish that is granted,” Faramir teased and leaned up to press his lips to Haldir’s for a brief kiss. “But you can occupy my lips… anytime you like.” He was grinning and he felt his heart skip a little in his chest. You are doing it again… you are going to lose your heart to him. Though perhaps… he already had.

With a put-upon sigh, Haldir shifted on the bed so that he was lying beside Faramir and leaned down to lick at his lips. “Like everyone else on Arda who has kissed me, you are thoroughly addicted,” he declared. “I cannot say I blame you. And since you did almost die for me, I suppose I can spare a few more kisses…” Before Faramir could answer, Haldir indulged them both in one of their favorite pastimes, and spared quite a bit more than a ‘few’ kisses.

Faramir found himself looking up at Haldir as he leaned over him and before he could answer the cheeky Elf, his lips were caught in a sweet almost gentle kiss that quickly spun to much more. Gods, he really could live off those kisses. They made his heart dance in his chest and his entire body tingle each and every time their lips met. One would think his reaction would diminish over time but it had not, it had only grown stronger over the last weeks. When they finally drew apart again, Faramir was smiling. “It is getting late and we have an early start in the morning… will you stay in this bed?” he asked. They still did not always share a bed; sometimes Haldir would stay for a while and then retreat to the other bed. Sometimes he would stay the entire night and tonight… Faramir very much wanted him to stay.

Haldir placed one hand on Faramir’s forehead and frowned. “You do not feel like you have a fever, but aye, if you are cold again, I will stay here,” he agreed. He stifled a yawn and slid even further down in the bed, finding it – and having Faramir snuggled against him – rather comfortable, a fact he never got over being surprised at. He wasn’t exactly snuggling back, but neither was he lying rigidly in bed as he had during their first nights together either. “I… am glad you have healed so quickly, Faramir,” he said rather tentatively. “It was… unpleasant to see you so gravely ill.”

Faramir almost smiled when Haldir said he did not feel like he had a fever. He snuggled down in the bed with the Elf and rested his head against his chest as he often did, pleased that Haldir didn’t seem as uncomfortable as he normally did. He smiled when Haldir spoke again and looked up at him. “I am glad to be back to my old self again… and very glad I was well enough for what happened tonight… I admit I had craved feeling you inside me that way,” he whispered.

“Of course you did,” Haldir murmured, smiling as the sweet scent of Faramir’s hair drifted up toward him. “And I cannot say I had not fantasized about sharing that with you as well. It was well worth the wait.”

Laughing softly, Faramir nodded. “Well worth it,” he agreed and rested his head back against Haldir’s chest. “Sweet dreams, Haldir,” he whispered as exhaustion started to set in on him. His body was relaxed and warm and he loved the fact they were laying skin to skin under the thin covers… it seemed to make him relax even more.

“Sweet dreams to you as well,” Haldir murmured, closing his eyes and letting the sounds of Faramir’s deep, even breathing lull him to sleep. A tiny voice in the back of his mind warned him that he was going to miss Faramir terribly when he left Gondor, but a deeper, more familiar voice overrode it, advising Haldir to just take what he wanted from the young man for now, and forget him the moment they reached Gondor. This voice, a voice buried deep in his past, was the one that had guided him for many of his years, the one he was more comfortable with, the one he always listened to. As he drifted off to sleep, that voice drowned out the other, smaller one completely.

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26 Comment(s)

Wow. This is amazing. I just love the way Faramir’s and Haldir’s personalities are in this story. I really hope you update soon because I can barely wait =D

— Kristina    Wednesday 20 August 2008, 16:54    #

The way the two of you write this pairing is always drop-dead romantic. (Though I hope not literally so this time.) More, please!

— Ebbingnight    Thursday 21 August 2008, 4:05    #

you have on the edge now i want to know if haldir falls in love and more kissing i love,please write more thank chela

— chela    Thursday 28 August 2008, 5:21    #

Hi! Wow, as always, you truly know how to find the deepest level in your wonderful stories! It’s absolutely amazing and I cannot wait to read more! Thank you so, so much, best wishes, Eve

— Eve    Wednesday 3 September 2008, 21:31    #

Oh, wow. This is such good writing, and I love the way you characterize these two; they’re always so…meant for each other. Wonderful work, as always.

— wingy    Friday 5 September 2008, 7:47    #

please continue with this story. does haldir fall in love,does he ever see his brothers?will he learn how to love,i cant wait for the next installment,keep writing chela

— chela    Saturday 20 September 2008, 8:42    #

this chapter had me on the edge of my seat i loved it,will you ever have haldir make up with his brothers,i cnt wait for the next chapter love chela

— chela    Saturday 27 September 2008, 5:31    #

Oh, Denethor had better watch out when protective Haldir brings Faramir home to Gondor: this is beginning to look like love!

— Ebbingnight    Friday 10 October 2008, 0:04    #

I want to thank you both for this story. I have read all the stories I can find that you both have done since the very first one I read, which was Absence of Fear. I anxiously await each new addition. I love this story and the way you portray both Haldir and Faramir. Thank you so much!!!

— Kelly    Thursday 16 October 2008, 15:16    #

Haldir, no, no —- don’t listen to that voice in your head, but to the one in your heart!

— Ebbingnight    Thursday 30 October 2008, 14:34    #

Thank you all for the lovely messages! I’ve tried to respond individually, but my email has filtered some of the comments to spam and deleted, so I don’t have all the email addresses! But rest assurred, both Sairalinde and I have received and read each message and appreciate every one. :) We’re both thrilled you enjoy our stories and our characters, and have many more to post in the future. Thank you again to you all! :D

**Anorien

— anorienbean    Tuesday 4 November 2008, 18:50    #

This latest chapter – the long-awaited breakthrough for Haldir – is very welcome. It was clever of you to link it to the dreadful events from the original story. I’m rooting for your couple!

surreysmum    Saturday 8 November 2008, 14:11    #

Yippee!!!! Finally! I really like the way this chapter worked out. Can’t wait for more!

— Kelly    Monday 10 November 2008, 21:12    #

Wasn’t expecting a vision of Haldir’s past, let alone a heart-breaker like this one. Can hardly wait to see what happens when Faramir awakes!

— Ebbingnight    Friday 21 November 2008, 15:49    #

Haldir dressing down Aragorn for daring to touch his Faramir is just priceless —- and precious!!

— Ebbingnight    Tuesday 2 December 2008, 22:46    #

ch 20 – Now that was hot! I’ve been enjoying this all along, but the against-the-wall sex in this one, well, let’s just say that did it for me. Thanks.

— Vanwa Hravani    Thursday 4 December 2008, 23:37    #

A perfect ending (for both the story now and for Haldir and Faramir—- someday in their very far future)! Thank you!

— ebbingnight    Wednesday 24 December 2008, 23:34    #

Such a nice ending…and I love love love how you made the story…how you describe every feeling and emotion to the max…it helps to calm me mind…THANK YOU ^^

— Ulaire    Friday 26 December 2008, 0:56    #

This was one of the most wonderful stories I have ever read^_^

— Suryallee    Thursday 21 May 2009, 1:51    #

It was a merely coincidence that I read one fo your Faramir and Haldir stories. I was reading a story written in my first language Spanish, and it had a little about Faramir and Haldir, I decided to look for some stories and I found yours. Since I felt in love with your stories and this wonderful pairing I always wonder “How would it be to read a story writte by those two about the Arrogant Haldir falling in love with Faramir” But I never in my life thought ti would already exist. I never guessed that you had already written one. Because it was a coincidence I found this website with this story and chapter 15 was so beautiful, it made my cry I love how you write and all the feelings, heart and effort you put in your stories. I always hated Eowyn I never liked the fact that was infatuated with Aragorn and wanted to have him so badly and she ended with Faramir It didn’t make sense to me that what she felt was “love” It looked like an insult to the word “love” and its concept, but no wonder that even if it doesn’t really exist, the events in this story show the true love that Faramir and Haldir would share! and I would always love this couple! Thank you for the story!!! It is amazing!

— LoretoW    Wednesday 24 March 2010, 5:46    #

I just read chapter 22, their wedding’s day it was wonderful, Haldir wasn’t the only who was crying I was crying too. I felt touched for every single word written in this chapter although I must admit I’ve been feeling this way since I put my eyes in this story. I’m sure that they won’t be they only ones who will remember that day, because as long as I live I will never forget these beautiful words or the whole story. I don’t have the heart to forget them and I don’t mean to either. This story is so breaktaking it’s the best story of you so far. In my opinion because it’s the story where you have catched their personalities to the maximum point. So I can say that this the story which wins a prize in catch their personalities! Altough it has won my heart too :) well I better keep on reading!

— LoretoW    Thursday 25 March 2010, 3:32    #

Oh! It’s finally over, I was so used to read chapters that I feel a little hollow knowing that this story is over. But it was wonderful and I would love to read again in other time. And maybe one day my Englis can be enough to translate it into Spanish. But I still have a long way to go. It was beautiful, and I loved all the chapters. Haldir was the best he was always so arrogant it’s incredible how well you catch their personality that will never cease to surprise me! Wonderful story _ Thank you, you have made me really happy! I’m sure I will have a smile for a long long time :)

— LoretoW    Thursday 25 March 2010, 3:59    #

this is actually really brilliant XD Its romantic, and has plenty of angst but a happy ending and i swear i was giggling or grinning the whole way though XD cooll story bro! EPIC.

— Power Of Funk    Monday 21 June 2010, 16:06    #

this is such a great story. Love your work, think I have read most of your work now. Love specially the ones about Faramir and Haldir..Hope you write more som day :-)

— blondie    Saturday 14 December 2013, 18:58    #

Do you have other sides where your work can be read. love it :-)

— blondie    Saturday 14 December 2013, 19:08    #

I read your story again. First time I read it was 5 years ago and I still love it. I really hope you see my comments.

— blondie    Monday 3 July 2017, 22:45    #

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