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A Change of Heart (NC-17)

Written by Sairalinde and Anorienbean

03 March 2006 | 41243 words

Chapter 5

Haldir’s heart raced as Faramir picked him up and settled him in his lap. He could feel the warmth and firmness of Faramir’s arousal pressing against his hip, and his own erection, which had started as he’d gazed into his lover’s eyes, grew impossibly harder. His hand shook as it moved down and his palm pressed flat against the laces of Faramir’s breeches. “I want to touch you,” he whispered hoarsely. “I want to kiss you, and touch you, and taste you, and watch you as you come completely undone for me.” His hand pressed harder against Faramir’s arousal, and Haldir’ breath caught in his throat. “Please?’

Faramir sucked in a breath as Haldir’s hand pressed against him, and then his words sent fire racing through his veins. His breath hitched for a moment and he felt his arousal pulse under Haldir’s hand. “I want that too… I want to touch you, taste you, and know how your eyes will look when you lose yourself in passion,” he whispered as he leaned in and captured Haldir’s lips. Faramir’s hand tangled in silken hair as the kiss deepened. It was gentle, but driven with need and arousal. After long moments they drew apart, and Faramir breathed deeply and his fingers fumbled with the fastening of Haldir’s tunic. He’d helped Haldir remove it before for bathing or bedtime, but now his hands shook with desire as he tried to unfasten the laces.

Haldir’s erection twitched within the confines of his own breeches as their kiss deepened and Faramir’s hand moved through his hair. His own hands shook as well when his lover’s words registered in his mind, which was still spinning from their kiss. He breathlessly began trying to unfasten the laces of Faramir’s tunic. “It’s not working,” he scowled. “Here.” Leaning back, Haldir lifted his own uncooperative tunic over his head and threw it behind them, truly not caring in the least where it landed… if it landed in the fire, he wouldn’t give it a second thought. He needed to feel Faramir’s skin underneath his fingertips, NOW. He gave Faramir’s tunic the same treatment and moments later they were both finally bare-chested. “Gods, you’re perfect, love, Faramir. Absolutely perfect.” His fingers were surer now as he unlaced Faramir’s breeches and slipped his hand inside. As his hand closed over his lover’s leaking organ, Haldir leaned forward and pulled Faramir into another kiss, even as the Elf began stroking him with firm, sure strokes.

Faramir almost laughed when Haldir scowled at the lacings, but soon his humor slipped away as Haldir quickly rid himself of his tunic. They had seen one another before when bathing, but this was entirely different. When his own tunic was pulled over his head he smiled at Haldir, his face coloring from his compliment. “You are the perfect one, Haldir,” he whispered, allowing his fingers to drift down his lover’s chest. Before he could say anything more he felt Haldir tug at the lacings of his breeches and then all thought seemed to be erased from his mind as a warm hand closed around his arousal. His gasp was lost in Haldir’s mouth as he kissed him, and Faramir’s hand worked blindly on the lacings of Haldir’s breeches, wanting… no… needing to touch his lover. As their kiss continued his fingers finally managed to drag the final laces away, and his fingers wrapped firmly around his lover’s shaft, stroking him in a pace to match the one Haldir had already set. It felt as if his blood were humming in his veins as they touched one another after what felt like a lifetime of waiting.

Haldir’s hips shifted forward, and he moaned, low and deep in his chest as Faramir’s hand began to move over his aching flesh. He pulled away from the kiss only long enough to breathe and then sealed his lips over Faramir’s once again, his hand never missing a beat and his hips continuing to move of their own accord as he thrust his arousal into Faramir’s fist. It took every ounce of self-control he possessed not to come then and there, and his entire body shook with the effort to hold back. After long moments, he drew away again and slowed his movements on Faramir’s leaking organ. “Wait,” he murmured as he closed his eyes and buried his face in Faramir’s neck as he tried to regain control. “Lean back, pen velui (lovely one). Let me taste you… please.”

Faramir heard Haldir’s moan and answered it with his own. They only broke their kiss to drag in ragged breaths before their lips sealed together again. Haldir’s hips shifted to meet each stroke, and Faramir felt himself nearing the edge of his control as his lover continued to stroke his aching shaft. He could feel Haldir shaking in his arms and knew that he was in the same state. When Haldir pulled away and slowed his movements for a brief moment, Faramir worried that he was somehow in pain and then he heard his lover murmur. He gasped and then took a deep shuddering breath. “Gods, yes,” he panted. Carefully, he lay back on the bed, his eyes never leaving Haldir’s and his hand stayed firmly wrapped around Haldir’s arm to steady him.

Haldir’s leg was the furthest thing from his mind, yet, he still noticed the way Faramir somehow managed to push aside everything to make sure he was safe and didn’t hurt himself. His heart swelled with love once again, and he smiled up at his lover, knowing that everything he felt was perfectly evident in his eyes. Before Faramir could say anything, however, Haldir looked down and curled his fingers under the edges of Faramir’s breeches. Working them down over firm thighs and long legs, he managed to throw the thin garment to the floor and turned his attention back to the steadily dripping organ before him. “Gods, I’ve been wanting to do this forever, I think,” he murmured as he lowered his head and let the flat of his tongue run over the underside of the thick column of flesh. His hand moved to gently roll the heavy sacs that hung between Faramir’s legs as his tongue slowly licked at the swollen head of his lover’s arousal.

Faramir shifted his hips to allow Haldir to drag his breeches off and felt his arousal twitch as the Elf regarded him with dark eyes. The moment that Haldir’s tongue moved over his aching flesh, Faramir moaned deeply, his fingers scrabbling on the bed for something to grasp. His entire body jerked as a warm slick tongue licked him. “Gods, Haldir… please,” he breathed as he watched his lover. His hands ached to touch Haldir, and his hand sunk into his lover’s soft hair, not guiding him, just simply needing to touch him. His entire body felt as if it were on fire, and his body was damp with sweat though the cabin wasn’t terribly warm.

Haldir moaned at the sheer need he heard in Faramir’s voice and closed his eyes. His lips slid slowly over the crown of his lover’s arousal, the flesh feeling warm and full beneath his tongue, and Haldir’s own arousal jerked and began to weep onto his stomach. Moments later, his lips were are the base of Faramir’s shaft, his nose buried in soft curls, and he could feel his lover’s length filling the back of his throat. Swallowing around the leaking organ, he moved his head up, then back down again, making love to him with his mouth again and again and loving every moan and whimper that fell from his lover’s lips.

Faramir moaned and fought to keep from thrusting his hips into the incredible heat of Haldir’s mouth. When his lover swallowed around him his body trembled, and he fought the need to thrust into his lover’s mouth as he took him closer and closer to the edge with each movement. It felt incredible, having those lips around him, having Haldir loving him. It was simply more than Faramir had ever dreamed he’d feel in his life. He knew that his heart had belonged to the beautiful Elf for days now, and he was certain he would never again feel this with anyone else, nor did he want to. “So close,” he panted and then moaned as Haldir swallowed around him again. He wanted to give the same pleasure to his lover, wanted to know the texture of his skin against his tongue, feel the heat of his body against his lips.

Haldir’s hands moved to Faramir’s hips, and he encouraged him to thrust at will, wanting to see and feel the man he loved coming completely undone in every way. He redoubled his efforts, licking and sucking on the slick flesh as he took Faramir in deep time and time again. His fingers tightened on his lover’s hips to keep himself from reaching down to stroke his own erection, and he felt the organ in his mouth become impossibly thicker. Yes, love… come for me… that’s it… let go, meleth (love).

Gasping as Haldir encouraged him to thrust into his mouth, Faramir lost any hint of control as his body took over. His thoughts were scattered as he moved and he felt himself nearing the edge. His release built rapidly, and he couldn’t have stopped it if he had tried. It was as if his body, his very soul, knew Haldir’s, and after only a few moments he felt a stab of heat shoot through his body, and he cried out. His muscles tensed, and he arched up from the bed as his seed spilled hot and thick in his lover’s mouth.

Haldir swallowed his lover’s release and continued to lick at the twitching head of Faramir’s arousal, coaxing every last drop from the softening organ. His hands traveled over his lover’s bare thighs, memorizing the texture and heat of his skin, and he slowly began kissing his way back up to Faramir’s mouth. His own arousal was aching, somehow having gotten even harder as Faramir’s seed filled his mouth, and he groaned as he moved up and pressed his hips forward, grinding his erection against his lover’s hip. His lips sealed over Faramir’s, and his tongue licked languorously inside the warmth of his mouth as Haldir closed his eyes and sighed into the kiss.

Faramir was still recovering from his release, his breathing harsh and ragged as his lover moved up his body. He could feel the heat of Haldir’s arousal before it pressed against him and their lips met in a deep kiss. Tasting himself in his lover’s kiss, he moaned and wrapped his arms around Haldir, holding him close and letting his hands travel over warm damp skin. When they finally drew apart, Faramir smiled as he looked into dark sparkling blue eyes. “I wish to taste you too,” he whispered. Gently, he rolled Haldir onto his back, careful of his still healing leg and began slowly kissing his way down the amazing body under him. Haldir’s body was perfect, his smooth skin moved over taut muscles as Faramir continued kissing a trail lower and lower until he came to his lover’s leaking arousal. Slowly, his tongue flicked out to catch the fluid gathered at the tip and then his lips closed around the hard shaft, and he sank down until he felt the tip at the back of his throat. Faramir drew back and then sank down again, setting a slow but steady pace. Nothing had ever been like this, he already knew he was falling in love, and now for a brief moment his heart, his very soul, recognized its match in the Elf.

Haldir smiled as Faramir laid him onto the bed with such care and tenderness. As the incredible heat of his lover’s mouth closed over his length, his back arched up off the bed and a low moan was wrenched from deep in his chest. His body tensed and his hips shifted as Faramir swallowed around him and his fingers twisted in the blanket beneath him. “Oh, Gods,” he whimpered softly as he tried not to thrust deeper. His entire body was trembling with need and lust as he writhed beneath his lover’s talented ministrations, and he felt his cock twitch and begin to drip on the back of Faramir’s tongue. His release was building fast, and as Faramir continued to take him deep and swallow around the aching head of his organ, he simply closed his eyes and gave in to sensation.

Haldir’s soft whimper seemed to send a jolt of heat through his body, and Faramir increased his pace. He encouraged Haldir to thrust into his mouth, and
within moments he felt his lover’s release flooding over his tongue. He swallowed his lover’s release and continued to lavish the softening shaft until it was completely spent before drawing away. Dragging in a deep breath, Faramir moved up, trailing gentle kisses over Haldir’s stomach and up his chest to his lips as Haldir had done him before. He kissed Haldir deeply, letting him have the same pleasure Faramir had of tasting himself on his lover’s lips and tongue. Drawing away, he licked gently across Haldir’s lips and smiled adoringly.

Haldir’s entire body trembled in the aftermath of his release, and he moaned when he tasted himself in their kiss. When Faramir pulled away and smiled down at him, he returned the adoring gaze and wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist. “Gods,” he murmured as one hand moved to gently brush the hair back from Faramir’s forehead. “That was… that was… incredible. Even better than I imagined… and I imagined it often, I must confess.” He leaned up and nibbled on Faramir’s bottom lip and pulled his lover closer. “We fit together perfectly just like this… and I have no doubt that we’ll fit together even more perfectly when we finally make love.”

Faramir laughed when Haldir said that he imagined it often. His first thought was that he had as well, but then Haldir nibbled on his lip and pulled him closer and he simply forgot to say anything. His heart seemed to trip in his chest when Haldir said ‘make love,’ and he smiled at his lover. “I have no doubt either… not a one,” he whispered. He wanted to say more, he wanted to tell Haldir that he was falling in love with him, but he was afraid that would ruin the moment… that it would bring doubts because they were from such different backgrounds and raised with such different beliefs. Yet here they were. He tried to focus, to concentrate and decide if he should say something, but his mind was still lost in a haze from his release. He laid beside Haldir and snuggled against him, resting his head on a firm strong shoulder.

Closing his eyes, Haldir tugged the blanket over them both and, being careful not to move his bad leg too quickly, settled closer to his lover. Pressing a soft kiss to Faramir’s temple, his fingers trailed up and down the warm skin of the Man’s back, and he stifled a yawn. There was so much he wanted to say, yet, for the first time, he felt as if there would be plenty of time and opportunity to say it in the coming days. They’d both agreed to stay together, and if Faramir didn’t exactly love him yet, then maybe he would one day grow to. Breathing in the scent of his lover’s hair, Haldir smiled contentedly. “Rest, pen velui. And maybe I can wake you up early, and we can see if we still fit together as well in the morning light…”

Faramir laughed softly and snuggled closer to Haldir. “I believe that I will not mind waking up that way,” he teased gently as his arm draped across Haldir’s chest. “Sweet dreams, my love Haldir,” he whispered, and then he yawned. Faramir closed his eyes and within moments was caught up in the world of dreams, and each one of them featured an Elf with golden hair and sparkling blue eyes.

Haldir fell asleep just after Faramir, his arms wrapped tightly around this Man who had so easily stolen his heart, the Man with whom he wished to spend the rest of his life. A Man. I cannot believe I fell in love with a Man… one who was raised to hate Elves, at that! Even as he slept, the soft smile never left his lips, and his arms never loosened from around his lover, intent on keeping him close all during the night. Even in his dreams, the words that had been on his mind as he fell asleep threaded through his dreams.

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