"Holo i fen."
Haldir did as he was instructed this time, kicking the door shut with his foot as he entered the bedroom. Living in the King's Kastle definitely had its advantages. First, he didn't have to worry about family members meandering into their quarters. Second, the bedrooms - as well as the beds - in the inn were sinfully large, so that when Thranduil had extended such invitation, little time was needed to convince Haldir to move.
He sauntered halfway to the bed, regarding her through half-lidded eyes, one hand busying itself with the laces of his pants. He paused when he was within distance for Elodien to see everything quite clearly, as she had drawn back the curtains at the foot of the bed only, and was propped up against the pillows awaiting him.
Keeping his eyes trained on her, he slowly unfastened his vest and let it slide back onto the floor. His shirt was little trouble to remove either, and soon joined the pile at his feet. As for his breeches and undergarment, he opted to sit on the edge of the bed so as to take them off in a more dignified manner than hopping around the room as he tried to yank them off would have presented.
Elodien tried in vain to recall the word for modesty in any language but Westron, finally settling on saying, "Thiach maer hell," as he stood.
"Hannon le," he replied as he reached behind his back to unravel the long braid that kept his hair in check, but Elodien shook her head.
"Caetho dad."
Smirking, and blushing slightly at the idea of being ordered around in such a fashion, he said, "Be iest lín," as he climbed onto the bed, crawling up over her. He leaned down to kiss her nose and shifted his weight slightly.
Not about to have such a short conversation, Elodien stopped Haldir from lying down atop her with a swat to the rear and a bit of a shove, so that he rolled onto his back to her left.
Still clothed herself, Elodien did not waste the opportunity, and quickly straddled his waist. Their fingers were soon interlaced once more, and they found themselves engaged in a duel as their lips locked, each one wishing to assert certain dominance over the other. It was Elodien who won the round, more on the principle that Haldir was curious what she would do next.
Closing his eyes and tipping his head back slightly in defeat, he moaned deeply as her mouth attacked him yet again, this time sng ong out his throat. He gripped her hands tighter as she moved in no particular pattern to his neck, chest, and shoulders, nipping, kissing, biting, and tasting as the moment suited her. Haldir was fairly certain he would have to stay home for an entire week at least, lest anyone see the signs of her amorous mood.
There was one spot in particular that she had saved traveling to, and she explored the area now, closing her mouth over the tender place at the base of the side of his neck, just where it met his shoulder. She knew the reaction, and was prepared as his head jerked back and his body arched slightly, eyes wide open now as a cry of pure pleasure escaped his lips.
Licking the area she had bitten, Elodien felt most of Haldir relax beneath her once more, but a gentle reminder was issued via a slight twitch from the pulsing member that was kept hidden for now, restrained by her stomach and separated from her by her dress. Elodiovedoved to the opposite side, and brought forth a groan now that her lover was prepared for the second assault.
Sitting up to look down upon her work, she giggled at the miscellaneous marks she had made on his fair skin, and was greeted with a look that appeared unamused. Elodien untangled her fingers from his, and set to touching and tracing her path on his skin. She barely registered that his hands were free now, and fully realized this as he slid them from her ankles to her calves, from her calves to her knees, and from there to her thighs, pushing back the skirt of her dress as he made his way along. He nearly grinned when he found that there was no further hindrance, and gripping his hands around her waist, pulled her forward.
Elodien gave a little yelp upon finding herself sitting on his upper chest now. Another slight adjustment forward, and she could feel warm breath teasing her body below. Biting her lower lip at the sensation, her legs trembled slightly and she made to pull her dress over her head, but this action was restrained.
Gripping his wife's wrists, Haldir began his own torture upon her body, tasting just enough to whet his appetite, and yet not nearly enough for Elodien, who tried as she might through her mewls to attain a position closer, to feel more than the mere tip of his tongue on the already warm, wet area hidden between her legs.
At some point, she resigned herself to the fact she would get no closer unless he allowed, and eventually rested her palms on either side of him, to better balance herself and permit him further access, if he so chose. The soft noises Elodien had been making were cut short as she felt a sudden breach, and she replaced her former vocalizations with deep throaty sounds. Peering down, she saw his hands were no longer idle, one continuing to tease her as he lickes lis lips, while three fingers of the other were buried somewhere she without a doubt felt but could not see.
Knowing that somehow there had been a point made to only use non-Westron words, Haldir was unable to help himself as he smirked up at the beauty before him, lips parted and openly panting without hesitation. Flexing the fingers that were inside her, he himself shuddered at the moan she released. "You breath so loud, I could fuck you in the dark," he drawled, and he smiled as he not only heard her gasp, but felt her tighten her internal grip upon him.
Slowly slipping his fingers from her, he languidly drew each digit into his mouth to clean them off, relishing the taste. When he finished, he blew a kiss up at her and said, "Ribo chemmaid lín a caetho na chaust."
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Translations:
(S) Holo i fen.
Close the door.
(S) Thiach maer hell.
You look good naked.
(S) Hannon le.
Thank you.
(S) Caetho dad.
Lie down.
(S) Be iest lín.
As you wish.
(S) Ribo chemmaid lín a caetho na chaust
Fling your clothing and lie down on the bed
