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Bargains (NC-17)
Written by Anorienbean13 March 2007 | 1065 words
Characters: Haldir/Faramir
Prompt: 081 Blood for slash_me_twice, and 021 Brutal for 50_darkfics
Word Count: 1020
Rating: NC-17
WARNING: NON-CON, complete un-anorien-like lack of fluffiness
Author’s Notes: Not true, didn’t happen, no money made.
As they walked hand in hand toward their chambers, both servants and noblemen stopped to wish them well and comment on how happy they looked. Haldir smiled and thanked everyone and Faramir stopped to talk to a few, but it was obvious they were both anxious to be alone together.
As soon as they entered their room, however, Faramir slammed Haldir up against the wall and kissed him deeply. The Elf didn’t protest, nor did he return the kiss – he simply accepted it, and didn’t try to pull away, hands clenched at his sides, eyes closed, heart pounding furiously in his chest.
Finally, Faramir stopped, breathless, and let his fingers trail through long golden hair. “Now, undress. It is our honeymoon, you know.”
Haldir hesitated, and tentatively lifted one hand to let his fingers close lightly on Faramir’s tunic. “I kept my part of the bargain,” he said softly. “Now, will you keep yours? Will you please release my brother?”
Faramir waved his new husband’s hand away impatiently and laughed. “Our agreement was that I would consider releasing him after we were wed, and after I exercised my husbandly rights. You have completed half of your part of the deal, Haldir. The best part is yet to come.”
Hanging his head, Haldir nodded and slowly began to undress. Thoughts of Orophin, his beloved younger brother, filled his head and he told himself that he had no choice. Orophin would surely die in the dungeons should Haldir fail to please the steward of Gondor. Without a word, he made his way over to the bed, leaned over and spread his legs far apart, exposing himself completely and trying not to think how vulnerable he was at the moment.
When it was over, Haldir lay unmoving on the bed, Faramir’s seed filling his body and a dark blood stain on the sheets beneath him. He was bound to this man now, he had taken his vows in front of hundreds of well wishers, and had done his best to act as if he were happy and in love. He knew he had a lifetime of playing that role ahead of him, but he would do anything to see Orophin free.
Wincing as he rolled over and gazed at Faramir, he fought the urge to simply kill him then and there. He could do it so easily…though, then, of course, Orophin would die, as Faramir had ordered, should he met his own death prematurely. And he had given his word. As much as he hated that fact, he was one of the first-born, and he would not, under any circumstances, dishonor his kin by not upholding his end of the bargain…even one such as this.
“Faramir? About my brother…”
The Ranger smiled and reached down to stroke himself, his eyes cold and hard, the flesh between his legs already stiffening. To have such a prize as the beautiful Elf…his father would have been proud. To have lived his life as a disappointment to Denethor had affected him greatly but this…Gods, if only the old man was alive to see how clever he’d been! Haldir was not only beautiful, but strong, intelligent, and graceful. Faramir would be the envy of all of Gondor to have the Elf as his husband! “Enough about your brother! I am sick of hearing his name!”
Haldir’s face blanched, and he shook his head. “I have fulfilled my part,” he insisted. “And you know I will continue to do so. But please, Faramir, release Orophin before he fades…let him return home to our kin so that they may tend to his wounds and heal him.”
Faramir reached to the bedside table beside him and closed his fingers on a long, thin piece of leather. “You didn’t come earlier,” he observed, ignoring his husband’s words for the moment. This attitude of his would most likely grow tiresome before too long. “So I don’t think I’ll let you come for some time now…” Deftly, he wound the leather around Haldir’s sex and the sac that hung below, binding them tightly. One way or another, he would control this Elf. He seemed to have no problems outside of this room, as Haldir had kept his word and acted the part of the happy newlywed to perfection, but inside their chambers, when they were alone, it appeared things might not be so easy.
“Orophin…”
“Yes, Orophin, Orophin, Orophin,” Faramir snapped, pulling the string even tighter and slapping at Haldir’s bound flesh. “I almost think I should make him watch as I fuck you. It would be my parting gift….so he could remember his arrogant older brother that way for all his life – spread open before me, under my full control.”
Haldir whimpered and felt sick to his stomach at both the touch and the words. “Please, Faramir. You promised…”
Faramir sighed and crawled off the bed. He made his way over to the doorway, whispered something to the guard outside, and turned back to his Elven husband, eyes shining. “There. Orophin is free,” he said, watching as Haldir’s shoulder sagged in relief.
He moved back to the bed and stretched out beside his lover. His hand trailed between Haldir’s legs and he pushed two fingers inside the abused opening he’d just taken so brutally. When Haldir only moaned but didn’t respond in any other way, Faramir began to slowly fuck him with his fingers, smiling as, to Haldir’s utter dismay, the tightly bound cock began to harden and the leather bit into swollen flesh.
“Now, my lovely husband…” He didn’t stop, simply delved deeper as Haldir tried to hold still. “It seems there was something I forgot to tell you…”
Another thrust inside the tight passage, then Faramir added a third finger, sliding them in to the knuckles, causing Haldir to curse under his breath in a mixture of pain and unwanted pleasure. His next words were slow and deliberate as he watched the Elf’s face closely, knowing what he was about to say would come as a surprise, and again relishing the control he had over such a beautiful creature.
“What will you do to assure that Rúmil goes free as well?”
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Wow!! I don’t think I’ve ever read an Evil!Faramir fic before. This was very good. Any chance you will continue this? I could see Haldir and Faramir falling in love once Faramir has granted Rumil’s freedom. Or I just may be a romantic at heart.
— Ellie Thursday 15 March 2007, 19:07 #