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The Prize (NC-17)

Written by Sairalinde and Anorienbean

29 July 2006 | 48931 words

Chapter 11

Lord Celeborn agreed to preside over the bonding ceremony two days after Haldir had asked and Faramir had accepted. The two days leading up to the ceremony were filled with taking care of last-minute details. Telling Haldir's brothers, who had been thrilled beyond words, and Faramir had written a long letter to Boromir and asked to meet with him sometime in the near future halfway between Gondor and Lórien.

By the time the day of the ceremony arrived, all of Lórien had gotten word of it and even though they planned a quiet, simple ceremony with only Haldir's brothers as witness, they had a large audience as they walked to Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel's talan. The crowd had only grown as they returned home hand in hand, though neither of them noticed. They were wrapped up in their own world, it seemed, only seeing one another. //I'm truly married now. Haldir is mine, and I'm his, and he loves me. Gods, he is so perfect, I could not have even dreamed him.// Faramir squeezed his husband's hand gently as they began to walk up the steps toward their talan. Something else about the last two days was the fact that they had kissed and touched and caressed one another to the point they thought they would each burst, and now...there was nothing to hold them back at all. Faramir didn't think himself a whore for a change, even when his mind slipped to thoughts of how much he wanted his husband to take him, to claim him as his forever.

Haldir barely noticed the round of applause surround them as they left Celeborn’s talan, though if he had, he wouldn’t have even considered hiding his happiness, even before his wardens. Today, he didn’t care what anyone thought of him except his new husband, and as they finally made their way inside the front door of their talan, he surprised Faramir by carrying him across the threshold. Heading straight to their bedroom, he gently laid his lover back on the bed, kissing him until they were both breathless and aching. He’d imagined this night in his dreams so often over the past days that his hands seemed to move of their own accord as they slowly unlaced his husband’s tunic. There was one more thing he wanted to prove to his husband, and it was that they were equals in every manner of the word. He wasn’t sure how Faramir had imagined this night, but Haldir was determined to put Faramir’s pleasure above all else every moment of their lives, but especially on this, their wedding night. “Let me show you how I feel,” he whispered softly as he nibbled on his lover’s neck. “Will you do that, meleth?”

When they reached the door of their talan, Faramir yelped in shock as Haldir swept him up into his arms to carry him through the door, and he found himself laughing happily from the romantic gesture. Soon his laughter turned to desire as his husband laid him back on the bed and began kissing him until he could barely breathe. When Haldir began to remove his tunic and spoke, Faramir nodded. "Gods, yes. I'm yours completely, Haldir," he whispered breathlessly. He'd dreamed of Haldir taking him so many times the last few days, and now he found himself eagerly tugging at the laces of Haldir's tunic hardly able to wait to feel his husband's body against his. His entire body naked against his own.

Long, almost torturous moments later, both their tunics were discarded to the floor, and Haldir was sucking on the smooth skin of Faramir’s neck, marking him gently as his hands moved down to ghost over already peaked nipples. He kissed a slow, wet trail over his lover’s neck and chest, stopping only when his thumb was running lightly over Faramir’s left nipple as his lips fastened onto the right, sucking and licking as his entire body shivered with desire. His free hand moved down to unlace his lover’s breeches, and finally, his fingers found the thick organ that curved proudly up and rested against Faramir’s stomach.

Writhing under Haldir's touch, Faramir's soft moans filled the room. His own hands roamed over Haldir's back and shoulders and into soft golden hair. When his lover's lips teased him, he gasped and then cried out softly when strong fingers wrapped around his aching flesh. In all the times he'd been forced to give his body to another, he'd never had them pleasure him this way with soft touches and gentle kisses that turned his blood to fire. "Oh Gods...please, Haldir," he pleaded, moving his body wantonly under his lover.

Haldir thought he’d never heard anything as erotic as Faramir’s soft pleas for more. With one final kiss to the small, pebbled flesh in his mouth, he moved to kiss his lover again as he continued stroking the length in his hand. When they had to pull away for air, he smiled down at Faramir and nipped lightly at his bottom lip. “We’re just getting started, my lovely, perfect husband.” With that, he moved down on the bed and made quick work of Faramir’s boots and leggings, feeling his mouth water as he looked at smooth skin, broken only be the soft nest of hair around the root of his arousal and across his chest that Haldir was already longing to bury his face in. Telling himself to concentrate on one thing at a time, he settled between Faramir’s legs and looked up at him with lust-darkened eyes.

Faramir smiled though he was breathing heavily as Haldir told him that they were just getting started. He realized he wasn't a terribly patient person in that moment and was very grateful when Haldir moved to take off the rest of his clothes. Faramir spread his legs automatically as he watched Haldir and a part of him wondered if he should turn over. He'd never been taken before facing someone, and for all the times he'd been forced to have sex with others, he suddenly felt extremely inexperienced. "Don't...don't you wish for me to turn over?" he finally managed the courage to ask as he stared up at his lover.

Haldir’s hand moved back down to stroke his lover’s arousal as he shook his head. “Turn over?” he repeated. “I…why would I…” Suddenly, it dawned on him what Faramir was asking, and he smiled sadly. “Oh. No, love, I don’t want you to turn over. Just lie back and trust me. When we make love, I want to see your beautiful eyes. For now, though, I want to taste you.” Without waiting for a response, he leaned forward and placed a feather-light kiss just below his lover’s navel. Settling down on his stomach, he let the flat of his tongue run over Faramir’s length and then he licked lightly at the heavy sac that hung below. “Is that alright?”

Faramir stared at his husband and found himself surprised by Haldir's words. He'd never been taken while he faced his partner, and he suddenly realized how very little he knew about sex, despite everything. He did trust Haldir implicitly, so he simply nodded. Jumping a bit from the soft kiss against his abdomen, his muscles seemed to tighten in anticipation of something, and when Haldir shifted lower and his tongue moved against Faramir's arousal, a low moan was drawn from him. No one had ever done this to him, he'd been forced to do it a time or two, but that was entirely different than this. "Gods, yes...whatever you want, love. I'm yours now."

Telling himself to take this slowly, Haldir took a deep breath and carefully mouthed each of his lover’s balls; sucking gently as his hands moved over each long, perfect leg. As Faramir moved beneath him, he slowly pulled away and lifted his head to run his tongue over the weeping length that sprang from the soft curls between his husband’s legs. The thick arousal twitched between his lips, and he slowly lowered his mouth over the organ until he felt the swollen head touching the back of his throat. He could taste Faramir’s essence on the back of his tongue and moaned, not completely sure he could keep from coming undone from this alone.

Faramir had never experienced anything like what Haldir was doing to him, his heart was beating rapidly, and his body moved of its own accord under his lover. He shivered from sheer need as strong hands moved over his legs and back up, and he cried out when the warm wet heat of Haldir's mouth surrounded his arousal. It was all he could do to keep his hips still, and his hand slid into Haldir's hair as his husband's mouth began to pleasure him in ways he'd never even let himself imagine. "Haldir...Gods, love," he babbled, unable to guess himself at what he wished to say. As Haldir swallowed around him and the muscles of his throat constricted around Faramir's aching length, he fought to keep his hips from moving, but it was a losing battle.

Haldir pulled away and looked up at his lover, letting his hand take the place of his mouth for a moment. “Let go, gûren, move if you need to…take my mouth. I want you to…please.” Slowly, he lowered his lips over the thick length again and moved his head up and down, relishing each moan he heard fall from beloved lips.

Faramir gasped as Haldir pulled away, and he stared into his lover's eyes for a moment as he spoke. His blood seemed to race though his veins, and he shivered at the idea of what Haldir was offering. When the warm wet cavern of his lover's mouth sealed around him once again, Faramir let himself move, thrusting slowly up into the wonderful slick heat. One hand tangled in the covers as the other moved reflexively against Haldir's scalp, and he moaned low in his throat as he felt himself nearing the edge. He almost told his lover to stop because he was so close, and then he remembered Haldir saying that he wanted to taste him. Shuddering from the overwhelming feelings racing through him, he thrust up into the welcoming heat and cried out as his release slammed into him.

Swallowing everything his lover had to offer, Haldir closed his eyes and fought the urge to shift his hips against the blanket beneath him. The sounds from his husband’s lips made him think that he definitely wanted to do this again, and often. As the spent organ began to soften in his mouth, he carefully licked it clean, laving his tongue over oversensitized skin as Faramir panted for air. When he finally pulled away, he spread his lover’s legs and let his tongue run lightly over the small opening at the cleft of Faramir’s backside as his hand came up to gently tease the spent organ back to hardness.

Nothing had ever felt so incredible in his life, Faramir thought as he tried to regain his breath and Haldir continued to lick him. Each brush of his lover's tongue against his spent arousal sent another hard shiver through him until Haldir finally drew away. Dragging in a deep breath he watched his lover from beneath half-lidded eyes, feeling relaxed and curious as to what his lover would want next. He was still surprised that Haldir hadn't simply taken what was his right as a husband, and he felt touched just by that. Spreading his legs wider though, fully expecting Haldir to take him now, he jumped and cried out when a warm wet tongue delved between his legs, licking and teasing him. His entire body jerked as the wet organ pushed against his entrance, and a gentle hand began to stroke his spent arousal, which was amazingly starting to twitch.

Haldir pressed his tongue forward, gently breeching his husband’s body as his fingers continued to work the organ in his hand. As the tip of his tongue slid inside, he felt Faramir jump, and the Man’s arousal began to harden again at once. Haldir retreated; he licked the small pucker again before pressing forward, slightly deeper this time. His own arousal was leaking against the blanket, but he was loathe to move just yet and give up this wonderful feeling of simply letting Faramir feel loved in every way possible.

What Haldir was doing was almost overwhelming to Faramir. No one had ever touched him this way, had ever made him *feel* like this, had ever cared about his pleasure and certainly never done anything so incredibly intimate before. All of it made him love Haldir even more, if that were possible. Unconsciously he spread his legs wider in invitation and whimpered as the slick organ retreated only to surge forward within him again. His hips shifted slightly as he writhed under the gentle onslaught. "Gods, love," he murmured softly. He wanted Haldir to take him, but he also didn't wish for him to stop what he was doing. Faramir felt nearly guilty for the thought; here he had hardly touched Haldir in return.

Still moving slowly and steadily, Haldir continued pressing his tongue forward into the tight passage, and, just as he hoped, Faramir was soon hard in his hand once more. “Close your eyes and just feel, meleth,” he whispered before pressing his tongue in as far as it would go and feeling the tiny guardian muscle clenching around him.

Faramir's breathing was labored as he moved slightly under Haldir. He was amazed that his spent arousal was now almost as hard as it was when they'd first began kissing, and when Haldir asked him to close his eyes, he did so, trusting his lover completely. It seemed to make what was happening even more erotic with his eyes closed, and he simply lost himself in feeling.

Haldir looked up as he continued his ministrations, and as soon as Faramir closed his eyes, he reached over to the nightstand beside the bed and closed his fingers on a small jar of salve. His tongue never missed a beat, however, and as he flipped the lid off and slicked his fingers, he continued pressing it deeply but gently, inside the tight passage, knowing they had a lifetime together, but wanting this, their first night as a wedded couple, to be something Faramir would always remember. Twisting his arm behind him, he slid two fingers deep inside his own opening, knowing his husband would be aching for release in moments.

With his eyes closed, everything felt even more incredible and Faramir found himself writhing and moaning beneath Haldir. No one had ever cared about his pleasure like this; no one had ever touched him in the manner that Haldir was. Each press of his lover's tongue into him sent off ripples of fire through his blood, and his hands knotted in the sheets as his legs spread even further. He had never known desire like this and realized his worries about not being able to give Haldir his virginity seemed foolish now. His eyes remained closed even as he felt his lover shifting between his legs, though a part of him wished to watch Haldir, another part was enjoying just feeling everything his lover did to him. It seemed to heighten his desire even more, if that were at all possible.

After a few more swipes of his tongue, Haldir pulled his fingers from his own entrance and slicked them once again. He replaced his tongue with his fingers deep inside his lover and curled them, touching the tiny bundle of nerves within. “Come for me again, meleth,” he whispered as his mouth returned to Faramir’s arousal, and his lips slid down until his nose was buried in soft curls.

Faramir moaned regretfully when the slick muscle driving him so close to the edge withdrew but then within moments slick fingers slid deep inside him and brushed against his sweet spot, making his entire body arch off the bed. As Haldir whispered to him, Faramir trembled and then a slick mouth closed around his shaft sending him spiraling over the edge. He screamed his husband's name as his release slammed into him again and spilled within the hot cavern. His entire body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and he was trembling as he continued to moan his lover's name over and over again along with soft endearments.

Swallowing his lover’s release for the second time, Haldir pressed soft kisses to each inner thigh before making his way back up to the full, murmuring lips that he loved so much. Wrapping his arms around Faramir, Haldir pulled him close, kissing him as his body trembled in the aftermath of his orgasm. “I love you, my husband,” he whispered softly.

When Haldir moved up his body and kissed his lips so tenderly Faramir smiled . His arms wrapped around his lover, and he held him tight as his body continued to tremble. "I love you, too," he whispered in return as he pressed soft breathless kisses against perfect lips. He realized then that his lover hadn't found his own release, and he drew back and opened his eyes to look into Haldir's. "What can I do? Tell me what you want, please...I want to show you as much pleasure as you've shown me, love," he whispered softly.

“Well,” Haldir murmured, shifting his hips and pressing his arousal against Faramir’s hip. Slowly, his hand moved down to gently cup the softening organ between his lover’s legs, and he turned his head so he could nibble at Faramir’s earlobe. “What I would love more than anything,” he whispered as he squeezed the oversensitized flesh between his fingers, “is for you to get hard for me one more time and make love to me. I’m ready for you, meleth…all slick and open and, Gods, I want to feel you inside me.”

Jumping as Haldir's hand closed again around his spent arousal Faramir drew back to look into his husband's eyes. He had never done that before, and with it being so soon after his release...twice in fact, he wasn't even sure he could. "Are...are you...sure? I've...I don't....I've never," he stammered as he looked into Haldir's eyes. He did want Haldir, and he wanted to know it was it was love him in every way, but he was suddenly nervous. Amazingly, though, he felt his shaft twitch in his lover's hand just from the thought of knowing what it would feel like to love Haldir that way.

Nuzzling closer into his husband’s neck, Haldir nodded. “I’m sure, meleth,” he whispered. “Just relax for a moment, let me feel your body against mine, and when you’re ready, I want you to take me.” He’d thought this might be Faramir’s first time of taking another, and despite the feelings of sadness it brought to his heart as he realized that his lover had only been used for the pleasure of others, he was glad that at least now, Faramir would know that what he wanted mattered more than anything to Haldir. His fingers continued gently stroking Faramir’s length, cupping the balls in his hand and rolling them between his fingers, letting his nails run lightly over the warm, smooth skin. “I’ve wanted you to take me since I first laid eyes on you.”

"Really?" Faramir asked in amazement. "I...I would have never imagined you'd want me that way...I have to admit that I assumed you would take me tonight...I wanted you to. I still want you to," he whispered softly. As Haldir's hand continued to caress him, he could feel his blood starting to heat in his veins again. He was shocked that he was already starting to grow hard again, and he drew in a deep breath. "Gods, what you do to me, Haldir," he whispered unconsciously shifting his hips into his lover's touch.

“I can’t wait to be inside you,” Haldir whispered honestly. “But what we have, what we share…I want it to be perfect for us both. I belong to you, meleth, and I hope you want to belong to me in the same way…but not like you thought when you first came here. I want us to share equally in everything…every dream, every touch, every desire.” He could feel his lover’s arousal slowly filling, and he tightened his grip slightly. “Everything, love…everything.”

Faramir's heart seemed to leap in his chest as Haldir spoke of them sharing everything equally in their lives. He had never allowed himself to even dream of sharing that with a mate, and now he was here with Haldir, married to him and happier than he could have ever imagined. He gasped softly as Haldir's hand tightened around him, and he smiled. "I want to share everything with you as well," he whispered before sealing his lips against Haldir's. They kissed deeply, Faramir's tongue slipping along his lover's for long moments before the need for breath forced them apart. He could feel his arousal even harder than before, and he smiled nervously. "I...how...um," he laughed at himself feeling his face color. "You may need to guide me a bit."

Breathless from their kiss, Haldir slid one arm beneath his husband and rolled them over so that Faramir was on top of him. Slowly running his hands over firm hips and the smooth planes of his back, he smiled, realizing that thankfully, the Man he loved was growing stronger every day. He’d been painfully slim when he’d first arrived in Lórien, and Haldir had made sure there was plenty of food, plenty of everything, really, that Faramir had been denied for so long. Gasping as his lover’s arousal brushed against his own, he gazed up into sparkling blue eyes. “Just love me,” he whispered, shifting so that Faramir was between his legs, which were now spread wide, and he could feel the swollen head of Faramir’s arousal nudging at his entrance. “You’ll be perfect…I don’t have the slightest doubt about that.”

When Haldir rolled them over until Faramir was on top of him and strong hands moved over his body, Faramir smiled in return. His heart sped in his chest as his arousal pressed against his lover. He feared hurting his lover, but he remembered Haldir's words about already being ready for him. Faramir grinned at the thought that Haldir must have prepared himself while his eyes were closed. He did still have doubts that he would be able to pleasure Haldir the way he wished, but he didn't bring voice to them. Bracing himself with his hands on either side of Haldir's shoulders, he stared down into lust darkened blue eyes. "I love you," he whispered as he pressed forward slowly, feeling the already slick and stretched muscle mold around him. Shuddering from the feeling of the tight heat gripping him, Faramir shifted his hips and slid within his lover, moaning softly.

Moaning low and deep in his chest, Haldir’s back arched up off the bed as he was filled so completely. Though he’d been taken before, it had been many centuries ago, and never had it felt so incredibly perfect. The slow stretch and burn as his lover moved deeper seemed to make the ache in his groin even more torturous, and he knew he could come undone so easily, just from the feel of his husband inside him. Locking his legs around Faramir’s waist, Haldir tilted his hips and took him in even deeper. “Gods,” he murmured, closing his eyes as he tried to regain control of his body. After taking a deep breath, he opened them once again and smiled up at his lover. “Perfect, meleth. Perfect.”

At first Faramir worried he wasn't doing something right, or that he was hurting the Elf when Haldir closed his eyes, so he simply held as still as he could. When his lover smiled at him, Faramir's heart leapt in his chest. Drawing back slowly, he sank forward again, setting a steady pace as Haldir's legs wrapped even tighter around him, drawing him even deeper with each slow thrust. Resting his weight on one hand, Faramir's fingers trailed over Haldir's face before he leaned down and kissed him deeply, their tongues matching what their bodies were doing. It was perfect. He'd never done this before, but his nerves disappeared as all he felt was a feeling of overwhelming love and desire for his husband. No nerves, no worries, just love and desire.

The kiss, just like their lovemaking, was slow and sensuous and everything Haldir knew it would be. His fingers moved lovingly over every inch of his lover’s body that he could reach, and he felt awash in a sea of sensation. Faramir took his mouth as he took his body, gently and with more love than Haldir had ever known, and he knew that everything he was feeling was also in Faramir’s heart as well. The friction of his husband’s stomach against his leaking sex made him moan softly, and he let his tongue trail over Faramir’s neck, which was damp and delicious. “I’m close, meleth,” he whispered, “but I want to come with you.”

Completely lost in his lover's body, in his kiss, Faramir increased his pace and moaned into Haldir's mouth. Drawing away for breath, he smiled lovingly at Haldir and leaned back enough to let his hand move between their bodies to wrap around the hard shaft trapped there. Feeling it pulse in his hand, Faramir tightened his grip slightly. His hips moved faster, thrusting deeper within his lover as his hand began to stroke the slick length matching their pace. "I'm close as well," he whispered, surprised after having found his release twice before. As their bodies moved together, he shuddered as his release began to rapidly build, his balls drawing up tight against his body. "Oh Gods, Haldir," he gasped, "Come with me now, love."

No longer able to form coherent words, Haldir simply nodded as he met his lover thrust for thrust. The fist wrapped around his cock was moving in the same rhythm as Faramir’s deep thrusts, and his back arched up off the bed again. With a muffled cry, he felt his release slam into him, and his entire body clenched around the thick shaft buried deep inside. His hands gripped Faramir’s hips and pulled him in even deeper as he spilled over the still-stroking fingers, coating his lover’s hand and his own stomach and chest.

Faramir cried out when already tight muscles clamped down around him, sending him spiraling over the edge for the third time that night. He spilled deep within his lover as he felt Haldir's slick release pour over his fingers between them. He continued to thrust slowly until he was completely spent and collapsed against his lover, breathing heavily and burying his face against Haldir's neck. His lips moved against his husband's sweat slick skin over and over again as he breathlessly whispered how much he loved the Elf in his arms. He knew that no matter how many years he lived, he would always, always, remember this night.

Haldir buried his face against Faramir’s neck, breathing heavily, and despite the heat, unable to release his hold on the man he loved. He hoped this night had been everything Faramir had hoped for, and he promised himself that no matter what, he would see that his husband had everything in life he wanted from this moment on. He deserved so much more, but this, at least, Haldir knew he could deliver. “Gods, meleth, I love you, too,” he whispered against Faramir’s ear. “So very much.”

Faramir smiled as Haldir whispered to him, and he drew back slightly. He knew his smaller frame was probably not crushing his lover, but he carefully drew back so he wasn't resting so heavily against him. "I've never known anything like this..." he whispered softly, meaning every word. He felt himself slip from within his lover and sighed regretfully as he shifted to lie beside Haldir. "I am so blessed to have found you and your love." Snuggling against his lover, Faramir rested his head on Haldir's shoulder.

Pressing a soft kiss to his husband’s temple, Haldir closed his eyes and pulled Faramir closer. “So am I, gûren, so am I. I will always abhor the way you were brought into my life, but, Gods, I’m so glad you’re here.”

Faramir smiled and closed his eyes, just enjoying being held by his husband. It was hard to believe that in less than two weeks he'd found and married the love of his life, but it was true. Rising up tiredly he searched for his discarded breeches and then cleaned Haldir and himself before tossing the garment aside and collapsing back down against Haldir. Yawning, he snuggled closer and smiled. "This has been the most perfect day," he murmured sleepily.

“The first of many,” Haldir promised sleepily. “Happy wedding day, meleth. Sweet dreams...and thank you for loving me.” Curling up around his lover, he closed his eyes and smiled. It had been perfect, in every way, all because of the Man in his arms, the Man he would love with every fiber of his being for as long as he drew breath.

Faramir smiled as Haldir curled around him and wished him a happy wedding day. "Thank you for saving me, for loving me, and for sharing your life with me," Faramir whispered in return. "Sweet dreams, my love." Pressing a soft kiss against Haldir's shoulder, Faramir snuggled into the loving embrace and closed his eyes. He'd never dreamed his life would change only a few weeks ago, and now here he was, free, happy, and married to the most perfect Elf on all of Arda. He fell asleep with a soft smile on his lips, knowing that this day was only the beginning of his new life.

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