Faramir Fiction Archive

When Darkness Falls (NC-17)

Written by Sairalinde and Anorienbean

10 April 2008 | 42956 words

Title: When Darkness Falls Chapter 1
Authors: Sairalinde & Anorienbean
Fandom: LOTR
Characters: Faramir/Haldir
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Non-con in later chapters, violence
Disclaimer: No money was made from this, and the characters all belong to the late, great Mr. JRR Tolkien and his estate.
Summary: Faramir and Haldir join the Fellowship and vow to do everything in their power to see the one ring destroyed. Things get complicated, however, when they fall in love almost immediately, and vow to protect one another as well. When the ring accidentally falls into Faramir’s possession, Haldir realizes that he can’t do both.
Warning: TOTALLY non-canon.

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A dream. It was strange how all of this started with a dream filled with riddles and omens and now that Faramir had been in the fabled Elven realm for several days at times he still felt trapped within a dream. The beauty of Rivendell was unlike anything he had ever seen before, a place locked in an eternal autumn.

The council meeting had been.interesting.he supposed. He hadn’t expected seeing the ring of power as he had and certainly not expected the small bearer of the ring. He knew his father would want the ring to protect Gondor, but Gandalf had taught him enough to know that the ring wasn’t something that could be used to protect, only destroy.

During the council meeting however, Faramir had found himself a little distracted by something else golden besides the ring. The Elf from Lothlórien that had been introduced as Haldir, Marchwarden of the Golden Wood had been the source of Faramir’s distraction. All of the Elves were beautiful, but Haldir.there was just something about him. The way his blue eyes seemed to sparkle with an inner light that was absolutely stunning. When they had pledged to follow the ring bearer Frodo and to protect him on his journey to destroy the ring, he had found himself unable to keep his eyes off of Haldir.

Sighing to himself and wondering if his father would be angry with him for not following his wishes, Faramir sat down on a bench near one of the beautiful fountains. He was so lost in thought that he failed to hear anyone approaching across the leaf-strewn ground.

Haldir walked silently across the courtyard, his eyes focused on the young son of Gondor’s steward. Faramir was the most beautiful being Haldir had ever seen, not only in the way he smiled and held himself with such nobility, but in the way he had quickly befriended the halflings and even the other Elves present, something most of the race of Men were not adept at doing.

After their meeting, Haldir had retreated to his rooms. The ring should have been foremost on his mind, for he had pledged his life to protect the ringbearer and do what he could to see the ring destroyed, yet he could think of little other than Faramir. As he’d glanced out from his balcony, he’d watched the young man as he sat in the gardens, and almost before he knew it, Haldir found himself leaving his room and heading that way.

Sitting down on the bench beside Faramir, the golden Elf smiled. “We were not properly introduced earlier,” he said, bowing his head slightly. “I think we should get to know one another, as it seems we shall be traveling together for quite some time.”

Faramir had been so distracted that he hadn’t noticed someone sat down beside him and when he looked up he felt his breath catch in his chest as he gazed at Haldir. The one who had brought him to such distraction to begin with. “Haldir,” he said smiling, “I think you might be right. It would bode well for our journey if we were to… get better acquainted.” Suddenly, Faramir felt slightly nervous and looked down at the nearby fountain. “In truth I am still a bit overwhelmed by the beauty here. I didn’t even know before I left home if this place even existed.”

Haldir smiled. “It is lovely here,” he agreed. “If you could see Lothlórien, however, I think you would admire her beauty as well. There are places I could show you that would take your breath away.”

Faramir looked up and smiled as Haldir spoke. “I would like that,” he whispered. His eyes met Haldir’s for a moment before he looked away again; it was as if he were almost afraid to look into Haldir’s eyes for too long, fearing he might lose himself in them somehow. “This is the furthest I’ve ever been from my home though I have traveled before, I’ve never come this far, particularly alone. My father and brother felt it was best that I not travel with guards on this trek. They decided a man alone would draw less attention. I suppose in the same way that Lord Elrond believes the nine of us walking will do the same, though… I honestly have to say I would prefer to have my horse,” he grinned.

Haldir laughed and nodded, entranced by the way Faramir’s eyes sparkled and the way he could smile even under such dire circumstances. He is lovely… and noble. And by the Valar, I have ever seen such beautiful, trusting eyes in all my years. “I cannot say that I blame you,” he smiled. “I think our journey will be a difficult one, and we will all probably be wishing for horses before long.” Before he could continue, one of Elrond’s servants appeared and bowed before them, announcing that dinner would be served in the main halls, or in their rooms, whichever they preferred.

Haldir thanked the young Elf and turned his attention back to Faramir. “Would you care to join me for our meal? I was going to take my dinner in my rooms, and I would be honored to have you as my guest.”

Faramir had looked up at the dark haired Elf as he’d addressed them about dinner. Then, when Haldir turned back to him and asked Faramir to join him in his room, he felt his heart skip in his chest and wondered at himself. “I would be honored,” he found himself answering. He truly wished to spend more time with Haldir, though a part of him still wondered why Haldir would wish to spend time with him. When Haldir stood, he did the same and followed him toward the large house.

Moments later, when they entered Haldir’s guest quarters, Haldir bowed and looked almost shyly at Faramir. Now that they were alone and in closed quarters, he was a bit nervous. His attraction toward the young man was growing with every passing moment, and he was honestly unsure what had come over him. He’d never been attracted to someone of the race of men, yet he suddenly seemed to be obsessed with Faramir.

When he and Faramir had walked down the hallway, Elrond had smiled knowingly at them both and nodded to Haldir. Haldir knew that Elrond and Galadriel were close, and couldn’t help but wonder if Elrond knew something Haldir himself did not. Galadriel has specifically requested that he, Haldir, go on this quest, and told him that his life would be changed forever at its completion, but, as usual, she would not elaborate and sent Haldir on his way with no further explanation.

Shaking his head to clear it, Haldir gestured toward the couch and was relieved when servants immediately knocked on the door and brought several food-laden trays inside. Bypassing the chair next to the fireplace, Haldir instead chose to sit on the couch next to Faramir, hoping that he wasn’t being overly flirtatious, but feeling the need to at least let the young man know he was interested… and see if Faramir could possibly return that interest.

Faramir felt his nerves hit him full force once the door to Haldir’s room closed and he worried that he would make a complete fool of himself. He’d never felt this much attraction toward anyone before, and the fact Haldir was an Elf didn’t make it any easier. He probably seemed like a curiosity to the Elf and nothing more. Haldir had gestured toward a small couch, and he sat just as a servant knocked on the door with their meal. In truth, he didn’t even really feel all that hungry, his mind seemed to be so distracted with thoughts of his dream, of the journey and of Haldir that it didn’t seem to allow his body to register hunger. Once the servant left and Haldir settled on the couch beside him instead of the chair across from him, Faramir wondered for a moment why. He can’t possibly feel attracted to me… can he? The way I am to him?

Haldir could barely keep from staring at Faramir, and feign interest in their food. He tried to make small talk, but found himself almost stammering more than once, and finally convinced himself to keep his mouth shut. Gathering his courage after a few moments of silence, he took a deep breath and smiled at his companion. “I.I find myself nervous, Faramir,” he confessed. “I am not usually this.forward, or awkward, but I.” His words trailed off and his face flushed as his nerves got the best of him. “I am sorry. I should not say such things and make you uncomfortable. Please forgive me and enjoy your meal.”

Faramir tried to eat but he found himself sipping his wine instead and watching Haldir. They had both tried to speak of their journey, of the weather, and soon both lapsed into silence. It wasn’t uncomfortable exactly, though it was charged with something between them it seemed. When Haldir broke the silence that had settled around them Faramir looked at him oddly. “Forgive you? I… I am nervous as well… but… what were you going to say?” he asked unable to keep the curiosity at bay.

Haldir’s face flushed an even darker shade of red as he reluctantly brought his gaze up to meet Faramir’s. “Just that.from the moment I saw you at the council, I thought you were the most beautiful being I have ever seen,” he admitted. “Despite the circumstances of our journey, I find myself looking forward to being able to spend more time with you. I know Men are rarely attracted to Elves, and until today, I would have said the same about Elves being attracted to men, however,.I find that seeing you has changed my mind about that.”

Faramir felt his own face color to match Haldir’s as he said that he was beautiful. “I… I’m beautiful? No, Haldir,” he said softly. “You are the most stunning being man or Elf that I’ve ever met in my life. I too could not stop thinking about you today… in fact… when you sat beside me earlier I didn’t notice your approach because I was thinking about you even then. I know we have a long journey ahead of us… and I do not wish either of us to be uncomfortable around one another. I… I am very attracted to you, Haldir. Never has anyone affected me quite like this,” he whispered honestly though his face turned an even deeper shade of red. He’d never admitted such things aloud with anyone before, but he felt that he should be truthful with Haldir despite how embarrassed it made him feel.

A slow smile touched Haldir’s lips as Faramir spoke. He could see the confession was as difficult on Faramir as it had been on Haldir himself and he took heart in the fact that his attraction was at least returned. Reaching over to rest his hand lightly over Faramir’s, Haldir moved closer and let his thumb rub lightly over his knuckles. “Well,” he said softly, “since we have both admitted how we feel, maybe we will not have to be uncomfortable anymore.” Slowly, he lifted Faramir’s hand to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to his fingertips. “You are beautiful, whether you know it or not, pen velui. Breathtakingly beautiful, even to eyes as old as my own.eyes that have seen countless Elves and Men and creatures of every race imaginable.and I find you to be the most beautiful of all.”

When Haldir’s hand rested over his own, Faramir felt his heart skip in his chest and found that he couldn’t take his eyes off of Haldir. As the beautiful Elf drew his hand up to soft lips, Faramir closed his eyes for only a moment from the sweet gesture. Haldir’s words made his face feel even hotter as his eyes opened to regard sparkling blue eyes before him. “I… I find it hard to believe you’d even take notice of me,” Faramir whispered not even realizing he’d leaned closer to Haldir, closing the distance between them. His heart seemed to be pounding loudly in his ears and he wondered if Haldir could hear it as he shifted ever closer as if drawn to him. With his lips mere inches from Haldir’s he whispered. “May… may I kiss you?”

Mesmerized, Haldir could do nothing but nod, and lift one hand to rest on the back of Faramir’s neck, not pressuring or holding, but needing to feel the warmth of Faramir’s skin under his fingertips. Closing the distance between them, Haldir felt gentle lips press against his own, and he was lost. The sweet taste that was Faramir’s alone filled his mouth, and he parted his lips, wanting to feel his lover’s tongue moving against his, exploring and tasting at will. His other arm slid around Faramir’s waist and pulled him closer as his eyes closed and a soft sigh was lost between them.

Not even realizing that he was holding his breath as he waited for Haldir’s response, Faramir sighed softly before pressing his lips against Haldir’s. His lips were gentle against the Elf’s and his heart pounded furiously as Haldir’s lips parted granting him access. His tongue moved forward to slide along Haldir’s, savoring the unique sweet flavor that he was certain that he would crave for the rest of his days. His arms wrapped around Haldir, drawing him closer as his fingers slipped and tangled into silky blond hair. Nothing had ever felt this perfect before, and he was soon caught up in the kiss, exploring Haldir’s mouth for long moments before drawing back and allowing Haldir to do the same to him. It was pure bliss, like absolutely everything he’d ever wanted was right there in his arms… and perhaps it was.

Haldir felt strong arms wrap around him, and his heart, which was already beating entirely too fast, sped up even more. As Faramir’s tongue retreated, but their lips remained sealed together, Haldir leaned back, pulling Faramir practically on top of him as he rested against the arm of the couch. His own tongue slowly slid forward and delved into the warm, wet corners of his lover’s mouth. When they finally drew away for breath, Haldir was breathing heavily, and could feel his arousal straining against the fabric of his breeches, but he couldn’t bring himself to move. Instead, he simply smiled up at Faramir and gently tucked his hair behind one ear, then let his fingertips trail lightly over his face. “So perfect,” he whispered softly. “Your kisses, your smile, your eyes.everything about you is simply perfect.”

Faramir wasn’t even sure when he’d ended up practically in Haldir’s lap, though he certainly didn’t mind a bit. When they finally drew away from each other, both of them breathless, he stared into Haldir’s eyes as gentle fingers trailed over his face. The simple action seemed to make him feel treasured like never before. He smiled adoringly at Haldir as he whispered to him. “So are you, I’ve never known such grace and beauty before, and certainly never dreamed to be allowed to even touch one such as you, Haldir,” he whispered in return. He felt Haldir’s arousal press against his thigh and he felt an odd sense of pride that he was able to draw such a reaction from Haldir. Faramir’s own arousal was almost uncomfortable the way it was straining against the laces of his own breeches. Before Haldir could respond, Faramir leaned forward and kissed him gently again, a soft brushing of lips before he trailed lower to the smooth pale skin of Haldir’s neck, licking and tasting the warm skin there.

Shivering under Faramir’s ministrations, Haldir let his hands move over his lover’s back, wishing with all his heart that their tunics would simply disappear and he could feel nothing but Faramir’s skin beneath his fingertips. The warm kisses over his already overheated skin caused Haldir to moan softly, and before he could feel embarrassed at his rather obvious arousal, he felt Faramir’s own shifting against his thigh. “Gods,” he murmured, “You thought you would not be allowed to touch me? I want more than your touch, Faramir.I want to make love to you.”

Faramir felt his arousal pulse as Haldir spoke and drew back to look into eyes darkened with a desire that matched his own. “I want that… want you. I’ve… I’ve never done this sort of thing. I mean not that I’ve never done well… I mean… just not so… so quickly. I… I want you to know that I don’t just want this with you though,” he stammered, feeling unaccountably bashful for someone practically in another person’s lap and so hard he positively ached.

Haldir smiled up at his lover and leaned up to press a soft kiss against his lips. “I do not do this sort of thing either,” he confessed, “and though I do want you, I want more than your body, Faramir. When I was watching you earlier from my balcony, I dreamed about more than making love to you. I dreamed of kissing you, and holding you as the night closed in around us, of sitting in the baths, our bodies resting against each other’s as we whispered in the darkness, and feeding you berries from my lips. I want more than this as well.”

Faramir felt his heart trip in his chest as Haldir spoke. His words were beautiful, but the way he looked at Faramir was what was so incredible. “I have never felt what I feel when I look into your eyes, Haldir, and though I’ve never been in love before I think that perhaps this is what it feels like.”

Haldir wrapped both arms around Faramir and held him close. With one kiss, Faramir had captured his heart, and as sparkling blue eyes had met his own, Haldir had been completely and utterly lost. He had never believed in love at first sight, but as he remembered Galadriel’s parting smile as he left Lothlorien, he wondered if she had some hand in this. “I think this is exactly what it feels like,” he said softly. “Even at the council, I could barely concentrate on the ring of power, because I could not keep my eyes off of you.” Slowly, he let his hands travel underneath the back of Faramir’s tunic and gently traced light circles over his skin. “I am no longer hungry for food,” he smiled. “Could I possibly convince you to join me on the bed? We can talk, or kiss, or whatever you like, pen velui.”

Faramir smiled and nodded in agreement. He’d been distracted during the meeting as well by Haldir, and he had no desire for the ring. His father would have wanted it, and perhaps a part of him would like for once make him proud but he knew that the ring couldn’t be controlled the way his father wished it to be. So instead of focusing on it, he’d found himself focusing on Haldir. Smiling sheepishly he slid out of Haldir’s lap and stood, offering him his hand. “I am no longer hungry for food either,” he whispered as Haldir stood up with him. Slowly, with their fingers laced, he drew Haldir toward the bed. “And whatever I would like, is to feel your skin against mine,” he whispered as they stopped beside the bed. His hands rose slowly to the laces of Haldir’s tunic and began unlacing it to slowly reveal the pale skin of Haldir’s chest. Leaning forward he licked a path up from his chest to his neck just below Haldir’s ear and smiled. “I wish to know every perfect inch of your body, Haldir,” he breathed against his lover’s ear and felt his heart skip when his soon to be lover shivered.

Feeling as if he were drowning in sensation as the gentle tongue and lips moved over his skin, Haldir turned his head and nuzzled against the warmth of Faramir’s neck, murmuring softly. “As I want to know yours, my lovely one,” he whispered as his own fingers unlaced Faramir’s tunic and pushed it from his shoulders. “And I want to lavish you with kisses from head to toe before you fall asleep, and wake you with more of the same.” Letting his hands run over Faramir’s chest and stomach as he spoke, Haldir let his head fall back, practically helpless under Faramir’s sweet kisses. “I am amazed that I waited an entire day before telling you how attracted I am to you.”

Faramir smiled against Haldir’s neck as his hands tugged away the last lace of his tunic. “I am just glad that you approached me… I was convinced that someone as beautiful as you wouldn’t want my company… let alone want this,” he whispered honestly as he moved back and drew Haldir’s tunic off letting it fall to the floor to join his own. He simply stared at his lover for a moment, drinking in the sight of his perfect body before moving closer and drawing Haldir into another breathstealing kiss. It seemed that within moments they were both completely bared before one another, and they lowered together onto the soft bed.

“I think you have no idea of how beautiful you are,” Haldir whispered. Slowly, he let his hands travel over his lover’s skin as he kissed a long, slow trail across his chest and stomach. When he reached Faramir’s weeping length, he let his fingertips trail lovingly over every inch, and then licked at the swollen head. He slowly sank his lips down over Faramir’s arousal, moaning as his own twitched in anticipation.

Faramir’s moan mingled with Haldir’s as full lips sunk around him and Faramir’s hands tangled in the sheets. His eyes sunk closed for a moment, simply losing himself in the incredible sensation. After a few long moments, Faramir’s eyes opened to watch the erotic sight of his arousal moving past Haldir’s lips. “Gods,” he gasped as his body trembled under his lover, fighting the desire to thrust into the amazing warmth surrounding his length. His heart was pounding rapidly in his chest and he moaned again, his body trembling as his lover grazed the sensitive skin with his teeth.

Haldir wanted to make love to Faramir, but the sounds falling from his lover’s lips made him reluctant to stop what he was doing. Grinding his arousal into the sheets beneath them, Haldir looked up and let his gaze meet Faramir’s. “Let me taste you,” he murmured softly before letting his lips sink down over his lover’s weeping sex once more.

When Haldir drew away and spoke, fire seemed to race through Faramir’s veins. As his lover took him deeply again, Faramir fought to keep his hips from thrusting into the inviting heat but found that he couldn’t seem to control himself. One hand untangled from the sheets and he sunk his fingers into Haldir’s hair, feeling the soft whisper of it against his thighs and the palm of his hand and thinking that it was one of the most erotic feelings he’d ever known. The silky brush of the soft hair against his thighs along with the way Haldir’s tongue was moving against the underside of his shaft brought him to the edge. “Gods, Haldir,” he moaned as his body stiffened beneath his lover, his release slamming into him hard enough to steal his breath away as he arched against his lover.

Haldir felt Faramir tense, and moments later; his mouth was full of his lover’s release. Greedily swallowing every drop, he continued to lavish the softening organ with gentle licks. When Faramir finally relaxed back against the bed, Haldir pulled away and licked his lips as he moved to lie beside him. His hips unconsciously shifted forward and his erection pressed firmly against Faramir’s hip. Sealing their lips together in a deep kiss, Haldir’s hands moved lovingly over the lithe body next to him until he finally had to pull away to draw in a breath of air. “Would you let me make love to you?” he whispered softly.

As Faramir lay back against the bed, he was still trembling from his release. No one had ever made him feel this way… this connected to someone else from just that. When Haldir settled beside him and they kissed, he could taste himself on his lover’s tongue and a low moan was trapped in Haldir’s mouth. Haldir’s words as he drew away sent another wave of heat flashing through him and he smiled. “Gods, please,” he gasped almost embarrassed at how needy he sounded though not really caring.

With an adoring smile, Haldir reached behind him and unscrewed the globe from the lamp on the nightstand beside the bed. Dipping his fingers in the oil, he let his hand trail down to rest between his lover’s legs. He wasn’t sure how experienced Faramir was in the ways of lovemaking, but he was determined that he would go slowly and carefully, just in case. Leaning back in for another kiss, he let his middle finger run along the length of Faramir’s entrance before slowly dipping inside.

Faramir found himself watching Haldir as he moved closer, his finger slick with the lamp oil and he spread his legs wider in invitation. His body tensed for only a moment as the slick digit brushed against him. His eyes locked with Haldir’s for a moment and he moved his hips slightly, encouraging his lover. When a slick finger pressed inside him slowly, Faramir sighed and shifted back, his muscles pulling the slick digit even deeper within him. It had been a long time since he had a lover, though none were as gentle as Haldir was being and it made his heart skip in his chest to think that this gentle, beautiful Elf wished this with him.

Losing himself in the depth of clear blue eyes, Haldir continued to prepare him carefully. A second finger soon joined the first and slid deep inside as he rained dozens of light kisses over Faramir’s face and neck. When the small opening easily accepted the two digits, he gave Faramir one final kiss and moved to settle between his legs. He quickly slicked his own aching length and pressed the swollen head against the slick entrance then slowly moved forward, sinking into his lover inch by inch. When he was buried completely inside the tight passage, Haldir let one hand trail over Faramir’s hip and stomach, soothing him into relaxing, as he gazed watched for a sign that he was ready for more. “You are so lovely,” he whispered softly as tight muscles slowly relaxed around him. “I can already see that I will never get enough of you.”

Writhing under his lover’s gentle ministrations, Faramir drew in a deep breath when Haldir’s fingers withdrew and his lover settled between his legs. His body was practically aching to be filled by this incredible being and he could hardly believe yet again that one such as Haldir would desire him this way. When his lover’s slick length pressed against him, he willed himself to stay as relaxed as possible as the thick length began to slip inside of him. When Haldir was fully within him, but paused to allow him time to adjust to the intrusion, Faramir smiled up at him lovingly. “I hope that tonight is only the beginning for us, Haldir,” he whispered. His body relaxed around the shaft buried deep within him and Faramir shifted his hips back to draw his lover deeper.

“I hope so as well,” Haldir said softly. His words were lost in a low moan as Faramir shifted and pulled him in deeper, and he could see the need in his lover’s eyes that matched his own. Leaning forward, he let his tongue slide past soft, full lips, moving inside Faramir’s mouth as slowly and thoroughly as his arousal was moving deep inside his body, taking and giving, feeling as if they were a part of one another. He continued moving as slowly as he could, but the tight heat surrounding his length was too exquisite for him to last long, and several minutes later, his thrusts became deeper and more erratic. Sliding one hand between them, he wrapped his fingers around his lover’s reawakened length and fisted him in time with his thrusts. “Come with me.”

The thought that he’d never felt more complete in his life before this moment crossed Faramir’s mind as Haldir began to move within him. As their mouths met in a deep kiss, their tongues moved together slowly and made the moment even more incredible. Faramir moaned against his lover’s lips. Their pace remained slow and steady for some time, but he soon realized his arousal had grown hard again between them. Before he could even register another sensation though, Haldir’s hand moved to wrap around the shaft trapped between them as their pace increased. When Haldir spoke, Faramir moaned from the softly whispered plea and spilled hot and slick between them as his lover continued to thrust deep within him, his muscles clamping down around the thick length.

The feeling of Faramir’s release spilling over his fingers combined with already tight muscles clenching around his length sent Haldir over the edge. With one final, deep thrust, his release slammed into him, and his seed spilled inside the tight passage as he cried out his lover’s name. When the tremors from his orgasm finally passed, he lay down on top of Faramir and buried his face against the warm skin of his neck. “Gods,” he murmured, sliding his arms beneath Faramir and holding him close. “It feels right, being with you like that.”

Faramir was still recovering from his own release as he watched his lover come undone. Haldir was absolutely stunning, and he couldn’t have taken his eyes off his lover if he’d tried. When Haldir rested against him, Faramir’s arms wrapped around him, holding his lover close and pressing gentle kisses against his temple. “I did feel right… as if you completed me in a way I’ve never known before,” Faramir admitted softly. He took a deep breath and simply held his lover close, loving the feeling of Haldir wrapped around him like that, and he lay as still as he could trying to keep his lover from slipping from within him… craving the feeling of being so intimately connected.

Closing his eyes, Haldir reveled in the feel of loving arms wrapped around him, and he, too, tried to lay still and stay inside his lover for as long as he could. Before too long, however, his softening arousal slid from inside the gripping heat and he sighed regretfully. He rolled over to lie beside Faramir, yet still kept him in a firm embrace, hoping that he wouldn’t want to leave and return to his own quarters. “Stay with me?” he murmured as he nibbled on his lover’s neck. “And not just for tonight?”

Faramir sighed as his lover slipped from within him and he snuggled into his lover’s embrace as Haldir held him. “Not just for tonight,” Faramir confirmed as he kissed Haldir gently. “I will stay for as long as you will have me, Haldir,” he added softly. In his heart he hoped that Haldir would want him always. He snuggled close and buried his face against Haldir’s neck, breathing in the alluring scent of his lover that he knew he would never forget no matter how long he lived.

Haldir pulled Faramir closer and pressed a kiss to his temple. “Then you will stay with me for eternity,” he whispered softly. When he was younger, Galadriel had whispered once to him that he would find love in another Elven Realm, though he might be surprised at just whom it was he fell for. Now, her words all made sense, for he never would have dreamed of falling in love with a human. “I love you, Faramir. I know it is happening fast, but have no doubt about my feelings. I do not say this lightly, and I do not expect you to feel the same way. But I do.I love you… already.”

Faramir found himself smiling foolishly as Haldir spoke, his heart feeling lighter than it had in years if ever. “You… you love me?” he questioned happily. “Oh, Haldir… it is not happening too fast… and I do not doubt you, because then I would be forced to doubt myself. I love you, completely,” he said raining tender kisses against Haldir’s neck. Leaning up to look into Haldir’s eyes he smiled. “And an eternity… couldn’t possibly be long enough, but it will have to be.”

Laughing softly, Haldir felt his heart swell with love as sparkling blue eyes gazed up at him. “Then we will just have to make sure every day of our eternity is perfect,” he said softly. Haldir cleaned them both with his discarded tunic as he spoke, and pulled Faramir closer.

Faramir had never felt so cherished in his life as Haldir cleaned him so gently and held him close. Of all the things he had expected on his journey to the fabled Rivendell this… falling in love with someone so incredible, was certainly not one of them. Pulling the blankets over them, Faramir tangled his legs with Haldir’s and snuggled against him, his face buried against the smooth enticing column of his lover’s neck. “How… how do you think the others will react?” he asked curiously after a moment.

Haldir sighed happily as Faramir snuggled close and let his hands run lightly over his lover’s back. “I am not sure,” he answered honestly. “Though I think some relationships have formed within the fellowship already. Frodo and Sam, and Merry and Pippin, for instance. And even as we walked back to this room, I got the distinct impression that Lord Elrond knew where we were going.and highly approved. I hope the rest will understand, but if they do not, then it will be their problem, not ours. Love this powerful and deep doesn’t often come along in one’s life, and I will not hide how I feel for you.”

Faramir smiled as Haldir spoke and found himself arching into his lover’s touch. “I think you are right about the hobbits, in the time I’ve spent with them you can see the bonds between them so easily. And I agree, what I feel for you… with you… I’ve never felt before in my life, and it is too wonderful to hide,” he whispered softly. Faramir was still recovering from his long journey from Gondor, and the day itself had started very early with meetings even before the full council had assembled, and in Haldir’s loving embrace he was starting to feel sleepy. He tried to suppress a yawn, though wasn’t quite successful and laughed softly. “I’m afraid the day is catching up with me.”

Haldir gently tucked a lock of hair behind Faramir’s ear and nodded. “Rest, my lovely one,” he whispered as he placed a soft kiss to Faramir’s forehead. “Have the sweetest dreams, and maybe tomorrow, if you are still willing, we can move our belongings into one room… either mine or yours.”

“Mmm, this room is fine… I’d like to stay in this bed… may seem foolishly sentimental but…” Faramir’s words trailed off into a sheepish grin as Haldir gazed at him. “Sweet dreams, my love,” he whispered, resting his head against Haldir’s chest and closing his eyes. Sleep soon took him under, and he knew that his dreams which had been confusing of late would this time be filled with visions of sparkling blue eyes and golden hair.

Burying his face in soft, dark hair, Haldir smiled and closed his eyes. “Then this room, and this bed it is, pen velui,” he whispered softly, touched at his lover’s sentimentality. As Faramir relaxed against him, Haldir felt his own body slowly giving in to the call of sleep. Keeping one arm tightly around the beloved form next to him, he moved his free hand to tangle with his lover’s as it rested on his chest. He quickly drifted off to sleep, a content smile on his face and sweet dreams already touching his mind.

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