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When Darkness Falls (NC-17)

Written by Sairalinde and Anorienbean

10 April 2008 | 42956 words

Title: When Darkness Falls Chapter 2/?
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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Haldir stared into the fire that Gandalf had conjured out of nowhere. They’d trudged for long, miserable hours through the snow of Caradhras. Haldir had run quickly before them, hoping for an end to the cold and ice, but each time he returned to his companions, it was with even worse news than before. Aragorn and Faramir had carried the hobbits through the snow that was well over their heads, and finally, Haldir had given up trying to run ahead, and had taken a shivering Merry and Frodo into his arms, trying to relieve the burdens of the men as much as he could.

As the flames warmed the small cave they’d finally taken refuge in after the avalanche, Haldir’s gaze wandered toward his lover, who was talking earnestly to Gandalf in the far corner. As he stared at the man who’d so easily captured his heart, Haldir couldn’t help but remember Elrond’s words before they’d left Rivendell. He’d requested that Haldir come to his room, alone, on the day before they left on their journey.

Elrond had studied Haldir intently for a moment before speaking. “Haldir, do you truly love him?” he’d asked.

Without hesitation, Haldir had answered. “I love him more with every passing moment. And when the ring is destroyed, I want to take him away from all that is dark or sad, and live and die by his side.”

Elrond had nodded and moved closer to Haldir. “Be sure that your love never waivers,” he’d said softly. “For I have seen a shadow of what may come, and much will depend on how deeply you love Faramir. If there is any doubt in your mind of your feelings for him, any doubt at all, then I would not have you go on this quest.”

Haldir had sensed Elrond’s sincerity and concern. “I will go,” he said softly, “for there is no doubt in my mind as to how I feel about Faramir. I love him from the very depths of my heart.”

Elrond had finally smiled and moved away, seeming to make a decision. “Very well, then,” he’d murmured. “Hold true to your heart, and hope for the best. Watch out for him, and keep him safe. That, more than anything else, is your charge. I wish you all the best, mellonamin. Oh.and try to get along with the dwarf. It won’t be easy, but.please try. If nothing else, for diplomacy’s sake.”

A soft chuckle fell from Haldir’s lips as he remembered Elrond’s parting words and he realized he was staring back into the fire. The hobbits were already paired off, curled around each other underneath the blankets, and Haldir found himself yawning, hoping that Faramir would finish his conversation soon. He could tell his lover was moving stiffly, no doubt from carrying the hobbits for so many leagues, and he reached into his pack for some herbs he’d thought to bring from Rivendell. Dropping them into a cup of water, he held the small tin over the fire with a branch and heated the contents as he waited for Faramir to join him.

Faramir glanced away from Gandalf for a moment and saw Haldir sitting near the fire. A hint of a smile touched his lips and when he turned back to his former tutor, Gandalf laughed. “We can all discuss our course in the morning, Faramir. You are tired and chilled, go on. Go rest,” he said kindly. Faramir nodded his agreement and thanked Gandalf yet again for the magic fire he’d conjured to warm them all. Moving slowly toward his lover, Faramir could almost imagine he could feel every step he’d taken the last several days coming back to haunt him. Lowering himself beside Haldir, he smiled as much as he could given the circumstances. “I was so grateful when we discovered this cave, I was certain that we wouldn’t be able to go much further… especially the little ones.”

Haldir wrapped one arm around his lover’s shoulder and pressed a kiss to his temple. “I know,” he said, glancing over at the halflings with a smile. “The cold does not have as much of an effect on me, but I was worried for you all. Even old Gandalf looked as if he were about to fall over.” Bringing the warm tin closer, Haldir wrapped an edge of their blanket around it and offered it to Faramir. “Here,” he said softly as his hand moved to rest on Faramir’s lower back and gently rub in small circles. “Something warm to drink, and help you relax. I know your back must be stiff from carrying the hobbits so far and under such difficult circumstances. I will make some for the others while you drink, then, if you like, I will curl up beside you and rub your back until you sleep.”

Faramir smiled gratefully as Haldir gave him the warm tea, “Thank you, love. I could definitely use that back rub… Pippin and Merry may be rather small but I’m beginning to think they had rocks in their pockets,” he grinned as he took a drink of the warm liquid. The warmth sliding down his throat was enough to make him shiver; not even truly realizing how cold he had been until now. He sat back against the wall, watching quietly as Haldir made sure everyone in their party had some of the warm tea. He almost grinned as he watched the way Gimli and Haldir eyed one another for a moment before the dwarf accepted the drink with a gruff ‘thank you’ and a stiff nod. His eyes caught Aragorn’s for a moment and saw him grin at the exchange as well. Soon, Haldir was back by his side again and they moved a little further from the fire so they could curl up together in a bit of privacy, or at least as much as they could get in the small cave.

Haldir’s fingers wandered underneath Faramir’s tunic and gently kneaded the tensed muscles of his lover’s lower back. “I will help you carry them tomorrow,” he promised as he felt Faramir slowly relaxing against him. “I thought I was helping by scouting ahead, but I seemed to bring back nothing but bad news. And that dwarf.he is determined that we should travel through the mines of Moria. As bad as I hate to admit it, he might be right. The hobbits cannot stand much more of this cold.”

“Oh love, you were helping, none of us could have scouted ahead as you did… and honestly I don’t think any of us were really expecting terribly good news of our path,” Faramir said softly as he leaned back into the gentle touch. Haldir’s fingers were warm and gentle against him, and he felt some of the tension in his lower back begin to recede. “And as loathe as I am to agree with you… those damn mines do sound good right now. I wish we had chosen another path, but Gandalf was only trying the most direct approach. I think he tends to forget we don’t all have magical powers,” he grinned. Snuggling closer to Haldir, he knew his skin must be terribly cold against the warmth of Haldir’s neck but he couldn’t keep himself from seeking that warmth. “You are so warm.”

Haldir smiled and pulled their blanket tighter around them then resumed his gentle massage. He loved the way Faramir felt in his arms, and, even as his lover shivered against him, he snuggled closer. “And you, my lovely one, are so cold,” he chuckled, “but I do take great pleasure in warming you up.” Slowly, his hands moved over cold skin, rubbing and soothing, warming and relaxing, until Faramir stopped shivering. Moving so he could breathe over his lover’s skin, Haldir closed his eyes and smiled. “Any better?” he asked just before he fastened his lips just below Faramir’s ear and gently sucked the smooth skin into his mouth, marking him as well as trying to show him how much he loved him. He couldn’t help but think about Elrond’s words again, and though Haldir knew that Faramir knew he was very, very loved, Haldir was determined that not one moment would go by that he didn’t show him the depths of that love.

Faramir sighed blissfully as Haldir’s hands caressed him, both warming his skin and his blood with desire. He moaned quietly as Haldir’s lips moved against his neck and he shivered in desire this time. “Much,” he whispered snaking his hands under Haldir’s tunic to pull him closer. “Much, much better.” Turning his head slightly he caught Haldir’s lips with his own and kissed him lovingly, sucking on his lover’s tongue for a moment before drawing away.

Licking his lips, Haldir gazed into his lover’s eyes and smiled. “I love you,” he whispered, still tasting Faramir’s sweetness on his tongue. “I hope you know that.” With just that simple kiss, Haldir found that he was aroused, and wondered just how good Aragorn and Gandalf’s hearing was.

Faramir smiled adoringly at his lover and nodded. “I do know that,” he whispered in return. “And you.are very loved in return.” Leaning forward, he kissed Haldir tenderly and felt his lover’s arousal press against him. Drawing away he grinned mischievously. “I was wondering,” he whispered as his hand moved to cup his lover’s arousal trapped behind leather lacing, “Do you think you could be quiet while I thanked you properly for my back rub?” he continued, loving the way Haldir’s eyes darkened from his words.

Biting back a moan, Haldir buried his face in Faramir’s hair and nodded as loving hands moved over his aching length. In all his years, no one had ever made him ache with need as Faramir could by simply touching him, or whispering to him. While many of the Elves he knew found lovemaking and whispered sweet nothings less then exciting after a few hundred years, Haldir was finding a new appreciation for each touch and endearment that fell from his lover’s perfect lips. Taking a deep, steadying breath, he moved so that he could bury his face against the warmth of Faramir’s neck, hoping to at least muffle the moans that were sure to fall from his lips. “I will certainly try,” he murmured against his lover’s neck.

Faramir smiled as Haldir buried his face against his neck and his fingers, stiff and frozen before but now quite warm, began unlacing his lover’s breeches. After a few moments, his hand wrapped around the thick length, stroking slowly as Haldir’s lips moved against his neck, making his own arousal grow insistent against the laces of his own breeches. His hand began to move faster and Faramir tried to keep his breath steady as he moved though after several long moments he pressed his lips against Haldir’s ear and whispered. “Let me taste you?”

Shivering as Faramir whispered against him, Haldir nodded again and loosened his embrace. He could feel his length getting harder as knowing fingers moved over his skin, and was thankful that they’d moved so far from the firelight. Lifting the blanket so Faramir could move, Haldir stuffed the edge between his teeth and concentrated on stifling the moans that were already building in his throat.

Faramir wasted no time in scooting under the blanket as Haldir lifted it slightly for him. It was a bit awkward and the ground beneath them was unforgiving, though Faramir didn’t seem to notice it. Leaning forward he trailed his tongue over the glistening tip of his lover’s shaft before sealing his lips around it and slowly sinking down around the hard length. Relaxing his throat he took Haldir as deeply as he could and swallowed around him, having to stifle a moan of his own as he tasted his lover even more on the back of his tongue. One hand held Haldir’s hip firmly while the other snaked under his lover’s tunic to caress the smooth muscles of Haldir’s stomach, enjoying the quick trembles he could feel under his hands.

Haldir tried not to thrust into the heat of the wicked mouth surrounding him. One hand fisted in the blanket as the other moved to rest on Faramir’s head and his fingers curled gently into soft hair. Gasping as his lover swallowed around him, Haldir jumped when Aragorn called across the cave to see if he was all right. “Yes! Fine!” he yelled back somewhat unsteadily, praying that no one would come to check on them, but thinking, from the way Aragorn laughed softly that they would be undisturbed. His release was building quickly as Faramir’s lips and tongue moved over him, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

Faramir was so wrapped up in what he was doing that he’d barely registered that someone had called out, and simply continued what he was doing. He could feel Haldir holding back, his muscles tense, trying not to thrust into his mouth, and Faramir used his hand on his lover’s hip to coax him to let go and thrust at will. All he knew was that he wanted Haldir to enjoy every single moment of what he was doing, and he redoubled his efforts as he moved with his lover, allowing Haldir to set their pace now. Gods, love. Just let go for me.

Losing all semblance of control as Faramir urged him to thrust, Haldir moved his hips, taking his lover’s mouth as slowly as he could, wanting this to last as long as possible. “Meleth,” he whispered softly as he felt the tension in his groin getting even greater. Biting down hard on the blanket, Haldir felt his release slam into him. His fingers curled tighter in his lover’s hair and his thrusts became erratic as his seed spilled into the willing warmth of Faramir’s mouth. As he lay trembling in the aftermath, he closed his eyes and felt completely boneless, even as his fingers combed lovingly through long, soft hair. “Meleth.what you do to me,” he murmured.

Faramir reveled in his lover coming undone for him; he could feel Haldir’s body tense just before hot slick fluid spilled down his throat. Drawing back slightly in an effort to swallow everything hehad to offer, Faramir continued to clean his lover until he was completely spent before drawing away fully to drag in a ragged breath. He smiled and licked his lips as Haldir spoke softly. “I love you,” he whispered, sliding back up so they were facing one another again. “I love you more than you can possibly imagine,” he confirmed before kissing Haldir deeply.

Haldir wrapped his arms around Faramir and sighed into the kiss. Tasting himself as their mouths sealed together, he felt his softening organ twitch even as he rolled Faramir over gently to lie on his back, never breaking their kiss. “I think it’s only fair that I thank you for thanking me,” he murmured as he nibbled playfully on Faramir’s bottom lip and shifted his hip against his lover’s already hard arousal.

Lost in their kiss, Faramir barely realized that Haldir had pushed him back against the floor before he felt his lover’s body pressing against his aching arousal. Chuckling softly as Haldir spoke, Faramir’s fingers threaded through soft golden hair. “It is good to be appreciated,” he teased. He had completely forgotten about their companions and suddenly realized that he would need to try to keep himself quiet as Haldir made good on the promise he could see in his eyes.

“Oh, you are appreciated, my lovely one,” Haldir smiled, licking his lips and ducking his head under the covers. “You are most appreciated.” Keen Elven eyes let him see clearly even in the darkness and moments later, he had unlaced Faramir’s breeches and slid them down lean hips. Settling between long legs, he gently licked at the smooth pouch that hung below Faramir’s arousal, then took one of the tender globes in his mouth, sucking gently, before moving to the other as his hand wrapped around the already weeping above.

In no time at all it seemed Haldir had easily unlaced his breeches pulled tight by his arousal and he lifted his hips slightly as his lover drug the soft material down. Sucking in a deep breath, Faramir bit his bottom lip to keep from crying out as a warm mouth sucked him in gently before a strong hand wrapped around his aching arousal already slick with need. He tried to concentrate on keeping himself as quiet as possible, but he wasn’t sure if he would be able to manage it. Remembering what his lover had done, he grabbed the blanket and bit down on it, to at least muffle himself should he slip. He dearly wished that he could watch Haldir, though being somewhat “blind” and only relying on the touch of his lover was quite erotic in itself.

Haldir moved his head and placed a soft kiss to the palm of Faramir’s hand before returning to his task. Letting his tongue run over the throbbing vein on the underside of the thick length before him, he licked at the tip, murmuring contentedly as he tasted bittersweet warmth on the back of his tongue. Slowly, he sank his lips down over the rigid organ, stopping only when the head was at the back of his throat and his face was buried in the soft nest of curls at the base. Humming softly, he swallowed around the swollen flesh, and reached up to entangle one of his hand with Faramir’s.

Faramir drew in a deep breath as Haldir’s mouth left him and a sweet kiss was pressed against the palm of his hand. He found himself smiling at that simple act for a moment before a warm slick tongue licked him and he fought not to buck his hips up from the floor. Stifling a moan against the blanket caught firmly in his teeth, his eyes sunk closed as his lover’s mouth sank around him. Haldir’s humming though was almost his undoing, he gasped and trembled under his lover trying his best to keep as quiet as possible. He had never realized how hard the simple act of remaining quiet while his lover touched him this way truly would be.

Loving the way Faramir was trembling beneath this touch, Haldir redoubled his efforts and began sucking hard on the length between his lips. His head moved up and down as he took the engorged length in deeply again and again, and squeezed Faramir’s hand as he moved faster, encouraging him to take what he needed.

Faramir’s release was so close he knew that it wouldn’t take much more before he would lose control. As Haldir coaxed him to move, he did so, thrusting up into the welcoming heat of his lover’s mouth and trying with all his might to keep his harsh breaths from being too loud in the cave. Feeling the tension gathering low in his body, his back arched up from the floor and with a stifled moan he spilled slick and hot in Haldir’s mouth. Faramir, who had been so cold earlier, was now damp with sweat as his body trembled in the aftermath of his release. As his hips lowered back down he felt his lover follow him, cleaning him just as completely as he had done for Haldir. Tugging the blanket from between his teeth he whispered. “I love you, Haldir.”

Haldir licked his lips, and slowly kissed his way back up Faramir’s body. Settling beside him, he let his fingers trace over the dear face before him and slid one arm underneath Faramir’s head, to act as a pillow. “And I love you, gûren,” he whispered softly. After a moment, he slid easily out of his breeches and used his foot to work Faramir’s off as well. “I’ll keep you warm,” he promised as Faramir looked up at him in surprise. “And we will dress before the others awake in the morning. I just want to feel your skin against my own.” Entangling their legs, Haldir pulled Faramir closer and smiled as he heard the distinct sounds of Merry and Pippin most likely doing what he had just finished doing. “Seems we are not the only ones in love.”

Faramir smiled happily as Haldir settled beside him, holding him close. Snuggling close, Faramir laughed softly as Haldir spoke. “No, I suppose we aren’t,” he grinned. Letting his fingers lazily trail through Haldir’s hair, Faramir sighed deeply. “This is the most relaxed I think I’ve felt in days,” he whispered as his eyes began to feel heavy.

Haldir pressed his lips to Faramir’s temple and kissed each of his eyelids. “Then sleep well, my love,” he whispered. “Perhaps we will awake to warmth and laughter, and our journey tomorrow will not be so difficult.” His own eyes were heavy, but he fought sleep as long as he could, content to simply watch Faramir as he continued to relax against him. As the sounds around them died out, he softly began singing a song in Elvish, a love song meant for Faramir’s ears only, but one that carried throughout the cave and soothed everyone, even Gandalf and Aragorn to sleep as well.

Faramir’s arms tightened around his lover, and he snuggled close. “Sleep well, love,” Faramir whispered in return. After a few moments he began to feel the press of sleep against him and began to drift, a smile touching his face as Haldir sang softly. He had never felt more loved in his life than he did with Haldir. With that thought, Faramir drifted off into a contented sleep.

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