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[grumpycatanthir]

"Ai!" He arches hard, hands digging into the bed beneath to stop himself reaching for her instead.

"Haleth!"

Well, if there was anyone who was wondering what was going on in the tent they aren't any longer.

[takesnoshit]

Haleth hums her amusement, which also vibrates her mouth against that most sensitive skin. Her motions are all slow and deliberate, for this above all she knows is new to him, and most likely to overwhelm. She takes him in carefully, not very deep at first, then deeper. One of her hands searches for his, where he clutches at the bedsheets, and holds it tight.

[grumpycatanthir]

"Haleth!" The cry is almost a sob, and he clutches blindly at her, gasping as his hips rock.

[takesnoshit]

She does not keep going for long. Wonderful though the sounds he makes are to her, and much as she would like to finish him this way, if only for his own pleasure--no, not this time. Not this first time.

She slides her mouth off of him, careful not to be too abrupt about it, then climbs up his body until she is straddling him. She bends down and kisses him passionately, knowing he is near breathless. At the same time she rubs herself against him, knowing he will feel how ready she is, how inviting.

[grumpycatanthir]

He sobs as she pulls her mouth away, hips arching up to chase her, and his lips against hers are needy.

"Oh!" He gasps brokenly. "Haleth, please!"

[takesnoshit]

"Yes," she whispers against his mouth. "Oh, yes--" It has been a long while, but she remembers how this is done, her body knows what it wants. She reaches between them to take him in hand, positioning him so the tip is at her entrance, and pushes herself on him. "Ah, my love, my Caranthir, yes--"

It is good, being on top. She can control this, take him in slowly, give herself all the the time she needs to adjust to his girth, do no more than what is comfortable or pleasurable. And she can see his face as she slowly sheathes him, in a series of shallow thrusts that grow gradually deeper, until finally she has him fully enclosed.

She pauses at that, bent over him and breathing hard, all her skin flushed hot. "Caranthir?" One last question, to see if they are both ready for this last step. One moment to appreciate the anticipation, and this feeling of being fully joined with him.

[grumpycatanthir]

He shudders, cheeks flushes and eyes fixed on hers.

"Please, oh Haleth, yes!"

[takesnoshit]

She stares at him in wonder for a moment, being simply amazed that they have come to this point. That she may see him so, the naked love and need in him so fully displayed to her. Once again she leans over and kisses him, and as she does she begins to move against him in earnest, slow but with a definite, unbreaking rhythm.

BTW did we want to soul bond them ala LACE XD

[grumpycatanthir]

He cries out, hand gripping hers, hips moving jerkily at first until he catches her rhythm.

"Haleth, oh Haleth, oh..."

His words are almost sobs of her name, and he knows full well he won't last.

"Haleth, I'm... I..."

Why not. =) I don't mind. And it will surprise Haleth.

[takesnoshit]

"I know." Breathless words of comfort, offered as she moves with him. She can see the flush in his chest, remembers the signs of what is to come, and she expected it to be soon. "I know. It is all right. Ah, yes, Caranthir, yes--"

lol ok tell me if it doesn't work!

[grumpycatanthir]

"Haleth!"

He cries her name as he feels his orgasm hit, body convulsing under her, but he's blinded, his soul expanding, reaching, for it's other half, the mate to his, finding and tangling with in an embrace of joy.

[takesnoshit]

It hits Haleth like a lightning bolt.

It is nothing like anything she has ever experienced, nothing. Caranthir had tried to warn her, in a way, but she had not understood. Possibly he had not either, not in truth.

She has not words for it, nor capacity for understanding. Something within her expands, reaches, entwines, joins. It's a far, far more fundamental and irrevocable joining than the act they perform with their bodies. That is joyous; this is transcendent.

Haleth feels for a moment as though she will turn wholly into light, as though there is no division at all between them, all empty corners filled, all parts connected. Where there was one there are two and then two made back into one, indivisible.

She is very distantly aware that she does climax again, his release pulling hers with it. It's almost an afterthought.

Such intensity cannot be borne for long, and it is more relief than not when as quickly as it happened the blinding flash of--everything--is gone, and she collapses on top of Caranthir, gasping for breath. For a while all she can do is breathe, as she tries to resettle within herself, aware that something has happened, something has changed, everything has changed. She is different than she was. She cannot say how, but knows she is, can feel it as surely as she feels gravity pulling her to the earth. As intangible and inarguable a thing.

They lie together for a long time, his arms around her as she lays on his chest, breathing, recovering, recalibrating. It is a long time before she speaks. "I am no longer surprised," she says quietly, "that your kind love only once, in all their long lifetimes."

[grumpycatanthir]

It is fire, and it is light, and it is drowning and flying and Caranthir is no longer alone as they crash back to earth, shivering.

He nuzzles against her sleepily, and the fire of his spirit laps against hers, warm and full of wonder and love.

"Nor I."

[takesnoshit]

She turns her head to kiss him, languid and thorough, then sighs and shifts, moving instead to lie at his side, pulling a blanket to cover them both.

It is only then, when they are warmed and no longer trembling in the aftermath, her hand spread over his heart, that she asks questions. That was inevitable; Haleth always has questions. "Will this--this awareness of you--" She can feel him with her, inside as well as out, passionate and intense, a bonfire on a starry night. "Will it remain with me, even when we are separate? What is this that has happened?"

[grumpycatanthir]

"I think so." He murmurs, his soul still happily purring around hers.

"Mother and Father could speak to each other over distances, although I don't know how far that the bond stretches. As to what the bond is... it is us. A part of me is yours, and a part of you is mine. It is everything that we have promised to each other."

such a cat

[takesnoshit]

"I would like that," Haleth muses. "To speak to you even when you were not before me, and to feel you even when you are not near. Will it last also beyond our lifetimes, does anyone know?" She leans up on one arm, looking down on him, her hand still resting on his chest. "Are there other pairings such as ours, of Eldar and Edain? I have heard stories of such but know nothing as to their truth."

Yes, she should be lying still and enjoying the moment. But, Haleth.

NO!!! (*yes)

[grumpycatanthir]

"I don't know. I don't think this has ever been done before." He reaches up to tangle a hand in her hair.

"Well, Finrod's brother has his Andreth, but by all accounts he is one to pine and not to wed."

It's okay, she'll pet him forever.

[takesnoshit]

"Ah. So the stories are only that." It neither a comfortable nor uncomfortable realization; it merely is. And regardless, she has chosen her course. Even if they were not now thus bound as they are, soul to soul, her choice would be irrevocable.

Haleth smiles at him, leaning in to the touch on her head. "I am glad you are more active than Finrod's brother, and not content with an eternity of being wistful."

..........he is not sure if want but ok /purrrrrrrrrr

[grumpycatanthir]

"For now." He smiles wryly at her.

"I suppose we might set a precedent."

That gains a snort. "The Arafinweans may like to debate philosophy rather than act, but I am more practical."

pfft he totally wants.

[takesnoshit]

Her gaze softens a little. "You are." Haleth leans in to kiss his mouth, lingering. "As I am. Whether we are first or last or only, in truth I care very little. We have chosen; that is enough. Let what comes of it come, I will not change my mind."

XD he does

[grumpycatanthir]

He smiles at her, gentling.

"That is true. And this is what I have always loved about you." He murmurs. "To finally find someone with my practical bent is a blessing!"

[takesnoshit]

For that compliment she kisses him again, slow and thorough. She can still feel him pulsing within her, a warm rhythm in her heart, separate from but connected to her own heartbeat. "Caranthir," she murmurs, placing a hand on his face as she tastes his lips. "Husband. I love you, and I too count myself blessed."

[grumpycatanthir]

"Haleth." He murmurs back, tiredly content and happier than he can ever remember being.

"My wife, my only."