Title: Secrets of the Heart
Author: Morgana
Author's Email: morganalebeau@yahoo.com
Web page: http://www.paranoid.nl/avalon
Pairings; Elrond/Celebrían
               Elrond/Haldir
               Elrond/Haldir/Celebrían. 
Rating: NC-17 and I will already mention the HET
WARNING here.
Summary: Celebrían finds out that something has been
missing from her husband’s life and decides Haldir is
the Elf she needs to fix this.
Disclaimer: Not mine, Tolkien’s. 
Warning: This story has slash and HET. We will see
Elrond making love to his wife and later on, she will
join Elrond and Haldir in their love play. 
Author’s Note: First het in about eight years? So
consider yourself warned! 
Beta read by Property of Legolas and Helen Stagie,
thanks!

 
Secrets of the Heart 


Upon her return from Lothlórien, Celebrían entered the
rooms she shared with Elrond most anxious to see her
husband again, but not expecting the unique sight that
greeted her eyes. Her husband, with his eyes closed,
lay upon their bed. He was quite obviously aroused,
firmly stroking his hard flesh eager to reach
completion. So lost in impending ecstasy was the
half-Elf that he didn’t notice her arrival. Celebrían
soundlessly approached the bed, growing aroused
herself seeing him in such surrender. However, seeing
a finger slip toward the entrance to his body and
finding him pushing inside, was a most unexpected
sight. 

She came to a halt in front of the bed and watched him
pleasure himself. Elrond continued to stroke himself
whilst thrusting his finger deeper into his body. She
had never seen him like this – had never thought he
would enjoy such penetration. 

She had known her husband long and intimately enough
to see the first signs of impending release and
quickly moved to his side, kissing him hard. Elrond’s
eyes opened in shock, but once he recognized her, they
lost their startled expression. Her kiss quickened his
climax and warm cream dripped onto his hand.
Belatedly, he realized she had witnessed *how* he had
reached orgasm and he blushed, feeling embarrassed at
having been caught pleasuring himself in that way.

Elrond sat upright and his hands came to rest idly in
his lap. He lacked the courage to look at her, knowing
what he had given away. “I did not expect you to
arrive until tomorrow.”

“I gathered as much.” Teasingly, Celebrían pressed a
light kiss onto his lips. “Did you miss me?”

“I missed having you close,” admitted Elrond, feeling
encouraged now that she had kissed him. 

“I have seen you pleasure yourself before,” started
Celebrían in a thoughtful voice, “but I have never
seen you...” she wavered, but then followed through,
“penetrate yourself.” 

Elrond’s blush deepened and he lowered his eyes. He
had kept this part of his life hidden from her, as he
had been uncertain how she would react. “I had male
lovers in the past… on the battle fields… long before
I met you.” He had loved males and females, realizing
they were both unique in their lovemaking; both had
their charms. In times of war, he had taken males to
his bed, but in times of peace, he preferred the soft,
silken body of a female. “But you are the love of my
life, please believe me.”

“I never doubted that.” Mild amusement colored her
voice. “I know you love me, Elrond, but I am surprised
that you never shared this with me.”

Elrond shrugged his shoulders. “I love you and you
make me happy in every possible way and that also
includes our lovemaking.”

Celebrían raised an eyebrow. “But… don’t males make
love in a different way?” Oh, she had heard tales of
the love between males, but she knew nothing for
certain. “I am referring to… the mechanics,” she
added, mischievously.

The blush on Elrond’s face remained and he fidgeted
with the sheet. He had never thought he would ever be
discussing *this* with his wife! “It is not that
different. The mechanics are the same.”

She inclined her head. “How do you decide who will be
the dominant one?” 

Elrond cleared his throat, feeling embarrassed.
“Usually one of the lovers has a certain preference to
be on top… or the bottom.”

“Interesting… Most interesting,” mumbled Celebrían.
“And what is your preference, my dear?” She loved the
way his blush intensified, hearing her question.
Elrond mumbled something inaudible and his shyness
made her smile. “Did you say you preferred to be on
the bottom, love?”

Elrond nodded once. “Why are we discussing this?”

“Do you miss it? Being with a male in that way?” Until
now, she had never suspected her husband was inclined
in *that* way. 

“Sometimes,” he admitted, unable to lie to her. “It is
different.”

“I can imagine…” Celebrían raised a hand and ran her
fingers through his tangled hair. “Your knots are a
mess.”

“That is because you weren’t here to fix them.” He
shifted closer to her and folded his arms around her.
Raising his head, he searched her eyes. “I should have
told you, but…”

She shushed him. “You weren’t comfortable telling me
and I do not hold it against you. I just need a moment
to… embrace… this part of you.”

A brilliant smile started in Elrond’s gray eyes and
spread over the rest of his face. “You are comfortable
with this discovery?”

She busied herself by undoing his messy knots and
putting in new ones. “This is a side of you I never
expected to find. I am not quite certain what to think
of it, but I will accept it. This is a part of you –
and I love everything about you.” To ease his mind she
leaned in closer and kissed him, reassuring him that
she didn’t love him less because of this development.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

During their picnic at the banks of the Bruinen,
Galadriel noticed that something occupied her
daughter’s mind and she left Arwen’s side to sit close
to Celebrían. “Does something worry you?” They had
always confided in each other and she hoped that
hadn’t changed. 

Celebrían raised her eyes and searched her mother’s.
“It is a delicate matter.”

Maternal instincts kicked in, making Galadriel smile.
“Is this about Elrond and you, then?” Elrond and
Celeborn had taken off in the direction of the forest
about an hour ago, desiring to walk between the
whispering trees.

“It is…” Celebrían wondered if discussing this was
inappropriate.

Galadriel’s expression became serious, realizing this
was about her daughter’s love life. “He still loves
you, my child. I see it in his eyes.”

“I know he loves me, but…” Celebrían gathered her
courage. “He told me he had male lovers in the past,
and although Elrond did not really want to admit it,
in the end he did tell me that he missed their
‘touch’.” She hoped she had phrased it diplomatically
enough.

Galadriel chuckled. “Males…” Seeing her reaction
puzzled her daughter, she explained, “I would never
have told you this otherwise, as children shouldn’t be
privy to their parent’s love life, but your father is
the same.”

Celebrían’s eyes widened in surprise. “He is? I never
knew! I thought the two of you were perfectly happy.”

“We are, child. But there are certain things that I
cannot give him because I am not a male.” Galadriel
rested her hand on her daughter’s arm and rubbed the
soft skin there. “Your father told me he was happy as
he was, and I think he was being truthful most of the
time. But sometimes I would see him look longingly at
a particularly handsome warrior.”

“That must have been painful for you to watch.”

Galadriel shook her head. “Child, I want him to be
happy, but it was clear he was not. I could not give
him what he needed and that caused me pain. In the
end, I approached the Galadhel that had drawn his
attention and an agreement was reached. Your father
did not know what I had arranged for until he found
the young warrior in his bed.”

Celebrían quickly covered her mouth with her hand to
prevent the surprised gasp from fleeing her lips. “You
did what?”

“I took control of the situation and invited this
young Galadhel into my husband’s bed.” Galadriel
smiled at seeing her daughter’s shocked expression. “I
stayed the night – watching them- and I must say until
this very day I never saw anything more beautiful. I
also realized that this young warrior was no threat to
me. Celeborn loves me, but his body craves a different
sort of attention occasionally.”

Celebrían needed a moment to come to terms with what
she had just heard. “You accepted his lover?”

“Lover…” Galadriel stroked her daughter’s silver hair.
“I am not quite certain if they are lovers. Celeborn
never kisses him on the lips, never claims his body.
He promised me that he never would – that that was
something between the two of us.”

“And you feel comfortable with this arrangement?”

“Celeborn invites his fair Galadhel once or twice a
year into his bed, whilst your father and I…” This
time, she did blush. “Our love life has become more
intense and satisfying these last few years.”

She had never expected to hear any of this and
Celebrían frowned, wondering if such an arrangement
would also work for Elrond and her – she wanted him to
be happy as well. “Mother, what is the name of the
Galadhel who caught father’s attention?”

Galadriel looked to her right, where their escort was
resting. Haldir, Orophin and Rumil sat closely
together and appeared to be dozing, but appearances
were deceiving. They were alert and would act upon the
first sign of trouble. She felt perfectly safe with
them. 

Celebrían looked in the same direction and gave her
mother a questioning look, seeing the three brothers.
“Is it one of them?”

“Aye, it is Orophin.” She smiled, speaking his name.
“I thought I would feel jealous when I first invited
him into my husband’s bed, but I did not. Orophin is
fair in his own right and watching them is quite…
rewarding.” She said that last word with a mysterious
grin on her face.

Celebrían studied the fair brothers and then looked at
her mother again. “If I were to do the same thing,
invite a male into my husband’s bed, I would need to
be certain he would never hurt Elrond – or become a
threat to me.”

Galadriel understood. “In that case I advise you to
ask Haldir. Haldir has always admired Elrond from
afar. I doubt he would reject Elrond, and he already
knows how such an arrangement works, since he knows
about Orophin and Celeborn.”

“Haldir is very fair – very pleasing to the eyes.”
Celebrían was convinced Elrond would find him
attractive as well. Maybe her husband already did, but
was too shy to confide in her? After all, they had
first discussed this matter only yesterday!

“Haldir would be a good choice. He is already
experienced and would make a good lover for Elrond.”
Galadriel gave her daughter a warning look. “But only
do this if you are secure in your love for your
husband.”

Celebrían took the warning to heart. “I will give this
matter serious thought.”

“And discuss this with Elrond. You cannot simply
invite Haldir into his bed without consulting with him
first. You are doing this for Elrond – so make certain
this is what he really wants and that he is
comfortable with the arrangement.”

Celebrían nodded once. “I will discuss this with him.”
Elrond would be stunned to hear any of this and might
not want to accept her offer. /Elrond loves me – only
me. I just have to make him understand that this won’t
threaten our love, but enrich it instead./

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“You are pre-occupied, dearest heart. What is on your
mind?” Elrond had come upon his wife on the balcony,
where she sat amidst comfortable pillows, watching the
sunset. Elrond sat down behind her and wrapped arms
and legs around his wife, who leaned against him and
rested her head against his shoulder. Inhaling her
sweet and familiar scent, he pressed soft kisses
against the nape of her neck. “Share your thoughts
with me?” 

Celebrían looked at him from over her shoulder. Love
lived in those wise, gray eyes – love, meant only for
her. She wrapped a strand of his long hair around her
fingertip and playfully tugged at it. 

Elrond raised an eyebrow. He had been worried that she
was brooding, but it appeared she was in a more
playful mood. He loved his wife dearly, but sometimes
it was hard to define the mood she was in. Soft lips
briefly pressed against his and he answered the
delicate kiss. 

“I talked to my mother,” said Celebrían eventually.

“About?” A frown appeared on his face. The mischievous
expression in her eyes warned him something was up,
but he had no idea what to expect.

“We talked about the fact that my father occasionally
takes a male lover into his bed.” She loved seeing the
return of the blush on his face. The gray eyes avoided
meeting hers and Elrond shifted against her in a
nervous fashion. Celebrían placed her hands on
Elrond’s arms, which were firmly wrapped around her
waist. “You do not need to feel embarrassed because of
this, love.”

“But I do… I should have been more careful…” He should
have kept this from her. 

“I am glad I found out.” She freed herself of his
embrace and turned, until they were face to face. She
pressed close, rested her upper body against his, and
felt how his arms tightened around her form once more.
“My mother said that allowing my father to be true to
his nature enriched their lives – and their love life
as well.”

“Must we speak of this?” Elrond cringed; this was way
more information about Celeborn than he had ever
wanted to find out!

“Orophin caught my father’s attention and according to
my mother, he is invited into my father’s bed once or
twice a year. They never kiss and from what I
gathered, my father is the one … -- oh, how to phrase
this delicately? – ‘on the receiving end.’ ”

“Celebrían! Please!” Elrond fought the urge to cover
his ears!

“She even suggested an Elf we could ask to come to
your bed.” Celebrían lifted her head and cast a
seductive smile at her husband. “I know this Elf and I
am certain he would make a good lover for you, my
heart.”

“Do you even know what you are saying?” Elrond stared
at her in disbelief. “We have three lovely children!
We are married, Celebrían! We are bound! I would be
unfaithful to you if I asked someone else into our
bed.”

“Nay,” she said, in a calming tone. “It is I who is
inviting this Elf to your bed. There is a difference.
I want you to have this, my love.”

Elrond shook his head even more fiercely. “We are
married! We are partners! You cannot do this!”

“What are you afraid of?” She rested the palm of her
hand against his cheek and lightly rubbed his face. 

“I am afraid this will ruin our marriage. I love only
you!” A part of him was strangely excited at the
prospect of having a male lover – if even for one
night – but the other part, that loved his wife, was
terrified of losing her. 

“Do you have such little faith in our love?” There was
no judgment in her voice, no resentment. Just kindness
and love. “My father loves my mother with a passion,
Elrond. That never changed.”

Elrond buried his hands in her silver hair. Their
faces were almost close enough to touch and he
searched her eyes – and her soul. He found her to be
true to her words. “If you follow through, I do not
wish to know this Elf’s name.”

She nodded in understanding. “You are afraid an
uncomfortable situation will arise, should you meet
him outside of our rooms.”

“You are right. I… I do not know how I would react,
coming face to face with him.”

Celebrían allowed it for now, hoping he would grow
more comfortable with Haldir after they had made love.
“You will always have my love, Elrond. Never doubt
that.” She leaned in closer, wrapped her arms around
his neck and possessively kissed him. “You are mine,
my love, and always will be.”

Elrond moaned, as her tongue sneaked past his lips and
teeth. “And you are mine – forever.” He lay down,
pulling her with him until she straddled his hips. He
loved her with his entire heart and intended to prove
that love to her today and for the rest of their
lives.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Haldir? May I have a word with you? It is regarding a
very delicate matter and I would like to talk to you
in private.” Celebrían had found the three fair
brothers in the stables, tending to their horses. They
would escort her parents back in a few days, which
forced her to act quicker than she had originally
wanted. 

“Of course, my Lady.” Haldir exchanged a look with his
brothers, who grinned inanely at him, and then
followed the Lady Celebrían into the gardens. 

She led him to a gazebo, where she gestured for him to
seat himself opposite her. Studying his eyes, she read
awareness in them. Did Haldir know why she had brought
him here? Had her mother already talked to him? “As
this is a very delicate matter, I need you to keep
this to yourself.”

Haldir inclined his head. “I am sorry, my Lady, but I
cannot do that. My brothers and I hold no secrets with
each other.”

Celebrían showed no utter signs of frustration, but
she did feel a little annoyed by his answer. “You may
confide in your brothers, but in no one else. Are we
agreed?”

“Aye, my Lady. And do not worry. We can keep secrets.”
Haldir smoothed the fabric of his gray uniform and
waited for her to address him again. 

“It has come to my attention that my father sometimes
takes a male lover into his bed.”

Haldir sucked in his breath – quite surprised she knew
this. “My Lady, with all due respect, but I do not
think you have the right to judge Lord Celeborn for
that.”

“I do not judge him!” She glared at him! How did he
dare to reach that conclusion! “I have known Orophin
my entire life and I know that he is an Elf of honor!”

Haldir paled. “You know it is Orophin?” Someone must
have told her! And there were only a handful of people
who knew! Rumil and Orophin would never betray their
Lord’s secrets, so that left either Galadriel or
Celeborn himself and he just couldn’t picture his Lord
telling his daughter something that intimate!

“Be at ease, Haldir. I was surprised to hear my father
liked Orophin in that way and I would never judge him
for that. He makes my parents very happy, my mother
assured me of that.”

Ah, so Galadriel had told her! Haldir marginally
relaxed, knowing his Lady well enough to realize she
had solid reasons to confide in her daughter. “What is
it that you want from me, my Lady?” His question was
rather bold, but he wanted to know.

“My husband…” started Celebrían, suddenly nervous and
less certain of herself, “is also inclined in that way
and I have taken it upon myself to find a male worthy
of his attentions.”

Haldir thought he had misheard, but then everything
clicked. “And I am that Elf?”

“My mother suggested you,” she said in a soft voice,
“because you would be well-suited. You know about
Orophin and my father – so you will be discreet – and
my mother believes she has seen you look at my husband
in a certain way.” A weak blush found its way onto her
features. “I always found you fair, Haldir, and if I
had to choose an Elf to meet my husband’s needs, it
would be you.”

Haldir leaned back and swallowed several times. “My
Lady, are you inviting me into your husband’s bed?”

“Aye, I am!” She firmly nodded her head, making
certain Haldir couldn’t misunderstand. “Elrond has
certain needs and I… I am not a male, Haldir. I cannot
give him that.”

Haldir’s wonder increased. “Are you asking me to take
your husband?”

An erotic smile surfaced on her face. “Aye, I am
asking you to take my husband. But I also want to set
certain ground rules.”

Haldir inclined his head, waiting for her to continue.
Her offer was seductive, as he had always desired
Elrond from a distance. But the Elf-Lord had been
off-limits to him, as he was married to the Lady
Celebrían. “Please explain.” He was curious to see
what rules she would set.

“I am inviting you to his bed so you may take him,
Haldir. But know that I will be there to watch you. I
will direct your actions if necessary, for I want to
see my husband’s need completely fulfilled. I won’t
allow you to hurt him in any way. Furthermore I forbid
you to kiss him on his lips and to let him take you
without my explicit consent.”

Haldir nodded once. “Your rules are sound and fair, my
Lady.” He would abide to her rules, but one question
remained. “Will you also join us?” He could tell his
question surprised her; she hadn’t expected it and had
obviously given it no thought.

“Nay, this is my gift to Elrond.” Although the thought
of being with two males *did* excite her.

Haldir sensed her underlying feelings and acted upon
them. “My Lady, should you ever decide to join us,
know that I have no objections to that whatsoever. I
would be honored if you did.”

His words made her grow flustered. “Haldir, you are my
gift to my husband…”

Haldir smiled and nodded, letting her believe just
that. But, if he was reading her right, she did think
him attractive and it would only be a matter of time
before she realized that as well. “My Lady, you do
realize that I am to depart in four days? That leaves
us little time to carry out your plans.”

“I have been thinking about that.” Celebrían
rearranged the folds of her dress in an effort to hide
her nervousness. “I must talk to my husband first, but
maybe you could come to our rooms tomorrow night?”

Haldir frowned. “How much does Lord Elrond know of
your plans?”

“He knows that I selected an Elf, but he does not wish
to know your identity.”

“But he agreed to your plan?”

“He wants this, Haldir. He is just too shy to admit
it.” She moved a little closer, placed her hands on
either side of Haldir’s head and looked him in the
eye. “I found him pleasuring himself – penetrating
himself – upon my return. He craves this, Haldir. He
is only afraid to hurt my feelings by admitting his
needs.”

Her words traveled to his groin, where his member
stirred, growing erect. “He was penetrating himself?”

“Just a finger, Haldir.” She correctly interpreted his
blush and chuckled. “You want him as well.”

“I do, my Lady. Denying that would be a lie.” Haldir
looked into her almond-shaped eyes and smiled. “The
two of you are quite magnificent to behold.”

Celebrían studied him for long moments and then
reached a decision. “I will send for you tomorrow
evening, Haldir, and you will take your directions
from me.”

“I will do whatever my Lady wishes,” confirmed Haldir.


“I want you to take him, Haldir, and tonight, I will
find out how my husband wants to be claimed.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Elrond watched his wife undress with interest. She was
beautiful, his silver angel. Her long, straight hair
reached passed her buttocks and made him want to bury
his fingers in it. Her breasts were small, but firm,
and fit perfectly into the palm of his hands. Her long
legs would wrap around his waist in rapture and hug
him tightly during their love making. Her slim waist
bore little witness to the fact that she had born him
three children. She had quickly regained her lovely
figure. He opened his arms in invitation when she
reached the bed. 

Celebrían smiled, sweetly, allowing her husband to
pull her into his arms. She lay atop of him, clearly
aware of his arousal pressing against her. The passion
and need he felt for her never stopped to amaze her.
“We have been married for millennia, and yet I desire
you as much as on the first day we made love.” 

“I love you, Celebrían, only you.” 

She loved seeing the way his pupils dilated and his
eyes filled with lust and need of her. Hungry lips
nibbled at her throat as her hands moved down her
husband’s body, finding him hard and craving her. “I
want you too, Elrond.”

“Then take me inside.” Elrond placed his hands on her
hips, aiding her when she raised herself, positioning
her body. 

Celebrían took him slowly, sliding down minutely. They
had always fit perfectly and it wasn’t long before she
had taken full possession of her husband’s hard flesh.
Elrond’s hands moved down her thighs, and his agile
fingers quickly found her center. She set their rhythm
and leaned in closer to claim his lips.

He thrust inside her, alternating his strokes –
sometimes thrusting hard and then slowing down again.
She moved with him, a testimony to the fact that she
knew him well. Moments later, he climaxed and
Celebrían trembled above him, experiencing her own
orgasm. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her
close. She rested her upper body atop of his and he
kissed her, wondering what had possessed her to move
this quickly. “You surprised me.” He knew she loved it
when he worshipped her body, massaging her breasts and
feeling his tongue moving over her body.

Celebrían moved, so Elrond could pull out. She
caressed his face to compensate for their loss and
then looked him in the eye. “I selected your lover
today and I talked to him. I explained our needs to
him and he agreed to come to your bed.”

Elrond’s eyes widened. “Why are we discussing this
now?” They had just made love and his body still
trembled with release!

“Because in these moments I can always read the truth
in your eyes.” She buried her hands in his hair and
rested her forehead against his. “Tell me, what do you
desire? What do you need? And be honest with me.
Remember, this is my gift to you.”

After swallowing nervously, Elrond found he could only
be honest with her. She was right; he couldn’t keep
things from her in the aftermath of their love making.
“I love the way you make me feel when I am inside of
you, my heart.”

Celebrían’s eyes sparkled. “You want to feel him deep
inside of you?”

Elrond nodded, feeling nervous. “I want him to take me
hard.”

Her fingertips massaged his scalp and she smiled to
assure him that she wanted to hear this. “And what
about the position, my dear?”

Elrond briefly closed his eyes. “I cannot believe you
asked me that!”

“I need to know,” she replied in an innocent voice she
knew wouldn’t fool him. “How else can my chosen lover
please you?”

Oh, she was too good at manipulating him! “Hands and
knees.”

That surprised her. “You seldom make love with me from
behind.”

His gray eyes opened. “It is not a position I like
seeing you in.” How to explain this? “It is a position
I prefer to be in with a male.”

“With him behind you?” Celebrían was amazed to learn
all this. 

“Aye.” Why was she making him tell her?

“I think this can be arranged.” She pushed her arms
beneath his back and rolled with him until she was on
her back with her husband above her. “You are hard
again. Is it because you are picturing yourself being
taken?”

“This is unfair to you.” It was the true though; her
questions had aroused him. Suddenly he felt her hands
on him, guiding him inside of her once more. 

“I am not complaining, my Lord,” Celebrían said in a
lighthearted manner. She rested her hands against the
nape of his neck and looked him in the eye. “Make love
to me tonight, for tomorrow things will be different.
It will be you being taken -- hard.”

Her teasing was more than he could take and he reacted
accordingly. 

Her eyes radiated happiness, seeing him lost in his
thoughts. “Imagine what it will be like, feeling him
move into position behind you – just before he
penetrates you.” 

“You are a tease!” Elrond growled, taking her hard.

“That is one reason you married me,” she said, meeting
each of his thrust with equal ardor. “The main reason
is that you love me.”

“Forever.” 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“You do not have to do this, my heart.” Elrond still
felt conflicted in this matter. The fact that his wife
had arranged for a male lover tonight still stunned
him. He knew she loved him, but had never thought she
would actually do this for him. 

Celebrían ran her fingertips down Elrond’s cheekbone
in a teasing way. Her large, almond-shaped eyes
twinkled with mischief, and after licking her lips,
she said, “I know your heart’s desire now, Elrond. I
know what you crave and I also know I cannot give you
that. But I can give you permission to fulfill your
dreams tonight. This happens because I wish it.” 

Celebrían’s eyes took on a hungry expression, letting
her gaze travel down her husband’s naked form. “I will
have you tomorrow and the rest of our lives, but
tonight I will gift you with this.” She slipped into
position behind him and tied the silk ribbon across
his eyes, so Elrond couldn’t see his lover. “I want
you to be happy, my love. And if this makes you happy,
I will give this to you.”

“But what…?” What if she grew jealous? Or what if
inviting this third person into their bed would cause
problems? 

“If I grow uncomfortable with this, I will tell you
and put a stop to it.” She pressed closer against his
back and wrapped her arms around him, the soft silk of
her gown rubbing against his backside. “I chose your
lover carefully, Elrond. The blindfold will stay in
place during your love play so you won’t discover his
identify.”

Elrond nodded once and threw back his head. He rubbed
his cheek against her silver hair and inhaled her
scent. The Valar had truly blessed him by giving him
Celebrían as his wife. “Thank you for doing this.”

Celebrían chuckled. “Let’s wait and see if you still
feel grateful when you are sore in the morning.”

Elrond had the grace to blush. “My love, I…” He grew
silent, as his wife’s fingertips touched his lips. 

“I will stay with you the entire time. I will watch,
maybe even direct your lover. Are you still
comfortable with that?” It was important to her to
have some amount of control, no matter how small. 

“I am.” 

Her hand stole down to his groin and touched his
hardening member, electing a delicate moan from his
lips. 

“I love only you.”

“I know that.” The door behind them opened and she
looked over her shoulder at the new arrival. Her
breathing sped up, finding Haldir had come to their
rooms naked. She had always found him beautiful, but
naked, he was a magnificent sight. “Your lover has
arrived, Elrond.” She pressed a teasing kiss onto the
back of his neck and then released him. She walked
over to a comfortable, reclining chair and sat down. 

Haldir sought out her eyes, awaiting permission and
instructions. Finding Elrond naked and blindfolded
caused his heart to speed up its beat and his member
rose to attention, eagerly pointing at the Elf-Lord’s
backside. 

“Kiss him… Touch him.” Celebrían had poured herself a
glass of potent wine and sipped, watching Haldir
stepping up to her husband. 

Elrond’s insides fluttered with nervousness and
anticipation. He would be taken tonight, and that
thought excited him. It had been so long since he had
tasted the pleasure of having a male lover and he was
about to burst with lustful frustration. Suddenly, a
hard, well-trained body pressed against his, and
warrior’s arms enfolded his waist. His hair was swept
aside and greedy lips pressed against the back of his
neck, suckling the skin between sharp teeth. “Ai!” 

Elrond’s reaction pleased Haldir and a sly grin formed
on his face. He sought out Celebrían’s eyes again, and
found her staring at them in fascination. 

“Do with him as you please.” Celebrían sipped again,
growing aroused by watching these two splendid
specimens.

Haldir inclined his head in understanding and set
about seducing Elrond in seriousness. Sliding his
hands down Elrond’s abdomen, he cupped the velvet-like
testes in one hand, whilst fingertips ran down the
half-Elf’s impressive length. 

Elrond pressed back against his mystery lover, trying
to impale himself on the hard and slick erection that
now settled between his buttocks. He didn’t know who
Celebrían had selected as his one-time lover, but this
Elf was most certainly well-endowed. The mere thought
of being filled, being possessed, caused precious
droplets of pre-ejaculate to drip from the head of his
hard flesh. “Please…”

Celebrían raised an eyebrow. She had expected them to
take their time to explore, but she had learned to
read her husband a long time ago and Elrond wasn’t in
the mood for foreplay. But Haldir shook his head,
indicating he refused being rushed and she nodded.
“You are in control… Elrond will do as you tell him.
Won’t you, husband-mine?” 

Elrond released a tormented moan, but whispered, “Aye,
I will.” 

Haldir’s lips suckled the skin of Elrond’s shoulder.
Drawing another groan from the half-Elf, he replaced
his lips with his teeth and bit into the soft skin. It
was a shallow bite, but enough to make Elrond squirm. 

Now that one sense had been locked out, all others
seemed to have intensified. Every touch bestowed onto
his hard flesh made him twitch and his knees almost
gave way beneath him, but his lover steadied him,
keeping him on his feet.

Haldir moved around Elrond, until he stood in front of
the half-Elf. Elrond really was an exotic sight.
Running his hands over Elrond’s chest, his fingers
encountered a hardened nipple and he couldn’t resist
pinching it hard. Elrond reacted by thrusting against
him, begging for more contact. Honoring the request
Celebrían had made – not to kiss Elrond on the lips –
Haldir licked the slightly pointed ear. His right hand
still stroked Elrond’s hard flesh, making sure to keep
him on edge. Haldir cast a look over his shoulder, and
after seeing her nod, he went down on his knees.
Elrond’s erection -- enflamed and slippery --
disappeared into his warm and willing mouth.

Celebrían’s eyes widened in surprise. Curiously, she
watched Haldir’s technique, realizing she could learn
a thing or two about pleasing her husband in that way.


Elrond’s right hand found its way into the silk hair
and he grabbed the strands, forcing his mysterious
lover to speed up.

Haldir obliged, alternating pressure and sucking
motion. One fingertip caressed Elrond’s guardian ring,
dipping inside and massaging the tight muscle. 

It was all Elrond could take. The penetration, no
matter how small, set off a series of reactions in his
groin. Climaxing, he threw back his head and buried
himself as deeply as possible in the willing mouth. 

Celebrían shifted on the chair, growing aroused, as
she watched Haldir swallow her husband’s seed. She had
performed this act for her lover before, but she had
never been able to take Elrond this deeply. 

Haldir swallowed every drop and then released Elrond’s
sated member to thoroughly clean it. Every last drop
made it past Haldir’s lips and he purred in delight,
feeling Elrond lean against him. Now that the half-Elf
was relaxed and sated it would be a true pleasure to
claim him. 

“Elrond wants it hard…” whispered Celebrían, watching
them. She felt quite enthralled, seeing Haldir lay
Elrond down on the bed. “And deep… he told me.”

“Ai…” Elrond’s eyes widened beneath the blindfold, as
his knees were forced apart and the warrior’s
well-trained body settled between them. His body felt
heavy and satiated after his first release and
something told him that his first climax wouldn’t be
the last tonight. 

Haldir removed the stopper from the vial of oil and
coated a finger with the slippery liquid. His eyes
locked with Celebrían’s. Now that he was about to take
her husband he wanted to make certain this was what
she wanted. 

“Do it…” Celebrían hadn’t expected to grow aroused by
merely watching them, but she had and now wanted to
know how her husband looked with Haldir sheathed deep
inside of him. “Take him.”

That was all Haldir needed to hear and he guided a
slippery digit to the entrance of the half-Elf’s body,
dipping inside.

Elrond arched his back and yelped, sharply, at the
renewed penetration. “Stop toying with me and take
me!”

“Do it! Do as he says…” Celebrían flicked her wrist,
indicating Haldir should move Elrond onto his hands
and knees. “I want to see his face when you ride him.”

That remark went straight to Elrond’s groin. His
member twitched with new interest and was growing hard
again. Strong and large hands rolled him onto his
stomach and then pulled him onto all fours. He knew he
was facing his wife now, as her voice had originated
from this direction. 

Her right hand stole inside the folds of her dress,
discreetly hiding the fact that she was touching
herself. 

Elrond bowed his head in anticipation and his heart
sped up as the blunt head of a very thick shaft pushed
against the opening to his body.

Haldir had coated his member with oil before
positioning himself and now inched inside. He placed
one hand on Elrond’s right buttock and delivered a
firm, but playful slap on the firm buttock. His other
hand came to rest on the small of Elrond’s back,
rubbing the skin there.

Growling, Elrond ignored the burning sensation that
ate at his insides and pushed back. The thick shaft
inched in deeper and finally came to a halt, having
buried itself inside his body. 

Celebrían bit her bottom lip and stopped touching
herself, as she didn’t want to climax yet. “Ride him.”


Haldir obeyed. Grabbing hold of Elrond’s knotted hair,
he pulled the half-Elf’s head upwards, so Celebrían
could see her husband’s facial expression. Then, he
pulled out, and with a growl, thrust all the way in
again, making Elrond yelp in surprise.

“Oh, yes… again!” Celebrían timed her intimate touches
to Haldir’s thrusts. The expression on Elrond’s face
was one of ecstasy and she wondered if she looked like
that when Elrond claimed her. 

The pace Haldir set was fast and almost brutal, but
Elrond’s body language told him that this was exactly
what the half-Elf wanted. Releasing the dark hair, his
hands gripped Elrond’s waist, leaving bruises as he
buried himself over and over in the hot channel.
Elrond was incredibly tight and Haldir reached orgasm
much too quickly! Sheathed to the hilt, he released
his seed inside Elrond’s body. 

Celebrían purred, having reached her climax at the
same time. “Make him come,” she ordered in a low,
seductive tone.

Haldir reached beneath Elrond and wrapped his fingers
around the throbbing flesh. A few firm strokes had
Elrond squirming and Haldir managed to thrust one last
time.

Elrond bit his bottom lip, tasting blood. He climaxed
a second time, wishing the moment would never end. Oh,
he had missed having someone ride him. 

Celebrían left her chair and smiled at Haldir. “You
served us well.” 

Haldir gave her a mischievous grin. He had enjoyed
this encounter. Elrond had been tight and very
receptive, and if Celebrían would ever invite him into
their bedroom again, he would accept. 

Celebrían sat down on the bed and patted Elrond’s
hair. “You look magnificent, my love.”

Elrond groaned the moment his mysterious lover pulled
out and then collapsed onto his stomach. He felt
drained. 

Haldir checked his bed partner for injures, but
finding none, he nodded at Celebrían and then slowly
left their bed. He mouthed a thank you, and then
closed the door behind him. 

“I have never seen you look like that, my love.”
Celebrían unbuttoned her dress and let it slide from
her shoulders. “Do I look like that to you? When you
are inside of me?” She untied the blindfold and looked
into his satiated eyes. “Did you enjoy that?” 

“It has been so long,” managed Elrond, crawling closer
so he could rest his head on her lap. Her fingers
moved through his hair, soothing him. “I never thought
you would allow this.”

“I enjoyed watching you, Elrond.”

Elrond frowned, smelling a certain scent on her. “You
came whilst watching me?”

“I couldn’t resist touching myself, Elrond.”

Elrond grinned and rubbed his cheek against her thigh.
“You are a bit of a voyeur, my dear.”

“I never thought watching you being ridden would be so
erotic. Did he please you?”

“You chose well,” said Elrond, chuckling. “He
performed perfectly.” It was an experience he would
always remember – always cherish.

Celebrían licked her lips. “Elrond, if I invited him
into our bed again, would you like that?” 

That question made Elrond raise his head. He made eye
contact with his wife and found that she looked
beautiful – flushed, and still glowing from her
climax. “You really enjoyed watching me!”

“I enjoyed seeing you on all fours and being ridden.”
Celebrían fingered a strand of his hair. “I think I
would love seeing you on your back as well.”

Speechless, Elrond simply searched her eyes. He had
never thought she would embrace this! But she seemed
eager to organize a repeat performance!

“I will count that as a yes, dear.” Seeing his
perplexed expression, she added, “This way we both get
what we want.” She leaned in closer and tasted his
lips, kissing him possessively and staking her claim
again. She might allow Haldir to take her husband, but
Elrond was hers – forever.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Elrond twitched, finding himself sore in the morning.
It had been millennia since he had felt this sweet
ache and contrary to his nature, he was in no rush to
leave his bed and head for his study. Imladris would
certainly survive without him for a day. His hand
moved about, searching for his wife’s form, but then
he realized her side of the bed was cold. His eyes
opened and he searched the bedroom. 

“Good morning, my love.” Celebrían, dressed a rich
velvet morning robe, stood in front of their bed,
carrying a tray filled with several delicious treats. 

“You know me so well,” said Elrond, rubbing his
abdomen, hearing his stomach growl hungrily. 

Celebrían placed the tray on the bed and then sat down
next to her husband, who had pushed a pillow against
the head board and now rested his back against it.
“Sore?” 

Elrond’s right eyebrow inched higher at her tone. “You
*had* to ask, didn’t you?”

“Actually, I did not, seeing you move that slowly
tells me all I need to know.” She selected a
strawberry from the plate and pushed it past his lips.
“How do you fare this morn?”

“I feel sore,” he admitted. “And lazy. I think I will
spend the day in bed.” 

Celebrían chuckled, and moved closer to kiss his
strawberry-flavored lips. “Mind if I join you?”

“I would be delighted.” His fingers caressed her face
and he curled a long strand of her silver hair around
his fingertip. “You still amaze me after all these
millennia. I never thought you would embrace this.”

“I found last night pleasurable,” admitted Celebrían,
trying hard not to blush. 

Elrond groaned as he shifted, but once he had attained
a more comfortable position, his eyes fastened on
hers. “Seeing me in that way aroused you.”

“The two of you were a beautiful sight to behold.” Her
gaze became thoughtful. “I am glad I could give this
to you.”

“I thank you out of the depths of my heart.” But
Elrond realized there was something else – something
she wasn’t telling him. 

Celebrían shrugged her shoulders once. “I would have
loved to touch you – to kiss you the moment you came.”

“Then why didn’t you?”

“This was between you and him. I should stay out of
it.”

Elrond shook his head. “I am yours, my heart. If you
want to kiss or touch me, whatever the circumstance,
please do.”

Celebrían pressed a kiss onto his brow. “Your lover is
about to leave us, Elrond, and I do not know when he
will return to Imladris.”

Elrond’s keen mind immediately deduced that his
mysterious lover must have been one of the fair
Galadhel escorting the Lord and Lady of the Golden
Wood. “I have the most important person close. I have
you.”

“You will always have me.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“That is one cocky grin you have there, brother,”
commented Orophin. He had seen the way Haldir normally
acted after a night of passion and it hadn’t taken him
long to deduce in whose body Haldir had found release
last night. “So, now you finally know what it feels
like to claim a Lord.”

Haldir smiled, but didn’t confirm Orophin’s words. He
had promised Celebrían to be as discreet as possible
and wouldn’t disclose the more intimate details of
last night’s love making to his brothers. 

“Haldir?” Celebrían appeared in the doorway and
gestured for the Galadhel to follow her. 

“Did she join the two of you?” asked Orophin,
intrigued.

“That is something you do not need to know.” Haldir
ignored his brother’s smug grin and followed the Lady
into the gardens. He had wanted to talk to her about
last night and was pleased that she had sought him
out. 

“About last night,” said Celebrían, sitting down on a
bench and waiting for Haldir to seat himself beside
her. “You did well. Elrond was most pleased.”

“I hope I did not leave him sore.” Haldir admired
Celebrían’s delicate facial features, her posture,
even the way she looked at him. If only she would stop
lying to herself, but he had time. 

“You did, but he told me to assure you that he does
not mind. You fulfilled his wildest fantasies last
night.”

“I hope I pleased you as well.” Haldir had seen the
expression in her eyes when she had found release. 

“You did,” she admitted. “And should you ever visit
Imladris again, we would like to invite you to our bed
for another night.”

“I am honored to join you once more, but I do not know
when I will visit Imladris again.” Haldir took her
trembling hand in his and kissed its back. “Please
tell his Lordship that I found him charming and that I
will eagerly serve him again, if that is his desire.”

“It is.” Celebrían felt flushed, finding that the
predatory look that had been directed at her husband
last night, was now focused on her. 

“And my offer still stands, my Lady. If you ever wish
to join us…”

“I am content to watch to two you.”

/For now perhaps, but I wonder what the future will
bring./ Haldir licked the palm of her hand before
releasing it, and then got to his feet again. “I am at
your service, my Lady.”

She watched him leave with desire in her eyes and
suddenly cursed her mother for giving her such bad
advice! /I am confident of our love, mother. Elrond is
mine, as I am his, but… but what about Haldir?/ She
had the distinct feeling that something had happened
between the three of them that had never happened to
Celeborn, Orophin and Galadriel. Somehow, she had
become more than a bystander.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

During the next months, Elrond and Celebrían’s
connection deepened even further. Their love play
became wicked and they found new ways of pleasuring
each other. It was Celebrían’s greatest delight to
slide a finger inside her husband’s body just prior to
her lover finding release and Elrond became more
adventurous as well, admitting to certain desires and
needs. 

But every now and then, when Elrond didn’t know she
was looking, a lost, longing expression appeared in
the gray eyes and Celebrían became painfully aware of
the fact that Elrond longed for Haldir. Elrond would
pretend nothing was amiss whenever she questioned him
and that worried her the most. Elrond was grateful for
that one night, but that coupling had unleashed a fire
within her husband that slowly burned him. And she
wasn’t immune to the fires of that passion either,
occasionally thinking of the way Haldir had thrust
inside Elrond. It had even happened when Elrond had
made love to her. She found this most disturbing, but
at the same time also exciting.

Elrond was still the perfect husband -- the attentive
lover who read every wish from her eyes, but something
was missing. 

Year after year, she watched him in unguarded moments
and when she could take it no longer, she sent a
messenger to the Golden Wood, once more taking control
of the situation, for seeing him so torn pained her.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Elrond joined his wife in the rose gardens one night.
She had stretched on the grass and stared at the
stars, idly running her fingertips down the stem of a
flower. “Love?” He knelt at her side and ran his hands
up her flanks to attract her attention. 

She managed a weak smile and looked him in the eye.
“Tell me, are you happy?”

“Aye, I am.” Elrond leaned in closer and pressed a
butterfly-light kiss onto her lips.

“Why do I feel you are lying?” 

Her words descended onto him like a cold shower. “Why
do you think I am lying?”

Celebrían sat upright and nuzzled his throat before
resting her head on his shoulder. “You long for him.”

Elrond tried to swallow the lump of emotion that
threatened to choke him. “Sometimes,” he admitted, as
he couldn’t lie to her. 

“I have sent for him.”

Her words made his heart thunder madly. Raising her
head, he sought out her eyes. “Why would you do that?”

“We have lived for millennia, Elrond. We are old. Aye,
we love each other and we will always be bond to each
other by a love deeper than most will ever know, but
there is something missing from our lives. Something
new, something exciting.”

His breath caught, listening to her alarming words.
“Do I no longer please you?”

“Oh, love!” She quickly kissed him and hugged him
close. “You please me every night anew, but you cannot
deny that you feel it too.”

“What?” Alert, he studied her body language. She
seemed tired, maybe even listless.

“We long for him.”

It took Elrond a moment to process those words. “We?
Does that mean…?”

“When I invited him to your bed he told me he would be
honored if I ever decided to join the two of you. I do
not know if it will come to that, but I would like to
see you two moving together again.”  

“I believe I understand,” said Elrond, sighing. “I
feel it too, though I have tried my best to repress my
feelings.”

“Don’t. You should have told me instead. I do not feel
threatened by your desire to see him for I wish to see
him as well. I want to watch him claim you. I want to
watch you when he thrusts inside you and maybe I want
to be a part of it. I do not know that yet for
certain.”

“You should find out.”

“I will. He will arrive tomorrow.”

Elrond gave her a thoughtful look. “He is one of the
Galadhel, isn’t he?”

She nodded once. “Do you wish to know his name?”

“Not yet… maybe later.” Elrond enfolded her in a warm
hug. “What is happening to us?”

“We are changing, Elrond, and I believe it is for the
better.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Haldir sneaked into Imladris. A few guards saw him,
but they were doubtlessly under their Lady’s orders to
keep quiet about his arrival and he paid them no
attention. 

When Celebrían’s summons had reached him, his heart
had sped up, beating a more carefree rhythm, for he
had missed the fair couple as well. He had long denied
the truth, in a useless attempt to protect himself
from getting hurt, but the truth was that he had
fallen in love with them – both of them. Elrond had
been breathtaking in his wanton need and surrender and
Celebrían’s loneliness called to him. 

“My Lady.” He bowed deeply to show his respect when
she entered his guest rooms. A guard had taken him
here, far away from the family’s suites and he had
been eagerly awaiting her arrival ever since.
Celebrían was still lovely to him, though she had
clearly changed. Her beauty remained unchanged –
unrivaled – but her eyes echoed loneliness and need.
If he could distract the couple from their troubles,
no matter for how short a while, he would do his best
to please them. “I welcomed your message and hurried
here.”

She smiled in a slow, almost listless fashion. “My
Lord Elrond has need for you again.”

He frowned. “And what about your needs, my fair Lady?”

Her smile grew a little bit more genuine. “This is
about his needs, not mine.” But she knew the lie for
what it was. “I am pleased to see you joined us this
quickly.”

“The Lady Galadriel ordered me to depart the moment
your letter arrived. I rode like the wind.” Haldir
moved closer to her and gathered her delicate hands in
his. “I have thought of Elrond and you many times
during these past few years. I thought of you with
much longing.”

“We felt the same way.” Her voice trembled minutely. 

Haldir used his hold on her hands to pull her close,
and before she could react, he had wrapped her up in a
warm hug. “I hope I am not overstepping any
boundaries, my Lady, but you seem so despondent that I
felt the need to comfort you.” 

She gave in to these mad desires running through her
and rested her head against his broad chest. “You have
grown very bold, Haldir.”

“It is my desire to see you happy that makes me act in
this way, my Lady.” He could tell she was growing
uncomfortable and opted for distraction. “Tell me of
your Lord’s desires.” And by doing so, he would
hopefully learn hers as well.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“He will come to our rooms tonight, my dearest heart.”
Celebrían folded her arms around her husband’s form
from behind and rested her upper body against his
back. “He missed you.”

Elrond was tempted to finally find out his lover’s
identity, but didn’t question Celebrían yet. He had
much on his mind and would make his decisions after
tonight. 

“What did you tell him I desired?” She knew his every
wish, his every need and desire, and he had asked her
to choose the way he would be taken tonight. He wanted
her to be a part of this, but she remained reluctant,
even though he had assured her he wanted her to join
them. 

“I will tell you tonight, my love.” She deeply inhaled
his musky scent, pressing close to him. “I love you,
Elrond Half-Elven.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Elrond trembled with anticipation when his wife tied
the blindfold around his head. He was naked, aroused,
and wondered what plans his mysterious lover had for
him tonight. “Celebrían, you *do* know that I want you
here? Close? Being a part of this?”

She gave him a sad smile, which he couldn’t see. /This
is about you, Elrond. Not me. I’ve already gotten too
entangled as it is./

The door opened and Haldir stepped inside. The
Galadhel had shed his clothes, bathed, and rubbed
scented oil on his skin in an effort to further please
them. Seeing Elrond already aroused, blindfolded and
impatient, he approached the couple. He wished he
could speak, but Elrond would doubtlessly recognize
his voice. Instead, he pressed his body against
Elrond’s, clearly demonstrating his aroused state by
rubbing his lower body against the half-Elf’s
buttocks. His gaze shifted to Celebrían, clad in a
loose fitting dress made of the finest silk. She was a
vision in silver. Her long hair was loose, and danced
against the small of her back. They were both lovely
and he desired her as well as Elrond. 

Celebrían nodded once, indicating Haldir should start,
but when the Galadhel began to guide Elrond toward the
bed, she reacted. “Nay, not the bed. Lay him down on
his desk.”

Elrond’s member twitched with excitement, realizing
she had listened closely when he had told her his
fantasies. 

“Lay him down amidst the papers.” She moved to the
desk as well and sat down on the heavy, oak chair. 

Elrond allowed his mysterious lover to guide him,
though he could find the way to his desk blindly. 

“Do as you please…” Celebrían licked her lips, feeling
nervous and excited. That first time she had watched
them from across the room, but now only inches
separated them, giving it a much more intimate feel. 

Haldir drew in a deep breath, focusing within so he
wouldn’t reach orgasm too quickly. Once he was in
control of his emotions again, he placed his hands on
Elrond’s hips, kneading the skin there. His lips found
their way to the skin of Elrond’s throat and suckled
hard, leaving one passion mark after the other, but
always below the collar. 

Desire and need washed over Elrond and he slid his
hands up the muscled shoulders. Once more it crossed
his mind that this was a warrior who had seen many
battles, for he felt scars beneath his fingertips.
Just who had Celebrían selected for this task? That
question quickly fled his mind, as strong fingers
wrapped themselves around his already leaking shaft.
He bucked, trying to create more friction so he could
reach orgasm, but the other Elf brutally squeezed at
the base of his member, keeping him from coming yet. A
moan, coming from deep within his throat, showed
Elrond’s frustration. “Don’t toy with me.” He needed
him now and he needed it desperately. 

“You heard him. Lay him down.” Her husband moaned and
Haldir panted hard. Their arousals touched for the
first time and a look of determination appeared on
Haldir’s face. They were beautiful, these two. 

Elrond’s feet lost contact with the floor, when he was
lifted and roughly deposited on his desk. Letters,
scrolls, books and reports, they were crushed beneath
him, as the other Elf forced him onto his back. 

Haldir took in the mouthwatering sight Elrond
presented and looked at Celebrían for instructions. 

“There is oil to your right.” Celebrían briefly wished
it was her, being at the center of Haldir’s attention,
but quickly dismissed the thought. She was doing this
for Elrond!

Haldir coated a finger with the oil and then dragged
it over the testes and down Elrond’s cleft until it
settled against the guardian ring, not penetrating the
half-Elf yet. He was tempted to stroke Elrond’s
erection, but realized the half-Elf was much too
close. Elrond would reach completion within seconds.
So, he had to do this a different way. 

Elrond yelped, suddenly feeling a finger breach him.
His legs dangled from the desk and he was at his
lover’s mercy. The fact that he was utterly vulnerable
only excited him further. His head lolled from right
to left and back again, raving madly, and imploring
the warrior to finally take him and to end his misery.


Realizing that Elrond needed him now, Haldir changed
tactics. He lubricated Elrond’s passage and then took
himself into hand, positioning himself. Standing
widespread, he plunged inside without warning, burying
himself to the hilt with one brutal thrust. To keep
Elrond from coming because of the penetration alone,
he squeezed hard at the base of the half-Elf’s
erection. 

Elrond thought he would come right then and there. The
impalement was unexpected and painful, yet also
divine. He kept perfectly still, his body continuing
to reel from the invasion. 

Celebrían’s eyes narrowed, seeing the brutal force
with which Haldir took her husband. Elrond had never
taken her in such a way and she was stunned to see
Elrond squirming and begging for more. “Do you want
him to take you hard, dear husband?”

“Aye…”

“Then tell him.” 

Elrond tried to wrap his cramping legs around the
other Elf’s waist, but he lacked the strength to do
so. That one, sinful thrust had left him trembling.
“Take me… hard… pound into me…”

Haldir guided Elrond’s legs on top of his shoulders.
The half-Elf was now spread wide open and he stared
admiringly at Elrond, who was beatific in his
surrender. He could do nothing less now that the
Elf-Lord had voiced his desires. He set a ferocious
rhythm, plunging in as deep as he could and making
certain he rubbed the half-Elf’s pleasure gland with
each stroke.

Overwhelmed by Haldir’s actions, Celebrían slipped her
hand into the folds of her dress. Aroused, she wished
it was her on the desk, being taken in such a rough
way. Her fantasy fed her arousal and she reached
orgasm much too soon. Her eyes briefly closed in bliss
and when she opened them again Haldir was still
pounding into Elrond and her husband’s face was only a
few inches away from hers. 

Never before had he been taken this roughly, been
possessed so thoroughly, and Elrond met each thrust
enthusiastically. This was his ultimate fantasy coming
true – just one thing was missing. “Celebrían… kiss
me, love.”

But she shook her head. No, this was between Haldir
and her husband. It was one thing to watch and direct
their actions, but it was another to get actively
involved. “Take him faster!”

Haldir obliged at once. His pace became violent and
their brutal coupling made Elrond come hard. The
half-Elf shook over his entire body, finally finding
completion. 

Elrond’s warm cream splashed onto the half-Elf’s
abdomen and Haldir pulled out that instant. His seed
mingled with Elrond’s and he panted hard, finding the
half-Elf was still arching up to meet another,
imaginary thrust. /You denied yourself so much for so
long./ And if it hadn’t been for Celebrían, Elrond
would never have expressed himself in this way. His
eyes met Celebrían’s and he recognized the dilated
pupils – she had found release as well. 

“Back inside… please?” Elrond didn’t know what made
him voice that request. 

Haldir growled, and as he was still hard enough to
penetrate Elrond, he obliged. Once he was nestled
inside Elrond’s tight passage, he grew aroused again,
but this time, he didn’t move. He finally realized
what Elrond needed most – to feel him.

“Celebrían, my love… please…” Elrond extended his
hand, hoping he was reaching for his wife. 

But Celebrían rose from her chair and looked Haldir in
the eye. “Stay that way as long as you can.”

Haldir nodded in understanding and watched her leave.
Looking at Elrond, he saw tears leaking from beneath
the blindfold. Elrond could remove the ribbon whenever
he wanted, but the half-Elf kept it in place. /You
still do not wish to know me. You need more time./
Haldir leaned in closer, gathered Elrond in his arms
and pressed close to him, making certain the half-Elf
felt him nestled deep inside. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Elrond felt confused – lost even. He had long clung to
his mysterious lover, but in the end, the other Elf’s
member had softened and his male lover had been forced
to pull out. The warrior had placed him on his bed,
wrapped him up in warm blankets and had left after
pressing a kiss onto his brow. Now he wanted nothing
more than for his wife to return and explain to him
why she had denied him. 

Elrond removed the blindfold, determined to never wear
it again. Should he meet his male lover again, he
would face him and look him in the eye.

Hours passed by, whilst he remained alone, but then
the door finally opened and he looked up, feeling
hopeful that it was Celebrían joining him. But it
wasn’t.

Haldir, dressed in his Galadhel uniform, hovered near
the doorway. “May I enter and speak with you, my
Lord?” He had wanted to stay out of their private
affairs, but seeing Celebrían walking the gardens with
tears in her eyes, had made him come here. It was time
they talked.

“You?” Elrond immediately understood why Haldir was
here. “It was you, who…” He blushed, recalling how
easily he had surrendered and entrusted himself to the
silver-haired warrior. 

“Aye, I am the one your wife invited into your bed.”
Haldir closed the door behind him and approached the
bed. “You have not bathed yet.”

Elrond’s head was still spinning, now that he knew his
lover’s identity. It was Haldir who had taken him so
roughly. His blush deepened and he lowered his eyes.
“I was hoping my wife would join me.”

Haldir seated himself on the side of the bed. “Look at
me, my Lord.”

Elrond lifted his head and met Haldir’s surprisingly
tender gaze. 

“Do not feel ashamed or embarrassed. I feel honored to
serve you in such an intimate way, and I must say…
your surrender took my breath away.”

Haldir’s words only deepened Elrond’s blush. “I never
thought it was you.” But then again, Haldir *was* the
confidant of the Lord and Lady of the Golden Wood. 

Haldir moved closer and stretched beside Elrond. He
gently rolled the half-Elf onto his side so they were
face to face and ran a fingertip down Elrond’s chest.
“We are warriors, my Lord. I understand your need of a
male, more forceful lover and I believe your wife
understands as well.”

“My wife… Why did she leave?” Deciding that acting
bashful in Haldir’s presence was unnecessary – as the
guardian had already claimed him twice – Elrond
dismissed any false shame he felt. 

Haldir rested his hand on Elrond’s hip and gave the
half-Elf a wistful look. “She thinks you do not really
want her to be a part of this. She believes that this
is between you and me and that there is no place for
her in this bed when I am here. She is making this
sacrifice because she loves you.”

“But I want her here! I told her to join us! To touch
me! I implored her to kiss me!” Elrond shook his head
and closed his eyes. “Haldir, you fulfilled my most
intimate fantasies, but I wonder about the price I
have to pay.”

“There is no price. We only need to nudge her in the
right direction.” Haldir inched closer, enjoying the
feel of Elrond’s skin beneath his fingertips. “You
take this news remarkably well. Did you suspect it was
me?”

Elrond gave Haldir a weak smile. “I gathered it was
one of the Galadhel. I could not be sure it was you,
though. I am honored that you would have me in such a
way.” 

Haldir grinned, smugly. “I enjoyed having you in that
way – twice already. And I hope to have you shortly
again.”

“But my wife…”

“I believe I know the answer… Will you listen to me?”

Elrond nodded his head once. “I will.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Elrond found his wife in the rose garden, seated in
her favorite gazebo. Her swimming eyes told him she
had cried not too long ago, and he grew convinced that
Haldir’s advice was sound. He knew what he had to do.
“Come with me, my heart.” He extended his hand in
invitation. 

Celebrían quickly checked if any tears still showed on
her face, but found the skin dry. “Why?”

“Do you trust me, beloved?” Elrond took a step closer
toward her and offered her his hand once more. “If you
do, take it.”

“I will always trust you.” Celebrían accepted his
offer and placed her hand in his. He pulled her to her
feet and she followed when he guided her back toward
the Last Homely House.

“You chose well,” he said, softly addressing her.
“Haldir is a most attentive lover.”

“You know, then.” A sense of peace settled over her,
now that he knew the truth. 

“I do. He came to me about an hour ago and we talked.”
Elrond opened the door for her and stepped aside to
let her enter the corridor. This passageway led
directly to their chambers and ensured they wouldn’t
run into anyone. 

“I owe you an apology for the way I left…” Her voice
failed her.

“Why did you leave?” He carefully steered her toward
their chambers.

“I wanted to be a part of it, but… I cannot.” She
wondered if she could make him understand. “I do not
belong in that picture.”

“Oh, but you do.” Elrond opened the door to their
rooms and entered with her. Not giving her a chance to
move away from him, he led her into the bathroom. 

Her eyes widened in surprise, finding Haldir there –
naked and with a loving expression in his eyes. The
pool was filled with warm water and the scent of roses
filled the air. “What is all this?”

“You will find out, my Lady, that is *if* you are
willing to stay.” Haldir walked up to her and took her
hands in his, giving Elrond a chance to remove his
robes. 

His heavy robes slipped from his shoulders and Elrond
stepped out of them. Naked, he joined Haldir. His
hands moved to undo the lacing of his wife’s dress and
he easily caught Celebrían’s surprised intake of
breath. 

“What are you doing?” She freed her hands from
Haldir’s hold and her gaze shifted from Haldir’s
seductive form to her husband’s. She almost panicked,
finding him naked as well. 

“I am rendering a mistake we made,” whispered Elrond,
sliding the dress down his wife’s baffled form. “Let
us attend to you tonight.” 

Dazed, Celebrían allowed her husband to guide her into
the pool. But then she realized that Haldir had also
followed them in and now settled at her right side,
whilst Elrond picked up the soap and began to
attentively wash her body.

“You see,” whispered Haldir in a seductive tone, “we
both want you to be a part of this.” Realizing he
needed to go slowly with her, he gathered her silver
hair in his hands and then massaged her scalp before
washing her hair.

She felt dazed, confused, and lost, and yet, strangely
excited. “Elrond, I…”

“Just allow for this to happen, love. It will all fall
into place in the end. I promise.” Elrond placed a
light kiss on the tip of her nose. 

Celebrían felt like losing her sanity, feeling two
pairs of tenderly exploring hands on her body. Her
husband’s hands found their way to her breasts,
massaging them and definitely arousing her further.
Haldir’s lips pressed against her neck, licking and
kissing. Losing her composure, she moaned, clearly
demonstrating her need by pressing close against
Elrond.

“Not here, love. Not yet.” Elrond exchanged a look
with Haldir, and the silver-haired Elf then easily
lifted Celebrían, carrying her out of the pool. Elrond
exited as well and picked up the towels, drying his
wife’s skin. 

Haldir reached for the vial with oil and the sweet
fragrance of forget-me-not drifted through the
bathroom. It was Celebrían’s favorite. 

She swayed, as four hands kneaded her flesh, rubbing
the oil deeply into her skin. It was her husband’s
hands which touched her private parts, and she finally
understood where they planned on taking this. She
wanted to protest, but Elrond didn’t give her a
chance. He picked her up and carried her into the
bedroom where he placed her in the center of the bed.
She quickly scrambled onto her knees, watching him
intensely. “Elrond…”

He heard the warning in her voice, but chose to ignore
it. “I thought you trusted me?” 

“I do, but..” Elrond didn’t allow her to finish that
sentence as his demanding lips locked with her in a
familiar kiss. One hand stroked the inside of her
thigh, whilst the other massaged her breast. 

Haldir’s breathing quickened, seeing them move
together. They were true lovers, perfectly tuned in to
each other’s needs. He sat down on the side of the bed
and then crawled closer on all fours, content to watch
them for now.

Elrond caressed her body with the knowledge only a
long-time lover possessed and quickly had her moaning
in need. “Tell me what you want, my heart. Tell me
your fantasy and we will make it come true.”

For one tiny moment Celebrían panicked, feeling
Haldir’s hand unexpectedly settle against the small of
her back. 

“You went to great lengths to fulfill your husband’s
needs,” whispered Haldir. “Do not deny him now that he
desires to do the same for you.” 

Celebrían felt dizzy, sensing Elrond’s fingers sneak
up her thigh. His agile fingers quickly found her
moist center and had her moaning with desire within
seconds. Her eyes fastened on her husband’s. “Do you
really want to know what I want?”

“Definitely.” 

Elrond kept her on edge with his expert touches and
she craved being penetrated by him – being claimed
like Haldir had claimed Elrond. “Get up behind me.”
She quickly moved onto her hands and knees and looked
expectedly at him. “Take me.” 

Elrond’s mouth had turned dry, seeing her expose
herself so wantonly to him. He moved behind her,
surprised she wanted him to take her in this way. She
was wet with desire and more than ready to receive him
and even wiggled closer, eager for them to connect.
Elrond drew in a deep breath, and positioned himself.
He entered her like he had done a million times before
and when she pushed back, he easily glided inside. She
had always been aroused, but it was different this
time. 

Celebrían closed her eyes in bliss, feeling him slide
home. This felt divine.

“What do you wish from me?” whispered Haldir, moving
closer to her and licking the tip of her pointed ear.

Celebrían decided that if this was a one time affair,
she should make the best of it. “I want you to enter
my husband, Haldir. In the same fashion.”

Haldir’s eyes sparkled with delight. “As you wish, my
Lady.”

Elrond had listened to his wife’s request in
bewilderment. He had never expected her to say that!
As he was still fairly loose from the last time he had
been penetrated, and also sufficiently lubricated, he
wasn’t surprised to feel the blunt head of Haldir’s
member against his guardian muscle. Haldir manhandled
him until he was in the correct position for
penetration and then the guardian sheathed himself. 

“Oh!” Celebrían yelped in surprise, finding that
Haldir sheathing himself caused Elrond to bury himself
even deeper in her body. 

Haldir placed his hands on Elrond’s hips and leaned in
closer. With his nose, he pushed the dark hair out of
his way until he had access to the nape of Elrond’s
neck. Nuzzling the skin there for a moment, his lips
wandered downward, until they found the perfect spot
to bury his teeth in. 

Elrond’s reaction to the bite was to thrust. Celebrían
moved her hips to meet his next thrust and before he
knew it, Haldir’s strokes adjusted to his. 

Celebrían had never experienced anything like this
before. Feeling Elrond inside her in this position
caused one orgasm after another to wash over her, but
then Haldir moved as well, and she thought she would
literally combust with ecstasy. 

The fact that Celebrían’s orgasm caused her inner
muscles to contract drove Elrond insane. And it didn’t
happen just once, but repeatedly. He knew that she was
capable of multiple orgasms, but they had never
followed each other this quickly. That, combined with
Haldir’s forceful and possessive strokes caused him to
convulse with a powerful orgasm. 

Haldir drew blood the moment Elrond reached
completion. Hearing Celebrían’s whimpers of delight
pushed him over the edge and he found release inside
Elrond’s body. He allowed himself to ride out the
waves of delight that coursed through him, but then
his strong arms gathered Elrond and Celebrían close to
him. Relying on his strength, he guided the three of
them onto their sides. Still connected, they lay
there, panting softly and trying to reclaim their
breath. 

Elrond was the first to pull out – gently and slowly
as to not cause his wife any discomfort. But Haldir
was still hard inside him, and Elrond grew motionless
again, waiting for the guardian’s member to soften.

Celebrían turned in her husband’s embrace until she
lay facing him. His eyes were large, sated, and filled
with love. She realized the truth then; there was love
between the three of them. Elrond didn’t love her any
less just because he loved Haldir. Their love
differed. Her right hand snaked up his waist and
reached for Haldir. She managed to rest the limb on
his buttock and her eyes radiated surprise, realizing
he was still inside her husband. “That was… beyond
words.”

“Aye, it was,” confirmed Elrond. Haldir was finally
softening inside him and the guardian pulled out.
Elrond groaned at the loss, but never broke eye
contact with his wife. “Do you understand now? Do you
understand how it is supposed to be?”

Haldir involuntarily held his breath; their future
depended on her answer. 

“This bed is big enough for the three of us,” said
Celebrían eventually. She had finally realized how
things were supposed to be. “I find you fair, Haldir,
and in time, I will accept your touch more easily.”

Haldir’s heart leapt with joy. “It is my greatest
desire to please you in whatever way you deem fit, my
Lady.”

Celebrían and Elrond exchanged a look and it was
Celebrían who voiced their thoughts. “There is no Lord
and no Lady in this bed. It is just the three of us;
you Haldir, Elrond and me.”

Haldir raised his hand and gently caressed her face.
“The way it was supposed to be.”

Elrond nodded to confirm Haldir’s words. “Aye, there
will be no more secrets of the heart between the three
of us. Everything has been revealed.”

Feeling at peace, sated, and cherished, Celebrían
closed her eyes and snuggled up to her husband. A
smile surfaced on her face, feeling Haldir’s arms wrap
her in a second hug. “I am blessed to have the two of
you in my bed.”

Elrond looked at Haldir from over his shoulder. The
Galadhel’s advice to seduce Celebrían had been sound.
There were no more secrets between them at last.


The End
August 2004