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Celeborn rode aimlessly through the forest. He had known pain and sorrow. Any being who loved lived as long as elves did knew pain and sorrow. But he never knew such emptiness as he did without Galadriel. She was the mate of his soul, not just his body. He needed her to make him whole, to help him remember why long life was to be desired.
His aimless journey led him north to Forlindon. He had needed to go to counsel with Gil-galad for quite awhile, to report on how the southern part of the realm was faring. He felt a bit useless, almost as if Gil-galad allowed his rule as a kindness.
. The march warden stopped him, bidding him pass when he saw who he was. Celeborn rode on, finding that he was actually looking forward to seeing the other elf lord. He said something to Sulpant, his magnificent white stallion, and the horse picked up his pace, running like the wind he was named for toward the home of Gil-galad.
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Gil-galad heard that Lord Celeborn was in Forlindon long before he actually arrived. He would be glad to see him. It had been a long while since Celeborn had ventured up from the south. And he had heard rumors that the other elf lord was not well, that he walked the borders at night and relentlessly rode through the forest during the day. Gil-galad secretly harbored feelings for Celeborn that he dared not to admit, even to himself.
He greeted his guest in the small room he used for his private study. He thought the other elf looked a little pale and wan. The protective urge in him wanted to offer comfort, but he had little comfort to offer. His mantle of responsibility lay heavy on his own shoulders, especially with no mate or family to share it with. Celeborn would never know how grateful he was to have someone he could depend on in the south.
"What brings you north, my friend? Not trouble, I hope." Gal-Galad asked as he poured a bit of wine for his guest.
"No. Just a restless spirit, I fear."
The two sat quietly. Gil-galad drank in the sight of the fair elf lord sitting before him. He had always admired the handsome Teleri elf, but he had become smitten when he chanced upon Celeborn bathing several years ago. He had looked more like a god of the morning light as he bathed in the cool stream than an elf. It had taken all of his considerable will power not to go to the husband of Galadriel, to offer his body, his soul.
And he knew that Celeborn felt that way about his wife.
"She is gone for a long time, my friend." Gil-galad touched Celeborn's arm, a small gesture but he felt it all the way through his body. Celeborn looked up at him, sadness showing.
"Yes, she is. I fear I'm mostly lost without her."
Gil-galad stifled the urge to take this elf into his arms and offer him comfort, offer anything he wanted. Instead he said, "she will return when she is able."
They finished their wine and walked the grounds until they heard the sweet bell that summoned them to dinner. Dinner was simple: meat and bread and honey. Gil-galad watched Celeborn lick a drop of the sweet honey from his full lower lip and had to bite his own lip to keep from gasping audibly
"You must stay with us a few days since you're already here." He had someone show Celeborn to his room so he could freshen up. They met later in his study again for wine and to talk about Harlindon. Gil- galad wanted to hear news of how the southern kingdom fared.
Celeborn was visibly tired.
"We have talked enough this night, my friend. You should rest now." Gil-galad rose from his seat and motioned toward the door.
**
Celeborn was so weary that he could not find rest. He lay instead and thought of his wife, of her soft lips and her embracing arms. He groaned with need as he pleasured himself, his hand moving roughly up and down his swollen shaft. He called her name as semen shot out onto his flat belly. He cleaned himself and stood naked by the window, looking out into the dark night.
He saw the rider. Someone was out in the darkness. He walked out onto the small balcony to the rail. He watched the rider go back and forth, realizing finally that it was his liege on his huge black horse.
**
He stood silently, like an angel of light in the dark night. Gil- galad reigned his horse in and looked up at Celeborn. His pale skin and silver hair were the only lights he saw. Desire so strong it felt like a knife was piercing his skin shot through him. He dismounted and looked up to the balcony. He didn't move, just stood there, staring up at the silver elf. Celeborn saw him.
Gil-galad spoke to his horse, who headed back to his stable. He went inside and straight to the room where Celeborn was staying. The door was open. He walked into the bedroom. Celeborn still stood on the balcony. He went out onto the balcony and stood close behind the beautiful silver-blond elf without touching him.
Celeborn turned around. "My lord, I would not be alone tonight," he finally said in a voice choked with emotion and need. Gil-galad took Celeborn into his arms. He didn't kiss or caress him, just held him for a while. He finally kissed that mouth that he had wanted to kiss for what seemed like an eternity. Celeborn parted his lips.
**
The kiss Gil-galad gave him took his breath away. He felt his knees weaken for a second. It had been a long time since anyone had touched him, kissed him. He knew he craved the company of his wife, but he hadn't know how hungry he was for the touch of another person. He felt his body responding to the incredible kisses that Gil-galad gave him. His heart pounded in his chest and his cock hardened, especially when Gil-galad sucked his tongue. The dark haired elf's hands began to touch and explore the hard planes and muscles of his back and buttocks. Celeborn found himself moving his hips slightly, pressing them against the soft suede of Gil-galad's leggings.
He could feel the other Elf hard against him. He felt behind him until he found the rail and backed slowly up against it, pulling Gil- galad with him. He needed to feel skin against his own. His hands began tugging at Gil-galad's tunic and leggings. He opened the tunic and spread his hands over the other elf's smooth, hard chest. He rubbed tiny nipples to attention before unlacing the elflord's leggings. He slipped his hands inside and touched a hot, blood engorged cock sliding the leggings down far enough that he could rub his own arousal against Gil-galad.
. Celeborn gasped at the contact as did Gil-galad. They both began to slowly grind against each other. They kissed again and again, never daring to even blink lest they miss a second of looking into each others' eyes. Celeborn tugged and pulled at Gil-galad's clothing until both of them stood naked.
"I have wanted you for so long, meleth nin." Gil-galad thrust hard against Celeborn, the friction beginning to push him closer to the edge. Celeborn slipped a hand between them to touch him. The dark haired elf made a sound as he arched into Celeborn's hand. He thrust hard and Celeborn felt hot, thick fluid coat his hand. His own body was aroused almost beyond control now too. He wanted release.
Gil-galad kissed Celeborn's ear, licking and sucking the tip then moving down to bite the tender skin of his neck, leaving marks and kissing lower, tonguing nipples and smiling as Celeborn moaned at the pleasure. Hands and mouth trailed down to the fair haired elf's trembling erection, the hands finally encircling and the mouth enveloping. Celeborn watched and ran his long fingers through long dark tresses, pulling the mouth closer, pushing himself deeper. He filled Gil-galad's mouth with semen, crying out the elflord's name as he did so.
**
When he had licked Celeborn clean, Gil-galad rose to his feet and pulled Celeborn up into his embrace. He kissed him again. "I could love you so easily, my sweet Celeborn." He was surprised when Celeborn turned slowly toward the rail, holding onto it with his hands spread. He didn't have to say a word. The dark haired elf moved closer, licking his hand and wetting his cock with his hand. Celeborn reached back and grabbed Gil-galad's hand, bringing it to his mouth and sucking his fingers, wetting them. Gil-galad slipped one finger into the tight opening and kissed the other elf's shoulder as he did it. Both of them were panting as a second finger joined the first and brushed the tiny gland inside Celeborn eliciting a growl from him.
"Now, Gil-galad!" That was all it took. He moved close and slowly replaced his fingers with his penis. He reached around Celeborn and braced his arms on the rails too. He kissed the other elf's neck and shoulders as he moved, sliding slowly all the way in then pulling out at the same slow pace. He thought that immortality would pale in comparison to this moment. He felt so much more than just the pleasure of his body. This night, this moment, he loved Celeborn with all his heart and all that he was. He whispered his vows of love as he came inside the silver haired elf, letting go the rail to hold him in his arms.
*****
Celeborn did not go back the Harlindon for some time. He found that love isn't finite, any more than life itself. He gave his love and a piece of his heart to Gil-galad. It did not diminish his love for Galadriel, for he found he had room enough for her and for Gil-galad as well.
Gil-galad found that loving Celeborn was the sweetest thing he had known in all his years and he loved the beautiful elflord until his dying day.
~end~
**Sulpant- Windwalker
**meleth nin- my love
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