Bound in Light and Power
You couldn't stand to be apart of this farce any longer. Tears streaming down your cheeks, you strode through the masses quickly, yearning for the night air outside that was just beginning to spread. Feeling as if you were trapped underwater, drowning in your guilt, Garion's bloody hand holding you under, the calm of the outside world was just beyond the surface, beyond the threshold of the hall. As soon as the wind brushed your hair you took off, running down the street, gasping for air. The weight of your burden was beginning to be too much. You didn't understand how Halbrand could handle it. But perhaps this might be part of what Galadriel had alluded to last night in the cell. Your husband's time in Arda was almost immeasurable. For someone to witness so much loss over such a great period of time… one would become accustomed to it. Desensitised to grief. But it wasn't as if he felt nothing at all for the lives he had taken, you knew him to be remorseful. You only wished you could cope with it better.
You didn't think you would be able to look on Olwenna ever again.
Soon you came upon a garden, recognising it as one you passed on the way to your home earlier. It had been filled with citizens, children playing, folks walking and talking, and you specifically remembered an elderly couple seated on a bench that overlooked the brook that ran twisting through the grass. Now, it was only filled with the cover of night, still and serene. You wandered over to that same bench, sitting gently down as your tears diminished, watching the moonlight dance upon the water.
It wasn't long before your solitude was interrupted. Light footsteps approached, and you turned to see Galadriel take her place beside you. "I see one thing has not changed. You are still as troubled as you were when we crossed the Sundering Seas."
A small laugh escaped you, acknowledging her truth. "My troubles will never be over it seems. I have everything I've ever wanted and yet…"
"Your spirit has paid a great price." The she-elf spoke sagely, then let your name enter the air. "I do pity you. But not for the reasons you might think. There is a part of me that feels ill, that does not understand why I care for you. I shouldn't. Though… I understand how difficult it can be to fight against the forces that would see you fail. That when you've lived a certain way for so long… even without realising it… it can be impossible to let go what you must."
"What did Halbrand say to you?" you asked, puzzled. She seemed to know more than you had ever revealed to her, that more was mentioned than what your love had told you. "Did he share my past with you?"
"Halbrand has a way with words, as you well know. And he enjoys getting under my skin. He played on my feelings for you, let me see his side through your eyes. You… were just a child… corrupted. Lead astray by a man you thought the world of. Such was the fate of Sauron. And now… you are both here, bound in marriage, king and queen. Proclaiming yourselves on the path to the light. If your destinies... our destinies are so entwined… then letting them manifest is something I should no longer stand in the way of."
You grinned so widely your cheeks began to ache. Galadriel was your ally once more. At last. Without even thinking, you threw yourself on her in a joyous embrace, causing the she-elf to laugh, its beautiful sound echoing into the garden. Your nose filled with the indescribable scent of her golden tresses, sending butterflies whirring within you. Oh how you had missed her. Pulling back from the embrace, she stopped you from moving too far away from her, your faces only inches apart. She let her lithe fingers trace over your crown, studying all its details, before gliding down into your hair, brushing it off your shoulder. Your next action was also one without thought.
You let the gap close between you both slowly, making the softest of touches of your lips on her own. The kiss was tender, warm, and filled with affection. But the spark that ignited within you was unlike any feeling you had ever had. Galadriel released you briefly, wanting to take you in, her right hand cupping your face, her thumb softly grazing your cheek. "Melda tári…" she whispered with a loving smile, before letting her mouth taste you once again. You surrendered to the elf and her light, wanting nothing more than to be held by her.
The sound of satisfied cackling snapped you both out of the blissful moment you had shared. "Oh my ladies…" Halbrand began, rather pleased with himself for some reason. "Don't stop on my account." Suddenly a new kind of guilt rose within you as the realisation of what had just occurred rang true. You had just been unfaithful to your king. Standing immediately, you moved around past the bench to where he stood smirking. "Halbrand I… I don't know what to say."
Instead of cursing you, he kissed you, catching you off guard. "It's alright my love. It's alright. I am not mad." he assured you, placing a caring touch of his lips to your forehead. "I know your dreams. I know your heart. And I know what it desires." Halbrand turned his gaze to Galadriel, who was standing quite still, though eying your husband with much curiosity. "Can you grant it to her?" The she-elf let his question wash over her, saying nothing, her eyes only on you. You felt Halbrand's lips against your ear. "Come, my love." he whispered, his voice filled with sensual ache. Kissing your neck briefly, he took your hand and lead you away, up the road towards your new home. After a few paces, you looked back and saw Galadriel following you both slowly.
In a matter of silent minutes, you were walking up the stairs to your bed chamber, Galadriel in tow. Your mind was racing with the thoughts of what was about to happen or what might happen. Images flashed before your eyes of things, of moments you had long wished for. Were those wishes truly about to come to pass? Once inside your chambers, Halbrand lit the torches on the walls, covering the room in a soft orange glow that made your bed sheets seem as if they were also aflame. You could feel your heart pounding against your bosom, as the two beings you longed for most in this world were both craving you as much as you craved them.
Halbrand sat on the end of the bed, his darkened eyes dancing between the two women before him. Galadriel stepped towards you, locking her smooth hands with yours, searching your eyes for understanding. "Is this what you desire?" she asked, needing confirmation. You let your thumbs stroke her skin as she held you, and smiled at her. "Since the moment I first saw you." The she-elf grinned at your words, letting her mouth collide with yours in a kiss that contained more heat than the one shared in the garden. Releasing her grip you took her face in your hands, enjoying the feeling of her elven skin under your fingertips. Galadriel's kiss was divine, and you did not feel worthy of it. How was it that her lips, her tongue could taste so sweet, so magical?
Hearing a small moan come from Halbrand, you paused your movements and looked over to him. His expression was one of great lust, biting his bottom lip, his breathing heavy. You could see his knuckles whitening as he clutched strongly to the sheets on the bed. Raising a hand out to him, you offered an invitation, wanting him not to witness but to take part. Smirking at you devilishly, he slowly stood and wandered towards you and Galadriel. The moment he reached you, he claimed your lips with his, and you relished the familiar sensation of his tongue in your mouth.
A moment of this passed, and Halbrand pulled away, resting his forehead on yours briefly, before something made him stand upright. Looking down, you saw that now Galadriel was not only clasping your hand, but his as well. You watched on silently as Halbrand gazed longingly at the elf who he prized. His adversary, his equal. Here and now his. Galadriel looked on him with an identical expression, and you came to realise that their bond was deeper than any of you had thought. Halbrand's breathing slowed as she raised a hand to his face, and he closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. "I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this." Galadriel whispered, causing your love to gently kiss her palm.
"Nor do I." Halbrand admitted with a small smile. Your felt your mouth slightly agape at what was transpiring, but though open it was, it was in the shape of a grin. None of this felt real, and yet, it was. You watched on then as your love tentatively leaned down to the she-elf, grazing her lips with his kiss. Galadriel received his touch eagerly, letting it intensify before it could be stopped. You could feel your arousal building in your core at this sight, and suddenly you understood why Halbrand had been sat upon the bed.
Moving behind your husband, you removed his crown, and your diadem, placing them on the desk in front of the vanity just as you had pictured earlier that day. Taking off your shoes, you moved swiftly back to your lovers as their breaths and moans began to fill the room, their hands wandering all over each other. You removed Halbrand's tunic, exposing his muscular chest to Galadriel, who stopped kissing him to take in the view. It was then you stepped next to her, placing fingers delicately on her chin to pull her lips to meet your own once more. Now it was Halbrand at your back, undoing the clasps of your crimson gown, letting it fall to the floor, offering another naked chest for Galadriel to witness.
"You are beautiful." she sighed as she studied your form, watching Halbrand nip at your neck as you stood bare before them both. Galadriel turned her back to you, slipping off her shoes and entreating you to remove her elegant deep turquoise gown. You did so without hesitation, letting the fabric fall gracefully off the she-elf's ethereal body, and you let your hands wander lightly over her pale skin, memorising each and every part of her, soaking in every curve. Pulling her flush against your body, you mimicked Halbrand, and attached your mouth to her neck, taking her breasts in your hands. Galadriel gasped at the feeling, quickly turning her head to connect her lips with yours, desperately craving your kiss.
You then moved one hand behind you, searching for Halbrand's belt buckle, feeling his hardness pressing against his trousers as you did so. Hurriedly undoing it and unclasping his pants you immediately sank your hand beneath the fabric, grasping his length, causing your love to moan loudly. Galadriel then moved herself to face the two of you, and you both rounded on Halbrand, with you wrapping your arms around his head kissing him deeply, and Galadriel finishing what you started by pulling his trousers off completely, and tossing his boots across the room.
The three of you were now all vulnerable to each other completely, three naked beings desiring each other in equal measure. Halbrand couldn't resist, placing a hand on both of your sweetest spots, your wet folds easy for his fingers to glide along. The two of you gasped in harmony at this new touch, with him moving slowly between your clit and circling your entrance. Galadriel took his length in her hand, stroking it tenderly, and you cupped Halbrand's face, watching as he took your thumb between his teeth. You then dragged your fingernails along his skin, down his neck and chest, before moving around to his firm ass which you gave a good squeeze.
It was then Halbrand decided to make use of your new bed. You watched on, gasping, as he removed his hands from yours and Galadriel's wetness, letting each of his fingers teasingly enter his mouth as he savoured the flavour of his two women. Then he forced you both up onto the mattress where you spread out before your king as he hovered over both of your bodies. "Now… who tasted the sweetest… who… shall I devour first…?" he pondered, his tone raspy with lust. "I suppose… it does not matter… for you are both… mine." In an instant, he had spread Galadriel's legs wide, taking her pussy into his mouth. She let out an unstoppable gasp, placing a hand on the back of Halbrand's head, holding him against her, her fingers scrunching his hair.
You couldn't help but touch yourself as you watched Halbrand's tongue work its magic upon her. The way her body responded to his motions, the she-elf was quickly overwhelmed by his affect on her. Though you couldn't watch for long, as you decided to move closer to Galadriel, begging for her kiss, your tongues making contact before your lips could. Your hand was still moving on your own wetness, picking up speed as you moaned into her mouth, deciding thereafter to trace your tongue down her cream coloured skin, lapping up her neck, and grazing your teeth against it. Soon your mouth found its way down to her perfect breasts, and you kissed them all over, sucking on each of her nipples torturously.
In that moment you found your own hand replaced with Halbrand's, as he began to stroke your clit once more, before letting two of his fingers enter you. You moaned against Galadriel's skin, no doubt sending vibrations coursing through her. Galadriel's sounds began to increase, as did your own, and Halbrand, knowing exactly where you were both heading, ceased his movements. You watched as he crawled his way up Galadriel's body, kissing every inch of her he could. The moment he came face to face with her, she used her elven strength to effortlessly flip him onto his back, desiring to be the one in control. The she-elf licked, nipped, and kissed her way down his form, wasting no time in getting to the place she sought.
Her mouth enveloped his hardness completely and Halbrand gasped in ecstasy, eyes rolling back in his head. Moving yourself off and around to the end of the bed, you knelt before Galadriel, wrapping your arms around her thighs as you sank your mouth into her wetness. You smiled as you heard her stifled cry, licking and kissing her folds furiously, savouring the delectable taste of her. Now it was Halbrand who was approaching his release, the rapturous sounds escaping him always your favourite music to hear. Though, in a cheeky method of revenge, Galadriel rose free from the both of you, preventing his climax as well as her own.
"The scales are balanced." she panted, wiping her mouth. Halbrand chuckled, rising up to meet her, crashing his lips against hers. You crawled up to meet them, and Galadriel shifted her kiss to you, whilst your husband latched onto your neck, biting down hard, his fingernails digging into your back. You winced into Galadriel's mouth at the thrilling pain, and she pulled back to survey what had caused this reaction. Her face fell into shock, your eyes staring deeply into hers, as Halbrand's teeth penetrated your flesh, causing a trickle of blood to run down your neck and onto your chest. Your love moved around behind you, clasping his hands on your upper arms, leaning back down and breathing on your wound.
"This… is who we are, Galadriel…" Halbrand spoke, and you noticed the shift in his voice. Not only was it drenched in desire, it was filled with his darkness. With Sauron. "It is who you are… the power I promised you… it is under my control… and my offer to bind you to it still stands…" The way his voice was once again wrapped in malevolence coaxed your own darkness out from the pit in your soul. Pulling Halbrand's hair, you forced his mouth on yours, tasting your blood on his tongue. Once you released him, he immediately returned to your neck, desperate to drink more of you. You stared intently at Galadriel, a wicked grin on your face. "The three of us… bound in light… and in power… there is nothing we cannot do." Your own voice was now twisted in evil, unrecognisable.
Your hand stretched out for the she-elf, her face shifting from shock to confusion to something else altogether. Her expression was of steel, her breathing began to quicken, and suddenly she shot a small smirk at the two of you. Moving her body within your grasp, your hand was on her back as she knelt down before you. The next sensation you felt was her tongue working its way up your belly, and you looked down to see her stop at your chest. Halbrand released you, though his hot breath was still on your neck as he watched with you what Galadriel did next.
The she-elf's tongue met with your blood on your breasts. Her bright blue eyes locked on yours as she dragged it up and along your skin, the red liquid hitting her tastebuds. When she reached the wound, you couldn't see what transpired, but you could feel it and hear it. Halbrand and Galadriel's tongues were colliding with each other as they both drank from your neck. You couldn't help but touch yourself once more, the realisation of their actions on you was almost enough on it's own to make you come undone. This did not last too long however, as Halbrand longed to taste elven blood. With your body in-between them, you watched as your love reached around you to sink his teeth into Galadriel's neck. She cried out in pain that quickly morphed into pleasure, as you let your fingers slip inside her wetness, inside her body. Wetness you craved to taste again.
With Halbrand's bloodthirst sated, you pushed Galadriel down on the bed, immediately resting your head between her thighs, sucking hard on her clit. And as you took one of her breasts in your hands, you felt Halbrand take you from behind, his erection entering your pussy hard and fast. You were moaning into the she-elf now, as she was bucking up against you, revelling in your mouth upon her, her lithe fingers tangled in your hair. Small bursts of pleasure radiated within you upon each thrust of Halbrand's hips, his fingernails digging into the skin where he gripped you. All three of you were moaning uncontrollably now as the bliss was starting to overwhelm your bodies. You knew it wouldn't be much longer before you all came undone, and yet, the pleasure seemed endless, stopping time itself.
Halbrand removed himself from you then, laying down beside you both on the bed. "My ladies… my queens…" he breathed, "Your throne awaits…" Looking over at him, you placed one last kiss on Galadriel's womanhood before the two of you rose up, hunger clear in your eyes. You decided you wanted the she-elf to experience the feeling of Sauron inside of her, so you moved yourself to hover your wetness over Halbrand's mouth, facing down his body. He snickered wickedly before proceeding to devour you, finally tasting the sweetness of you, fulfilling the agonising choice from earlier.
Galadriel took her queue then and straddled your king, lowering herself onto his hard length, and you thoroughly enjoyed the euphoric expression on her face now. Your body jerked a little as you felt Halbrand moan into you, his hands clasping your ass, fingernails digging in once more. You and Galadriel alike began to move your bodies in unison, using your king as an instrument with which to reach the highest of pleasurable peaks. Your hands locked, fingers twined together, steadying your bodies as Halbrand decided to control the pace now for both of you.
With your faces so near, Galadriel closed the distance that remained, and you shared a kiss that felt like one of the greatest of your existence. You still could not believe this was happening, that any of this was real. It was too good to be true. What had you done to be so lucky to receive this kind of love from two beings such as Halbrand and Galadriel? They were pleasuring you, touching you in ways you had only dreamt of. They wanted you, they wanted your body. You were desired. You were loved.
As these thoughts permeated your mind, and combined with Halbrand and Galadriel's tongues upon you, at last, your climax was approaching. And it was the same for the other two, their moans and motions also increasing as they sought their release. Your cries were of unfathomable volume as each of your bodies succumbed to their orgasm finally, and you were blinded by the sheer force of it, seeing nothing but stars. Galadriel and yourself both arched back, gazing at the heavens as each wave of pleasure hit you, and Halbrand's body down below thrusted and jerked until he was completely spent.
Soon you were a pile of sated figures, covered in sweat, still shaking with the after effects of your euphoria. None of you could even move nor speak for what felt like an age. There was nothing left inside of each of you, you had given everything to each other, completely. Bodies, spirit, and power. Eventually, when you felt you had regained enough strength, you untangled yourself from them, sitting up between their bodies to face them as they laid near each other, their heads now on the pillows. They gazed up at you with dreamy eyes, blinking slowly, only now catching their breath. Looking down at your two loves, you placed each of your hands on their cheeks, and you smiled as they responded affectionately to your loving touch.
You wanted to say something but… there were simply no words in existence that could accurately capture any modicum of what you were feeling. Overwhelmed, a single tear slowly crawled down your cheek, and both Halbrand and Galadriel sat up, bringing their faces within inches of yours. They returned your tender touch, and you sighed at their hands upon your cheeks. All that could be done in an attempt make up for your speechlessness was to kiss them. First, Galadriel, the woman you had secretly longed for and thought you would never claim. And second, Halbrand, the love of your life, your king, your husband, the man you would never live without. Then you witnessed them kiss each other, smiling at them, not a pang of jealousy to be found.
Halbrand brushed your sweat covered locks from your face. "I believe it is time for some much deserved rest." You and Galadriel nodded, and the three of you moved yourselves under the covers, your king on your left, the commander on your right. Both of them wrapped around you as you drifted off into the depths of slumber.