Posted: September 2003
Title: Even Beyond Forever
Author: Iamme
Type: FP Het
Rating: NC-17
Cast: Galadriel/Celeborn
Beta: Alex
Summary: Galadriel and Celeborn make memories to carry them through the Last Alliance.
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The slender figure sat watching the rain fall gently against the dark landscape. She didn’t want him to leave; fear sat cold and hard in her stomach. She turned from the darkness before her. Watching as the Elf Lord prepared for the battles ahead, a feeling of foreboding permeated her senses. She wanted to throw herself down at his feet and beg him to stay, to let the others face the dangers ahead. They had been married but a short time and she was not ready to let him go. Knowing they were separated, the trials and fears they would both face in their absence. She wanted to scream at Arnor not to rise, so this would not come to pass. She knew it was impossible. He could feel her watching him, feel her unspoken fears. He did not want to go, anymore than she wanted him to. Still, duty called to him and he could not shy away from it. Looking up, her lord met her gaze; even though she tried to hide it. She knew the bond they shared would not allow her to hide her feelings from him.

Slowly he walked over, taking her face in his hands, staring into the shimmering blue depths of her eyes. “Do not fear for me, meleth nín, all will be well.” He murmured.

“How can I not, herven? These days are dark. Death…is everywhere."

Celeborn ran his hand slowly down her cheek. "Have faith, Lady of mine, for not even the coldness of the Halls of Mandos can truly separate us. I have too much here to lose. ” He whispered gently as his lips lightly brushed over hers. “I will always be near, no matter the distance.”

Galadriel gasped as she felt a gentle flick of his fingers across her breast, sending feelings of need racing through her as only his touch could.
She swiftly pulled back from his touch, hugging herself in a protective manner.

“Do not torment me so, Celeborn! There is no time for such things.”

The silver figure reached out his hand gently lifting her chin to gaze in to his eyes, eyes that were filled with need, and desire, and fear. “Then you would deny me this memory to comfort me? There will be many long sleepless nights to come! I will need something to carry me through them. I need your love. Do not turn me away, Galadriel!"

She turned to him, silver tears sliding down her cheeks. A firm but gentle grasp pulling her against the warmth of his body. His head lay upon hers as his hand stroked her golden hair. “Do not cry, it breaks my heart to see you hurting.” Lips trailed over her cheeks kissing away the tears, before slowly moving to her lips.

“Amin mela lle, Celeborn.”

A beautiful smile graced his lips. “I have never doubted it.”

"I have never been able to deny you anything, you know this."

"I know…"

With that, he pressed his lips to hers in a heated kiss, claiming her body and soul, his hands slowly sliding the gown from her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet. His body grew hard with need at the mere sight of her beauty.

He lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the bed; laying her down as if he were afraid he would break her. Pulling back, he slowly let his robe drop to the floor in a silent rain of cloth.

Galadriel's breath caught in her throat at the sight of her lord. Every time he was near was as exciting as the first time. She knew that his slender body held more strength than appearances would lead one to believe; she knew how he look bathed in moonlight, and she knew the feel of his arms as they held her in those moments when there was just the two of them and nothing else mattered.

As he approached, she roamed his body with her eyes, from his silver hair resting at the back of his knees, to silver eyes gazing upon her in a heated gaze.

They opened their minds to one another, sharing the love and all the feeling the rest of the world was never allowed to see. A trembling sigh fell from her lips as he lay next to her, fingers trailing over her body as though they had all the time in the world.

If this was to be his last night with her then he was going to make it memorable enough to carry him through even the darkest Halls of Mandos.

His lips found her breast and his fingers explored her more thoroughly than even the first night they had lain together in secret. Galadriel felt as if fire were coursing through her veins. She wanted him inside of her now but Celeborn would not be rushed. His lips touched every part of her body before he settled the weight of his body against hers, his arms wrapping around her body, holding her close as his body pushed forth in to her heat. The pace was slow and loving, they took the time to touch and be touched.

Several times, he brought her to the very edge only to stop before she could tumble in to the abyss. He knew just how command her body, to make her beg, her beautiful ‘please’ music to his ears.

“Saes, Celeborn…be merciful!"

“What would you have me do, my beautiful one? I want to know what it is you need?”

Her hands clutched the blankets until her knuckles turned white, her body shaking, her need almost fulfilled and then he stopped causing her to scream in frustration.

"You know what I need, Celeborn!!"

He leaned in whispering, his breath tickling across her ear making her whimper. "Aye, love I know, but I want to hear it from you, I want to know that only I can do this, that only I can make you feel this way and I will not be forgotten while we are apart."

"I would never forget you, Celeborn. I need you to fulfill me, saes, I beg of you."

He was almost undone by her words alone, as his hips began to roll gently forward. Soon the pace quickened in to a furious dance, hands worked over sweat slickened flesh, lips met in fiery kisses swallowing the moans of passion. They both cried out the other's name as their bodies let go of the need and they fell into each other's arms, bodies quivering from spent desire.

No words were said as he lay there running his fingers through sweat soaked hair, till she slept. Finally he untangled his body from hers and covered her up, placing a kiss upon her brow before dressing and heading out to meet Gil-galad and Elrond.

THE END