Notes: Sadly, this one lost its plot somewhere, so don't expect to find one in this chapter. It is just one major love act :-) I hope you will enjoy it ;-)

Chapter 6 - Beloved

The morning sun had already begun to warm the gardens of Minas Tirith, and the excited chatter of countless birds filled the air with a sweet melody. Two little sparrows were sitting on a windowsill, feathers puffed out and basking in the sunlight, occasionally chirping happily at each other.

Behind them in the room, two figures lay peacefully curled around each other. The blond elf had his arms wrapped possessively around the man's middle, his face nestled into the red-brown hair of his lover.

Faramir felt himself drifting on the edge of wakefulness, the comfort of sleep still clinging to his senses, but the sounds of the awakening nature were just too sweet to resist. Slowly opening his eyes, he needed a moment to orientate himself while enjoying the sensation of the arms surrounding him.

Slowly the memories of the previous evening returned, and a brilliant smile stole itself across his features as he realized it had all not just been a pleasant dream. Unable to contain his happiness any longer, he slowly turned around in his beloved's arms, only to discover that Rúmil was still sound asleep.

A deep feeling of love washed through Faramir as he studied his lover's beautiful face. The elf looked wholly innocent when asleep, with no lines of worry to distract from the perfection of his features. The blue of his eyes, now vacant in sleep, could rival the deepest sea, while the fine silvery blond of his hair would probably even cause the moon herself to experience jealousy.

However, the features Faramir's gaze were most drawn to were the full, pouting lips, so soft and inviting and slightly opened...

Feeling magically drawn to those lips, Faramir raised his hand to slowly caress them with the pads of his fingers. He could feel Rúmil's sweet breath, and again memories of last night assailed him, making him remember the feeling of the elf's mouth on his, of those gentle hands caressing his body, making him ache with need.

Faramir shook himself slightly before he could get too lost in his musings. However, his body had already awakened due to the sweet recollections, and he could already feel the first stirrings of arousal wash through him. Faramir shook his head in wry amusement. He had never known himself to be this easily affected by another's presence, and here he was, aroused by a mere memory.

The amusement soon faded, though, as his eyes were once again drawn to the sleeping beauty before him, and he felt a sweet ache in his heart as he pondered just how fast and how deep he had fallen for this ethereal being. Powerless to resist the temptation any longer, Faramir carefully leaned forward and touched his lips to his lover's.

The moment their lips met, a soft moan escaped Faramir as his body became awash with sensation, and within seconds he lost himself in the kiss. Carefully he lowered his body on his lover's, mindful so as not to crush him, but also aware of the greater strength an elven body possessed. Taking advantage of Rúmil's slightly parted lips, he slid his tongue in to explore his lover's mouth just as his hands tangled in the elf's silvery hair, changing the angle and thus causing the kiss to deepen further.

A soft moan and the feeling of hands slowly sliding up his sides made him aware that his lover had obviously awakened due to the sensual stimulation. Breaking the kiss with some reluctance, Faramir leaned back slightly, so he was better able to study his love. Light blue eyes, sparkling with delight and quite a bit of mischief, regarded him for a moment before a seductive smile settled around his sensual mouth.

"What a pleasant way to start the day, my love. I certainly could get used to this," Rúmil said in a still somewhat sleep-roughened voice, his hand meanwhile gently caressing Faramir's face. The young Gondorian's heart almost melted at the love he saw shining from his companion's eyes. For until now there had still been a small bit of insecurity residing inside him concerning the seriousness of the elf's feelings.

Now, however, confronted with the honest adoration shining from his love's eyes, that small doubt was finally laid to rest, while at the same time a burning passion was unleashed inside Faramir. Acting on pure impulse, he gave in to the hunger inside him and took Rúmil's mouth in a possessive kiss.

A small startled gasp managed to escape Rúmil's lips before he was silenced by Faramir's mouth, but oh, he was not about to complain. He had never imagined that such an almost feral side would exist in the usually calm and gentle Gondorian, and he had to admit that he was pleasantly surprised. He would have liked to ponder this new insight further, but as one of Faramir's hands slid down to caress an already hardened nipple, it became hard to hold on to any serious thought.

Faramir was enjoying himself immensely. Now that this last nagging doubt had been removed from his heart and mind, he felt a lightness inside himself he had never experienced before. He was finally able to look inside his own heart, a place he had avoided for far too long out of fear and self-hatred, and it was telling him that what he had found with Rúmil had the potential to outlast any imaginable obstacle. His heart had finally found what it had been searching for all his life, and it was singing with joy within his breast.

A soft whimper from Rúmil brought him out of his reflections, and with a small start he realized that one of his hands had snuck down to the elf's nipple. Grinning inwardly, he put all possibly distracting thoughts aside and concentrated fully on the task at hand.

Breaking the kiss so both of them were able to draw breath again, Faramir then proceeded to place passionate kisses along his lover's throat up to the delicately pointed ear. He carefully took the lobe between his teeth and bit down gently, which caused Rúmil to arch his back while he let out a stifled moan. Deciding that he liked that sound and wanted to hear more of it, Faramir placed butterfly kisses all the way to the tip of the elf's ear. He closed his lips abound the tip and sucked lightly, his tongue caressing the tantalizing bit of flesh. Faramir had known that elven ears, and especially the tips, were extremely sensitive, but the intensity of Rúmil's reaction to his touches still surprised him.

Rúmil had his hands fisted in the sheets as he arched his back, eyes squeezed shut and mouth slightly open, panting. He felt shivers running up and down his spine as the heavenly mouth of his lover worshipped his sensitive ear, and he felt as if he would melt from the pleasure at any moment. For someone who was supposedly quite inexperienced, Faramir certainly knew how to bring him to the heights of pleasure.

Suddenly Faramir increased the suction, and tenderly bit down on the tip of his ear, which caused any remaining conscious thoughts Rúmil might have had to shut off at once, and he moaned while desperately clutching at Faramir's shoulders.

Faramir tormented his lover a moment longer by using his teeth and lips on his sensitive ear, which caused Rúmil to moan helplessly and he began writhing in his lover's strong embrace. Only when the elf's grip on his shoulders started to turn vicelike did he cease his ministrations and leaned back slightly to study his flushed lover.

As he saw how Rúmil gradually struggled out of the sensual haze he had been in, Faramir took a moment to actually be surprised at himself. He had never suspected that such a passionate side could exist inside him, however, there had not been many opportunities to find out about it in the past, he admitted ironically.

So it was all the more surprising now that he was able to let go so completely with a lover he had only known for such a short period of time. Regarding his beloved's stunning features, however, he knew in his heart that it was Rúmil who had brought out the best in him, and who had given him enough confidence to embrace this more passionate side of his personality.

Thus filled of love and passion, Faramir bend down to kiss Rúmil once more, gently this time, and he felt two strong arms wrap around his neck and slender fingers tangle in his hair as the kiss was returned with just as much fervour.

Drawing back after long minutes of kissing, Faramir regarded his glowing lover once more with a teasing smile on his face. "It appears I have discovered one of your special spots. Are all elven ears this sensitive?"

At that, Rúmil chuckles slightly, a clear sound that filled Faramir with incredible joy. "Aye, our ears are one of our most sensitive areas, but there are others which are no less responsive ... as I am sure you will find out yourself," he added with a seductive smile.

Faramir smiled back at his beloved, and he realized that now in this moment, he was happier than ever before in his live. A happiness that had been caused by this wondrous being lying beneath him. Acting on what his feelings were telling him, he bent close to his love again and whispered hoarsely in his ear, "I want to make love to you."

Rúmil's eyes, which had fluttered shut as his lover had bent close once more, snapped open at the softly whispered words, and he regarded his beloved closely, intrigued. He had been aware that great passion was hiding inside the shy young man, but he had not thought that he would assume a dominant attitude so soon in their relationship.

However, one look into Faramir's passion glazed eyes told him all he needed to know, and a flutter of excitement started deep in his stomach, spreading throughout his whole body until he was shivering with anticipation at the notion of being claimed by his love.

Brushing his thumb lovingly across Faramir's full lips, he only had the time for a huskily whispered "Yes" before those sensual lips claimed his once again, and Faramir settled his body more comfortably atop his own.

Since both were still in a state of undress due to last night's activities, there were no clothes that required being shed first, nothing that stood in the way of their passion. There was no need for words as they started kissing and caressing, hands roaming first gently, then with greater longing over bare skin, fisting in long hair, teasing and arousing relentlessly.

Finally they broke apart, gasping for breath, which for Rúmil soon turned into throaty moans as Faramir once more attacked his throat with abandon. Only this time he choose to ignore the elf's ears and instead let his mouth wander downwards to the hollow of his throat, where he dipped his tongue deeply, repeatedly, causing Rúmil to throw his head back to give him greater access.

He did not linger there for long, however, for he was fuelled with a burning need to make Rúmil his, and so he travelled further downwards to his lover's nipples, grazing first one then the other roughly with his teeth, which caused Rúmil to moan steadily and arch his back, trying to get closer to the divine stimulation.

Spending several minutes on the deliciously hard nubs, Faramir managed to work his beloved close to frenzy before he let his mouth journey further to the elf's navel. There he remained for long moments, sucking and licking and pushing his tongue inside repeatedly, which had Rúmil groaning and writhing and clutching the sheets, all coherent speech apparently lost.

Faramir allowed himself a small, satisfied smile at that. Apparently he had found another of his lover's highly sensitive spots, but he did not take the time to ponder this further since the focus of his interest was now so close and he felt unable and unwilling to resist.

Taking a deep breath to quench some of his excitement, he then moved on to Rúmil's already leaking arousal, which lay temptingly close to his lips, and, closing his eyes, Faramir ran his tongue from root to tip in one languid movement. A slightly startled yelp from further up the bed told him that his beloved had not expected his bold movement, and, having gained confidence due to his lover's reaction, Faramir took the head carefully between his lips.

His tongue darted forward cautiously, teasing the slit and thus tasting the elf's essence for the first time. Deciding that the sweet and yet salty taste was to his liking, Faramir teased and sucked the head for a bit longer, much to Rúmil's obvious enjoyment, if the steady moans and whispered encouragements were anything to go by.

Emboldened by the pleasure he was so evidently giving his lover, Faramir gathered his courage and slid his mouth over the arousal as far as it would go. He did not manage to take it all in due to his inexperience in the matter and the fact that his lover was very well endowed, but it was clearly enough because Rúmil almost bent forward in surprise before falling back, his hands fastening in Faramir's red-brown curls.

Amazed that he could give his lover so much pleasure despite his inexperience, Faramir decided to try his best to satisfy his beloved. Using his hand as well as his mouth, he created a combination of stroking and sucking that soon had Rúmil clutching his hair almost painfully, his hips moving in a steady rhythm and his ecstatic groans filling the room. Faramir felt his own excitement mount at the sounds and the knowledge that he was doing this to his probably quite experienced lover. Afraid that he might climax too soon, he reached down to press firmly at the base of his own hardness to smother his own passion somewhat.

That achieved, he concentrated fully on his lover once more, determined to see him lose control due to his ministrations. Speeding up the motions of his hand and increasing the suction, he applied all his skilfulness to bring his lover to the edge. He apparently was quite successful as Rúmil suddenly tightened his grip and begged him to stop in a hoarse voice, warning him that he was about to climax.

But Faramir did not cease his attentions, he rather increased them, and before long Rúmil was thrashing and writhing on the bed, his hips jerking, head thrown back and groaning helplessly. Suddenly a long, almost pained groan escaped him and Faramir felt his mouth being flooded with his lover's essence. He tried to swallow as much as possible of the addictive fluid, but a bit of it was still running down his chin.

Carefully he licked his lover clean before he moved up the bed, unable to keep a small self-satisfied smile off his fate as he watched Rúmil lying there, trying to catch his breath. It took the elf only a few minutes to regain his equilibrium, though, and he soon opened eyes shining with love and satisfaction.

Seeing the small trail on Faramir's chin, he could not resist and sat up slightly until he was able to sensually lick the salty-sweet juice off his lover, Faramir's light beard pleasantly scratching on his tongue.

Faramir had not expected this move from his recovering lover, and it sent a jolt of arousal through his body that went straight to his by now achingly hard erection. He was surprised by the intensity of the reaction and could not suppress a needy moan from escaping him, which caused a brilliant smile to appear on Rúmil's fair features.

Leaning back once again he made himself comfortable. Then, with a teasing grin aimed at his beloved, he spread his legs wide, offering himself plainly to the wide-eyed human.

Faramir was speechless as he watched his lover's breathtaking body spread out so invitingly before him, which was soon joined by amazement as he watched Rúmil's spend member begin to stir once more. Raising unbelieving eyes to meet the elf's light blue orbs, he was met with a teasing sparkle and a mischievous grin.

"I am an elf, Faramir, or had you already forgotten? There are some distinct advantages to our race apart from the immortality and our sage wisdom." At that, Faramir couldn't help but roll his eyes, because he would not necessarily put wisdom and Rúmil in one sentence together. His lover must have followed his thoughts because he pouted prettily for a moment before his expression turned seductive once more.

"Now, I seem to remember you saying something about wanting to make love to me..." Rúmil continued playfully, and Faramir was reminded once more of his aching arousal. Before he could say something, however, Rúmil had already reached out and pulled him firmly on top of him.

Faramir moaned as his hardness rubbed against Rúmil's hardening shaft, and before long they were kissing again, rubbing against each other until the elf was completely hard once more. Rúmil then reached towards the nightstand and retrieved the oil they had used before, and with an inviting smile he handed it to Faramir before he turned on his side to give his lover better access.

Faramir tried to remember how Rúmil had prepared him the night before, and carefully coated his fingers with the slick liquid before inserting first one, then two and finally three fingers into his lover's opening, stretching him carefully until he deemed him ready.

While he put the oil out of harms way after coating his own arousal generously, Rúmil had turned back around to face him, and as Faramir turned to look at him, he opened his arms invitingly. At Faramir's questioning look, he added, "I would like to do it like this. I want to see your face this time when you are in the throes of passion, when you finally claim me as yours."

These words caused Faramir to moan softly, and without further hesitation he slid into his lover's arms. They shared one more kiss, and as they broke apart Rúmil reached between them to gently position his lover at his entrance. Then he gave a slight nod and a smile, and Faramir closed his eyes as he pushed forward carefully, breaching another male's body for the first time.

He did not stop until he was fully sheathed, and only then did he open his eyes again to see Rúmil with an expression of utter bliss on his beautiful face. He appeared to glow with happiness and pleasure, and after he had taken a moment to bask in the indescribably feeling of finally feeling his lover inside him, he opened his eyes as well and looked lovingly at Faramir.

"Make love to me. Make me yours..." came the hoarse request, and Faramir could no more deny him than he could himself. He started to move slowly at first, but as he felt the pleasure rise inside him, his thrusts sped up, becoming long and deep. He felt Rúmil angle his hips slightly, and as he felt his lover tense somewhat and release an ecstatic moan, he knew he had found his beloved's sweet spot.

Keeping the angle, he started driving into Rúmil with greater force, and he slowly felt his control slipping. He knew he would not last much longer, and he wanted to give his beloved as much pleasure as possible. He wanted to see him come a second time, enfolded in his arms. He wanted to watch as the ethereal features contorted in pleasure, pleasure he had brought him.

He felt Rúmil move slightly, and then his lover's lips were close to his ear, whispering to him in encouragement. "Let go, beloved. Do not be afraid, you cannot hurt me. Give yourself over to the pleasure and take me. Please."

At these softly whispered words his control finally snapped, and he sat back slightly, grabbing Rúmil's hips and drawing him further onto his lap. Rúmil grabbed the sheets in his fists and arched his back as Faramir started thrusting harder into him. Faster and faster his movements became until he was panting, sweat dripping off his brow as he drove into his beloved, hitting his prostate with every stroke until Rúmil was moaning continuously, clutching the sheets desperately and throwing back his head.

His hair spread out on the pillow like a halo, and Faramir had never before seen a more beautiful sight. But it was not enough; he needed his lover closer. Bending forward, he gently gathered Rúmil to him and sat back on his heels, taking the elf with him until Rúmil was sitting on his lap, his arms clutching the man tightly.

Feeling himself slipping deeper into his lover, Faramir continued thrusting, both of them moving together in a sensual dance. Both were panting and moaning now and Faramir felt himself nearing climax. He wanted to take his lover with him over the edge, though, so he slid his hand between them and encircled his lover's arousal, stroking it in counterpoint to his thrusts.

Rúmil grabbed his shoulders as he felt himself drawing close to completion for the second time this day, and he leaned back, his hair flowing down his back and his head thrown back in ecstasy. Unable to withstand the tempting sight, Faramir ran his tongue along his lover's exposed throat until he reached the place where shoulder joined neck, and he bit down none too gently.

This additional stimulation drove Rúmil over the edge, and he screamed his pleasure, something he had never done with any previous lover. The feeling of Rúmil's inner muscles clenching around him proved too much for Faramir, and he climaxed as well, spilling himself deep inside his beloved.

They were clinging to each other, shuddering and gasping and finally, as exhaustion took over, they fell back on the bed. Faramir rolled them over slowly so Rúmil was on top, afraid that his weight might crush his lover.

Slowly Rúmil's eyes opened, and he gazed adoringly down at Faramir. "Now I really am yours, and we truly belong to each other," he whispered in a voice heavy with satiation and exhaustion.

Faramir smiled back at him and kissed him lovingly on the tip of his nose. Then he gathered Rúmil close and closed his eyes once more. So they fell into a light slumber once more, still joined together in love.