Little Lord of the Home: Teaser
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
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15,232
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
4
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Betrothal: Three Months to Go
Three months later…
Lothlorien, 6th of March, T.A. 2528
Haldir was sitting at his desk, studying some papers with a frown. He really needed to finish these before…
“Haldir?” Harry’s sweet voice called from the ground. “I know you are up there. We have dinner with ada and naneth tonight, as well as some of the noble Elves.”
“Almost done,” the blonde Elf replied. “Please do come up.”
Harry’s messy black hair appeared as he climbed the tree of the talan.
“I do not know why we have to go to this dinner,” the younger Elf pouted. “It has been nine months, you know. We should be spending tonight alone.”
Haldir smiled at his little love fondly, and set aside the paperwor with one last glare. He pushed his chair back from the desk, making room on his lap.
Harry quickly sat down, straddling Haldir with a sexy little smirk. He leaned forward for a teasing kiss, drawing back with a coy smile when Haldir tried to deepen it.
“We could always skip tonight…” the little minx purred seductively, squirming sensuously in his lap and wrapping his arms around Haldir’s neck to play with the sensitive hairs at his nape.
Haldir leant forward for another kiss. Harry let their lips touch chastely, and then pulled back with a little smile.
“So we shall stay here?” Harry whispered, bringing their faces closer in a tease.
“You are too tempting,” Haldir groaned. “We have to go to this dinner.”
Harry sighed and reluctantly stood up.
“I am sure they would not even miss us,” he pouted. “Tegalad will be too busy trying to keep all the attention on himself.”
Haldir stood from the chair, straightening out his clothes and his hair. It would not do to appear mussed before the Lord and Lady of Lothlorien, especially if you were mussed from kissing their only son.
“And yet,when you are in the room, not a one of those Elves look anywhere near Tegalad. Their eyes are all riveted on your beauty,” Haldir teased his love, wrapping his arms around that slim waist.
“Their stares are unnerving,” Harry admitted. “I do not like it.”
Haldir nuzzled him affectionately.
“I will be there, my little lord. Perhaps they shall be too busy glaring at me in jealousy to become entranced by your beauty. You will just have to deal with my riveting stare,” the blonde Elf murmured into one pointed ear.
“I like it when you stare at me,” Harry blushed. “I love it when you do more than stare at me.”
“Is that an invitation?” Haldir asked.
“Always,” was the response before their lips met in a passionate kiss.
Haldir pulled back, not wanting to get carried away by the sweetness of his love’s lips.
“We have to go, now,” the blonde Elf murmured, barely a breath away from those full lips. “It is not proper for the son of the hosts to be late.”
“Fuck proper,” Harry growled, yanking Haldir back down for another passionate kiss. “Better yet, fuck me.”
That snapped Haldir out of his lustful daze with a start.
“Three months, my love,” he reassured, running a hand gently through Harry’s silky hair. “And then I will take you any time you want. You will not sit right for months – I have a lot of frustration to work out because of your teasing.”
The green-eyed Elf smirked, imagining just what it would be like once they were married.
“Well, then we best get to dinner. I would not want to make you even more frustrated,” Harry stated happily. “You can glare at all the Elves as they stare at me.”
“I thought we agreed that they would be glaring at me as I stared at you…” Haldir responded, as they exited the talan and reached the ground.
Their conversation was light and teasing as they walked to dinner.
It would be a contrast to the uncomfortable discussions during the meal.
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“Greetings,” Harry and Haldir stated as they entered the dining hall.
All the other Elves were already sitting for the meal, simply waiting for the trays to be carried out.
Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn gave them warm smiles in welcome, taking in their appearance and knowing that the couple had been distracted by more pleasurable activities.
“You are late,” Locien stated flatly as Harry took a seat beside him. “That is very irresponsible of you. The little lord should be more respectful of our guests.”
Haldir sat beside Harry, squeezing his hand lightly to remind him of their surroundings.
“Greetings to you as well, Locien,” Harry responded with a tight smile.
The blonde Elf simply glared and turned to continue his conversation with the Elf to his left.
Harry locked eyes with his naneth. She and ada sat at the head of the table, while he and Haldir were near the middle. Other than the Lady and Lord of Lothlorien, there was no order to the seating.
It is a shame that Harry and Haldir arrived late. He would not have sat near Locien by choice, but the only two adjacent seats available were to the blonde’s right.
“Greetings, Marcaunon,” an Elf with platinum hair and dark grey eyes stated. “I hope you were not troubled on your journey.”
“Oh, it is not that long of a walk, Tegalad,” the smaller Elf responded. “Haldir just distracted me a bit.”
The last comment was aimed teasingly at his betrothed, and Harry was pleased to see his strict Elf with a faint blush across his high cheekbones.
“Yes, well,” Tegalad responded darkly. “I suppose much can be said for young love.”
Harry was uncomfortable under the Elf’s intense gaze.
“Forever love,” Haldir corrected, meeting those eyes with his own. “Three more months until the official ceremony, you know.”
There was a hint of a possessive growl in Haldir’s tone. Harry looked from his blonde to the other, knowing that some sort of silent exchange was taking place.
“Three months is a long time,” Tegalad replied with a smirk. “Our little lord may still return his ring, yet.”
Or actually, the exchange was not so silent. That was a pretty blatant hit.
Haldir visibly calmed himself, realizing the dinner table was not the place for such an exchange.
The other Elves were staring, and they had company from outside Lothlorien tonight.
It would not do to make a bad impression.
“Ada, not the place!” Locien hissed at Tegalad, voicing Haldir’s thoughts.
Father and son exchanged heated glares, and then Tegalad sat back in his chair with a satisfied smirk.
“Let us see if I cannot succeed where you failed, my son,” he murmured quietly.
Haldir did not like the sound of that, as he knew exactly what Tegalad was implying.
Locien had failed to court Harry.
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Author’s Note: I know, another short chapter. But I wanted to get something out for this fic before working more on my others…Let me know what you think, please. ^_^
Lothlorien, 6th of March, T.A. 2528
Haldir was sitting at his desk, studying some papers with a frown. He really needed to finish these before…
“Haldir?” Harry’s sweet voice called from the ground. “I know you are up there. We have dinner with ada and naneth tonight, as well as some of the noble Elves.”
“Almost done,” the blonde Elf replied. “Please do come up.”
Harry’s messy black hair appeared as he climbed the tree of the talan.
“I do not know why we have to go to this dinner,” the younger Elf pouted. “It has been nine months, you know. We should be spending tonight alone.”
Haldir smiled at his little love fondly, and set aside the paperwor with one last glare. He pushed his chair back from the desk, making room on his lap.
Harry quickly sat down, straddling Haldir with a sexy little smirk. He leaned forward for a teasing kiss, drawing back with a coy smile when Haldir tried to deepen it.
“We could always skip tonight…” the little minx purred seductively, squirming sensuously in his lap and wrapping his arms around Haldir’s neck to play with the sensitive hairs at his nape.
Haldir leant forward for another kiss. Harry let their lips touch chastely, and then pulled back with a little smile.
“So we shall stay here?” Harry whispered, bringing their faces closer in a tease.
“You are too tempting,” Haldir groaned. “We have to go to this dinner.”
Harry sighed and reluctantly stood up.
“I am sure they would not even miss us,” he pouted. “Tegalad will be too busy trying to keep all the attention on himself.”
Haldir stood from the chair, straightening out his clothes and his hair. It would not do to appear mussed before the Lord and Lady of Lothlorien, especially if you were mussed from kissing their only son.
“And yet,when you are in the room, not a one of those Elves look anywhere near Tegalad. Their eyes are all riveted on your beauty,” Haldir teased his love, wrapping his arms around that slim waist.
“Their stares are unnerving,” Harry admitted. “I do not like it.”
Haldir nuzzled him affectionately.
“I will be there, my little lord. Perhaps they shall be too busy glaring at me in jealousy to become entranced by your beauty. You will just have to deal with my riveting stare,” the blonde Elf murmured into one pointed ear.
“I like it when you stare at me,” Harry blushed. “I love it when you do more than stare at me.”
“Is that an invitation?” Haldir asked.
“Always,” was the response before their lips met in a passionate kiss.
Haldir pulled back, not wanting to get carried away by the sweetness of his love’s lips.
“We have to go, now,” the blonde Elf murmured, barely a breath away from those full lips. “It is not proper for the son of the hosts to be late.”
“Fuck proper,” Harry growled, yanking Haldir back down for another passionate kiss. “Better yet, fuck me.”
That snapped Haldir out of his lustful daze with a start.
“Three months, my love,” he reassured, running a hand gently through Harry’s silky hair. “And then I will take you any time you want. You will not sit right for months – I have a lot of frustration to work out because of your teasing.”
The green-eyed Elf smirked, imagining just what it would be like once they were married.
“Well, then we best get to dinner. I would not want to make you even more frustrated,” Harry stated happily. “You can glare at all the Elves as they stare at me.”
“I thought we agreed that they would be glaring at me as I stared at you…” Haldir responded, as they exited the talan and reached the ground.
Their conversation was light and teasing as they walked to dinner.
It would be a contrast to the uncomfortable discussions during the meal.
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“Greetings,” Harry and Haldir stated as they entered the dining hall.
All the other Elves were already sitting for the meal, simply waiting for the trays to be carried out.
Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn gave them warm smiles in welcome, taking in their appearance and knowing that the couple had been distracted by more pleasurable activities.
“You are late,” Locien stated flatly as Harry took a seat beside him. “That is very irresponsible of you. The little lord should be more respectful of our guests.”
Haldir sat beside Harry, squeezing his hand lightly to remind him of their surroundings.
“Greetings to you as well, Locien,” Harry responded with a tight smile.
The blonde Elf simply glared and turned to continue his conversation with the Elf to his left.
Harry locked eyes with his naneth. She and ada sat at the head of the table, while he and Haldir were near the middle. Other than the Lady and Lord of Lothlorien, there was no order to the seating.
It is a shame that Harry and Haldir arrived late. He would not have sat near Locien by choice, but the only two adjacent seats available were to the blonde’s right.
“Greetings, Marcaunon,” an Elf with platinum hair and dark grey eyes stated. “I hope you were not troubled on your journey.”
“Oh, it is not that long of a walk, Tegalad,” the smaller Elf responded. “Haldir just distracted me a bit.”
The last comment was aimed teasingly at his betrothed, and Harry was pleased to see his strict Elf with a faint blush across his high cheekbones.
“Yes, well,” Tegalad responded darkly. “I suppose much can be said for young love.”
Harry was uncomfortable under the Elf’s intense gaze.
“Forever love,” Haldir corrected, meeting those eyes with his own. “Three more months until the official ceremony, you know.”
There was a hint of a possessive growl in Haldir’s tone. Harry looked from his blonde to the other, knowing that some sort of silent exchange was taking place.
“Three months is a long time,” Tegalad replied with a smirk. “Our little lord may still return his ring, yet.”
Or actually, the exchange was not so silent. That was a pretty blatant hit.
Haldir visibly calmed himself, realizing the dinner table was not the place for such an exchange.
The other Elves were staring, and they had company from outside Lothlorien tonight.
It would not do to make a bad impression.
“Ada, not the place!” Locien hissed at Tegalad, voicing Haldir’s thoughts.
Father and son exchanged heated glares, and then Tegalad sat back in his chair with a satisfied smirk.
“Let us see if I cannot succeed where you failed, my son,” he murmured quietly.
Haldir did not like the sound of that, as he knew exactly what Tegalad was implying.
Locien had failed to court Harry.
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Author’s Note: I know, another short chapter. But I wanted to get something out for this fic before working more on my others…Let me know what you think, please. ^_^