Title: LotR Advent Challenge
Epilogue: Reunions
Author: Deathangelgw
Disclaimer: They aren't
mine, but damned if I didn't wish that they were.
Warnings: AU, sap, slash
Pairings: Elrohir/Legolas
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Day Twenty Five of
the Advent Challenge-> Love returns to Elrohir’s life.
Beta: none since I want to
get this posted right away, so any mistakes are all MINE!
A/N: This is for an Advent
Challenge that I had posted/taken up. Each day will be a different
person/pairing from LotR. I'd like to thank Iniquity for keeping this up and
wish everyone a blessed Christmas! Enjoy! Please review!
A/N2: Sorry this is late,
but RL and stuff does stall the creative juices.
‘thoughts’
Snow. It was something that
rarely occurred in Valinor, yet now it was falling hesitantly from the heavy sky
to the hard earth. Strange enough to Elrohir's information, Valinor did indeed
have four seasons, but the time frame was very long between each one, giving the
year a twenty month run instead of the twelve that most Elves had been used to.
So, in the time that Elrohir had been in the Golden Land, it had snowed
approximately twenty times, give or take a month or so. And in that amount of
time, one hundred and forty years had passed in Arda. And still no sign of his
beloved Legolas.
Sighing softly, Elrohir
leaned his pale chin on his crossed arms, watching the snow fall forlornly. It
was picking up already, promising to be a good coat to the forest around him.
'Just as I like it…yet it is so empty without Legolas. Oh melethen…I miss you so
much…' he thought sorrowfully as he watched a flake land delicately on his arm
before it melted.
He had come with his brother
and father to Valinor after the destruction of the One Ring, his heart heavy at
the loss of his sister and the parting from his mate. But Legolas had given his
word to Aragorn that he would stay until the human passed on, finding also that
he was not ready to leave Arda for the white shores. And, while he understood
his beloved's wish, it had still been very difficult for Elrohir to part from
his love.
Closing his eyes, Elrohir
drew upon his memory of Legolas to refresh his resolve in waiting. It had been
so long, that some of the memories were fading to his mind's eye. But one he
held to, that of their last night together in the Grey Havens.
Legolas' breathing
quickened as Elrohir moved into him, their skin slapping together as their
bodies thrust against each other in rising pleasure. Arching sharply as he
wailed, the Prince's golden hair flew as his head fell back in bliss, his hands
clutching at Elrohir's hardened arms as he climaxed. Pumping madly into Legolas
as he was squeezed tightly, Elrohir's breathing became more labored before he
arched as well and thrust one last time into Legolas, filling his golden one
with his seed. They collapsed together, holding each other tightly as they shook
from the intensity of their release before their lips met in a gentle kiss. With
that touch, they poured their hearts and souls into each other, making silent
vows to be together soon.
They turned to their
sides, deepening their kiss as they prepared once more to make love as they held
each other close. Leaning back, Legolas smiled softly as he brushed his fingers
over Elrohir's kiss swollen lips. "Wait for me no matter what, Elrohir. I will
find you, rochonen ‘îl…you have my word."(my
star rider)
"I will wait for you, cyllen
aur. I will wait until the end of all things if that is what I must do to be in
your arms again," Elrohir whispered his own vow as he opened his eyes and
straightened slowly. He gazed out at the gathering snow, and then turned to
leave his balcony. (my sunlight bearer)
And stopped in shock as he
saw the figure before him. Standing before him in travel worn clothes and a
brilliant smile, was Legolas. Elrohir found he could only gape as he took in his
love's form with slowly wandering eyes as he stood rooted to his spot, unable to
fathom the reality of his dreams just then. He locked eyes with his love and
nearly trembled at the love and desire he saw smoldering within their jeweled
depths.
Slowly, the golden Prince
stepped forward until he was but a few inches from his mate, his pale hand
coming up to gently caress Elrohir's pale cheek before cupping it. Elrohir
shuddered, taking a deep breath as he leaned into the touch desperately.
Legolas' responding smile sent heat shooting through him as they watched each
other intently. Suddenly, Elrohir's arms shot out, wrapping around Legolas to
bring the younger Elf crashing into his trembling body. Their lips met heatedly,
crashing together in a desperate dance of tongues, mouths, and teeth as they
sought to devour each other in their hunger for the other.
They moved back against the
balcony rail and stopped as Legolas pushed Elrohir onto its marble ledge,
pushing up stiffened cloth to kiss and lap at the heated flesh hidden
underneath. Elrohir gasped and moaned as his hands tangled themselves within
Legolas' golden hair, urging him on before he cried out in pleasure as the hot
mouth found its way to his molten core. He was released from his restricting
leggings and sucked instantly into scorching wetness as Legolas feasted on him
like a starving man. It didn't take long for release to hit the Peredhel and he
clung to Legolas as he trembled from pleasure, unwilling to fall.
Carefully, Legolas gathered
his darkling love to him and walked into the bedroom, hungrily kissing Elrohir
as the Peredhel stripped him slowly of what clothes he had on. He placed Elrohir
onto the bed and stripped away the last of the clothes before their bodies
became one, sliding together in glorious friction as their desire and need
soared. They became one repeatedly, neither sated even briefly as they took
turns taking the other, pushing themselves to the brink and over multiple times
before collapsing together in a sweaty, sticky pile of overheated flesh and
semen.
They kissed lazily,
caressing each other in wonder and love as they just gazed at each other
satedly. Elrohir’s eyes filled with tears as he touched Legolas’ cheek tenderly
before hugging him close. “Tis real! I thought it but a dream! Oh cyllen aur!
You are home with me!” he cried happily through his tears.
“Aye, rochonen ‘îl…I am home
with you. And we shall never be parted again,” Legolas whispered huskily, just
as tearful as he buried himself in Elrohir’s hold. Finally…he was home.
~Fin
