Author: Deathangelgw
Author email: deathangelgw@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Tolkien, not me.
Though I wouldn’t mind them! ~_^
Warnings: AU, slight OOC, sap, angst, dark, lemon/lime,
slash.
Pairings: Elrond/Legolas, hinted Erestor/Glorfindel,
Elladan/Haldir, and Elrohir/Rumil
Rating: NC-17
Summary: A time to explore finds new things for a certain
Mirkwood prince
Notes: Who else wants to see Elf on Elf? *cocks an eyebrow
at waving hands* too baaaaaaaad!
Just kidding!! Enjoy! Feedback is much loved and
appreciated!
‘thoughts’
A week of soft smiles and whispered conversation slipped
around Imladris as the Lord and the guest prince were watched with growing
warmth and fondness. Many were the speculations on the relationship, as was wont
for gossip, but none could say for certain. The blond and the Peredhel spent
much time together, speaking softly with equally soft expressions, and the bonds
continued to grow before everyone's eyes.
And yet, none knew of the true depth of such bonds, for
none had seen that moonlit night. The passion and desire simmered beneath the
couple's serene countenance, building still more as each day passed. Yet the two
hesitated, not wanting to endanger the friendship that was building deeply
between them. For, when they looked at each other while speaking, it was not
just with warmth or desire that warmed their eyes for one another…but with love.
But also what simmered beneath their warmth was the air of
uncertainty and doubt. Legolas, especially, felt this out of fear of his
beloved's own family and councilors. The relationship he held with the twins
and Arwen was considered cordial and even congenial, but there was an air of
tension as they each sized the other up. The twins found themselves trusting
Legolas steadily, for he came to them, not in a need for approval, but in
genuine admiration of talents. They in turn also admired the skill that they saw
within the Mirkwood Prince and knew then that their Ada had chosen well.
Arwen was of the same mind, for she saw the gentleness
within Legolas and knew it had already softened her father's heart. But still a
restraint was found in the trio siblings, for, while wanting their Ada to be
happy…they didn't want their mother to be lost.
And thus were Legolas' thoughts as he wandered the gardens
behind the House, Ithil's cool rays coloring his pale complexion with gentle
touches as he gazed at the ground. His eyes came up to look upon the room of
Imladris' Lord and saw a shadow moving behind the lightened drapery. He felt his
heart flutter as he watched Elrond come out, the prince's own form hidden from
view by shadows. Yet, as the young prince watched with held breath, Elrond's
eyes almost came to his shelter unbidden, seeking him out. They held eyes
unknowingly, gazing from light to shadow before Elrond smiled softly and went to
his rooms once more, his maroon sleeping robe flowing behind him in a wispy
trail.
Releasing his breath in a slow sigh, Legolas looked down
again, feeling his cheeks warm with his feelings as well as desire. He jumped as
a soft voice floated over. "You stay in shadows, yet you pine for him all the
same?"
Whirling in surprise, Legolas paled a bit as the silver
haired March Warden of Lothlorien came out of the shadows, his face a careful
mask, yet warm. "Haldir! I…" Trailing off, Legolas bit his lip as his hand
clenched around the pendant he wore. He looked away, troubled at the knowing
look within the elder Elf's eyes.
"Why do you stay here when your heart longs to be with
him?" Haldir asked softly, his voice tinged with curiosity as he stepped closer,
walking slowly around the prince as he kept his hands behind his back. He slowly
scrutinized the silent Elf, contemplating. "Why do you hold back?"
Legolas looked up and locked gazes with Haldir. "What would
you know of holding back, March warden? You, who act so cold to fellow Eldar and
even unto your own heart's desire," he asked softly, voice chilling slightly.
"There is such a thing as restraint and love knows how to
bring that restraint down," Haldir replied coldly, straightening. "And do not
tell me how to conduct myself with my Elladan. He accepts me as I am, as I do
for him and which you should for Lord Elrond," he spat out, eyes like shards of
ice fog.
Cringing visibly, Legolas looked down, his blond hair
sweeping forward to cover his face as he flushed with shame. "Forgive me,
Haldir…I was out of line," he whispered softly. He looked up, eyes filled with
sorrow and fear. "I fear that if I say anything…or do anything…that our regard
for each other will fade," he admitted faintly before looking away in shame.
Coming forward silently, Haldir's face softened as he
placed a hand on the prince's shoulder. "And if you do nothing…then it will
fade," he said gently, smiling slightly as Legolas looked up in surprise. "Have
faith in love…for what it has taught me is that it is ever faithful if it is
true."
Eyes brightening and taking in a new light of
determination, Legolas nodded as he reached up to squeeze Haldir's hand on his
shoulder. He turned and started back to the house, but then stopped and turned
back, gazing at Haldir. "I was wrong about you, March Warden. Perhaps…we can
become friends and know each other better," he said with a hopeful smile
lighting up his pale delicate face.
"I would like that, ernil-taur. I would like that very
much," Haldir replied warmly and smiled gently as he watched the prince run back
towards the house. He turned as well and went back towards Elladan's rooms,
hoping his words had made some kind of impact on the youth.
*~~**~~*
Gazing at the crystal goblet of miruvor he held in his
hand, Elrond stood near his desk. His nightshirt, which was maroon with gold
trim, fluttered faintly with his soft breathing and he looked out at the moon
again. He smiled faintly, remembering the sense of someone watching him as he
had stood out on his balcony. He knew in his heart that it had to have been
Legolas, for no other gaze could warm him as the prince's did.
He looked over, startled, as the door clicked. Eyes
widening with surprise, Elrond gazed at his mind's musings made flesh as the
prince leaned against the door, his pale blue tunic rising and falling steadily
with his erratic breathing from having run inside. Legolas held his gaze, his
blue eyes dark with emotions and desire, making Elrond's own eyes hood in secret
as he held his breath. He placed his goblet down on the desk's corner and gazed
over at Legolas, his kind face creased with a smirk as he appraised the barely
clad Elf.
Legolas returned the gaze, then moved forward swiftly.
Elrond blinked in surprise as he found his arms suddenly around Legolas' body as
the younger Elf pressed close, his face a mere inch away. Soft breaths of warm
air caressed his slowly flushing cheeks as he gazed deeply into the darker blue
eyes before him, searching for the reason of the prince's moves.
Brushing his lips across Elrond's delicately, Legolas
breathed in the scent of the one before him. "Im aníra-le. Im aníra-men sui
min," he whispered huskily, smiling faintly at Elrond's hitch in breath. He
brushed his lips over the lips of the one he loved. "Im…mela le…a im aníra-men
na-naud…uireb." He pressed his lips tenderly to the lush ones before him and
moaned as his mouth was instantly devoured in a hungry kiss. He melted against
Elrond, wrapping his arms firmly around the slender neck as he dug his hands
into the ebony mane.
Breaking the heady kiss slowly, Elrond opened his eyes to
gaze deep into Legolas', both panting softly with desire as their eyes searched
each other. "Na-ten…thenid? Bertha-im hartha-an elei-nin an-le?" he whispered
softly as he brushed a tender hand across a pale cheek, twirling a gleaming
strand of gold around his finger as they leaned their foreheads together.
Smiling brightly, eyes filled with love and desire, Legolas
nodded. "Our dreams…our love…everything. Together. I want us together," he
murmured softly, eyes filling with tears of hope.
"Together…I should like that…very much," Elrond whispered
lovingly as he smiled, caressing the strand he had captured behind a pointed
ear. Their lips met in another deep kiss, becoming more frenzied as they gave
into their love and desire.
Leggings, nightshirt, and tunic fell to the ground as they
moved to the bed, their soft pants and moans of pleasure filling the room with a
tenderness not seen in years in that room. They landed heavily on the bed with
Elrond on top and he began moving his mouth down the slender neck, marking the
fair prince as Legolas writhed beneath his soon-to-be lover. A whimpered gasp
punctuated the air as teeth and a soothing tongue found a hardening nipple,
causing the blond to arch sharply with pleasure. His slender fingers slid into
the ebony waterfall that surrounded his torso and clutched at the strands,
urging for more. He moaned softly, his head falling to the side as the mouth
trailed in a slow wet path to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment as
the other swollen nub.
Bucking in need as slender fingers trailed over his body,
the prince spread his legs, begging softly for more as he gazed down at his
loving Lord. Storm gray eyes locked with his deep blue, both exchanging looks of
pure longing, desire, and love, of which neither had ever seen in their long
lives. Their bonding gaze was broken as the gray was shuttered behind dark
eyelashes and Elrond returned to his ministrations, swirling his tongue in the
depressed navel. He smirked as Legolas groaned loudly, arching in need as he
caressed bow-strengthened fingers through the soft dark mane over him.
Deciding to tease his young love a bit more, Elrond trailed
his lips over the edge of one pale hip, smirking as his nips brought out a
strangled gasp. He pinned the younger Elf with a forearm as he continued to
suckle the sweet flesh, moving down the thigh to the knee. He swiped his tongue
along the inside of his prince's knee, before moving to the other leg and
allowing the torment to increase. He panted softly, turned even harder at
Legolas' whimpering pleas that were muffled. His eyes trailed up to see his love
biting his palm to stifle his cries, chest heaving with the pleasure.
Purring in delight at the decadent sight before him, the
Peredhel slid between his lover's legs and took the dripping member into his
mouth in one move. That proved to be Legolas' undoing as, with a strangled
scream, the prince arched sharply, his body as tight strung as his bow as he
fell over the edge hard. He collapsed to the bed, panting harshly with his
pleasure and the tremors that still teased his body. He watched with hooded eyes
as Elrond licked his lips slowly, having swallowed all that the blond had given
to him in passion.
He moaned with want as his Peredhel gazed at him in hunger,
then crawled slowly up to blanket his recovering love with his powerful body.
They kissed lazily before it began to become hunger-filled and Legolas was soon
arching into the rocking body of his beloved. They broke the kiss, panting
heavily as desire darkened eyes locked.
"Echad-enni, pen-veluien," Legolas whispered as he arched
up slowly, rubbing their members together in delicious friction. "Im iest le
nedh…pathra-enni."
Elrond groaned softly as he closed his eyes, trying to
regain control of his senses. Everything about the young prince threw his life,
heart, and emotions into a most delicious turmoil and he savored the
experiences. He opened his eyes again as he whispered, "Im car-innas sui le iest…sui
anann sui ha no isto na-ammen fael vi pân nad. Hebin nedh i haust sui mae." They
kissed again, passion driving them to writhe together as it whirled about them
in rising torrents.
With a gasp, Elrond swiftly left the bed to grab a vial of
oil that he had put by his bed in hopes for this to finally happened and thanked
the Valar for his foresightedness. He returned to his love and they began
kissing again, hands roaming over the other as they rocked together.
Before they knew what to do, Elrond was inside and they
rocked together slowly, moaning in bliss. Legolas tossed his head, arching his
back as he wrapped his legs around his lover's waist, pulling the Peredhel in
for more. "Saes…saes…boe le, melethen…ad. " he pleaded, gasping as he felt teeth
and mouth run down his slender neck. He brought his head up and they kissed in
rising passion as their bodies moved together.
With a powerful cry, both came hard, arching together as
they met and fell over the edge of passion's ecstasy. They clung to the other as
they collapsed, holding the other tightly as their bodies trembled with their
shared bliss. With naught but a kiss, they drifted off into reverie, holding the
other tightly as Ithil's rays passed through their room on the wind's heels.
TBC…did you REALLY think I was going to end it there??
Translations:
Ernil-taur- forest prince
Im aníra-le- I desire you
Im aníra-men sui min- I desire us as one.
Im…mela le…a im aníra-men na-naud…an-uir- I…love you…and I
desire us to be bound…forever.
Na-ten…thenid? – Is it…true?
Bertha-im hartha-an elei-nin an-le- Dare I hope for my
dreams with you.
Echad-enni, pen-veluien- Prepare me, my beloved (approx)
Im iest le nedh…pathra-enni- I wish you inside…fill me.
Im car-innas sui le iest…sui anann sui ha no isto na-ammen
fael vi pân nad. - I will do as you wish…as long as it is known we are equal in
all things. (approx)
Hebin nedh i haust sui mae. - Keeping inside the bed as
well.
Saes…saes…boe le, melethen…ad- Please…please…need you, my
love…again
