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Author: Elvensong
Beta: Tux
Email: [email protected]
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Legolas/Elrohir
Warnings: none
Request: Legolas/Elrohir, Fluff, moonlit stroll through Imladris' gardens
Written For: Juniper
Long have I waited to stand here, to see and touch him. I need to know he is real and that nothing has harmed him, body and soul.
It feels like a thousand years ago since we touched. I remember staying on the balcony, too afraid to go to him and bid a proper farewell as he left with the Fellowship that was charged with saving the world.
My love turned and left that day and since then I have waited. Now, as the moon breaks through the clouds above, I can feel his return from Gondor. He has come to seek me out at last. Gimli, his dear friend, has come to Imladris with him on a journey of all lands, but now my love's sturdy companion sleeps in the guest chambers and the keeper of my heart is alone and waiting, waiting for me. I journey down from my vantage point and slowly approach him. Sensitive ears know of my movement, but he does not yet acknowledge me. With careful movements I enter the gardens where he stands and with perfect grace he turns to face me.
The light of the moon shines off of him, making him appear as a star itself has fallen from the sky. How my heart pounds for him, how my soul sings in his presence. He does nothing but stand there glowing in his own light and staring deep into my eyes. We slowly close the gap and are finally together once more. His eyes seem older and wiser to me now. The events he has seen and been a part of have changed him, but it is a good change. It makes him look at me with more affection than I have ever seen in his eyes before.
His eyes look away and down a path in the gardens - our path. The path we took nearly every night when he would visit. The path we took that last night before he left me to an uncertain fate. Every night since I have strolled down that path alone; sending my thoughts and love to him, hoping that they alone could keep him safe. Perhaps they did some good, that they are some of the reason he stands before me now. I may never know.
We walk quietly for words are unnecessary for the moment. I look at my father's house, now wrapped in a blanket of fall. Time is quickly escaping us. We, who thought time did not matter, are counting the moments left to us. Soon the last ships will sail and the elves shall be nothing more than a legend.
Legolas stops and I turn to look upon him once more. He is smiling at me.
"My Love; how I have waited for this day. Throughout my tests it was your face that kept me going. You that made everything I did worth the sacrifice."
I reach out and gently touched his cheek, "How my heart longed for you when you were gone. I prayed every night, and indeed every day, for you to stand before me once more in this place - our special path."
The Prince sighed, "Yet it is not as it was. Soon there will be nothing left."
"Nay," I say quickly before melancholy can set in, "we shall endure beyond this house, beyond these lands. Our love will live on in the havens." I was startled that I said that so fast, for Legolas did not know of my choice before leaving with the Fellowship. It was still a mystery if I was going to stay or leave.
"So you have decided?" He asks.
I nod, "Aye, I will be with you wherever you go and for as long as you will have me."
We embrace and my body is set on fire by his touch. "I will have you for all eternity, Elrohir, keeper of my heart." He steps away and looks into my eyes, "I would ask you to have me now."
Then he takes my hand and pulls me into the soft grass beyond the path and my excitement grows, thinking of what is to come. It was in this secluded spot that we had first consummated our relationship by sharing ourselves. How I need for us to join our spirits here once more, to feel his soul as I feel his body around mine. The Prince may be a powerful warrior, but when it came to lovemaking he prefers to be submissive, to be taken and relinquish control to the other.
The light of the moon baths the clearing in a soft glow as he leads me to the soft grasses. Surrounding the glade are bushes in full summer bloom, their small flowers adding red and violet to the backdrop of the scene. Spectacular and breathtaking, but for all the natural beauty here, nothing could compare with my Golden Love now bringing me down onto the ground with him.
"It has been too long, Elrohir, my body aches for your touch once more." I was so lost in his eyes that I did not see him retrieve the oil from one of his pockets. Only the feel of the vial snaps my gaze from his blue eyes. The crystal container is beautiful and simple in its design. I set it aside for now; it would be needed later, for the moment I want to bring him pleasure by simple touches and caresses. We have all night and I want to use every second given to us.
My hand leaves his and begins to wonder of its own accord. It travels to his lovely face in order to touch his soft skin. So soft, but belonging to someone of great strength. I touch his cheek and stroke his pointed ear, causing him to gasp and lean into the caress. His ears were always so sensitive to my touch.
Finally, I bring my mouth forward and consume his in a deep kiss. Tongues come together and twist, traveling from my mouth to his and back again. Only the need for air forces us to stop and I take the moment to bring my mouth to his long throat. While I was kissing his heartbeat there I could feel his fingers working my shirt loose. My nipples are pinched and a fire is set off in my groin. I lose all sense of a slow, lingering lovemaking in favor of passion fueled desire.
I push him back and begin nearly ripping his clothes off. His shirt is thrown altogether out of the clearing and his leggings get caught in a tree from my wild throw. He has not been idle this whole time and now we are naked, hard and panting. I push my heated desire against his and moan into his sweet mouth.
"Legolas, I wish I could last all night, but I fear my control is flowing (away from me) like a river and I cannot stop it."
He smiles at me, "Then do not try to stem the flow and do not think that once we have mated (joined) this first time it will be the end of the night."
I had thought I could not be any more aroused, but his words made my erection almost painful in its intensity. With quick motions (With a swift motion) the oil was once again in my hand and I have the cork removed. The viscous liquid flows onto my fingers and I work on preparing him for me.
He lays back with his arms held to the side and his neck arched. The appearance is like a sacrifice made to the heathen gods of old and seeing him spread his legs (for me - don't think you need that) causes me to take a small detour from the warmth of his body.
I bring my mouth down straight onto his shaft and milk his length deep in my mouth. He cries out in surprise and pleasure as I suckle him. My hands work their way under his hips so I can have complete control over my Lover's movements.
"Elrohir," he gasps, "I am going to..."
His thoughts are cut off by my teeth raking delicately along his length. That was enough and I feel the heat of his release as he fills my mouth with his sweet essence.
It is now, when he is in post-orgasmic bliss that I bring his legs above my hips and insert my oiled fingers. Moans began anew and his length is not even allowed to soften for a moment before I began ravishing his body once more.
The secret place deep inside him is stroked and his control is gone.
"Now, Elrohir, I need no more preparation!" He cries. "Please, I can wait no longer!"
I give him a deep kiss, allowing him to taste himself on my tongue. While I have him concentrating on that sensation I plunge into him in one deep stroke.
"Oh, Legolas, you feel so good." I gasp and did not wait a moment before I began the ancient rhythm. His body was so tight and my love for him could almost be felt in the air as we made love in the soft light.
I keep my touch focused on his pleasure point and all too quickly I feel his body tighten around me, milking me as his seed comes forth and covers his stomach and chest. After so much waiting and praying, I allow myself to let go my release comes deep in his body.
We lay there together for a long while, simply listening to each other breathe, as the crickets sing their song to the night. After a few tender moments we began our dance once more, as we will many more times before the dawn's first light comes creeping in the east.
It is the start of a new day and the rest of our lives together.
The End
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