A/N: I feel like I must put this warning up here for this chap since it gets a little hot and heavy at a certain point...and even though it's rated as high as can be...some might not want to read it...I mean in my opinion it's pretty clean compared to other stuff I've written...so...yeah...sorry this new chap took forever to write and post...hope you all enjoy...and I still own nothing...just the few characters that I've created...

The music wasn't loud enough she decided since her thoughts were still audible in her head, so much so that she almost didn't stop for the red light she was damn near under.

"It's just sex…" She said to the empty BMW. "…and he's not that bad looking…" A flash of Legolas frustrated face appeared before her eyes for only a moment before the impatient driver behind her sprung her back to the now green light.

"Not…loud…enough…" She reached for the stereo volume button and pressed the gas.

Legolas couldn't take it anymore; he couldn't shut off his mind when it came to the mess of a girl, named Maria. His heart and his conscience wouldn't allow him to just let her go through with sleeping with that man. No, he had to find her and stop her.

Without bothering to address anyone in the house, he made for the door, taking in the outside world for the first time. Unfortunately, he didn't take into consideration that he knew nothing of their outside world. Taking in a long and deep breath he allowed his kin hearing to take over, trying to pick up any sound that could possibly take him to her.

The heavens cried as she walked towards her fate, the rain covering her with its essence as she stood outside his home. It did little to help sooth Maria's mind, only helped to conceal her tears and hide her pain. She took a shaky sigh, staring from his front door to her car and then towards the street, as if to find someone there to save her from this thing.

With another sigh she wiped her tears before knocking on Jonathon's door. In the matter of minutes he was standing there grinning from ear to ear to find her on the other in.

"So we've come to a decision, have we?"

Maria bypassed him into his place not bothering to even take the time to address him with an answer. She tossed her wet jacket into a corner of the room turning on her heels with her arms folded and began to stare at him with the expression that she always used when conducting business. This is how she decided to deal, to treat it as if it was nothing more than another business transaction.

He moved closer to her, lifting his hand to caress her cheek only to have her stop him, her eye boring holes into him.

"This is it; we do this once and only once. You will never bring this up and will not use this to gain leverage over me. And if you do…I will make sure that you'll be eating your words. Understand? Everything continues as if this thing never happened."

Jonathon looked disappointed at her sudden demands, especially when the ball had never left his court. He took an annoyed sigh, folding his arms across his chest.

"Honestly, you're taking the fun out of this thing. What's the point of even bothering doing this if I can't brag about this later?" Maria rolled her eyes, grabbing her jacket as she made for the door. "Okay…okay, I was just joking." He grabbed her upper arm, turning her to face him again, slowly backing her into a nearby by wall. She cringed at the walls coldness as it touched her bare arms. He put an arm on each side of her, preventing an easy escape. He leaned in, capturing her lips with his own. He had won, she being his defeated prize.

Jonathon broke the kiss, smiling down at her, his hand coming up to trace a path down her middle, undoing buttons as he went. Maria closed her eyes, trying her best not to break down. The sound of him undoing his belt and the zipper of his jeans caused her to hold her breath. This whole thing was beginning to repulse her.

Her eyes burst open at the sudden pain of her wrist being roughly pinned above her by one of his large hands. The other hand disappeared under the hem of her skirt. Maria let out a gasp as he attacked her neck with his mouth, basking in the sound of her resistant moans.

They both jumped at the sound of the door being torn from its hinges, finding a very pissed off elf standing on the other side.

"Legolas?"

"Son of a BITCH my DOOR!"

"Move away from her or you'll have an arrow shoved so far up your arse, you'll be shitting pieces of wood for years to come." He emphasized his point by removing one of his arrows from it resting place, placing the tip of it to the man's throat before he could even finish blinking. "Are you alright?" She nodded her head, not bothering to look up before she fixed her clothes. 'Bloody hell, she's ashamed.'

Legolas anger rose at the pain this man had caused her, pain that she shouldn't have to go through. He shoved the man away from him, clenching and unclenching his fist as he stared at him with so much hate that the darkest of souls would have recoiled in fear. Before he could get a handle on his anger he had punched the guy so hard that he was unconscious before he hit the ground.

Legolas released a breath he didn't know he was holding, slowly turning towards Maria who stared at the unconscious figure in a daze. She jumped at the sudden feel of his fingers on her cheek, guiding her to stare at him and not Jonathon.

"You're okay now." His thumb began caressing her cheek, giving her comfort. She blinked, trying to fight back the tears that wanted to come forth.

"Legolas…I..." He kissed her, he hadn't plan on it but he couldn't help himself to her lips. The whole thing had brought out so many emotions in him that he no longer had control of any of them.

He broke the kiss, making a trail with his lips down her neck. His fingers forgetting his elegance as they clumsily attacked the buttons to her shirt. He almost moaned at the feel of her small hands covering his, the sensation sending a spark through his very being. He removed himself from her neck, gazing down at her. She slowly push him away, smiling seductively as she removed the shirt that had been in his way before pulling him back close to her.

He recaptured her lips, his hands caressing her thighs before disappearing under her skirt to remove the thin material there. A moan escaped him, feeling her hands lose their patients as they tried to remove the only material that lied between them. Legolas guided her hands gentling away from his bottoms, allowing them to caress his chest before settling them around his neck. His hands caressed her thighs again before wrapping them around his middle. He deepened their kiss, concealing her moans of ecstasy.

He broke the kiss, burring himself in her hair and taking in the scent of her that sent him over the edge. He searched again for her lips only to feel something odd poking him in his side.

POKE!

POKE!

POKE! POKE!

POKE! POKE! POKE!

Legolas blinked, only to find Maria gone and him standing on a side walk.

"What.in.the.bloody.hell???"

PPPPOOOOOKKKKEEEE!

Legolas eye began to twitch, staring down to see a stick continuously poking him in his side. His eyes followed the stick until he found a hand attached to it, which was attached to none other than Akiera.

"What in Valor are you doing?"

Akiera laughed nervously, hiding the stick behind her back.
"What…what…are you talking about…I wasn't doing anything with a stick."

"Yes, the bloody innocent always know what the latter party was refering to without actually mentioning anything." Legolas shock his head, combing his fingers through his hair out of frustration. "What are you doing here and why, may I ask, were you poking me with a BLOODY stick?"

"One…the stick isn't bloody because if it was I would have been too busy hiding the body…two, you ran out the house like the road runner on crack…and three, you were kind of out of it…but I didn't want to touch you because you looked a little hot and bothered…and the last thing I need is to get molested by an out of it elf…though then again that wouldn't have been so bad….bbbuuutttt Maria would have been pissed if the neighbors saw…"

"Shut up or the neighbors will be complaining about the dead girl on the lawn." Annoyed and irritated, Legolas headed back towards the house. It was no use now; he wouldn't find her in time.

Akiera followed behind Legolas, continuing her fun from earlier of poking him with it.

"So, where were you going?"

"None of your Business."

"WHERE?"

POKE!

"Buggar off."

POKE!

"No."

POKE!

"ARRGH!"

POKE!