A/N- Kris honey you wanted it you got it! This chappy was all from Kris'
side comment from 25..here you go everyone:
Chapter 26- Past and Present, Lies and Likings
*She had been looking at him for hours with a hunger in her eyes, her whole gaze telling him that he was a treat she desperately wanted to devour. He had to admit that it was a very tempting idea. She had kissed him during the night once already and he had to admit that he wanted more from those sweet lips. She had waves of crisp golden hair and big blue eyes that drew in whoever she was looking at. But then there was the other one, for the life of him he could not remember her name but he well remembered her curves. She had more body to her then most she-elves did in Mirkwood. Her waterfall of brown hair cascaded over her breasts, just pulling the attention there. The fantasies that he was having about those two was a succulent yet vicious cloud that kept slipping through his fingers.
They were probably escaping him because his lover was beside him. She had come to Mirkwood for the first time since their relationship began and she was having the time of her life with the merry elves of Greenwood. Arwen leaned her head on his shoulder and asked, "Ya dona lle elea?" {Who are you looking at?}
"Maidens who wish to be where your going to be tonight." He quipped giving her a deep kiss and pulling her against him.
A mischievous look came to Arwen's eyes, "How many maidens?"
Legolas' eyes lit up, thinking that they were having a joint naughty idea. He gave her a parting kiss before stalking up to the one with the captivating gaze and taking her hand, making her tag along as he searched for the one that had the curves that his Arwen didn't have. When he found her, he whispered in her ear and she followed as he found Arwen and the group walked back to his chambers.
As soon as the door was shut behind them the blonde one shook off her dress and pulled Legolas against her for a kiss that far exceeded the one she had given him earlier. His mind spun as her tongue dueled with his but before he could get the upper hand of the battle two hands spun him around and the voluptuous brunette pushed off his clothing before wrapping her legs around his waist and taking the tip of his ear in her mouth. The blonde smirked and dropped to her knees, taking him fully in her mouth. He wondered where Arwen was when suddenly he found her, arms snaked around him from behind and lips found his other ear, Arwen at least knew better then the brunette how much the tips of his ears weakened him to women. Before he could comprehend anything he was on his back in his bed and the blonde was strattled across him, he was deep inside her and she was riding him like one normally would a horse. Arwen managed to push the brunette away long enough to claim Legolas' lips for herself and then he savored the kiss far more then before. But soon enough his Evenstar was pushed aside as the brunette spat, "You have him to yourself every night, do share."
The brunette saw the prince's eyes focus themselves onto her breasts and soon Legolas had pulled her close enough to him so that he could capture one in his mouth. She pushed into the contact and allowed his velvety tongue to do all that it desired.
Legolas' shaft and mouth were occupied, but suddenly his fingers felt lazy and he sought out Arwen's body and when he found her fingers that usually petted arrows were petting her warm interior. Then he found his release and the blonde that he was in screamed out his name in ecstasy before he felt her roll off of him and the brunette quickly pulled her breast from her sovereign's mouth before being the next one who had the pleasure of his length. His only contact to Arwen was with his digits but he wasn't complaining as soon the blonde was giving him another kiss with that talented mouth of hers. The brunette was far faster, far harder then the blonde who, he discovered, enjoyed to savor things. The curvier maiden found her release far faster then the first and he followed soon after.
Then Arwen pulled away from his fingers and pushed the other two away and mounted her steed. The blonde was pushed aside by the brunette who soon had Legolas nursing on her breasts as though he were an infant again and the blonde was receiving the full effect of an archer's fingers. Arwen had a style very different from the other two who were both feverish in pace because neither had ever had a prince for a lover but Arwen was used to Legolas and so she toyed with him a bit. Her pace was like that of a wave, during part of her motion she was fast and hard but then she stretched the moment and slowed to near stillness. It drove him mad with wanting more of her then what he had but he was content enough with the attention from the other two.
Then Arwen pushed herself out of him and he would've shouted out in confusion but then she took him fully in her mouth and her tongue played around his pulsing member with such ferocity that he came hard and in her mouth and she lapped up the residue as if it were sugar water. That night Legolas slept with three women in his arms, that morning he did not know two of them who had vanished before he and Arwen could ever wake.
In the morning Legolas woke with a kiss from his lady and without even opening his eyes he flipped her on her back and was in the dominant position, one he had not held the previous night. She moaned deliciously beneath him as he massaged her breasts and made himself ready to be in her again. Soon he was slowly pushing himself in her, he had yet to open his eyes and see her but soon he would find himself staring at her....
She moaned happily at first but then her moans slowly but surely turned to screams of pain and agony and he opened his eyes to see Leyadriel beneath him where Arwen should have been...*
Legolas woke with a start from his odd dream to Leyadriel screaming in pain that came from the blood coming from her throat, there were four scratches as if an animal had clawed her and he quickly sat her up and began to tend to the wounds before she even woke up. She was not screaming as loudly now that she was in his arms but she was still flinching and bleeding and crying. Leyadriel then shuddered tremendously before sinking deeply into his arms. For a moment he thought she was dead, her breathing had slowed to a near stop and her heart rate was barely there.
He shook her slightly, "Leyadriel!! Leyadriel!! Wake up!"
His calls did nothing and she stayed still for long minutes. His heart sank, he could feel a part of him die as he slowly thought, she's dead. Ai Elbereth! She's dead! He realized all that had passed between them, all that had upset her or angered her or hurt her. He had sworn to never hurt her and for the life of him he could not keep the promise.
"Why is it always the one's we love most that we hurt the dearest?" He asked her limp body. A tear fell down his cheek, and his heart shattered to where he didn't think he would ever put it all back together.
'Surely this is my punishment,' He thought, 'I have sworn so many times to protect her and help her and show her only the sweet parts of life and I failed so Elbereth took her away from me..... no! Please no! I will do anything! Anything! I will atone for all every grievance I have caused her if you return her to me!'
He looked at her still body and then felt for her pulse and it stopped....her breathing stopped...and his heart began to fade...
"AHHHHHH!"
Legolas' eyes sharply focused as Leyadriel sat up straight. His dream was fresh on his mind.. Both of his dreams. But he pushed even their memory to the back of his mind as Leyadriel leaned over and cupped her mouth, there was a slit straight across her bottom lip that was bleeding like rapids flow: fast and angrily. He quickly got a cloth and pressed it to the injury as Leyadriel grabbed her wrist, which had been slit. Leyadriel held the cloth to her mouth as Legolas tended to her wrist.
His heart was beating so fast he thought it would explode in his chest. He still felt the horrible pain of his dream, of that fright of having Leyadriel taken from him, and he kept touching a part of her to assure himself that she was alive and as well as could be expected. She noticed his slight panic and cupped his face in her hand.
"Mani naa ta, Legolas?" {what is it?} She asked though the sentence was slightly muffled.
"Kai, ta kai." {Nothing, its nothing.} He replied nuzzling his face into her hand just to feel its warmth, its life, its pulse, "Im ikotane hiraetha, Leyadriel." {I'm so sorry.}
"Mankoi?" {Why?}
"I have not made your life easy for you and for that I am sorry." He gazed into her eyes and she smiled.
"You do not hurt me, mellon." {friend.} She replied, "You keep me grounded on this earth."
"I should be letting you soar with the stars." He said as she gently pulled her hand away from his face.
She pulled the cloth away from her mouth and flinched slightly, "How does it look?"
It was beginning to stop bleeding but was still an ugly mark, "It may scar over."
Leyadriel lower her gaze to the floor and sadly muttered, "It would not be the first."
He saw her despair and make her look at him, "Nothing can mar your beauty, Leyadriel. Nothing. You will forever be so enchanting and desirable as you are, no matter what happens to you that shall never leave you."
Tears of joy were behind her eyes as she looked into his own gaze, mesmerized by his words. She put a hand on the front of his tunic and pulled him toward her, whispering, "Show me I'm beautiful."
The fear of loosing her was still fresh in his mind and at that moment his promise to Elbereth outweighed his oath to Aragorn. He fell on top of her gently and gave her a feather light kiss over her wounded lips, so as not to hurt her. She pushed into it and traced the inside of his lips with her tongue. She felt his hands travel from her hips to her breasts before coming up to cup her neck and keep their contact strong and unyielding. A drop of blood from her lip gave Legolas a shock of bitterness but her hands came up and gently massaged the tips of his ears, preventing him from backing away from her. Her legs came up and curled around his hips and he wanted her, he wanted her so desperately but then the sun rose and its bright light flooded their tent and as it crept onto his bed they both paused as if they had been caught. Then Leyadriel pulled Legolas back down and continued to torture him, then he took dominance and pushed his kiss against her sharply and she moaned from under him. He was savoring her, loving every second of this but knew it was forbidden..then a soldier cleared his throat loudly, "My Lord, it is dawn. Shall we prepare to leave?"
"Dawn of the second day already?" Leyadriel asked flushed with her actions.
"You slept soundly all of the rest of the night, the morning, the day and well into the night Leyadriel." He told her as he untangled himself from her and stood up calling, "Yes, ready the horses."
Legolas did not have time to even turn around nor consider what to do before Leyadriel was beside him pressing another heated kiss to his lips. She pushed her whole body against him but he gently pushed her away, breaking the kiss gently, "The dream is over Leyadriel, tis the morning now."
Leyadriel thought angrily, 'Every time we grow closer he pushes me further away.' Then she spoke, "And we wouldn't want a dream to be remembered, would we?"
"N'uma," {No} He said with a pained heart, silently cursing his promise to the Gondorian King, "We wouldn't want that, pen mir." {little jewel}
She turned sharply and whistled Du-amrun over to her before mounting the horse with the ease of an expert before taking off at trot to await the rest of the troops to ready themselves.
A/N- sorry, that may have been a little confusing. Basically he had two dreams and then he woke up. How's that for punishment, Kris?
Chapter 26- Past and Present, Lies and Likings
*She had been looking at him for hours with a hunger in her eyes, her whole gaze telling him that he was a treat she desperately wanted to devour. He had to admit that it was a very tempting idea. She had kissed him during the night once already and he had to admit that he wanted more from those sweet lips. She had waves of crisp golden hair and big blue eyes that drew in whoever she was looking at. But then there was the other one, for the life of him he could not remember her name but he well remembered her curves. She had more body to her then most she-elves did in Mirkwood. Her waterfall of brown hair cascaded over her breasts, just pulling the attention there. The fantasies that he was having about those two was a succulent yet vicious cloud that kept slipping through his fingers.
They were probably escaping him because his lover was beside him. She had come to Mirkwood for the first time since their relationship began and she was having the time of her life with the merry elves of Greenwood. Arwen leaned her head on his shoulder and asked, "Ya dona lle elea?" {Who are you looking at?}
"Maidens who wish to be where your going to be tonight." He quipped giving her a deep kiss and pulling her against him.
A mischievous look came to Arwen's eyes, "How many maidens?"
Legolas' eyes lit up, thinking that they were having a joint naughty idea. He gave her a parting kiss before stalking up to the one with the captivating gaze and taking her hand, making her tag along as he searched for the one that had the curves that his Arwen didn't have. When he found her, he whispered in her ear and she followed as he found Arwen and the group walked back to his chambers.
As soon as the door was shut behind them the blonde one shook off her dress and pulled Legolas against her for a kiss that far exceeded the one she had given him earlier. His mind spun as her tongue dueled with his but before he could get the upper hand of the battle two hands spun him around and the voluptuous brunette pushed off his clothing before wrapping her legs around his waist and taking the tip of his ear in her mouth. The blonde smirked and dropped to her knees, taking him fully in her mouth. He wondered where Arwen was when suddenly he found her, arms snaked around him from behind and lips found his other ear, Arwen at least knew better then the brunette how much the tips of his ears weakened him to women. Before he could comprehend anything he was on his back in his bed and the blonde was strattled across him, he was deep inside her and she was riding him like one normally would a horse. Arwen managed to push the brunette away long enough to claim Legolas' lips for herself and then he savored the kiss far more then before. But soon enough his Evenstar was pushed aside as the brunette spat, "You have him to yourself every night, do share."
The brunette saw the prince's eyes focus themselves onto her breasts and soon Legolas had pulled her close enough to him so that he could capture one in his mouth. She pushed into the contact and allowed his velvety tongue to do all that it desired.
Legolas' shaft and mouth were occupied, but suddenly his fingers felt lazy and he sought out Arwen's body and when he found her fingers that usually petted arrows were petting her warm interior. Then he found his release and the blonde that he was in screamed out his name in ecstasy before he felt her roll off of him and the brunette quickly pulled her breast from her sovereign's mouth before being the next one who had the pleasure of his length. His only contact to Arwen was with his digits but he wasn't complaining as soon the blonde was giving him another kiss with that talented mouth of hers. The brunette was far faster, far harder then the blonde who, he discovered, enjoyed to savor things. The curvier maiden found her release far faster then the first and he followed soon after.
Then Arwen pulled away from his fingers and pushed the other two away and mounted her steed. The blonde was pushed aside by the brunette who soon had Legolas nursing on her breasts as though he were an infant again and the blonde was receiving the full effect of an archer's fingers. Arwen had a style very different from the other two who were both feverish in pace because neither had ever had a prince for a lover but Arwen was used to Legolas and so she toyed with him a bit. Her pace was like that of a wave, during part of her motion she was fast and hard but then she stretched the moment and slowed to near stillness. It drove him mad with wanting more of her then what he had but he was content enough with the attention from the other two.
Then Arwen pushed herself out of him and he would've shouted out in confusion but then she took him fully in her mouth and her tongue played around his pulsing member with such ferocity that he came hard and in her mouth and she lapped up the residue as if it were sugar water. That night Legolas slept with three women in his arms, that morning he did not know two of them who had vanished before he and Arwen could ever wake.
In the morning Legolas woke with a kiss from his lady and without even opening his eyes he flipped her on her back and was in the dominant position, one he had not held the previous night. She moaned deliciously beneath him as he massaged her breasts and made himself ready to be in her again. Soon he was slowly pushing himself in her, he had yet to open his eyes and see her but soon he would find himself staring at her....
She moaned happily at first but then her moans slowly but surely turned to screams of pain and agony and he opened his eyes to see Leyadriel beneath him where Arwen should have been...*
Legolas woke with a start from his odd dream to Leyadriel screaming in pain that came from the blood coming from her throat, there were four scratches as if an animal had clawed her and he quickly sat her up and began to tend to the wounds before she even woke up. She was not screaming as loudly now that she was in his arms but she was still flinching and bleeding and crying. Leyadriel then shuddered tremendously before sinking deeply into his arms. For a moment he thought she was dead, her breathing had slowed to a near stop and her heart rate was barely there.
He shook her slightly, "Leyadriel!! Leyadriel!! Wake up!"
His calls did nothing and she stayed still for long minutes. His heart sank, he could feel a part of him die as he slowly thought, she's dead. Ai Elbereth! She's dead! He realized all that had passed between them, all that had upset her or angered her or hurt her. He had sworn to never hurt her and for the life of him he could not keep the promise.
"Why is it always the one's we love most that we hurt the dearest?" He asked her limp body. A tear fell down his cheek, and his heart shattered to where he didn't think he would ever put it all back together.
'Surely this is my punishment,' He thought, 'I have sworn so many times to protect her and help her and show her only the sweet parts of life and I failed so Elbereth took her away from me..... no! Please no! I will do anything! Anything! I will atone for all every grievance I have caused her if you return her to me!'
He looked at her still body and then felt for her pulse and it stopped....her breathing stopped...and his heart began to fade...
"AHHHHHH!"
Legolas' eyes sharply focused as Leyadriel sat up straight. His dream was fresh on his mind.. Both of his dreams. But he pushed even their memory to the back of his mind as Leyadriel leaned over and cupped her mouth, there was a slit straight across her bottom lip that was bleeding like rapids flow: fast and angrily. He quickly got a cloth and pressed it to the injury as Leyadriel grabbed her wrist, which had been slit. Leyadriel held the cloth to her mouth as Legolas tended to her wrist.
His heart was beating so fast he thought it would explode in his chest. He still felt the horrible pain of his dream, of that fright of having Leyadriel taken from him, and he kept touching a part of her to assure himself that she was alive and as well as could be expected. She noticed his slight panic and cupped his face in her hand.
"Mani naa ta, Legolas?" {what is it?} She asked though the sentence was slightly muffled.
"Kai, ta kai." {Nothing, its nothing.} He replied nuzzling his face into her hand just to feel its warmth, its life, its pulse, "Im ikotane hiraetha, Leyadriel." {I'm so sorry.}
"Mankoi?" {Why?}
"I have not made your life easy for you and for that I am sorry." He gazed into her eyes and she smiled.
"You do not hurt me, mellon." {friend.} She replied, "You keep me grounded on this earth."
"I should be letting you soar with the stars." He said as she gently pulled her hand away from his face.
She pulled the cloth away from her mouth and flinched slightly, "How does it look?"
It was beginning to stop bleeding but was still an ugly mark, "It may scar over."
Leyadriel lower her gaze to the floor and sadly muttered, "It would not be the first."
He saw her despair and make her look at him, "Nothing can mar your beauty, Leyadriel. Nothing. You will forever be so enchanting and desirable as you are, no matter what happens to you that shall never leave you."
Tears of joy were behind her eyes as she looked into his own gaze, mesmerized by his words. She put a hand on the front of his tunic and pulled him toward her, whispering, "Show me I'm beautiful."
The fear of loosing her was still fresh in his mind and at that moment his promise to Elbereth outweighed his oath to Aragorn. He fell on top of her gently and gave her a feather light kiss over her wounded lips, so as not to hurt her. She pushed into it and traced the inside of his lips with her tongue. She felt his hands travel from her hips to her breasts before coming up to cup her neck and keep their contact strong and unyielding. A drop of blood from her lip gave Legolas a shock of bitterness but her hands came up and gently massaged the tips of his ears, preventing him from backing away from her. Her legs came up and curled around his hips and he wanted her, he wanted her so desperately but then the sun rose and its bright light flooded their tent and as it crept onto his bed they both paused as if they had been caught. Then Leyadriel pulled Legolas back down and continued to torture him, then he took dominance and pushed his kiss against her sharply and she moaned from under him. He was savoring her, loving every second of this but knew it was forbidden..then a soldier cleared his throat loudly, "My Lord, it is dawn. Shall we prepare to leave?"
"Dawn of the second day already?" Leyadriel asked flushed with her actions.
"You slept soundly all of the rest of the night, the morning, the day and well into the night Leyadriel." He told her as he untangled himself from her and stood up calling, "Yes, ready the horses."
Legolas did not have time to even turn around nor consider what to do before Leyadriel was beside him pressing another heated kiss to his lips. She pushed her whole body against him but he gently pushed her away, breaking the kiss gently, "The dream is over Leyadriel, tis the morning now."
Leyadriel thought angrily, 'Every time we grow closer he pushes me further away.' Then she spoke, "And we wouldn't want a dream to be remembered, would we?"
"N'uma," {No} He said with a pained heart, silently cursing his promise to the Gondorian King, "We wouldn't want that, pen mir." {little jewel}
She turned sharply and whistled Du-amrun over to her before mounting the horse with the ease of an expert before taking off at trot to await the rest of the troops to ready themselves.
A/N- sorry, that may have been a little confusing. Basically he had two dreams and then he woke up. How's that for punishment, Kris?