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Ok, this is a warning that there's sexual content and strong language in this chapter.
Chapter 28 - Bonded
How could it be possible for anyone to be so beautiful? To have hair that was brighter than the blinding white of the sun, and to have eyes that were such a transparent shade of blue; able to pierce your very soul with just one glance, and yet, not be a God, or something? It just didn't seem right. No one should be this perfect, should they?
But Legolas was. To Lynwen, in that exact moment, he was the most perfect creation that she had ever laid eyes upon. And here he was, lying next to her in her bed, after one of the most passionate nights that they had ever shared together. Her stomach was uncontrollably doing somersaults as she gazed down at his sleeping form with a stupid big grin spread across her face.
His eyes were wide open, but mistily glazed over as he continued to sleep through his deep reverie, his breathing low and level. This had actually been something that had scared Lynwen witless years ago; when she had first discovered Legolas lying motionless with his eyes wide open. Elrohir had always slept with his eyes closed, and so, in all honesty, her initial thought at that time was that Legolas had been dead. But after he had explained to her that it was normal for most elves to rest in this way, Lynwen had quickly gotten used to seeing him sleeping like this. In fact, she decided at this very moment that it was the perfect way for him to sleep, because this way, she was still able to gaze into those amazing and loving eyes of his!
Lynwen inwardly laughed to herself, as she sheepishly acknowledged how giddy she was feeling as she looked down at him. How was it possible to feel so alive after only a kiss? Because that's all that had happened between them last night; a kiss. Albeit, it had been a passionate and intensely heated kiss, but still just a kiss nonetheless. They hadn't had sex, nor had they been intimate in any other sexual nature. But despite this, Lynwen still felt like they had connected physically, somehow.
Legolas' eyes began to clear of their mistiness suddenly, telling Lynwen that he was beginning to wake up. And for the first time in all the years that they had shared a bed together, Lynwen felt nervous. What was he going to say? Was he going to see her and instantly regret their kiss? Were things forever going to be weird between them now?
Legolas blinked a couple of times as his eyes slowly came into focus. He took a moment to take in his surroundings before his scanning eyes landed on Lynwen. She was propping her upper body up with her elbow as her head rested in the palm of her hand, looking down at him with an apprehensive expression on her face. And it was an expression that had Legolas suddenly feeling a little anxious.
"Hey." He said in a quiet voice, a small nervous smile adorning his face.
"Hey." Lynwen replied in a voice that matched Legolas' nervousness, as she too, forced a polite smile on her face.
Then, silence.
That incredibly awkward and uncomfortable silence filled the room while weighing down on them like a thick fog that couldn't be ignored. And for a number of painful moments, all they could do was to scan their eyes nervously around the room, before landing on each other again.
But the way in which they both suddenly opened their mouths and began speaking at the exact same time, had them both laughing with slight embarrassment, which immediately took some of the tension out of the room.
"I'm sorry," Legolas said through his smile. "Please, you first."
Lynwen looked at him for a number of seconds as she tried to decide what it was that she wanted to say, exactly. She took a deep breath to try to steady her nerves. "Do you regret it? Last night, I mean."
Legolas immediately sat upright and turned to face her. "No, of course not." He said without hesitation.
Lynwen exhaled as she turned her head away, aimlessly staring at a spot on the bed covers as she allowed the relief to calm her a little.
"Do you?"
She turned her head to face him again at hearing his question, seeing that he was looking at her with sheer panic etched into his features, as his eyes rapidly searched hers.
"No, I don't regret it." Lynwen said quickly, seeing that his persona instantly relaxed at hearing her words. But for Lynwen, this wasn't enough to ease her worry. Neither of them might have regretted it, but what did it mean for the two of them now?
"What's wrong?" Legolas asked.
Lynwen sighed as she looked back at him. "I'm just… I…"
Legolas reached out and took a hold of her hand, trying to give her the reassurance to find her words and continue on. But his gentle caress of her fingers, only had Lynwen staring down at their joined hands in confusion.
"What does this mean, Legolas?" She asked him, gesturing to their hands. "I mean, what happens now?"
Legolas squeezed her hand a little. "Whatever you want, Lynwen." He said, unable to hide the apprehension in his voice and the hope in his eyes. "Anything you want."
Lynwen just looked at him. What was it that she wanted to happen now? She couldn't deny that it had felt truly wonderful having Legolas laying on top of her last night, kissing her in a way that made her heart race out of control just by even thinking about it! But did she want him in that way? Did she want to take the next step with him, forever ruining their meaningful friendship in the process? And what about Elrohir? She still loved him, she couldn't deny that. The kind of love that she had held for the black-haired Lord all these years, couldn't just be eradicated from anyone's heart that easily, for those feelings had been far too powerful. But could she ever move on from what he did to her? She doubted that she would ever be able to forget seeing Elrohir with that slut, with that memory still burning holes into her heart, even now. But maybe in time, she could learn to forgive him? Maybe in time, their relationship could reconcile and go back to how it once was? Oh, how Lynwen had prayed for that to happen over the past number of months. But her reluctance to trust in Elrohir again, had prevented her from taking him back. But she desperately wanted to be able to trust in him again. She desperately wanted to be able to banish that horrible memory of him screwing that elleth, firmly out of her memory. She missed him so damn much, and she greatly wanted things to go back to how they had been, eight years ago, when life had been simple and carefree, and she and Elrohir had had a promising future ahead of them.
"Lynwen?" Legolas gently called out to her, snapping her out of her thoughts.
Lynwen looked at him then. Truly looked at him. Here was a guy who had always been there for her, no matter what. Legolas had always gone out of his way to please her, ensuring that he always put her happiness before his own. He had always been nothing but kind, caring and sincere to her in all the years that she'd known him, and for that, she loved him deeply. But could she see herself with him as anything more than a friend? Honestly, after last night, her answer would be a definite yes! Last night had opened up a whole load of amazing feelings, emotions and possibilities for the two of them. But what about him? What did Legolas want? Lynwen wanted to hear his views first, being far too scared to put her fragile heart on the line, just in case Legolas shot her down.
"Well, what do you want after last night?" Lynwen quickly turned it back around on him.
But Legolas didn't hesitate for a single second as he looked directly into her eyes. "I want you, Lynwen." He said, scooting towards her a little more as his hand kept a firm hold of hers. He looked down to their joined hands, contemplating his next words. What he felt for her was eating him up inside, and he just needed to get it out, even if she ended up rejecting him afterwards. Hell, after last night, he knew his soul was doomed, regardless, so what did he have to lose? He looked back up to her face, and stared directly into her eyes. "I'm completely and utterly in love with you, Lynwen." He suddenly declared, his voice pained. "I've always loved you. Since the very first time I ever laid eyes on you out in the forest of Mirkwood, my heart was yours. Ever since your petrified-looking eyes met mine that day, my heart belonged to you." He looked down at their hands again, his demeanour looking somewhat deflated. "And my heart will forever be yours, Lynwen, whatever you decide." He finished off quietly.
Lynwen gulped hard at hearing his declaration. She honestly had not been expecting this. Had he seriously been in love with her this whole time? For all these years? Her best friend?! The thought actually made her a little sad. She knew first-hand how painful it was to pine for someone who wasn't there for you. For her, it had been Elrohir she had pined for, for eight whole years. But for Legolas, it had been her?
Lynwen stared at their conjoined hands, too, for a number of stunned silent seconds. "I had no idea." She eventually whispered in shock. "Why didn't you say anything, before?"
"How could I?" Legolas asked, his voice sounding strained. "You were in love with Elrohir, and well, I was just your friend."
Lynwen's heart ached for him in that moment, causing her to scoot towards him, too, forcing their bodies to touch. "You've always been more to me than just a friend, Legolas. You're a huge part of my life, and I love you dearly."
"But not in the same way that I love you, though." Legolas responded simply. He looked up and met her stunned-looking face as he forced his mouth into a small smile. "It's ok, Lynwen. You don't have to say anything. I know that you still feel for Elrohir, and well…" He let go of her hand and ran his fingers through his hair in an exasperated manner. "… well, I… I don't know what I was thinking. I shouldn't have said anything." He began to get up off the bed. "And I apologise for putting you in an awkward position."
Lynwen didn't know what to do. She still loved Elrohir deeply but, deep inside her heart and soul, she knew that she loved Legolas, too. How fucked up was this? To be in love with two guys at the same time? It was so fucked up, that she didn't really want to admit it to herself. But Legolas was moving up off the bed, and she was afraid that if she didn't stop him now and tell him how she really felt, then she might miss her chance.
"I love you, too!" She quickly blurted out, causing Legolas to stop in his retreat from the room and turn back around to face her. He was now standing on the floor to the side of the bed, looking down at her a little nervously. And the scepticism in his eyes was evident, as he continued to remain silent and await for her to continue.
Lynwen got up on her knees and moved across the bed so that she was kneeling directly in front of him. She didn't want him to leave, but didn't know what she should say. Yes, she knew now, after the night that the two of them had shared that her feelings for Legolas were nothing but deep, unconditional love. And the fact that he felt the same way about her, should've made this an easy decision. So what was stopping her from taking that step across the border from friendship to relationship, with him? Why was she so reluctant, and scared, even, to take that leap?
But she didn't have to search her brain long to find the answer to those questions. Elrohir. He still had such a strong hold over her heart, making her feel so completely and utterly torn, right now. Deep down, buried underneath all her anger and hurt, she had secretly always hoped that there would be a chance for her and Elrohir to rectify their relationship, somehow. But if she took this leap with Legolas, then that chance with Elrohir would probably be lost, forever.
But looking back at all the years she had known Legolas, she knew for certain that a future with the Mirkwood Prince would be filled with nothing but love, compassion and happiness. But despite this, she just wasn't sure if she was ready in herself, just yet, to so willingly hand over her fragile heart to anyone right now. What if she ended up getting hurt again?
But the lonely and empty void in her body that had plagued her for months now, was crying out for companionship. She was desperate to fill that hollowness in her soul, wanting nothing more than to feel loved, again.
She sighed as she looked down at the mattress, wishing that these millions of conflicting thoughts battling around in her head didn't make her brain hurt so bloody much!
Legolas slowly reached out his hand and caressed her cheek, softly stroking her cheekbone with his thumb. He could clearly see the indecision and confusion in her face, even feeling her anxiety coursing through his own body. He wasn't an idiot. He knew how much she had been in love with Elrohir for all of those years, and feelings like that didn't just go away. But…
"Lynwen…" Legolas spoke quietly, causing her to look up at him. He exhaled long and hard while dropping his arm to his side. "I don't expect you to ever feel for me, like what you felt for Elrohir…"
Lynwen immediately opened her mouth to protest, but Legolas raised his hand in a gesture to silence her.
"Please, Lynwen. Just… let me finish."
Lynwen closed her mouth and slowly nodded her head in agreement, patiently awaiting him to continue.
Legolas took another long deep breath as he tried to ready himself. This was it. This was his chance to convince Lynwen why she should be with him, instead. He just hoped that his declaration wouldn't be futile, and that she would still just end up rejecting him afterwards. And his heart literally ached at that last daunting prospect.
He looked into her eyes with genuine intensity, firmly trapping her in his stare. "Lynwen. What I said before, is true. I love you completely, and I always have. You've truly captured my heart over the years, and all I want in life is for you to be happy." He reached out his hand and took a firm hold of hers, never breaking the penetrating eye contact. "And I want you to give me a chance, Lynwen. A chance to prove to you that I can, in fact, make you happy. I would gladly dedicate my life to ensure that yours is full of joy, and free of worry, hurt and pain. I will stop at nothing to make sure that you have everything that you could possibly want, even if it means fighting a thousand armies, alone, I would gladly do it. For you." He brought her hand up to his chest, resting it against his heart. "And I will spend every waking moment of my life, loving you, Lynwen. I will make sure that you never feel lonely or unloved, ever again. You have my heart, and you have my love. And you always will, have."
Lynwen couldn't contain the smile that spread across her face at hearing his words. Did he really just say all those things? Legolas?! Lynwen's stomach was uncontrollably lurching with love and excitement at what her best friend had just promised her. Her best friend had just promised her everything that she could possibly want in her life, and it felt truly amazing. But was he still her best friend? Or was he now something more? Well, at that particular moment, after hearing his declaration - which she knew to be genuine - Lynwen definitely wanted more. The guy whom she had become so incredibly close to over the past eight years, and whom she cared for so much, was now offering her his unconditional love. He was offering her everything that he had, everything that he was, and she would be a fool to walk away from that. All she had to do was to love him in return, which she already did. But, what if he was to betray her, like Elrohir did? She wasn't sure that she would ever be able to get over that if it happened to her again.
"Lynwen. I promise you that I will never hurt you." Legolas implored, as if reading her thoughts.
Lynwen looked up at him, finding herself smiling again at the way in which he was always able to read her so easily. She wanted to believe him, really she did, but her trust wasn't so easily won, nowadays.
"Lynwen." Legolas said. "You have my word. I would rather die than be the cause of your hurting. I swear that to you."
Lynwen looked into his desperate-looking eyes, feeling his worry radiating off of him in waves. Legolas had been nothing but kind, sincere and loving towards her in all the time she had known him, so how could she possibly doubt his word?
She slowly started nodding her head as her smile widened, causing the look in Legolas' eyes to change from desperation to hope, and then from hope to pure elation.
"Is that a yes?! You'll give me a chance?! You'll give us a chance?!" He asked a little ecstatically, causing Lynwen to laugh a little.
"Yes. It's a yes." She finally clarified with a beaming smile.
Legolas immediately broke out into a huge smile, too, as he excitedly wrapped his arms around her shoulders and brought her into his chest. "You won't regret this. I promise you that." He said into her hair, his grip on her tightening, before he then pulled back from their embrace. He looked down at her with such warmth and devotion as his huge smile remained spread across his face. He moved both of his hands and placed them on the sides of her head, taking a moment to just gaze at her. Here she was, the woman whom he loved more than life, itself, and she was finally his. The woman who he would happily die for and spend the rest of her life devoting himself to her, entirely, was now his girl.
He leant down towards her, slowly closing the gap between them as his smile faded, and his lips softly met with hers. They both closed their eyes as they kissed each other a little hesitantly at first, before they then both found their confidence and began kissing each other with meaning. But the kiss still remained incredibly soft and slow as they tenderly brushed their lips against one another's, sensually breathing in each other's air as they took their time tasting one another.
And after only a few moments they slowly pulled apart again, and looked into each other's eyes.
"We're really doing this, aren't we?" Legolas asked excitedly.
Lynwen smiled back at him. "We're really doing this." She stated in response, inciting another grin from Legolas before he immediately leant back down and kissed her again.
But after only a number of seconds, Lynwen abruptly pulled away as her need to speak surpassed the romantic moment they were sharing in.
"But, Legolas, we have to keep this a secret." She breathed against his lips a little frantically. "No one can find out about this."
Legolas looked back at her for a number of seconds in silence, studying her. "You mean, Elrohir can't find out about this." He simply stated in a low tone, with an unreadable expression on his face.
Oh crap, was he angry? Had Lynwen just started their first ever lovers' tiff after only a few minutes of them being a couple?
But he was right. All Lynwen cared about was the possibility of Elrohir finding out about them. Even though he had shunned her the night before, she knew deep down that the discovery of her and Legolas in a relationship would simply break him, and Lynwen loved the Rivendell twin too much to put him through that. And he and Legolas were good friends, too, and Lynwen didn't want to be the cause of a falling out between them, either.
Ugh! Either way, it was going to be a very unpleasant experience if or when Elrohir found about this. Wait. 'If'. That was the word that began to fill Lynwen with hope. Maybe Elrohir never needed to find out about this? Maybe she could forever keep this relationship a secret from him?!
But reality soon set in after she quickly realised how idiotic she was being. Of course Elrohir was going to find out about this. It was just a question of, when?
Legolas sighed, but still kept a grip of the sides of Lynwen's head. "Lynwen, he's going to find out about this, sooner or later…"
"But not now." Lynwen interrupted with a panicked tone.
"Do you want me to talk to him?" Legolas asked gently.
But Lynwen's eyes grew wide at his offer. Had Legolas gone mad?! Was he really going to approach Elrohir and say 'Hey, yeah, you know that girl that you were with, the one who you're still madly in love with? Well, yeah, she's with me now.'
"Oh Eru, no Legolas! He'd probably kill you!" Lynwen started shaking her head at the horrifying thought. "No, it has to come from me." She said plainly. "But, I just don't think now is the right time."
"Is it because you're not entirely sure about us?" Legolas asked doubtfully.
But Lynwen quickly responded as she placed her hands on top of his. "No, Legolas. I am sure about this. I love you…"
"But you love him, too."
Legolas' icy statement sent a chill down her spine, as she looked at the cold way in which his eyes were boring into her. Shit, he really was pissed off, wasn't he? And all she could do was to look back at him, not really knowing what to say to that.
But Legolas immediately let out a heavy sigh as he looked down to the floor, breaking his icy stare. "I apologise, Lynwen. I understand how difficult this must be for you."
Lynwen looked at him a little sceptically. Did he honestly understand? Or was he just saying that to avoid an argument? It was really difficult to read him, and something that she had never mastered even after being so close to him for eight years.
"I will tell him, Legolas." She implored, as her grip on his hands tightened. "But, just when the time is right."
Legolas nodded his head in understanding but kept his eyes to the floor.
"Hey." Lynwen said softly as she placed one of her hands on the side of his face, trying to get his attention. "I love you, Legolas. And I want to be with you. Ok?"
Legolas raised his eyes from the floor and looked into hers. By the Valar she was so beautiful, and his heart soared at the thought that she was finally his. But he wasn't sure for how much longer he would be able to live with her obvious longing for Elrohir. He knew that it would take time for her feelings for the Rivendell twin to die down, but he was finding himself to be impatient; a trait that he had never endured before now. He'd waited long enough to have Lynwen in this way, and he didn't like the prospect of having to share her with anybody else. She was his, now. Not Elrohir's.
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"Legolas, someone might see us!" Lynwen said through her laughter as she tried to squirm free of his hold.
"I can't help it. When you lie there like that, looking so incredibly beautiful, how am I supposed to not kiss you?" Legolas asked, before he buried his face into her neck and began to eagerly place kisses onto her skin, inciting even more laughter from Lynwen. And Ainion, who was lying on his back beside the loved-up pair, decided to join in the fun, and promptly pulled his toes out from his mouth and began giggling loudly.
Nearly two months had passed since Legolas and Lynwen had gotten together, and so far, they had managed to keep their relationship a secret. They spent what spare time they had, sneaking kisses when no one was looking, and holding hands away from prying eyes.
It was now December 19th, and the weather had turned cold of late. But despite this, the pair had decided to spend the afternoon outdoors, out in the woodland on the outskirts of Rivendell. The trees offered the privacy that they sought, and the fresh air that they wanted. And as he had been doing most days, Baby Ainion joined them for the day out.
"Won't he get cold?" Lynwen asked after Legolas had stopped smothering her with kisses, and their laughter had died down. Lynwen was lying on her back with Legolas hovering above her, and they were both looking at a bare-footed Ainion lying beside them.
"No, he'll be fine. Elves don't feel the cold like you weaklings do." Legolas teased, causing Lynwen to playfully smack him across the arm, before they both began giggling and kissing again.
"You know, I honestly think that this is the happiest I've ever been in my life." Legolas said as he gazed down at Lynwen beneath him. "I seriously can't stop smiling." He said with a big grin spread across his face. "You make me so happy, Lynwen."
Lynwen couldn't contain her big goofy grin as she gazed back up at him. Seriously, could this guy get any more amazing?!
Ainion made a sudden squeal at that moment, breaking the growing intensity between Legolas and Lynwen, and causing them to turn their heads to the side to look at the little munchkin. And Legolas began laughing as Ainion rolled onto his front and, in his attempt to stand up, clumsily fell forward, resulting in him face-planting the ground with his arse sticking up in the air.
"He's so funny!" Legolas said through his laughter, as Ainion quickly righted himself and began laughing, too. "Just think, we could have one of our own, one day." He said in happy wonder.
But the feel of Lynwen's body becoming rigid underneath him, instantly caused Legolas' laughter to stop, and for him to turn his head to look down at her. And the desolate way in which she was looking up at him, made his gut wrench with nervousness.
"What's wrong?" He asked her concernedly. But he didn't need to ask. He knew it was to do with the comment he'd made about them having a child, and he berated himself now for allowing himself to get carried away. But he couldn't help it. He always thought about the future that he and Lynwen could have together, and that included having children.
He sighed as he dropped his head between his shoulders. "I'm sorry, Lynwen." He said, sounding defeated.
But Lynwen responded by raising up her arms and placing her hands on the back of his head, prompting him to look down at her. "No, I'm the one who's sorry, Legolas." She sighed as she looked up at him for a number of moments. "I'm just, I don't know…"
"It's ok." He reassured her with a smile. "I'm moving too fast."
"No, that's not it." Lynwen interjected. "I love how things are going between us. It's just that, well, I feel a little wary making plans about our future."
"Why?"
Lynwen stared into his ice-blue eyes as she thought about her next words. How could she tell him that her reluctance to delve deeper into their relationship, was due to her feelings for Elrohir? She knew that she could never tell Legolas the truth about that, as he just wouldn't understand. And she wouldn't expect him to understand! What she was experiencing was seriously messed up! She knew that. But she just couldn't prevent her heart from aching for both Legolas and Elrohir.
"I think that once our relationship is made public, then I can start concentrating on our future." She said. "But at the moment, all I'm concerned about is the prospect of us being discovered, and certainly not about how many children we're going to have." She said, hoping that her statement didn't come across as spiteful as it had probably sounded. But she couldn't help it. She felt incredibly stressed out by the fact that she was emotionally caught between two guys, and Legolas wasn't helping to alleviate that stress by talking about their future children!
But Legolas only nodded his head in response. "I understand." Was all he quietly said, making Lynwen wonder if he really did, or whether this was just him avoiding any confrontation, again. Either way, he didn't deserve this. He was such an incredible guy, and he deserved so much more than what she was currently offering.
"I'm sorry, Legolas. I didn't mean to snap at you." Lynwen said through a heartfelt sigh. "I'm just feeling a little stressed."
Legolas nodded his head again, but remained silent, causing Lynwen to wonder if he was upset. The thought of him being hurt, especially because of her, affected her greatly. She really wanted to make a go of things with Legolas, but Elrohir's constant presence was preventing her from doing that. Seeing Elrohir only reminded her that she loved him, too, which in turn, only put a dampener on her relationship with Legolas. Elrohir was simply distracting her from Legolas, and so because of this, she knew that her plan to leave Rivendell once and for all, needed to happen right away. She needed that space with Legolas, to allow their relationship to flourish with no inhibitions, but she also desperately needed that space away from Elrohir. If she was to ever get over the Rivendell twin, then she simply had to be away from him.
"Legolas, I've known for a while that I want to leave Imladris, but until recently, I couldn't think of where I would want to go. But after talking to Lord Boromir at that welcome party, I've decided that I want to travel to Gondor."
"Gondor? Why, there?" Legolas asked her confused.
"Because it's predominantly a human settlement, Legolas. I just feel that I would, I don't know, belong, there."
Legolas looked down at her with such sorrow etched into his face. He hated that she was still searching for some sort of belonging in her life and at the fact that she clearly still wasn't completely happy. "You belong with me, Lynwen." He simply stated, knowing in his heart that this was true.
Lynwen smiled up at him. "I know I do. Which is why I was hoping that you would come with me? I've spoken to Boromir and he has said that his men that he had arrived here with, will be leaving for Gondor in a few days, and that they have agreed to escort me back with them."
Lynwen's revelation hit Legolas hard, almost winding him in the process. "You're going to leave?!" He asked in a raised voice, his brows scrunched up in annoyance. "Well, were you planning on telling me about this?!"
"Well, I'm telling you now." Lynwen retaliated a little irritably. "And I only found out about it myself, yesterday, so just chill the hell out, will you!"
A moody silence fell upon them then, as Legolas' breathing began to escalate, making it clear that he was getting worked up over this.
He then abruptly pushed himself up from on top of Lynwen, coming to an immediate standing position next to her feet. Lynwen quickly sat up from her lying position as she confusedly looked up at him raking his hands through his hair. She picked up Ainion into her arms before standing up, too, coming to a standstill to the side of Legolas. "What's wrong?" She asked, confused.
Legolas paused in his manhandling of his hair, and turned to face Lynwen with his hands still placed on his head. There was something that he hadn't told her. Something that had happened yesterday. Something that was going to result in him leaving Rivendell but, regrettably, not with her.
He slowly dropped his hands from his head as he looked at her apprehensively. "Lynwen, I've been meaning to tell you something." He said slowly. "Yesterday, Lord Elrond chose me to join a fellowship, of sorts, meaning that I'll be leaving Imladris on a quest."
Lynwen scrunched up her brow. "Leaving? When? And, what quest?"
He looked directly into her eyes, hating that he couldn't tell her the whole truth. He'd sworn an oath. But it was for her own safety that she remain in the dark about what was really going on.
"We'll be leaving in a few days." He simply said.
Lynwen looked down to the ground in astonishment. She remained silent as she tried to decipher what it was that Legolas had just sprung on her. How long would he be gone? Would he be coming back? And more importantly, how long would he be apart from her? All these questions were fighting around in her head, but all she could seem to conjure up was anger towards him.
"You mean to tell me that you had the audacity to be cross with me for planning to leave Imladris, when you were just going to go ahead and do the exact same thing?! At least I had the decency to tell you!" She said with a raised voice. "And were you even going to tell me about this quest thing? Or were you just going to let me wake up to you gone, one day?"
"I'm sorry." Legolas responded pleadingly. "And of course I was going to tell you. Like you, I only found out yesterday, and I was waiting for the right time. But then you went and revealed the fact that you're leaving, yourself, in a few days, which just made me panic because I can't go with you." He sighed heavily as he took a step towards her. "And I apologise for getting angry," He reached up and placed his hands on her upper arms. "But Lynwen, I have to say that I'm not happy about your plan to leave. It's dangerous out there, and I would feel comforted knowing that you are safe here in Imladris."
Lynwen began shaking her head. "I can't stay here, Legolas. I have to leave. And those men of Gondor have given me a chance to put this place behind me once and for all, and I just don't know when I'll get given another opportunity like that."
Legolas swiftly moved his hands to the sides of her head. "You'll be given another opportunity to leave when I come back for you. Because I will come back for you, Lynwen."
"But when will that be?"
Legolas looked into her eyes, wondering how he was going to tell her that he actually had no idea. How long would it take to travel to Mordor, find a way inside, and then successfully destroy the One Ring that Sauron, himself, had created? And all of this, without being caught and/or killed?
"I have no idea." He answered truthfully. "But please, Lynwen, I beg you…" He began to say when he noticed her determined attitude. "… Don't leave Imladris. You'll be safe here."
But Lynwen only shook her head, again. "I'm sorry, Legolas, but I simply can't stay here. I'll go to Gondor as planned, and you can just come for me there when you're finished your quest." She shrugged her shoulders. "Gondor is closer to Mordor than Imladris, anyway."
Legolas' eyes widened in shock. "What? How do you know about Mordor?"
Lynwen smirked at him. "Legolas, it's obvious that this quest thing has something to do with that council meeting, a couple of months back. And you told me yourself that that was to do with that ring that Frodo has in his possession. Well, I know that it's the ring of Sauron. The one that was cut from his hand. And after doing some research, I know that it can only be destroyed in the fires of Mount Doom. Which is where you're clearly going to."
But Legolas' expression only became sterner. "Lynwen, you mustn't utter a single word of that to anyone! There are people out there who would stop at nothing to get their hands on that ring, and to get their hands on anyone who know anything about it." He run his hand through his hair again. "Lynwen, the fact that you know that much, puts you in tremendous danger. I just can't allow you to leave Imladris now. It wouldn't be safe."
Lynwen just smiled. "Legolas, I think you're exaggerating a little bit. How could anyone possibly realise that I know anything about that ring? And I'm not an idiot, I'll keep my mouth shut about the whole thing." She paused for a moment then, as her expression fell into a look of seriousness, her eyes gazing into Legolas' with their usual determination. "But I will be leaving for Gondor, Legolas. Either with your blessing or without." She said with finality.
What was he to do? Tie her up and trap her here? As much as he wanted her to stay here, he knew that he didn't have a say in what she wanted. Although he felt bonded to her on some level, they weren't officially married or anything. Hell, they still hadn't even had sex, yet! Regrettably he wasn't her husband, nor had he even officially been made her boyfriend, so how could he make her stay in a place that she hated?
But despite this, he still couldn't prevent himself from getting angry at Lynwen's determination to point blank ignore his requests, wondering if their relationship was always going to be based on what she wanted.
"Very well." Legolas eventually said a little curtly, as he looked at her with a cold stare. "Come, it's getting late, and Anira will be wondering where Ainion is."
And with that, he turned from Lynwen and began walking away, leaving her cringing at the bad feeling that was now hanging between them.
xxx
It was now the evening of December 21st, and Lynwen was in her room, finishing packing up her backpack. The three men from Gondor that she would be travelling with, were departing for the human kingdom the following morning, and despite what Legolas, Aragorn, Arwen, Elladan or Anira said, she was going with them, and that was that. She just couldn't stay in Rivendell any longer. Although she was going to miss those particular people, greatly, she just needed to be away from Elrond, and her heart just couldn't bear to be near Elrohir anymore. She desperately needed to start afresh somewhere else.
Legolas hadn't really said much to her in the last two days, making Lynwen believe that he was still angry with her. But Lynwen had thought that he would understand her predicament more than anyone. He knew what it felt like to be desperate to leave your homeland in search of a better life elsewhere, so it upset her that he wasn't being very understanding about her desire to be rid of Rivendell, for good. She just hoped that this moody silence between them, didn't mean that they would depart on bad terms when she left tomorrow morning.
A knock sounded on her bedroom door, breaking her from her thoughts. "Come in." She shouted over her shoulder.
Legolas entered into her chambers, carrying a large food tray. The clanking of the wine glasses balancing on the tray as Legolas gently kicked the bedroom door closed behind him, forced Lynwen to turn around to face him. They remained silent for a number of seconds as they only stared at each other from opposite sides of the room.
"You're still leaving, then?" Legolas asked solemnly as he looked from her to her backpack.
Lynwen just sighed in frustration as she looked away from him and re-focused her attention on her pack on the bed. She didn't have the energy to argue with him, and clearly he was still having trouble accepting the fact that she was going to be leaving for Gondor in the morning.
She heard him set the food tray down to the side before sensing him standing still, again, feeling his eyes boring into the back of her head as she continued to pack up the last of her things. But stubbornly, she didn't want to acknowledge him, and kept her back to him.
"I brought dinner with me." He eventually said, breaking the heavy silence. "I thought that maybe we could dine together here, tonight?"
"Yeah, fine." Was all Lynwen tersely replied with, continuing to keep her back to him.
Legolas sighed heavily as he rubbed the palm of his hand across his forehead. "Lynwen, please don't be like this. Not if this is going to be our last night together."
Lynwen fastened up her backpack and lifted it up off her bed, setting it down on the floor before she turned to face him. "No, Legolas, it's you who's 'being like this'; not being understanding. You of all people should know why I'm leaving here…"
"Yes, I do understand, Lynwen." He interrupted her. "But I just think that now is not the best time. Trust me, it's not safe out there, and I can't help but fear for your safety." He walked towards her then, coming to a standstill directly in front of her. "Will you not even consider waiting here until I come back for you?"
But Lynwen looked at him with dire worry and dread etched into her eyes. "Legolas," She said with a broken voice as her emotions began to take over. "What if you don't come back? You said yourself that it's not safe out there, and what you're setting out to do, is… well… it's a suicide mission."
Legolas opened his mouth to speak, but Lynwen cut him off. "Forget about this quest, Legolas, and just come with me to Gondor." She pleaded.
Legolas stepped forward and wrapped her up in his arms, nestling her face into the crook of his neck.
"I can't, Lynwen. You know that." He breathed into her hair. "Trust me, the last thing I want is to be away from you, and if it wasn't for this quest, then I would be coming with you to Gondor, or to wherever it is that you would like to go to." He breathed deeply. "But I have to do this, Lynwen. And please understand that I'm actually doing this for you."
Lynwen brought her head back and met his light-blue eyes, causing Legolas to softly smile down at her.
"I love you more than anything, Lynwen, and I want you to be able to live out your life in a safe and peaceful Middle Earth. I want to personally eradicate all the dangers and evil from this world, ensuring that you will always be safe and happy."
"But I'm happy with you." She responded a little desperately. "All I need in my life is you, Legolas. So please don't go." Her eyes frantically searched his, displaying her desperation to keep him with her, which startled Legolas, somewhat. He was surprised by her sudden despair for his safety, as she hadn't really revealed any of these concerns over the past two days. He knew that she was upset with his reluctance to support her in her decision to leave for Gondor, but had had no idea as to how much she was actually fearing for his own safety, as much as he was fearing for hers.
He brought her back into his tight embrace, deeply inhaling her sweet-smelling hair as he rested his cheek on the top of her head. "I'll come back from this quest, Lynwen." He breathed out. "Knowing that I have you waiting for me, will ensure I survive it."
Lynwen responded by only gripping the clothes on his back even tighter, finding herself scared to let him go. She wanted to believe him more than anything, but could he really guarantee that he would survive this dangerous mission that he was being sent on? The mere thought that he may not, sent a wave of nausea through her, making her grip him even more tightly. Her life was quite simply unimaginable without him in it. She needed him in every aspect of her life, and felt that she couldn't survive if she was to lose him.
Legolas raised her head to look at him by hooking his finger under her chin, taking a moment to gaze into her glazed and broken-looking eyes. "I love you so much." He whispered painfully as he took a deep steadying breath. "And... I'll support your decision to leave for Gondor."
Lynwen's eyes widened at his words as a small smile pulled at her lips. "Really?"
"Yeah, really." He said as he also smiled. "But it's not like you were going to listen to me, anyway." He said through a breathy laugh. "You were always going to Gondor, no matter what."
Lynwen couldn't help but to laugh at his accurate judgement. He knew her so well. She only hoped that, despite his declaration of support, that he wasn't still angry with her stubbornness and reluctance to listen to his wishes.
"Have you packed your weapons?" He asked.
Lynwen gestured to her backpack. "Yes, my hunting knife is in there, and Meldiron's twin blades are over by the door."
Legolas nodded, feeling a tiny bit more comforted that she would at least be well armed on this journey of hers. "And you remember all that we learnt in our training sessions over the years?"
Lynwen smiled at him. "Yes, Legolas, I remember everything that you and Meldiron taught me. Don't worry," she raised her hand to his cheek. "I'll be fine."
Legolas looked down to the ground as he reached up and placed his hand over hers. "Ok." He said a little hesitantly. "But I'll never stop worrying for your safety, Lynwen." He raised his head to look at her again, clearly trying to hide the apprehension behind his serious expression. "Come, let's eat." He eventually said.
xxx
A few hours later and the two of them were laid out on Lynwen's bed, wrapped up in each other's arms as they slowly kissed. Both appeared lost in the moment as they proceeded to embrace each other like their very lives depended on it.
Lynwen didn't know if it was his worry for her safety, or at the fact that this was going to be their last time together for goodness knew how long, but Legolas couldn't seem to contain his desperation to hold her tightly in his arms, as he continued to kiss her with a yearning that far outmatched any of their previous encounters.
"I could happily spend the rest of my life kissing these lips." Legolas breathed against Lynwen's mouth.
"Then don't ever stop." She whispered in response, her words seemingly encouraging Legolas to kiss her more deeply. She knew that he had kissed a number of ellith in the past, and couldn't help but wonder if this particular moment rivalled those previous encounters. The only other person she'd ever kissed was Elrohir, so it wasn't like she was the most experienced person in the world. But then again, if what she'd always suspected about Legolas was true, then neither was he.
His tongue began to delve into her mouth more deeply as his hand slowly glided down the side of her body, coming to a rest at her waist. His breaths were beginning to deepen and quicken by the second, letting Lynwen know that he was getting just as carried away as she was. Her desire for him was increasing rapidly, making her heart pound in her chest as his firm grip on her hip tightened.
Suddenly, just kissing Legolas wasn't satisfying her enough. She wanted more. She needed more. All she could think about was how, come tomorrow morning, they'd be parting ways for an unknown amount of time, which only added to her concern that Legolas was going to be putting himself in direct danger when he set out on this quest. She was so concerned for his safety, trying hard to suppress the nagging thought in the back of her mind that she might actually never see him again, that she just desperately needed to be joined with him. Her need to be connected to him, to show him just how much she loved him and needed him in her life, was taking over her body as she began to imagine Legolas' hands touching her in places that they never had before.
Lynwen shifted her body, forcing Legolas onto his back as she straddled his hips. Their kissing never broke though, despite the abrupt manner in which Lynwen had changed their position, and they both continued to sensually suck on each other's lips and caress their tongues together, desperately, but slowly, exploring each other's mouths.
But it was when Lynwen's hand reached behind her and began to leisurely glide up Legolas' inner thigh, that he abruptly pulled away from the kiss and looked up at her in total shock.
"Lynwen, what are you doing?"
But Lynwen only responded by sitting up straight and looking down at him with a shy and timid smile on her face. She slowly and a little hesitantly trailed her fingers from his thigh to her own, nervously gliding her hand up the front of her body, and coming to a rest at the buttons of her shirt, all the while, never breaking her eye-contact with him. And when she began to undo those buttons at a snail's pace, starting at her neck and working her way down, revealing more and more of her bare torso with each passing second, Legolas gulped hard as he watched the imminent strip-show in stunned silence. Then after she undid the last button at the base of her stomach, allowing the shirt to fall open slightly and revealing her smooth, flat stomach to him, she reached down and took a hold of his hand in hers. By the Valar, she needed him more than anything. She was too proud to admit her fears at leaving Rivendell, moving to a strange kingdom to start a new life, and at the thought that she could lose Legolas for good, but secretly, she just needed some reassurance. She needed Legolas' touch, his affections, his love, to make her feel comforted and grounded.
And she wanted him more than anything, she knew that, but still, that didn't stop her from feeling incredibly self-conscious all of a sudden. Legolas had been her very best friend for eight years, and they'd shared in so many things together. But never before had he seen her bare breasts. Never before had he seen the most intimate parts of her body. And never before had he seen her so exposed and vulnerable.
She took a deep steadying breath to calm her nerves and ever so slowly, she guided the palm of his hand up the front of her body, grazing his fingertips on her bare skin as she directed his hand upwards.
Legolas hadn't realised it, but he had been holding his breath the whole time, anxiously anticipating Lynwen's next move. And he released that breath in one, long fluid exhale when Lynwen slowly moved one side of her shirt aside, and gently rested the palm of his hand on top of her bare left breast.
"Lynwen…"
But Legolas' pitiful whimper of a plea was cut short as he felt Lynwen slowly grind herself against his rapidly growing hardness, making him forget all reason in that moment. All he could do was relax his head back into the pillows and close his eyes as he relished in the feel of Lynwen's heat smothering his most intimate area, and the soft, spongy feel of her bare breast under his fingertips.
And as he opened his eyes and looked up at Lynwen still straddling him; with her own eyes closed and both of her hands resting atop his on her breast, he knew in that moment that an army of orcs wouldn't be able to stop him from taking her. She was his, now. And he was determined to make that fact official.
He pushed his upper body up from the mattress, coming to an upright sitting position with Lynwen still straddling his legs. He prompted her to open her eyes by moving his hand away from her breast and instead, glided his fingers back into her hair, fully revealing her face to him. He just looked at her in silence for a number of moments, slowly gazing around her face before landing his stare back onto her eyes. A loving smile pulled at his lips as he got lost in her dark-blue depths, admiring the shyness that was reflected in them. It wasn't often that he saw his boisterous and fiery Lynwen looking so coy, and he took a number of moments to just relish in that endearing emotion that she was currently displaying.
"I love you so much." He softly whispered against her mouth as he rested his forehead against hers.
"I love you, too." She replied just as quietly, but with no less meaning in her voice.
Legolas gazed at her lovingly for a few more moments, before he slowly guided her mouth to his, taking her lips against his own so delicately that their combined hot breaths felt more forceful than the kiss, itself. They continued kissing in a gentle and unhurried manner for several minutes, taking their time to savour in the taste and feel of each other's mouths.
And as the kiss deepened, Lynwen tried to inwardly summon a little bit of confidence before she hesitantly took a hold of her shirt and slowly slid it off of her arms as she pulled away from the kiss. And as she sheepishly looked down at the mattress, she completely removed the shirt from her body before discarding it onto the floor, holding her breath as she anticipated Legolas' reaction. She hesitantly turned her head back around to face him, feeling incredibly anxious that she was now completely topless, and was unable to stop the deep and nervous breaths that were escaping her lungs. And the desire to cover herself up with her hands was so strong that she had to use all of her strength to force her arms to remain by her sides. Consequently, she suddenly found herself looking down at the bed again, feeling far too self-conscious to meet his gaze.
But it was Legolas' hand, coming to gently rest upon her cheek that caused her to slowly look up at him again, seeing that he was gazing into her eyes as his own shone with warmth and adoration.
"You're so beautiful..." He whispered in immense wonder. "... and you don't even realise it." He shook his head slightly in disbelief. "You're the most beautiful creation I've ever laid eyes upon, Lynwen. And I still can't believe that you're here with me. Like this." He said, his full lips displaying a small, but loving and genuine smile.
Lynwen smiled in return, her stomach uncontrollably doing somersaults by his obvious love for her, with her own heart aching for him more than anything. And after they stared into each other's eyes for a silent, but endearing number of moments, Lynwen decided to make the next move by slowly beginning to undo the clasps at the front of Legolas' tunic. He looked down to her hands, and watched nervously as her delicate fingers trembled slightly as they proceeded to unfasten his top, eventually coming to land on the last clasp at the base of his stomach. And he held his breath as Lynwen undid the final fastening and spread open the tunic to expose his bare torso, followed by her hands leisurely gliding down his chest. And when her hands reached the base of his stomach, with her fingers grazing the waistband of his breeches, they both looked up at each other with hesitant expressions on their faces. It was now clear which direction this make-out session was taking, and both were trying to conjure up the courage to take it to the next level.
But it was as if they could read each other's minds, because suddenly, they both attacked each other's mouths with a fiery and erratic kiss, desperately panting as their tongues sensually and frantically, explored the other. And when Lynwen took a hold of the collar of Legolas' tunic and began to push it off his shoulders, Legolas assisted her by abruptly shrugging his arms out of the clothing, before tossing it onto the floor beside her shirt. They then immediately wrapped their arms tightly around each other's backs, pressing their naked chests against one another's as they kissed each other with a yearning that displayed the deep love that they felt for each other.
Legolas' hands glided up Lynwen's naked back before they tangled in her hair, as she reached down to the waistband of his breeches. She fumbled blindly with the buttons at his waist without breaking the heated kiss until she eventually undid them all, before attempting to push the clothing down over his hips. Legolas pulled away from her mouth and quickly sat back, swiftly sliding the breeches down his legs before kicking them onto the floor. Lynwen followed suit, and eagerly removed her leggings before flinging them from the bed, too.
They both looked at each other then, from their positions a few feet apart; Lynwen kneeling wearing just her knickers, and Legolas sitting wearing only his underwear. And the look of deep love and desire flashing in Legolas' eyes encouraged Lynwen to move across the bed towards him. She made to straddle his legs again, but was stopped by Legolas' hands firmly gripping her bare thighs, as a sudden look of anxiety crossed his features. He then, without any warning, flipped her over onto her back, surprising Lynwen before he placed his hands on the mattress either side of her head, and hovered above her. The look of anxiety was still etched into his face as his eyes stared down at her with some sort of determination.
"Lynwen, I..." He was breathing hard now, but Lynwen wasn't sure if it was due to arousal or nervousness. "... I need to be in control of this." He said hoarsely, his eyes frantically scanning her face before coming back to meet her gaze. "Please."
Lynwen only nodded her head in response as she looked up at him. He dropped his head between his shoulders in what appeared to be relief, as his tense muscles relaxed slightly. And as he brought his head back up and looked down at her again, Lynwen could see that that brief episode of anxiety had gone, and was now replaced with his previous expression of longing and deep love as his beautiful light-blue eyes blazed with emotion.
He bent his elbows and lowered his body down until his lips met with hers again, as Lynwen's hands reached up to his head, passionately gliding her fingers through his hair. And as Legolas' hips met with hers, Lynwen instinctively spread her legs, allowing him to get closer. And Legolas did. He completely lowered the bottom half of his body to hers, letting her feel his hard desire that was protruding from between his legs, as his carnal instincts began to push his hips forward, forcing his erection against her intimate centre.
Lynwen moaned into his mouth at this action as his erect shaft continued to put pressure against her most intimate area, wonderfully awakening all of her senses to his touch. And when Legolas began to place kisses along her jaw line before sensually moving his lips down over her throat, she closed her eyes as an immense feeling of bliss washed over her, feeling her heart bursting with ardour for this wonderful ellon that she had come to love so much.
Legolas sat back on his heels as his hands softly glided down Lynwen's stomach, then her hips, before coming to rest on the fabric of her underwear. He just stared down at her white cotton knickers with a conflicted expression on his face, as his hands froze on her body. He looked up after a few moments and met her stare, his eyes seemingly asking her for permission to continue. And as Lynwen responded with a sincere smile and a slight nod of her head, Legolas' rigid posture relaxed as he took a couple of deep breaths. Then, after he appeared to calm himself a little, he took a hold of the waistband of her knickers and slowly began to pull them down over her waist, her hips, and then her legs, discarding them onto the floor as he gazed down at her naked body with a look of awe, but also with an obvious show of nervousness.
Lynwen sat up at that moment, placing her hands on Legolas' face in her attempt to ease his nerves. She kissed his lips softly and delicately at first, before deepening the kiss the more she could feel his persona relax. And after a number of moments, Legolas found his confidence once more, and gently pushed Lynwen back down onto the bed as he followed suit. He hovered above her again as his tongue delved into her mouth and his hips came to rest upon hers.
And the feeling of Legolas' hardness pushing against her nakedness, had Lynwen's hands frantically reaching down to grab a hold of his underwear. "Please, take them off." Lynwen panted, her strained voice almost begging him.
Legolas didn't waste a second, and swiftly pushed the offending, and final piece of clothing down over his slender hips and toned legs, before kicking them onto the floor. He immediately lowered himself back down on top of her and began to devour her lips again, allowing his instincts to guide his hips between Lynwen's, now, spread legs. And as soon as Legolas began to feel Lynwen's heat on the tip of his erection, he immediately placed one of his hands on her hip, in his automatic attempt to keep her steady and to help guide himself. He slowly began to push into her, all the while, never breaking the passionate and heated kiss between them.
But when he had entered her by only a fraction, the overwhelming feeling of euphoria that began to surge through him, caused him to tilt his head up towards the ceiling, his eyes to close tightly, and a deep-throated groan to escape his lips. And after only a couple of shallow and gentle thrusts with his hips, he finally sank himself deep inside her, inciting a synchronised cry of bliss from the two of them.
Legolas remained stationary for a moment, wanting to experience every sensation that being buried deep within Lynwen, was creating. Having never been in this situation before, he had never imagined just how amazing this could feel. All those years of silently pleasuring himself alone in his chambers, was nothing compared to how being engulfed in Lynwen's warmth felt like at that moment. And apart from having Lynwen in his life, it was probably one of the best things that he had ever experienced.
He brought his head back down to look at Lynwen beneath him, seeing that her eyes were gently closed and her lips were shut into a tight straight line, as small murmurs of pleasure could be heard coming from her closed mouth. He dropped his head between his shoulders, and began to slowly withdraw his hard shaft from within her, instantly feeling the cold air the more he pulled out. And once he had withdrawn his erection to the tip, he looked down between their bodies and watched himself push back into her, relishing in the soft moans coming from Lynwen, and at the overwhelming pleasure that being back inside her was creating throughout his body. By the Valar, he had never experienced anything like this before, and he never wanted it to end.
He brought his head back up and looked down at her again, seeing that her eyes were now open and looking straight up at him. They both smiled at each other affectionately before Legolas leant down and placed his mouth upon hers. They continued to softly kiss at an incredibly slow pace, as Legolas hooked his hand under one of Lynwen's knees, bringing her leg up higher, and allowing himself to sink even deeper. Finally, after eight years of being completely and utterly in love with this woman, spending all of his waking hours pining for her, and all of his sleeping hours dreaming about her, here he was, making love to her in a way that he had only ever dreamed of until now. Here he was, finally ending his eight-year-long battle to keep his feelings about her hidden away, and instead, was now openly showing and sharing with her at how much he truly loved her. She was everything to him; his reason for living and breathing, and he knew in that moment, as they continued to take joy in joining their bodies into one being, that he was forever and firmly bonded with Lynwen's soul. And he felt nothing but pure elation at that fact, realising that he may have just married the woman of his dreams.
They slowly continued to rock their bodies together in an unhurried manner for several more minutes, as their tongues continued to sensually glide into each other's mouths, with Lynwen's moans and Legolas' grunts of pleasure being muffled by their kiss. And with each deep and slow thrust that Legolas made into Lynwen's body, only brought the both of them closer and closer to completion, making their cries more pronounced, and Legolas' pumping to become faster.
"Lynwen..." Legolas croaked as he pulled away from her mouth slightly. "I'm so close." He warned in a strained voice, before burying his face into the crook of her neck as his hips continued to drive his hard shaft in and out of her. "Oh sweet Elbereth, Lynwen..." He softly cried against her skin. "I'm so close, I... I can't hold it any longer."
"Then, don't." Lynwen breathed in response as she reached down and placed her hands onto Legolas' ass, forcing him to thrust into her as deeply as possible, as her fingernails dug into his soft flesh. Just feeling him buried deep within her like this, brought on not only an indescribable amount of sexual pleasure, but also an intensely profound warming of her heart, connecting her to Legolas on an emotional level that she had never experienced so strongly before. And the deep connection that she could feel between them in that moment, was so great and so powerful, that it almost brought tears to her eyes.
"I love you, Legolas. I love you so much." Lynwen whimpered as she felt the wonderful sensation of a deep-rooted climax begin to form within her, setting her nerve-endings on fire as it began to surge throughout her body at a lightening speed. And within seconds she was crying out into the large bedroom as she allowed the wonderful orgasm to fully take control.
Legolas had had no idea until that very moment that he would actually be able to feel Lynwen's orgasm. And so he hadn't been prepared for her inner muscles to start convulsing around him, squeezing him so vividly and finally pushing him over the edge that he had been teetering on for the last few moments. He thrust into her hard, and one last time before he stilled, and the most intensifying orgasm that he had ever experienced in his life, soared through him at a hundred miles per hour, making his body quiver. His face was still buried in the crook of Lynwen's neck as he moaned loud, deep and long against her skin, feeling his seed plant itself deep inside her. Claiming her.
They clung onto each other for a number of silent moments as they both rode out the last of their orgasms, their naked bodies pressed together tightly, as they both desperately panted for oxygen.
After a minute or so, Legolas eventually lifted up his head and looked down at her with a loving warmth that lit up his blue eyes and put an adoring genuine smile on his face, showing off his slight dimples. "I've never experienced anything like that, before!" He said in wonder, his chest still heaving from his breathlessness. "By the Gods, Lynwen, that was amazing!"
Lynwen couldn't help but to laugh at his obvious excitement, even laughing into his mouth when he suddenly began kissing her frantically.
He pulled back and looked down at her again, his face looking more passive, but his eyes still shining. "I didn't think it was possible to love someone so much." He said as he began shaking his head slightly in wonderment. "I honestly can't find the words to describe how much you mean to me, Lynwen. How much you will always mean to me..."
Legolas gently pulled out of her and laid himself down beside her, supporting his upper body with his elbow as his head rested in the palm of his hand. He continued to look down at her, but his expression had changed to one of confliction, as he wondered if he should tell Lynwen the truth. To tell her that not only was he in love with her, but that he had bonded his soul to hers, meaning that his life was now, quite literally in her hands.
"What's wrong?" Lynwen asked as she turned on to her side to face him.
Legolas stared at her for a number of quiet moments, knowing that he needed to be honest with her, but didn't know how she was going to take the news. He was petrified that this revelation could scare Lynwen away, but he just couldn't keep it to himself anymore. It was eating him up, and he just needed to get it out! He took a deep breath before he sighed heavily. "Lynwen, I need to tell you something. I probably should've spoken to you before I allowed things to get out of control, but I just didn't know how..."
Lynwen immediately raised her upper body up onto her elbow. "Ok, you're scaring me a little."
Legolas quickly cupped her face with his spare hand. "No, don't be scared." He tried to reassure her as he shifted his body towards her a little more. "It's nothing that affects you." He quickly said, hoping to restore confidence in her uncertainty.
He sighed again, taking a deep breath before continuing. "You've heard of how elves have the ability to bond with each other, haven't you?"
Lynwen slowly nodded her head, wondering where this conversation was going. "Yes, your souls bind together for all of eternity. It's kind of how elves marry each other, isn't it?"
"Yes, that's right." He quietly said. "Well... I..." He took another deep, steadying breath. "...I didn't mean for it to happen, but please understand how much I love you, Lynwen." Legolas implored. "But... I allowed my feelings for you to take over any rational thoughts, and... well..." He stared into her eyes with a look of worry as he tried to brace himself for her reaction to what he was about to declare.
"I've bonded myself to you, Lynwen." He said with panic in his eyes and apprehension in his voice. "My soul is bound to yours for all eternity."
