*********WARNING FOR TORTURE, IMPLIED SLASH AND MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH**************************

#55 Hot

Red hot pain burns through Legolas' skin as the lash falls once more, etching another crimson line upon pale alabaster. His world has narrowed to the sickly swish of leather through air followed by the scream of tormented nerve endings begging for peace. How long he has been here he does not know. Time has lost all meaning. He can no longer remember what came before, only that which is now. Pain. Expanding to fill his whole being, his mind whimpers and flees before the onslaught leaving behind a broken shell. His body slumps, lifeless and the whip at last falls silent.

Hands calloused and grimy release metal shackles. Arms gentle and loving gather the broken body close. Lips heated with passion suckle cold unresisting flesh. Too much, he has gone too far this time. Tears fall like silver rain from stormy grey eyes. How have they come to this? How has he come to this? This was not supposed to happen. Gazing down at the beautiful face of the one he once called friend, lover, mate he finally breaks down sobbing to lie across the beaten, bloody remains of that so called love. All the rage and desire within him has fled like snow melting in the pale morning light, leaving behind a cold puddle of broken dreams through which a single whisper ripples.

"Ash…Nazg…"


A/N

Ok. So this one is for Jack. Not exactly what you asked for but I hope it is enough to combat the fluffyness! Thanks for the comments and for reading.

A short AU loosely based on Crowdaughter's wonderfully dark fic Mael Gul.

Too much?