~ Twisted Emotions ~
Part Two
Disclaimer: This is Cammy Girl. I promised I would come up with the second chapter sooner or later ^_~. Oh, and when the cute little sex scene comes by, just remember that when I write 'elfhood' I do not mean his long years.
~*~ Legolas, son of Thranduil ~*~
I didn't know how to react to this Lothlorien elf's rough tactics. He was quick and tactful, and I did not wish to resist him. I was very tired, and I had no need to remove him.
He held me roughly against the wall, I began to feel discomfort from the rocks against my back. "Tampa." (Stop)
Haldir saw the fiery glare in my eyes and stopped, moving a few inches away from me. "Amin lava," (I yield) He said quickly, kissing my cheek soon after. I could tell he wanted more than the innocence of a single kiss, I could see it in those deep crystal-like eyes. He was truly beautiful, I noted in my mind and wished this seemed right, but I was still in mourning.
I had just lost one of my fellowship, no. I had lost two. Maybe if I had tried harder and gotten to that cursed Uruk-Hai before Boromir-.
"Mani ume lle quena?" (What did you say?) He asked me, a somewhat confused look on his face. I could have sworn I saw him gasp silently, but I forgot it. "Boromir, Ya naa Boromir?" (Boromir, who is Boromir?) He asked, his voice dripping with anger.
My lips slipped the name of my deceased companion, I knew I angered him. I also felt my own blood boil, and I pursed my lips tightly and retaliated to the question. "Mankoi lle irma sint?" (Why do you want to know?) My words dripped with distaste, and anger with impatience for him.
"Ah, Legolas," He stared at me, a smiling curving at the corner of his lips. "Why do you allow yourself to become so angry?" I thought about his words. He slipped his hands behind my neck and slowly pulled me toward him. His soft lips touched mine, and I enjoyed the moment's kiss.
I was angered at one moment, then released of my foul mood the next. Can this be because of him? "Ona ta a'amin, Legolas." (Give it to me, Legolas) He asked me a question I do not know the answer.
"Mani uma lle merna?" (What do you want?) I asked, opening my mouth slightly from the way he began kissing my neck. His lips gently grazed my skin, enough to send shocks up and down my skin. Sensuality was the only feeling or emotion elves could feel to the peak, and it was not something we usually did. For our numbers dwindled because of our lack of Elven women.
"Lle," (You) He answered and bit down softly near my Adam's apple. I was completely helpless, and everything before this became a mere memory. It was still burned into my memory, but this was now.
For the want was something new inside me, I wanted him to touch me. When he did, I was selfish and wanted more, very unlike me. I opened my mouth to persist but he silenced me with his gentle finger to my lips. "Do not trouble yourself, you fellowship is dead asleep. They are tired and in need of rest. But you- dear Legolas.how may I occupy your time throughout this night?"
I stayed silent, I knew what he wanted from the beginning. I was beginning to feel the cold night's chill upon my skin, I neither shivered nor flinched from the feeling. He removed his emerald green shirt, tossing it to the side to reveal to me perfectly toned flesh.
He moved his hands on me, removing my clothing and I did nothing to resist him. I needed this, I suppose. Something I have never had before in so, so long. ~~~~~~~
"Oh, look Pippin!" Merry exclaimed, holding his hand over his comrade's mouth. "That can't be Legolas?"
Pippin looked over the stone statue's wing, trying to get a better look at the two elves down in the garden. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped, his cheeks turning a rosy pink. "It is Legolas!"
"Shut up!" Merry smacked him, and pulled him back out of sight just to be safe. They knew the trouble that would befall them if they were caught. "If they hear us we're dead."
"Okay," Pippin said calmly, looking over and coughing softly from what he saw. "He's taking his clothes off Merry."
"All of a sudden- I don't think we should be watching this," Merry said, pursing his lips tightly. He looked over at Pippin, who was definitely not paying attention. He was drawn to the vision infront of him, the two elves fondling now on the large bench. "Come on!" Merry barked, pulling Pippin back by his cloak hood, causing him to fall down with the other hobbit.
"Owch!" ~~~~~~~~~~~
~*~ Legolas, son of Thranduil ~*~ "Haldir," I whispered. I knew neither the reason nor the cause of saying his name aloud. He kissed me again before laying my down on the cold bench, I felt the cold but my Elven body did not react.
He ran his hands down my chest, and before I could say more his hands found my elfhood. "My enticing elf," Haldir whispered in the tongue of men. "Enjoy this."
He began stroking my length, allowing a moan to slip between my lips, which I allowed. It had been so long since I was touched like this, a person so long ago. "Haldir.ah!" I wanted to demand him away, yet I wanted him to be more aggressive against me.
He stopped once white liquid formed at the tip, and he grinned behind those pink pale lips. He never ceased to amaze me, even when his mouth engulfed me. I was dumbfounded to yell out again.
Haldir had a way with his tongue, which made my mind go into madness for a mere five minutes as he continued.
"Have you done this before?" Haldir whispered, leaning up to kiss my stomach. It feels wonderful so I do not protest. He moved like the wind, and I saw him above me again.
"Amin ceala!" (I have!) I gasped these words, as the anticipation built. I wanted him, now more than anything. I found myself running my fingers through his soft long hair, brushing my thumb against his cheek. Elven love was unbreakable, and this was more than just mere lust. This just might be a bit more than that.
"Lle desiel?" (Are you ready?) He whispered, biting down nimbly on my ear, his tongue tracing along my pointed lobe. I nodded wearily, the intense agony of him making me wait was so excruciating.
I watched him reach down and run his hands along the petals of the pearl flowers that bloomed full. His whole hand was moisturized by the recent dew of the year, and I felt two fingers inside me, moving in and out to prepare me for what he planned to substitute those fingers for.
Soon, so very soon after I felt his hard cock press firmly against my opening, slowly and very gently he began moving inside me until we were one. I clenched my teeth shut, sighing heavily and my eyes begged him to continue. "Uuma dela," (Don't worry) I whispered to him, and I gave him a weak but soft smile. "Manka lle merna," (If you wish) He grinned and pulled out, only to thrust back harder than before. He started this over and over again, until I started to cry out his name. I had never done this before. I admit, I had done this before with other Elven males, but not with such passion and foreplay like this. And yet.it didn't feel wrong.
His body was arched above me, and his skin was so beautiful. My eyes were seeing stars, and parts were veiled to me. I thought I would pass out, this was nothing I had ever experienced. "Haldir!" I called for him once more and I felt his lips to mine.
"Uuma dela," (Don't worry) He sighed, moving harder as the time progressed and it became easier for his passage inside this tight orifice of mine. "You can scream-no one will come," He stopped and sighed against my neck. "Uuner uma, n'dela no'ta." (No one does, don't worry about it)
I consented to his words. Here in Lothlorien, elves respected each other when they heard a pair coupling. We would not be interrupted. Slowly the pain died away, and only pleasure was felt. I cherished the feeling and clenched tightly. He could feel the velvety walls around him contract, and he opened his mouth but no words came.
"Oh Legolas, you are a treasure," He moaned and arched his spine so he could bend down to kiss me. I knew it was hard so I moved my neck up and brought myself to his lips as well.
His breath was uneven, and I felt he was ready. His warm seed filled inside me, and I fell back on the marble stone, my hair sprawled around me. I let out a soft groan, and his seed coated inside me, Haldir remained motionless.
"Diola lle," (Thank you) I whispered as he released himself and gently laid atop of me. He kissed my neck and brushed my hair from my face.
"Ta nae seasamin," (It was my pleasure) He said. "I leave you now my fair one."
He retreated, I had never doubted he would leave after he had gained release. With a mighty sigh, he dressed and began walking away from where I was. I reached for my clothes and was lost in deep thought. "Tenna' ento lye omenta," (Until next we meet) I said after him. "I give you my love as it this."
Haldir stopped in his tracts, slowly turned to me. He walked back from the steps had had taken not too long ago and cupped my chin in his strong hand. He kissed me one last time and whispered. "Amin harmuva onalle e' cormamin," (I shall treasure your gift in my heart) "Namaarie, a'mealamin Legolas." (Farewell, my beloved Legolas)
~*~ The End ~*~
Author's Note:
Thank you all so, so, so, so much for all your reviews. I really appreciate it. I wish there was more to this story, but I mostly wanted your imaginations to run free also. And since, I also felt horrible because Haldir cannot say until we meet again because they will not meet again. When him and the elves travel to Helms Deep (Movie version) He dies. But.dun nun na! He doesn't die according to the book version. So you can be the ones who decipher was happens. Thank you again (Bows) and still keep looking cause I'm going to write another LOTR slash pairing. ^_^ Guess who? Legolas and Gimli! Haha, I'm not sure but I have to find a good setting for it, and a reason behind the story of course. Byes!!!
Part Two
Disclaimer: This is Cammy Girl. I promised I would come up with the second chapter sooner or later ^_~. Oh, and when the cute little sex scene comes by, just remember that when I write 'elfhood' I do not mean his long years.
~*~ Legolas, son of Thranduil ~*~
I didn't know how to react to this Lothlorien elf's rough tactics. He was quick and tactful, and I did not wish to resist him. I was very tired, and I had no need to remove him.
He held me roughly against the wall, I began to feel discomfort from the rocks against my back. "Tampa." (Stop)
Haldir saw the fiery glare in my eyes and stopped, moving a few inches away from me. "Amin lava," (I yield) He said quickly, kissing my cheek soon after. I could tell he wanted more than the innocence of a single kiss, I could see it in those deep crystal-like eyes. He was truly beautiful, I noted in my mind and wished this seemed right, but I was still in mourning.
I had just lost one of my fellowship, no. I had lost two. Maybe if I had tried harder and gotten to that cursed Uruk-Hai before Boromir-.
"Mani ume lle quena?" (What did you say?) He asked me, a somewhat confused look on his face. I could have sworn I saw him gasp silently, but I forgot it. "Boromir, Ya naa Boromir?" (Boromir, who is Boromir?) He asked, his voice dripping with anger.
My lips slipped the name of my deceased companion, I knew I angered him. I also felt my own blood boil, and I pursed my lips tightly and retaliated to the question. "Mankoi lle irma sint?" (Why do you want to know?) My words dripped with distaste, and anger with impatience for him.
"Ah, Legolas," He stared at me, a smiling curving at the corner of his lips. "Why do you allow yourself to become so angry?" I thought about his words. He slipped his hands behind my neck and slowly pulled me toward him. His soft lips touched mine, and I enjoyed the moment's kiss.
I was angered at one moment, then released of my foul mood the next. Can this be because of him? "Ona ta a'amin, Legolas." (Give it to me, Legolas) He asked me a question I do not know the answer.
"Mani uma lle merna?" (What do you want?) I asked, opening my mouth slightly from the way he began kissing my neck. His lips gently grazed my skin, enough to send shocks up and down my skin. Sensuality was the only feeling or emotion elves could feel to the peak, and it was not something we usually did. For our numbers dwindled because of our lack of Elven women.
"Lle," (You) He answered and bit down softly near my Adam's apple. I was completely helpless, and everything before this became a mere memory. It was still burned into my memory, but this was now.
For the want was something new inside me, I wanted him to touch me. When he did, I was selfish and wanted more, very unlike me. I opened my mouth to persist but he silenced me with his gentle finger to my lips. "Do not trouble yourself, you fellowship is dead asleep. They are tired and in need of rest. But you- dear Legolas.how may I occupy your time throughout this night?"
I stayed silent, I knew what he wanted from the beginning. I was beginning to feel the cold night's chill upon my skin, I neither shivered nor flinched from the feeling. He removed his emerald green shirt, tossing it to the side to reveal to me perfectly toned flesh.
He moved his hands on me, removing my clothing and I did nothing to resist him. I needed this, I suppose. Something I have never had before in so, so long. ~~~~~~~
"Oh, look Pippin!" Merry exclaimed, holding his hand over his comrade's mouth. "That can't be Legolas?"
Pippin looked over the stone statue's wing, trying to get a better look at the two elves down in the garden. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped, his cheeks turning a rosy pink. "It is Legolas!"
"Shut up!" Merry smacked him, and pulled him back out of sight just to be safe. They knew the trouble that would befall them if they were caught. "If they hear us we're dead."
"Okay," Pippin said calmly, looking over and coughing softly from what he saw. "He's taking his clothes off Merry."
"All of a sudden- I don't think we should be watching this," Merry said, pursing his lips tightly. He looked over at Pippin, who was definitely not paying attention. He was drawn to the vision infront of him, the two elves fondling now on the large bench. "Come on!" Merry barked, pulling Pippin back by his cloak hood, causing him to fall down with the other hobbit.
"Owch!" ~~~~~~~~~~~
~*~ Legolas, son of Thranduil ~*~ "Haldir," I whispered. I knew neither the reason nor the cause of saying his name aloud. He kissed me again before laying my down on the cold bench, I felt the cold but my Elven body did not react.
He ran his hands down my chest, and before I could say more his hands found my elfhood. "My enticing elf," Haldir whispered in the tongue of men. "Enjoy this."
He began stroking my length, allowing a moan to slip between my lips, which I allowed. It had been so long since I was touched like this, a person so long ago. "Haldir.ah!" I wanted to demand him away, yet I wanted him to be more aggressive against me.
He stopped once white liquid formed at the tip, and he grinned behind those pink pale lips. He never ceased to amaze me, even when his mouth engulfed me. I was dumbfounded to yell out again.
Haldir had a way with his tongue, which made my mind go into madness for a mere five minutes as he continued.
"Have you done this before?" Haldir whispered, leaning up to kiss my stomach. It feels wonderful so I do not protest. He moved like the wind, and I saw him above me again.
"Amin ceala!" (I have!) I gasped these words, as the anticipation built. I wanted him, now more than anything. I found myself running my fingers through his soft long hair, brushing my thumb against his cheek. Elven love was unbreakable, and this was more than just mere lust. This just might be a bit more than that.
"Lle desiel?" (Are you ready?) He whispered, biting down nimbly on my ear, his tongue tracing along my pointed lobe. I nodded wearily, the intense agony of him making me wait was so excruciating.
I watched him reach down and run his hands along the petals of the pearl flowers that bloomed full. His whole hand was moisturized by the recent dew of the year, and I felt two fingers inside me, moving in and out to prepare me for what he planned to substitute those fingers for.
Soon, so very soon after I felt his hard cock press firmly against my opening, slowly and very gently he began moving inside me until we were one. I clenched my teeth shut, sighing heavily and my eyes begged him to continue. "Uuma dela," (Don't worry) I whispered to him, and I gave him a weak but soft smile. "Manka lle merna," (If you wish) He grinned and pulled out, only to thrust back harder than before. He started this over and over again, until I started to cry out his name. I had never done this before. I admit, I had done this before with other Elven males, but not with such passion and foreplay like this. And yet.it didn't feel wrong.
His body was arched above me, and his skin was so beautiful. My eyes were seeing stars, and parts were veiled to me. I thought I would pass out, this was nothing I had ever experienced. "Haldir!" I called for him once more and I felt his lips to mine.
"Uuma dela," (Don't worry) He sighed, moving harder as the time progressed and it became easier for his passage inside this tight orifice of mine. "You can scream-no one will come," He stopped and sighed against my neck. "Uuner uma, n'dela no'ta." (No one does, don't worry about it)
I consented to his words. Here in Lothlorien, elves respected each other when they heard a pair coupling. We would not be interrupted. Slowly the pain died away, and only pleasure was felt. I cherished the feeling and clenched tightly. He could feel the velvety walls around him contract, and he opened his mouth but no words came.
"Oh Legolas, you are a treasure," He moaned and arched his spine so he could bend down to kiss me. I knew it was hard so I moved my neck up and brought myself to his lips as well.
His breath was uneven, and I felt he was ready. His warm seed filled inside me, and I fell back on the marble stone, my hair sprawled around me. I let out a soft groan, and his seed coated inside me, Haldir remained motionless.
"Diola lle," (Thank you) I whispered as he released himself and gently laid atop of me. He kissed my neck and brushed my hair from my face.
"Ta nae seasamin," (It was my pleasure) He said. "I leave you now my fair one."
He retreated, I had never doubted he would leave after he had gained release. With a mighty sigh, he dressed and began walking away from where I was. I reached for my clothes and was lost in deep thought. "Tenna' ento lye omenta," (Until next we meet) I said after him. "I give you my love as it this."
Haldir stopped in his tracts, slowly turned to me. He walked back from the steps had had taken not too long ago and cupped my chin in his strong hand. He kissed me one last time and whispered. "Amin harmuva onalle e' cormamin," (I shall treasure your gift in my heart) "Namaarie, a'mealamin Legolas." (Farewell, my beloved Legolas)
~*~ The End ~*~
Author's Note:
Thank you all so, so, so, so much for all your reviews. I really appreciate it. I wish there was more to this story, but I mostly wanted your imaginations to run free also. And since, I also felt horrible because Haldir cannot say until we meet again because they will not meet again. When him and the elves travel to Helms Deep (Movie version) He dies. But.dun nun na! He doesn't die according to the book version. So you can be the ones who decipher was happens. Thank you again (Bows) and still keep looking cause I'm going to write another LOTR slash pairing. ^_^ Guess who? Legolas and Gimli! Haha, I'm not sure but I have to find a good setting for it, and a reason behind the story of course. Byes!!!