A/N: Yay! You people gave me reviews! I like reviews. Okay, this is the chapter where the rating really shows itself. If you're possibly offended by "R" rated stories, GET THE HELL AWAY! I dun want any complaints about the content.
Disclaimer: Andreal is mine. Legolas isn't mine. I don't own Lord of the Rings. I wouldn't mind owning Orlando Bloom…… *-*
Caught, Chapter 3
Legolas knew his expression must have clearly shown shock. Actually, he expected that it was quite comical; he didn't normally allow himself to reveal emotion to others, but here, Andreal had all the advantage. As far as he was concerned, saving face was lost anyway.
"What's up?" Andreal casually asked.
Legolas started, and then snapped his mouth shut. 'I really don't want to answer that…' he thought.
"How's the water?"
Legolas panicked, but allowed none of it to show on his face; he'd already shown surprise. What to say to her without coming across as a total moron? "It's nice," he replied after a few moments of silence.
"Alright, then."
He sighed and closed his eyes. 'Good. She's gone. Now I can take care of…' Legolas' train of thought was interrupted by a rather loud splash.
"Wh…what're you doing?" he demanded, stammering.
Andreal surfaced completely. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm making use of the hot spring. I came here for a long, hot soak, and I'm getting it." As she was speaking, Legolas caught a brief glimpse of her naked breast, and looked towards the rock she had previously been perched on. Sure enough, there was a pile of clothes there, and since he knew they weren't his, they had to be Andreal's.
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