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A/N: Once again – I will not be held responsible for anyone who's reading this and is under 18 or easily offended by sex scenes. I, for one, happen to love them if they're done right and are true to the characters. They make me feel all mushy and cheesy-like inside (I'm such a hopeless romantic). Besides, as the author I love having the ability to write exactly what I'd want my dream man to do to me. Yes, I am evil that way. Enjoy the sexiness!
Special note to Andarta Wildhearth: I love ya and love your reviews sweetie, but it's not Lego porn – it's Lego erotica. Get it right! LOL
Chapter 27 – Declarations
In his room, Legolas gently set Alania down and closed the door behind them. Turning back he reached for her, pulling her to him for a kiss. Together they stood savoring each other's mouths.
Pushing at his chest, Alania stepped away from Legolas to look at him. His eyes had darkened with passion and he seemed like a tight bow ready to shoot. Alania smiled to herself with that strangely appropriate thought. She reached out and toyed with his hair. "I love your hair. I could run my hands through it all night and not get enough" she told him.
Legolas merely returned her smile before taking hold of the hand stroking his hair and bringing it to his lips. He placed small kisses on each of her knuckles and he massaged her palm and wrist. He began to work his kisses up her hand and wrist to her forearm, when Alania withdrew her hand.
Stepping away from him once more, their eyes met and Legolas's breath became shallow as he watched her slowly strip before him. Slowly and gracefully removing one article of clothing at a time, and Alania soon stood bare. A cool breeze came through the window blowing her hair off her shoulders and chilling her skin, causing her nipples to harden. She closed her eyes and smiled at the caress by the wind, shivering just slightly. Legolas wondered how it was possible for her to become more erotic every time they were together. When Alania opened her eyes she was startled at how close Legolas was. She hadn't heard him approach, and she gave a small giggle at how she should know better by now to expect these things from him.
Legolas leaned down and placed a kiss on the shoulder exposed by the breeze. His hands still at his sides, he traced sweet kisses up her shoulder to her neck and traced her jaw lightly with his tongue. Alania gasped at the feel of his lips on her skin and turned her head to meet his lips with her own. But Legolas had other intentions and pulled away with a smile of his own. Mirroring Alania's actions, he removed his clothes as she watched.
Both stood naked to each other. Slowly each took the other's form in at their leisure until finally their eyes met. Legolas outstretched his hand to Alania, beckoning her. As she placed her hand in his, he pulled her into an embrace. Their lips met and their arms wrapped around each other. Picking her up once more, he carried her the short distance to his bed and placed her in the center.
Legolas stretched out on his side next to her. Leaning up and resting his head on one hand, he traced her shoulder and neck with his other hand. So light was his touch that Alania gasped as he lightly tickled her skin. His hand traced circles slowly down her from her neck to her chest, moving to caress a breast. He cupped it full in his hand and brushed his thumb back and forth on her nipple until it hardened.
He loved watching her responses to his ministrations. Her body reacted to his as though they were made for each other. Every sound that came out of her mouth caused him to throb with need. The intensity of his desire to sink into her was incredible, but he was determined to prolong their love making.
Seeing her lean into his hand as she moaned in pleasure, Legolas moved from one breast to the other and paid as much attention to it as he had the first. When he received the reaction he was looking for, his hand began to gently circle her tummy finally reached the curls of hair at her legs. Tickling the tops of her hips and thighs, he smiled as she willfully parted her legs for him.
Giving him access to her center, Alania couldn't help arching her hips up towards his hand. Gripping the sheets, she felt a sheen of sweat develop from the tension he was causing in her. It was the most incredible torture and she knew he relished and enjoyed his ability to make her crazy with lust. Whimpering her need, she was rewarded as she felt his fingers first graze the insides of her thighs and finally stroke her folds. Crying out at the feel of it, her whole body rose to try and force a faster rhythm from his fingers.
Legolas almost lost control as he saw her arch up against him in urgency. Taking a deep, controlling breath he maintained his slow agonizing pace on her center. Sliding his fingers up and down her folds, he slipped himself inside her tunnel and stoked her there for a while before moving up to circle her nub and repeat the process. He leaned his head down and captured a nipple in his mouth, sucking on it as he continued to play with her.
The feel of his mouth on her breast sent Alania over the edge, and she cried out as she arched up and exploded in pleasure against his hand. The sensations continued as his fingers never stopped moving at their slow, methodical pace and he drove her from one apex to another several times this way.
Slowly withdrawing his hand, he looked up to see her panting. Smiling he kissed her lips lightly and began to kiss his way down her body while she caught her breath. He stopped to pay attention to her breasts before slowly lowering himself further. Gently her kissed her hips and the tops of her legs. He heard her moan his name as her legs once again parted for him. He could smell her sex and see the wetness there, and it was all the invitation he needed. Knowing how sensitive she would be, he gently licked her until he felt her begin to move against him. Wrapping his arms around her legs, he kissed her center in earnest bringing her to another climax with his tongue.
With an extremely self-satisfied smile, he slid up against her side once again to enjoy the view. She lay there, spent and satisfied, and he would have been content to stop there for the night. His need was great at this point, but if she would sleep now he would go no further. He knew what would come the next day and she needed the rest.
After catching her breath, Alania opened her eyes to see him watching her with a Cheshire cat grin. Smiling back up at him, she reached up and pulled his head down for a kiss. There was no way she wasn't going to reciprocate. As their tongues met and danced, she pushed him to his back and leaned against his side. Kissing for a time, Alania broke apart for a short time to lay on top of him.
Leaning up on her hands, she looked down upon him and saw that his blue eyes had turned practically black with his need for her. Against her belly she could feel the throbbing of his length. Teasing him a bit, as he had her, she ground her hips against him. His hands gripped her hips and pulled her hard against him as he groaned and matched her movement. His eyes shut and he leaned his head back as he pushed himself against her softness.
Alania leaned down and kissed his neck, licking up to his jaw and then to his ear. He hissed in pleasure as she nibbled on his earlobe and traced his ear with her tongue. Immensely pleased with herself for finding a new erogenous area of his body, Alania sighed with pleasure in his ear causing him to moan with need.
His arms wrapped around her waist and he buried his face in neck, kissing and nibbling the skin. Still, they only ground against each other, teasing and stroking the other's passion. Finally, Alania needed to feel him inside her and she straddled his hips. She was moist with desire and rubbed her center along the length of him. Legolas cried out in frustration and sat up, taking her with him. Gently pushing her body away from him as she straddled him, he guided himself into her depths in this sitting position. Both gasped as he filled her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and he pulled her hips to him. Together they sat enveloped in each other's arms, neither moving as they delighted in being as close as two people can be. Alania kissed his shoulder and neck as her hands stroked through his hair and traced his ears. Gently, Legolas traced his hands up and down her back attempting to memorize every inch and feeling he had with her in his arms this way. Nuzzling against her neck and hugging her hard against him, he murmured huskily "Vanimle sila tiri, a'maelamin. Lle mela en' coiamin." Running his hands up and down her back and sides, he passionately whispered it to her twice more before kissing her. Slowly their kiss escalated and intensified.
She could feel him throbbing within her and it caused her to feel the same pangs of need. Pulling herself apart a bit, Alania looked into Legolas's eyes before started to move against him. Unwavering in their gazes, they writhed against each other with unbridled passion. As the sensations inside her increased, Alania found she could not control herself and quickened her pace. Grinding into him, needing to feel him deep inside her, she pressed against him over and over. Aching for fulfillment, Alania arched against Legolas.
No longer satisfied in this position, Legolas lay back down and let Alania stay astride him. Reaching up to stroke and caress her breasts, he watched as she moved against him, harder and harder until she threw her head back and moaned as she crested. Seeing her climax threw Legolas's passion out of control. Pulling her down to his chest, he grabbed her hips. Holding her against him, he thrust into her hard and fast. Moments later his body nearly came off the bed, arching into her as he erupted crying her name.
Panting, the two lay connected for long minutes, coming back down from their euphoria. Alania leaned up and looked at Legolas. His eyes were closed and he was smiling that same Cheshire cat smile again. Brushing some hair off his face, she giggled and gently kissed him. "You look exactly like a cat who's just gotten some cream, elf" she said.
"You know, I hate to say this, but I told you we would not be apart for too much longer" he replied.
A heartbeat later, Legolas was gifted for that comment by Alania's laughter. He was overjoyed to hear it, as it had been a very long time since he had heard her musical laugh. And she laughed long and hard. It was one of those laughs that take you completely by surprise and leave you feeling giddy when it's over. Legolas was soon taken up by it as well, and together the two laughed themselves to tears.
Finally able to breath again, Alania attempted to climb off Legolas. Growling, Legolas held her still. "Oh no. I just got you here. Where do you think you are going?"
"Um, nowhere. But am I allowed to get more comfy?" she replied.
Reluctantly Legolas allowed her to climb off, and his acquiescence was rewarded when she curled up next to him and settled into the nook of his arm with her head on his chest. They sighed contently and absently stroked and touched each other.
Alania softly ran her hand on his chest, tickling him lightly, occasionally finding a sensitive spot. Memorizing those, she smiled at their recent love making. Leaning up suddenly, she looked at his face and when he opened his eyes to look at her she asked "You said something to me before in elvish. What was it?"
Legolas smiled and teased "I am astonished and not a little insulted that you have spent so many months and weeks with elves and did not learn my language, little sprite. Perhaps I shall not tell you."
Feigning shock, Alania sat up on her knees and covered her face with her hands. Making a brilliant display of mock despair, she sniffled loudly and said "Alas! The elf will not define something for me, his lady-love! Here, see how he mocks me. But methinks I have devised an evil plan to thwart his stubbornness. I shall tickle him until he is so weakened that he confesses!" With that she climbed back onto him and straddled his chest. Leering down at him and producing a silly evil laugh, she began to tickle him in all the sensitive places she had just discovered.
Legolas yelped and tried to throw her off him as he tearfully laughed through the torture. Grabbing her wrists, he managed to pull her arms over his head, causing her to lean forward pressing her breasts against his face.
"Hey! That's not fair. You're stronger than me" she complained. "I was just starting to have fun."
Thoroughly enjoying the position he had just placed her in, Legolas couldn't resist lightly biting her nipples. Chuckling when she moaned with pleasure, he said "I apologize little sprite. I did not mean to ruin your fun. I will stop." When he released her wrists and started to push her off, she protested breathily "No, don't stop."
Laughing, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over so that he leaned above her. He began to caress her breasts in earnest as he leaned in to passionately kiss her.
Sometime later, exhausted once more, they lay curled together cuddling. Stroking her hair, Legolas whispered "Your beauty shines bright, beloved. You are the love of my life. That is what I said to you earlier when we made love." When she turned to face him, he continued "I love you Alania. When this is over I want you to come home with me. I would introduce you to my father and show you Mirkwood."
Overwhelmed at his words, Alania leaned up and kissed him hard in return. Hugging him close, she nuzzled his neck giving him gentle kisses. Taking a deep breath she sighed and pulled away from him. Sitting up she gazed down and saw that he was frowning a bit.
"What is it, melamin?" he asked.
"I was hoping to not have to have this conversation for a little longer. It is late and we both need to rest and it is just not very good timing. But timing has never exactly been our forte, has it?" she replied with a wistful smile. "Oh Legolas, I can't tell you how much your words mean to me. But when this is over I am going home. I will not go with you to Mirkwood."
Frowning and sitting up as well, Legolas asked "What do you mean? I know you love me. I heard you say it in Rivendell. Why would you not want to come with me?"
"Sweetheart, it has nothing to do with what I want or how I feel. I do love you. With all my heart, I love you. I had no idea it was possible to feel this strongly about anyone. But you and I are not meant to be. I have spent a great deal of time thinking about this these past months away from you. If we were to stay together, I would begin to hate myself. I am mortal, Legolas. I think you sometimes forget this. I will not always look this way. I will not always have this energy. I will grow old and gray. My body will weaken and wrinkle. If I am lucky, I will retain all my mental faculties. But at some point, my body will simply stop functioning. I am going to die Legolas. You, on the other hand, will not age. You will grow more beautiful with each passing year as I slowly deteriorate. If you stayed with me I would begin to feel that you thought yourself obligated to stay by my side because of your love, while you could be out traveling or hunting or any number of things. I would not be able to live with the guilt. And in truth, I think I might grow to envy your youth and immortality. I am very accepting of my eventual death, but to be faced with the opposite everyday as I grow weak would be very trying on my heart. It isn't fair. Not to you, and not to me. I am sorry Legolas, but when this is over I am going home and you will go home. That is the way it should be."
"So you would throw away what we have because you fear the future?" he asked angrily. "And what about what I want? Am I to have no say in this?"
"No Legolas. You will have no say in this. And if you think my heart doesn't ache as much as yours at the knowledge that we will eventually part then you are wrong and selfish. And I am not throwing anything away. I will always carry you and our love in my heart. That is the only forever I can offer you Legolas. I wish it could be more."
"Alania, it is unfair that you give us only borrowed time. I will not be satisfied with such a short amount of time. There is a great deal I would share with you. All the while we have known each other, things have been pulling us apart that were out of our control. How can you choose to be a barrier to our being together as well?"
Alania sighed and said "Legolas, here is exactly what you fail to see. I am living on borrowed time. You are forever and do not need to understand it. And though there is nothing I want more than to spend eternity with you, it will never happen. I am not choosing to be a barrier. I simply am the barrier. I am human, you are elf. Please, try to see where I am coming from. Let us not argue about this anymore. Let us live in the moment and enjoy what we have. It is more than most people ever feel, and I, for one, am not going to waste another minute if I do not have to."
Before he could say anything further, Alania climbed into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. Unable to refuse her, Legolas pulled her close, kissed her forehead and said "Very well melamin. We will not discuss this now. Get some sleep. Tomorrow will be difficult for us all."
As she fell asleep in his arms, Legolas looked at her and thought long about her words. He loved her too much to simply give up. Closing his eyes, he leaned back and tried to rest as well knowing he would not find a solution that evening.
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You know, it's always a good sign when the author needs to fan herself after writing a sexy scene. =) Kindly review – it's what I live for.
A/N: Once again – I will not be held responsible for anyone who's reading this and is under 18 or easily offended by sex scenes. I, for one, happen to love them if they're done right and are true to the characters. They make me feel all mushy and cheesy-like inside (I'm such a hopeless romantic). Besides, as the author I love having the ability to write exactly what I'd want my dream man to do to me. Yes, I am evil that way. Enjoy the sexiness!
Special note to Andarta Wildhearth: I love ya and love your reviews sweetie, but it's not Lego porn – it's Lego erotica. Get it right! LOL
Chapter 27 – Declarations
In his room, Legolas gently set Alania down and closed the door behind them. Turning back he reached for her, pulling her to him for a kiss. Together they stood savoring each other's mouths.
Pushing at his chest, Alania stepped away from Legolas to look at him. His eyes had darkened with passion and he seemed like a tight bow ready to shoot. Alania smiled to herself with that strangely appropriate thought. She reached out and toyed with his hair. "I love your hair. I could run my hands through it all night and not get enough" she told him.
Legolas merely returned her smile before taking hold of the hand stroking his hair and bringing it to his lips. He placed small kisses on each of her knuckles and he massaged her palm and wrist. He began to work his kisses up her hand and wrist to her forearm, when Alania withdrew her hand.
Stepping away from him once more, their eyes met and Legolas's breath became shallow as he watched her slowly strip before him. Slowly and gracefully removing one article of clothing at a time, and Alania soon stood bare. A cool breeze came through the window blowing her hair off her shoulders and chilling her skin, causing her nipples to harden. She closed her eyes and smiled at the caress by the wind, shivering just slightly. Legolas wondered how it was possible for her to become more erotic every time they were together. When Alania opened her eyes she was startled at how close Legolas was. She hadn't heard him approach, and she gave a small giggle at how she should know better by now to expect these things from him.
Legolas leaned down and placed a kiss on the shoulder exposed by the breeze. His hands still at his sides, he traced sweet kisses up her shoulder to her neck and traced her jaw lightly with his tongue. Alania gasped at the feel of his lips on her skin and turned her head to meet his lips with her own. But Legolas had other intentions and pulled away with a smile of his own. Mirroring Alania's actions, he removed his clothes as she watched.
Both stood naked to each other. Slowly each took the other's form in at their leisure until finally their eyes met. Legolas outstretched his hand to Alania, beckoning her. As she placed her hand in his, he pulled her into an embrace. Their lips met and their arms wrapped around each other. Picking her up once more, he carried her the short distance to his bed and placed her in the center.
Legolas stretched out on his side next to her. Leaning up and resting his head on one hand, he traced her shoulder and neck with his other hand. So light was his touch that Alania gasped as he lightly tickled her skin. His hand traced circles slowly down her from her neck to her chest, moving to caress a breast. He cupped it full in his hand and brushed his thumb back and forth on her nipple until it hardened.
He loved watching her responses to his ministrations. Her body reacted to his as though they were made for each other. Every sound that came out of her mouth caused him to throb with need. The intensity of his desire to sink into her was incredible, but he was determined to prolong their love making.
Seeing her lean into his hand as she moaned in pleasure, Legolas moved from one breast to the other and paid as much attention to it as he had the first. When he received the reaction he was looking for, his hand began to gently circle her tummy finally reached the curls of hair at her legs. Tickling the tops of her hips and thighs, he smiled as she willfully parted her legs for him.
Giving him access to her center, Alania couldn't help arching her hips up towards his hand. Gripping the sheets, she felt a sheen of sweat develop from the tension he was causing in her. It was the most incredible torture and she knew he relished and enjoyed his ability to make her crazy with lust. Whimpering her need, she was rewarded as she felt his fingers first graze the insides of her thighs and finally stroke her folds. Crying out at the feel of it, her whole body rose to try and force a faster rhythm from his fingers.
Legolas almost lost control as he saw her arch up against him in urgency. Taking a deep, controlling breath he maintained his slow agonizing pace on her center. Sliding his fingers up and down her folds, he slipped himself inside her tunnel and stoked her there for a while before moving up to circle her nub and repeat the process. He leaned his head down and captured a nipple in his mouth, sucking on it as he continued to play with her.
The feel of his mouth on her breast sent Alania over the edge, and she cried out as she arched up and exploded in pleasure against his hand. The sensations continued as his fingers never stopped moving at their slow, methodical pace and he drove her from one apex to another several times this way.
Slowly withdrawing his hand, he looked up to see her panting. Smiling he kissed her lips lightly and began to kiss his way down her body while she caught her breath. He stopped to pay attention to her breasts before slowly lowering himself further. Gently her kissed her hips and the tops of her legs. He heard her moan his name as her legs once again parted for him. He could smell her sex and see the wetness there, and it was all the invitation he needed. Knowing how sensitive she would be, he gently licked her until he felt her begin to move against him. Wrapping his arms around her legs, he kissed her center in earnest bringing her to another climax with his tongue.
With an extremely self-satisfied smile, he slid up against her side once again to enjoy the view. She lay there, spent and satisfied, and he would have been content to stop there for the night. His need was great at this point, but if she would sleep now he would go no further. He knew what would come the next day and she needed the rest.
After catching her breath, Alania opened her eyes to see him watching her with a Cheshire cat grin. Smiling back up at him, she reached up and pulled his head down for a kiss. There was no way she wasn't going to reciprocate. As their tongues met and danced, she pushed him to his back and leaned against his side. Kissing for a time, Alania broke apart for a short time to lay on top of him.
Leaning up on her hands, she looked down upon him and saw that his blue eyes had turned practically black with his need for her. Against her belly she could feel the throbbing of his length. Teasing him a bit, as he had her, she ground her hips against him. His hands gripped her hips and pulled her hard against him as he groaned and matched her movement. His eyes shut and he leaned his head back as he pushed himself against her softness.
Alania leaned down and kissed his neck, licking up to his jaw and then to his ear. He hissed in pleasure as she nibbled on his earlobe and traced his ear with her tongue. Immensely pleased with herself for finding a new erogenous area of his body, Alania sighed with pleasure in his ear causing him to moan with need.
His arms wrapped around her waist and he buried his face in neck, kissing and nibbling the skin. Still, they only ground against each other, teasing and stroking the other's passion. Finally, Alania needed to feel him inside her and she straddled his hips. She was moist with desire and rubbed her center along the length of him. Legolas cried out in frustration and sat up, taking her with him. Gently pushing her body away from him as she straddled him, he guided himself into her depths in this sitting position. Both gasped as he filled her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and he pulled her hips to him. Together they sat enveloped in each other's arms, neither moving as they delighted in being as close as two people can be. Alania kissed his shoulder and neck as her hands stroked through his hair and traced his ears. Gently, Legolas traced his hands up and down her back attempting to memorize every inch and feeling he had with her in his arms this way. Nuzzling against her neck and hugging her hard against him, he murmured huskily "Vanimle sila tiri, a'maelamin. Lle mela en' coiamin." Running his hands up and down her back and sides, he passionately whispered it to her twice more before kissing her. Slowly their kiss escalated and intensified.
She could feel him throbbing within her and it caused her to feel the same pangs of need. Pulling herself apart a bit, Alania looked into Legolas's eyes before started to move against him. Unwavering in their gazes, they writhed against each other with unbridled passion. As the sensations inside her increased, Alania found she could not control herself and quickened her pace. Grinding into him, needing to feel him deep inside her, she pressed against him over and over. Aching for fulfillment, Alania arched against Legolas.
No longer satisfied in this position, Legolas lay back down and let Alania stay astride him. Reaching up to stroke and caress her breasts, he watched as she moved against him, harder and harder until she threw her head back and moaned as she crested. Seeing her climax threw Legolas's passion out of control. Pulling her down to his chest, he grabbed her hips. Holding her against him, he thrust into her hard and fast. Moments later his body nearly came off the bed, arching into her as he erupted crying her name.
Panting, the two lay connected for long minutes, coming back down from their euphoria. Alania leaned up and looked at Legolas. His eyes were closed and he was smiling that same Cheshire cat smile again. Brushing some hair off his face, she giggled and gently kissed him. "You look exactly like a cat who's just gotten some cream, elf" she said.
"You know, I hate to say this, but I told you we would not be apart for too much longer" he replied.
A heartbeat later, Legolas was gifted for that comment by Alania's laughter. He was overjoyed to hear it, as it had been a very long time since he had heard her musical laugh. And she laughed long and hard. It was one of those laughs that take you completely by surprise and leave you feeling giddy when it's over. Legolas was soon taken up by it as well, and together the two laughed themselves to tears.
Finally able to breath again, Alania attempted to climb off Legolas. Growling, Legolas held her still. "Oh no. I just got you here. Where do you think you are going?"
"Um, nowhere. But am I allowed to get more comfy?" she replied.
Reluctantly Legolas allowed her to climb off, and his acquiescence was rewarded when she curled up next to him and settled into the nook of his arm with her head on his chest. They sighed contently and absently stroked and touched each other.
Alania softly ran her hand on his chest, tickling him lightly, occasionally finding a sensitive spot. Memorizing those, she smiled at their recent love making. Leaning up suddenly, she looked at his face and when he opened his eyes to look at her she asked "You said something to me before in elvish. What was it?"
Legolas smiled and teased "I am astonished and not a little insulted that you have spent so many months and weeks with elves and did not learn my language, little sprite. Perhaps I shall not tell you."
Feigning shock, Alania sat up on her knees and covered her face with her hands. Making a brilliant display of mock despair, she sniffled loudly and said "Alas! The elf will not define something for me, his lady-love! Here, see how he mocks me. But methinks I have devised an evil plan to thwart his stubbornness. I shall tickle him until he is so weakened that he confesses!" With that she climbed back onto him and straddled his chest. Leering down at him and producing a silly evil laugh, she began to tickle him in all the sensitive places she had just discovered.
Legolas yelped and tried to throw her off him as he tearfully laughed through the torture. Grabbing her wrists, he managed to pull her arms over his head, causing her to lean forward pressing her breasts against his face.
"Hey! That's not fair. You're stronger than me" she complained. "I was just starting to have fun."
Thoroughly enjoying the position he had just placed her in, Legolas couldn't resist lightly biting her nipples. Chuckling when she moaned with pleasure, he said "I apologize little sprite. I did not mean to ruin your fun. I will stop." When he released her wrists and started to push her off, she protested breathily "No, don't stop."
Laughing, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over so that he leaned above her. He began to caress her breasts in earnest as he leaned in to passionately kiss her.
Sometime later, exhausted once more, they lay curled together cuddling. Stroking her hair, Legolas whispered "Your beauty shines bright, beloved. You are the love of my life. That is what I said to you earlier when we made love." When she turned to face him, he continued "I love you Alania. When this is over I want you to come home with me. I would introduce you to my father and show you Mirkwood."
Overwhelmed at his words, Alania leaned up and kissed him hard in return. Hugging him close, she nuzzled his neck giving him gentle kisses. Taking a deep breath she sighed and pulled away from him. Sitting up she gazed down and saw that he was frowning a bit.
"What is it, melamin?" he asked.
"I was hoping to not have to have this conversation for a little longer. It is late and we both need to rest and it is just not very good timing. But timing has never exactly been our forte, has it?" she replied with a wistful smile. "Oh Legolas, I can't tell you how much your words mean to me. But when this is over I am going home. I will not go with you to Mirkwood."
Frowning and sitting up as well, Legolas asked "What do you mean? I know you love me. I heard you say it in Rivendell. Why would you not want to come with me?"
"Sweetheart, it has nothing to do with what I want or how I feel. I do love you. With all my heart, I love you. I had no idea it was possible to feel this strongly about anyone. But you and I are not meant to be. I have spent a great deal of time thinking about this these past months away from you. If we were to stay together, I would begin to hate myself. I am mortal, Legolas. I think you sometimes forget this. I will not always look this way. I will not always have this energy. I will grow old and gray. My body will weaken and wrinkle. If I am lucky, I will retain all my mental faculties. But at some point, my body will simply stop functioning. I am going to die Legolas. You, on the other hand, will not age. You will grow more beautiful with each passing year as I slowly deteriorate. If you stayed with me I would begin to feel that you thought yourself obligated to stay by my side because of your love, while you could be out traveling or hunting or any number of things. I would not be able to live with the guilt. And in truth, I think I might grow to envy your youth and immortality. I am very accepting of my eventual death, but to be faced with the opposite everyday as I grow weak would be very trying on my heart. It isn't fair. Not to you, and not to me. I am sorry Legolas, but when this is over I am going home and you will go home. That is the way it should be."
"So you would throw away what we have because you fear the future?" he asked angrily. "And what about what I want? Am I to have no say in this?"
"No Legolas. You will have no say in this. And if you think my heart doesn't ache as much as yours at the knowledge that we will eventually part then you are wrong and selfish. And I am not throwing anything away. I will always carry you and our love in my heart. That is the only forever I can offer you Legolas. I wish it could be more."
"Alania, it is unfair that you give us only borrowed time. I will not be satisfied with such a short amount of time. There is a great deal I would share with you. All the while we have known each other, things have been pulling us apart that were out of our control. How can you choose to be a barrier to our being together as well?"
Alania sighed and said "Legolas, here is exactly what you fail to see. I am living on borrowed time. You are forever and do not need to understand it. And though there is nothing I want more than to spend eternity with you, it will never happen. I am not choosing to be a barrier. I simply am the barrier. I am human, you are elf. Please, try to see where I am coming from. Let us not argue about this anymore. Let us live in the moment and enjoy what we have. It is more than most people ever feel, and I, for one, am not going to waste another minute if I do not have to."
Before he could say anything further, Alania climbed into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. Unable to refuse her, Legolas pulled her close, kissed her forehead and said "Very well melamin. We will not discuss this now. Get some sleep. Tomorrow will be difficult for us all."
As she fell asleep in his arms, Legolas looked at her and thought long about her words. He loved her too much to simply give up. Closing his eyes, he leaned back and tried to rest as well knowing he would not find a solution that evening.
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You know, it's always a good sign when the author needs to fan herself after writing a sexy scene. =) Kindly review – it's what I live for.