A/N: Sorry for the delay. but here it is at last!!





Disclaimer: All the unknown characters are mine! Legolas isn't! I wish! In all early chapters only Elvish is spoken unless noted. Elvish speech is in ' '. Common speech in " ". In future chapters slash, rape and possible torture etc.



Shadows of the past



Chapter 7 - Just a little fun?

Lenwer lent back 'Oh why do these things have to happen to me!' He whispered gentle.

He turned his head to look for Legolas, but he was nowhere to be seen. 'Shit where has he got to?'

Lenwer looked once again at Khimar's strong and muscular body. 'Why does he have to be so bloody good-looking?'

Lenwer began to curse under his breath, for the situation he was in.

'Lenwer you curse like a mortal man.' A familiar voice casually said.

Lenwer began to blush again 'Fuck!'

'Look Lenwer didn't your elders tell you not to curse like that?' Khimar pointed out.

'Anyway I'm sure my mother will be pleased when she finds out that the man whom is responsible for me swears like there is no tomorrow! I mean, just think of the influence you have on me!' Khimar sarcastically informed Lenwer.

'Sorry!' was all the half Elf said.

Khimar sat up and realized his leg was placed in a somewhat risky area between Lenwer's legs. Khimar blushed slightly and tried to remove his leg.

Khimar cleared his throat 'Anyway. Lenwer you are very comfortable to sleep on. I hope you didn't mind?' Asked the youth while standing up.

Lenwer was relaxed more now, for the body contact between the two had been broken.

'Actually I.'

To Lenwer's surprise Khimar's lips came crushing down on his. Lenwer welcomed them as he kissed back lustfully. Khimar's lips were sweat and innocent tasting.

Khimar pulled away 'If you don't mind, I think I'll be getting dressed.' Khimar smiled cheekily.

Lenwer was stunned 'huh?' was all he said. The taste left in his mouth from Khimar, made him lust for more.

He sat quietly as he watched Khimar dressed. He thought to himself of what had just happened, which confused him slightly. Once Khimar had begun to run his fingers through his hair, he turned to Lenwer and stared directly into his eyes. 'Um. Lenwer can you tie my hair? My left wrist is hurting.' Khimar asked. Lenwer knew that the younger Elf was up to something, but did not take heed of his own advice and agreed.

'Yes okay.'

Khimar came and sat in front of Lenwer and handed him a thin leather tie. The half Elf pulled Khimar closer to him so as he could reach. The young Elf crossed his legs and rested his hands on his knees.

Lenwer began to run his fingers through the soft silky hair. He began to gather up the hair into a ponytail when he noticed that the younger Elf was edging further back towards him.

Lenwer lent slightly forward and tenderly kissed Khimar's neck. The younger Elf lent back even further, now with his back against Lenwer's chest. The older Elf trailed kisses along his neck then he flicked his tongue over the tip of the younger Elf's ear. Causing Khimar to melt in Lenwer's arms.

Lenwer knew the pleasure Elves had from the tip of the ears, for he had had Elves as lovers before.

The half Elf wrapped his strong arms around Khimar's waist and pulled him onto his lap. Lenwer continued kissing Khimar's neck. Then it hit him. It was like being called out from a dream 'What was he doing!' He heard in his head.

'Fuck no. this can't happen. I'm sorry!' Lenwer quickly removed Khimar from his lap and ran out of the cave, leaving Khimar all alone.

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Legolas had finished collecting the nuts and berries when he saw Lenwer run out of the cave. Legolas thought nothing much of it. 'I take it that they have woken up now.' He spoke aloud to himself. He slowly began to walk back up the slope to the cave. He held tightly a bag full of berries and nuts. 'Hmm, it looks like it is going to be a nice day.' He swung his arms and sang happily.

Lenwer ran out of the cave. He stopped, and then decided to take higher ground to contemplate and think through what had just happened. He needed time and space to think.

He had reached a flat area he stood rubbing his brow. His thoughts were troubled. Well this wasn't the best start of a day.

He saw a pool of water, which had been left from the storm. He walked over pulled his shirt of and began to wash himself.

Whilst drying himself with his shirt, as it was all he had with him, he sat down on the soft mosses and looked up at the sky.

'Lenwer you know better than to play about with youths.' He told himself aloud. 'Why do you always make things difficult for yourself.'

To be continued.