Disclaimer: This is my story and I wrote it, however I did
not write LOTR... J.R.R. Tolkein did. Though I don't know why
I should tell you this... he is not writing new stories. Why?
Why you ask? Oh well he's been DEAD for about some time
now... So umm, "Tear" I will leave you to your reading. Have
fun. Oh yes and this is a little bit of a NON-child base...
this is Arownen and Legolas devoting "Each other"... which
doesn't really make sense but you'll have to read!
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Legolas and Arownen now lay on the bed, Legolas on Arownen kissing her passionately and Arownen doing the same. They shifted around and Arownen became on top. She looked at his chest, which was muscular but soft and fair. She loved his body, it was so soft under her own. She kissed his chest softly, then she kissed from his stomach to his lips.
He wound her hair in his long slender fingers. He felt if it ever ended he would surely die. He kissed her chest. He had the sensation in his dreams earlier that day when she had come to sit next to him. He didn't believe such pleasure of any elf maiden he had brought to his bed.
"3000 years and this is whom I find now to be the most fair and pleasurable of al my journeys and livings." He thought to himself as he kissed her again.
She was now down to his stomach kissing it lightly. The lower she got, the more passion he felt for her. She finally got to his place of desire and he rushed her back to his face. Kissing her lightly and shifting himself to be on top of her, then He kissed her neck gently and he moved his hand down her face. His finger traced its slender beauty.
"Never have I known such passion." He whispered to her.
"Nor I my love." She replied. She caressed his face with her hands and they started their love. Movement was among then as they let out little Gasps and moans.
Legolas what infatuated with her. Every time she opened her mouth to make any noise at all he pressed harder into her. She to was immensely in love for the prince.
They kissed one another, and frequently caressed each other as well. They felt their bodies and marveled at the pure slender and fair skin. Arownen kissed Legolas again from his shoulder to his fingertips as he pushed himself into her from his on-top position. He did nothing but concentrate on the excitement between them and in the moment.
The hours grew late and the sun finally gleamed from the window. Legolas was tired but would never stop if she wanted him t keep going. She then lightly pressed him aside and covered herself with her sheets of silver. Legolas did the same and then lay beside one another staring deep into each other's eyes.
She kissed his lips and he kissed her back. They embraced each other for a minute or two when they saw the sun come from her windows and they smelled the air of fair spring.
"The only night I know to ever come with an even star beauty, I shall treasure your passion and mine for as long as my life goes on." He whispered.
"Legolas, I will treasure it as well and though return to my people, I will never forget you." She said to him turned to look at the ceiling.
He gasped at her, he could not believe what he was hearing. He wanted, no, needed her. Her very essence gave him life and breath. He tried to think of something clever to say that would persuade her otherwise, but he could only think of what life would be live with his fair even star.
"But my love, if you leave terrible things will happen. The trees will wither and die, the sky turn to black, everything that is good in this world will be pulled from my eyes. I will never look on a maiden fairer then you Arownen. You are the sun that shines on the river, or the moon that lights up the woods in spring to reveal the coming beauty. I can not rest, if you are gone." He said as he got up and located his clothes on the floor. He then put on his pants as she watched him. She sat up and pulled the covers with her and she spoke.
"Legolas, come with me, to my city. My people shall great you humbly. I wish to stay in your fair Mirkwood. But I must return. My father has plans for me. I and betrothed Legolas." She looked hard in the other direction.
Legolas starred at her, grief in his eyes. The light was slowing fading from him. He felt her grasp of love let go. His eyes started to tear thought he hid it well.
"You are..." he paused and shook his head. "No, this cannot be. My love, tell me you were not serious, tell me you are mine forever." He pleaded with her. His eyes still bearing tears.
She as well started to cry. "Legolas, I love you, but I am regretfully betrothed. Alas, against my will, I would like no more than to be yours. But by law, I am to marry the man of whom my father is friend with his father." She shook her head. "I am sorry I did not tell you this before." She cried now openly, the tears fell down like shooting stars, glittering like pearl or silver amongst the already silver room.
Legolas ran to her side and hugged her tightly. "My fair, please do not cry. I Love you, your father shall surly let you marry me instead. I am of royalty too my love. Please let us ride to him and ask." He whispered to her.
She pushed herself into his arms and cried into him. He could feel her sweat warm tears running down his chest. She hugged him tightly and did not let go for some time. Legolas broke the embrace and said to her.
"We will leave tomorrow, announce it to my father. For now, I will show you Mirkwood. You will remember this fair place when we leave. Though I must come back here after your settlement with your people is done. My father has no other sons to be king." Legolas spoke softly to her.
She looked at him and nodded, then he got up and handed her, the silver dress she had wore the night before. She took it, clearing her face of tears. She saw Legolas's chest wet from her sobbing. His skin shinned in the sunlight as well in the moonlight. She told him to come near to her and she wiped the tears off with her silver sheet and then got up and put on her dress.
Once she had gotten on her dress she looked into the mirror of silver lining. She ran her hand threw her hair with her fingers and put her hair behind her shoulders to flow down her back. Legolas saw the hair and could not hold back his desire to smell it. Her hair was of spring flowers and the beautiful smell of the river in the fall. He pulled her hair from her neck slightly and kissed her.
"You are beautiful, though I do not know of any way to describe it." He said. He put on his shirt and his quiver with bow and arrows and walked out the door. To his surprise, his father was right outside it reading some paper work. To busy with reading to notice they were standing in front of him.
"Father?" He said to the king.
"Oh yes Legolas. I need to speak with you." He said. He looked at Arownen and she took her leave out into the forest from the front door.
"Well father what is the news?" Legolas stared at Arownen from a window.
"Legolas I am afraid that this news will not be of your liking." Said the king. They walked down the open hall to the king's study. The doors where opened by the king and Legolas saw to elves standing by the desk watching them come in.
Legolas followed his father into the rooms and behind the desk his father sat and Legolas stood to his right hand... They were men, hair of gold eyes of blue, they stood tall clothed in gold as the kings of old. Legolas knew when men such as this came to the place, news was ill.
"Legolas, my son, this is Captain Haldair of Lothlorien and company is Darien." Both men bowed and Legolas bowed back in reply of welcome.
"I hope Mirkwood is a place of Welcome for you Captain." Legolas said.
"Yes with urgent news your father has been most patient and kind. So have your Maidens." He added with a laugh. Legolas caught the joke and smiled.
"What business brings you to Mirkwood?" Legolas asked.
"An alliance of men and elves once existed, Helms deep the great fortress of Rohan is in great dept, as so told by Elrond. The elves are called upon to help them against the attack of Mordor." He said. Legolas stiffened.
"What are their odds in the matter?" The king questioned Haldiar.
"Three hundred to Ten thousand." He informed them.
Legolas and his father sat in thought, then his father threw an order out the door for one of the elves guarding the door picked up.
"Earokin, send for all the soldiers of Mirkwood, Mortal and Elf alike. Tell them they shall report here and be at ready to leave by morning." Haldiar smiled and shook the king's and Legolas's hands and bowed to them.
"The king of Grace From the high woods of Mirkwood shall never be forgotten. Now My lord I am bid to leave by morning tomorrow, if I do not bath I am certain none of your company will wish to come with me to Helms deep." He laughed again. Legolas and the king laughed as well. They nodded to Haldiar, then he, and Darien left the study.
The king looked at Legolas, seeing the frustration in his eyes. He knew way Legolas was concerned. Arownen had come up in his mind almost instantly as the information by Haldiar was spoken.
"Legolas my son, Arownen..." he paused. Legolas held up his hand to his father.
"I need to explain this to Arownen. She will not understand." He sighed. He walked from the study and down to the doors. He looked around the pond area but did not see any signs of his star. He checked everywhere around the village, but she was nowhere to be found. He sighed and went to his stables.
He found her there, near his white stallion. The stable building was of white gold and there were at least 12 inclines for were the horses were. He walked to his stallion and it raised its head happily greeting him. He waved to it and Arownen.
She smiled at him, but his grave face gave her an undesired feeling of ill news. She walked from the horse to Legolas and took his hands into his own.
"Legolas." She started.
"Alas, Arownen, this will not work. I am called to Helms deep. I shall leave in the morning, the time we were supposed to take leave to your city. I am sorry my fair, I cannot go with you." He said.
She sighed and looked to the ground, the white gleaming brightly back at her. She was already aware of something terrible. She did not want her love Legolas to die at Helms Deep. She gleamed at him, her eyes hard.
"You will come with me, or die Legolas. It is simple, the way of possible destruction or the way of Life with me. You have your choice, I will give you some time to chose. In the morning, I will leave, with, or without your company beside me." She said sternly and took her leave from the stables.
He looked to the ground for some time, debating coming across his duty as prince, and his love for Arownen. He sighed and sat down beside his horse, which nudged his shoulder. He sat in silence for a long while still.
Arownen was not happy with his proposal, though she knew he must do what is commanded of a prince. She well understood, but could not be happy with any decision he made. Should she go with him and meet her end? They would at least be together. But her father needed her more. Should she choose life over love? She thought out every detail and the sun started going down.
Soo um.. This is kind of interesting isn't it? Lets see. if ya wanna say anything. good bad whatever.. say whatever. I'm bored though I love this story. I wounder how it will END..hmmmm..
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Legolas and Arownen now lay on the bed, Legolas on Arownen kissing her passionately and Arownen doing the same. They shifted around and Arownen became on top. She looked at his chest, which was muscular but soft and fair. She loved his body, it was so soft under her own. She kissed his chest softly, then she kissed from his stomach to his lips.
He wound her hair in his long slender fingers. He felt if it ever ended he would surely die. He kissed her chest. He had the sensation in his dreams earlier that day when she had come to sit next to him. He didn't believe such pleasure of any elf maiden he had brought to his bed.
"3000 years and this is whom I find now to be the most fair and pleasurable of al my journeys and livings." He thought to himself as he kissed her again.
She was now down to his stomach kissing it lightly. The lower she got, the more passion he felt for her. She finally got to his place of desire and he rushed her back to his face. Kissing her lightly and shifting himself to be on top of her, then He kissed her neck gently and he moved his hand down her face. His finger traced its slender beauty.
"Never have I known such passion." He whispered to her.
"Nor I my love." She replied. She caressed his face with her hands and they started their love. Movement was among then as they let out little Gasps and moans.
Legolas what infatuated with her. Every time she opened her mouth to make any noise at all he pressed harder into her. She to was immensely in love for the prince.
They kissed one another, and frequently caressed each other as well. They felt their bodies and marveled at the pure slender and fair skin. Arownen kissed Legolas again from his shoulder to his fingertips as he pushed himself into her from his on-top position. He did nothing but concentrate on the excitement between them and in the moment.
The hours grew late and the sun finally gleamed from the window. Legolas was tired but would never stop if she wanted him t keep going. She then lightly pressed him aside and covered herself with her sheets of silver. Legolas did the same and then lay beside one another staring deep into each other's eyes.
She kissed his lips and he kissed her back. They embraced each other for a minute or two when they saw the sun come from her windows and they smelled the air of fair spring.
"The only night I know to ever come with an even star beauty, I shall treasure your passion and mine for as long as my life goes on." He whispered.
"Legolas, I will treasure it as well and though return to my people, I will never forget you." She said to him turned to look at the ceiling.
He gasped at her, he could not believe what he was hearing. He wanted, no, needed her. Her very essence gave him life and breath. He tried to think of something clever to say that would persuade her otherwise, but he could only think of what life would be live with his fair even star.
"But my love, if you leave terrible things will happen. The trees will wither and die, the sky turn to black, everything that is good in this world will be pulled from my eyes. I will never look on a maiden fairer then you Arownen. You are the sun that shines on the river, or the moon that lights up the woods in spring to reveal the coming beauty. I can not rest, if you are gone." He said as he got up and located his clothes on the floor. He then put on his pants as she watched him. She sat up and pulled the covers with her and she spoke.
"Legolas, come with me, to my city. My people shall great you humbly. I wish to stay in your fair Mirkwood. But I must return. My father has plans for me. I and betrothed Legolas." She looked hard in the other direction.
Legolas starred at her, grief in his eyes. The light was slowing fading from him. He felt her grasp of love let go. His eyes started to tear thought he hid it well.
"You are..." he paused and shook his head. "No, this cannot be. My love, tell me you were not serious, tell me you are mine forever." He pleaded with her. His eyes still bearing tears.
She as well started to cry. "Legolas, I love you, but I am regretfully betrothed. Alas, against my will, I would like no more than to be yours. But by law, I am to marry the man of whom my father is friend with his father." She shook her head. "I am sorry I did not tell you this before." She cried now openly, the tears fell down like shooting stars, glittering like pearl or silver amongst the already silver room.
Legolas ran to her side and hugged her tightly. "My fair, please do not cry. I Love you, your father shall surly let you marry me instead. I am of royalty too my love. Please let us ride to him and ask." He whispered to her.
She pushed herself into his arms and cried into him. He could feel her sweat warm tears running down his chest. She hugged him tightly and did not let go for some time. Legolas broke the embrace and said to her.
"We will leave tomorrow, announce it to my father. For now, I will show you Mirkwood. You will remember this fair place when we leave. Though I must come back here after your settlement with your people is done. My father has no other sons to be king." Legolas spoke softly to her.
She looked at him and nodded, then he got up and handed her, the silver dress she had wore the night before. She took it, clearing her face of tears. She saw Legolas's chest wet from her sobbing. His skin shinned in the sunlight as well in the moonlight. She told him to come near to her and she wiped the tears off with her silver sheet and then got up and put on her dress.
Once she had gotten on her dress she looked into the mirror of silver lining. She ran her hand threw her hair with her fingers and put her hair behind her shoulders to flow down her back. Legolas saw the hair and could not hold back his desire to smell it. Her hair was of spring flowers and the beautiful smell of the river in the fall. He pulled her hair from her neck slightly and kissed her.
"You are beautiful, though I do not know of any way to describe it." He said. He put on his shirt and his quiver with bow and arrows and walked out the door. To his surprise, his father was right outside it reading some paper work. To busy with reading to notice they were standing in front of him.
"Father?" He said to the king.
"Oh yes Legolas. I need to speak with you." He said. He looked at Arownen and she took her leave out into the forest from the front door.
"Well father what is the news?" Legolas stared at Arownen from a window.
"Legolas I am afraid that this news will not be of your liking." Said the king. They walked down the open hall to the king's study. The doors where opened by the king and Legolas saw to elves standing by the desk watching them come in.
Legolas followed his father into the rooms and behind the desk his father sat and Legolas stood to his right hand... They were men, hair of gold eyes of blue, they stood tall clothed in gold as the kings of old. Legolas knew when men such as this came to the place, news was ill.
"Legolas, my son, this is Captain Haldair of Lothlorien and company is Darien." Both men bowed and Legolas bowed back in reply of welcome.
"I hope Mirkwood is a place of Welcome for you Captain." Legolas said.
"Yes with urgent news your father has been most patient and kind. So have your Maidens." He added with a laugh. Legolas caught the joke and smiled.
"What business brings you to Mirkwood?" Legolas asked.
"An alliance of men and elves once existed, Helms deep the great fortress of Rohan is in great dept, as so told by Elrond. The elves are called upon to help them against the attack of Mordor." He said. Legolas stiffened.
"What are their odds in the matter?" The king questioned Haldiar.
"Three hundred to Ten thousand." He informed them.
Legolas and his father sat in thought, then his father threw an order out the door for one of the elves guarding the door picked up.
"Earokin, send for all the soldiers of Mirkwood, Mortal and Elf alike. Tell them they shall report here and be at ready to leave by morning." Haldiar smiled and shook the king's and Legolas's hands and bowed to them.
"The king of Grace From the high woods of Mirkwood shall never be forgotten. Now My lord I am bid to leave by morning tomorrow, if I do not bath I am certain none of your company will wish to come with me to Helms deep." He laughed again. Legolas and the king laughed as well. They nodded to Haldiar, then he, and Darien left the study.
The king looked at Legolas, seeing the frustration in his eyes. He knew way Legolas was concerned. Arownen had come up in his mind almost instantly as the information by Haldiar was spoken.
"Legolas my son, Arownen..." he paused. Legolas held up his hand to his father.
"I need to explain this to Arownen. She will not understand." He sighed. He walked from the study and down to the doors. He looked around the pond area but did not see any signs of his star. He checked everywhere around the village, but she was nowhere to be found. He sighed and went to his stables.
He found her there, near his white stallion. The stable building was of white gold and there were at least 12 inclines for were the horses were. He walked to his stallion and it raised its head happily greeting him. He waved to it and Arownen.
She smiled at him, but his grave face gave her an undesired feeling of ill news. She walked from the horse to Legolas and took his hands into his own.
"Legolas." She started.
"Alas, Arownen, this will not work. I am called to Helms deep. I shall leave in the morning, the time we were supposed to take leave to your city. I am sorry my fair, I cannot go with you." He said.
She sighed and looked to the ground, the white gleaming brightly back at her. She was already aware of something terrible. She did not want her love Legolas to die at Helms Deep. She gleamed at him, her eyes hard.
"You will come with me, or die Legolas. It is simple, the way of possible destruction or the way of Life with me. You have your choice, I will give you some time to chose. In the morning, I will leave, with, or without your company beside me." She said sternly and took her leave from the stables.
He looked to the ground for some time, debating coming across his duty as prince, and his love for Arownen. He sighed and sat down beside his horse, which nudged his shoulder. He sat in silence for a long while still.
Arownen was not happy with his proposal, though she knew he must do what is commanded of a prince. She well understood, but could not be happy with any decision he made. Should she go with him and meet her end? They would at least be together. But her father needed her more. Should she choose life over love? She thought out every detail and the sun started going down.
Soo um.. This is kind of interesting isn't it? Lets see. if ya wanna say anything. good bad whatever.. say whatever. I'm bored though I love this story. I wounder how it will END..hmmmm..
