Author: Relenquinix and Edward Uwnhai Silverfang
E-mail: Relenquinix@Yahoo.com and Eddie_Uwnhai@Yahoo.com
Warning: this has borderline NC-17 in it of both slash and het. It's just barely on this side of R. This story is an alternate universe story; nothing having to do with the books, so that means no spoilers.
Summery: There are four Squad's of Elves who work to cleans the dimensions of orcs. Kind of hard to explain, but its about all of the Squads and how they get along and their war's. basically.
Authors Note: I like how you set it up Eddie, I think I'll copy.
*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chapter Three ~*~*~*~*~*~*
Like Thranduil had predicted for his son, the Lorien's came the next day, Galadriel and Celeborn with their daughter Clebrian dinned with the rest of the general's and their families in his tent. The next day, the Gondolin's arrived. And Ereinion Gil-Galad with his foster father and trusted friend Cirdan ate with the rest of them.
The next day, they rose early. Eating a quick breakfast and saddling their horses. They rode hard the whole day, the fields were not safe, although most would be stupid to attack such a large gathering of elves, all well trained to fight. Some even with magical skills, ranging from great and powerful to small and minimal.
They camped that night two hours after sun down, they had made good time, and they ate a small dinner. The next day was, again, hard ridding, but they made it to the transporting stones with a few hours to spare. The General's all put the keys they wore around their necks into the slots, it was the only way to Rina.
The next thing the people knew was they were flying, weightless, and then they were in a large clearing, tall beautiful trees surrounding them. The trees would sing to them, they camped there for the night. The next day they were ridding to Mournduath.
Two days later they were ridding past the Gladden Fields to the north of the forest of Rica where the transportation stones were located. Soon they elves were riding through Bwath, and on the middle of the forest where the city of Mournduath was located.
They sang songs of joy, of reunion, and welcome, loudly and quite gaily, the music was heard even at the edge of the forest for from the city it's self. Soon enough they had reached the middle of the city, and we each given his or her own room.
They helped finish the decorations with lights in the trees and on the walls, making the city glow even in the day. They finished taking tables out to one of the clearings for the dinner, and put the last touches to the food.
Just as the moon was peaking over the tops of the tall, and old trees, the elves gathered out into the dinning clearing, they ate of rich foods that most of the traveling elves only dreamed about, and the others received only on the festivals.
The drank the exotic wines ranging from sweet to bitter, dry to wet, and laughed loudly at the tale's told from their adventures over the years. They sang merry songs of old and new, and danced till the moon shown no more. But by then most had made their way back to their rooms, most in two's and even some times threes and fours.
The next day they ate a late breakfast and a late lunch and gathered at the largest clearing, surrounding it in a circle, or climbing its trees to see in the middle. The musicians sat at one side tuning their instruments, and cleaning them once more.
In the gathering there were three figures wearing robes of dark burgundy, three in white, three in green, two in black, and four in light blue. Each robe covering from head to toe, showing nothing at all behind the color.
The music started after a moment longer, a pail woman, with baby blue eyes, and blond hair that reached her hips pulled off her blue robe. She stepped into the clearing, her bare feet leaving no mark upon the earth. She wore a blue skirt that reached passed her ankles and dragged upon the ground, and a white shirt that became blue at the sleeves and billowed out to reach mid calf. She started the ritually dance of Mournduath
One in burgundy stepped forward, he had dark brown hair and gray eyes, his skirt reached the bottom of his legs and were split to show his legs on both sides. He wore no shirt but dark brown bracers with runes of the ancient elfish language that none but the lore masters knew. It was Elladan of the Rivendell's. He started the dance from his own clan of elves. His twin brother Elrohir dressed the same soon joined him.
Then one of the ones in black stepped forward, he wore breeches that were laced up at both sides from bottom to top, and at the groin, lacing being silver to show. He also wore black bracers but with silver leaves and vines crawling all the way around and from one end to the other. His silver hair and gentle pallor a great contrast to the dark colors.
It made him stand out like some god of times long gone, or a ghost from years past, instead of the mighty but friendly commander her was for Gondolin. Cirdan smiled brightly before concentrating on his own form of the millennia dance.
Then there was one of the green, golden hair reaching hips and blue eyes shinning bright, Legolas of the Greenwood's wore a green skirt that only reached his knee's and was attached from front to back only by the belt. Vines curled up his calves to his thighs, and his arms were similarly attired and ran from finger to belly and over to other finger. His gleaming hair was breading into thousands of tiny braids and set free to twirl around his lithe frame.
Then one of the ones in white, his silver hair free from all styles of beauty and or status, and his green hazel eyes bright with the fire of life, he wore gold running down his body to the white skirt he wore which only covered his front from navel to feet. The back had a this piece of clothe that ran down the crevice of his ass. Haldir was for once not as cocky as his usual demeanor, but a serene focus was in his eyes to the music he danced to.
Soon for the Rivendell's, the twins sister joined in a skimpy shirt that showed her belly up to the split between the mounds of her breast, and her skirt was the shortest yet, showing half of her graceful thigh.
Then Haldir's brother's Rumil and Orophin joined him, wearing outfit's closely related, minor cuts here and there. Saeros and Caranthir joined Legolas in Greenwoods dance; both wearing vines like their youngest dancer, except one in gold and the other silver instead of the green Legolas wore.
One more in black stepped forward, wearing breeches related to Cirdan's but with out so many lacings, it was Gildor. And the last four were also more billowy then the other clan's, Filesea, Kiril, and Kailua, joined Yetela.
They danced till they could dance no longer, and the sun was rising, then they each retired for the morning, in couple like the last night. Waking in the afternoon refreshed and ready for the night once more.
The musicians played their harps, flutes, lutes, drums, and so on and so forth, while the rest of the society drank their wine and ate their snacks while watching the moon, and the stars up high, far out of reach to them.
~*~*~* Elrond *~*~*~
I lay with my lover in my arms, his head resting between my neck and shoulder, his worm moist breath cascading over my quivering body. He was long asleep, and I watched the stars this happy night.
Nothing could be more perfect to my life then this moment, I knew my children safe, each with their lover in arms, watching the night sky in the one place humans, dwarves, orcs, and other unsavory creatures could only dream of reaching.
Glorfindel stirred and his bleary dark blue eyes gazed up to my own gray ones. He smiled in his childish manner and leaned down to kiss me gently, before laying his head once more on my shoulder and breathing out a sigh of contentment.
"I dreamt of you just now." He said.
"I would hope so." I replied will kneeing his erection. "I wouldn't want to kill any one, but would if it meant losing you."
He chuckled lightly, "Nay, worry not, its you and you alone who draws such from me."
He shoved his blond hair back with one hand and the other he used to stroke down my thigh, then up again to my navel where he dipped a finger in and circled with it. I smiled and ached my body into his hand.
"I see you have planed the rest of the night out." I said.
I felt his smile against the skin of my neck, "But of course."
"I would prefer to continue in a more privet manor." I said, hinting at him to leave with me.
He laughed again, then moved up, pulling me up by the hand as well, and trudged along leading me by the same hand. We made our way back to our room, closing the door behind us, and turning into a passionate kiss right off the start.
He pulled me along to the bed and dropped me upon it, removing his clothing then joining me, running his hands down my body and down to my thighs. He parts them and climbs in between my out stretched legs.
He grinned up to me, lowered his head, and unlacing my leggings with his teeth, I gasped and moaned, arching for more contact. I took him only a few moments before the restraint on my swollen cock found its escape, using his hands this time, he pulls the clothing completely of, my shirt following.
He kissed me again, before leaning down to play with my brown nipple, sucking and nipping lightly, trailing a wet path across my chest and repeating on the opposite side. I moaned lightly, enjoying the foreplay immensely.
He continued his way down my body, nipping at my side where he knew it would make me cry out, and ach into him, grinning like an idiot, he moved on, back to my navel and dipping his tongue in, lapping all around and down to the dark hair between my thighs.
He nuzzled at the nest of curls around my acing shaft with his nose and licked the very base teasingly. I hissed at the contact, but he continued his way down my body to the juncture between thigh and body, where he nipped and continued to lap up my sweat.
He continued down leaving red marks down my legs and to my knee's where he tongued underneath my kneecap at the sensitive flesh there, and down to my feet, and then pulling my big toe from my right foot into his mouth, sucking on it.
I groaned, "Tease." I could feel him smile around the next toe, licking in between every so often. He continued till each was cover sufficiently in his saliva, and then moved up to kiss my lips again.
He grinned down at me, "What is it you want again, my love?" He teased some more.
I roll my eyes and grab his head shoving him down my body, he laughs and complies, taking the head of my penis into his mouth, wetting it to blow cool air upon the head. I groan, "Stop it!" I order.
I hear him laugh before he sucks the head into his mouth again, and swirling his tongue around the tip, then moving downward, tongue flicking across my burning flesh. Just a few more moments, and Glorfindel swallows me, bringing his nose back into contact with the hairs at the base.
My breath catches in my throat, and my hands grip his long golden mane of hair, and I pump up into his mouth, him relaxing his throat to let me. I could feel it coming, I was so close and then he starts swallowing around me, and scrapping his teeth gently over my flesh as I pound into him.
I throw my head back and scream echo's from my lungs as my release floods his worm mouth. He drinks it down and almost greedily licks me clean, before coming back up to me, and giving me a deep kiss, his tongue caressing mine, but I break away before to long, still out of breath from my orgasm.
His hands start searching my body again, and it almost burns, still hyper sensitive from his last treatment, and I'm instantly ready again, he wets his fingers before taking them down to the crevice between my legs and parting my body. Soon he finishes readying me, and he thrust in, we both moan this time.
And before to long, he yells out my name as his heat floods through my body, and I upon my belly and chest. He falls down against me, panting, then nuzzling at the crook of my neck once more. I listen as our breaths calm down, and then even out in sleep.
*~*~* Lindir ~*~*~
Arwen and me had retreated to our shared room early in the morning, we were both to tired to do more than that, but in the morning I woke and looked at her beautiful form spread out to my side.
Her hand gripped tightly in my own and our lips mere centimeters away. I traveled that distance and kissed her lightly. She smiled in her sleep, and pushed forward just a tad, mouth opening and pink tongue appearing, I knew then that she had woken.
He pulled back, "Morning, love." I whisper. She purrs against my lips and smiles brightly, eyes still closed, and then her hand snakes it sway up my leg. I complete the contact of our lips once more, and this time warring our tongues together.
Her hand found its way up to my crotch, where it plays in the golden hair there, gently running it through her fingers. I move my hand down her chest, to her breast, where I pinch her nipple, and then I wet my finger in my mouth before running it down her body.
As I push my finger past her mounds, her hand grips me, and starts to pump in time with the flicks I give across her clit. She gasps and arches into my hand, smiling, I move over her body and nip at her nipples.
She continues to stroke me, all though I have stopped with her for the moment, and I slowly make my way down her body, till she can no longer touch my shaft, and I press my face down into the folds between her thighs.
I use a finger to open her up and give a long lick from her vaginal hole up and across her clit. She gasps and her fingers grip the sheets in her delicate looking fists, but I have personal experience with how 'delicate' they really are. Smirking at that thought I continue to lick her most privet parts.
She's writhing under me now, and I move my tongue down to her opening, and push my tongue in moving it in and out. Soon I wet my finger in her juices, and start to flick it across her. Her light hips jump up at the contact and she screams my name, tears running from the side of her eyes.
I continue to lick and drink at all of her, till she's begging me to stop, then move up her body and kiss her, giving back what I took. She smiles contentedly up at me, and then throws me over onto my back. I laugh and let her straddle my hips. Where she goes right to work instead of playing around, taking my erection into her mouth.
Soon I've released and we curl up once more, falling asleep together with a constant kiss between our shared breaths.
*~*~*~ Elladan ~*~*~*
I woke up to the smells of fresh baked bread with honey and eggs. My lover kneeling above my thighs, hair trickling over my flesh tickling me, and a warm mouth swallowing me deep, Elrohir had decided to take care of my usual morning problem before I had even waken.
I arch up against him, and his silver eyes look up to mine, I was all ready panting and my hips bucking uncontrollably, and before long, I spurt my seed into his mouth. "Good morning love." He says kissing me lightly.
"Morning." I sigh. "What's for breakfast, and turn over real quick and I'll return the favor." I say against his lips.
"Breakfast is honeyed bread and goose eggs, not my body. I all ready took care of myself to your sleeping wanton body..Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are when completely naked, spread out over these black sheets, and humping into the air?" He said laughingly.
"I think you just did. but if your able to get off on it, I might want to see you doing it to yourself some time."
He chuckles, "Maybe, but for now, eat. I've already taken food." He says. I smile and do just as he says.
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All right, the first page took all the time it's taken to get the story typed up, but the second page to seventh took only three hours with making dinner and eating it included. Thank you very much, but I feel like I did well with the last part.
Your turn Relen. And please no complaints on how I actually did do none slash. It's not like me, but I just had to.
E-mail: Relenquinix@Yahoo.com and Eddie_Uwnhai@Yahoo.com
Warning: this has borderline NC-17 in it of both slash and het. It's just barely on this side of R. This story is an alternate universe story; nothing having to do with the books, so that means no spoilers.
Summery: There are four Squad's of Elves who work to cleans the dimensions of orcs. Kind of hard to explain, but its about all of the Squads and how they get along and their war's. basically.
Authors Note: I like how you set it up Eddie, I think I'll copy.
*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chapter Three ~*~*~*~*~*~*
Like Thranduil had predicted for his son, the Lorien's came the next day, Galadriel and Celeborn with their daughter Clebrian dinned with the rest of the general's and their families in his tent. The next day, the Gondolin's arrived. And Ereinion Gil-Galad with his foster father and trusted friend Cirdan ate with the rest of them.
The next day, they rose early. Eating a quick breakfast and saddling their horses. They rode hard the whole day, the fields were not safe, although most would be stupid to attack such a large gathering of elves, all well trained to fight. Some even with magical skills, ranging from great and powerful to small and minimal.
They camped that night two hours after sun down, they had made good time, and they ate a small dinner. The next day was, again, hard ridding, but they made it to the transporting stones with a few hours to spare. The General's all put the keys they wore around their necks into the slots, it was the only way to Rina.
The next thing the people knew was they were flying, weightless, and then they were in a large clearing, tall beautiful trees surrounding them. The trees would sing to them, they camped there for the night. The next day they were ridding to Mournduath.
Two days later they were ridding past the Gladden Fields to the north of the forest of Rica where the transportation stones were located. Soon they elves were riding through Bwath, and on the middle of the forest where the city of Mournduath was located.
They sang songs of joy, of reunion, and welcome, loudly and quite gaily, the music was heard even at the edge of the forest for from the city it's self. Soon enough they had reached the middle of the city, and we each given his or her own room.
They helped finish the decorations with lights in the trees and on the walls, making the city glow even in the day. They finished taking tables out to one of the clearings for the dinner, and put the last touches to the food.
Just as the moon was peaking over the tops of the tall, and old trees, the elves gathered out into the dinning clearing, they ate of rich foods that most of the traveling elves only dreamed about, and the others received only on the festivals.
The drank the exotic wines ranging from sweet to bitter, dry to wet, and laughed loudly at the tale's told from their adventures over the years. They sang merry songs of old and new, and danced till the moon shown no more. But by then most had made their way back to their rooms, most in two's and even some times threes and fours.
The next day they ate a late breakfast and a late lunch and gathered at the largest clearing, surrounding it in a circle, or climbing its trees to see in the middle. The musicians sat at one side tuning their instruments, and cleaning them once more.
In the gathering there were three figures wearing robes of dark burgundy, three in white, three in green, two in black, and four in light blue. Each robe covering from head to toe, showing nothing at all behind the color.
The music started after a moment longer, a pail woman, with baby blue eyes, and blond hair that reached her hips pulled off her blue robe. She stepped into the clearing, her bare feet leaving no mark upon the earth. She wore a blue skirt that reached passed her ankles and dragged upon the ground, and a white shirt that became blue at the sleeves and billowed out to reach mid calf. She started the ritually dance of Mournduath
One in burgundy stepped forward, he had dark brown hair and gray eyes, his skirt reached the bottom of his legs and were split to show his legs on both sides. He wore no shirt but dark brown bracers with runes of the ancient elfish language that none but the lore masters knew. It was Elladan of the Rivendell's. He started the dance from his own clan of elves. His twin brother Elrohir dressed the same soon joined him.
Then one of the ones in black stepped forward, he wore breeches that were laced up at both sides from bottom to top, and at the groin, lacing being silver to show. He also wore black bracers but with silver leaves and vines crawling all the way around and from one end to the other. His silver hair and gentle pallor a great contrast to the dark colors.
It made him stand out like some god of times long gone, or a ghost from years past, instead of the mighty but friendly commander her was for Gondolin. Cirdan smiled brightly before concentrating on his own form of the millennia dance.
Then there was one of the green, golden hair reaching hips and blue eyes shinning bright, Legolas of the Greenwood's wore a green skirt that only reached his knee's and was attached from front to back only by the belt. Vines curled up his calves to his thighs, and his arms were similarly attired and ran from finger to belly and over to other finger. His gleaming hair was breading into thousands of tiny braids and set free to twirl around his lithe frame.
Then one of the ones in white, his silver hair free from all styles of beauty and or status, and his green hazel eyes bright with the fire of life, he wore gold running down his body to the white skirt he wore which only covered his front from navel to feet. The back had a this piece of clothe that ran down the crevice of his ass. Haldir was for once not as cocky as his usual demeanor, but a serene focus was in his eyes to the music he danced to.
Soon for the Rivendell's, the twins sister joined in a skimpy shirt that showed her belly up to the split between the mounds of her breast, and her skirt was the shortest yet, showing half of her graceful thigh.
Then Haldir's brother's Rumil and Orophin joined him, wearing outfit's closely related, minor cuts here and there. Saeros and Caranthir joined Legolas in Greenwoods dance; both wearing vines like their youngest dancer, except one in gold and the other silver instead of the green Legolas wore.
One more in black stepped forward, wearing breeches related to Cirdan's but with out so many lacings, it was Gildor. And the last four were also more billowy then the other clan's, Filesea, Kiril, and Kailua, joined Yetela.
They danced till they could dance no longer, and the sun was rising, then they each retired for the morning, in couple like the last night. Waking in the afternoon refreshed and ready for the night once more.
The musicians played their harps, flutes, lutes, drums, and so on and so forth, while the rest of the society drank their wine and ate their snacks while watching the moon, and the stars up high, far out of reach to them.
~*~*~* Elrond *~*~*~
I lay with my lover in my arms, his head resting between my neck and shoulder, his worm moist breath cascading over my quivering body. He was long asleep, and I watched the stars this happy night.
Nothing could be more perfect to my life then this moment, I knew my children safe, each with their lover in arms, watching the night sky in the one place humans, dwarves, orcs, and other unsavory creatures could only dream of reaching.
Glorfindel stirred and his bleary dark blue eyes gazed up to my own gray ones. He smiled in his childish manner and leaned down to kiss me gently, before laying his head once more on my shoulder and breathing out a sigh of contentment.
"I dreamt of you just now." He said.
"I would hope so." I replied will kneeing his erection. "I wouldn't want to kill any one, but would if it meant losing you."
He chuckled lightly, "Nay, worry not, its you and you alone who draws such from me."
He shoved his blond hair back with one hand and the other he used to stroke down my thigh, then up again to my navel where he dipped a finger in and circled with it. I smiled and ached my body into his hand.
"I see you have planed the rest of the night out." I said.
I felt his smile against the skin of my neck, "But of course."
"I would prefer to continue in a more privet manor." I said, hinting at him to leave with me.
He laughed again, then moved up, pulling me up by the hand as well, and trudged along leading me by the same hand. We made our way back to our room, closing the door behind us, and turning into a passionate kiss right off the start.
He pulled me along to the bed and dropped me upon it, removing his clothing then joining me, running his hands down my body and down to my thighs. He parts them and climbs in between my out stretched legs.
He grinned up to me, lowered his head, and unlacing my leggings with his teeth, I gasped and moaned, arching for more contact. I took him only a few moments before the restraint on my swollen cock found its escape, using his hands this time, he pulls the clothing completely of, my shirt following.
He kissed me again, before leaning down to play with my brown nipple, sucking and nipping lightly, trailing a wet path across my chest and repeating on the opposite side. I moaned lightly, enjoying the foreplay immensely.
He continued his way down my body, nipping at my side where he knew it would make me cry out, and ach into him, grinning like an idiot, he moved on, back to my navel and dipping his tongue in, lapping all around and down to the dark hair between my thighs.
He nuzzled at the nest of curls around my acing shaft with his nose and licked the very base teasingly. I hissed at the contact, but he continued his way down my body to the juncture between thigh and body, where he nipped and continued to lap up my sweat.
He continued down leaving red marks down my legs and to my knee's where he tongued underneath my kneecap at the sensitive flesh there, and down to my feet, and then pulling my big toe from my right foot into his mouth, sucking on it.
I groaned, "Tease." I could feel him smile around the next toe, licking in between every so often. He continued till each was cover sufficiently in his saliva, and then moved up to kiss my lips again.
He grinned down at me, "What is it you want again, my love?" He teased some more.
I roll my eyes and grab his head shoving him down my body, he laughs and complies, taking the head of my penis into his mouth, wetting it to blow cool air upon the head. I groan, "Stop it!" I order.
I hear him laugh before he sucks the head into his mouth again, and swirling his tongue around the tip, then moving downward, tongue flicking across my burning flesh. Just a few more moments, and Glorfindel swallows me, bringing his nose back into contact with the hairs at the base.
My breath catches in my throat, and my hands grip his long golden mane of hair, and I pump up into his mouth, him relaxing his throat to let me. I could feel it coming, I was so close and then he starts swallowing around me, and scrapping his teeth gently over my flesh as I pound into him.
I throw my head back and scream echo's from my lungs as my release floods his worm mouth. He drinks it down and almost greedily licks me clean, before coming back up to me, and giving me a deep kiss, his tongue caressing mine, but I break away before to long, still out of breath from my orgasm.
His hands start searching my body again, and it almost burns, still hyper sensitive from his last treatment, and I'm instantly ready again, he wets his fingers before taking them down to the crevice between my legs and parting my body. Soon he finishes readying me, and he thrust in, we both moan this time.
And before to long, he yells out my name as his heat floods through my body, and I upon my belly and chest. He falls down against me, panting, then nuzzling at the crook of my neck once more. I listen as our breaths calm down, and then even out in sleep.
*~*~* Lindir ~*~*~
Arwen and me had retreated to our shared room early in the morning, we were both to tired to do more than that, but in the morning I woke and looked at her beautiful form spread out to my side.
Her hand gripped tightly in my own and our lips mere centimeters away. I traveled that distance and kissed her lightly. She smiled in her sleep, and pushed forward just a tad, mouth opening and pink tongue appearing, I knew then that she had woken.
He pulled back, "Morning, love." I whisper. She purrs against my lips and smiles brightly, eyes still closed, and then her hand snakes it sway up my leg. I complete the contact of our lips once more, and this time warring our tongues together.
Her hand found its way up to my crotch, where it plays in the golden hair there, gently running it through her fingers. I move my hand down her chest, to her breast, where I pinch her nipple, and then I wet my finger in my mouth before running it down her body.
As I push my finger past her mounds, her hand grips me, and starts to pump in time with the flicks I give across her clit. She gasps and arches into my hand, smiling, I move over her body and nip at her nipples.
She continues to stroke me, all though I have stopped with her for the moment, and I slowly make my way down her body, till she can no longer touch my shaft, and I press my face down into the folds between her thighs.
I use a finger to open her up and give a long lick from her vaginal hole up and across her clit. She gasps and her fingers grip the sheets in her delicate looking fists, but I have personal experience with how 'delicate' they really are. Smirking at that thought I continue to lick her most privet parts.
She's writhing under me now, and I move my tongue down to her opening, and push my tongue in moving it in and out. Soon I wet my finger in her juices, and start to flick it across her. Her light hips jump up at the contact and she screams my name, tears running from the side of her eyes.
I continue to lick and drink at all of her, till she's begging me to stop, then move up her body and kiss her, giving back what I took. She smiles contentedly up at me, and then throws me over onto my back. I laugh and let her straddle my hips. Where she goes right to work instead of playing around, taking my erection into her mouth.
Soon I've released and we curl up once more, falling asleep together with a constant kiss between our shared breaths.
*~*~*~ Elladan ~*~*~*
I woke up to the smells of fresh baked bread with honey and eggs. My lover kneeling above my thighs, hair trickling over my flesh tickling me, and a warm mouth swallowing me deep, Elrohir had decided to take care of my usual morning problem before I had even waken.
I arch up against him, and his silver eyes look up to mine, I was all ready panting and my hips bucking uncontrollably, and before long, I spurt my seed into his mouth. "Good morning love." He says kissing me lightly.
"Morning." I sigh. "What's for breakfast, and turn over real quick and I'll return the favor." I say against his lips.
"Breakfast is honeyed bread and goose eggs, not my body. I all ready took care of myself to your sleeping wanton body..Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are when completely naked, spread out over these black sheets, and humping into the air?" He said laughingly.
"I think you just did. but if your able to get off on it, I might want to see you doing it to yourself some time."
He chuckles, "Maybe, but for now, eat. I've already taken food." He says. I smile and do just as he says.
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All right, the first page took all the time it's taken to get the story typed up, but the second page to seventh took only three hours with making dinner and eating it included. Thank you very much, but I feel like I did well with the last part.
Your turn Relen. And please no complaints on how I actually did do none slash. It's not like me, but I just had to.
