HEY! The next chapter is up hope you enjoy this one, I thought that i
needed to put more romance into it so here it is! Oh and if anyone can
knows if Legolas' eyes are really blue or a different colour please tell
me. Love all my readers! Enjoy!
"He can't cross," Emeriel yelled over the roaring wind. Legolas looked back and nodded. They carried on at a more leisurely pace, heading south. The earlier morning sun having reached higher heights.
They then walked for several miles, aware of the land around them. Legolas knew where he was; he had travelled along this way before when heading to the north of Riverndell from Mirkwood.
It was a beautiful day in this part of Middle-earth, and it was shown even more to them when they came out of the woodland into glorious flat green plains.
Both were now far happier, and their journey had gone along with many a joke and story passed between them. The atmosphere had cheered up; laughter could now be heard form the two elves, ringing through the valley.
Emeriel hugged Legolas close and kissed his cheek sweetly. Whispering thank you. Legolas smiled, finding it difficult to respond too her sudden show of affection. He was not exactly in the perfect position to.
Resting her head on his shoulder she spoke, " So, where to next?" She circled her arms round his waist, bringing them even closer.
"Home. Hopefully, we won't run into any more unwanted passers by, mi'lady," he replied smoothly. Emeriel was excited; she had just excaped from the clutches of death, with the elf she was ever growing to love. She had been relieved, and that having been seen to and assessed, she left it to the simple and primitive emotions that would now arise.
Legolas suddenly kicked Afod on and he (now rested) burst into a smooth canter. The wind whipped their hair adn faces, pushing the dark ominous clouds away to the north. They travelled in this fashion for a few more hours, laughter resounding all round the valley. Moving swiftly yet leisurely down gullies, through bracken and scatterings of trees.
Emeriel was still thrilled, her body tingling with sensations that passed through her body from Legolas' touch.
They rested only a short while for lunch, Legolas caught a rabbit and they settled down to a cheerfuk meal. Many glances and smiles were passed, and both hearts became content.
They moved off again, and it weighed on Emeriel's shoulders must, not being used to such journeys. She was now in front with Legolas behind, this way she could if need be go to sleep. She felt comfortably safe in his warm arms.
About an hour before sunset, Legolas looked down to see Emeriel asleep in his arms. Her head rested heavily on his chest; the gentle movement of Afod's walk beneath her and the security of someone watching over her had once more sent her into the land of dreams.
Legolas kissed her head, the silk strands of her hair soothing and tinkling his lips. He stopped Afod; they would rest here tonight. He gently roused the sleeping angel, caressing her pink cheeks. Barely a breath between them. A touch of silk upon silk. She blinked, eyes seeing, but mind still clouded with sleep. She smiled groggily when she realised where she was and with whom. Legolas caught himself, with even the simplest of actions, and at the most random of times she could take his breath away. Her beauty astounded him. He heart leapt out to her (not for the first time) and he caressed her once more, bringing about a wonderful sigh.
"We rest here mi'lady," he whispered lightly. Swinging his leg over, Legolas dismounted from Afod and helped Emeriel down. Their hands tingling at each other's touch.
"You need not call me that any more mi'lord, you know me well enough by now," she spoke, laughter playing in her eyes.
"Very well, sweet maiden of the Blue Mountains," he replied, leaning down and kissing the back of ther hand. He looked back up at her from that position and continued, blue eyes upon violet.
"But only if you forget the formalities as well," he teased.
"We have had this conversation before," Emeriel replied, pulling Legolas up to face her.
"Ah, but it is far more enjoyable to play the courtier. And besides, I like your responses," he smiled cheekily.
Was he mocking her! He smiled that gorgeous smile, which at the moment annoyed the hell out of her, when he saw her expression. Even though his age far exceeded hers, it would sometimes seem that he was the younger.
She finally laughed and put her arms around his neck, pushing him to the ground. They wrestled playfully for a long few minutes; rich laughter and excited squeals filled the cool evening air.
They finally stopped in a heap, giggles pouring out of them, with Emeriel straddled on top. Legolas could not help but notice the twinkles that sparked in her spectacular eyes. Sparks of gold upon purple. Her hair had come loose and cascaded abotu her shoulders, falling in ringlets of gold, that were soft as the smoothest silk. Her cheeks were flushed, a rosy pink and smooth in the dying light.
Legolas brought his hand up to stroke her perfect cheeks. Hesitating, unsure if he should go on. Emeriel covered his hand with hers and continued along its original course.
She was still unsure, of what to do and how to handle the emotions that stormed through her. Just as Legolas was, he could feel it in her trembling body. Sitting up, he brought Emeriel with him and slowly moved his face towards hers. He felt her breath quicken against his cheek, harsh with anticipation. Hovering just above her skin, barely touching he whispered sweet soothing words in elvish, lips brushing lazily against the sensitive points of her ears, as he felt her tremble. Her arms moved to wrap around his neck, as she sighed and closed her delicate lids. He moved millimeters at a time, across the smooth plains of her cheek, unitl he hovered above her lips.
Both were breathing heavily as their lips descended. Sweet comfort and relief to both. It was of course not the first, but it was the most caring, gentle and passionate. It lasted long minutes, until they broke away, flushed yet content, their passion only slightly dimmed. Legolas pecked Emeriel dearly on the cheek before moving to find a place to stay the night, it would be a warm one, and it would only take a few hours to get back to the familiar sight of Riverndell, they had come further out than Legolas had expected.
He returned in a few minutes and gently led her through the grasses and ferns into a cluster of trees. It formed a well-sheltered alcove that perfectly suited the situation. Legolas motioned her to stay here and lie down as he went to secure the area, remove any traces that they had been there and make sure that Afod would be all right for the night.
He returned to find Emeriel drifting off to sleep. Settling himself down next to her, he looked at the gorgeous creature that somehow seemed to care so much for him. She was truly special, and he would not let her go now that he had her. Looking up at the twinkling spects of Earendil he sighed, feeling Emeriel snuggle closer, her head tucked under his neck and arm hugged his chest. He relaxed as he let the land of dreams enter his mind, and they drifted off to sleep.
Well that's chapter 14, I thought it was time for some more romance, and here it is! There will only be two or three more chapters and that's it i'm afraid. But that means i've nearly finished my first story ever! See I write loads but I haven't really finished any yet. (Looks sheepishly at a very interesting green carpet on the floor.)
"He can't cross," Emeriel yelled over the roaring wind. Legolas looked back and nodded. They carried on at a more leisurely pace, heading south. The earlier morning sun having reached higher heights.
They then walked for several miles, aware of the land around them. Legolas knew where he was; he had travelled along this way before when heading to the north of Riverndell from Mirkwood.
It was a beautiful day in this part of Middle-earth, and it was shown even more to them when they came out of the woodland into glorious flat green plains.
Both were now far happier, and their journey had gone along with many a joke and story passed between them. The atmosphere had cheered up; laughter could now be heard form the two elves, ringing through the valley.
Emeriel hugged Legolas close and kissed his cheek sweetly. Whispering thank you. Legolas smiled, finding it difficult to respond too her sudden show of affection. He was not exactly in the perfect position to.
Resting her head on his shoulder she spoke, " So, where to next?" She circled her arms round his waist, bringing them even closer.
"Home. Hopefully, we won't run into any more unwanted passers by, mi'lady," he replied smoothly. Emeriel was excited; she had just excaped from the clutches of death, with the elf she was ever growing to love. She had been relieved, and that having been seen to and assessed, she left it to the simple and primitive emotions that would now arise.
Legolas suddenly kicked Afod on and he (now rested) burst into a smooth canter. The wind whipped their hair adn faces, pushing the dark ominous clouds away to the north. They travelled in this fashion for a few more hours, laughter resounding all round the valley. Moving swiftly yet leisurely down gullies, through bracken and scatterings of trees.
Emeriel was still thrilled, her body tingling with sensations that passed through her body from Legolas' touch.
They rested only a short while for lunch, Legolas caught a rabbit and they settled down to a cheerfuk meal. Many glances and smiles were passed, and both hearts became content.
They moved off again, and it weighed on Emeriel's shoulders must, not being used to such journeys. She was now in front with Legolas behind, this way she could if need be go to sleep. She felt comfortably safe in his warm arms.
About an hour before sunset, Legolas looked down to see Emeriel asleep in his arms. Her head rested heavily on his chest; the gentle movement of Afod's walk beneath her and the security of someone watching over her had once more sent her into the land of dreams.
Legolas kissed her head, the silk strands of her hair soothing and tinkling his lips. He stopped Afod; they would rest here tonight. He gently roused the sleeping angel, caressing her pink cheeks. Barely a breath between them. A touch of silk upon silk. She blinked, eyes seeing, but mind still clouded with sleep. She smiled groggily when she realised where she was and with whom. Legolas caught himself, with even the simplest of actions, and at the most random of times she could take his breath away. Her beauty astounded him. He heart leapt out to her (not for the first time) and he caressed her once more, bringing about a wonderful sigh.
"We rest here mi'lady," he whispered lightly. Swinging his leg over, Legolas dismounted from Afod and helped Emeriel down. Their hands tingling at each other's touch.
"You need not call me that any more mi'lord, you know me well enough by now," she spoke, laughter playing in her eyes.
"Very well, sweet maiden of the Blue Mountains," he replied, leaning down and kissing the back of ther hand. He looked back up at her from that position and continued, blue eyes upon violet.
"But only if you forget the formalities as well," he teased.
"We have had this conversation before," Emeriel replied, pulling Legolas up to face her.
"Ah, but it is far more enjoyable to play the courtier. And besides, I like your responses," he smiled cheekily.
Was he mocking her! He smiled that gorgeous smile, which at the moment annoyed the hell out of her, when he saw her expression. Even though his age far exceeded hers, it would sometimes seem that he was the younger.
She finally laughed and put her arms around his neck, pushing him to the ground. They wrestled playfully for a long few minutes; rich laughter and excited squeals filled the cool evening air.
They finally stopped in a heap, giggles pouring out of them, with Emeriel straddled on top. Legolas could not help but notice the twinkles that sparked in her spectacular eyes. Sparks of gold upon purple. Her hair had come loose and cascaded abotu her shoulders, falling in ringlets of gold, that were soft as the smoothest silk. Her cheeks were flushed, a rosy pink and smooth in the dying light.
Legolas brought his hand up to stroke her perfect cheeks. Hesitating, unsure if he should go on. Emeriel covered his hand with hers and continued along its original course.
She was still unsure, of what to do and how to handle the emotions that stormed through her. Just as Legolas was, he could feel it in her trembling body. Sitting up, he brought Emeriel with him and slowly moved his face towards hers. He felt her breath quicken against his cheek, harsh with anticipation. Hovering just above her skin, barely touching he whispered sweet soothing words in elvish, lips brushing lazily against the sensitive points of her ears, as he felt her tremble. Her arms moved to wrap around his neck, as she sighed and closed her delicate lids. He moved millimeters at a time, across the smooth plains of her cheek, unitl he hovered above her lips.
Both were breathing heavily as their lips descended. Sweet comfort and relief to both. It was of course not the first, but it was the most caring, gentle and passionate. It lasted long minutes, until they broke away, flushed yet content, their passion only slightly dimmed. Legolas pecked Emeriel dearly on the cheek before moving to find a place to stay the night, it would be a warm one, and it would only take a few hours to get back to the familiar sight of Riverndell, they had come further out than Legolas had expected.
He returned in a few minutes and gently led her through the grasses and ferns into a cluster of trees. It formed a well-sheltered alcove that perfectly suited the situation. Legolas motioned her to stay here and lie down as he went to secure the area, remove any traces that they had been there and make sure that Afod would be all right for the night.
He returned to find Emeriel drifting off to sleep. Settling himself down next to her, he looked at the gorgeous creature that somehow seemed to care so much for him. She was truly special, and he would not let her go now that he had her. Looking up at the twinkling spects of Earendil he sighed, feeling Emeriel snuggle closer, her head tucked under his neck and arm hugged his chest. He relaxed as he let the land of dreams enter his mind, and they drifted off to sleep.
Well that's chapter 14, I thought it was time for some more romance, and here it is! There will only be two or three more chapters and that's it i'm afraid. But that means i've nearly finished my first story ever! See I write loads but I haven't really finished any yet. (Looks sheepishly at a very interesting green carpet on the floor.)
