Title: Soul Taker
Author: Keladieea
Summary: There is a taker, and there is a giver. One fierce and dangerous, feasting off the souls of elves, gaining strength, to ultimately become the end of all Middle-Earth. This One is the Soul Taker.
Author's Note: This is an AU. The Fellowship was never formed, and the ring was destroyed after Islidor destroyed Sauron.
Disclaimer: I do not own LoTR, but I own my little world and its characters
Read and Review please!
Soul Taker
Chapter Three: Kisses in the Rain
Legolas woke up, and found Irisaylia still sleeping, this time quietly in his arms. He also knew that today would be different. He would have to attend many royal meetings, and Irisaylia's day was offset because the village was destroyed.
"Legolas," She whispered, "You are going to have many meetings today. What am I to do? I'm so terrified, and I don't want to be alone."
"Din melamin." Legolas kissed her brow, "You will join me."
"In the meetings?" Irisaylia seemed surprised.
"Yes. And I will keep you at my side at all costs." Legolas confirmed.
"You truly are wonderful Legolas." Irisaylia smiled, and kissed his softly.
"As are you, my beloved." Legolas replied.
He leaned down, and kissed her stronger then he would normally have done. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her body. His hands wandered up her gown, and his thumbs caressed the sides of her waist, his lips made their way down to her neck, and then her upper chest, just above her breasts.
"Legolas, we have to stop..." Irisaylia said with a regretful tone.
"I know." Legolas panted.
"We'll continue this later." Irisaylia whispered.
Legolas stared down at her, and caressed her face with the back of his slender hand. He kissed her, knowing it would go nowhere, and got up, "Come."
She arose from their bed, and went to change. Minutes later she returned in a long, forest green dress with a tanktop type sleeves.
"You are beautiful." Legolas commented.
"And you, my prince, are quite handsome." She said, "Your green tunic would look nice with my dress...on the floor."
Legolas widen his eyes at her sudden comment, and he kissed her.
"You must not speak like that melamin, or I will take you right here on the floor." Legolas whispered.
"Mmmm..." Irisaylia moaned at his touch.
She had never be intimate with any man before, and she wanted it to be special. With Legolas, it would be. She loved him, though they had never spoken their feelings of love to eachother aloud, they knew in their hearts.
"Come, my lady." Legolas pulled back and led her from the room.
They walked, hand in hand, down the corridor and into the royal court. Despite the glares, Legolas led Irisaylia through the crowd, nand a servant put a chair next to Legolas' for her. She sat beside him and avoided the gazes she received from Thranduil, and many of the elven ladies in the court.
Irisaylia found herself dozing off in the next three hours, but stayed as awake as she could manage. Then something got her attention.
"Milord," An older elf addressed the King, "I found this little girl crying in the ruins. I do not know what to do with her, she seems to have no family."
Irisaylia opened her eyes, and saw the man before her holding Animayla.
"Aunt Irisaylia!" Her niece called out.
"Animayla!" Irisaylia and Legolas both jumped to their feet and approached the child.
"Oh Animayla, I was so worried about you!" Irisaylia pulled her into her arms, hugging her tightly.
Legolas wrapped his arms around the two, and they look as a normal family would. Irisaylia carried her up to the chair, but Thranduil insisted that he hold Animayla in his lap. Irisaylia watched the two sitting in the thrown, as if Thranduil was a grandfather to Animayla. Irisaylia was touched by the sight, and Legolas took her hand in his.
After the court, Thranduil approached Legolas and Irisaylia, still holding Animayla in his arms.
"Irisaylia, I am sorry for last night. Please, forgive me." Thranduil pleaded.
"Of course I will, my King." Irisaylia smiled.
"Do you plan on taking care of Animayla?" Thrandui asked, knowing the child was sleeping in his arms.
"I do not know how I will. I do plan on helping the fight against the Soul Taker, and that would require me to go to Rivendell." Irisaylia admitted.
"If you would grant me permission, I would like to take care of Animayla and raise her." Thranduil requested.
"Of course you may!" Irisaylia smiled.
Thranduil bid them farewell, and walked off, planning everything out for Animayla.
Legolas turned to Irisaylia, "You plan on going to Rivendell to help?"
"Yes Legolas." She replied.
"I will be worried about you, but I plan on going as well." Legolas smiled, and kissed the palm of her hand.
Irisaylia pulled him in for a gentle kiss.
Later that evening, after Animayla was fed and put to sleep, Legolas and Irisaylia made their way out to the lake. They walked in silence, but remained content with just being in eachother's presence. Legolas held her hand, and they finally reached the lake. Legolas stripped down to his bare skin, and waded into the water. When he turned around, Irisaylia was also naked, and he studied her body.
"You are beautiful melamin." He admitted softly.
She blushed, and followed him into the water. They swam out, and Irisaylia found herself in his embrace, kissing him tentatively. He pulled her against him, and her breasts found closure against his chest. Thunder echoed from the sky above them, but it was not orcs, only a storm moving in. Rain poured down on them, and Irisaylia started to giggle, Legolas laughing all the while.
He slowly led her from the water, with no hopes of being dry as the rain still poured. But he led her into the woods, sheltered, and they climbed up a large tree. Irisaylia shivered and Legolas wrapped his arms around her as they found themselves in a tree that provided space and a bed in its close branches.
Legolas laid her down and kissed her with caution, not wanting to take anything to fast. His kisses wandered downward, to her soft breasts. He swirled his tongue around them, and Irisaylia cried out. He grinned, and placed kisses on her stomach. He made his way back up her body after bringing her to the brink of ultimate pleasure, and kissed her again.
"Legolas..." She let out a ragged breath and pushed her hips against him.
"Are you sure about this melamin?" Legolas asked.
"Uma. Yes.." She whispered.
"Lle luhta amin.You have enchanted me." Legolas moved his hips, and burried himself deep inside her.
She let out a cry of pain, and relaxed moments later. Their hips slowly rocked, and she was soon crying out his name in pleasure. After what seemed like hours in heaven, Irisaylia found herself resting on his chest.
"Legolas, that was amazing." She breathed.
"I am glad I could share it with you, you are truly-" He never finished, they both fell into a gentle sleep, the rain echoing on the tree canvas above them, tiny drops wetting them.
Irisaylia woke up in a bed, with soft pillows beneath her, but found herself still naked. Legolas was watching her, and smiled as her silver eyes opened. He laid back down and rested his head on her bare stomach.
They laid in that position for over two hours, until they had to arise to start their journey to Rivendell. They found Thranduil outside, Animayla holding tight to one of his hands. The horses were ready for them, and Legolas noticed Irisaylia wincing as she went to get on her horse.
He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind her and whispered in her ear, "Did I hurt you last night melamin?"
She nodded slightly, and added, "It's alright Legolas."
He helped her onto the horse, and jumped onto his. They said farewell to Thranduil and Animayla, and rode off.
"Legolas, do you think we can destroy the Soul Taker?" Irisaylia asked as soon as they were far from Mirkwood.
"Yes, I think we can." Legolas replied.
They rode in silence, until they decided to make camp. Irisaylia sat before the fire Legolas had just built, and watched her beloved sit across from her. She shivered in the cold air.
"Are you cold Irisaylia?" Legolas asked.
"Yes." She nodded.
He got up, and she expected him to come and hold her in his arms, but he just tossed her a blanket.
"Goodnight." He said, and went to his makeshift bed, away from her.
Irisaylia did not know what had come across Legolas, but it hurt. Hurt bad. She curled up in her own makeshift bed, and watched his eyes glaze over. He was sleeping, and he wasn't holding her. Something she wasn't used to.
Through the night, Irisaylia tossed and turned, and the rain had come and cold raindrops soaked her through, and she cried because of the weather. She had never experienced such a coldness before, but she was shivering violently in it.
Legolas awoke in the middle of the night to crying. Irisaylia was sobbing, soaked from the rain, shivering, and in immense emotional and physical pain. Legolas felt ashamed for ignoring her hours before, and crawled over to her. He gathered her in his arms and pulled her close.
"Amin hiraetha melamin I'm sorry my love." He whispered.
She snuggled into him, and placed a kiss on the crook of his neck, before falling back into a dream-state that was peaceful.
~*~
bOkay, I admit, this is one of my first love scenes that I have written, and I hope I have done a good job. Please review, I haven't gotten a lot of reviews, and I want to know if people are reading and enjoying my writing. :) /b
Author: Keladieea
Summary: There is a taker, and there is a giver. One fierce and dangerous, feasting off the souls of elves, gaining strength, to ultimately become the end of all Middle-Earth. This One is the Soul Taker.
Author's Note: This is an AU. The Fellowship was never formed, and the ring was destroyed after Islidor destroyed Sauron.
Disclaimer: I do not own LoTR, but I own my little world and its characters
Read and Review please!
Soul Taker
Chapter Three: Kisses in the Rain
Legolas woke up, and found Irisaylia still sleeping, this time quietly in his arms. He also knew that today would be different. He would have to attend many royal meetings, and Irisaylia's day was offset because the village was destroyed.
"Legolas," She whispered, "You are going to have many meetings today. What am I to do? I'm so terrified, and I don't want to be alone."
"Din melamin." Legolas kissed her brow, "You will join me."
"In the meetings?" Irisaylia seemed surprised.
"Yes. And I will keep you at my side at all costs." Legolas confirmed.
"You truly are wonderful Legolas." Irisaylia smiled, and kissed his softly.
"As are you, my beloved." Legolas replied.
He leaned down, and kissed her stronger then he would normally have done. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her body. His hands wandered up her gown, and his thumbs caressed the sides of her waist, his lips made their way down to her neck, and then her upper chest, just above her breasts.
"Legolas, we have to stop..." Irisaylia said with a regretful tone.
"I know." Legolas panted.
"We'll continue this later." Irisaylia whispered.
Legolas stared down at her, and caressed her face with the back of his slender hand. He kissed her, knowing it would go nowhere, and got up, "Come."
She arose from their bed, and went to change. Minutes later she returned in a long, forest green dress with a tanktop type sleeves.
"You are beautiful." Legolas commented.
"And you, my prince, are quite handsome." She said, "Your green tunic would look nice with my dress...on the floor."
Legolas widen his eyes at her sudden comment, and he kissed her.
"You must not speak like that melamin, or I will take you right here on the floor." Legolas whispered.
"Mmmm..." Irisaylia moaned at his touch.
She had never be intimate with any man before, and she wanted it to be special. With Legolas, it would be. She loved him, though they had never spoken their feelings of love to eachother aloud, they knew in their hearts.
"Come, my lady." Legolas pulled back and led her from the room.
They walked, hand in hand, down the corridor and into the royal court. Despite the glares, Legolas led Irisaylia through the crowd, nand a servant put a chair next to Legolas' for her. She sat beside him and avoided the gazes she received from Thranduil, and many of the elven ladies in the court.
Irisaylia found herself dozing off in the next three hours, but stayed as awake as she could manage. Then something got her attention.
"Milord," An older elf addressed the King, "I found this little girl crying in the ruins. I do not know what to do with her, she seems to have no family."
Irisaylia opened her eyes, and saw the man before her holding Animayla.
"Aunt Irisaylia!" Her niece called out.
"Animayla!" Irisaylia and Legolas both jumped to their feet and approached the child.
"Oh Animayla, I was so worried about you!" Irisaylia pulled her into her arms, hugging her tightly.
Legolas wrapped his arms around the two, and they look as a normal family would. Irisaylia carried her up to the chair, but Thranduil insisted that he hold Animayla in his lap. Irisaylia watched the two sitting in the thrown, as if Thranduil was a grandfather to Animayla. Irisaylia was touched by the sight, and Legolas took her hand in his.
After the court, Thranduil approached Legolas and Irisaylia, still holding Animayla in his arms.
"Irisaylia, I am sorry for last night. Please, forgive me." Thranduil pleaded.
"Of course I will, my King." Irisaylia smiled.
"Do you plan on taking care of Animayla?" Thrandui asked, knowing the child was sleeping in his arms.
"I do not know how I will. I do plan on helping the fight against the Soul Taker, and that would require me to go to Rivendell." Irisaylia admitted.
"If you would grant me permission, I would like to take care of Animayla and raise her." Thranduil requested.
"Of course you may!" Irisaylia smiled.
Thranduil bid them farewell, and walked off, planning everything out for Animayla.
Legolas turned to Irisaylia, "You plan on going to Rivendell to help?"
"Yes Legolas." She replied.
"I will be worried about you, but I plan on going as well." Legolas smiled, and kissed the palm of her hand.
Irisaylia pulled him in for a gentle kiss.
Later that evening, after Animayla was fed and put to sleep, Legolas and Irisaylia made their way out to the lake. They walked in silence, but remained content with just being in eachother's presence. Legolas held her hand, and they finally reached the lake. Legolas stripped down to his bare skin, and waded into the water. When he turned around, Irisaylia was also naked, and he studied her body.
"You are beautiful melamin." He admitted softly.
She blushed, and followed him into the water. They swam out, and Irisaylia found herself in his embrace, kissing him tentatively. He pulled her against him, and her breasts found closure against his chest. Thunder echoed from the sky above them, but it was not orcs, only a storm moving in. Rain poured down on them, and Irisaylia started to giggle, Legolas laughing all the while.
He slowly led her from the water, with no hopes of being dry as the rain still poured. But he led her into the woods, sheltered, and they climbed up a large tree. Irisaylia shivered and Legolas wrapped his arms around her as they found themselves in a tree that provided space and a bed in its close branches.
Legolas laid her down and kissed her with caution, not wanting to take anything to fast. His kisses wandered downward, to her soft breasts. He swirled his tongue around them, and Irisaylia cried out. He grinned, and placed kisses on her stomach. He made his way back up her body after bringing her to the brink of ultimate pleasure, and kissed her again.
"Legolas..." She let out a ragged breath and pushed her hips against him.
"Are you sure about this melamin?" Legolas asked.
"Uma. Yes.." She whispered.
"Lle luhta amin.You have enchanted me." Legolas moved his hips, and burried himself deep inside her.
She let out a cry of pain, and relaxed moments later. Their hips slowly rocked, and she was soon crying out his name in pleasure. After what seemed like hours in heaven, Irisaylia found herself resting on his chest.
"Legolas, that was amazing." She breathed.
"I am glad I could share it with you, you are truly-" He never finished, they both fell into a gentle sleep, the rain echoing on the tree canvas above them, tiny drops wetting them.
Irisaylia woke up in a bed, with soft pillows beneath her, but found herself still naked. Legolas was watching her, and smiled as her silver eyes opened. He laid back down and rested his head on her bare stomach.
They laid in that position for over two hours, until they had to arise to start their journey to Rivendell. They found Thranduil outside, Animayla holding tight to one of his hands. The horses were ready for them, and Legolas noticed Irisaylia wincing as she went to get on her horse.
He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind her and whispered in her ear, "Did I hurt you last night melamin?"
She nodded slightly, and added, "It's alright Legolas."
He helped her onto the horse, and jumped onto his. They said farewell to Thranduil and Animayla, and rode off.
"Legolas, do you think we can destroy the Soul Taker?" Irisaylia asked as soon as they were far from Mirkwood.
"Yes, I think we can." Legolas replied.
They rode in silence, until they decided to make camp. Irisaylia sat before the fire Legolas had just built, and watched her beloved sit across from her. She shivered in the cold air.
"Are you cold Irisaylia?" Legolas asked.
"Yes." She nodded.
He got up, and she expected him to come and hold her in his arms, but he just tossed her a blanket.
"Goodnight." He said, and went to his makeshift bed, away from her.
Irisaylia did not know what had come across Legolas, but it hurt. Hurt bad. She curled up in her own makeshift bed, and watched his eyes glaze over. He was sleeping, and he wasn't holding her. Something she wasn't used to.
Through the night, Irisaylia tossed and turned, and the rain had come and cold raindrops soaked her through, and she cried because of the weather. She had never experienced such a coldness before, but she was shivering violently in it.
Legolas awoke in the middle of the night to crying. Irisaylia was sobbing, soaked from the rain, shivering, and in immense emotional and physical pain. Legolas felt ashamed for ignoring her hours before, and crawled over to her. He gathered her in his arms and pulled her close.
"Amin hiraetha melamin I'm sorry my love." He whispered.
She snuggled into him, and placed a kiss on the crook of his neck, before falling back into a dream-state that was peaceful.
~*~
bOkay, I admit, this is one of my first love scenes that I have written, and I hope I have done a good job. Please review, I haven't gotten a lot of reviews, and I want to know if people are reading and enjoying my writing. :) /b