My Life, My Elf
Type : LOTR
Rating : PG -13 for future content.
Summary : The time for sickness is over, the cure must come.
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NOT BETAED
"Legolas stop!" Hewen giggled playfully. She pushed Legolas's hand away from her waist belt. "You are such a naughty elf!"
He grinned foolishly, "I haven't been this active for ages... not since before I left Middle Earth. Oh please darling! We need but run up to my room and I will woo you to your hearts content! Then I will take you with the lust of a human! Oh please!"
She was looking at his smiling face in delight. It had been a good six months now. She was just about fully recovered from her change. Legolas had been her guardian. He had made it certain that life had felt to breathe it's healthy wind into her tired half dead body.
Over her recovering time the declarations of love were many and hard any time in between them. The gentle chaste kisses were given every hour on the hour. Yet now things were different. The words 'I Love you' sounded better spoken with wet lips, blushing faces, and hands retreating from under garments and open trousers.
The kisses could no longer be contain and kept safe in memory. Now they had to be blazing with lust and fire. They needed to wipe the mind clean of all thought except forgetting more. Lips just had to be parted for marvelous dance of two tongues.
His bright blue eyes were pleading. She bit her lip for a moment, "Oh all right!" She huffed shoot her arm out before her to be grabbed.
"Oh thank you!" Legolas grinned taking her arm and hastily pulling her up the palace, where they had taken up new resident, staircase to the private quarters.
"Here... we'll just borrow one of the guestrooms and no one will be the wiser!" He smiled pushing her through a door he had opened.
Just as he put his arm around her to kiss her a shot quiet step caught his attention. Look past him into the wash room there was a female elf. She was clearly ages older then Legolas looking like a nearly bleached white entity.
Hewen turned as well to get a look and turned an awful shade of red. "I know her!"
"May I asked your name Madien?" Legolas asked holding Hewen as she tried to shrink away from the lady.
"You need not know my name." The older elf said to Legolas as she glided over to Hewen.
"Grandmother?" Hewen asked timidly.
"Yes. Now were is my son?" The elf said curtly.
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D-Chan
