Chapter 5-Warm Welcoming.
He used his lips to trace the outline of her mouth, which was now open and welcoming to his. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. And she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with his loose hair that fell to his back. As they kissed the passion and heat slow grew, faster and faster as there bodies became closer, and tongues intertwined. Elizal was up on her tippy toes to reach him, and after a long while she reluctantly let go of the firm grip he mouth had taken upon his.
She stared intently into his beautiful blue eyes that almost seemed to glow; they were deep blue pools of wonder, dark and dreary but there was something there, a sparkle in them, like the moon lights up a night sky. His gaze was intense, it made chills run through her body in a made frenzy along with emotions she had not felt in a long time. Legolas could feel her chills, and was unaware they were his doing, and uncaring. It was a reason to hold her close. He pulled her close, her head resting on his chest her face nuzzled in his hair. He let his grip go from her waist to her arms and knees as he lifted her up.
"AhhH! Lego- - "She squealed and giggled as he walked over to a near by rock. He placed her down, and looked at her. She had a confused look in her eyes that made him laugh. "If you are trying to be romantic, you must first of all know NOT to laugh at the girl!" She said getting up and walking back in the direction they had come. Legolas just stood in shock. She turned around and she laughed out loud at his face. He came up behind her, and tried to grab her waist but she ran.
"You'll have to catch me first!" Elizal said between giggles getting a head start. "You will need that head start, My Lady." He yelled behind her, fastly approaching. He finally caught her after playing peek-a-boo behind a rock. His touch tickled her and sent out fits of laughter that filled Legolas's ears.
'This must be what happiness sounds like' He thought to himself.
"Legolas..-- - -stop it!" She giggled out, with no avail. "That is a request in which I must decline, my lady." He said with a smile.
"Legolas..-- pl -"She stopped from laughing " -st--op it!" She repeated still laughing. Legolas bent down to her ear, when he felt a prick in his back.
"You harm her I'll split you into so many pieces you will not know one from another." He heard a voice say. Legolas stopped, but tightened his grip, in fear of who was behind him.
"Let her GO!" another voice said, with more force than before. The figured slashed his arm and he fell to the ground. Elizal had not looked at the people who had approached, she ran to Legolas, who was up, and ready armed. The two noticed the look in Legolas's eyes as he gazed upon the she-elf. Elizal looked at the two and let a sigh of relief, frustration and embarrassment out.
"STOP!" She yelled catching all three elves off guard.
"Ya naa tanya?" *Who is that?* One whispered to her motioning to Legolas. "I should ask of you the same thing!" Legolas asked.
Elizal took a slow deep breath in and let it out slowly.
"Elrymir," She said pointing to the one who had wounded Legolas, "and Celioril, are my older brothers."
"Lry? Ril? This is Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, heir to the throne." She said ripping a piece of cloth and rolling up Legolas's sleeve. The two brothers stood there, dumb founded.
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He used his lips to trace the outline of her mouth, which was now open and welcoming to his. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. And she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with his loose hair that fell to his back. As they kissed the passion and heat slow grew, faster and faster as there bodies became closer, and tongues intertwined. Elizal was up on her tippy toes to reach him, and after a long while she reluctantly let go of the firm grip he mouth had taken upon his.
She stared intently into his beautiful blue eyes that almost seemed to glow; they were deep blue pools of wonder, dark and dreary but there was something there, a sparkle in them, like the moon lights up a night sky. His gaze was intense, it made chills run through her body in a made frenzy along with emotions she had not felt in a long time. Legolas could feel her chills, and was unaware they were his doing, and uncaring. It was a reason to hold her close. He pulled her close, her head resting on his chest her face nuzzled in his hair. He let his grip go from her waist to her arms and knees as he lifted her up.
"AhhH! Lego- - "She squealed and giggled as he walked over to a near by rock. He placed her down, and looked at her. She had a confused look in her eyes that made him laugh. "If you are trying to be romantic, you must first of all know NOT to laugh at the girl!" She said getting up and walking back in the direction they had come. Legolas just stood in shock. She turned around and she laughed out loud at his face. He came up behind her, and tried to grab her waist but she ran.
"You'll have to catch me first!" Elizal said between giggles getting a head start. "You will need that head start, My Lady." He yelled behind her, fastly approaching. He finally caught her after playing peek-a-boo behind a rock. His touch tickled her and sent out fits of laughter that filled Legolas's ears.
'This must be what happiness sounds like' He thought to himself.
"Legolas..-- - -stop it!" She giggled out, with no avail. "That is a request in which I must decline, my lady." He said with a smile.
"Legolas..-- pl -"She stopped from laughing " -st--op it!" She repeated still laughing. Legolas bent down to her ear, when he felt a prick in his back.
"You harm her I'll split you into so many pieces you will not know one from another." He heard a voice say. Legolas stopped, but tightened his grip, in fear of who was behind him.
"Let her GO!" another voice said, with more force than before. The figured slashed his arm and he fell to the ground. Elizal had not looked at the people who had approached, she ran to Legolas, who was up, and ready armed. The two noticed the look in Legolas's eyes as he gazed upon the she-elf. Elizal looked at the two and let a sigh of relief, frustration and embarrassment out.
"STOP!" She yelled catching all three elves off guard.
"Ya naa tanya?" *Who is that?* One whispered to her motioning to Legolas. "I should ask of you the same thing!" Legolas asked.
Elizal took a slow deep breath in and let it out slowly.
"Elrymir," She said pointing to the one who had wounded Legolas, "and Celioril, are my older brothers."
"Lry? Ril? This is Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, heir to the throne." She said ripping a piece of cloth and rolling up Legolas's sleeve. The two brothers stood there, dumb founded.
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Short I know! I'm sorry!! I'll have the rest up when YOU COMMENT!!! ;) Elizabeth BLOOM!