Warning: This chapter contains sexual situations!
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Glorfindel gaped at him, hoping that he had misheard. "You....entertain the guests?"
Legolas nodded, smiling. "Yes."
Glorfindel just stared at him, at a loss of what to say. Please don't mean what I think you mean, he thought. Please, please be joking. "What....what do you mean?" he asked when he finally found his voice.
"Exactly what I said." Legolas watched him, confused. "We entertain the guests. What's so hard to understand?"
Glorfindel shook his head, trying to decide if he wanted to learn more of what Legolas meant. Don't ask him, he told himself. Just keep your mouth shut and he might drop the subject. Don't say a word. "How do you entertain them?" He winced, mentally hitting himself. I told you to keep your mouth shut! Don't you ever listen?
Legolas leaned closer to him, so he was just a few inches away from his face. "In any way they want," he breathed and closed the distance between them to capture Glorfindel's lips in a soft kiss.
Glorfindel froze for a moment before relaxing into the kiss. He returned it with equal tenderness and brought his right hand up to rest on the back of Legolas' neck, pulling him closer. Legolas leaned against him, being careful of Glorfindel's shoulder, and opened his mouth slightly. Glorfindel slipped his tongue passed Legolas' lips and began exploring the younger elf's mouth, losing himself in the sensations. After a long moment, Glorfindel realized exactly what he was doing and pulled back, removing his hand from Legolas' neck and using it to push the younger elf away.
Legolas stared at him, a hurt expression on his face. "You didn't like it?" he asked, sounding insecure. He sat up and tilted his head forward, allowing his loose hair to fall partially in front of his face, and began to pout.
"No!" Glorfindel shouted. He shook his head, seeing how Legolas looked to be on the verge of tears. "I mean....I did like....I...." He looked frantically around the room, searching for some kind of escape. As he became aware of a growing ache in his shoulder, he remembered his injury. "My shoulder hurts," he whispered, hoping Legolas would believe him.
Legolas nodded and gazed worriedly at the older elf, seeming to forget that he had been upset just a moment ago. "Is it an ache or a sharp pain?"
"Ache."
Legolas smiled and stood up. "Good. That means it's healing." He moved away from the bed and towards the door.
Glorfindel watched him, mildly confused. "Where are you going?"
Legolas paused next to the door and turned to look back at the older elf. "I have to work." Then he turned and left the room.
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Legolas waved to Aleena as he entered the inn's tavern. He smiled at the men who made a grab for him and allowed himself to be pulled onto a man's lap, laughing.
The man held him close. "Hey, beautiful," he whispered in the elf's ear, "Care to keep a lonely man company?"
Legolas twisted his head around so he was looking into the man's eyes, studying him to determine whether or not he was dangerous. Satisfied that the man meant him no harm, Legolas smiled. The man moved his hands from the elf's waist, one going behind Legolas' head to pull his face closer and the other moving down to rest between the elf's legs.
Legolas moaned softly as he kissed the stranger and pushed back against him, showing his eagerness. The stranger ended the kiss and moved his hands again, this time moving one beneath the elf's knees and the other around his shoulders. He stood and carried the elf out of the tavern and up the stairs that the elf had descended just a moment before.
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Legolas squirmed out of the man's arms as soon as they reached the top of the stairs and led the man to his room. He pushed open the door and entered, walking directly to the large bed. He turned and smiled at the man. "What is your pleasure?" he asked, gesturing to table covered in toys and a nearly empty jar of oil.
The man smiled and walked up to Legolas, wrapping his arms around the elf. "Just you." Then he lowered the elf to the bed and climbed on top of him.
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A/N: I'm evil to leave it there, I know. I would have written the sex scene, but 1) FanFiction.Net would probably skin me alive if I did. 2) I've never written a sex scene before and was too nervous to try. 3) I asked Cheysuli (who has been kind enough to beta read this for me) to write it for me, but she has never written one either. So I'm sorry.