Chapter 4
I SINCERELY APOLOGIZE FOR THE PIXIE. I realize that you may really, really need to kill me after reading this and all I can say is that I'm really, really sorry.
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Legolas and the rather willing Rohan-rider retreated in the direction of his temporary tent, seemingly locked together at either the lips or the hips- one of those.
-One rather noisy interlude later-
Teenage Legolas rolled off the sated rider, and realized something ...interesting. He realized, through the leftover haze of panting satisfaction, that there was a two-inch tall naked pixie dancing on- well, never mind. But for some reason, her "floor" was acquiring more of an angle with every step she took. As the tickling sensation became almost unbearable, he scooped her off ...him... and deposited her on the back of his neck (for lack of a better idea) where she proceeded to grumble. Although her view of the action was rather first-rate. He had almost never had to take care of himself himself, but all guys know the theory and have practiced, so things went well. Even if the pixie did seem rather disappointed to not have been able to get a taste. That may be the reason that she turned the offending dancing-floor bright green before she left.
Legolas opened his eyes, screamed like a headless chicken, and proceeded to act like a stampede of bull meese. Meese being the LotR version of a plural of moose, because I've always wanted to do that. The Rohan rider, upset that she had missed many repeat performances of their mutually satisfactory... performance, cried a lot.
Rafael, after seeing the young elf run screaming off into the forest, was somewhat worried about what he would find in the guy's tent. He was _not_ expecting to see his sister crying her eyes out and being comforted by a nude pixie who had apparently rolled in the green goop that puddled on the bedroll that he himself had lent to Legolas.
He, after ensuring that everyone was all right, found himself a tree to hit his head against. He immediately reenacted Leggylas's screaming run into the greenery upon discovering both a very sated Legolas and a friend of his named Aragorn sitting in said tree.
There are still rumors of a human that every so often will run screaming by in the forest, shouting the words "Green pixie! AAAAAGGGGHHH!!!! Green pixie! AAAAAAAGGHHH!!!!!!!" Some people hypothesize that Moulon Rouge's green faerie is a copycat, but only the insane ones.
~end ch. 4~
I SINCERELY APOLOGIZE FOR THE PIXIE. I realize that you may really, really need to kill me after reading this and all I can say is that I'm really, really sorry.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Legolas and the rather willing Rohan-rider retreated in the direction of his temporary tent, seemingly locked together at either the lips or the hips- one of those.
-One rather noisy interlude later-
Teenage Legolas rolled off the sated rider, and realized something ...interesting. He realized, through the leftover haze of panting satisfaction, that there was a two-inch tall naked pixie dancing on- well, never mind. But for some reason, her "floor" was acquiring more of an angle with every step she took. As the tickling sensation became almost unbearable, he scooped her off ...him... and deposited her on the back of his neck (for lack of a better idea) where she proceeded to grumble. Although her view of the action was rather first-rate. He had almost never had to take care of himself himself, but all guys know the theory and have practiced, so things went well. Even if the pixie did seem rather disappointed to not have been able to get a taste. That may be the reason that she turned the offending dancing-floor bright green before she left.
Legolas opened his eyes, screamed like a headless chicken, and proceeded to act like a stampede of bull meese. Meese being the LotR version of a plural of moose, because I've always wanted to do that. The Rohan rider, upset that she had missed many repeat performances of their mutually satisfactory... performance, cried a lot.
Rafael, after seeing the young elf run screaming off into the forest, was somewhat worried about what he would find in the guy's tent. He was _not_ expecting to see his sister crying her eyes out and being comforted by a nude pixie who had apparently rolled in the green goop that puddled on the bedroll that he himself had lent to Legolas.
He, after ensuring that everyone was all right, found himself a tree to hit his head against. He immediately reenacted Leggylas's screaming run into the greenery upon discovering both a very sated Legolas and a friend of his named Aragorn sitting in said tree.
There are still rumors of a human that every so often will run screaming by in the forest, shouting the words "Green pixie! AAAAAGGGGHHH!!!! Green pixie! AAAAAAAGGHHH!!!!!!!" Some people hypothesize that Moulon Rouge's green faerie is a copycat, but only the insane ones.
~end ch. 4~