Love Never Expected (14/?)
Author E-mail: Dragonflyer89@aol.com
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters and I do not intend to use
or take them as my own.
(A/N: I just wanted to thank Ashley for helping me and always reading my
story and those who review, thanx.)
Chapter 14: Cryptic Signs
Bewildered and confused at Fleur's actions, Legolas stood up from the floor. Looking at the woman's body and the blood that stained the white marble floor, he thought, "I'd better start to pick up."
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Fleur stood at her oak dresser, looking at her reflection in the mirror. She could feel her heartbeat quicken as she looked at what she wore. The girl, or more accurately, the woman in the mirror wore a white silk thong and a bra of the same color and material that would drive any man crazy with lust once he saw how it held her breasts in a perfect fit. The reflection also wore a shear, silver cloak that barely concealed her.
Fleur looked toward the door that led to where she had left Legolas. 'Legolas,' she thought. Fleur turned back to the mirror and looked hard at her reflection. The woman in the mirror looked bold, confident, even unafraid, but on the inside, Fleur felt a trickle of fear enter her mind.
She loved Legolas, more than any other man she had ever loved. She wanted Legolas, so much at times that it hurt. She couldn't hold it any longer. She knew that what she would soon do was going to be one of the most important decisions she would ever make.
Fleur made sure that her hair was in place and that she looked perfect before opening the door and walking into Legolas' bedroom.
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Legolas looked up from the book he was reading as he heard the sound of the door leading to Fleur's room open. His eyes went wide as he saw Fleur's figure at the doorway. Legolas felt a slight blush come over his face as he saw that Fleur had positioned herself against the side of the door frame with her leg up against the wall.
"Legolas," she moaned. Taking her leg off from the wall, Fleur walked seductively toward Legolas, looking deep into his eyes while breathing heavily, letting her chest rise and fall.
Legolas slowly sat up as he saw Fleur walk toward him, not believing what was happening.
Fleur, taking advantage of the situation, crawled onto the bed, "What's the matter, Legolas?" Fleur crawled over to Legolas and, grabbing his light, silver shirt, pulled him down as she gently seated herself on top of him, letting her cloak surround them both like a shimmering wall of silver and revealing her voluptuous body to him.
Legolas looked at her with surprise and confusion, "Fleur, what are you doing?"
Fleur moaned as she spread her legs on either side of his body, "Trying to make love to you." She suddenly laid flat on her stomach and started kissing him passionately and wildly, only withdrawing from him to breathe.
Legolas started kissing back with equal passion. Fleur noticed his hands running up to her back, caressing her skin as he went. Aroused and eager for more, Fleur took her hands away from his hair which she had been running her hands through and threw her cloak off. She would have been completely naked if it hadn't been for the bra and thong she wore, although they covered little of her.
"Oh God, Legolas," she whispered into his ear, her voice hinting of wanting more.
Fleur and Legolas' bodies were against each other in a way that every curve of each of their bodies fit perfectly into the other's. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, Fleur noticed a reaction from Legolas. 'Oh God, that's him,' Fleur thought. She suddenly withdrew from Legolas' embrace a few inches, looking deep into his eyes. Just by looking at him she could tell that he was just as surprised as her.
Fleur, wild and excitingly aggressive, got a hold of Legolas' shirt and savagely ripped it off him before going back to kissing him. Crushing her pelvis onto his, Fleur used her veela powers and body language to urge him on.
"Stop, Fleur. Stop!" Legolas yelled as he broke away from her, jumping off the bed and gaining his footing. "Fleur, I'm sorry. I, we can't do this, at least not yet."
Fleur lay there on the bed, gasping for breath, not comprehending why Legolas refused to make love to her. "Legolas, what's wrong? Why don't you want this?"
Legolas looked at her, his gaze stern. "Fleur, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just.,"Legolas trailed off.
Fleur looked at him questionably, "It's just what?"
Legolas kept his gaze on her, "Fleur, you have to understand, my father has set down very strict traditions and rules for our kingdom. One of the most important rules, and one never to be broken, is that we cannot have sex until after marriage."
Fleur frowned, she hadn't expected this. "But that won't be months, maybe a year from now, Legolas. I don't think I can wait that long to make love to you," Fleur pleaded. "Please, Legolas. Just this once, please." She looked at him with a yearning expression.
Legolas nodded in disagreement, "No, Fleur. We have to be first married before making love."
There was a long silence. In this time Fleur thought about their situation when a sudden thought struck her mind. She looked up at Legolas, "Why don't we just get married secretly, Legolas, apart from the wedding with both our families, for ourselves, just the two of us."
Legolas looked at Fleur, a considering expression on his face. "That would be permitted," Legolas then smiled warmly, "and I know just the incantation to do it."
It was at that very moment that Fleur would never forget, for at that moment she loved Legolas more than anything she had ever loved before.
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Fleur awoke to Legolas gently shaking her. She opened her eyes to look upon the urgent expression of a worried prince. "Fleur, I found something!"
Fleur sat up in bed, then realizing that she wore only a bra and thong, pulled the covers close to her due to the cold. "What is it? Where did you find it?" she asked, taking a small piece of parchment from Legolas.
"I found it in the woman's dagger sheath, but the language it's written in is unfamiliar to me. It seems like an old form of Elvish, but I can't distinguish some of the markings."
Fleur looked over the note. She had never seen any language like this before now, although to her, the symbols looked mystifying and elegant. "Legolas, when we're married, will you teach me your language?"
Legolas chuckled and smiled as he sat next to and held her, "Anything you desire."
Fleur smiled and closed her eyes as he began to rock her back and forth. "But where are we going to figure out where to translate this?"
Taking in Fleur's question, Legolas considered it quietly. "We could always go to my homeland, Mirkwood. There are libraries there that may contain the translations to other Elvish languishes. I remember once looking over an old reference book that contained strange markings such as these."
"So we will be leaving here, and when?" Fleur looked up from the note. "And what about the body of." Fleur trailed off as she looked around the room, finding no trace of the body. She gave Legolas a cryptic expression.
"Don't worry. I took care of that," Legolas replied, his demeanor now stern. "We can leave as soon as possible. How about tonight? Do you feel up to it?"
Fleur looked back down at the note again, "Yes. We have to act as quickly as possible. There's no time to spare."
Well, that's chapter 14, sorry it took so long. I hope you enjoy it. ;)
Chapter 14: Cryptic Signs
Bewildered and confused at Fleur's actions, Legolas stood up from the floor. Looking at the woman's body and the blood that stained the white marble floor, he thought, "I'd better start to pick up."
********************
Fleur stood at her oak dresser, looking at her reflection in the mirror. She could feel her heartbeat quicken as she looked at what she wore. The girl, or more accurately, the woman in the mirror wore a white silk thong and a bra of the same color and material that would drive any man crazy with lust once he saw how it held her breasts in a perfect fit. The reflection also wore a shear, silver cloak that barely concealed her.
Fleur looked toward the door that led to where she had left Legolas. 'Legolas,' she thought. Fleur turned back to the mirror and looked hard at her reflection. The woman in the mirror looked bold, confident, even unafraid, but on the inside, Fleur felt a trickle of fear enter her mind.
She loved Legolas, more than any other man she had ever loved. She wanted Legolas, so much at times that it hurt. She couldn't hold it any longer. She knew that what she would soon do was going to be one of the most important decisions she would ever make.
Fleur made sure that her hair was in place and that she looked perfect before opening the door and walking into Legolas' bedroom.
********************
Legolas looked up from the book he was reading as he heard the sound of the door leading to Fleur's room open. His eyes went wide as he saw Fleur's figure at the doorway. Legolas felt a slight blush come over his face as he saw that Fleur had positioned herself against the side of the door frame with her leg up against the wall.
"Legolas," she moaned. Taking her leg off from the wall, Fleur walked seductively toward Legolas, looking deep into his eyes while breathing heavily, letting her chest rise and fall.
Legolas slowly sat up as he saw Fleur walk toward him, not believing what was happening.
Fleur, taking advantage of the situation, crawled onto the bed, "What's the matter, Legolas?" Fleur crawled over to Legolas and, grabbing his light, silver shirt, pulled him down as she gently seated herself on top of him, letting her cloak surround them both like a shimmering wall of silver and revealing her voluptuous body to him.
Legolas looked at her with surprise and confusion, "Fleur, what are you doing?"
Fleur moaned as she spread her legs on either side of his body, "Trying to make love to you." She suddenly laid flat on her stomach and started kissing him passionately and wildly, only withdrawing from him to breathe.
Legolas started kissing back with equal passion. Fleur noticed his hands running up to her back, caressing her skin as he went. Aroused and eager for more, Fleur took her hands away from his hair which she had been running her hands through and threw her cloak off. She would have been completely naked if it hadn't been for the bra and thong she wore, although they covered little of her.
"Oh God, Legolas," she whispered into his ear, her voice hinting of wanting more.
Fleur and Legolas' bodies were against each other in a way that every curve of each of their bodies fit perfectly into the other's. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, Fleur noticed a reaction from Legolas. 'Oh God, that's him,' Fleur thought. She suddenly withdrew from Legolas' embrace a few inches, looking deep into his eyes. Just by looking at him she could tell that he was just as surprised as her.
Fleur, wild and excitingly aggressive, got a hold of Legolas' shirt and savagely ripped it off him before going back to kissing him. Crushing her pelvis onto his, Fleur used her veela powers and body language to urge him on.
"Stop, Fleur. Stop!" Legolas yelled as he broke away from her, jumping off the bed and gaining his footing. "Fleur, I'm sorry. I, we can't do this, at least not yet."
Fleur lay there on the bed, gasping for breath, not comprehending why Legolas refused to make love to her. "Legolas, what's wrong? Why don't you want this?"
Legolas looked at her, his gaze stern. "Fleur, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just.,"Legolas trailed off.
Fleur looked at him questionably, "It's just what?"
Legolas kept his gaze on her, "Fleur, you have to understand, my father has set down very strict traditions and rules for our kingdom. One of the most important rules, and one never to be broken, is that we cannot have sex until after marriage."
Fleur frowned, she hadn't expected this. "But that won't be months, maybe a year from now, Legolas. I don't think I can wait that long to make love to you," Fleur pleaded. "Please, Legolas. Just this once, please." She looked at him with a yearning expression.
Legolas nodded in disagreement, "No, Fleur. We have to be first married before making love."
There was a long silence. In this time Fleur thought about their situation when a sudden thought struck her mind. She looked up at Legolas, "Why don't we just get married secretly, Legolas, apart from the wedding with both our families, for ourselves, just the two of us."
Legolas looked at Fleur, a considering expression on his face. "That would be permitted," Legolas then smiled warmly, "and I know just the incantation to do it."
It was at that very moment that Fleur would never forget, for at that moment she loved Legolas more than anything she had ever loved before.
********************
Fleur awoke to Legolas gently shaking her. She opened her eyes to look upon the urgent expression of a worried prince. "Fleur, I found something!"
Fleur sat up in bed, then realizing that she wore only a bra and thong, pulled the covers close to her due to the cold. "What is it? Where did you find it?" she asked, taking a small piece of parchment from Legolas.
"I found it in the woman's dagger sheath, but the language it's written in is unfamiliar to me. It seems like an old form of Elvish, but I can't distinguish some of the markings."
Fleur looked over the note. She had never seen any language like this before now, although to her, the symbols looked mystifying and elegant. "Legolas, when we're married, will you teach me your language?"
Legolas chuckled and smiled as he sat next to and held her, "Anything you desire."
Fleur smiled and closed her eyes as he began to rock her back and forth. "But where are we going to figure out where to translate this?"
Taking in Fleur's question, Legolas considered it quietly. "We could always go to my homeland, Mirkwood. There are libraries there that may contain the translations to other Elvish languishes. I remember once looking over an old reference book that contained strange markings such as these."
"So we will be leaving here, and when?" Fleur looked up from the note. "And what about the body of." Fleur trailed off as she looked around the room, finding no trace of the body. She gave Legolas a cryptic expression.
"Don't worry. I took care of that," Legolas replied, his demeanor now stern. "We can leave as soon as possible. How about tonight? Do you feel up to it?"
Fleur looked back down at the note again, "Yes. We have to act as quickly as possible. There's no time to spare."
Well, that's chapter 14, sorry it took so long. I hope you enjoy it. ;)
