Authors Note: Hi all, sorry it has taken so long to up date but real life
(in the way of college assignments) has a habit of getting in the way. The
next chapter's is almost finished so you won't have to wait long for the
next installment.
Anyway thank you loads to everyone who is enjoying the fic hug's to you, your reviews are helpful and encouraging as always.
Now on with the fic.
Warning: This chapter contains slash (homosexual content) for all of you who did not read the initial warnings.
Chapter Four
Both responded instantly to the kiss, closing their eyes on contact, a sense of passion neither had felt before flaring up between them.
Legolas slowly pulled his hand from Estel's grasp in the others lap and drew it up to rest on the back of the mans head, loosing his fingers in the dark curls, trying to pull him impossibly closer.
He smiled in to the kiss as he felt Estel's arm slip around his waist, turning him so that he was almost sitting side ways across the bench.
"Estel." Legolas whispered pulling back a little, resting his forehead against the mans.
"What's wrong?" He asked slightly concerned.
"Nothing, but I am afraid we might end up on the floor if we do not move."
"Huh., oh right." It took him a few seconds to clear his mind and realise that the way they were sitting had Legolas precariously balanced on the edge of the bench.
Standing up, Legolas drew Estel up with him an immediately pulled him in for another kiss. Instead of the slow caress of their mouths as before, this time it was a greedy tangle of lips. Neither could get close enough to the other, almost needing to mould their bodies together.
Encouraged by a gentle moan from Legolas, Estel became more assertive, forcing his tongue to meet with its partners, tenderly exploring the inside of the elf's mouth. Both fell into a deeper, soul searching kiss. The world around them began to melt away, well almost.
Legolas suddenly pushed back, panting slightly, a sly grin plastered to his flushed face.
"What's wrong?" Those seemed to be his favourite words this evening he mused.
"Someone is coming!" He whispered.
Estel could not hear anything but the rustling of leaves in the breeze and their own breathing, but knew better than to doubt an elf's senses.
"Who is it?" Both of them were still whispering.
"I do not know but they are coming this way," He moved to the bench. "Come let us sit we have nothing to fear."
"You're right, we have just been talking no one will suspect." Estel didn't know whether he was trying to convince himself or Legolas.
The grey clouds above them had cleared since they had last looked and had left the dark sky of night behind them. The moon lighting up the glade in a silver glow, it felt almost magical, as the stars added to its light. The breeze currently waltzing through the trees picked up its pace slightly causing Legolas's hair to dance about his face. The man laughed as he watched the elf attempt to take control of it, trying to tuck it behind his pointed ears.
Legolas joined in his laughter seeing as Estel's hair was in a worse state due to the gip the elf had had on it during their kiss. He began running his hand through Estel's hair to try and make it look a little less rumpled. Both their cheeks were flushed and lips slightly swollen due to the previous intensity of their kisses. Smiling Estel caught hold of the hand and stilled it, before reaching over to place a kiss on the elf's nose.
"I'm sorry Estel." The voice behind them made Estel jump. "It is quite obvious what you have been up to."
"Then Elladan, as you so clearly knew what we were up to it was so kind of you to interrupt." His voice was dripping with sarcasm, although his embarrassment was clearly visible.
"I know dear brother I try to do my very best when it comes to family." Elladan smirked.
"Was there a particular reason you are here other than to annoy me?" Estel sighed, throwing Legolas an apologetic look.
"You were not in your room dear Estel and father wanted a word with you before he retired to his bed. So I, being the charitable elf hat I am, volunteered to find you." He sniggered as he watched Estel as he began to fidget.
"Did he say what it was he wanted to discuss?"
"If I did I would not tell you, for it is far too much fun watching you squirm."
Legolas rose from the bench and walked towards the dark haired twin. "Elladan do not concern him so." Legolas smiled turning back and holding his hand out to Estel. He took it, and used it to pull himself up, and then stood beside the blond elf. "Come it is late and I should retire now as well, I will walk with you."
Elladan watched as they walked away, back towards the palace. They were no long hand in hand but they were walking so close to each other that they brushed against each other every time they swung their arms. He smiled, it was a genuine smile unlike the smirks he and his twin had been sending Estel earlier. He was happy for his brother, both the twins were and Legolas was defiantly right for him, his smile widened, no if one thing was for sure his brother would never be bored with that elf around.
~*~
It took very little time to reach the carved wooden door of Legolas's rooms, much to Estel's annoyance. They stopped outside for a few moments.
Smiling, Legolas leant forward and placed a chaste kiss on Estel's check.
"Good night, Estel." He whispered before turning, opening the door and walking into his bedroom.
"Sleep well Legolas." He whispered back as the door closed softly in front of him.
He chuckled, and with a silly grin, he began to make his way along the rest of the corridor to his fathers study. He knocked on the door and waited a few moments before entering.
Lord Elrond was sitting as always sitting in a large wooden chair at his desk, a wide array of papers and scrolls concealing the wooden surface in front of him. A few candles lay scattered around the room placed on various surfaces, the one on the desk throwing a flickering orange glow over his foster father and his work.
He wondered if he should tell his father what Legolas had told him about Lysander, but the thought went out of his mind as his father made him aware that he had noticed his presence.
"Ah, Estel I was wondering when you were going to make your appearance." He said looking up at his foster son who had turned to shut the door behind him.
"Sorry father, I was just showing Prince Legolas to his room." Estel moved to stand in front of the desk, leaning back slightly against a bookcase. "What did you wish to see me about?"
"I need you to lead a boarder patrol; the reports from the last patrol were unsettling. Orc attacks are becoming increasingly regular and I need you of locate their camp."
"Their camp?"
"The attacks are too organised and too often for them to be trekking all the way here from Mordor each time."
There was silence for a moment as Elrond let the news sink in.
"And you want me to find their camp?" Estel asked softly, looking up to stare directly at his father.
"We have already managed to pin pointed its location down to with in one league or so, so it should not be too difficult to find with a patrol of elves, Estel I want you to lead a team out and get rid of it."
"Destroy it?"
"You and each of your brothers will lead different patrols, surround the area and remove the threat discreetly. It needs to be complete as soon as possible, before Arwen's bonding ceremony. The last thing we need is for our guests to be attacked as they enter our realm."
"When do you wish us to leave?" Estel asked, clearly noting his fathers tone held no room for negotiation.
"You will choose your team and leave first thing."
"Tomorrow!" Estel exclaimed, it would take hours to assemble and prepare a patrol for an operation of this magnitude.
"You will depart at first light."
~*~
The sound of foot steps outside his room woke him a few seconds before the knock on the door. Legolas pushed the soft bed linins away from him as he stood up from the bed; he slipped on an evening robe that had been left on the back of a chair for his use, before walking across the remaining width of the room and opening the door.
"Estel?" The man looked tired, dark circles he noticed, were beginning to form under his. The worry lines visible on his forehead gave Legolas cause for concern.
"I am sorry for disturbing you at this late hour."
"What's wrong?" He stepped aside allowing Estel into the room.
Estel did not answer straight away instead he walked across the room and out on to the balcony, moving to sit on one of the two chairs that stood just off to one side.
"Estel, what's wrong." Legolas repeated, following him. Instead of sitting on the other chair the elf moved to stand opposite Estel, leaning back, so his hips rested against the wooden safety barrier.
Estel took a deep breath before explaining the meeting he had just had with his father. He started out quiet but became more confident as he went on explaining the pro's and cons of Lord Elrond's plans.
"It seems like a good decision Estel." Legolas said once he had finished.
"Do you think so?" Estel sounded less than convinced; if there was an entire army of orc's some how hiding near to the boarders of Rivendell then surely the attacks would have been far more extensive than they had been, and what good would a mere three patrols have against possibly hundreds of those dark creatures.
"Have a little faith Estel Lord Elrond knows what he's doing, you forget that he has been organising these sorts of things hundreds of years before you were even thought of."
With a grin Estel finally conceded. "You are right of course."
"As always." The elf smirked.
"Is that so?" Estel watched as Legolas stood up form the barrier and made his way slowly back into the bedroom.
"Of course, for I am the prince of Mirkwood and so my word is law." He called back, smiling to himself as Estel began to follow him further into the room.
~*~
Tbc.
Anyway thank you loads to everyone who is enjoying the fic hug's to you, your reviews are helpful and encouraging as always.
Now on with the fic.
Warning: This chapter contains slash (homosexual content) for all of you who did not read the initial warnings.
Chapter Four
Both responded instantly to the kiss, closing their eyes on contact, a sense of passion neither had felt before flaring up between them.
Legolas slowly pulled his hand from Estel's grasp in the others lap and drew it up to rest on the back of the mans head, loosing his fingers in the dark curls, trying to pull him impossibly closer.
He smiled in to the kiss as he felt Estel's arm slip around his waist, turning him so that he was almost sitting side ways across the bench.
"Estel." Legolas whispered pulling back a little, resting his forehead against the mans.
"What's wrong?" He asked slightly concerned.
"Nothing, but I am afraid we might end up on the floor if we do not move."
"Huh., oh right." It took him a few seconds to clear his mind and realise that the way they were sitting had Legolas precariously balanced on the edge of the bench.
Standing up, Legolas drew Estel up with him an immediately pulled him in for another kiss. Instead of the slow caress of their mouths as before, this time it was a greedy tangle of lips. Neither could get close enough to the other, almost needing to mould their bodies together.
Encouraged by a gentle moan from Legolas, Estel became more assertive, forcing his tongue to meet with its partners, tenderly exploring the inside of the elf's mouth. Both fell into a deeper, soul searching kiss. The world around them began to melt away, well almost.
Legolas suddenly pushed back, panting slightly, a sly grin plastered to his flushed face.
"What's wrong?" Those seemed to be his favourite words this evening he mused.
"Someone is coming!" He whispered.
Estel could not hear anything but the rustling of leaves in the breeze and their own breathing, but knew better than to doubt an elf's senses.
"Who is it?" Both of them were still whispering.
"I do not know but they are coming this way," He moved to the bench. "Come let us sit we have nothing to fear."
"You're right, we have just been talking no one will suspect." Estel didn't know whether he was trying to convince himself or Legolas.
The grey clouds above them had cleared since they had last looked and had left the dark sky of night behind them. The moon lighting up the glade in a silver glow, it felt almost magical, as the stars added to its light. The breeze currently waltzing through the trees picked up its pace slightly causing Legolas's hair to dance about his face. The man laughed as he watched the elf attempt to take control of it, trying to tuck it behind his pointed ears.
Legolas joined in his laughter seeing as Estel's hair was in a worse state due to the gip the elf had had on it during their kiss. He began running his hand through Estel's hair to try and make it look a little less rumpled. Both their cheeks were flushed and lips slightly swollen due to the previous intensity of their kisses. Smiling Estel caught hold of the hand and stilled it, before reaching over to place a kiss on the elf's nose.
"I'm sorry Estel." The voice behind them made Estel jump. "It is quite obvious what you have been up to."
"Then Elladan, as you so clearly knew what we were up to it was so kind of you to interrupt." His voice was dripping with sarcasm, although his embarrassment was clearly visible.
"I know dear brother I try to do my very best when it comes to family." Elladan smirked.
"Was there a particular reason you are here other than to annoy me?" Estel sighed, throwing Legolas an apologetic look.
"You were not in your room dear Estel and father wanted a word with you before he retired to his bed. So I, being the charitable elf hat I am, volunteered to find you." He sniggered as he watched Estel as he began to fidget.
"Did he say what it was he wanted to discuss?"
"If I did I would not tell you, for it is far too much fun watching you squirm."
Legolas rose from the bench and walked towards the dark haired twin. "Elladan do not concern him so." Legolas smiled turning back and holding his hand out to Estel. He took it, and used it to pull himself up, and then stood beside the blond elf. "Come it is late and I should retire now as well, I will walk with you."
Elladan watched as they walked away, back towards the palace. They were no long hand in hand but they were walking so close to each other that they brushed against each other every time they swung their arms. He smiled, it was a genuine smile unlike the smirks he and his twin had been sending Estel earlier. He was happy for his brother, both the twins were and Legolas was defiantly right for him, his smile widened, no if one thing was for sure his brother would never be bored with that elf around.
~*~
It took very little time to reach the carved wooden door of Legolas's rooms, much to Estel's annoyance. They stopped outside for a few moments.
Smiling, Legolas leant forward and placed a chaste kiss on Estel's check.
"Good night, Estel." He whispered before turning, opening the door and walking into his bedroom.
"Sleep well Legolas." He whispered back as the door closed softly in front of him.
He chuckled, and with a silly grin, he began to make his way along the rest of the corridor to his fathers study. He knocked on the door and waited a few moments before entering.
Lord Elrond was sitting as always sitting in a large wooden chair at his desk, a wide array of papers and scrolls concealing the wooden surface in front of him. A few candles lay scattered around the room placed on various surfaces, the one on the desk throwing a flickering orange glow over his foster father and his work.
He wondered if he should tell his father what Legolas had told him about Lysander, but the thought went out of his mind as his father made him aware that he had noticed his presence.
"Ah, Estel I was wondering when you were going to make your appearance." He said looking up at his foster son who had turned to shut the door behind him.
"Sorry father, I was just showing Prince Legolas to his room." Estel moved to stand in front of the desk, leaning back slightly against a bookcase. "What did you wish to see me about?"
"I need you to lead a boarder patrol; the reports from the last patrol were unsettling. Orc attacks are becoming increasingly regular and I need you of locate their camp."
"Their camp?"
"The attacks are too organised and too often for them to be trekking all the way here from Mordor each time."
There was silence for a moment as Elrond let the news sink in.
"And you want me to find their camp?" Estel asked softly, looking up to stare directly at his father.
"We have already managed to pin pointed its location down to with in one league or so, so it should not be too difficult to find with a patrol of elves, Estel I want you to lead a team out and get rid of it."
"Destroy it?"
"You and each of your brothers will lead different patrols, surround the area and remove the threat discreetly. It needs to be complete as soon as possible, before Arwen's bonding ceremony. The last thing we need is for our guests to be attacked as they enter our realm."
"When do you wish us to leave?" Estel asked, clearly noting his fathers tone held no room for negotiation.
"You will choose your team and leave first thing."
"Tomorrow!" Estel exclaimed, it would take hours to assemble and prepare a patrol for an operation of this magnitude.
"You will depart at first light."
~*~
The sound of foot steps outside his room woke him a few seconds before the knock on the door. Legolas pushed the soft bed linins away from him as he stood up from the bed; he slipped on an evening robe that had been left on the back of a chair for his use, before walking across the remaining width of the room and opening the door.
"Estel?" The man looked tired, dark circles he noticed, were beginning to form under his. The worry lines visible on his forehead gave Legolas cause for concern.
"I am sorry for disturbing you at this late hour."
"What's wrong?" He stepped aside allowing Estel into the room.
Estel did not answer straight away instead he walked across the room and out on to the balcony, moving to sit on one of the two chairs that stood just off to one side.
"Estel, what's wrong." Legolas repeated, following him. Instead of sitting on the other chair the elf moved to stand opposite Estel, leaning back, so his hips rested against the wooden safety barrier.
Estel took a deep breath before explaining the meeting he had just had with his father. He started out quiet but became more confident as he went on explaining the pro's and cons of Lord Elrond's plans.
"It seems like a good decision Estel." Legolas said once he had finished.
"Do you think so?" Estel sounded less than convinced; if there was an entire army of orc's some how hiding near to the boarders of Rivendell then surely the attacks would have been far more extensive than they had been, and what good would a mere three patrols have against possibly hundreds of those dark creatures.
"Have a little faith Estel Lord Elrond knows what he's doing, you forget that he has been organising these sorts of things hundreds of years before you were even thought of."
With a grin Estel finally conceded. "You are right of course."
"As always." The elf smirked.
"Is that so?" Estel watched as Legolas stood up form the barrier and made his way slowly back into the bedroom.
"Of course, for I am the prince of Mirkwood and so my word is law." He called back, smiling to himself as Estel began to follow him further into the room.
~*~
Tbc.
