**Pre-adult writing jitters**

Omfgosh crap..how am I going to do this??? I'm really not good at writing these things. But I'm going to try and make the best gosh darn luv scene this side of FF.net has ever seen....SIKE! A love scene is a love scene.....I'll do the best I can. Oh crap...I'm warning all of you: My love scenes are a bit weird at times.......leave now if you don't like the weirdness....you have been warned...if you get grossed out, it was your own fault......


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Legolas had stopped them again before they reached the bed.


"Once more before I can't stop myself," he breathed, "Are you sure this is what you want?"


"Once more I say yes, my Prince," she whispered into his ear.


He lay her down gently on the soft bed and she felt the most comfortable she had ever been. His weight felt nice and his warmth and scent had livened up her senses, making her want him even more. He seemed so majestic to her. The perfect, pale, statue-like features of his face made his eyes seem like embedded sapphires, staring down at her intensely. And then those eyes were shut and his lips were on hers.


Carefully and delicately, his lips traveled from her mouth down to her neck where his teeth nipped at the nape of it. His kisses trailed to the side of her neck where he bit down slightly, relishing in hearing her gasp, and tasted warm coppery salt on his tongue, her blood (A/N: I'm sorry! I promised all of you that I would try and make this fic as NORMAL as possible, but I can't help it..sorry sorry sorry! I promise it won't go on for much longer...alright no I don't...sorry! I warned you up there so turn back now if you get grossed out).


His hands had pinned her thin wrists down above her head, although it was unnecessary. Not only because she wouldn't know what to do, but also for the simple fact that she was under his spell. He looked upon her as if she was prey and he had her pinned down, looking down at her, ravenous. The feeling of power, control, surged through him. The King in him reigned. He had begun to take off her dress, while his mouth distracted her from the work of his fingers, like a toy that an animal was to play with while the butcher sharpened his knife. Her mouth pressed deeper into his as one strong, quick hand captured both her wrists while other one went down to her breast.


If Eden was observant, or capable of thought for that matter, she would have observed that Legolas was using the quickness that a warrior would use for warfare....or a hunter would use on his prey. She moaned softly, as his thumb lightly grazed her nipple and he nipped gently at her lower lip.


With even more swiftness, he had taken off her slip and his own shirt, and he now lay on top of her, her small breasts pressing into him as his mouth brought on a brutal assault on hers. She fought back too of course, but he was very strong, very experienced and he overpowered the will of her mouth and set it to his. He held her tightly against him, trailing his fingertips down her back, up her stomach, down her stomach, across her chest. How he was doing this she did not know. What he was doing she did not know either, but what she did know was that whatever he was doing and how he was doing it brought her a tremendous amount of pleasure.


She suddenly felt as if she had awakened from a surreal dream when she felt his hands on her hips and his thumbs hooked in edges of her lower undergarment. He seemed to sense her fear and uncertainty as her body became tense and he looked at her with lust-filled azure eyes. Her own eyes, also full of lust, looked back at him, but they were frightened and pleading.


"It's alright,' he whispered. "Everything will be alright. Trust me." He brushed a few strands of hair from her face and kissed her and then pulled back again, his lips barely touching hers.


"Don't you trust me?" his eyes bore into her own and she nodded.


"I trust you, Legolas," and with those accepting words, he made her his once more, engulfing her mouth with his. His thumbs pulled the underwear off, but she did not relax. She was still tense, apprehensive, but he would change her mind. He smiled as he thought this.


His mouth went down to her neck again and then traveled south once more until he was feeding (A/N: not literally!) on one of her nipples. He took it gently into his mouth, using his tongue, as well as his teeth, to make her moan softly. She arched into him as she held his head to her breast, her chest rising and falling, and he rising and falling with it. He did likewise to the other nipple and she only held him closer.


He moved down once more. (A/N: Wow. I must be getting annoying, interrupting between all their scenes.....oh well anyways..I have never written an..um....scene for oral pleasure..or at least one that is performed on a woman., but I hear many good things about it and do not doubt it is a pleasurable experience. My lack of experience, however, does not permit me to go into great detail so I'll do the best I can) His tongue probed her inner depths, almost bringing her over the edge, but no, not yet, he decided, not this way.


He was enjoying himself very much, but as he brought himself up to her and kissed her once more, he suddenly pulled away and looked down at her. She was completely his. Sweat shone on her body as she caught her breath, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes. 'This is the only time in our existence that I will ever let you catch your breath,' he thought, 'Breath while you can, beautiful one.' Finally, taking her all in through his eyes, he drew himself in for another kiss.


"Relax," he instructed, caressing her cheek. "Just listen to what I say and you will be feeling more pleasure than you have ever felt in your entire life. Relax." He felt her do so in his arms. He did not bother to take off his pants, but merely unbuttoned the front.


He entered her slowly, one hand on her hip to steady himself and the other entwined with her hand. He heard her breath in sharply and then sigh.


There was pain for a few seconds and then Eden felt very nice. Wait, nice doesn't describe it. Amazing. Yes, that's it.


She wanted it to last forever, but it didn't. A new force took her, more powerful than anything she had ever felt before. A scream caught in her throat and she felt waves of pleasure swallow her. She heard Legolas whisper her name as he too succumbed to the pleasure. All she could do was cling to him as he clung to her. And then she felt as if she was finally awake and she felt him kiss her. She closed her eyes.


When she finally woke up, the room was filled with light. She turned her head to Legolas, who lay beside her, his chest rising with every breath he took. His hair was spread out on the pillow and his perfectly sculpted face held a deceiving innocence. She pulled the blanket up to cover her chest and then saw Legolas' eyes flutter open.


He smiled as they set on her and he moved over to her, resting on his elbow and kissed her gently. She felt herself drawn into his arms.


"Legolas?" she asked.


"Hm?" his head turned to her.


"Why did you not go to Valinor with your mother?" she asked. Legolas' eyes seemed to glaze over.


"You really don't hear much do you?" he said, softly. "Haven't you ever heard what Lady Galadriel said to me? 'Legolas Greenleaf, long under tree, In joy thou hast lived, beware of the Sea! If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore, Thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more.'" Eden gaped at him.


"I don't understand," she said (A/N: Big surprise there,huh?). Legolas smiled.

"It means that someday I will answer the call of the Undying lands," he said, dreamily and then sighed, "But my time has not yet come."

"Oh," Eden nodded, "But why haven't all the elves left when they were supposed to? I mean, I know there are no more ships, but..."

"There are more ships," he said.

"No, the last ship carried Lady Galadriel and Elrond and-," she was cut off again.

"There are more ships," he said, more firmly this time. "My father and a few others will be on the next ship. It will leave soon. I don't know when, but it will. And also Eden, one can easily build a grey ship by themselves. It doesn't require the whole species to make one. What's with the sudden questions?"

"What if I was to leave with them?" she whispered. Legolas was silent. He then turned to her and stroked her cheek.

"I won't let you," he whispered. "I'll never let you go." Eden smiled and fell into his embrace.

After a while, both hungry, they dressed and walked down to the dining hall, separating as they walked in. She sat down next to Ritu who jumped out of his seat as soon as he saw her. At that moment, she was dragged out of her chair and hugged so hard she thought she would pass out.

"Eden, are you alright?"

"What happened?"

"Did he hurt you?"

"If that bloke even lay a hand on you, I swear I'll.."

Eden managed to wrestle away from them. "I'm alright," she laughed. "Nothing happened. He was bluffing. He locked me in a closet all night. All talk no action." They all laughed and rejoiced and then looked to their parents who sat glaring at them. They quieted down and sat to eat breakfast. Eden looked to where Legolas was sitting. He was not looking at her, but instead talking and laughing with his brothers about something. One of his brothers slapped him on the back, laughing. Then they all looked at her. Eden quickly looked away and after finishing her breakfast, her and her brothers and sister ran out of the dining hall and into the woods.

As they walked in the woods and laughed, Eden did not feel happiness. 'What were they laughing about?' she wondered, 'Why did they all look at me?'It tore at her. It made her stomach churn. Rilma grabbed her hand.

"What's wrong, Eden?" she asked, looking up at her. Eden smiled and shook her head.

"Nothing, my dear, nothing," she whispered, "Everything is perfect."

They walked for hours, talking and laughing, until the sun started to set below the trees. They then walked back to their rooms. Eden decided that she was going to sneak to Legolas' room when they escorted her to her room. They were still afraid that Legolas might show up. She walked in and closed (A/N: thanks to Tiffany for helping me to correct this error!) the door behind her. She turned to see Legolas sitting at her desk, reading her book of elvish poetry.

"Wind swept luxury of the Anduin, setting the face of beauty, the sun, the moon, an endless dream...," Legolas read. "Very good stuff." Eden leaned against the door.

"Did you tell your brothers?" she asked, softly. He closed the book and looked at her.

"What?" he asked.

"Did you tell your brothers about us?" she asked again.

"Did you tell your brothers about us?" he retorted angrily.

"Well no, but..," she started.

"Then why would you think I told mine?" he moved towards so fast that she was startled to see him right in front of her, "Eden, you need to learn to trust me. If you can't trust me, then I see no future for us." She nodded and the fear of him leaving her seized her. She took his hand with both of hers.

"I'm sorry, Legolas," she said. "I was just scared. I do trust you. I........it was stupid of me to even think that you would do such a thing because I know you wouldn't. I'm so sorry." He embraced her lovingly.

"It's alright," he said, "I just want your trust Eden. I want you to trust me like I trust you."

And just as they were about to kiss once more, five of her brothers rushed in her room.

"Hey Eden we were wondering if....,"but they trailed off as they saw what was happening. Their mouths dropped open and they stood frozen., in shock.

Legolas, his brain working quickly, kissed Eden harshly on the mouth and then spun her around so that she was still held rather tightly against him but facing her brothers and a dagger was pressed to her neck. The look on her face was that of surprise, not shock or fear, but her brothers did not notice that.

They all stood in silence, staring at each other. Finally, Ritu spoke up.

"What the hell is going on here?" he growled. "Why don't you go pester somebody else? Leave our sister be!" He took several steps forward and Legolas pressed the knife closer to Eden's neck. She made a sharp intake of breath. Ritu stopped.

"Right," Ritu said, calmly, "We'll just be telling everyone about this."

"Close the door," Legolas ordered. Nitu closed it and Ritu turned around and cursed Nitu's cowardice. "You will tell no one or I will spread worse rumors than what you tell of me. I will tell everyone who urinated in the fountain last year. I will tell everyone who broke that vase that belonged to Lady Galadriel. I know many things and as for the things that I do not know, I can find out in a heartbeat. Is that understood?"

"Let my sister go," Ritu said through gritted teeth. "This is obviously between you and me, Prince Legolas. Leave my sister out of this."

"Are you that arrogant as to think that I care about you that much?" laughed Legolas, "Your existence means nothing to me. Consequently, neither does hers. Although....,"he traced the knife down the nape of her neck. "She is a pretty one....and copper hair....rarely seen on elves...more of a human trait. So human," he whispered, his warm breath on her ear, " so defenseless, so fragile. I could break her in half like a twig. But I see no reason to have dirt blood on my hands. I had enough of that during the wars. Now, you were interrupting us. Please leave." Eden closed her eyes and she wished at that moment that she was deaf. Of course, Legolas had not meant those things, but...........his words had hurt her.

"You will not hurt my sister!" roared Ritu, blood rushing to his pale face.

"I will do as I please," smirked Legolas, an arrogant tone in his voice. "Now leave."

"I will leave as long as you promise to bring her to no harm," Ritu said, "Be it physical OR mental."

"Sure," said Legolas, voice dripping with sarcasm, "leave...right now...before I turn on my promise." Ritu slowly backed away and he and his brothers walked out the door.

"Watch your back, Prince Legolas," he hissed before he slammed the door. Legolas released her and locked the door, holding up the key to her.

"Learn to lock your door next time we're together like this, Eden," he glared. She nodded and looked down at the ground, still upset. He took her in his arms and held her once more.

"You know I meant none of it," he whispered. "Those were just things I had to say."

"Legolas, they are getting suspicious," said Eden, "They will figure us out soon. Everyone will. We must do something." Legolas sighed and walked away from her and sat down on her couch.

"What do you propose we do?" he muttered. "This isn't exactly an everyday situation that one can just walk through. Our future depends on this. If anyone were to find out about you and me....." He trailed off. She turned towards him, an angry look on her face.

"You and me," repeated Eden, "You say it as if it was blasphemous."

"It is to everyone else," said Legolas, "Eden, don't you see what our exposure could mean to your parents...to mine?"

"Is that all you care about?" Eden asked, getting annoyed, "Are the opinions of others that important to you? Why can't we just run away together, escape from all of this?" She walked to the window, putting her head in her hands. Legolas turned her around and grasped her shoulders.

"You have no idea, Eden, what responsibilities I have" he said, his eyes the color of a frozen lake, "When my parents leave I will be King and before that happens I have to choose a bride. Then, I have to produce an heir, another King and all at the same time I have to protect my kingdom and make it flourish." Eden looked down.

"I can never be that bride," she whispered. "I see it now, Legolas."

"Eden, don't say such things," he said. "I couldn't imagine having anyone beside me at the throne other than you. We will find a way to be together. We must." Eden nodded.

Legolas smiled down at her and drew her in for (yet another) passionate kiss. Eden waved goodbye to him as he climbed out of the window. She walked to Ritu's room and opened it. All her siblings were sitting and all suddenly grew quiet as they turned to see her.

"Eden," Ritu stood up, "What the hell is going on?"

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A/N: hope everyone enjoyed this chapter! It took me a while to write because of the love scene. I'm really not great at those. It always seems so awkward writing those things, especially when it's in a bed. ;-D As for the question of Eden's age or maturity age, Eden is barely two hundred years old and her limited access to other elves besides her siblings has caused a sort of lack of maturity in her so she basically has the maturity age of a teenage girl (16-17 and now maybe older since she got some booty). She is basically still a baby compared to Legolas who is said to be several thousand years old. As for the question of Legolas's mum, she was never truly mentioned because Tolkien only talked about Legolas's lineage from his father. His mummy didn't seem to be so important and I felt bad for her because everyone's mum is just as important as the dad (maybe even more) so I decided that she went to the Grey havens with a few other of the royal family's relatives. I'm trying to keep this as close to the book as possible, but since Tolkien left a lot of blank areas, what he left blank I get to fill it in. So there. :-P So thank you everyone for reading and I hope you all enjoyed this!