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The Golden Curtain: Chapter Two.
-2052 years later-
Lying on the leafy forest floor Esta let out a puff of air. She had been lying there for nearly an hour, bored out of her mind. Her companion lay next to her. Esta turned to the beast and proclaimed;
"One of these days I'm going to leave Lothlorien" A dreamy expression on her face.
The beast only snorted in reply.
"Oh so you don't believe me?" She said with a cocky grin on her face.
Again the beast only snorted. Then the midnight black beast rose to her four feet and began to walk away.
"Manilla! Where are you going?" Esta shouted as she got up and chased after Manilla.
"Wait up you twit!" Manilla made a noise that sounded almost like a chuckle. Galloping away into the tree's Esta gave chase.
"Oh so you want to play?" Esta yelled as she ran after Manilla. Jumping over a log Esta was sure she would be able to grab Manilla's tail. She was wrong. Stumbling to the forest floor she landed with a 'oomph'.
Groaning she rolled onto her back and sighed. Looking skyward she saw Manilla's snout come into view.
Dipping her head down to Esta's neck, Manilla began nudging her.
Esta groaned once more and forced Manilla away from her.
"Manilla stop it. I'm getting up; I'm fine" hauling herself to her feet Esta suddenly became aware of the change in the forest.
"What's going on?" Esta said looking around. The change in the behaviour of the animals and the air worried her. Manilla just looked at her, not making a sound.
"I think we better go back" with that she jumped up onto Manilla's back. Manilla took off immediately. They headed east toward the city centre. As time wore on and they neared the outskirts of the main city Esta calmed more. Manilla came to a stop right in front of a huge staircase that glowed with silver light. The staircase wound around a tall thin tree and looked like it stretched upwards for miles.
Jumping off Manilla's back her white dress dragged behind her as she climbed the stairs. Racing toward the first flet on the tree she bounced through the door.
"Tirane!" She yelled as loud as she could.
Inside the flet an elder women sat in the main room writing. She had heard Esta scrambling up the stairs and knew what would come next. She smiled to herself as she heard the door open and a loud scream tumbling after. Without stopping what she was doing she replied:
"I'm in here Esta" She said, her voice calm.
Obviously out of breath Esta swept into the room and began:
"What's going on?"
"I don't know what your talking about" Tirane said, still writing and a small smile on her lips.
By now Esta was slightly confused. She could have sworn something was happening. But if something did happen she was sure Tirane would have spitted it out by now.
"What do you mean? I could sense a change in the woods, has something not happened?" Esta was getting mad now. She could see the little smirk on her guardian's face. Tirane knew something and wasn't sharing.
"Calm down child. Nothing bad has happened" She paused looking up at Esta's exasperated face. Urging her on with her hands. Sighing Tirane continued.
"If you must know, a travelling party from Mirkwood has arrived" Tirane said returning to her writing.
"Really?" Esta's whole demeanour turned from annoyed to curiosity immediately.
"Now don't you go getting any ideas young Miss" Tirane said sternly as she noticed the tone of curiosity in her protégées voice.
"Why, whatever do you mean milady?" Esta said, batting her eyelashes.
"I mean don't go bothering them, their royalty ya know?"
Esta pouted.
"So am I" Esta knew of her heritage. She knew who Tirane was, who her parents were. She had often dreamt of re-claiming her throne, taking back what was rightfully hers and making all those who had berated her bow at her feet.
Tirane sighed again and looked up to Esta. Taking her hands in hers she said
"We've been through this before Kyra, your life is here and now" Tirane said, using her name Kyra to insert the seriousness of her statement.
"I know that!" She said taking her hands from Tirane's and taking a seat in a chair covered in silver silk.
"It's just that lately I've been thinking a lot about my past and where I really come from. It's not fair! I'm a queen and I have to live out here, no servants, no admirers, no gold or silver, no extravagant bed in an overly huge room! No, all I get is this place and stupid elf maidens who think their better than ever one else!" Esta said, her face sour, like her mood.
"Oh dear child, you need not worry what those silly elves say about you" Tirane smiled, a sympathetic look on her face. Esta only glared. That stilled didn't change the fact that she wasn't on her throne where she belonged. She knew what would happen if she said those thoughts out loud for she had said them before. Tirane would hit the roof and tell her about how terrible Sicilee, her home, is and how she would never be allowed to return there. She would also be told how much she sounded like a power freak. So changing the subject Esta asked "what are you writing?" Trying to peer over her shoulder, Tirane snapped the paper to her chest.
"That's for me to know and you to find out"
"Humpf"was the only reply she got. Tirane in return said nothing, but continued to write.
"Fine keep your secrets, you know I'll find out sooner or later" A coaxing lure in her voice as she sat back in her seat.
"Yes indeed, but until then I suggest you keep your busy nose out of it"
Esta let out a groan and jumped out of her chair.
"I'm going for a ride, seeing as how everything is fine" Walking out the door she heard Tirane call back "Bye love" before she started racing down the stairs.
~~~~
It was midday by the time the elven party had reached the outskirts of the Lothlorien forests. The party of twenty included; the prince of Mirkwood, army general, Feanaro and eighteen of Mirkwood best soldiers.
"I believe you have not been here since the war of the ring your highness?" Feanaro asked the prince as the company journeyed into the woods.
"No I haven't" Legolas said, a wistful look on his face.
"And please call me Legolas, everyone else does" Legolas chuckled as he tried to change the subject of the war. It had been almost two years since the end of Sauron and still Legolas couldn't bare to talk about it. After returning home after travelling with Gimli, Legolas continued on with his life. His father trying to betrothed him to some she-elf at every chance he got. Legolas grew tired of his father's antics so he declared that he would be taking a trip to Gondor to visit his friend Aragorn. Then from there he would go onto Lothlorien and then home to Mirkwood.
"Good day Prince Legolas, we have been waiting for your arrival" an elf said as he appeared, at what seemed like thin air.
"Haldir, my good friend, how have you been?" Legolas smiled as he embraced his old friend.
"I am well, but you look like you could use a good bath" Haldir chuckled as he took in the elf's messy appearance. Legolas's smile broadened as he remembered why he looked so horrid.
"I took a tumble off my horse" they both laughed as Haldir and his soldiers lead the Mirkwood elves toward the city.
~~~
Esta had been riding around on Manilla for awhile now. She was bored out of her wits and couldn't seem to get her mind off the elven party that Tirane had spoke of. Because of who Esta was she was not permitted to leave Lothlorien, so she had rarely come into contact with anyone who was not from Lorien. Most of the elves in Lorien were tolerant of her, though most made it their own personal duty to make her life miserable. It was because she was not of full elven blood that made her an outcast to most. Her brown full hair and deep blue eyes were more like those of an elf from Rivendell, but her round ears made it evident that she was not of elven blood- well not full anyway. She was tall and lithe with pale skin, just like most elves. But her eyes were something different. They always appeared to be reflecting water. As if she spent her time bent over a pool with the sunlight reflecting the liquid in her eyes.
Deciding that she'd had enough she commanded Manilla to ride to the lake. Zooming off like a lightening rod, Manilla headed away from the main city and deeper into the woods.
After every passing tree they grew nearer to their destination. The closer they got the more excited Esta became. She had not been for a good swim in a day and was in dire need of fresh cold water on her flesh.
As the lake came into view, just beyond the trees, Manilla slowed to a trot.
As they broke into the clearing they saw something they did not expect to see.
There in the water was an elf. Never in her life had she seen the bare chest of an elf. She could not deny that she did not like what she saw, but that did not stop her from jumping from Manilla's back and stalking toward the elf, who was still unaware of her entrance.
~~~
After the party had been greeted by Galadriel and Celeborn, and had been assigned to their living quarters, Legolas had asked to be alone. He went for a walk and found himself at a big blue lake. He didn't think anyone would be out this far at that time and knowing how much he needed to clean himself he stripped down until he was butt naked, and dove into the cold water. Surfacing he began to rub his arms furiously in an attempt to warm up. In dove under the water and began swimming around. Forgetting about the world around him and the cold temperature he simply surfaced and dived, surfaced and dived.
After successfully 'scrutinizing' the bottom of the lake he resurfaced out of breath. Looking around he found a green plant called 'Palania'. Stripping it of its green skin he rubbed it into his hands as white foam began to disperse. Walking into shallow waters he scrubbed his almost perfect form clean. After cleansing he lowered himself into the water and rinsed the suds.
"Ahem" He froze. Slowly he lowered himself more into the water and turned around. He was shocked to see a lady dressed in white standing there. Legolas couldn't help the heat from rising to his cheeks as he blushed.
"Excuse me milady, but may I ask what you're doing?" He asked trying to rid the air of its tension.
Esta couldn't help but smile as his cheeks turned crimson. She chuckled.
"I could ask you the same thing" Legolas's blush deepened. An embarrassed smile crept onto his features as he kept his face down. Then remembering who he was he looked her straight in the eyes.
"How long have you been watching me?" He asked, his tone that of one of authority.
Esta laughed again.
"Why aren't we the smug one, I wasn't watching you actually" She said hotly.
Legolas was bewildered, no one had ever accused him, the prince of Mirkwood, of being smug, and no maiden had ever spoken to him like that.
"Excuse me milady but I would like to continue this conversation.... But not like this" He said his eyebrows rising.
Esta looked confused.
"Would you please turn around while I dress"?
Now it was Esta's turn to blush. She let out a soft 'oh' and whipped around as the elf got out of the water and began to dress.
Esta could help but let her imagination get the better of her. Her thoughts quickly returned to the elf and his bare chest. She mentally punched herself. But once more her thoughts turned evil. This time to what was hidden from her view by the water. She, again, mentally punched herself.
"You can turn around now" Came the voice behind her.
Esta gulped and hoped that the blush had left her face. Turning around she could feel the heat return to her. Legolas stood tall and straight, his elven tunic and leggings were silver and clung to him. His blond hair was damp and made it a shade darker than normal.
Clearing his throat Legolas asked:
"What's you name?"
"Esta, What's yours?" Esta asked in return.
"Legolas...Prince of Mirkwood" Legolas wasn't sure if he should mention his title, but he thought it would make him seem devious if he left it out.
"Oh, so you came with the elven party I heard about?" Esta asked, her expression curious.
"Yes, I have come from Gondor and shall be continuing home in a week" Legolas said his tone flat.
"Oh" was all Esta said, obviously deep in thought.
I wonder where else he's been she thought.
Legolas took in her features. He eyed her head to toe. Something inside him stirred. She had a weird expression on her face.
"What are you starring at?" She asked in an annoyed voice.
"Sorry, I can't stop looking at you" He said straight up, not a hint of embarrassement in his voice or expression.
"Well could you at least try?" She asked trying not to blush at his comment.
Legolas could only stare, a small smile on his face. She was getting angry. I wonder what she would look like in that lake
Without giving his 'epiphany' anymore thought he stalked toward her.
Esta stood grounded to the forest floor. She didn't know what to do or say. What is he doing?
Legolas stood in front of her. He was so close she could feel his breath on her face. She only stared up at his oddly bright blue eyes.
Legolas looked into his eyes, still smiling. He could control himself; he didn't know what was wrong with him.
"Well!?" Esta said, her attitude becoming angry.
"You've seen me wet...Now I want to see you wet" Legolas said a smirk dawned his face.
Before Esta could react Legolas scooped her into his arms and was walking toward the lake.
"What the hell do you think--" Esta was cut short as Legolas dropped her into the crystal water.
Legolas sat down by the water edge and waited for her to surface.
Esta came up a few seconds later, breathing heavy and a very pissed expression on her face.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" Esta screamed as she tried to push the hair from her face. Legolas chuckled at her, and beckoned her closer.
"Come here" Esta did as she was told, for some reason unknown. Legolas reached out and moved the hair from her face and neck, while he said:
"Still mad?" He teased. Furious, Esta dragged him back into the lake with a splash.
He only stared at her as she laughed madly.
"Oh so you think it's funny?" He asked, a smile on his lips.
"Y-es" Esta choked out as she tried to float and laugh at the same time.
Legolas grabbed her a brought his lips crashing down on hers.
They were both shocked at his actions. Esta only kissed him back as she snaked her arms around his neck.
Legolas placed his hand up by her breast while the other sat on her waist. Sucking at her lips, they both forgot about the world.
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A/N: I have changed Romir to Feanaro. This story is going to be completely different(sorta) to how most legomance stories go. I know Legolas seems out of character, and well, he is! lol. But he needed to be, in order to get the ball rolling. Just a question: Does anyone even know what Legolas was like with women?
I havent read the books, I tried to but instead I read The Iliad lol. I just got distracted every time i picked up TTT, I eventually gave up and returned the books to the library.
Thanks, Love ya!
-Toleda
The Golden Curtain: Chapter Two.
-2052 years later-
Lying on the leafy forest floor Esta let out a puff of air. She had been lying there for nearly an hour, bored out of her mind. Her companion lay next to her. Esta turned to the beast and proclaimed;
"One of these days I'm going to leave Lothlorien" A dreamy expression on her face.
The beast only snorted in reply.
"Oh so you don't believe me?" She said with a cocky grin on her face.
Again the beast only snorted. Then the midnight black beast rose to her four feet and began to walk away.
"Manilla! Where are you going?" Esta shouted as she got up and chased after Manilla.
"Wait up you twit!" Manilla made a noise that sounded almost like a chuckle. Galloping away into the tree's Esta gave chase.
"Oh so you want to play?" Esta yelled as she ran after Manilla. Jumping over a log Esta was sure she would be able to grab Manilla's tail. She was wrong. Stumbling to the forest floor she landed with a 'oomph'.
Groaning she rolled onto her back and sighed. Looking skyward she saw Manilla's snout come into view.
Dipping her head down to Esta's neck, Manilla began nudging her.
Esta groaned once more and forced Manilla away from her.
"Manilla stop it. I'm getting up; I'm fine" hauling herself to her feet Esta suddenly became aware of the change in the forest.
"What's going on?" Esta said looking around. The change in the behaviour of the animals and the air worried her. Manilla just looked at her, not making a sound.
"I think we better go back" with that she jumped up onto Manilla's back. Manilla took off immediately. They headed east toward the city centre. As time wore on and they neared the outskirts of the main city Esta calmed more. Manilla came to a stop right in front of a huge staircase that glowed with silver light. The staircase wound around a tall thin tree and looked like it stretched upwards for miles.
Jumping off Manilla's back her white dress dragged behind her as she climbed the stairs. Racing toward the first flet on the tree she bounced through the door.
"Tirane!" She yelled as loud as she could.
Inside the flet an elder women sat in the main room writing. She had heard Esta scrambling up the stairs and knew what would come next. She smiled to herself as she heard the door open and a loud scream tumbling after. Without stopping what she was doing she replied:
"I'm in here Esta" She said, her voice calm.
Obviously out of breath Esta swept into the room and began:
"What's going on?"
"I don't know what your talking about" Tirane said, still writing and a small smile on her lips.
By now Esta was slightly confused. She could have sworn something was happening. But if something did happen she was sure Tirane would have spitted it out by now.
"What do you mean? I could sense a change in the woods, has something not happened?" Esta was getting mad now. She could see the little smirk on her guardian's face. Tirane knew something and wasn't sharing.
"Calm down child. Nothing bad has happened" She paused looking up at Esta's exasperated face. Urging her on with her hands. Sighing Tirane continued.
"If you must know, a travelling party from Mirkwood has arrived" Tirane said returning to her writing.
"Really?" Esta's whole demeanour turned from annoyed to curiosity immediately.
"Now don't you go getting any ideas young Miss" Tirane said sternly as she noticed the tone of curiosity in her protégées voice.
"Why, whatever do you mean milady?" Esta said, batting her eyelashes.
"I mean don't go bothering them, their royalty ya know?"
Esta pouted.
"So am I" Esta knew of her heritage. She knew who Tirane was, who her parents were. She had often dreamt of re-claiming her throne, taking back what was rightfully hers and making all those who had berated her bow at her feet.
Tirane sighed again and looked up to Esta. Taking her hands in hers she said
"We've been through this before Kyra, your life is here and now" Tirane said, using her name Kyra to insert the seriousness of her statement.
"I know that!" She said taking her hands from Tirane's and taking a seat in a chair covered in silver silk.
"It's just that lately I've been thinking a lot about my past and where I really come from. It's not fair! I'm a queen and I have to live out here, no servants, no admirers, no gold or silver, no extravagant bed in an overly huge room! No, all I get is this place and stupid elf maidens who think their better than ever one else!" Esta said, her face sour, like her mood.
"Oh dear child, you need not worry what those silly elves say about you" Tirane smiled, a sympathetic look on her face. Esta only glared. That stilled didn't change the fact that she wasn't on her throne where she belonged. She knew what would happen if she said those thoughts out loud for she had said them before. Tirane would hit the roof and tell her about how terrible Sicilee, her home, is and how she would never be allowed to return there. She would also be told how much she sounded like a power freak. So changing the subject Esta asked "what are you writing?" Trying to peer over her shoulder, Tirane snapped the paper to her chest.
"That's for me to know and you to find out"
"Humpf"was the only reply she got. Tirane in return said nothing, but continued to write.
"Fine keep your secrets, you know I'll find out sooner or later" A coaxing lure in her voice as she sat back in her seat.
"Yes indeed, but until then I suggest you keep your busy nose out of it"
Esta let out a groan and jumped out of her chair.
"I'm going for a ride, seeing as how everything is fine" Walking out the door she heard Tirane call back "Bye love" before she started racing down the stairs.
~~~~
It was midday by the time the elven party had reached the outskirts of the Lothlorien forests. The party of twenty included; the prince of Mirkwood, army general, Feanaro and eighteen of Mirkwood best soldiers.
"I believe you have not been here since the war of the ring your highness?" Feanaro asked the prince as the company journeyed into the woods.
"No I haven't" Legolas said, a wistful look on his face.
"And please call me Legolas, everyone else does" Legolas chuckled as he tried to change the subject of the war. It had been almost two years since the end of Sauron and still Legolas couldn't bare to talk about it. After returning home after travelling with Gimli, Legolas continued on with his life. His father trying to betrothed him to some she-elf at every chance he got. Legolas grew tired of his father's antics so he declared that he would be taking a trip to Gondor to visit his friend Aragorn. Then from there he would go onto Lothlorien and then home to Mirkwood.
"Good day Prince Legolas, we have been waiting for your arrival" an elf said as he appeared, at what seemed like thin air.
"Haldir, my good friend, how have you been?" Legolas smiled as he embraced his old friend.
"I am well, but you look like you could use a good bath" Haldir chuckled as he took in the elf's messy appearance. Legolas's smile broadened as he remembered why he looked so horrid.
"I took a tumble off my horse" they both laughed as Haldir and his soldiers lead the Mirkwood elves toward the city.
~~~
Esta had been riding around on Manilla for awhile now. She was bored out of her wits and couldn't seem to get her mind off the elven party that Tirane had spoke of. Because of who Esta was she was not permitted to leave Lothlorien, so she had rarely come into contact with anyone who was not from Lorien. Most of the elves in Lorien were tolerant of her, though most made it their own personal duty to make her life miserable. It was because she was not of full elven blood that made her an outcast to most. Her brown full hair and deep blue eyes were more like those of an elf from Rivendell, but her round ears made it evident that she was not of elven blood- well not full anyway. She was tall and lithe with pale skin, just like most elves. But her eyes were something different. They always appeared to be reflecting water. As if she spent her time bent over a pool with the sunlight reflecting the liquid in her eyes.
Deciding that she'd had enough she commanded Manilla to ride to the lake. Zooming off like a lightening rod, Manilla headed away from the main city and deeper into the woods.
After every passing tree they grew nearer to their destination. The closer they got the more excited Esta became. She had not been for a good swim in a day and was in dire need of fresh cold water on her flesh.
As the lake came into view, just beyond the trees, Manilla slowed to a trot.
As they broke into the clearing they saw something they did not expect to see.
There in the water was an elf. Never in her life had she seen the bare chest of an elf. She could not deny that she did not like what she saw, but that did not stop her from jumping from Manilla's back and stalking toward the elf, who was still unaware of her entrance.
~~~
After the party had been greeted by Galadriel and Celeborn, and had been assigned to their living quarters, Legolas had asked to be alone. He went for a walk and found himself at a big blue lake. He didn't think anyone would be out this far at that time and knowing how much he needed to clean himself he stripped down until he was butt naked, and dove into the cold water. Surfacing he began to rub his arms furiously in an attempt to warm up. In dove under the water and began swimming around. Forgetting about the world around him and the cold temperature he simply surfaced and dived, surfaced and dived.
After successfully 'scrutinizing' the bottom of the lake he resurfaced out of breath. Looking around he found a green plant called 'Palania'. Stripping it of its green skin he rubbed it into his hands as white foam began to disperse. Walking into shallow waters he scrubbed his almost perfect form clean. After cleansing he lowered himself into the water and rinsed the suds.
"Ahem" He froze. Slowly he lowered himself more into the water and turned around. He was shocked to see a lady dressed in white standing there. Legolas couldn't help the heat from rising to his cheeks as he blushed.
"Excuse me milady, but may I ask what you're doing?" He asked trying to rid the air of its tension.
Esta couldn't help but smile as his cheeks turned crimson. She chuckled.
"I could ask you the same thing" Legolas's blush deepened. An embarrassed smile crept onto his features as he kept his face down. Then remembering who he was he looked her straight in the eyes.
"How long have you been watching me?" He asked, his tone that of one of authority.
Esta laughed again.
"Why aren't we the smug one, I wasn't watching you actually" She said hotly.
Legolas was bewildered, no one had ever accused him, the prince of Mirkwood, of being smug, and no maiden had ever spoken to him like that.
"Excuse me milady but I would like to continue this conversation.... But not like this" He said his eyebrows rising.
Esta looked confused.
"Would you please turn around while I dress"?
Now it was Esta's turn to blush. She let out a soft 'oh' and whipped around as the elf got out of the water and began to dress.
Esta could help but let her imagination get the better of her. Her thoughts quickly returned to the elf and his bare chest. She mentally punched herself. But once more her thoughts turned evil. This time to what was hidden from her view by the water. She, again, mentally punched herself.
"You can turn around now" Came the voice behind her.
Esta gulped and hoped that the blush had left her face. Turning around she could feel the heat return to her. Legolas stood tall and straight, his elven tunic and leggings were silver and clung to him. His blond hair was damp and made it a shade darker than normal.
Clearing his throat Legolas asked:
"What's you name?"
"Esta, What's yours?" Esta asked in return.
"Legolas...Prince of Mirkwood" Legolas wasn't sure if he should mention his title, but he thought it would make him seem devious if he left it out.
"Oh, so you came with the elven party I heard about?" Esta asked, her expression curious.
"Yes, I have come from Gondor and shall be continuing home in a week" Legolas said his tone flat.
"Oh" was all Esta said, obviously deep in thought.
I wonder where else he's been she thought.
Legolas took in her features. He eyed her head to toe. Something inside him stirred. She had a weird expression on her face.
"What are you starring at?" She asked in an annoyed voice.
"Sorry, I can't stop looking at you" He said straight up, not a hint of embarrassement in his voice or expression.
"Well could you at least try?" She asked trying not to blush at his comment.
Legolas could only stare, a small smile on his face. She was getting angry. I wonder what she would look like in that lake
Without giving his 'epiphany' anymore thought he stalked toward her.
Esta stood grounded to the forest floor. She didn't know what to do or say. What is he doing?
Legolas stood in front of her. He was so close she could feel his breath on her face. She only stared up at his oddly bright blue eyes.
Legolas looked into his eyes, still smiling. He could control himself; he didn't know what was wrong with him.
"Well!?" Esta said, her attitude becoming angry.
"You've seen me wet...Now I want to see you wet" Legolas said a smirk dawned his face.
Before Esta could react Legolas scooped her into his arms and was walking toward the lake.
"What the hell do you think--" Esta was cut short as Legolas dropped her into the crystal water.
Legolas sat down by the water edge and waited for her to surface.
Esta came up a few seconds later, breathing heavy and a very pissed expression on her face.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" Esta screamed as she tried to push the hair from her face. Legolas chuckled at her, and beckoned her closer.
"Come here" Esta did as she was told, for some reason unknown. Legolas reached out and moved the hair from her face and neck, while he said:
"Still mad?" He teased. Furious, Esta dragged him back into the lake with a splash.
He only stared at her as she laughed madly.
"Oh so you think it's funny?" He asked, a smile on his lips.
"Y-es" Esta choked out as she tried to float and laugh at the same time.
Legolas grabbed her a brought his lips crashing down on hers.
They were both shocked at his actions. Esta only kissed him back as she snaked her arms around his neck.
Legolas placed his hand up by her breast while the other sat on her waist. Sucking at her lips, they both forgot about the world.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: I have changed Romir to Feanaro. This story is going to be completely different(sorta) to how most legomance stories go. I know Legolas seems out of character, and well, he is! lol. But he needed to be, in order to get the ball rolling. Just a question: Does anyone even know what Legolas was like with women?
I havent read the books, I tried to but instead I read The Iliad lol. I just got distracted every time i picked up TTT, I eventually gave up and returned the books to the library.
Thanks, Love ya!
-Toleda