Title: Cuil Eden
Part: 8/?
Series: Sequel to Anestel and Ethuil'waew
Author: Esteliel (esteliel@gmx.de)
Pairing: Glorfindel/Legolas
Warnings: mpreg, d/s
Disclaimer: All the pretty elves belong to Tolkien, I'm just playing with them and will give them back afterwards.
Summary: Legolas learns that despite the events told in "Anestel", life continues
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8
Legolas had spent only a few seconds lying on the cool silken coverlet when Glorfindel once more returned. The Noldo sat down next to him, one hand gliding over the smooth, pale skin of the youth's back, traveling along the ridges of his spine, following the elegant line of his flanks down to where the perfect swell of his buttocks seemed to beg for his touch.
"You know why I'm doing this, do you?" he said gently. "It is not because you felt pleasure – I want you to feel pleasure. You are very beautiful to me when you are lost in passion like you were this noon. And it pleases me to see you become more active. Still, you should never forget one thing: You are mine. Everything we do is about my pleasure. It does not matter what you feel – if you do feel pleasure, be grateful that I allow it because it pleases me. Your situation could be much worse, little one, it would be very easy for me to make sure that there won't be pleasure for you. So, remember this, remember your place and don't try to play a game you do not understand. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, my lord," Legolas said meekly. "I am sorry..." he added – not so much because he agreed with Glorfindel's words but because he felt shame for his earlier behaviour. Was it any wonder that those Noldorin youths called him a slut? Today he had truly behaved like one, he should be happy that they had been alone and without any witnesses of his wanton behaviour. But at that moment it had felt so good, to know that he was not just something to use for Glorfindel, no, the Noldo wanted him, *him*... he could make him shudder, make him gasp and tremble if he wanted it. Glorfindel might try to deny it, but he did not only belong to Glorfindel, no, in turn the Noldo belonged to him as well.
Glorfindel smiled. "You are sorry? Don't be... try to act as rebellious as you want, you know very well how I love punishing you. But I think that you are safe from my more creative methods today, after all Elrond awaits us in an hour. I'm sure that there will be another time though. Now come, lie over my knee for your punishment."
Silently Legolas obeyed. So Glorfindel wanted to spank him again... he could feel the heat returning to his cheeks at that thought, and at the same time he also felt relief. This was not so bad, more humiliating than painful, at least when compared to feeling a belt or a cane. And perhaps Glorfindel would not be quite so forceful if he wanted him to accompany him later...
He flinched when he felt Glorfindel's hand come into contact with his bottom. There was no force behind the slap though, all it did was to leave a tingling feeling behind. More of those not-quite-caresses landed on his skin, and to his humiliation Legolas felt how the situation affected him. Being totally at Glorfindel's mercy like this, it should disgust him, but instead, he felt a spark of excitement in his belly.
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Since NC-17 fic is not allowed here I had to cut the chapter here, but if you want to read the complete, uncensored version of it, you only have to take a look at my profile - there you'll find the link to adultfanfiction,net where you can find the complete version. :)
Part: 8/?
Series: Sequel to Anestel and Ethuil'waew
Author: Esteliel (esteliel@gmx.de)
Pairing: Glorfindel/Legolas
Warnings: mpreg, d/s
Disclaimer: All the pretty elves belong to Tolkien, I'm just playing with them and will give them back afterwards.
Summary: Legolas learns that despite the events told in "Anestel", life continues
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8
Legolas had spent only a few seconds lying on the cool silken coverlet when Glorfindel once more returned. The Noldo sat down next to him, one hand gliding over the smooth, pale skin of the youth's back, traveling along the ridges of his spine, following the elegant line of his flanks down to where the perfect swell of his buttocks seemed to beg for his touch.
"You know why I'm doing this, do you?" he said gently. "It is not because you felt pleasure – I want you to feel pleasure. You are very beautiful to me when you are lost in passion like you were this noon. And it pleases me to see you become more active. Still, you should never forget one thing: You are mine. Everything we do is about my pleasure. It does not matter what you feel – if you do feel pleasure, be grateful that I allow it because it pleases me. Your situation could be much worse, little one, it would be very easy for me to make sure that there won't be pleasure for you. So, remember this, remember your place and don't try to play a game you do not understand. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, my lord," Legolas said meekly. "I am sorry..." he added – not so much because he agreed with Glorfindel's words but because he felt shame for his earlier behaviour. Was it any wonder that those Noldorin youths called him a slut? Today he had truly behaved like one, he should be happy that they had been alone and without any witnesses of his wanton behaviour. But at that moment it had felt so good, to know that he was not just something to use for Glorfindel, no, the Noldo wanted him, *him*... he could make him shudder, make him gasp and tremble if he wanted it. Glorfindel might try to deny it, but he did not only belong to Glorfindel, no, in turn the Noldo belonged to him as well.
Glorfindel smiled. "You are sorry? Don't be... try to act as rebellious as you want, you know very well how I love punishing you. But I think that you are safe from my more creative methods today, after all Elrond awaits us in an hour. I'm sure that there will be another time though. Now come, lie over my knee for your punishment."
Silently Legolas obeyed. So Glorfindel wanted to spank him again... he could feel the heat returning to his cheeks at that thought, and at the same time he also felt relief. This was not so bad, more humiliating than painful, at least when compared to feeling a belt or a cane. And perhaps Glorfindel would not be quite so forceful if he wanted him to accompany him later...
He flinched when he felt Glorfindel's hand come into contact with his bottom. There was no force behind the slap though, all it did was to leave a tingling feeling behind. More of those not-quite-caresses landed on his skin, and to his humiliation Legolas felt how the situation affected him. Being totally at Glorfindel's mercy like this, it should disgust him, but instead, he felt a spark of excitement in his belly.
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Since NC-17 fic is not allowed here I had to cut the chapter here, but if you want to read the complete, uncensored version of it, you only have to take a look at my profile - there you'll find the link to adultfanfiction,net where you can find the complete version. :)