**Hey! Ok, I lied, sorry. For the rare few who are actually reading my
story (I could probably count you on one hand), I'm not going to go "all
out" on this chapter, like I said I was.
Also, the thing about me not updating for, like 10 weeks, that was because my stupid skinny-ass sister BROKE my computer. She was like, "Lemme use your computer! I need to e-mail my agent!" and I was like, "Liar! Get your skinny 5'9" model ass out of my room!" And she was like, "Fine!" and then, she turned around and tripped over something and knocked over all this stuff, and my desk fell over. My computer fell on the floor, and broke! So that's my story. And my stupid sister was just like, "oh, sorry"** So here's the next chapter of my fanfic. Hope you enjoy it for a BREIF period of time, because it's very short.
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"What are you doing?" Myth asked, turning around to deliberately stroke his face.
"Celebrating our engagement" he answered, grabbing her with an aggression he hadn't shown before. It quickly faded, though, as he gently pressed his lips to hers. Myth gave in, returning the kiss and stroking his hair for as long as she could permit herself. His lips were soft and he was a gifted kisser, so she could barely bring herself to turn away her face to speak.
"To what extent are we going to celebrate?" Instead of answering, Legolas was trying to catch his breath.
"I see..." Myth said, lightly fingering the tip of his pointed ear. "I think you are being too hasty."
"I'm sorry," Legolas managed to say. He sat up, hurt that Myth would sleep with any man for money, but not with him for love. Myth sat up and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Don't go. Just because we..." She stopped. "You don't have to go." Guided by Myth's hand, Legolas lay back down next to her. "I didn't mean anything- I just thought we shouldn't act too quickly. I've been here 2 days."
"I've waited nearly a year. Thinking about you too often to notice anyone else." Legolas said, wistfully gazing at the wall.
"You thought about me?" Myth moved closer. She lay on her side and draped her arm over him. Legolas nodded and relaxed into the position.
"I couldn't forget you. Did you think of me?"
"Well... yes. At first I missed you terribly, but soon I started working again. Then, there were so many who might have fathered Prynne, but I fantasized that it was you..." Legolas pulled the blanket around them, then turned and embraced Myth.
"You should go back to your..." Legolas stopped as he realized Myth was already sleeping. He smiled to himself. It was his own bed, so it wasn't like he could leave. Unable to come up with any other solution, he fell asleep next to her, only mildly worried about what his father would say if he found them like this.
Also, the thing about me not updating for, like 10 weeks, that was because my stupid skinny-ass sister BROKE my computer. She was like, "Lemme use your computer! I need to e-mail my agent!" and I was like, "Liar! Get your skinny 5'9" model ass out of my room!" And she was like, "Fine!" and then, she turned around and tripped over something and knocked over all this stuff, and my desk fell over. My computer fell on the floor, and broke! So that's my story. And my stupid sister was just like, "oh, sorry"** So here's the next chapter of my fanfic. Hope you enjoy it for a BREIF period of time, because it's very short.
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"What are you doing?" Myth asked, turning around to deliberately stroke his face.
"Celebrating our engagement" he answered, grabbing her with an aggression he hadn't shown before. It quickly faded, though, as he gently pressed his lips to hers. Myth gave in, returning the kiss and stroking his hair for as long as she could permit herself. His lips were soft and he was a gifted kisser, so she could barely bring herself to turn away her face to speak.
"To what extent are we going to celebrate?" Instead of answering, Legolas was trying to catch his breath.
"I see..." Myth said, lightly fingering the tip of his pointed ear. "I think you are being too hasty."
"I'm sorry," Legolas managed to say. He sat up, hurt that Myth would sleep with any man for money, but not with him for love. Myth sat up and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Don't go. Just because we..." She stopped. "You don't have to go." Guided by Myth's hand, Legolas lay back down next to her. "I didn't mean anything- I just thought we shouldn't act too quickly. I've been here 2 days."
"I've waited nearly a year. Thinking about you too often to notice anyone else." Legolas said, wistfully gazing at the wall.
"You thought about me?" Myth moved closer. She lay on her side and draped her arm over him. Legolas nodded and relaxed into the position.
"I couldn't forget you. Did you think of me?"
"Well... yes. At first I missed you terribly, but soon I started working again. Then, there were so many who might have fathered Prynne, but I fantasized that it was you..." Legolas pulled the blanket around them, then turned and embraced Myth.
"You should go back to your..." Legolas stopped as he realized Myth was already sleeping. He smiled to himself. It was his own bed, so it wasn't like he could leave. Unable to come up with any other solution, he fell asleep next to her, only mildly worried about what his father would say if he found them like this.