Wow, such a long time, I did forget I had this story... well I guess the good news is that I had chapters written that I never posted, so here they are, for your reading pleasure. I don't suppose I can lure back my old audience, but I might be able to gather a new one! Here you are

Blue... light blue... Myth thought miserably as she looked at her reflection, wearing her wedding dress. She had specified that a blue dress was only suitable if it was dark blue, not a pale pastel. She had a feeling that Thranduil was somehow responsible. It's an evening wedding, and light blue is NOT an evening color.

Little Prynne was back in his box, but wide awake and apparently overwhelmed by the shine of Myth's dress. Myth knelt beside him.

"Don't be sad," she smiled at him. "Layne will come get you while I get married." Prynne gave her a blank expression.

A knock came at the door, and suddnely Myth was nervous. She had refused to rehearse the wedding, hoping to keep it low key, but now she wonder whether that was a mistake.

The vastness of her fear did not hit Myth until she entered the hall where her wedding was about to occur. She froze, finding herself at the end of a long aisle, lined with people, leading up to an alter. Beautiful music began to play, and she did the only thing that made sense- she took slow steps forward.

Her hair was done up ornately and people admired her beauty, even though light blue wasn't her best color. When she got to the front, she climbed the few steps and faced Legolas. Someone began to speak out in elvish, which Myth could not understand.

"You look lovely" Legolas whispered to her. "If we're careful, we can talk- the hall is so vast, no one will be able to tell"

Myth nodded. "You look nice too." He was wearing a deep red shirt, which made his eyes look vibrantly blue.

"They're talking about the kingdom, and how we'll rule it eventually... now they're saying that our love will be eternal, that sort of thing" Legolas translated to her. After what seemed like hours, he leaned in and said "When he looks at you, say 'I do'."

The speaker said something and looked at Legolas, who responded with some elvish phrase. Then he repeated the question and looked at Myth.

"I do" she said boldly. Legolas pulled her in and kissed her.

There was a great commotion as people hurried to the festivities of a post wedding feast.

"Are we going to the feast?" Myth asked, as Legolas dragged her somewhere as if in a great hurry.

"No, that's not our tradition." He answered

"What is tradition, then?" asked Myth, confused.

"This is one of our few traditions that I like..."

Myth's question was answered when they reached her husbands room. She gasped as she saw that the formerly sparse room, was now decorated with candles, and the bed was covered in several pillows and beautiful sheets.

Legolas slammed and locked the door.

"Oh, I see." Myth approched him and pulled his shirt off, tossing it onto the bed. Then she turned her back to him, and unlaced her dress. "You know," she paused. "We don't have to."

Legolas was surprised.

"I mean, if you don't want to..." She continued.

"Don't want to? I just married you!"

"Well," Myth hesitated. "Did you just marry me because of Prynne? Because you thought you had to?"

"No..." He touched her face. "I love you, I want all of you. I dreamed of you for a year. I certainly want this- if you do, of course, becasue-"

"I do." She grinned, cutting him off. She let her dress slide off her shoulders to reveal a small transparent slip. Legolas breathed heavily, and just as Myth sat on the edge of the bed, he grabbed her and pinned her down so that she was lying on her back.

"Let me show you how much I want this" he said, laying on top of her. Myth gasped as she felt his erection against her stomach.

Inspired by her reaction, he began grinding his crotch into her with his hips and Myth moaned outloud. She moved out from under him, and switched the position so that she was on top. She moved her hand down his stomach until it lay between his leg.

"Oh god!" Legolas cried out as she grasped him.

Not quite satisfied, Myth unlaced his pants and pulled them off. Feeling slightly modest, Legolas pulled a sheet over the both of them.

"Aw..." Myth made a mischevious face as she moved down and disappeared under the sheets. Her husband gasped as he felt her mouth engulf his erection. She moved up and down, occasionally letting her tongue trace the tip. She even dared to scrape her teeth lightly over it, just enough that he could feel the pain, but not enough for him to want her to stop.

"Oh... oh- oh god, stop... or else, it'll be over too quickly." Legolas panted.

Myth resurfaced, licking her lips. Regaining composure, Legolas stroked her hair.

"Now let me please you." He smiled.

Myth nodded, and he let his hand slide between her legs and up her slip. Legolas pressed a gentle kiss onto her lips as he inserted two fingers inside her. He felt her become tense, but not in an enjoying way.

"What's wrong?" He asked, quickly withdrawing his hand. "Does it hurt? It shouldn't..."

"No, I just... I'm just nervous. I had a bad experience after you left. It has nothing to do with you. I don't want to talk about it"

"You should. Will you at least tell me what it was?" He asked, concerned.

"I will. Later. I don't want to kill the moment." Myth guided his hand back down. "Just go really slowly."

Legolas withdrew his hand again. "I have a better idea," he said, climbing on top of her. "This might be easier."

He guided her legs apart and gently presssed his erection inside her. "oh..." Myth said nervously.

"Don't worry, I'll be really gentle." Legolas whispered into her ear. He felt her relax and began moving in and out at a slow pace. "Whatever happened, just know that I'll never hurt you."

A light sweat coated his bare shoulders, and Myth ran her hands over his back. "Oh... yes" She moaned in pleasure this time, and Legolas quickened his thrusting. "Does it hurt?" He asked. Myth shook her head. Encouraged, he began thrusting even faster, almost pounding into her.

As Myth approached orgasm, she tightened around her lover, sending him over the edge. "Oh god, I love you Myth!" He yelled as he came. He continued pounding into her until he was done, by which time, she had come too.

Legolas rolled off her, still gasping for air. They lay there for a moment.

"That was wonderful." Myth sighed.