Chapter 6

A/N I think some people were getting restless for some smut. Yes, it's been taking awhile, so here we go. HEREIN LIES SOME SMUT. Oh, there's no shampoo in Middle Earth is there?

Elenya awoke as soon as the sun rose through the windows. Despite her strange surroundings she dropped off to sleep like a light and never roused through the whole night. She raised herself to a siting position from the bed. She noticed that although the sun was shining, there was a light rain falling.

Legolas sat asleep in a nearby chair. He roused at hearing her movements. When his eyes reached her he couldn't help but stare at her chest. Her nightgown had moved in the night and one side had fallen over revealing one of her breasts.

She looked at him and then turned her attention to where his eyes were looking. Realizing what he was looking at, she quickly covered herself up and blushed.

"I'm sorry, my lady," he began.

"Please don't even mention it," she said very embarrassed.

Legolas sighed and looked away.

"I suppose you can go now. I know you're very anxious to go home."

He looked so sad when he said it that Elenya thought she could have cried.

If you would prefer some company," she began but the Prince cut her off.

"No, just go."

Right then there was a knock at the door. A servant maid was outside asking if she could come in with their breakfast. At Legolas' command she entered the room quickly with a large tray of fruits and set it at a nearby table.

Elenya noticed that the maid gave her the up and down look noting that she was still fully dressed in the clothes from the night before. The maid looked over at Legolas and noticed the same. The prince had taken off his jacket, but even his boots were still on.

The maid quickly rushed out.

"I think she noticed that nothing happened," Elenya said.

Legolas didn't answer her.

Elenya then felt really bad for Legolas. He seemed so sad, and he had been so nice to her. It was his birthday, well, the day after, but still, he should be in a better mood. A plan formed in her head.

She went over to the food tray, grabbed a bowl of cherries, and sat in a chair opposite the prince. He looked up at her questioningly.

"I just thought," she said, "that maybe your friends were right. Just because we don't have sex doesn't mean I can't serve you, right? I can go home after breakfast."

He smiled at her logic.

"Catch!" she yelled and threw a cherry at him.

He quickly moved and caught it in his mouth. She did it again, and again, each time he caught it without effort. She handed him some cherries and he tossed them at her. Soon they were out of cherries.

Elenya grabbed a larger bowl full of apple slices and then moved her chair closer to Legolas. This time she hand fed him the fruit. They left the food tray empty after a while. Legolas seemed in a better mood and Elenya was happy she could make him feel better.

"Elenya, would you mind staying a bit longer? I'm going to sneak out again and see my father. It'll just be another hour."

She agreed. Legolas went into a large walk-in closet in the room and changed into an everyday tunic and pants before slipping out the window again now that it had stopped raining.

Legolas climbed a couple of trees to get around the palace to his father's windows. He had spent most of the night silently cursing Feryn. He had hoped to one day perhaps introduce himself to Elenya properly since she really had caught his eye. But now, thanks to Feryn, she probably thought he was some arrogant noble who thought he could bed any female he wished.

But the morning had brought many splendid surprises. Elenya was still in his room, and had made sure she brightened up his horrible mood.

As he stood outside one of his father's windows he noticed a maid come in to his room, the same maid that had delivered the food to his own room. He stood on the ledge outside out of view listening to their conversation.

The maid told his father in detail that not only had Legolas tried to leave the room the night before, but this morning they were both fully clothed when she came in. Not only that, she said, but only half the bed was unmade as if only one person had slept in it. His father thanked her for the news and dismissed her.

Thranduil turned around to the small desk in his bedroom when Legolas stepped through the window.

"Legolas! Out already? Why didn't you come in through the door?"

"I heard the maid talking. I suppose I should tell you that it's true; nothing happened last night between Elenya and I."

"Why not? You don't find her desirable?'

"Believe me that's not the problem." Legolas found a chair and sat down. "I was just a little surprised is all when I came into my room last night. And then the Rivendell folk explained how they all went through this tradition. And perhaps then I thought I could, she's a lovely elf, but, I know she doesn't want to be with me.'

"She said that?"

"No," Legolas momentarily thought about Elenya's explanation as to why she agreed to Feryn, "but that is an even longer story."

"Well, I'm sorry, my son, I really wanted last night to be special for you. I suppose the girl is on her way home?"

"No, she's still waiting for me."

Thranduil looked at his son suspiciously. "Why?"

Legolas paused. "I wanted.. to make sure it was okay. Arwen made a comment about ruining her reputation."

"Hmm, she's right. The maids noticed that you never touched her. I'm sorry to say the Mirkwood Elves aren't always as discreet as say the Lothlorien Elves. It might just spread through the palace that you rejected her. She works here right? Tailor's daughter?"

Legolas nodded and Thranduil made a face.

"Yes. It'll pass after a few years I'm sure, but she'll probably get the occasional snicker."

Legolas thought for a moment and then went over to the window.

"I'll see you at dinner then, father. I hope. Thank you for talking to me."

They waved goodbye and Legolas hopped back on to the trees. As he was making his way back to his own room he was spotted by two Elves in a distant corridor. He jumped back to try and avoid their gaze, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground in some mud.

When he reached his bedroom, Elenya looked up from reading a book she had found by the bedside table. Legolas had half his clothes and hair covered in mud.

"I hope your father didn't do that," she said.

He snickered, "no, not quite. I don't suppose the maid has come to draw me a bath?'

"Yes, I told her you were in the other room doing some personal things. I don't know what's in the other room." Elenya pointed to the door closest to the bed. The door on the opposite side led to the bathroom.

"That other room is another closet."

Elenya could only imagine what the maid must of thought of them then.

"I am going to bath. You are free to go." Legolas went over to his bathroom.

Elenya hurried after him. I must be crazy, she thought

"Wait!" she cried. He stopped and turned to her. "Perhaps I could do more for you. I could undo your braids and wash out your hair."

Legolas thought that sounded very appealing, but did not give in.

"You don't have to do that for me," then he thought on what his father and Arwen had told him about her reputation in the palace.

"It's okay. I feel slightly responsible for ruining your birthday."

"It was not your choice."

"Please. Just let me. Don't you usually have someone to bath you?"

"No. Well, when I come back from a long journey I do indulge myself," he seemed almost shy.

"Alright then, just your hair, yes?"

"Yes."

"Okay, go undress and get in the tub and then call for me."

Legolas did as she asked. The maid had filled up the large tub made for about four people. Legolas usually used a small tub he had brought in for himself. The maid could fill the smaller one up quicker which is what he liked. He imagined she filled up the larger tub in hopes to persuade them to bath together. There was all sorts of romantic allures in the room. The tub had bubbles. There was a bottle of wine on the side with two glasses. Drapes had been thrown over the windows and candles had been lit all around.

When he had settled himself in he called for Elenya.

She stepped in and stopped short taking in the sight of the room.

"They went all out didn't they?" she said. She walked over to Legolas and kneeled down next to the tub.

She started by undoing all the braids in his hair. After she had let it down she began to lather the soap into it. Legolas relaxed under her hands and leaned back into the tub. This was turning into a pretty good birthday after all. When Elenya was finished getting the mud out and his hair she grabbed one of the wineglasses and used it to pour water through his hair and get the soap out.

Elenya then began to massage his scalp further and then massaged his neck as well.

Legolas was completely relaxed. Her hands felt very good, and before he realized what he was dong, he began to imagine those hands massaging his shoulders, and perhaps his back like Galadriel had done. And then maybe she could run those hands down his chest, and.

Legolas stood up in the tub abruptly forcing Elenya to retreat her hands.

"Did I hurt you?" she asked.

"No, I'm fine, thank you. I guess we're done," he tried not to hurry his words but he was now aware that he had gotten an erection from the turn of his thoughts and needed to get her away.

"But you're all tense now, I can" Elenya got cut off when she then noticed his privates underneath the water. The bubbles had begun to fade as she was washing his hair. She had never seen an erection before and could only guess that that was what she was looking at.

Legolas noticed her eyes and turned away from her without a word. He returned to donning the same sad face he wore that morning.

Elenya meanwhile didn't know what to do with herself. Her hands were dripping all over the floor. She reached out to touch his shoulder and when he didn't flinch away she brought her other hand in and began to massage his shoulders.

I can relax him, she thought.

He did indeed seem to relax more after realizing that she hadn't been as upset with his condition as he thought she would be.

He stretched his arms to the edges of the tub and tried to relax again.

Elenya rubbed his shoulders, then his arms. His eyes had shut and she was reluctant to stop when he seemed to be so relaxed. She grabbed some more soap and began to wash his chest.

Legolas wanted to open his eyes and look at hers, but he was afraid she would become nervous and stop.

Elenya lingered on his chest, it felt good under her hands. She silently hoped that when she got married one day her husband would have as firm a chest as his.

She looked down in the water at his manhood and had an internal debate with herself. After a few minutes of telling herself that she had been there to have sex with him anyway, where's the harm?, she slowly reached her hand down and grabbed his flesh in her hands.

Legolas opened his eyes quickly at this and looked at her.

She made an apologetic face but kept her hand where it was. Not knowing exactly what she was doing, she gently ran her hand up and down the length of it, gauging his reaction, which quickly went from shock to pleasure.

He wanted to protest, but no, not really. Every time he opened his eyes even slightly she was there, big green eyes just staring at him as if she was studying him.

The water allowed her to easily move her hand faster, which seemed to further excite the prince. His head fell back, shut his eyes tight and bit his bottom lip.

He tried to make himself last, but couldn't control himself. Never had he experienced anything like this moment and when he hit his orgasm he moaned out loud. Legolas opened his eyes and looked at her as he was coming down from his high. Without a thought he pulled her towards him and kissed her deeply.

A/N had to make this one long in order to get to the smut. Whew! More smut in the future. That was short smut. I wish other people would update, I had to fulfill my fan fiction needs with Harry Potter today. Well, Draco really.