So sorry for the EXTRA long gap between chapters. I moved on first to Haldir, then to Erik(The Phantom of the Opera) and then back to Haldir, then back to Erik. I suppose it's time I return to my first Elf for a wee bit. I've got quite a bit written for future chapters on this story, I just need to get past this whole...tantric rubbish. I kinda wrote myself into a corner here with the title. :-P I'll do it though, of course it wont be posted HERE in it's entirety. You may e-mail or comment with your e-mail if you want the whole thing. I gotta warn you though, I'm not great at writing smut. I wrote and posted one at once, and it got NO reviews..but it did get 5 stars from someone. shrug Anyway insert disclaimer here

Chapter 26 – An Elf Can Squeal?

After many long days away from home Legolas was grateful to finally return home to Mirkwood. Laura sat cradled in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder in sleep. Buckley trailed behind, his reins tied to Legolas' mount's saddle. Legolas directed his horse to the stables, and gently awoke Laura to dismount the horse.

Sleepily she slipped off the horse, and found a nearby closed stall to lean against for support, and again shut her eyes. Legolas dismounted as well, and went about bedding the horses down for the night. Finishing with hanging the saddles, and reins he fed the horses, and turned to tend to Laura.

He found with amusement that she had slid down to the stable floor, and her head lolled to the side resting on her shoulder. He smiled, and sending silent thanks to the Valar for allowing him Laura in his life, he bent down, and pulled her into his arms. Her head rolled over onto his shoulder, and he layed a gentle kiss on her brow as he carried her to his bed chambers.

He made his way to his bed into the center of the room, and set her gently on the bed so as not to wake her. His efforts were for naught, as her arms reached out to join at the back of his neck before he could pull his arms from under her. Her eyes still shut as she pulled him down closer to whisper in his ear.

"Home?" a smile crossed his face, and he lay another kiss upon her brow.

"Yes." Was his reply.

Hers was a contented sigh, and a single word.

"Bath."

With a weary smile Legolas went to his bathing room to draw a bath for Laura while she lay silent on the bed. When Legolas returned from the bathing room Laura stood facing a wall, her back to him as she slipped a thin silky bathrobe over her shoulders.

The moment seemed to crawl before his eyes, as the white robe caressed every inch of her body clinging softly to her hips. Legolas couldn't help but wonder why the Valar had deemed him worthy of such a woman. His heart pained him to think how close he had come to losing her on the ride back to Mirkwood.

"Get a good look? Shall I take it off so you can gawk some more? I mean really Legolas, I'm only human. I'm certain you've seen better."

Legolas' sweet thoughts came crashing to an abrupt hault by the sound of her voice. He cringed at her words. Did she think he slept with every elleth that crossed his path?

And that is what he asked. "Do you think I sleep with everything on two legs? That I'm some kind of male elf gigilo?"

Laura shrugged.

"If in some weird alternate universe fanfiction really exists? Then yes, some not even on two legs."

Legolas frowned, and hung his head low in shame. Laura let out an annoyed sigh.

"Don't pout Legolas. Come on, lets go have at that tantric stuff you've been whining for."

The elf's head shot up immediately, a grin already forming on his perfect features.

"It's time for that?" Laura rolled her eyes towards the heavens, and nodded.

"Apparently the readers are getting anxous for it."

The elf let out a gleeful squeal, and turning, he skipped to bathing room as an amused author stood watch. With a glare towards the author Laura followed.

An evil cackle was heard echoing throughout the elvin kings halls that night.

"Oh that muse of mine."