Legolaslover: thanks. I think it makes the story flow better that way. and um, I'm torn between whether she should go or not, so I really need you to give your opinion. I honestly don't know. hmmm…
Okanim:giggles evilly: haha. sorry. the updates will be slowing down from here. this is the last chapter I actually have completely written, so from now on updates will probably be only once a week or so until it's finished.
love me, hate me: thanks for the encouragement. that review kinda had me in the dumps for a while. and it actually kinda shocked me. you're absolutely right, and criticism should be constructive, not unfairly mean. thank you so much. I needed that. you made my day.
poetess78: aw, thanks! I'm feeling the love right now.
Candice: thanks for the opinion and the review!
Alezandrane: okie. I gotta get more people to answer that question, only three or four did. hmmm, I think you're right though, but we'll see. thanks. and yes, everyone should have their own immortal elf prince to wake up to. that would be heaven.
Marisa: hehehe, thanks. whew, I never thought of describing him as sexually deprived, but hey, it works! hmmm, maybe you should finish the romance first, then take a break, then write the sequel. writing anything is exhausting, I think. but keep it up, you're doing great.
Lindelea: okie, so you want a sequel, but should she stay or go? I need to know…I'm torn cuz I have really great ideas for both.
neo: you're welcome. ummm, the light thing, I think was invented by someone else, I'm pretty sure tolkien didn't do it, but not positive. and thanks for the opinion. of course, we don't wanna lose track of leggy! either way I write it, I'll try not to!
disclaimer: don't own any of tolkien's stuff, but I worship the ground he walks on. isn't that good enough? don't sue for my special bulletproof marshmallows! they're mine!
Chapter 14:
Legolas smiled. "Yes. I remember that night quite well. I believe we were up all night. Five times …"
"Physically exerting, I know. I didn't know such stamina and endurance existed."
"Well, you were quite insatiable," he commented. "But when you finally did drift off to sleep, you didn't wake until after the noon meal the next day."
Elenayave giggled and buried her head in his shoulder. Her arms wound slowly around his neck as she pulled herself against him. "I love you, Legolas. With all my heart. And I wish I could remember everything. Everything about us, about you. I feel bad that I have to ask you about everything that is important to us, all our memories together."
"I would gladly recount them a thousand times, mela, especially for you."
She smiled warmly and placed a kiss on his cheek, but his hand quickly caught her chin and brought her to his lips. He pressed a soft kiss to her mouth, reveling in the sensations he'd missed so much. To his slight surprise, Elenayave responded and returned his kiss. His hands immediately went to her waist as if to keep her from leaving, and he held her firmly against him, not willing to let go. Slowly, he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding softly against her lips to beg entrance. As she sighed, her mouth opened to him and he quickly took advantage. She mumbled his name against his lips, and he pulled away gently, smiling at her soft moan of distress.
"I love you," he whispered against her ear. "I love you so much. You mean everything to me. Don't ever leave me again. Swear that you won't."
"I promise," she replied. "I promise. But shouldn't we be getting up now?"
"I suppose. We really don't need to rush things though, melamin. The people can wait for us."
"Legolas," she warned. "Your father will have our heads if he…"
"He would be thrilled to see that we're getting along so well," he interrupted. "That we've restored our bond." His words floated over her ear, sending shivers down her spine. He felt her shake and knew the timbre of his voice was taking affect.
"Legolas…I don't think…"
"Shhh," he whispered while silencing her with his finger. "You can't honestly tell me that after your dream, you don't want to recall first hand our intimacy…our love…our passion."
Elenayave remained silent, knowing he had her cornered. Her cheeks flushed to a cheery shade of pink and she broke her gaze away from his. Her dream had made her extremely curious as to what it really felt like. And Legolas seemed to have known exactly what she wanted. To be able to feel his body moving inside hers made her eager to join with him, to couple as he said they had so passionately and so ardently done. But in her memory, she was still a virgin, and the thought made her slightly uneasy. Why had boys always made her so uncomfortable? This was ridiculous, she thought. He was her husband, wasn't he? Why shouldn't she have sex with him? It was her right. It's not like it was immoral or something.
Legolas was patiently waiting for her response when she gazed back up at him. She smiled brightly and kissed him softly on the nose. He didn't move, but she noted the amused twinkle in his eyes. Fine. If he wanted to play hard to get, so be it. Elenayave tackled him onto his back and rolled herself onto his stomach.
"Hi," she chirped when she popped up in front of him.
Legolas laughed and replied, "Hello, my dearest. May I ask what you are going to do to me?"
"No. You may not. You'll find out soon enough, mister," she said, momentarily pressing her cheek to his chest. His skin was warm and smooth, and completely flawless. She wriggled her way up to his head and gently grasped his face in her hands. She planted a soft kiss on his lips, disappointed when he didn't respond. Elenayave narrowed her eyes. So this is how it was going to be. Two could play at this game. She gave Legolas's ear a light flick and immediately, his eyes closed.
"Ah hah! A secret weapon!"
"Do not forget you have Elven ears as well melamin. You will pay later," he murmured.
"I look forward to it," she replied, repeating her taunt from their wedding night.
Legolas's eyes fluttered open only to see her grinning broadly above him. His lips curved up into a sensuous, tantalizing smile. Elenayave was back. "Your eagerness enthuses me, mela," he whispered. "Tell me what it is you want."
Elenayave hesitated a moment before seeing him nod slightly in encouragement. "I want…you, Legolas. I want to be with you. I want to feel you…I want you to make love to me," her words grew quiet as she finished.
"Say it again," Legolas commanded gently, thrilled at the fact that she was willing.
"I want you to make love to me," she repeated, louder this time, and more sure of herself. "Now."
The demand from her lips sent the blood surging straight to his groin. Finally. After all this time, she was ready to let him reclaim her. He had wanted her so badly for months now. He would make it good. It had to be. She was his wife, his lover, his best friend…and she deserved it. Legolas would show her exactly how good it could be, how much he truly loved her, how he'd missed her.
Legolas rolled her over onto her back faster than she'd expected. Immediately he claimed her lips and ravished the recesses of her mouth. Their tongues met in a silent dance, his dominating and hers following. Though he'd wanted to take this first time slowly, the idea that he'd not coupled with her for so long soon over rid all his rational thought. His body took over and he merely followed its whims.
Before long, Elenayave was gripping his shoulders as he showered her face and lips with kisses. His leggings were becoming unbearably tight and he rubbed ardently against her to let her know of his need.
"Legolas…" she moaned, feeling his arousal press against her thigh. He certainly felt rather large, she noted with amusement. Unable to stop herself, she let her hand meander down to his crotch, until it rested on the bulge in his leggings. She gave a small, slow squeeze, willing him to respond.
Legolas closed his eyes and groaned loudly. His grip on the sheets beside her twisted the bedclothes into tight, wrinkled masses. "You would be better off not doing that, Lena," he warned through clenched teeth. "You only slow down the inevitable."
Elenayave grinned and whispered, "I only wish to explore. Would you deny me that?"
"I would deny you nothing," he answered breathily, yet firmly. At that, he ground against her hand, fighting to get closer to her. A soft rumble came from deep within his throat, and it took a while for Elenayave to realize…he was purring, sounding much like an overlarge cat.
Legolas slithered up her body and met her lips in a heated kiss, before breaking away to breathe again. "Take them off," he challenged with an airy sigh. When she didn't move, he insisted. "Hasten!"
Elenayave smiled knowingly. The poor Elf was frantic to couple with her, as he had not done so for months. She worked diligently at the loose leather ties to his leggings to free him from his restraints as he gathered the hem of her chemise to her waist. Immediately, she felt self-conscious and exposed, and her hands slowed.
"Now is not the time, Elena. Please," he beseeched. "Don't back out now."
"Legolas…"
"Lena, do not fear that I will reject you. I love you and I need you, mela. Now, please…we've been through this before…" Legolas was anxious. He desperately needed to bury himself in her warm body.
The ties finally came free with her shaking hands, and she hesitantly pushed down on the waistband. Legolas wriggled out of his leggings' restraining holds and kicked them off onto the floor. Elenayave gasped in awe. Were all Elves so…well…like that?
"Good lord…" she murmured softly, but loud enough for Legolas to pick it up.
"I promise I'll be gentle," he whispered. "But you must relax your body. You're more than ready for me."
Indeed she was. Elenayave could feel the moist heat pooling between her thighs. When had that happened? Suddenly, the reality of what she was about to do hit her. She began to quiver, but she calmed herself when she rationalized. This was what she had wanted, and now she was to get it. She wanted him inside her, to move with her, to make her moan and writhe in pleasure beneath him. But she'd imagined it would've been much slower. Legolas was rushing things, he needed her so desperately. That thought in itself was enough for her. Once his need had been quenched, he could take the time to more slowly make love to her.
"Lena…"
She looked up and realized he was waiting for her answer. Of course, he wouldn't have continued unless he knew she was willing. Elenayave nodded hesitantly and he lowered his head to her neck.
"I will not hurt you, sweetling. I swear it. But you must relax, it will be easier for the both of us," he whispered gently.
"All right," she murmured. "Go on, Legolas."
He was just about to comply, when a knock sounded at the door. "Legolas, my lord! Orcs have been spotted on the border, sire! Your father requests your guard immediately."
Legolas's motions slowed and he slowly closed his eyes. "Damn it," he muttered under his breath. "I'll be out momentarily. Please, go on!"
It was as if someone had dumped a bucket of ice water on their raging conflagration. Elenayave gazed up at him, her hopes for consummating their relationship slowly dying. "Legolas…"
"I swear I'll make it up to you, sweetling," he said softly as he pulled himself out of bed. He slipped back into his breeches and threw a tunic on over his head. Grabbing his quiver from beside the nightstand, he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Legolas buckled the strap across his chest and picked up his knives off the table to sheath them in their holsters. He slung his bow over his shoulder and made for the door.
"Legolas…" she whispered quietly.
With his hand on the knob, he turned. "What, melamin?"
"Be careful, Legolas. Please. Come back to me."
He smiled warmly. "I will, mela. I will."
a little short, but not too bad. as I mentioned in response to Okanim's review, that is as much as I have completely written as of yet, so the updates will only be about once a week from now on until I finish this story. again, I ask for all you wonderful reviewers to let me know if I should do a sequel, and if so should Lena go with Legolas or stay and fight to cleanse Mirkwood? let me know. also, do you think that I should end this with children perhaps, or wait until the sequel (if there is one)?