Discalimer: Not mine, no money, lots of weird humor
Insert evil cackle
Legolas knelt on the floor in front of his master. The first thing that he had had to do that morning was scrub the floor wearing only a tattered loincloth. After that his cruel master had made him give him a bath and a shave. Now the man was forcing him to clean the floor in front of his throne with his back turned to him. He could hear the occasional grunts of pleasure from the man as he was gradually turned on by the elf's displayed buttocks. The cruel man had been doing this to him for years and frankly Legolas was getting tired of it. He hated these childish games of his. Finally after yet another groan from the man who was sitting behind him watching him Legolas could stand it no more. He threw down his scrub brush in anger and marched with determination towards the man in the throne. He grabbed the mans dark hair and forced his head back so that they were looking in each others eyes.
"If you must insist that we play these idiotic sex games of yours Estel then I suggest that next time you play the part of slave and I am the master, understood?"
Aragon looked at Legolas in stunned surprise and nodded before the elf settled himself on his lap and finally did what he had been longing to do all day.
Arwen was standing with a look of sheer anger on her face as she closed the throne room's doors. They were going at it again. And she needed the throne room for her and Eowyn.
"Are they still in there?" The sultry voice of her love asked.
"Yes they are and they do not look to be stopping anytime soon."
"Well that doesn't mean that we can't have some fun, this castle has over 100 rooms, most of which are not used."
"I love the way you think."
"Lets play the naughty maid and the princess."
"All right but you are the naughty maid, Coming Faramir?"
With that the two princesses walked to another room in the castle with a very happy Faramir following them.
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