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lotr_sesaTitle: Life Affirming
Author: Leianora AKA Antynora
Recipient: Jay of Lasgalen
Pairing: Elrohir/Legolas
Warnings: Explicit descriptions of sex
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Legolas and Elrohir say goodbye in a very personal way before the Fellowship leaves Rivindell.
Author's notes: I'm sorry, Jay, but I couldn't do the exact prompt. My story is probably clichéic, but I hope you will enjoy it in spite of that.
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“Are you that anxious to leave so soon? Why are you packing?” Elrohir asked.
Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, turned to face his lover. He was relieved to be able to say a private goodbye before he and the Fellowship would say their final farewells.
“No, I am not anxious to leave,” he said. “I am making sure I have everything I need.”
“You still have two more days before the Fellowship will set out,” Elrohir commented.
“I know, but packing now will allow me to do other things since I have finished.”
Elrohir laughed softly as he drew closer. Legolas was openly leering at him. Once he had reached the younger elf, he slipped his arms around his shoulders and kissed him.
“Mmm,” Legolas murmured happily. It was obvious that he was thinking the same thing
He wrapped his arms around Elrohir’s neck, deepened the kiss and closed his eyes.
Their passion flared with an intensity that always surprised them both. Over the many years that they had been lovers things had not changed. Legolas was glad.
They walked backwards until they had reached the bed and Elrohir gently pushed Legolas down upon it. The younger elf fell backwards with a grin and relaxed as his lover began to slowly remove his clothing piece by piece. As he stripped him, he kissed every patch of naked skin. Legolas shivered and moaned with approval at the treatment.
“I shall miss you,” Elrohir muttered; his voice slightly muffled as he began sucking and nibbling on the younger elf’s nipples. “Do you like this, my lovely one?”
“I love it, as you well know,” Legolas replied emphatically. “Don’t stop.”
Elrohir chuckled as he continued his pleasurable assault upon the body of his lover. After a while, Legolas moved to sit up. He began to fumble at Elrohir’s clothing as the older elf started sucking on his neck and softly biting the skin just beneath his ear.
It took him longer to get all of Elrohir’s clothes off of him, but once he had finished, he pulled the taller elf on top of him and embraced him fiercely. Elrohir returned the favor as he kissed and caressed Legolas’s body from head to feet. Legolas growled with frustration when he discovered that he could not do anything to pleasure his lover.
“Easy now,” Elrohir soothed; “You shall have your chance to please me soon enough.”
He rose to his knees and reached for a jar of oil sitting on the small table beside the bed. He smiled as he watched Legolas’s eyes glaze over in anticipation of what would happen. As he began sliding a finger in and out of his own body, Elrohir whispered words of affection in Quenya. Though Legolas could not understand what he said, he had a fairly good idea of the meaning behind the words. They made him feel wonderful.
Elrohir slid a second finger inside his entrance and then a third as Legolas watched. His eyes locked onto Elrohir’s; and the intensity of his gaze as he continued to avidly stare at his lover made the older elf grin. He shuddered with joy and pleasure as his fingers hit that special spot inside his body which triggered his pleasure centers.
Then, he rubbed more oil onto Legolas’s shaft which caused him to grow hard. When his lover began begging in earnest, Elrohir slowly lowered himself onto his cock.
He moved slowly up and down; torturing Legolas with his deliberately steady motions. When his younger lover cried out in frustration, he laughed and sped up his movements. As they established a rhythm, they gazed into one another’s eyes lovingly.
They spent their seed simultaneously; crying out in rapture as they both found their pleasure in each other. When they finally calmed down, Elrohir spoke softly.
“We shouldn’t be too obvious about this,” he said regretfully. “Let us go to the farewell feast separately. We can sit together—the entire Fellowship will be at the high table so it won’t look suspicious—but if we go in together, everyone will start to wonder.”
Legolas did not answer, and when Elrohir looked over to see what he was thinking, he realized that his lover was already asleep. Chuckling softly, he pulled the younger elf close and tenderly kissed the top of his head affectionately. Then, he drifted off.
Author: Leianora AKA Antynora
Recipient: Jay of Lasgalen
Pairing: Elrohir/Legolas
Warnings: Explicit descriptions of sex
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Legolas and Elrohir say goodbye in a very personal way before the Fellowship leaves Rivindell.
Author's notes: I'm sorry, Jay, but I couldn't do the exact prompt. My story is probably clichéic, but I hope you will enjoy it in spite of that.
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“Are you that anxious to leave so soon? Why are you packing?” Elrohir asked.
Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, turned to face his lover. He was relieved to be able to say a private goodbye before he and the Fellowship would say their final farewells.
“No, I am not anxious to leave,” he said. “I am making sure I have everything I need.”
“You still have two more days before the Fellowship will set out,” Elrohir commented.
“I know, but packing now will allow me to do other things since I have finished.”
Elrohir laughed softly as he drew closer. Legolas was openly leering at him. Once he had reached the younger elf, he slipped his arms around his shoulders and kissed him.
“Mmm,” Legolas murmured happily. It was obvious that he was thinking the same thing
He wrapped his arms around Elrohir’s neck, deepened the kiss and closed his eyes.
Their passion flared with an intensity that always surprised them both. Over the many years that they had been lovers things had not changed. Legolas was glad.
They walked backwards until they had reached the bed and Elrohir gently pushed Legolas down upon it. The younger elf fell backwards with a grin and relaxed as his lover began to slowly remove his clothing piece by piece. As he stripped him, he kissed every patch of naked skin. Legolas shivered and moaned with approval at the treatment.
“I shall miss you,” Elrohir muttered; his voice slightly muffled as he began sucking and nibbling on the younger elf’s nipples. “Do you like this, my lovely one?”
“I love it, as you well know,” Legolas replied emphatically. “Don’t stop.”
Elrohir chuckled as he continued his pleasurable assault upon the body of his lover. After a while, Legolas moved to sit up. He began to fumble at Elrohir’s clothing as the older elf started sucking on his neck and softly biting the skin just beneath his ear.
It took him longer to get all of Elrohir’s clothes off of him, but once he had finished, he pulled the taller elf on top of him and embraced him fiercely. Elrohir returned the favor as he kissed and caressed Legolas’s body from head to feet. Legolas growled with frustration when he discovered that he could not do anything to pleasure his lover.
“Easy now,” Elrohir soothed; “You shall have your chance to please me soon enough.”
He rose to his knees and reached for a jar of oil sitting on the small table beside the bed. He smiled as he watched Legolas’s eyes glaze over in anticipation of what would happen. As he began sliding a finger in and out of his own body, Elrohir whispered words of affection in Quenya. Though Legolas could not understand what he said, he had a fairly good idea of the meaning behind the words. They made him feel wonderful.
Elrohir slid a second finger inside his entrance and then a third as Legolas watched. His eyes locked onto Elrohir’s; and the intensity of his gaze as he continued to avidly stare at his lover made the older elf grin. He shuddered with joy and pleasure as his fingers hit that special spot inside his body which triggered his pleasure centers.
Then, he rubbed more oil onto Legolas’s shaft which caused him to grow hard. When his lover began begging in earnest, Elrohir slowly lowered himself onto his cock.
He moved slowly up and down; torturing Legolas with his deliberately steady motions. When his younger lover cried out in frustration, he laughed and sped up his movements. As they established a rhythm, they gazed into one another’s eyes lovingly.
They spent their seed simultaneously; crying out in rapture as they both found their pleasure in each other. When they finally calmed down, Elrohir spoke softly.
“We shouldn’t be too obvious about this,” he said regretfully. “Let us go to the farewell feast separately. We can sit together—the entire Fellowship will be at the high table so it won’t look suspicious—but if we go in together, everyone will start to wonder.”
Legolas did not answer, and when Elrohir looked over to see what he was thinking, he realized that his lover was already asleep. Chuckling softly, he pulled the younger elf close and tenderly kissed the top of his head affectionately. Then, he drifted off.
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