Butterfly
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Category:
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
4,963
Reviews:
21
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A Picture of Innocence
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Warning!!! RAPE, INCEST, EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS OF VIOLENT, NON-CONCENSUAL SEX
The palace courtyard was perhaps the most beautiful area in all of Mirkwood. Stone statues carved by the most skilled of crafstmen stood surrounded by flowers and shrubs displaying all the colors of the rainbow. Legolas loved to spend his mornings there. He would sit in the grass rather than upon the various decorative benches, and whistle to the birds and watch the butterflies as they flew from flower to flower.
'He's a picture of innocence,' thought Thranduil as he watched his son bring his hand closer to his face to inspect a blue and green butterfly that had landed there. His raspberry lips curved into a slight smile and stood out against his creamy complexion. The colors of the creature's wings brought out the same hues in the young Elf's eyes.
Legolas would be reaching his majority in just a few weeks. It was a time that Thranduil had dreaded for years. His son would no longer be an Elfling, and soon the love that the young Prince held for his father would be overshadowed by his love for some other Elf, an Elf that would become the recipient of touches and caresses as delicate as the flutter of a butterfly's wings. The thought brought a pang of jealousy to the King's heart. He wanted to be the one to take Legolas' innocence. He did not understand the dark thoughts that invaded his mind, and the thing that disturbed him most was that when he imagined himself performing this horrible deed, he did not want to be gentle with his son; he wanted to hurt him, he wanted to make him cry and scream for mercy .He wanted to make him bleed....
"Good morning, Ada! It's a beautiful day is it not?" The Prince had only just become aware of his father's presence.
Hearing that sweet voice and seeing those loving eyes look at him with so much trust made Thranduil's stomach turn in disgust and he bolted for the bathroom, horrified by his own sick desire. Legolas watched as his father ran inside the building, wondering what had so suddenly made him ill.
Tbc....
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Warning!!! RAPE, INCEST, EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS OF VIOLENT, NON-CONCENSUAL SEX
The palace courtyard was perhaps the most beautiful area in all of Mirkwood. Stone statues carved by the most skilled of crafstmen stood surrounded by flowers and shrubs displaying all the colors of the rainbow. Legolas loved to spend his mornings there. He would sit in the grass rather than upon the various decorative benches, and whistle to the birds and watch the butterflies as they flew from flower to flower.
'He's a picture of innocence,' thought Thranduil as he watched his son bring his hand closer to his face to inspect a blue and green butterfly that had landed there. His raspberry lips curved into a slight smile and stood out against his creamy complexion. The colors of the creature's wings brought out the same hues in the young Elf's eyes.
Legolas would be reaching his majority in just a few weeks. It was a time that Thranduil had dreaded for years. His son would no longer be an Elfling, and soon the love that the young Prince held for his father would be overshadowed by his love for some other Elf, an Elf that would become the recipient of touches and caresses as delicate as the flutter of a butterfly's wings. The thought brought a pang of jealousy to the King's heart. He wanted to be the one to take Legolas' innocence. He did not understand the dark thoughts that invaded his mind, and the thing that disturbed him most was that when he imagined himself performing this horrible deed, he did not want to be gentle with his son; he wanted to hurt him, he wanted to make him cry and scream for mercy .He wanted to make him bleed....
"Good morning, Ada! It's a beautiful day is it not?" The Prince had only just become aware of his father's presence.
Hearing that sweet voice and seeing those loving eyes look at him with so much trust made Thranduil's stomach turn in disgust and he bolted for the bathroom, horrified by his own sick desire. Legolas watched as his father ran inside the building, wondering what had so suddenly made him ill.
Tbc....