Awakenings

Awakenings

A Delegation from Lorien, consisting of Haldir and three of his most trusted
wardens had arrived in Mirkwood and was shown to the throne room. The Lorien
party was to await an audience with the King to deliver their missives.
Thranduil was not known for his love of outsiders and had barely tolerated
the emissaries from Lord Celeborn. They were rudely kept waiting for most of
the day and a very bored Haldir happened to catch most of a hushed
conversation nearby. Haldir was offended by what he had overheard. The
sniggering comments that had raised his ire had come from a group of
Mirkwood elves who lounged in the audience chamber.


The comments were degrading and questioned not only his prowess in battle
but his physique and his overall competence. Haldir, a warrior, and one of
the most trusted Wardens of Lorien, was not to be trifled with. The
instigator of said comments was a lithe young elf with long golden hair. He
wore the livery of a soldier of Mirkwood and stared right at Haldir as he
made his derogatory remarks. Haldir narrowed his eyes at the group and
caught the eye of the elf that had made the comments. His fists clenched and
it was an effort not to go over and wipe the smug smile off the Mirkwood elf's
face.


Finally they got their turn in front of the King. After Haldir delivered
his rehearsed speech and the documents had been handed to the seneschal, to
the annoyance of Haldir March Warden of Lorien, they were summarily
dismissed. The wardens were supposed to retire to the chambers assigned to
them and wait for a reply. Thranduil directed one of his guards to show
them to their quarters. The golden haired elf that had angered the
warden stepped forward. They were led through many twisting corridors and as
they walked Haldir studied his guide. His youthful appearance belied an
arrogance to match Haldir's own and the fact that the elf thought himself
superior to his Lorien cousins rankled him to no end.

"I would know the name of my escort." Haldir could not keep the scorn out
of his voice as he asked the young upstart his name.

"Legolas Thrandulion." Stated in the golden elf same scathing tone that the
March warden had just employed.

Haldir had been surprised that this brash elf was the son of the King. As
they walked Legolas took the opportunity to stare at the silver elf. Haldir
was tall and handsome without a doubt. He was slightly more muscular than
most elves of his acquaintance and moved with an easy grace that showed he
had perfect confidence in his abilities.


He had heard that Haldir was a vigilant warrior whose watch over the
boundaries of Lothlorien kept the foul orcs from intruding upon the golden
wood. His haughtiness was also legendary. The rumors of his prowess in other
more intimate areas were also the talk of many of his acquaintances. He had
also heard that Haldir was a wicked elf who delighted in dominating his
conquests. After word had reached Legolas that a delegation from Lorien was
approaching he knew who one of the travelers was likely to be. For Celeborn
would trust matters of diplomacy to only one elf. Legolas had made sure to
be in the audience chamber so he could study Haldir. How he would love to
take that elf down a notch or two and have a taste of that haughty
arrogance. Legolas was no fool, he caught all the sidelong glances Haldir
directed at him, it was obvious that Haldir was admiring his fair form and
as they walked he could practically feel the silver elf's hot gaze at it
traveled the length of his body.


Legolas had made the comments earlier to see if he could get a glimpse of
the warden's famed temper. He had not been disappointed when Haldir's eyes
narrowed dangerously as he glared at the heir to Mirkwood and
his cronies. It had broken the monotony of the audience session and it had
been amusing to bait the Lorien elf. At last they were at the chamber door
that was to be the overnight quarters of the Lorien delegation. Legolas
opened the door and ushered them inside. It was a large high ceilinged room
with many tapestries to soften the gray stone walls. There were four
good-sized beds, a fireplace and a table and chairs. Legolas pointed out the
bathing room behind a door near the sitting area and bid them goodbye with
the admonition for them not to wander off. He also said that some food would
be sent to them and that they would be escorted to the main gates in the
morning.


After he had left Haldir paced the room in a fine temper. "How dare they
treat us with such disdain? Then shut us away in the bowels of their kingdom
like they are ashamed of us. As if we would cause trouble. That son of
Thranduil's he needs to be taught a lesson by his betters."


The other wardens simply watched their captain rant. It was wise of them to
let him get it out of his system. The comments earlier by the King's son and
his cohorts had riled them all but they would not risk a diplomatic incident
by retaliating.


"What are you planning on doing Haldir?" One of the wardens asked.


"I think I will pay the prince a visit tonight. After all he is not
unattractive and I would like to teach him some respect for his elders." He
replied with a feral smile.


"Have you taken all leave of your senses? You cannot seek out the Prince and
seduce him. You of all elves should know this." One of the other wardens
burst out.


"Do you have so little faith in my abilities? All I need to do is find out
where his rooms are located. I can ask the servant when they bring dinner."


Haldir settled in one of the chairs and propped his booted feet up on the
table. He thought about the Prince of Mirkwood. He wanted to bury his hands
in that silken mane and force his head back and take what he wanted. Haldir
was overcome with desire at the image of having the Prince at his mercy.


His contemplation of the Prince of Mirkwood was interrupted when a brisk
knock sounded at the door. The door opened a moment later and an elf maid
entered the room carrying a large tray. Haldir immediately got up and
relieved her of her burden and set it on the table. He gave her his most
charming smile and she blushed prettily. He whispered something in her ear
causing her to giggle. Haldir followed her out and closed the door behind
him.


When he returned a short while later Haldir was greeted by several
identically similar smirks on the faces of his wardens as they took in his
mussed hair and rumpled tunic.


"So did you find out where the Prince has his rooms?" One of his wardens
asked with a grin.


"Oh I did indeed. The elf wench was most forthcoming with that information
once I showed her how grateful I could be." He sat down at the table and
proceeded to fill his plate.


His wardens all clustered around him and teased him good-naturedly about his
plans for the evening. Haldir was saved from their banal ribbing by the
simple expedient of him ordering them to be quiet and eat.


Later that night after his wardens had settled down to sleep Haldir got up
and carefully opened the door. He looked down the corridor and finding it
deserted he quietly made his way to the Prince of Mirkwood's suite of rooms.
Luck was on his side as he was easily able to avoid any guards. He slowly
opened the door and slipped inside. The room was extremely dark and he took
a few steps in and waited for his eyes to adjust to the gloom.


He was completely caught be by surprise when a pair of strong arms wrapped
around him. One arm around his chest pining Haldir's arms to his sides and t
he other arm was held firmly to his throat. Tight enough that breathing was
impossible. Haldir cursed and gasped. He struggled and the arm pressed
tighter. As his vision swam a soft melodious voice whispered in his ear.


"Goodnight Haldir"


He knew that voice. It belonged to the elf he had come to seduce. It seemed
as if the young elf had gotten the upper hand. Haldir felt the fool as his
vision grayed out and he sagged in the Prince's arms.


When he woke several things became glaringly apparent. One he was flat on
his back on a wide bed. Two he could not move his arms and legs they seemed
to be tied down. He tested the bonds by pulling sharply. They would not
budge. Three he could feel the chill air of the room on his skin and
realized he was completely naked. Somehow things were not going to go at all
like he had planned.


"Haldir, Haldir, Haldir. What ever were you doing sneaking into my bed
chamber in the middle of the night?" Legolas's soft voice asked.


Haldir turned his head and found the source of the voice. Legolas sat in a
cushioned chair near the bed. He was wearing a deep green silk dressing gown
and his glorious golden hued hair was unbound and spilled down his
shoulders.


"How did you know?" The warden asked as he twisted in his bonds.


Legolas stood up and walked to the bound elf. He lightly ran his finger up
his body. Tracing a path up his leg, over his hip, along his chest, and then
tracing the contours of his ear. Lingering on the tapered point. Haldir
could not suppress the shudder at the younger elf's wandering hand.


"How did I know? You disappoint me. All I heard since you got here is Haldir
is brave, Haldir is witty, Haldir is honorable, Haldir is arrogant. I did
not expect Haldir to be dense. I could see the way you were looking at me. I
even knew you gave one of the serving elleths a brief taste of your charms
to find the location of my room. Oh do not look so surprised. I live here so
it is natural I would know what is going on around me. Now I want to know
what Haldir is like in bed." Legolas tangled his hand in Haldir's silvery
locks and yanked his head back. "After all I am only going to do to you what
you were going to do to me."


"Untie me now! I will not be treated like this! I demand you let me go. If
Celeborn finds out one of his wardens was mistreated..." Haldir began hotly.


"Celeborn is lucky that my father let you come here at all. You really do
not want me to go to my father and tell him of how you tried to have your
way with his precious son do you? Where would your treaty be then? He would
have you in chains for that. So I think you had better be quiet and enjoy
the ride." Legolas slammed his lips down on Haldir's.


This was not a gentle exploratory kiss but one of domination. Clashing
teeth, bruising pressure and dueling tongues. The tight hold Legolas had on
Haldir's hair prevented him from moving his head. So the Warden did what he
could to get back a little of his own. He bit down sharply on the prince's
lower lip. Legolas reared back in surprise and raised his finger to his
bleeding lip.


"So the mighty Haldir likes to bite. You realize I will only return the
favor." He looked at the spot of crimson on his finger and slowly licked it
off.


"Release me! I will not be used for your amusement. I will not tolerate
this!" Haldir ground out from between clenched teeth.


Legolas smiled and laughed. "Oh I beg to differ. Considering the state of
your elfhood I would say that your body wants this even if your mind
protests. Or is it that you do want me but do not want to be dominated? Oh
Haldir do you not know that pride goeth before a fall? I intend to make you
fall hard."


He released Haldir's hair and trailed his hands down the warden's muscular
body. He felt the elf's warm skin and breathed in the intoxicating aroma of
the older elf's arousal. Haldir sucked in a deep breath as Legolas's
taunting fingers flicked his pale pink nipples till they had drawn up into
tight little buds. Then he pinched them hard. He could not suppress the
groan that escaped his lips. Legolas smiled at the reactions he was getting.
His fingers left the sensitized nubs and trailed further down along each ridge
of the warden's corded abdomen. He raked the pale skin with his nails hard
enough to raise welts on that flawless skin.


Haldir groaned again at the sharp ache.


"Oh so you like that do you? Oh Haldir before I am through I will make you
beg. You will come screaming my name." Legolas smirked at his captive's
frown.


"Never!" Was all the angry elf said.


"You do not have a choice. You are at my mercy." His hands continued their
exploration as Haldir fought to remain still.


Haldir could not help it as his hips arched off of the bed when Legolas
enclosed his arousal in his fist and began to pump him slowly.


"Do you want more Haldir? Tell me to take you. Tell me you want to feel me
inside you." Legolas untied his robe with one hand and shrugged it off his
shoulders. He released Haldir's erection and let the robe drop to the floor.
Legolas's hand slid down his body to cup his own turgid length. Idly
stroking himself as he watched the bound elf.


Haldir unconsciously licked his dry lips and could not take his eyes off of
the golden being in front of him. He was slender but with clearly defined
muscles. He had the body of an archer, all lithe grace and wiry leanness.
Haldir avidly watched the Prince's long slender rod as Legolas stroked it
with his slick fist.


Haldir's breathing sped up as the Legolas tilted his head back and closed
his eyes momentarily lost in bliss. Haldir ached to be touched. His arousal
was heavy between his legs and the rosy hued head was slick with the
evidence of his need. Legolas opened his eyes and looked directly at Haldir.
His azure blue eyes were lust darkened and intense.


"Tell me what you want Haldir. If you truly wish I will let you go and you
can go back to your room. Just say the words and I will fill your need."


It was too much. It was far too late for pride, for recriminations for
regrets. He wanted the golden prince however Legolas chose to use him. "I
want you to take me. Hard, fast and deep. Now."


"There now that was not so hard was it? I will have you and you will scream
my name as you find your release." Legolas straddled the warden's lean hips
and bent over to claim Haldir's lips in a passionate kiss.


This time there was no fight for dominance. Haldir willingly opened under
Legolas's probing tongue and moaned into his mouth as their erections
brushed up against each other. He moaned again as Legolas rocked his hips.
Creating an unbearable friction and mingling their fluids to create a slick
warm heat that spread out from their groins.


Legolas plundered the Wardens mouth exploring every inch of that moist
cavern. When he broke the kiss Haldir tried to recapture his lips. Legolas
chuckled and moved down his neck leaving a wet trail as he nipped; licked
and sucked Haldir's sweat dotted skin. Haldir cried out in surprise as
Legolas bit down sharply on the juncture of neck and shoulder leaving a
livid red mark as proof of his claim on the warden. "Something to remember
me by." He said as he continued his exploration.


Haldir was lost in a sensory overload. Always with his lovers he had taken
the lead, He had been the one to dominate and to dictate how the night went.
He had been misled into thinking Legolas was submissive by his delicate
beauty and his soft voice. He had not realized that there was steel under
that soft façade. He shuddered as Legolas's tongue and lips explored every
inch of his body. As that golden head moved further down his torso Haldir
bit his lip in anticipation. Legolas stopped right above Haldir's weeping
cock. He looked at the Warden.


"What do you want Haldir?"


Haldir groaned. "I want your mouth. Take me into your mouth."


The warden clenched at his silken bonds as he watched Legolas's tongue flick
out and delicately lap up the pearlescent fluid gathered there. The sight of
his jutting arousal slowly disappearing in the Prince's warm mouth almost
made him come right then. It was only through the use of his much vaunted
self control that he was able to resist.


Legolas took him all the way in and used his tongue to wring incoherent
moans from the once proud warden. Only Legolas's arm across his abdomen kept
the warden from thrusting into his mouth. Legolas reached down and fondled
Haldir's soft sac as he sucked sharply.


It was too much. Haldir knew he was close. "Legolas now. I cannot last much
longer. I need to feel you inside me."


Legolas lifted his head. "Will you beg me?" He asked as he ran a fingernail
up the thick vein in the underside of Haldir's cock.


"Oh gods yes I am begging you. By the Valar take me." Haldir moaned.


"Very well since you ask so prettily." Legolas sat up and untied Haldir's
legs. Then he reached into the bedside table and removed a vial of liquid.


Haldir wantonly opened his legs wide as Legolas knelt between them. Legolas
uncapped the vial and poured some of the viscous fluid on his fingers.
Haldir mewled in delight as he felt a slick digit probe his opening.


Legolas carefully worked his one finger past the ring of muscle. Haldir
arched his back as Legolas moved the finger within him loosening him bit by
bit till he could add a second finger. The prince scissored his fingers
within the silver elf seeking something. He knew he found it and grinned as
Haldir screamed his delight. He ruthlessly brushed that spot again and
again. Haldir was not even aware when Legolas added a third well oiled
finger.


"Now Legolas, I cannot take much more. Take me now! Cease your torment."
Haldir panted and groaned as Legolas removed his hand.


He paused to add a generous amount of oil to his weeping erection and he
grabbed Haldir's legs beneath his knees and lifted them up exposing the
Warden to his ministrations. He positioned himself at Haldir's opening and looked at the
bound elf. Haldir nodded and Legolas pushed himself slowly inside. By the
gods Haldir was so tight. Legolas groaned as he felt himself enveloped by
that hot velvety sheath. He did not stop till he was sheathed to the hilt.
Legolas paused as Haldir hissed in discomfort. He wanted to thrust with all
of his being but he truly did not want to cause undue pain.


Legolas gritted his teeth and stilled his movement to give Haldir time to
adjust to the intrusion. "Never been on the receiving end Haldir?"


"Never, I was always the instigator. I never allowed myself to be taken." He
replied as he tried to get used to the sensation of being so thoroughly
filled.


"Relax, perhaps this will help. Put your legs around my waist." Haldir did
as he asked and Legolas reached down and took Haldir's stiff cock into his
fist and began to stroke him.


Passion ignited once more and overrode the discomfort of their joining. Soon
Haldir was arching his hips into the prince's firm hand. Legolas moved his
hips slightly and Haldir moaned at the contact. He thrust shallowly several
more times seeking that same spot his fingers had found earlier. He found
the spot that drove Haldir wild and kept up a steady rhythm. Haldir tossed
his head on the pillows and clenched his fists at the sensations roaring
through his body. Still it was not enough.


"Harder! Oh gods harder! Legolas." Haldir beseeched him.


Legolas pounded into the warden as Haldir writhed under him moaning his name
over and over. He slid in and out of that slick tunnel nearly pulling out
each time to slam back into the waiting heat. It was better than he imagined
it would be. The power from getting such a proud and haughty elf to submit
to him completely was arousing beyond belief. He could feel is own orgasm
rushing towards him and he could not have halted it if he tried. He also
felt Haldir becoming even harder in his fist as the warden neared
completion.


"Come for me Haldir. I want to see your face as you lose yourself to me.
Open your eyes and look at me." Legolas thrust harder and moved his fist
faster as Haldir looked into his face.


Legolas's sultry words and pounding movements pushed Haldir over the edge
and he came screaming Legolas's name just as the younger elf said he would.
His silvery seed coated Legolas's hand and his own abdomen.


Legolas felt Haldir contract around him as he came. Milking his own erection
as he pistoned in and out of the shuddering elf. He thrust several more
times and exploded within the March warden. Bathing his tight channel with
his warm essence. He collapsed onto Haldir's broad chest and tried to catch
his breath. By the Valar it was incredible. He had never come so hard in his
entire life. He lifted his head and placed a tender kiss on the exhausted
warden's lips. Then he untied Haldir and with a cloth from the bathing room
cleaned the evidence of their passion off of their bodies. Legolas got back
into bed and was gratified when Haldir took him into his arms.


"Did you really mind so much what I did to you Haldir" Legolas asked
sleepily.


"Yes and no. I did at first. I hated not being in control. I never realized
how it was on the other end. To give up that control and just surrender. It
was amazing. Next time I get to be on top." Haldir yawned and tried to stay
awake.


Legolas laughed softly. "Of course I would see what it is like to be
dominated by the infamous March Warden of Lorien. You leave at first light
we had better get some rest."


"Come to Lorien. Ride back with us." Haldir said suddenly not willing to be
parted from the golden Prince.


"My father will not be fond of that idea. I suppose I can persuade him for
diplomacy's sake. Besides he is convinced we hate each other." Legolas
smiled at the thought of spending more time in the charismatic warden's
presence.


Legolas curled into Haldir's arms once more and settled down to sleep.


"Goodnight my Golden Prince." Haldir murmured.


"Goodnight my arrogant March Warden. You know I did so enjoy getting the
upper hand and you did look so appealing tied to my bed. I do hope you will
allow me to do it again." Legolas replied with an impish grin.


"Go to sleep Legolas." Haldir said indulgently and then pulled the Prince
more snugly against him as he too drifted off to sleep.