Anestel

Title: Anestel
Part: 17/?
Author: Esteliel (esteliel@gmx.de)
Pairing: Glorfindel/Legolas
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: mpreg, d/s
Disclaimer: All the pretty elves belong to Tolkien, I'm just playing with them and will give them back afterwards.

The next part, wherein there is a little plot and a lot sex... apparenly, chocolate and red wine make me channel my inner Glorfindel. ;)
Next part will be more about the plot. *g*

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Glorfindel took care not to disturb Legolas when he finally had to leave him; he knew that the young elf needed all the rest he could get. Legolas still did not eat more than what was absolutely neccessary for his survival, and it showed... he was painfully thin and his skin so pale that it almost seemed translucent. Glorfindel sighed. Later that day he would need to talk to Elrond about this. The healer needed to take another look at the youth... even Glorfindel who was a warrior and no healer could see that the Sindar had not much strength left. And giving birth would take a lot of his strength...

"What are you thinking about, my friend?" an amused voice chided, and when Glorfindel looked up, he found himself face to face with Elrond. "You were so deep in thought that you would have run into me, and that carelessness is something I have never seen from you before."

"It is the Sindar child -- Legolas," he corrected himself. "I am worried that he still isn't eating, although you said that the sickness would pass."

"I see..." Elrond frowned. "In that case, let me look a him now before Celeborn will claim the rest of my day."

Legolas was still asleep when they entered Glorfindel's bedroom, but when the golden-haired Noldo sat down next to him and pulled back the blanket from his sleepformform, Legolas woke, blinking sleepily up at Glorfindel and then blushing furiously when he became aware of Elrond.

"Is it not rather too late now to become bashful all of a sudden?" Elrond laughed and came closer, causing Glorfindel to smirk while he lazily stroked Legolas' chest.

"No need to play the blushing virgin when after all everybody here knows that this is exactly what you are not, roch-neth."

Legolas did not know where to look when Elrond studied his body carefully, but at least he was not touched this time.

"You are right, my friend," Elrond sighed finally. "He is too thin, too frail, and it worries me that he is still unable to eat. But there is still time left until he will give birth, and I hope that his condition will change in the meantime."

"How much longer do you think it will take?" Glorfindel asked.

"Male pregnancies are a rare and strange thing, and they do not always proceed in the same way," Elrond sighed. "Yet they always last longer than those of women, for there are a lot of changes going on in the body during the first months so that the child can grow properly until its time comes. It has been 7 months now since you returned from Mirkwood... I have read about men who carried for 11, even for 12 months. I am not sure how much longer it will take, but it will be 3 more months at least."

Glorfindel studied Legolas' swollen belly, gently traced it with his fingers. "3 more ms...s..." he mused. "We have to make sure you eat more, then."

Legolas sighed deeply, he did not even like the thought of food, and Elrond used the moment to excuse himself, since Celeborn and Erestor were already waiting for him in the library.

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In the evening, after they had returned from having dinner at Elrond's table, Glorfindel focused his attention on Legolas who had quickly undressed before he lay down. "I want you," he told him as his eyes ran hungrily over the naked, pale body. "I wanted you already this morning when you knelt before me... I wanted to take you then, bend you over the table and spread you open for me and make you beg me for it with those sweet little moans of yours, so willing and helpless... I think Haldir would have liked that, don't you think? He wants you, but I won't let him touch you... perhaps watching you being taken by me would show him once and for all that you belong only to me? What do you think? Should I call him, invite him to watch as I make you cry out with desire?"

Legolas whimpered softly, his skin was flushed and pearls of sweat were starting to slide down his chest. He moved uncomfortably on the bed, as if he would like to touch himself but did not dare to unless Glorfindel allowed it, which made Glorfindel smile.

"Are you embarassed, roch-neth? You should be... look at you, so wanton, so eager, overcome with desire at the mere thought of being taken in front of your father's enemies..." Glorfindel shook his head in mock disgust. "What would your father say if he knew this? Would he not be appalled at your total lack of decorum?"

"Saes..." Legolas whispered and closed his eyes, but it was not enough to forget about Glorfindel's presence, not when he was still saying all these hateful things...

"Oh, do you not like it when I talk about these matters? But your body seems to like it... hmm, perhaps I should make you talk. What do you think? I like the idea... tell me, little one, tell me what it is that makes Legolas Thranduilion writhe in passion on my bed."

Legolas sobbed. This was more than shameful... this was a torment more cruel than everything he had to endure so far. And yet he had to surrender to it. Because he had promised, had given himself to Glorfindel completely -- and also because there was a part in him, some dark, aching, empty part which felt a twisted delight at the thought of debasing himself so, and it sang a sweet song to him of the pleasure Glorfindel would grant him in exchange for this.

No, he would not do what he did simply because he had to, no... something in him rejoiced at it, and somehow, this made it hurt even more.

"I want you! I need you... please!" he moaned with tears in his eyes.

Glorfindel simply shook his head. "Ahhh, very sweet, little one, but I'm afraid this is not enough. Surely you can do better... you are a prince, after all!"

Legolas swallowed, then tried it again. "I'm thinking of you... the way you tasted when you forced me to take you deep into my mouth... you said you wanted to teach me, please, show me how to please you better!"

"Better, cunneth, but still not what I want to hear. Don't try to guess what *I* want -- tell me what it is *you* fantasize about."

Legolas closed his eyes in shame but found himself talking nevertheless, his shameful secrets spilling from his lips with each frantic beat of his heart. "I remember when you took me for the first time, right in my father's woods... how you simply held me down and undressed me although I was protesting... it, it *hurt*, but you were so beautiful, and you kissed me when I cried and then you made it pleasurable for me... I remember, the scent of your skin, the way the sun shone in your hair, and your body was warm and heavy on me... please, make me feel it again..."

"Yes, pen-neth... this I finally believe," Glorfindel whispered who had appeared all of a sudden next to the trembling Sindar on the bed.

Legolas whimpered and reached out to him, trying to draw the hard body down on top of him, but Glorfindel resisted. He held a short rope in his hand, dangled it from his fingers while he let his gaze wander up and down Legolas' body, apparantly very much satisfied with what he saw.

"And it is a very nice picture... it makes me want to take you again, like I did that first time, and kiss away your tears while you tremble in my arms, but... I think there is another thing you need to learn today, the fact that you exist to please me. You should not think about your pleasure, it matters not -- it is only a reward, given by me if I think you have earned it."

Legolas groaned and had to force himself not to flinch away when Glorfindel's fingers busied themselves between his legs, binding his erection so that it would be impossible for him to achieve release. "Ai!" he moaned, "Please my Lord, do not punish me"
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"Ah, 'tis no punishment, little one, it pleases me to see you so, and thus it should also please you!"

Legolas whimpered but protested no more when Glorfindel lay down behind him and pushed one of his legs up, exposing the soft skin of his opening to teasing, oil-slickened fingers. Very soon Legolas was moaning with desire, pushing back on the fingers holding him open until Glorfindel laughed throatily and replaced the fingers with the tip of his hard cock. Slowly he pushed in and then stopped again so that just the head of his cock was inside Legolas, stretching out the tight ring of muscle. Legolas sobbed and tried to push back, but Glorfindel held his hips in a hard grip and prevented every movement, and only when Legolas finally stilled in exhaustion did he push in deeper.

"I can do this for a very long time, cunneth nin," Glorfindel breathed into his ear and was instantly answered with a soft, desperate moan from Legolas' lips. "Let me see how long it takes to drive you insane with need..."

Legolas wanted to protest, wanted to tell Glorfindel that he had already managed what he had set out to do, but the only sounds that spilled from his lips were hungry and breathless moans which made Glodel del sigh in appreciation although it did not speed his movements. It took a long time until Glorfindel began to move faster, and an even longer time until he removed the cruel rope binding Legolas' straining erection, but once he was freed, Legolas lost all sense of time as his body seemed to explode with the most intense climax of his life while he could feel Glorfindel jerk and pulsate deep inside him, the seed coating his insides warm like tears, and without the sweaty hands holding him tightly Legolas was sure that he would have drowned in the emotions which broke down over him like the silvery waves on a dark shore.

It was then that for the first time he felt the child move inside him, and he cried until Glorfindel kissed his tears away like he had promised and rested his hands against his belly, sharing this wonder in the darkness of the night.

tbc...

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pen-neth = young one
roch-neth = colt
cunneth nin = my princeling
saes = please
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