The old ways

‘This works better than I thought.’ Haldir mused as he rinsed the remaining soap off, only to work up some more lather, which he started spreading around Legolas tightening sack and below. Legolas penis was half hard by now and Haldir couldn’t resist the temptation and ran his soapy fingers up and down the growing length.
The prince moan faintly and rested his head back on the pillow, spreading his legs a fraction wider.
Haldir called on all of his courage before he placed the knife against the soft, slightly crinkling skin of Legolas’ sack. Hopefully he wouldn’t cut his love by accident. With even and slow motions Haldir began to shave the few hairs off the sack and sighed with relief as he moved lower to the smooth and more taunt skin below. He didn’t really need to shave any further, but Legolas heavier breathing and the aroused state of the member before him, hadn’t left Haldir cold either. It excited him and so he carried on shaving all the way down to the small puckered entrance.
When Haldir took hold of his husband’s legs and pushed them up, Legolas immediately reacted and hooked his knees. Now Haldir could reach the last bit he wanted to shave easily and he quickly rid the perfect skin of any remaining blond curls.
Soon all the skin was smooth and hairless. Just as Elrond had required it. Haldir dried his hands and reached for the oil he had bought and poured a little into is hands warming it up, before gently spreading it onto the freshly shaven area.
Legolas was enormously aroused by now and when he was allowed to lower his legs again, he fisted the sheets beneath him to relieve some of the tension in his body. After Haldir had finished shaving all of his pubis hair off and had dried the skin Legolas could feel the new extra sensitivity there. He longed Haldir’s hands again, but before he could utter his desires, he felt the warm and oiled fingers of the march warden gently caressing his sack and member. Legolas groaned and flexed his thigh muscles. This was heaven. Pure bliss.
Haldir felt Legolas’ body respond to his touches like it never had before. He caresses every inch of skin that had been freshly shaven and then gently worked his way up Legolas’ shaft, which was hard and begging for his touch by now.
His own leggings had grown painfully tight and Haldir let go off Legolas with one hand, climbed off the bed and ignoring the film of oil still clinging to his fingers tore at the fastening. With some difficulty Haldir freed himself of his trousers and also shirt until he was completely naked and moved back onto the bed. This time beside his husband who lay panting on his back.
Legolas looked at him with passion clouded eyes and let go off the sheets grabbing Haldir’s head between his hands pulling him down into a fierce kiss.
Soon their hands went onto journeys of their own and caressed and fondled the body of the other. The heat between the two elves increased, their minds were locked out, only their hearts were speaking and the need for sexual release was their primal goal.
"Can you take me?" whispered Haldir hotly into Legolas’ ear as he humped the swollen belly gently.
"I don’t know," panted the younger elf "let’s find out."
Haldir pushed himself up and moved over to the bed side table to retrieve the small jar and turned back to Legolas, who had by now pushed himself up in sitting position and gave him the jar.
"Get on you hands and knees, love." The blond elf accentuated every word with small kisses along Haldir’s taunt body, while unscrewing the lid.
Haldir marvelled at the fact that Legolas still managed to make him blush and obediently got on all fours, turning his back to Legolas. He yelped as he felt his well muscled backside bitten not so gently but was immediately rewarded with the teasing lick of a tongue along the cleft.
Legolas had to stifle a grunt, when he bent down to Haldir’s backside. His large body was always in the way and the additional weight was not making things any easier. Hopefully he could still take his Lorien husband as he intended.
Legolas lubricated his fingers and nudged Haldir’s entrance playfully with the tips of two fingers, before slowly pushing them in. He knew that Haldir liked it a bit rougher and that a small amount of pain only turned him on more, so after having breached the tight guardian muscle, Legolas drove both fingers in with one swift move. Haldir arched his back and cried out in lust, trying to push himself even further onto the fingers.
"Just take me Legolas. Please. No preparations. I need you in me." The silver haired elf grunted.
Quickly applying some of the gel onto his own arousal, Legolas knelt up behind Haldir and taking himself into his hand guided his erection to the quivering entrance of his husband.
Without hesitating he pushed inside, but all to soon his journey ended. His swollen belly kept him from going in as deeply as he wanted to. Frustration showed on Legolas’ young face and when Haldir started begging him to go deeper, Legolas pulled out again and sat back with a frown on his face.
Haldir nearly fell backwards when Legolas disappeared from behind him, for he had just started to push back. Confusion clearly written over his face Haldir turned to Legolas. "Love what’s wrong?" Haldir looked disbelievingly at Legolas’ quickly softening penis.
"I can’t. It wont work. I can’t get in deep enough, I will slip out again. But you want it don’t you?" Legolas looked sad.
Haldir quickly took his love’s hands in his and kissed the knuckles. "It doesn’t matter. Not that much. Yes, I would love to be taken again, but if it doesn’t work it just doesn’t."
Legolas turned his eyes down and sighed. "But I wanted to make you feel good, and...."
With a quick kiss to his lovers forehead Haldir pushed himself off the bed and fetched his robe, this time completely buttoning is, to hide his nakedness. "You wait here." He told a very confused looking Legolas and left the room.
The blonde prince sat on the large bed, near to tears. It was times like this that he utterly hated being pregnant and immediately regretting that thought. Of course he didn’t hate being pregnant, but sometimes ....... The other thing were these constantly changing moods, the tears that fell far to easily and the plumpness of his body. Suddenly a well aimed kick in his lower abdomen seemingly meant to pull him out of his sorrowful musings. A small smile ghosted across his lips and he stroked the abused flesh. He wondered what Haldir was up to now. He didn’t seem in a bad mood or too disappointed so obviously had gone on some weird errand. Legolas was torn between a still lingering sadness and steadily growing anxiety.

Haldir moved swiftly through the long hallways, hastily walking passed anyone he knew and was about to greet him. Letting out a sigh of relief, Haldir swooped down the last staircase to led into the lower regions of the castle, were the kitchen and storage rooms were housed. Carefully Haldir sneaked around the corner towards the widely open kitchen door. Only three persons were inside. Good. Straightening up, squaring his shoulders and putting on his most arrogant face, Haldir marched into the kitchen.
Three heads turned at his entrance and immediately the oldest of the three kitchen boys hurried towards him, quickly wiping his hands at the apron he was wearing. "Master elf, please how can we be of service?" the boy mumbled humbly.
"My husband would like something the eat." The march warden explained.
"Oh, didn’t he like the fruit we prepared for him? Was the bread not soft enough?" a faintly insecure voice was heard from near the stove. It was small boy, maybe 10 years of age.
Damn! Haldir had completely forgotten, that he had already fetched some food for Legolas. And even worse, he felt heat rising on his face and knew instantly that a flush was making its way across his cheeks. He cleared his throat "No, I assure you that everything for to his liking. It’s just that would like to have something else now, you know pregnant people" Haldir tried to smile apologetically "maybe some vegetables?"
"Can we cook something for your Lordship?" the kitchen boy before him suggested.
Haldir felt more embarrassed than he had ever been in his whole life. "No, he prefers his vegetables raw, mostly. Maybe I can just have quick glance at what the kitchen has to offer?"
"Oh, yes certainly. If you follow me my Lord." The boy quickly turned and lead Haldir to the storage area. Dozens of boxes were piled up against the wall, contained the vegetables of the season. "Thank you, my boy. I will just pick a few things out for him." Haldir turned to the boxes, finding potatoes, squash, beans, cabbage, some cucumbers and carrots. Trying not to arouse any suspicions, Haldir tried to find some that fitted his needs. The silver haired smiled to himself. ‘Fitted his needs’, huh, that was a way to put it. He picked one of the cucumbers, and tried to find some carrots that were not to narrow and short, but he didn’t have much luck. He picked some of them anyway and asked the kitchen boy to give the vegetables a quick wash. As soon as he was given them back on a platter Haldir fled the kitchen.
Outside in the hallway, he leaned breathing heavily against the wall and had to fight hard to suppress a giggle. The situation was absurd. He looked down at the platter and thought. Still not quite satisfied with his goods, Haldir silently walked to the next door to his right. As far as he remembered it also was a storage room. Maybe he could find something in there that would come in handy. By now his mind was constantly filled with the most erotic ideas. The mere thought of Legolas carefully and gently penetrating him with different object was enough to make him hard beneath his robe. Which was not such a good thing, since he wore nothing underneath and his arousal was about to find its way out between the folds of his robe.
The door made a creaking sound and Haldir flinched. But nobody came to have a look. So he quickly slipped inside the storage room and sat down the platter. So many different objects. He found new wooden spoons for cooking, no, there were far to thin and fragile. Baskets, boxes and crates. Empty bottles, tin beakers, glasses and cutlery. At the far end were shelves full of table cloths, napkins and cushions. Nothing he needed. Until he came to a smaller shelf with a vast amount of differently seized candles. A broad smile lightened Haldir’s features as he quickly choose a few different ones.
Hiding the candles in the wide sleeves of his robe, Haldir took the tray and rushed back to their chamber, hoping that Legolas hadn’t lost all interest. He found his husband sitting crossed legged on the large bed, fiddling with the strand of his hair, looking slightly annoyed.
“I am back, my love.” Haldir announced carefully as he closed the door behind him. Legolas looked up and his eyes grew wide as he took a closer look at the tray Haldir was carrying. A smile spread on his features the quickly turned into a full seized laugh.
“Oh, I think I can do some nice things to you with that.” Legolas waved Haldir over to him and snatched the tray out of his hands. At that moment the candles dropped from out of Haldir’s sleeve and toppled onto the bed. Legolas grin grew even brighter as he took some into his hands and with a cheeky smile stroked one of them in a lazy but provoking way.
Haldir felt his blood pool in his groin and he quickly shook off his robe and threw it on the ground where he stood. Climbing onto the bed beside his love Haldir stole a quick kiss from him and lay down on the soft covers, stretching his taunt body.
Legolas slipped between Haldir’s legs and ran his hands gently along the long, well muscled thighs. He felt Haldir’s legs tremble slightly and when he reached the soft skin near the raising member Haldir closed his eyes with a sigh.
“What would you like my love?” the blond prince whispered.
“Anything you would like to do to me.” Haldir’s voice was barely more than a whisper.
“Anything?” Haldir could hear the mischievous grin around Legolas’ question and nodded quickly.
“Good.” Legolas ran a teasing hand once along the hard erection, before he took hold of Haldir’s lean legs and motioned him to turn onto his stomach. When the march warden lay sprawled out before him, the younger elf knelt up and fetched a pillow, which he pushed underneath Haldir’s pelvis. With gently hands Legolas spread the legs further and seated himself between them in a more comfortable position. Resting his own heavy belly on his crossed legs.
He pulled the tray nearer to him, placed the candles on it as well and took the small jar they already had used before. Choosing the smallest carrot from the tray, Legolas covered it lightly with the gel and ran the tip of the vegetable teasingly along the cleft. Haldir drew a shuddering breath. He was looking forward to whatever Legolas was going to do to him now, it had been a long time since they had engaged into a bit more experimental sex and Haldir longed for it. He couldn’t wait for it .
Suddenly Haldir felt the cool hard tip of whatever Leoglas was using breaching him slowly. It undoubtedly was one of the smaller things and hardly filled him, but the way Leoglas was slowly pushing it in and immediately pulling it out again, it made him shiver in no time.
Legolas watched Haldir’s every reaction closely and smiled. It aroused him immensely to have this power over his husband and with a teasing lick pulled the carrot out again. The next choice was a candle only a bit thicker than the carrot but much longer. After it had been coated with the gel, this too was inserted slowly. Only this time, Legolas pushed and pushed. He saw Haldir’s back flex and the legs tremble, he he didn’t stop until nearly the whole candle was buried in the body before him. Holding the candle in place with one hand, Legolas used the other to give Haldir’s left leg a sign to draw up underneath the body. Quickly Haldir obliged and had both of his legs drawn up tightly, knees nearly touching his chest. Thus widely open Legolas had a far better view of things and he enjoyed the sight of the puckered entrance stretching deliciously around the pale column of the candle.
Knowing that Haldir could take a good bit more, Legolas tore his eyes away from the firm backside and looked back at the tray. An idea was already forming in his mind, but he needed a bit more preparation before he could actually pull it through. Choosing the far more bigger cucumber, Legolas quickly checked the rounder end if it was too sharp or scratchy and coated it as well. Ever so slowly he pulled the long candle from Haldir’s body and rejoiced at the tremors already wracking his husband’s body.
While he positioned the cucumber at the entrance with his one hand, he reached for Haldir’s sack with the other, cradling it gently between his fingers. Then he looked up again, watching the dark green cucumber stretching the muscle, gradually making its way inside the straining body before him. Haldir’s breath was coming in shorter and shorter gasps by now an his hips were humping the pillow below from time to time, eager for some friction. A feral g esc escaped Haldir’s lips as the large vegetable had slipped in fully and Legolas moved it around casually, pulling it out again a bit aiming for Haldir’ prostate.
A low and rough groan was the answer. Ignoring the almost painful erection that was straining against the roundness of his body, Legolas now bent as low as possible and gently lapped at the sensitive, stretched skin of Haldir’s anus, all the while moving the cucumber with carefully aimed strokes.

Haldir was hardly able to breath anymore. His lungs were screaming for more and more oxygen but he couldn’t control his breathing anymore. His whole being had been reduced to a whimpering and shivering mass of want. It seemed like he was being torn in two and still he craved more. It was one of the rare moments when he succumbed to his most hidden desires and needs. When he wanted to be relieved of all control and needed someone to dominate him, make him tremble and cry out with lust. The sensations were overwhelming him and when he felt the slick tip of Legolas’ tongue lap at him while he was filled at the same time it took all of his remaining coherency to hold back from coming right there and then.

Legolas felt the twitching flesh beneath his tongue and the body buck before him. He knew that he was pushing Haldir hard. Harder than he had before. But he was not finished with him yet. Suppressing a painful moan as he pushed himself upright again, Legolas bent over to the tray and choose a slightly thicker candle than the one he had used before and a rather slim and long carrot. Carefully he withdrew the large dark green vegetable and soothed the abused flesh with his fingers, gentle pushing the tips of two fingers into Haldir’s body, calming him down. Haldir was writhing nervously, keenly missing the sensation of being filled to the fullest. Slowly his body descended from its sensual height and when the raspy breathing had become easier he felt Legolas finger withdraw from him.

Laying a loving and tender hand on Haldir’s hip, Leoglas took the candle and very slowly pushed it passed the well widened ring of muscles. Beneath his fingers he could feel the tension of Haldir’s strained muscles as the proud march warden fought for control. When the candle was half way in, Leoglas let go of Haldir’s hip and took hold of the carrot. He dipped the tip of it into the jar and then moved it in gently circles around the end of the candle all along the entrance of his husband. Haldir moaned deeply, not daring to speak out loud what Legolas already had guessed. He knew of Haldir’s desire to be breached to the fullest. The prince knew that hidden wish and wanted to fulfil it. Pulling the candle out a bit again, he placed the carrot right alongside it and with the next push in, both object were stretching the entrance. Haldir’s groans were know laced with the tiniest hint of pain, but it was a welcomed pain and so Legolas continued. Watching in amazement, feeling his own erection twitch, the blond elf kept his eyes fixed to the impossible width of the candle and carrot and how the body of Haldir responded to them, opening up widely around them.

Haldir had never in his life felt so widely stretched and full. It was indescribable and his insides coiled, molten heat pooling in his abdomen. “More.” He croaked under strain and when he felt, whatever Legolas was using, making its way further into his body his whole body started quivering an twitching. Wailing loudly and bending his back up Haldir orgasmed, his seed spilling in pearly strings across the cover of their bed.

When the spasms had subsided a little and Haldir had slumped down heavily onto the bed again, Legolas stroked the sweaty back with soothing strokes and very gently removed he two objects that were still lodged deeply inside of his love. The long legs shuddered and were stretched out again, after Legolas had placed everything back on the tray. His own breathing had quickened by the end and his arousal was leaking continuously. But somehow he did not wish to relieve himself, but instead moved to Haldir’s side and snuggled up, drawing a warming blanket over the shivering body.

Tears of emotion were still clinging to the long lashes and Legolas gently kissed them away, as he felt Haldir slipping into an exhausted sleep. After a while Legolas own erection had gone and he followed his husband into the elven realm of dreams.


Hot and erotic images filled the prince’s dreams and he felt his body responding eagerly to it. In his dreams his body was light and flexible again and when he felt someone’s hand fondling his sack he spread his legs wantonly hoping for some stimulation of his aching erection as well. Soon his wish was fulfilled when a hot and moist heat surrounded it, a tongue swirled gently and from time to time teeth nipped mischievously at his foreskin. Needy moans escaped his mouth and suddenly he became aware of his surrounding again. He had left his sleep like state and the tender caresses still continued.

A quick glance to his right side showed him that Haldir was no longer laying beside him and had obviously taken a knew position between his spread legs. Closing his eyes Legolas arched his back slightly and breathed deeply. He could feel the back of Haldir’s throat at the tip of his member and the teasing lips near to the base. Then suddenly something else caught his attention. He had been so wrapped up in the feeling of the tight caress on his arousal that he had not noticed Haldir’s wicked fingers that danced over the puckered skin of his entrance.

Legolas clenched his teeth and tried to relax not wanting it to end too quickly, for his body was still very near to the edge after what it had undergone before. Then something cooler then Haldir’s fingers touched his entrance and was gingerly pushed inside. Something quite big. Spreading his legs even wider the blond elf cried out with lust and Haldir redoubled his efforts on his love’s erection deep throating again and again. Soon Legolas was pumping into Haldir’s mouth with hard thrusts while Haldir impaled him deeply with one of the thicker candles he had brought up to their room.

All too soon Legolas came with a keening cry that echoed off their bedroom walls and panted heavily. Haldir smiled around the softening flesh, licking away the drops of Leoglas’ release that had escaped his swallowing mouth. After placing the candle back onto the tray, Haldir took the tray and carried it off to the a small table at the other end of the room and covered it up with a piece of cloth, just in case. Legolas still lay motionless and limp on the bed and tried to find his bh. Fh. Feeling well rested and somewhat in a cheeky mood Haldir pounced on the bed and tickled his husband’s sides mercilessly.

“Argh..,” Legolas shrieked and tried to pull away. But he never had a chance. To his luck and Haldir’s dismay a loud knock from the door put an end to the silly game and Haldir quickly grabbed their blanket to cover them up, before he called out “Enter!”

A low clearing of the throat announced the wizard Gandalf, who smiled knowingly as he entered the room and looked at their tousled state. “I came to ask you to accompany me to our two patients. I thought you might like to see them, now that they have woken and are on the mend.”
Legolas beamed happily at Gandalf and immediately moved as quickly as it was possible for him out of the bed and over to the wardrobe to find himself some robes and leggings.

Gandalf raised an eyebrow as he observed the naked body of the young elf. It had been a while since he last had seen him without clothing and the old wizard was amazed how much he had grown. “It is getting quite heavy, isn’t it.” He asked Legolas, who nodded solemnly.

“I hope it’s over soon.” The blond elf admitted, while he was struggling to get into his clothes. “Elrond says it will only be a few days more now. And though I don’t look forward to the actual birth, I will be glad to get rid of the extra weight. And I can’t wait to have our babies in the arms.” He smiled with a dreamy expression.

t.b.c.