Three Cherries for Legolas
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
5,591
Reviews:
30
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Chapter 13
Title: Three Cherries for Legolas 13/?
Author: BernsteinNixe
Email: Bernstein_nixe@y...
Website: http://www.tolkiensnaughtyelves.com
List: http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/tolkiens_naughty_elves
Warning: Mpreg, incest
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is done purely for fun; no money made.
Pairing: Legolas/Rúmil Haldir/Orophin
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Rúmil is a bit...different from other male Elves. After 500 years of
hiding
from love he falls for the Prince of Mirkwood. But their union has some
unexpected results...
A/N: Sorry about the ridiculously long delay, but things got very busy with
school towards the end of the semester. But upcoming chapters and stories should
be more frequent =)
Chapter 13
Rumil had always slept naked since he was an Elfling. Consequently, he did not
own anything he could actually wear to bed. His eyes moved to Legolas who was
already lying in bed, comfortable, and waiting for him. He felt too
self-conscious to let Legolas see him naked, and the Prince seemed to understand
for he turned over to face the other direction. Slowly, Rumil began to remove
his clothing, piece by piece, but not before extinguishing the lamp. When he was
fully undressed he crawled quickly into the safety of the covers.
They snuggled up close to enjoy a few minutes of cuddling before they fell
asleep....or so they thought.
"Saes, Haldir, do not torture me any longer!" Orophin cried out, much too loud,
from the next room.
"Hush," Haldir said in a soothing tone. "You do not want to wake our royal
guest, hmm?"
Legolas looked at Rumil him wide-eyed. "That sounded like.... Orophin," he said
in disbelief.
"'Tis a rather new development..."
"Poor Haldir."
"Aye," Rumil laughed, "he is quite exhausted."
"But Haldir may just be the perfect medicine for Phin," Legolas said
thoughtfully. Rumil just shrugged. The Wood Elf then thought that maybe he
should tell Rumil how much Orophin cares for him, but the noises coming from the
next room told him it was not the appropriate time for a serious conversation.
Hearing he soft moans and the rhythmic creaking of a bed, Rumil blushed. His
Elfhood was beginning to stir and he knew that Legolas was aroused as well
because the Prince was lying on his back and the blankets formed a significant
bump in between his legs. Rumil turned an even deeper shade of red and looked
away quickly when Legolas caught him staring.
‘Do not be so shy,” said Legolas as he pulled the pregnant Elf to him, “come to
me.”
They kissed deeply, softly caressing each other until they were both overcome
with passion. Then Legolas lay his lover onto his back and began to savor the
sweetness of his neck. Rumil let his fingers become entangled in his lover’s
silky hair and moaned softly as Legolas’ mouth slowly made its way down his
body.
Rumil became somewhat tense as his lover neared his stomach, but Legolas noticed
this and tried to relax him. “Saes, Meleth-nin,” he said, “I want you to enjoy
this.”
The Guardian wanted to protest at first, unable to understand how Legolas could
possibly want him anything to do with an ugly Elf with a rounded belly. But he
did finally relax as Legolas began to place gentle kiss on his stomach. “You are
so beautiful,” he said. “I love you… both of you.”
Rumil did not answer but looked down at his lover with loving eyes, biting his
lower lip. Then the soft palm of the Prince’s hand began to rub up and down the
underside of his cock as the kisses continued.
He held his breath as his Elfhood was enveloped by the warmth of Legolas’ mouth.
“Aye…” Rumil whispered, over and over, trembling while the Prince’s skilled
tongue brought him near climax.
“Come sit upon me,” said Legolas, as leaned back against the pillows.
By this time Rumil was so overcome with lust he had forgotten all of his
insecurities. All he knew was that he wanted Legolas. Bad.
The ‘Lorien elf paused for a moment as he positioned himself above the Mirkwood
Prince’s cock, not sure of what he wanted to do. But, since he was already
pregnant no more harm could come out of a bit of simple pleasure, right? He
wrapped his hand around the base of the throbbing rod and placed it at the moist
opening just past his sack.
Slowly he lowered himself upon himself upon Legolas’ hot flesh until he was
fully his lover was buried inside him. The Prince’s hands lay softly on his
hips, gently guiding him as he moved at his own pace.
In the next room, Haldir and Orophin were still at it. Although it felt someone
embarrassing, Rumil and Legolas found themselves matching their neighbors’ pace,
being driven further towards the edge by their ecstatic cries.
Soon Rumil’s soft moans began to fill the room, even though he tried to be as
quiet as possible. “Come with me, Meleth-nin,” he whispered.
Legolas could not deny his pregnant lover anything, and he allowed himself to
let go. He began to thrust upwards with gentle but erratic movements, and before
long he had to bite his lip to quiet himself as he spilled himself inside Rumil,
both of them falling over the edge in perfect unison.
Afterwards, they continued to lay in each other arms, Legolas combing through
Rumil’s platinum strands with his fingers. Just as he was about to fall asleep,
the Guardian’s voice woke Legolas.
“’Las?”
“Aye,” the Prince answered. “What is it, my love?”
“I am hungry…”
TBC
Author: BernsteinNixe
Email: Bernstein_nixe@y...
Website: http://www.tolkiensnaughtyelves.com
List: http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/tolkiens_naughty_elves
Warning: Mpreg, incest
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is done purely for fun; no money made.
Pairing: Legolas/Rúmil Haldir/Orophin
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Rúmil is a bit...different from other male Elves. After 500 years of
hiding
from love he falls for the Prince of Mirkwood. But their union has some
unexpected results...
A/N: Sorry about the ridiculously long delay, but things got very busy with
school towards the end of the semester. But upcoming chapters and stories should
be more frequent =)
Chapter 13
Rumil had always slept naked since he was an Elfling. Consequently, he did not
own anything he could actually wear to bed. His eyes moved to Legolas who was
already lying in bed, comfortable, and waiting for him. He felt too
self-conscious to let Legolas see him naked, and the Prince seemed to understand
for he turned over to face the other direction. Slowly, Rumil began to remove
his clothing, piece by piece, but not before extinguishing the lamp. When he was
fully undressed he crawled quickly into the safety of the covers.
They snuggled up close to enjoy a few minutes of cuddling before they fell
asleep....or so they thought.
"Saes, Haldir, do not torture me any longer!" Orophin cried out, much too loud,
from the next room.
"Hush," Haldir said in a soothing tone. "You do not want to wake our royal
guest, hmm?"
Legolas looked at Rumil him wide-eyed. "That sounded like.... Orophin," he said
in disbelief.
"'Tis a rather new development..."
"Poor Haldir."
"Aye," Rumil laughed, "he is quite exhausted."
"But Haldir may just be the perfect medicine for Phin," Legolas said
thoughtfully. Rumil just shrugged. The Wood Elf then thought that maybe he
should tell Rumil how much Orophin cares for him, but the noises coming from the
next room told him it was not the appropriate time for a serious conversation.
Hearing he soft moans and the rhythmic creaking of a bed, Rumil blushed. His
Elfhood was beginning to stir and he knew that Legolas was aroused as well
because the Prince was lying on his back and the blankets formed a significant
bump in between his legs. Rumil turned an even deeper shade of red and looked
away quickly when Legolas caught him staring.
‘Do not be so shy,” said Legolas as he pulled the pregnant Elf to him, “come to
me.”
They kissed deeply, softly caressing each other until they were both overcome
with passion. Then Legolas lay his lover onto his back and began to savor the
sweetness of his neck. Rumil let his fingers become entangled in his lover’s
silky hair and moaned softly as Legolas’ mouth slowly made its way down his
body.
Rumil became somewhat tense as his lover neared his stomach, but Legolas noticed
this and tried to relax him. “Saes, Meleth-nin,” he said, “I want you to enjoy
this.”
The Guardian wanted to protest at first, unable to understand how Legolas could
possibly want him anything to do with an ugly Elf with a rounded belly. But he
did finally relax as Legolas began to place gentle kiss on his stomach. “You are
so beautiful,” he said. “I love you… both of you.”
Rumil did not answer but looked down at his lover with loving eyes, biting his
lower lip. Then the soft palm of the Prince’s hand began to rub up and down the
underside of his cock as the kisses continued.
He held his breath as his Elfhood was enveloped by the warmth of Legolas’ mouth.
“Aye…” Rumil whispered, over and over, trembling while the Prince’s skilled
tongue brought him near climax.
“Come sit upon me,” said Legolas, as leaned back against the pillows.
By this time Rumil was so overcome with lust he had forgotten all of his
insecurities. All he knew was that he wanted Legolas. Bad.
The ‘Lorien elf paused for a moment as he positioned himself above the Mirkwood
Prince’s cock, not sure of what he wanted to do. But, since he was already
pregnant no more harm could come out of a bit of simple pleasure, right? He
wrapped his hand around the base of the throbbing rod and placed it at the moist
opening just past his sack.
Slowly he lowered himself upon himself upon Legolas’ hot flesh until he was
fully his lover was buried inside him. The Prince’s hands lay softly on his
hips, gently guiding him as he moved at his own pace.
In the next room, Haldir and Orophin were still at it. Although it felt someone
embarrassing, Rumil and Legolas found themselves matching their neighbors’ pace,
being driven further towards the edge by their ecstatic cries.
Soon Rumil’s soft moans began to fill the room, even though he tried to be as
quiet as possible. “Come with me, Meleth-nin,” he whispered.
Legolas could not deny his pregnant lover anything, and he allowed himself to
let go. He began to thrust upwards with gentle but erratic movements, and before
long he had to bite his lip to quiet himself as he spilled himself inside Rumil,
both of them falling over the edge in perfect unison.
Afterwards, they continued to lay in each other arms, Legolas combing through
Rumil’s platinum strands with his fingers. Just as he was about to fall asleep,
the Guardian’s voice woke Legolas.
“’Las?”
“Aye,” the Prince answered. “What is it, my love?”
“I am hungry…”
TBC