Between Friends

“Passion makes the world go round. Love just makes it a safer place” - Ice T, The Ice Opinion

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Annowe smoothed Legolas’ wet hair over his shoulders and held him close. She could feel his heart thumping against her and hear his ragged breath in her ear as he recovered from his climax.

Gently she began to kiss his sweaty neck, enjoying the salty taste of him on her lips. He was hers now. There was no going back. Part of her was a bit anxious at the thought but she quickly pushed it from her mind.

With a sigh of contentment, Legolas raised himself up on his elbows and gazed down at her, his eyes the color of the western sea after a storm. Tenderly he kissed her on one eyelid before pressing his lips to hers and sliding his eager tongue between her parted lips.

Neither of them spoke as they continued to lie in each other’s arms, their hands soothing flushed skin and tousled hair as their tongues slowly entwined, enjoying the aftermath of their finally released passion.

Reluctantly, Legolas slid off of Annowe and lay at her side. She turned over to snuggle up to him and he pulled her close, murmuring soft endearments to her as he stroked her hair. Delicately, she kissed his neck and shoulders as her fingers traced lightly down his spine. He shivered involuntarily at her light touch.

“Annowe,” he whispered into her ear, pressing his cheek next to hers. There were so many things he wanted to say to her but it just seemed pointless. How could he express his blissful satisfaction with mere words? He closed his eyes and squeezed her tightly as she moaned softly. Soon he would pleasure her. He would make he know how fulfilling lying with an elf could truly be. He would show her how happy she had made him.

She slid her hand over his shoulder and down his arm, finding his hand and gently covering it with her own. She sighed his name against his chest, breathing deeply of him and wanting him again already. For several long moments they lay there, basking in the warmth of each other until Legolas spoke.

“As much as I wish to lay here with you, I think we should wash off in the river,” he murmured. His desire for her was stirring again but he needed to clean himself before they continued. He stood up then helped her to her feet.

The two of them slid slowly into the cool water. Legolas waded in up to his chest and Annowe stayed close by, fearing he might try another one of his tricks again. He smiled at her. “I won’t do it again,” he promised almost as if he had read her thoughts.

She laughed then plunged into the water and swam off. Her entire body tingled from his touch and she laughed with joy, rolling over and over in the middle of the river in her giddiness.

Propelling herself faster and faster toward the surface, she broke free then turned in the air to splash back down into the water again. Legolas saw her and laughed at her display of happiness.

Suddenly she was in front of him, smiling up at him through the clear water. He beckoned her to stand up and join him. She shook her head. He watched her curiously, wondering why she refused.

She swam slowly around him, admiring his lean body and smiling her appreciation. Legolas turned his head to watch her circle him several times, puzzled by her behavior. He wanted her again. He was growing tight with desire for her but she did not surface.

She reached out her hand to squeeze his firm thigh and he sighed, closing his eyes in pleasure. Almost immediately his eyes snapped open and he gasped in surprise as he felt her take his hardening shaft into her mouth. He moaned and took an involuntary step back but she quickly wrapped her arms around his thighs and held him fast.

“Annowe,” he moaned, grasping at her floating hair. He should be pleasuring her! Deeper she took him into her mouth, gently sucking down his quickly hardening shaft and he cried out softly, unable to move as his body throbbed with desire. Weakly, he reached out to grab her but he could not touch her. She was having her way with him and he could not deny her. He let out a feral whine and squirmed helplessly as she increased the pressure on his aching shaft.

His breath came in shallow gasps as she continued to alternately suck on him then circle her tongue around the rim of his throbbing member. Moaning, he closed his eyes and let his arms float free in the water. She was taking him higher and higher, driving his aching body toward madness but he did not care. She could have him as many times as she desired in any manner she wanted. Madness was a blissful release for him and he craved it with her.

He slapped his open palm gently against the water, wanting to hold her, needing to feel her warm body pressing against his. Feeling nothing but her mouth on him was odd yet quite erotic and he squirmed with pleasure, his fingers feebly clutching for her and finding nothing but the cool water in their grasp.

Moaning and shaking, he wrapped his arms around himself as he felt the first tremors of release begin to race through his throbbing body. He had to hold on to something or he would be ripped apart by the coming explosion of ecstasy. His knees grew weak and he thought he would collapse as the lightening bolt of pleasure ripped though him, convulsing his form as his hot liquid spurted forth.

Throwing back his head, he squeezed his eyes closed as his body was wracked with pleasure. He cried out in bliss but there was no one to hear him. Then he did collapse, allowing the water to wash over him as his body continued to shudder and twitch with orgasm.

Suddenly, Annowe was next to him and he opened his eyes as her arms encircled him. Frantically, he kissed her, remembering to breathe out his nose and in through his mouth as he squeezed her tightly. His body was weak from his climax and he feared he would not be able to stand on his own.

Slowly she moved them closer to the shore and he could feel the water becoming more shallow as they neared the bank. They both stood up and he crushed her small body to his, moaning her name as he smothered her with kisses.

“Why?” He breathed between kisses to her neck and throat. “Why did you not let me pleasure you?” Legolas demanded softly.

“I was being pleasured,” Annowe answered in a puzzled tone. Just having him with her, all pretense cast aside, was more pleasing that she had ever imagined. He wanted her. He had desired her and he had taken her. What more could she want?

He held her face in his hands and gazed deeply into her eyes as if trying to read her thoughts. Her face was completely guileless and she looked up at him curiously.

“I will pleasure you, Annowe,” he vowed. “I will pleasure you like you never dreamed possible. You will beg me for mercy but I will show you none for you have shown me none.”

Annowe blinked in confusion at his speech. “You sound like you’re declaring war on me,” she raised a questioning eyebrow to him.

He sighed and wrapped his arms around her, resting his cheek on her head. “Not war. There will be war soon enough. I am damning it all to Mordor and I will pleasure you like I have always desired. That is what I am declaring.”

She smiled into his chest. “Oh, young one,” she murmured softly. “I wish to remain here with you forever.”

Legolas squinted toward the sun and sighed dejectedly. “We cannot remain here any longer if we wish to reach Rivendell before nightfall.”

Slowly they broke their embrace and dressed. Annowe could not help but smile as they gathered their things and she quickly reached out and pinched Legolas on the bottom as he bent over to pick up his bow. He jumped then giggled at her. She stuck her tongue out at him and laughed.

The walk was much quicker than Annowe would have liked. Now that they had finally consummated their relationship she wanted to be alone with Legolas for as long as possible.

As they approached Rivendell, Legolas grew quiet. He wondered how he would ever be able to be alone with Annowe again. He was not ready to part from her just yet – especially since he had not gotten the opportunity to pleasure her as completely as he wanted.

Before they breached the tree line, Legolas stopped and turned to her. “I must see you again. Tonight. I want you tonight.”

Annowe grinned broadly and nodded. “I am looking forward to it!”

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