My Heart
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
2,539
Reviews:
2
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2
Title: My Heart (2/)
Author: Alifa
Pairings: A/L for now maybe more, will see…
Warning: R to Nc-17
Summary: Aragorn and Legolas’s relationship *I suck at summaries*
Disclaimer: If only they were mine but sadly they are not. I am not making any money out of them.
Feedback: Oh YES please, please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Authors Note: This is my FIRST FIC!!!!!!!!!!!!! So please be kind to me, I have not had it betaed cause I currently have no one to go through it for me *still working on that*. Also please note that ` ` signs mean they are far speaking or in simple words they are mind talking with each other. The elvish is both Sindarin and Quenya; I have tried my best with the translations.
Legolas
It was his soul calling out to mine that drew me to him that fateful Laer (spring) day. I had journeyed to Imladris to spend time with the twins, who had come back from hunting orcs as was their wont and had sent me a letter requesting me to join them at their home; having had no duties to attend to and the thought of spending time with my long time friends I had immediately journeyed there accompanied by a few people who had friends and relatives in Imladris. I remember when I first laid eyes on him cradled protectively in Elrohir’s arms and staring at my companions and I with a wide eyed look, for he had never seen woodland elves before “ Legolas” Elrohir said in the common tongue as I came to stand before him “ I would like you to meet a new member of our family, this is our adopted brother Estel”, “ Estel this is our dear friend Prince Legolas of Mirkwood say hello to him” Estel who was currently hiding his face in Elrohir front robes when he saw me approaching them, slowly lifted his head his y day dark hair hiding his face. Smiling I brushed back the hair from his face and when the tips of my fingers lightly grazed his forehead I felt a sharp jolt go through my body and looking down at him he shyly smiled back at me and I knew at that moment that I had finally found the keeper of the other part of my soul and I was happy and scared at the same time for he was mortal and I had fallen in love with him
Ai, Elbereth! I truly tried that spring to distance myself away from him not wanting to come too close to him but each time I saw him I felt myself drawn more and more to him. And Estel himself would not leave me be always seeking my company, but I cannot blame him for how can one blame a two year old child who was following his unconscious instinct, the sound of his soul yearning for its other half. And so I spent my entire time with him playing, singing songs to him and sometimes just holding him and every time he gazed at me and gave me that toothy smile of his I knew in my heart that I had no choice but to walk the path set out before me by fate. He looks at me now with passion filled eyes, lips swollen from our intense kissing, we are both breathing rapidly. I want him, I want him so badly that I feel like I am about to die, I bend my head and slowly lick my way down to his pebbled nipples each adorned with golden rings and from each hang a small golden leaf. They were my gifts to him on his coming of age, proof of the bond we share and testimonies that he is mine and mine alone. `Legolas, ` Estel sobbingly calls out to me as I gently suckle one nipple while slowly rolling the other in my hand ` Legolas Iqista (please) stop, stop teasing me and get on with it`
`My, my, my, aren’t we in a hurry` I reply teasingly. ` Legolas I swear if you do not do something I will aaahhhhh Sweet Elbereth` Estel cries and bucks up as I bend my head to engulf his weeping erection. Steadying his hips with my hands I reply mischievously `Estel I can assure you Elbereth has nothing to do with what I am doing to you right now`, I lick his length from root to tip. He is larger than an elf relaxing my throat muscles I engulf him again taking as much of him as I can, he tastes sweeter than the sweetest ambrosia. He is close I can sense it, but I do not want him to find release in my mouth much as that thought makes my already hard elfhood tighten further. I want to be deep within him when he finds his release. Giving a last loving lick to his tip I take hold of his legs and wrap them around my waist, `are u ready` I breathlessly ask `yes hurry please hurry `he replies while tightening his legs around my waist, pulling me down for a kiss he wraps his hands around my neck. Positioning myself over his puckered entrance I push forward. He is still wet from our earlier love making and as I bury myself into his welcoming heat the bond which has been simmering quietly around us as I teased him flares up and slams into both of us so intensely wrenching loud screams of pleasure from us. As our féas join a bright light emanates from our bodies surrounding us, like a shield. I am no longer in control of our lovemaking instead we are being driving by an intense need and hunger to find completion. Our bodies move together in a perfect rhythm towards that final completion, taking hold of Estels manhood I pump it in rhythm with our movements. Faster and faster our bodies move we are close, so close, but I do not want this feelings of completeness to end; I can feel Estel all around me we are one with no begging or end. Suddenly our bodies stiffen for a second and then we are falling as we both release our seeds onto each other and we are screaming due to the intense pleasure. I collapse into Estels arms our bodies quivering and shaking from the intensity of our orgasm. After a few minutes of rest I slowly draw myself out of him and tuck my head under his chin snuggling up to him, Estel smooths my wayward hair out of my face and runs his fingers soothingly up and down my back. Kissing my head lightly he wraps his arms and legs around me as we both give in to the pull of sleep but before I drift away into reverie he softly whispers to me “Amin mella lle Lass nin” (I love you my leaf) and I answer back “Amin mella lle Elen nin (I love you my star). In the dark of the tent our bodies continue to glow.
Tbc .
Author: Alifa
Pairings: A/L for now maybe more, will see…
Warning: R to Nc-17
Summary: Aragorn and Legolas’s relationship *I suck at summaries*
Disclaimer: If only they were mine but sadly they are not. I am not making any money out of them.
Feedback: Oh YES please, please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Authors Note: This is my FIRST FIC!!!!!!!!!!!!! So please be kind to me, I have not had it betaed cause I currently have no one to go through it for me *still working on that*. Also please note that ` ` signs mean they are far speaking or in simple words they are mind talking with each other. The elvish is both Sindarin and Quenya; I have tried my best with the translations.
Legolas
It was his soul calling out to mine that drew me to him that fateful Laer (spring) day. I had journeyed to Imladris to spend time with the twins, who had come back from hunting orcs as was their wont and had sent me a letter requesting me to join them at their home; having had no duties to attend to and the thought of spending time with my long time friends I had immediately journeyed there accompanied by a few people who had friends and relatives in Imladris. I remember when I first laid eyes on him cradled protectively in Elrohir’s arms and staring at my companions and I with a wide eyed look, for he had never seen woodland elves before “ Legolas” Elrohir said in the common tongue as I came to stand before him “ I would like you to meet a new member of our family, this is our adopted brother Estel”, “ Estel this is our dear friend Prince Legolas of Mirkwood say hello to him” Estel who was currently hiding his face in Elrohir front robes when he saw me approaching them, slowly lifted his head his y day dark hair hiding his face. Smiling I brushed back the hair from his face and when the tips of my fingers lightly grazed his forehead I felt a sharp jolt go through my body and looking down at him he shyly smiled back at me and I knew at that moment that I had finally found the keeper of the other part of my soul and I was happy and scared at the same time for he was mortal and I had fallen in love with him
Ai, Elbereth! I truly tried that spring to distance myself away from him not wanting to come too close to him but each time I saw him I felt myself drawn more and more to him. And Estel himself would not leave me be always seeking my company, but I cannot blame him for how can one blame a two year old child who was following his unconscious instinct, the sound of his soul yearning for its other half. And so I spent my entire time with him playing, singing songs to him and sometimes just holding him and every time he gazed at me and gave me that toothy smile of his I knew in my heart that I had no choice but to walk the path set out before me by fate. He looks at me now with passion filled eyes, lips swollen from our intense kissing, we are both breathing rapidly. I want him, I want him so badly that I feel like I am about to die, I bend my head and slowly lick my way down to his pebbled nipples each adorned with golden rings and from each hang a small golden leaf. They were my gifts to him on his coming of age, proof of the bond we share and testimonies that he is mine and mine alone. `Legolas, ` Estel sobbingly calls out to me as I gently suckle one nipple while slowly rolling the other in my hand ` Legolas Iqista (please) stop, stop teasing me and get on with it`
`My, my, my, aren’t we in a hurry` I reply teasingly. ` Legolas I swear if you do not do something I will aaahhhhh Sweet Elbereth` Estel cries and bucks up as I bend my head to engulf his weeping erection. Steadying his hips with my hands I reply mischievously `Estel I can assure you Elbereth has nothing to do with what I am doing to you right now`, I lick his length from root to tip. He is larger than an elf relaxing my throat muscles I engulf him again taking as much of him as I can, he tastes sweeter than the sweetest ambrosia. He is close I can sense it, but I do not want him to find release in my mouth much as that thought makes my already hard elfhood tighten further. I want to be deep within him when he finds his release. Giving a last loving lick to his tip I take hold of his legs and wrap them around my waist, `are u ready` I breathlessly ask `yes hurry please hurry `he replies while tightening his legs around my waist, pulling me down for a kiss he wraps his hands around my neck. Positioning myself over his puckered entrance I push forward. He is still wet from our earlier love making and as I bury myself into his welcoming heat the bond which has been simmering quietly around us as I teased him flares up and slams into both of us so intensely wrenching loud screams of pleasure from us. As our féas join a bright light emanates from our bodies surrounding us, like a shield. I am no longer in control of our lovemaking instead we are being driving by an intense need and hunger to find completion. Our bodies move together in a perfect rhythm towards that final completion, taking hold of Estels manhood I pump it in rhythm with our movements. Faster and faster our bodies move we are close, so close, but I do not want this feelings of completeness to end; I can feel Estel all around me we are one with no begging or end. Suddenly our bodies stiffen for a second and then we are falling as we both release our seeds onto each other and we are screaming due to the intense pleasure. I collapse into Estels arms our bodies quivering and shaking from the intensity of our orgasm. After a few minutes of rest I slowly draw myself out of him and tuck my head under his chin snuggling up to him, Estel smooths my wayward hair out of my face and runs his fingers soothingly up and down my back. Kissing my head lightly he wraps his arms and legs around me as we both give in to the pull of sleep but before I drift away into reverie he softly whispers to me “Amin mella lle Lass nin” (I love you my leaf) and I answer back “Amin mella lle Elen nin (I love you my star). In the dark of the tent our bodies continue to glow.
Tbc .