Strange Allies

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A/N: Dear readers, believe me, Mr. Wicked wants the “hawt sex” as much (if not more) than you do. Therefore, once it starts, it’s just gonna keep on going! Hopefully it will be well worth the wait! He assures me it is, anyway!

Naira – well, things had to develop between Annowe and Haldir and Legolas still has to give his consent. She will not give into Haldir if she thinks she will lose Legolas. Gotta admire her loyalty.

Michelle – Sorry – I didn’t really mean to do it that way but . . . Yes, wouldn’t you about give your eye teeth to be in her position? Hehehe! I know I would! And, of course, it just gets more interesting from here! I was surprised how pissed Legolas got but a lot of that had to do with Gandalf’s death, I think. He took it pretty hard, poor guy!

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“Haldir is well aware of my feelings for you, Legolas, and he has agreed to cease his pursuit of me under one condition,” Annowe continued softly.

“And what might THAT be?” The Prince of Mirkwood growled evilly, eyeing the hated March Warden over Annowe’s head.

“You return from you suicide mission to claim her,” Haldir murmured challengingly.

Legolas snorted. “I will return. Mark my words!” He hissed, now more determined than ever to see it through to the end and return safely.

“Very well,” Annowe interrupted him before they could begin fighting again. “That is settled. Now the two of you need to come to grips with whatever has passed between you two and you don’t need me for that,” she finished as she tried to extricate herself from between the two of them.

“No,” Haldir said softly, holding her in place between the two of them. He wanted her here. He needed her to help them both get through this. She was the last link in the chain.

“Don’t go,” said Legolas. “I won’t attack him again.” He did not want to be left alone with Haldir and all the memories of that long ago time.

Annowe looked over her shoulder at Haldir who shook his head then back to Legolas who slid up her body and kissed her gently, trying to convey his regret with his body. She moaned quietly, feeling the desire for Legolas well up in her and struggled to free her hands so she could clutch his body to her.

The two of them writhed and moaned against Haldir who allowed them to make up slightly before he interrupted them.

“While I find this quite interesting and a bit arousing, I would rather discuss the other matter on the table at the moment. Perhaps once it is all sorted out, I may join in the fun as well.” He grinned wickedly.

Annowe laughed outright and Legolas snorted in disbelief.

“You still fear your desire, Legolas,” the March Warden purred knowingly.

“You left me!” Legolas accused hotly, his dark eyes flashing.

“I could not give you what you wanted. I told you that,” Haldir murmured.

“So you left me?” Legolas demanded.

“I left you so you could find someone who was better suited to you,” Haldir said flatly. “I wanted to teach you but you feared your own desires and needs.”

“I was young and foolish. How was I supposed to know? One day you were there and the next day you were gone. All you left was a note,” Legolas sulked.

“Is this true, Haldir?” Annowe questioned, fascinated by this exchange.

Haldir sighed. “Yes, it is true. I believed that I had explained my actions in the note but it would appear that I did not.”

“What did the note say, Legolas?” Annowe asked.

“It said that we could not continue. That I must find someone more suited to my desire,” Legolas admitted.

“So the note was clear, in a manner of speaking. You just did not understand what ‘more suited to your desire’ meant. Am I correct?” Annowe deduced.

“No. I knew what he meant. It didn’t make the pain any less,” Legolas grumbled.

Annowe blinked, unsure of what she should do. This was obviously between the two of them and she felt completely out of place, like she shouldn’t even be hearing this conversation, much less physically stuck between the two of them.

“So, we have Legolas angry with Haldir for leaving him and we have Haldir angry with Legolas for . . .?” She left the question hang in the air.

“Angry with Legolas for leading me on,” Haldir growled.

“I did not,” Legolas began hotly but Annowe cut him off by placing her hand gently over his mouth.

“It is not your turn to speak, young one,” she advised. Legolas bristled but grew silent.

Haldir continued, “He teased and teased yet feared his own desire. I grew tired of his games. I had my own needs to fulfill. He was just using me, never allowing me to fully express my own desires or needs.”

Annowe nodded in understanding. Legolas could inadvertently drive one to near madness by his flirtations. Apparently it had gone much further than mere flirtation with Haldir and when the March Warden realized Legolas did not share the depth of his desire, he extracted himself from the situation. Annowe would have done much the same she realized.

“What we seem to have here is a simple misunderstanding,” she murmured. “It doesn’t seem there was any outright malice on anyone’s part. Haldir wanted one thing and Legolas wanted something else. When neither of you got what you wanted you blamed the other.”

She could feel her words had hit home as the two of them began to relax more against her. The three of them remained silent. The two elves considering her words and Annowe wondering if the two of them would ever come to an agreement on the matter. Perhaps that was too much to ask considering all the hurt that had passed between them over the years. She sighed regretfully.

Gradually, Haldir shifted under her and she could feel that he had become more than slightly aroused. She grunted softly. Apparently he could only concentrate on two things at one time, leaving his body free to express his excitement. Legolas shifted against her so Haldir’s knee was no longer near his pelvis and she felt that he, too, was hard.

Annowe suddenly became very aware of their physical desire. The heat from their supple bodies pressing against hers, the nearly imperceptible sound of their breathing, their erections pressing into her all seemed to hit her at once. She began to quiver involuntarily, her body craving their touch. Hadn’t she once fantasized about such a situation? And here they were – both of them – their sinuous bodies pressing against her, their desire grasping for her. She tried to calm herself but it was no use.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she became more aware of the physical sensations of being between the two of them. She could smell them both and feel their innate strength. Where their skin touched hers, she tingled. She wanted them. Wanted to take their beautiful naked bodies and claim them, wanted to feel their bare skin against hers as they writhed in pleasure. The desire grew in her until she began to physically ache for them.

“Stop it, Haldir,” she hissed at him, certain that he was just trying to torment her one last time.

“It is not I this time, Annowe,” he murmured. “It is Legolas.”

“Stop it, Legolas!” She demanded. “This is neither the time nor the place!”

Legolas blinked in confusion and looked at the two of them. “What have I done?” He asked innocently.

Haldir chuckled. “He does not even know the power he could have over you.”

“And I suppose you do?” Legolas scoffed crossly.

“Stop it, the both of you!” The nymph growled at them. “Stop arguing and stop – THAT! What ever it is, stop it!”

“How can I stop it if I don’t even know what it is I am doing!” Legolas protested.

Haldir threw back his head and laughed so loudly that Annowe was certain someone would discover them.

“Haldir! Be quiet!” She hissed, elbowing him for effect but he ignored her and continued to laugh hysterically at the situation.

Legolas scowled at the both of them sure they were sharing a joke at his expense. “What did I do?” He demanded again.

“Legolas, young one, do you remember how I used to tell you that you made me weak in the knees?” Annowe began gently.

Legolas nodded. Yes, he liked knowing that. Knowing that she grew weak with desire for him. Knowing that she was just as weak for him as he was for her.

“It would seem that you can control it. Somehow. I don’t know how but Haldir does,” she informed him. “That is why I touched him and kissed him – he was showing me how it worked and agreed to show you. He agreed to show you for me.”

Legolas frowned as he digested this information. “What is it?” He wondered.

“It is a mating device of sorts,” Haldir had stopped giggling long enough to join the conversation. “You know how distant and cool the elleths can be at times,” Haldir grinned. “How they seem disinterested at best with mating.”

Legolas nodded ruefully. Yes, he was very aware of that.

“Well, it would seem that we have a certain innate ability to let an elleth know we desire her without using words,” the March Warden continued. “And it would seem that our amorous naiad is much more susceptible to this than a mere elleth is.”

“You can feel when I want you?” Legolas marveled, a grin spreading over his face.

“Oh, yes,” Annowe admitted. “You, Haldir. Both of you together are nearly enough to make me lose my senses. That’s why you must cease thinking about it right now.”

Legolas giggled. “How do you know this?” He looked at Haldir for an explanation.

“Glorfindel,” Haldir smiled. “And I wanted to pass that knowledge along to you.”

A light went on behind Legolas’ eyes and he suddenly understood many of Haldir’s motivations toward him. The March Warden had wanted to teach him, to pass along this knowledge for his benefit! But Legolas had been so frightened and foolish, fearing his own desire as Haldir had deduced. So many things he had believed to be the truth were just illusions – illusions of his own making. He shook his head in wonderment at his own ignorance. Suddenly, Haldir did not seem quite as threatening in this new light.

“Yes,” Haldir purred, seeing the change in the young prince. “You understand now.”

Legolas nodded guiltily, feeling all his anger, resentment and suspicion begin to melt away at this revelation. Haldir had probably mentioned this trick to Annowe who demanded immediate satisfaction for her curiosity. Yes, he could see that. He knew how insatiable her curiosity was. And when she had discovered his secret, she wanted Legolas to know it as well.

He marveled at her audacity. It certainly had to be torturous to Haldir to have her so close, to have her ask to see this trick, to kiss her and touch her only to be denied coupling with her in the end. Not only that but she had insisted that he show this to Legolas so he could be the one to pleasure her!

Legolas felt an overwhelming sense of awe at the two of them. Annowe for using Haldir to get what she wanted and Haldir for agreeing to be used! That was certainly a side to him Legolas never knew existed!

“I want you,” Legolas murmured, desperately kissing Annowe, needing to make up to her, to show her how sorry he was for not believing her. “I want you more than ever.”

She giggled and squirmed between the two of them. “Legolas, this is not the time or the place!”

“Why not?” Haldir answered silkily.

“Haldir!” She said scandalously. “You can’t be serious!”

Legolas smiled at her then raised an eyebrow questioningly at the March Warden.

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