The old ways

Legolas moved his hand to where the dwarf's had just been and smiled. Very softly he began to sing to the unborn child telling it of the beauty of the world, springtime flowers, waterfalls and love and happiness. A dull pain around his heart remained though, missing his husband and his touch. On the other hand he was afraid that Haldir would find out about his pregnancy and about the decision he had to make. Sighing he decided it could wait until the morning, for his mind was already made up. He undressed and slipped beneath the warm covers of his bed. Easily he slipped into the elven dreamscape remembering the warm night in Imladris right after Haldir's and his bonding.
They had sat on the warm and soft blankets spread out on the ground, feeding each other with small pieces of fruits and sweets. Legolas poured them some wine and pushed Haldir onto his back. He took a sip of his wine and bent down to kiss Haldir, who opened his lips in anticipation. Very carefully Legolas let the wine he held in his mouth dribble between Haldir's lips. A few of the deep red drops lingered on those moist and willing lips and Legolas tenderly licked them off. He trailed paths down his lover's throat to the adam's apple, carefully nipping at one of the delicate fastenings of the lush gown with his teeth. Haldir moved his hands to the fastenings but his hands were pushed away by Legolas' chin and with a few nips and tugging with his teeth and tongue the first of the silver clasps was undone. Every time a bit of ivory flesh was laid bare, Legolas took another bit of wine only to carefully spill it onto the flesh. Haldir had to restrain himself from arching off he ground when he felt Legolas tongue lave his skin. He felt his body burning with passion and his erection was becoming painfully hard by now. Legolas had bared Haldir's torso and started at the lacing of his leggings, he smiled to himself when he felt the straining cock beneath the fabric and gave it a few teasing licks. Haldir moaned and threw his head back. Legolas gave a small giggle and rubbed his cheek to Haldir's groin, then again with tiny tugs off his teeth, he undid the lacing at the front of Haldir's leggings enjoying the writhing of his mate. The scent of musk and willing flesh hit him as soon as he parted the cloth with his teeth and Legolas drew it in like a drug. Just the smell of his partner aroused him beyond believe and he had to call on his stamina to restrain himself from charging down onto Haldir's cock like a hawk would on its prey.
Slowly he peeled the soft luxurious cloth off Haldir's legs until his love lay naked before him. Legolas sat on his heels for a few seconds admiring the view, drinking in the sight of ivory flesh against the dark colour of the blanket. Haldir's eyes were ablaze and darkened with lust. His silver hair had spilled around his head like liquid mithril and his muscles shivered faintly in anticipation. Legolas bent down and kissed Haldir's toes, one by one, carrying on to the ankles which he lavished and kissed. He moved slowly upwards caressing the long firm calves and thighs with his mouth and hands, sometimes drawing lazy circles then again kneading the flesh firmly. Haldir grunted with the effort to stay halfway calm, shivers were running up and down his body and he longed for Legolas' skin on his own. He could see his lover and now husband taking another sip of wine, bending over his torso letting the ruby liquid drip into the navel. Haldir suppressed a giggle. It tickled, but in a good way. Legolas looked at the little red pool in the middle of Haldir's body and smiled, then he dipped his tongue and lapped the wine like a cat would drink its water. The last bit of the tasty wine he didn't swallow but move down a little only to let it go again off his mouth, directing it onto Haldir's arousal. This time the proud marchwarden arched slightly off the ground moaning deeply from his throat. "Please, my love. Take me into your mouth. Let me feel that skilled tongue of yours." His pleading was heard and the prince licked slowly and without too much of pressure from the base to the tip of the gorgeous cock before him. He drew the tip into his willing mouth, carefully pushing the foreskin down with his lips, running the tongue along the tender flesh beneath the ridge. His right hand wandered down to the tightly drawn sack, kneading it lightly, rolling it in his hand. Haldir started to push into Legolas mouth needing more friction, wanting to feel the burning sensation of the upcoming orgasm. He knew that Legolas didn't mind him coming now, not needing the actual sexual contact. That would hopefully come later and he blessed the fact that elves had a strong endurance that enabled them to come to completion more than once in a short time. His husband let go off his cock and the skilled tongue moved down to his sack drawing it into the hot mouth, suckling on it while his hands spread his legs wide. Suddenly those wicked hands got a hold under the knees and pushed Haldir's legs up to his chest elevating the hips in a drastic way. His sack was set free drawing itself tightly against the shaft in preparation of a shattering climax.dir\dir's breath was coming in short gasps and his own hands travelled to his neglected member, touching it softly, moving the foreskin up and down. He knew that instant that Legolas was grinning but choose to ignore it. The hot and wet tongue travelled unhurriedly lower until it reached its destination, drawing slow and wet circles around his anus. He could feel the muscles of it spasm in delight and gripped his shaft a little firmer. "Yes, touch yourself. Let me feel you need. Come, show me how much you want my tongue in that tight hole of yours." Legolas whispered seductively. Haldir groaned and gripped his erection more firmly, stroking himself from the tip to the base in long and fast strokes. He felt Legolas' tongue penetrate the tight ring of muscle and shuddered with delight. "More, push it in deeper." Haldir begged and felt the first spasms course through his body. Legolas tightened his grip on Haldir's legs and thrust his tongue in Haldir's entrance with quick sharp movements, pushing a little deeper every time as far as it was possible. He could hear the laboured breathing of his beloved and felt the sudden tension of the muscles as Haldir gave a load roar and spilled his seed across his belly.
Legolas moved up again and watched Haldir as he lay panting, his limbs shivering. He felt strangely satisfied, even though his own arousal was pressing at the inside of his leggings, demanding some attention. He ignored it and continued watching the older elf as he tried to regain some composure. After some minutes Haldir smiled at Legolas and stretched a hand out to him, begging him move down to him. When Legolas complied, Haldir moved him to lay beside him and drew him close in an embrace. They lay close like this, cuddling for a long time until a strange gurgling sounds pulled them out of their reverie. Legolas laughed and blushed a little. "Sorry, I think I have to bribe my stomach a little to keep him quiet." Both elves sat up and satisfied their hunger with bits of meat and bread. Haldir poured them some more wine, grinning mischievously at the Mirkwood prince. "Ah, you want more?" Legolas asked immediately licking his lips lasciviously. "Ay, later my love. I think I will cleanse myself a little. The water does look very inviting, don't you think? And it would give me the opportunity to look at your beautiful body at last, hence you would have to shed your clothes." Haldir laughed and got up to walk over to the pond, to graciously move into the water.