The old ways

He dived and was gone from Legolas sight. The prince chuckled and removed his clothing. It took some time, for there where many layers he had to shed and when he was finished at last he turned to the water with sparkling eyes to look at his love. Shock paled his face when he saw that Haldir had obviously not resurfaced and he ran yelling to the water. “Haldir! Haldir, please where are you?” he jumped head first into the water and immediately scanned the area under water. But Haldir was no where to be seen. Legolas ficalically shot up and broke the water’s surface to get some air and was under water again in no time. Still there was no sign of his husband. Suddenly he was pulled even further down and before he could react a warm and smiling mouth found his in a passionate kiss. Both elves swam up again and Haldir held Legolas firmly in his embrace, for the Mirkwood elf was kicking him shouting at him, what an idiot Haldir was. After some time he relaxed again and joined Haldir’s laughter, tickling or pinching every time it was possible. It didn’t take long until the joyful banter turned into a more heated groping and Haldir had Legolas panting with desire in no time. He pulled Legolas with him a bit closer to the bank of the pond and they settled down, arms and legs entwined. His hands wandered along the creamy soft skin of Legolas, mapping every contour, every strong muscles along his legs, hips and back. He dipped his head nipping at the skin along the long throat, sometimes placing a soft bite on the unblemished flesh. Haldir rubbed himself on Legolas’ hard and strong chest and abdomen, letting his erection press against a well muscled thigh. His hands cradled the skull of his beloved and his teasing mouth moved back up to the slightly parted lips. Their kiss was unhurried and they enjoyed many minutes of tasting and caressing the other with lips, tongue and teeth. While the rest of their bodies matched the languid pace, their hands however were busy stroking, groping and kneading the other’s flesh. Haldir imagined how Legolas strong hands were spreading his buttocks wide, stretching him and slowly pushing his erection into him. It had only happened a very few times and never as forceful as Haldir had wished. Legolas had always preferred the submissive role in their partnership and seemed to be afraid to dominate Haldir. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he usually was made to order others around. As a prince there were servants, maids and others to fulfil duties and wishes for the royal family and Legolas obviously didn’t want the same rules in their private life. So he choose not to dominate Haldir, to show him that they were equals. Haldir decided he would have to make Legolas understand his hidden wishes and desires and that he would never feel wrongly pushed in any way.
Haldir felt his erection swell painfully with the vivid imingsings in his head and he took Legolas’ hands in his and guided them down to his own buttocks. He spread his legs inviting bit bit further, hoping his husband would get the hint. To his pleasure the prince actually started kneading the firm flesh and rub himself against Haldir’s body. The marchwarden reached between their bodies and took Legolas’ arousal into his hand stroking it lightly, while he pressed it between his own legs. His opposite groaned deeply when he felt the tip of his cock touching Haldir’s sack and immediately started pushing carefully against it.
“Yes, come on. Spread me open. Make me yours. I want to feel you moving inside me, stretch me and fill me.” Haldir moaned lustfully into Legolas’ ear. He felt Legolas shiver with his words and press against him a little more forceful. Haldir hoped he w ach achieve his goal and pushed his love a tiny bit more “Can you already feel it, my love. Your hard and hot cock slowly making its way into my body. The tight muscles around it, my body literately sucking you in? Your hands on my hips, my legs spread wide my face flushed and my breath coming in short gasps?” Legolas growled and pushed Haldir off him and down onto the soft grass on the bank of the pond. He ground his hips and arousal down, grinding into Haldir. Legolas blond hair was dishevelled, hanging in his eyes, clinging to his wet lips and his eyes were ablaze. He resumed a similar position to the one he had taken before when he was teasing Haldir on the blanket and pushed Haldir’s legs apart brutally. The hot tip of his member already touched the quivering entrance of Haldir and he gave a few short thrusts, barely putting any pressure in it, only to show Haldir what was to come. Thankfully Haldir’s mind was still with him, because when he looked into Legolas’ eyes, he could see that this one clearly wasn’t able to think straight anymore. So Haldir quickly reached behind him, were he had deposited the scented oil, Galadriel had given him, as a precaution. He uncorked the little vial with his teeth and handed it to Legolas.
Legolas let go of Haldir’s legs, who quickly hooked his knees himself, and poured some of the oil on his fingers. When the bottle was safely sat aside, he regarded Haldir’s position for a moment, taken in the sight of the total abandonment and without warning pushed one oiled finger into the inviting entrance. Haldir closed his eyes in excitement and pushed against the finger. Only seconds later he could feel his hole spread wider when second finger entered loosening the muscles and he could feel additional oil run down his cleft to the ground . This was bliss, this was what he had craved for. Being taken by someone else without warning, without questioning. He barely registered the removal of the fingers, when he felt strong hands gripping his rear cheeks, holding them firmly, spreading them even further, near to the point of pain. A delicious pain. Haldir opened his eyes and drank in the look on Legolas’ face as the blunt tf a f a strong erection touched his quivering opening, breaching it without hesitation. It was then that Haldir threw his head back and a deep groan escaped him. Legolas had watched mesmerised as the tip of his cock touched the puckered flesh, as he slowly pushed forward, the way the skin stretched under the pressure and how his member ground itself into the willing body until it was fully sheathed. He pulled out again seeing his cock glistening with oil and pre-cum. The prince breathed hard at the sight and pushed back in forcefully. He heard Haldir give a small yelp but that couldn’t be helped anymore. All that mattered to him now was this burning sensation of the tight but velvet flesh enclosing him and the coiling of his muscles deep in his stomach. Haldir was panting by now, voicing short elven endearments to his husband, urging him to go even harder and faster. Legolas complied and drove into Haldir with all his strength. All he could hear now, was the slapping of wet and oiled skin. A storm broke loose in his body and he pushed in one more time grunting Hals nas name as he spilled himself deep inside of his beloved. Haldir’s back had been pushed up the bank further with the might with which Legolas had taken him, his body was aflame with passion and when he felt the pulsing of Legolas’ flesh deep inside of him it was enough to push him over the edge as well. He gave a loud shout and his semen covered his abdomen and c. Pa. Panting and exhausted Legolas collapsed on Haldir’s chest, kissing him lovingly. Both slipped carefully into the lukewarm water without pulling apart. Only when they were floating in the water, slowly relaxing, did Legolas pull out of Haldir embracing him firmly.