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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
38
Views:
7,962
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
you wanted to dance, so i asked you to dance
Author: Az (Azmodan76@yahoo.co.uk)
Homepage:p://p://www.nad-no-ennas.net
AN: HURRAY its time for smuteh! I know it has been long awaited J - I blame Duran Duran for any sappiness here *laughs* and of course my rabid plot bunny, as I'm working on a new fic too, but as far as I've gotten now it's smutless, so I had to get it out of my system. Dammit, muses are some goddamn teases!
Betaed by Lisbet, she probably also had a crush on Simon Le Bon :P
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: none of these characters are mine, sad but true.
Summary:
Elrond gets a disturbing letter (no, ex-father in laws don't write pretty postcards either).
Theodred finally gets what he wants.
Warnings: humping and tree hugging
Pairings: (over all) Theodred/Legolas, Eomer/Theodred, Elrohir/Dinalu, Elladan/Irmo, & Elrohir/Eomer, Elrond/Glorfindel implied
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Don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it til the morning after
No don't say a prayer fornow.now.
Save it til the morning after
Feel the breeze deep on the inside look down into the well
If you can you'll see the world in all his fire
Take a chance (like all dreamers can't find another way.)
You don't have to dream it all, just live a day.
Pretty looking road I try to hold the rising floods that fill my skin
Don't ask me why I'll keep my promise I'll melt the ice
And you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance
No don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it til the morning after
Duran Duran - save a prayer
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chapter 26 - you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance
(3 months later)
-Rivendell-
Elrond looked at the letter that he had received from Lorien; it carried Celeborn's seal, so he guessed it was something about Elladan. There were also a letter from Glorfindel, and Elrond smiled and tore open the seal on Glorfindel's letter. As he read it he smiled. The warrior would never risk anything by writing a personal letter to him, but Elrond could read between the polite words. The warrior missed him just as much as he missed Glorfindel. As much as he wanted his secret lover home, just as much did he want him to stay in Lorien forever if that was what it took for Elladan to get well.
He picked up Celeborn's letter and opened it; Elrond thought he had braced himself for whatever news was in there, everything but this. Celeborn wrote that they had tried everything, and now even the lady had given up, there was nothing they could do for Elladan. And therefore recommended he should return to Rivendell. He had now totally closed himself into his own dream world, and not even Galadriel could find him.
Elrond felt tears well up in his eyes. What should he do? Was there really no hope for his son? Where had he failed to see the hints? How had it gotten this far? He picked up his quill and wrote back to Celeborn, to send Glorfindel and Elladan home.
__________________________________
-Rohan-
Theodred dragged Legolas along. They had stayed out for too long, and now the thunderstorm was upon them. They had been bathing in the little secret grove by the river, and now they had had to hurry the horses on toward home. Upon their arrival, they handed over the horses to servants and when Theodred yanked Legolas, Legolas pulled back, and with amazing strength ended up dragging Theodred into the garden. The lithe elf pushed the prince up against a large tree. The look he gave the prince made Theodred blush. "Ferret, there is a thunderstorm and." the elf leaned forward and kissed him, "we are soaked..." Theodred murmured against Legolas' lips. If the elf heard him, he didn't show it. He just bit Theodred's lip gently, and the man wrapped his arms around Legolas' neck.
Legolas kissed his way up to Theodred's earlobe. "Theodred," he whispered.
The dark-haired prince had never heard a sweeter word in his life. The sound itself sent jolts down his spine, and a whimper escaped his lips. At one time he had thought he would never hear his name from those lips, but now that he had, it was more intoxicating than he could ever imagine.
Legolas pushed Theodred's tunic up and the man raised his arms so it would come off easily. The rain splashed down on his bare chest, but he didn't mind, instead he started to pull off the elf's tunic as well. To Theodred's surprise Legolas started to unlace his suede pants. They had kissed and gently touched, but this was new, this was... well, it was what he had waited so painfully long for, and had never dared to take the initiative, but the elf was making him very aware that he was ready.
The sight of Legolas kneeling in front of him, removing his pants, made his erection twitch in anticipation. But he reached down and grabbed the elf's arm gently and pulled him to his feet. The slanted blue eyes shone of something he had never seen before in them. Theodred stepped out of his pants and dragged Legolas into a embrace. "I love you," he whispered.
Legolas smiled and returned the endearment he didn't understand with a gentle bite to Theodred's shoulder. The man opened Legolas' pants as well, letting his obvious arousal bob out, and to Theodred's surprise the elf blushed, but Theodred just wrapped his arms around Legolas' waist and rubbed himself against the smooth skin of the elf, as if he were feline.
The little moan that spilled from Legolas' lips were the sweetest music Theodred had heard in his life, and right then and there he decided he would want to hear this sound over and over again until his body could no longer host his soul. Even though the experience here was delightful, the haunting images of Legolas on the day they had found him, when he was examining him in the bonfire's light in the camp that day, kept returning, and Theodred made a decision, as he turned around in Legolas' embrace, grabbing the tree trunk, pushing up against the elf, feeling as his hair stuck to his back.
The elf got the message, and started to kiss Theodred's back, moving down to his buttocks, as if he were determined to wring a moan of delight from his lover. And as he ran a finger over Theodred's guardian muscle he got it. The man trembled and clutched tightly to the tree trunk, arching his back to feel more of his lover.
When he felt the elf's erection brushing against him he pushed back even more, almost losing his grip on the slippery tree. He whimpered at this slow pace. He needed to feel his lover. It seemed like Legolas was a bit confused at the sounds, but in the end decided that they were of passion, not of fear. And he placed himself behind Theodred so he could slide in easily.
This was sweet torment. He had expected it to hurt some when there had been no preparation, but right now it just added to the excitement, and his heart hammered away as if it were trying to make its way out of his ribcage. He felt the elf lean in over him and slide a hand down his arm until they laced their fingers together. Legolas made some little timid thrusts, but Theodred needed to feel more, and he thrust back, trying to set the pace.
Legolas caught on and quickly thrust harder and faster, more self confident than before, and as a result Theodred felt his world spiral dizzyingly down towards the ground. He would be spent way too quickly; this was beyond all fantasies, because this was reality. Legolas' thrusts had pushed Theodred up against the trunk, and with each push he felt his face rub up against the rough surface of the trunk. From far away he heard the elf's voice moan softly and felt their laced fingers tigh
The blood raced through his ears, drowning out all sound as he felt the intense pleasure feelings spread through his body until every nerve was singing. He spent himself while tasting the blood in his mouth from his scratched cheek.
Legolas slowly moved off him, and Theodred turned around, hoping his legs would hold him. His lover almost frightened him when he looked so scared, and Theodred wiped some droplets of blood from his eyebrow. "Don't worry about that, I can always say I fell from the horse," Theodred whispered, but still he leaned into the gentle touch when Legolas started to wipe off the tiny red drops. Theodred leaned in and kissed Legolas greedily, claiming his lover back. "I love you so much," he murmured and let Legolas push him against the trunk once more
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Elrohir had stopped writing, and now was lost in the beauty of the thunderstorm. He was still not sure if it had been the right thing to do. What if Dinalu's heart was closed to him forever?! He shook his head. "Don't be so pathetic, Elrohir," he chided himself . "You did the right thing."
He took a sip of his wine and returned to the task at hand. This letter had to go to Elrond without Theoden getting his hands on it. This was meant for his father's eyes only. He dipped the pen and wrote:
*******************************
Beloved father
I made amazing progress. The mute elf, called Ferret by the residents of Rohan, has now uttered a word. But his memory is disturbing me greatly. He knows Elladan. How and why I do not yet know, but it is dawning on me that this strange elf could very well be the long lost son of King Thranduil, who the world believed dead. But no one ever recovered his body, did they? Father, I am afraid that Elladan did something terribly wrong. I am keeping this knowledge to myself, and I ask that of you as well.
Tell my brother I love him and miss him.
I miss you.
Elrohir
********************************
He put down the pen and blew on the ink until it was dry. He then rolled up the parchment and sealed it. "I'm sorry father, but I had to let you know," he whispered.
Homepage:p://p://www.nad-no-ennas.net
AN: HURRAY its time for smuteh! I know it has been long awaited J - I blame Duran Duran for any sappiness here *laughs* and of course my rabid plot bunny, as I'm working on a new fic too, but as far as I've gotten now it's smutless, so I had to get it out of my system. Dammit, muses are some goddamn teases!
Betaed by Lisbet, she probably also had a crush on Simon Le Bon :P
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: none of these characters are mine, sad but true.
Summary:
Elrond gets a disturbing letter (no, ex-father in laws don't write pretty postcards either).
Theodred finally gets what he wants.
Warnings: humping and tree hugging
Pairings: (over all) Theodred/Legolas, Eomer/Theodred, Elrohir/Dinalu, Elladan/Irmo, & Elrohir/Eomer, Elrond/Glorfindel implied
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Don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it til the morning after
No don't say a prayer fornow.now.
Save it til the morning after
Feel the breeze deep on the inside look down into the well
If you can you'll see the world in all his fire
Take a chance (like all dreamers can't find another way.)
You don't have to dream it all, just live a day.
Pretty looking road I try to hold the rising floods that fill my skin
Don't ask me why I'll keep my promise I'll melt the ice
And you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance
No don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it til the morning after
Duran Duran - save a prayer
__________________________
chapter 26 - you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance
(3 months later)
-Rivendell-
Elrond looked at the letter that he had received from Lorien; it carried Celeborn's seal, so he guessed it was something about Elladan. There were also a letter from Glorfindel, and Elrond smiled and tore open the seal on Glorfindel's letter. As he read it he smiled. The warrior would never risk anything by writing a personal letter to him, but Elrond could read between the polite words. The warrior missed him just as much as he missed Glorfindel. As much as he wanted his secret lover home, just as much did he want him to stay in Lorien forever if that was what it took for Elladan to get well.
He picked up Celeborn's letter and opened it; Elrond thought he had braced himself for whatever news was in there, everything but this. Celeborn wrote that they had tried everything, and now even the lady had given up, there was nothing they could do for Elladan. And therefore recommended he should return to Rivendell. He had now totally closed himself into his own dream world, and not even Galadriel could find him.
Elrond felt tears well up in his eyes. What should he do? Was there really no hope for his son? Where had he failed to see the hints? How had it gotten this far? He picked up his quill and wrote back to Celeborn, to send Glorfindel and Elladan home.
__________________________________
-Rohan-
Theodred dragged Legolas along. They had stayed out for too long, and now the thunderstorm was upon them. They had been bathing in the little secret grove by the river, and now they had had to hurry the horses on toward home. Upon their arrival, they handed over the horses to servants and when Theodred yanked Legolas, Legolas pulled back, and with amazing strength ended up dragging Theodred into the garden. The lithe elf pushed the prince up against a large tree. The look he gave the prince made Theodred blush. "Ferret, there is a thunderstorm and." the elf leaned forward and kissed him, "we are soaked..." Theodred murmured against Legolas' lips. If the elf heard him, he didn't show it. He just bit Theodred's lip gently, and the man wrapped his arms around Legolas' neck.
Legolas kissed his way up to Theodred's earlobe. "Theodred," he whispered.
The dark-haired prince had never heard a sweeter word in his life. The sound itself sent jolts down his spine, and a whimper escaped his lips. At one time he had thought he would never hear his name from those lips, but now that he had, it was more intoxicating than he could ever imagine.
Legolas pushed Theodred's tunic up and the man raised his arms so it would come off easily. The rain splashed down on his bare chest, but he didn't mind, instead he started to pull off the elf's tunic as well. To Theodred's surprise Legolas started to unlace his suede pants. They had kissed and gently touched, but this was new, this was... well, it was what he had waited so painfully long for, and had never dared to take the initiative, but the elf was making him very aware that he was ready.
The sight of Legolas kneeling in front of him, removing his pants, made his erection twitch in anticipation. But he reached down and grabbed the elf's arm gently and pulled him to his feet. The slanted blue eyes shone of something he had never seen before in them. Theodred stepped out of his pants and dragged Legolas into a embrace. "I love you," he whispered.
Legolas smiled and returned the endearment he didn't understand with a gentle bite to Theodred's shoulder. The man opened Legolas' pants as well, letting his obvious arousal bob out, and to Theodred's surprise the elf blushed, but Theodred just wrapped his arms around Legolas' waist and rubbed himself against the smooth skin of the elf, as if he were feline.
The little moan that spilled from Legolas' lips were the sweetest music Theodred had heard in his life, and right then and there he decided he would want to hear this sound over and over again until his body could no longer host his soul. Even though the experience here was delightful, the haunting images of Legolas on the day they had found him, when he was examining him in the bonfire's light in the camp that day, kept returning, and Theodred made a decision, as he turned around in Legolas' embrace, grabbing the tree trunk, pushing up against the elf, feeling as his hair stuck to his back.
The elf got the message, and started to kiss Theodred's back, moving down to his buttocks, as if he were determined to wring a moan of delight from his lover. And as he ran a finger over Theodred's guardian muscle he got it. The man trembled and clutched tightly to the tree trunk, arching his back to feel more of his lover.
When he felt the elf's erection brushing against him he pushed back even more, almost losing his grip on the slippery tree. He whimpered at this slow pace. He needed to feel his lover. It seemed like Legolas was a bit confused at the sounds, but in the end decided that they were of passion, not of fear. And he placed himself behind Theodred so he could slide in easily.
This was sweet torment. He had expected it to hurt some when there had been no preparation, but right now it just added to the excitement, and his heart hammered away as if it were trying to make its way out of his ribcage. He felt the elf lean in over him and slide a hand down his arm until they laced their fingers together. Legolas made some little timid thrusts, but Theodred needed to feel more, and he thrust back, trying to set the pace.
Legolas caught on and quickly thrust harder and faster, more self confident than before, and as a result Theodred felt his world spiral dizzyingly down towards the ground. He would be spent way too quickly; this was beyond all fantasies, because this was reality. Legolas' thrusts had pushed Theodred up against the trunk, and with each push he felt his face rub up against the rough surface of the trunk. From far away he heard the elf's voice moan softly and felt their laced fingers tigh
The blood raced through his ears, drowning out all sound as he felt the intense pleasure feelings spread through his body until every nerve was singing. He spent himself while tasting the blood in his mouth from his scratched cheek.
Legolas slowly moved off him, and Theodred turned around, hoping his legs would hold him. His lover almost frightened him when he looked so scared, and Theodred wiped some droplets of blood from his eyebrow. "Don't worry about that, I can always say I fell from the horse," Theodred whispered, but still he leaned into the gentle touch when Legolas started to wipe off the tiny red drops. Theodred leaned in and kissed Legolas greedily, claiming his lover back. "I love you so much," he murmured and let Legolas push him against the trunk once more
_________________
Elrohir had stopped writing, and now was lost in the beauty of the thunderstorm. He was still not sure if it had been the right thing to do. What if Dinalu's heart was closed to him forever?! He shook his head. "Don't be so pathetic, Elrohir," he chided himself . "You did the right thing."
He took a sip of his wine and returned to the task at hand. This letter had to go to Elrond without Theoden getting his hands on it. This was meant for his father's eyes only. He dipped the pen and wrote:
*******************************
Beloved father
I made amazing progress. The mute elf, called Ferret by the residents of Rohan, has now uttered a word. But his memory is disturbing me greatly. He knows Elladan. How and why I do not yet know, but it is dawning on me that this strange elf could very well be the long lost son of King Thranduil, who the world believed dead. But no one ever recovered his body, did they? Father, I am afraid that Elladan did something terribly wrong. I am keeping this knowledge to myself, and I ask that of you as well.
Tell my brother I love him and miss him.
I miss you.
Elrohir
********************************
He put down the pen and blew on the ink until it was dry. He then rolled up the parchment and sealed it. "I'm sorry father, but I had to let you know," he whispered.
-tbc-