Narcissist

Orli watched Legolas as he washed himself and couldn’t believe this was really happening. He watched how the drops of water ran down Legolas’ body, washing the soap away. It really was an erotic sight; the beautiful elf in front of him looked like everything that he, in the past, could only dream of.

Legolas noticed he was being watched and smiled to himself. He had experienced that some people liked to watch him, he knew but always made sure they didn’t see anything, as it was none of their business. But he didn’t mind that Orli did see something, no…not something…everything…it was okay. He knew Orli wouldn’t do anything that would harm him in any way.

Orli smiled and said, “So…I guess you must be hungry, I know I would be, spending so much time hidden. What did you eat?”

Legolas looked up at him, smiling warmly and said, “I ate animals I caught by hunting, and fruits and plants. I learned how to do that and which I could eat in the old world…and yes, I’m pretty hungry.”

Orli smiled and said, “I’ll get you something once we’re finished. I guess you must miss the place.”

Legolas nodded and said, “I do, it’s hard, not knowing anything about this world, not knowing anybody…except for you.”

Orli looked at him, a flush spreading across his cheeks and said, “I will introduce you to some friends of mine.”

Legolas smiled and said, “That would be nice.”

Orli smiled and turned off the shower, stepped out of the cabinet and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and then took another one and held it open for Legolas.

Legolas stepped out of the cabinet and immediately was surrounded by the warmth of the towel.

Orli started to dry him off tenderly, having a hard time to restrain himself from taking the blond-haired beauty right there, his thoughts drifted off images flashing before his eyes of him and Legolas banging hard on the bathroom floor, Legolas begging for more, for release. Orli blinked his eyes and concentrated on drying Legolas off again.

Legolas closed his eyes; the warmth felt good on his skin, he wished it would never end. Unfortunately it did to his disappointment.

Orli smiled and once he had finished drying Legolas off he began drying himself He could feel Legolas’ eyes upon him, watching his every move.

Legolas got shivers; it was getting cold just standing there with nothing on so he was thankful when Orli had finished drying himself off and had asked him to follow.

Orli walked into the bedroom and opened a closet, pulling out a pair of jeans out and grabbing a shirt. He smiled and dressed himself; once he had done so he looked at Legolas and said, “Pick anything you like.”

Legolas looked at the clothing and chose black pants, combined with a tight white shirt, which made his abs come out great.

Orli scanned over Legolas’ body and thought, /He sure looks great, if I could just touch him, show him my love. Perhaps he loves me too. He sure has a great taste in clothes/ He looked at him smiling and said, “You look beautiful.” As soon as he said it he felt he was becoming red. Did he just call him beautiful?!

Legolas blushed and said, “Thank you, so do you,” while thinking /Where did that come from? Why did you say that, he’d never love you anyway, why would he, he could get anyone he wants, so why would he spend his time on me?/

Orli smiled and said, “Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be right back with something to eat.” He walked to the kitchen and started making a big meal; first some spaghetti and then worked on strawberries with cream for dessert.

Legolas had seated himself on the in the living room, which Orli had shown him earlier and he liked it there; it looked cosy, nice warm colours and many plants.

Orli was finished and carried the plates into the living room, which he noticed Legolas was and put the plates on the table that was in front of the couch.

Legolas sniffed it and got even hungrier by the scent of it. It looked delicious and he could hardly wait to taste it.

Orli put some of the spaghetti on an empty plate and handed it to Legolas, but then realized he didn’t know how to eat that soshowshowed him first.

Legolas got the hang of it quickly and was lucky to be a pretty fast learner; he smiled and took a bite lov loved it and when he’d emptied his mouth said, “It’s delicious, what is it called?”

Orli smiled and said, “It’s spaghetti, my favourite, but I will have you taste zucchini as well, but that will come some other time.”

Legolas smiled and nodded. He already starto eao eat again and loved all of it, feeling like he would never be satisfied, lhe che could eat this forever.

Orli chuckled; Legolas’ mouth was coloured completely orange by the spaghetti. It was a funny but cute sight at the same time.

Legolas looked up and said, “What’s wrong?”

Orli took a napkin and cleaned his mouth with a smile.

Legolas saw the napkin and laughed, knowing what it must have looked like.

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