Sacrifice Myself for You
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Category:
-Multi-Age › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
2,137
Reviews:
38
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Healing? Or just an illusion?
Thank u for your reviews, I hope you'll enjoy this chapter as well.
As always, I want to thank Manon, for Beta-ing my stories.
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Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how i fall
Confusing what is real
“Crawling” – Linkin Park
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Chapter 3: Healing? Or just an illusion?
As they left Elrond sat on the bed to be closer to the Prince and began to whisper to him: “It was never your fault, my love.”
Elrond kept whispering to him, telling him over and over that it wasn’t his fault, until he felt the tiredness creeping up on him. He lay down next to the Prince and soon slipped into reverie, his hand resting on Legolas’ forehead.
While Elrond’s sleep was peaceful, it was not peaceful for the Prince. Memories began to resurface – flashbacks of the past, of how his mother died, of how he lost his mother’s love.
The memories of his father’s face, full of grief, came back to him. How his father’s heart almost broke when Legolas’ mother died. All the memories came back to him, and Legolas began to toss around on the bed, as if he was trying to get away from them, but they wouldn’t leave him alone. He screamed.
Elrond woke as heard the Prince’s scream and began to worry.
Elrond moved closer to the Prince, and kissed Legolas’ forehead. He c fee feel how cold Legolas was. Taking the Prince’s hand, he began to whisper over and over: “You are fine, my love.”
Elrond then began to gently stroke Legolas’ face. “My love for you never dies. Everytime that I see you, I feel my heart and soul screaming for you. But I haven’t found my courage until now. I don’t want to lose you, my love. I will always love you, Greenleaf,” Elrond whispered, his hands moving down Legolas’ body.
Legolas skin was as cold as ice. Elrond got up from the bed and quickly stripped himself of his clothes before getting back into the bed, wrapping his arms and legs around the Prince’s body to try and get him warm.
He gently rubbed Legolas’ skin with his warm hands, being careful not to the touch the wound. A soft moan left the Prince’s lips.
Desire flooded through him as he heard the Prince moan. His hands moved down Legolas’ chest to his stomach, then to the Prince’s half-erect cock. Elrond began to stroke it gently, feeling it grow harder under his hand, and heard another moan from the Prince.
Elrond slipped under the blanket that was covering the two of them, and replaced his hand on the Legolas’ cock with his mouth.
Legolas sighed, and his body seemed to melt under Elrond’s touch, while Elrond’s mouth moved up and down the hard cock.
But the Lord wanted more – he wanted to feel Legolas inside him. He made sure that Legolas’ cock was well covered with saliva and then moved up and guided Legolas’ cock to his entrance. Elrond carefully lowered himself until the Prince’s cock was fully sheathed inside him, and moaned in pleasure as he felt the cock rub over the sensitive bundle of nerves inside him.
Elrond was rocking himself back and forth when he felt eyes staring at him very closely. He knew there was no one else in the room except for Legolas. Then he felt an icy touch that made him shiver slightly, and looked down at the Prince. Legolas was staring at him; his eyes were wide open; blue eyes that were like the sea on a stormy day; eyes that were beginning to fill with passion.
“How do you fare, my love?” Elrond asked him, still moving himself up and down on Legolas’ cock.
“I’m cold… so cold…” Legolas said. Even though Elrond was still trying to warm him by running his hands over the Prince’s body, he continued to shiver.
“Why did you do it? Why did you go out there and fight on your own” Elrond asked. Legolas did not answer him, and the passion slowly faded from his eyes. He turned his head away from the Lord and stared at the wall.
“Legolas?”
Elrond stopped moving as he saw the tears begin to fall from Legolas’ eyes. Carefully he pulled himself away from Legolas; he was beginning to get very worried. ‘Legolas should be getting warmer, but he is still as cold as before,’ he thought, as he covered Legolas with the blanket.
He quickly dressed himself, then he put his hand on Legolas’ forehead; it was still icy under his touch. He didn’t know what was wrong, and he began to panic a little.
The door opened, and Elrond turned to see the twins walking over to him.
“Elladan, Elrohir, help me,” he said to them. He didn’t know what to do; he felt that he lost the power of healing.
“Father, what is wrong?” Elrohir asked, while his twin hugged his father.
“Legolas. He is cold, the skin felt like an ice,” he said to them, and watched as Elladan approached the Prince and touch the Prince’s skin. “I fear for him. He seemed better before, but now I don’t know what’s wrong with him. He should not feel so cold.”
“Father, is there any chance that there is still some poison in Legolas’ body?” Elladan asked his father.
End of chapter 3.
R/R
As always, I want to thank Manon, for Beta-ing my stories.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how i fall
Confusing what is real
“Crawling” – Linkin Park
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Chapter 3: Healing? Or just an illusion?
As they left Elrond sat on the bed to be closer to the Prince and began to whisper to him: “It was never your fault, my love.”
Elrond kept whispering to him, telling him over and over that it wasn’t his fault, until he felt the tiredness creeping up on him. He lay down next to the Prince and soon slipped into reverie, his hand resting on Legolas’ forehead.
While Elrond’s sleep was peaceful, it was not peaceful for the Prince. Memories began to resurface – flashbacks of the past, of how his mother died, of how he lost his mother’s love.
The memories of his father’s face, full of grief, came back to him. How his father’s heart almost broke when Legolas’ mother died. All the memories came back to him, and Legolas began to toss around on the bed, as if he was trying to get away from them, but they wouldn’t leave him alone. He screamed.
Elrond woke as heard the Prince’s scream and began to worry.
Elrond moved closer to the Prince, and kissed Legolas’ forehead. He c fee feel how cold Legolas was. Taking the Prince’s hand, he began to whisper over and over: “You are fine, my love.”
Elrond then began to gently stroke Legolas’ face. “My love for you never dies. Everytime that I see you, I feel my heart and soul screaming for you. But I haven’t found my courage until now. I don’t want to lose you, my love. I will always love you, Greenleaf,” Elrond whispered, his hands moving down Legolas’ body.
Legolas skin was as cold as ice. Elrond got up from the bed and quickly stripped himself of his clothes before getting back into the bed, wrapping his arms and legs around the Prince’s body to try and get him warm.
He gently rubbed Legolas’ skin with his warm hands, being careful not to the touch the wound. A soft moan left the Prince’s lips.
Desire flooded through him as he heard the Prince moan. His hands moved down Legolas’ chest to his stomach, then to the Prince’s half-erect cock. Elrond began to stroke it gently, feeling it grow harder under his hand, and heard another moan from the Prince.
Elrond slipped under the blanket that was covering the two of them, and replaced his hand on the Legolas’ cock with his mouth.
Legolas sighed, and his body seemed to melt under Elrond’s touch, while Elrond’s mouth moved up and down the hard cock.
But the Lord wanted more – he wanted to feel Legolas inside him. He made sure that Legolas’ cock was well covered with saliva and then moved up and guided Legolas’ cock to his entrance. Elrond carefully lowered himself until the Prince’s cock was fully sheathed inside him, and moaned in pleasure as he felt the cock rub over the sensitive bundle of nerves inside him.
Elrond was rocking himself back and forth when he felt eyes staring at him very closely. He knew there was no one else in the room except for Legolas. Then he felt an icy touch that made him shiver slightly, and looked down at the Prince. Legolas was staring at him; his eyes were wide open; blue eyes that were like the sea on a stormy day; eyes that were beginning to fill with passion.
“How do you fare, my love?” Elrond asked him, still moving himself up and down on Legolas’ cock.
“I’m cold… so cold…” Legolas said. Even though Elrond was still trying to warm him by running his hands over the Prince’s body, he continued to shiver.
“Why did you do it? Why did you go out there and fight on your own” Elrond asked. Legolas did not answer him, and the passion slowly faded from his eyes. He turned his head away from the Lord and stared at the wall.
“Legolas?”
Elrond stopped moving as he saw the tears begin to fall from Legolas’ eyes. Carefully he pulled himself away from Legolas; he was beginning to get very worried. ‘Legolas should be getting warmer, but he is still as cold as before,’ he thought, as he covered Legolas with the blanket.
He quickly dressed himself, then he put his hand on Legolas’ forehead; it was still icy under his touch. He didn’t know what was wrong, and he began to panic a little.
The door opened, and Elrond turned to see the twins walking over to him.
“Elladan, Elrohir, help me,” he said to them. He didn’t know what to do; he felt that he lost the power of healing.
“Father, what is wrong?” Elrohir asked, while his twin hugged his father.
“Legolas. He is cold, the skin felt like an ice,” he said to them, and watched as Elladan approached the Prince and touch the Prince’s skin. “I fear for him. He seemed better before, but now I don’t know what’s wrong with him. He should not feel so cold.”
“Father, is there any chance that there is still some poison in Legolas’ body?” Elladan asked his father.
End of chapter 3.
R/R