Between Both Horizons
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Category:
-Multi-Age › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
1,343
Reviews:
27
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 Of Sorts
A/N: Thanks to all who are reviewing. That is really appreciated. But I want 12 reviews before I post the next chapter. That would be really nice. And thanks for all the encouragement yet again! Well, here it is, the worst sexual scene in history with a little of shit thrown in. This is getting really hard not to throw words from our time in here...whoah...Anyways here it is!
At the sound of the whispered word, both lovers smiled. They bent very close to the shivering elf. The royals started kissing the trembling Leaf. Estel started with Legolas’ covered stomach and his wife started at his ears. The both gazed at each other and then Arwen moved her body back
“Reveal him to me, lover.” She whispered.
Her nervous husband pulled off the blondes sleeping tunic. They both set to work once more to cover the young elf‘s body with hands and lips. Estel kissed Legolas’ navel and ran his hand up his sides. Arwen worked on the princes ears and her hands caressed his nipples. Legolas was in shock. He watched as they caressed him and he fell in love with their hands for that brief moment. He never wanted them to leave him. Then he thought of the love they had for each other. He shook his head. If the Valar knew I had destroyed their love by my need I would never reach Mandos.
“Noooo!” He pushed them away. “What of your love for each other?! I don’t want to be burned by both of you!” He shrieked bringing his hands to his moist pointed ears. His lithe legs began to tremble as he tried to get off the bed that held the lovers. His legs weak from almost passing into Mandos, collapsed from his weight. As he hit the ground his face scrunched in pain. Arwen was at his side before her King could even see what happened.
“Told you he cannot be saved…” Aragorn sat upon the bed appearing as regal as he could though inside he was terrified. What felt right a moment ago now felt dirty and wrong. Why must I touch him like a lover? He is my best friend…
Evenstar’s face contorted in rage and then cooled. She peered at her husband. “Too bad that a king cannot perform.” She hissed quietly. She wrapped her long white arms around her shaking kin. “Do not fear us, Legolas of Greenleaf. Once you have what you desire you shall never want to go back again.”
Legolas gazed up at her in horror. “You have already saved me, why give me this as well. I cannot take what you want me too.”
She smiled lovingly. “Then I shall take what I want from you, ever since I saw you for the first time in Rivendale.”
Aragorn’s head lowered to see what his wife was doing. She was slowly unlacing his friends leggings. He looked to Legolas. Legolas’s eyes were closed, his mouth lax and his body shaking. He gazed to his wife’s hand. It was inside his leggings and moving. Arwen bent forward and spoke something to his friend that he couldn’t hear but it must have been something arousing because Legolas moaned and his hips started to move.
Legolas was in bliss. Who knew that a hand, of all things, something to draw the string of a bow, to bring a knife to a living beings throat, that could kill, could feel so good. Her hands was caressing him so slowly that he couldn’t stand it. She bent close to his ear and whispered “Come for me, my kin. Moan for me.” He moaned heartily and to his embarrassment he started to thrust his hips into Arwen’s hand. To think the most beautiful female he had ever laid his eyes on was doing this too him.
Arwen smiled as she touched his member. She smiled. Best of both worlds. She thought. Legolas was soft to the touch and hairless. Her husband was rough and hairy. Wondf hef he moans? She bent close to his ear and asked him to moan. He complied. His throaty moan made her shiver. Her husband never moaned like THAT before. She gazed to her husband just as she felt Leaf start to buck. She moved her hand faster and tightened her grip.
Aragorn moaned quietly and watched his wife undo his friend. He watched Legolas’s eyes roll back into his head and then he almost screamed as he arched so far back that Aragorn was sure Legolas’s back was broken. He watched the prince lie on the ground, panting and sweating. He groaned again and gained his wife’s eyes on him. He smiled at her and she looked away as if not interested. She brought her hands out of his friends leggings and sucked off his spent seed. When she was done she lowered her lips and lightly brushed them against his lips and Legolas’s hand came up and clamped around her neck as he crushed his lips to hers and she moaned. Aragorn breathed in heavily in anger. His possession taking over him. She is my wife! He was unimpressed but some how getting harder the longer and more passionate the kiss became. He began to bristle. Then the kiss ended and both elves moaned. Arwen stood and helped her shaking kin to his feet. She wrapped her arm around his waist and assisted him to the bed. When they were close Arwen glared at her mate and he jumped from the bed making his arousal more evident. She sat Legolas down and lied him on his back. Her hands grabbed the sheet and tucked the tuckered elf into the bed. She kissed his forehead.
“I hope to see you like that again soon.” She smiled and gracefully walked from the room, her mate following her rapidly.
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TBC
At the sound of the whispered word, both lovers smiled. They bent very close to the shivering elf. The royals started kissing the trembling Leaf. Estel started with Legolas’ covered stomach and his wife started at his ears. The both gazed at each other and then Arwen moved her body back
“Reveal him to me, lover.” She whispered.
Her nervous husband pulled off the blondes sleeping tunic. They both set to work once more to cover the young elf‘s body with hands and lips. Estel kissed Legolas’ navel and ran his hand up his sides. Arwen worked on the princes ears and her hands caressed his nipples. Legolas was in shock. He watched as they caressed him and he fell in love with their hands for that brief moment. He never wanted them to leave him. Then he thought of the love they had for each other. He shook his head. If the Valar knew I had destroyed their love by my need I would never reach Mandos.
“Noooo!” He pushed them away. “What of your love for each other?! I don’t want to be burned by both of you!” He shrieked bringing his hands to his moist pointed ears. His lithe legs began to tremble as he tried to get off the bed that held the lovers. His legs weak from almost passing into Mandos, collapsed from his weight. As he hit the ground his face scrunched in pain. Arwen was at his side before her King could even see what happened.
“Told you he cannot be saved…” Aragorn sat upon the bed appearing as regal as he could though inside he was terrified. What felt right a moment ago now felt dirty and wrong. Why must I touch him like a lover? He is my best friend…
Evenstar’s face contorted in rage and then cooled. She peered at her husband. “Too bad that a king cannot perform.” She hissed quietly. She wrapped her long white arms around her shaking kin. “Do not fear us, Legolas of Greenleaf. Once you have what you desire you shall never want to go back again.”
Legolas gazed up at her in horror. “You have already saved me, why give me this as well. I cannot take what you want me too.”
She smiled lovingly. “Then I shall take what I want from you, ever since I saw you for the first time in Rivendale.”
Aragorn’s head lowered to see what his wife was doing. She was slowly unlacing his friends leggings. He looked to Legolas. Legolas’s eyes were closed, his mouth lax and his body shaking. He gazed to his wife’s hand. It was inside his leggings and moving. Arwen bent forward and spoke something to his friend that he couldn’t hear but it must have been something arousing because Legolas moaned and his hips started to move.
Legolas was in bliss. Who knew that a hand, of all things, something to draw the string of a bow, to bring a knife to a living beings throat, that could kill, could feel so good. Her hands was caressing him so slowly that he couldn’t stand it. She bent close to his ear and whispered “Come for me, my kin. Moan for me.” He moaned heartily and to his embarrassment he started to thrust his hips into Arwen’s hand. To think the most beautiful female he had ever laid his eyes on was doing this too him.
Arwen smiled as she touched his member. She smiled. Best of both worlds. She thought. Legolas was soft to the touch and hairless. Her husband was rough and hairy. Wondf hef he moans? She bent close to his ear and asked him to moan. He complied. His throaty moan made her shiver. Her husband never moaned like THAT before. She gazed to her husband just as she felt Leaf start to buck. She moved her hand faster and tightened her grip.
Aragorn moaned quietly and watched his wife undo his friend. He watched Legolas’s eyes roll back into his head and then he almost screamed as he arched so far back that Aragorn was sure Legolas’s back was broken. He watched the prince lie on the ground, panting and sweating. He groaned again and gained his wife’s eyes on him. He smiled at her and she looked away as if not interested. She brought her hands out of his friends leggings and sucked off his spent seed. When she was done she lowered her lips and lightly brushed them against his lips and Legolas’s hand came up and clamped around her neck as he crushed his lips to hers and she moaned. Aragorn breathed in heavily in anger. His possession taking over him. She is my wife! He was unimpressed but some how getting harder the longer and more passionate the kiss became. He began to bristle. Then the kiss ended and both elves moaned. Arwen stood and helped her shaking kin to his feet. She wrapped her arm around his waist and assisted him to the bed. When they were close Arwen glared at her mate and he jumped from the bed making his arousal more evident. She sat Legolas down and lied him on his back. Her hands grabbed the sheet and tucked the tuckered elf into the bed. She kissed his forehead.
“I hope to see you like that again soon.” She smiled and gracefully walked from the room, her mate following her rapidly.
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TBC