Fun With Elves

A/N: This chapter is a bit longer than the first two. I hope you don’t mind. I wanted a bit of contrasting personalities in this one. Oh, and the disclaimer – I don’t own Legolas or Haldir (damn!) Nor do I own any rights to The Rolling Stones. So there. ;-)

~~Under My Thumb~~

While Haldir soaped her, she gently kissed Legolas until Legolas took the soap. Then she turned to kiss Haldir as Legolas ran the soap over her. She giggled happily – trapped between the two of them, water streaming down their muscular bodies as they continued to lavish her with attention. Certainly, it couldn’t get any better than this! She thought contentedly.

“Out,” Haldir suddenly ordered Legolas. “Put on some music. We don’t want the neighbors calling the police. Again.”

Legolas hopped out of the shower and grabbed a towel then stuck his tongue out at the March Warden. Haldir scowled. The prince was still miffed that he had not made her cry out loud enough for someone to call the police. She laughed at the two of them and her laughter followed the prince into the bedroom.

Eagerly, she turned to Haldir and threw her arms around him kissing his broad wet chest as her hands squeezed his firm bottom.

He sighed and gently tugged on her hair, pulling her away. She frowned.

Haldir chuckled and slapped her lightly on the bottom. “Go help Legolas.”

She obeyed, stepping out of the shower and drying herself off. She could hear Legolas muttering darkly at the CD player and slipped into the bedroom behind him. He was scowling at the device, still stymied by its function as he jabbed at it with one long finger.

She admired the supple strength of his naked form, his wet platinum hair sticking to his back and shoulders. He turned to look at her and she slowly ran a hand over his back causing his skin to quiver. Then she leaned over him to reach the play button, making sure to press her naked breast against his back. He grinned appreciatively at the sensation.

With the touch of a button, Mick Jagger was begging, “let’s spend the night together”. Legolas scooped her up and whirled her around the room as he sang; “now I need you more than ever!”

She threw her head back and laughed at his rendition. Suddenly, Mick was cut off and the two of them stopped mid dance. Haldir was standing next to the CD player flipping through songs. Then he stopped.

Mick now wailed “under my thumb” as Haldir smirked at the two of them.

This caused her to laugh even harder. She could not have chosen a more appropriate song herself for the March Warden.

In a flash, Haldir snatched the back of her head and roughly ripped her from the prince’s grasp, holding her startled face only inches from his.

“Do you find it amusing?” He growled dangerously.

Eyes wide with terror, she nodded, pressing her hands against his shoulders and feeling the hot tension in his hard body.

“Perhaps you think it is a joke?” The March Warden spoke so softly that Legolas strained to hear him. The prince shivered involuntarily.

“I certainly hope not,” she breathed out in quivering voice.

Legolas grinned and shook his head admiringly at her audacity. “Truly a tigress in a kitten’s body.”

Haldir chuckled deeply in satisfaction then jerked his head toward the bed. Legolas grinned broadly and sat down with his back against the headboard and his long legs stretched out in front of him.

Roughly Haldir scooped the girl up and nipped at her neck before tossing her on the bed with the prince. Instantly, Legolas grabbed her and pulled her backwards into his lap. She tried to turn around to face him but he would not let her.

Then she saw what they were up to. Haldir tossed Legolas a padded pair of leather cuffs and the prince grabbed one of her wrists, securing it firmly. She began to struggle against him as he wrapped his legs around her and Haldir secured her other hand. Now that her wrists were securely bound in front of her, Legolas pulled her back between his open thighs.

“Do you want to use the word?” Legolas asked softly in her ear.

“No,” she whispered, watching Haldir with wide eyes as he firmly tied her ankles to Legolas’ with silk scarves. She squirmed nervously between the prince’s lean thighs.

The March Warden grinned evilly then gently raised the girl’s bottom to slip a pillow under her. Legolas wrapped his arms around her like a steel vise – his hard shaft pressing against her back as he began to spread his legs, forcing hers open as well.

A soft whimper escaped her parted lips as Haldir leaned over her, his gray eyes glittering eagerly.

“Now we will tame both the tigress and the kitten,” he purred silkily before plunging his tongue into her mouth.

His large graceful hands ran over her shaking body as he slowly kissed his way down her throat to her breasts. Gently he suckled her as she moaned and pressed herself against Legolas who began kissing her neck, shoulder and back.

Tantalizingly Haldir moved lower on her as she wiggled against Legolas. The prince chuckled softly as he watched the March Warden leisurely kiss her belly then the inside of her parted thighs. She whimpered and tried to pull her legs shut but she could not as Legolas had her well under control.

At the first touch of Haldir’s tongue on her delicate flesh, she gasped and squirmed violently. He grabbed her legs to hold her still then buried his face between her soft thighs. She nearly screamed with bliss as she threw herself back into Legolas, closing her eyes against the exquisite pleasure Haldir was inflicting upon her. His mouth was relentless, demanding and insistent on her and she whimpered helplessly in Legolas’ tight embrace.

She moaned and writhed, leaning her head against the prince’s shoulder for support as Haldir continued to pleasure her vengefully, his tongue and lips never ceasing their probing and gentle sucking. He would make good on his threat to show her true pleasure.

With each flick of his tongue, the March Warden drove her closer to madness. He knew just where to touch her to get his desired response and he took great satisfaction in that. She pleaded with Haldir to slide his hard shaft into her and quench the ache he had stirred deep within her body but he merely smiled as his tongue continued to probe her instead.

Legolas grinned at her feebly clutching fingers, her body straining against him and thrashing with ecstasy as Haldir continued pushing her toward the brink. Tenderly Legolas kissed her neck as he continued to murmur seductively to her, thoroughly enjoying her predicament. Soon he would take his turn with her.

Her heart pounded in her chest and Legolas could actually see it thumping against her skin. Haldir had promised him that they would not do her any permanent damage but it seemed as if she would burst from pleasure as she writhed against him.

“Haldir,” she gasped weakly. “Please don’t torture me anymore.”

The March Warden ignored her plea for mercy. He knew how far he could push her and thoroughly enjoyed taking her right to the brink of orgasm then pulling her back at the last minute. It was a game to him and the longer he prolonged it the harder she would come in the end. He wanted to make her come so hard that she screamed his name and the neighbors called the police again.

“You should have never unlocked that door, little one,” Legolas murmured against her damp neck.

“Yes,” she agreed in a low hiss, throwing her head back against his shoulder again as Haldir sank his tongue deep into her. Her body was on fire with lust and she ached for release.

“Please!” She begged, panting and moaning, hovering on the brink. “Oh, God, Haldir! Please! Please make me come!”

This time he did grant her wish, concentrating all of his attentions to the sensitive bundle of nerves between hers uns until he felt her begin to convulse and twitch as orgasm overtook her.

With a strangled cry, she threw herself against Legolas as the spasms of release flooded her. “Oh, Haldir,” she cried out as her hips slapped against the pillow under her.

The March Warden smiled to himself and drank deeply of her, satisfied that she would not soon forget this night’s pleasure.

Weakly she lay against Legolas who had grown even stiffer as she thrashed and moaned against him. Haldir gently untied their legs and slipped her bound hands over his head.

She clung to him and eagerly thrust her tongue into his mouth, tasting herself there. Haldir moaned softly. He was so hard it was nearly painful but he would not allow himself to enter her yet, no matter how frantically she tried to thrust her hips against him.

Legolas extracted himself from the bed and Haldir slowly slipped her arms back up over his head aook ook Lego pla place behind her. She gave a small cry when Legolas began to tie her ankles to Haldirs legs. Her body was still weak and she felt as if she must certainly die if she had to endure more of that pleasure.

“Just say the word,” Haldir murmured silkily in her ear as he slid his muscular arms around her, holding her bound wrists fast to her body.

She shook her head. “No,” she whispered weakly.

Legolas smiled wickedly and kissed her gently. She sighed, enjoying his sweet kiss. Haldir’s grip became loose around her and then Legolas broke their kiss and raised her hands over her head to expose her breasts completely to him.

Haldir secured her hands behind her head while Legolas tenderly stroked then suckled her breasts. Gently he ran his hands over her, soothing her in the wake of unbridled passion that Haldir had stirred within her. Her body began recover under his gentle caress and he smiled up at her, his head resting between her breasts. She sighed.

He continued to stroke her softly and murmur endearments to her as he kissed lower on her body. Strong hands squeezed her thighs and Haldir shifted his legs farther open, forcing hers apart as well. But she did not struggle. Legolas was gentle where Haldir was demanding - like two sides of a coin.

Gently Legolas’ fingers probed her sensitive folds, preparing the way for his tongue. When he finally did begin sliding his tongue over her it was almost anti-climatic and she sighed deeply in relaxation, leaning against Haldir’s broad chest with a soft moan.

The March Warden nipped and nuzzled her neck, as Legolas increasingly grew more ardent in his attentions to her. She squirmed and let out a low hiss as Legolas took her swollen node between his lips and held it there as his tongue frantically flickered over it.

She laid her head against Haldir’s shoulder and gasped as the prince continued caressing the sensitive bundle of nerves betwher her legs. Roughly, Haldir covered her parted lips with his, jamming his tongue deeply into her mouth and squeezing one of her breasts.

A muffled whimper escaped her. Legolas increased the pressure of his lips and tongue against her pushing her closer to a second climax. He moaned as he felt her swell further between his lips. His own body was quivering with suppressed desire and he eagerly sucked her delicate tissue, needing to feel her come for him.

She wailed blissful agony into Haldir’s mouth as her body began to quiver with building tension. Legolas could feel her body stiffen under his persistent diligence and it only served to spur him on. He knew that soon she would begin to thrash and call out his name.

“Legolas,” she managed to gasp out when Haldir let her up for air.

The sound of her voice and the tension in her body roused the carnal desire in the prince. He shifted uncomfortably as his hard shaft began to ache with need. He wanted her. He wanted in her. He needed to feel her under him.

At the first twitch of her climax, he crawled up her body and thrust himself deeply into her. He moaned helplessly as her contractions squeezed his rod and her hips jerked against him.

“Legolas,” she hissed, thrashing against them both.

The March Warden continued to hold her fast as Legolas desperately drove himself into her, his body begging for release. Haldir gripped both of them with his muscular thighs as they writhed against him.

The prince buried his face in her neck and cried out in pleasure as he felt the first stir of orgasm deep within him. He increased his rhythm then suddenly stopped, frozen for a split second before his body convulsed in ecstasy and he wailed helplessly, holding fast to her body as he came.

Panting and dazed, he leaned his flaxen head on her shoulder trying to recover his senses. Haldir sighed sadly.

“You must learn to make HER beg, my friend,” he chided Legolas gently as he freed her wrists from their bonds.

Immediately, she wrapped her arms around the prince and held him close, thankful that he was just as weak as she.

Legolas merely moaned noncommittally in her neck as Haldir untied his ankles from hers.

Slowly, Legolas withdrew from her and she sat up to let Haldir slide out from behind her. The three of them stood up and walked around the room as they recovered.

Legolas retrieved a towel and proceeded to clean her as Haldir watched. When she had been sufficiently cleaned for his liking, he drew Legolas aside.

“Now watch and learn,” the March Warden instructed as he moved back toward the girl.

She quivered as Haldir closed in on her, his eyes glittering hungrily and his swollen member stiff between his legs. He had denied himself his own pleasure and his body fairly throbbed from sexual tension.

Again, he grabbed her by the back of the head before mashing his mouth against hers and forcing his tongue between her willing lips.

Strong arms encircled her as Haldir walked her to the bed but did not let her lie down. Instead, he turned her in his arms so that her back was to him then he wrapped one hand tightly in her hair, forcing her head back.

He kissed the back of her neck as he slowly leaned her over the bed so that her ass was pressing against his aching shaft. She wiggled dangerously and he jerked on her hair in response. She gasped and immediately stopped moving.

Legolas watched in fascination as Haldir easily controlled her motions by a series of low growls or tugs on her hair. Despite his roughness, she seemed to be enjoying Haldir’s treatment.

The March Warden leisurely slid himself into her from behind, emitting a low purr of satisfaction as her wet heat enveloped him.

“Now you may wiggle and enjoy me,” Haldir whispered in her ear.

She instantly obeyed, pushing her hips against him and moaning with pleasure, his hand still wrapped tightly in her hair.

Haldir knew he had held his own desire in long enough and allowed himself to finally feel the heat, passion and overwhelming need that was smoldering just below the surface of his self-control.

With a growl, he let go of her hair and grasped her thighs, pounding himself against her as she cried out with pleasure. Legolas continued marvel at the scene. He could see Haldir pull himself nearly all the way out of her before slamming back into her again as she moaned. He steadily increased the tempo of his thrusts as he urged himself to climax.

The March Warden gave a low hiss and ground his hips roughly against her, feeling the ultimate tingle stirring in his loins. He could have held himself off but he wanted to feel the blissful sensation of release once again.

His tense body quivered as he continued to pump himself into her. He felt the tide welling up in him and moaned happily. Suddenly the waves of orgasm crashed over him, causing him to cry out with pleasure as he spurt his essence into her willing body.
Uncontrollable spasms of bliss wracked him and he groaned deep in his chest.

She moaned as she felt his shaft contract and the warmth flood her. He held fast to her thighs, riding the last waves of pleasure before leaning over her and gently kissing her back.

Slowly, he withdrew his spent member from her and she crawled weakly onto the bed, laying face up. Haldir lay next to her, stroking her still quivering skin as he gently kissed her neck and murmured softly to her. Legolas lay down on her other side and nuzzled her breast affectionately. She wrapped her arms around both of them, completely content and so very happy that she had opened that door.

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