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One Night in Lorien
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,830
Reviews:
3
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.
Chapter Two
Chapter 2
Haldir was the first to stir. He rose to his knees and put his hands on Legolas’ shoulders, pushing the Elf onto his back. He then straddled him, so his cock rested low on Legolas’ chest; Legolas ran a finger down the long shaft, and Haldir’s eyelids fluttered. “Mm,” he moaned, his entire body now covered in gooseflesh. Legolas wrapped his hand around the pinkish length, and began stroking. Haldir leaned back, placing his hands to the ground for support, and let the prince bring him to climax; sweat beaded on his brow. Warm, translucent silver covered the smooth ivory skin of Legolas’ torso as Haldir’s passion erupted. He sat there, panting, staring his new lover in the eyes.
After a moment, Haldir lifted his body just enough so that Legolas could slip from under it. “Turn around and lie on your stomach,” Legolas commanded. Haldir did what he was told, and lay in the cool grass. It felt good against his burning skin. The prince wiped the liquid from his chest, and smeared it onto his own weeping member. What remained on his fingers, he spread around the outside of the tight pink ring between Haldir’s buttocks. Lifting Haldir’s hips, he positioned himself behind the March Warden and slowly penetrated him. Haldir groaned egolegolas came into contact with the sweet spot within his body and he tightened around the shaft that probed him. Legolas pumped furiously into Haldir, using his hips for leverage. When he could feel himself about to come, he reached in front of Haldir and began jerking his cock again. Both Elves cried out in unabashed ecstasy as Legolas’ seed spilt forth into Haldir, and Haldir’s into Legolas’ hand, save for a few drops that landed on the forest floor. They collapsed, both now completely spent, to the ground. “Was that,” panted Legolas, his face reddened by his exertions, “was that what you wanted?”
Haldir lay on his back in the grass, arms casually folded behind his head, chest rising and falling with each breath. He made no response, but stared up at the sky. He had nearly been cloven in two by the Elf that lay next to him, and his body was wracked with glorious pain.
“Haldir? Why don’t you speak? Are you troubled?”
“No, not at all,” he wheezed, “I am trying to catch my breath. Our tryst has taken a lot out of me.”
“Hmm, so my Guardian of the Golden Wood is not as fit as he appears,” teased Legolas. “Does the Lady Galadriel know there is weakness at her borders?”
“Weakness? My dear prince, I shall show you weakness, if that is your wish!” With renewed strength, Haldir rolled Legolas onto his stomach, pinning his arms to his back. “By the time this night is through, it will be you that is weak.”
To be continued. . .
Haldir was the first to stir. He rose to his knees and put his hands on Legolas’ shoulders, pushing the Elf onto his back. He then straddled him, so his cock rested low on Legolas’ chest; Legolas ran a finger down the long shaft, and Haldir’s eyelids fluttered. “Mm,” he moaned, his entire body now covered in gooseflesh. Legolas wrapped his hand around the pinkish length, and began stroking. Haldir leaned back, placing his hands to the ground for support, and let the prince bring him to climax; sweat beaded on his brow. Warm, translucent silver covered the smooth ivory skin of Legolas’ torso as Haldir’s passion erupted. He sat there, panting, staring his new lover in the eyes.
After a moment, Haldir lifted his body just enough so that Legolas could slip from under it. “Turn around and lie on your stomach,” Legolas commanded. Haldir did what he was told, and lay in the cool grass. It felt good against his burning skin. The prince wiped the liquid from his chest, and smeared it onto his own weeping member. What remained on his fingers, he spread around the outside of the tight pink ring between Haldir’s buttocks. Lifting Haldir’s hips, he positioned himself behind the March Warden and slowly penetrated him. Haldir groaned egolegolas came into contact with the sweet spot within his body and he tightened around the shaft that probed him. Legolas pumped furiously into Haldir, using his hips for leverage. When he could feel himself about to come, he reached in front of Haldir and began jerking his cock again. Both Elves cried out in unabashed ecstasy as Legolas’ seed spilt forth into Haldir, and Haldir’s into Legolas’ hand, save for a few drops that landed on the forest floor. They collapsed, both now completely spent, to the ground. “Was that,” panted Legolas, his face reddened by his exertions, “was that what you wanted?”
Haldir lay on his back in the grass, arms casually folded behind his head, chest rising and falling with each breath. He made no response, but stared up at the sky. He had nearly been cloven in two by the Elf that lay next to him, and his body was wracked with glorious pain.
“Haldir? Why don’t you speak? Are you troubled?”
“No, not at all,” he wheezed, “I am trying to catch my breath. Our tryst has taken a lot out of me.”
“Hmm, so my Guardian of the Golden Wood is not as fit as he appears,” teased Legolas. “Does the Lady Galadriel know there is weakness at her borders?”
“Weakness? My dear prince, I shall show you weakness, if that is your wish!” With renewed strength, Haldir rolled Legolas onto his stomach, pinning his arms to his back. “By the time this night is through, it will be you that is weak.”
To be continued. . .