Prey To The Lord
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
31
Views:
4,257
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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 THIRTY ONE
PREY TO THE LORD
BY JOXIE
Title : Prey To The Lord
Author : Joxie
Pairings : Elrond/Legolas Haldir/? Celeborn/Galadriel
Rating : R (may become NC17 in later chapters) AU
Summary : What a difference fifty years make, Haldir meets that difference head on.
Authors Notes : Sequel To As Sparks Fly Upwards
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing And Make No Money From My Writings.
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
Tommorrow the Rivendell party would be heading back home; this last afternoon in Lothlorien they were having a picnic by the river. Family and friends taking the time to savour there last moments together, at least for a while.
During a lull in conversation Aze requested that she might return to Rivendell with her brother. Legolas was under no illusion that it was he, she wanted to visit with.
Thranduil shook his head and replied, “No” very quickly.
“Father” Aze looked beween her parents, “Ada.”
“I said no Aze and that is final” Thranduil’s daughter looked crest fallen.
“But if the Lady Arwen wishes to come to Mirkwood for a prolonged vist, she will be most welcome.” Thranduil waited.
Arwen looked to her own Ada, who gave a small nod, “I gracefully accept your generous invitation King Thranduil.” She smiled and good humour shone from her eyes.
“Good” Thranduil addressed his next comment to Elrond, “I promise your daughter will be safe in my kingdom.”
“My thanks for your reassurance” Elrond responded, “Though I never thought otherwise.”
The next morning the Rivendell party left early with only close family to see them on there way. There close family had grown to include Haldir’s brothers who seemed delighted with there new relatives.
EPILOGUE
Three Years Later
It was early in the morning when Haldir moaned pitifully and it was not for pleasant reasons. A second wave rolled over him and another forlorn moan escaped the elf.
Elemire looked at his lover with alarm, “Haldir” before he could finish the sentence his mate was out of the bed and in their bathing room vomiting.
At a slower pace Elemire followed him. He stood in the doorway and watched Haldir rinse his mouth out, “You can’t be, you have no Mirkwood blood in you…”
Haldir stopped dead in his tracks and stared at Elemire. The Lady has a sense of humour, two become one indeed.
“You would be unique in the whole of Lothlorien” trailed off Elemire not liking the look in Haldir’s eye.
He backed away, something suddenly clicked and he said, “You choose ceremony.”
This was the wrong thing to say, Haldir charged him and Elemire found himself face down on the bed. He grunted as Haldir’s hand collided with his buttocks. By the fourth slap Elemire was panting, Haldir stepped away from him.
Elemire rolled carefully on to his side and addressed his bondmate, “Do you feel better now ?”
Amazingly Haldir realized he did and smiled. Elemire relaxed and a feeling of complete wonder filled him. They were going to have an elfling life was great and best of all he didn’t have to carry it. Poor Haldir !
Two weeks later a letter arrived in Mirkwood.
“Dear Grand Fathers,
You will never guess what Haldir and I found out today…………..”
Slightly hysterical laughter rang out over Mirkwood. Only to be duplicated in Rivendell a few days later!
THE END
Hope you enjoyed PTTL, I'll soon be posting Driftwood the third story in the Sparks universe.
BY JOXIE
Title : Prey To The Lord
Author : Joxie
Pairings : Elrond/Legolas Haldir/? Celeborn/Galadriel
Rating : R (may become NC17 in later chapters) AU
Summary : What a difference fifty years make, Haldir meets that difference head on.
Authors Notes : Sequel To As Sparks Fly Upwards
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing And Make No Money From My Writings.
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
Tommorrow the Rivendell party would be heading back home; this last afternoon in Lothlorien they were having a picnic by the river. Family and friends taking the time to savour there last moments together, at least for a while.
During a lull in conversation Aze requested that she might return to Rivendell with her brother. Legolas was under no illusion that it was he, she wanted to visit with.
Thranduil shook his head and replied, “No” very quickly.
“Father” Aze looked beween her parents, “Ada.”
“I said no Aze and that is final” Thranduil’s daughter looked crest fallen.
“But if the Lady Arwen wishes to come to Mirkwood for a prolonged vist, she will be most welcome.” Thranduil waited.
Arwen looked to her own Ada, who gave a small nod, “I gracefully accept your generous invitation King Thranduil.” She smiled and good humour shone from her eyes.
“Good” Thranduil addressed his next comment to Elrond, “I promise your daughter will be safe in my kingdom.”
“My thanks for your reassurance” Elrond responded, “Though I never thought otherwise.”
The next morning the Rivendell party left early with only close family to see them on there way. There close family had grown to include Haldir’s brothers who seemed delighted with there new relatives.
EPILOGUE
Three Years Later
It was early in the morning when Haldir moaned pitifully and it was not for pleasant reasons. A second wave rolled over him and another forlorn moan escaped the elf.
Elemire looked at his lover with alarm, “Haldir” before he could finish the sentence his mate was out of the bed and in their bathing room vomiting.
At a slower pace Elemire followed him. He stood in the doorway and watched Haldir rinse his mouth out, “You can’t be, you have no Mirkwood blood in you…”
Haldir stopped dead in his tracks and stared at Elemire. The Lady has a sense of humour, two become one indeed.
“You would be unique in the whole of Lothlorien” trailed off Elemire not liking the look in Haldir’s eye.
He backed away, something suddenly clicked and he said, “You choose ceremony.”
This was the wrong thing to say, Haldir charged him and Elemire found himself face down on the bed. He grunted as Haldir’s hand collided with his buttocks. By the fourth slap Elemire was panting, Haldir stepped away from him.
Elemire rolled carefully on to his side and addressed his bondmate, “Do you feel better now ?”
Amazingly Haldir realized he did and smiled. Elemire relaxed and a feeling of complete wonder filled him. They were going to have an elfling life was great and best of all he didn’t have to carry it. Poor Haldir !
Two weeks later a letter arrived in Mirkwood.
“Dear Grand Fathers,
You will never guess what Haldir and I found out today…………..”
Slightly hysterical laughter rang out over Mirkwood. Only to be duplicated in Rivendell a few days later!
THE END
Hope you enjoyed PTTL, I'll soon be posting Driftwood the third story in the Sparks universe.