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Adult +
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5
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Chapter4
Title: Used 4/5
Author: Elvengoddess911
Pairing: Legolas Rúmil, Legolas Celeborn
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Elves belong to Tolkien
Summary: Legolas feels bad about taking advantage of Rúmil….
Chapter 4
Sleep did not come easily for Legolas, disturbing thoughtsguinguing his mind. He remembered pounding into that beautiful body, pretending not to notice the sobs. Now it made his stomach turn. Visions of a tear-stained face haunted him whenever he closed his eyes. ‘I had no right to treat Rúmil that way, regardless of his past or whether or not he allowed it.’ He turned onto his side. ‘I cannot lower myself to Celeborn’s level. I must go and apologize to Rúmil tomorrow… though I doubt he’ll want to talk to me.”
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Haldir marched quickly into his brother’s room, and his arms dropped to his sides at seeing the empty bed. He would never be able to find his cloak in the mess that was Rúmil's room. 'I should not have let him borrow it,' he thought. The Marchwarden kneeled down beside a pile on the floor and began to sift through his brother's clothes, some clean...some dirty.He cursed under his breath, angrily throwing a grey tunic to the other side of the room. It was cold oue; he; he would have to settle for wearing his dirty one.
On his way back to his bedroom Haldir saw that Rúmil was home and had fallen asleep on the small sofa, covered by the very cloak he was looking for. He walked over to his younger brother; ready to grab his cloak, when he realized that Rúmil was not sleeping...a tear was slowly trailing down the length of his face.
With an exasperated sigh Haldir sat down next to his brother and pulled the younger Elf into his arms. Rúmil pressed his face against the Marchwarden's chest and began to sob heavily.
"Why do you let them use you thus?" The weeping Elf did not answer, but he didn't need to, Haldir knew the answer. His first lover told him that no one would care for him unless he gave himself to them. Rúmil let this Elf take away his innocence, only to be left the next day. No matter what anyone told him, he only blamed himself, thinking he just wasn't good enough...and so it began.
Rúmil continued to cry and Haldir didn’t know what to say. There was nothing he could say that he had not said before. He decided it would be best to just hold is brother until he stopped shaking, even though he would be late…
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Rúmil looked around the room, squinting. The sunlight coming through the window made his already pounding headache unbearable. He realized he must have fallen asleep on the couch after Haldir left.nocknock came at the door, reminding him what woke him in the first place. He made his way over to open the door.
“I’m not in the mood,” he said, his voice unusually cold as he went to close the door in Legolas’ face; but Legolas held it open.
“Wait, I have come to apologize… about last night.”
‘I will not fall for it… he’s just like the others,’ Rúmil was determined not to allow anyone to use him for sex anymore, “I won’t let you fuck me again…”
“I don’t want to do that… I mean… not unless I got to know you better,” Legolas stammerd. “I just feel bad about hurting you… I wasn’t thinking clearly. I’m sorry.” He waited for a response, but not receiving one, he decided he wasn’t welcome. “I won’t bother you again,” he muttered as he turned to leave.
Rúmil didn’t know how to react. Yes, he was still angry, but none of his former lovers ever took any interest in him afterwards…. and he liked Legolas a lot, fore ree reason. “Wait… would you like to stay for tea? I have to make something for my headache…
Legolas smiled, “Yes, I would.”
The ‘Lorien guard made the both of them some tea: peppermint for Legolas, and a special headache blend for himself. They talked for hours, sharing with each other all the details of their childhoods, their adventures fighting orcs and spiders, and anything else they could think of. fterfter hearing about Rúmil’s first love, Legolas became more forgiving of his promiscuous tendencies. He was even beginning to really like the archer. He was drawn to the way his green eyes twinkled when he spoke of something that excited him. And that laugh…
Since then the two Elves were inseparable. They spent every possible moment together: taking long walks in the woods, challenging each other to archery contests, playing chess, and even cooking together… Most importantly, they had fun doing it all; no sex involved.
Tbc…..
Author: Elvengoddess911
Pairing: Legolas Rúmil, Legolas Celeborn
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Elves belong to Tolkien
Summary: Legolas feels bad about taking advantage of Rúmil….
Chapter 4
Sleep did not come easily for Legolas, disturbing thoughtsguinguing his mind. He remembered pounding into that beautiful body, pretending not to notice the sobs. Now it made his stomach turn. Visions of a tear-stained face haunted him whenever he closed his eyes. ‘I had no right to treat Rúmil that way, regardless of his past or whether or not he allowed it.’ He turned onto his side. ‘I cannot lower myself to Celeborn’s level. I must go and apologize to Rúmil tomorrow… though I doubt he’ll want to talk to me.”
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Haldir marched quickly into his brother’s room, and his arms dropped to his sides at seeing the empty bed. He would never be able to find his cloak in the mess that was Rúmil's room. 'I should not have let him borrow it,' he thought. The Marchwarden kneeled down beside a pile on the floor and began to sift through his brother's clothes, some clean...some dirty.He cursed under his breath, angrily throwing a grey tunic to the other side of the room. It was cold oue; he; he would have to settle for wearing his dirty one.
On his way back to his bedroom Haldir saw that Rúmil was home and had fallen asleep on the small sofa, covered by the very cloak he was looking for. He walked over to his younger brother; ready to grab his cloak, when he realized that Rúmil was not sleeping...a tear was slowly trailing down the length of his face.
With an exasperated sigh Haldir sat down next to his brother and pulled the younger Elf into his arms. Rúmil pressed his face against the Marchwarden's chest and began to sob heavily.
"Why do you let them use you thus?" The weeping Elf did not answer, but he didn't need to, Haldir knew the answer. His first lover told him that no one would care for him unless he gave himself to them. Rúmil let this Elf take away his innocence, only to be left the next day. No matter what anyone told him, he only blamed himself, thinking he just wasn't good enough...and so it began.
Rúmil continued to cry and Haldir didn’t know what to say. There was nothing he could say that he had not said before. He decided it would be best to just hold is brother until he stopped shaking, even though he would be late…
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Rúmil looked around the room, squinting. The sunlight coming through the window made his already pounding headache unbearable. He realized he must have fallen asleep on the couch after Haldir left.nocknock came at the door, reminding him what woke him in the first place. He made his way over to open the door.
“I’m not in the mood,” he said, his voice unusually cold as he went to close the door in Legolas’ face; but Legolas held it open.
“Wait, I have come to apologize… about last night.”
‘I will not fall for it… he’s just like the others,’ Rúmil was determined not to allow anyone to use him for sex anymore, “I won’t let you fuck me again…”
“I don’t want to do that… I mean… not unless I got to know you better,” Legolas stammerd. “I just feel bad about hurting you… I wasn’t thinking clearly. I’m sorry.” He waited for a response, but not receiving one, he decided he wasn’t welcome. “I won’t bother you again,” he muttered as he turned to leave.
Rúmil didn’t know how to react. Yes, he was still angry, but none of his former lovers ever took any interest in him afterwards…. and he liked Legolas a lot, fore ree reason. “Wait… would you like to stay for tea? I have to make something for my headache…
Legolas smiled, “Yes, I would.”
The ‘Lorien guard made the both of them some tea: peppermint for Legolas, and a special headache blend for himself. They talked for hours, sharing with each other all the details of their childhoods, their adventures fighting orcs and spiders, and anything else they could think of. fterfter hearing about Rúmil’s first love, Legolas became more forgiving of his promiscuous tendencies. He was even beginning to really like the archer. He was drawn to the way his green eyes twinkled when he spoke of something that excited him. And that laugh…
Since then the two Elves were inseparable. They spent every possible moment together: taking long walks in the woods, challenging each other to archery contests, playing chess, and even cooking together… Most importantly, they had fun doing it all; no sex involved.
Tbc…..