Narcissist

Legolas looked at Orli, passion written on his face, as he took Orli for yet another kiss.

Orli eagerly returned the kiss, still not really believing it was really happening; it was more like a dream come true.

Legolas’ body ached for more, though he didn’t know if he could go further.

Now it was Orli’s turn to surprise Legolas as he gently massaged Leg’ th’ thighs, drawing a soft whimper from the elf.

Legolas was indeed bewildered by the sudden action but was happy it occurred, because now he knew he didn’t have to restrain himself any further.

They broke the kiss again when Legolas pressed Orli down on the couch. His hands were roaming over Orli’s body while he pressed butterfly kisses on every bare place he could find.

Orli gasped softly, yearning for more, and decided to turn the tables. He made a quick move that got him on top and smiled wickedly.

Legolas looked at him, taking off the shirt Orli was wearing and had a smile on his face, scaning over Orli's body with flaming desire shown in his eyes.

Orli looked at him and leaned forward to kiss him again and took off the tight white shirt Legolas had borrowed from him earlier and started kissing and licking Legolas’ chest.

Legolas loved it; this was better then anything he could have imagined. The warmth felt good on his body.

Orli sm and and whispered “Tu goûtes ainsi doux”*

Legolas didn’t understand what he was saying, but it sound immensely lascivious to his ears.

Orli kept lapping but wanted more than that and started working on Legolas’ pants.

Legolas was full of anticipation for what was yet to come and felt his body shiver with inquisitiveness.

Legolas eagerly returned the kiss but then decided it wasn’t fair and turned the tables in one simple motion.

Orli was startled and looked up at Legolas who was now on top of him.

Legolas smiled and unfastened Orli’s pants and slid them off slowly.

Orli gasped when his erection was exposed and shivered as sensitive fingers ran along the shaft.

Legolas loved the effect he had on Orli and started teasing his nipples till they were most sensitive and moved down to Orli’s huge hard-on of Orli
Orli softly moaned when he felt warm velvet lips encircling his erection and moaned “Mon Dieu! Encore! Encore! oui! oui!” **

Legolas still didn’t understand the language but loved the way it sounded; so warm, so passionate. It nearly had him over the edge that very instant but he managed to hold it down. He didn’t know if the words meant something good or bad which made him decide to stop and told Orli, “What did you say, I do not know that language?”

Orli smiled and said with a husky voice, “Please continue, you’re doing great.”

Legolas smiled and gave him a quick kiss before he continued sucking him.

Orli loved it and said, “O please, more…”

Legolas complied to his wishes, going faster with every move.
Orli reached his peak fast under Legolas’ ministrations and emptied himself in the other’s mouth while screaming his name.

Legolas swallowed every single drop and smiled.

They were so caught up with each other that they didn’t open the door when the doorbell rang.

When Orli laid his head to the side he stared right in the face of Viggo, who was staring at them.

Legolas followed Orli’s gaze and saw the man and turned bright red when he saw the man.

Orli looked at Legolas and put on some lingering that reached just below his ass cheeks and turned to look at Viggo and said, “Don’t you know that when people don’t answer the door it means they’re not home?”

Viggo chuckled and said, “Yeah I do but it sounded like someone was killing you so I thought I’d save you, which apparently wasn’t needed.”

Orli smirked and said, “Would you mind stepping out of the room for a sec?”

Viggo nodded and left the room.

Orli and Legolas quickly dressed themselvesand met up with Viggo in the kitchen

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Tu goûtes ainsi doux = you taste so sweet (French)
Mon Dieu! Plus! Plus! oui! oui! = Ooo god! More! More! Yes! Yes!