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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,471
Reviews:
9
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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.
Chapter5
Title: Used 5/5
Author: Elvengoddess911
Website:http://www.tolkiensnaughtyelves.com
Pairing: Legolas Rúmil
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Elves belong to Tolkien
Summary: Rúmil gives Legolas a parting gift….
Chapter 5
Rúmil woke up with his arm around the other elf. He studied every curve of Legolas’ face and body. He would miss it. Just when he had finally found someone who was interested in him, not just in what was between his legs, his love had to leave and face dangers that might take his life…
It was so sweet what they did, the archer thought; to sleep together naked, only cudding… nothing more. The Prince had proven himself. He had earned Rúmil’s trust. Now it was time for a proper goodbye.
The Galadhrim pulled Legolas closer and kissed his forehead, gently waking him. “Good morning,” Rúmil smiled.
Legolas rubbed his eyes. “Why do you wake me so early? We have at least another hour,” the Mirkwood Elf whined.
“An hour we can use for things better than sleeping.”
“What do you…” Legolas’ question was cut off by Rúmil’s lips.
As the kiss deepened, the archer reached in between their body’s to grab Legolas’ erection, which was apparent even before he woke up. The Prince moaned into Rúmil’s mouth.
“I thought you didn’t want this,” he gasped when they stopped for need of air.
“Now I do.” Rúmil took the Legolas’ mouth in another kiss as he rolled him over onto his back.
Legolas looked up at his lover, ‘he is so beautiful.’ A few strands of Rúmil’s golden hair fell onto his face and tickled the Prince’s chest. The rest was messily tucked behind a pointed ear. The guard smiled at the one below him, never having felt such joy in his life. Legolas pulled his head down to kiss him, ‘I do not deserve to be here… not after what I’ve done.’
The Prince groaned as Rúmil led a trail of butterfly kisses down the center of his torso and back up, stopping to tease a nipple. First he lapped at it gently, then he sucked, and then he nibbled. Legolas held on to blonde hair while Rúmil moved to the other nipple.
The eager mouth moved lower; Legolas’ breath shuddered, and he tensed. He wondered what it would feel like… Rúmil was still holding his swollen flesh, though he had stopped pumping it, when he began to massage the Prince’s testicles with his tongue. The cock in his hand twitched; he chuckled softly and proceeded to trace the vein on the underside, from the base all the way to the slit at the tip while slowly inserting a licked finger into Legolas’ tight opening.
Legolas’ watched as his length slowly disappeared into his lover’s mouth. He buried his head into the pillows, biting his lip to keep himself from screaming… from coming. But it didn’t work. To his embarrassment he emptied himself into Rúmil’s mouth before the ‘Lorien Elf had even worked up a rhythm.
Once he had swallowed everything, the archer looked up at the panting Elf, and cocked his head to one side, raising his eyebrows questioningly. Legolas blushed,
“You’re too much.”
Rúmil moved back up to kiss him, letting the Prince to taste his own essence. Legolas wrapped his arms around him and allowed him to devour his mouth. “Would you like to try something I’ve never done before?” the archer asked enthusiastically as he pulled away.
“Ai. Whatever it is, I would love to be the first.”
“Let me take you.”
The Prince’s eyes grew wide in shock. “You mean you’ve never…?” Rúmil shook his head. “Alright, but please, be gentle…”
“I wouldn’t be anything but.” The guard shift slightly to reach for a bottle on the table next to his bed. He uncorked it, po som some onto his palm and coated his stiff member generously. Although never played the dominant role, he’d been in enough sexual situations that he felt no need to be shy. He raised the Prince’s hips slightly, positioning himself at the entrance.
Rúmil brought his lips back down upon Legolas’ and they moaned into each other’s mouths as he began to push passed tight, but relaxed muscles. “Rúmi…,” the Prince whispered when the gentle thrusting began. He was answered by soft peck between his brows. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of his lover pushing in and out of his body. It was so tender, so caring… all he ever wished for.
A whisper.
“I love you,”
“I love you too.”
Silence.
The sound of a squeaking bed, the rhythm of which increased steadily.
Breaths which grew faster and heavier.
A desperate cry.
“Oh, Gods…. Ai!”
A fiery kiss, which brought it all to a blissful end.
************
“I will come back.” Legolas promised, drinking in the rich color of Rúmil’s eyes. Seeing the doubt that was there, he unclasped a chain with a gold leaf pendant, the one he’d worn longer than he can remember, and closed it around the archer’s neck. “I promise.” The lovers kissed one last time, never wanting to let go.
Tears flowed from both of their eyes as they waved to each other over the increasing distance.
“I love you,” Legolas whispered, knowing the one he loved could no longer see or hear it.
The End
The second part of this story, “Abused,” will come sometime in the near future. Thanks for reading and please leave feedback.
Author: Elvengoddess911
Website:http://www.tolkiensnaughtyelves.com
Pairing: Legolas Rúmil
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Elves belong to Tolkien
Summary: Rúmil gives Legolas a parting gift….
Chapter 5
Rúmil woke up with his arm around the other elf. He studied every curve of Legolas’ face and body. He would miss it. Just when he had finally found someone who was interested in him, not just in what was between his legs, his love had to leave and face dangers that might take his life…
It was so sweet what they did, the archer thought; to sleep together naked, only cudding… nothing more. The Prince had proven himself. He had earned Rúmil’s trust. Now it was time for a proper goodbye.
The Galadhrim pulled Legolas closer and kissed his forehead, gently waking him. “Good morning,” Rúmil smiled.
Legolas rubbed his eyes. “Why do you wake me so early? We have at least another hour,” the Mirkwood Elf whined.
“An hour we can use for things better than sleeping.”
“What do you…” Legolas’ question was cut off by Rúmil’s lips.
As the kiss deepened, the archer reached in between their body’s to grab Legolas’ erection, which was apparent even before he woke up. The Prince moaned into Rúmil’s mouth.
“I thought you didn’t want this,” he gasped when they stopped for need of air.
“Now I do.” Rúmil took the Legolas’ mouth in another kiss as he rolled him over onto his back.
Legolas looked up at his lover, ‘he is so beautiful.’ A few strands of Rúmil’s golden hair fell onto his face and tickled the Prince’s chest. The rest was messily tucked behind a pointed ear. The guard smiled at the one below him, never having felt such joy in his life. Legolas pulled his head down to kiss him, ‘I do not deserve to be here… not after what I’ve done.’
The Prince groaned as Rúmil led a trail of butterfly kisses down the center of his torso and back up, stopping to tease a nipple. First he lapped at it gently, then he sucked, and then he nibbled. Legolas held on to blonde hair while Rúmil moved to the other nipple.
The eager mouth moved lower; Legolas’ breath shuddered, and he tensed. He wondered what it would feel like… Rúmil was still holding his swollen flesh, though he had stopped pumping it, when he began to massage the Prince’s testicles with his tongue. The cock in his hand twitched; he chuckled softly and proceeded to trace the vein on the underside, from the base all the way to the slit at the tip while slowly inserting a licked finger into Legolas’ tight opening.
Legolas’ watched as his length slowly disappeared into his lover’s mouth. He buried his head into the pillows, biting his lip to keep himself from screaming… from coming. But it didn’t work. To his embarrassment he emptied himself into Rúmil’s mouth before the ‘Lorien Elf had even worked up a rhythm.
Once he had swallowed everything, the archer looked up at the panting Elf, and cocked his head to one side, raising his eyebrows questioningly. Legolas blushed,
“You’re too much.”
Rúmil moved back up to kiss him, letting the Prince to taste his own essence. Legolas wrapped his arms around him and allowed him to devour his mouth. “Would you like to try something I’ve never done before?” the archer asked enthusiastically as he pulled away.
“Ai. Whatever it is, I would love to be the first.”
“Let me take you.”
The Prince’s eyes grew wide in shock. “You mean you’ve never…?” Rúmil shook his head. “Alright, but please, be gentle…”
“I wouldn’t be anything but.” The guard shift slightly to reach for a bottle on the table next to his bed. He uncorked it, po som some onto his palm and coated his stiff member generously. Although never played the dominant role, he’d been in enough sexual situations that he felt no need to be shy. He raised the Prince’s hips slightly, positioning himself at the entrance.
Rúmil brought his lips back down upon Legolas’ and they moaned into each other’s mouths as he began to push passed tight, but relaxed muscles. “Rúmi…,” the Prince whispered when the gentle thrusting began. He was answered by soft peck between his brows. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of his lover pushing in and out of his body. It was so tender, so caring… all he ever wished for.
A whisper.
“I love you,”
“I love you too.”
Silence.
The sound of a squeaking bed, the rhythm of which increased steadily.
Breaths which grew faster and heavier.
A desperate cry.
“Oh, Gods…. Ai!”
A fiery kiss, which brought it all to a blissful end.
************
“I will come back.” Legolas promised, drinking in the rich color of Rúmil’s eyes. Seeing the doubt that was there, he unclasped a chain with a gold leaf pendant, the one he’d worn longer than he can remember, and closed it around the archer’s neck. “I promise.” The lovers kissed one last time, never wanting to let go.
Tears flowed from both of their eyes as they waved to each other over the increasing distance.
“I love you,” Legolas whispered, knowing the one he loved could no longer see or hear it.
The End
The second part of this story, “Abused,” will come sometime in the near future. Thanks for reading and please leave feedback.