The Jewel of Mirkwood

Chapter 55

Legolas yawned as he sat on the end of his bed brushing the tangles out of his hair. The horse ride he had taken with Glorfindel had been refreshing and had served to make him tired. It had also served to make him curious. Legolas had done nothing through dinner accept for think about what Glorfindel had said. The more the prince thought about it however the more determined he had become to question his tutor. If that whatwhat it took to get Glorfindel to taste his ears again then he would gladly go through the embarrassment of questioning his tutor. Legolas also knew that it would probably be beneficial for him to know these things and the fact that Filgree had probably taught his brothers Hale and Talion it made it all seem just a little better.

Putting the comb back on the dresser Legolas sat up straight and listened silently as Filgree finished cleaning up tathrathroom after Legolas bath before the elder elf returned to the main talon carrying the two wet robes Legolas had used to dry himself. Patiently Legolas waited as Filgree finished his chores before the elder elf moved to help Legolas into bed. It was then that Legolas decided to ask the question.

“Filgree? What can you tell me about mating?” Legolas watched as Filgree stumbled a little on the rug by the fire before he stopped dead in his tracks in front of Legolas. Fie loe looked a little nervous but to Legolas it didn’t seem like his question had come as a big surprise to the elder elf. Legolas observed his tutor swallow around a lump in his throat before composing himself and sighing heavily.

“I can tell you a fair amount Legolas, what is it you would like to know?” Filgree turned around and moved back to the fire away from Legolas before turning the rocking chair around and pulling it over to where Legolas sat on the bed. Cautiously the elder elf sat down on the cushioned chair having known that this conversation was coming. He had been suspicious of Glorfindel all day and without saying anything the tutor knew that Glorfindel had sparked Legolas intrigue about the topic. The fact that it was long overdue and Filgree had been putting it off for sometime was not the point. It had been easier with Legolas’ brothers. They had been experimenting with themselves and whores since they were old enough but Legolas had never been allowed such a freedoms to explore himself and others in that sort of way. It also went without saying that it was expected of Hale and Talion to marry women but as was clearly visible Legolas preferred his own sex. Then of course was the complexity of Legolas’ potential to bear children and Thranduil’s reluctance to spill the great secret. All of that had put the tutor off discussing this topic before now, but considering the growing relationship with Glorfindel and the prince it was high time it was out in the open.

Legolas was a little shocked at how easily Filgree had faced the question and from the way the tutor had pulled up a chair it was obvious he was willing to talk. Swallowing down his nervousness Legolas thought about what he wanted to know about before reluctantly replying to his tutor.

“How did Haldir get pregnant with me?” Legolas recalled the conversation he’d had with Glorfindel and chose one of the questions the elder elf had posed to him. Although he knew he couldn’t let on that Glorfindel had sparked this, Legolas was determined to make this worthwhile. Filgree nodded at his charge and thought for a moment on how to phrase the words.

“Haldir made love with Thranduil after a feast one night at Mirkwood.” Legolas frowned at his tutor, he knew that information. Gandalf had told him during their talk about what had happened between his Haldir and Thranduil but that was not the answer he thought Glorfindel would want. Filgree watched Legolas’ thoughts clearly wash over his facial expression and sighed at the young elf’s indecision. Perhaps the question and answer method was not the best way to approach the topic.

“But how?” Not knowing what else to say Legolas clutched at the only question he could think of. Filgree chuckled softly and shook his head at Legolas desperation before gently leaning forward and placing a soft hand on Legolas knee.

“Why don’t I tell you a few things about yourself first Legolas and then we will move on from there.” Legolas nodded quickly at his tutor already feeling the red flush of embarrassment flooding his face at the awkwardness he’d just created. Of late he’d been feeling more like a fully-grown elf but in an instant he felt just as much an elfling again than he did before his coming of age.

“Alright.” Legolas’ voice trailed off to nothing as he lookedendeendently to his tutor for guidance. Relaxing back into his rocking chair Filgree took a deep breath and pointed to his own lap.

“The limp sex that hangs between your legs is what defines you as being a man and what makes you different from women.” Legolas could not help but roll his eyes at his tutor. Ever since he’d been a small elf he’d known the difference between men and women of his race. Filgree allowed himself a small smile at Legolas contempt but continued regardless. “Your sex is the item that you will pleasure your partner with when you mate with them.” In the space of only a few seconds Legolas went from rolling his eyes to staring at his tutor wide eyed and in shock. Smiling secretly to himself at getting Legolas attention the tutor continued. “As you know it moves with certain feelings and emotions you experience. Like during the dance at your coming of age feast.” Filgree raised a knowing eyebrow at his young charge who stared at him in horror. Legolas had never been so humiliated in all his life and hastily hung his head in shame his cheeks flaming red in colour. He had thought no one had see it because no one had spoken to him of it yet obviously that wasn’t true and Filgree had seen it so to had everyone else. Filgree sensed the prince’s embarrassment and gently reached out to tip his face back up to meet Filgree’s gaze. “Do not worry Legolas, it has happened to us all at some point in our lives and it gets easier to control the olyou you get although no less embarrassing.” While the reassurance was cold comfort to his own humiliation Legolas nodded quietly at his tutor.

“How do you…….pleasure…..”Legolas trailed off unsure how he’d come to obtain the courage necessary to question his tutor. The question seemed to please Filgree however who smiled and nodded understandingly.

“It goes inside your partner when it is hard.” Legolas looked positively horrified at the very thought and Filgree instantly read the young prince’s mind. “It seems unusual now but when you are with your partner it will make more sense as you discover how such an act takes place. That is something I can not tell you Legolas and you must discover it for yourself because it is private and not discussed with anyone else but the one you love.” Legolas nodded understandingly although a little disappointed having had his intrigue caught and not having it satisfied.

“Can I make love to Glorfindel?” Filgree swallowed hard debating which answer he could take out of the two possible. Either way he knew the outcome would be the same but he at least had to try one. After an extended pause Filgree slowly shook his head.

“No, not yet. You only have sex with people you love.” Legolas frowned slightly put out by his tutor’s answer. Filgree knew what was coming and braced himself

“Why not? I do love him Filgree why can I not make love to him? Besides what about the ladies Hale and Talion brought home with them from the alehouse? Why did father say that they could have sex with them when they did not love them?” Filgree sighed and moved himself quickly to the bed to sit down next to Legolas. Legolas watched cautiously as Filgree reached across him and placed a soft hand on his belly.

”Legolas you are not like your brothers, you are special. You are like Haldir. You can possibly become pregnant with a child if you lie with another man. That is why you must be certain that the person you make love to is the person you want to be bound to for life, the person you want as the father of your child if indeed it happens.” Legolas sighed heavily and lowered his head to stare at the hand resting lightly on his abdomen. Filgree saw the despair in Legolas eyes and gently tucked his other hand around Legolas shoulders drawing the young elf in for a soft hug. “Come Legolas do not cry things are not so terrible.” Filgree felt Legolas wet tears rolling down his cheeks and softly squeezed the prince tighter against him in comfort. “We do not know yet whether it is possible for you to bear children, we will only know when you find your life partner and bind together. It is not all desperate hope either Legolas, there is a potion that Gandalf creates which can prevent you from falling pregnant, then there is also a reversal of roles. You may penetrate your partner freely and there are other ways to pleasure without entering one another.” Legolas stilled his sobs as Filgree gently stroked a hand through his hair in comfort. For a while the pair merely sat in silence Legolas taking comfort from his elder as he thought about everything that just been said.

“Filgree, what happens if Glorfindel is not the one Gandalf spoke to me of? He said I had to bind with my true love or we would all fade? I love Glorfindel I know it, cause it hurts here when I think about him but what if he’s not…..” Legolas pressed his hand against his chest above his heart as he glanced cautiously at his tutor for guidance.

“That is a fear that grips all of us who know who you are Legolas and what your destiny is but I can not tell you the answer to the question you seek. Only you know who your true love is Legolas and only time can provide you with that answer. If Glorfindel is your destined then you will know it when it hits you. If he isn’t so be it the valar will lead you to the one who is eventually. Then it is only a matter of waiting to see what the future holds for us all but do not think about that just concentrate on finding the one you love.” Filgree smiled indulgently down at Legolas who sighed heavily but smiled all the same. “In the mean time you have to be careful. If you wish to have sex with someone outside of a commitment binding then I suggest you talk to Gandalf about getting you some of that potion of his. We do not want accidents Legolas, not when things are as delicate as your situation. I know that most of the Lords would have my head for allowing this, but if you wish to make love to Glorfindel I will allow it on the strict understanding that you take every precaution to protect yourself. I have not watched you suffer 500 years of deprivation for you throw it all away.” Legolas nodded understandingly unable to keep the smile from his face knowing that Filgree approved of the things Legolas was thinking about.

“I do not think I will be making love to him anytime soon though. I am not ready yet and I need to get to know him better first but it is nice to know that all the same.” Filgree relaxed at Legolas’ gentle reassurance. After having seen the display at the picnic earlier that day Filgree had begun panicking that perhaps it was to be done that evening. Legolas smiled at Filgree’s obvious relief as he pushed his tutor back to the comfort of the rocking chair. While they had discussed the most important things there were still a few questions Legolas had for his tutor. “Filgree, when Lord Keeldon held me captive he had these rules and I understood most of them except one.” Legolas watched his tutor turn suddenlriourious having heard Keeldon’s name. Filgree leaned closer to Legolas and placed a comforting hand upon the elf’s knee in silent support. Legolas had never spoken of his ordeal at Keeldon’s house and while they’d had a few snippets into the events through Legolas’ nightmares and fears they had never been openly talked about.

“Yes I’m listening Legolas, just take you time.” Filgree felt the fearful shiver run through Legolas at the very mention of the tyrant Lord, yet Legolas kept his head high and took a steadying breath.

”When he took me to my room that first day, he said that I wasn’t to touch myself at all. He said that I wasn’t to have any self-pleasure and that he was the only one who would grant me a release. What does self- pleasure mean?” Legolas came to the end of his question only to find himself engulfed by Filgree’s arms hugging him tightly as the elder elf sobbed uncontrollably onto his shoulder. Legolas was shocked into silence and merely patted his tutors back in comfort as the elder elf cried himself out. At length Filgree sniffled back the last of his tears and sat up from Legolas after wiping his eyes crudely with the sleave of his robe.

“You do no know how glad I am to have you safe. I did not sleep for weeks until word came back of you safe and well. Keeldon would have done terrible things to you Legolas, had Glorfindel not come and rescued you. I thank the valar for everyday that you awake healthy and safe.” Legolas smiled fondly at his tutor who doted over him for a few moments before sighing heavily and composing himself again after a small apology for his outburst. “Now what was the question again?” Legolas rolled his eyes in mock contempt of his tutor’s attention before re asking his question.

“What does self-pleasure mean?” Filgree smiled as he remembered the question again after Legolas prompt. The tutor was a little confused at Legolas not knowing what the word meant but then again nothing surprised him about Legolas anymore. Legolas waited patiently as Filgree hummed to himself in thought for a moment before picking the idea explanation.

“It means finding sexual gratification or release from yourself.” Legolas raised an sceptical eyebrow in Filgree’s direction, which made the tutor chuckle in laughter.

“That does not make sense? From what you just told me sex is something that happens between two people how can you give yourself sex?” Legolas cocked his head to the side in confusion as he watched his tutor struggle to find a better way of explaining things. So far everything Filgree had said made sense to Legolas up until this point.

“Well sometimes you want to experience the same feelings and emotions associated with the act of sex without actually doing it with someone else.” Legolas nodded, that had been a better explanation but not perfect. Filgree saw the confusion still hidden behind Legolas’ eyes and sighed heavily. Explaining sex to one who hadn’t experienced it yet was like trying to explain walking to a baby.

“Alright so how do you know when you need this self-pleasure thing?” Filgree sighed it was becoming apparent that it would be wise for him to leave Legolas to himself after this particular conversation, which considering how well the night had gone was a pretty good note to end on. Filgree smirked to himself as he stood up and tugged the rocking chair back into its place by the fire.

“You will need it whenever inappropriate things occur while you’re thinking or dreaming about Glorfindel or someone else you like for that matter.” Legolas turned around on the bed as he watched Filgree move over to the side table and pour one goblet of warm milk from the jug that had been sitting by the fire. Obediently Legolas accepted the goblet of milk and held it in his cold hands for a few moments to warm them up.

“Inappropriate things as in what happened at the feast?” Filgree smiled to himself as Legolas began to catch on to what he was talking about. Legolas drank from his milk quickly as he moved out of the way of Filgree folding down his blankets and fluffing his pillows.

“Aye that sort of thing. It is uncomfortable to have a need between your legs and not have it fulfilled, it makes you grumpy and sour.” Legolas drained his milk and climbed in under the blankets to lie on his back in the middle of the bed. Filgree smiled as he pulled the blankets up over Legolas and tucked them in just as the prince liked them. “Or sometimes you may just want to do it for fun.” Legolas smiled strangely up at his elder confused by how finding sexual gratification by yourself could be fun.

“Well how do you do it?” Legolas watched as Filgree began blowing out the candles around the room, tiding up what remained of Legolas things into a pile on the rocking chair to be packed quickly tomorrow morning. Filgree smiled knowingly in the dark as he stepped up to the end of Legolas bed and stared down at the shining green eyes that questioned him from amongst the pillows and blankets. Legolas could only stare at his tutor wondering, if Filgree intended to stay the night in his room after telling him such a thing. After the last incident after his coming of age feast Legolas had often told Filgree to stay in his rooms and sometimes the tutor had stayed on his own. The prince did not have time to consider that thought however as Filgree’s voice came from the bottom of the bed.

“Lie back Legolas, and close your eyes.” Confused slightly Legolas did as he was told and relaxed back into the pillows of the bed.

“Aren’t you going to tell me…….” Filgree cut Legolas off sharply.

“Shhh be quiet and just listen to what I’m telling you to do.” Legolas obediently shut up and closed his eyes as he listened to the steady breathing of Filgree still standing at the end of his bed. “Take your hand and place it palm down on your abdomen underneath your sleeping robe.” In the dim flickering of the fire light Filgree watched as the bed covers shifted around a bit as Legolas obeyed his instructions. When the fidgeting beneath the blanket stopped Filgree continued. “Good, now keep your eyes closed and imagine that you’re back at the stream, lying with Lord Glorfindel.” Filgree paused momentarily between each idea he was planting insuring Legolas had ample time to imagine the scene for himself. “He’s kissing you, soft and gentle just like the first time.” Legolas smiled to himself in the dark at the memories as he heard his tutor continue. “His hands slide through your hair as he shifts his kisses to your neck.” Legolas swallowed hard as he drifted with the sounds of Filgree’s voice the images in his mind becoming more vivid with each description. “He licks your ears, sucks on the tips till your body thrums with the senon. on. He’s staring at you with those stunning blue eyes of his, pinning you to the grass even as he devours your mouth. Feel his tongue entwine with yours, taste him, touch him.” Filgree paused as he heard Legolas breathing heighten dramatically. Smiling to himself Filgree silently grabbed hisak aak and stepped away from the end of the bed. “Your hard Legolas, feel it thick between your legs, pulsing, aching to be touched.” Filgree took another step away from the bed. Legolas was too focused on his throbbing erection to hear Filgree slowly retreating from the room. “Slowly stroke your stomach with your fingers, lightly not hard. Imagine Glorfindel’s hand doing it instead of your own, imagine his soft finger tips stroking your skin.” Filgree again took a step away from the bed pausing as he saw Legolas figure arch up slightly from the bed. “Now slowly slide you hand down to your sex.” Filgree paused as he watched the blanket move a little before Legolas let out a desire filled gasp. “That feels good doesn’t it?” There was a small grunt of reply to Filgree’s question and the elder tutor sighed silently, feeling his own need for a little release. “Stroke it up and down like you’re petting a horse. Feel the vein along the underside and run your fingers down it feeling your girth, your warmth. Imagine it’s Glorfindel’s hand doing it instead, cup yourself in a fist and slide up and down the length. What feels good do it again. Imagine what you want Glorfindel to do and do it to yourself, experiment.” Filgree took another step back towards the tapestry door to the room as Legolas groaned wantonly from the bed. “You can find out the rest for yourself.” Filgrent ent to step out onto the balcony but stopped as he heard Legolas call his name breathlessly.

“Filgree?” Legolas could hardly see the figure of his tutor in the darkness of the room but he knew he must have still been there. Despite himself Legolas took his hand off his erection still breathlessly thinking about Glorfindel and the tension now pooling in his groin. “Can you draw the curtains before you go please?” It was a desperate plea and Filgree smiled despite himself. Moving silenbackback into the darkness Filgree drew the sheer curtains quickly around Legolas bed enclosing the bed in a haze. Before the curtains had even closed Legolas was back to his task and so Filgree silently moved from the room. Pausing in the doorway Filgree glanced back to see Legolas arching up from the bed Glorfindel’s name falling from his lips in desperate gasps.

“Good night little Greenleaf.” With that Filgree left the room to Legolas cries of ecstasy. It would be a long day tomorrow and the prince would be grateful of the goodnights rest he would have after finding his release.

TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

(A/N) And Legolas discovers the wonders of masturbation. *sighs* Oh to have Glorfindel really there.....