Three Cherries for Legolas
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Adult ++
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Chapter 6
Title: Three Cherries for Legolas 6/?
Author: BernsteinNixe
Email: Bernstein_nixe@y...
Website: http://www.tolkiensnaughtyelves.com
List: http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/tolkiens_naughty_elves
Warning: Mpreg, incest
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is done purely for fun; no money made.
Pairing: Legolas/Rúmil Haldir/Orophin
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Rúmil is a bit...different from other male Elves. After 500 years of
hiding
from love he falls for the Prince of Mirkwood. But their union has some
unexpected results...
Notes: In this story, Orophin is the youngest and Haldir is the oldest.
Chapter 6
Soft pleas flowed in the air as Legolas lay a trail of kisses down his lover’s
torso, stopping just short of his target which arched against Rúmil’s belly,
oozing with desire. The Prince took his time admiring the ivory rod, running his
fingers across soft, blonde mesh as he remembered the guardian’s divine taste.
"Saes," Rúmil whispered, hips undulating delicately under Legolas’ touch.
"Is this what you want?" the Wood Elf asked before seducly dly darting out his
tongue to lick a pearlescent drop of fluid from the slit of Rúmil’s cock.
"Aye!" cried the Galadhrim as he fisted the soft sheets.
Legolas grinned wickedly at the reaction and proceeded to swallow Rúmil’s rigid
column all the way to its base, teasing it with his tongue as he moved up and
down the shaft. Meanwhile, the Prince’s sneaky hand sought out Rúmil’s sack,
forcing a guttural groan from the guardian. Suckling Rúmil’s tip, Legolas slowly
moved his massaging fingers downwards until they found a wet spot. He carefully
slipped a single digit into the slick opening, attending to the guardian’s cock
aggressively so as to keep his lover’s attention away from what he was doing.
Rúmil did not appear to have noticed the finger that was now fully sheathed
inside him. When the Galadhrim involuntarily spread his legs wider, Legolas took
it as a signal to insert a second finger. His cock twitched at the feeling of
the tight walls enclosed around his fingers as Rúmil writhed with pleasure. He
wanted to replace those digits with his throbbing flesh, but would Rúmil allow
it? As he found his lover’s sweet spot, Legolas brushed his fingers against it,
sending a wave of pleasure through the guardian’s body.
Rúmil’s eyes flew open as he realized what was happening. He looked at Legolas
with a mixture of surprise, desire, and fear.
"Do you like this?" the Wood Elf asked, breaking the awkward silence. Rúmil gave
a barely noticeable nod. "Would you let me make love to you this way?" This
time, Rúmil was not so quick to respond. Being touched there felt better than he
had ever imagined; but then again he felt insecure having that part of himself
that he had always been ashamed of touched by a lover. "If you do not want to, I
will understand…" said Legolas, afraid that he had frightened the ‘Lorien Elf.
"I would like it," Rúmil finally replied, "but… do you not find it repulsive?"
"Nay, not at all." The Prince gave his lover a reassuring kiss before retracting
his fingers and repositioning himself between Rúmil’s legs. "Are you sure?" he
asked one last time.
"Aye."
Nearly trembling with need, Legolas placed the oozing tip of his cock at Rúmil’s
opening. Slowly he began to push, his eyes never leaving the guardian’s violet
pools as he buried himself to the hilt. The Prince stifled a moan. Rúmil was
much tighter than he had anticipated, and he knew he would nott lot long.
"Oh Gods, Legolas… move," the Galadhrim pleaded quietly, the slight pain
intensifying his need for release. And the Mirkwood Prince responded, rocking
himself in and out of his lover’s slick passage with a slow but steady tempo.
Rúmil’s fingers dug into the silky skin of the Wood Elf’s arms as each
increasingly forceful thrust doubled his pleasure. "Harder…" he begged, despite
his increasing discomfort.
As much as Legolas wanted to please his lover, a few more thrusts were enough to
bring on a sudden, shattering climax. "Melin chen, Rúmi," he whispered, nuzzling
the guardian’s neck after collapsing on top of him. Then he grew silent as he
realized that he had spilled himself inside of Rúmil, and a strange thought
crossed his mind. "You cannot become pregnant, can you?"
Rúmil laughed at the absurd question. "Nay, silly Wood Elf."
Legolas exhaled loudly with relief. It did not take long for him to realize that
the guardian was still hard beneath him. "Oh, sorry," he said, somewhat
embarrassed as he reached between their bodies to stroke his lover’s throbbing
erection.
"You know," started Rúmil shyly, "I am still a virgin in one place."
"Would you like me to take care of that?" Legolas asked with a wicked grin. When
he started a second round of exploring Rúmil’s body with his lips, Legolas was
quickly turned over on his back, twinkling eyes staring down at him.
"I cannot let you have all the fun," said the Galadhrim. He moved to Legolas’
ear, licking the outer edge from lobe to tip and back down. His actions were
unsure at first, but the Prince’s heavy breathing and hissing gave much
encouragement. Rúmil gently tugged Legolas’ lobe with his teeth before bringing
his tongue to the sensitive side of the Wood Elf’s neck.
By the time he was done teasing one swollen nipple and took the other between
his teeth, the guardian had grown quite confident with his own prowess, given
that he had reduced Legolas to the likeness of a squirming Elfling. One hand
caressed his now aching cock while he dipped his tongue into the Prince’s navel.
He glanced, discreetly, to the side— Legolas rod was protruding proudly from his
body.
Still to shy to do more, Rúmil gave the throbbing flesh a teasing lick before
leaving the bed to go search through a small drawer. He came back carrying a jar
of salve, handing it to his lover witgringrin before laying face-down on the
bed.
"Eager, eh?" he teased as he began to coat his finger with the greasy balm.
Rúmil gasped as the digit breached his untouched opening. He could feel the
Prince’s arousal poking the bac his his thigh, and his soft lips kissing his
spine. He reached for his own cock, stroking it to draw his attention away from
the pain as Legolas added a second finger.
The guardian moaned in protest when Legolas pulled out in order to coas
es
erection with the salve. The slender digits were soon replaced with the blunt
tip of his lover’s Elfhood.
The Wood Elf whispered soothing nonsense into Rúmil’s ear as he sheathed
himself, inch by excruciating inch. He waited until the strong body beneath him
stopped trembling before beginning to thrust softly.
Legolas drank in the resounding sounds of sex in the room: Rúmil’s sweet moans,
the smacking of skin, and the squeaking of the mattress. It would be his
undoing, but it did not bother him for he knew that Rúmil would not last much
longer either.
Rúmil cried out with almost every strike the hidden spot inside him. The
sensation of Legolas plundering his rear channel felt different than the other,
but just as nice. He could feel himself begin to quiver as he neared his peak,
still fondling with his own cock although it was difficult under the Prince’s
weight.
Both Elves howled their pleasure into the night as the first waves of pleasure
hit them at exactly the same time. Legolas continued to thrust erratically as he
flooded his lover’s tight passage with his hot seed.
"Melin chen," they whispered to each other between light, soothing kisses. Rúmil
pressed his head against Legolas’ chest as the Prince encircled him with
perfectly sculpted arms. For the first time in his life he was truly content, no
longer ashamed of who he was.
Tbc….
Elvish:
Melin chen- I love you
Saes - please
Feedback is appreciated =)
Author: BernsteinNixe
Email: Bernstein_nixe@y...
Website: http://www.tolkiensnaughtyelves.com
List: http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/tolkiens_naughty_elves
Warning: Mpreg, incest
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is done purely for fun; no money made.
Pairing: Legolas/Rúmil Haldir/Orophin
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Rúmil is a bit...different from other male Elves. After 500 years of
hiding
from love he falls for the Prince of Mirkwood. But their union has some
unexpected results...
Notes: In this story, Orophin is the youngest and Haldir is the oldest.
Chapter 6
Soft pleas flowed in the air as Legolas lay a trail of kisses down his lover’s
torso, stopping just short of his target which arched against Rúmil’s belly,
oozing with desire. The Prince took his time admiring the ivory rod, running his
fingers across soft, blonde mesh as he remembered the guardian’s divine taste.
"Saes," Rúmil whispered, hips undulating delicately under Legolas’ touch.
"Is this what you want?" the Wood Elf asked before seducly dly darting out his
tongue to lick a pearlescent drop of fluid from the slit of Rúmil’s cock.
"Aye!" cried the Galadhrim as he fisted the soft sheets.
Legolas grinned wickedly at the reaction and proceeded to swallow Rúmil’s rigid
column all the way to its base, teasing it with his tongue as he moved up and
down the shaft. Meanwhile, the Prince’s sneaky hand sought out Rúmil’s sack,
forcing a guttural groan from the guardian. Suckling Rúmil’s tip, Legolas slowly
moved his massaging fingers downwards until they found a wet spot. He carefully
slipped a single digit into the slick opening, attending to the guardian’s cock
aggressively so as to keep his lover’s attention away from what he was doing.
Rúmil did not appear to have noticed the finger that was now fully sheathed
inside him. When the Galadhrim involuntarily spread his legs wider, Legolas took
it as a signal to insert a second finger. His cock twitched at the feeling of
the tight walls enclosed around his fingers as Rúmil writhed with pleasure. He
wanted to replace those digits with his throbbing flesh, but would Rúmil allow
it? As he found his lover’s sweet spot, Legolas brushed his fingers against it,
sending a wave of pleasure through the guardian’s body.
Rúmil’s eyes flew open as he realized what was happening. He looked at Legolas
with a mixture of surprise, desire, and fear.
"Do you like this?" the Wood Elf asked, breaking the awkward silence. Rúmil gave
a barely noticeable nod. "Would you let me make love to you this way?" This
time, Rúmil was not so quick to respond. Being touched there felt better than he
had ever imagined; but then again he felt insecure having that part of himself
that he had always been ashamed of touched by a lover. "If you do not want to, I
will understand…" said Legolas, afraid that he had frightened the ‘Lorien Elf.
"I would like it," Rúmil finally replied, "but… do you not find it repulsive?"
"Nay, not at all." The Prince gave his lover a reassuring kiss before retracting
his fingers and repositioning himself between Rúmil’s legs. "Are you sure?" he
asked one last time.
"Aye."
Nearly trembling with need, Legolas placed the oozing tip of his cock at Rúmil’s
opening. Slowly he began to push, his eyes never leaving the guardian’s violet
pools as he buried himself to the hilt. The Prince stifled a moan. Rúmil was
much tighter than he had anticipated, and he knew he would nott lot long.
"Oh Gods, Legolas… move," the Galadhrim pleaded quietly, the slight pain
intensifying his need for release. And the Mirkwood Prince responded, rocking
himself in and out of his lover’s slick passage with a slow but steady tempo.
Rúmil’s fingers dug into the silky skin of the Wood Elf’s arms as each
increasingly forceful thrust doubled his pleasure. "Harder…" he begged, despite
his increasing discomfort.
As much as Legolas wanted to please his lover, a few more thrusts were enough to
bring on a sudden, shattering climax. "Melin chen, Rúmi," he whispered, nuzzling
the guardian’s neck after collapsing on top of him. Then he grew silent as he
realized that he had spilled himself inside of Rúmil, and a strange thought
crossed his mind. "You cannot become pregnant, can you?"
Rúmil laughed at the absurd question. "Nay, silly Wood Elf."
Legolas exhaled loudly with relief. It did not take long for him to realize that
the guardian was still hard beneath him. "Oh, sorry," he said, somewhat
embarrassed as he reached between their bodies to stroke his lover’s throbbing
erection.
"You know," started Rúmil shyly, "I am still a virgin in one place."
"Would you like me to take care of that?" Legolas asked with a wicked grin. When
he started a second round of exploring Rúmil’s body with his lips, Legolas was
quickly turned over on his back, twinkling eyes staring down at him.
"I cannot let you have all the fun," said the Galadhrim. He moved to Legolas’
ear, licking the outer edge from lobe to tip and back down. His actions were
unsure at first, but the Prince’s heavy breathing and hissing gave much
encouragement. Rúmil gently tugged Legolas’ lobe with his teeth before bringing
his tongue to the sensitive side of the Wood Elf’s neck.
By the time he was done teasing one swollen nipple and took the other between
his teeth, the guardian had grown quite confident with his own prowess, given
that he had reduced Legolas to the likeness of a squirming Elfling. One hand
caressed his now aching cock while he dipped his tongue into the Prince’s navel.
He glanced, discreetly, to the side— Legolas rod was protruding proudly from his
body.
Still to shy to do more, Rúmil gave the throbbing flesh a teasing lick before
leaving the bed to go search through a small drawer. He came back carrying a jar
of salve, handing it to his lover witgringrin before laying face-down on the
bed.
"Eager, eh?" he teased as he began to coat his finger with the greasy balm.
Rúmil gasped as the digit breached his untouched opening. He could feel the
Prince’s arousal poking the bac his his thigh, and his soft lips kissing his
spine. He reached for his own cock, stroking it to draw his attention away from
the pain as Legolas added a second finger.
The guardian moaned in protest when Legolas pulled out in order to coas
es
erection with the salve. The slender digits were soon replaced with the blunt
tip of his lover’s Elfhood.
The Wood Elf whispered soothing nonsense into Rúmil’s ear as he sheathed
himself, inch by excruciating inch. He waited until the strong body beneath him
stopped trembling before beginning to thrust softly.
Legolas drank in the resounding sounds of sex in the room: Rúmil’s sweet moans,
the smacking of skin, and the squeaking of the mattress. It would be his
undoing, but it did not bother him for he knew that Rúmil would not last much
longer either.
Rúmil cried out with almost every strike the hidden spot inside him. The
sensation of Legolas plundering his rear channel felt different than the other,
but just as nice. He could feel himself begin to quiver as he neared his peak,
still fondling with his own cock although it was difficult under the Prince’s
weight.
Both Elves howled their pleasure into the night as the first waves of pleasure
hit them at exactly the same time. Legolas continued to thrust erratically as he
flooded his lover’s tight passage with his hot seed.
"Melin chen," they whispered to each other between light, soothing kisses. Rúmil
pressed his head against Legolas’ chest as the Prince encircled him with
perfectly sculpted arms. For the first time in his life he was truly content, no
longer ashamed of who he was.
Tbc….
Elvish:
Melin chen- I love you
Saes - please
Feedback is appreciated =)