As Sparks Fly Upwards
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CHAPTER 7
AS SPARKS FLY UPWARDS
BY JOXIE
Title : As Sparks Fly Upwards
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Elrond/Legolas Thranduil/Aranel AU
Summary : Trouble Finds Legolas
Warning : Mpreg
Rating : NC17 Slash Adult Themes
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing And Make NO Money From My Writings.
Bookworm51485 - I’ll keep in mind your comments, glad you’re enjoying the story and hope you like the latest update.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was late Legolas was already in bed half in reverie lying on his stomach. He listened as the bedroom door opened and Elrond came into the room. Waiting for him to approach the bed.
The mattress dipped under the extra weight. But before Legolas could turn over a strong hand gripped the back of his neck. It wasn’t Elrond, “Hold still whore.” He couldn’t place the voice but he recognized it all the same.
“You wil be punished for this” Legolas bit out.
“You think so all for the sake of a pretty Mirkwood rent by the hour ?” His grip tightened if that were possible, “Now hold still and this need be no more painful than it should be.”
Legolas felt the elf roughly pull his nightshirt up displaying his lean thighs and firm clenched buttocks, “Beautiful I’m willing to bet you feel as good as you look.” The comment was grunted out between ever quickening breaths.
The rest of the bedding was kicked fully aside then at last he made a mistake. He reached to unfasten his leggings and removed his hand from the fragile looking neck.
Legolas sprang into action swiftly turning he caught his attacker a forceful blow to the face sending him tumbling from the bed. Leggings half unfastened and effectively hobbled.
Thinking only to get away Legolas headed blindly for the door to leave these rooms far behind. Wrenching it open he ran straight into a very surprised Elrond.
Automatically the safety of Elrond’s arms surrounded him. “You’ve asked for it you little….” his pursuer’s voice trailed off seeing the Lord of Rivendell holding his quarry very protectively.
“What did he ask for Caldran” the voice dripped with icey scorn “Only to be left alone is my guess.”
“My Lord he tempted me in the gardens. He made promises with both his eyes and body.” Caldran said trying to defend himself.
Light dawned for Legolas the couple in the garden who chatted about him while he sat in a tree. Caldran had been the male elf.
“Lies slip so easily from your tongue I trust Legolas where as you; words for the moment fail me.” It was at that juncture that Glorfindel turned up. His own rooms were on the same floor as Elrond’s.
“Friend Glorfindel would you assist me” the half elf requested.
Taking in the scene the magnificent warrior nodded his agreement. Following Elrond as he lead Legolas back into his rooms and blocking the intruders escape.
When they were all in the private study with the door closed. Elrond’s first concern was Legolas, “Are you injured ?” He shuck his head and allowed himself to be seated on a chair. Legolas pulled his legs up under his nightshirt and held them tightly.
Caldran snorted but went quiet again at the look Elrond directed at him, “You came to my rooms uninvited maltreated my Le…property in the knowledge that he belongs solely to me. Then expect me to believe some cock and bull story about him tempting you.”
Caldran felt it was prudent to keep quiet hoping his Lord would run out of steam soon. So he could get his slap on the wrist and then go.
“Remove your clothing” Elrond growled. Caldran immediately blanched, “Do it or Glorfindel will do it for you.”
The manic grin of the warrior elf hastened the removal of every stitch of clothing.
“Good, it would be a shame to tear such fine garments” with causual interest Elrond ran his eyes over the bare elf, “Brace yourself over my desk little one” he said in a dry taunting voice.
“My Lord….” a now flushed Caldran stuttered but seeing no mercy complied with the order. Silently Glorfindel went over to the desk and grasped his wrists. Using his more than able strenght to make sure Caldran stayed in position.
Legolas watched in stunned silence his eyes wide in disbelief. Elrond walked past his chair only pausing briefly to give a reassuring touch to his shoulder.
When he returned he held a beautifully crafted whip in his hand. Its handle was melethryn its many tails made up of minature links of the same metal. It caught the light and gleamed looking almost like a Child’s toy.
Elrond drew back his hand and brought the whip down on Caldrans back. A scream tore through the air; the second was bit off, the third a whimper. The fourth stroke and Caldran was weeping but Elrond did not let up. Putting his full strength into each stroke, being careful not to break the skin while causing the greatest pain.
Legolas counted a total of twelve lashes before Elrond stopped and bent over the sobbing elf. Lips almost touching Caldrans ear and loud enough for all to hear Elrond said, “Did you think I would dirty myself with you ? I banish you from my kingdom be thankful I show mercy to your family.”
He stood up and commanded Glorfindel, “Give him a horse and provisions. Have armed guards guide him to the border I want him gone by day break.”
Once released from Glorfindel grasp Caldran scambled into his clothes and then threw himself on the floor in front of Elrond.
“Please my Lord don’t do this….” he begged.
“You no longer exist” Elrond turned away from him and went over to Legolas.
Caldran got painfully to his feet his soul heavy as he followed Glorfindel to the study door. He looked back at Elrond and his slave, “He’ll never love you, slaves don’t love they can’t afford to. They just suffer to be loved by others” was the distraught elf’s parting shot as the door closed behind him.
TBC
BY JOXIE
Title : As Sparks Fly Upwards
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Elrond/Legolas Thranduil/Aranel AU
Summary : Trouble Finds Legolas
Warning : Mpreg
Rating : NC17 Slash Adult Themes
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing And Make NO Money From My Writings.
Bookworm51485 - I’ll keep in mind your comments, glad you’re enjoying the story and hope you like the latest update.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was late Legolas was already in bed half in reverie lying on his stomach. He listened as the bedroom door opened and Elrond came into the room. Waiting for him to approach the bed.
The mattress dipped under the extra weight. But before Legolas could turn over a strong hand gripped the back of his neck. It wasn’t Elrond, “Hold still whore.” He couldn’t place the voice but he recognized it all the same.
“You wil be punished for this” Legolas bit out.
“You think so all for the sake of a pretty Mirkwood rent by the hour ?” His grip tightened if that were possible, “Now hold still and this need be no more painful than it should be.”
Legolas felt the elf roughly pull his nightshirt up displaying his lean thighs and firm clenched buttocks, “Beautiful I’m willing to bet you feel as good as you look.” The comment was grunted out between ever quickening breaths.
The rest of the bedding was kicked fully aside then at last he made a mistake. He reached to unfasten his leggings and removed his hand from the fragile looking neck.
Legolas sprang into action swiftly turning he caught his attacker a forceful blow to the face sending him tumbling from the bed. Leggings half unfastened and effectively hobbled.
Thinking only to get away Legolas headed blindly for the door to leave these rooms far behind. Wrenching it open he ran straight into a very surprised Elrond.
Automatically the safety of Elrond’s arms surrounded him. “You’ve asked for it you little….” his pursuer’s voice trailed off seeing the Lord of Rivendell holding his quarry very protectively.
“What did he ask for Caldran” the voice dripped with icey scorn “Only to be left alone is my guess.”
“My Lord he tempted me in the gardens. He made promises with both his eyes and body.” Caldran said trying to defend himself.
Light dawned for Legolas the couple in the garden who chatted about him while he sat in a tree. Caldran had been the male elf.
“Lies slip so easily from your tongue I trust Legolas where as you; words for the moment fail me.” It was at that juncture that Glorfindel turned up. His own rooms were on the same floor as Elrond’s.
“Friend Glorfindel would you assist me” the half elf requested.
Taking in the scene the magnificent warrior nodded his agreement. Following Elrond as he lead Legolas back into his rooms and blocking the intruders escape.
When they were all in the private study with the door closed. Elrond’s first concern was Legolas, “Are you injured ?” He shuck his head and allowed himself to be seated on a chair. Legolas pulled his legs up under his nightshirt and held them tightly.
Caldran snorted but went quiet again at the look Elrond directed at him, “You came to my rooms uninvited maltreated my Le…property in the knowledge that he belongs solely to me. Then expect me to believe some cock and bull story about him tempting you.”
Caldran felt it was prudent to keep quiet hoping his Lord would run out of steam soon. So he could get his slap on the wrist and then go.
“Remove your clothing” Elrond growled. Caldran immediately blanched, “Do it or Glorfindel will do it for you.”
The manic grin of the warrior elf hastened the removal of every stitch of clothing.
“Good, it would be a shame to tear such fine garments” with causual interest Elrond ran his eyes over the bare elf, “Brace yourself over my desk little one” he said in a dry taunting voice.
“My Lord….” a now flushed Caldran stuttered but seeing no mercy complied with the order. Silently Glorfindel went over to the desk and grasped his wrists. Using his more than able strenght to make sure Caldran stayed in position.
Legolas watched in stunned silence his eyes wide in disbelief. Elrond walked past his chair only pausing briefly to give a reassuring touch to his shoulder.
When he returned he held a beautifully crafted whip in his hand. Its handle was melethryn its many tails made up of minature links of the same metal. It caught the light and gleamed looking almost like a Child’s toy.
Elrond drew back his hand and brought the whip down on Caldrans back. A scream tore through the air; the second was bit off, the third a whimper. The fourth stroke and Caldran was weeping but Elrond did not let up. Putting his full strength into each stroke, being careful not to break the skin while causing the greatest pain.
Legolas counted a total of twelve lashes before Elrond stopped and bent over the sobbing elf. Lips almost touching Caldrans ear and loud enough for all to hear Elrond said, “Did you think I would dirty myself with you ? I banish you from my kingdom be thankful I show mercy to your family.”
He stood up and commanded Glorfindel, “Give him a horse and provisions. Have armed guards guide him to the border I want him gone by day break.”
Once released from Glorfindel grasp Caldran scambled into his clothes and then threw himself on the floor in front of Elrond.
“Please my Lord don’t do this….” he begged.
“You no longer exist” Elrond turned away from him and went over to Legolas.
Caldran got painfully to his feet his soul heavy as he followed Glorfindel to the study door. He looked back at Elrond and his slave, “He’ll never love you, slaves don’t love they can’t afford to. They just suffer to be loved by others” was the distraught elf’s parting shot as the door closed behind him.
TBC