The old ways

Legolas felt himself falling into to well known depths, slowly loosing the ability to think clearly, surrounding sounds beginning to fade, his very being only concentrating on the touches of Haldir. He felt him kissing every part of his body, from the soft skin of his neck, over his pectorals to the hem of his leggings.

With gentle tugs, Haldir freed Legolas body from the cloth surrounding it, taking his time with each layer. He felt his husband shifting slightly from time to time, as to help him to remove the clothing. When at last Legolas lay bare before him, the proud marchwarden rid himself of his shirt and leggings, desperate to feel the soft breeze, coming from the river, on his naked skin.
He kneeled between Legolas parted legs, stroking with long measured movements up and down the soft toned calves.
Legolas had his eyes closed, concentrating on the loving touches bestowed on him by Haldir.
He felt his left leg lifted from the ground and bend at the knee ever so slightly and suddenly Haldir’s soft and hot mouth taking in his toes, one by one. A tingling feeling spread along his leg up to his groin and he sighed with bliss. When Haldir had finished ravishing his left foot he replaced it tenderly to the blanket and turned his attention to the right foot.

Legolas shivered with delight, very rarely had he felt so much peace, love and belonging at once. Haldir’s tongue was soft on his skin, his sharp teeth gently nipping every other inch.
Haldir laved the tender skin of the ankle he was holding before laying it down again.
He was hardly able to contain the whirl storm of feelings that were coursing through him at this moment. He saw his husband before him, the way the slender body was sprawled out, his limbs spread wide, the shine of the golden hair catching the rays of the sun, the proud member straining against the swell of Legolas’ stomach.
Haldir had to close his eyes for a second and he leaned hisd bad back, for he felt tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
Haldir did not know whom to thank for the fact that he still had this, that Legolas was still with him, that he had survived the onslaught at Helm’s deep, the child Legolas was carrying and the hope he still held for a peaceful world for them to live and raise their child in.
He swallowed hard and looked at Legolas again. Bending down he placed his hands with widely spread fingers on the growing body, feeling the new life sending humming vibrations through his fingers. With soft and tender lips he traced the skin, rubbing his cheek against the warm body, yearning to feel with every sense this wonder.
Legolas arched his back off the ground into Haldir’s caresses. He lifted his long legs off the ground and wound them around Haldir’s broad back, pulling him further down.

Haldir could feel Legolas’ erection brushing against his chest and smiled. Stroking with hands along the bulge towards the slender hips, he placed butterfly kisses down the middle until he came to the hot and sensitive flesh of Legolas’ arousal.
Deliberately avoiding the twitching flesh, Haldir moved his mouth to the silken skin at the joining between hip and thigh, licking it with long and tender strokes.
His hands travelled on to the back of the strong muscled thighs until they came to a halt at the knees.
Haldir’s tongue never ceased its ministrations while his hands spread Legolas’ legs wider.
He grew heady , inhaling the musky scent around Legolas genitals. When Haldir slid his tongue further along the inside of Legolas’ thigh, he felt the muscles tremble.

Legolas had his eyes closed and could barely restrain himself from twitching and writhing beneath Haldir’s touches. He forced his body to stay still, to wait and only feel. But when Legolas felt the hot and wet tongue of his lover sliding tantalisingly along his testicles, a needy groan escaped the partly opened mouth.
All of his worries seemed to have faded into nothingness, the war was forgotten and all Legolas was aware of, was Haldir and his gentle ministrations.
Oh, how he longed to feel Haldir’s body on him, in him and around him. So when his legs were spread wider a small smile graced his lips in anticipation of what was to come.

His silver hair pooled around Legolas’ lower body, as Haldir bent down further to let his tongue trail down, passed the soft sack to the sensitive spot right underneath it. Flicking the tip of his tongue against that spot, he enjoyed the small whimpers coming from his husband.
Haldir pushed Legolas’ knees up further to open him up more. With slow and lazy moves he circled down to the puckered entrance, leaving moist trails on his way.
A tremor raced through Legolas’ body and he threw his head back when Haldir’s tongue touched the tight ring of muscles.
A sigh of disappointment escaped the prince when suddenly Haldir let go of him and straightened up again. Even though Legolas did not want to open his eyes and so he strained his ears to hear what Haldir was doing.
He heard him shift around a bit and the distinct tinkle of glass. Then he felt Haldir moving between his legs again, but a bit nearer to him then before.
Suddenly very warm and oily hands were placed on his swollen belly and Haldir started running his hands in tender, yet firm motions over his flesh.
Legolas could feel trickles of oil run down his sides, adding to the erotic sensations.
Very slowly, Haldir moved downwards again, still ignoring Legolas’ erection and went to massage the soft, but tightly drawn sack. Provoking his husband into deep and needy moans.
His own member was throbbing helplessly in desperate need of some friction, but the marchwarden pushed his own longings aside for now.
He circled his thumbs away from the sack, to the cleft between Legolas buttocks and bestowed fleeting touches to the hidden entrance every now and then. Never really touching it only caressing it on the way.
Legolas’ breath was becoming more laboured and his lips were parted in total abandon.

Taking one hand off his partner, Haldir poured some more oil down onto the sack and watched entranced as it flowed down lazily towards the puckered flesh, he wanted so badly to bury himself in.
The blond elf moaned in longing and lust, arching his hips off the ground to make his need known.
Haldir moved closer and started rubbing his painful erection along the cleft before him and thus coating it with the scented oil, he had applied.
Gripping the back of Legolas knees tightly, Haldir pushed the legs up and put Legolas’ calves over his own shoulders, as he moved his member down against the tight entrance.
He gasped as soon as the enflamed head of his arousal touched its target and shuddered involuntarily.
It took all his willpower to go slowly, as he gently nudged the tip of his penis into the puckered hole. Always only his tip, never more until he was barely able to breath anymore and he could see Legolas face screwed up with tension and need.

Haldir nearly forgot to breathe as he watched himself breaching the muscled ring, the flesh glistening with oil and pre cum, slowly pushing all the way in.
Legolas soft pubic hair tickled his groin and his sack lay tightly snuggled up against the firm mounds of his husband’s backside.
He felt that they both wouldn’t last long, so he picked up the vial with the scented oil and with the other he grabbed the base of Legolas member, pulling down the foreskin tightly and holding it a way that it pointed skywards.
With slow measured movements Haldir started to rock in and out of Legolas, rubbing the hidden gland with nearly every thrust.
Legolas’ breathing had turned into gasps and moans by now, his head still thrown back, arms stretched out to his sides and his chest heaving.
The arousal in Haldir’s hand was leaking pre cum constantly by now and the pearly white drops ran over his fingers.
Using his last energy, he held the oil vial steadily above Legolas’ erection and with every push of his own body into the tight heat he let some drops of oil drip directly onto the dark red head of the member before him end into the tiny slit.
Legolas was far beyond coherency by now, but when the first drops of oil hit his sensitive member, he looked up at Haldir and stared with wide open eyes at the oil dripping down on him.
This was the most thrilling sensation he had ever felt before and the knowledge that he couldn’t do anything but watch drove him nearer the edge with every second.
Haldir moved inside him with smooth but fast thrust and Legolas’ body screamed for release. The tension inside coiling up in his belly. The blond prince needed just a touch more, a single stroke, anything to find his completion and when Haldir rubbed over his prostate again and he could see the drops of oil falling, it was like time had slowed. The oil fell and fell, nearer and nearer it came and when it hit his erection, Legolas screamed and spurts of seed were shooting from him hitting Haldir’s chest, dripping down to his belly.

Haldir had watched every single movement and reaction of his love and when the release of Legolas hit his chest, he exploded deep within his love, shuddering when the tension of his muscles were released.