Entanglement

Entanglement

Chapter 8
Author: Frosty the Junior Mint
Rated: NC-17
Codes: Legolas, Haldir, Elrond, OC, AU, N/C
Summary: Novlomiel is sentenced to marriage, but it doesn't work out as planned.
Disclaimer: Tolkien's stuff isn't mine.
Author's Notes: Yes, another one of those fics from Frosty. Please R&R!


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It was only an hour later when a hurried knock came at her door. When she opened, all the breath in her lungs was lost. "Legolas," she breathed, and he quickly embraced her, squeezing her tightly.

"Thank God," he murmured into her hair. Novlomiel's eyes watered as she hugged him back. She smiled at Aragorn, who had accompanyed Legolas, as he closed the door.

When the door snapped shut, the blonde elf drew back and smiled at her, cupping Novlomiel's face in his hands and searching her features. He shook his head, and she thought she saw his eyes become misty. "You had me scared to death," he said, "Why? Why did you do this?"

Novlomiel sniffed and pulled herself from his grasp. She walked over to the bed and sat down, brushing the hair back from her face. "I had to," she said, not looking at him. She felt it when he sat beside her, so she looked up and tried to ignore the feelings of happiness passing through her as she laid her eyes on his.

He put an arm around her and pulled her close. She felt kisskiss her head, and she closed her eyes at that. "You never had to leave," he said, "I don't know what you were thinking. What could have happened to make you think you had to go?"

Tears trickled down her face, and she hugged into him, wanting to stay like that forever, and not speak ever again. But he wouldn't have it. "Novlomiel?" he asked, petting her hair, "Please tell me."

"I can't," she whispered, "I just can't."

She heard him sigh, so she pressed into him tighter. "Then come back with me," he said, "Your father is worried."

"Where's Haldir?" she asked, and she wondered if she imagined Legolas stiffening at that question.

"He couldn't come," he said, "If you ask me, I think his priorities are defective."

She smiled at that. "He's mad, isn't he? That I left." When Legolas didn't answer, she sighed. "That's okay. I'd be mad, too."

"I came," he whispered, and Novlomiel pulled back to look up at him. His eyes were so sad, it broke her heart.

"I know," she whispered. At that moment, she couldn't understand why she didn't trust Legolas with her secrets. He had been there for her her entire life. There was no one more important in her life. "Thank you."

He smiled and kissed her forehead. "Come home with me," he pleaded, "Please."

Novlomiel wavered. A part of her wanted nothing more than to go with him. But she knew that when she arrived in Mirkwood, she would still be expected to marry, and her pregnancy would still be a grave issue.

She shook her head and looked u Leg Legolas. "I can't."

More tears streaked down her face at his expression. He looked so disappointed. "You would rather stay here, with these men, than come home?" He leaned in and touched her face gently. "Why, Novlomiel? Why are you so scared to go back to Mirkwood?"

He gazed at her so longingly, but she didn't know how to answer him. He took that responsibility away from her, though, when he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, causing Novlomiel to inhale sharply at the touch.

So many thoughts flew through her mind at that moment. She questioned what he was doing, enjoyed the touch, wondered if he loved her, hoped the kiss would make things better, was frightened of the consequences, and wanted more.

He parted quickly, testing her. She found herself moving forward moments after their kiss, and finding his lips again. He touched her chin gently as his tongue skirted along the edges of her mouth, and she opened to give him access. The warmth of his mouth was intoxicating, and she moaned into it. His other hand found her waist and rubbed gently, causing her even more pleasure.

Novlomiel shivered as she pressed her hand to Legolas' thigh and squeezed. He responded by swirling his tongue deeply in her mouth. Drawing her hands up his body to his chest, she rubbed up along his shoulders aeck,eck, pulling him closer to her.

She felt so comforted by his presence, his touch, that all her inhibitions and worries melted away. At that moment she wanted nothing more than to be with him, with someone who cared.

He moaned gently into her mouth as his hands cupped her face. His kissing intensified, sending waves of pleasure over her body. Novlomiel ran her foot up and down Legolas' calf, and she smiled into his mouth when he growled and pulled her towards him.

Biting at her lips, Legolas pressed her down to the bed and laid over her body, sending his tongue deep into her mouth. She wrapped her arms around him and held him close as they kissed. For long minutes the only sounds in the room were of their breathing and soft movements. Novlomiel shifted her legs so he could lay more easily over her, and she unconsciously pressed her hips upward into his. He moaned he che contact and moved his mouth from hers, traveling along her jaw and down her neck where he began marking her sensitive skin.

Novlomiel sighed blissfully and pushed every thought not related to the here and now out of her head. All she wanted was this, and Legolas didn't disappoint. His hands traveled along her body as he bit at her neck, and she could feel his fingers playing at the rim of her skirt. Slowly his hands moved under her shirt and caressed her skin. It tickled a little, and Novlomiel laughed softly at the touch.

Legolas raised his face up and eyed her curiously. She had never really looked at him before and seen him for the beautiful elf he was, but she saw now, in his hazy, dark eyes, that she was lucky to have such a person in her life.

He smiled and kissed her, and she sent her tongue past his lips and massaged gently while running her hands through his long hair. She wanted to make him happy, too, the way he was making her feel.

Gently she moved her hands down his back and pulled his shirt upwards. He parted from her lips long enough for her to take off the clothing and toss it aside. Smiling, she ran her palms up and down his sides, igniting a heat along his skin. He increased the intensity of his kisses, and Novlomiel found herself gasping for breath in between them. Quickly, though, he moved his lips to her neck and then to her collarbone, where he feathered soft kisses as his fingers worked at her shirt.

Novlomiel bit her lip as cool air hit her skin when the buttons on her shirt came undone. Legolas opened the fabric and removed it from her body, then kissed down the centre of her chest, passing her bra and continuing downward. Her muscles tightened in expectation as he traced his tongue along her belly, pressing his lips in soft kisses in random places on her smooth skin. He continued till he reached her skirt, and at that he tucked his fingers into the rim and pulled the material off her hips and down her legs.

Novlomiel curled one leg upward as Legolas removed his own pants and crawled back over her underwear-clad body. His skin felt electric on hers, and his eyes conveyed a deep want. She smiled as he bent downward and searched her face, running his thumb over her shoulder.

"I've wanted this for a long time," he whispered, looking down at her. Novlomiel swallowed heavily and moved up to bite at his lips, taking his mouth against hers in a long, slow kiss. He ran his fingers into her hair and met her want, smoothing his tongue over hers. She closed her eyes, wanting only to feel him against her. She didn't want to speak.

Legolas' hands traveled over her entire body, feeling as though he was touching her everywhere all at once. She entwined a leg over his and massaged gently, causing him to push his mouth roughly over hers. He slipped his hands under her body and undid her bra, then slid it from her arms.

Arching into his touch, Novlomiel closed her eyes as he trailed kisses to her breasts, where he flicked his tongue gently over her sensitive skin. She bit her lip and gripped the bedsheets when he bit softly, teasing her with his mouth. She felt him draw away from her breasts and slide the underwear from her hips. When she was fully naked, he removed his clothing and kissed his way back up her body. The cool air made her skin tingle, but she was covered in warmth when he laid over her and kissed her lips roughly, sucking deeply in want.

He didn't speak, but she felt him part her legs with his own and move himself into her body. It was a slow downward thrust, and Novlomiel gasped into his lips. She shivered as he pressed his body deeply into hers, and was barely responsive as he bit at her lips.

As Legolas began a steady pace, Novlomiel fluttered her eyes open and stared into his. His hand ran down her side and gripped her hip as he thrust, and he kissed her occasionally sending waves of pleasure over her body. She arched her pelvis into his and met his movements, causing him to groan out in pleasure and rest his face in the crook of her neck.

Novlomiel held tightly to his back as they moved together, their skin becoming smooth with sweat. She kissed his shoulder as his movements increased in speed, and squeezed her legs around his thighs.

She closed her eyes as the pleasure she felt took over her senses, and soon after Legolas groaned into her neck and fell against her. Novlomiel panted as she came down from her climax and relaxed her legs, taking long, slow breaths. The cool air of the room caused her to tremble when he moved off her body and laid beside her, laying one arm over her abdomen.

She turned her head to look at him, and smiled at the hazy, satisfied expression in his eyes. He kissed her and ran fingers through her hair, playing with the strands along her ear. The touch made her tingle, so she curled into Legolas and rested her head on his chest, comfortable in his warmth. He held her close, and she was so thankful that he didn't speak. She didn't want this ruined by talk.

And lying there, she fell asleep.

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FINIS...for now.