As Sparks Fly Upwards
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Chapter 8
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.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Legolas rose to his feet, “If I would be anyones slave I would be yours and yours completely. Don’t I belong to you and you have the receipt to prove it, my Lord.”
Pain shot through Elrond’s heart and conscience at the words spoken. Legolas looked so young so vulnerable and in need of protection.
Legolas stepped in front of Elrond and took hold of the hem of his nightshirt pulling it up his body and over his head. Dropping the white cloth to the floor he stood naked and trembling, “You must have paid a small fortune for my flesh and you have yet to taste it.”
It only took Legolas five steps to bring them almost chest to chest he leant his head back and with one hand guided Elrond into kiss. Which developed from a brush of lips to a dance of tongues chasing and tasting each other hungrily.
A curious hand drifted down Elrond’s chest brushing against the silk fabric encasing it. Coming to rest on his hip as Elrond’s arms at last embraced him. A groan escaped from Legolas and the curious hand drifted inward and down.
With a small tremmer it touched the rigid proof of Elrond’s desire for him. This time it was the elder elf who groaned as fingers explored and then grasped him firmly through the silky cloth.
Gasping Elrond suddenly grabbed the exploring hand and wrenched it from him. Confusion clouded his mind this was happening far too quickly they should really talk before things got away from them again.
Only Legolas looked mortified and was trying to get away from him. He swung his body only for his arm to be twisted up against his back by the momentum. This time Elrond gasped in horror from hip to shoulder Legolas was covered in scars that could only have been made with a whip.
His torturer had been truly talented the pattern of the scars looked artistic. Silver and smooth to the touch beautiful in a terrible, terrible way.
Elrond clasped Legolas by the shoulders letting him struggle within his grasp until he stood still but shaking. With one hand he brushed the blond hair over one shoulder and carried on examining the scars.
A gentle finger traced the patterns on the bare back soothing Legolas in a strange way, “What did you do to earn this ?”
“I didn’t want to be a slave they taught me otherwise” came the lifeless reply, “I was fortunate he threatened to castrate me.”
“Legolas…” Elrond felt distraught.
“It’s amazing how obedient you can be with that sort of motivation especially when you’ve felt the razor pressing into your flesh” there was a weary anger in his tone.
Legolas wondered why the harsh reality of his training seemed to shock Elrond surely he wasn’t that naïve. He owned other slaves and over the years some must have needed training.
“I never leave scars” Elrond mumbled as he still traced his finger over the silver lines.
“There are always scars you just have to look closer” at this Elrond turned Legolas around to face him.
“I was not rejecting you” he gently shuck Legolas when his eyes dropped, “You are very young have you even lain with a she elf ?”
“Yes, my Lord” Legolas answered defiantly.
“Not many and not often I would wager” Elrond sighed “Have you ever known the carnal touch of a male elf ?”
Legolas dropped his gaze again and shuck his head in denial. Elrond struggled witrh himself why was he putting himself through this he wanted Legolas and Legolas was his slave. He even appeared to desire Elrond so it was mutual.
He had not ordered the young elf to strip and ly with him. The sweet creature had approached him and offered him the comfort of his beautiful body.
Elrond pushed the feeling of wrongness away from him. For once he was going to be selfish and take what he yearned for so very much.
“In truth do you desire me my beautiful Legolas ?” Passion and some unidentified emotion clouded the great Lord’s voice.
“Indeed I do my Lord I would be yours and yours alone.” Legolas held his breath until Elrond at last nodded his head.
“It shall be so you will be mine in every way and I shall adore you my Legolas my own.” It almost sounded like a vow and just maybe it was.
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.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Legolas rose to his feet, “If I would be anyones slave I would be yours and yours completely. Don’t I belong to you and you have the receipt to prove it, my Lord.”
Pain shot through Elrond’s heart and conscience at the words spoken. Legolas looked so young so vulnerable and in need of protection.
Legolas stepped in front of Elrond and took hold of the hem of his nightshirt pulling it up his body and over his head. Dropping the white cloth to the floor he stood naked and trembling, “You must have paid a small fortune for my flesh and you have yet to taste it.”
It only took Legolas five steps to bring them almost chest to chest he leant his head back and with one hand guided Elrond into kiss. Which developed from a brush of lips to a dance of tongues chasing and tasting each other hungrily.
A curious hand drifted down Elrond’s chest brushing against the silk fabric encasing it. Coming to rest on his hip as Elrond’s arms at last embraced him. A groan escaped from Legolas and the curious hand drifted inward and down.
With a small tremmer it touched the rigid proof of Elrond’s desire for him. This time it was the elder elf who groaned as fingers explored and then grasped him firmly through the silky cloth.
Gasping Elrond suddenly grabbed the exploring hand and wrenched it from him. Confusion clouded his mind this was happening far too quickly they should really talk before things got away from them again.
Only Legolas looked mortified and was trying to get away from him. He swung his body only for his arm to be twisted up against his back by the momentum. This time Elrond gasped in horror from hip to shoulder Legolas was covered in scars that could only have been made with a whip.
His torturer had been truly talented the pattern of the scars looked artistic. Silver and smooth to the touch beautiful in a terrible, terrible way.
Elrond clasped Legolas by the shoulders letting him struggle within his grasp until he stood still but shaking. With one hand he brushed the blond hair over one shoulder and carried on examining the scars.
A gentle finger traced the patterns on the bare back soothing Legolas in a strange way, “What did you do to earn this ?”
“I didn’t want to be a slave they taught me otherwise” came the lifeless reply, “I was fortunate he threatened to castrate me.”
“Legolas…” Elrond felt distraught.
“It’s amazing how obedient you can be with that sort of motivation especially when you’ve felt the razor pressing into your flesh” there was a weary anger in his tone.
Legolas wondered why the harsh reality of his training seemed to shock Elrond surely he wasn’t that naïve. He owned other slaves and over the years some must have needed training.
“I never leave scars” Elrond mumbled as he still traced his finger over the silver lines.
“There are always scars you just have to look closer” at this Elrond turned Legolas around to face him.
“I was not rejecting you” he gently shuck Legolas when his eyes dropped, “You are very young have you even lain with a she elf ?”
“Yes, my Lord” Legolas answered defiantly.
“Not many and not often I would wager” Elrond sighed “Have you ever known the carnal touch of a male elf ?”
Legolas dropped his gaze again and shuck his head in denial. Elrond struggled witrh himself why was he putting himself through this he wanted Legolas and Legolas was his slave. He even appeared to desire Elrond so it was mutual.
He had not ordered the young elf to strip and ly with him. The sweet creature had approached him and offered him the comfort of his beautiful body.
Elrond pushed the feeling of wrongness away from him. For once he was going to be selfish and take what he yearned for so very much.
“In truth do you desire me my beautiful Legolas ?” Passion and some unidentified emotion clouded the great Lord’s voice.
“Indeed I do my Lord I would be yours and yours alone.” Legolas held his breath until Elrond at last nodded his head.
“It shall be so you will be mine in every way and I shall adore you my Legolas my own.” It almost sounded like a vow and just maybe it was.
TBC