The Jewel of Mirkwood

Chapter 83

“Keep your feet apart, now engage.” The silvery clash of metal upon metal met the early morning sun, Glorfindel’s voice barking out orders as he and Legolas fought on the grassy lawn. Although Glorfindel had arrived back in Imladris yesterday he and Legolas had not spent more than a few moments in each other’s company. After a hastily eaten dinner Glorfindel had been whisked away by Elrond and Elladan to discuss the happenings of the border. Legolas had waited eagerly in their bedroom for Glorfindel’s return but in the end he had fallen reluctantly asleep. Not wanting to disturb his lover’s slumber Glorfindel had merely climbed into bed beside his mate and watched the beautiful youngster sleep until fatigue overcame him too.

Legolas had awoken to the familiar smell of his lover partially draped over his frame. It was a comfortable feeling he had been so missing since Glorfindel’s departure. Not wanting it to end Legolas remained still for a long time merely listening to Glorfindel’s even breathing and the soft touch of the seneschals skin against his own.

The soft timid voice of the parlour maid had finally broken the moment, as she brought in a breakfast tray for them. It was obvious that Elrond had sent the tray, the herbal tee ofe of Legolas favourites for warming his body in the chilly morning. Waking his lover with a deeply passionate kiss, Legolas had then sat idly between his lovers naked thighs feeding the ripe sweetits its and cheeses to his mate. Glorfindel had admitted to himself that he had missed Legolas too during the cold lonely nights at the border. Having woken to Legolas soft marble skin pressed against his own Glorfindel had only just restrained himself from not ravishing the young prince there and then. Still he had steeled his resolve in light of breakfast and much desired conversation. Glorfindel had been ashamed to realise that since their binding they had done little together accept have sex and while it was a beautiful way of spending time with one another their relationship needed some more solid foundations. So instead of sating their desire they had talked and shared stories of their respective months apart. Legolas had been eager to tell his lover of his progress with the sword skills Elrohir had been teng hng him and after much pestering Glorfindel had agreed to see them first hand.

With only the house servants and the guards up and about so early in the morning both blonde elves had wandered out into their own private garden with swords in hand. Not bothering to dress properly they had merely pulled on their leggings from yesterday and stepped out into the purple and orange glow of the sun’s first rays bare-chested and footed. Legolas had been quite determined since Glorfindel’s departure at the beginning of the month that he would perfect his skills enough to join Glorfindel on his next call of duty to the borders and now was his time to prove to his mate he was capable of such a task. Glorfindel didn’t seem very enthusiastic about being out of bed so early let alone to be sparing with his lover but he didn’t want to disappoint Legolas who seemed so intent on showing his skills. As rules dictated both elves had stood a few meters apart their swords presented as they took their attack stances. Glorfindel was surprised at how old Legolas seemed with a sword in his hand and his muscled chest glistening in the morning glow. The surge of desire that he had suppressed up until now swept straight down Glorfindel’s chest and stomach to pool most inconveniently in his lower regions. Legolas was practically smouldering, his upper arm muscles flexing as he adjusted his grip on his sword. The tightness of Legolas’ leggings was not helping Glorfindel’s position either, as they clung almost unimaginably tight to Legolas muscled thighs and his juicy round rear.

Feeling his lips go suddenly dry Glorfindel flicked out ton tongue to wet the parched skin. Legolas was making him breathless and needy two things he did not need to be when facing his partner with a sword. Unable to keep his gaze on Legolas’ for long Glorfindel swept his eyes down Legolas form but paused mid way as he noticed the slight parting of the ties on Legolas leggings where the prince had not quite pulled them tight enough together. The tantalizing slither of creamy flesh that Glorel cel could see between the younger elf’s leggings was almost too much and Glorfindel groaned audibly. In his gaze he did not notice Les bes beginning the sparing match and barely managed to defend himself as Legolas swung at him with the force of a seasoned warrior. The loud clang of metal upon metal sent the birds in the trees around them scattering into the sky. Regaining his focus Glorfindel masterfully deflected and dodged Legolas attacks each time finding more and more skill in the younger elf’s refined technique. It was true what Legolas had said, he had indeed been practising. The fire in Legolas’ sapphire eyes which came with each blow of his sword had come as quite a shock to Glorfindel. His meek and passive mate had turned into a determined and quite menacing warrior. Although there were slight imperfectiin sin style and posture Glorfindel could find little fault in his lovers newly acquired skills and fought harder himself trying to push the elf to his limits. Legolas it seemed responded in kind to the challenge and began using his skills as an accomplished tree archer to flit and jump past Glorfindel’s attacks.

Despite seeing his lover’s desperate attempts to block each blow it was obvious from the way Legolas was now panting that he would not be able to keep up this standard of sword play long. Obligingly Glorfindel backed down a little allowing his lover space to breath as they cir one one another on the dewy grass.

“So do you think I am skilled enough to join the patrols?” Legolas question was light and steadily maintained although Glorfindel knew that it was just for appearances, for his lovers chest still rose and fell heavily in the search for air. Glorfindel flicked his sword from one hand to the other pretending to think the question over as he showed off his own talented tricks.

“Perhaps.” Legolas came to a direct stop at Glorfindel’s words his sword dropped limply to his side as he stared shocked at his lover. He had showed all his best skills he had learnt with Elrohir yet Glorfindel still procrastinated the situation.

“That is not fair………..” Legolas had no time to finish his complaint as he felt his sword being thrown from his hand by the swift movement of Glorfindel’s blade. In a flash of Golden hair Legolas found himself suddenly flat on his back the wind knocked from his lungs as Glorfindel crawled over him. Legolas could hardly focus on the blue sky above him let alone Glorfindel’s face hovering mere inches from his own. It took a full moment for Legolas to regain his breath and a further few moments for him to fully take in his compromising position. Glorfindel had him pinned to the ground his legs caught between the powerful thighs of the elder elf and his arms pinned uselessly by one of the strong hands of his lover. A beautifully carved dagger now glinted in the sunlight in the other of Glorfindel’s hand having discarded his cumbersome sword with Legolas’ a moment before. For the briefest of moments Legolas wondered what Glorfindel intended to do the maliciously wicked smile on his face something Legolas had never seen befoThe The smile however faded quickly to turn back into the smirk of love and Legolas felt himself relax a little as hildlildly beating heart calmed down.

Glorfindel stared adoringly down at his lover now pinned helplessly under him having seen the brief moment of fear in Legolas’ eyes when he’d first been taken to the ground. Inwardly Glorfindel smirked to himself in satisfaction having seen the mild and innocent Legolas’ return to his mate’s persona. While Legolasa waa warrior was exciting in it’s own merits Glorfindel ultimately preferred the innocent youth he’d fallen in love with back in Mirkwood. Although there was potential for a dominant side of Legolas to emerge in the bedroom Glorfindel was not willing to let himself go that much so early on in their relationship. A deep dark place in Glorfindel’s mind would enjoy seeing Legolas fight him in bed but the more sensible side of him restrained any such inclinations for the time being.

Skilfully Glorfindel twirled the dagger around in his fingers delighting in the way that Legolas’ eyes followed his hand in it’s movements until he stopped and attention again focused on Glorfind fac face.

“Don’t you think I have the skills?……..” Glorfindel cut Legolas’ determined question off by pressing the blade of the dagger against the ruby red lips of his lover. Instantly Legolas shut his mouth having felt the ever-cold steel of the blade against his skin.

“Yes. You have the skill but I don’t think your determination is enough to keep you alive in battle. Your focus strays and you do not pace yourself. You can not afford mistakes in the middle of a battle field Legolas, for they will cost you your life and others as well.” Legolas’ mood darkened considerably and Glorfindel felt the younger elf’s fingers tightening around his hand still holding both of Legolas’ flat to the ground above his head.

“Then you judge me wrong Glorfindel. I am just as determined as you are and the only reason my focus strays is because you have not taken your alluring eyes off me since we came out hereegolegolas all but hissed from between his teeth even as Glorfindel drew the silver dagger away from the youngster’s lips and down the gentle curve of Legolas’ neck.

“Prove it to me then. Show me your determination, your focus. Show me that you won’t hesitate in battle. Prove to me tI woI won’t have to worry about you when we fight side by side.” Glorfindel all but purred his challenge to his younger mate watching in delight as Legolas’ eyes lit up at the prospect of a second chance. Glorfindel watched with mild amusement as Legolas freed one of his hands from Glorfindel’s vice like grip and went to reach for his discarded sword. Glorfindel was quicker though and slammed his dagger precisely between Legolas second and third finger making the younger elf jump in surprise and fear. “Not like that little one.” Reluctantly Legolas pulled his hand back to his side as Glorfindel drew the dagger from the soft grass and sat back on his haunches to stare down at his lover. Legolas was beautifully seductive even if he didn’t realise it. With his hair spread out unruly on the grass and his chest still heaving a little at the shock. Since the moment he’d left Imladris Glorfindel had yearned to be with Legolas again and now after a month of unfulfilled need he was rather desperate.

Legolas had never seen Glorfindel look so predatorily before and took a moment to admire the fire that swam behind the beautiful green orbs of his lover. So lost in the admiring gaze of his lover, Legolas did not notice the blade of the dagger being brought down his chest. Legolas took a sharp inhale inwards as Gindeindel flicked the sharp blade of the dagger inside his leggings slicing through the weak ties and allowing the stretched material to fall open with ease. Thol bol breeze that touched Legolas member made the younger elf shudder and he could only watch with caught breath as Glorfindel easily pulled his flaccid member from it’s cloth confines.

“Prove to me with this Meleth nín, that you are ready for battle.” Legolas bit his lip, trying to stifle the groan that threatened to fall from his lips as Glorfindel grabbed his member firmly and began pumping it with a confident, strong hand. “Show me your focus and your attention to detail. Beg me with your lips to let you join the patrols.” Glorfindel smiled widely as he leaned down and blew warm air across the tip of Legolas’ cock, watching in delight as the young elf swelled in response. Legolas bucked his hips up needily as Glorfindel peppered soft kisses across his abdomen and upper thighs, purposely avoiding his aching need, now standing proudly to attention against his stomach. “You are not trying Legolas, take control.” Glorfindel boldly began taunting his lover hoping to gain a suitable response for his efforts. After a month at the borders Glorfindel desperately needed to sate his desire and although he knew Legolas was still new to this Glorfindel needed it quick and hard. The only way to get what he wanted however was for Glorfindel to make Legolas want it too.

Glorfindel rejoiced as Legolas took the bait, easily sliding out from under his lover to push Glorfindel back against the base of a sturdy tree that provided shade for the small private garden in the afternoon. “That’s it Legolas, show me your strength…” Glorfindel was abruptly cut off from another of his taunts as Legolas brought his lips crushing down to his lovers with brutal and bruising force. Eagerly Glorfindel responded wildly exploring his lover mouth as Legolas’ nimble fingers deftly stripped them both of their leggings.

“I missed you so much.” Legolas’ bit gently against Glorfind nec neck before whispering his soft declaration. He truly did not know what possessed him to do the things he was doing but while it was a new situation it was none the less pleasurable as their first times together had been. Glorfindel groaned loudly as he urged his hips against Legolas’ as the younger elf tentatively took a steady hold of his cock beg began stroking it in time with their passionate kisses. While they had only coupled a few times since their first Glorfindel had made sure to teach Legolas skills on how to pleasure him as well. Legolas had been a fast learner and Glorfindel was now reaping the rewards of two days in bed well spent.

Seeing Glorfindel taking so much pleasure from his touches spurred Legolas to be bolder and brought much better things into mind. Without thinking of repercussions Legolas broke his lips away from Glorfindel’s breasslyssly and drew his hand away from the elder elf’s thick weeping cock. “I want to take you in my mouth.” Glorfindel’s eyes sprang open into clarity at hearing Legolas’ bold statement. While Glorfindel had hoped for more participation on Legolas behalf he had not dreamed of the younger elf taking steps of his own so short a time after their first together. “Tell me what to do.” Nervousness reappeared in Legolas eyes for the briefest of moments as Glorfindel stared at him blankly for a while. Noticing the effect he was having on his lover and not wanting to ruin the momentum of the situation Glorfindel quickly took hold of Legolas hand and wrapped the slender fingers around the thick base of his rigid cock.

“Keep your hand there or you will choke. Take only as much as you feel you can, suck like you would on the candy sticks from the kitchens but keep your teeth away I like being the length I am now and have no desire to be shorter.” Glorfindel smirked a little breathlessly as Legolas blushed profusely having taken il thl the instructions and the mildly put warning added in just for good cause. Leaning back against the tree Glorfindel braced his knees a little apart and brought his hands up to the back of Legolas’ head for guidance. With his free hand Legolas pushed his hair back behind his ears before settled down level with Glorfindel’s stiff manhood.

Glorfindel tried to calm himself down a little as he gently began caressing the back of Legolas head, as the youngster quickly licked his lips before closing his eyes and placing his lips tentatively against the very tip of Glorfindel’s cock. Glorfindel shook and shivered as he felt Legolas press soft kisses to his ruby red head. Each kiss was like a searing scold to the over sensitised flesh and Glorfindel had to force himself from not thrusting straight into Legolas mouth. After the few tentative kisses Glorfindel watched through half closed eyes as Legolas’ pink tongue flicked out to taste the pearly liquid that beaded at the head. Amused Glorfindel chuckled as he watched Legolas pulled a face at the bitter taste of Glorfindel’s essence.

“It will grow on you Legolas trust me.” Glorfindel soothed his hands over the back of Legolas head as he felt the bolder firmer licks of Legolas tongue against his skin. It was only after long moments of kisses and flicks of the tongue that Legolas seemed to get the courage to go further. Breathlessly Glorfindel watched as Legolas drew back a little and opened his eyes his tongue still licking the taste of his lover from his moist lips. Glorfindel saw the nervousness in his lover’s eyes and quickly leant down to press a reassuring kiss to his lover’s lips. “Only the tip for now Legolas, the rest comes with practise.” Straightening back up again Glorfindel slowly guided Legolas mouth to his cock again and watched in clouded delight as Legolas parted his lips and let the very tip of Glorfindel’s cock slide tightly into his mouth. This time Glorfindel could not suppress the groan that left his lips. Legolas’ mouth was like sliding into warm, moist velvet and the feeling of ecstasy spread thoroughly around his body. When Legolas didn’t move Glorfindel opened his eyes and again and glanced down. The mere sight of his cock pushed into Legolas’ open mouth was enough to make Glorfindel come there and then but restraining himself Glorfindel brought one of his hands down to rest on Legolas cheek while the other remained as a guide on the back of the youngsters head. “Hollow you cheeks and suck Legolas.” At the very words Legolas obediently did as he was told and began rhythmically sucking on the very end of Glorfindel’s cock. The sensation was maddening especially when Legolas got bolder and began flicking his tongue against the slit in the head. Glorfindel tried desperately not to thrust his hips forward but when Legolas’ teeth involuntarily ghosted across his skin the temptation became too much for Glorfindel. “Enough!” The long drawn out moan was cut abruptly short as Glorfindel hastily pushed Legolas away from him feeling his restraint breaking and his orgasm approaching fast.

“I am sorry, what did I do?” Legolas was quickly nuzzling against Glorfindel’s chest his arms wrapped protectively around his lovers waist as he apologised quickly for upsetting his lover. He had not expected Glorfindel’s moans of lust to be so abruptly ended by a hoarse commanding voice. Glorfindel silently cursed himself for sounding so harsh but could only close his eyes and try and calm himself before answering Legolas’ questions.

“You did nothing wrong Legolas, I just don’t have the patients or the resolve to teach you these sorts of things at this moment. I don’t want to hurt you. I have missed you terribly and I need to make love to you now.” Apologetically Glorfindel ran his hand gently across Legolas’ cheek forcing the young elf to make eye contact with him. Seeing the realization dawn in Legolas eyes Glorfindel quickly sealed his lips with his lovers deftly exploring the youth’s mouth with his eager tongue. Glorfindel had missed the taste of his lover and could hardly get enough of it. The painful twitching ache in his cock however brought Glorfindel back from his passionate kiss and he quickly brought his fingers up to Legolas lips. Glorfindel smiled warmly as he watched Legolas confused gaze pass from his fingers back to Glorfindel’s face. “I don’t have any oil, suck them.” Legolas’ eyes widened considerably but Glorfindel didn’t give the prince time to question it as he pushed two of his fingers into Legolas mouth. With mixed amusement and lust Glorfindel watched breathlessly as Legolas’ eyes fluttered closed and he began sucking on the two fingers in his mouth. The sensation was wonderful and Glorfindel could already imagine that it was his cock being sucked into Legolas mouth rather than his fingers. Involuntarily Glorfindel shivered at the thought as his cock jumped appreciatively of the thought. Hastily Glorfindel slid his now slick fingers from Legolas mouth and sat up. “Turn and face the tree.” Legolas’ eyes were still wide with wonder but obediently he did as he was told, quickly swapping places with his lover to kneel facing the rough bark of the tree’s trunk.

Glorfindel sighed heavily as he shuffled up closer to his lover so that his chest was pressed against Legolas’ back. His prince’ was beautiful so wantonly waitfor for him and he knew that he would not last long under the circumstances.

“What if someone is walking in the gardens?” Legolas’ voice flittered quietly in the morning breeze as he felt Glorfindel push his legs further apart and drew his hands up to lie either side of head ead on the trunk of the tree.

“This is our garden Legolas, no one but us are allowed in here accept for the caretaker and those we invite.” Glorfindel’s voice trailed off as the elder seneschal pushed the two fingers Legolas had previously sucked on into his own mouth, making them moist again. “Now relax Legolas, this may sting.” Removing the two fingers from his own lips Glorfindel quickly pressed one of them to Legolas’ tight puckered opening, presented so beautifully before him. Legolas tensed at the first blunt nudge of the finger and tightened his grip on the tree before him. Legolas had come to expect the stinging first push but knowing the pleasure was not far away, willed himself to calm. Glorfindel smiled as he ran a hand along his lovers spine watching as Legolas relaxed enough for Glorfindel’s finger to slide easily into the tight heat of his body. “You are a beautiful like this, I have missed you my love.” Legolas groaned as Glorfindel began twisting the finger inside of him, his kisses returning to Legolas’ neck as Glorfindel thrust another of his fingers in to join the other. Glorfindel was trying desperately to keep his composure. He had been hard since climbing into bed last night and being so close to what he wanted was proving difficult to take his time. “I need you Legolas, I need to be in you.” Legolas whimpered wantonly as Glorfindel reverted into Quenya something he tended to do when lost in passion.

“Take me, do it now.” Legolas groaned his acceptance feeling himself push backwards helplessly as Glorfindel slid his fingers free. A cool breeze whipped across Legolas rear and the prince shivered and trust his hips forward making his own hard cock brush against the rough bark of the tree. Behind him he heard Glorfindel chuckle at his neediness but the retort he was going to make fell idle on his lips as Glorfindel’s considerably large girth was pressed firmly in between his cheeks. Having Glorfindel’ pressed against his length like a blanket was heaven and Legolas whimpered as he blindly sought out his lovers lips over his shoulder. Seeing his lovers need Glorfindel quickly placed his lips on Legolas’ sucking the younger elf’s tongue into his own mouth as he firmly pushed his hips forward burring himself inside Legolas heat in one slow slide. Legolas yelped and bit Glorfindel’s tongue at the abrupt intrusion. Glorfindel had always taken his time entering him but having such a girth so hastily pushed into him hurt like hell. “I am sorry.” Glorfindel soothed his hands down Legolas sides as he peppered soft kisses over his lover’s neck and back. He had lost himself for a moment his unsated desire overruling his need for gentleness. After a few moments of stillness Glorfindel felt Legolas relax around him and silently rejoiced as the prince pushed eagerly back towards him driving his cock further inside him to nudge the hidden sweet spot inside.

“Aye Glorfindel I have missed you.” Legolas’ threw his head back against Glorfindel’s shoulder his exclamation coming out in pants from his own debauched lips. Glorfindel delighted in the way Legolas so eagerly responded to him and without restraint began thrust hard into the lithe pliable form in front of him. From their practices before Legolas met Glorfindel’s thrusts with his own desperately pushing Glorfindel deeper into him while brushing his own neglected member against the rough bark of the tree before him. Despite the fact he could feel scratches forming on his stomach and chest Legolas continued to move backwards and forwards, caught between his lovers sweet rod and the torturous rasp of the tree.

“Aye gods Legolas, this is too much.” Desperate with need Glorfindel tightened his grip on Legolas waist leaving red finger marks on the marble skin as he thrust harder and further into his mate all restraint leaving his body. In the two days they had spent together after their first night Glorfindel had never felt himself so deep inside his lover and Legolas so willingly taking it, even encouraging it. Not truly in control of himself any longer Glorfindel leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Legolas sweat sheered neck. Glorfindel’s orgasm took him by surprise and the elder elf could only yell Legolas’ name as he stiffened and buried himself to the hilt inside his lover as he came. It was a rush Glorfindel had never experienced before and all he could do was hold on to his love as again he came Legolas muscles contracting around him milking him with ease until he was left breathlessly panting and resting against Legolas back.

It was only as his own breathing regulated again that Glorfindel became acutely away that Legolas was still trembling against him for some reason. Reluctantly Glorfindel satfromfrom his lovers back and watched in amazement as Legolas moved back with him, the youngsters eyes closed and his mouth open wide as he panted restlessly. Glorfindel realised with shock that Legolas was still hard and was working himself with his hand trying to reach his own completion. Cursing his lack of attention to his lovers fulfilment Glorfindel quickly slipped his arm around Legolas waist and pushed away Legolas hand on his cock before replacing it with his own. Legolas bucked upwards at the touch and groaned Glorfindel’s name as the seneschal set a quick and hard pace.

“Come for me little one, let me hear you scream.” It took only a few more flicks of his wrist and Glorfindel’s own choice words before Legolas arched backwards and lost his battle with his impending orgasm. Glorfindel could only watch in ore as Legolas screamed his name and shot his load in cream whiendrendrils all over Glorfindel’s hand and the green grass before them. Breathlessly Legolas collapsed in his lover’s arms listening to the chuckle in Glorfindel’s chest as the elder seneschal lay them both down in the now bright morning sun streaming down upon them. Quite surprisingly Glorfindel had still not slipped out of his lover yet, Legolas muscles still holding him fast for some reason. The seneschal made to remove himself to make them more comfortable but Legolas instantly opened his eyes and shook his head pleadingly with his lover.

“No, don’t move just hold me. I feel strange.” Glorfindel frowned a little in worry but seeing the confusion in his lover’s eyes quietly did as he was told. Enfolding his arms around Legolas waist Glorfindel spooned himself up against Legolas’ back and nuzzled into the prince’s slender neck to place chaste kisses of reassurance against the tendein. in.

“Yes I feel strange too, that is the first time I have found release before my lover has before. Forgive me for neglecting you.” Apologetically Glorfindel nuzzled in further to Legolas neck inhaling the beautiful forest smell imbedded within the prince’s golden hair.

//No, it is not that. It just felt different this time, the feeling caught mf guf guard. // Glorfindel smiled as he felt Legolas easily enter his mind and into their own private space they shared. While it was easy to share mind connections being so close it was virtually impossible for them to do so with such physical distance between them. Glorfindel had tried on serval occasions during his trip to the border to contact Legolas but it seemed they had not refined their skill enough to cover such distances. While Glorfindel was disappointed he had made a note to ask Elrond about it when he next got chance. If there was something he and Legolas could be doing to help increase their abilities Glorfindel was willing to do it.

// What sort of feeling Legolas? Perhaps I have hurt you, I was a little rougher than usual and I do not think you have taken me that deep before.// Glorfindel leaned over his lovers shoulder a little worried and watched as Legolas shook his head and blushed a pretty shade of pink at the conversation.

//Nay Glorfindel I am not in pain, I just feel different.// Legolas paused and Glorfindel observed with curiosity as Legolas brought a hand to his stomach and rubbed little circles around the navel. //I feel lighter somehow, like my body is floating on air. // Legolas tried to put words to how he felt in an effort to explain it to his concerned lover but Glorfindel just merely shook his head in confusion.

//I do not know what it is you feel Legolas.// Glorfindel paused and boldly reached over Legolas waist to place his own hand over Legolas’ still circling the prince’s navel in soothing motions. //Perhaps you should go and see Elrond and have him examine you. I would not want for you to be hurt in someway.// Legolas rolled his eyes but quickly stopped the motions of his hand over his belly only now realizing what he had been doing.

//No, I do not think that will be necessary. It is a rather pleasant sensation nothing too serious. Perhaps it is just because I have missed you and my body is happy that you are home and safe.// Legolas crawled away from Glorfindel hissing a little in pain as Glorfindel’s now flaccid member slid from him as he sat up. Glorfindel sat up as well watching with concern still as Legolas stretched in the sunlight and yawned loudly. “Besides it is fading now.” Seeing the concern in Glorfindel’s eyes Legolas lied and hastily broke the connection between them not wanting Glorfindel to discover the truth. In truth the sensation was not fading and Legolas felt as if a thousand fireflies had settled in his stomach. Yet he did not want to concern Glorfindel with the matter knowing that his lover would use any excuse of ill health to prevent him from joining the patrols. Promptly Legolas changed the subject. “So, you still have not answered my question. Are you going to allow mejoinjoin the next patrol?” Glorfindel groaned and fell back against the grass as he watched Legolas stand above him his hands on his hips looking quite determinedly down at him.

Whether he liked it or not Glorfindel had to agree Legolas skill was better than most novices joining the patrols, and that he had promised Legolas not so long ago to allow him the freedom. Sighing heavily Glorfindel reluctantly nodded watching in mild amusement as Legolas squealed in delight and bent down to give him a passionate kiss.

“Thank-you, so much.” Glorfindel groaned as Legolas helped him up from the grass to stand directly in front of his delighted lover. Despite the change in subject Glorfindel had not forgotten what they had previously been talking about and made a mental note to keep a close eye on his lover. It was obvious Legolas had changed the subject of his health very quickly but Glorfindel would not easily forget.

“Aye you can join the patrols Legolas, but there will be rules of which I will decide upon in the coming days.” Legolas rolled his eyes dramatically and waved his hand about uncaringly as he turned and began to wander happily back into their room. Glorfindel tutted loudly and collected their things from around the garden before following his elated naked lover back indoors. “You will be treated as one of the guards Legolas, and there will be no special treatment when we are at the borders just because you are my lover.” Glorfindel dropped their things onto the bed as he watched Legolas skip around the room gathering some clean clothes and a towel for his early morning bath.

“Yes, Yes. I do not want special treatment.” Glorfindel sat down pointedly on the end of the bed as Legolas breezed past him uncaringly waving Glorfindel’s seriousness away with his hand. “Oh Filgree will be happy when I tell him I am headed for the borders. He has always said I would make a good warrior!” Glorfindel shook his head not amused as Legolas bent down and kissed him softly on the forehead. “I am going for a bath now, will I see you at lunch?” Legolas stepped back from his lover and watched with curiosity as Glorfindel sighed heavily and nodded almost reluctantly.

“Aye I have a meeting with council all tmornmorning, I will see you at lunch and we can take a ride together in the afternoon to discuss your new responsibilities.” Defeated Glorfindel watched as Legolas beamed down at him proudly.

“Good, you will be proud of me Glorfindel I promise. Now I will see you at lunch.” Glorfindel shook his head in mild amusement as Legolas kissed him again on the lips before hastily disappearing from their room to head towards the bathing chamber across the hall.

“Oh valar, give me strength.” With a soft prayer to the valar Glorfindel rose from the bed and began searching the room for something clean to wear to council. It was going to be a long day and Glorfindel could already feel the weight of a hard days organization beginning to fall upon his shoulders. Given the option he would have gladly stayed in Legolas’ arms but prince or no prince Glorfindel was still Imladris’ seneschal and duty always called.

TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

A/N (mmmm glorfy/leggy slash) Anyway more Elrond and Erestor slash too soon I promise.