The old ways

SORRY! But now I ack.ack. Here comes a liitle apatizer to get you all back into the mood. I am going to take a nice long bath now and maybe later....... if you say pretty please a while post some more.
Love you all and thank you for sticking with me, even through all the hard time. Yours Britta (aka Karla)


On with the story.

Legolas walked slowly down the narrow lanes of Minas Tirith, keeping out an eye for deserted gardens or patches of lingering green among the crumbling walls and houses of the ancient city.
Haldir had not wanted to accompany him, claiming he had other matters to attend to. The soft glow of the fading autumn sun bathed his surrounding in a warm orange glow and Legolas drew a deep breath of comfort.

He had just rounded a corner when soft sounds of laughter and hushed voices drifted towards him, clearly coming from a tiny park, that was framed by hedges and old rose bushes. The blond elf smiled to himself, happy that the new age of peace and freedom slowly came back to Middle earth and love was obviously blossoming among the people again. He quietly turned away from the little park when a silver, bell like laughter stopped him dead in his tracks.
With a look of utter disbelief Legolas turned back and moved towards the hedges again. He was absolutely sure that it had been Haldir’s laughter he just had heard. Mingled with the soft voice of a female.

Just before he had reached the greenery, the laughter turned into breathy moans and suppressed groans. Legolas felt his blood pounding in his ears, his heart hammering and his hands turned clammy.
Trying not to make any sound he carefully shifted some of the branches to be able to peer into the small park.
The cry got stuck in his throat as he observed his husband bending over a young, dark haired woman, who was lying naked across on of the marble benches. Haldir’s shirt hung open and his breeches were lying scattered be boe boots and belt on the ground.
He was holding the young woman by the waist, her back arched into his touch and her legs were spread wide to give the tall elf full access.
Haldir was fully aroused and lowered himself down between her legs, going very slowly as if to savour the moment for as long as possible.

When he sank slowly into her wetness, both moaned in ecstasy.
Legolas couldn’t believe his eyes and sobbed helplessly. Suddenly the rhythmic movement of the two lovers stopped and Haldir turned his head towards Legolas. A smile spread across the handsome face “Legolas, my love. You really shouldn’t have come here. Did I not tell you that I didn’t have time for you today.”

A pale hand flew up to cover the quivering lips as tears of disbelief ran down the tormented face. Legolas could only shake his head slowly and his vision blurred. He wasn’t even able to say anything, to great was the pain that clenched his heart.
Haldir kept on smiling as he continued in a softer voice. “Legolas, my dearest. You surely don’t want me to keep my hands of such a delicacy?” He nodded shortly towards the woman “I mean look at her, so frail, so tender and such a slender waist. I love you, but look at yourself, my husband. You are truly not such a pretty sight anymore right now. You look a little bit like you are going to burst any minute now.”
The woman giggled and suddenly wrapped her long and slender legs around Hals was waist urging the elf deeper and gave him a suggestive smile. Haldir turned back to her and started thrusting into her body with abandon.

Legolas turned and ran. He ran as quickly as it was pole ile in his condition, holding one arm protectively around his swollen body and wiped the tears away with his free hand that blinded his vision.
Somewhere in the background he could hear the long and shuddering moan that accompanied Haldir’s release.

t.b.c.


awwhhhhh..... Am I mean! Yes! Ilove it!