The old ways

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The next bit. Love you all!

A strangled cry escaped Legolas lips as he sat up, hissing at the pain that spread across his back because of the sudden strain and he blinked helplessly into the darkness. His breath was coming in short and painful gasps and his face was wet from his t.
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Only seconds later his eyes had fully adjusted to the pale and faint light the moon spilled into the room and his breath had calmed somewhat.
Slowly he turned his head to the other side of the large bed, as if he was afraid to find it empty and cold. Haldir was lying on his back, one arm flung behind his head the other resting on his abdomen. His eyes were glazed over in his sleep and he wore this tiny happy smile around his lips, that had found its permanent place there ever since he and Legolas had found each other again on the fields of Pelennor.

A well placed kick from one of his children made Legolas swear under his breath. Alright, time to get up and relieve his aching bladder. If this was going to get any worse, he would surely be better of having a bed much more nearer to the toilet, that was located at the very end of the hallway.
He quickly slipped into a robe and hurried off. His mind was still furiously working, trying to get his emotions back under control, telling himself over and over again that it just had been a very bad and disturbing dream. But a stale and numbing feeling inside his chest stayed pulling him down and putting him in a very depressed mood.

When Legolas was back in their chamber he stood in front of the large mirror and looked at himself sceptically as so many times before. True, he was not getting any thinner. He had grown immensely over the past two weeks. Then again, there were two children fighting for the little space that was given to them. And they would grow even more. A lot more. Even now, it was becoming more and more difficult to bend down, to get out of bed, to walk a longer distances without pain in the back and to move graciously.
Legolas turned back to the bed, quietly slipping under the cover, snuggled up to Haldir and closed his eyes, only concentrating on the sensation of smell and touch.

Sadly Haldir woke up only moments later, robbing Legolas of the feeling of total peace.
“Morning, my love. “ The marchwarden mumbled sleepily as he turned to his side and gathered the Mirkwood prince in his arms.
Legolas felt his roundness pressing into Haldir’s abdomen and again he remembered the cruel words that he had heard in his dream, he quickly pushed these thoughts aside and smiled up the Haldir.
“So, my prince, what will you be up to today?”
“I don’t know really. I thought maybe we could take a walk through the city again. I wanted to map down the gardens and parks that need tending.” Legolas said softly, already fearing the answer.
“Oh, well. Yes we could do that. Or maybe you could start on your own and I’ll join you later. I wanted to go and see someone and I don’t know if she’s is able to see visitors, yet.”
Legolas flinched. “Oh. Who did you wanted to see?”
“Eowyn. I heard that she is getting slowly better. She is such a pearl. Nice, loving, caring and a very good friend. Ah and not to forget, she is very beautiful, too. You will just adore her, I am sure.”
“Eowyn.” The prince whispered. No, this was silly. He scolded himself for his panic. Haldir had already told him about Eowyn and how about she was responsible for Haldir being able to be back in his arms now. But still....
“I would very much like to accompany you. I don’t want to map the gardens on my own. And if you are right, Eowyn does know a lot about me by now anyway. It’s time that I get to meet her.” Legolas smiled faintly.

It was way past lunch until they were allowed to visit the Lady Eowyn. According to the healer she had only woken three days ago and was still very week.
Haldir moved very cautiously as he entered the slightly darkened room and beckoned Legolas to follow him.

Eowyn lay halfway propped up on her pillows and greeted Haldir with a bright smile on her otherwise pale face. “Haldir! It is so good to see you. How is your back?” her voice was soft and faint.
Haldir stepped over to her and drew her carefully into his arms. “Eowyn! You gave us all a fright. You must tell me exactly what happened to you. I was so shocked when I heard you were attacked by a wraith and its beast.”

Legolas stood at the door and swallowed hard. Eowyn had gently placed her hands against Haldir’s back and was now stroking carefully up and down its length.
And much to his dismay Haldir didn’t seemed to mind in the slightest.
Suddenly Haldir straightened up again and turned to him.
“Legolas, my love. Why are you standing there in the back. Come over to us. Let Eowyn see you and our small wonder.” He smiled lovingly at Legolas.

Eowyn turned her attention away from Haldir and gave Legolas the same bight and loving smile as she looked at him for the first time for some weeks.
“Legolas! I am so glad to see again alive and well. Oh, and look Haldir and I were right. He was so worried when he didn’t know what the matter was. You are pregnant. And you look so beautiful. Oh, Legolas I envy you so much.”

They sat and talked with Eowyn a while longer telling her all about the fight at the black gates of Mordor, their way back and that they were indeed expecting twins. Eowyn was beside herself with glee, squeezing Haldir’s hand ever now and again, throwing him knowing glances and smiles.
She told them in return about the incident during the battle and about her time here in the care of the healers. But when she told them about the handsome young and good looking warrior who had recently visited her, her eyes grew even brighter and a charming blush crept across her cheeks.

The sun had started to descend when Haldir and Legolas left Eowyn to herself and headed back to their room. Legolas was lost in thought and scanned to deserted corridors of the castle on the way. He wondered where Gimli, Merry and for instance his father had vanished to on this day but came to no conclusion. Right now he only wanted to get back to their quarters and lay down for a bit.
He hardly noticed Haldir opening the door for him and moved straight for the bed. He let out a satisfied sigh and his back relaxed immediately as he stretched out on the soft covers.
Smiling softly Legolas patted the bed beside him and hoped that Haldir would join him, but Haldir seemed to be lost in thought as he stood in front of the window and stared at the city that spread out below him.
Legolas closed his eyes for a bit and let his thoughts stray. To his surprise it didn’t take them long to fasten themselves on Haldir, imagining him naked and willing beside him, kissing Legolas tenderly and stroking the growing erection that produced from below the growing belly. Legolas gasped quietly and opened his eyes. Haldir still stood transfixed at the window.
“Haldir?” Legolas called out softly.
“Mhm?” Haldir didn’t even turn his head.
“Love, come to me. Why are you so pensive?”
Haldir at last moved his head and smiled at Legolas “Sorry I was lost in thought. Nothing to worry about.” He moved towards the bed and dropped onto the mattress beside his husband.

Legolas snuggled up and his hand journeyed down Haldir’s chest, playfully tugging at the fastenings of Haldir’s tunic. When Haldir didn’t oppose, Legolas slowly started opening the fasng, ng, snaking his hand beneath the layers of clothes. In no time his hand had found the already hardening nipple and he toyed with it for some time. Haldir had his eyes closed and moaned approvingly.

Legolas’ member was hard by now and he wanted nothing more than to feel Haldir’s body against his own, feel the love and tenderness, feel himself breached by his lover and husband and scream out his release.
He moved downwards to Haldir’s crotch to find a hard arousal pressing against the soft cloth of Haldir’s breeches. With a wicked smile, Legolas pushed himself up and moved in between Haldir’s legs. The marchwarden still had his eyes closed but never indicated anything but approval.
The blond prince bent down as far as it was possible for him and tugged at the lacing with his teeth, successfully undoing them. Again using only his teeth and tongue he open the fly and tugged the breeches down a bit, freeing Haldir’s erection.

Slowly he let his tongue glide up the soft underside, giving the tip a teasing lick. But the position was too uncomfortable for him, so Legolas sat up again and took the hard member into his hands.
With a maddening slow pace he rubbed his slander finger up and down the length, from time to time flicking the tip of his thumb over the sensitive head.
Haldir groaned softly and bucked his hips ever so slightly, encouraging Legolas to move faster.
“Haldir, love, what would you like? Would like to feel my tongue, my hot mouth around you? Do you want to bury yourself deep inside of me? Do you like to feel the heat of my penis straining against you? Can you feel.....” Legolas stopped in mid sentence.
Haldir’s erection wadinading, getting softer and softer by the moment.

Maybe he had been distracted by Legolas voice. But that never had happened before. Maybe he wasn’t in the mood, but surely then he would have said so. Legolas shook his head and turned his concentration on Haldir’s member again. Softly tugging at the twin sack below the flaccid penis, he bent down low again, circling the velvety head carefully with his tongue. To his satisfaction he felt the member hardening again. Good.
Ignoring the pain in his back and uncomfortable pressure on his belly, Legolas continued to move his lips and tongue along the hard arousal again.
With deliberate lightness he sucked the head of the erection into his mouth, letting it slide out again and...... felt the organ softening.

A sound of frustration and disbelief left the prince’s mouth as he sat up and looked into the open but unseeing eyes of Haldir. But Haldir wasn’t asleep, he seemed to be completely lost in thought.
“Haldir?” Legolas carefully asked, a slight tremor in his voice. He couldn’t help the feeling of utter sadness that washed over him. The depression that started deep down in his belly and worked its way up to his throat.
“Haldir? Please what is wrong? Did you not like what I did? Did I...”
Haldir’s eyes refocused and he looked at Legolas like he had come back from a far off place. “No. No, sorry I was just thinking about someone. It must have distracted me. I am sorry love. Maybe, this isn’t such a good idea right now.” Haldir looked at Legolas apologetically.

Legolas nodded, trying to fight back the tears that threatened to spill from his eyes. He hated this feelings that lately consumed him. He cried far too easily, his temper was easily enflamed and he had hardly any control over the whirlwind of emotions which currently were ablaze throughout his body.
“Fine, maybe I was too persistent.” Legolas offered quietly. “Who were you thinking of?”
Haldir turned his gaze to the window “Eowyn.” He said softly.

A cry shattered the silence of the room as Legolas literally jumped backwards off the bed and quickly turned away from Haldir and the bed making for the door.
Haldir was up in an instant and managed to grab the sleeve of Legolas shirt. The younger elf was sobbing uncontrollably by now, tears streaming down his face and he sent his fist flailing against Haldir.
The broader elf had a hard time stooping the attempts of knocking him away and after some moments he had the balled fists securely in a strong grip.
“Legolas! By the Valar, what ails you. I am sorry that I didn’t enjoy your touch as I usually do, but..”
“I know! You are not enjoying me anymore. I have grown to big for you. I am growing fat, undesirable, I am not the proud warrior I once was. Look at me! I am crying like an infant, I can’t move like I used to. I know you feel repelled. You need something else. You are taking you desires and needs to somebody else,.....you...”
“Legolas stop. Please. What are talking about. Of course I desire you. You are neither fat nor to big. It is a normal thing. The children grow and so does your body. I desire and love every single inch of you. What ever gave you the idea that I would go to somebody else to still my needs?” Haldir drew the trembling body into his arms and tried to soothe his husband. He lead them both back to bed where he sat down pulling Legolas with him.

After some moments Legolas had recovered enough to tell Haldir of his dream, the still lingering feeling of jealousy and fear of losing his love, the awkward feelings he had experienced in the presence of Eowyn, while he was watching her embrace Haldir, the uneasiness at Haldir’s withdrawn face while he tried to make love to him.
Haldir was shocked at himself for his lack of attention. Only now he remembered that Legolas had seemed to be more edgy than ever during this day and all he could think about was Eowyn and her infatuation with Faramir. And then above all, he had been so insensitive as to say her name when Legolas was so desperately trying to please him. What an idiot he had been.

“Legolas, love. I am sorry. I would never go to somebody else. I love you too much. Don’t you know what you mean to me? You are my live. My soul and heart. I could never betray you like that. And yes you are right. I should have told you all and everything. You see, Eowyn is a dear friend to me. When I arrived at Helm’s deep at first, I saw the way she looked at Aragorn. I felt sorry for her, knowing the Aragorn’s heart already belonged to Arwen. She is such a nice person. She deserves someone who truly loves her. And when I saw the lights dancing in her eyes and heard her voice when she told us about Faramir, I started to worry about her. I was thinking, if someone like Faramir could ever love someone like her. She is very headstrong and not a submissive maiden, like you find everywhere and men seem to like so much. I let my thoughts take over my body and heart, and forgot the most important part of my live, you!”

Legolas breathing had calmed and he had his face buried in the crook of Haldir’s shoulder.
“Will you let me make it up to you?” the marchwarden, lovingly ran his fingers through the golden mane of his mate.
A slight nod was all he needed. Haldir smiled to himself as he swept Legolas up in his arms, ignoring the weak protest and moved to the door. Using his elbow he opening it and once in the hallway turned in direction of the large bathrooms at the end of the hall.

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