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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
43
Views:
2,026
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Preciousssss
Chapter 9
It had taken them about an hour to get supplies together and head out west. They had tracked the orcs through the night and for most of the following day. By evening they were approaching the sinister foothills of the Misty Mountains. They set up camp near a stream that was fed from a spring deep within the mountains.
"Right. I'm having a bath," announced Haldir.
"About time," muttered Kalina.
"And you could do with being flogged!" he snapped. He grabbed a clean shirt and stormed off towards the stream. He was in an exceptionally vile mood. He had been awake for too long, he was still blood stained from the night before, and worst of all nobody was paying attention to him. Legolas waill ill following around that succubus, whereas she and Aragorn had done this ranger crap together quite often in the past. He was also irked that nobody had offered to come with him to make bath time more fun.
Haldir swiftly stripped beside a small pool that the stream trickled into. Relieved to be out of his dirty clothes, he slid into the water, pleasantly surprised to find it warmer than expected from being exposed to the long afternoon sun. He against the side of the pool and shut his eyes, relieved at being able to do nothing. And maybe think of ways to watch Kalina die.
Minutes passed and Haldir lay still in the water, stress ebbing away and his irritation seeping away. Something vaguely brushed against his leg, but Haldir ignored it, assuming it was a fish. He continued to doze, occasionally something continuing to brush against his legs. The brushing turned into a gentle caress that slid up his thighs.
"Legolas?" murmured Haldir hopefully as the water began to ripple, opening his eyes slightly.
Then a set of large pale eyes glinted from under the water. Haldir opened his eyes wider as a small, gaunt creature emerged making a strange gurgling sound in his throat.
"What have we here, my preciousss? Pretty little elfsy, isn't he? And we've been so lonely since the nasssty Bagginses stole our Precious... Yesss... pretty well endowed elf is Smeagol's now..."
Haldir yelped and thrashed in the water. He was horrified and do make it worse the vile creature was fondling Haldir's most tender elfly bits.
"Get off of me!" screeched Haldir, flailing at the beast who had now latched onto his waist.
"Sssss... We likes it when they wriggles! Yess, Sméagol likes lively elveses!!" hissed Sméagol. He was sickeningly strong for the size of him and had the advantage of being an adept swimmer. Haldir found himself slammed up against a rock and the slimy skeletal body pressing against his back. "Now shut your eyes, preciouss and think of nasssty elfses homeland."
It had taken them about an hour to get supplies together and head out west. They had tracked the orcs through the night and for most of the following day. By evening they were approaching the sinister foothills of the Misty Mountains. They set up camp near a stream that was fed from a spring deep within the mountains.
"Right. I'm having a bath," announced Haldir.
"About time," muttered Kalina.
"And you could do with being flogged!" he snapped. He grabbed a clean shirt and stormed off towards the stream. He was in an exceptionally vile mood. He had been awake for too long, he was still blood stained from the night before, and worst of all nobody was paying attention to him. Legolas waill ill following around that succubus, whereas she and Aragorn had done this ranger crap together quite often in the past. He was also irked that nobody had offered to come with him to make bath time more fun.
Haldir swiftly stripped beside a small pool that the stream trickled into. Relieved to be out of his dirty clothes, he slid into the water, pleasantly surprised to find it warmer than expected from being exposed to the long afternoon sun. He against the side of the pool and shut his eyes, relieved at being able to do nothing. And maybe think of ways to watch Kalina die.
Minutes passed and Haldir lay still in the water, stress ebbing away and his irritation seeping away. Something vaguely brushed against his leg, but Haldir ignored it, assuming it was a fish. He continued to doze, occasionally something continuing to brush against his legs. The brushing turned into a gentle caress that slid up his thighs.
"Legolas?" murmured Haldir hopefully as the water began to ripple, opening his eyes slightly.
Then a set of large pale eyes glinted from under the water. Haldir opened his eyes wider as a small, gaunt creature emerged making a strange gurgling sound in his throat.
"What have we here, my preciousss? Pretty little elfsy, isn't he? And we've been so lonely since the nasssty Bagginses stole our Precious... Yesss... pretty well endowed elf is Smeagol's now..."
Haldir yelped and thrashed in the water. He was horrified and do make it worse the vile creature was fondling Haldir's most tender elfly bits.
"Get off of me!" screeched Haldir, flailing at the beast who had now latched onto his waist.
"Sssss... We likes it when they wriggles! Yess, Sméagol likes lively elveses!!" hissed Sméagol. He was sickeningly strong for the size of him and had the advantage of being an adept swimmer. Haldir found himself slammed up against a rock and the slimy skeletal body pressing against his back. "Now shut your eyes, preciouss and think of nasssty elfses homeland."