The old ways

Short but juicy. Don't worry, more will follow soon. I just have make up my mind about a few details.

Legolas hissed with pleasure and gripped the sheet he was lying on tightly with his hands. Trying to calm down a bit, the blonde prince took long and steadying breaths, concentrating on the carvings on the wooden ceiling. His eyes followed every ornate detail until he felt the tingling and burning sensation in his loins fade to a more moderate level.

Haldir watched Legolas and smirked. So, his love wanted to last, did he? The marchwarden pushed himself up and knelt between the widely spread legs. While he was caressing the swollen flesh with his left, he quickly dipped his right hand down and fumbled around beneath the mattress for a moment until he had located what he was looking for. Successfully pulling out the well known jar he gave a loving smile to his husband, hoping he hadn’t noticed it. But Legolas seemed still to be absorbed by the ceiling. Good.

Haldir managed to unscrew the lid without to many difficulties or sound and dipped his fingers in, coating them richly with the gel like substance. He had to stop himself from groaning as Haldir applied the gel to his engorged and hard member.

Being satisfied that his breathing had calmed down and he had prevented coming there and then, Legolas suddenly drew a sharp breath as he felt the well lubricated arousal of Haldir brush firmly against testtesticle.
All of his relaxation was gone in an instant and as Haldir continued to rub himself against him, Legolas was panting and moaning within seconds. He felt his legs lifted and spread even more, as Haldir now moved to rub the tip of his penis against the quivering entrance. Never really pushing in, just nudging the muscles open a fraction.
Again and again, Haldir pressed against Legolas opening, loving the sounds he was eliciting from the other elf.

With a wicked grin Haldir moved back up until only his sack rubbed against the tortured entrance and his member was aligned with Legolas sack. He didn’t have to hold the legs open anymore, for the blonde archer had placed his hands in the back of his knees by now and was holding his legs as wide and open as possible, giving Haldir the chance to use his hands as well.
While his penis nudged the base of Legolas member, Haldir took his own testicle into his hand and pushed it tightly against Legolas wanton hole., as if he wanted to push them inside. Haldir groaned deep from his chest thinking about the idea. How wonderful it would feel to have the sensitive sack buried deeply in the tight heat, not having the chance to pull them out because Legolas would clamp down his muscles, not wanting them to slip out.

Haldir knew that it wouldn’t really be possible, but it worked him up in no time. He could already feel the familiar tension deep down in his loins, the feeling of a coil winding up inside of him, ready to let go.
One look at his husband was enough to tell him that Legolas was not better off, than he. He had his head thrown back, the cheeks flushed and he was breathing hard through his open mouth. Legolas had let go of his legs, keeping them spread by pure muscle strength, his long fingers were toying with his own nipples, pinching and rolling them between thumb and index finger. A fine sheen of sweat had spread over his heated body and his muscles of his legs and torso were trembling with strain.

Quickly Haldir dipped his fingers once more into the jar and moved further up, so that both erections were aligned and took them both into the gel covered hand. Pre cum was leaking form both elves and their sacks had tightened hard against their bodies.
With smooth but firm strokes Haldir moved his hands over the members and thus mixed their essences.
Feeling Legolas eyes on him he quickly looked up and found his husband beaming at him. He couldn’t remember seeing those cobalt blue eyes shine with such an amount of love and lust before. Haldir smiled back at him and was just able to mouth a ‘I love you’ before the shudders and tremors of his own body and that of Legolas overtook him and he sent them both over the edge together.
Their seed mingled on Legolas body and started to run down the soft curves of the pregnant elf as they still stared into each others eyes, not able to speak or move, but understanding


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