The old ways

Haldir drew in his breath deeply, taking in Legolas’ scent. His nose buried deeply within the blonde curls that surrounded the throbbing erection of his husband.
He could feel Legolas’ tension and want, but didn’t want to satisfy it too quickly.
A small smile played around Haldir’s lips as he heard the sound he had been expecting, when he lasciviously let the sack slip from his lips.
Legolas groaned with dissatisfaction.

The hands still clutched the sheets tightly when Legolas suddenly felt Haldir moving away from him and out between his spread legs. And according to the movement of the mattress, Haldir even had left the bed.
But before the Prince could voice his disapproval, he could hear the soft rustle of the sheets along is right side. As if something, or in this case someone, was sliding or rather moving against the sheets. The sound was coming nearer to his head and Legolas felt his inner tension build up even more.
Then the bed dipped a little near his head. What was Haldir up to?
He could hear the slightly panting breath and smell the heady scent, but Legolas didn’t have any idea what was about to happen.

Something warm was coming nearer to his face. Nearer to his mouth. He knew that smell. Obviously Haldir was kneeling right next to Legolas’ head. The prince parted his lips in anticipation and arched his neck, thus elevating his head slightly to get nearer to the warmth.
Then suddenly something soft and hot touched his lips. Velvety skin covering throbbing steel. Legolas moaned and his tongue slipped out to touch Haldir’s member, but quickly it was moved away again, sliding along Legolas’ lips, barely touching them, until the heavy sack resting just above Legolas hot mouth.

Haldir hoped he had estimated the distance correctly when he moved his body closer to Legolas’ head. All he could do was to orientate himself by the sound of the Legolas’ heavy breathing.
And when he lowered his arousal down to where he hoped Legolas’ mouth was, he nearly gave himself away, feeling the hot lips and the slick tip of Legolas’ tongue on his heated skin. But Haldir didn’t want Legolas to have his way with him, so he moved slightly upwards again and brought his tests down onto the waiting lips.
Further and further Haldir moved downwards until his sack was firmly resting against Legolas’ mouth.
Hesitantly and very careful Legolas parted his lips a bit more and curiously lapped at Haldir’s sack. When this time it wasn’t removed, Legolas began to toy with it in earnest.

Legolas cherished the taste and texture of the rougher skin on his lips. He lapped at it longingly and nipped at it carefully with his teeth. Haldir’s small moan and gasps sent shivers through his own body and made him remember his own need.
But when he let go of the sheet with one hand and gently touched Haldir’s body, Haldir snatched it and pushed away from his body. Legolas sighed and placed it back where it had been before.

Carefully Haldir moved around Legolas’ head until his bent knees were at the sides of it, always keeping his sack on the lips of his husband.
Gently Haldir placed his hands on the shoulders of the blond elf and slid them down the body before him. Now that he couldn’t see it, Haldir took in every contour of the flesh with his fingers and found it to be a highly sensual experience. When he reached the stretched flesh of the belly, he bent down his upper body, careful not to put too much weight on his husband and kissed it.
Legolas giggled, as usual, in a very un-royal way as Haldir dipped his tongue into the now stretched flat navel of his love. Fighting his own urge to laugh, the marchwarden moved onward in direction of Legolas erection.

Suddenly Haldir’s nose collided with the soft satiny head of a very hot and eager member, leaving a slight wet trail of pre cum on Haldir’s skin.
Legolas moaned and suckled even more eager at Haldir’s sack.


Suppressing a giggle forming in his throat, Haldir moved onward again, this time parting his lips slightly and his head raised a fraction more. After what seemed an eternity for him, Haldir found the begging erection of Legolas again and lapped softly at its hea Leg Legolas reaction was immediate. He bucked his hips a bit and drew in the air sharply. He wished that Haldir would take him deeper into his mouth, but his husband continued only to lap and nibble at the sensitive head.
All too soon Haldir felt Legolas’ legs start to tremble and the unmistakable pulsing of the erection between his lips and withdrew with a small sigh. A shuddering groan of frustration was the answer.
Very carefully Haldir retreated from his love’s body and felt his way over to the right side of the bed, where he hoped to find the small jar containing far too little of the gel like substance that Gimli had given them.

Cocking his head slightly, Legolas tried to hear what Haldir was doing. After the first moment of frustration had passed, Legolas hoped that Haldir had not decided to end everything right now and then he suddenly could make out the faint but recognisable sound of glass against wood. Haldir was on his right side and the bedside table was on that side too. Glass on wood. Was Haldir trying to get himself something to drink? No, the sound of the glass was too dull for that. The decanter was of elven make and thus light and fragile. Wait, yes. The little jar of Gimli. Was that it?
Anticipation and a trembling need grew within the blond archer, as he parted his legs a little bit more.

With a featherlike touch, Haldir felt his way down one of Legolas’ long legs until he had reached the end of the bed.
Very carefully Haldir slipped in between the spread legs and moved upwards a bit until his bent knees touched the strong thighs.
With trembling hands Haldir unscrewed the little jar and set it gently down between his own knees, dumping the lip somewhere behind him on the floor.
He reached his hands out somewhere behind him feeling for Legolas’ feet and when he had found them, he lovingly slid his hands up the calves to the knees. Taking a firmer grip on them, Haldir pushed them further up and apart, eliciting a pleased and eager moan from his husband.

Legolas parted his legs all too willingly for Haldir and reached out to touch his lovers hands, that were still holding his knees. He brushed over Haldir’s fingers in a loving caress and drew his hands back up to lie behind his head once more.
The next touch of Haldir was rather unexpected for the younger elf, who had hoped to feel Haldir’s strong fingers probing his backside, but instead they came to rest on the heavy and by now rather large roundness of his belly.
Legolas felt all of his muscles relax, as Haldir caressed his body with slow and long strokes, like he was massaging him. A purring sound escaped the prince while he was slipping into a trance like state and never noticed those fingers drawing nearer and nearer to the source of his need.
A stifled yelp was Legolas’ reaction as suddenly Haldir’s fingers closed around his length and pulled his foreskin all the way down, only to lean down and flick a teasing tongue over the sensitised head.

Haldir chuckled quietly and let go of Legolas’ throbbing erection and dipped the fingers of his right hand into the jar between his knees.
When his fingers where coated sufficiently with the substance, the fingers of his left hand parted the willing cheeks slightly and he gently pushed one finger into Legolas’ hot and tight body.
Haldir could feel Legolas’ body arch towards him and knew the his mate was already further gone than he had hoped. Gently he added a second finger, probing his husband further open and even managed to coat his own erection with the gel with his left hahilehile pushing his right further into the body before him.

Legolas’ breathing was shallow and fast by now, his whole being begging for Haldir to penetrate him further and when he felt the fingers withdrawing he couldn’t help but to voice his needs.
“No, don’t stop. Please. I need more. Push more into me. Spread me open, as far as you can. And only then take me.” His voice strained and trembling.

Haldir drew a sharp breath, again taken aback by the ferocity in Legolas voice and the way it aroused him to hear such words.
Quickly he coated his fingers a bit more and felt Legolas part his legs further to give him more room and to open himself up more.
This time Haldir pushed in three fingers at once receiving a shuddering groan from his husband as answer. With deliberate slowness Haldir moved his fingers within his mate’s body and enjoyed the feeling of the velvety heat around his fingers. After some more moments he added a fourth finger and when Legolas started to push down onto his hand he quickly folded his thumb down into his palm, his whole body shivering as he only felt the tight heat sliding over his hand, slowly taking him inside.

Legolas grunted quietly with effort and pushed the small amount of pain far aside. His body was thrumming and pulsing with energy as he took Haldir’s whole hand into him. Only for a fraction of a moment he though about his husband and his needs, but was soon too overwhelmed to concentrate onto it.

Haldir felt his own concentration slipping. The pressure was immense. The weight of Legolas body was adding to the tightness and pushing himself nearer to edge. Haldir was torn between his own need to bury himself deep inside of Legolas’ body and the joy he felt now, if only he could find his own relief somewhere on his love’s body as well.
The idea struck him just in time, for Legolas’ breathing and writhing of his body already indicated the nearing orgasm. Haldir closed his fingers inside the trembling body and twisted it ever so slight from left to right.
A deep and loud groan was the response and the fierce clenching of Legolas’ internal muscles as the blond prince came, spending himself across the tightly swollen skin of his abdomen.
Haldir trembled with need and knew he only had seconds left as he carefully withdrew his hand and took his own erection into his hand to guide it towards the wide open and spasmodically twitching entrance of his husband.
Never had he slipped into Legolas with such an ease and as soon as he had buried himself to the hilt, the still clenching muscles pushed him over the edge and Haldir came with a hoarse cry, throwing his head back, pumping violently into the body underneath him until his last drop was spent.

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