Elven Touch

Title: Elven Touch
By: Bonnie Greenleaf (leggyslove@livejournal.com)
Rated: NC-17
Pairing: Legolas/unknown maiden
Summary: Just a nice smut fic
Author's notes: Big, big, BIG thank yous to Kay for the beta. (you really did help, you nutter LOL)

The setting sun cast a golden glow on the trees of Mirkwood, making it look as if the trees had solid gold leaves. A maiden walked silently through the trees watching the sun sink lower. She gave a small sad smile and leaned against a birch tree.

“What troubles you, my lady?” a soft voice in elven whispered behind her. She turned and came face to face Legolas, the Prince of Mirkwood himself.

“Nothing, my lord,” she said quietly back, and then turned back to see the last shadow of gold leave the sky. She closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of the wood, then opened them to see Legolas facing her, his blue eyes staring down into her very soul.

“Something is troubling you. Will you not let me help?” He took a step towards her and she looked away, embarrassed. “Why do you look away?” Legolas, asked. His brow knit in confusion, his soft lips pressed together.

“I am just thinking of a love that I cannot possess,” she whispered softly. Then looking back into his beautiful face, she raised her hand and touched his cheek, brushing back a strand of that white golden hair that he so elegantly possessed. Suddenly, Legolas grabbed her wrist with that lightening fast elven movement, and held her hand to his face. His blue eyes stared into hers and she felt her heart race in anticipation.

Legolas moved her hand slowly to meet his lips, and kissed her thumb and index finger, softly moving his tongue along as he did this. He looked back to her. Her eyes wide and full of shock. The darkening light made her features harder to read, but that did not bother him, for his sight was far superior to that of any human.

“My lord…,” she began, but he hushed her with one small kiss on her palm. Sliding closer, Legolas wrapped his arm around her waist and drew her closer to his body. He put his palm over her heart, feeling the swelling breast underneath.

“Do not be frightened.” Leaning over he whispered softly into her ear. He let his pink tongue trace a light trail around it. Sliding his face over to face hers, she felt his eyelashes brush against her skin, which sent shivers throughout her body.

Suddenly, before she had time to comprehend, she felt the lips of the prince engulf hers. His sliding over top, opening her warm inviting mouth. She felt those soft, wet lips move across hers, his tongue invading her mouth, searching it and tasting it.

Legolas moved his hand up her back and clutched her tighter, still kissing and feeling. She shuddered when he pulled away. He smiled, looking at her and then ran the tip of his finger along her lips. Looking down, Legolas saw her breasts silently rising up and down as she breathed. Leaning in again, Legolas, started to kiss and lick along her jaw, down her neck. So soft and warm was his mouth that she felt the need between her legs grow.

His lips traced a path along her collar bone and then down lower, until he reached the fabric of her gown. Legolas pulled down her neckline and started to softly kiss the tops of her breasts. He felt her fingers softly run through his hair, and heard her soft sigh.

Looking up he said, “Do you trust me?” She nodded in response and he took her by the hand, leading her down the now moonlit path. They quickly came to the outside of a small elven house. She could see that candles were already lit inside. Pushing open the door, Legolas led her in, and she quickly realized that this must be his bedchamber, or one of them.

The candles left a soft yellow glow on the walls. She noted the big bed with silver and green sheets. It looked inviting. Walking in, Legolas led her to the edge of the bed and bid her to sit down.

“Tell me if this is what you want?” Legolas asked, before he leaned in and gave her a small warm kiss on her lips.

“With all my heart,”she replied, and felt herself warm with desire and lust. She felt his lips once more come crashing down on hers, as they roughly explored each other’s mouths. She ran her hands along his back, gripping at his tunic. Legolas’ mouth moved and he kissed her once more down her jaw and neck, lowering towards her chest. She leaned back and let him lower her down onto the bed.

She looked at the gold, flickering candlelight dancing on the ceiling, as Legolas’ warm inviting mouth explored her upper body. She then felt the hem of her skirt being pulled up, and a soft and powerful elven hand glide up her inner left thigh.

Gasping, she clutched onto Legolas’ shoulder harder as his mouth played on her clothed breasts, and also as she felt his hand slide up closer to her wet desire.

Legolas moved back up to her mouth as he found what he was seeking. Pulling back the folds of fabric, he found the swollen lips of her wet desire. He pulled away from her face and looked into her eyes, as he gently slid two fingers in the warmth and wetness. She gave a small groan and shut her eyes with pleasure as he rubbed softly, teasing her so gently that her breath was just barely above normal.

Legolas found that secret spot, and gently played with it, watching her silently groan and gasp as she felt the need in her grow. Giving butterfly kisses across her face he withdrew her fingers and sank her into another deep inviting kiss.

She felt herself being pulled up to the edge of the bed again, her head swimming with desire and lust. She was quickly pulled up to her feet and held in Legolas’ arms. He pressed against her, and she could feel the swelling cock underneath his breeches, begging to be let out. “Turn around,” Legolas whispered, and he gently turned her so that her back was facing him. She felt those strong hands, slowly undoing the laces in the back of her dress. After what seemed like an eternity, Legolas moved his hands gently over her shoulders, pushing the fabric off her body. She shook the sleeves off of her arms, letting the rest fall to the floor. She turned, nude, facing him.

Giving a smile, Legolas rubbed her breast with his hand and kissed her. He felt the hardness of her nipple grow underneath his palm. Then, stepping back, he took off his tunic to reveal heauteautifully sculpted chest and hard nipples. The maiden reached down and started ntientie the lacing that held up his breeches, his cock painfully aware that she was doing this. She slid the cloth down past his hips and thighs, and to the floor.

She looked up to him as she knelt and he knew what she was about to do. Silently and so gently she took the tip of his desire into her mouth, kissing and licking it. Legolas put his hands on her head and gave a soft moan as she took in more of his need.

Running her hands up his thigh she cupped his balls and massaged them, causing the prince to moan louder. She took it in more, but then withdrew, licking up a bead of moisture that escaped the tip.

She drew up to face Legolas, her hard nipples brushing against the now damp flesh of his chest. Drawing him into a hard passionate kiss, she felt his aching cock against her lower stomach. Pulling back, she then sat down on the edge of the bed with her legs spread. “Will you not satisfy me, Legolas?” she said in a whisper.

Legolas then leaned down to plant a kiss on her swollen lips, slowly making that now familiar trail of kisses down her neck. Cupping her left breast, he bit and sucked on her nipples, leaving them even harder than before. Legolas heard her sigh, and felt her fingin hin his silken hair.

Lower he went down her chest and to her stomach, and she felt her pulse racing faster as he found another new spot to explore. Shutting her eyes she felt those strong fingers part the lips of her swollen desire. He quickly found that spot which made her groan and shudder with just the slightest touches.

Then a new sensation hit her. Legolas’ tongue played with her clitoris, causing her to cry out louder, and feel things that she could never possibly have imagined before. He teased it so that she was near the edge, but not quite. She felt a finger enter her tight opening, and, groaning loudly, she gripped Legolas’ head.

Feeling the familiar sensations, she pulled Legolas away from her, and shifted back onto the bed. Seeing Legolas standing before her made her heart stop. The candles gave him a soft glow and made him more kingly, than princely.

“Have you done this before?” he asked in a low voice. She nodded in reply, opening her legs for him. A small smile spread across his lips and he knelt down to mount her.

Looking into her eyes, Legolas positioned himself just right, and slowly entered her. A gasp came from her lips as she felt his cock filling her, giving her ultimate ecstasy. She shifted slightly to get the best feel. Leaning down, Legolas kissed her and she felt him withdraw ever so slightly, then fill her again.

She felt so good; the exquisite sensations caused by the caresses of the prince so incredible as to make her feel that they couldn’t be real.

Legolas pumped harder into her, his cries and groans a mixture with hers. Her tihot hot opening giving him so much pleasure, he leaned in and kissed her neck fervently, pumping harder into her, filling her.

With a hoarse cry, the world seemed to stop for the maiden, and the spasms and waves of such pleasure crashed down on her, pushing everything else from existence. Left breathless, she felt Legolas stiffen and heard him cry out, the last few intense thrusts he felt that blinding, earth shattering bliss of sensations as he emptied his come into her.

All was still, except for the heavy breathing of the two lovers. Finally, Legolas withdrew and laid himself down beside the maiden, giving her a small kiss.

Looking into his eyes, she lightly traced the pointed tip of his ear, and brushed back the mussed hair that fell on his face. Such beauty and power lay there that she almost looked away, as if she were not worthy to be in such presence.

Curling his arm around the Maidens body, Legolas held her close and kissed her one last time, and held her until she fell asleep. No words needed to be spoken to say how the two now felt about each other.

The End