Cartel merka (wild rose)
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Adult ++
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Cartel merka (wild rose)
Title: Cartel'merka
Authors (including email): Az ElladanadoresElrohir@gmx.net and
Milly ElrohiradoresElladan@gmx.net
Pairing(s): Legolas/Elladan
Rating: R
Summary: This is based on one of the most beautiful lyrics I know, "Where the wild roses grow", if you truly want to know read the
lyrics first.
Disclaimer: We don't own this, neither the LOTR-chars nor the lyric of "Where the wild roses grow", and we neither claim the first nor
the second, nor do we wish to make any profit with this.
Warnings (only if necessary): char death, first time, pov, angst
Authors Note (if needed/desired): Aii... I absolutly love that song, made me think of writing immediatly when I heard it on the radio
today. I told my sweet and she agreed that we could write it. :) And as I *love* killing Az' fav chars we agreed to take her favourite
pairing. *smiles devilishly* Feedback would be adorable. If you want to flame please turn to me, it amuses me. :) Oh and if you need
explanations why we took this sub char I'll love to explain it to you, I'll just not do it now or I'll spoil the fic.
Az; I was more than enthusiastic when Milly told me that she would make a fic from those lyrics. (I bought a whole goddamn cd
because of that one tune). I don't know if any of you ever noticed, but I tend to build fics up over a tune. And name them after it, it's
a good way to work for me. So i'd like to thank Milly for letting me write this with her, and Nick Cave for being so wonderfully fucked up.
Yea FB! I live and breathe for it - so give some unless you -like Milly- want to kill me *LOL* - Don't flame me, I get depressed.
Cartel'merka
[Wild rose]
*************************************************************
Chapter 1
When I saw him for the first time he was sweet and beautiful, still so much like a child. We met in the forrest for a short moment, before he had to go. It had been years since I saw anyone who touched my heart like that and never before had I seen anyone who was that pretty. Maybe it was the innocent that radiated from him when you looked at him. Even while he starred at me he seemed innocent, it is something that I cannot explain. But from the first time I saw him I knew that it was him I had been waiting for.
His lips reminded me of the most beautiful flowers I have ever seen. And when they curled up to a smile there was nothing that could be compared to him, nothing but the roses next to the stream that flows through my father's realm. There resemblance of the colour was hardly to be told apart and I felt the wish to take him there growing inside of me. Then, suddenly, he was gone and I couldn't see him any longer, he vanished while I thought upon him.
It is hard to explain how wonderful it felt when I heard that he had traveled to my father's court. He was a prince, just like me, an equal who matched with me. Someone who was worth the attention I paid him. For even though he was beautiful I had been unsure if he was enough to satisfy me. It was different then, I was relived to know that he was the right one. Or at least I hoped he was, for still I didn't know if he was really what I had been looking for. But there were ways to find out if he was.
During the meal I regarded and observed him. Patiently of course, I am as polite as I was raised to be. But I noticed his interest in me, in the innocent glances I saw again and again. He looked away everytime he saw me looking at him. His blush when he averted his gaze amazed me. And for the first time I was unsure if he was really an innocent or if he was pretending so well. I had to know more for if I wouldn't, I would pass the night lying restlessly on my bed, wondering what it would be like to touch him.
If he really was the one I wanted or not. It is impossible for me to let a chance pass. I wouldn't be able to bear wondering if he was the right one until the end. Being immortal is wonderful, but with the memory of my people you cannot make mistakes. Wondering if you could have done better would drive you insane. My decision was easy, I had to see him and it wasn't difficult to find out in which room he dwelt. I am the prince of this realm, the servants answer me if I ask them.
I knocked his door and he allowed me inside. For a moment he was surprised to see me but his surprise faded and he smiled. Timedly as before, but he did. Still he trembled when I reached out for him. But he calmed when he felt my body against his, he felt that it was right and I knew he was the one I had waited for, the one I had dreamed of. So innocent in his beauty that I couldn't keep my hands away from him. That I felt the wish growing in me to take it from him. To take him to my bed and show him what it was like to be loved. I was gentle to him, I caressed away his tears when he became scared and promised to return to him. I didn't tell him of my
present to him, not back then. For I knew he would find out, he would find out soon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 2
He had startled me, I had not seen him nor heard him, but suddenly he was there. Right next to me he did not speak or move just stare, I looked up and right into his eyes it felt like a whirlpool, sucking me down, making me dizzy.
What I found there on the bottom scared and thrilled me, his blatant lust seemed dark, dangerous and alluring.
I think I just stared and blushed, I had wanted to ask him who he was, but I was afraid that my voice would break the magic of this moment. He tilted his head and his gaze seemed like it was prying my very soul, he frightened me but still I did not move.
My eyes widened as he smiled, he meant me no harm I could feel that now, but what he radiated frightened me even more than all the swords in the world. I had never been looked upon like that, never been seen through the eyes of love. This I had read about in the dark in my chambers, but had never thought it would happen to me, had never thought anyone would find me fair.
I had never felt like this before, my entire being was tinkling and I wondered if he was thinking of kissing me, and then pure panic struck me, I did not know what to do. I lowered my gaze and smiled as I felt myself blush, unsure what to do with the sensation he made me feel.
It seemed like the forest embraced him, he surely was the most amazing sight I had ever seen, and he looked at me, not at one of my siblings or friends but me, and only me.
My heart fluttered madly, I found myself fingg myg my newly earned warrior braids nervously, these indicators of reaching my adulthood.And even though it was only his eyes that spoke to me, they spoke a language I had never heard of before; they knew promises of love and lust.
I had turned and run at some point, and he had not moved I wondered if he had even noticed. I did not know it was his home before I reached my destination and saw him standing there greeting me, I had blushed again cursing my inexperience as a diplomat and prince.
But after we had had the late meal I had returned to the guest chambers assigned to me, I opened the balcony door and looked out at the night sky, I heard a knock on the door and I turned around. There he was, I felt like my legs would give in under me, and I had to hold on to the wall.
As he slowly reached out his hand to touch me I felt like I would faint, my brain worked hard comprehending that this beautiful elf even wanted to see me. But his touch was soft like a feather, and I sighed as his fingers ran over my cheek.
He took a step and embraced me, and I fell into his arms, closing my eyes listening to his heartbeat, smelling his scent. Telling myself I would never in my life forget this moment. I looked up at him and he smiled down to me. Before placing a ghostly kiss on my forehead,I closed my eyes and felt warm tears fall down my cheeks his love frightened me. I opened my eyes as I felt his fingers tenderly wipe them from my face.
He sat me down on the bed and gently stroked my hair while he for the first time spoke he whispered to me that he would return and that I should not be afraid, his voice sounded just like he felt and smelled, and all I wanted was to be close to him. And I felt his hand upon my cheek as he wiped away my tears and smiled hoping he had not found me too childish, hoping my insecurity and inexperience would not drive him away.
Authors (including email): Az ElladanadoresElrohir@gmx.net and
Milly ElrohiradoresElladan@gmx.net
Pairing(s): Legolas/Elladan
Rating: R
Summary: This is based on one of the most beautiful lyrics I know, "Where the wild roses grow", if you truly want to know read the
lyrics first.
Disclaimer: We don't own this, neither the LOTR-chars nor the lyric of "Where the wild roses grow", and we neither claim the first nor
the second, nor do we wish to make any profit with this.
Warnings (only if necessary): char death, first time, pov, angst
Authors Note (if needed/desired): Aii... I absolutly love that song, made me think of writing immediatly when I heard it on the radio
today. I told my sweet and she agreed that we could write it. :) And as I *love* killing Az' fav chars we agreed to take her favourite
pairing. *smiles devilishly* Feedback would be adorable. If you want to flame please turn to me, it amuses me. :) Oh and if you need
explanations why we took this sub char I'll love to explain it to you, I'll just not do it now or I'll spoil the fic.
Az; I was more than enthusiastic when Milly told me that she would make a fic from those lyrics. (I bought a whole goddamn cd
because of that one tune). I don't know if any of you ever noticed, but I tend to build fics up over a tune. And name them after it, it's
a good way to work for me. So i'd like to thank Milly for letting me write this with her, and Nick Cave for being so wonderfully fucked up.
Yea FB! I live and breathe for it - so give some unless you -like Milly- want to kill me *LOL* - Don't flame me, I get depressed.
Cartel'merka
[Wild rose]
*************************************************************
Chapter 1
When I saw him for the first time he was sweet and beautiful, still so much like a child. We met in the forrest for a short moment, before he had to go. It had been years since I saw anyone who touched my heart like that and never before had I seen anyone who was that pretty. Maybe it was the innocent that radiated from him when you looked at him. Even while he starred at me he seemed innocent, it is something that I cannot explain. But from the first time I saw him I knew that it was him I had been waiting for.
His lips reminded me of the most beautiful flowers I have ever seen. And when they curled up to a smile there was nothing that could be compared to him, nothing but the roses next to the stream that flows through my father's realm. There resemblance of the colour was hardly to be told apart and I felt the wish to take him there growing inside of me. Then, suddenly, he was gone and I couldn't see him any longer, he vanished while I thought upon him.
It is hard to explain how wonderful it felt when I heard that he had traveled to my father's court. He was a prince, just like me, an equal who matched with me. Someone who was worth the attention I paid him. For even though he was beautiful I had been unsure if he was enough to satisfy me. It was different then, I was relived to know that he was the right one. Or at least I hoped he was, for still I didn't know if he was really what I had been looking for. But there were ways to find out if he was.
During the meal I regarded and observed him. Patiently of course, I am as polite as I was raised to be. But I noticed his interest in me, in the innocent glances I saw again and again. He looked away everytime he saw me looking at him. His blush when he averted his gaze amazed me. And for the first time I was unsure if he was really an innocent or if he was pretending so well. I had to know more for if I wouldn't, I would pass the night lying restlessly on my bed, wondering what it would be like to touch him.
If he really was the one I wanted or not. It is impossible for me to let a chance pass. I wouldn't be able to bear wondering if he was the right one until the end. Being immortal is wonderful, but with the memory of my people you cannot make mistakes. Wondering if you could have done better would drive you insane. My decision was easy, I had to see him and it wasn't difficult to find out in which room he dwelt. I am the prince of this realm, the servants answer me if I ask them.
I knocked his door and he allowed me inside. For a moment he was surprised to see me but his surprise faded and he smiled. Timedly as before, but he did. Still he trembled when I reached out for him. But he calmed when he felt my body against his, he felt that it was right and I knew he was the one I had waited for, the one I had dreamed of. So innocent in his beauty that I couldn't keep my hands away from him. That I felt the wish growing in me to take it from him. To take him to my bed and show him what it was like to be loved. I was gentle to him, I caressed away his tears when he became scared and promised to return to him. I didn't tell him of my
present to him, not back then. For I knew he would find out, he would find out soon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 2
He had startled me, I had not seen him nor heard him, but suddenly he was there. Right next to me he did not speak or move just stare, I looked up and right into his eyes it felt like a whirlpool, sucking me down, making me dizzy.
What I found there on the bottom scared and thrilled me, his blatant lust seemed dark, dangerous and alluring.
I think I just stared and blushed, I had wanted to ask him who he was, but I was afraid that my voice would break the magic of this moment. He tilted his head and his gaze seemed like it was prying my very soul, he frightened me but still I did not move.
My eyes widened as he smiled, he meant me no harm I could feel that now, but what he radiated frightened me even more than all the swords in the world. I had never been looked upon like that, never been seen through the eyes of love. This I had read about in the dark in my chambers, but had never thought it would happen to me, had never thought anyone would find me fair.
I had never felt like this before, my entire being was tinkling and I wondered if he was thinking of kissing me, and then pure panic struck me, I did not know what to do. I lowered my gaze and smiled as I felt myself blush, unsure what to do with the sensation he made me feel.
It seemed like the forest embraced him, he surely was the most amazing sight I had ever seen, and he looked at me, not at one of my siblings or friends but me, and only me.
My heart fluttered madly, I found myself fingg myg my newly earned warrior braids nervously, these indicators of reaching my adulthood.And even though it was only his eyes that spoke to me, they spoke a language I had never heard of before; they knew promises of love and lust.
I had turned and run at some point, and he had not moved I wondered if he had even noticed. I did not know it was his home before I reached my destination and saw him standing there greeting me, I had blushed again cursing my inexperience as a diplomat and prince.
But after we had had the late meal I had returned to the guest chambers assigned to me, I opened the balcony door and looked out at the night sky, I heard a knock on the door and I turned around. There he was, I felt like my legs would give in under me, and I had to hold on to the wall.
As he slowly reached out his hand to touch me I felt like I would faint, my brain worked hard comprehending that this beautiful elf even wanted to see me. But his touch was soft like a feather, and I sighed as his fingers ran over my cheek.
He took a step and embraced me, and I fell into his arms, closing my eyes listening to his heartbeat, smelling his scent. Telling myself I would never in my life forget this moment. I looked up at him and he smiled down to me. Before placing a ghostly kiss on my forehead,I closed my eyes and felt warm tears fall down my cheeks his love frightened me. I opened my eyes as I felt his fingers tenderly wipe them from my face.
He sat me down on the bed and gently stroked my hair while he for the first time spoke he whispered to me that he would return and that I should not be afraid, his voice sounded just like he felt and smelled, and all I wanted was to be close to him. And I felt his hand upon my cheek as he wiped away my tears and smiled hoping he had not found me too childish, hoping my insecurity and inexperience would not drive him away.
-TBC-