Song of Love

Pairing: Thranduil/Lindir
Beta: Jana
Author's Notes: This little ficlet is written as Halloween-gift to my dear beta, Tena. Without you I really was lost. And Thanks to you too, Jana, for betaing this one for me. Without you I couldn’t give this little gift.
*Hugs to both of you*
Feedback: I would be so happy if you tell me what you think.


SONG OF LOVE

Thranduil couldn’t sleep. He tossed and turned, until he finally rose from the bed, trying not to disturb his sleeping mate. He went to the window, and took a glance outside. Everything seemed peaceful. What had woken him?

When he thought about it carefully, it felt like someone had called him in his dream. But Thranduil didn’t see any movement anywhere. The night was completely peaceful.

He turned around and admired his peacefully slumbering hervenn (husband). The sheet had slid onto floor, revealing his form to Thranduil’s hungry gaze. He never would tire of looking at Lindir this way, for he was the most beautiful creature Thranduil had ever seen. And now he was even more tempting. His gaze softened when he saw Lindir’s beautifully rounded belly. It had taken quite a long time to convince him to continue sleeping without a nightgown. Lindir had been so worried that Thranduil would find his changing body ugly, but nothing could be further from the truth.

Thranduil stirred from his thoughts as he heard Lindir’s sleepy voice.

“Wouldn’t you come back to bed, meleth (love)? I am a little cold here?”

“I’ll warm you, ind nín (my heart),” Thranduil whispered, and climbed beside his mate and took him in his arms. He let his hand rest upon Lindir’s belly, and suddenly he felt it again.

“Lindir? What was that?” he asked breathless.

Lindir smiled gently.

“Don’t you know, ada? Our elfling decided to say hello.”

“Oh… how incredible! You are incredible, Lindir nín. I love you more than life itself,” Thranduil said and kissed his hervenn lovingly.

“I love you too, more than I can ever tell you,” Lindir whispered, blushing.

“Oh yes you can... better than you think. You can sing it to me,” Thranduil purred, letting his hands smooth over his rapidly hardening length.

“Ai… meleth! Saes (Please)…” Lindir moaned.

“So, you see?” Thranduil smiled, taking him into his mouth. He smiled, listening to Lindir’s beautiful voice echoing in the nightly air.

FIN