Under the Sky In Lothlorien | By : Elysia Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1490 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine
(only that calendar I bought.) The characters will be returned in full
health. Maybe a bit more satisfied…
If you notice any ext
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large words that a normal person would not use do not be alarmed. I got my
first vocabulary list for AP English and decided to exercise the words. I’ll
define them at the end just so you know what they mean.
The song was extremely sad and heart filled.
“It’s a lament for Gandalf.” Legolas said quietly.
“What are they saying?” Frodo asked. Wishing that he were
polyglot like Gandalf had been and Legolas and Strider are.
“I have not the heart to tell you for the grief is still
to near.” Legolas replied watching as Boromir stood and left their small
camp. He waited for everyone to settle
down and then went in search of Boromir. He found Boromir sitting next to the
river.
“What is it that bothers you?” Legolas asked the quiet
son of Gondor. His voice was euphonious and beautiful in its quiet grief.
“Nothing fair Prince of Mirkwood. Nothing.” Boromir
answered not facing the elf.
“Then why did you leave the camp?” Legolas asked.
“It is not your concern Prince of Mirkwood.” Boromir
answered.
“Why do you not say my name?” Legolas asked refusing to
let the Man’s rudeness offend him.
“Because it is your name that troubles me.” Boromir
answered so quietly that even the ears of an elf had trouble hearing them.
Legolas was startled. His name? Why his name? “I’m afraid
you speak in riddles.”
“It is not meant for you to understand.” Boromir said.
“The Lady understood what I wish. She knows what my heart desires, and for that
reason I feel…” Boromir did not finish.
“What do you feel?golagolas asked. “I wish to know.”
Boromir stood and walked away. “You will never know.”
And in his voice Legolas heard the pain of loneliness and
sorrow.
Boromir walked away to be alone and only found himself
stumbling upon Aragorn. “Why can I not find peace?” He growled.
“Do not take your anger out on us. We have done nothing
to you. “Aragorn said, “And if you wish for quiet I believe the Lady said
something about a garden around nearby.”
Boromir nodded and walked away before he could say
something he would regret.
Boromir finally found the peace he so longed for in the
garden of the Lady. The only sound was the lament for Gandalf. He sighed and closed his eyes to think on
what the Lady said to him
“Why do you deny
your heart?” she asked. “Why do you not bear your heart?”
“I
am not who you believe me to be.” Boromir replied.
“I
see a man of Gondor and a man with a heart that could hold his country.”
Galadriel responded.
“I
am a weak mortal man.” Boromir replied. “I am nothing to the one I love.”
“You
underestimate your loved one. Tell him. He will acknowledge you.” Galadriel
stated.
“Leave me to my grief and darkness fair Lady. You
cannot help me.” Boromir broke his gaze with her.
“Why have you refused my wisdom?” Boromir looked up see see the Lady of The Golden Wood.
“Why do you torment me withr prr presence?” Boromir
asked.
“I am only trying to understand the race of Men.”
Galadriel replied.
“I do not act on your words because I doubt my own
heart.” Boromir answered.
“Why doubt yourself?” Galadriel asked. “Is that not
how one losses a battle? Doubts on his… skill leads to failure.”
”I have no skill to doubt!” Boromir retorted.
“Then why do you deny what you feel?” Galadriel
asked. “Tell him or I will know you to be a coward.”
“I am no coward!” Boromir stated.
“We’ll see.” Galadriel walked away.
Legolas
had been hidden in the shadows. No names had been mentioned, but his
conversation with Boromir early had begun to make sense. It was time to test
Boromir. Legolas left quietly. Boromir had not even known he stood there.
Boromir
walked around a bit longer beforturnturning to his place by the river where
Legolas had driven him away. He arrived upon a magnificent sight. Legolas was
bathing in the river.
“Is the water not cold?” he asked settling on
the bank refusing to be pushed away by the site.
“Few
elves are affected by the heat of an object unless it is an extreme heat or
cold.” Legolas answered rubbing his body down.
Boromir
was well aware of his body’s reaction to the bathing elf but choose to ignore
it. It was not hard to ignore for he had been ignoring the reaction to Legolas
for days.
“Why
do you not join me?” Legolas’s question had caught Boromir off guard.
“Join
you?” Boromir scoffed. “I think not. We Men feel the cold quite well.”
“Would
you like me to keep you warm?” Legolas asked smiling at the flushed man.
Boromir
thought he had heard a hidden meaning in Legolas’s voice, but did not acknowledge
it. “No fair friend you could never warm me as I wish to be warm.”
“Do
you believe that?” Legolas asked stepping out of the river.
Boromir’s
mouth was dry watching the beautiful male standing in front of him. He was
truly shocked when the naked Legolas dropped down and knelt before Boromir.
“Prove it to me.” He whispered. “Prove it that I cannot keep you warm.” Legolas
pushed his mouth down onto Boromir.
Boromir
gasped in shock and Legolas continued to plunder. He pushed his tongue into
Boromir’s mouth and felt Boromir try to withdraw back from him. This he would
not allow. He pushed Boromir down on his back and straddled him.
“I
will show you the warmth of the Elves.” Legolas pulled Boromir’s cloak and
shirts off and ran his tongue over the well-sculpted body beneath him. Boromir
could do no more than moan in pleasure and frustration as Legolas teased his
body into responding.
“Stop.”
Boromir panted. “Stop.”
“No.”
Legolas replied and pulled off Boromir’s leggings. “My, my what do we have
here?” Legolas wrapped a slender hand around Boromir’s dripping erection and
squeezed slightly. Boromir cried out in ecstasy. “If you like that…” Legolas
did not finish but lowered his head to lap at Boromir’s blessing.
“Ahhh…”
Boromir wrapped his hands in the monochromatic hair of Legolas. “You torture me
with such pleasure.”
Legolas
only brought more into his mouth until he had the entirety of Boromir in his
mouth. Boromir thrusted his hips into Legolas’s mouth and Legolas allowed
Boromir to fuck his mouth, but at the last moment he pulled away not allowing
Boromir to release. Boromir, the strong man of Gondor, cried with agony as he
was left on the edge.
Legolas
smiled at the state the man under him was in. “Are you warm yet?”
“I
am burning…” Boromir haughtily replied.
“Then
I have succeeded in making you feel warm.” Legolas stood and walked over to his
clothes.
Boromir’s
mind was fuddled and shocked that Legolas would just leave him hard as steel.
He sat up quickly and stopped to enjoy the view that Legolas was showing him
before approaching Legolas from behind and pulling him close.
“You sh not not tease the Race of Men.”
Boromir whispered in his ear and pushed the head of his cock into Legolas.
Legolas
stiffened but made no other motion or sound. Boromir pushed in further making
Legolas cry out. Boromir worried for a moment that the body of the elf might
not be generous enough to hold his great length. Then Legolas pushed back
against Boromir enveloping his whole cock and leaving both gasping for air. Boromir
had never felt anything so hot and tight.
Legolas
saw stars when Boromir pulled out and pushed back in…hard. He had wanted
Boromir, but he did not know that in his wanting he would feel this much
pleasure. He cried out when Boromir wrapped one of his calloused hands around
his slender, but firm erection. “More…” Legolas panted. “I want more.”
Boromir
kissed Legolas’s shoulder blade and pushed against the lithe form harder and
faster. In a way, they were both relieving themselves of the grief from their
losses, and yet, they were comforting each other as well.
Legolas
screamed out Boromir’s name when he came in a furious burst not caring who
heard his cries of passion. Boromir groaned in satisfaction when he came in
Legolas’s tight body. Both Men lay panting
and engrossed with each other in the aftermath of their passion.
Boromir
snuggled against Legolas not bothering to remove himself from the lithe body
below and the lithe body did not protest at being trapped under the strong Man.
Boromir did reach under them, however, and pulled out Legolas’s cloak covering
them both. “As I said early. We Men feel the hot and cold quite well…”
So what did you think? Did
it suck? I’ve never actually tried this pair before. If you flame I write Legolas/Aragorn.
Anyway those definitions:
Euphonious- pleasing in
sound
Polyglot- speaking several
languages
Monochromatic- of one color
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