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To Wed an Elf	By : LorandTab Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Het - Male/Female Views: 7111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ellekar adjusted the shoulders of his fine new tunic, a garment of his daughter�s pre-nuptial dinner. He watched himself carefully in the reflecting sphere looking his face over for any outward signs of distrust and doubt about his soon to be son in law. "I assume you are to stand for Legolas, Ellesar," he spoke, delivering the words over his shoulder to the man that lounged near the window overlooking the courtyard below.

�Aye,� Aragorn said sofas has he turned, his own royal blue tunic matching the cobalt of his eyes. With a smile he stepped forward brushing the shoulders of his long time friend for any sign of invisible lint. �It is a fine match, my friend. Legolas will bring naught but pleasure upon your household and in your line of ancestry.�

"That remains to be seen, my lord, but I trust in your judgement and will try and cling to that notion." He gave the King of Gondor, his friend, and brother a curt smi"Bu"But to slay all other matters I will have my daughter happy."

Aragorn grasped the shoulders beneath his hands in a comforting grip. �Keep that in mind � the happiness of your daughter and her love for this male.� His mouth turned up in a tender smile. �You will see, my love. Trust in love.�

"I trust in her." He turned from Aragorn and reached for his sword, bringing the belted sheath around his waist as he began to secure it there. "Love has left me hollow and empty. It has lied to me all the ways I thought that it could not."

A soft chuckle wafted. �You had only just begun to allow yourself to sway � to soften.� Blue eyes bore into Ellekar�s. �Keep that in your heart � allow it blossom and grow more bountiful.�

"You are young still, Aragorn," He began reverting back to the name he had known his king as for most of his life. "You are in the blossom of your first and perhaps only love. You cannot know thertacrtache at the death of such feelings. I have long known, if not in mind, then in heart, that my wife did not love me as I loved her, that she loved another. I prayed over long for the winds of change to favor me and make her see that my love was more potent, but it was not to be. My wife died loving another man and for that I can never imagine loving again."

Closing his eyes with a long, cleansing breath, the man smiled sweetly as a vision appeared before his eyes. �It will happen, rienriend. It seems impossible at the moment, but it will happen.� Opening his eyes, he again squeezed the shoulders. �You will love again, and all of the sorrow in your heart will melt as the frost melts in the sun.�

"Ah, then you will decree it so, my lord." Ellekar teased, his fingers working the last buckle of his sword belt. "For you are the voice of the land and mayhap some fare maiden will have her ears and heart open."

A long laugh filled the room as Aragorn slapped his friend on the shoulder. �I shall decree nothing save that you shall end ridiculously happy. This is written in the stars � you may wager your life on this.�

"Shall I, my friend? Tis a dangerous wager, indeed. Mayhap I should wager I find and bed a willing wench every day of my life instead of finding love. I favor those odds the more." He laughed and reached towards the bed for his cloak. "To our dinner, my lord?"

�To dinner,� came the cheerful reply as the two left the room behind to amble to the happiness of a pre-wedding feast.

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Falawyn paced back and forth in her chamber. It had been a mere two hours since she had last seen Legolas and already she was ready to scream in frustration. "Oh my love, tis to die upon thorny spikes for lack of your loving grace beside me," she whimpered, thinking of the night to come, thinking of the ceremonies she must endure.

As if in answer to her words, the door to her abode slowly opened. Alas, it was not her love that intruded upon her thoughts but Daewier carrying a beautifully crafted gown of the silver blue of the Mirkwood clan. Presenting it to her mistress with a flourish, she smiled widely. �Mistress Falawyn � is it not beautiful?� she sighed. �You will be the most beautiful of intendeds.�

"Alas, it pales in contrast to the beauty of my love � my wondrous elf." She sighed forlornly. "I will have dinner with him, sit beside him, and my body will burn the whole of time."

Smoothing the elegant material of the gown, the servant girl nodded. �This, mistress, is what makes your betrothal and impending marriage so wonderfully, perfectly romantic.� She moved to take the dainty satin slippers from under the bed to inspect them for perfection. �You are the epitome of love.�

"To the hedges with romance. Give me m beloved and passion but a moment and romance will have naught to do with it." She gave the other woman a teasing smile and stood, running her hand over the finely sewn gown.

A muffled giggle escaped her new friend. �It is difficult when the burn flames, is it not? To show discretion and ease the ache all at once?� A heat showed in the young elf�s eyes as she continued her task, still concerned with overstepping her bounds with her mistress.

"Tell me with your own heart and voice, my friend. Is it not the same with you and your male?" She questioned, motioning Daewier over to the reflecting pool to help her groom and dress. "If I had my leave I would have Legolas served for dinner." She giggled and sent a look inviting the other woman to join in her merriment. "Naked and all for me, his body lathered with the most tasty of honeys."

A sudden look of shyness overtook the girl as she bit her lower lip to hide a growing smile. �Your love desires you always � of this my beloved has spoken many times. As for me � my Ilian is quite �� She giggled softly. �Active.� She blushed. �Of course, it is different with us. We are common and therefore not under the prying eyes of the people and nobility.� Looking up from under long, thick lashes, she treaded slowly knowing only at that moment how much she had missed female companionship in the predominantly male court of Mirkwood. �He knows that I am his, no matter when or what he desires.� There was so much more � but she only smiled tentatively.

"And that, my dear friend, is a good thing for a male to know. As for MY LOVE," she sighed and reached for the beautifully carved combs atop her head. "I think I will perish if I am not allowed hove ove and his passion soon."

She nodded again, the smile remaining fixed. �Tomorrow, ma�am. T�will all be yours tomorrow.� Standing, she moved to take the ornate brush as she began to brush her mistress�s wavy tresses. �You and your sensual lord will be able to create passion and desire at your leisure � and the eyes of the people will smile with delight.�

"What suppose you would they say if I whisked him away to our chamber just after our vows are spoken?" She giggled again, the image of a very surprised Legolas filling her mind�s eye.

�In all honesty,� Daewier said softly, her eyes igniting again as she thought of her own lover. �The people would hail you for your need and passion.� She shrugged. �We are a very fiery people, milady. The physical desires rule our land almost as strongly as our roy. y. It is normal � smiled upon even, to see members of our race fondling, caressing, creating sexual need in the public streets.�

�It is truly?" She asked, glancing over her shoulder to Dawier. "Will Legolas and I... Do you mean to say that...I can touch him, caress him, and, as you say fondle him for all to see?"

Lowering her eyes, afraid of incurring the wrath of her dominant, the girl continued her inspection of the shoes. �It is not a necessity. It is simply common to see � especially among the nobility. Ilian and I, we are blessed. Your generous lover gives us a place and times to be together even here in the palace. Yet, there are times when we find it difficult to contain ourselves in public. Why try? However, it is not something his highness will force upon you.�

"No? Mayhap I will force it upon him." Another of her melodic giggled filled the room. "But mayhap he will never be permitted to leave our bed to be seen in public."

Without thought Daewier chimed. �Ah, mistress � there are many other places to incur pleasure than a bed.� Clamping a dainty hand over her mouth, the girl�s eyes grew wide as she realized what she said.

"Aye? Now is there?" She laughed louder then and turned reaching up to draw the dainty hand away from her friend�s lips. "Tell me of such places. Tell me the glory of love making there."

Eyes searching hers as if to judge her new friend�s words, the girl leaned in and spoke conspiratorially. �Once as my love and I were strolling home from an evening at the water�s edge his words sent such racing in my blood that I �� she blushed crimson then. �I grasped his maleness and reached on tiptoe to whisper in his ear the pleasure he would have from me when we reached his chambers.� Her face heated. �Alas, he could wait not and thrust me against a tree taking me there along the trail � my legs wrapped round his strong waist as he pounded his body lustfully into mine.� She raised her eyes only slightly to look at her mistress. �All the while travelers used the road to get from market to home, nodding their approval if they happened to spy.�

"Tis mercy I am crying now! Oh, but that is quite the stirring tale." She gasped and fanned her hand in front of her overheated face. "I would have more of such tales!"

The smile remained but a hint of sadness touched on the delicate face revealing something that hurt inside the girl. �Aye, me � you are mocking to be kind.� She moved to continue stroking the brush through the lovely hair.

y? Yy? You think this of me? I would have more of such tales to keep my blood hot and pumping fast. If I can not have my love I can imagine him in such positions, can I not?" She meant no hurt or disrespect to the girl, just the opposite. She thought highly of the woman and wanted to bond more closely her her. "Please, take no offense for what I have said. I mean not to you, my words are meant to draw closer not cleave apart."

Moving quickly to the feet of her mistress, Daewier threw her hands into the lap of the elegant woman. �Oh, milady, please do not think me ungrateful. Tis only �� A soft sigh. �There was a time when another tried to barter my services from this hall. Your lover�forgive me � your love�kept me here to be with Ilian. The women of the village ned ned me for over a year because they believe me to be sexual with his highness and therefore climbing above my status.� Her head lowered. �Some still speak of it today � so forgive me if I thought erroneously of your motives.� Her hand moved to take the hand of her mistress squeezing it gently. �I feel a great affinity for you, my mistress. And if you would like me to speak more of my times with Ilian, more is the excitement I will find from it, if it does not make you think ill of me.�

"Never could I think ill of you," Falawyn replied, her eyes burning ports of coal. �And as you are my friend, and in my service, from hence forth you will tell me if anyone treats you such again. I will deal with them swiftly and justly." Drawing in a deep cleansing breath she allowed her lingering anger to fade. "Now, tell me more of you and Ilian."

She looked into her mistress�s face, eyes shining brightly. �Friends? We are friends, mistress? Truly? Never have I had a friend who was female that cared of my life.� Sitting back, she tucked her feet under her and smiled. �Ilian is powerfully lusty and needs often.� She actually giggled as her face flared red again. �Once, your love found us rapt in passion in his very own chambers.� She nodded as she looked into the woman�s eyes. �He was laying the prince�s clothes out for a formal feast and we were to tryst in my chambers afterward.� She stalled then woing ing if she should continue.

"Yes? Go on," she prompted the woman, a wicked little smile curling her lips.

�As Ilian was preparing the clothing I settled to sit upon the dresser in his highness�s chambers � the one beside the large window to the east? You know the one?�

"Aye, I do. Tis a fine sitting spot." She nodded her head in a silent entreaty for the woman to continue further.

She smiled. �It�s very large and I was in need of him becoming quite playful. I lifted the hem of my tunic and allowed my legs to spread.� She shivered as she remembered. �I had only meant to entice him for later, but he as already aroused. He came to me and opened my legs wider. Using the dresser as leverage, he thrust himself into me. Laying me back onto the dresser, he lifted my hips to his and drove into me. I remember that just before my climax, his highness entered the room and saw us using his chamber in such a position.�

"And pray tell wdid did my love have to say at such a sight?" She giggled quite breathlessly. As she had said to Dawier, she imagined herself entwined with Legolas in such a way.

With a heated blush, she smiled. �If memory serves me correctly, he instructed my love to raise my buttocks slightly for better penetration.� Her eyes turned wickedly warm. �It worked. The climax was strong and forceful. His highness then applauded, took his clothing to his anti-chambers and dressed for dinner himself telling us to adjourn to my chambers for the evening.�

"Oh..." Falawyn gasped, her head spinning slightly with a definite buzzing in her ears. Hearing Daewier describe her love's reaction, his very words, had affected her deeply. "Friend, quickly, I need water lest I swoon dead away."

Standing with a rush, the girl hurried to the stand to fetch cool water. Bringing it to her friend, she resumed her place on the floor. �It was exciting to you?� She smiled. �Twas the only time he found us in his chambers � not the only time he found us together.� She laughed. �It seems your beloved senses when Ilian and I are engaged.�

"So very exciting to me, dearest." She gasped as she pressed the cup to her lips and drank deeply. A moment passed before she lowered the cup, the overwhelming sensations seeping slowly from her body. "Then waste not another second, another breath. Tell me more of my love's intrusions."

�Shall I tell you of the time his highness found us in the gardens, our mouths pleasuring one another eagerly?�

"Gods graces! YES!" She gasped, her fingers beginning to tremble around the cup. �Tell me now."

At that moment Daewier wanted nothing more than to lift her skirts and pleasure herself as the memories came back so thickly that she felt the stirrings throb. �We had picnicked in the gardens that afternoon and lay on the blanket basking in the sun. The day was warm and sultry and we began the wondrous manipulation of each others� bodies. I could ne�er get enough of him and straddled his body like mounting a horse � my rear to his chest and my face to his legs. His manhood stood erect under his trousers and I unlaced him quickly. I could not help myself, milady � I began to feast on his body and he on mine!�

"Feasou sou say? Taking him in your mouth?" She gasped, her head spinning anew. "Tell me more of this? I must know ." ."

�Oh, yes, milady. I could not help but take him completely into my mouth burying his manhood into my throat as he lapped at my own spilling juices. We licked, we sucked, and we gorged on each other as hard and fast as we possibly could.�

"Oh my," she reached for Dawier's hand once more, squeezing gently. "Tis a thing I have expressed to Legolas I very much want to do. Now, please, tell me more of these pleasuring moments."

�Oh, milady, I could barely see through the sensations his warm, wet mouth on me created mixed with the long, thick length of him down my throat. Yet, I did open my eyes and saw it � saw him.�

"Saw him? You saw Legolas?" She was practically panting, her belly clentching hard at the mental picture her friend created.

Her hands now itched with passion as the need inside the feminine core of her body became more and more aroused. �Aye, milady. Your beloved. He leaned against a tree casually watching as we pleasured one another, his hand inside his trousers � oh, milady you know what he was doing!�

"He pleasured himself there? Right there before you? Watching?" She found that her own hips would not stay still, would not obey her mental orders to remain still. She felt sweltering and slick between her thighs, practically frothing for her love's touch. "More. I must hear more. Please, Dawier."
Trying hard to squeeze her legs together tightly to ease the ache that resided at the apex of her thighs, the girl continued. �I gasped, pulled away from the flesh before me and cried Ilian�s name who also stopped. But �� She shivered when she remembered that day � that glorious time.
Falawyn could not heut ut know, to see, the need for release in the other woman. "I will not think ill of you were you to ease the ache of your body before me." She sputtered as she squeezed the woman's hand in a plea to give her more details of the encounter.
Innocent eyes resembling that of a frightened woodland animal gazed into those of Falawyn�s as she continued to squirm, her posterior sliding on the floor. �Truly?�
"Truleareearest. Tis only natural," she explained, wanting the woman to know she was not in the least offended by such a thing.
Easing a tiny hand beneath the hem of her skirt, Daewier began the thrilling task of rubbing the heated, wet flesh into submission, her eyes closing as she slowly lay back on the floor and began the slow writhe that always appeared when she thought of her love. �Ilian and I stopped � it was our first time being seen by his highness and we knew not what to expect. We both were surprised to see him manipulating his flesh. More surprised were we as his next words. �Continue,� he said firmly. �Continue now!� Milady, he meant to watch us until we reached completion, all the while bringing his own body to fruition!� Arching from the floor, she plunged her fingers inside her body to recapture the erotic moment.
"Such a wondrous vision you create, dearest. Is there more or does your tale end there?" Falawyn managed to ask, her eyes watching the other woman carefully, knowing the sensations that must surely be wracking her body.
It was at that moment that climax claimed her body barring her from speech for the next few moments. Panting to regain her composure, Daewier worked to calm herself. �There is no more, save your love fell to the ground in a rapturous collapse just as our bodies spiraled into heavenly frenzy. It was as if all three of us climaxed together.�
"Oh, dearest, I feel as if I will not make it through this dinner. I am burning with the images of my love taken to hand. Gods, but I want him badly this moment." She very nearly sobbed as she stood on wobbly legs and turning in a confused semi-circle. "What willo?"o?"
Smoothing her skirts down, Daewier stood and perched on the edge of the soft bed, her thumbs running quickly around each other nervously. �I could think of a way to assure you to be alone with him for a few moments tonight during the feast, milady.� She worried at her lower lip with perfect teeth. �As long as you remember tradition, I�m sure you could ease your body by his hand.�
"But we vowed..." She whimpered, winding her willowy arms around her middle. "I gave my word...." She shrugged and turned towards her friend. "I do not want to make this more difficult for him, dearest. I would no torture him with desire for all the world and its jewels."
Standing, Daewier moved to her mistress and friend, placing her hands comfortingly on the slim shoulders. �Tell me what I can do to help, my dear friend. For I would do anything for my future princess.�
"Go and speak to him, learn if he wishes to hold to our vow. Tell him nothing of my dire state; speak only of my love for him. If he wishes to break our haistily made vow then I will give you leave to plot our tryst." She moved forward extending her arms to hug her dearest and only friend in the whole of the kingdoms of Gondor and Mirkwood.
Returning the embrace tightly, Daewier agreed. �Instantly, milady. I shall away this moment and carry your love to his highness.� Pulling away slowly, she smiled before turning to the door and rushing toward it.
"My undying thanks to you, dearest," she called as she moved across the room to lie upon the bed. Closing her eyes, be began to dream, erotic, frenzied dreams. Dreams of bodies entwined, her own atop Legolas' � his hot, throbbing phallus snaking down her throat. She moaned loudly in her sleep withering against the downy leaf bed.
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