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The Long and Winding Road	By : kathmco Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2998 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord of the Rings book series and movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I seek only to borrow from Tolkien's genius, and do not seek to profit from this writing in any way.

Chapter 15

Calla stretched luxuriously on the pallet, smiling as she watched Legolas get dressed. He had indeed finished what he had started - and admirably at that. Running her fingers through her hair, she asked Legolas where one might go in Lorien to bathe.

"The bathing pools are not far from here," Legolas replied, hooking the front of his tunic. "I will show you if you hurry and dress. I am going to find Haldir and find out what it was that he wished to speak to us about."

Calla rose from the pallet, knowing Legolas' intense blue eyes never left her as she slipped into the old blue dress that Haldir had purchased for her in Mirkwood. She wasn't about to wear one of the new ones until after her bath. Grabbing the satchel that contained her bathing supplies, and the new ruby red gown that Haldir had presented her with, she followed Legolas outside, and down to the forest floor. He picked up a lit torch to guard off the growing darkness, and led her down a path that wound its way through the forest.

He led her deep into the mallorns, to a lovely, secluded glen, where a crystal blue pond beckoned enticingly, lit by the rising silver moonlight. A small waterfall cascaded over moss covered rocks, lending iusicusic to the serenity of the dell, leading Calla to sigh at its perfection and beauty. Legolas smiled, and slipped silently away, leaving Calla alone to enjoy the peace and tranquility of the pool.

Carefully hanging the new red gown from a low tree limb so that it wouldn't get dirty, Calla swiftly disrobed, and stuck a toe in the water. It was a bit nippy, but she decided that she's rather put up with the chill than not bathe. She slowly walked into the water, allowing herself time to adjust to the temperature, carrying the satchel of bathing supplies with her. Her goal was to reach the waterfall, which she looked at as a natural shower. By the time she reached it, the water felt nearly balmy to her skin.

Sighing, she stood beneath the cascading water, delighting in the feel of the getting clean again. Lathering her hair, a smile played at her lips as she thought about what Haldir and Legolas had told her that afternoon. Her heart warmed at the thought of the two of them caring about her in that way. Using a small sliver of soap, she began to wash herself, her hands gliding up, down, and around her body. Her hands lingered a moment or two on her breasts, her mind picturing at first Haldir's hands on them, then Legolas' mouth. Her eyes closed, her head bent back as her fingers drifted down her flat stomach to tickle at the nest of curls between her legs, hidden beneath the water.

He watched her from the shore of the pond, smiling at her look of contentment at the simple pleasure of the waterfalavinaving met Legolas on the way to Haldir's talan, the Prince had informed him that Calla was at the bathing pools. Rumil had agreed to Legolas' request to wait for her there and escort her back, as full dark had fallen. Privately, Rumil hoped to do a lot more than simply wait.

Watching as she slipped her fingers into the water, knowing what she was doing, he felt his organ begin to throb, straining against the fabric of his leggings. Never one to take well to discomfort when it could be avoided, Rumil swiftly divested himself of his boots and leggings, standing on the shore in only his tunic, his thick rod already at full attention. Breathing through his mouth in short pants, he took himself into hand, sliding his fingers along his hard shaft in long, slow, backhanded strokes.

Not wishing to see himself through to the end by himself, he slipped out of his tunic and into the water silently, making not the smallest wake in the water as he made his way toward Calla.

Her eyes were still closed, her hand now working feverishly beneath the water, while the other palmed the nipple of her breast. She froze, startled, as Rumil's voice came from just behind her ear, whispering softly.

"Please…" was all he said, as his hands touched her shoulders, turning her toward him. She looked into his eyes and saw his desire, felt it in the thick hard rod that pressed against her stomach. Smiling, she cupped his face in hends,nds, noticing in passing how much he resembled his older brother, and pulled his head forward to taste his lips.

Instantly, he wrapped his arms around her, his fingers sliding up and down her back, coming to a rest around the soft globes of her rear to gently knead them. Groaning into her mouth, already much too far gone to do much more than take her, he lifted her up, settling her down over his organ, effectively impaling her on his rock hard erection.

Breaking the searing kiss, Calla buried her face in his neck, moaning her pleasure softly. Her fingers gripped handfuls of the silky silver strands of his hair, her legs wrapped securely around his waist as he pumped into her. Her moans became louder as his finger slipped between her cheeks to tickle at the tight opening they found there, slowly sliding in and out, then moving faster, matching his member's thrusts.

She lifted her head from his neck and hungrily devoured his mouth, her tongue swirling around his, as she reached her peak. He came moments later, groaning his own ecstasy into her mouth, never breaking the kiss.

Although spent, he gently scooped her up and carried her to shore, setting her down carefully on the grass before allowing himself to collapse next to her.

Gently, fondly, she stroked his hair, smiling at him. Rumil looked up at her, sighing contentedly. "This was much better than the ear-twisting thing you did the last time I kissed you," he laughed, receiving a playful, slight tug on his ear from her in return.

"I told you all you had to do was ask nicely…this time you said 'please!'" Calla teased.

"My brother and Legolas are lucky Elves…I will miss you," he said, bringing her hand to his mouth and kissing her fingers.

"Speaking of whom, I should be getting back. Haldir said he needed to talk to me about something, and it's getting late…we're leaving for Rivendell in the morning."

Sighing, Rumil rose with her, dressed as quickly as his drained body would allow, and led her back to Haldir's talan. At the door, he placed his hand on her cheek, and kissed her gently. "Until we meet again," he whispered, doubting that they ever really would, but sincerely wishing that they could.

Calla smiled wistfully, and turned to enter Haldir's talan.
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