Sapphire Eyes | By : DurOltha Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sapphire Eyes
That evening everyone gathered in lord Elrond’s study, a
fire was lit, several wines, teas and treys of fruit were laid out for everyone
to enjoy. Legolas arrived and reached forward for the table and chair to get
his bearings, only to find them missing. Elrond noted the prince’s furrowed
brow and chuckled “My apologies prince Legolas, I should have warned you, I
re-arranged some, this way you may move about this evening without worry. Come,
take my arm and I will show you the new arrangement”
As the lord of Imladris walked
him around, he came upon his fathers, Glorfindel and Erestor. As they came
closer to the fire, two right hands grabbed each of his ankles. Legolas smiled
“And how are you this evening Elladan and Elrohir?” Elladan squeezed his ankle
“Ai we are well are we not brother” “Nai I would agree, quite well, would you
come and join us?” “Fine idea brother, come Legolas join us, we are re-braiding
each others hair”
Legolas tilted his head “Do you
know how to do a Mirkwood braid?” “Nay” “Nay” Elrohir then gently rubbed the
prince’s calf “Oh but you could always teach us” The prince smiled “Perhaps
when Faramir arrives” “Aye where is your sweet adan anyway” “He went to the
kitchens for a snack, he was going to meet me here” Elladan sighed “Adans eat
so much…its amazing really” “Nai brother they do, perhaps they need to eat
more, so they have the strength to carry around all that body hair”
Legolas rolled his eyes “I happen to find Faramir’s hair
fascinating…and soft” Just then, two arms snaked there way around his waist
from behind “Thank you master, I am truly glad it pleases you” Thranduil
groaned “I need another drink, Findel saes…refill my glass” Legolas went and
grabbed some tea “Ath, get yourself something to drink and join me?” Faramir
smiled as he watched the prince effortlessly glide across the room to the fire
with his apple and tea, grabbed some wine and joined him. Legolas slowly
reached forward and lightly touched the twin’s hands while they worked, redrew his
hands, took a sip of his tea and smiled.
Making himself comfortable,
Faramir glanced over to the twins and watched as they simultaneously braided
each other’s hair “Master, would you like me to braid…or actually re-braid your
hair?” The prince let out a soft sigh “Nai Faramir I would like that” As he
slowly brushed the princes silk like hair, he let out a gentle sigh. Glorfindel
raised a brow “Something amiss?” “Nay lord Glorfindel…I…this is just…well, here
I sit by a comforting fire, surrounded by the kindest beings I have ever met,
tending to the softest hair I have ever felt, while you all converse amongst
yourselves…I do not believe I have ever felt this…at peace” The five eldar’s
smiled, gave slight nods and resumed there chatting.
Legolas smirked “Faramir, I am
truly happy that you feel this relaxed…but do you not think that part of you
feeling at peace is due to your drink?” “Master?” “How many glasses have you
had Ath-nin?” “Four…four glasses of wine” Legolas chuckled “That is not just
wine” Faramir picked up the glass and took a sip “It tastes like wine” “I did
not say it didn’t taste like wine…I said it was not just wine” “Well
what is it then” Legolas sniffed “Lord Glorfindel’s privet spirits”
The seneschal quickly turned
his attention “What? What about my privet spirits?” Legolas bit his lip
“Faramir is on his fourth glass” The five eldar’s collectively gasped and
Glorfindel’s eyes widened “Oh nay…Faramir here, eat this bread…it should help
to absorb some of it” “But my lord I have just eaten, I do not believe I can
down five pieces of bread” “Eat it, you will thank me…I also suggest that you
go and empty the contents of your stomach first, then eat the bread” “By the
gods wha…what did I drink to merit this course of action and concern!”
Glorfindel shook his head “You
must understand Faramir…I am very, very old, even by elven standards I am
considered ancient. My tolerance for any type of spirits is quite high…what I
drink is enhanced magically by Mithrandir…you will be feeling quite ill and more
than likely curse my name upon the morn” “Wh…who is Mithrandir” “He’s Istari…a
wizard” Faramir visibly paled “Then I will hurry to the privy and return for
the bread…master, if I am to be sick, perhaps I should stay in the healing wing
this night” Thranduil nodded “Wise thought…I have seen what Findel's spirits
can do to an adan…you will be quite miserable” Faramir groaned and dashed out
the door.
Legolas wrung his hands “Ada…I
do not want him to be alone…perhaps I could stay with him?” “Ion, I think you
can spend one night apart from your adan…besides, he will be retching,
thrashing and possibly be having hallucinations” Legolas knitted his brow
“But…but Ada, he should not go thru that with strangers…and what if they leave
him alone…he is mortal…he may choke… Ada saes!”
Thranduil sighed, looked to
Elrond, then stroked his sons hair “Worry not ion, I will keep him in our
chambers and watch over him myself” The princes jaw dropped “You Adar?”
Thranduil chuckled “Nai me…I have grown quite fond of Faramir…he is like a
ground cover that spreads over the forest floor…at first, you think him
trouble, and wish to rip him from the ground. But then you notice his leaves
are quite unique, and one day you come to discover he even flowers”
Elladan and Elrohir looked at
each other, shook there heads and stated simultaneously “Wood elves”
Faramir returned and began to
slowly eat the bread. Legolas drew up close and gently rubbed circles on his
back. Elladan smirked “Oh dear…I think our little ground cover is beginning to
feel the effects” Faramir began to sway, his eyelids appeared heavy and he
started to lick and re-lick his lips. The prince reached forward and ghosted
his fingertips over his face and noticed the drawn expression “Perhaps you
should lay down”
Faramir suddenly leaned close
and swallowed hard “Master…I would love to make love to you right now…I want to
feel your body beneath mine…I want to lick every inch of your skin and hear you
purr wantonly from my touch…I want to drink of you until you have no more to
give…I want to feel your legs tremble as they are wrapped around my waist while
I’m buried deep within you…I want to watch your head lull from side to side as
you grip my shoulders painfully while you pant from pleasure…I want to hear you
scream in ecstasy from the first time I cause you to see stars bursting behind
your sightless eyes” Legolas sat in shock, then managed to only whisper “Valar”
The twins looked to each other
and raised there brows “My, I must say, that was better then any of those novels
in Erestor's restricted section of the library, I…am quite aroused” “Nai
brother, as am I…what I wouldn’t give to be Legolas when he follows thru on his
words”
Thranduil growled, grabbed
Faramir, and held him in his arms “That is quite enough!” Faramir focused and
realized he was in the king’s arms and was slowly being carried from the room
“Nay!” “Valar Faramir stop wriggling before I drop you!” Faramir began to sob,
“Nay king Thram…Thambervill…I wont hurt him! Please…do not flog me!”
Thranduil could see he was
becoming more delirious, then suddenly, he went slightly limp and whimpered
“Please father, please…do not beat me again…I will try to be a better
son…please…do not send me back to the soldiers…I…I will be a better son”
Thranduil turned to Genderel and noticed his eyes tearing “Melanin, stay with
our son this night…Elrond, if you have anything that will assist our
adan, saes, bring it to our chamber”
Entering his room, Thranduil
place Faramir on his and Genderel’s bed. A few minutes later Genderel, Elrond
and Glorfindel walked thru the door. “Melanin, who is with Legolas” “Erestor…I
will leave soon…I just wanted to see if he was alright” Glorfindel placed his
hand on Thranduils shoulder “Elrond and myself will stay and help…you should
not do this alone” “Hannon le”
Elrond placed a bucket beside
the bed “It will not be long before he begins to retch… Thran, you may wish to
remove his clothes, he will be easier to clean that way” The Mirkwood king
slowly began to remove his clothes…when he finally reached the loincloth,
Faramir opened his eyes and whimpered “Nay please”. Removed, Thranduil lay down
next to him and placed a damp cloth on his head. Faramir lolled his head to the
face of the elven king “Did…did my father…father send you?” “Hush now Faramir”
“Please sire…have pity…take me gently…I…I will…I…” Thranduil quickly rolled him
onto his side as Elrond held the bucket.
Glorfindel and Genderel winced
as Faramir emptied more of his stomach. Thranduil shot a look to Genderel
“Melanin, I believe you were right in assuming he left home under duress”
Faramir returned to lying on his back and looked at Elrond “Boromir? I…I do not
feel well” Elrond leaned over “I know, you will get better” “Boromir…don’t tell
father I am sick” Elrond laid his hand on his forehead “I will not tell, you
are safe, try to sleep”
Glorfindel whispered, “Has he
ever mentioned that name before?” The others shook there heads and Elrond
furrowed his brow “More then likely is a brother or cousin…Boromir,
Faramir…they sound kin” Thranduil nodded as he rubbed the adans torso “I can
see why Legolas likes his hair…the texture is interesting” Genderel frowned
“Thran stop that” “What, our sons face and hands always seem to be attached to
it…I was just curious, it is not as though I am molesting him…he seems to have
gotten enough of that from his father from what I can gather”
Elrond cleared his throat and
gave a nodding gesture. Everyone turned and noticed that Faramir’s eyes were
locked on Thranduils hand, which was now resting on his lower abdomen. Tears
seemed to well up in the adans eyes as he surveyed the eldar’s “Are…your
friends to join us sire?” Thranduil shuddered “Nay!” Faramir seemed to sink
further into the bed and whispered “As you will sire…if…if you wish for them…to
just watch I…” “Quiet!” Thranduil leapt from the bed and went straight for the
healing trey.
Elrond frowned “Thran what are
you looking for” “Something to make him sleep! The more he babbles about his
past, the more I do not wish to know and the angrier I get! And you know what
happens when I get angry…if I get angry enough, I will knock him out myself!
Valar! I feel as though I need a bath from the way he speaks! What kind of evil
father did he have!?” Genderel pulled him close and sighed, “Well, at least we
know that he would never try and force Legolas” Elrond took a pinch of green
powder and blew it into the adans face. Faramir drew a quick breath from
surprise and promptly passed out cold.
TBC…………………………..
Translations:
Nai----------------------------------Yes
Saes---------------------------------Please
Ada/Adar----------------------------Dad/Father
Ath-nin-------------------------------My
shadow
Ion-----------------------------------Son
Adan---------------------------------Man
Hannon Le---------------------------Thank
you
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