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Sapphire Eyes
Erestor knocked on the study
door “Come” Elrond looked up and watched as Erestor and Glorfindel escorted a
very weather worn looking adan into the room. “Welcome to Rivendel my weary
looking traveler, I am the lord of this land, Elrond Peredhil” The young man
bowed “Thank you for receiving me unannounced my lord” Elrond gestured for
everyone to sit “What brings you to our fair land”
“My lord, I am looking for
someone, he would have passed by your borders a time back, on his way to Rohan.
I have been to Rohan and found that he never arrived” Elrond glanced to
Glorfindel and Erestor “Tell me stranger, why would your friend pass by
Imladris…would that not be well out of his way?” “Yes my lord but I thought it
to be a safer route, though now I fear he may have fallen prey. I wondered if
your lordship had heard of any men that…” The young man took a deep breath
“…that may have perished close to your borders” he finished with a whisper.
Glorfindel crossed his arms
“Tell me stranger, you obviously hail from Gondor…what is your name then”
“Boromir my lord” Elrond sat back in his chair, folded his fingers and raised
his brow “Ahh, then you must be inquiring about the young adan Faramir?” The
mans eyes flew wide as he practically jumped to standing, then put his hands up
as Glorfindel put a blade to his throat “Not wise young adan to make sudden
movements, while in close proximity to the lord of Imladris”
Boromir swallowed hard “My
apologizes please, I was just overly gladdened to hear that you had seen
him…is…is he alive?” Elrond waved his hand and Glorfindel backed down “Tell us
Boromir of Gondor, why do you seek this young adan?” Boromir sat back down “He
is my younger brother my lord…I sent him forth to Rohan and as I said, he never
arrived, I worry greatly over his whereabouts” Glorfindel narrowed his eyes
“You sent him forth, then you search for him…why…if it is to take him back to
Gondor, then I feel I may speak for everyone here, when I say that we will keep
our knowledge of Faramir’s whereabouts to ourselves, and I will escort you back
to our borders”
Boromir looked pleadingly at
Elrond “Please my lord, you do not understand, I would never take him
back to Gondor, for reasons I feel are to personal to divulge. I love my
brother and seek him out to join him in his new life” Elrond leaned forward,
placed his elbows on the desk, put his face in his hands and groaned “Oh dear”
Boromir furrowed his brow, took a deep breath and whispered “Please, where is
he”
Erestor cleared his throat “He
was here for a time. He was attacked by Orcs and was happened upon and saved by
someone. He placed himself into a life debt with this individual and resides
with him” Boromir's jaw dropped “A…a life debt? But, who is this man…wh…where
do they reside, perhaps I could free my brother, do you think this man would
except payment for his freedom?”
Glorfindel sighed and handed
the young adan some wine “It was not his rescuer that placed the life debt…he
actually found it to be cruel and unnecessary…Faramir placed the debt” Boromir
lightened some “Well, if his master was opposed to the debt in the first place,
then I could retrieve my brother and take him off his hands” Elrond pinched the
bridge of his nose “Nay, I fear it has become more complicated then that…it was
not a man per say that he is bound to…it was an elf”
Boromir flopped back in his
chair “But…” Glorfindel raised his hand “We know…we know…for a mortal to bind
his services to an immortal is unfair, we tried to sway his decision, but he
said he could not enter the halls of his forefathers if he did not fulfill this
debt” Boromir shook his head at a loss for words. Elrond motioned for
Glorfindel to refill his glass “There is something else you should know…the
relationship between master and servant has…how shall I put this…has become
somewhat blurred”
“Blurred my lord?” “Yes, when
they left…they were engaging in more…intimate explorations” Boromir blanched
and took a deep breath “This…this elf is…is using my brother as a…pleasure
servant?” “Nay, nay calm yourself young Boromir…it was actually your brother
that initiated the intimate contact…he is quite taken with his master
actually…and the feelings are reciprocated”
“Please, lord Elrond, may I
speak with this elf? I…I want to see my brother. I need to make sure he is
alright” Elrond and Glorfindel shared a glance as Erestor leaned forward
“Faramir bound his services to prince Legolas Thranduilion of Mirkwood,
therefore, that is where he resides” Boromir slowly turned his gaze to
the adviser “Mirk…Mirkwood? My brother bound himself to a…to a woo…a woo…”
Glorfindel smirked “Wood-elf yes, he willingly bound himself to a wood-elf, the
prince to be exact” “By the gods! I sent him forth to be safe! Not go and live
in a mortal mans deathtrap!”
Elrond calmly stood, walked
over to the bookshelf, retrieved a small box and slowly walked over to the
increasingly panicky young man. The lord of Imladris opened his hand, held it
flat, and blew a fine green powder into his face. Boromir only managed a weak
“Wha…” and past out cold.
Glorfindel chuckled “Valar
melanin, do you have that powder stashed all over the homely house?” Elrond sat
back down “Yes” then looked to his adviser, “Erestor, please take Boromir to
your chamber, I want him watched in case he tries to flee” Erestor blanched and
slightly trembled “My room? I…I do not want an adan laying in my bed!”
Elrond nodded “I know…but your chamber is the most secure room in the entire
palace…it is nigh impossible to sneak into or out of…saes…allow this” Erestor frowned
and crossed his arms “Fine”
That night in Mirkwood, Legolas
lay flat on his stomach while letting out soft moans and whimpers. Laying
beside him, Faramir slowly pressed two oiled fingers in and out of the prince,
scissoring and stretching him gently. As he placed soft kisses on his shoulder,
he whispered soothingly “Relax for me master…that’s is…that’s better…am I
hurting you?”
Legolas pushed back slightly to
match the rhythm of his fingers and groaned “Nnn…nnaay” “Good…now spread a
little more for me…I’m adding a third” Legolas complied, raising his hips some
and parting his knees. Faramir added more oil, then slowly entered the third
finger. Legolas halted his breath and Faramir continued to coo “Breath
master…you need to breath…do you wish me to stop?” the prince slowly shook his
head “Nnnaay”
Faramir smiled and with his
gentle thrusts, began to lightly lick the prince’s ear. Legolas shuddered and
panted, finally letting out a loud moan. The young adan continued his
ministrations and the prince got louder and louder “Ai Ath…I need…I need!”
Faramir slowly removed his fingers and turned the prince on his back. Legolas
was lost, thrashing his head side-to-side “Ath saes!” Faramir gently placed his
hand over the princes mouth “Yes master…shh…shh” then looked to the door in
fear that someone would barge in thinking he was killing him. He smiled as he
thought back to Glorfindel and his suggestion of using a gage, then lowered
himself and swiftly took the prince into his mouth. After only a few moments Legolas
wailed “Ahhnnaai!” and released, panting heavily as Faramir swallowed
everything he released.
Finally, Faramir laid down next
to the prince and held him tight. Legolas reached over, pulled Faramir in for a
deep kiss then whispered “Ha…hannon le Ath-nin” the adan smiled as the prince
suddenly fell boneless into an exhausted reverie. After cleaning his sleeping
master, Faramir crawled out of the bed and headed for the privy…watching and
caressing the young elf, put him in an urgent state of need. Faramir took
himself in hand and promptly spilled himself into his hand. Returning to the
bed, he shored up behind Legolas and fell into sleep.
Out on the prince’s balcony,
Nenuial and Sirith gave each other a glance. Sirith blinked over and over then
whispered “Valar Nenu…where can I get me one of those adans” Nenuial
shook his head and rolled his eyes “Oh ha ha, watch your tongue or I’ll tell
Aldamir you said that” “I was jesting le Iar Craban” Nenuial let out an
exasperated sigh “I know that…I’m not daft, I was being sarcastic le engwa
warg” Both worriers then leapt from the balcony and disappeared in different
directions.
Nenuial made his way to the
king’s study and knocked. “Come!” once entered, he closed the door and bowed
“My lord…chief adviser Genderel” Thranduil leaned back in his chair “Well? Is
he bedding Legolas? Is he being honest with me when he answers Nay to my
question?” Nenuial hemmed and hawed “Well…that would depend on what you
consider bedding my lord” Thranduil narrowed his eyes “Is my sons backside
being penetrated by Faramir’s…rod!” Nenuial stood straight “Nay my lord, not by
his…rod…as you put it…but I will say that when they do finally engage in
the…rod to backside penetration…it should not be to hurtful for the prince”
Genderel sighed “Alright Nenu,
out with it, you say he is not bedding Legolas…what exactly are
they engaging in” Nenuial slowly raised his right hand, lowered his thumb and
pinky, then wiggled the three remaining fingers “Oh…and the prince received
oral release” Thranduil furrowed his brow “It sounds like he was prepping,
stretching him…are you sure they went no further?” “Absolutely my lord”
“Nenu stop that and Havo dad! I am not on my dais…as an old friend, what do you
think!”
Nenuial sat and leaned back
“Personally, I believe his is prepping the prince for when they
ultimately do proceed, this way the prince will be accustom to the stretching
and such…it is actually quite smart on Faramir’s part…it would ensure a more
pleasurable experience for the prince, less hurtful or freighting, to have the
sensations as foreknowledge”
Thranduil looked over to
Genderel, “Oddly enough, I am actually comfortable with this…I mean think about
it, he had been painfully violated for years…who better to teach Legolas
affection and the like then Faramir, who knows exactly how to prepare someone
for the experience to be at its most pleasurable” Nenuial stood and bowed
“Well, if my spying on the prince is thru for the evening, I would like to
retire”
Genderel smiled “Oh, before you
leave, I meant to ask…why do you smell like a birds nest?” Nenuial laughed
“Because I rubbed a few abandoned nests over myself…as well as smeared some
dirt and moss over Sirith” Genderel shook his head “Why” “Because I was spying
on the prince, and I must say, he has the keenest sense of smell I have ever
encountered in an elf, I needed scents that would normally waft into his room
by a breeze. As good, and as experienced as I am with my craft, he would know I
was coming before I even sighted him. It is probably his body’s compensation
for his sightlessness…you may think he does not know you are there, but
he does. I think the only elf I know that could probably sneak up on him, is
chief adviser Erestor of Imladris”
Thranduil snorted “Erestor?”
“Nai, he smells of his vocation, binding salve, ink, parchment and violets.
Four scents that in any elven community would be around every corner…masking
him perfectly. Now if you will permit me, I wish to retire…mandu Thran,
Genderel”
The next morning in Imladris,
Boromir woke feeling more comfortable then he ever had in his life. “Wha…”
Erestor lowered his book “Fair morning adan” Boromir nearly jumped “What…where
am…who…you…wait, who’s room…bed am I in?” Erestor rolled his eyes as he opened
the heavy velvet curtains “Lord Elrond thought it wise to have you watched
during the night, in case your impatient nature took over and you rode off to
Mirkwood, thus getting yourself killed…and this is my chamber and bed since you
asked”
Boromir peered under the covers
“And why…uh…why am I naked in your…err…bed?” Erestor tossed the adan his
clothes “Another deterrent to keep you from fleeing in the night…they have been
cleaned by the way” Boromir hastily dressed “Well I am not like other men, it
would serve no purpose to go and get myself killed within mere feet Mirkwood. I
have heard tales of men getting filled with arrows for just coming to close to
their borders, let alone entering. I am not simple, I know I must send word to
the king first”
Erestor walked to the door
“Come adan Boromir, lord Elrond and Glorfindel will be waiting, you have been
invited to morning meal…oh and fair warning, lord Elrond’s sons Elladan and
Elrohir may be there as well” Boromir lit up some “Truly? I have heard say that
they are the fiercest Orc hunters in middle earth, and travel far and wide on
there hunts” “Yes, they are quite driven by there passion to kill those foul
beasts after they tortured there mother” Boromir lowered his gaze “I had no
known that lord Elrond’s family suffered so” “Well now you do, elves are like
others…we do what we must, even though our true nature is peaceful…now come, we
should not linger”
As they entered, Boromir
inclined his head “Thank you lord Elrond, lord Glorfindel, for inviting me to
this meal” Elrond nodded back and gestured for him to sit “I must worn you
Boromir, my sons will be joining us, therefore I feel I must apologize for
there behavior” “But my lord, they have not even arrived yet…why apologize”
Elrond looked to Glorfindel and Erestor, then back to Boromir “Believe me, it
is warranted, I know my sons”
TBC…………………….
Translations:
Le Iar
Craban-----------------You old crow
Le engwa
warg----------------You sickly warg
Mandu-------------------------Goodnight
Nai-----------------------------Yes
Ath-nin-------------------------My
shadow
Hannon
le-----------------------Thank you
Havo
dad-----------------------Sit down
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