Sapphire Eyes | By : DurOltha Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sapphire Eyes
When Legolas and Boromir
returned, they paused and listened. Legolas groaned as he heard Glorfindel
relaying the tale of there spar “Ai Nenu, Sirith, you would have been proud…at
first, I thought him to be mad…yelling ‘BA!’ every so often…it had never
occurred to me that he would use the echo to close the distance between himself
and the wall…every weapon he grabbed he wielded well…but what impressed me most
was the head slam to my nose!”
Sirith and Nenuial burst out
laughing and Sirith pointed to the warrior “Aye the mad elven slayer here
taught him that one…the prince used that on me while we were working on his
knife skills, and was successful in braking my nose! Thank the Valar that my
mate is a healer!” The entire group laughed and Thranduil smiled proudly.
Nenuial looked at Erestor and
cleared his throat “Erestor, would you like another glass?” The dark elf gave a
small smile “Ha…Hannon le Nenuial, nai that would be nice” Thranduil nudged
Genderel and nodded toward the two “What do you think melanin” “It would be
nice if they got together, they both need someone”
Meoen suddenly jumped up
“Penneth! Ahh and Boromir, thank the stars you were found!” Faramir chuckled as
Meoen quickly walked over to his brother and tucked Boromir’s messy hair behind
his ears, wrapped her arm around his and led him to the table. Nenuial gently
pulled a chair out and offered it to Erestor, who inclined his head to the
offer, and then took the seat next to the counselor.
After dinner, Meoen excused
herself for the evening. Sirith and Aldamir followed shortly after, then
Glorfindel grabbed a bottle and bowed theatrically “I am off to bed now to
engage in dreams of my beloved Elrond” Thranduil rolled his eyes and waved his
hand “Cel le iar huan” Legolas stood “Faramir and I will escort Boromir to his
chamber, then retire” Thranduil smiled “Yes, yes go now, your Atar and I have
work to do anyway…we will see you in the morn”
Nenuial leaned over “Chief
adviser Erestor, would I…may I escort you to your chamber? Unless you…know the
way of course” Erestor shyly smiled “I know the way…but would not mind the
company,” The red slayer offered his arm and Thranduil blinked surprised when
Erestor took it.
A few days had passed and
Glorfindel, Sirith, Nenuial and Legolas finished there sparing practice. When
they sat down, Sirith opened the basket of food that Meoen prepared. He lifted
out an item and waved it about “What is it” Legolas sighed and rolled his eyes
“Can we not just eat?” “Nay, answer me” Legolas sniffed “Cheese” The caption
repeated with another item “And this?” (…Sniff…) “Bread” The prince decided to
get this torture over with and rattled off the contents (…sniff…) “Cheese,
bread, strawberries, grapes, pears, lemon water and nuts…there are you happy?
Now saes, pass me something, I care not what”
Glorfindel grabbed a pear “Here
penneth” Legolas eagerly sunk his teeth into the juicy pear “Hannon le
Glorfindel” The Belrog slayer smirked “Sooo penneth, how goes it with you and
Faramir?” “Fine” “Good…good, he is…treating you well?” the prince blinked a few
times “He…he treats me very well thank you”
Glorfindel winked then nodded
to Sirith “Sooo Sirith, you and Aldamir are fairing well?” “Nai…you know, he
did the sweetest thing the other night” Nenuial looked at the prince and
noticed that he had a curious look on his face. The elven slayer looked back to
Sirith and nodded “Oh? And what was that” Sirith handed the prince some lemon
water, cheese and bread “Well, he drew a bath, scented it, put flower petals in
it, lit candles…Ahh…we looked like wrinkled peas when we finally got out, then
we moved to the bed…it was a passionate night, he feels so good beneath me”
Glorfindel smiled “Sounds
lovely, I personally had a beautiful night with Elrond before I left, we knew
we would not see each other for a while sooo…” Legolas took a deep drink from
his water and sat up straighter. The three eldar’s smiled fondly at the prince,
then Nenuial motioned for Glorfindel to continue “Well, I must say, Elrond may
be half-elven, but by the Valar, he gets his endurance and strength from his
elven side…” The princes mouth fell open as he listened in shock “…we were on
the chaise in his study…he on his back and I atop…of course later, he had me
bent forward over his desk!”
The three eldar’s burst into
laughter and Legolas let out a soft giggle. Glorfindel took a long breath “As I
asked earlier Legolas, how fare you and Faramir?” The prince looked like an elk
caught in a hunters trap. Nenuial smiled then placed his hand on the prince’s
shoulder “You need not answer, we just thought that since you will reach your
majority in a years time, and have taken a lover, that you would be ready to be
included in a Warrior Circle”
The prince’s eyes widened as
his memory flashed on his growing up. The warriors would always shoo him away
because they were engaged in or about to start a warrior circle. Legolas sat
straight “I am ready for the Circle, I am…wha…what do you want to know…saes,
give me another chance saes”
The three eldar’s smiled warmly
at the prince, there own minds falling back to there own first time being
included in a Circle, the excitement, there nervousness and the fear of
sounding foolish before the older warriors. Nenuial reached over and tucked
some loose hairs behind the princes ear “Take your time Legolas, you need not
even speak this time if you do not wish” The red slayer then refilled his glass
and cleared his throat “Well, I for one, have escorted Erestor to his chamber
the past few nights and…last night he invited me in…I dare say he has the
softest and sweetest lips I have ever tasted”
Sirith dropped his jaw “You and
Chief Adviser Erestor? Somehow I had not figured him for a tumble” “I said I kissed
him, I never said I claimed him you half wit…I want to take things slow,
I do not wish to spook him off. It has been a long time since I entertained the
thought of having something serious…I am a shade nervous” Legolas licked his
lips “His scent changes around you, like you do him…he is interested…I would
swear upon it” “Hannon le Legolas, I would trust your nose faster then others
eyes any day”
Glorfindel cleared his throat,
and at that, Legolas sniffed “Adar?” “Nai ion-nin…mea govannen ilye” Thranduil
looked at the three warriors and his son as they snacked upon their modest
midday meal, and immediately recognized this as a small warrior circle. The
three smiled up at the king, he returned there affection in kind then glanced
at his son, who’s head was now lowered and he was fidgeting with his hem.
Thranduil raised his brow
“Mmm…a midday circle?” Sirith nodded “Nai, we just finished with Legolas’s
practice” Thranduil slowly walked around, stopped between Glorfindel and
Nenuial, then proceeded to gently kick the Belrog slayer in the hip. The
seneschal smirked and scooted over, as Thranduil lowered himself to the ground
almost directly across form the prince.
Nenuial nodded “Welcome to our
circle Thran” Legolas bit his lip “Di…did you wish me to leave then Adar?”
“Were you invited to the circle ion-nin?” The prince nodded “Nai Adar” “Well,
if your fellow warriors deemed you ready, then I have no right to dismiss you”
Legolas smiled and settled more comfortably.
Thranduil reached out and
helped himself to some of the food “So, saes retrace, what had I missed” Sirith
recounted his romantic evening with Aldamir. Nenuial, his first tender kiss
with Erestor and the princes observation and advise to continue his pursuit.
Glorfindel then retold his last evening with Elrond before his journey.
Thranduil groaned “Aye Valar Findel saes, tell me not that you allowed
that half-elf to root you up the backside over his desk!” Everyone chortled and
Legolas mumbled, “I personally am never going to sit on that chaise
again…that is for sure” The entire group burst into laughter.
As Legolas listened to there
tales of battle and encounters with past lovers and present mates, he noted
that they did not call him prince, or his father king, everyone used only there
given names or nicknames, and they also gave an odd type of council to each
other, giving freely there advise without judgment…warrior to warrior.
At one point, there was a lull
in the conversation as they refilled their glasses. The prince took a deep
breath “Th…the other night…” The four eldar’s placed there attention on the prince,
all mentally noting that most young elves, there first time within the circle,
usually started with a story that seeks advise “…Faramir and I were…in bed and
I was before him as he…cl…claimed me…” the prince took a deep gulp of his water
“…he then drew me back until I was almost…sitting on his lap…”
Legolas paused as the heard the
others murmuring. Sirith started “Mmm…good position, gives you excellent access
to the ears and neck” Glorfindel chortled “Ai and you have free access to there
front for fondling” Thranduil nodded “Nai, perfect position for a claiming bite
upon your completion of a coupling” Legolas furrowed his brow “Claiming bite?”
Nenuial reached over and
touched the princes neck “Right thru here…below the ear, above the
shoulder…never in the front or direct back of the neck, this muscle that runs
from the ear to the hollow of the connecting shoulder is strong…it is also
sensitive…when…when my mate Ciril gave me a bite there, I spilled myself with
such voracity that I almost fell unconscious” Legolas lowered his gaze “When
Haldir gave me a…a passion mark there I felt…it was so strong a feeling…I
trembled…and when Faramir kisses me there I get tingly”
Thranduil chortled “Ion, think
back to when you were an elfling, do you remember the time that Genderel picked
you up and when you wrapped your arms around his neck, you discovered that
wound?” “Nai, I thought he had been attacked…that was your claiming
bite?” Thranduil sighed contently
“Nai…we were bound not long after that”
Legolas bit his lip “Does…does
it have to be an elf’s bite?” The group chortled and Glorfindel coughed “Nay
Legolas, your Ath could do this…he would just need to break the skin before you
both reached completion, and not let go until you were both properly spent…now…if
you were to do this to him though, you would need to be careful. You know how
fragile edain are and they do not heal as well and as quickly as elves”
The prince wrong his hands “How
do I…get Ath-nin to…uh…you see, he is very, very gently with me and sometimes I
feel…that I will go mad if…if err…” Thranduil shook his head and smirked “You
wish to know how to get him to stop treating you like a fragile piece of glass,
and realize that elves are stronger then they look?” Legolas blushed and nodded
“Nai, I have, in the middle of our…lovemaking, found myself compelled to
ask…‘more’…and he says ‘Not yet, you’ll tare’…”
The elders used all their
strength to suppress a chuckle, as they witnessed the prince throw his arms up
as he became more and more frustrated “…I mean…urgh! For Valars sake I’ve
already torn, how much more painful can it be…it cant hurt as much as
that cursed Orc arrow I had in my leg can it?” Sirith placed his hand on the
princes shoulder “It is a very sensitive area” Legolas rolled his eyes “I know
that Sirith, I have used it”
Nenuial chimed in “I believe
what Sirith is trying to say is, only you know how much more you can
take…Faramir most likely fears he will harm you…his past experience of abuse
holds him back, it is up to you to take him further” Thranduil sighed “I know a
position that is pleasurable for both and would give you control over the pace
but…” Legolas blinked several times in anticipation “But what Adar…saes” “You
would be in the dominant position, with his past, it may frighten him” “Well
could you at least tell me so I may try it? If he dislikes it I will cease”
Thranduil relented and told his only son, the how and whys of this particular
position. When finished, the circle ended and Legolas thanked everyone for
including him, then promptly fled.
The three warriors remained
sitting and stared at Thranduil. Glorfindel suddenly thwacked him in the arm
“Valar Thran! What ever possessed you to sit within your son’s first circle!
Elbereth! I would have faded from embarrassment had my Adar done thus!”
Thranduil rubbed his arm “I could not resist being part of my sons right of
passage, my own Adar almost refused to let me have mine…saying that ‘being a
future king is right of passage enough’…I wanted to make sure that Legolas
benefited well from his first circle, you can not begrudge me that. Besides,
fathers and sons often share a circle”
Nenuial rolled his eyes “Nai
Thran, but only after the son is older, never on his first” The four warriors
slowly began to chuckle at the situation and Sirith piped in “So where do you
think he ran off to?” The other three answered simultaneously “Faramir”
TBC…………………….
Translations:
Ilye--------------------------------All
Cel le iar
huan---------------------Go you old dog
Saes-------------------------------Please
Mea
Govannen--------------------Well met
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