Sapphire Eyes | By : DurOltha Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sapphire Eyes
Legolas went straight to
Genderel’s study, it was open, so the prince just stood at the door.
“Checkmate” he heard Genderel declare followed by Faramir’s signature sigh and
a chuckle to the left of the room. Faramir pouted “Why do you not play
him brother…see how merry you feel when he wins in so few moves” Boromir smiled
“He is an elf little brother with centuries of practice, if I did beat
him, I would probably die of shock!”
Genderel noticed the very
pensive prince in the door “Legolas?” The young elf ignored his second father,
put out his arms and called out “Faramir?” “Yes master?” “Ath” Faramir crossed
the room and walked into the elf’s embrace, wrapped his arms around him and
whispered “Yes Legolas?” The prince nuzzled his chest as though he were
scenting the adan. Then they heard it…a low purring emanated from him, followed
by a gentle whisper “Aye Ath-nin…I need”
Faramir moaned “Oh…yes master”
Then the adans eyes widened as Legolas slowly licked at his partially exposed
chest, followed by a nip “Aaha…ha…yes master…Ooo…ha…let…let us go somewhere
then” Legolas swiftly turned and began to drag him from the room. Faramir
turned his gaze to his brother and smiled, who in turn rolled his eyes and
smiled back.
When they entered their
bedchamber, Legolas nearly tore his clothes as they striped, grabbed Faramir,
flung him to the bed and practically pounced on top of him. Faramir groaned as
the prince slowly licked and nipped at his chest, then began to lightly suckle
on his nipple. Legolas decided to test the waters and gently spread Faramir’s
legs, and laid fully on top of him. As soon as he made a mock thrust, he felt
Faramir tremble and nervously swallowed. Legolas immediately reversed there
legs and flipped to his back pulling Faramir atop him.
The young man stopped trembling
and began to slowly prepare the prince “Are you ready master?” “Nai…si Ath-nin
si” Faramir entered the prince and established a slow and steady rhythm. After
a few, Legolas decided to take the risk “Faramir…Ahh…may I try…something?” “Of
course…master” “I do not…ai…Ahh…wish to scare you” “Go ahead… my beautiful
master” Legolas then placed his flat hand on his chest “Then daro” Faramir
tried to focus “Daro…stop?” “Nai daro” Faramir instantly stilled.
Legolas licked his lips
“Lay…upon your back, knees together and bent, with your feet flat on the
matrices” Faramir slowly pulled out, much to both of their disappointment and
complied. “Like this?” Legolas ghosted his fingers over his form “Nai” The prince
then startled his hips, leaned forward and kissed him tenderly. Faramir gently
grabbed his master’s hips and aligned them. Legolas bit his lip “You know this
position?” “Yes master” “Am…am I frightening you?” “Nay it is alright. Now just
lower yourself upon me…ohh…yes…just like that”
The prince began to move
experimentally until he and Faramir moaned from the same movement. With the
accuracy of an archer, he repeated the movement at a punishing pace, finally
spilling himself over Faramir’s abdomen, then sending his adan over the edge as
well. After a moment, the prince collapsed atop him. “Master?” “Mmm” “Master my
love” “Nai?” “Are you alright…are you…” “Shh Faramir melanin” “It is just that,
that was rather…rough…and you are unused to such a…vigorous time” Legolas
nuzzled his neck “Did you enjoy it?” “Oh yes” “Then shh and let us enjoy the
after warmth” Both sated, they fell into slumber.
In the dining hall, everyone
gathered for evening meal. Thranduil tapped his fingers on the table as he
looked at the two empty seats “They are late” Genderel snorted “I am unsure
that they will be attending” “Actually we are, I apologize for our tardiness
Adar, Atar…everyone” The assembled group turned to see Faramir escorting the
prince to the table. Thranduil smirked and winked at the three warriors, as the
prince sat in his chair, followed by an uncomfortable exhale. Faramir leaned
close “Are you sure you are well master” “Nai”
Thranduil cleared his throat
“So ion-nin, your 49th begetting day approaches…any ideas on what
you would like planed?” “Nay, not truly…I am more preoccupied with thoughts of
my 50th, I suppose for my 49th, I would just like a nice
dinner…and maybe some music? Otherwise I am constantly thinking of who I wish
to invite to my 50th” Thranduil smiled “And who would you like to
invite to your coming of age?”
Legolas smiled, shrugged his
shoulders and nonchalantly popped a cherry into his mouth “Oh, just a few
friends” “Mmm, like who” “Oh…just 10 elves, 3 half-elves, 3 edain and 1
Istari…I thought I would have Faramir write the invitations” Thranduil balked
“Nay, I will know exactly who you are inviting…who” “But Adar, I wanted
it to be a surprise” Thranduil dropped his head into his hands “Urgh, you test
the very threads of my sanity Greenleaf”
Legolas sighed “Alright Adar alright, if you truly must
know…as I said, 10 elves, you Adar, Atar, Nenuial, Sirith, Aldamir, Meoen, Lord
Glorfindel, Erestor, Lord Celeborn and Haldir…3 half-elves, Lord Elrond,
Elladan and Elrohir…” Thranduil rolled his eyes “Nai, nai and Mithrandir, for
he is the only Istari you know…and 2 edain, Faramir and Boromir” “3 edain”
“Ion, you only know 2 edain” Legolas shook his head “I know 3 edain Adar”
Thranduil furrowed his brow,
then Genderel leaned over and whispered only one-word “Rohirrim” Thranduils
eyes flew wide “Nay! Nay nay nay, you are not inviting that…that Eomer
to your celebration” Boromir choked “Eomer of Rohan? Prince Legolas, you know
him?” Legolas relayed the tale of his first kiss then furrowed his brow “I take
it you know him as well?” Glorfindel chimed in and raised his hand “I know him”
Legolas rolled his eyes “Nai,
nai I know you know him, I was asking Boromir” “Yes, I know him, he was
the one I befriended. He was to help Faramir start a new life in Rohan” Faramir
glanced at his brother “But I did not know I had someone to trust waiting for
me there, I take it I have met this…Eomer?” “Yes, he was one of the Rohirrim
that father…father offered you to”
Completely forgetting about the
others in the room, Faramir stood abruptly, knocking his chair over backwards
“What?! You…you were sending me…into the h…hands of someone who…used me?!”
Boromir grabbed him by the upper arms and shook him “Nay! Father offered you to
him first…because he was the Marshal of the Riddermark…I had already befriended
him…you spent that week in his chambers, but he never touched you thusly. He
went to father that first night and lied, saying that you pleased him well and
that he wished to keep you to himself…he was the one who only held you and told
you stories of the elves…do you remember the man who did that?”
Faramir slowly nodded “That was
Eomer?” “Yes little brother, that was Eomer. Do you truly believe that I would
send you into the arms of someone vile?” Faramir shook his head “Nay…you would
not” Legolas reached over and gently took his hand “Ath?” Faramir leaned down
and kissed his forehead “Master, if you would not mind…I think I will go for a
walk” “Of course melanin, come to me should you need me” Faramir stroked his
cheek “I would never do otherwise”
As Faramir left the room,
Nenuial glanced over to Erestor and noticed he was staring at the table, and
trembling with silent tears rolling down his cheeks. The warrior glanced to the
two elves that he thought knew the adviser best. Thranduil and Genderel looked
to Glorfindel, who in turn, stood and walked over “Erestor iar mellon-nin, come
now…I will care for you here” Erestor trembled as Glorfindel gently picked him
up and cradled him close, then choked out a weak “Nay, n…nay Glorfindel” “Shh
mellon-nin…put your trust in me as you would Elrond, for in his absence, I will
care for you”
As the seneschal’s footsteps
faded, Legolas placed his gaze to his father “Ada?” Nenuial then leaned over
“Thran?” The Mirkwood king sighed “I will not be ganged up upon, quell your
curiosities for now, I have not Erestor’s leave to divulge any parts of his
life…that is up to him. I will say though, that his is in good hands with
Glorfindel. Elrond usually handles things, but Findel knows what Erestor needs
in the Peredhil’s absence. Nenu…you are just beginning to open your heart after
so long. Have patients, for as much as I jibe that stuffy adviser…I respect
him, for I think he is even more stubborn then I”
As Glorfindel placed Erestor on
his bed, the adviser drew his hands to his face, rolled onto his side, curled
up into a fetal position and groaned “Urgh…how embarrassing” Glorfindel
retrieved a bowl of water, scented it with lavender and sat on the edge of the
bed “I am very proud of you Erestor” The adviser gawked from behind his hands
“What?” “It has been some time since you have had an episode…I am not surprised
you had one now, I have been expecting it for some time” Erestor rolled his
eyes “Shut up Findel”
The seneschal smiled “Nay
truly…you have been exposed to one who has been horribly violated, you have
left the familiar surroundings of our beautiful Rivendel to be a guest in a
place that is a maze of dark caves…and…you are entertaining the thought of
staring a relationship, with an elf who’s craft is anything but kind…as I said,
I am surprised you have not had an episode till now”
Erestor stared at his long time
friend “I…I truly like Nenuial…oddly enough, I feel safe around him” Glorfindel
smiled and nodded as he tenderly stroked the back of Erestor hand “I know iar
mellon, I have known Nenu since he was but an elfling, an odd match you would
make…but he would be honorable with his actions toward you. Now, let me undress
you and I will help wash you clean” Erestor slowly looked away, let out a shaky
sigh and whispered, “I will never be clean”
TBC……………………
Translations:
Iar
mellon-nin-------------------My old friend
Melanin-------------------------My
love
Si-------------------------------Now
Mellon-nin----------------------My
friend
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