Master | By : Nightgrauen Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7959 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Morning
came all too soon with the rising of a new sun. Some rays found their way
through the curtains and bathed the occupants of the bed in a golden glow, wandering
from the foot of the bed to its head as the sun continued its slow ascent.
Legolas
woke to the feeling of warmth and the tingling sensation of sun on his face. He
twitched and closed his eyes more tightly. He did not want to wake up yet, he
wanted to sink back in the warm cocoon that was sleep.
But the sun
was persistend, sending her rays down upon this child of the eldar, where they
continued their shadow play on his face. So Legolas relented and began his slow
descent from his dream-cloud back to the waking world.
And
stiffened... as another sensation registered with his waking mind. Fullness... odd...
He tried to
remember but his foggy mind refused to cooperate yet. He frowned. Why did he feel full... well... there was no
discomfort... it simply felt odd... but...
His musings
were interrupted when an arm, which he hadn’t noticed before, tightened around
his middle and drew him back against a warm body. And then that body began to
move behind him... in him...
Cerrulean
eyes shot open with sudden realisation and he was catapulted back to reality. NO!
“Hello, my
sweet darling, finally awake?”, a husky voice whispered into his ear,
accentuating each word with a light thrust into Legolas’ yielding warmth.
Elrond.
The
Elf-prince tried to wriggle away, clawing at the arm that held him snug against
the Elf-lord’s body, but it would not move. He grew desperate and wailed into
the gag.
Elrond stopped
his movements, smiling knowingly as he looked over a pale shoulder onto an even
paler face. “Now, now... my prince... what are you trying to do? Getting away
from me? You know I won’t let you.”
He chuckled
at the desperate look in those eyes staring back at him and patted Legolas’
stomach with the hand which held the young elf to him.
“Shall we
try again?” He punctuated his question with one thrust. Then another. Legolas
stiffened in his arms... became rigid, frozen into moment like a marble
stature...
Elrond
smiled and aimed for that certain spot that would break his young charge out of
his shock and send him into another...
totally different kind of shock.
A sudden
jerk of the body in front of him, a muted gasp and eyes that became impossible
wide with disbelief told him that he had found that spot. He continued his
assault on Legolas’ prostate with repeated thrusts...
‘Ai... what...what was that? Ai... no... again...’
Heat
blossomed in Legolas’ groin with every tender touch to that... that spot in
him. It sent impossible pleasure coursing through his body
‘Ai...this cannot be... ah...’
Legolas was
dazed. Shocked. Out of his mind. No this could not be true... was not true! His
body was not reacting to the Elf-lord’s ministrations! His member was not
stiffening ever so slowly! NO!
‘Yes...it is’, he realised defeated. But
how?! How could he possibly enjoy the violation of this most private part of
his body. ‘ ´Tis unnatural! I am... unnatural! But... but it feels so wonderful...’
Elrond’s
smile grew into a grin as he watched the emotions in Legolas’ eyes shift from
surprise to disbelief to denial to realisation to shock and back again. He
choose that moment to withdraw.
Speaking as
casually as if nothing had happened, he said: “Well it is time. We should
prepare for the day, don’t you think my little Greenleaf?”
And smiled
to himself, as he saw the bewildered look on Legolas’ face. Was it the feeling
of loss he saw in those deep cerulean eyes? Yes!
‘Ah... the first step is taken my dear
prince... now it is only a question of time ... and I will re-create you to my
liking!’
Elrond sighed
and went to the bathrom. When he re-emerged some time later, he was fully
clothed, looking as regal as ever.
Legolas?
Well... he still lay there... on the bed... staring disbelievingly into
nothingness... to shocked to really process what had just happened to him or
the emotions it had evoked: the sudden
feeling of loss and emptiness, as Elrond had withdrawn.
He only
registered on the fringes of his mind that Elrond drew him to his feet and led
him to the bathroom. When they returned to the bedroom he could not even
remember what they had done there.
He let
himself be pressed down upon the bed, manhandled to the Elf-lord’s liking... a
leg here, an arm there, rolled onto his side... legs drawn up... then back
again... and so on...
... and
then the Elrond was suddenly gone.
‘Where had he gone to?’ Legolas blinked
as he came out of his catatonic state, as if waking from a long, deep sleep. He
tried to gather his scattered thoughts to re-collect the last 30 minutes of his
life. As the memories came back to him, he soon realised he was again bound to
the bed, his backside again stuffed like a festive-day-roast and... and... no!
His member was still erect?!
No this could not be! What had this bastard
done to him?! NOOOO!
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TBC
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