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The Chilly Comfort	By : matschristiana Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4889 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Chilly Comfort

Chapter six - Victory without battle
Legolas opened his eyes and watched in wonder as the dark-haired elf stepped back and turned away. He felt his heart rapidly beating. His body trembled and again and again felt Erestor's touch. He knew it was not Erestor's intention to seduce him. Vice versa, he wanted to convince him that he is same as Elladan or Elrohir to make him run away. But it didn't work. Legolas looked down at the key in is palm. He could go back to the safety of his room.

But it was not any longer what he wanted. He put it aside on the table and approached Erestor. He couldn't leave just like that. His blue eyes scaned again the side-face, so cold and so beautiful. Erestor refused to look at him. He laid his hand on Erestor's shoulder. But the dark elf didn't respond. So he stood right before him to force him to look at him. But he averted his eyes.

Legolas raised his hand and shifted away the golden tresses behind the pod ead ear. He circled its curve until he caressed its tip. Erestor took a deep breath and looked at the blue eyes. The prince smiled slightly. He leaned in closer until his breath caressed the exposed ear.

"You're wrong. You are not like them," he whispered. "And I don't wish to leave. I'd give you willingly what they will never have. Just ask."

"I warned you..." Erestor breathed out.

"I'm not a master of my heart any longer," Legolas admitted and kissed the quivering tip of his ear. "Still there would be a pleace for you in my heart. We won't owe anything to each other." He withdrew so that he saw the black eyes which gazed at him impenetrably. His lips came nearer to Erestor's and touched them slightly in the whisper: "Do you want me?"

Erestor's lips moved along his jaw to the ear without any touch. Legolas inclined his head under the caressing breath. The hot lips moved to the sensitive tip and back again. Kisses light as the touches of buterfly wings caressed the fair skin under his ear and then they returned to his lips. "I do!"

Legolas gasped completly surprised when in one moment Erestor's arms embraced him so firmly he amost couldn't breathe and he kissed him hungrily. He didn't wait for Erestor to require the access. He met his kiss and their mouths passionately fought for domination. Legolas delved his fingers into the dark hair and found the pointed ears.

He felt as the sensitive tips quivered when he stroked them. The intensity of Erestor's desire made his knees tremble and brought an arousal to his veins. He sensed his heart throbbing and it slowly succumbed at Erestor's rythm. He submitted in the kiss and invited the velvet tongue inwards. His senses danced in the exciting sensationes. Erestor's mouth tasted like the drops of dew, cool and arousing at the same time. He felt the silky tresses and the soft skin under his hands. He was surrounded by a light scent he smelled from Erestor's hair. It reminded him a forest awakening after the rain. The soft hands stroked his back. Against him Erestor's chest raised heavily and his heart beat.

The hot mouth released his lips and moved to explore sensitive spots on his nape. Then it went up to the pointed ear until reached the tip. His teeth slightly nibbled it. Legolas moaned and pressed his body even closer to the dark elf. He rubbed his hips against the advisor. Erestor gasped. He clutched the golden tresses and pulled. Legolas was forced to move his head back. He looked up into the eyes so black they seem to be bottomless. Silver flames of lust flared in them. Yes, Erestor was right. He saw the lust, desire so wild, dangerous even cruel that a chill emanated from those eyes.

Erestor kissed him again. His arms released him only to slip between the two of them. Eagerly they unclasped the first clip of the gray robe. When they fought with the second for a while Legolas broke the kiss and stepped back. With a mischievous flash in his blue eyes he pushed Erestor's fingers away. His lashes fluttered seductively when the black eyes narrowed. "Surely you wouldn't tear my only robe apart." He took gently his hand. "Come," he led them into the bedroom.

He left Erestor alone under the arch and took a few steps further. He looked at the dark elf over his shoulder while he undid his robe. Slowly he lowered it down uncovering his golden skin. The robe slipped down onto the ground and Legolas turned to face Erestor. He inclined his head and pulled the tresses behind his ear. Then he raised his hand to the dark-haired elf. "Come to me, I want to see you."

Erestor slowly approached. Legolafairfair fingers stroked the silky fabric covering his chest unetil they brushed the clips. Skilfully he undid them. The tips of his fingers slipped on the nude skin. They caressed it gently until his hands moved under the robe to pull it off. His blue eyes wandered on the slender body. To his surprise he found out a body of a former warior under the silk black fabric. The fair skin stretched over the muscles, firm even over the centuries Erestor spent with the books. The prince looked down his flat belly to the proud aroused sex.

Legolas raised his hand. But before he could blink his wrist was in tight grasp and his back crashed into the cold wall they stood near. He gasped in pain and even his other hand was pressed to the wall in the crushing grip. Hot lips found his and muted his groan. The pain and the wildness of Erestor's kiss evoked a new unknown wave in his body. He wanted to resist the dark-haired elf and at once to obey. The cold black eyes showed a calculation of his every act and that he could not expect gentleness. Erestor desired him, he wanted to use his body, gratify his passion. And Legolas allowed him to do it. It was like playing with fire. Dangerous and exciting.

Erestor's velvet skin drank in his where their bodies were touching. He felt their arousals crushed between them. The next movement of the dark elf was so quick he barely realized it. Suddenly he found himself facing the wall, his forehead resting against it. His wrists were grasped nearly painfuly above his head by one hand while the other one was shifting his golden tresses away his back. A knee was inserted between his thights to spread them and the warm body pressed to him. The lustful mouth kissed and sucked the prince's nape. He moaned half in pain half in pleasure when the sharp teeth marked his skin.

He closed his eyes. The hot lips moved in a wet trail to his shoulder. The soft hand stroked the curve of prince's hip. His golden skin sparkled and sent a thrilling shiver to Erestor's body. The dark elf raised his head in surprise. He ran his fingers over Legolas' arm which he held in capture. He watched the fair skin as it sparkled lightly. Then he stroked it again. An incendiary sensation that was sent to his body was too arousing as he marked the end of his movement with his nails. Legolas moaned again and a discharge of pleasure ran between their pressed bodies. The sensation swayed his legs. He rested his forehead on the prince's hurt shoulder and took a deep breath.

"Please," a quiet whisper sounded and Legolas tried to look at the elf behind him. "Do it again."

But Erestor moved his palm to the prince's chest. His hot lips caught the offered ears and nibbled its tip. The tips of his fingers teased the sparkling skin stretched over the muscles of one of the best archers. And then they brushed the nipple. Legolas purred and rested his forehead against the wall again. He knew Erestor would take no mercy with him.

The hot mouth kissed the prince's marked nape. The experienced fingers tortured his nipples until they decided to slip down on his trembling belly. They touched the head of his cock slightly. Legolas held his heavy breath. But Erestor withdrew his hand.

"Stay that way, don't move," a quiet voice ordered and the warm body stepped back from the prince. Legolas heard a few steps until the voice sounded again. Again it whispered to his ear: "You are so beautiful." Teasingly the tips of Erestor's fingers caressed his exposed neck and then they run down along his spine to his loins where the touch disappeared. The prince blushed. He could feel the black gaze burning through his body, he realized his position and obedience to Erestor's order.

Again Erestor pressed to him. He felt the silky tresses stroke his back. The hot breath caressed his pointed ear. Again the fingers touched him where they disappeared previously. And this time they moved down. Legolas hold his breath. Will Erestor break his touch again? He bit his lower lip when the arousing touch came to the entrance to his body. It circled around until Legolas moaned and arched his body to meet Erestor's fingers. To his surprise one wet finger entered him immediately. Erestor stroked his hard member to dispel his uncomfortable sensation of the sudden pervasion.

"Erestor," Legolas whispered and then the other finger was introduced to his body to prepare him. The hot lips enclasped the tip of his ear and the penetrating fingers brushed the sensitive tissue. Legolas took down one of his arms which Erestor left above his head and bit into his forearm to mute his cry. The intense sensations met in his lower abdomen. And Legolas met Erestor's movements.

But to spite him Erestor withdrew his hand. Until he could object the head of a hard smooth penis exchanged them and slipped into his body. The hand caressing his sex stopped and Erestor took a deep breath.

"Oh, Valar... so tight," Erestor pressed the kiss on the prince's nape where he marked him previously. This time Legolas couldn't mute his cry when Erestor thrust his all lenght into him.

The pain mingled with pleasure with every thrust and with every movement of Erestor's hand on his member. The hot lips kissed his shoulders, his neck, his pointed ears even his golden hair. The other soft hand stroked his sparkling skin, slightly there and then the nails hurt it elsewhere. Legolas could not find any coherent thought, all his senses were fixed on the one spot where the pleasure of the joining of their bodies collected. His moaning and quiet cries mixted with Erestor's heavy breaths and whisper:"My love!" He threw back his head and immediately the hot mouth sucked a new exposed part of his neck.

In the next moment the sharp teeth bit into his nape and the pale walls echoed the prince's cry. He felt a hot stream spill in his body in the same time when his body shook in the climax too. His eyes widened and their silver color shattered to the thousands stars on the dark blue ground.

Then his lids closed again and he felt the wave of gratification. Erestor slipped from his body and rested against him. The dark elf kissed his shoulder before his forehead rested on it. His dark hair covered them and for a while his fair arms embraced the prince. Legolas felt Erestor's heart beat rythm in the slowing against his back.

He sneaked out from Erestor's arms and went towards the bathroom. He quickly washed the marks of their lovemaking. His sight was caught on his reflection in one of the mirrors. He approached. He watched his shining skin of his face, a blush over his cheekbones. His long golden hair embraced his body. Tomorrow it will hardly cover the marks Erestor made on his neck... At least the rumours which the twins made public today will be true! He touched the hurt skin slightly. Everybody will know tomorrow. But will they know he gave into the cold advisor of Lord Elrond? Erestor...

tbc.
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