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Gifts and Old Traditions
Erestor led the king by the arm
and Thranduil just followed without thinking. When he finally looked around, he
furrowed his brow “Where…I have never been in this aria, where are you taking
me?” “Someplace privet, where you can calm down and not be disturbed”
Thranduil rolled his eyes “My
advisors even disturb my baths…I am sure they are hunting for me as we speak,
they will probably see this whole situation as a good thing…I can just hear
them now ‘My lord, my lord, Oh how wonderful! Finally, a perfectly unbreakable
alliance with Imladris!’” Thranduil shuddered, then shook his head and mumbled,
“Cursed huan”
Erestor gently smiled “Believe
me, only four others besides myself ever go here…it is a feared place and greatly
avoided”. Stopping at a large door at the end of the corridor, Thranduil
frowned “Feared? What is this place” Erestor unlocked and opened the door “My
privet chamber”
Thranduil walked in a raised
his brow “You are inviting me to your bed chamber?” Erestor mouth dropped
“I…nay…to my chamber…not my bed” The king smiled kindly “I am sorry my tender
beauty, that came out wrong, fear not my being in your privet space”
Erestor smiled, and then
offered the king a seat by the fire. The advisor gave him a glass of wine and
sat beside him “The prince will be alright my lord” Thranduil sighed, “My son
is normally strong, confidant…a warrior. Today I saw a terrified elfling
begging for his Ada to save him”
Erestor nodded “Well, I’m sure
that the prospect of the inevitable is frightening him, this will be his
first time with a male” Thranduil shot him a concerned look “What? H…how do you
know this?” “I overheard Glorfindel speaking with lord Elrond in his study, it
was the morning after the dare. Glorfindel commented that the prince was
innocent of male affection”
Thranduil groaned “I have seen
the seneschal in the baths…Glorfindel should never be anyone’s
first…only a seasoned lover could handle his…generous stature” The king downed
the rest of his glass “I have heard that Glorfindel is a giving lover
tho…preparing his bed partners well”
Thranduil took a deep breath
“I…I am sure you are right, Legolas is strong. After the initial pain
and discomfort, the pleasure will take over” Erestor blinked and furrowed his
brow “What?” “After the pain subsides, he will feel wonderful”
The advisor continued to look
at the king confused “It…it subsides?” Thranduil furrowed his brow “Of course
it does, otherwise why would anyone engage in doing it in the…first…place” The
king shook his head “Oh my tender beauty, you had mentioned that your
experience was not pleasurable correct?”
Erestor nodded “Nai, there was no pleasure…at all” The
elven king moved closer, wrapped his arms around the advisor and pulled him
close “Trust me, there is great pleasure to be found in it, you lover must have
been inexperienced” Erestor looked away and bit his lip “He was not my lover”
~*~*~
Legolas woke and found himself
lying on a bed. As he slowly sat up and looked around the room, he sighed at
how beautiful everything was. Then realized that it was morning. Making his way
to the door, he walked thru and found himself in a large room with a connected
kitchen.
Glorfindel looked up from his
book “Ah, your awake…are you alright? I have never seen anyone pass out from…”
The seneschal suddenly braced himself as the prince leapt onto him and began to
hit him “Alright?! How could you do this! You Orcs arse! Where are we! Take me
back to my Adar!”
Glorfindel let the prince hit
him for a few, and then grabbed his wrists “Daro Legolas”. “Daro? Daro?! You
daro! Let…let go of my wrists! This is not the first age my lord!
You…you can not just …claim and…” The seneschal suddenly released his wrist,
sending Legolas backwards onto the floor.
The golden warrior then stood
over the young prince and narrowed his eyes “I know this is not the
first age! I need you not to remind me penneth!” Legolas scooted backward, but
was followed by the warrior “You are my mate now! If you were to flee back to
your Adar, he would hand you back to me when I came to retrieve you!”
Glorfindel took a deep breath
“I have waited a long time to find someone. Actually, I had given up hope of
ever finding someone I would want as a mate. Then you began to come to Imladris
and…” The seneschal sighed as he looked at the prince’s face, noticed the
fearful look he was receiving, then realized that he was towering over the
youth, and how ominous he must look.
The seneschal relaxed his
stance and held out his hand “Get off the floor Legolas, I am not going to hurt
you” The prince nervously took his hand and stood “My lord…you…this is all just
happening so…fast. I always thought there would be…courting involved or…”
Glorfindel smiled “I panicked”
Legolas tilted his head “What?”
“As I was sitting there watching you, I thought about how someone could come
along and draw you away and…I panicked. I wanted you” The prince
furrowed his brow “But you do not even know me” Glorfindel shook his head “I
know you enough. Now enough of this talk. We are together and that is that”
Legolas sighed defeated,
knowing it was true. Even without consummating the bond yet, when he had woke
in the other room, he could feel that the eldar was near. The prince went
outside, stood on the porch, looked about his surroundings and thought ‘Aye,
it is lovely here. Big trees, a stream…the cabin is warm, comfortable
and remote…tis a fine dwelling for a wood-elf’
Glorfindel smiled as he stood
within the doorframe and watched his new mate contemplate his surroundings “I
consulted builders from Mirkwood. They came and approved the area themselves.
Then, when I told them it was for their prince, they built it themselves”
Legolas slowly turned around
and looked carefully at the structure “Wood-elves built this cabin?” “Nai, I
wanted you to be comfortable” The prince furrowed his brow “But my lord, this
cabin is overgrown with established vines, it has been standing for quite some
time”
The seneschal stepped forward,
slowly reached out, and caressed the princes face “I had it commissioned 36
years ago” Legolas dropped his jaw “36?” “Nai my fair penneth, you caught my
eye some time ago…and you may stop calling me my lord now, after tonight, we
will be officially bound”
Legolas swallowed hard
“To…tonight?” Glorfindel smirked “Well, we could always do it now” The princes
eyes flew wide “Nay, tonight is fine…later is good later is good”
TBC……………………..
Translations:
Huan-------------------------------Hound(s)
Adar/Ada--------------------------Father/Dad
Nai---------------------------------Yes
Saes--------------------------------Please
Penneth-----------------------------Young
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