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The Long and Winding Road	By : kathmco Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2997 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord of the Rings book series and movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I seek only to borrow from Tolkien's genius, and do not seek to profit from this writing in any way.

Chapter 8

Legolas dove under water, vigorously washing the sudsy foam from his hair, before surfacing, his head bent forward. He flung his head backwards as he stood, his hair flying up, over and behind him, swatting Calla in the head.

"Oomph!" Calla was pushed down in the water by the weight of his waterlogged tresses.

"Calla! I am so sorry," he called, turning around to see her surface, sputtering water. He swam to her, looking chagrined, and touched her face to assure himself that she hadn't been hurt.

Haldir laughed heartily, saying, "Never stand behind an Elf when he is washing his hair, Calla. I've seen others knocked unconscious by the weight!"

"How do you hold your head upright? Your hair must weigh forty pounds when it's wet!" Calla asked, wiping the water from her eyes, but smiling.

Haldir handed her the soap and turned his back to her, obviously wishing for a little help. He held his hair out of the way, as Calla began to slowly soap his back, her hand gliding gently over the muscles in his broad shoulders, working down toward the small of his back.

Calla gasped as she felt hands on her own back, gentle fingers working in small circles, massaging away the last of the tension in her shoulders. Looking over her shoulder, she smiled at Legolas, who smiled back. She sighed as his head dipped forward to place soft kisses on the back of her neck.

Haldir turned around, seeing Legolas' face buried in Calla's neck, bent his own head forward to claim her lips. Calla's right hand slipped forward to slide into Haldir's wet hair, while her left hand reached behind her, tracing circles on Legolas' hip.

Two sets of strong hands began to caress her body, running up and down its length, cupping her breasts, her backside, gentle probing fingers finding both of her entrances, two sets of lips sucking and softly biting the delicate skin of her neck. Moaning she began to buck between the two of them, kissing whatever flesh came within reach of her lips.

Her hands found two rods, fully engorged and ready, and began stroking them in unison, rubbing herself first against one, then the other. Three sets of breaths became ragged, until Haldir lifted her by the waist and slowly lowered her onto his member, groaning as his length filled her.

Las was wasted no time, spreading her cheeks apart, probing eagerly at the small tight opening between them. Calla gasped as she felt the head of his organ begin its entry, sliding slowly into her depths.

Speared by the two hard shafts of her lovers, Calla moaned, as they pumped slowly together, her belly tightening with fire as she edged toward climax.

Faster they both thrust into her, until she began to shudder with wave after wave of ecstasy, her head throwck ock onto Legolas' shoulder, her hands clawing at Haldir's.

Brought to the edge by her climax, Haldir felt his own orgasm imminent, and his organ exploded in her, his body rippling with tremors. Soon after, her muscles squeezed his seed from his organ, and a cry ripped from his th as as Legolas found his release.

They remained in each other's arms for quite some time, letting the warm waters of the pond wash away the evidence of their joining. Feeling four strong arms wrapped around her, two broad chests pressing her between them, she felt safe, protected, and wanted, and wished never to have move from the pond.

Eventually, Haldir scooped her up in his arms, and carried her to the shore. Legolas followed, picking up their clothes on the way, as Haldir carried Calla back to the campsite, her head resting on his shoulder, her arms wrapped around his neck.

Sitting on small mats around the campfire, they let the warmth of the flames dry them. Legolas made tea for all of them, and they sat sipping their cups in a comfortable silence.

A makeshift dinner of fruit and meat carried with them from The Great Cavern filled their bellies. Reaching into his saddlebag, Haldir pulled out one last item, wrapped in a large, green leaf, and handed it to Calla.

Puzzled, she opened the leaf to find a small square of white, hardened bread within it. She looked at Haldir with a raised eyebrow.

"You wished to try it, so I brought some along for you," Haldir grinned.

"Is this…"

:"Lembas. You mentioned it last night, remember?"

Legolas snickered behind his cup of tea, watching to see Calla's reaction as she took a small bite of the Elven bread.

"Argh!" she cried, spitting out the offending morsel from her mouth, and grabbing her cup of tea. Swishing the tea in her mouth, she tried to rid herself of the horrible taste.

"You were right, Haldir! It does taste like feet…this stuff is just nasty!"

Legolas and Haldir roared at the faces was was making. Refilling her cup, Calla asked Legolas to tell her about the Fellowship. "Please, Legolas, tell me about the Hobbits," she asked, settling back on her mat.

"The Hobbits? They were funny little creatures, full of high spirits, but brave, nonetheless. They earned our respect, although I must say, they drank more than any other I have ever known. Ale was like water to them - they guzzled it as fast as we could procure it for them. They were very funny when they drank, although they had been known to hump whatever leg was nearest when in that state. Gimli would get quite annoyed with them."

Calla laughed at the mental image of drunken Hobbits chasing the Dwarf around, trying to latch on to his legs.

"We should get some sleep…morning will come quickly," Haldir said, stretching out next to the fire and pulling Calla down with him, her head on his shoulder, his arms wrapped securely around her. Legolas smiled at the two, noticing that Haldir seemed to be making clear his claim on her. He was willing to share her, but seemed not willing to let her fall asleep in anyone else's arms. Legolas wondered if Haldir realized what his actions implicated, or if he was just telling himself that he was keeping her safe until they reached Lorien.
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The Long and Winding Road