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"A Break In the
Path" - Heart of the Forest cut scene
By Shawna
If you care who these Elves
are and what they're on the trail of, go read "Heart of the Forest."
Note: Using my amazing
"author" superpowers I deemed: that Elves are really sensitive around
their ears, especially at the pointy part. And: that you can chew on mint
leaves and have minty fresh breath. DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything about LOTR and you're not paying me to read this, so I'm making no money.
"The path ends here."
Legolas's bright blue eyes were fixed on
the ground before him. Arona came up behind him, her murky blue-green gaze falling
on the ground as well.
"So it does," she said grimly,
her tension audible. "Now what shall we do?"
Legolas turned his eyes to the sky, seeing
tink ink was fading from the west and the stars were coming to life. "We
can make camp," he said slowly. "Decide which direction to go in in
the morning."
Arona nodded, moving off a bit into the
trees and dropping her pack on the ground. Legolas took another long look at
the ground all around the place where the trail apparently endetilltill, he saw
nothing that would suggest which direction the Elf he and Arona were following
had gone. He sighed; a long, tired sound, before moving next to Arona and
placing his pack next to hers. She had already fixed her bedroll on an even
spot on the ground and was now constructing a small pit in which to build a
fire.
Legolas watched her blankly. Their journey
had lasted several days already; he felt a bit tired, and yet at the same time,
there was an all too familiar pressure low in his stomach. He let his eyes
travel slowly up Arona's body, his thoughts going to the night in his chamber,
right before he had heard about Nevmere's disappearance. He had been very close
to taking Arona. His body had been crying out for her, but he had been forced
to abandon his passion at the news about Nevmere. Now his body cry crying out
about the injustice of that, how he needed to take her now, because of this
earlier frustration. He also needed the release; a release from the stress of
the situation. He swallowed hard, feeling a stirring low in his body as his
eyes passed from Arona's flat stomach up to the perfect swell of her breasts.
His tongue suddenly felt very thick, and he longed to have it buried in Arona's
warm mouth. *There's something else I'd like to bury in Arona, as well.* The
thought came to Legolas's mind without warning. He found it strangely amusing,
and couldn't stop himself from snickering, though the sound came out more like
a snort as he tried to stifle it behind his hand.
A fire flared to life in the pit before
Arona just as she turned to regard Legolas strangely.
"What was that?" Shked,ked,
smiling wryly. The brightening firelight danced across her soft features,
illuminating her eyes and casting shadows in the hollows of her body,
lightening the curves of her breasts and thighs. Legolas allowed his eyes to
drink deeply of this sight before he replied.
"I just had a thought," he said,
his eyes focused on her breasts.
Arona looked down, thinking there was
something on her. There was nothing but her tightly-laced tunic and she looked
back up at Legolas quizzically. His eyes were still on her body. She looked
down again, confused, but then it hit her. *My tightly-laced tunic...* She
looked back up at him, and this time his eyes were on her face as she smiled
mischieviously.
"Were you just thinking abut how
lovely my eyes are?" She asked, her voice thick with playful sarcasm.
Legolas nodded slowdelideliberately casting
his gaze heavily upon every part of Arona's body except her face. He heard her
titter lightly, and found himself moving towards her on all fours, slinking
towards her like a cat. Not until his body was nearly touching hers did he
finally look into her eyes. She looked as he had thought she would: eager, but
still slightly apprehensive. He leaned forward, touching his lips to her chin
and then running his tongue slowly, firmly over her lips. She cooed, smiling
softly as his tongue moved along her jawline. He reached her ear, and traced
its outline slowly. A slight moan escaped her lips as he took poi pointed end
of her ear into his mouth, sucking at it gently. A sudden bite brought forth a
cry from her and she clapped her arm around Legolas's back convulsively. His
tongue flicked back and forth at her ear tip and she gasped, pulling him
closer. He enjoyed her reaction, placed another bite on her. She yelped again
and he sucked hard on the place he had bitten, as her hand trailed down his
back.
She drew away from him then, pressing her
free hand to his face.
"Stop teasing me," she said in a
breathy voice, pressing her body against his.
He grinned at her, pulled her face to his
and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. She moaned, a sound he
swallowed as he tasted every part of her mouth. At the base of her tongue, he
found the distinct taste of mint - she'd been chewing the leaves of a Mint
Plant. As his tongue continued its exploration, his hands went on their own
journey across her body, quickly finding their way to the laces of her tunic.
He did this like second nature; the laces coming loose and the tunic falling
open in mere seconds.
He drew his tongue out of her mouth slowly;
she sucked at it as he went, and then he plunged it back into her mouth. She
twitched once, before her tongue met his. *Think of it as a preview,* he
thought. *Of things to come* Meanwhile, his hands pushed the tunic back off her
shoulders and it fell to the ground. Her white undershirt was all that blocked
his hands from her body, but his patience wore thin and he cupped her breasts
through the thin material, his thumbs teasing her nipples hard. She moaned
again, her body twitching in tempo with his caresses. He marveled at how
sensitive and how responsive she was to any way that he touched her.
Arona moaned into Legolas's hot mouth as
she felt her nipples harden against his thumbs. That first night, only a few
days before, he had been so gentle, tender in his inexperience. Tonight his
hands, his mouth, his entire body seemed hot and demanding. His touch was not
so gentle, and he was not coaxing her body to respond to him, he was forcing it
to. This forceful passion both excited and frightened her. His touch was still
inexperienced, but he displayed no restraint in giving in to his own passions.
She had a sudden impulse to push Legolas away as his hands assualted her
breasts as if he could not control himself.
Legolas could not control himself. He had
been under too much pressure, had been waiting for this for too long. He had
abandoned his restraint, could not have kept it if he had wanted to, at the
moment he had touched her, and now all he wanted to do was ravish her with all
of his pent up passion. His hands roved her body, demanding that it respond,
and she always did, in every place and in every way that he touched her.
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