Title: Bring Me to Life
Author: Morgana
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Web page: http://www.paranoid.nl/avalon
Pairing; Celeborn/Legolas.
Overall
rating: NC-17 or in
Summary: Celeborn and Legolas admit their feelings to each other.
Disclaimer:
Not mine, all characters belong to Tolkien.
Warnings: none.
Beta read by Patricia Pleasant! Thank you!
All
mistakes are mine.
Bring Me To Life
How can you see into my eyes
like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I've become so numb?
Without a soul
my spirit sleeping somewhere cold,
until you find it there and lead it back home.
by Amy Lee / Ben Moody / David
Hodges
Legolas nervously shuffled
his feet. This was his first visit to the Golden Wood and he felt anxious about
meeting the Lord and the Lady of Lothlórien. His father had warned him about
the power the couple wielded and he was determined to keep his guard up.
“Legolas Thranduilion… You
are most welcome here.” Galadriel seemed to float into the room and smiled
gracefully at the flustered youth. Legolas had just reached his majority and
Thranduil had sent him here to deliver a letter. But there was another reason
for Legolas’ presence here – it was about time they met Thranduil’s heir and
grew acquainted with him.
“My Lady…” Legolas felt
awed, almost intimated by her power. He lowered his eyes and stared at the
floor. “I am honored to make your acquaintance.” A fingertip brushed the skin
beneath his chin and the gentle pressure made him lift his head so he had to
look her in the eye. Her expression was warm and kind and he smiled shyly at
her. Words wouldn’t come to him, so he remained silent instead.
“Child, you are most
welcome here. I hope that you will make good use of your time here. Explore the
lands, befriend the Galadhrim and feel free to move about as you please. You
are our guest.” Galadriel released Legolas from her light touch and took a step
away from him. She sensed her husband’s arrival and smiled at Legolas. “May I
introduce Celeborn to you? The Lord of the Golden Wood and
your host.”
Legolas nervously glanced
at the Prince of Doriath and his breath caught. Age showed on Celeborn’s face,
but its presence only enhanced his ancient beauty. The hazel eyes revealed
wisdom and compassion, and the fact that Celeborn’s gaze was directed at him,
made his heart miss a beat. Galadriel had struck him with awe and even fear,
but Celeborn… Celeborn radiated energy, life and acceptance. He instantly felt
at ease in the elder Elf’s presence and even smiled at him. “My Lord… I thank
you for your hospitality.”
Celeborn’s heart opened
and accepted Legolas’ surrender. That moment, destiny revealed itself to him
and he knew their futures were entwined. /Galadriel, my love, how can this be?/
Galadriel inclined her
head in thought. /I have seen fragments of your future in my mirror and your
fate is linked to his. All will be revealed in time. For now, we should
concentrate on making our guest feel at home./
~~~
No matter where he went,
Celeborn always felt Legolas’ gaze following him. The golden-haired Elf was always
close and seemed to follow him about wherever he went. Visions of their shared
future became stronger the longer Legolas stayed in the Golden Wood and
Celeborn’s heart grew heavy, realizing he would lose Galadriel in the end. But
the Valar had been merciful and had placed Legolas in his way. /I cannot accept
this, Galadriel./ He fought his fate with a vengeance.
/You do not have a choice,
husband-mine. In the end, you will accept this. Know that I approve of what
will happen in the future./ Galadriel watched them,
seeing Legolas gravitate toward Celeborn each time they were close to each
other. /Their time has not come yet, but it will./ She
was certain of that.
~~~
Celeborn and Legolas
managed to escape fate until the day that the Quest for the One Ring guided
them to the Golden Wood.
~~~
Celeborn had never before
seen a more enchanting sight, watching Legolas bathe in the river. Legolas’
long golden hair framed his handsome face and the large, blue eyes searched
his. A lump of emotions formed in his throat and Celeborn forced himself to
remain motionless, wanting to admire this vision of gold and silver a little
longer.
The Prince possessed a
trained and agile body which sported just a mild muscle tone. Legolas had the
long, well-trained legs of a runner and the strong arms which made him such an
able archer. Muscles trembled in the muscular back and Celeborn drew in a deep
breath, following the elegant curve of Legolas’ spine toward the narrow hips.
This Woodland Elf could take on any enemy and easily dispose of them. Celeborn
would never make the mistake of underestimating this golden-haired Elf.
His gaze traveled lower
and a deep moan fled from the back of his throat. Everything about Legolas was
perfect. The Woodland Elf’s member was hardening and the sac looked soft, like
it was made from velvet. His fingers itched to touch the hard flesh, but he
maintained his distance.
Suddenly Legolas smiled at
him and the Woodland Elf turned around, offering him a view of his compact
behind. The firm mounds of flesh hid the opening to Legolas’ body and Celeborn
wanted nothing more than to part them, massage them and explore the intimate
area. “You are truly beautiful.”
Legolas left the water and
inclined his head in greeting as he accepted the compliment. He had known they
were headed this way from the first time they had met many decades ago. Back
then, he had visited the Golden Wood on behalf of his father, carrying a
message. Fire had sizzled between them. They had kept their distance back then,
the new alliance between Mirkwood and the Golden Wood still too fragile. But
things were different now. “I will leave again tomorrow,” he announced. “The
Fellowship cannot linger here for long. The danger is too great.” He had never
felt ashamed of his body before and it didn’t particularly bother him that he
stood naked in front of the Lord of the Golden Wood. Maybe he even wanted
Celeborn to lose control and touch him.
Celeborn nodded once. “I
can sense the Ring’s presence and that makes me uncomfortable.” He wanted the
One Ring gone from his Golden Wood, but he wanted Legolas to stay. The sexual
tension between them increased, and seeing Legolas become aroused, erased all
questions or doubts he might have had about the Woodland Elf. Both of them knew
what would happen in the next few minutes. “Are you certain about this? Did you
consider the possible consequences?” Legolas moved toward him, stalking him
like a feline predator. Seeing the expression in the blue eyes made him hard.
The fact that Legolas felt comfortable, parading in front of him naked told him
that the Woodland Elf was a passionate soul.
“Aye, I considered them.
Did you? What if your wife finds out?” Legolas wanted for this to happen. He
had desired Celeborn since that first day, but what about Galadriel?
“She knows about this
attraction and won’t stand in our way. Galadriel and I have been together for a
long time. She will not hold this against you. I want you, Legolas. I have
wanted you for quite some time.”
“I know you do.” Legolas
came to a standstill in front of Celeborn, considering the elder Elf. “What
would you do to me?” His long, elegant fingers began to undo the buttons of
Celeborn’s robes.
“I would make you mine, if
you would allow it.” Celeborn forced himself to remain still. He wanted Legolas
to be in control – for now.
“You would take me?” His
cock twitched, imagining Celeborn sinking into him. He pushed the fabric of the
robes apart and they floated toward the ground, pooling around Celeborn’s feet.
Beneath the robes, Celeborn wore leggings, but the bulge that revealed his
erection was clearly visible.
“I would.” Celeborn licked
his lips, quivering now that Legolas was running his fingers over his chest. “Are
you a novice at this?” He didn’t think so. Legolas was too secure in his movements
to be new at this.
“I have had lovers,”
confessed Legolas. “But usually I am the one on top.” Seeing Celeborn’s
expression, he smiled. “You did not think I had that in me? Do not let my appearance
fool you.”
Celeborn cocked his head,
loving the way Legolas’ fingertips rubbed against his hard nipples. “Do you
enjoy being on top?”
“Much depends on my mood,”
revealed Legolas, moving closer still. His hands traveled toward Celeborn’s
groin and he undid the lacing to the elder Elf’s leggings. “Something tells me
you prefer being on top. Is that true?”
“Aye, it is.” Celeborn
decided to take control the moment Legolas pushed down his leggings, freeing
his cock. “I would give you immense pleasure once I am inside of you.”
Legolas nodded his head
once, cupping Celeborn’s testes and stroking the hard length. “It has been a
while since I allowed someone to take me.”
“I will go slowly.” Now
that matters had been resolved between them, Celeborn assumed control. He
kicked off the leggings and now that he was naked, he deeply inhaled the
Legolas smiled and pressed
back, rubbing his erection against Celeborn’s. Looking into Celeborn’s ancient
eyes, he was struck with awe. Never before had he had a lover as old, wise and
powerful as Celeborn and he wondered what making love with the Prince of
Doriath would be like. “Celeborn, I did not plan this.”
“Neither did I.” Celeborn ran his fingertips up Legolas’ spine and then
cupped the back of the Woodland Elf’s head in the palm of his hand. “It is
beyond me why no one ever bonded with you. Surely you had many suitors.” His
other hand settled on Legolas’ buttock, massaging the firm flesh.
“I will only settle for an
Elf who can make my inner light burn brighter and I haven’t found him yet.” Legolas
felt nervous, feeling Celeborn press him close. His feet lost touch with the
earth and before he knew it, the elder Elf had lowered him onto the grass. Flat
on his back, he stared at the ruler of the Golden Wood, awed at what he saw. A
glow emanated from Celeborn. The elder Elf’s body was rippling muscle and yet
Celeborn’s touch had been tender. Would that change now? For the first time, he
truly sensed the power that resided in the Prince of Doriath. It made him feel
insignificant and he trembled, realizing that this powerful Elf wanted him.
Celeborn went down on his
knees and indulged himself, looking at the agile body beneath him. He wanted to
worship Legolas and was bent on giving as much pleasure as he would receive. Celeborn
had always preferred to be the active one when making love and this time was no
exception. “Please relax and enjoy what I am giving you.” Legolas trembled
beneath his fingers when he placed them on the flat stomach. The long legs
parted invitingly, making Celeborn smile. “You are eager.”
Legolas’ mouth had gone
dry. Until now he hadn’t fully realized what he was about to do. Celeborn would
claim him; this ancient, powerful Elf would be inside him and claim him. What
changes would that evoke inside him?
Celeborn leaned in closer
and claimed Legolas’ lips once more. Tenderly, he parted the lips with his
tongue and teased Legolas into parting his teeth as well. His tongue slipped
inside, exploring the wet warmth. He moved closer, kneeling between the legs
and his fingertips trailed downward, caressing the chest, flat stomach and
finally reaching Legolas’ groin. The Woodland Elf was erect and his fingertips
danced over the sticky head. Pre-ejaculate already oozed from the slit, telling
him how much the Woodland Elf wanted this. Legolas arched his hips and
Celeborn’s hands trailed lower still, caressing the insides of his lover’s
thighs.
Celeborn’s slow and tender
exploration of his body caused Legolas’ insides to flutter. A part of him had
expected Celeborn to take him fast and without much preparation, but he had
misjudged the Lord of the Golden Wood.
Strong hands pushed
beneath Legolas’ buttocks, lifting his lower body. “What are you…? Oh…!”
Legolas swallowed his question, feeling something wet and soft slide down his
hard length. It was Celeborn’s tongue, lapping at his cock.
Celeborn took his time
enjoying his young lover. Running his tongue over the slit, he lavished it with
saliva. Pulling back, he gently blew against the sensitive flesh, making
Legolas twitch. The Woodland Elf squirmed beneath him and he took pity on his
lover. Sliding his lips down the hard cock, he took in his lover’s length and
then stilled.
The heat that now
surrounded him was incredible and Legolas closed his eyes in bliss. He expected
Celeborn to begin preparing him for intercourse, but instead the silver-haired
Elf focused on giving him pleasure. Celeborn’s tongue teased his hard flesh and
feeling the elder Elf suckle the head made him delirious with pleasure.
Celeborn now slipped both
hands beneath Legolas’ tight buttocks and concentrated on bringing his lover to
the edge. It wasn’t long before Legolas began to thrust and he took in as much
as he could. Alternating suction, speed and pressure, he brought Legolas to
orgasm. The younger Elf grew tense, thrust deeply and climaxed. Celeborn
relaxed his throat and swallowed Legolas’ come, greedily sucking him dry.
Legolas violently shook in his hold and Celeborn released the sated member,
looking at his lover’s face. Legolas’ eyes revealed ecstasy and surprise. “I
reckon you enjoyed that?” he said, teasingly. He rolled onto his side, facing
Legolas and caressed the handsome face.
“I did,” said Legolas,
panting softly. “But I did not expect it.”
“I pride myself on being
an attentive lover,” whispered Celeborn, licking the sweat from Legolas’ face.
“Everything about you tastes sweet. Even your seed.”
Legolas’ face grew
flustered. “Will you take me?” He wanted to feel the elder Elf move inside him
and he felt relaxed after experiencing such a powerful orgasm. “I want you to
feel pleasure as well.” His hand stole down toward Celeborn’s groin and he
curled his fingers around the rock-hard erection.
“I will claim you –
eventually.” Celeborn considered his options. “Would your roll onto your
stomach?”
Celeborn’s request caused
a series of reactions inside his groin. He would have grown aroused again, had
he not reached climax only a moment ago. “Of course.”
He rolled onto his stomach and parted his legs once more, eagerly anticipating
Celeborn taking him.
But Celeborn had different
ideas. He reached for his robes and uncovered the vial of oil he had brought
with him. He uncapped the vial and let a generous amount of oil flow onto his
palms. Next, he straddled Legolas thighs and placed his hands, palm down, on
the elegant back. Taking his time and finding pleasure in the mere act of
touching his younger lover, he worked on the tense muscles located in Legolas’
shoulders. “You have been through many hardships these last few weeks. Let go
and enjoy this.”
Legolas sighed and turned
his head to the right so he could still peek at Celeborn’s gloriously naked
body. His feelings for the elder Elf were deepening; partly because the ruler
of the Golden Wood was so bent on pleasuring him and not on simply taking what
he needed.
Celeborn’s large hands
moved down the spine, working on knots and tense muscles. Legolas appeared
relaxed, but the journey had taken its toll on the younger Elf. “Did you pull a
muscle?” he asked, encountering a sore spot beneath Legolas’ shoulder blade.
“I did,” whispered
Legolas, almost lured into sleep. He couldn’t remember the last time he had
felt this relaxed.
“Are you purring?”
Celeborn raised an eyebrow.
“I might be…” Legolas closed
his eyes and concentrated on feeling Celeborn’s hands move lower. They settled
on his buttocks, kneading the flesh. More oil was added and Legolas now purred
loudly, expressing his contentment. He whimpered, feeling Celeborn part his buttocks.
The elder Elf would claim him at last!
Celeborn poured more oil
onto his palms and delighted in massaging the firm flesh. Running his fingers
over Legolas’ buttocks and parting them, he spotted the opening to the younger
Elf’s body. Leaning in closer, his tongue dashed out and moved over the
guardian ring.
Legolas’ eyes opened in
surprise. No one had ever done this to him and the sensation was divine. “Oh…” Mews
fled his lips and he concentrated on the feelings running through him.
Celeborn continued to
knead Legolas’ buttocks while his tongue danced against the ring of muscle. He
began to exercise some pressure against the outer ring and felt Legolas yield
to him. “Are you ready for me?”
“I am…” Legolas had grown
hard again and wanted nothing more than to feel the elder Elf move inside him. “You
will ruin me for all other possible lovers!” So far, Celeborn had made him feel
things no one else ever had!
Celeborn chuckled and then
bent down to press kisses along the curve of Legolas’ spine. Reaching his
lover’s buttocks, he kissed them, forcefully sucking the firm skin and leaving
weak marks on Legolas’ flesh. In the meantime, he poured more oil onto his
fingers and placed one digit at the opening to Legolas’ body. “I want you to
know that you are the most sensual and responsive lover I have ever had. I
could grow addicted to you.” After uttering those words, he managed to push past
the guardian ring and into the tight passage. He stilled, allowing Legolas to
relax and to grow comfortable with the invasion.
The slow pace Celeborn was
setting was driving Legolas out of his mind. He had never had such an
experienced and attentive lover before and Celeborn was doing incredible things
to him.
Feeling Legolas’ passage
adjust to the invasion and loosen, Celeborn moved his finger about in the
channel, stretching his younger lover. At the same time, his lips attached
themselves to the back of Legolas’ neck, teasing and licking the skin there. “How
does this feel?”
“Nice… very nice,”
whispered Legolas, trying hard not push back. “I am ready for more.”
Celeborn reacted by
carefully pulling out. He added more oil and placed two fingers at the entrance
to Legolas’ body. He inched inside, slowly and carefully. Then he stilled
again, giving the Woodland Elf a chance to grow accustomed to the fuller
sensation. “Still comfortable?”
“Aye.” This time Legolas couldn’t stop himself and he
pushed back. “I need you now.”
Celeborn moved his fingers
inside the loosening passage, considering Legolas’ request. Aye, the younger
Elf was relaxed and ready for him. “How would you like me to take you?”
Legolas bit his bottom lip
now that Celeborn was rubbing against his prostate. The touch set off a series
of flares in his groin and he whimpered, almost growing crazy with need.
“Please…”
Celeborn continued to
massage Legolas’ prostate, considering their current position. “You deserve
ecstasy, my love.”
“Oh, take me!” Legolas was
pushing back against Celeborn’s fingers, not caring that he might come from the
sensation alone.
“Not like this…” Celeborn
removed his fingers from Legolas’ body and soothed his upset lover by kissing a
shoulder. “Roll onto your side for me.”
Frantic with desire and
the need to find release, Legolas obeyed and turned onto his left side. “I do
not know what you have in mind, but please be quick. I need you.”
“Oh, my love, I will.”
Celeborn claimed Legolas’ lips, silencing him. At the same time, he moved. He
was still kneeling behind Legolas, but now also straddled his lover’s lower leg.
He bent Legolas’ upper leg, maneuvering him into the desired position. “I will
give you unspeakable pleasure. I will give you ecstasy you never experienced
before.”
A fine layer of sweat
formed on Legolas’ body, realizing what Celeborn had in mind. One of his former
lovers had once claimed him in this position, but his partner had been
inexperienced and hadn’t gotten the angle right. That time, making love had
been torment.
Placing one hand at the
small of Legolas’ back, Celeborn curled the fingers of his other hand around
his oiled cock and positioned himself for penetration. “Look at me, Legolas.”
He needed the eye contact, as he wanted to make certain that Legolas felt
nothing but pleasure during this act. Legolas’ large eyes met his and he read
the need in them. Resolutely, he pushed past the guardian ring and into the hot
passage. He halted and rubbed Legolas’ lower back. Celeborn released his cock,
which was only barely inside Legolas’ body and rested his hand on his lover’s
upper thigh. “Legolas?”
“I am fine,” panted
Legolas, grateful that Celeborn was going slow. The elder Elf’s cock was larger
than those two fingers and he needed the moment to adjust to the invasion. “You
can move now.”
Celeborn bit his bottom
lip in utter concentration and pushed in another inch, halting again. Legolas
trembled beneath him and he rubbed the damp skin. “Still
fine?”
Legolas swallowed,
convulsively. “Aye.” Celeborn inched further inside
and a mind-shattering sensation erupted from his lower body. Celeborn had
gotten the angle exactly right and now massaged his prostate. Panting softly,
he tried hard not to bite his bottom lip. Suddenly Celeborn inched in the rest
of the way and buried himself inside his body. “Aiya!”
He couldn’t remember someone ever filling him so completely before. Celeborn
was deep inside him, but he didn’t feel much discomfort, as he was relaxed and
his lover’s cock constantly massaging his prostate. He brought his hand to his
lips and suckled the skin in order to keep from screaming out.
Reading the Woodland Elf’s
body language, Celeborn realized it was time to move. Concentrating on getting
the angle right, he moved slowly inside his lover, more intent on rubbing
Legolas’ prostate than pounding into him.
The slow pace Celeborn set
pushed Legolas toward the edge. Had Celeborn sped up, he would have reached
orgasm, but the slow strokes kept him on the edge, never pushing him over.
Celeborn drew in a deep
breath and watched Legolas’ ecstasy-driven eyes. The younger Elf was delirious
with need and almost entranced. Maintaining his slow pace, Celeborn aimed for
Legolas’ prostate again… and again… and again…
Legolas could take this no
more and lifted his head, staring into Celeborn’s eyes. Seeing the rapture in
the hazel eyes made him feel special. Celeborn was doing everything in his
power to make certain he enjoyed this. “Celeborn, I…”
Celeborn merely smiled and
wrapped his fingers around Legolas’ erection. “We will come together.” Stroking
his lover’s hard flesh in time with his slow thrusts, he felt Legolas tremble
beneath him.
Unable to keep back,
Legolas screamed in ecstasy. Rapture exploded in his groin and spread
throughout his body in tidal waves. He had never experienced such a powerful
orgasm before and seed flowed from the head of his erection. Shaking violently,
he rested his head on the grass and rode out the orgasm.
Celeborn closed his eyes
in bliss, feeling Legolas reach his climax. Contractions formed around his
cock, massaging him. Leaning in closer, he rested his upper body against Legolas’
and managed to claim the trembling lips in a soft kiss. Letting go, he climaxed
and released his come deep inside his lover’s body. Celeborn wrapped his arms
around Legolas and they stayed that way until their feelings of ecstasy began
to fade.
Lifting tired eyes,
Legolas stared at Celeborn. “No one ever…”
Celeborn licked Legolas’
pointy ear and remained silent, giving his lover a moment to compose himself.
Drained, Legolas panted,
trying to regain control over his body and his emotions. “I cannot remember it
ever being so perfect.”
“Thank you. That is the
biggest compliment you could pay me.” Celeborn licked the nape of Legolas’
neck, distracting his lover as he slowly pulled out.
Legolas yelped, feeling
Celeborn leave his body. He was trying hard to comprehend what had just
happened – how complete Celeborn had made him feel. Celeborn *had* ruined him
for all other lovers. No one would ever make love to him in such a perfect and
tender way again.
Celeborn’s sated sex had
left Legolas’ body and he spooned behind his younger lover. He hoped their
sensual encounter had given Legolas courage and new strength to complete the
dangerous journey he had committed to.
Legolas closed his eyes
and pushed back, savoring the feel of Celeborn’s muscular body behind him. This
would all be over shortly – he wanted to relish these last moments.
~~~
“Are you sore?” Concerned
for his lover’s well-being, Celeborn rinsed the long golden hair. They had
waded into the river and the water had cleansed their bodies of the evidence of
their lovemaking.
“I am not. You were
gentle.” Legolas, whose back was toward Celeborn, turned in the embrace. Studying the elder Elf, he was struck with awe. Celeborn
was a force of nature and the knowledge that they had made love filled him
wonder. “Why did you choose to make love to me?” Celeborn could doubtlessly
have any Elf he set his mind on.
“Because
your beauty struck me.”
Celeborn’s fingertips caressed Legolas’ face. “And your
strength. Your mind is strong – so strong.”
Legolas grew flustered. “I
am not strong.”
“Do not believe them when
they whisper behind your back. They see your beauty and mistake it for
weakness. Do not listen to their words. You are a seasoned warrior, Legolas.”
Legolas’ eyes widened.
“How do you know…?” How did Celeborn know what humans and Elves whispered
behind his back? That they often thought him beautiful, but
weak?
“I know many things,”
whispered Celeborn, pressing a kiss onto Legolas’ brow. “I also know that we
will meet again and that I will hold you in my arms again. You will survive
this quest and you will return to me.”
“Do you possess the gift
of foresight?” He knew Galadriel possessed it!
“I do,” whispered
Celeborn, longingly looking into the large eyes. “You will return to the Golden
Wood and you will find Lothlorien empty, except for me. I will wait for you. My
wife and my Galadhrim will sail West, but I will stay
here.”
Legolas was afraid to
believe the conclusion he had just reached, but he had to voice it. “Was it
more than lust?”
“It *is* more than lust,”
stated Celeborn, soothingly stroking Legolas’ quivering back. “It is love.”
Legolas released a
shuddering sigh and rested his head against Celeborn’s shoulder. “I cannot
believe that…”
“What?”
“That an Elf like you can
love me. You are old, Celeborn… You have seen much. Surely there must be
someone more worthy of your love? When I look into your eyes I see wisdom –
wisdom gathered over long millennia. You are…”
“I am Celeborn, Legolas. Nothing more, nothing less. And I desire you… I love you.”
Celeborn wrapped his arms around his younger lover’s shoulders. “You still have
plenty of time to accept this. Do not worry about our future. I have seen it
and we will be together.”
Legolas raised his head to
look into Celeborn’s eyes. He saw sincerity there – he saw truth in them. “I
love you,” he whispered, finally admitting his feelings.
“I know you do. And I
return those feelings.” Celeborn buried Legolas in a tight hug, determined to
hold his lover close until the morning came. They would have to part then, but
the separation wouldn’t last forever. They would be in each other’s arms again.
~~~
Parting was sweet sorrow
for them. They met before the Fellowship left the Golden Wood and Legolas
proudly presented his new bow to the Lord of Lothlórien. “Thank you for this
gift.”
“I am certain you will put
it to good use. Keep Frodo safe.” Celeborn’s heart felt heavy, knowing only too
well that more dangers awaited the Fellowship, and more specifically, Legolas.
“Return to me once the quest is over. I will be here – waiting for you.” He
gathered Legolas in his arms and guided the younger Elf’s head onto his
shoulder. “It has been an eternity since I felt such love. Do not die during
this quest. You *must* return to me.”
“And
what about the lady Galadriel?”
“She won’t be here by the
time you return. She is already preparing to sail for the Undying Lands.”
“And you won’t?” Legolas
lifted his head, probing the hazel eyes.
“I want to stay here. At
least until after Arwen has passed away. Aye, she has chosen a mortal life,” he
said, informing Legolas of his granddaughter’s decision. “She had chosen a
mortal life because she wants to be with Estel. I understand why she did it.”
Legolas pressed close
against Celeborn’s form. “I must admit that love has touched me as well. I have
developed feelings for you.”
Celeborn chuckled and ran
his fingers through the golden hair. “Be honest with me before you leave.”
Legolas grinned and chuckled.
“You know the truth then?”
“It started the first time
you visited the Golden Wood. The attraction was instant and mutual.” Celeborn
deeply inhaled the Woodland Elf’s scent. “If only you could stay with me, but
the Fellowship needs you. They would be handicapped without your eyes and ears,
and not to forget your bow.”
“I promise to return to
you,” said Legolas, pulling away from Celeborn so he could look into the hazel
eyes. “Once this is over, I will come to you.”
“I will be waiting for
you.”
~~~
“You want to send an army
to Helm’s Deep?” said Galadriel, pondering Elrond’s
proposal. “You *do* realize that you are sending these Elves on a suicide
mission? Only a handful of them will survive.” Elrond making this suggestion
surprised her. She would have expected Celeborn to ask her to send
reinforcements into Rohan, but not her son in law. She knew of the love
Celeborn bore Legolas and the fact that the Woodland Elf was trapped at Helm’s
Deep would have urged her husband into action. But Celeborn was old and wise
and knew better than to sacrifice lives because he loved Legolas. “What do you
think of his suggestion, husband-mine?”
Celeborn was startled into
awareness. His thoughts had been with Legolas, hoping that the younger Elf was
still alive. He sought out his wife’s gaze. “I advise against it. Many of our
Galadhrim will die defending that keep.” He would have marched for Helm’s Deep
himself, but he would never endanger the lives of the Elves entrusted to him.
He noticed Elrond’s displeased expression and cringed. He wanted to support the
half-Elf because it would mean strengthening what remained of the Fellowship at
Helm’s Deep, but he couldn’t.
“Then we will ask for
volunteers,” said Elrond.
“I still advise against
it,” replied Celeborn, his heart aching for his young love and the danger
Legolas was in.
“My
Lords? My
Lady? May I speak?” Haldir stepped into the royal talan, and seeing them
nod, he continued. “My men and I discussed this matter and a large number of
volunteers have stepped forward. If you allow it, I will lead them.”
“I cannot allow this,”
whispered Celeborn, shocked. “You would march toward certain death!”
“We know and accept that.”
Haldir sounded calm and was in control of his emotions. “Elrond is right; we
need to make our last stand alongside the humans.”
Celeborn shook his head.
“I beg of you, do not do this!”
But Haldir merely gifted
his Lord with a melancholy smile. “This must be done.”
~~~
“Would you like for me to
convey a message to the Prince of Mirkwood?” asked Haldir. They were about to
depart. Galadriel and Elrond were talking to the volunteers, wishing them well.
Haldir however, had sought out Celeborn. Seeing Celeborn’s puzzled look, he
added, “You weren’t alone beneath the mellyrn trees when you made him yours, my
Lord.”
Celeborn cringed and
successfully fought the blush that threatened to surface on his face. “You saw
us?”
“Orophin and I were merely
passing by. We did not mean to infringe on your privacy.”
Celeborn swallowed,
nervously. “Tell him that I love him and that I am still waiting for him. He
will understand.”
“I will.” Haldir gave his
Lord a warm smile, seeing the love reflected in the hazel eyes.
“And would you give him
this?” Celeborn hadn’t thought he would actually get the chance to gift this to
his lover. He placed a broach in Haldir’s hand.
Haldir’s fingertips softly
caressed the mithril pin, depicting a tree with long branches and detailed
leaves. “It is beautiful. The blacksmith who created it was a true master of
his trade.”
“My parents gave it to me
when I reached my majority. Give it to him. He will need something to hold on
to when the Shadow grows stronger.” Celeborn lowered his eyes. “I want to go
with you and fight.”
“You cannot do that, my
Lord. You are too valuable to Elven kind to die in battle. You must survive.”
Haldir bowed and took a step away from his Lord. “I will convey your message to
Legolas and present your gift to him.”
Celeborn briefly felt
insecure. Did Legolas still love him? Or had the distance and the peril he was
in changed his feelings? Wasn’t he making himself incredibly vulnerable?
“Take heart, my Lord,”
said Haldir, seeing the doubt in Celeborn’s eyes.
Celeborn released a deep
sigh. “Hurry to Helm’s Deep, Haldir, and keep him safe for me.”
“I will.”
~~~
“You are most welcome!”
Aragorn greeted Haldir first, ignoring etiquette and embracing Haldir tightly. He
had never before been so happy to see Elves! Their presence here gave him new
courage!
Next, Legolas descended
down the stairs to greet him and Haldir grabbed his forearms, smiling warmly at
him. He needed to keep Legolas in place long enough to deliver his message and
maintained his hold on the other Elf’s wrists. “Seek me out later. I carry a
message from Lord Celeborn.”
That moment, Legolas was
very glad that Haldir had such a tight hold on him for he swayed, hearing those
words. The Lord of the Golden Wood hadn’t forgotten about him!
~~~
“He wants you to know that
he loves you,” whispered Haldir, walking beside Legolas as they sought their
way inside the keep’s bowels. “He is determined to wait for you and he wants
you to have this.” Haldir uncovered the pin and placed it in Legolas’ palm. “It
is a family heirloom.”
Legolas came to an abrupt
stop. “He really loves me,” he whispered, stunned that Celeborn would part with
this. During these last hours despair had come over him and he had even
challenged Aragorn’s judgment. Now he took heart again, curling his fingers around
the mithril pin. He would survive the upcoming battle – he had to! He needed to
return to Celeborn!
~~~
Almost a year later,
Legolas entered the deserted woods of Lothlórien. Much had happened since
Haldir had given him Celeborn’s mithril pin. The Uruk-hai had attacked Helm’s
Deep and during that battle, Haldir had died. Visions of Haldir’s dying moments
still haunted him at times. So many Elves had died at Helm’s Deep!
It had taken him a while
to find his way back here. He had been forced to stay a while in Minas Tirith
to witness Aragorn being crowned King. His old friend had married Arwen and he
had left the happy couple only a few weeks ago. Aragorn had pleaded with him to
stay, but his heart called him to the Golden Wood and its ruler.
The Galadhrim had sailed
months ago, following the Lady Galadriel West and so he found the Golden Wood
empty. Legolas dismounted and left Arod behind. The horse instantly began to
graze. He walked through the forest as if in a trance and cocked his head,
trying to locate the Lord of the Golden Wood. /Celeborn, where are you?/
He moved toward the heart
of Lothlórien and climbed the stairs of the royal talan. Something was pulling
him close and a smile surfaced on his face, feeling the texture of Celeborn’s
mind reaching out to him. /I am here./
Legolas stepped into the
talan and searched the space. Celeborn sat on his throne, a lonely figure. /Are
you asleep? Is that why you did not come to greet me?/
Advancing on Celeborn, he saw that the eyes had closed. /You are trying to
maintain your strength by drawing it from the lands itself./
The eyes unexpectedly
opened and a hooded expression lay in them.
“It is I. I have come to
you – just like I promised.”
Celeborn blinked several
times. He had felt Legolas approach, but hadn’t been able to sever his
connection with the lands that quickly. “Aye, you are here,” he whispered in a
heavy voice. “You came back to me.”
Deciding that this wasn’t
a time for Elven modesty, Legolas walked until he stood in front of the lone
figure. The other throne, which Galadriel had occupied until not so long ago,
was empty now. “I have missed you.” Legolas stalked closer still and crept upon
Celeborn’s lap, straddling the elder Elf’s thighs. “Did you miss me?”
“I felt incomplete without
you.” Celeborn raised a shaky hand and touched Legolas’ face. A jolt moved
through him, realizing the Woodland Elf was real and not a figment of his
imagination. “You survived.”
Legolas cocked his head,
wondering about the distant expression in Celeborn’s eyes. “How long have you
been like this? Alone and disconnected?”
“Months… I lost count. But
you are here now…” Celeborn rested his large hands on Legolas’ shoulder. “You
feel warm.”
“I know of a way to make
you feel warm as well.” Legolas disliked seeing the detached expression in
Celeborn’s eyes and decided more drastic measures were necessary to bring his
lover back to reality. “The first time we made love you brought me to life. Now
let me do the same thing for you.”
Shivers crept up
Celeborn’s spine, hearing the promise in Legolas’ voice. “Please… I need you.”
Legolas’ fingers were
already pushing the fabric of Celeborn’s robes apart. The ancient Elf was naked
beneath the robes and Legolas ran his fingertips down the chest. Rubbing the
flat stomach, he gave Celeborn a predatory smile. “I missed this. I missed
feeling you beneath my fingertips.”
“Touch me. Bring me to
life.” Celeborn released a shuddering breath, feeling Legolas’ fingers brush
against his lax member.
Legolas leaned in closer
and kissed Celeborn. Deepening the kiss, he explored his lover’s mouth,
relishing the fact that he was in control this time. He suckled Celeborn’s
bottom lip before releasing the soft flesh and then rose from the other Elf’s
lap. Kneeling in front of the Lord of the Golden Wood, he gently parted the
powerful legs and moved closer.
Celeborn’s breath caught,
realizing Legolas’ intentions. He rested a hand on the golden hair and massaged
the scalp. “Yes…” he purred, feeling that first, delightful lick bestowed onto
his member.
Legolas lapped at the
head. He purred and the sound erupted from deep within his throat, surrounding
the awakening flesh and causing it to harden. Cupping Celeborn’s testes, he
rolled them over the palm of his hand. He wrapped his fingers around the
hardening shaft and took in the length, determined to bring Celeborn to orgasm.
Celeborn stroked Legolas’
golden hair. Lazily, he watched Legolas, who took in more and more of him until
the younger Elf had completely taken him into his mouth. Thrusting upward, he
heard Legolas whimper and a smile surfaced on Celeborn’s face. “Make me come,
Legolas.”
Legolas grew aroused at
hearing that order and wanted nothing more than to touch himself. But
Celeborn’s needs came first and he concentrated on bringing the silver-haired
Elf to orgasm. Celeborn’s thrusts became deeper, wilder, and the Lord of the
Golden Wood used his hold on his head to force him to take him deeper.
Celeborn threw back his
head, buried himself in Legolas’ warm mouth and climaxed.
Like Celeborn had done
that first time when they had made love, Legolas swallowed the elder Elf’s
essence. Sucking on the head, he milked the last droplet of come from his
lover. Only then did he release the twitching flesh and licked him clean.
Purring, he rested his head in Celeborn’s lap, savoring the feel of Celeborn’s
fingers moving through his golden tresses. “Did I reclaim you?”
“You made a start,”
whispered Celeborn, loving Legolas all the more for giving this to him. “But I
need more.” Legolas lifted his head and looked at him. The love in those blue
eyes took him aback, making him feel humble. Their love was an unlikely one and
yet it was flourishing.
“Look at me.” Elegantly,
Legolas pushed himself to his feet. Standing in front of Celeborn, he slowly
removed his boots, socks and shirt. Running his fingers over his chest, he pinched
his nipples into hardness. “Do you feel rooted in life yet?”
“Almost, but I still need
more.” Celeborn needed Legolas to rekindle his fire.
Legolas smiled and removed
his leggings. His erection bobbed free and he stroked the hard flesh, throwing
back his head and moaned. “I need you too.”
Celeborn watched the
golden vision move through the room. “What are you looking for?”
“This.” Legolas had found
a vial filled with oil and took it with him when he returned to Celeborn’s
side. “Watch.” Naked, he straddled Celeborn’s hips
once more. Lifting himself away from the elder Elf’s lap, he coated one finger
with oil and reached beneath him. “One…” he whispered, penetrating himself.
Celeborn was growing hard
again, seeing Legolas breach himself. “Two…”
Legolas’ eyes filled with
need, adding more oil and pushing two digits past the guardian muscle. “I need
you… I need to feel you inside me. I need to confirm this bond.”
“Then do it.” Entranced,
Celeborn watched Legolas raise himself. He quickly slipped his hands beneath
Legolas’ buttocks and slowed his lover down when Legolas impaled himself.
“Slowly…”
Legolas whimpered now that
Celeborn’s cock slowly opened him up and he welcomed his lover’s support.
Slowly, tormenting slowly, did Celeborn finally lower him. His lover’s hard
flesh continued to slide inside and he bit his bottom lip, unable to hide the
discomfort he was in. Celeborn steadied him and Legolas drew in a deep breath.
His eyes sought out his lover’s, giving him a grateful look. Handing control
over to Celeborn, he was content to let his lover lower him further onto his
cock until he was firmly seated in the silver-haired Elf’s lap. “You are rooted
deep inside of me now. Did I reclaim you?”
Celeborn smiled at the
younger Elf and placed his hands on Legolas’ hips. “I should have known you
would find a way to bring this old tree to life.”
“I have only just begun,”
hinted Legolas, teasingly.
“Will you ride then? And
bring us release?”
Legolas wrapped his arms
around Celeborn’s shoulders for support and rested his head on a powerful
shoulder. “I will.”
“Slowly,” cautioned
Celeborn when Legolas raised himself abruptly. He slid his hands into position
again, cupping Legolas’ buttocks. That way he could temper his young lover.
Legolas raised his head
and looked into Celeborn’s eyes, seeing the love in them. Complying, he slowly
impaled himself, appreciating the fact that Celeborn’s strong hands supported
him. It wasn’t long until they established a slow and comfortable rhythm. Their
lips locked in a passionate kiss and moans floated from Legolas’ lips into
Celeborn’s mouth. All discomfort had faded and pleasure took over now that Celeborn’s
cock rubbed against his prostate. “I won’t last long,” managed Legolas in
between kisses.
“Then come for me.”
Celeborn let go of one buttock and curled his fingers around Legolas’ erection.
“Come for me…” Pumping the hard flesh, he claimed Legolas’ lips again, his
tongue chasing and dueling with his lover’s.
They reached orgasm
simultaneously and Legolas rocked atop of Celeborn, overwhelmed by sensation.
He called out Celeborn’s name and collapsed against the ‘Lórien Elf. Lifting
sated eyes, he smiled. “After we made love that first time… I remained faithful
to you… I wanted only you.”
Celeborn smiled and kissed
Legolas’ brow. The same thing was true for him. “And now you have me, my
beautiful Prince.”
The end