"So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world Frodo besides the will of evil. Bilbo was meant to find the Ring, in which case you also were meant to have it. And that is an encouraging thought."
"That answer is simple, my fair Anoron. All the stars that sit high in the heavens sparkle within thee. Thou hast captured my heart." Legolas ran a hand down her cheek, and smiled kindly to her. "Thou is not like the wolves that circle about, seeking the moment to devour me. Your heart is pure, and I love you. This is why I choose you...for your soul and inner beauty..."
Legolas kissed her passionately again, and his hands slid down to her waist. The closness they two shared, aroused him and ignited the fire withn. He could feel the tortue of desire growing in the lower parts of his body.
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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(12/12/03 7:49 pm)
Re: The Mistake
Anoron kissed Legolas back; one hand in his hair, the other rested on his thigh gently. Unconsciously, her hand began to rub and massage his thigh. She bit his lower lip and pulled back from the kiss a little -- in order to nuzzle his nose and cheek. Her hands soon found his and their fingers interwound as they stood and kissed again.
Can we go for a walk?.... She asked. Or is there something else you had planned?
There are many path to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night..
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade. All shall fade..
Re: The Mistake
Legolas smiled and kissed her cheek. "What ever you wish to do love...I am happy with just being you. We can go for a walk. Come on.." Guiding her to the livingroom, he took one of his cloaks and draped it over her shoulders. Legolas forgot he wa still wearing his sleeping tunic and breeches. And of course boots. The elf opened the door, and kissed her on the neck. "Where did you want to go to a walk to?" His hands drifted down Anoron's spine and sides.
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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(12/12/03 8:09 pm)
Re: The Mistake
Anoron smiled. Anywhere. Trees that canope over paths....follow streams.....it doesn't matter. Taking his hand, they began to walk. She gave it gentle squeezes as they went along, the sun still speckling the path they tred upon lightly. He admired nature, as she did. They spoke of such feelings and love of the land they had, and how others disrespected it.
Finding a small spot; canoped willow overhead and a small stream before them, the two blooming lovers stopped to sit and admire. Anoron eased herself to the ground and sighed. It was a lovely spot, secluded and lush.
There are many path to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night..
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade. All shall fade..
Re: The Mistake
Legoals sat beside her, and put his arm aruond her, taking her hand in his. He leaned against a tree, and looked around. "So fair...as the one I hold in my arms..." He said smiling. Looking up, Legolas picked a wild flower from the tree, and tucked inin Anoron's hair. "A single Flyroniel...beauty is as beauty does." THe flow was like a rose and a carnation in one. It was white, and matched her beautifully.
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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(12/12/03 8:32 pm)
Re: The Mistake
Anoron laughed and nuzzled back into him; loving being held in such a loving and caring manner, instead of rough and taking. Her hand slowly left his, and slid down to his thigh. She began to massage and pet it, enticing low moans from within Legolas. Almost barely audible, but there.
She wondered: Who was she?....To be able to invoke such feelings of desire and need from an Elf? If anything, she should be doting and fawning over him, for he was more fair than any. She would do anything he asked.
There are many path to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night..
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade. All shall fade..
Re: The Mistake
Legolas took down at her, and rested the side of his face against the top of her head. His own hand found his way to her though, and slowly, he massaged her inner thigh. She was arousing him, whether she knew it or not. The elf pulled her in his lap, facing him, and ran his hands up Anoron's thighs, rubbing and massaging her inner thighs.
"You are so beautiful..." He whispered to her, as he began to brand her with marks from kissing, nipping, and sucking gently. on her neck.
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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(12/13/03 5:19 am)
Re: The Mistake
Anoron moaned and tilted her head up so the elf could have more access to her throat. She closed her eyes and ran her fingers through his blond hair, while his hands worked magic upon her legs, slowly hiking her dress up in order to feel the bare of her skin.
Legolas.... She breathed out. Perhaps....we should stop....
Though she didn't want to, Anoron worried about another stumbling upon them. Yet a sudden nip at a sensitive part in her neck made Anoron give a small yelp in pleasure, as Legolas made sure to keep her right where he wanted her.
There are many path to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night..
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade. All shall fade..
Re: The Mistake
Legolas grinned at her reaction andnipped at her neck again. "No one's here..." He whispered in her ear. "Why stop..." Legolas sucked on the lope of Anoron's ear. He could not stop. The elf was so aroused, that it would be hard for him to stop. His slender hands moved up her thighs, and now to her waist. His heart began to reach, and the breath came as a pant. "Anoron....you don't know how much I want you..." He whispered seductively into her ear once more.
Then, Legolas pulled Anoron onto his hips, and began to pump into her, though clothes still parted them. His quivering lips found hers and captured them in a intense, yet passionate kiss.
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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(12/13/03 1:06 pm)
Re: The Mistake
Anoron moaned and began to breath faster as Legolas humped up to her; clothes keeping him from getting whatever bliss he truely desired. His tongue dominated hers ruthlessly. Slowly, she pulled back from his kiss. Yet what if someone comes by?..... She breathed out. Anoron moved her hands to his shoulders to push Legolas away -- but instead, found herself clutching helplessly at the material of his shirt as his teeth nipped at the sensitive skin of her neck. She let out a small cry.
There are many path to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night..
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade. All shall fade..
"Then let them envy at us. Let them envy at the love that we share.." He whispered horsely. Legolas wrapped his arms around her waist and continued to thrusted up into her junction. Both cried out and the elf held Anoron'd lips in a sweet kiss.
Finally, he stopped, and his breath was heavy. He lifted his dark eyes, dark with desire, to Anoron's. "Perhaps...we could continue....elsewhere...?"
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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(12/14/03 7:40 am)
Re: The Mistake
Anoron looked down to Legolas. She had cried out, since what he was doing felt good. He had cried out, since he knew what he was doing could feel better, had clothes not been seperating them.
Nodding slowly, the two stood and headed back to Legolas' home. Perhaps his passion would quell on the way back and he wouldn't be so eager. Or, maybe she knew nothing about Elves.
There are many path to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night..
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade. All shall fade..
Re: The Mistake
The two walked hand in hand on theie way back to his home. The elf tried to keep his composure as well. For since they met, secretly he was in awe a her, and as it grew, he wanted her. He wanted to love Anoron like never before, and he wanted her to love him. Though the love or mortals and immortals were looked down upon, Legolas loved her. Forget those who did not understand.
'This is my choice...'
Legolas and Anoron reached his home, and entered. The prince shut the door behind him and locked it. Soon they were in the middle of the livingroom, where Legolas grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close. Their bodies touching. The elf took a deep breath at their closeness. Legolas' hands roamed her back and waist, as his lips grazed hers. "Anoron...I love you...would you love me?" He breathed out.
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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(12/14/03 10:19 am)
Re: The Mistake
Anoron moaned slightly and almost fell limp by his words and bare touched. His voice was thick with desire, and his scent protrayed passion.
Yes.... She breathed out. As long as it's constant.....
She was never very good at lovemaking; or at least she didn't think she was. She'd only even been taken -- never made love for love. Perhaps it would feel different and better with Legolas.
Make love to me like you never have to anyone else.... Anoron said into his ear. She longed to be desired, espeically by one like an Elf.
There are many path to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night..
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade. All shall fade..
Re: The Mistake
Legolas smiled and lifted her in his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. The elf carried Anoron to his room, and upon reaching it, he closed the door with his foot, and laid her down on the bed. His hands traced her body, and his eyes drifted up to hers. "I would love you...like no other..." Legolas silently vowed to be gentle, yet loving with her. Anoron was robbed of the passions of love-making, for she had been taken, but Legolas would not take what was not offered.
Slowly, his long fingers undid the clasps of her velvety dress, and his eyes watched as new skill was revealed. A smile came to the Prince's lips as her upper body was left exposed to his hungry eyes. "Anoron..." Legolas whispered. "You are more beautiful then one could ever imagine. Who dare take such a body and soul as yours, may they be shamed for such a crime."
And his hand ran over her exposed chest, eyes drifting down to behold and marvel at her. Anoron's dress was hiked up, being as he legs were around his waist. The elf stretchec himself out over her, and his thirsty hands drank in the softness and beauty of esposed skin. Legolas' lips saught Anoron's in a passionate and deep kiss.
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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(12/14/03 10:39 am)
Re: The Mistake
Anoron moaned. This was almost too pleasent. Legolas' hands were soft and worked magic along her slender figure. No one had ever been this gentle with her, tending to her desires.
Yet something snapped within Anoron -- she began to desire more than what Legolas was offering. Please!.... She said, desperation coming through her voice. She pumped her hips into his and rubbed her legs against his torso. Her hands moved to the clasps on his shirt and tunic.
There are many path to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night..
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade. All shall fade..
Re: The Mistake
Legolas moaned slightly and threw his tunic off. It was clear what she wanted, and Legolas give it to her. SHe desired true love...
Soon both lovers were bare and their bodies touching. Now, the prince loomed over her with hands on either side of her. His golden locks of haor spilt over his shoulders like a waterfall. His eyes intook the heavenly sight of Anoron below him. Her own hair was laid out like a halo around her angelic face.
His breath came to deep pants, and his body began to glisten with moist droplettes of precipitation. Legolas positioned himself to enter her. "I take not what you will no give..relax...I don't want to hurt you.." He rubbe her cheek tenderly, and as he spoke his eyes gazed lovingly at her. In those loving orbs glistened the evening stars. His love for her was vast and glittered brightly.
Legolas spread her legs out, giving him more access, and wiith a smooth and fast thrust, he entered her. Both cried out in estasy. There was no pain. Stretching back ober her, he began to pump into herhard, yet not enough to harm her, and deep. As he did so, Legolas' breath and heart raced. His lips locked with that of Anoron's. Their tongues danced fiery and his thrust increased.
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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(12/14/03 3:47 pm)
Re: The Mistake
Anoron had to break away from Legolas' lips in order to pant, cry out, and moan for more. She needed to breath quickly and keep up with his thusting motions.
At first, she was scared -- but now, it was turning into an addiction. She loved the way he felt and moved within her. It was pure bliss and nothing less. Her arms were at either side of her on the bed, and she gripped them tightly with her hands as she lifted her hips to recieve him more.
Anoron cried out for more, calling Legolas' name and panting maddly. This was what it felt like to make love, and not be used.
There are many path to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night..
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow, cloud and shade. All shall fade..
Re: The Mistake
Legolas moaned as well, adn cried out her name. He gribbed the sheets tightly as he thrusted into her once more deeply. He filled her completely until he could no more. They was when he broken, and released into her. His seed spilt into her, and Legolas shuddered. As they climaxed togehther thet cried out in bliss.
Legolas' chest heaved, and he rested his body against hers. their chest pressed tightly together. His body was covered in sweat, and the golden hair now a light brown from the dampness--cling to his back adn shoulders.
Legoals kissed Anoron's neck and branded with loving marks. They were still connected, he still within her. It was purely heaven.
'Let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow...an Elf.'
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