Magic Man

Chapter 33
Posted: February 10, 2012
“Please! Please let me go. I’m not like you. I’m not the one you want. Please… Legolas, help me. They’re taking me away. Legolas! LEGOLAS…” I was screaming for help as I was being drawn deeper and deeper into the light. I felt like they were stealing my soul, but I was not the right person.

“Calm yourself. It was just a dream. I am here now. Nothing can harm you.” he said in his soothing


I was still caught in this dream, being dragged away against my will. “Help me please.” I begged over and over as tears streamed down my face.

Suddenly, I felt strong arms embrace me and bring me back from my dream world. I opened my eyes to find Legolas lying next to me in my bed, holding me. He was speaking in his language and it was helping to calm my nerves. I laid my head upon his bare chest and listened to the sound of his voice. In between sentences, he would kiss the top of my head. I lifted my eyes to meet his and he wiped my tears with his long fingers. He leaned into me and slowly brought his lips to mine. It was more than the friendly kiss he gave me in the woods that day. I responded by kissing him back and before I knew what was happening, Legolas rolled me so that he was lying on top of me. My hands snaked up and reached behind his head. He wore only his leggings and his body felt so good against mine.

I was slightly confused by his sudden passion. Up until now, we were merely friends. Maybe he read my mind or sensed my feelings as he put it. I held nothing back and let him carry me away into his magical world. I felt his desire harden against my thigh. My breath became staggered. Never did I want anyone as badly as I wanted him in that moment. I didn’t care if it was right or wrong. I had been falling hard for Legolas for quite some time now. This was my dream come true.

His hands roamed to my breasts as he adjusted his position. “Oh Legolas.” I moaned and I felt him smile against my neck.

“I do not know what has come over me, but I suddenly find you irresistible.” he whispered in my ear. “Melo nin.” he said in his native tongue.

I was in a state of bliss and was just barely able to ask, “What did you say?”

He covered my mouth with his and kissed me with much passion before he answered me. “Make love to me.” he said between kisses, which were now becoming hard and determined. I never knew of his feelings for me. Could he actually feel this strongly about me?


“Yes, Legolas. Take me.” I whispered in a breathy voice. My hands roamed their way to his arousal. He was magnificently large and I wanted him inside me. He moaned at my touch. There was something I wanted to do more than anything. I pushed on him and he rolled off of my body. I followed by rolling onto him. I covered his mouth with mine and went in search of his tongue. His summer scent filled my head and made me swoon. I abandoned his lips and did the next thing I had always wanted to do. I worked my way up his delectable ear until I came to its pointed tip. There was something very arousing about the shape of his ear. I noticed how his breath caught when I sucked it into my mouth.

“Aye hirilen. You will undo me with your ministrations.” he panted. Seems the ears of the elves are very sensitive. I could have kept going but I stopped, not wanting to use him up too quickly. Instead, I kissed my way down his neck, along his collarbone and to his chest, some of the first flesh of his that I saw. His muscles flexed and released as I worked my magic on him, moving ever lower. I got to the top of his leggings and notice how they had laces instead of buttons or a zipper. Interesting, I thought and my mind came up with a way to undo them. I took one of the leather strings in my teeth and dared to glance up at him. He was watching me which further sparked my imagination. I pulled and released the tie. I continued pulling the laces loose using only my mouth and deliberately brushing against his straining arousal. When I could do no more, my hands took over and I folded the flaps down pulling the leggings off as I did. ‘You have got to be kidding me,’ I thought. There was no pubic hair, not like a human anyway. It was more like soft stubble. It was barely visible to the eye as it was the same color as his hair. Something about the feel of it was very erotic. I had fanaticized about something similar to this but never had the guts to ask a guy to shave down there.

There he was in all his beauty, standing fully at attention. This would prove to be a challenge but I was up for it. I wrapped my hands around his shaft and gently stroked its satin smoothness. It jumped and pulsed from my touch. Then I licked the tip, tasting the pearly droplet sitting on the end. My tongue danced around its rim, then up and down all sides. When I was sure he could take no more, I lowered my mouth around him, taking in as much as possible. The feeling of him was quite exquisite. What I couldn’t get my lips around I took in my hands and stroked him carefully, playing along with his gyrations. I briefly abandoned his length to take his other jewels into my mouth, paying special attention to the effect this was having on him. Legolas was moaning and saying things in his native tongue. How I wished I knew what he was saying.

His body reacted enough to let me know whether I was moving too fast, too slow or just right. I went back to the object of my desire and we found our rhythm. His moaning increased as did mine. He seemed to like that. Before too long, he released his essence and I reveled in the warm feel and taste of it. His moans of passion turned into laughter as I released him from my hold. He was satisfied and I had finally tasted my elf.

After a short recovery, Legolas rolled me onto my back and made quick work of my body. He had me humming before too long as he explored my body in much the same fashion as I had just done to him. He licked and teased my breasts, biting my hardened nipples then blowing on them. That alone might have pushed me over the edge had he not stopped when he did. He traveled lower still and played with my manicured hair. It seemed he was just as fascinated with my soft curls as I was with his soft fuzz. I glanced down and his eyes met mine. A fiendish smile spread across his face, calling out those beautiful dimples. Then he buried his head lower. His tongue lapped at my folds, twisting and stroking every part of my womanhood. Soon his long slender fingers invaded my body and had me writhing uncontrollably. No one had ever touched me in the places he had found. Not even I had found such pleasure spots and believe me, I had tried. He tuned into every thrust, every jump, reading me like a book. The fire was building quickly within my core and I knew I was about to tumble over the edge of ecstasy. I did not need to tell him for he already knew how close I was and touched me in that one place that sent me straight to the stars.

“Oh yes, Legolas. Yes.” I screamed. It seemed my whole body came off of the bed and hovered in mid air as I rode this wave of release. It was magic in its purest form. If Legolas could hear song in nature, then he had definitely found my song and played me like a well tuned instrument.

As I caught my breath, Legolas came to rest at my side. Now his touch sent shivers up and down my body. My skin was very sensitive to any contact. Never before had I experienced such a sensation. He began to whisper his language in my ear. I had no idea what he was saying, but it was warming my body up just the same. I believe he was casting some spell to ready me for another bout of passion, in a sense, healing my already spent body.

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“Melo nin hirilen. [Make love to me my lady.]” he repeated. “I want to feel you, all of you but first, please tell me your name so that I will know whose name to call out.”

I was worked up again and about to tell him my name when I began to remember my vision, my dream of how I was a part of Minaethiel. I suddenly became uncomfortable. I wasn’t sure where these thoughts and feelings were coming from but suddenly I was very aware of them. Maybe he did not want me but was sensing her, wanting her. I had to say something. I couldn’t let us continue on with this without telling him of my dream. I felt he needed to know what I saw before I let him pull me any further into his world. I just knew he would consume my entire being if I let him fully make love to me.

I managed to release myself from his spell and catch my breath, sitting up. “Legolas, I must confess that I have begun to have strong feelings for you. I have for a while now. I want nothing more than to make love to you, but I need to tell you something before we go any further. I need to know that what we are feeling is real, is true.” I paused a moment as Legolas sat up and gave me his undivided attention. “It’s about the dream I had… no it was more than that. It was like I was there. I was her. I was Minaethiel.”

Legolas looked at me as if he had seen a ghost. “You would speak of her now?” His voice was but a whisper of confusion.

“I was Minaethiel. I was in her body. I know what happened to her Legolas. I know, I saw it, felt it and I think you need to know before we go any further. I fear it is not really me you want tonight.”

“I don’t understand.” he said. I could feel his reserve and knew our moment of total bliss was about to disappear.

“I thought I was dreaming of being in Greenwood. It was such a vivid dream. I could even smell and feel my surroundings. You came to me and asked me to… to… oh, what did you say?” I thought for a moment. “Bind, yes that was it. You asked to bind to me. Well, not me, to Minaethiel I think.” I looked up at his face. “It means to marry doesn’t it?”

“Yes, in your terms it is a marriage. I asked her to bind her soul to mine on the night she disappeared. Is this what you saw? Did you see us on that day?”

“I think I was her. I was seeing what she saw, felt and heard that day.” I remembered how happy I was… Minaethiel was when they told each other that they were in love. My heart was breaking as I saw all these old emotions coming forth on Legolas’ face. How could these Valar people be so cruel to separate these two? “I felt her love for you and yours for her. I have never experienced anything so strong, other than what we just had now. Why did they take her away from you if you were so in love?”

Legolas’ face filled with confusion. “Who took her away? Of what do you speak?”

I thought about that moment. “She was coming to meet you under the tree, your tree. Then she became dizzy and sat down to rest. I felt it. It was just like what I experienced when I fainted in the woods with you that day. Her vision blurred and her head hurt. I… she blacked out. When she woke up, there was a light.”

Legolas seemed to not hear me. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and turned his back to me. “How could you know anything about what happened that day? I have spoken to no one about this.” He turned his head and glared at me from the corner of his eye. “What trickery is this?” His voice scared me. He had turned on a dime. Legolas was very kind and gentle but deep down I knew he could be dangerous. I had felt his strength once before. You did not mess with the mind of an elf.

“It is not a trick. I swear to you, this is what I saw in my dream. I think she is trying to speak to you through me. Legolas, I have feelings for you but I cannot let us go any further until I tell you what I know.” At this point, I dared to lay my hand on Legolas’ shoulder. He jerked away slightly and I knew his trust for me was wavering. Almost afraid to say anything else, I went on. “You got down on one knee and asked her to bind to you. You were to meet after dinner. You were going away in the morning, some kind of military training or something. You were going to marry her that night, but… she never showed.”

Legolas didn’t move a muscle. He merely sat there staring at the floor as if he was thrown right back to that moment in time. He was worrying me with his silence. It was obvious this was a sore subject for him still.

“She was drawn to the light. There was nothing she could do. It called to her, to her soul. The voice that spoke to her said they were the Valar. It said her time was done and they were calling her back to them. She didn’t want to go but made the choice to go willingly to spare you from fading.” I explained.

“You lie.” he hissed through clenched teeth. “She loved me. She would not have gone back without me. I was going with her. No, she was hidden from me, taken against her will.”

“I’m sorry Legolas.” I said. I didn’t know what else to do. Just a moment ago, he was pleasuring me, asking me to make love to him. Now I could sense his anger and distrust. Actually I was afraid to do anything. It was obvious that he was angry with me. I didn’t understand why at first. I thought he would want to know what happened to Minaethiel before our friendship turned into something much deeper. I thought I was helping. “There’s more to the story.”

Legolas jump up from the bed and I flinched, afraid of what he might do. He stood still and silent for a moment. I was worried he might lunge at me. He was very powerful and aloof at times. I would never have a chance if he fell into his wild elvish ways. Instead, he quickly dressed and walked to my bedroom door. “I will hear no more of this.”

I decided to take my life into my own hands, If he was going to harm me, he would have done it by now. He would not have wasted his breath on me. I got up, wrapping the bed sheet around my naked body and followed him. “Legolas please hear me out. I think she wants me to tell you what happened. I saw it all. Please listen.” He strode down the hall and made his way to the front door. I was not far behind. “Let me say what I have to say. Please don’t leave.”

At this point, Legolas turned quicker than I thought possible and grabbed me by my upper arms, holding me tightly in his grip. His fingers dug into my skin but I was afraid to tell him he was hurting me. “I will listen to no more of what you have to say. Minaethiel would never go willingly back with the Valar. To do such a thing meant to give up the free will of her soul. I saw her soul that day. It came through clearly in her eyes. We were in love. We were going to give our souls to each other and no one else.”

“She did it for you Legolas. She was exiled from your earth to go back to where she came from. She broke the rules, but her love for you was so strong that they gave her a second chance. She will be sent back but you must find her and she must remember you. Only then can the two of you be completely together again.” He stared deep into my eyes and I did not move. I did not even blink since I knew he was looking for some kind of sign to not believe me. If grey meant pain and blue meant joy, then I guess black meant anger for his eyes seemed black as coal in the dim light. But as we stood there in a silent stare, I saw his eyes soften a bit. I could only hope that I had gotten through to him. At the same moment, he released my arms and spun back to the door.

“I have to return home.” he said as he opened the door. “Do not come looking for me. It would not be wise. Do you understand?” I had never known him to be so cold and unemotional.

“Legolas please don’t leave like this. I thought I was helping you.” I begged.

He put his hand up in the air as if to say he wasn’t listening to anything more I had to say. “Stay away.” he warned me. I just stood there and watched him run off and disappear into the tree line. I was confused, worried and scared. This was not how I expected him to react. But I did as he asked and did not follow him. I hoped he would eventually come back when he had time to cool off. How long that would take I couldn’t even begin to guess. I knew nothing of elves.
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