Light Within The Darkness 10

Light Within The Darkness

Part 10

Posted: April 4, 2008
Title: Light Within The Darkness
Author: Zilah

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I love you, my angel,
More than life itself.
My home is in your heart,
Now and forever.
For you, my soul is singing
For you, my heart is beating

*

Elrond held his new husband close, as if he never wanted to let him go. Affection burned his heart when he felt Legolas writhing beneath him. He carefully rolled away but pulled Legolas with him, so that the young elf rested snuggly in his arms. Elrond trembled inwardly when he thought of the consequences of his actions, but he couldn’t think of that right now. He had to focus on Legolas and make sure that he was happy. He held Legolas tightly and whispered to him lovingly while the young elf trembled against him in aftermath of his completion.

“I’m so sorry, aen nín (my angel): I hurt you terribly, but myself too, when I denied you. Whatever happens, I will never deny you again; you will be mine forever,” he whispered between his kisses. He looked into Legolas’ eyes and found them full of tears, but he could also see an obvious happiness blazing in them. When Legolas snuggled even closer and kissed him, Elrond felt boundless joy.

“I love you too, Elrond nín. I always have and always will. Love me again, I want to feel you as close as possible,” Legolas breathed, caressing Elrond’s body wherever he could reach. His whole being was still aflame. Elrond’s closeness felt intoxicating after his grief and hopeless longing.

“I would love to… but… I don’t want to hurt you,” Elrond stuttered. A surprised groan escaped from his lips when Legolas boldly took his arousal and coaxed it back to full hardness. The rest of his objections were soon forgotten when Legolas kissed him passionately.

“You won’t hurt me, meleth nín. You fit in me like you have been made for me… and that’s what you are. I need you so much that it almost hurts. Saes, take me now,” Legolas whispered, continuing his intimate caress. Never had he imagined that he dared to touch Elrond like this, but now it felt the most natural thing in the Arda. Legolas smiled happily when Elrond finally obeyed and gently settled above him. He moaned and trembled when Elrond slowly took him again. He clutched onto Elrond’s raven hair, trying to keep his control but soon found it hopeless. Elrond’s movements within him made him mad with need and pleasure.

“Elrond… saes… I love you so…” he begged and Elrond granted him his desire. Legolas wept when Elrond loved him ever so gently that he could only drown into mindless pleasure, together with the only elf he could ever love. He cried out when Elrond’s hand closed around his arousal, stroking him with the same pace with his thrusts.

“I love you too, my sweet, sweet Legolas… aen nín… mine,” Elrond whispered gently, spreading kisses all over Legolas’ face and neck until he finally captured his mouth in a new, breathtaking kiss. Now that he had finally allowed himself permission to love Legolas, he couldn’t have enough of him. Pleasure shook him as Legolas moved beneath him, returning his kisses and caresses with an equal fervor. Legolas clung to him, arms and legs wrapped around him, wanting to feel him as close as possible.

“Elrond… Oh… Valar!” Legolas cried in abandon, as he finally reached his peak. Never had he felt like this kind of rapture that shook his whole being.

Elrond cried Legolas’ name brokenly as he too fell over the edge. Legolas shuddered with the force of Elrond’s completion and shed tears of happiness as he cradled Elrond’s trembling body in his arms.

“Finally, you are mine, Elrond. I have wanted you for so long,” he said softly, silently thinking that this was everything he had ever wanted from life.

“Do you realize that there is no going back anymore? We are bonded now, without official ceremony,” Elrond whispered, concerned how Legolas would take the news.

“I know it. I already feel your fëa in me, and I love the feeling,” Legolas assured, smiling happily. No one could ever drive him apart from his love anymore. Legolas still kissed and caressed Elrond with all the passion he held for him. After so much grief and longing, it still felt miraculous that he now had the privilege to touch Elrond and satisfy his desire for him. And Elrond didn’t deny him but instead yielded to Legolas, begging for more.

They didn’t sleep at all in that night. They took everything they could from those short, spellbinding moments, knowing that tomorrow would be harsh for both of them. Elrond explored and praised Legolas’ body, and yielded to be explored and praised. He smiled gently at Legolas’ shy wish to take him in turn and rolled on his back, pulling Legolas atop him.

“If that is your wish, take what you want, aen nín. I am yours as much as you are mine. There is no one single thing I would deny you,” Elrond whispered, letting his hand slide on Legolas’ back. He smiled when Legolas kissed him and opened up to his young mate, letting him dominate the kiss.

Elrond’s words inflamed Legolas and he eagerly took the initiative. He caressed Elrond’s writhing body, silently marveling at his beauty. He looked into Elrond’s eyes that were darkened with desire, and listened to the hoarse cries that escaped from Elrond’s lips. He wept with joy, when he finally made love to the only elf he could ever love.

“Oh, Elrond! You are mine. Mine forever,” Legolas moaned, as he moved faster. He kissed Elrond fiercely, possessively, claiming him as his own. Elrond yielded willingly, denying him nothing. Finally, Legolas could see his meleth as he really was: loving and beautiful.

“Yours! I love you so…” Elrond breathed, as completion shook his body. He clung on Legolas like a lifeline and his tears flew freely.

Legolas couldn’t get enough of Elrond; he still caressed and kissed him, as if he feared this to be only a dream. Elrond sensed Legolas’ restlessness through their bond, and hurried to assure him.

“I will never let you go, meleth. I’m so sorry that I hurt you so, but never again. You will be mine till the end of Arda,” he whispered gently, as he rocked Legolas in his arms. He felt dampness on his brow and realized that Legolas wept.

“I thought… thought that you didn’t love me anymore; that I have driven you away by falling in love with you. Always, always you have been so good to me, so loving that I could not help but fall in love with you,” Legolas whispered, as he felt Elrond’s loving caress on his hair.

“Oh, Legolas nín… I was a coward, I thought you to be far too young and beautiful for me. You could do so much better, you know,” Elrond said, a lump in his throat. Now he began to understand how much Legolas had suffered because of his struggling, and their obstacles weren’t over yet. Elrond was still betrothed to Celebrían, even if he knew that the marriage would never be accomplished. He only knew that he had to sort this mess out; Legolas had suffered enough.

“We need to be careful, but I promise to never let you go, meleth nín. Whatever happens, you are my beloved mate, and I won’t give up on you.” Elrond looked at Legolas and found him more beautiful than ever before. Legolas’ face was flushed and his hair was a mess, but his eyes shone like stars.

“That is all I need to know. The only one I have ever wanted is you. There is no other for me, ever,” Legolas whispered, smiling.

* * * *

The Vala looked at the happy couple that lay on the bed, still tightly in each other’s arms. Raven- haired and the golden elf kissed every now and then, and other times they just whispered to each other. Anyone could see that they were happy.

“They look so happy and beautiful together… I am so sorry that I need to disturb them,” He said softly, reluctant to show himself.

“But you need to go, my love. We must get Legolas away from her before all is lost. You know that.”

Irmo turned around and saw his lover standing behind him.

“I know, but I still find it cruel to separate them so soon. They have suffered so much, and they have only had this one night together.”

“They will end up together eventually, but first Elrond needs to fix the damage he had caused by his denial. And Legolas…he has to be safe so that he can fulfill his destiny,” Námo reminded his brother gently.

“You are right. So much suffering, and all because Elrond couldn’t accept the path that has been set for him,” Irmo sighed.

“Not only because of his denial. You know full well that she had found another way to gain power, if Elrond had said no to the marriage. She must be stopped before it is too late.”

Irmo didn’t answer. It was true what Námo said; Galadriel needed to be stopped before Elrond was free to be with Legolas openly. And there was another who had suffered for far too long. Finally, his mind made, Irmo opened the door and stepped in.

* * * *

Elrond started when he suddenly saw the door open.

“What in Arda… I did lock the door yesterday. I am sure of it,” Legolas whispered, pulling the blanket tighter around them. He was more confused than scared; he was ready for anything now that Elrond was his.

“You don’t need to be scared. Your secret is safe with me,” Irmo smiled reassuringly at the frightened couple.

“What does this… who are you, and why you are here?” Elrond asked suspiciously.

“I’m the one who chose Legolas for you. But you were so close to ruining our plans. I am so glad that you finally came to your senses.”

“But… what do you mean by coming to us like this? Don’t you think that this moment is a little bit… inappropriate?” Legolas said, beginning to become irritated.

“I waited as long as I possibly could, but there is no time left anymore. I am sorry, but you must come with me, young prince. Anar is rising, and I need to get you away from Imladris before all is lost.”

“What? No way! I am not going to leave Elrond now that I finally have him. Have you any idea how long I have wanted him?”

“Believe me, young Prince, I know. It was I who sent you all those dreams about Elrond. You were chosen for him at birth. But you cannot stay together yet. It will be far too dangerous for you to stay in Imladris.”

“You… are Master Irmo! Aren’t you? My adas told me about you…” Legolas whispered, his defiance weakening, “ But why in Arda do you want to separate us now?” He turned into Elrond’s arms, trying to suppress his tears. In his heart he knew that he couldn’t decline, even if the mere thought of separation tore his heart.

“I will come to you, meleth, as soon as I am able to do so. I cannot take the risk that you would be hurt because of my mistakes. Go with him, and I will follow you as soon as possible,” Elrond said softly, trying to keep his agony at bay. It hurt to let his meleth go, but it was the only option. If something happened to Legolas because of him, he would never be able forgive himself.

The Vala walked to the living room, allowing them to take their farewell in private. Legolas rose from the bed, and dressed himself quickly. Fully clothed, he launched himself into Elrond’s arms for the last time.

“I will wait for you, meleth nín. Just remember that I love you,” he whispered, as his tears started to flow.

“I love you too. Believe me when I say that there is no creature on Arda that could keep me away from you. When I am free, I will come to you,” Elrond assured, pulling his mate into desperate kiss. All too soon Legolas pulled back and rose. Elrond didn’t see as he walked out of the door, because tears had blinded his eyesight.

“Namárië, meleth nín. Gûren ninnatha nanarad as achên len (Farewell, my love. My heart shall weep until it sees you again,)” he sobbed brokenly.

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