Light Within The Darkness 15

Light Within The Darkness

Part 15

Posted: July 11, 2008
Title: Light Within The Darkness
Author: Zilah

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Love of my life,
That's what you are.
My beautiful angel, always
Always I will love you
With all that I am.
Your love makes me alive again,
And gives me a new hope.

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"I've waited this for so long. Take me now, and never let go."

Legolas stared, mesmerized by Elrond's grey eyes that were now darkened with desire. They stood in a loose embrace, but to Legolas' disappointment Elrond didn't try to pull him closer. Instead, he gently cupped Legolas' face, and then started to trace his features with his finger. With gentlest of touches, Elrond caressed Legolas' skin, first the cheekbones, then down to the line of his jaw. Slowly, carefully he brushed his finger over the sensitive spot on his neck, making Legolas writhe with need.

He couldn't move. He couldn't think. His senses were overloaded with Elrond's touch, with his closeness and obvious desire that he saw burning in Elrond's eyes. Legolas struggled for breath, as gentle fingers explored his face further, torturing his nerves. He was weak, completely drowned under the spell Elrond had created. Legolas was dizzy; he wanted Elrond so badly that it hurt. He almost wept with relief, as Elrond finally leaned closer and captured his mouth into a soft kiss. Legolas' fingers curled into Elrond's raven hair, seeking, craving more contact with his beloved.

Elrond felt his blood pounding in his veins. Legolas' wanton answer to his gentle seduction was beyond his wildest dreams. His soft sighs of pleasure rippled against Elrond's lips, making him forget all rational thought. Gently, Elrond smoothed Legolas' golden locks and then let his finger caress the rapidly pulsing vein on his neck. Legolas moaned softly, and Elrond lost himself completely to their kiss.

When their lips finally separated, Legolas leaned heavily to Elrond, completely breathless and weak. He moaned as Elrond gently nibbled his lower lip that was swollen and felt oversensitive after their kisses.

"So sweet and delicious... I love kissing you," Elrond whispered and captured Legolas' mouth, starting all over again. This time the kiss was deep and possessive, making Legolas writhe in his arms. He took advantage of Legolas' gasp and let his tongue slip deeper, tasting the heady flavor.

Legolas could only cling to Elrond, struggling for breath. Elrond had never kissed him like this, like he was the most delicious treat in all Arda. The world around them seemed too disappear into a haze of oblivion. The only thing that was left was overwhelming need to be one with the elf he loved more than anything. A pleading whimper escaped from Legolas' lips as Elrond pulled him closer, letting him to feel his desire.

"I want to undress you, meleth nín. I have craved to see your beauty once more," Elrond whispered into Legolas ear. Elrond's hot breath caressed Legolas' sensitive skin and he began to tremble from head to toe. He looked at Elrond's face and saw that his usual kind and composed demeanour disappear completely.

Legolas waited, his heart racing, as Elrond unbuttoned his robes and finally let it slide to the floor. He didn't make any attempt to hide how Elrond's kisses had affected on him, but stood still and fully enjoyed Elrond's hungry gaze on his aroused body. His heart sang with the knowledge that his beloved wanted him this much.

Legolas' hands shook as he began to loosen the clasps of Elrond's robes. He still remembered how magnificent Elrond was, but no memory could compare to the truth. Legolas felt his knees weaken when he finally saw Elrond standing before him in all his glory. The half elf's body was like a sculpture created by Eru himself and Legolas burned with need to touch him. It was as if he had seen Elrond for the first time as he truly was: a wild and passionate creature whose every cell seemed to breathe sex and sensuality. And all Elrond's passion was directed to him and him only.

Legolas swayed on his feet and Elrond acted immediately. Before Legolas even knew, he was grasped in a strong embrace and pressed against warm body. He gasped as he was lowered on the bed and Elrond covered his body with his own.

Legolas' body was on fire, each touch of skin on skin felt as if it were burning him, consuming him completely. As he felt Elrond above him, pressing him against the mattress, he no longer belonged to himself. He was now Elrond's and the half-elf had become the centre of his existence.

Elrond took his time to explore this beauty that was his hervenn now. Finally, after so much longing, he had chance to satisfy this hunger that had resided in him for so long. Legolas arched beneath him, making his need increasing almost unbearable. With feral growl, he claimed the pale column of Legolas' neck, marking him as his own. Legolas shuddered and the needy whimpers that escaped from his lips, threatening to drive Elrond mad. He moved downwards until he stopped on Legolas' heaving chest and found rosy nubs, enticingly hardened and already waiting for his caresses. He sucked greedily and smiled against sweet flesh when Legolas cried his name in rapture.

"Just like that, meleth nín, scream my name… tell that you are mine…" Elrond whispered hoarsely, reaching between their bodies. He wrapped his fingers around aching flesh and stroked until Legolas found his completion.

Legolas slowly came back from his sensual high and found himself tightly in Elrond's arms. Elrond's hand caressed his back and buttocks, and he sighed with pleasure. His body still hummed with satisfaction but even more he took pleasure of Elrond's affectionate gesture.

"Oh, meleth… the things you make me feel… I have missed you so much," Legolas whispered and pulled Elrond into loving kiss.

"I hope I wasn't too rough with you. You just… I lost control. I'm sorry," Elrond said softly, when they separated.

"Sorry? What for?" Legolas asked, surprised. He looked into Elrond's eyes and saw an uncertain gaze in them.

"I don't know what happened. I have never… lost control like I did. It never was my intention to hurt you in any way," Elrond admitted, blushing slightly. His intention had been to make love with Legolas slowly and praising him, not to throw him on the bed and try to swallow him whole. His worry eased a little when Legolas' eyes lit in sudden understanding, but he didn't flinch away. Instead, he started to laugh; happy and bright laughter filled the chambers and Legolas spread kisses on his face until they both were breathless.

"You didn't hurt me, Elrond. If you didn't notice, I screamed your name, begging for more didn't I?" Legolas said and smiled teasingly as he saw Elrond's blush deepen. He began to understand that there was more in Elrond than he had thought. Legolas hand known him as a fatherly friend and then as almost god-like creature he had fell in love with. For the first time Elrond was merely an elf in his eyes who he still loved to distraction.

"You feel so… there is something in you… why do I feel that there is something you want to tell me?" Elrond finally asked, finally expressing his feelings aloud. He had thought this all along since their reunion, but he had had no chance to address the matter. He had only thought to making their bond official as soon as possible.

Legolas blushed and hesitated for a moment, but then he took Elrond's hand. The moment of the truth had finally come!

"Maybe you feel in that way, because… you are right," he began, softly caressing Elrond's knuckles before he pressed the hand onto his own abdomen, "… because Valar had blessed us greatly. I am carrying your child, meleth nín."

Elrond stared at his mate, hardly daring to believe that he had heard right. But the beautiful blush on Legolas' cheeks and the happiness that shone in his eyes confirmed the knowledge. He was about to be an ada. Gently, he smoothed the silky skin of Legolas' belly and felt hot tears of happiness streaming down his face.

"Legolas… Legolas nín! You are a miracle. I didn't know that it is possible to be this happy," Elrond whispered, cradling Legolas in his arms. Suddenly a memory hit in him, and he laughed and wept at the same time.

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Flashback:

"Elrond felt a strange feeling when he looked at Legolas who held his sister in his arms. The young elf suddenly seemed different to Elrond, and the baby he held did not have silvery white, but raven hair. Legolas had a loving gaze in his eyes when he softly whispered to the elfling."

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"It was… it was our child that I saw…" Elrond thought to himself, taken aback. Now he understood what blessing he had received when he had Legolas' love. He had found love and happiness in Legolas' arms, but he also would have a family he had wanted for so long.

"I love you, aen nín (my angel) and I love our child. I truly am the luckiest elf in all Arda," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotions.

"I am so happy, Elrond nín. I have wanted this for so long. There is only one thing that would make me even happier," Legolas said softly, resting his head against Elrond's shoulder.

"Tell me then. I want to fulfil your every wish if it is within my power."

A surprised yelp escaped from Elrond when Legolas suddenly grasped his arousal in his hand. He shivered, as Legolas stroked him slowly and then leaned closed and whispered:

"I have been thinking… we are alone, after several months' separation. We are naked in each other's arms in a soft bed… and I am burning with need to feel you within me. Yet, you haven't done anything to claim me. How long you are going to let me wait?"

Elrond felt a heat growing in his groin when Legolas continued his shameless caress, but even more he flushed when he felt Legolas grown hard against him.

"We need to correct that unfortunate situation right now. I apologize for my neglect," Elrond breathed, lifting Legolas to better position atop him.

"Wh…what you… Elrond?" Legolas tried to ask, but his sentence cut abruptly as he felt Elrond's hands sliding on his buttocks. The caress made him moan loudly but even more was coming. Slowly, gentle hand slid between his thighs coaxing him to open them.

"Would you open up for me, ind nín (my heart)? You are about to have your wish," Elrond crooned softly, and smiled up to his mate who looked at him with big eyes. With a moan, Legolas gave up and let Elrond have his way. He didn't care anymore what Elrond had in his mind; he only wanted that these maddening caresses would never stop.

Legolas shuddered as Elrond caressed the sensitive cleft between his buttocks. He gasped as an oiled finger gently rubbed his opening before carefully sliding inside. The touch felt heavenly, and Legolas' whole being was set aflame. Slowly, carefully he was stretched and prepared and he feared he would find his completion because of this sensation alone. Elrond's whispered endearments added more fuel to his pleasure, and he was reduced in a whimpering and writhing mass in Elrond's arms and he pleaded his meleth to take him.

"I will, ind nín. I will make love to you for the rest of our lives," Elrond promised softly, rolling them finally around. Their gazes locked, and Elrond settled between Legolas' legs.

"Is this all right with you? I am not hurting you?" Elrond asked, even if he could see that his mate was more than willing. Legolas had never seen more beautiful to him; his eyes were darkened into hue of the darkest midnight, his hair spread out like a golden halo around his head as he lay on the bed, wanton and begging to be taken; but the feature that shook Elrond most, was the unlimited longing that breathed from every cell of his being.

"You can hurt me only if you wait any longer. Saes, Elrond nín... I have waited for this for so long," Legolas whispered, tears of happiness in his eyes. There was no rush anymore, only the intoxicating sureness that Elrond was finally his. He wrapped his legs around Elrond's waist as he finally leaned closer.

Legolas moaned in bliss as Elrond slowly pushed inside him. He arched his back, wanting his meleth as deep as possible. He had treasured his memories of their first night together, but memories didn't compare to this rapture that shook his whole being. Elrond fit in him like he was made to make love to him. Legolas lifted his gaze, and swallowed when he noticed the same feelings shining brightly in Elrond's eyes.

"Feels heavenly... don't ever stop," Legolas gasped, swaying his hips pleadingly. Nothing had ever felt so right as Elrond in his arms, sheathed deep inside him. They kissed deeply as Elrond set slow but satisfying pace. Their bodies moved together, fitting perfectly, and rest of the world faded away. A string of ragged gasps stumbled from Legolas' lips as he tried to contain his cries but finally lost his battle. Elrond's movements within him lifted him to unknown sensual high, until he could only cry out Elrond's name again and again. At that moment, they could have been only two living beings in all of Arda.

Their faer (souls) soared, merged as one, and one glorious moment Legolas felt he touched the heaven itself, before he fell into velvety abyss. And Elrond was still one with him, holding him tightly and crying his name like a benediction.

Legolas didn't let Elrond go, savouring the feeling of their union. Elrond didn't seem to mind; they kissed slowly, deeply both still shaking in aftermath of their earth-shattering completion. Legolas smoothed raven hair that was dampened with sweat, taking pleasure of its silky softness under his hand. He smiled softly and in his languid haze of happiness, only one word sang in his heart:

//Mine.//

//Aye, yours. Till the end of days,// Echoed Elrond's warm voice in Legolas' mind, declaring that they were finally one, as they were meant to be from the very beginning.

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