My first fic ever (m) LotR Arwen/Legolas - (2 Parts)

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OK people. Here is my first fic EVER and I'm kinda nervous about posting it but I will anyway. This is really just the first half of what I've already written and I intend to continue it. But only if people like it! There are POV changes and time changes that I pray I made clear. If you all enjoy this bit, I'll submit the whole thing to Serotica or something. I think the story gets much better after this. It's a little sappy in places but that's how I write and the sneezing isn't right there at first, so bear with it por favor.

It is a LotR fic and based on the books mostly and whatever else I thought to slip in. I put a little Quenya (Elvish) in as well but I didn't follow the book precisely so please no one get offended. And Arwen is with Legolas not Aragorn. I love Aragorn but this fic doesn't center on him. So please enjoy! 8)

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Arwen sat gazing at the beautiful landscape from her high window. They were coming back today. They meaning her elder twin brothers Elledan, and Elrohir, Aragorn, and of course Legolas. They had been out hunting and camping and doing whatever outdoor things they did to catch their male fancy. Taking the opportunity to take Legolas around Rivendell on his visit from Mirkwood. The day was perfect. The sun was out and it was one of those perfect early summer mornings where the day was hot but not very much so. The breeze on her skin and through her hair made it perfect. The flowers were in full bloom and the blossoms were large and absolutely lovely this year. Arwen thought about the private picnic she had planned for herself and Legolas later on one of the flowery hills. She couldn’t wait to see Legolas again. The last time they had spent together was a perfect memory fresh in her mind…

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“Have I told you today how much I love you Arwen?” “ No, and have I told you how much I love you?” I said looking into those gorgeous soft blue eyes of his. Oh, it must be against the laws of heaven to be that beautiful. Most male elves were easy on the eyes but Prince Legolas had a light about him so that even the elves had to appreciate his beauty.

“Well, I love you Arwen.”

“Really? I pray good prince tell me; how much?”

Legolas chuckled and looked down into the deep blue pools that were Arwens eyes. It was light looking into the ocean he so longed for and finding a perfection there that made his very soul shudder with want.

“How much? Arwen, I would go to ends of the earth to love you as you should be loved, know this and be content.” He said his eyes never leaving hers. His words were like a blessing to her spirit and she could feel the truth in them

“Legolas” Arwen breathed, “that was beautiful.”

“Yes,” he replied chuckling “in other words fine for the time being.”

“You rogue!” I exclaimed before punching lightly at his stomach. My fist met to that perfect tight abdomen of his and he just casually grabbed my wrists in his hands and laughed. “Evenstar, be careful.” Legolas gently restrained me pulling my body close to his and beaming. “You might actually hurt someone.”

“Like who?” I said. “You, my handsome Prince of Mirkwood, warrior, blade fighter, and archer with legendary skills rivaled by both our kingdoms? I think not.” He just laughed. We played that whole day…

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lúmenn' omentielvo (on the hour of our meeting)

“My lady,” a young elf maid came up to my open door way and said “my lords are return from their excursion my lady; and asked me to send you down to them.”

“So soon? I’ve been watching this whole time and didn’t see them coming,” I said with a laugh, realizing that I’d been daydreaming. I jumped down from my expectant perch and began flying around the room looking for something to make me look especially beautiful. Finally I decided on braiding a ribbon into my hair. It perfectly matched the flowing, long sky blue summer dress I was wearing and brought out my eyes and dark hair to perfection. Legolas my love, you’ll love this, I thought to myself remembering how he said he loved any color that I wore if it brought out my eyes. I looked in the mirror, checking my reflection before going downstairs.

“Aragorn, Elledan, Elrohir, Legolas, I’m so glad you’ve returned! And unscathed” I said turning a teasing smile around to all of them.

“Did you doubt it?” Aragorn asked me with a wink.

“Of course not my Lord” I said bowing to Gondor’s heir.

“Oh quit the formalities Arwen and come give your brothers a hug” the boys said to me. I quickly obeyed and after squeezing each tight, and kissing Aragorn on the cheek, I turned to my love. He was looking especially handsome today in a long, light green tunic that showed off his long, lean, but muscular body. And leggings to match. Yum! I turned and flew into his arms.

“Arwen” he said softly tilting my chin up with his hand to look at me. He leaned down and brushed his soft lips against mine and I almost melted into his embrace before we pulled back to stare into each other’s eyes. I felt so overwhelmingly happy just then, I felt like a little girl right before her first festival. It was always amazing to me the way love seems to control almost all of my sensibilities. Looking at him I realized love must have heightened my sensitivity too, Legolas looked at me with eyes that were kind of red and slightly teary like he was about to cry.

He stepped back from me, brought a fisted hand up and coughed gently turning to the side. I didn’t take my eyes from him as his dark eyebrows came slowly together and his nose wrinkled at the bridge as he sneezed a soft and very contained huh- ushhh

“Bless you!” we exclaimed in unison.

“Anta est mellon (Thank you friends)” he replied to our blessing and sniffled quietly.

Before I could ask him if anything was wrong, Aragorn touched my shoulder.

“We have a surprise for you Evenstar.”

“Yes, Arwen we’ve got a surprise, if you think you can stop making eyes at Legolas long enough to see it.” Elledan laughed. I tried to kick him and he nimbly dodged, “Damn our Elven grace and speed,” I said laughing.

“Will you escort me my Prince?” I said turning to Legolas.

“Of course I will” He smiled at me. His smile is like a slow shining of light and I never tire of seeing it. His eyes still looked red and I noticed him rubbing at his sinuses like there was some pressure there he was trying to relieve but I had to put my concerns aside as we stepped up to the stables.

“Tadaaah” - my brother said spreading his arms wide. “Surprise Arwen.”

“Wow the stables.”

“No, not the stables Arwen” Legolas said to me looking happy.

“Well then, what is the surprise? I asked beginning to get a little impatient

“This is the surprise”

“Aragorn stepped out from one of the stables leading the most beautiful black stallion Arwen had ever seen.

Legolas walked over to her. “I know it looks like a large rocco but it has long powerful legs, incredible, and amazing endurance, not to mention he’s very gentle. And his morė hide matches your own unique hair color. I thought he’d be perfect for you.” (horse) (black)

“Oh he is, this is. Thank you all! So very much.” I said tears almost forming in my eyes, almost.

“Oh no, she’s going to cry, my brother sad. Time for us to go, come on Aragorn, let’s leave Legolas to deal with our tearing vendë and go and get ourselves something to eat from the kitchens. I’m starving.” (maiden)

“Alright Aragorn said. But what about your meal Legolas?” Aragorn said turning to his lifelong friend

“Oh I have something special planned for him. He will be well fed I assure you, Arwen said.” Legolas looked at her quizzically. “What are you planning Evenstar? Where are we going?” “Near the Oronti (mountains) and it’s a surprise” I said with a wink at my beautiful elda (elf).

“Let’s go I said taking his hand.”

I led him away down a path through the trees. “Asca Legolas!”(hurry) We reached a field full of wild flowers sitting next to a stream with a light waterfall running into it; the perfect picture of nature unrestrained, as I know he preferred it to be. “It’s so beautiful isn’t it?” I asked him. I looked over when he didn’t reply. He still walked beside me massaging his sinuses again. “What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing I’m fine. It’s just that I’m starting to feel a building pressure in my sinuses. But it’s nothing to worry about Undomiel honestly. This place is absolutely breathtaking.” He added quickly, looking around and giving me a comforting smile. Noticing I supposed my immediate concern.

“All right. But if you aren’t feeling well you should lay down. Let’s go to the spot I chose for us.” I said smiling and taking his hand.

He smiled back to reassured me and gently leaned down for a kiss. His lips seemed to encompass mine as he deepened the kiss and I had a hard time pulling away and turning to our lunch. I laid out the soft beige colored blankets that were part of the supplies I had set out earlier knowing that the bugs would be kept off and heat in.

I sat down on the intricately woven elvish blanket and Legolas sat gracefully next to me, as I leaned over to get the food basket I heard a really soft “huh – esssh!.” I turned to him startled. “Bless you!” I said trying to be polite. He turned and smiled at me. “Thank you. I apologize my lady”

“No need to apologize, it’s fine…” I stopped as Legolas held his hand up sort of in front of my face as if to block me and then sneezed again. “Huh-isssh, uhisshuh!”

He was slightly louder but no less contained this time and he twisted his body away from me with a speed that humans would have probably marveled at. It sounded like that sneeze had come from his stomach or something and I couldn’t help but think how strong they were. Like something was really itching inside that beautiful nose of his. He rubbed at his nose with his wrist before turning back to me.

“Well, Bless you again my love.” I said with a reassuring smile.

And then, just because I knew he was uncomfortable under that confident façade of his, I kissed him. He turned and pulled my body closer to his, and for a few moments I was lost in that deliriousness that I always felt around my baby. I pulled back a little to catch my breath my face still close to his and said, “I must say my prince, they really do teach young elves everything over in Mirkwood don’t they.”

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know princess” he smiled showing his amazing teeth and then sniffed. He brought his other hand up turning his face from mine slightly to rub again.

“Legolas” I said and when he looked at me I took both of his hands in my own and holding them tightly kissed him again. When he first tasted my lips he leaned into our kiss but his nose obviously wouldn’t let him alone and I could hear him trying to sniffle back some of the irritation whenever we paused. Slowly I brought one of my hands up to rub at his tender nose for him. I slid my index finger gently along the base of his nostrils. Legolas had closed his eyes to concentrate and wasn’t looking at me I was glad for that. I felt my cheeks going red at what I was doing and I wanted to control my blush before he noticed. I felt him press against my hand increasing our friction and I smiled to myself thinking of how badly his nose must be itching him. I let my hand down when his face began to look more relaxed and he looked at me.

“Thank you Arwen” he said.

“Did I at least help you keep your sneezes in?” I asked.

“You did, but I think I’d rather just let them out right now, it’s getting kind of frustrating.”

Despite myself I grinned at him. “Oh, my beautiful prince I do believe that I can help you with that.” I said and leaned over to pluck an incredible pink blossom from the grass. Then I touched it delicately to his nose. Try breathing a little I instructed holding my own breath. His nostrils flared slightly as he inhaled some of the flowers pollen. His eyes teared up immediately and he turned into me this time directing his head down and sneezing what I felt was explosively for him into his hand. Hisssh, huh-issh! uh, huh, issshoo! He looked up at me then.

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My nose was practically on fire when I breathed in that pollen, I know Arwen was only trying to help with her sweet nature but inhaling the scent from the flower only sped up an allergic reaction that I knew was coming anyway. I really needed a cloth or something to blow my nose in. Just after those first three sneezes though Arwen kissed me. I held my breath through it so I wouldn’t sneeze again. As soon as she broke the kiss I felt that maddening tickle spring back up and I just knew I was about to spray my beloved disgustingly but she pressed her nose against mine, and the tickle backed off as suddenly as it had come. I could feel her comforting essence flow through me giving my nose pause.

“I can keep you from feeling too uncomfortable with my magic but it will only last for as long as we are touching this way and then you’ll have to sneeze out whatever is irritating that precious sensitive nose of yours Legolas. Alright?”

I smiled at her reference to my nose as precious. Then using the mental connection that I had with her I thought to her mind, “ Precious Arwen?”

She laughed in her mind back to me. “Yes precious, I meant what I said.” And with that she broke both our mental and physical connection and I felt my nose flood with irritation yet again but so urgently that at first I couldn’t get the sneeze out "Eh... ehhIISSHHOO! Issshh, ehISSHOO! IHSHOO!"

“Hih iiih,” I started, trying to coax out another then, “huh-inshh” I stifled with my fingers.

“Legolas!” Arwen scolded me. “please don’t do that, you could give yourself a nose bleed or worse.

“I apologize Arwen I just… just... huh-Huh- usshoo, I sneezed freely as she pulled the hand that had been inching to my face back down.

“Legolas, bless you and, don’t do that” Arwen said softly to me.

“Alright, I promise I said tracing her cheek lightly with my finger and down her neck. Arwen in turn slid her finger softly from my forehead and down the bridge of my nose. A little too softly, ‘hih issh”, I took her hand quickly from my face and turned to finish sneezing when I felt two fingers press up against my nostrils.

Sorry, she laughed; “I didn’t mean to make you sneeze again” she rubbed slowly at the base of my nose to bring the itching in my nose down. It worked at first but soon started up again. I mind thought to her “maybe a little harder Arwen it’s not going away” she obliged rubbing a little harder.

“By the Valar, Arwen I cant” I said shaking my head from her hand and furrowed my brow to concentrate on sneezing out whatever it was that felt like a feather being brushed against the inside of my nose, I cupped both hands over my face without opening my eyes. "Ishh! HuhEishhoo! IshShoo!" I sneezed softly, but still more freely than I had previously. The itchy feeling that remained, after I sneezed and cleared my throat a few times, told me Arwen was going to have to put with a lot more of this today and I suddenly felt bad for ruining her picnic "ehkishh! IshShoo!" Rubbing one finger under my nose and holding back a groan, I mumbled an apology.

"Bless. Poor my love. You’ll be all right after I get you inside and away from all of this pollen. Don’t worry.” Arwen smiled at me and under that beaming embraceI felt like the most fortunate Elf in all of Middle Earth, to have such and incredible beautiful elf maiden.

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My Legolas, he is just too beautiful for words. OK I know every woman in love must swear the same thing but I know that it’s true for me. He is about 6ft. 2. Not too tall and with a medium muscular build. And he is always so warm. Whenever he holds me in his arms I feel like all the cold in the world is just melting away and I’m safe and secure with him. Of course he is extremely intelligent and well rounded. I mean he is a prince after all but he is also such a good person with a soft heart. But he is also dangerous when he needs to be. I’ve seen the assassin in him and though I admire his valor I don’t like to see him like that. It pains me that the evil in Middle Earth could steal from him such a peaceful life. But seeing his skill with the bow almost makes it worthwhile. He’s just so wonderful when happy and I love that he is happiest when with me. Not to mention tolerant. We went riding after our little picnic. My magic held off his sneezing for a while but of course nothing lasts forever. (Thank the Valar) And even though I love to watch him sneeze I absolutely hate for him to feel sick. The only reason things like allergies plague him is because of some tiny percentage of human blood that he has in his family history. And I know how it annoys him since he is a price as well as a warrior and needs to be respected by those under his command. He hates to appear weak. Though I tell him that he never could.

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“Rivendell has a truly wondrous landscape” Legolas said from behind me on my new stallion later that afternoon which I had affectionately christened ‘Lilnaith’.

“Yes, but its beauty is lost on me when you’re here to overshadow it” I said to him. I felt his arms tighten around me. “I know love, I’ve missed you as well” Legolas answered with a kiss to my hair

“Legolas?”

“Hmm.”

“Do you think our parents will approve of a union between us. Try not to think about it too much. I don’t see why they would object. There are not many differences between the elves of Mirkwood and the elves of Rivendell under my father King Tharunduil and your father Lord Elrond. Just know that I do love you and always will. Dark hair and all” he added with a laugh.

Before I could reply with something witty about annoying blonde elves he interrupted me with a dry cough. I tried to turn to see if he was all right but he put a hand lightly on my shoulder to keep me facing forward. “No - don’t turn –cough- around Arwen - You could scare Vespertine and he’s not used to the two riders anyway” He managed coughing through his sentence. The kind of dry cough that I noticed usually did more to irritate his throat than relieve it.

“Are you alright Legolas?” “ Do you need some water or something, I think there’s a stream ahead.”

“We can go get some water but I’m fine.” He said and I could feel him smiling at my worry. “It’s just I’ve got this tickle in the back of my throat, and since I…uh… I- huh, hessh, huh-shoo! He sneezed into his hand and I could feel his stomach tighten under the pressure against me.

“Bless” I said

“Excuse me, thank you” Suddenly I felt his body tremble behind me, and he sneezed once, then again and again, muffling it in the sleeve of his tunic.

“Bless, again” I said.

“Arwen, I apologize, its just my…”

“Just your allergies, yes I know and you don’t have to apologize for anything love it’s fine.

“But I wonder” I said chuckling “What’s the legendary Prince of Mirkwood doing with all of these physical difficulties.”

“He is loving his lady and expecting her not to tease him,” he replied squeezing my waist a mite harder than tenderly.

I laughed harder, all right, all right, I’m sorry, it’s just so hard to resist teasing you especially since you’re so perfect I hardly ever get the chance.”

“Alright princess, enough fun, here we are that stream you mentioned and I need to get some water. Go sit in the shade while Lilnaith and I refresh our selves.” He lifted me down effortlessly from my stallion and I took a blanket over to the trunk of a large tree and set up. A moment later Legolas came to join me, lying down with his head in my lap and I absent mindedly ran my fingers through his soft blonde tresses. He looked really tired so I suggested he rest for a while.

“You are exhausted from all the traveling you’ve been doing. “Quel kairna melamin (sleep well my love)”

“All right Lirimaer (lovely one)” he said softly in quiet acquiescence. And drifted off to slumber as I watched his open eyes glaze over.

Legolas woke up about an hour later. He turned to look at me and reached his hand up to my face and gently traced my eye-brows which I furrowed.

“ Legolas your eyes are really red you know.”

“Yeah I thought so by the way they itch.” he said and I guess in reaction started rubbing at them.

I pulled his hand down. “Don’t do that!” I scolded him. “You’ll make it worse” and I leaned over and gently as possible kissed each of his eyes. He gave me one of his slow sun smiles.

“You are one of the sweetest people I know and I love you.” I said

He looked at me seriously. “Diolla Lle, Merilamin (Thank you, My Rose).”

Then he moved to sit up, and brushing a kiss against my cheek said “Come lothamin (my flower)”

[softemerald]

great story!! please continue!

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OK- at least one chica liked my first fic and I was all happy and stuff so I'll post the last part if only for them, and finish it if they wish. And cool, since I was so happy (call me crazy if you like) I'll dedicate this fic to my reviewer softemerald! Hope you don't mind the shout out.

Oh, and feel free anyone else to tell me if you thought it ok cuz I want to get better at this and don't mind constructive criticism! Alright Enjoy!!

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“Excellent, I can’t wait for this ball tonight” Elrohir said to the recently reunited group as they walked down the corridor to the ballroom.

“Yes, neither can I,” said Legolas with a definitive look in Arwen’s direction.

“We’re all anticipating another of Lord Elrond’s balls” Aragorn interjected “The best of Rivendell when our people can come together to dance and sing. I’m looking forward to this time of togetherness as well.”

“Well, I’m not looking forward to helping with the cleaning and decorating said Arwen with a pout.”

“Awww, is the little princess afraid to get her hands dirty?” asked Elrohir with a laugh. “No my brother, if I recall correctly, it is always you who shirks your duties in similar respects, not I.”

“Oh, stop the bickering you two” Legolas said casting a meaningful but humored glanced at them.

“You’d think they were only 300 years old the way the go at it instead of 3,000” Aragorn added.

The troupe went merrily down toward the large spacious room where the ball was to take place that night in favor of the young elves safe return.

“Goodbye eldar, (male elves) I’ll go see if the ladies need any help with the outdoor food preparations” Arwen said.

“Tira ten` rashwe (be careful)” Legolas said to me as I left. Really, he can be so overprotective at times but I must admit that I love him for it.

“I will, have fun with the decorations guys. Namaarie (farewell)” I called and left.

“So Legolas what did you and my sister do after you left Estel and I?” Elrohir asked devilishly.

“None of your business Elrohir” Aragorn replied in Legolas stead.

The three went over to where some male elves were constructing intricately made wooden chairs.

“Greetings princes Legolas and Elrohir and Lord Estel” one of the workers said as they came over.

“We are here to offer our services” Legolas replied smiling. “Where do you need us?”

“But Prince Legolas, you are a guest, you should be resting in your rooms until the ball has been prepared not helping with the mundane task of setting up.” One of them replied looking concerned.

Legolas held back his annoyance at the suggestion of him resting in his rooms.

“Perhaps he is right Legolas” Aragorn said. You have been traveling all morning and then spending time with Arwen must have tired even an indestructible elf such as yourself.

“No Estel.” He replied rather tightly. I would rather stay to help. I had a short rest while I was with Arwen earlier.

“All right, you may start sanding the wood over there my Prince and Lord Estel and Prince Elrohir may cut the wood over there.” Said one of the stewards noticing Legolas expression as a dangerous one.

They got to work. Legolas was very efficient at his job but not too long into it he felt that annoying tickle start working through his nose. ‘Damn my sensitivity to dust, it is a weakness a warrior should not have to deal with’ he thought to himself, and deciding to ignore it continued working. But it was hard to concentrate on what he was doing when he could feel that all to familiar feathery feeling worming it way around his sinuses. And it was made worse by the pressure headache and burning in his eyes. He knew he was going to have to let go and sneeze or stop working and he really didn’t want to do either. Aragorn noticed his friends discomfort and tried to help.

“Legolas” he said. I worry for Arwen. Would you take a break from here to check on her for I know that she is often prone to misshap. Legolas, thankful for his friends intuition nodded and headed off.

As soon as he reached an empty hallway his allergies took hold of him and he started sneezing into his arm leaning against the wall.

Arwen on her way to the kitchens to get something heard an incessant muffled noise coming from one of the hallways. Her sensitive elf ears picked it up easily. She went toward the sound and saw the source, none other that her beloved Legolas turned delicately over himself trying to keep his violent exhalations as quiet as possible. She ran over to him. “Legolas, are you alright?’ she asked. Seeing as he was in no psition to answer her she took her hands and pressed her fingers against his neck right below his pointed ears and let her magic flow through to his throat and up to his sinuses and he stopped sneezing and looked at her.

“Arwen” he said his eyes streaming from irritation and his nostrils flaring as he tried to sniff back some of his body fluids. He knew he must look a mess and it embarrassed him further to have her rescue him from yet another allergy attack that day. “Thank you, I’m fine now.”

“No you are not!” Arwen said to him “ I just wanted to make sure you didn’t suffocate or something because the sneezing seemed to be claiming all of your air. Can you breathe better now?”

“Yes I’m a little better” he said looking into her eyes and trying to smile.

“I was sanding some wood and it started me up. I’m just glad I made it into the halfway before I, uh huh isssh”

“Oh goodness, this is bad Legolas. Why didn’t you stop sooner?”

“I” he gulped and tried to talk without sneezing again. “I couldn’t just huh! Just stop I hisssh, hisshoo, hiessh!” Arwen watched as the sneezing took him again. Finally it seemed to die down, allowing Legolas to breathe and look at me. His eyes were a little teary, and he still looked slightly dazed, seemingly expecting another explosion soon.

“I suppose I should have known?” Aragorn said suddenly

Both she and Legolas almost jumped little in surprise. Only Aragorn who had grown up with elves could sneak up on one so efficiently.

“I came out here fully expecting him to still be sneezing his head off and all I could offer is this hankerchief.” He said handing it to Legolas who promptly wiped at his eyes and nose before pocketing it.

“I like the look Legolas the red eyes and nose go well with that Elvish tunic you’re wearing”

“Don’t tease him Estel Arwen said with a glare.”

“You’re right Evenstar. Why don’t you take him up to your quarters and help him to rest a little before the ball later this evening. If he tries to go the way he is now he’ll probably put himself into a very compromising position.” He said and after procuring assent from each of them to his instructions, returned to help with the decorations.

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“Arwen en amin. (My lady)” Legolas said to her offering his arm.

She took it gracefully and together they went upstairs to Arwen’s chambers. Her rooms were very large and had a fabulous view of the many waterfalls and trees adorning the landscape of Rivendell.

“Your rooms are not only perfect for a princess they compliment your taste and beauty as well.” Legolas commented upon entering. “I always enjoy spending time here with you.”

“You flatter me my prince” Arwen said blushing

“You blush Arwen, am I making you uncomfortable?

“Oh, no it’s just…” as she went to finish her sentence Legolas crossed to her and took her into his arms. He reached a hand around her back and slowly undid her hair from its long black plate and let the soft wave fall down her back.

“Arwen, look at me… into my eyes.”

She did and smiled, the very sight of him warming her.

"Amin mela lle (I love you)."

Amaelamin (my love), from the moment I first laid eyes on you I thought I would never be able to look away, and believe me I haven’t, I never will.”

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My Legolas. So beautiful to me that it hurts sometimes to look at him. Every time he touches me I feel shivers run through my body. And when he says how much he loves me I can relax into his words because I know that he would never utter them idly.

His hands began to move slowly down my shoulders to my lower back and he pulled me to him. He kissed me slowly and tenderly on my mouth, just under my ears then my neck and gently reclined me on the bed. I ran my fingers through his hair and held his face in my hands briefly to look at my life-mate. It felt wonderful to stare into his eyes and see my own feelings reflected back through them.

We both began to undress each other slowly in no rush.

“You know Estel said for you to rest but I don’t think that that’s what you have in mind my love.” I said with a teasing grin.

“Never fear ammonia (dearest). When we are through I believe we both will be in need of rest.”

“And I have a surprise for you. Though I know that you never revel in my discomfort I can’t help but notice what seeing me in the midst of an allergy attack does to you so I brought this.” My Legolas then did a most unsuspecting thing. He reached into the pocket of his tunic that was lying beside us and pulled out a small cluster of flowers.

“The flower buds of Ethras I gasped. No, Legolas you can’t be serious! I remember the last time I saw you near one of those.” I said looking quizzically at him.

He grinned at me. “As do I love. We were young and playing in my father’s favorite garden. You picked up one and held it out for me to smell.”

“Yes, and you breathed in deep and started sneezing so hard. I remember. You sneezed for a week and my mother fussed at me over you for even longer than that. Put it away ammonia”

“I promise the reaction won’t be any where near that bad. I know how to please you and this is the way.”

“But Legolas really you’ll…”

“Shhh” he put his finger over my lips silencing me. “I promise no harm will come to me now hush.”

And he began to kiss me still holding the buds away from his face and I ran my hands over his seductively soft milky skin and began to enjoy my lover’s caresses. He tended to my whole body with his lips and hands.

But I knew how to tend to him as well. While he sent light fiery kisses along my collarbone I reached over and oh so softly touched one of his ears with my hand. I felt him freeze. I knew what he was about to put himself through with those flowers and I wanted to make sure he got as much enjoyment form our impending union as I knew I would. I started with his earlobe and slowly move up to the ultra sensitive tip. I heard him gasp and so I moved down and over so that I could continue pleasing him with my mouth. I trailed my tongue over his ear and sucked lightly on the tip grazing it with my teeth and enjoying the feel of his body now alive with passion under me. An elves ear is one of the most sensitive parts of their body and I knew it was driving Legolas crazy the way I was playing with his him. After I finished with that ear I moved over to his other one and moved so that my body lay across his. He was trying to concentrate on moving his hands seductively over my back but I could feel him halt more as his pleasure grew.

“Ammoina elen mírë (Dearest star jewel).” I heard him whisper and then with what I know was great effort. He took my waist in his hands and switched our positions so that I was once again beneath him. He started again his ministrations of my body. Touching massaging and kissing all over my body. Kissing my mouth and coaxing it open so that he could dance with my tongue. I felt my legs bend to encircle his body of their own volition. My whole self was throbbing with want. When he inhaled the scent from the flowers I was so lost in my pleasure that I didn’t even notice until I felt his sharp inhalation of breath because our stomachs were touching.

Heh Heht-shoo hiessh he sneezed lightly and delicately against my neck. I wasn’t fooled though I knew how hard he had to work to keep them that soft because his sneezing was usually so powerful and quick. Huh-Shoo! I smiled secretly knowing. While he was busy building up for his next sneeze I moved my body up and over a little and kissed him on the mouth. I felt him in my mind saying “Wait Arwen”. And as soon as I broke the kiss Hesshoo, hesshoo, uh huh heh- pause and then HiESSHhuh! very forcefully.

“Ugh, I think that one might have cleared my sinuses” he said smiling down at me. “Bless you. My poor baby” I said stroking his hair. He leaned down to kiss me some more and then rubbed his nose against my neck. I felt him pause at his rubbing and then huh-nnsh he stifled into my shoulder.

“Legolas” I reprimanded.

“Sorry Arwen sorry, I know it’s a dangerous habit.”

“Yes and one we are going to break.” I took the flowers from him and very delicately began to run them up the cleft in his nose over the bridge and back down over his nostrils. I could hear him inhaling softly. I carefully took the buds by its stand and held it under his nose. His eyes teared as his sensitive nose caught on to it. He inhaled sharply and I quickly put the flowers down, a split second later his eyebrows arched slightly and his nostrils quivered in expectancy before he exploded with a thunderous sneeze.“HA-EIISSSHH! Hissh hi-issh…”

We made the sweetest love in my rooms that day, and when it was over Legolas and I both drifted off in to an exhausted but peaceful sleep.

“Quel kaima, Ai Lirimaer (sleep well, Little Lovely One)” I heard him whisper before I surrendered to the sweet slumber of the elves.

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I awoke a little later and turned to look over at Legolas. He was half-asleep; his warm, relaxed body snuggled close to mine. There's so much light inside of him, so much warmth that it overwhelms me at times.

“Hey” he said holding me closer and gently rubbing his nose against mine. He brushed his lips against mine for a sweet sensual kiss. “Awake so soon?” he asked

“I should be saying the same to you” I replied sleepily. “I know you must be tired still after all the trouble you went through this afternoon.”

“Oh, like you’re so worried about me expending extra exertions since it was to your benefit.” He whispered to me smiling.

I turned to look at him seriously. “Legolas Greenleaf, you know that I care about your health more than anything else, I…”

Legolas stiffened and held his hand over my mouth gently but effectively silencing me. He slowly sat up and I watched his face. He seemed to be concentrating, hard. He was looking around the room. I know when he is set for battle and this was one of those times.

Legolas let go of my mouth and started dressing. What? What is it, Legolas what’s wrong? I asked him alert myself now”

“Shhh, he said to me. Get dressed, quickly.” I did as I was told. Knowing better than to question him.

He pulled out his two beautifully crafted knives and turned to me, “Get in your wardrobe and stay there Arwen until I come to get you out, don’t move no matter what you hear. Go now quickly!”

“I climbed in and sat down.

“Promise me you won’t move, he whispered fiercely.” then “Promise!” again when I didn’t answer.

“Alright” I said. As soon as I assented he closed the doors and I heard him bar them.

“But Legolas what…?” I tried to whisper to him through the thick oak doors.

“Úmëa (Evil)” He whispered back to me. I stayed silent.

Everything was so quiet, I would have doubted that anything was wrong but I trusted Legolas. And then I realized that the quiet was part what was wrong. I couldn’t hear any nature sounds, no insects or birds or even elves for that matter. Then…

Suddenly there was so much noise and commotion I couldn’t make out what was happening. It sounded as if an army had just burst through my door. I heard orcs shouting in their language, and the clanking of metal on metal, then glass breaking and wood falling and my heart was struck with fear for my love

“How can I just sit here I thought to myself when he is in danger?”

There was yelling and something screamed. “Oh Valar, Legolas I breathed and went to put my hand on the door of the wardrobe to open it when I remembered… “Get in the wardrobe and stay there Arwen until I come to get you out, don’t move no matter what you hear… Promise!”

Damn, I had promised not to move. I began praying in my native tongue quietly instead of trying to get out. Not that anyone outside could have heard me with all of the battling going on.

Then just as suddenly as it had started it ended. All was quiet again. I strained my ear against the closet trying to hear. After awhile I became painfully aware of my own breathing. Then I heard the door being unjarred from the other side and I steeled myself for battle picking up a stick from the back of the wardrobe. I who had been so eager to step outside before found myself despairing to see it open now so that I would have to face an unknown enemy alone. The door opened and there stood…

“Legolas! I yelled flying into his arms and hugging him as tightly as I could, weeping out of pure delight and relief. “Oh, sweet sweet my love I thought you dead or worse.”

“I’m alright Arwen” he said and he took hold of my shoulders to better position me so that he could look me over assuring himself that I was alright. I grabbed him in another hug and he uttered a soft “Ahh!” He winced away from me immediately holding his side.

I stepped back and saw theblood.

“Oh great Elda, arna est (you’re wounded) I exclaimed.”

“It’s not as bad as it seems,” he said but I could see the pain stressed on his face and I bent down quickly to better study the wound. He had been stabbed very deeply from the looks of it and there was a lot of blood. As I turned to see if there was anything I could use to stem the flow I noticed the orc bodies scattering the floor. Before I could scream Legolas pulled me up and hugged me tight.

“You must be strong Arwen for me” he said “Do not despair or be frightened I would let no harm come to you the enemy is slain do not mourn” I leaned into him and cried and cried until he was practically holding me up.

He picked me up in his arms grunting at the pain and put me down on the bed. “Hold on my love I am here with you.” I looked over at him, and then around the room and was instantly angry with myself. I did not have the right to fall apart when my love had been so brave. I noticed him holding his side and I sat up, quickly. How could I have forgotten his injury. Was I really so shocked by all of those dead bodies and the fact that my father’s kingdom was not quite as safe as I had believed.

He looked at me kindly and helped me to stand up. Legolas took his hand and with the delicacy of an artist wiped away my tears. “Thank you” I said. He looked at me a moment longer before collapsing into my arms. I lowered him to the floor as best I could and then yelled for help.

“Help me Legolas altalta en (collapsed)’

He looked so pale and helpless I almost couldn’t believe he had just defeated over 25 warrior orcs single handedly. I could hear Elves running from everywhere. They came in along with Aragorn who promptly picked Legolas up and carried him out. My father Lord Elrond ran over to me. “Arwen he exclaimed”

“Ada (Father) I said hugging him. He held me to him for along time.

“Are you alright?” he asked me. “I am, Legolas saved me and defeated all of these dwarfs by himself.

“Oh, ada I said and he held me as I broke down and cried in his arms. I would have rather it have been Legolas holding me and I looked at my father at the realization

“Ada, he is wounded so badly, he fought to protect our kingdom, you won’t let him die will you.”

“Of course not Arwen what are you saying, he is a prince and the future ruler of this kingdom.”

“Future ruler?” I asked puzzled.

“Of course. When you marry him he will be the leader of our people.” He beamed at me. I just hugged him again quickly and then ran off in search of my brave love.

To Be Continued~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[softemerald]

thanks anime! im a huge lotr fan...and i like these stories too! u've already written this much, so u might as well finish rite??