Story Summary:
When Legolas meets Aragorn's most unique and
desirable former lover, can he tame her wild heart or will he destroy
her spirit by a simple miscalculation of judgement?
Detailed sex but not too much smut. Sweet smut?
Tolkien purists: Forewarning - Deviated so far from the books it isn't
funny! And LACE? Never heard of it before I wrote this story.
Obviously, neither had Vanelossë or Legolas!
This story
was written a long time ago and posted before I discovered betas so
please forgive the mistakes. I have too many WIPs now to rewrite it.
Chapter 9
Bedroom Confessions
Afterwards, neither could move for a minute. When he finally caught his breath, he started to withdraw.
“Do not. Not yet.” She whispered.
Grabbing her around the waist, he pulled her so that she was sitting on
top of him with her buttocks resting on his knees. He began kissing her
tenderly.
“That was so…..” She said not quite sure how to finish that sentence.
He smiled and said, “Yes it was.”
“It has never been like that for me. Ever.” She whispered staring into his eyes intensely.
“Nor I. Vanelossë, what you did tonight, with your mouth, I have never
in all of my life felt anything so good. I have never had anyone do
that for me.” He exclaimed in awe.
“I am glad I was the first to do that for you. It makes it more
special. You were the first to do that for me as well.” She said softly.
“You are right, it does make it more special. But there was nothing
ordinary about tonight. It was more than just the physical. I feel so
connected to you.”
In spite of herself, she giggled, “I am sorry but connected is a funny word to use since we are literally connected.”
Smiling, he said, “Yes, you are right. But you know what I mean.”
“Yes, I feel the same way. I don’t know how to describe it but it just feels so right to be here with you like this.”
She kissed him softly and began to nibble on his bottom lip. When she stopped, he looked at her very seriously.
“Vanelossë, I am falling in love with you and it scares me.”
“Good. Because I have already fallen in love with you and I am scared
as well.” She said stroking his face. “Gerich velethen.” (You have my
love.)
As soon as she said, she was shocked and scared. She did not mean to
say it but it was too late now. Legolas looked a little surprised as
well. She realized that she was rushing it and started to say something
that would make it look as if she was not serious . Before she could
say anything, he grabbed the back of her neck pulling her to him as he
whispered “Meleth i guilen (love of my life)” and kissed her deeply.
She clung to him as tears ran down her face.
“Melethen (my love), why are you crying?” He asked softly.
“I do not know. I guess I am just overwhelmed right now. I mean this
all happened so fast and it is just so intense. They are happy tears
though. I guess I just feel like this is not me. I never put my heart
into any relationship before. I am just worried that you will break my
heart.” She explained.
“I will not break your heart.” Finally pulling her off him, he lay on
the bed and pulled her down beside him. Turning to face her, he kissed
her over and over again until her lips were tingling. He pulled away
from her slightly and smiled.
“Why are you smiling?”
“I guess I am not so elusive after all.” He laughed “But you are totally irresistible.”
She smiled. After a minute she said “Legolas, I do not what anyone to know about our feelings yet.”
“Why?”
“Because when people find out things like this, they tend to try and
get involved or give advice. This is so new to me and I don’t want to
have to worry about someone making me question this or you doubting me.
I just want to be together with you without anyone’s interference. I
mean earlier tonight you really hurt me and it was because of others
were involved that it ever got to be that way in the first place. I
just do not want to have our relationship known so that others will not
try and influence it.” She explained.
“I think I need to tell Aragorn at least. I mean I am staying in the
same house as him and I do not intend to sneak back there every
morning.”
“If you have to tell him, then do. But the twins and Lord Elrond do not
need to be involved. I doubt Arwen will ever speak to me again anyway
so I do not have to worry about her saying anything.” She sighed.
“Why would she never speak to you again?” He asked.
“The fact that she just found out that the love of her life and one of
her closest friends used to be lovers and have kept that fact from her
for decades might make her a little upset. I wish I had just told her.
Or he had. I mean, by the time I came back to Imladris, she had been in
love with him for years so I could not confess to her then. After some
time, it just seemed pointless. I had hoped she would never find out.
But then the other night she asked us if we knew each other, I did not
think it was a good time to say ‘Yes, we used to be lovers.’ Lord
Elrond never even knew.” She sighed.
“It kills me to think that you used to be his lover. Or anyone’s lover
for that matter.” Legolas said quietly. “But I am sure that she
understands like everyone else, he had a past life before her as well
as you had a past life before you and she got close.”
“And your past life?”
“What about it?”
Sitting up beside him, she asked, “Just tell me. How many hundreds of women have you made love to?”
“Hundreds?!?” He laughed, “Remember, I am elusive. If I had been with
hundreds of women, I do not think I would be considered elusive.”
“Elusive means you are difficult to get to bind yourself to them. Not how many lovers you have had.”
“Oh. Either way, there was nowhere near a hundred. Maybe twenty or more
but most were when I was very young. Since I have gotten older, I am
much more selective. You are the first in a very long time.” He said
reaching out and tracing her chin with his fingers. “I am scared to ask
because the one I know about drives me mad but how many others have you
been with.”
For a minute, she sat thoughtfully and then she started counting on her
fingers whispering to herself. He started feeling a little sick and
then he realized she was laughing.
”What is so funny?”
”That look on your face. No, I have not been with near as many as you
have. About ten total.” Straddling his chest, she whispered. “But none
were like you. None of them made me feel what I am feeling now.”
“And how are you feeling now?” He whispered back, stroking the outside of her thighs.
“Completely, totally, undeniably satisfied.” She leaned over and kissed him slowly. “And in love.”
Taking her face in his hands, he said, “Van, I must know something and
I am being completely serious. Were you ever in love with Aragorn?”
“No.” She looked at him intently. “I have never been in love before now.”
Pulling her down beside him again, they kissed for a long time before
they fell asleep in each other’s arms. It was late in the morning when
she woke up in a sun-drenched room. At some point during the night, one
of them had gotten up long enough to pull the covers over the two of
them He was laying on his stomach with his arm across her waist.
Pulling his hair out of his face, she watched him sleep. He was so
perfect; she couldn’t believe he was real. His long dark eyelashes were
in complete contrast to his blond hair and his deep blue eyes. He had a
beautiful face that made him innocent looking one minute and sensual
the next.
Right now, he slept peacefully and seemed to her like some creature of myth and legend discovered in a dream world, unreal and ethereal, free from any worldly cares. She turned slightly in his embrace to look at him and his lashes fluttered slightly. His lips looked so soft and sweet, she smiled. His back was bare because the covers had slid down to his hips. The muscles in his back and arms were like sculptured rock. He was not brawny but he was lithe and muscular. She could only see part of his behind so she lightly lifted the covers and admired the rest as well as the back of his legs. Looking back at his face, she was surprised to see his sleep-clouded eyes were open. She smiled as she leaned over and kissed him.