Drabble four

The longest one yet - for trinityhelix!

Admissions

Legolas’ cries echoed throughout the talan, growing louder as his torment increased. He was pinned to the bed by the well-built Marchwarden of Lórien, who stared down at him with a wicked grin.

“Do you yield?” he asked, never stopping his actions.

“Never!” Legolas gasped, writhing as he tried to get away. “Oh Valar, Haldir, please stop!”

“No,” came the simple reply. “First you must yield.”

“I will not!”

Haldir shook his head. “Oh Legolas, you do disappoint me,” he sighed. “I had thought you to be an intelligent elf. It seems, however that we must do things the hard way.”

With that, he moved further down the Princes’ body.

Legolas was horrified.

“Ai! Oh! Oh no! Haldir please, have mercy!”

The warden looked up, smirking.

“Then do you yield?” he asked again.

“Yes, yes, I yield,” the Prince cried out. “Just stop!”

Haldir laughed.

“As you wish!”

Gracefully he moved off of Legolas, a look of triumph on his face as he twirled the arrow in his hand, the long while feathers moving away from Legolas’ most private area.
“You will not disagree again, I take it?” he said to Legolas, who was breathing heavily.

“No,” the prince responded. “You are right. Lórien feathers are far more ticklish!”

The End

Drabbles five and six

This was supposed to be one drabble for ford_of_bruinen but it turned into two!

Silver and Gold

The Golden Wood they call it, yet truly, it is not so. The trees themselves are silver - but it is the leaves that are gold and are their crowning glory.

Just like us.

I may do much of the work, overseeing the running of the realm and its defenses, which I know does not go unnoticed, but what you do is something else altogether.

You are the light by which we see, the golden crown that I would be nothing without. I am the moon to your sun; my own light comes from that which you give.

Only you can heal the wounded with but a thought, or calm the fearful with a simple smile. Only you could have charmed a people not your own and become accepted as their Lady.

I do not know what I did to deserve your love, but am eternally grateful for it. I hope you always know that you alone hold my heart and soul and that I love you with all that I am.

The End

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The Sun and the Moon

I see you, the way you smile at me, the adoration and love that never
leaves your eyes. It never fails to warm my heart, but I wonder, do you know that your feelings are returned? I fear sometimes that I am too aloof and that you have cause to doubt my heart.

Never doubt it, my love. You are so humble, not seeing your own greatness, only mine. But I see, I know what lies behind your outward calm.

A brilliant mind; whose strategies have saved us time and again. A compassionate heart; always thinking of your people. A beautiful soul; that has a connection to the Earth I can only dream of.

If you are indeed the moon to my sun, then it is your light that shines brightly in the dark and leads us through the night.

You are my strength, my light and I love you.

The End

Drabble seven

This one is for sildil - enjoy!

Wishes

He stared out at the green trees, dense and thick, protecting the stone-hewn fortress he sat in. He knew that, even with the encroaching shadow at the edges, it was safe here and would always be, though the journey home would be perilous. He grinned, it was tempting to just stay - he'd waited so long for this.

The door opened and he heard soft footsteps come up behind him. Gentle
arms slipped around his waist and he sighed happily, leaning back.

"What are you thinking about?" A voice whispered softly in his ear.

"I was just wishing I could stay here, even though it is impossible," he replied.

His lover laughed. "You said that about us once, yet here we are! All things are possible, but often it takes time."

He grinned, "Aye, you are right! I can wait, though I do have another wish."

Green eyes sparked in amusement at this. "Oh? And what would that be?"

"That we make many memories to last us until that day comes."

Thranduil laughed, scooping Rúmil into his arms and carrying him to the bed.

"Now that, my love, is a wish I can grant right now!"

The End.

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On a side-note, I'm viewing five more properties tomorrow - wish me luck! We're driving to Kent as soon as I finish work!