Here Comes Trouble.
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				Title: <strong>Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 08:42:21</strong>
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				Legolas sat in the tree, silvery blond hair gleaming in the leaf filtered sun. He was relaxed on his perch among the tree’s boughs; perfectly at ease being there. He was thinking about Haldir. The marchwarden confused him or rather his feelings bout the stern elf did. Yes, Haldir was very pleasing to his eyes and there was no doubt a lover would be safe in his arms but he was so cold in his manner; one might even call him hard. He lacked the warmth and lightness of heart that normally caught the Prince’s attention but some how he had managed to do so. It was bewildering to say the least.<br><br>This confusion was what had driven him into the tree; he thought best when he was sitting high in the branches; surrounded by the fragrant leaves; his ears filled with their whisperings. It was peaceful there and that peace was what he needed to help him shift through his feelings and thoughts. Sadly, it didn’t seem to be working at this moment; as hard as he tried, he couldn’t still the turbulence that was his emotions nor could he slow the thoughts that flowed through his mind like water through a sieve. The more he tried putting Haldir from his mind, the more firmly he became planted there. It irked the Sindarin Prince.<br><br>It wasn’t that he loathed Haldir; in fact he quite admired him. The marchwarden bore himself with quiet dignity; his confidence fairly oozed from his pores. He was strong and fleet; a skilled warrior and tactician. His was a commanding presence that demanded respect and struck fear into the hearts of his enemies. Others listened when he spoke for it was known he only spoke the truth; his words filled with undeniable facts only. Few would dare brush him aside as being ornamental or weak. Even Thranduil, someone renown for his temper, feared making him truly angry. Self doubt seemed to be something he never felt.<br><br>There was much to admire about Haldir and in Legolas’ case, envy. Thranduil, the king of Mirk, gave respect to the proud marchwarden that he denied his own son; a fact that left Legolas with feeling of resentment. He worked hard to please his father but not even becoming a warrior skilled in both long knives and the bow earned him his father’s respect. He hadn’t given up wanting that respect; he just gave up trying so hard to earn it. There were other things in life to work towards; happiness and acceptance being a few of those things.<br><br>Although he was very aware of his royal ranking as crown prince; Legolas didn’t think of himself as being above others. While he strived to conduit himself in a manner befitting a prince; he had a lightness of heart and a playfulness that often slipped past his control. This side of himself, when displayed in others drew him like a moth to flame. When away from home, he could frequently be found among those more common in rank, engaging in light banter, dancing or singing. He never, or at least rarely, got deep into his cups no matter how freely the wine flowed. He supposed he could consider himself well liked; he was greeted warmly by everyone he met who knew him and no doors had ever been closed in his face.<br><br>He knew he was considered attractive even by elven standards; more than a few had made their interest in him. Sadly, quite a few people clearly thought him nothing more than a pretty face; all honey with no substance. He was not sure which was worse; being thought as a piece of fluff or being seen as only royalty. He hated when people scraped and bowed to him; loathed it with every cell in his body. Shifting as there was a knob poking him in the spine, He wondered how Haldir viewed him. <br><br>Sighing as his mind returned to the tall elf that so often occupied his thoughts lately. Legolas wondered if they could be called friends. He didn’t think they could. He knew little about him if the truth be told. What he knew was mainly common knowledge and tidbits gleaned from the conversations they had. Despite his sternness and sometimes cold exterior, Legolas knew him to be kind and loyal. He was protective of his siblings whom he had raised. His likes and dislikes as well as his hopes and dreams were things a friend would know and for the most part, none of this was known to the disconcerted prince.<br><br>Letting out a groan, Legolas banged his head lightly against the tree’s trunk in a show of frustration; there was no peace coming to him this day and his restlessness had only grown for having sat so long. Climbing down to drop lightly on the ground, he was of the mind that if he couldn’t stop thinking about Haldir, he would do the next best thing and go bother him. Trying to get a rise out of the elf had become one of his favorite past times. He was due to return home soon and didn’t want to leave without at least once engaging in Haldir baiting.<br><br>A few minutes later, he spied Orophin and Rumil coming from the direction of their flet and called out to them, smiling as he waved. He began to jog over to them when he heard a roaring sound behind him and the smiling faces of the two brothers took on a look of horror; their eyes looking behind him. Hands going to his longknives as he assumed he was about to be attacked, Legolas began to turn but before he could see what was behind him, something slammed into him and then he felt himself lifted off his feet.<br><br>Heart pounding, Legolas could see nothing; all was black. All his ears heard was the roaring noise; it was loud but not deafening but complete in the way it caused him to become disoriented. He didn’t know up from down; hands outstretched in an effort to touch something, anything.&nbsp; He was spinning, dizzily; the sensation that he was also falling was strong. It seemed to last forever and he feared he was stuck in nothingness forever. <br><br>Just as suddenly as he was jerked from his feet, he was slamming into the ground; the impact knocking the air from his lungs. Closing his eyes against the overly bright sun high above him, he writhed, trying to breathe. Finally sucking in a lung full of salt scented air, Legolas sat up, looking around him with wide eyes. He was shocked beyond words to find himself sitting in white sand with the ocean’s waves crashing onto shore a few yards away. Jumping to his feet, he turned in a circle, seeing only the surf and sand stretching out on three sides with a treeline of palms and other tropical trees before him. Where in the Valar’s name was he and what type of magic had sent him there? <br><br>Needing to get out of the sun which shone warmer than what he was used too, Legolas headed for the trees; the shifting sand beneath his boots made the trek tiresome. Upon reaching the shade, he removed his boots and over tunic; sighing with bliss as a cool breeze wafted over his heated flesh. Leaning back against a tree, he thought about what he needed to do next. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 04:56:57</strong>
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				Haldir closed his eyes and smiled as he leaned back and relaxed, relieved that his brothers had finally left.&nbsp; He loved them dearly, but their constant bickering and then making up was simply getting on his last nerve.&nbsp; He felt so much older than his siblings, perhaps because he'd raised them.&nbsp; Since their parents had died when they were younger, he'd naturally stepped into the position of father, and even after Orophin and Rumil had grown well into adulthood, he seemed to have stayed there.&nbsp; Often, the golden elf wished he could laugh and play like his brothers did - or like his friend - or, rather, acquaintance, Legolas, who had taken to coming around now and then.<br><br>Although he was loathe to admit it, Haldir enjoyed his time with Legolas even though the younger elf was mischievous and laughed far too much for Haldir's tastes.&nbsp; At times, the Sindarian prince got on Haldir's last nerve as well, and at other times, ....well, his thoughts were were very nearly indecent.<br><br>He tried to push those thoughts away.&nbsp; Legolas was much too young and undisclipined.&nbsp; Not to mention he could most likely drive a balrog into having an anxiety attack if he had a mind to, so of course there could be nothing sexual between them.<br><br>Haldir was quite experienced sexually, though rarely with the same elf more than once.&nbsp; He found he got bored rather easily with some - and with others, the ones he really wanted a relationship with, they apparently got bored with him.&nbsp; He knew he was no life of any party, but he didn't know how to be any different.&nbsp; Shouldered with so many responsibilities at such a young age, he'd simply been too busy to learn how to court anyone he was interested in, or, in some cases, he seemed incapable of even carrying on a normal conversation.&nbsp; <br><br>All these factors had lead the marchwarden captain to live a quite solitary existence.&nbsp; Any visitors that knocked on the door of his talan were there purely for business....except for his brothers, of course, and Legolas.<br><br>He still had yet to figure out why Legolas came to see him, when nine times out of ten, he ended up ordering the prince to leave at once thanks to his all too tiring laughter and general merriment.<br><br>Legolas was, to use a human word Haldir thought rather apt, a very young, very annoying <em>whippersnapper.</em><br><br>Now.&nbsp; If only he could stop looking forward to the other elf's visits.&nbsp; And stop having such quite improper dreams about him.<br><br>Just as Haldir was about to doze off, he heard a loud noise just outside his talan.&nbsp; His first thought was that Rumil and Orophin had 'borrowed' some of Gandalf's fireworks and were foolishly setting them off in the middle of the Golden Wood.&nbsp; Jumping up from his couch, he stormed to the front door and flung it open, already growling his brothers' names.<br><br>He was met not by the sight of his beloved forest, but by...nothing.&nbsp; Pure darkness seemed to reach through his front door to surround him and the next thing he knew, he could barely breathe.&nbsp; He struggled uselessly, writhing through what felt like nothing more than thin air that was somehow trying to keep him immobile, drifting, uncontrolled, with no end in sight. <br><br>A short while later, he felt a jolt of pain race from his shoulder and neck all the way down his spine.&nbsp; It took him a moment to catch his breath, and look around him.&nbsp; He had no idea where he was....but this was no forest.&nbsp; And no place on Middle Earth he'd ever seen or heard of.<br><br>Standing up rather gingerly and rubbing his shoulder, he looked around wondered what he should do next.&nbsp; Though he water behind him looked cool and refreshing, Haldir barely gave it a second glance.&nbsp; Instead, he did what came naturally - he headed toward the forest.<br><br>After walking nearly half an hour, still thoroughly bewildered, sharp elven eyes saw something that looked familiar.&nbsp; Long, beautiful blond hair gently waving in the breeze from the other side of a large tree trunk.&nbsp; He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he'd had more than his fair share of dreams about that hair.&nbsp; <br><br>His steps quickened as he hurried toward the tree that hid the rest of the elf attached to the golden tresses.&nbsp; "By the Valar....Legolas?&nbsp; Are you hurt?&nbsp; Did you do this?&nbsp; Where are we and how do we get back?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 11:44:08</strong>
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				Legolas had barely begun to cool off from his trek up the beach, the light gossamer like fabric of his under shirt still clinging to his torso. He jumped to his feet in surprise at hearing Haldir’s voice but before he could do more than open his mouth the taller elf began firing off questions. He could understand Haldir’s wanting to know where they were and how they were getting back but the way he just seemed to assume that Legolas knew, irked the prince. How Haldir even thought this MIGHT be his doing just added to it. It wasn’t helped by the heat; going from the cool shade of Mallorn trees to this, what ever this was, was a test to even an elf’s sturdy constitution.<br><br>Tilting his head slightly, he looked at Haldir. “May hap you forget to whom it is you speak?” he said, feeling sarcastic. “I am not Elrond or Elladan for they have dark hair and I do not. It stands to reason that since my face is not lined with age that I am neither Gandalf nor Sauraman. So, my dear Marchwarden, might you tell me since I am none of those with magic, how I could possibly have any hand in our being here?” he said, raising an eyebrow.<br><br>He wasn’t normally so testy but he was worried as to why they were there as well as being hot. It only added to the fact that he now seemed to be alone with Haldir; the same person who had haunted his thoughts lately which was the last thing he wanted. Needless to say it was not his playful side showing at the moment. Realizing he was being unnecessarily hostile. Legolas let out a sigh. <br><br>“All I know is something sucked me up and dropped me here a short while ago; I didn’t even see what it was. I don’t have any idea of where we could be, why we are here or how we get back.”&nbsp; He said meeting Haldir’s eyes. He looked at Haldir a moment, eyes flickering over the familiar face and then he gave the other elf a saucy grin.<br><br>“So you think me magical? I am flattered; truly and utterly flattered. You think this without having even kissed me; I am better than I thought,” he chirped, making a kissing noise at Haldir before going to pull on his boots. “I don’t know about you, lover,” he said just because he thought it might get a rise from Haldir,” But this heat makes me rather parched; I am going to see if I can locate fresh water.”:<br><br>Smirking at Haldir, he waggled his fingers at him and ten disappeared into the trees. They spoke strangely but he could understand them well enough.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 06:54:44</strong>
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				Haldir was torn between amusement and wanting to bend Legolas over his knee and beat some sense into him at his little display.&nbsp; And kisses?&nbsp; Lover?&nbsp; Why he never...<br><br>"The day you can call me your lover will be the best day of your life," he growled to the retreating figure before him.&nbsp; "You should be so lucky!"<br><br>He sighed, thinking that someone was going to have to teach the younger elf some manners and, unless his father or Celeborn or someone willing to put up with his total lack of manners and respect came along, it looked like Haldir might be the one to do it.&nbsp; "Foolish young thing," he muttered under his breath as he followed the trail the other elf left behind.&nbsp; "Wait for me, Legolas.&nbsp; The last thing we need to do is get separated.&nbsp; If that thing comes back...Legolas?&nbsp; Where in a balrog's name have you gotten off too?"<br><br>The image of bending Legolas over his lap and turning his pert little ass a bright, glowing red was sounding better with every passing moment.&nbsp; "Legolas!&nbsp; Come back here!&nbsp; There's no guessing what might live in these forests and..."&nbsp; He could no longer even hear the leaves rustling.&nbsp; "Legolas!&nbsp; Get your backside back here this very instant!&nbsp; I'm not going to....LEGOLAS!"<br><br>Stomping (quite unelegantly) through sand and strange, long leaves that had fallen to the ground, Haldir spotted Legolas up ahead.&nbsp; That elf was going to make him go gray, he was sure of it.<br><br>"You are about as magical as that rock at your foot and, it is impolite to call me your lover when I have never laid a hand on you," was about all he could manage as he struggled to walk through the sand with even a little grace.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 06:46:02</strong>
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				Baiting Haldir was always so much fun and this time was no different. Legolas was struggling to hold in his mirth as he listened to the ranting elf make his way towards him. Guided by the trees, Legolas did not have to go far into the jungle before his nose located the small pool of fresh water that was fed by an underground spring. It was no where large enough to bath in but it still held ample water.<br><br>He scouted a short distance around it and then peeled off his shirt. He was sweaty and did not like the way it felt as it dried. After quenching his thirst, he scooped up handfuls to splash over his torso.<br><br>"But you want to lay a hand on me, don't you, Haldir?" Legolas asked in a sultry voice, very aware of the provocative pose he held. He was enjoying his teasing of the march warden as was curious to his reaction to being teased more boldly. "You want to lay more than a hand on me, don't you?" he asked, lips twitching. "I would guess you protest so loudly as you know this body is yours only in the dreams that leave you feeling sticky.<br><br>Bending to gather more water, he dribbled it over his chest, moaning his pleasure at its coolness on his heated flesh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 21:38:24</strong>
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				Haldir finally caught up with Legolas and glared at the younger elf.&nbsp; It was almost as if he'd been reading his mind, but no, of course, Legolas was only teasing.&nbsp; He had a way of working himself beneath Haldir's skin, finding his last nerve, then stomping all over it.<br><br>The elder elf smiled and moved closer to Legolas, trailing one hand down the middle of his chest.&nbsp; Two could play at this game, he thought, but then....as soon as he touched him, it didn't feel quite so much like a game any more.&nbsp; Still, he managed to smirk and get close enough without touching Legolas anywhere but his chest to finish what he'd started.<br><br>He leaned in, his face merely a hair's breadth from Legolas's and then moved forward, until his lips were just over the tip of the elf's ears.&nbsp; He pursed his lips and blew lightly over the sensitive point.&nbsp; "Oh, aye, there have been dreams of my hands on you," he agreed, his voice lower and softer than normal.&nbsp; "Dreams where I undress you, arrange you so beautfully on all fours before me..."<br><br>He leaned back and narrowed his eyes as they met Legolas's.&nbsp; "And I beat the perky little arse with the backside of a hairbrush until you won't be able to sit down for a month in the impossible, but oh-so-longed-for quest of shutting you up so I can have one moment's peace!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 13:12:11</strong>
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				Teasing Haldir had never been so much or so arousing. The hand on his chest much better than he would have ever thought. He couldn't help but shiver when that silky voice flowed over his ear, filling his fertile mind with images he didn't dare linger on. He decided the other elf was playing dirty when blew in the tip of his ear; although it took him a bit to clear his mind enough to come to that conclusion. <br><br>Legolas didn't try hiding the fact he was hard. It would have been impossible with how tight his leggings were so he played on it instead. "Oh you are good, I will give you that." he purred, stepping close so he could press his erection into Haldir's hip as he leaned to whisper in his ear. "All those sweet words got me all fired up but its really too bad that the closest you're going to get to my perky little arse is in your dreams." he cooed, just before flipping the older elf's nose with his finger.<br><br>He turned in such a manner that his hair flew out to hit Haldir in the face and moved away with a smirk. Picking up his shirt, he put it on and then picked up his tunic. "You might want to pay less attention to my arse and more to the tracks all about this watering hole; there have been at least two large felines drinking here in the last few hours. Don't know about you, but I think I will make a shelter further away." he stated as he strode off, head cocked so he could hear the trees better.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 15:09:59</strong>
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				Haldir, who had been quite self-satisfied only moments before, was now fuming.<br><br>He was torn between wanting to do two things - walk in the other direction and build his own shelter, and let the ridiculous elf in front of him fend for himself, or simply throw Legolas down on the ground, crawl on top of him and show him who was in charge around here.<br><br>Either way, he was fairly certain Legolas's father wouldn't be pleased with him.&nbsp; In the name of friendship, he took a deep breath and counted backward from one hundred.&nbsp; He was at 20 when he finally was able to breathe easier and had caught up with the younger elf.<br><br>"I saw the tracks.&nbsp; I also saw the tracks of something quite large and I do not even want to speculate on its species.&nbsp; You may be young and spry and full of yourself, but you are also a spoiled little child and have no idea how to fight like even the greenest marchwarden.&nbsp; So...while yes, your arse is quite perky, I find that I could vastly improve its looks if I were to turn you over on my knee and redden it with my hand, or a nice green hickory stick."<br><br>Without missing a single beat, he reached out, took Legolas's arm and pulled him closer, making a wide circle around a darker part of their small trail they'd been following...the part Legolas had been heading straight towards.&nbsp; "Sand trap," Haldir sighed.&nbsp; "See what I mean?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 14:58:10</strong>
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				Legolas was tempted to remind Haldir that while he might be younger, he was no fool and perfectly capable of taking care of himself. Why the other elf insisted on thinking he was helpless or maybe stupid, he didn't know. It annoyed him but he said nothing as he found being so close to the other elf meant he got a lung full of how good he smelled, slightly sweaty but with an underlying scent that was all Haldir.<br><br>"My hero," he purred, rubbing against the older elf like a cat; letting his hands brush over places he wasn't sure wouldn't get him punched. "You saved me and I don't know how I can ever repay you?" he said, batting his eyes. He wanted to laugh, thinking females could be so silly at times. He had seen them act like this and each time he had rolled his eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 00:19:30</strong>
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				Haldir's face flushed and his eyes grew dangerously dark.&nbsp; He had no idea what it was about the elf before him but he had the ability to make him as hot as a tick on a balrog without even trying.&nbsp; <br><br>Perhaps that was the problem, a part of him reasoned.&nbsp; Legolas didn't even have to try and he made Haldir do stupid, ridiculous things, things he would never do in front of anyone else.&nbsp; So many other elves had thrown themselves at him, and he'd either ignored or used them, but Legolas.....well, he didn't know what in Gandalf's name the other creature wanted from him.<br><br>Without giving him time to rethink his actions, he grabbed Legolas by the hair, held him still and pulled him forward.&nbsp; Their lips met in what started out as an angry kiss to shut the younger elf up, but slowly turned into something softer and sweeter when he got a good taste of him.<br><br>Oh, hell....he hadn't meant to do that at all, he thought vaguely, though he didn't pull away from the kiss.&nbsp; Instead, his other arm wrapped around Legolas's waist and held him even closer.&nbsp; Well.&nbsp; Alrighty then.&nbsp; That hadn't been the plan either.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 01:47:56</strong>
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				Legolas' eyes widened when his hair was grabbed and he was pulled up short. He was sure he was about to be yelled at and steeled himself against it.. only it wasn't yelling that Haldir had in mind. Being kissed had never entered his mind although he didn't mind it or at least he wouldn't have had it not clearly been meant as a punishment.<br><br>Having his lips smashed against his teeth hurt so he pushed at Haldir's shoulders in an effort to get him to stop but as it softened; becoming less the punishment and more an enticement, he stopped trying to get away. He realized this was why he had been pestering the older elf. He had wanted Haldir to notice him as a sexual being. <br><br>Hands now grasping the Marchwarden's shoulders in an effort to pull him closer, Legolas began kissing back hungrily. When the kiss broke, Legolas' eyes were darkened and he was panting lightly. Running one hand up to gently play with the tip to one of Haldir's ears, he smiled at him.<br><br>"Took you long enough but maybe there is hope for you yet, Marchwarden," he murmured softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 14:23:11</strong>
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				Haldir, appalled at what he'd just done, simply stood staring at Legolas.&nbsp; His lips were still tingling, he was still holding the younger elf close and Gods....Haldir was actually smiling back at him.&nbsp; He felt....giddy.&nbsp; Distinctly unlike himself.<br><br>His hands rested on the small of Legolas's back, rubbing gently and for some reason he felt a fluttering sensation in his stomach.&nbsp; He'd just kissed this too-young, too-annoying elf wth more passion that he'd ever kissed anyone before in his life.&nbsp; <br><br>And he didn't regret one moment of it.<br><br>"This is what you wanted all along?" he asked soflty, leaning into Legolas's touch on his ear.&nbsp; "Why didn't you just come out and say so, rather than finding my very last nerve and jumping all over it?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 14:21:12</strong>
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				Haldir looked good with a smile. Legolas very much enjoyed seeing it on his face; he couldn't remember ever seeing him when he didn't look stern or angry. It looked good on him and he vowed to see Haldir smiling more often; much more often.<br><br>"Did you see me pestering anyone else as I have you?" Legolas quipped, raising a questioning eyebrow at the older elf. That he was just now understanding that he had baited Haldir because he desired him wasn't something the Marchwarden needed to know so he kept that tidbit of news to himself. <br><br>"I would have thought you would have caught on before now, oh ancient one. As much fun as it was seeing your eyes like with fire and smoke come out of your ears, I must admit the expression you wear now is also very pleasing to my eyes," Legolas said, moving his hand down to cup Haldir's cheek, his thumb gently running over the cheekbone beneath it.<br><br>"The question to be asked now is do you think you can handle me. I am like a young stallion with high spirits, only one with the right touch will ever win me," he murmured softly, half in jest but half serious as well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>15-12-2010, 01:05:18</strong>
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				Haldir drew back just a little and studied Legolas's face seriously for moment, his smile turning into a thoughtful frown.&nbsp; "Oh, I can handle you, little one, but the question is, do I want to?"<br><br>He kept a firm hold on the younger elf with one arm and lifted his free hand to trace his fingertips over the lovely face before him.&nbsp; He would be a fool to pass up a chance with this elf, he knew, but he didn't want to seem overly eager.&nbsp; And taking on a new lover here, where the gods only knew they where, was something else to worry about.&nbsp; Not to mention all the training and taming and....<br><br>Lovemaking and touching and kissing and...<br><br>Haldir blinked and his smile returned.&nbsp; "If you will promise to listen to me, to stop your incessant chatter, and do everything I ask, then I will show you pleasure like you have never known, Legolas," he finally offered.&nbsp; "I will never seriously hurt you, but I guarantee you, your backside will be red as often as not, and you will learn to use your mouth for things besides talking."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>15-12-2010, 22:36:29</strong>
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				Legolas quite like being where he was and made no move to pull away when the kiss ended. He was far from some fragile thing that needed to be protected but he couldn't deny that the strength he felt in Haldir's arms felt good; safe even. His blue eyes were almost soft as he gazed back at the Marchwarden; his fingers still playing gently along the other elf's jawline.<br><br>A frown appeared to wrinkle his brow as Haldir continued to speak. He had let the comment about possibly not wanting to handle him go unanswered but when spankings and obedience was brought up, he pulled back with a stunned expression.<br><br>"Are you saying you want to beat me and make me your slave?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow. " If you are, all I have to say is that you must have hit your head hard at some point if you think I am going to agree to that!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 22:46:57</strong>
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				Haldir gave Legolas a half smile and shook his head.&nbsp; "I'm not going to beat you.&nbsp; Trust me...you'll learn to like a nice red backside now and then, and you won't be my slave.&nbsp; You'll just learn to listen to me....and you'll grow up a bit.&nbsp; You're spoiled rotten Legolas, and on this island, you won't be treated like a prince, I can tell you that much.&nbsp; You can't go running off into the woods when you're angry or making noise when you want something."<br><br>He held up one hand to silence the younger elf before he could argue.&nbsp; "You are a great warrior, Legolas, and you are unmatched in skill with a bow, but I have been a marchwarden far longer than you have even been alive, and my job is to protect....well, it was to protect the Golden Wood.&nbsp; Now it apparently is to protect you."&nbsp; He leaned in and let his thumb rub lightly over the other elve's lips.&nbsp; "I am just proposing we have a bit of fun while doing it.&nbsp; Unless you'd rather have an equal partnership?&nbsp; Is that what you crave, my young one?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 01:40:37</strong>
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				Other than Haldir naked and wrapped around him like a blanket, Legolas wasn't sure what he wanted. The thought of being bent over the Marchwarden's lap being paddled was as exciting as it was loathsome. He was always being told what to do; how to dress, how to conduit himself as was proper for a prince as well as a thousand other things his father thought proper for any son of his.<br><br>Looking up into eyes as blue as his own, Legolas searched Haldir's face. "What I want is someone who cares for me; not as a son or a prince. That is all I have ever been; Thranduil's son or Mirkwood's crown prince. What I crave is just to be Legolas; to have someone look at me and see beyond my face to the elf within. I confess I have little experience when it comes to the pleasures of the flesh; I trusted noone to truly show me for fear my father would find out it isn't the soft form of a female I desire. I trust you for you don't see me as something to be used for personal gain and I need not fear you will fall in the face of my father's wrath should he discover we are lovers."<br><br>Eyes locked to those of the older elf's, Legolas drew the thumb playing over his lips between his teeth to gently bite it. "I am not sure exactly what it is you are suggesting but I am willing to find out. I want you, Haldir. I think I always have though I knew not until now." he said in a soft but sure voice. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 20:35:29</strong>
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				As Legolas spoke, Haldir felt as if he were seeing the other elf for the first time.&nbsp; Legolas had previously had been an annoyance...but Haldir had to admit he'd always felt a bit of lightheartedness whenever he saw that sweet, smiling face and long, flowing locks that were just a shade darker than Haldir's own.&nbsp; <br><br>He licked his lips and caressed the side of the younger elf's face.&nbsp; "Legolas....I see you, I <em>want</em> you.&nbsp; Not the prince, not Thranduril's son.&nbsp; Just the sweet, kind, amusing, lovely elf I have always known....but am only now really seeing. I will show you everything, I will take care of you, and if we ever get out of this place, I will proudly tell your father that I care deeply for you, and that we are lovers."<br><br>Haldir moved closer and kissed the corners of Legolas's mouth.&nbsp; "I think he would approve," he continued, lips lingering over the other elf's, free arm pulling him closer.&nbsp; Their lips finally met and Haldir's tongue slowly delved inside.&nbsp; "You won't regret accepting my proposal," he murmured.&nbsp; "Or accepting me.&nbsp; I promise."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 14:53:28</strong>
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				Hi....It's been a while since there's been a post to this game so I figure it's on it's last legs.&nbsp; I'm going to take it off my book marked list.&nbsp; If you ever want to pick it up again, just let me know. :)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Here Comes Trouble.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 01:20:57</strong>
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				I have been in and out of the hospital. First I came down with Pneumonia, then my son had to go in for appendicitis, followed by my sister who had to have her gall bladder removed. I had her kids until her husband came back from a business trip over seas. Next my mother had stroke and then my came down with what the doctors thought was a staph infection but come to find out it was just a severe allergic reaction to a new cologne. It only took them a week to learn that. When it rains it pours. Let me know if you wish to continue.&nbsp; 
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