Title & Chapter Number: Prince Legolas And The Lord 1/1
Author(s): - Author's Index
Fandom: Tolkien
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own Legolas, Celeborn, or any other recognizable parties. I do own this story, and it may not be used without my permission.
Warnings: Slash/PWP
Betas: Alex
Cast: Legolas Greenleaf/Celeborn
Timeline: LotR AU
Spoilers: Nope
Summary: Celeborn wants to deflower a sweet elf prince. And the sweet elf prince wants to be deflowered.
Notes: I love Legolas and I love Celeborn, so this makes sense to me. Thanks to Alex for betaing this!
Young Prince Legolas was swimming in the pond behind the castle when the lord stepped onto its banks. He studied the smooth elven body enviously, seeing the prince's muscles flex and ripple as he moved through the water. The elf boy was truly a wonder to behold. It was no wonder his father was so proud of him.
The lord waited as the elf came swiftly to the surface, flinging his long, gorgeous blond hair behind his head, where it stuck to his back because he was damp. Droplets of crystal clear water slid down the boy elf's neck and over his nipples. The lord felt his cock twitch in his pants, and he had no robes on to hide the reaction. Surely the prince would notice his desire.
The lord waited as Legolas froze, suddenly aware that he was not alone. Slowly turning his head to the side, he smiled carefully as his eyes fell on the majestic elf standing on the shore. "Lord Celeborn," he said in his soft, beautiful voice. "I did not think anyone else knew of this place, save myself and my father."
Celeborn laughed. "It was your father who told me I may indulge myself in the beauty of the glade, young prince," he said musically. "If you wish me to go…" The young elf shook his head and smoothed his hair back over his deliciously tipped ears.
"No, of course you can stay, Lord Celeborn. I would be honored if you stayed." At that moment, the elf prince's eyes strayed to the much older elf's groin. Seeing the fabric stretched tight there, he drew in an excited breath. He had spent the previous night, the night of the elf lord's arrival, locked in his chambers with torrid thoughts of the glorious lord's body on top of him. He wasn't guilty of his feelings, he just never thought a lord like Celeborn, who had such a beautiful wife and an equally beautiful captain to look after him, would be interested in a naïve little elf princeling like him.
Celeborn noted the flush that spread over the young elf's cheeks as his eyes wandered downwards. He took great pleasure in making him blush like a giggling human girl. Already thinking of ways to deflower the virgin prince, Celeborn slid his fingers into the waistband of his trousers and slid them off in one fluid motion, giving the elf a perfect view of his nude body. Legolas swallowed and suppressed a moan. He was the son of a king, he would not moan like a common whore.
But he wanted to when he looked at Celeborn. Oh, he wanted to so very badly. He sighed in disappointment as the lord stepped into the water, obscuring Legolas' view of his lovely naked body. The lord winked at him. "Don't worry, my sweet princeling, you will be writhing in pleasure soon enough." Legolas gasped as the older elf leaned down and abruptly took his mouth, his tongue seeking places virgin to the touch of another. Legolas had been kissed before, but never like this, no, never like this.
Legolas brought his arms up around Celeborn's neck and kissed him back as best as he knew how, which he felt wasn't very good. He distracted himself from his less-than-satisfactory kissing ability by taking the clasp out of the elf lord's hair and throwing it to shore. Celeborn lifted the boy elf against him and kneaded his pert little ass with his hands. Legolas was a delicate little morsel, and Celeborn thought he would be delicious.
Realizing that Legolas was forgetting how to breathe, Lord Celeborn ended their kiss and moved over to lay Legolas on the riverbank. He could have stared at the princeling for a thousand years like that, spread out on the green grass, shaded by the trees, his blond hair tangled in ropes, his cock hard and beautiful. Celeborn was hard too, but he wanted to drive Legolas crazy before he took his own pleasure.
"Lay back and enjoy this, my elfling," he murmured, spreading Legolas' thighs with his hands. His hair fell over the prince's perfect skin as he began to lick that lovely cock in front of him. Legolas couldn't keep himself from crying out loud when Celeborn's mouth touched him. Haldir had told him that male elves liked it when their cocks were sucked, but he didn't think anyone would ever do it to him. His young, healthy body responded vigorously, and he bucked his hips up into Lord Celeborn's mouth.
"Yes, my sweet prince, that's it," Celeborn hissed, swallowing Legolas' cock, wanting him to come in his mouth. Legolas was writhing as Celeborn sucked him and reached a hand up to touch his balls. He felt an exquisite pressure unlike anything he'd experienced before. He'd touched himself, but by the Valar, it had never been like this!
"Oh, my lord!" Legolas cried, fucking Celeborn's mouth as he came in sweet spurts. Celeborn swallowed everything Legolas offered, licking the little elf clean when he was finished coming. Legolas blushed a bright crimson when he realized what he had just done with the lord of Lothlorien. Even his ears burned at the tips.
Celeborn chuckled. "Don't worry, Legolas. I greatly enjoyed that. Now…" He took Legolas' hand and placed it on his erection. The prince's eyes widened as he gently stroked, feeling how soft the skin covering the hard shaft was. He turned big blue eyes to Celeborn.
"Do you want me to…?" He dipped his head to lap at Celeborn's erection, and Celeborn moaned softly, but pushed the young elf back up.
"While that would be wonderful, my sweet prince, I would like to be inside you more. Would you permit me?" Celeborn leaned forward and kissed his elf boy, sucking on his hot little tongue. Legolas was breathing hard again, and his cock was quickly hardening. He nodded and pulled on Celeborn's shoulders, laying on his back and pulling the lord of Lothlorien on top of him. Celeborn's throat went dry as Legolas begged to be fucked.
"Wanton little elf," Celeborn purred, rubbing his hard cock against Legolas' pretty stomach. He reached for his pants with one arm, grabbing a tube out of the back pocket. He'd come here with the intention of seducing the young prince, and he was going to make it as good as he possibly could for him. He smeared the stuff from the tube on his fingers and slid his hand between him and Legolas to probe the younger elf's entrance.
They continued like that for several minutes, Celeborn distracting Legolas with kisses and caresses while he stretched him in preparation. Legolas groaned, partially in pain and partially in pleasure, as Celeborn slid one finger all the way inside and found his prostate gland. He wanted the elf lord inside him now! He told Celeborn so. Celeborn was happy to oblige.
The elf lord could barely control himself as he pushed into Legolas' hot, wanting body. Legolas wrapped his legs around the older elf's waist and pushed against him until he was buried to the hilt. When Celeborn began to thrust, Legolas had to cry out every time, his lips parted and his eyes closed, his face flushed and his body trembling as he moved closer to ecstasy. The friction of Celeborn's strong abs on his cock was quickly driving him to the edge. Celeborn felt the tension in his body, and just befo re they both came, he captured the prince's lips in a searing kiss.
"Melui tithen caun [sweet little prince]."
~*~*~*~
January 17, 3019, in the Third Age of Middle Earth
The Fellowship had come to Lothlorien. Legolas felt a great weight in his heart. But as Lord Celeborn descended the dais with his beautiful wife Galadriel, Legolas felt the weight lift.
Lord Celeborn stared at him and then subtly winked. Legolas' face flushed and he got hard. Thank the Valar for his long tunic.
He would know great pleasure this night in Lothlorien.
~End~
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