Title & Chapter Number: Finding One's Roots 13/38
Author(s): - Author's Index
Website: Heather Lynn's Page
Fandom: Tolkien
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of J R R Tolkien, the Tolkien Estate and Tolkien Enterprises. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings: SEX!!!
Betas: None
Cast: Legolas/OFC
Timeline: FotR AU
Spoilers: FotR Perhaps
Summary: This story begins in the year 3019 (S.R. 1419). The Ring is destroyed and Sauron has been overthrown. Théoden has been laid to rest. The Hobbits, Aragorn, Gandalf, the Lord and Lady of Lórien and their people, and Master Elrond and his people have departed Isengard. Legolas and Gimli have gone their own way to Fangorn Forest.
Notes: While writing this, I followed the Tolkien's books and the two movies and made up a few things as well. My timeline does not coincide with the books, only to try to keep things short! I hope the translations are correct, if not please email me so I can make any necessary repairs. I hope to add drawings soon, having just moved I will need some time. I hope you enjoy my first fan fic I've ever written, please let me know what you think! This fan fic was also part of the www.haldir-lives.org Fan Fic Challenge.
They began to arrive mid-afternoon. It took several hours before everyone was set up with lodging. Haldir and Lirimaer were set up next to Jelena and Gimli was across the hall next to Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel. After everyone was settled, Thranduil summoned everyone to the Upper Halls. Thranduil sat at the end of the longest table with Legolas at the other end. Thranduil had changed the seating arrangements to which Legolas was not at all pleased. To the left of Legolas, his father had placed Galadriel. To the right was one of Thranduil's advisors. Haldir, Lirimaer, Gimli and Jelena were all separated from each other at the table next to the King's.
Jelena sat in silence and picked at her food. No one wished to speak to her. The same was for Gimli. In fact, the elves on either side of him had moved their chairs and settings as far as possible from him. Gimli didn't seem to mind either way. Haldir was stuck in the middle of two of the advisors' wives, who did nothing but stare and smile at the handsome elf. And Lirimaer! Poor Lirimaer was next to Maeldir, who made it a habit of touching her in some way all night.
Jelena was pushing her roasted venison around her plate when something bounced off her forehead. It was a pea. She looked around the table. Another one bounced off her plate and went into the water glass of the elf next to her. She giggled, making the elf next to her turn and look. She gave Jelena a polite nod and took a sip from her water, turning back to her food. Another pea flew in her direction and went down the front of her dress. She followed the direction from which it came. Haldir sat there looking up at the ceiling, playing with his fork. He glanced over at her and grinned. Jelena burst out laughing, making everyone look at her. She quickly stopped. "Excuse me," she said, clearing her throat, and gave Haldir the evil eye.
Jelena looked over at the other table at Legolas, who was smiling at her. He had heard her laughter and looked over. She was looking in Haldir's direction and Haldir was grinning at her. Legolas was wondering what was going on when Jelena turned and looked over at him. Her eyes were sparkling and her smile was from ear to ear. He noticed that she had a dimple on her left cheek. He wished that he were with his friends.
Galadriel put her hand on Legolas'. "She is a sweet girl," she said. "She has a difficult road ahead of her. But all things will work out for her in due time. I am glad you here for her, Legolas."
Legolas asked, "What awaits her? Is it anything that can be prevented? She has been through so much already."
"There is nothing you can do but let it run its course. I cannot tell you any more. Follow your heart, Legolas. Don't always follow what others think is right." This startled Legolas. He gave Galadriel a questioning look. He knew she could see things that were in the future. What did she know?
After the meal was over, everyone went into the adjoining chamber for wine and music. Legolas found his friends and took them to a nook against a far wall where they could sit and talk. Jelena saw someone standing in the shadows near them, watching them. She quietly pointed it out to Legolas. Legolas got up and took the stranger from behind. It was Dornion. "What are you doing here?" Legolas asked.
"I am curious about the girl. I am not like my parents. She is my brother's daughter."
"Then come have some wine with us!" Legolas clapped him on the back and led him to the table. He introduced everyone and sat down. Jelena smiled sheepishly at Dornion. "Jelena knows who you are, Dornion, and your parents. She guessed it when we saw you earlier today."
"Jelena, I am sorry that you were not received by your relatives," Dornion said. "I am troubled that your grandmother, Giliathien, will not accept you. Your grandfather, Berendil, I believe would if your grandmother would let him." He took hold of Jelena's small hand. "I wanted to come and welcome you."
Jelena was so happy that she jumped from her seat and embraced her uncle. "Thank you, Uncle Dornion!" Dornion was surprised over her reaction. He slowly put his arms around Jelena and returned the hug. The wine was not quite as strong as the Lórien wine, but it was soon making everyone happy. The party soon came to an end. Thranduil thanked everyone for coming and said goodnight to his guests. Dornion said goodnight to Jelena and Legolas and their group of friends and promised to come back to visit. He kissed Jelena on her forehead and made his departure. Jelena was beaming with happiness.
"It is too early for this party to end," said Legolas. He took Jelena by the hand. "Let us go down to the cellars and sample some more of my father's wine! Bring your glasses!" Legolas led them down a very long passage. At the end was a long room filled with crates and barrels. There was a long table in the center of the room where they all sat. Legolas found a small keg of wine and placed it on the table and filled everyone's glass. Legolas held up his glass and looked at everyone sitting at the table. "To my friends! There is no place I would rather be right now than in the company of my friends." Legolas downed his wine and the others followed. They all handed their glasses back to Legolas for refilling.
"Ha!" yelled Gimli. He had noticed the trap door in the floor by a stack of barrels. "So this is the room Master Bilbo and my father had used to escape your father!"
"The very one," Legolas said. "There is an underground river that leads to Forest River and finally to Long Lake. My father is still furious that he was outsmarted by a Hobbit!"
Jelena stopped in mid sip of her wine. "A Hobbit! No wonder your father hates me!" she said.
"I don't think my father likes anyone, including me!" Legolas laughed.
"Well, then he is missing out on a wonderful, caring son," Jelena said. She looked into the depths of Legolas' eyes. Jelena licked her lips, wanting to kiss him again. She wanted to feel his strong arms about her, inhale his warm scent.
Legolas was taken back by the lustful look in Jelena's eyes. He poured himself another glass of wine and downed it quickly. He filled everyone's glass again including his own. Perhaps if I get drunk enough, I can get her out of my head, he thought.
After several glasses of wine, everyone was laughing at the slightest thing. Gimli said, "I've had enough!!! It is time for me to sleep this off." He stood up to leave and fell back into his chair, his head landing on the table. He was out cold. This caused uncontrollable laughter in the room.
"Shh!" Legolas said. He looked through several of the crates until he found what he was looking for. He opened tub of butter from the supplies from Dale. He scooped out a large glob and put it on the back of Gimli's hand and fingers. Giggling, he got a piece of straw from the large pile they use for packing crates, and tickled Gimli's nose with it. The others began to laugh but Legolas told them to hush. They all held their breath while Legolas continued to tickle Gimli's nose. Suddenly, Gimli's hand shot up and he rubbed his nose, smearing butter all over his face. They all busted up laughing and Jelena laughed so hard she fell out of her chair. Legolas stumbled over to help her up only to fall down on top of her. Haldir and Lirimaer hopped from their chairs to see the scene on the floor on the other side of the table.
Legolas and Jelena were laughing so hard they had tears in their eyes. Gimli made grumbling noises from the table, setting them all off again. When all had finally calmed down, Legolas tried once again to help Jelena to her feet. He managed to get her up without falling. "I think it's time we all call it a night!" Haldir said. "I will get Gimli back to his room." He went around the table and hoisted the inebriated dwarf onto his shoulder. "Goodnight you two!" They staggered out of the room and down the passage. Legolas and Jelena heard a crash.
"What is going on! Put me down! I am quite able to walk by myself!" yelled Gimli.
"Be quiet! You will wake up the whole cave!" said Haldir. "I am sorry! I did not mean to hit your head into the wall!"
Legolas and Jelena broke up laughing once again. They tried to walk, holding each other up. Jelena tripped over her dress and down they went once again into the straw pile. "Are you all right?" Legolas laughed.
"You got me drunk!" Jelena said.
"I did not mean to." Legolas pulled himself over to Jelena, where she lay on the straw and looked into her eyes. "Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?"
"Yes you did! But feel free to tell me again!" she said, giggling. She reached out and pushed a braid behind Legolas' ear. "And did I tell you how handsome you are tonight and how wonderful you make me feel?" She took his hand and placed it on her chest. "This is what you do to me…"
Legolas felt her heart pounding in her chest. He took her hand and placed it on his chest. "And you do the same to me."
Jelena pushed Logolas' hand down, between her breasts, to her stomach. "You give me flutters here."
Legolas pushed her hand down as well. "And you do the same to me!"
Jelena moved her hand down his tunic and slid her hand underneath. "I want to feel your flutters!" she said, sliding her hand over his tight stomach muscles. Legolas sucked in his breath. His skin burned under her touch. She continued moving her hand up to his chest. She felt his heart hammering in his chest. She dragged her fingernails gently across his bare skin and Legolas moaned. His pupils dilated with passion. She found one of his nipples and teased it between her thumb and forefinger. Legolas pushed his body against hers. Jelena could feel his desire pressing against her stomach.
Legolas reached behind Jelena and loosened the ties on her gown. He pulled a sleeve off her shoulder revealing her beautiful white skin. He kissed her shoulder, his mouth burning her flesh. Jelena arched her back, throwing her head back. Legolas took advantage of her bare neck, placing scorching kisses up to her ear. He nibbled on her earlobe and worked his way up to the pretty little tip. Jelena moaned deeply. She turned her head and found his mouth, covering it with her own. Their tongues met sending a shutter though Jelena's body.
Jelena slid her hands down to Legolas' hips and pulled herself to him. Legolas grinded his hips against her. Jelena reached between them and found the laces to his leggings and pulled them loose. Legolas sighed into her mouth, feeling relief from the pressure on his growing member. He pulled the sleeve off her other shoulder. He placed searing wet kisses across the top of her breasts. Jelena arched her back to meet his mouth. She pulled down the front of her dress, revealing her full breasts. A pea rolled up her cleavage. Legolas picked it up and examined it and showed it to her with a grin on his face. Jelena broke out laughing but stopped suddenly when she felt Legolas cup a breast and take the nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. He felt the tip grow hard in his mouth and gave it a playful bite.
Jelena reached down and tried to push down Legolas' leather leggings. They did not want to budge. Legolas lifted himself off of her a bit, pulling them down, releasing his long, hard shaft. He lifted up her dress and knelt between her knees. He pushed the material up to her stomach, running his palms across her skin. A whimper escaped Jelena's throat, bringing a smile to Legolas' lips. His hands caressed her stomach, moving them down to her creamy white thighs. He lifted her legs and threw them over his shoulders. His hand went to the junction between her legs and spread her open. He probed into her with his tongue, making her hips buck. Legolas pushed her hips down with his hand and held her. He continued to explore her with his tongue, listening to Jelena's ragged breathing.
A warm sensation spread from between her legs and across her hips. She grabbed hold of his hair, crushing it in her hands. Legolas continued his ministrations, making her squirm. "Please," she begged. Legolas looked up at a panting Jelena. "Take me now! I can't take it any more!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him to her. Legolas positioned himself above her. He bent down and kissed her, gently pushing himself into her.
Jelena gasped, feeling a sharp pain as he broke through her maidenhead. The pain did not last. She pushed her hips up to meet him and he sank deep within her. She kissed him deep and hard, tasting her juices on his lips. Legolas moved in a slow rhythm, Jelena meeting his thrusts. Their pace quickened, their want of each other needing to be quenched. Legolas could feel his pressure building. He knelt on his knees, pulling her legs around him and continued to thrust. He spread her with his fingers and found her hard knot deep within her folds. He rubbed it, Jelena's breath quickened.
The warm sensation between her legs spread, becoming a tingling inferno. Suddenly she exploded, spreading through her body, making her scream. Legolas felt her tighten around him and spasm, bringing on his release. They both collapsed into the straw, Legolas on top of her and still inside her. He kissed her neck and then her mouth, entwining his tongue with hers.
The room was spinning around their heads, the wine still strong in their blood. They both passed out in each other's arms, Legolas with his leggings around his ankles, Jelena with her dress pulled up around her waist. Maeldir stood over them, smiling. He had witnessed the entire act. He reached down and brushed the back of his hand against one of Jelena's breasts, right next to Legolas' face. "Won't the King be pleased!" he murmured and left the room.
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