FIC: No More Waiting
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tolkien_slashy_swapsTitle:No More Waiting
Author:Jade (aka elladansgirl)
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melethen
Email: elvenjade2@gmail.com
Rating:NC-17
Pairing:Haldir/Legolas
Warnings:AU. Slash
Request:A confident and arrogant Haldir, the LACE-convention that sex means marriage for elves, angry sex (though no non-con.)
Summary:Haldir has decided it is time to go after what he has always truly wanted.
A/N: Written for Esteliel
~ ~ ~
“You are going where?” Orophin stood stunned as he watched his brother throwing things into his pack.
“Mirkwood.” Haldir repeated for what must have been for the fourth time.
“You are going to see him?” Orophin gave him a quizzical look. “Why?”
Haldir let out a long deep breath. Although he loved and adored his brothers, sometimes they drove him to the brink of insanity.
“Why would I not go see him,” he questioned, adding a few last things to his pack before he tied it closed. “He knows of my feelings and I am tired of waiting for his reply. It is time he gave me his answer.”
Orophin shared a look with Rumil, who had remained silent until now.
“And what if he refuses?”
Haldir gave a short laugh that made both his younger brothers raise an eyebrow.
“I will not give him the chance to refuse,” he said, bidding them farewell assuring them that things would indeed work out in his favor.
“He is stubborn,” Orophin commented after watching Haldir leave.
“He is,” Rumil agreed, then flashed his brother a knowing grin. “Yet he always gets what he wants.”
Both brothers went their separate ways after that, each one wondering just how much thing were about to change.
~ ~
Haldir rode his horse hard, pushing her more then he should. The closer he arrived to Mirkwood, the more he felt his anger building. Though his anger was directed at himself more than anything. He made his feelings known to his heart’s desire years ago, courted him each time they saw each other. He knew, without a doubt, how they felt of each other and had been patient long enough. He wanted more now and he had every intention of getting what he wanted. There would be no more waiting.
“What brings you to Mirkwood, Marchwarden?” the border guard, who now stood before him, asked.
“You know why I am here,” he replied, not bothering to hide how impatient he was.
“I was not informed of your arrival.” the guard continued.
“Well now you are.” Haldir answered, slowly easing himself down from his mount. He stood before the guard and raised himself to his full height, crossed his arms over his chest and glared. “I will enter Mirkwood,” he said calmly, “and I will speak with Legolas.”
Haldir grinned to himself once he reached the stables. The border guard had caved in when Haldir glared at him. It always worked when Haldir needed it to, though mostly he used it on his brothers.
“ Where is Prince Legolas?” he asked the stable boy who was attending to his horse.
“It…,” the young elf took a deep breath and continued to reply “ It is early morning. He may already be at the practice range.” he replied. “Perhaps you would like to find a guest room first?”
Haldir shook his head and tossed the young one two gold coins. “Find me a room and bring my things there.” he said, then turned and left the stables.
The only thing on his mind was finding Legolas, anything else could wait.
Arriving at the practice range, Haldir glanced at the elves there. Some he recognized, others he did not. One thing he knew, Legolas was not there.
“Where is the prince,” he demanded, stopping an elf that had been close by.
“Try the Kitchen area,” the elf replied casually. “If he is not there then he should still be in his private chambers.” He added, pulling his arm from Haldir’s grip. “He enjoys reading to read quietly in his rooms at times.”
Haldir had a better idea now. He was not about to search the entire realm for Legolas. He knew the prince would have to return to his chambers eventually. Haldir would be there waiting then would demand an answer.
“Is he there?” Haldir asked one of the guards in front of Legolas’ chamber door.
“No he is not,” the elf replied. “Though he is expected shortly.”
Haldir nodded in reply as he pushed open the door and looked inside
“Do not tell him I am here.” He ordered the guard before closing the door and making himself comfortable in a chair against the wall.
His wait was not a very long one. He could hear Legolas speaking with the guard outside the door then slowly made his way inside. Haldir grinned as the prince seem to scan the room then made his way to his sitting room, made himself comfortable and opened his book.
Haldir watched him silently for a few short minutes, enjoying the view
“How long did you plan to make me wait?” Haldir finally asked, smirking when Legolas’ head whipped up to look at him.
“Haldir?” he called out softly.
“Were you hoping for someone else?” the Marchwarden questioned.
“ Well no.. How long have you been there?” Legolas asked, putting his book aside. He got up and walked over to where Haldir was sitting. He said nothing as Haldir grabbed his wrist and pulled him down to sit on his lap.
“Long enough” Haldir said. “Now answer me.” he hissed. “How long do you plan to make me wait?”
Legolas shifted and did not fail to hear the way Haldir groaned slightly.
“I was going to write you a letter.” he finally replied.
“A letter?” Haldir arched his eyebrow. “What would you have said in a letter that you could not have told me to my face?”
Legolas let out a deep breath slowly, reaching over to play with some of Haldir’s hair. “It is not what you are thinking, Haldir.”
“You do not know what I am thinking.” Haldir answered.
“Let me finish.” Legolas said, giving a light growl his own patience running low. “It is not as easy as you believe,” Legolas began, refusing to look at Haldir. “As Prince of Mirkwood I cannot just decide to further our relationship. There are rules I must...” before he could finish what he was saying, Haldir kissed him hard. Legolas moaned into the kiss and again when Haldir’s hand gripped the sides of his hair.
“I care not about rules, prince” Haldir growled. “Your father has known how I felt from the beginning,” he added, “and he has already granted his approval.”
Legolas sighed and nodded in agreement then allowed Haldir to tilt his head back, though he did give him a little resistance.
“We both want this,” he growled nipping at the prince’s exposed neck. “It is time we both stop denying ourselves.”
Legolas knew Haldir was right, they both wanted and needed to do this. It was the prince’s nerves that made him hesitate. He wanted things to happen the right way. Announcements needed to be made and a wedding feast planned. He gave a soft whimper as he told Haldir this now.
“No, my prince,” Haldir said before he marked his neck. “There will be no more waiting.”
Legolas shivered as he felt his leggings being unlaced and raised his head to look at Haldir. “You would do this now?”
“Correction, my fair one, we are going to do this now.” he said, slipping his hand into the prince’s leggings.
“And if I refuse?” Legolas snapped, he could feel his anger increasing as well as Haldir’s.
“You won’t.” the Marchwarden replied, grinning.
“Answer me honestly, Haldir.” The prince gripped his hair now and made him look him in the eyes. “ What would you do if I refused?”
Haldir growled, seeing Legolas anger was something new, yet it turned him on even more. “I would leave.” he hissed in reply. “Is that what you truly want?”
Legolas pulled his head back when Haldir tried to kiss him. What he wanted was to be claimed by the only elf who had ever own his heart. He also planned to make Haldir work for it.
“No I do not wish for you to leave.” he admitted.
Both elves had their eyes locked on each other. Both could sense the others anger as well as their desire. It was Haldir who moved first
“You do not need this” he growled as he literally ripped Legolas’ tunic off.
“Why are you angry?” Legolas asked, pushing Haldir’s tunic off and dragging his nail’s down the elf’s chest.
“You made me wait.” he growled, holding the prince and placing him on his bed. “I hate waiting.”
Haldir kissed him hard before Legolas had a chance to answer. It angered him even more that Haldir was taking this much control, yet at the same time he was more turned on then he’d ever been before. What was worse was he had no doubt that Haldir knew this.
Haldir was not going to wait any longer. He was also not stupid and could see by Legolas’ arousal that the elf wanted this just as much. He could also see the anger in his eyes.
“I love seeing you angry like this.” Haldir growled into his ear then licked the pointed tip. Feeling Legolas shiver beneath him only brought his own desire up a few levels.
“You have not seen anything yet.” Legolas growled, finally pulling Haldir’s leggings open and roughly pushing them down over his hips.
“Yes.” Haldir moaned. “Grow angrier, Ernilen” he grinned. “It only turns me on more.”
Legolas let out a deep growl and suddenly flipped them over, enjoying the sound of Haldir’s surprised gasp. Running his hand over the Marchwarden’s well muscled backside first then biting down on his shoulder.
“I am prince here, Haldir,” he growled, reaching over to grab the oil that was next to the bed. “Therefore, I will be the one to claim you.”
Without waiting for Haldir’s reply, Legolas slid his coated fingers into the other elf. His own member twitching at the sounds that came from Haldir. The angry moan’s of pleasure echoed throughout the room as Legolas continued to stretch him, adding a second finger into him then followed shortly by a third.
“I lay submissive to no one in my own realm.” The prince said, biting Haldir’s neck and marking him. “Not even to my own mate.”
Haldir growled in reply, wanting to teach Legolas a lesson yet not wanting him to stop. He glared at Legolas over his shoulder as the prince, his soon to be mate, moved behind him and placed himself. The look in Legolas’ eyes sent a chill through him and he moaned his name deeply.
“You planned this.” he growled.
“It took you long enough to realize it.” Legolas said entering Haldir.
The prince slid into the Marchwarden with one smooth thrust, making them both shout out their pleasure.
“You know I will have my revenge.” Haldir hissed, pushing himself back against the prince when he had started to pull back.
“I look forward to it.” Legolas groaned, thrusting into him again.
Haldir forced himself up onto his hands and knees, making Legolas cry out even louder. The two elves continued to growl at each other as their movements became even harder.
“Mine’ Legolas growled suddenly as he gave one last hard thrust into Haldir.
Neither one of them was sure who had came first nor if they had climaxed at the same time. It no longer mattered as they both finally got what they wanted all along.
Haldir took a few minutes to catch his breath then suddenly had Legolas pinned down on his back.
“My turn,” he growled, kissing the prince hard as he entered him in one hard thrust. Claiming Legolas as his mate with the exact same force that Legolas had used on him.
~ ~
Years later while Legolas and Haldir were spending time in Lorien. Haldir waited in their talan, leaning against the wall right beside the door. When Legolas finally did enter, he was met with a deep growl coming form his right side. He knew instantly that it was his life mate.
“Haldir?” he turned his head slowly towards the one who owned his heart.
“You made me wait.”
The End
Author:Jade (aka elladansgirl)
Beta:
melethenEmail: elvenjade2@gmail.com
Rating:NC-17
Pairing:Haldir/Legolas
Warnings:AU. Slash
Request:A confident and arrogant Haldir, the LACE-convention that sex means marriage for elves, angry sex (though no non-con.)
Summary:Haldir has decided it is time to go after what he has always truly wanted.
A/N: Written for Esteliel
~ ~ ~
“You are going where?” Orophin stood stunned as he watched his brother throwing things into his pack.
“Mirkwood.” Haldir repeated for what must have been for the fourth time.
“You are going to see him?” Orophin gave him a quizzical look. “Why?”
Haldir let out a long deep breath. Although he loved and adored his brothers, sometimes they drove him to the brink of insanity.
“Why would I not go see him,” he questioned, adding a few last things to his pack before he tied it closed. “He knows of my feelings and I am tired of waiting for his reply. It is time he gave me his answer.”
Orophin shared a look with Rumil, who had remained silent until now.
“And what if he refuses?”
Haldir gave a short laugh that made both his younger brothers raise an eyebrow.
“I will not give him the chance to refuse,” he said, bidding them farewell assuring them that things would indeed work out in his favor.
“He is stubborn,” Orophin commented after watching Haldir leave.
“He is,” Rumil agreed, then flashed his brother a knowing grin. “Yet he always gets what he wants.”
Both brothers went their separate ways after that, each one wondering just how much thing were about to change.
~ ~
Haldir rode his horse hard, pushing her more then he should. The closer he arrived to Mirkwood, the more he felt his anger building. Though his anger was directed at himself more than anything. He made his feelings known to his heart’s desire years ago, courted him each time they saw each other. He knew, without a doubt, how they felt of each other and had been patient long enough. He wanted more now and he had every intention of getting what he wanted. There would be no more waiting.
“What brings you to Mirkwood, Marchwarden?” the border guard, who now stood before him, asked.
“You know why I am here,” he replied, not bothering to hide how impatient he was.
“I was not informed of your arrival.” the guard continued.
“Well now you are.” Haldir answered, slowly easing himself down from his mount. He stood before the guard and raised himself to his full height, crossed his arms over his chest and glared. “I will enter Mirkwood,” he said calmly, “and I will speak with Legolas.”
Haldir grinned to himself once he reached the stables. The border guard had caved in when Haldir glared at him. It always worked when Haldir needed it to, though mostly he used it on his brothers.
“ Where is Prince Legolas?” he asked the stable boy who was attending to his horse.
“It…,” the young elf took a deep breath and continued to reply “ It is early morning. He may already be at the practice range.” he replied. “Perhaps you would like to find a guest room first?”
Haldir shook his head and tossed the young one two gold coins. “Find me a room and bring my things there.” he said, then turned and left the stables.
The only thing on his mind was finding Legolas, anything else could wait.
Arriving at the practice range, Haldir glanced at the elves there. Some he recognized, others he did not. One thing he knew, Legolas was not there.
“Where is the prince,” he demanded, stopping an elf that had been close by.
“Try the Kitchen area,” the elf replied casually. “If he is not there then he should still be in his private chambers.” He added, pulling his arm from Haldir’s grip. “He enjoys reading to read quietly in his rooms at times.”
Haldir had a better idea now. He was not about to search the entire realm for Legolas. He knew the prince would have to return to his chambers eventually. Haldir would be there waiting then would demand an answer.
“Is he there?” Haldir asked one of the guards in front of Legolas’ chamber door.
“No he is not,” the elf replied. “Though he is expected shortly.”
Haldir nodded in reply as he pushed open the door and looked inside
“Do not tell him I am here.” He ordered the guard before closing the door and making himself comfortable in a chair against the wall.
His wait was not a very long one. He could hear Legolas speaking with the guard outside the door then slowly made his way inside. Haldir grinned as the prince seem to scan the room then made his way to his sitting room, made himself comfortable and opened his book.
Haldir watched him silently for a few short minutes, enjoying the view
“How long did you plan to make me wait?” Haldir finally asked, smirking when Legolas’ head whipped up to look at him.
“Haldir?” he called out softly.
“Were you hoping for someone else?” the Marchwarden questioned.
“ Well no.. How long have you been there?” Legolas asked, putting his book aside. He got up and walked over to where Haldir was sitting. He said nothing as Haldir grabbed his wrist and pulled him down to sit on his lap.
“Long enough” Haldir said. “Now answer me.” he hissed. “How long do you plan to make me wait?”
Legolas shifted and did not fail to hear the way Haldir groaned slightly.
“I was going to write you a letter.” he finally replied.
“A letter?” Haldir arched his eyebrow. “What would you have said in a letter that you could not have told me to my face?”
Legolas let out a deep breath slowly, reaching over to play with some of Haldir’s hair. “It is not what you are thinking, Haldir.”
“You do not know what I am thinking.” Haldir answered.
“Let me finish.” Legolas said, giving a light growl his own patience running low. “It is not as easy as you believe,” Legolas began, refusing to look at Haldir. “As Prince of Mirkwood I cannot just decide to further our relationship. There are rules I must...” before he could finish what he was saying, Haldir kissed him hard. Legolas moaned into the kiss and again when Haldir’s hand gripped the sides of his hair.
“I care not about rules, prince” Haldir growled. “Your father has known how I felt from the beginning,” he added, “and he has already granted his approval.”
Legolas sighed and nodded in agreement then allowed Haldir to tilt his head back, though he did give him a little resistance.
“We both want this,” he growled nipping at the prince’s exposed neck. “It is time we both stop denying ourselves.”
Legolas knew Haldir was right, they both wanted and needed to do this. It was the prince’s nerves that made him hesitate. He wanted things to happen the right way. Announcements needed to be made and a wedding feast planned. He gave a soft whimper as he told Haldir this now.
“No, my prince,” Haldir said before he marked his neck. “There will be no more waiting.”
Legolas shivered as he felt his leggings being unlaced and raised his head to look at Haldir. “You would do this now?”
“Correction, my fair one, we are going to do this now.” he said, slipping his hand into the prince’s leggings.
“And if I refuse?” Legolas snapped, he could feel his anger increasing as well as Haldir’s.
“You won’t.” the Marchwarden replied, grinning.
“Answer me honestly, Haldir.” The prince gripped his hair now and made him look him in the eyes. “ What would you do if I refused?”
Haldir growled, seeing Legolas anger was something new, yet it turned him on even more. “I would leave.” he hissed in reply. “Is that what you truly want?”
Legolas pulled his head back when Haldir tried to kiss him. What he wanted was to be claimed by the only elf who had ever own his heart. He also planned to make Haldir work for it.
“No I do not wish for you to leave.” he admitted.
Both elves had their eyes locked on each other. Both could sense the others anger as well as their desire. It was Haldir who moved first
“You do not need this” he growled as he literally ripped Legolas’ tunic off.
“Why are you angry?” Legolas asked, pushing Haldir’s tunic off and dragging his nail’s down the elf’s chest.
“You made me wait.” he growled, holding the prince and placing him on his bed. “I hate waiting.”
Haldir kissed him hard before Legolas had a chance to answer. It angered him even more that Haldir was taking this much control, yet at the same time he was more turned on then he’d ever been before. What was worse was he had no doubt that Haldir knew this.
Haldir was not going to wait any longer. He was also not stupid and could see by Legolas’ arousal that the elf wanted this just as much. He could also see the anger in his eyes.
“I love seeing you angry like this.” Haldir growled into his ear then licked the pointed tip. Feeling Legolas shiver beneath him only brought his own desire up a few levels.
“You have not seen anything yet.” Legolas growled, finally pulling Haldir’s leggings open and roughly pushing them down over his hips.
“Yes.” Haldir moaned. “Grow angrier, Ernilen” he grinned. “It only turns me on more.”
Legolas let out a deep growl and suddenly flipped them over, enjoying the sound of Haldir’s surprised gasp. Running his hand over the Marchwarden’s well muscled backside first then biting down on his shoulder.
“I am prince here, Haldir,” he growled, reaching over to grab the oil that was next to the bed. “Therefore, I will be the one to claim you.”
Without waiting for Haldir’s reply, Legolas slid his coated fingers into the other elf. His own member twitching at the sounds that came from Haldir. The angry moan’s of pleasure echoed throughout the room as Legolas continued to stretch him, adding a second finger into him then followed shortly by a third.
“I lay submissive to no one in my own realm.” The prince said, biting Haldir’s neck and marking him. “Not even to my own mate.”
Haldir growled in reply, wanting to teach Legolas a lesson yet not wanting him to stop. He glared at Legolas over his shoulder as the prince, his soon to be mate, moved behind him and placed himself. The look in Legolas’ eyes sent a chill through him and he moaned his name deeply.
“You planned this.” he growled.
“It took you long enough to realize it.” Legolas said entering Haldir.
The prince slid into the Marchwarden with one smooth thrust, making them both shout out their pleasure.
“You know I will have my revenge.” Haldir hissed, pushing himself back against the prince when he had started to pull back.
“I look forward to it.” Legolas groaned, thrusting into him again.
Haldir forced himself up onto his hands and knees, making Legolas cry out even louder. The two elves continued to growl at each other as their movements became even harder.
“Mine’ Legolas growled suddenly as he gave one last hard thrust into Haldir.
Neither one of them was sure who had came first nor if they had climaxed at the same time. It no longer mattered as they both finally got what they wanted all along.
Haldir took a few minutes to catch his breath then suddenly had Legolas pinned down on his back.
“My turn,” he growled, kissing the prince hard as he entered him in one hard thrust. Claiming Legolas as his mate with the exact same force that Legolas had used on him.
~ ~
Years later while Legolas and Haldir were spending time in Lorien. Haldir waited in their talan, leaning against the wall right beside the door. When Legolas finally did enter, he was met with a deep growl coming form his right side. He knew instantly that it was his life mate.
“Haldir?” he turned his head slowly towards the one who owned his heart.
“You made me wait.”
The End
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