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Author: Legolas |
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Date Posted: 18:55:50 08/04/03 Mon In reply to: Aragorn 's message, "Shadow Whip~" on 18:35:45 08/04/03 Mon Legolas crawled into bed, too tired to search through the drawers for a shirt. Elendil settled next to him and Legolas fell asleep, his eyes glazing over. He was tired enough that neither he or Elendil noticed the bulky figure climbing through the window. Or when he walked over to both doors and locked them. The figure stood over the elf and took something out of his pocket, the moonlight glinting off of it showing it to be a knife. Elendil woke first, saw the figure and started to hiss and flap his wings madly. The sound and movement waking Legolas up. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth to yell. But the figure immediately slapped a hand over his mouth and his other hand putting the knife to his throat. Legolas laid still, feeling the cold metal against his skin. Elendil saw it and started to try attack the man. The man growled and pressed the knife closer. Elendil, sensing he was making things worse stopped. He crouched on the floor for a moment before suddenly turning and flying out the open window. Legolas laid frozen as he watched the man looking at his body that ha dbeen uncovered. He regretted not wearing anything to bed. "I've finally got you Anduin. Or should I say Legolas." He winced as the man spoke his name. Aragorn was the only one supposed to know that. "Don't call me that." Legolas hissed. 'Only Aragorn can call me that.' The man smirked and smacked him, making the blade cut his throat slightly. "It doesn't matter to me what you want to be called. You'll just be known as slave when I get you out of here." The man leaned down, taking a deep breath. "Mm. Vanilla." Legolas shivered in disgust as the man licked up his neck. HE clenched his eyes closed as the blanket was pulled back completely. He felt a hand on his thigh. 'No, not again!' "It's like fates with me tonight slave. Decided to make my job easier." Legolas kept his eyes closed but his face was set in determination. He started to move, preparing to jump at the man. He winced as the blade was pressed harder. "Don't even think about trying anything. I've got another man in the next room with your little friend. A signal from me and he'll kill him." Legolas opened his eyes in horror. 'Not Aragorn! Aragorn can't be hurt.' His mind made up, Legolas let himself slump in defeat, his eyes closing again and nodded slightly. THe man chuckled and the knife and hands disapeared. He heard the rustle of cloth and started to feel sick. 'For Aragorn. It's worth it for Aragorn.' He was jerked out of his thought as the knife returned and he felt someone get on the bed with him. 'Aragorn.' He felt hands at his thight, nudging them to open. He hesitated and started a mantra of Aragorns name in his head. He gripped the sheets, his knuckles going white with the pressure as the man settled on top of him, a hardness poking his thigh. Legolas clenched his eyes shut tightly, the sharp knife creating cuts on his kneck due to his trembling. He swallowed a whimper as he felt the mans member against his opening. 'Aragorn!' [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| Shadow Whip~ | Aragorn | 19:13:22 08/04/03 Mon |
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