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[greenleafprinceling]

@withinthewccds Continued

A laugh, high and sweet, tumbled from the prince’s lips as he pressed closer to the affectionate kisses. Here, wrapped in Neth Aras’ arms upon the throne that the Ellon would one day hold as his own, nothing but contentment thrummed through Legolas’ veins. 

The two of them must look quite the pair, one dark as the night sky and the other glimmering starlight in the flesh. Both adorned with silver circlets on their brows. Twin hearts beating in such different bodies. “Sweet words and sweeter kisses fall from those lips, meleth. One might think that you spoil me with such affections.” The golden prince dipped his head to press a sweet kiss to the other’s lips.

Back arched like a cat eager for affection, Legolas let out a pleased purr. “For as long as you want me I shall stay. Until the very last star falls. I am yours, both here and in your chambers, dear prince.”

[erynlasgalenedhel]

“Are you bleeding?”

Legolas looked up, startled from the voice that had come from behind him. “It is only a shallow wound really, I was a bit clumsy.” He shrugged as he bandaged up his arm.

[of-steel-and-stone]

Will smiled softly as he stood on the steps of the cityhall. He had been invited to greet the guests that would be visiting Dale that day, and as the royal Blacksmith he was of certain importance he supposed, though official business always unsettled him.

When the sound of hooves on the stones reached his ears, Will walked down the stairs and bowed lightly when the guests came into view. “Greetings, master Elf. I was asked by our King to greet you and welcome you into Dale.”

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[cordiibus-a]

@withinthewccds​ continued from ( here )

      How long was it that they revealed mutual feelings for each other ? It surely wasn’t too long ago, it certainly didn’t feel that way. Every thing still remained the same -- almost. It seems every day Balthasar’s chest fluttered at the sight of the other, always itching to be closer to him. Though he really had a craving of dangling his hands through his long hair. 

     The craving settled as he managed to do just that. Rough fingertips provided a soft touch through the other’s hair, tucking in strands that fell out of place. The feeling of the other’s lips against his warm skin cause him to shiver slightly. It was never a place he was used to having been kissed. It was almost a teasing one in the eyes of Balthasar. He wanted nothing more than a kiss to his lips instead. He inhaled and exhaled with every kissed pressed against him. 

      “ I can promise you, amor ... the view I see is just as beautiful. ” Balthasar sat up a bit, taking the other’s hand into his own and lacing them together. If the other wished to have sex, then it wasn’t like Balthasar was going to say no. But that wasn’t his intentions either. Not for now at least. With the other’s hands in his, he kissed their knuckles. “ Besides ... you’re the pretty one out of the two of us. I have no problem with admitting that. ” he chuckled, a warm smile appearing on his features. 

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[theelvenscholar]

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“You remind me of the children of the forest” Frost spoke in a voice calm as death, yet sharper ears could sense clear glisten of wonder “Yet you are not one of them...” the Other tilted his head, long white hair ruffled slightly by gravely wind of Far North “What are you?..”. He was very old, thousands of years old. Yet through those ages of wander or slumber, never once had Frost encountered such a being like the one in front of him. 

He must not belong to this world... 

[theelvenscholar]

“Fuck it. Might as well have fun, if we’re going to get caught.” [ cackles ]

‘Fuck’ sentences

“Prince Neth! Language!” Erestor scolded, giving the younger ellon a small smack on the arm. “I did not help raise you to use that sort of language - nor to participate in that kind of behaviour. Do I need to treat you like an elfling again?”