| Jul. 9th, 2009 @ 10:59 am The Tree Hugger (Ch 1/1 One-Shot) |
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Current Mood:  Stressed...but accomplished
I finaly finished The Tree Hugger. I have been unable to truly write anything for a while due to the stress I have been dealing with in RL, it felt really good to finish this, even if it is a short One-Shot.
~DarkDreamer
Title: The Tree Hugger
Part: 1/1 (One-Shot)
Author: DarkDreamer
Contact: DarkDreamer@wi.rr.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Thranduil-Glorfindel-&?.....
Beta: Spell-check (Sorry)
Disclaimer: I do not own any elves, I make no money off this
Warnings: AU, Mild Slash, Mild Het? Uh...mild plantophelia?
Summery: Life returns to Mirkwood.....
Authors Note: This is just a One-Shot to try and get me back into writing. Not truly sure what the rating should be on this....
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Thranduil walked slowly through the trees, his honey golden hair blowing
lazily behind him.
He stopped here and there, reaching to stroke the petal of a shy flower
as he cooed his encouragement to grow.
"Thats it. It is safe here now." He did not stop anywhere to long, his
hands stroking, petting and waving to every new life that returned to
his woods "The evil is gone now. The ring is gone."
He walked past the Enchanted River and smiled, its color lighter then
the black it had been for so long. Thranduil slowly passed his hand over
the water, whispering words that had not been spoken in thousands of
years, the water lightened more. He turned and continued on his way,
taking winding paths that had long since overgrown and disappeared. He
sighed, remembering how long it had been since he strolled these woods,
then stopped to sit beneath a willow tree.
*Hello!*
Thran jumped up and spun, pulling his blades "who's there!"
*Me silly*
He turned, scanning the foliage 'who would dare call Me silly!' "Where
are you?"
*I right here*
Thranduil blinked and looked up into the willow before him "You?"
The tall weeping willow swayed, her wispy, pendulous branches slowly
reached out and stroked the elven Kings golden hair.
*You Elf*
"Aye. I am King Thranduil. What is your name?"
She swayed, giggling lightly *I Saliu.*
Thranduil smiled and stepped closer "Are you fairing well now that the
forest is being cleansed? Is there anything you need?"
Saliu wrapped her long branches around him like a cocoon and pulled him
closer *Aye, there something I need.*
Thranduil arched a brow as his backside was caressed by a long limb "I
uh...now listen here I..."
The Elven King was suddenly pulled flush to her trunk, *There no Dryads
here anymore...forest needs them.*
"Aye well I am sure that more will be born once the forest feels fully
cle...is...is that your branch in my leggings?"
Saliu giggled, her limb ripping open the front of Thranduil's leggings,
*Need to make more Dryads*
The elven king gasped as his member entered a small opening in her bark
"Hey! Now this is not exactly..." the bark pulsed and Thranduil groaned,
spilling his seed instantly.
The young willow tree sighed, releasing him *Thank you Elf King*
Thranduil stumbled backward, his eyes wide "Whoa! What just...did
you....hey now that just wasn't right!"
The small opening in the bark sealed closed and Saliu swayed gently in
the breeze, silent.
~~****~~
Thranduil ran back to his Mountain Stronghold. His eyes still wide. He
made his way to his bedchamber and stood in shock "Glorfindel?"
The Golden Warrior stepped out of the bath, a towel vigorously drying
his hair "Aye Thranduil? Back so soon from your walk? I expected you to
spend more time speaking with the forest life and..." Glorfindel finally
looked up from his hair drying and blinked at his lovers expression
"Thran? What's wrong"
The elven King shook his head in disbelief "I was walking and met this
willow..."
"Aye?"
"Aye and she said there were no Dryads and we needed them..."
Glorfindel sat down on the edge of the bed "This is true. So?"
Thranduil blinked rapidly "So...she pulled me to her! And I spilled and..."
Glorfindel tilted his head and raised his hand "Wait, so you...laid with
a willow tree?"
Thranduil groaned "I don't know how this happened, I mean..."
The golden warrior suddenly roared with laughter "You were there, I
would think you would know how it happened!"
Thranduil growled "I was in shock Findel!"
Glorfindel arched a brow and Thranduil winced "Don't do that, you remind
me of Elrond!"
"Doubtful, Elrond's eyebrow of doom is near impossible to copy"
Thranduil smirked "Erestor could do it"
"Aye! He probably could!"
The elven king took a deep breath and Glorfindel pulled him into his
arms "Your alright?"
Thranduil looked him in the eyes "I was molested by a tree Findel. Her
goal was to make a Dryad. I...I will have to return to her and find out
if she is with life"
Glorfindel nodded, stroking his lovers hair, then smirked with a wink "I
will go with you when you do. I need to see my...competition"
"Findel!"
~~****~~
Glorfindel followed Thranduil through the trees, reaching and touching the returning life of the woods.
"Mirkwood is so lovely. One would never have imagined it was from before. Even I was apprehensive to enter it."
Thranduil sighed as he walked "Aye. It broke my heart every day to see it so...dark."
Glorfindel grabbed him, pulling him tight against his body, "I do not like the thought of your heart feeling heavy" the great slayer then brushed his lips against his loves, giving him several small gentle kisses. He then firmed the kiss, pulling him tighter.
Thranduil groaned, melting slightly in his strong arms. He then pulled back and sighed, a slight smile on his lips as he stroked the golden warriors cheek with his fingertips "My heart is no longer heavy."
Glorfindel nodded and resumed walking "So....about this Willow..."
The Elven King rolled his eyes "Aye, what about her?"
Glorfindel shrugged "What if you placed a wee seedling within her."
"Then I will do what she requires of me."
"What if she wishes to lay with you again."
"Findel!"
"Well? She may."
Thranduil growled and stopped walking and pointed "She is there."
Glorfindel glanced "She is lovely. So, if she does wish to lay with you again....may I watch?"
Thranduil's jaw dropped "Le iaur huan", he then shook his head and walked over to her "Saliu?"
*Oh! It you again!* she swayed gently.
"Aye. I came to see if you became...well..."
*Oh aye. I spark from within*
Thranduil reached and placed his flat palm to her trunk. He closed his eyes, then felt the life. His body warmed as he smiled.
Glorfindel approached and bowed slightly "Congratulations to you."
*Thank you. Dryads will return these woods now*
Thranduil backed away "I am bound to my mate Glorfindel here, but I will assist you in any way you require."
She swayed and hummed *Perhaps come visit? Come see Saliu? I like visits, visits nice.*
He nodded "I will do so."
As Thranduil and Glorfindel walked away, Saliu glanced at them, then giggled wickedly *Perhaps that other elf give me a Napaeae*
~The End~
Translation:
Le iaur huan = You old dog.
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Dryad - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dryad
Napaeae - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napaeae |
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