Title: A Night Like Many Others
Author: Lilly
Email: lilly@as.ro
Summary: Legolas wakes Willow up... in his own special way... ;)
Rating: NC-17 *stern look* You know what to do if you’re not old enough. That’s right, go back!
Disclaimer: don’t own the characters... although that would be interesting... *shakes herself out of the daydream* Ummm.. yeah... let’s not go there.
Distribution: ask and you shall receive.

She drifted off from slumber as a powerful orgasm shot through her, and she arched her back off the bed, gasping, her eyes wide and unseeing. As she managed to breathe again with some semblance of normality she looked down her naked body into mischievous blue eyes.

“Somebody’s being a bad boy.”

He just smiled and let his tongue work it’s magic some more. Moaning, she grasped the bed sheets as a tremor shook her. He was in no hurry though. With slow strokes he licked her like a cat, greedily drinking her juices. Somehow, he managed to constantly avoid her clit, delighting in the moans and whimpers she let out. His hands caressed her thighs in soothing motions. When he suddenly let the tip of his tongue run over her sensitive bud she was left breathless. But then he calmly returned to his teasing.

He was a very patient man, that she had learned a long time ago. And he also knew exactly where and how to touch her in order to turn her into a quivering and babbling heap.

His tongue sneaked it’s way inside her, pushing in deep and then withdrawing, only to be pushing back in again. She was restless, her hips trying to get closer to his talented mouth. One smooth hand left her thigh to settle on her stomach, gently pushing her back down.

“Please... oh Goddess, please...”

Hearing her plea he rose himself on his hands and knees, gracefully crawling up towards her. His lips were trailing a hot path over her bellybutton, between her breasts and up to her neck. He looked like a big cat stalking it’s prey. Fair skin shone in the moonlight and golden hair tumbled over his shoulders. As he moved one hand went to his hard shaft, slender fingers encircling it and spreading the pre-cum from the tip down it’s length. He wanted her so badly.

Positioning the head at her entrance he slowly eased in, pausing then to get his bearings. She had other ideas though, as her walls squeezed him tight. He raised his head from where he was sucking her earlobe to look at her, his eyes glazed over from pleasure.

“Be good.” he whispered, resting his forehead against hers.

“Need you now.” she whimpered, her eyes wide and pleading.

Her soft lips caressed his as he began to move, in and out. She moaned as she tasted herself on his tongue, her hands dancing on his smooth back. How she loved the feel of his muscles moving as he made love to her. Her legs went around his waist, embracing him, holding him close.

His movements sped up, his thrusts deeper. His mouth left hers, giving her a chance to pull in much needed oxygen as he did the same. His moans were music to her ears, mingling with her own. She felt herself start to float on sensation, her only link to reality being his body atop of hers. One hand went to the back of his neck, nails lightly scratching him there as she knew he liked. The whimper he let out as he buried his face in her neck ignited her and with a long drawn out moan she went over the edge, her walls tightening around him. With two more deep thrusts he followed her, her name on his lips.

She could feel him pulsing inside her as he shot his seed, his movements slowing down but not stopping completely. She held him to her, waves of pleasure rocking her body. Finally he was still, his breath hot against her neck as he tried to regain control over his senses. She guessed he was having about just as much luck with it as she was.

After long minutes he moved out of her and slightly to the side so he didn’t rest completely on top of her. It was true that elves were light, but he didn’t want to hinder her in any way. Their eyes met, blue to green, and he felt pride at the purely satisfied smile on her lips.

“I love you, Willow. Have I told you that today?”

“Not since midnight, but I’ll never tire of hearing it. Not even thousands of years from now.”

He smiled and caught her mouth in the sweetest of kisses. As it was over she opened dazed eyes to look at him. It would always leave her breathless, the love she saw shining in his blue orbs. For her.

As her delicate fingers caressed his cheek she let all her love for him show in her own green pools.

“I love you, my Legolas. Forever.”

He turned his head slightly, placing a kiss in her palm, before resting his head on her shoulder, snuggling closer to her.

“Forever, my beloved.” he whispered against her neck.

He watched the moonlight play in her red hair and caress her skin. His mate. His maranwë. Closing his eyes he let out a contented sigh as he drifted back to sleep. Her head against his, she followed him in the land of dreams, a smile on her lips.

Outside, the moon watched over the two elves, smiling at their happiness. They had found each other over time and space and never will they let go.

The End.