( A change of mood - or perhaps a continuation )

Written for Phyncke for My Slashy Valentine 2009

Chapter One

Elrohir knew the tale of the frog and the naughty boy off by heart. Not interested in the story Talaith was indulging his brother with, he set out to explore the corridor instead. He would much rather find the nice man and his pretty ornament. This was the door, with the funny, curly ( Read more... )

The planes of Elrohir’s stomach stretched tautly in the air. Gildor loved the curve of his pelvis. He ran the tip of his finger along the smoothness of Elrohir’s erection, crossed the bump of the thick vein and the softness of that skin, traced the groove below the roused head.

Elrohir was his to play, and he was beautiful. Grey eyes opened upon ( Read more... )

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“Golden Futures”

Gazing at trees, Elrohir displayed his Maian taint. His father’s fey awareness turned on Orophin.

“If I leave him, he will find love elsewhere… a golden-haired unknown. I will not give him up.”

“I have my orders. Come.” He wondered if time under flower and bough would soften this grief and permit another love…

“No.”

“Yes ( Read more... )