Always

Chapter 13.

Torren Allistar and Galin Callad made their way carefully through the icy street to the BDragDragon Pub , and sound a small table in a smoky corner . Callad ordered dinner for the both of them , and told the serving wench to leave the whisky bottle for them to finish . “Aye , what a wonderful burn .” Callad said , closing his eyes as the first sip of the liquor slid down his throat like smooth , wet fire .

“I thought I might have a lead you you , on that slave girl you’re tailin’ “ Allistar said , pouring himself a shot or rye . “Me best horse was stolen just this morning a y a young lass , but she wasn’t traveling alone . Said she was the groom for a bloody Elf ! Can you imagine that ? An Elf ? Should’ a never let the damned Elf stable his horse yesterday , they are naught but trouble , the Elven . Should’ a known it was a conspiracy , that he was settin’ me up to steal .”

Callad studied his drinking companion closely . “Tell me about this groom , then . What did she look like ? There would be good coin in it for you if you can indeed point me to the bitch .”

Allistair’s eyes twinkled greedily at the mention of coin . “Well , friend , she was about so tall .” he held up a callused hand to approximate Caitlin’s height . “A tiny , delicate frame on her , with odd colored hair .”. At the mention of her hair , Callad sat his whiskey down an began paying closer attention . “Never seen hair naught like it , seemed to change color in the light , a bia bit of a curl to it . Pretty of face , too , bright green eyes …”

Callad reached inside his vest and pulled out a well-worn piece of parchment . “My uncle fancied himself a bf anf an artist , he used to enjoy drawing his slaves . Would this look anything like the girl you saw traveling with the Elf ?” . He unrolled the paper to expose a well-executed charcoal drawing of a thin young girl shackled to a barn post , hands drawn above her head . She was totally naked , and the face upon her was unmistakably Caitlin .

“Aye , that be the one !” Allistar responded excitedly . “that’s the girl that stole me horse all right ! A group of us took chase , but lost them , it was raining too damned hard . One of them was hit with a bolt , though , we found droplets of blood , before they was washed away . Can’t have gotten too far , not with this weather . We can set out at dawn , if you want , I’ll take you to where we lost the trail , shouldn’t be too hard to pick it back up .”
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Caitlin awoke early the next morning ; her Elf slept still beside her , his feature serene , relaxed , contented . She gently raised the bedding from his body , letting her eyes take in the whole of him , and she felt a tingling deep inside her , just from the sight of him . Legolas stirred in his sleep , pursing his lips , and she could stand it no more ; she sat up and leaned over him , sliding her hand gently around his flaccid member before taking it between her lips , drawing it fully into her mouth , feeling him become hard and erect against her tongue . She kept her eyes firmly upon his face , delighting in the expressions that flitted across it as he left sleep behind . He rolled fully onto his back , raising his hips to her with a strangled moan , tangling his fingers in her hair . “Ae , Caitlin , titta er , it was not a o’lor (dream) , you are here with me .” he whispered , closing his eyes blissfully .

Cait pulled her mouth slowly from his elfhood , pressing a kiss into the thatch of curls surrounding it . “Aye , I’m here , my Elf prince .” she purred . “I’ll be here always .” . She returned her attentions to the hot , hard flesh beneath her fingers , pulling the foreskin back and running her tongue about the tip . Legolas sucked in a hissing breath through gritted teeth , arching to meet her . She trailed her tongue the length of the shaft , slowly , so slowly . “It’s my turn to make you tulin , my prince . Tulin an ni , my Elf prince , tulin an ni .”


The sound of his own language on her lips was totally unexpected , and was fire to his soul as she took his length into her mouth once again , her tongue moving in leisurely rotations about it . His hips moves with a rhythm all their own , thrusting in unison with the rise and fall of her wet velvet mouth . He fought against thildiilding storm centered in his sex , moaning aloud and clinging to her with trembling hands. “Ae , yes , titta er , ava haute , never haute .” . His first-seed dribbled slowly onto her tongue , and she tightened her lips maddeningly about the tip , sliding her tongue into the opening and sucking . It was too much for even the Elven , and Legolas cried out , a wordless , guttural cry as his orgasm washed through his being . Caitlin tenderly cupped his soft sac in one hand , warming the base of his shaft with the other , and she continued suckling , draining every drop of his seed , seeking more . “Ae , Valar you are a curuni nis .” he panted , stroking her hair . “My very own curuni nis .”

Caitlin continued her administrations to his once-more growing member , licking every available inch of flesh , hen kissed her way back up his belly , nipping each erect nipple playfully before stretching out on top of him and kissing him greedily . He steadied the back of her head with his hand , and quickly took control of the situation , rolling her over onto her back , his tongue dominating hers , and he cupped one breast with his left hand , finding the nipple already swollen and hard . He released the kiss and captured her aching breast in his mouth , suckling hungrily , and Cait whimpered beneath him , writhing with desire . “I need you Legolas , I need you inside me .” she pleaded , spreading her legs and pushing her hips up to welcome his shaft , nestled at the gates of ecstasy . “Please , I need you .” she murmured , and the Elf was more than willing to supply what she needed so urgently , guiding himself into her hot , wet haven . She gripped him with her legs , meeting his thrusts stroke for stroke , as he clamped his mouth onto her throat , marking her forever his . Her body shuddered beneath him as she climaxed , her fingers gripping at his back , scratching into flesh , but Legolas felt no pain , only the bliss of his aicale as he spurted into her , edged on by her muscles spasming around his elfhood . He collapsed , panting for breath uher her , the force of the orgasm leaving him helpless . He kissed Caitlin’s cheek , his lips wet by her tears . He smoothed her hair from her forehead , kissing her eyelids tenderly , his lips brushing the salt of her tears away .

“Shhh , titta er , don’t cry , there is no need for tears .” he soothed , stroking her side soothingly . She clung to him as if to a lifeline , and still her tears flowed freely . “Caitlin , please don’t cry .” he repeated , rocking her gently . “Tye mela , titta ernya , so much .”

Caitlin lay in his arms for several long moments , then untwined herself from him , rising and going to her pile of clothing . She rummaged through her cloak , and came back , kneeling beside him , unable to make eye contact . “Legolas , I am so sorry .” she whispered , and held out her hand to him . He reached forward , and she dropped the gold and enamel ivy leaf shaped clasp into his hand . He knew the cold shape of the metal without looking at it , knew at once what it was . “I …I stole this from you . I should have given it right back … I don’t know what I was thinking . I just … I wanted something that was yours , something to keep with me , always.”.

Legolas barely contained a smile , and pressed a kiss to the back of her hand . “Titta er , you had but ask , and I would have given this to you . You own my heart , what value is this bauble to me ? It is yours , melanya .” . He placed it back in her hand and stood , going to retrieve her cloak and draping it about her shoulders , then taking the metal leaf from her , fastening it to the cloak . “I will purchase you a better wrap , when we are safely away from Tanderrah’ .” he said , pressing a kiss to the back of her neck . “So lovely a lass should not be seen in little more than a rag .” . He went to restoke the fire , and while the remaining rabbit was warning , he dressed . Caitlin watched him silently , loving this beautiful Elf more than she thought possible , and at last , she stood and dressed as well . She went to stand at the mouth of the cave , and her breath caught in her throat .

“Oh , Legolas , look , it’s beautiful out !” she gasped like a child , clapping her hands together . The Elf was just finishing up with dressing , tucking his shirt in and slipping his warmest tunic on over it . He strapped his quiver on his back and came to stand behind her , gazing out at the crystal coated forest before them . He slid one arm around her waist and kissed her neck , but she shrugged away from him , grabbing her cloak and stepping outside . “I’ve seen nothing like it , Legolas !” she called over her shoulder as she slid on the ice-covered rocks , down the slope .

“Cait , wait , I’ll come with you .” he called , reaching for his bow , but she did not wait , so enchanted was she by the beauty the stretched before her . Legolas came out onto the natural terrace before the cave , and he smiled as he watched her scrambling down the rocky incline , the wonder on her face apparent so clearly . He had eyes only for her , his titta er , his curuni nis , his Caitlin . His other half . His soul .

He did not see the movement of the two men making their way cautiously on a distant hillside . He did not see Galin Callad raise his crossbow , taking careful aim at the slip of woman-child .

He did , however see the bolt bury itself deeply in her ribcage , and she collapsed on the ice with a pained cry .