Wanwa estela

This chapter contains rape, please do not read if this offends you. R&R! ^_^

Luindaeion sighed when his peace was once again disturbed by a shadow covering his pages. He glanced up to see James standing above him. He quickly stood up and backed far away from the human.

“Finally, alone at last.” He smirked walking slowly to where Luindaeion stood, surprised.

\"I’ve been wanting to get to know you, every part of you.” He spoke getting even closer to Luindaeion and speaking almost against his lips. James cursed as a flying fist split his lip. He barely managed to dodge a knee to the groin before he decided he had had enough. With all his strength, he shoved forward, slamming them both to a tree. Luindaeion’s breath burst from him as James crushed him against the tree. But the Elf\'s struggles did not cease. If anything, being trapped between the man and the tree intensitified his fears. James blinked dazedly as the Elf smashed his fist against his mouth once more.

\"Damn you, that\'s enough!\" James growled, blood trickling down his chin. Angling himself so that his entire body was holding Luindaeion pinned to the tree, he freed a hand and brought it up to the elf’s ivory neck. Holding Luindaeion lightly by the throat, James trailed his fingertips down the side of the flushed face. Luindaeion’s skin was soft. James bent his head and ran his tongue across his soft mouth. James groaned as he slipped his tongue between the soft pillows of flesh. He easily pushed past the rebellious barrier of teeth and plunged his tongue into the Elf\'s mouth.

Moaning, James explored the depths of Luindaeion, moving his mouth feverishly against his lips. His free hand crept down to the junction of the Elf\'s thighs. Luindaeion stirred against his mouth as James unlaced his trousers and slid his hand underneath the soft brown fabric. James lifted his head to find the elf\'s blue eyes focusing upon him. Awareness returned to the Elf in a swift rush and he pushed against James but the black haired man tightened his hand around the slender neck, choking Luindaeion.

\"Do not fight me,\" the man whispered against the Elf\'s ear.

\"Let me go,\" Luindaeion demanded, bucking against the hand in his breeches.

\"You have no right to touch me so.\" James curled his fingers around the Elf\'s shaft, stroking it to fullness. He smiled as Luindaeion shut his eyes.

\"Hide it all you like, my beauty.” His hand moved skillfully over the elf, drawing his erection firmer and stiffer.

\"I will not hurt you if you give in.\" The elf\'s eyes shot open defiantly.

\"Never.\" Luindaeion gritted his teeth. Yet even his strong will could not fight the reactions of his body. Luindaeion\'s hips unconsciously pushed forward into the man\'s hand. James increased the pace of his strokes on Luindaeion\'s erection. Luindaeion moaned miserably, biting his lip. James’ tongue dipped into the hollow of the elf\'s ear and Luindaeion shuddered. Luindaeion cried out, breathless, his entire body pulsing with tremors as he exploded within the man\'s hand. James pushed his tongue between the Elf\'s lips; James\' body was burning with passion. Luindaeion\'s release drove the man wild with need. Harsher than he\'d intended, he grabbed the elf by the shoulders and pulled him down to the hard ground. Luindaeion was too worn to fight him as he pushed him onto his back and stripped off his leggings. In seconds, the man undid his own breeches and allowed his aching manhood to spring free. James pulled the slender thighs over his shoulders and leaned forward, opening the Elf to him. The tiny pink opening called to him. Wetting a finger in his mouth, James pressed the tip against the puckered opening, pushing inside. Luindaeion jerked, his eyes flying wide.

\"No!\" James reached up and grabbed a fistful of soft hair to hold the elf still. Then he pressed down with his weight until Luindaeion\'s knees were crushed back against his chest. Confident that he\'d secured the Elf, James twisted his finger within the tight opening. Luindaeion gasped, hatred and desire across his face.

\"You like this,\" James remarked with satisfaction. He pushed his finger in deep, his own body swelling as Luindaeion opened his mouth in a silent cry. He added a second finger, stretching the too-tight opening. Pain darkened the Elf\'s blue eyes but he did not emit a sound. He pulled his fingers free and then without warning or preparation, James took his weeping desire in hand and drove it hard into the elf\'s body.

Luindaeion cried out, his head arching back against the ground. James paused a moment to regain his scattered senses. Breathing roughly, he loosened the hand in Luindaeion\'s hair.

\"You are hurting me, James,\" he whispered. \"Please stop.\" A stifled whimper leaked past Luindaeion\'s tightly pressed lips. A single tear slid from the tightly clenched eyelids, disappearing into the dark hair. He pushed his hips forward, burying himself into a heat that squeezed him tight and hard. He drew back until the head of his erection hovered at the ring of tight flesh, then thrust forward again in a long demanding stroke that tore a groan from his throat. Luindaeion sobbed as the man began to pump need fully into him. James rotated his hips, moving his shaft in a tight circle within the other\'s body. Luindaeion arched beneath him as James\'s erection brushed against the sensitive nerves deep inside. James repeated the motion until he had Luindaeion writhing mindlessly beneath him.

\"James,\" Luindaeion panted, clutching at the man\'s shoulders.

\"Stop--\" James pumped furiously into the Elf\'s body until Luindaeion\'s cries were those of pain mixed with pleasure. He bent and licked the tears that wet the Elf\'s beautiful face, tasting Luindaeion\'s torment. Luindaeion sobbed as James put his entire weight behind thrusts that sought to split the elf in two. Their breaths mingled, filling the woods with the sounds of passion.

\"Feel it,\" James demanded, finding Luindaeion\'s pulsing erection and squeezing.

\"Come for me. Now!\" Luindaeion shrieked. James slapped his palm over the open cry, muffling its harshness of the cry. The elf shuddered as if he would shatter into a million pieces. James groaned deep in his chest as incredibly tight contractions milked his length. He thrust forward, spilling his seed into the ravaged passage. Luindaeion was sobbing and gasping beneath him. James quickly pulled out and wrapped his arms around the elf.

“In time, you will learn to want me as I want you.” James got up from the ground.

“If I find out that you told anyone about what just happen I will see to it that your precious Envinyatar is harmed by my blade.” With that he walked out of the clearing, leaving the elf crying alone. Luindaeion immediately curled into a ball, eyes closed tightly, wishing for death to come and take him from this pain.

“You got what you deserved, foolish elf.” Spoke the sound of a meek voice, flying by his ear.

“I hope you die like this. You do not deserve the love of Envinyatar.” She said in a cruel voice but flew away quickly leaving the elf to suffer. Luindaeion crawled over to where his trousers lay and tried to put them on with as little movement as possible, not wanting to endure more pain. He began to wonder if that’s what it felt like, if it would always hurt. Luindaeion walked carefully down a path to get home. The flood within his eyes blinded his sight, streams pouring from his blue orbs. He came to a pond and quickly removed his clothing and dived into the water hoping to wash the smell of sex from his skin. His sharp fingernails scraped at his scar less skin, the water filling slowly with crimson colored blood. Mortarmaien found her young friend lying on the grass, legs still in the water and scratches covering his arms. She gasped with horror and quickly ran to Luindaeion cradling him.

“What happened Luindaeion?” Her face exposed with fear and worry. He looked up into her hazel eyes his own filled with sorrow.

“Who did this to you?” She asked holding back tears.

“I did.” His eyes fluttered shut. “I just want to go home.” His voice was that of a whisper and he stood, putting his trousers back on.

“I’m sorry to worry you, but it’s something I can’t bare to talk about.” He turned away from her walking back towards the house, moving like the living dead. She still sat on the ground staring at the red water and tears fell from her eyes. Who ever caused this would die from her hands. She quickly chased after him, walking beside him. Once he found his way to his room he shut out his friend and locked the door. Mortarmaien pounded on the door begging him to heal his wounds. He ignored his friends’ pleas and wrapped himself tightly in his blankets. Soon after his eyes closed shut his father burst into the room holding herbs and a towel in his hand.

“Give me your arms Luindaeion.” He said in a stern but kind voice, but when Luindaeion refused to move he got angry. The covers were soon thrown on the floor and his father gripped tightly on his left arm and pulled him on his back. Elladan moved swiftly to repair his sons torn flesh. Soon both arms were bandaged and his father walked towards the door.

“It will leave no scar if you do not pick at it.” He starred at his son trying to hide the pain in his eyes.

“I pray your mother gives birth to another boy, I’d hate to see you replace me once I’m gone.” With that he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Luindaeion looked out the window to see Envinyatar talking with his sister. Tears once again fell from his eyes and he found his way outside and to the woods once more. Mortarmaien saw him wander off alone again and followed him.

“Luindaeion, wait please.” She called off to him and surprisingly he stopped.

“Everyone is worried about you, please tell me what happened.” She put her hand tenderly on his shoulder.

“If I tell you something horrible could happen to the one I love.” He paused, a single tear falling from his left eye.

“So please, do not beg me anymore of what happened. Leave me in peace.” Mortarmaien’s face made Luindaeion’s tear fall harder and soon he found him self running at full speed into the woods. The trees whipped harshly at him as he passes through the narrow path and he stopped abruptly when he ran into Legandir, his slim body crashing the forest unleveled ground.

“Luindaeion, are you alright?” He asked in a gentle voice holding his hand out to the younger elf. Luindaeion ignored his kind gesture and stood on his own.

“Beckon James to move on with his travels.” Luindaeion spoke harshly in their sacred language.

“You’ve brought pain to our village.” Luindaeion said between sobs. Legandir wrapped his strong arms around him.

“Please, tell me what has been done to you so I can seek to undo it.” He spoke with a whisper rubbing the sobbing elf’s back for comfort.

“I’m sure you already know, or you will soon hear of it from your arrogant leader.” Luindaeion broke away from the others embrace, lend up against a tree and buried his pale face into his sleeves.

Legandir admired him immensely, though he could not find the reasons why. He loved the simplicity of his appearance, his white cotton v-neck shirt, with its simple long sleeves and the necklace of sparkling silver with a small pendant around his neck. Looking into his suffering blue eyes, he was suddenly overcome with emotions.

“What did he do to you?” He asked, his words spoken slowly.

“I cannot speak of it.” He said in a silent voice. “Go ask your master and leave me to suffer alone.” His last words were spoken harshly.

“I do not wish to leave in this state.” He spoke with kind words.

“I will find Envinyatar for you then I’ll talk to James.” He kisses the elf on the forehead and made his way out of the woods. He could only imagine what could have happened but he hoped for the best, not wishing to see young Luindaeion suffer. He found Envinyatar in the library reading a red, leather bound book.

“Envinyatar, Luindaeion needs you. You can find him in the woods, please hurry.” Envinyatar looked up at his words, place the bookmark in his book and quickly left the room. Legandir sat down in the now warmed seat in which Envinyatar had sat in. He took a moment to recollect his thoughts before finding his friend.


Envinyatar ran with full speed to find his lover in the large woods, he found him without much trouble being able to hear the sobs coming from the young elf. When Envinyatar saw him he wrapped his strong arms around the shaking elf and whispered sweet words to him to help calm his nerves.

“Please tell me what’s wrong my love. I only wish to help you.” His voice was subtle and kind. His lips danced over Luindaeion’s tear stained cheeks, holding back tears of his own.

“I cannot speak of it, I just wish to rest in comfort.” His sobs subsided and he stood up from the hard rock.

“Please, do not disturb me when I sleep.” His glance went to the red colored sky in beautiful sunset.

“Just tell me please, Luindaeion, is it because of me that you’re like this?” His eyes scanned his face; worry wore thick on his face.

“Of course not.” Luindaeion said to him and gave a meek smile.

“I love you, never forget that Envinyatar.”