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A Goodly Pace - fanfiction

LeMuse has been keeping me incredibly busy after my indentured servitude ended, and in the midst of everything else I'm working on, this little ficlet popped in.

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Legolas, Frodo and a quiet morning ride.

Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. This story is not meant to violate the rights held by New Line, Tolkien Enterprises, nor any other licensee, nor is any disrespect intended. I don’t own Tolkien’s original characters, however, my OC’s, Gwinthorian, Garrick, Devon and several other Rangers are exclusively my own.

A Goodly Pace
by Larrkin

"Go faster."


"Legolas! Go faster!"

"No. Stop squirming, Frodo."

I watched Aragorn and Boromir riding on ahead of us towards Osgiliath, galloping their mounts at a speed I envied. I wanted to go fast like they were! I wanted to feel the wind in my face, pulling at my hair, pushing me back against the solid wall of elf behind me. I wanted to fly! Yet Legolas insisted on trotting his horse along at this sedate and boring pace.

I wanted to go faster!

"They're getting away from us!" I cried.


"WHO?" I huffed. "Aragorn and Boromir of course!"

"Oh. Of course. Aye, indeed they are. They should be there soon."

"Well, I want to gallop with them!"

"Frodo, don't be silly. We cannot possibly catch up with them now."

"But we could go as fast as they are!"

"No. This is a goodly pace for us."

"Legolas, I won't fall. You're holding me tightly enough against you."


"So go faster!"

I felt rather than heard him sigh, but his tone remained soft and patient. "You would be shaken about too much did I break into a gallop, sweetling. No."

"Aragorn didn't forbid it."

"He did not have to. He knew I wouldn't do it."

"But --"

"We shall get there, little one."

"Eventually, I suppose, but --"

"I happen to be enjoying this ride with you." I felt him lean down to purr a warm "mmmmmmmm" against my curls; then he kissed my head and sat up, saying, "Are you bored with my company?"

That was rather unfair. "Of course not! It's just that --"

"If you are bored and wouldst rather go back I can return you to the city, perhaps leave you with Sam at the greenhouses."


He chuckled. I fumed a little, knowing he was playing with me. Aragorn and Boromir were now far in the distance. I fumed a little more, then I exclaimed, "I don't want to spend another day falling asleep on my feet at the greenhouses, and I'm not bored with your company, and I don't want to go back, and I'm enjoying riding with you out here on the wide open expanse of the Pelennor Plain! I just want to go FASTERRRRRRR!"

And I started bouncing up and down and kicking my legs against the horse's sides. The animal completely ignored me. But Legolas didn't.

He reined in his horse, picked me up, and gently flipped me over. Suddenly I was stretched out in front of him, stomach side down, bottom side up, staring over the side of the horse, and - and Legolas was yanking down my britches! Right there on the wide open expanse of the Pelennor Plain!

I gasped and cried, "Legolas! You wouldn't!" Which is about the dumbest thing one can say when in such a position. Because Legolas certainly would, and Legolas did.

He didn't say a word. He just placed his arm over my back, held me securely in place and spanked away with his elegant, dreadful elvish precision. I drew in ragged breaths and wriggled and kicked and yelped and squeaked and hoped with all my might that this wasn't going to be a full spanking. Please, please, pleeeease, let no one ride by!

Then, suddenly, Legolas stopped. He'd given me only about ten swats, but ten swats from this elf left a meaningful sting. He pulled my britches back over my freshly spanked bottom, picked me up and sat me right back down again. Firmly. My eyes watered and I sucked a sharp hiss and arched my back.


I didn't say it, but I thought it. Ow. Ow, ow, OW! I couldn't even reach back to rub the burn because I was sitting on the burning part. Owwwww! I was ready to launch into a resentful pout, but Legolas leaned down and kissed the side of my face, his arm hugging my waist, cuddling me closer to him. He snicked to his horse and tapped it with his heels and off we went again at that slow trot. It felt much more intense now.

Legolas slid his lips close to my ear and murmured, "Still want me to gallop my horse, little one?"

And I sat there on my sore bottom, feeling the sun and the breeze on my face, feeling Legolas nuzzling my curls and all I could do was lean back against him and say, "N-No. No, thank you, Legolas. You're right. This is a goodly pace for us."




Oh my gosh, I am SO SO SO happy you and Le Muse are back!!! I absolutely LOVED this ficlet, and cannot WAIT for an update!!!! YAY!!!! Just a quick question though. Has Le Muse put any thought into my proposal of the multiple mischief makers?

maybe actually have Devon, Pippin, Faramir, and Gwinthorian find themselves together and go off on a "helpful' mission that is really dangerous. They may suceed, but the act is traced back to them. Or, have them in different pairs and have settling spankings for minor mischief, but then all combined at chaos. Maybe add Aragorn, Merry, Boromir, or Legolas? Just having a piece where all the mischief makers get together unsupervised.

(Your response)
As to your story idea, well, let's see . . . first we have a tale featuring Dev, Pip, Faramir and Gwin, then (maybe) we toss in Aragorn, Merry, Boromir and/or Legolas? Well, I . . . well, golly . . . I'm flattered that you believe me up to such a challenge (that is, if indeed you're serious.) Really, that's kind of you, and I'll take it under consideration. Sounds like fun, if somewhat chaotic. Halbarad, Garrick and Damrod are going to have at least two naughty backsides each to deal with, leaving two naughty backsides unattended. Lerin will have to come visiting. Or Glorfindel. *gasp*

my second response
I think it would be a great story! And if Damrod continues with his spanking arm power, maybe he could deal with one of the hobbits, or have them be so tired from the adventure that they fell asleep and are dealt with the next day, or not told about the discovery until the next day. Or Gimli could come and help, or Tharenduil, Elrond, Elohir, or Elladan. (Or another story with them coming to celebrate the victory, or coming to say goodbye.) Can Halabrad take three? Tharenduil could take Legolas and Gwin, leaving Aragorn and a hobbit for Halbarad. Ooh, or have the first 4, Merry, and Boromir go and do something and get caught, and have Legolas ride after them to convince them not to, and then get swept up in it too. Then, after having to deal with everyone, Aragron wants to leap the fence the safety of Halbarad would impose, and then need to be taken care of. Or any story where one half-responsible member goes after the others but get caught up in the mischief.

I don't mean to be a nusience, but if you are writing...just wanted to make sure that was remembered.

And so happy to see you back writing!! Happy with joy like Boromir to see his fellowship friends after he was injured, and Elladan and Elohir to see Legolas after his 100 years of adulthood, and Aragorn to see his father and brothers after traveling with the Grey Company before the disaster of Trilium's sweep, and...you get the point. :)

Glad you're back!!

WOW! Hang on . . . I need to get this straight in my head . . . uhhh . . . .

Quite the ambitious tale there! I do recall your request (although I don't remember when you sent it) and clearly we had a dialogue about it. I remain flattered by your faith in my abilities. But, WOW!

I'm not saying it couldn't be done, however, taking into consideration the extended cast of characters and the necessary resulting spankings, plus the fact that my stories tend to be lengthy when there's only one or two guilty parties involved, and I envision the end result of your mega bunny rivaling the size of Atlas Shrugged. That's not even taking into account the time involved. I enjoy a challenge, but LeMuse could very well become drained before we reach the end. (Think of poor Boromir in FF.) However, a truncated version with a few less characters is indeed possible. ;)

As for all your kind words, thanks so much. I was tickled by the way you used scenes from my various stories to describe your feelings! And thanks for the prompt regarding your mega bunny. I applaud your vivid imagination. I only wish I had Ayn Rand's staying power.


March 2019

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