A dear friend of mine imperiously demanded "a reward" today for being the top reviewer on my livejournal. Though I can't seem to write much these days, I did manage this double drabble for her. :)
Title: Warmth in the Gloaming
Author: surreysmum
Length: exactly 200 words
Pairing: Legolas/Aragorn
Rating: PG-13
A/N: a little reward for my pal floatingleaf.
The setting sun poured its orange rays bounteously through the waterfall curtain at Henneth Annun, filling the cavern with dancing fragments of rainbow. But the Man and Elf sitting side by side upon the cliff edge, bare feet dangling casually into the spray, ignored Anor's showy lights, preferring instead the intense perusal of each other's features.
"'Tis a fine trysting spot, Estel," murmured the Elf, one hand gently cupping the bearded cheek.
"It is peaceful," responded the Man. "That is all we need." He bent sideways, tenderly kissing Legolas, feeling the Elf's smile grow beneath his own lips. "The sun is almost set. Shall we seek our warm blankets?" But he did not cease searching out the sweet crannies behind and atop sensitive Elvish ears.
Legolas sighed aloud and insinuated long fingers beneath the hem of Aragorn's tunic to tease at tightening trews. "Aye," he breathed. "Cover me with your warmth, heat me beyond bearing…"
"'Tis you who will burn me, my Elf, with my own desire." Silently their hands met and they walked slowly side by side into the darkening cavern. There was no hurry: all the night was theirs, until the sunbeams passed the water's wall once more.