/** Author's Note: Hello all, this little fic is for my bro who loves Legolas. And has a fantasy of him being gay, With Aragorn. *cough* She's female by the way. All characters belong to JRR Tolkien. It might be offensive to some but… Hey! It's all in good fun, non? Hahaha… Anyway, it's really written for my dear bro in terrible archaic speech. Bro! I expect a treat! Gaaah… Enjoy and if possible, R/R! if u can understand what I'm writing… **/
Scenarios n Exchanges (that will make JRR Tolkien do flip-flops in his grave)
(In other words, things that we will never see in the books or in the movies… )
Scenario n Exchange #1:
The beach was empty, save for two lone figures walking towards the water. Tis was rare indeed, seeing that tis WAS a weekend after all.
"Where art the rest of the humans, My Lord?" Legolas whispered softly to the HUNKY man (A/N: oooo yeah…) beside him, his honey white, wind-blown hair falling in silky strands across his bare, pale shoulders. (A/N: they are NOT naked. Just wearing leggings.)
"Thou not likest it, Dear Elf?" The man, known as Aragorn or Elessar in Elven, Son of Arathorn, Heir of Isildur, Heir of Gondor, King of Gondor… asked with a worried frown. (A/N: ok fine. Aragorn will now be declared as The-man-with-too-many-names…) HIS wind-blown dark brown hair wisped back from his rugged face.
"Non non! Tis fine with me!" Legolas replied hurriedly. He gave a reassuring smile at The-man-with-too-many-names. HE smiled back, flashing a perfect handsome row of white teeth, which made HIM swoon.
The two men hath by now reached the water's edge. The-man-with-too-many-names gave a quick grin at Legolas, flashing his handsome set of teeth once again.
"My Lord? Something wrong? Thy eyes hath a certain glint in them…" Legolas the pretty elf, inquired. He looked suspiciously at the other man, trying very hard not to swoon AGAIN right there and then. Tis was becoming a very bad habit indeed. Before the pretty elf couldst speakest further, The-man-with-too-many-names hath lifted the light and pretty elf up with his strong manly arms and was now wading into the sea.
"ARAGORN!! What art thou doing??? I re-bonded my hair yesterday!! It mustn't get w- " The elf dropped into the water like a rock, causing a loud splash. Legolas stood up soaking wet in a rather undignified manner and glared angrily at his lover. "Thou shalt pay for this unkind act, HUMAN! *gasp* My pretty tresses!" The elf wailed in horror.
The-man-with-too-many-names gave a slight chuckle at the distress look on his dear elf's face. He traced a finger slowly across Legolas's cheeks. The wailing stopped immediately and The-man-with-too-many-names stared passionately into the deep eyes of his lover elf, noting the slight shade of pink that hath appeared on the tip of the elf's pointed ears. He cupped the pretty elf's face with one manly hunky hand, and kissed the soft pretty lips slowly. The small gesture accelerated quickly into a HUGE bout of passionate lovemaking and what was to be an innocent trip to the beach hath turned out to be not so innocent after all.
The End.