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Aragorn crossed his arms over his chest as he waited patiently for the Hobbits to come. Sam and Frodo would come to visit them today but insofar no word had come from them. He tugged once again on the tunic he was wearing, hoping to conceal his ever growing stomach. "Estel, they shall come in good time." Legolas' amused voice sounded from the doorway as the elf looked at him fondly.
"I know but I was hoping they would come before that time." Aragorn quietly muttered as the elf came to stand beside him.
"Impatient already, how must this go with the important things that are yet to happen?"
"You will merely have to deal with me," Aragorn stated softly as his blond elf pushed him away from the wall so he could slip behind him. Aragorn suppressed a shudder of delight as Legolas' warm palms settled against his back as the elf rubbed it for him. "Have I told you today I love you?" He asked as Legolas' answer came.
"You have now, meleth."
"Legolas, I need more clothes." The man looked back at the curious blue eyes behind him.
"Why?"
The question was as simple as the answer as Aragorn said. "I cannot seem to lace my pants together anymore, and a belt is also getting too tight."
"You seem to increase in everything except the areas I want to find an increase in." The elf answered smugly as a hand tugged on the back of Aragorn's tunic so the fabric drew tight across the small bump.
"You are merely referring to the lack of sexual activities."
"Well I was looking forward to being creative in the bed, but alas, it appears it is not to be so." Legolas released the tunic so it fell down again. "Perhaps later." Aragorn stared once more at the horizon. He felt Legolas tug on his hair playfully as the elf gently chided him. "The most important thing for you to do is to keep your husband happy in all areas. In one area I am not so happy."
"I have other matters on my mind," Aragorn answered absentmindedly as Legolas spun him around so he was facing the elf.
"Is that so? Are there any better then me?" The elf shot him a playful look as Aragorn shook his head, yet he could not laugh.
"No, not that I know of," the man eventually offered.
"Then what is the matter then? You have been distracted since you came back," Legolas' voice was soft as the elf gently took his hand.
"It is not the same anymore Legolas. Things have changed, other people have come and gone and my mind is confused," Aragorn declared helplessly.
"Nothing has changed, Aragorn. I am still here as are you and our child is healthy. Why do you deny me the right to bring you comfort and help you relax? You have been so tense, my love, I was lucky this morning I could rub your shoulders. What is really going on?" The elf forced himself to meet the man's gaze as he continued. "I fear for you. You even deny yourself the comfort of our bond, why is this?"
"I do not know how anymore, Legolas. I am afraid that when I saw this woman who captured me, and I thought I would be the same. She desired you and I am not sure if I deserve you," The man softly stated.
"But I desire you as well and you have proven you deserve me, beloved."
"I should fall down upon my knees to worship you but I am afraid I cannot." Aragorn looked the elf in the eye as Legolas placed another hand upon his cheek.
"Reach out for me!" He instructed softly. When Aragorn reached out with a hand the elf shook his head. "With your mind."
The man closed his eyes as he allowed his mental barriers to fall away. Barriers that had been there since he had been kidnapped. He slowly reached out with his mind to Legolas, feeling their bond strengthened until he felt the elf's love for him. It surrounded him and took all of his doubts away as he felt a hidden and passionate desire coming from Legolas until he opened his eyes in shock and Legolas laughed softly. "I do desire you."
"I feel it," he declared suddenly, embarrassed when he recalled his earlier doubts.
"You are loved, Aragorn, and I will gladly erase your doubts. With words, or without. I will take care of you as I know you shall do the same for me. But I shall be the strong one for now, if it pleases you." Legolas smiled at him approvingly as he saw the old Aragorn resurface.
"And just in time for our friends."
The whinnying of horses drew his attention as the hobbits dismounted with a little help from Legolas as the elf opened the gate for them.
"Hello Strider…" Sam paused to give him a greeting as Frodo walked forward.
The gardener was soon talking with Legolas as Frodo gave him a lingering look before saying softly. "You have gained weight. Is everything alright, Aragorn?"
The man nodded, smiling as he sank down upon one knee to grasp the old ring bearer's hand. "Yes, Frodo, it will be eventually. It is strange but alright," The man spoke quietly as Frodo looked at him strangely.
"What do you mean?"
The dark haired hobbit looked like the hobbit Aragorn had met in Bree, before the Ring had taken its claim upon the brave being. "I have put on weight, but the reason is strange and comes from the Valar themselves. They have seen it fit to bless and Legolas and I with children."
Frodo looked around Aragorn's form in search for them as Aragorn chuckled softly. "They are not yet here, Frodo. Well not walking yet. It is the same reason I have put on weight."
The hobbit looked at him confused until the truth dawned on his face as he asked, looking back at Legolas. "But that means… but Legolas is so slim, surely…"
"It is not Legolas, Frodo, it is I," Aragorn stated softly as Frodo looked him in the eyes.
Frodo held his gaze for a long time in which they could hear Legolas and Sam's chattering before Frodo asked. "But then how long…?"
"I imagine since the wedding or shortly after, or before, I know not. But it is really there," Aragorn answered until Frodo asked the next question.
"Then you are really… pregnant?" At Aragorn's nod the Hobbit smiled and leaned in closer to give Aragorn a careful hug. "You two really deserve it, Aragorn."
Aragorn drew back, smiling as well until Frodo shuffled his feet and asked. "Do you mind if I…?" At Aragorn's nod the Hobbit reached out with a hand to touch Aragorn's stomach before drawing back with a delighted gasp.
The next moment Aragorn felt Legolas' hand on his shoulder as the elf drew him up while Sam asked. "Is everything well, Mister Frodo?"
"Yes, Sam, everything is fine." Frodo answered with a fond nod at his guardian. "I am glad, Mister Frodo. Now, Strider, Mister Legolas here told me some amazing news. Now I have seen many wonders in my time, if you catch my meaning, but this seems to be the top of it. I am very happy for you and Mister Legolas, very happy indeed." The blonde head bobbed in time with the earnest words spoken and Aragorn shared a smile with Legolas.
"Thank you, Samwise," Legolas offered for them both.
"So what shall you call this little one?" Sam asked next, as Legolas shared a look with Aragorn after which they both smiled.
"Truth be told we have not yet given it thought what to name the child. Nor do we know the gender," the elf said gently, slipping his arm around Aragorn's back.
The man leaned against him contentedly and smiled at their friends before he chided himself and said quickly. "Where have our manners gone? Would you like to come in and have something to drink perhaps?" He allowed Legolas' hand to fall away and sent a smile the elf's way as Legolas winked at him.
"I will help, Strider," Sam offered as he hurried after the man.
"No need, Sam. I can handle it," Aragorn called from the kitchen as he stopped in front of the many cupboards. "Say, Legolas, where do we keep the glasses again?" He called out after a moment at which the elf chuckled and walked back inside.
"I know not, Estel, you have a point," he said as he stopped beside Aragorn to stare at the cupboards in the kitchen.
Soon the glasses were found and they enjoyed a fun filled afternoon with the two Hobbits. Aragorn soon had his feet propped up on the table, until after a while of Legolas' continual shoving them off; he settled them on a chair. "I do not want to see your feet on the table, Estel," the elf told him sternly.
Aragorn stuck out his tongue at the elf and answered, "Yes, father."
"Aragorn, that is not funny!" The elf turned to him rather angrily, as the Hobbits giggled softly.
"True, you are not my father. I am sorry I should not have said that," Aragorn answered softly as he looked down and made a move to rise.
Frodo nudged Sam softly and said. "We shall leave now. No, you do not have to walk us to the gate. We shall see you later." The hobbits walked away as Aragorn rose up from the chair.
"Where are you going?" Legolas asked, looking up at him.
"Outside" Aragorn answered softly.
"Why?" Legolas took his hand and Aragorn turned a little bit and stopped.
"Because I have seemed to anger you, and I do not think you would want my company now."
"You used to battle that anger…" Legolas stood in a fluid motion and while pushing Aragorn down in a chair, settling in his lap before continuing. "Telling me I was stubborn, or I was a high and mighty elf and you were a mere human and therefore should bow to my superior wisdom."
"I never said that," Aragorn protested.
"No, I added that myself. I want you to fight me. To use that clever mind of yours to make me growl in defeat," the elf softly purred, fingers running over Aragorn's chest.
"Oh really? I have never heard you growl before." Aragorn's arms wound themselves around Legolas' narrow waist as the elf paused to give him a heated kiss.
"Yes, then you have never defeated me." Legolas grinned at him while he seated himself in a different position on Aragorn's lap.
The man's silver eyes locked onto his while Legolas placed a gentle hand on Aragorn's stomach. "Reach out for me, beloved," Legolas instructed once more as Aragorn closed his eyes. Legolas surrounded him with his presence and then Aragorn felt his child's presence within himself.
"Can you hear our child's heartbeat?" The man asked after a moment when he felt the elf's weight shift off his leg as Legolas crouched in front of him. After a moment the golden head lifted as Legolas shook his head and answered. "Nay, but it matters not to me. It is in your heart I have found my loved one." The next kiss was one of love as Aragorn once more surrendered himself into his elf's care.
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