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Aragorn uneasily waited for one of their friends to break the silence, waiting anxiously for a reaction. He fidgeted with his hands but when Legolas placed his own over it, he looked at his elf. Legolas shook his head ever so slightly. Finally Aragorn could not take it any more and he blurted out.

"Well say something!"

He could feel Frodo's eyes upon his own and finally the hobbit smiled. Gimli laughed uneasily as the he said,

"That is a nice joke. It seems that spending too much time with the princeling is not really good for your head, laddie."

Aragorn could feel Legolas tensing up as the elf took a deep breath to try and compose himself as he forced out,

"This is not a joke, Gimli." The elf met Gimli's glance with one of his own, reminding Aragorn of the first few weeks of the quest, when the hostility between the two different races could be felt in their air and had driven everybody crazy.

Aragorn glanced at the two friends who stubbornly refused to move. He startled when hands touched him and he looked down to find himself looking into Merry's eyes as the hobbit looked up, his cousin standing next to him, speaking softly.

"Yes, Merry?" The king inquired, eyebrow rising in question.

"Can we feel the baby?" Aragorn could only nod, feeling the child sized hands of both hobbits on his stomach.

"Wow, do you feel that, Pippin?" The other hobbit nodded as well, prodding to coax more kicking from the still unborn heir to the throne of Gondor.

"I think that will do, gentlemen." Aragorn finally forced past his lips, laughing lightly still. The touches had tickled him and he finally crossed his arms over his chest, allowing Pippin and Merry to step back.

He looked to his right, wondering if Legolas was still staring at Gimli. The prince was and now Aragorn could feel the anger coming from him. Yet beneath it the elf was disappointed. Aragorn could feel it very well beneath the anger that shimmered on the surface. He gently reached out with one hand and placed it on Legolas' shoulder.

"We are poor hosts, my husband. Our friends have traveled far and we will offer them all the comforts Gondor can offer."

Gimli grinned and forced out in a tight voice,

"That sounds good, laddie. I always wanted to see what Gondor could offer us now that you are king of these lands." The dwarf walked inside as Aragorn held the door open. He could see the mask sliding in place when he saw Legolas' face and his heart nearly dropped a few inches; this did not bode well.

The next moment that he stepped inside to guide their friends inside an iron grip around his arm nearly jerked him to the right. He quickly looked to the right to find himself staring into dark grey eyes that sparked silver in anger.

"Hello, Ada," he greeted softly, forcing a smile to his face.

"I am so glad that I finally find you, ion nin. Perhaps you have forgotten our agreement already?" The elven lord's voice was controlled but Aragorn could hear the well layered anger in it.

"Ada, not now! We have friends here." Aragorn could see by the reaction Elrond had that the elven lord had seen the hobbits that had walked after him. The elven lord still had Aragorn's arm in a tight grip but he could see that Elrond blinked and a smile tugged at his lips. Finally Elrond released Aragorn, pausing to say,

"We shall discuss this later, Aragorn."

The man gulped, watching Elrond walk closer and greeting the hobbits, pausing to greet Gimli as well. Whenever Elrond called him Aragorn, it meant he had a lot of problems. He could see Legolas standing close by the hobbits, greeting them as Gimli came to stand beside Aragorn.

"It is a joke, is it not?" The dwarf peered up anxiously at the man as Aragorn met his gaze calmly. Finally Aragorn sighed and sank down upon one knee, saying to Gimli,

"Nay, my friend. Somehow Legolas managed the impossible, to impregnate me." He looked at the dwarf out of the corner of his eyes, watching Legolas for a moment before turning again to look at Gimli.

The dwarf blushed under his beard and said:

"So that new belly of yours is not from eating too much…?" This was passed along with a hopeful glance and Aragorn merely raised an eyebrow, watching Gimli squirm uncomfortably underneath his gaze.

"I suppose not then." The dwarf finally concluded.

Finally Gimli sighed and he looked at Aragorn, meeting the man's gaze with his own.

"So it seems the Elfling is special then…."

Aragorn raised an eyebrow before smiling. "Yes, Gimli, Legolas is very special."

He could not help but smile as he caught Legolas' gaze but when the elf looked at Gimli, he looked away.

"Does he need to be reminded of how special he is?" The next question that came had Aragorn coughing softly.

"Nay, I try to remind him as often as I can. You should probably apologize through." The man rose with little difficulty.

He straightened and met the gazes of Samwise and Frodo. The old ring bearer looked at him before coming closer and saying.

"You seem to have settled into your new life fairly easily, Strider." Aragorn inclined his head at the old nickname before Frodo continued.

"King of Gondor, husband to an elf and now pregnant. You have changed a lot."

"Yes, some for good and some for bad. But I will have my servants show you to your room so that you can freshen up. We shall have a feast tonight in honor of your arrival. I will tell my cooks to make much food." Aragorn laughed softly as it was met with huge cheering.

Soon only he and Legolas were left standing in the hallway. Legolas stood on the other side and Aragorn could see that Legolas was still tense. He admired his elf as Legolas stood with his back to him, reveling in the fact that the elf was utterly his. His body stirred to life as it began to respond to the images in his mind.

Legolas glanced his way but it seemed like the elf was unaware of it and finally Aragorn crossed the distance between them, pressing against Legolas' back. Legolas started and turned his head to look at Aragorn over his shoulder.

"Throne room, now!" The man only said, releasing Legolas and walked to the deserted throne room.

He heard by the soft footfall on the floor that Legolas walked after him. Soon the door closed behind the elf as Legolas stood waiting for him. Aragorn took a moment to turn around before he had Legolas firmly trapped against the door.

"I want you." He growled at the prince, startling Legolas even more.

He could see the widening of blue eyes as Legolas steadied himself in the arms that held him tightly.

"What did you say?" The elf finally stammered out, all of the anger disappearing.

"I want you, right now!" Aragorn answered as he kissed Legolas full on the lips. The elf broke the kiss to look at him.

"Here?" The elf stammered, truly surprised.

"Or on the throne, I care not." Aragorn answered, looking around the room. He looked back at Legolas, seeing the prince eyeing him with concern. He gave Legolas another heated kiss, pressing himself against the lithe body and feeling Legolas starting to respond.

"What if anybody comes in?" The elf broke away and crushed Aragorn to him, nearly sweeping the man up in his arms.

"There is a small cove behind the throne that nobody shall see us. But we have to be silent and quick." Legolas looked at Aragorn as the man eyed him through dark eyes. He finally recognized the emotion in the man's eyes: it was lust.

The man wanted him.

"Finally we have reached that phase, huh?" He asked softly, smiling gently as Aragorn only pushed his hips forward and seized the elf's lips again, making speaking impossible.

Finally Legolas merely picked Aragorn up and hauled the struggling man over his shoulder. He did not get very far for finally Aragorn struggled to get loose, nearly dropping them both on the floor.

"Aragorn, cease your struggling." Legolas panted but the next moment Aragorn shifted off balance and both elf and man found themselves on the marble floor.

Legolas released a groan as he struggled to sit up.

"Estel?" He immediately asked, turning around to find Aragorn struggling to get up. The man had a painful grimace on his face as he focused his eyes upon Legolas.

Immediately Legolas went to his side and softly said,

"Does it hurt anywhere?"

Aragorn managed to sit up and Legolas' hand immediately traveled down his husband's back to check for injuries. Finally the man grinned and softly said.

"Not really. I managed to twist my body so that I would not fall on my stomach."

He brought their faces close together so that he could kiss Legolas. When the elf gently broke the kiss and nuzzled his cheek instead, the man grew frustrated and cried out. "Damn it, Legolas, I do not want to cuddle. I want you and I want you now!"

When the elf merely smiled at him, Aragorn found himself growing angry. He startled when he felt a strong hand upon his shoulder and he turned to find himself looking into Elrond's eyes as the elven lord held his hand out.

"Let us get you off the floor, ion nin." The half elf softly said, grey eyes dancing with mirth.

Aragorn blushed deep red when he looked at Legolas, and the fair haired elf nodded at him. "Oh Valar." The man merely muttered, realizing how long Elrond had been standing there.

"I think it is best of you move to the bedroom if you have cravings like this." Elrond did not blush once as he looked Aragorn in the eye, easily pulling the man to his feet.

Aragorn swayed for a moment as the balance shifted again but soon found his balance as Elrond supported him. Elrond tightened his grip and leaned closer to Aragorn's face as he said,

"We will still talk about your eating habits, Aragorn, but for now satisfy these other cravings first."

And as Legolas smiled at Elrond the couple did just that.

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