Author: AmberKid
Feedback: always welcome
Archive: just ask
Warning: Lime (no grownup lemon yet), maybe a little OOC
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. I'm just a poor university student, so don't sue me.
Writer's notes: Second part of the story. No elven babble this time. ^^
Part two
Confused Legolas sat back, those words spinning in his head.
"But how...why? He desires me...does that mean...does he love me?"
Suddenly Legolas felt all warm inside and his heart beat faster. He leaned back against one of those old trees and let his thoughts wander.
In his mind he could feel the warmth of the sun and he imagined himself lying in the grass with Aragorn.
Suddenly a shadow blocked out the sun and as Legolas opened his eyes, he looked straight into those of Aragorn, who had bent over to look at Legolas' face.
"What are you marveling at?" the elf asked, half laughing.
Aragorn smiled at him, a warm and loving smile, before he answered: "I am looking at this wonderful being that I came to fall in love with."
Legolas smiled back at Aragorn, who moved his head even closer. Until their lips met in a sweet and tender kiss that sent shivers all through Legolas' body.
The warmth of the sun was now replaced by a heat that slowly built up inside of them both. Aragorn's hands moved very gently, as he opened Legolas' shirt to uncover the skin underneath. He bent down to place butterfly kisses on every little bit of skin he discovered.
Legolas' breath got even faster, as he felt Aragorn's lips, how he kissed his way down to...
The sound of voices made Legolas open his eyes to reality again. The morning had dawned and as usual, the hobbits were talking loudly to each other while preparing what they called breakfast.
"Did I fall asleep? No. But...I can't have been dreaming all night about...oh my..."
The memory of his fantasies brought some colour to the usually pale face of the elf.
"I've never seen you blush before..." Aragorn, who had woken up only moments earlier, leaned against a tree close by. His voice sounded amused.
"Well there's a lot of things that you don't know about me, old friend." Legolas answered, hiding his embarrassment behind a smile.
Aragorn did not reply. He passed Legolas with a little smile on his face, to stroll off to one of his morning walks.
The sound of Legolas' voice echoed in Aragorn's mind. How he had called him "old friend"...
"He was smiling...and for whatever reason he was embarrassed..." Aragorn sighed and the smile left his face as soon as he was sure to be alone. Alone with his thoughts.
"I've been dreaming...in that dream it was so easy to say it...to admit that Legolas is the one, who my heart belongs to now..." Lost in his thoughts Aragorn went on, not noticing that he had begun to speak his thoughts out loud.
"But it was a dream, only a dream..." Again he sighed deeply.
"Why are you so sure about that?" A soft voice, belonging to Galadriel, asked.
Startled, Aragorn looked around and found Galadriel walking beside him.
"Well, a good morning to you, mylady." he managed to say. And even though he still felt uncomfortable with it, he was able to meet her gaze, that was as intense and knowing as ever.
"So, tell me Aragorn, why are you so sure that it has only been a dream?"
"I _know_ it was a dream. I know I was sleeping and I was dreaming..."
"Yes." Galadriel smiled, "But was it _only_ a dream?"
Her question confused him. What was she trying to say?
"It _was_ only a dream. Only...only?!" Aragorn's thoughts went in circles around this little word. He looked at Galadriel, his face displaysing his confusion.
"What do you mean by that? That it was real?"
The elven queen nodded. "To me," she explained, "a dream is another kind of reality. Different, but as real as what you experience when you are awake."
"So you're trying to say that it was real, that all I said...was real?"
Again Galadriel bent her head to a nod. Then she smiled, almost childish, when she said: "It was real. Real enough for other ears to be heard..."
For a moment she put her hand on his shoulder, just like the day before, and left him, still with this childish smile on her face.
TBC
Feedback: always welcome
Archive: just ask
Warning: Lime (no grownup lemon yet), maybe a little OOC
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. I'm just a poor university student, so don't sue me.
Writer's notes: Second part of the story. No elven babble this time. ^^
Part two
Confused Legolas sat back, those words spinning in his head.
"But how...why? He desires me...does that mean...does he love me?"
Suddenly Legolas felt all warm inside and his heart beat faster. He leaned back against one of those old trees and let his thoughts wander.
In his mind he could feel the warmth of the sun and he imagined himself lying in the grass with Aragorn.
Suddenly a shadow blocked out the sun and as Legolas opened his eyes, he looked straight into those of Aragorn, who had bent over to look at Legolas' face.
"What are you marveling at?" the elf asked, half laughing.
Aragorn smiled at him, a warm and loving smile, before he answered: "I am looking at this wonderful being that I came to fall in love with."
Legolas smiled back at Aragorn, who moved his head even closer. Until their lips met in a sweet and tender kiss that sent shivers all through Legolas' body.
The warmth of the sun was now replaced by a heat that slowly built up inside of them both. Aragorn's hands moved very gently, as he opened Legolas' shirt to uncover the skin underneath. He bent down to place butterfly kisses on every little bit of skin he discovered.
Legolas' breath got even faster, as he felt Aragorn's lips, how he kissed his way down to...
The sound of voices made Legolas open his eyes to reality again. The morning had dawned and as usual, the hobbits were talking loudly to each other while preparing what they called breakfast.
"Did I fall asleep? No. But...I can't have been dreaming all night about...oh my..."
The memory of his fantasies brought some colour to the usually pale face of the elf.
"I've never seen you blush before..." Aragorn, who had woken up only moments earlier, leaned against a tree close by. His voice sounded amused.
"Well there's a lot of things that you don't know about me, old friend." Legolas answered, hiding his embarrassment behind a smile.
Aragorn did not reply. He passed Legolas with a little smile on his face, to stroll off to one of his morning walks.
The sound of Legolas' voice echoed in Aragorn's mind. How he had called him "old friend"...
"He was smiling...and for whatever reason he was embarrassed..." Aragorn sighed and the smile left his face as soon as he was sure to be alone. Alone with his thoughts.
"I've been dreaming...in that dream it was so easy to say it...to admit that Legolas is the one, who my heart belongs to now..." Lost in his thoughts Aragorn went on, not noticing that he had begun to speak his thoughts out loud.
"But it was a dream, only a dream..." Again he sighed deeply.
"Why are you so sure about that?" A soft voice, belonging to Galadriel, asked.
Startled, Aragorn looked around and found Galadriel walking beside him.
"Well, a good morning to you, mylady." he managed to say. And even though he still felt uncomfortable with it, he was able to meet her gaze, that was as intense and knowing as ever.
"So, tell me Aragorn, why are you so sure that it has only been a dream?"
"I _know_ it was a dream. I know I was sleeping and I was dreaming..."
"Yes." Galadriel smiled, "But was it _only_ a dream?"
Her question confused him. What was she trying to say?
"It _was_ only a dream. Only...only?!" Aragorn's thoughts went in circles around this little word. He looked at Galadriel, his face displaysing his confusion.
"What do you mean by that? That it was real?"
The elven queen nodded. "To me," she explained, "a dream is another kind of reality. Different, but as real as what you experience when you are awake."
"So you're trying to say that it was real, that all I said...was real?"
Again Galadriel bent her head to a nod. Then she smiled, almost childish, when she said: "It was real. Real enough for other ears to be heard..."
For a moment she put her hand on his shoulder, just like the day before, and left him, still with this childish smile on her face.
TBC
