Stitch Up My Empty Hands
***Legolas***
The day's travel was much easier with Frodo by my side. We spent the journey walking side by side, talking and enjoying each others company. But I kept feeling the cold glare of Sam's eyes upon us, some unknown emotion generating from their emerald depths. I dismissed it of course, having too much of a good time to have Sam ruin it, but it disturbed me somewhat. Frodo noticed my change in mood and gently slid his arm around my waist, the other weaving itself with my hand. "What's wrong?" He inquired, his crystalline blue eyes probing mine for an answer. I shrugged, "Nothing, just thinking." I kissed his forehead, pulling his small form closer to me. We walked on.
~*~
The Fellowship had stopped for rest and a bite to eat, Merry didn't hesitate to point this out. I lowered myself to the soft grass beside my lover, handing him an apple from my pack. He accepted it, flashing his dazzlingly white teeth. We ate in silence, staring at each other and taking the other's appearance, every curve, every movement, and imprinting it in our minds. My head turned for a second, my eyes catching a glimpse of Sam looking at us again. His glare frightened me, never had I seen such jealousy.
***Frodo***
I watched as Legolas' eyes watched Sam, as he watched us. I could tell of Legolas' concern, I was concerned just as much. Except, what could Sam try to do? Talk me out of loving Legolas? If he did, I would merely dismiss him and his bullshit. He could do nothing to separate my heart's desire and me. I turned back to Legolas, cupping his face with my hands and pulling him into a deep but gentle kiss. "I love you." I whispered in his pointed ear. "Don't you ever forget that, ever." I pulled back, stroking his pristine skin. He looked at me, I was drowning in those bottomless eyes. Their gaze was so hypnotizing, like nothing I'd ever seen before. They were beautiful.
***Legolas***
It was then that Aragorn disrupted us, telling everyone that we must get a move on. "The Orcs are on our tail, if we dare tarry longer they will soon catch us." He said loudly so everyone could hear. I tensed. Would my attacker be marching in their ranks? If they caught us, would he rape me again? I shuddered at the thought of it. My mind healing from the emotional battering I received from him. Frodo noticed my change in mood yet again and, without saying a word, took my worries from me. His arms encircling me in a loving embrace.
~*~
We had departed once again, trudging through a dense forest. Frodo and I walked among Boromir and Aragorn, Sam lagging behind a bit. We took no notice, as his glare grew more and more jealous, until it was charged with loathing. We never noticed.
***Frodo***
The day passed quickly, and soon the Fellowship was sitting beside the fire. One by one, Merry, Pippin, Boromir, and Gimli dismissed themselves to bed. Aragorn left as well to take up his watch on a tall rock. Soon Legolas yawned and kissed my forehead, "I'll be waiting for you Frodo." He whispered with a playful smirk playing at the edges of his beautiful lips. I nodded as he walked off, leaving Sam and I. I again took no notice until I felt his hands on my shoulders, gently massaging my sore muscles. I pushed his hands away. "Sam…what are you doing?" I asked uneasily, he put his hands back. "You seem tense Mr. Frodo." He said, slyness present in his voice. "No I'm fine Sam." I said pushing him away a bit harder. He sat down beside me. "I'll just get down to it Frodo. Why are you letting Legolas taking advantage of you so? Can't you see he just wants to fulfill his lust and receive mindless worship?" I stood up, anger boiling in me. "You're lying Sam, jealousy has driven you mad." I said, fighting to keep my voice calm. But what he did next sent me over the edge. Sam leaned in, pressing his lips to mine. In a flurry of shrieks and a slap, Sam was on the ground. "How dare you. If you wish to keep your life I suggest you stay away from Legolas and I Sam." I said, my voice full of anger. Stalking away, I left Sam alone by the fire.
~*~
` As I climbed into the bedroll Legolas and I shared, Legolas cocked his head. "What happened?" He inquired innocently. I sighed, "Sam, he tried to kiss me. He's so jealous." I said, nuzzling myself into the folds of his shirt. Legolas embraced me, rocking me to sleep.
