Disclaimer: We do not own the characters, though the scene is ours.
Note: This is actually part from an RPG that we are doing on YahooGroups called 'Our Middle Earth', the Legolas parts were done by Gypsy, Aragorn was done by me... But we both liked this scene so I cut and pasted it together and decided to stick it up and share it. Umm... it's set in Rivendell during the time before the Fellowship set out. ^_~ Interested in the RPG, go here and take a peek there are probably some characters still around if you want to join or make your own: http://www.yahoogroups.com/groups/ourmiddleearth/
'Beautiful - Part 2'
By: Jaya Korin (JayaKorin@viafamily.com) and Gypsy Winter (kejazofi@wolfenet.com)
"No," Legolas said. "not beautiful at all right now." Shame burned in his cheeks and in side him. Helplessness for what had been about to happen to him, how far it had gone.
"Always beautiful." Aragorn responded softly, ashamed of the new tears that sprang to his eyes as he sat back on his heels. ~even with Henduil you were still beautiful.~ He thought, bitterly. "Look at me Legolas." He whispered softly. "Please...."
Legolas didn't respond at first, but finally he turned his head back to his lover, opening his eyes--looking at him, at the tears there, and knowing he was the cause for them, felt all the worst...he said nothing, waiting...
"I said it before.." Aragorn said softly holding Legolas's gaze. "You will always be beautiful to me, no matter what." He whispered his voice catching slightly in his throat as he reached down to gently brush his fingers across Legolas's cheek. "Always."
Legolas looked away when Aragorn touched his cheek.
"Something can be beautiful, and still be stained...unworthy."
"If that is so then we are both guilty, I no more then you." Aragorn said quietly dropping his hand back to his side. "You could never been unworthy in my eyes, only your own....." He let his words trail off into the night. Behind him the soft crackle of the fire was the only noise aside from their own breathing.
Legolas sighed softly.
"I wonder what good I can to any of you," the elf said at length. "I was in need of rescuing before we have even left Rivendell, from one I considered a friend."
Aragorn was sorrowed by the words of self doubting but he said nothing knowing for the moment they would serve no real purpose. Though he did not tend to let Legolas continue giving into them in the future. ~beautiful Legolas...~
The silence stretched out between them.
"Please, lay with me, I need to feel you touching me....."
Standing up Aragorn turned away instead, taking a few moments to build up the fire. Walking back he smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed before removing his boots, and the dark red outer robe he'd worn earlier, more comfortable in the breeches and a lighter under shirt. Gently Aragorn slipped beneath the blankets to wrap his arms around Legolas's body placing a soft kiss upon the elf's forehead.
"I love you."
Legolas was discouraged when Aragorn turned away from him, his heart dropping. He watched the man's back as he stoked the fire. ~Is it true then?~ he thought to himself. Relief, and an actual smile, albeit it a tired one, came across Legolas' face when Aragorn returned, crawling into bed with him. The elf's arms encircled Aragorn's waist, and he laid his head on the man's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
"I love you, too," he whispered.
"I know." Aragorn said softly kissing the top of Legolas's head this time feeling sleep creeping up on him again, he stayed awake listening to the soft crackle of the fire, to the sound of Legolas breathing. To the joy of being able to hold him like this, without any other reason save his own want and Legolas's request.
Legolas fell asleep long before Aragorn did, feeling safe and warm in his lover's arms.
Note: This is actually part from an RPG that we are doing on YahooGroups called 'Our Middle Earth', the Legolas parts were done by Gypsy, Aragorn was done by me... But we both liked this scene so I cut and pasted it together and decided to stick it up and share it. Umm... it's set in Rivendell during the time before the Fellowship set out. ^_~ Interested in the RPG, go here and take a peek there are probably some characters still around if you want to join or make your own: http://www.yahoogroups.com/groups/ourmiddleearth/
'Beautiful - Part 2'
By: Jaya Korin (JayaKorin@viafamily.com) and Gypsy Winter (kejazofi@wolfenet.com)
"No," Legolas said. "not beautiful at all right now." Shame burned in his cheeks and in side him. Helplessness for what had been about to happen to him, how far it had gone.
"Always beautiful." Aragorn responded softly, ashamed of the new tears that sprang to his eyes as he sat back on his heels. ~even with Henduil you were still beautiful.~ He thought, bitterly. "Look at me Legolas." He whispered softly. "Please...."
Legolas didn't respond at first, but finally he turned his head back to his lover, opening his eyes--looking at him, at the tears there, and knowing he was the cause for them, felt all the worst...he said nothing, waiting...
"I said it before.." Aragorn said softly holding Legolas's gaze. "You will always be beautiful to me, no matter what." He whispered his voice catching slightly in his throat as he reached down to gently brush his fingers across Legolas's cheek. "Always."
Legolas looked away when Aragorn touched his cheek.
"Something can be beautiful, and still be stained...unworthy."
"If that is so then we are both guilty, I no more then you." Aragorn said quietly dropping his hand back to his side. "You could never been unworthy in my eyes, only your own....." He let his words trail off into the night. Behind him the soft crackle of the fire was the only noise aside from their own breathing.
Legolas sighed softly.
"I wonder what good I can to any of you," the elf said at length. "I was in need of rescuing before we have even left Rivendell, from one I considered a friend."
Aragorn was sorrowed by the words of self doubting but he said nothing knowing for the moment they would serve no real purpose. Though he did not tend to let Legolas continue giving into them in the future. ~beautiful Legolas...~
The silence stretched out between them.
"Please, lay with me, I need to feel you touching me....."
Standing up Aragorn turned away instead, taking a few moments to build up the fire. Walking back he smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed before removing his boots, and the dark red outer robe he'd worn earlier, more comfortable in the breeches and a lighter under shirt. Gently Aragorn slipped beneath the blankets to wrap his arms around Legolas's body placing a soft kiss upon the elf's forehead.
"I love you."
Legolas was discouraged when Aragorn turned away from him, his heart dropping. He watched the man's back as he stoked the fire. ~Is it true then?~ he thought to himself. Relief, and an actual smile, albeit it a tired one, came across Legolas' face when Aragorn returned, crawling into bed with him. The elf's arms encircled Aragorn's waist, and he laid his head on the man's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
"I love you, too," he whispered.
"I know." Aragorn said softly kissing the top of Legolas's head this time feeling sleep creeping up on him again, he stayed awake listening to the soft crackle of the fire, to the sound of Legolas breathing. To the joy of being able to hold him like this, without any other reason save his own want and Legolas's request.
Legolas fell asleep long before Aragorn did, feeling safe and warm in his lover's arms.