Note: None of these are my characters! Shounen ai between Legolas/Aragorn!
Takes place a few days after 'In Health'.
Privacy Is Fleeting
Part 5
A.J. Matthews
Aragorn watched Legolas as the graceful elf ran across the rope stretched across the fast-moving river.
They'd come to a rope bridge, which only Legolas could cross without difficulty. The elf had dashed across it carefully to make sure it would hold them.
Legolas carried Frodo on his back, keeping his balance as he made it to the other side.
"Thanks, Legolas," Frodo said gratefully.
"I'm glad I could help," Legolas said, smiling gently, before quickly running across the rope again. He didn't want to leave Frodo alone over there, so as soon as Sam was holding on to him tightly, the elf made his way over to the shore again.
"That's all fine and well for the Hobbits," Gimli grumbled. "But what about us, crazy elf?"
"You could always swim across, stupid dwarf," Legolas called back merrily. "You boast that dwarves are strong, after all."
He deposited Sam on the shore and returned to carry Merry across.
Aragorn caught Legolas's arm, which surprised the elf.
"I don't want the Hobbits to be separated from us," Aragorn told Legolas. "If they get attacked, they won't be able to fend them off for very long."
Legolas nodded. "I understand, but we have no other ropes, Aragorn." He ignored the desire that crept up through him as he looked at the one he loved.
"The rest of us will have to swim across, holding onto the rope." Aragorn didn't like the plan, but it was the only way they could get across.
"Be careful," Legolas said, as his lips met Aragorn's for a few moments. Sparks dazzled them both.
Aragorn nodded. The elf then turned and walked away, to assist Merry and Pippin across.
As soon as the elf had crossed with Merry and Pippin, Boromir, Gimli, and Aragorn waded into the water and began crossing, clinging to the rope.
"Legolas!" Frodo shouted.
The elf had been distracted, as he watched Aragorn making his way over. He turned and saw the strange creatures and orcs surrounding them.
In a flash, Legolas was notching arrows and killing the creatures. His arrows were few, however, and he drew his sword in desperation, dropping his bow.
Legolas sliced at the creatures, ducking and dodging blows. He used his agility to dash onto the back of one of the creatures to slice its throat.
The Hobbits fought as best they could, as Legolas held off as many as he could.
Boromir was the first to reach the shore and raced over to help Merry and Pippin.
Legolas assisted Sam, as he dove to the ground and gutted one of the foul creatures. He then looked for the Ringbearer.
"Frodo!" Legolas shouted.
"Legolas!" Frodo called to the elf. The tallest of the evil beings was grabbing at him. He dove between the tall creature's legs and ran.
Legolas sprinted over and sliced the creature across the face. It bellowed in pain and began chasing the elf, who led it on a merry chase.
Gimli joined the fight, slashing and hacking with his axe.
Aragorn drew Anduril and entered the fray, stabbing and killing his foes.
Legolas took a wrong turn and had gotten himself cornered by the river. His sword struck the creature's dull blade, as they struck at each other, each trying to penetrate the other's defenses.
The creature towering over him sneered as he backed the elf up, until Legolas was standing in the shallow part of the river.
Frodo ran over to aid the elf. He gashed the creature's leg with Sting, but once more, it had no effect.
"Frodo, no!" Legolas shouted in horror as he saw the creature turn to Frodo. He ran out of the water and dove in front of Frodo as the creature stabbed downwards with his blade.
Most of the creatures were retreating, Aragorn saw with relief.
He heard an anguished cry from Frodo and cried out the Hobbit's name.
Legolas was grabbed by the creature , but the lithe elf twisted in its grasp and flung his sword directly into the creature's throat.
The dead creature fell on Legolas, who muttered an Elvish curse. He hadn't managed to break free of the creature's hold on him in time to avoid it.
Frodo struggled to pull the creature off of the elf, who was surely being crushed, the Hobbit thought.
Sam, Merry, and Pippin ran over to him. They saw Legolas's hands and hair sticking out from under the creature.
"Are you all right, Legolas?" Sam yelled.
"Fine except for this thing on me," Legolas shouted, his voice muffled.
Gimli walked over and saw the Hobbits trying to move one of the dead creatures. "What are you doing?" the dwarf asked in confusion.
"Legolas is pinned under the creature!" Frodo cried. He pointed to where the elf's hands where.
"Crazy elf?" Gimli called out curiously.
"Stupid dwarf!" Legolas shouted, feeling embarrassed as he struggled underneath of the creature. It was too heavy for him to move by himself.
Gimli started laughing, even as he began to assist the Hobbits. "Go get Boromir and Aragorn, Sam."
Sam dragged Boromir and Aragorn over to Gimli.
Aragorn looked around. "Where's Legolas?" he asked.
All pointed at the creature, except for Boromir.
"Aragorn!" Legolas sounded relieved. "I'm stuck!"
"I can see that," Aragorn said, feeling a bit amused.
Boromir and Aragorn aided the rest of the Fellowship, as they finally pulled the enormous creature off the elf.
Legolas jumped to his feet. The creature's blood had flowed all over him, and the elf looked unhappy. He grabbed his sword from the creature's throat and sheathed it.
"Thank you, my friends," Legolas said. To their surprise, he turned and walked over to the battlefield, collecting his arrows and bow.
The group began marching again, and Legolas lagged behind everyone, as usual.
The creature's blood was disgusting. It was lucky that they were nearing a hot spring, and would probably be camping close to it, Legolas thought to himself.
Sure enough, they camped less than ten feet from the hot spring. Boromir had the first watch, and Gimli had the second, so Legolas took the opportunity to quietly slip off, carrying his extra clothes and soap.
Everyone grinned when Aragorn followed the elf, when the man noticed that the elf had slipped off. Aragorn had taken a few things with him, as well.
The Hobbits snuggled into their beds and dozed off, as Gimli and Boromir exchanged knowing looks.
"I bet they won't be back by Legolas's watch," Boromir told the dwarf.
"Nah, it'll be Aragorn's watch before they return," Gimli said, grinning.
Legolas walked through the forest silently until he reached the hot spring. He placed his clothes on the ground and carried the soap over to the spring.
Aragorn watched the elf, as Legolas began to remove his dirty clothes.
The elf walked into the hot spring . He left the soap on the shore as he sank into the spring, feeling the ache in his muscles fading slightly.
Legolas closed his eyes in pleasure, oblivious to all else. The warm water soothed his pains as it flowed over him.
After he spread out the blankets he'd brought, Aragorn removed his tunic and shirt silently, grateful now that he'd been raised with elves. Not even Legolas heard him as Aragorn took his shoes and leggings off and picked the soap up. He made his way into the spring silently.
Legolas was surprised when he suddenly felt hands on his back. He opened his eyes and started to turn towards the figure.
"It's me," Aragorn told Legolas quietly as he stopped him from turning. The elf looked relieved.
"I didn't even know you were there, Aragorn," Legolas admitted. "I was… distracted."
Aragorn smiled and chuckled softly. "I noticed." He began massaging Legolas's shoulders with the lather on his hands.
Legolas sighed softly in pleasure. "That feels good," he murmured.
"Let yourself be pampered for once, Legolas," Aragorn said gently. "You never let yourself be taken care of, my love." Aragorn sank to his knees, and maneuvered himself in front of the elf, gazing into his eyes.
"I-"
Whatever Legolas was going to say was lost, as Aragorn claimed the elf's lips tenderly, passion burning inside of him.
Legolas returned the kiss eagerly, as Aragorn rinsed his hands and pulled the elf close. The spring had washed away most of the blood as they kissed frantically, never knowing where one kiss stopped and another began.
Aragorn leaned the elf back.
Legolas choked suddenly as water entered his mouth. "Aragorn," he said hoarsely. "I think we'd better move to the shore ere one of us drowns."
Aragorn scooped the elf up and carried him to the shore, laying him down.
Legolas moaned softly as Aragorn lowered onto him. They chased each other's mouth hungrily as their hands explored each other's hair and traveled downwards…
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The Camp
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A strangled cry caught everyone's attention.
The Hobbits jerked awake as Boromir jumped to his feet.
"That was Legolas," Gimli said worriedly.
"Something must be wrong," Boromir decided. "Let's go."
The Hobbits stood sleepily and nodded.
Everyone drew their weapons as they ran into the woods. But they did not find what they were expecting.
They hadn't known of the hot spring or where it was located.
When Frodo tripped and fell over a small cliff, he grabbed onto Sam, who took a hold of Merry, who clung to Pippin, who held onto Gimli, and the dwarf seized Boromir's arm, as they struggled to keep from falling. It didn't work, and all of them fell down into the hot spring.
It wasn't that which held their attention, though Frodo was obliged to aid Sam, who couldn't swim. It was the sight of the two intertwined figures on the distant shore.
"Shit!" Boromir swore.
"Wow…" was all Gimli could say.
The Hobbits were speechless, for their jaws had dropped open.
Legolas and Aragorn were kissing with a blanket draped over them.
Legolas looked up and paled as he saw their friends watching them.
"We have company, Aragorn," he whispered.
Aragorn nodded and the two reluctantly parted from each other and replaced their leggings, before making their way over to the drenched Fellowship.
"What happened?" Legolas asked, amusement glinting in his emerald eyes. His hand held Aragorn's tightly, as they looked at their drenched friends.
"We heard you cry out," Frodo said, as he helped a sputtering Sam stay afloat.
"We thought you need help," Merry said. Pippin nodded in agreement.
"Why would I need help when I had Aragorn with me?" Legolas inquired without thinking.
Merry, Pippin, Frodo, and Sam blushed.
Gimli avoided looking at the two who held hands.
Boromir averted his gaze as well.
Aragorn whispered something in Legolas's ear and the elf blushed.
To be continued
Privacy Is Fleeting
Part 5
A.J. Matthews
Aragorn watched Legolas as the graceful elf ran across the rope stretched across the fast-moving river.
They'd come to a rope bridge, which only Legolas could cross without difficulty. The elf had dashed across it carefully to make sure it would hold them.
Legolas carried Frodo on his back, keeping his balance as he made it to the other side.
"Thanks, Legolas," Frodo said gratefully.
"I'm glad I could help," Legolas said, smiling gently, before quickly running across the rope again. He didn't want to leave Frodo alone over there, so as soon as Sam was holding on to him tightly, the elf made his way over to the shore again.
"That's all fine and well for the Hobbits," Gimli grumbled. "But what about us, crazy elf?"
"You could always swim across, stupid dwarf," Legolas called back merrily. "You boast that dwarves are strong, after all."
He deposited Sam on the shore and returned to carry Merry across.
Aragorn caught Legolas's arm, which surprised the elf.
"I don't want the Hobbits to be separated from us," Aragorn told Legolas. "If they get attacked, they won't be able to fend them off for very long."
Legolas nodded. "I understand, but we have no other ropes, Aragorn." He ignored the desire that crept up through him as he looked at the one he loved.
"The rest of us will have to swim across, holding onto the rope." Aragorn didn't like the plan, but it was the only way they could get across.
"Be careful," Legolas said, as his lips met Aragorn's for a few moments. Sparks dazzled them both.
Aragorn nodded. The elf then turned and walked away, to assist Merry and Pippin across.
As soon as the elf had crossed with Merry and Pippin, Boromir, Gimli, and Aragorn waded into the water and began crossing, clinging to the rope.
"Legolas!" Frodo shouted.
The elf had been distracted, as he watched Aragorn making his way over. He turned and saw the strange creatures and orcs surrounding them.
In a flash, Legolas was notching arrows and killing the creatures. His arrows were few, however, and he drew his sword in desperation, dropping his bow.
Legolas sliced at the creatures, ducking and dodging blows. He used his agility to dash onto the back of one of the creatures to slice its throat.
The Hobbits fought as best they could, as Legolas held off as many as he could.
Boromir was the first to reach the shore and raced over to help Merry and Pippin.
Legolas assisted Sam, as he dove to the ground and gutted one of the foul creatures. He then looked for the Ringbearer.
"Frodo!" Legolas shouted.
"Legolas!" Frodo called to the elf. The tallest of the evil beings was grabbing at him. He dove between the tall creature's legs and ran.
Legolas sprinted over and sliced the creature across the face. It bellowed in pain and began chasing the elf, who led it on a merry chase.
Gimli joined the fight, slashing and hacking with his axe.
Aragorn drew Anduril and entered the fray, stabbing and killing his foes.
Legolas took a wrong turn and had gotten himself cornered by the river. His sword struck the creature's dull blade, as they struck at each other, each trying to penetrate the other's defenses.
The creature towering over him sneered as he backed the elf up, until Legolas was standing in the shallow part of the river.
Frodo ran over to aid the elf. He gashed the creature's leg with Sting, but once more, it had no effect.
"Frodo, no!" Legolas shouted in horror as he saw the creature turn to Frodo. He ran out of the water and dove in front of Frodo as the creature stabbed downwards with his blade.
Most of the creatures were retreating, Aragorn saw with relief.
He heard an anguished cry from Frodo and cried out the Hobbit's name.
Legolas was grabbed by the creature , but the lithe elf twisted in its grasp and flung his sword directly into the creature's throat.
The dead creature fell on Legolas, who muttered an Elvish curse. He hadn't managed to break free of the creature's hold on him in time to avoid it.
Frodo struggled to pull the creature off of the elf, who was surely being crushed, the Hobbit thought.
Sam, Merry, and Pippin ran over to him. They saw Legolas's hands and hair sticking out from under the creature.
"Are you all right, Legolas?" Sam yelled.
"Fine except for this thing on me," Legolas shouted, his voice muffled.
Gimli walked over and saw the Hobbits trying to move one of the dead creatures. "What are you doing?" the dwarf asked in confusion.
"Legolas is pinned under the creature!" Frodo cried. He pointed to where the elf's hands where.
"Crazy elf?" Gimli called out curiously.
"Stupid dwarf!" Legolas shouted, feeling embarrassed as he struggled underneath of the creature. It was too heavy for him to move by himself.
Gimli started laughing, even as he began to assist the Hobbits. "Go get Boromir and Aragorn, Sam."
Sam dragged Boromir and Aragorn over to Gimli.
Aragorn looked around. "Where's Legolas?" he asked.
All pointed at the creature, except for Boromir.
"Aragorn!" Legolas sounded relieved. "I'm stuck!"
"I can see that," Aragorn said, feeling a bit amused.
Boromir and Aragorn aided the rest of the Fellowship, as they finally pulled the enormous creature off the elf.
Legolas jumped to his feet. The creature's blood had flowed all over him, and the elf looked unhappy. He grabbed his sword from the creature's throat and sheathed it.
"Thank you, my friends," Legolas said. To their surprise, he turned and walked over to the battlefield, collecting his arrows and bow.
The group began marching again, and Legolas lagged behind everyone, as usual.
The creature's blood was disgusting. It was lucky that they were nearing a hot spring, and would probably be camping close to it, Legolas thought to himself.
Sure enough, they camped less than ten feet from the hot spring. Boromir had the first watch, and Gimli had the second, so Legolas took the opportunity to quietly slip off, carrying his extra clothes and soap.
Everyone grinned when Aragorn followed the elf, when the man noticed that the elf had slipped off. Aragorn had taken a few things with him, as well.
The Hobbits snuggled into their beds and dozed off, as Gimli and Boromir exchanged knowing looks.
"I bet they won't be back by Legolas's watch," Boromir told the dwarf.
"Nah, it'll be Aragorn's watch before they return," Gimli said, grinning.
Legolas walked through the forest silently until he reached the hot spring. He placed his clothes on the ground and carried the soap over to the spring.
Aragorn watched the elf, as Legolas began to remove his dirty clothes.
The elf walked into the hot spring . He left the soap on the shore as he sank into the spring, feeling the ache in his muscles fading slightly.
Legolas closed his eyes in pleasure, oblivious to all else. The warm water soothed his pains as it flowed over him.
After he spread out the blankets he'd brought, Aragorn removed his tunic and shirt silently, grateful now that he'd been raised with elves. Not even Legolas heard him as Aragorn took his shoes and leggings off and picked the soap up. He made his way into the spring silently.
Legolas was surprised when he suddenly felt hands on his back. He opened his eyes and started to turn towards the figure.
"It's me," Aragorn told Legolas quietly as he stopped him from turning. The elf looked relieved.
"I didn't even know you were there, Aragorn," Legolas admitted. "I was… distracted."
Aragorn smiled and chuckled softly. "I noticed." He began massaging Legolas's shoulders with the lather on his hands.
Legolas sighed softly in pleasure. "That feels good," he murmured.
"Let yourself be pampered for once, Legolas," Aragorn said gently. "You never let yourself be taken care of, my love." Aragorn sank to his knees, and maneuvered himself in front of the elf, gazing into his eyes.
"I-"
Whatever Legolas was going to say was lost, as Aragorn claimed the elf's lips tenderly, passion burning inside of him.
Legolas returned the kiss eagerly, as Aragorn rinsed his hands and pulled the elf close. The spring had washed away most of the blood as they kissed frantically, never knowing where one kiss stopped and another began.
Aragorn leaned the elf back.
Legolas choked suddenly as water entered his mouth. "Aragorn," he said hoarsely. "I think we'd better move to the shore ere one of us drowns."
Aragorn scooped the elf up and carried him to the shore, laying him down.
Legolas moaned softly as Aragorn lowered onto him. They chased each other's mouth hungrily as their hands explored each other's hair and traveled downwards…
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The Camp
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A strangled cry caught everyone's attention.
The Hobbits jerked awake as Boromir jumped to his feet.
"That was Legolas," Gimli said worriedly.
"Something must be wrong," Boromir decided. "Let's go."
The Hobbits stood sleepily and nodded.
Everyone drew their weapons as they ran into the woods. But they did not find what they were expecting.
They hadn't known of the hot spring or where it was located.
When Frodo tripped and fell over a small cliff, he grabbed onto Sam, who took a hold of Merry, who clung to Pippin, who held onto Gimli, and the dwarf seized Boromir's arm, as they struggled to keep from falling. It didn't work, and all of them fell down into the hot spring.
It wasn't that which held their attention, though Frodo was obliged to aid Sam, who couldn't swim. It was the sight of the two intertwined figures on the distant shore.
"Shit!" Boromir swore.
"Wow…" was all Gimli could say.
The Hobbits were speechless, for their jaws had dropped open.
Legolas and Aragorn were kissing with a blanket draped over them.
Legolas looked up and paled as he saw their friends watching them.
"We have company, Aragorn," he whispered.
Aragorn nodded and the two reluctantly parted from each other and replaced their leggings, before making their way over to the drenched Fellowship.
"What happened?" Legolas asked, amusement glinting in his emerald eyes. His hand held Aragorn's tightly, as they looked at their drenched friends.
"We heard you cry out," Frodo said, as he helped a sputtering Sam stay afloat.
"We thought you need help," Merry said. Pippin nodded in agreement.
"Why would I need help when I had Aragorn with me?" Legolas inquired without thinking.
Merry, Pippin, Frodo, and Sam blushed.
Gimli avoided looking at the two who held hands.
Boromir averted his gaze as well.
Aragorn whispered something in Legolas's ear and the elf blushed.
To be continued