Note: Only Rutan is my character. The rest all belong to J.R.R. Tolkien.
This contains shounen ai between Legolas and Aragorn. Elvish speech is in '
'. Takes place about a day after 'Trouble In Lothlorien'.
Out On A Limb
Part 9
Legolas sat by himself near a spring, mending some of his broken arrows. His mind was focused on his work, as his nimble fingers repaired the damages done to the arrows.
Rutan watched as Legolas worked silently, seemingly unaware of anything else.
The raven-haired elf with dark eyes wanted to take this special Prince of Mirkwood for himself. How dare the heir of Isildur even think that he was worthy of such a beautiful creature, Rutan raged. Legolas deserved much better than some human, in his opinion.
Legolas looked up, as he heard a stick snap. He lightly jumped to his feet, and looked around. The blonde elf frowned when he saw nothing.
Legolas sat down again to finish mending his arrows, but he had an uneasy feeling now, which he could not shake.
"Legolas!" Aragorn's voice called.
A genuine smile broke over Legolas's face, as he stood and replaced his arrows in his quiver.
Rutan cursed the human silently, as he withdrew from sight, a gleaming knife in his right hand. Blue liquid dripped from the blade of the knife.
Legolas quickly leapt into the trees, and used them to make his way over to Aragorn.
Aragorn looked up, as Legolas landed on the branch above him.
"Come on down," Aragorn teased.
Legolas smiled. 'Why don't you come up?' he invited, a merry twinkle in his emerald eyes.
Aragorn shrugged, and walked over to the tree. He climbed up it, not nearly as graceful as Legolas was.
But the elf didn't care about that right now, as Aragorn made it up to where he was.
Legolas sat on the branch, and his lover sat next to him. Because they were alone, Legolas felt that it was safe to relax with Aragorn.
Aragorn slid his arms around Legolas's waist, as he pulled the elf closer.
'I missed you last night,' Aragorn murmured. 'I could not sleep without you there.'
Aragorn didn't understand why he and Legolas had been given rooms on the opposite sides of Lothlorien.
Legolas whispered, 'I missed you, too. But I'm here now, love. We are alone and have all the time in the world…'
That was enough of an invitation to Aragorn.
He kissed his lover hungrily, and Legolas responded, bringing his hands up to Aragorn's neck.
Everything else was forgotten, as they kissed deeper.
Aragorn slid his tongue into Legolas's sweet mouth, and was gratified when Legolas's own tongue entered his mouth.
A soft moan escaped from Legolas's lips, as Aragorn slid his hands under the elf's tunic and shirt. His bow and quiver of arrows fell to the ground, as Legolas returned the favor.
Rutan saw Legolas's bow and quiver fall from the tree. He could hear the lovers up there, and gritted his teeth.
However, there was a slight problem with what Aragorn and Legolas were currently doing. The branch was not wide enough.
They found this out as Aragorn attempted to lean Legolas back onto the branch. Both wound up slipping and dangling from the tree.
Legolas let out a muffled cry of pain, for his hair was caught in some of the smaller branches. He held onto the branch as best as he could.
Aragorn looked at his lover, as he held onto the tree as well. He had heard pain in Legolas's voice as he cried out. Aragorn saw the reason why instantly. His lover's fine, golden locks were tangled around part of another branch.
The two lovers looked at each and started to laugh.
Their laughter mingled, with Aragorn's deep laughter, and Legolas's lighter and merrier laugh.
'You will have to get up first, love,' Legolas told him in Elvish. 'For my hair prevents me from moving and would likely be torn out should I slip.'
Aragorn nodded. 'I shall return to the branch, then, to save your hair.'
Legolas flushed slightly, as Aragorn carefully climbed back onto the branch, and made his way over to where Legolas's hair was trapped.
Aragorn carefully tried to untangle it, enjoying its silky feel on his hands.
Rutan was getting more agitated, as he watched Legolas dangle from the tree and Aragorn messing with something in the tree.
What on earth was that human doing, Rutan wondered. Couldn't he see that Legolas might fall and hurt himself?
He started forward, and then stopped as Aragorn began to speak.
'Legolas, your hair is too fine to be untangled from the branches. I'm afraid that it must be cut, dear one,' Aragorn told him, sighing.
A sigh escaped from Legolas's lips, as well. 'Very well,' he said quietly.
Rutan continued to gaze at the two, as Aragorn drew Anduril and neatly cut Legolas's hair free. Anduril was re-sheathed.
Aragorn then offered a hand to Legolas, who took it. He pulled his lover back up onto the branch, and held him close.
'My hair…' Legolas moaned softly. 'I swore I'd never cut it…' He looked upset, as he rested his head against Aragorn's shoulder.
Aragorn hid a smile. 'You could always cut mine,' Aragorn said softly. 'If it would make you feel better.'
Legolas whispered, 'I know it's vain of me, but it is my one beauty.' He knew that he was showing a weakness, but he didn't care right now. The only one near was Aragorn, and it didn't matter so much at this moment if Aragorn caught him looking weak.
Aragorn frowned. 'You are beautiful in many ways, Legolas. With your inner and outer beauty. Yes, your physical beauty is admirable, but your strength and gentleness are beautiful as well,' Aragorn told him gently. 'You do not seek to be taken care of, rather putting the attention on someone else or hiding your own pains. And you are the one I love.'
Legolas was surprised to hear Aragorn's words. They truly came from his lover's heart. A tender smile appeared on Legolas's face, as Aragorn backed up his words with a fierce kiss.
A moan made its way out of Legolas's throat, as he clung tightly to Aragorn.
Six discreet coughs caught their attention.
"Um…" Frodo coughed again.
Legolas and Aragorn turned to see the rest of the Fellowship standing there.
"Yes?" Aragorn asked.
Legolas took Aragorn's hand, as they looked at their friends.
"We just wanted to tell you that dinner is ready," Merry said.
Pippin kicked him, and tried to hide it. 'And that Lady Galadrial wants to see us all one at a time after dinner."
"You're first, Aragorn," Gimli mumbled. "Then me, Sam, Pippin, Merry, Boromir, Legolas, and Frodo."
"Thank you for informing me," Aragorn said.
Sam and Frodo wandered over to the tree, and attempted to climb it.
Boromir walked over and gave each Hobbit a boost, so he didn't have to look at Aragorn and Legolas.
Sam and Frodo climbed up until they were on the branch where Legolas and Aragorn had been sitting.
"Hey, Legolas," Sam called, as he touched the blonde hair that was ensnared in the tree.
"Yes?" Legolas inquired.
"How come your hair is caught in this tree?" Sam questioned.
Legolas blushed slightly, as did Aragorn.
"Hey, I thought elves and trees got along," Gimli teased Legolas.
"Stupid dwarf," Legolas responded.
Rutan watched the group, staying far enough back so he wouldn't be detected.
So the Lady of the Light was summoning them to her one by one, Rutan mused. And Legolas was the second to last one to see her.
That would give Rutan plenty of time to do what he was planning to do.
To be continued
Out On A Limb
Part 9
Legolas sat by himself near a spring, mending some of his broken arrows. His mind was focused on his work, as his nimble fingers repaired the damages done to the arrows.
Rutan watched as Legolas worked silently, seemingly unaware of anything else.
The raven-haired elf with dark eyes wanted to take this special Prince of Mirkwood for himself. How dare the heir of Isildur even think that he was worthy of such a beautiful creature, Rutan raged. Legolas deserved much better than some human, in his opinion.
Legolas looked up, as he heard a stick snap. He lightly jumped to his feet, and looked around. The blonde elf frowned when he saw nothing.
Legolas sat down again to finish mending his arrows, but he had an uneasy feeling now, which he could not shake.
"Legolas!" Aragorn's voice called.
A genuine smile broke over Legolas's face, as he stood and replaced his arrows in his quiver.
Rutan cursed the human silently, as he withdrew from sight, a gleaming knife in his right hand. Blue liquid dripped from the blade of the knife.
Legolas quickly leapt into the trees, and used them to make his way over to Aragorn.
Aragorn looked up, as Legolas landed on the branch above him.
"Come on down," Aragorn teased.
Legolas smiled. 'Why don't you come up?' he invited, a merry twinkle in his emerald eyes.
Aragorn shrugged, and walked over to the tree. He climbed up it, not nearly as graceful as Legolas was.
But the elf didn't care about that right now, as Aragorn made it up to where he was.
Legolas sat on the branch, and his lover sat next to him. Because they were alone, Legolas felt that it was safe to relax with Aragorn.
Aragorn slid his arms around Legolas's waist, as he pulled the elf closer.
'I missed you last night,' Aragorn murmured. 'I could not sleep without you there.'
Aragorn didn't understand why he and Legolas had been given rooms on the opposite sides of Lothlorien.
Legolas whispered, 'I missed you, too. But I'm here now, love. We are alone and have all the time in the world…'
That was enough of an invitation to Aragorn.
He kissed his lover hungrily, and Legolas responded, bringing his hands up to Aragorn's neck.
Everything else was forgotten, as they kissed deeper.
Aragorn slid his tongue into Legolas's sweet mouth, and was gratified when Legolas's own tongue entered his mouth.
A soft moan escaped from Legolas's lips, as Aragorn slid his hands under the elf's tunic and shirt. His bow and quiver of arrows fell to the ground, as Legolas returned the favor.
Rutan saw Legolas's bow and quiver fall from the tree. He could hear the lovers up there, and gritted his teeth.
However, there was a slight problem with what Aragorn and Legolas were currently doing. The branch was not wide enough.
They found this out as Aragorn attempted to lean Legolas back onto the branch. Both wound up slipping and dangling from the tree.
Legolas let out a muffled cry of pain, for his hair was caught in some of the smaller branches. He held onto the branch as best as he could.
Aragorn looked at his lover, as he held onto the tree as well. He had heard pain in Legolas's voice as he cried out. Aragorn saw the reason why instantly. His lover's fine, golden locks were tangled around part of another branch.
The two lovers looked at each and started to laugh.
Their laughter mingled, with Aragorn's deep laughter, and Legolas's lighter and merrier laugh.
'You will have to get up first, love,' Legolas told him in Elvish. 'For my hair prevents me from moving and would likely be torn out should I slip.'
Aragorn nodded. 'I shall return to the branch, then, to save your hair.'
Legolas flushed slightly, as Aragorn carefully climbed back onto the branch, and made his way over to where Legolas's hair was trapped.
Aragorn carefully tried to untangle it, enjoying its silky feel on his hands.
Rutan was getting more agitated, as he watched Legolas dangle from the tree and Aragorn messing with something in the tree.
What on earth was that human doing, Rutan wondered. Couldn't he see that Legolas might fall and hurt himself?
He started forward, and then stopped as Aragorn began to speak.
'Legolas, your hair is too fine to be untangled from the branches. I'm afraid that it must be cut, dear one,' Aragorn told him, sighing.
A sigh escaped from Legolas's lips, as well. 'Very well,' he said quietly.
Rutan continued to gaze at the two, as Aragorn drew Anduril and neatly cut Legolas's hair free. Anduril was re-sheathed.
Aragorn then offered a hand to Legolas, who took it. He pulled his lover back up onto the branch, and held him close.
'My hair…' Legolas moaned softly. 'I swore I'd never cut it…' He looked upset, as he rested his head against Aragorn's shoulder.
Aragorn hid a smile. 'You could always cut mine,' Aragorn said softly. 'If it would make you feel better.'
Legolas whispered, 'I know it's vain of me, but it is my one beauty.' He knew that he was showing a weakness, but he didn't care right now. The only one near was Aragorn, and it didn't matter so much at this moment if Aragorn caught him looking weak.
Aragorn frowned. 'You are beautiful in many ways, Legolas. With your inner and outer beauty. Yes, your physical beauty is admirable, but your strength and gentleness are beautiful as well,' Aragorn told him gently. 'You do not seek to be taken care of, rather putting the attention on someone else or hiding your own pains. And you are the one I love.'
Legolas was surprised to hear Aragorn's words. They truly came from his lover's heart. A tender smile appeared on Legolas's face, as Aragorn backed up his words with a fierce kiss.
A moan made its way out of Legolas's throat, as he clung tightly to Aragorn.
Six discreet coughs caught their attention.
"Um…" Frodo coughed again.
Legolas and Aragorn turned to see the rest of the Fellowship standing there.
"Yes?" Aragorn asked.
Legolas took Aragorn's hand, as they looked at their friends.
"We just wanted to tell you that dinner is ready," Merry said.
Pippin kicked him, and tried to hide it. 'And that Lady Galadrial wants to see us all one at a time after dinner."
"You're first, Aragorn," Gimli mumbled. "Then me, Sam, Pippin, Merry, Boromir, Legolas, and Frodo."
"Thank you for informing me," Aragorn said.
Sam and Frodo wandered over to the tree, and attempted to climb it.
Boromir walked over and gave each Hobbit a boost, so he didn't have to look at Aragorn and Legolas.
Sam and Frodo climbed up until they were on the branch where Legolas and Aragorn had been sitting.
"Hey, Legolas," Sam called, as he touched the blonde hair that was ensnared in the tree.
"Yes?" Legolas inquired.
"How come your hair is caught in this tree?" Sam questioned.
Legolas blushed slightly, as did Aragorn.
"Hey, I thought elves and trees got along," Gimli teased Legolas.
"Stupid dwarf," Legolas responded.
Rutan watched the group, staying far enough back so he wouldn't be detected.
So the Lady of the Light was summoning them to her one by one, Rutan mused. And Legolas was the second to last one to see her.
That would give Rutan plenty of time to do what he was planning to do.
To be continued