I kind of lost my imagination…. It's time for the guys to move on.
Let me know what you thing of this chapter, I don't really like it.
Thanks for all the reviews (immortaljedi, especially you!)
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When Duncan and Methos entered the castle, Mac called for Aragorn. Methos needed a quiet place since he was still shaking and shivering. Duncan had never seen his lover reacting like this after a quickening and he was worried.
"He needs a place to rest for the night." Aragorn showed him one of the rooms inside the castle and Duncan urged Methos to lay on the bed. As soon as he lay there the old immortal fell asleep. Silently the other two left the room and together with Legolas who had joined them they went to Theoden, knowing that he would ask for an explanation.
The king was in yet another room with Eomer and gestured them to sit down. "Can you explain me what was going on down there?" It was not a question, but a request and they all knew it. So Duncan explained who they were and what had happened on the battlefield. Neither Eomer nor Theoden would have believed him before this night, but now they did.
After leaving the king, Aragorn looked at his friend and finally asked. "What bothers you Duncan, because I can see that you are not here in your thoughts. Do you still fear for Methos?" His friend nodded gravely. "It is not normal how he reacted and his exhaustion is not normal either. I fear that something has happened, that I don't know. I will go and look after him for the night." With those words he walked over to Methos room, leaving Legolas and Aragorn behind.
Methos was awake when Duncan came into the room. He saw the concern in the brown eyes and knew that his friend had been worried. "Before you ask, yes I am fine. No, I don't know why the quickening had such an effect on me. And yes I know it was close, but I am still here. Any more questions?" Mac's relief was visible in his face and audible in his voice as he told his lover that he had no more questions, only a plea. "Let me hold you for the rest of the night." Methos was more than willing to fulfill this particular wish and while Mac held him close to his body he debated whether he should tell him what really happened during the fight. 'No', he decided, 'the last time Kronos appeared in our life, it nearly destroyed him. I can't take that risk again. I am strong enough to defeat my shadows on my own.' And he stayed silent not wanting to bring pain to the one he loved. And he prayed that he was indeed strong enough.
Two rooms further Legolas was still awake. Two reasons prevented him from sleeping, one was that he kept seeing the fight as soon as he closed his eyes and the other was sleeping deeply only five meters away. Aragorn had kissed him and his eyes had been shining with love, the elf was not sure whether this short episode had been a dream or reality. It seemed so unreal that they should find each other here in this place of death and destruction. "Please tell me that I am not dreaming that it was not a dream, that you love me as I do!" Silent whispers in the night, not spoken to be heard and yet Aragorn did. He was awake same as Legolas and had been sure that Legolas slept when he heard the silent plea spoken in elvish. For a second he just lay there and treasured this moment. 'And if I live forever, I want to remember this words.' "It was not a dream unless we both are dreaming and if that's the case I will never want to wake up." With those words he got off the bed and walked over to the elf who looked at him with wonder in his eyes. Gently he cupped the pale face with his hands. "I do love you forever, if you want me." Lifting one hand behind the ranger's neck Legolas brought their faces close together and answered the question he saw hidden in those blue eyes. "I will always want you, you have my heart and my love. Whatever you desire shall be yours if it is within my power to give you."
Their lips met tenderly first but soon tenderness made way for passion as their tongues met and entwined themselves in each other. Aragorn's hand moved over the light wollen shirt searching and finding an entry. Legolas moaned as strong hands started to caress his back and tore at Aragorn's shirt. Swiftly the other man pulled it over his head and then helped the elf to remove his. Now it was Aragorn who gasped as he saw the beauty of his love. "You are so beautiful" he murmured. Then he closed his eyes as soft, yet strong hands began to caress his chest, following the strong muscles, setting fire wherever they touched him. "Look at me" he heard the silent command and opened his eyes.
The fire that burned in Aragorns eyes almost undid Legolas, he held the eye contact as his hand moved further down.
An explosion shook the castle and fire seared up on the defensive wall.
"Devilery of Orthanc! The attacks have started again!"
Let me know what you thing of this chapter, I don't really like it.
Thanks for all the reviews (immortaljedi, especially you!)
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When Duncan and Methos entered the castle, Mac called for Aragorn. Methos needed a quiet place since he was still shaking and shivering. Duncan had never seen his lover reacting like this after a quickening and he was worried.
"He needs a place to rest for the night." Aragorn showed him one of the rooms inside the castle and Duncan urged Methos to lay on the bed. As soon as he lay there the old immortal fell asleep. Silently the other two left the room and together with Legolas who had joined them they went to Theoden, knowing that he would ask for an explanation.
The king was in yet another room with Eomer and gestured them to sit down. "Can you explain me what was going on down there?" It was not a question, but a request and they all knew it. So Duncan explained who they were and what had happened on the battlefield. Neither Eomer nor Theoden would have believed him before this night, but now they did.
After leaving the king, Aragorn looked at his friend and finally asked. "What bothers you Duncan, because I can see that you are not here in your thoughts. Do you still fear for Methos?" His friend nodded gravely. "It is not normal how he reacted and his exhaustion is not normal either. I fear that something has happened, that I don't know. I will go and look after him for the night." With those words he walked over to Methos room, leaving Legolas and Aragorn behind.
Methos was awake when Duncan came into the room. He saw the concern in the brown eyes and knew that his friend had been worried. "Before you ask, yes I am fine. No, I don't know why the quickening had such an effect on me. And yes I know it was close, but I am still here. Any more questions?" Mac's relief was visible in his face and audible in his voice as he told his lover that he had no more questions, only a plea. "Let me hold you for the rest of the night." Methos was more than willing to fulfill this particular wish and while Mac held him close to his body he debated whether he should tell him what really happened during the fight. 'No', he decided, 'the last time Kronos appeared in our life, it nearly destroyed him. I can't take that risk again. I am strong enough to defeat my shadows on my own.' And he stayed silent not wanting to bring pain to the one he loved. And he prayed that he was indeed strong enough.
Two rooms further Legolas was still awake. Two reasons prevented him from sleeping, one was that he kept seeing the fight as soon as he closed his eyes and the other was sleeping deeply only five meters away. Aragorn had kissed him and his eyes had been shining with love, the elf was not sure whether this short episode had been a dream or reality. It seemed so unreal that they should find each other here in this place of death and destruction. "Please tell me that I am not dreaming that it was not a dream, that you love me as I do!" Silent whispers in the night, not spoken to be heard and yet Aragorn did. He was awake same as Legolas and had been sure that Legolas slept when he heard the silent plea spoken in elvish. For a second he just lay there and treasured this moment. 'And if I live forever, I want to remember this words.' "It was not a dream unless we both are dreaming and if that's the case I will never want to wake up." With those words he got off the bed and walked over to the elf who looked at him with wonder in his eyes. Gently he cupped the pale face with his hands. "I do love you forever, if you want me." Lifting one hand behind the ranger's neck Legolas brought their faces close together and answered the question he saw hidden in those blue eyes. "I will always want you, you have my heart and my love. Whatever you desire shall be yours if it is within my power to give you."
Their lips met tenderly first but soon tenderness made way for passion as their tongues met and entwined themselves in each other. Aragorn's hand moved over the light wollen shirt searching and finding an entry. Legolas moaned as strong hands started to caress his back and tore at Aragorn's shirt. Swiftly the other man pulled it over his head and then helped the elf to remove his. Now it was Aragorn who gasped as he saw the beauty of his love. "You are so beautiful" he murmured. Then he closed his eyes as soft, yet strong hands began to caress his chest, following the strong muscles, setting fire wherever they touched him. "Look at me" he heard the silent command and opened his eyes.
The fire that burned in Aragorns eyes almost undid Legolas, he held the eye contact as his hand moved further down.
An explosion shook the castle and fire seared up on the defensive wall.
"Devilery of Orthanc! The attacks have started again!"