Okay ... This is me needing a break from angsting for Wedding Present ...
This is all there is so far, I don't know if I'm gonna continue or not ...
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Aragorn crept up behind his lover, knowing the Elven ears could pick up almost any sound. At the last moment, he stepped up behind Legolas and wrapped his arms firmly around the Elf's narrow waist. "Where were you this morning?"
Legolas pressed against his lover. "I had to practice ... You almost beat me with the bow last week."
"If I recall," Aragorn's voice was smooth as honey. "I *did* beat you with the bow," he ran his hand over Legolas's thigh, knowing the Elf was still tender there.
A shudder rippled through the golden body at the memory. "Indeed you did," he conceded, his voice heavy with lust.
"And if I recall," he gathered Legolas's hair, lifting it off his neck. "I told you not to leave the room last night," he nipped Legolas sharply where the shoulder and neck met. "Didn't I?"
"Yes," he breathed, closing his eyes and shivering.
Another bite. "And yet, I awoke to an empty bed," he bit the Elven skin again, enjoying the taste, and the trembles it provoked in his lover.
"I'm sorry, I had to-"
"Hush," a firm bite followed this command, causing Legolas to give a little whimper. "I have no ear for excuses today, little Elf."
"Yes, my lord." Legolas replied softly, his head hanging down and to the side.
"You disobeyed me," he slid a hand to Legolas's crotch, grinning at the bulge he found there, and squeezing it. The Elf bucked powerfully into his hand and gave a quiet moan. "If I didn't know better, little Elf," he tightened his fingers around the bulge. "I'd think you disobeyed on purpose." An almost tender bite to the neck. "Did you?"
Legolas raised his head somewhat, a deliberate show of defiance. In further defiance, he didn't speak, clamping his lips around another groan at the fingers trapping him.
"I see," The Man's breath was hot in his ear. Suddenly, the Elf was alone, surrounded by silence save a rustle of leaves and the bubbling waterfall below.
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Aragorn crept up behind his lover, knowing the Elven ears could pick up almost any sound. At the last moment, he stepped up behind Legolas and wrapped his arms firmly around the Elf's narrow waist. "Where were you this morning?"
Legolas pressed against his lover. "I had to practice ... You almost beat me with the bow last week."
"If I recall," Aragorn's voice was smooth as honey. "I *did* beat you with the bow," he ran his hand over Legolas's thigh, knowing the Elf was still tender there.
A shudder rippled through the golden body at the memory. "Indeed you did," he conceded, his voice heavy with lust.
"And if I recall," he gathered Legolas's hair, lifting it off his neck. "I told you not to leave the room last night," he nipped Legolas sharply where the shoulder and neck met. "Didn't I?"
"Yes," he breathed, closing his eyes and shivering.
Another bite. "And yet, I awoke to an empty bed," he bit the Elven skin again, enjoying the taste, and the trembles it provoked in his lover.
"I'm sorry, I had to-"
"Hush," a firm bite followed this command, causing Legolas to give a little whimper. "I have no ear for excuses today, little Elf."
"Yes, my lord." Legolas replied softly, his head hanging down and to the side.
"You disobeyed me," he slid a hand to Legolas's crotch, grinning at the bulge he found there, and squeezing it. The Elf bucked powerfully into his hand and gave a quiet moan. "If I didn't know better, little Elf," he tightened his fingers around the bulge. "I'd think you disobeyed on purpose." An almost tender bite to the neck. "Did you?"
Legolas raised his head somewhat, a deliberate show of defiance. In further defiance, he didn't speak, clamping his lips around another groan at the fingers trapping him.
"I see," The Man's breath was hot in his ear. Suddenly, the Elf was alone, surrounded by silence save a rustle of leaves and the bubbling waterfall below.