Sorry that I haven't updated this story in awhile. I told myself that I'd
update all my fics at least once during vacation. So I decided I'd start
with this one! Miyo is my own character and everything else belongs to JRR
Tolkien. Elvish speech is in ' ', and thoughts are in . Sorry if this
doesn't make much sense, all will be revealed in a few chapters. Enjoy!
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Miyo looked down upon the elf and man with disgust. How the hell am I going to compete with that? she wondered, watching their tongues battle. Sighing loudly she leapt out of the tree and landed on top of Legolas tearing him away from Aragorn.
'Aragorn?' asked Legolas breathlessly, and Miyo ruefully got off of him.
'Sorry,' she said sweetly, and in return Legolas mumbled, 'That's fine.'
'Who is this Legolas?' asked Aragorn, and Miyo scowled, as he wrapped his arm around the elf's slender waist.
'I don't know,' said Legolas grimacing as he touched his hair, for when she had jumped on him, he had hit his head on a rock. It hurt a lot. 'She was captured by a band of orcs, and they were about to kill her.'
'My name is Miyo,' she said forcefully. 'And I could have saved myself.'
Legolas just chuckled and Aragorn smiled. Every day he was coming to love the elven prince more and more.
'And you are…' asked Miyo, trying not to throw up in disgust. They were beginning to make her sick, which increased her determination to tear them apart.
'Aragorn,' he said, 'And this is Legolas.'
'Well Legolas, even though I didn't need your help, I thank you for saving my life.'
'Your welcome,' he replied, before turning back to Aragorn. 'I think I am going to go and bathe. I can not stand the reek of orc any longer.'
'I'll go with you,' said Aragorn smiling, before turnig back to Miyo. 'Will you be able to manage by yourself? We won't be long.'
'I'll be alright,' she said her answer sounding forced. God how she hated the though of them *bathing* together, but she knew if the plan was going to work she'd have to put up with it…for now. An evil smile crossed her face as she began to build a fire.
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Slowly Legolas lowered himself into the lake, enjoying the feeling of the water flowing over his grimy skin.
Chuckling Aragorn slid next to him, his arms encircling his waist. 'What's wrong Legolas?' he asked noticing the look on the elf's face.
'I'm fine,' was the reply.
'You know that's a lie. You can tell me what's wrong.'
'I don't know!' Legolas yelled, moving way from his lover.
'Well maybe you need to relax a little…' said Aragorn, closing the space between them, to massage the elf's slender shoulders. Legolas closed his eyes in pleasure. This felt so good…
'Do you want me to stop?' asked Aragorn after about ten minuets. Legolas nodded and they stared at each other, longing shining brightly in both their eyes.
Resisting the temptation no longer Legolas pushed his lips to Aragorn's. As their tongues battled for dominance Legolas felt something going on inside of him that he only felt once before in his life. The last time that he felt that was about two hours ago during the battle with the orcs. But as Aragorn began running his tongue over his sensitive ear tip he forgot everything, until bright golden light glistened around them. Swearing loudly Aragorn dropped Legolas's lithe body with a splash.
'How did you do that?'
'What?' asked Legolas, brushing his dripping hair out of his face.
'That golden light. How did you do it?'
'I don't know!'
'Let me see,' murmured Aragorn, before slapping the elf hard across the face.
'What the hell was that for?' yelled Legolas, and a burst of flame shot at Aragorn, who smiled.
'I'm sorry love,' he whispered, before kissing him again. Legolas moaned and the golden sparks flew before them.
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Miyo looked down upon the elf and man with disgust. How the hell am I going to compete with that? she wondered, watching their tongues battle. Sighing loudly she leapt out of the tree and landed on top of Legolas tearing him away from Aragorn.
'Aragorn?' asked Legolas breathlessly, and Miyo ruefully got off of him.
'Sorry,' she said sweetly, and in return Legolas mumbled, 'That's fine.'
'Who is this Legolas?' asked Aragorn, and Miyo scowled, as he wrapped his arm around the elf's slender waist.
'I don't know,' said Legolas grimacing as he touched his hair, for when she had jumped on him, he had hit his head on a rock. It hurt a lot. 'She was captured by a band of orcs, and they were about to kill her.'
'My name is Miyo,' she said forcefully. 'And I could have saved myself.'
Legolas just chuckled and Aragorn smiled. Every day he was coming to love the elven prince more and more.
'And you are…' asked Miyo, trying not to throw up in disgust. They were beginning to make her sick, which increased her determination to tear them apart.
'Aragorn,' he said, 'And this is Legolas.'
'Well Legolas, even though I didn't need your help, I thank you for saving my life.'
'Your welcome,' he replied, before turning back to Aragorn. 'I think I am going to go and bathe. I can not stand the reek of orc any longer.'
'I'll go with you,' said Aragorn smiling, before turnig back to Miyo. 'Will you be able to manage by yourself? We won't be long.'
'I'll be alright,' she said her answer sounding forced. God how she hated the though of them *bathing* together, but she knew if the plan was going to work she'd have to put up with it…for now. An evil smile crossed her face as she began to build a fire.
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Slowly Legolas lowered himself into the lake, enjoying the feeling of the water flowing over his grimy skin.
Chuckling Aragorn slid next to him, his arms encircling his waist. 'What's wrong Legolas?' he asked noticing the look on the elf's face.
'I'm fine,' was the reply.
'You know that's a lie. You can tell me what's wrong.'
'I don't know!' Legolas yelled, moving way from his lover.
'Well maybe you need to relax a little…' said Aragorn, closing the space between them, to massage the elf's slender shoulders. Legolas closed his eyes in pleasure. This felt so good…
'Do you want me to stop?' asked Aragorn after about ten minuets. Legolas nodded and they stared at each other, longing shining brightly in both their eyes.
Resisting the temptation no longer Legolas pushed his lips to Aragorn's. As their tongues battled for dominance Legolas felt something going on inside of him that he only felt once before in his life. The last time that he felt that was about two hours ago during the battle with the orcs. But as Aragorn began running his tongue over his sensitive ear tip he forgot everything, until bright golden light glistened around them. Swearing loudly Aragorn dropped Legolas's lithe body with a splash.
'How did you do that?'
'What?' asked Legolas, brushing his dripping hair out of his face.
'That golden light. How did you do it?'
'I don't know!'
'Let me see,' murmured Aragorn, before slapping the elf hard across the face.
'What the hell was that for?' yelled Legolas, and a burst of flame shot at Aragorn, who smiled.
'I'm sorry love,' he whispered, before kissing him again. Legolas moaned and the golden sparks flew before them.