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Chapter 10: One Night Together

The next few days were so hectic Aragorn had no time to see any of his friends at all. Everyone was rejoicing in the destruction of the Great Ring and now they were greatly anticipating their new king's crowning. They had waited long for a king to step up and rule their lands and finally, Aragorn had come to take his rightful position as their leader. While the people of Gondor were looking forward to Aragorn's coronation, the to-be king himself was trying to avoid it.

As each day passed, Aragorn's anxiety grew. Each passing day marked one less day he would have to spend with Legolas. They had finally revealed their true feelings to one another and now they would be split apart once the crown fell on Aragorn's head and the ring slipped onto Arwen's finger. Aragorn fumed at the unfairness of the whole ordeal and tried frantically to think of ways to avoid the inevitable. All of the hustle and bustle in the castle could make anyone's head spin, especially Aragorn's for years out in the wilderness did not prepare him for the hectic preparations of his title. He would have probably run away if crowds of servants did not constantly surround him everyday.

Finally, the night before the Elves of Rivendell were scheduled to appear for his and Arwen's wedding, Aragorn found himself alone. Knowing it would not be so for long, he rapidly left his room and sped down the hallways. He found the rooms that had been prepared for the Fellowship and carefully crept up to one room that had its door open. Gimli sat there on a chair with his eyes closed. Aragorn thought he was asleep and turned to leave.

"His room is the one to the right of mine."

Aragorn gave a start and turned back around. Gimli's eyes were now open and he was staring amusedly at Aragorn. He stood up and beckoned Aragorn to come into the room. Gimli went to the door and closed it.

"The Elf has keen ears." He said, explaining his actions. "I do not wish him to hear what I have to say to you." Gimli sat back down in his chair as Aragorn sat in the chair across from him. Gimli smiled at Aragorn. "I suppose you do not know the Hobbits and I were endlessly trying to bring the two of you together."

Aragorn groaned. "The strawberries and cream…"

Gimli raised a hand in defense. "That, my friend, was not my idea. The hobbits conceived it and insisted on trying it out. You must admit the effects were highly amusing." Gimli laughed for a few minutes and calmed himself down again. He looked somberly at Aragorn. "What do you plan on doing, Aragorn? You are supposed to wed the Lady Arwen tomorrow. You know it and he knows it. He has not come out of his room ever since we first arrived. I know it is hard on you but think of how much harder it must be on him. You will wed a woman who loves you deeply; he is left with nothing but memories of the time you two have spent together. You are not in danger of dying of grief. He is and I am afraid that he might just choose that path."

"Perhaps that is better." Aragorn murmured softly.

"What?"

Aragorn faced Gimli and stared the Dwarf straight in the eye. "Perhaps it is better to die rather than suffer in life knowing you are with a person you will never love."

Gimli shook his head feverishly. "Don't talk that way, Aragorn!" he said fiercely. He grabbed the Man's shoulders. "You must never think like that! It is enough that I must watch Legolas torture himself with his grief. I do not need to see you do the same." He took his hands away from Aragorn and took in a deep breath. "Go see him, Aragorn. Perhaps that is what both of you need." Gimli turned his back on Aragorn and Aragorn slowly left the room. He looked to Legolas' room. The door was closed. Taking a deep breath, Aragorn went to the door and opened it.

Legolas sat on the ledge of his window and though he made no move to acknowledge Aragorn's entrance, Aragorn knew Legolas had sensed the door opening. Aragorn also suspected Legolas knew who had come into his room too. Aragorn silently crept up to Legolas who sat with one leg perched on the windowsill and one leg on the floor. He leaned against the edge as he stared up into the night sky. Aragorn admired Legolas' smooth profile, which glowed in the moonlight. His soft blonde hair seemed a halo surrounding his head and he looked like an angel such as that Mortal Men dreamed about. Aragorn lifted his hand to caress Legolas' flawless cheek. Aragorn could feel Legolas stiffen at the touch but after a moment, he leaned into Aragorn's hand. They stayed that way silently, one staring out at the stars and the other gazing at his beloved. Finally, Legolas broke the silence as he stood up and looked into Aragorn's eyes.

"You should be preparing for tomorrow." He said impassively.

Aragorn frowned. "Why do you try to push me away?"

"What other choice do I have but to push you away?" Legolas asked in return.

"You could let me love you at least this one night."

Legolas sighed and turned his back to Aragorn. "Then what? After tonight, we will be forced to go our separate ways. It is easier if we stay away from each other."

"No, it isn't." Aragorn replied. He encircled Legolas' waist with his arms and held the Elf tightly. He leaned his head against Legolas' hair and inhaled the sweet scent. "That would be running away. I wish not to run away from you. And I don't want you to run from me either." He softly kissed the side of Legolas' neck. "Let us have just this one night."

"… All right."

Aragorn gently lifted Legolas in his arms and carried him to the bed. He laid Legolas down tenderly on the bed and began undressing him. As each button was released, more and more of Legolas' skin was revealed and Aragorn couldn't help but stare at the pure beauty that was before him. Legolas' skin was creamy white and unblemished. It was hard to believe that he, of all people, would be allowed to touch such magnificence.

"Aragorn?"

Aragorn turned his gaze up to Legolas' face. Legolas stared back at the Man questioningly. Aragorn smiled and resumed stripping Legolas of his clothes. Finally, the Elf was naked and Aragorn slowly leaned his head in and began sucking on Legolas' neck. He traveled down Legolas' body with his mouth, memorizing every detail of him. He listened to the quiet, trembling breaths Legolas took and he looked back up at Legolas. Legolas' eyes were closed but he opened them once he sensed Aragorn stopping.

"Is this your first time?" Aragorn asked.

"Why?"

"Because you seem slightly nervous."

Legolas raised an eyebrow. "Do you mean to tell me you aren't nervous in the slightest bit right now?"

Aragorn chuckled. "Never mind then." He moved to continue his exploration of Legolas.

"Yes."

Aragorn looked back up at Legolas. "What?"

"Yes…this is my first time."

Aragorn propped himself up atop Legolas with his elbows. "Truly? It is hard to imagine that one so old as yourself has never taken a lover."

Legolas pushed Aragorn off of himself with an embarrassed grin. "If you wish to continue teasing me then-" Legolas was cut off as Aragorn abruptly kissed him on the lips. Legolas closed his eyes again and brought his arms around Aragorn's neck to bring him in closer. As they continued kissing, Aragorn swiftly took off his own clothes and brought himself back down on top of Legolas. They continued to kiss fervently as their hands explored one another's bodies. Aragorn bit back a groan as Legolas teasingly stroked him. For one who had never lain with another, Legolas learned quickly, Aragorn mused to himself. Finally, Aragorn pulled away from Legolas and stared lovingly at the Elf.

"Legolas," Aragorn whispered, "May I make love to you?"

Legolas grinned coyly. "Odd little creature." He remarked playfully. "You have never asked for my permission to do anything before."  

Aragorn smiled back and kissed the top of Legolas' forehead. He prepared Legolas and as he slowly entered Legolas, Legolas gasped softly in pain. Aragorn leaned down to kiss Legolas' lips comfortingly to take the Elf's attention from the sting. As Legolas adjusted to the feeling of Aragorn inside him, Aragorn gently pleasured them both, not wishing to hurt Legolas anymore than he had to.

As their bodies melted together, Aragorn kept his eyes on Legolas' face, not wishing to take his eyes away from the only true beauty he had ever known. He would never experience such love or beauty with anyone else. At last, they both came together and Aragorn plopped down on top of Legolas. Legolas held the Man tightly as they both caught their breath.

Aragorn felt comforted in Legolas' embrace. He had never known anything to feel so right as this. Why did this all have to go away? He did not want this to go away. He couldn't live if this went away. Slowly, Aragorn's pants grew into sobs and he lay in Legolas' arms, weeping to himself. Legolas pulled up Aragorn's head, concern filling his eyes. He had never seen the noble Man cry and it frightened him to see Aragorn in such an insecure position. He soothingly wiped away the tears from Aragorn's eyes.

"Why do you cry?" Legolas asked softly. "Is this not what you wished for?"

"It is," Aragorn agreed, his voice hoarse, "and that is why I cannot bear to see it disappear."

"It doesn't have to," Legolas replied. "Keep this night in your memory forever for I will do so also. Do not despair that we had only one night, rejoice that at least we had one night. You must be strong, Aragorn. It breaks my heart so to see you so vulnerable. Be strong for me."

Aragorn nodded and sighed as he laid his head down on Legolas' chest. "I'll be strong…for you…"

Author's note: yes they both sound like pitiful little girls. *shrug* I apologize but I'm not good at speaking *puffs up chest and lowers voice* MASCULINELY. And I don't know how n/e one would act in a situation like this becuz…I've never been in a situation like this! *grins toothily*

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