Author's Notes- Sorry it's been so long, I've been busy with school, life, and other stories…
"I called your name." Aragorn said. "I wanted to talk, to ask why."
Legolas remained silent, wondering what to say, wondering how Aragorn would react. "I'm sorry I ran away. I honestly didn't know how you'd react, I got scared."
"An Elf got scared? What is the world coming to?" Aragorn teased lightly.
"Aragorn…"
"I'm teasing Legolas." And to soften the jest, Aragorn brushed a soft kiss on Legolas's cheek. "See? It's not so bad."
Legolas sat quietly on the limb, absorbing what Aragorn had said. "Are you saying that you enjoyed the kiss?" he asked, wanting to make sure that they both knew what the other was talking about.
Aragorn nodded slightly. "I think so, yes. But I'd like to make sure."
Aragorn brought Legolas's face closer and gently pressed a kiss to his lips. After a small hesitation on the elf's part, he responded just as gently, brushing the tip of his tongue across Aragorn's bottom lip. Aragorn jumped slightly at the contact. It wasn't like this was the first time he had been kissed or kissed someone, he and Arwen had kissed like that; it was the fact that it was another man, okay elf, that was doing it, that made him jump, and possibly the fact that they were high up in the trees.
"What's wrong, are you scared?" Legolas asked.
"No, it just occurs to me that we're sitting on a tree limb with nothing between us and the ground, and I think we'd be safer and more comfortable on the ground if we wish to continue this."