Hello! We're back. We told you it wouldn't be too long.

Here's your tantalizing excerpt:

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~A Short Rest~

Legolas swooped down to claim Aragorn's lips in a gentle, tender kiss, sliding his tongue into the Man's mouth only briefly, licking his top lip with a teasing swipe.

Aragorn fought a moan when Legolas broke the kiss, reaching out to where most of their clothing now lay until he fumbled through the pockets of his breeches. He produced a small vial of darkly-colored oil, and was already working on removing the small wooden cork as he shuffled back next to where Aragorn lay on the ground, eyeing him warily. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of apprehension at the thought of what the Elf had in mind.

Legolas laughed softly at the Man's suspicious gaze, giving his shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "Fear not, Aragorn. I believe you will find this quite enjoyable."

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Thanks to Anita, Serena, Raina Bee, Earendil-Baby and The Harlequin for reviewing. Remember, reviewing is always an acceptable alternative to fanart.

Speaking of which…

We have two wonderful pieces of fanart from S-Star and Rune, but we're hungry (read: desperate) for more. Here's how bad it has gotten: Last night, Lemur – one half of the Ellon Melethril entity – actually dreamt that she woke up to find fanart in her mailbox. The dream was complete with different artistic styles and varied e-mail addresses. The dream went so far as to allow her to dance around giddily and forward them to Maeve, her partner in crime.

We don't want to beg, but that's where we are. Please, artists, please! Do us the honor of a sketch or a little photomanip – anything. Keep in mind that we would love to see any moment of the story artistically represented, not just the randy moments. If all you want to draw is a gorgeous picture of Legolas, we'd love it! Any moment in the story is yours for the creating. We can't even begin to tell you how much it would mean to us. We're literally begging.