Disclaimer: Like always I own nothing! Nothing!! Nothing!! ^-^
Credit to: Aradiria!! The better beta-reader =)
A/N: To Lomelinde, aawwww how cute!! Lol that's so sweet, are you two together then? ^-^ Thanks to all my reviewers!! Like always you rule! Hope you enjoy this chapter.
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Legolas blinked. Physically he did little, but mentally, he was in a whirlwind. What did Estel say? The man stared fondly at the golden-haired prince who still had yet to react. He wasn't sure when he decided he loved the elf. It had seemed a part of him had loved Legolas before his mind could even register the idea. A part of him seemed to believe that Legolas was made for him and him alone. He could not bear to see Legolas with another, kissing, touching, and loving anyone who was not he.
When Legolas had left, it was very much like a part of himself had left, and his whole world had fallen apart. His life had turned upside down. But now, now Legolas was back, and maybe everything was finally going to work out. He would not be stupid enough to let Legolas go the second time.
["If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?"]
And still the prince did not reply. Slowly not wanting to alarm the beautiful elf, Estel reached for his hand, carefully holding it in his own as Legolas looked down before raising his gaze back up to the man's.
["If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?"]
"You speak the truth?" his voice held such wonderment. How could the man love him?
["If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?"]
Estel could not help but chuckle softly, running his free hand across Legolas's smooth, flawless skin.
['If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?"]
"Yes."
["I'll never know what the future brings but I know that you're here with me now."]
"This is a dream." The prince continued disbelievingly.
"Then it is a good dream"
Still moving slowly, Estel inclined closer towards Legolas, who watched silently as Estel's lips parted slightly before claiming the elf's lips with his own. Legolas closed his eyes leaning more into the kiss as he felt himself getting pulled closer to the man. Estel wrapped his arms around Legolas's slender waist, drawing him closer and closer, so now the prince had no choice but to perch lightly on the man's lap. The elf's hands draped loosely around Estel's neck, both seemingly lost in their passionate embrace. Both seemed to also forget where they sat, unsteadily on top of a rather narrow bridge.
Legolas gasped as he felt Estel's warm hands working up under his tunic, the man taking this opportunity to taste the sweetness of the prince's mouth with his tongue. The elf's head tilted back slightly as Estel's tongue now roamed free along the jaw line and neck of the beautiful prince. Legolas panted softly. How could something so simple, something that he always took for granted give so much pleasure? The man leaned back slightly, trying to support Legolas better, but realized too late their was nothing to lean back on.
The prince couldn't help but laugh lightly as he brushed wet strands of his hair back behind in his ear as he sat waist deep in water.
"Is it me or does this seem familiar?"
Estel smiled back as Legolas playfully splashed him.
"Aye it does." The man rose unsteadily to his feet as the elf did the same and in three human sized strides Estel stood just before Legolas. "But this time I will not be so foolish as to run."
Estel cupped Legolas's beautiful face in his hands, drawing it close to him, dipping his head and lapping up the stray drops of water dotting the flawless skin. Legolas moaned lightly, surprising himself with the noise. Encouraged, Estel moved down to ravish Legolas's mouth once more.
["I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand."]
The man remained true to his word. He did not turn away. Legolas suddenly pulled away, much to the shock and dismay of Estel.
["If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?"]
"What is the matter?"
"I never had the chance to say this. I love you, too."
Estel laughed softly, brushing more stray strands of Legolas's golden locks behind his delicate ears. "I know."
The prince smiled. "Good. Proceed"
"With pleasure."
The man wrapped the slender elf in his arms partly for warmth, and partly just to feel the beautiful elf's body against his own, before returning to their loving embrace.
["Is there anyway that I can stay in your arms?"]
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Man and elf walked hand in hand back towards Rivendell, Legolas seemingly unable to tear his eyes away from the man he knew he always loved. Noticing the prince's gaze, Estel tilted his head slightly, still not taking the majority of his vision from the path ahead of them. It seemed he was the only one that was watching on where they were going.
"What is it?"
"You love me." Legolas beamed back, Estel chuckled fondly.
"Aye, I do."
"Forever?"
"My dear elf, you seem to be forgetting I am morta-"
Estel could not continue as Legolas's free hand was clasped firmly on top of his mouth. "Do not speak of such, you will live forever."
The man stared thoughtfully back at the elf that now stood in front of him, halting their journey back to Rivendell. Realizing that Legolas would not let go until he agreed, Estel nodded slowly.
"I would not know what to do if you were to die, but to follow you in grief."
This time it was Estel's turn to hush the other with his forefinger upon the stunning elf's lips. "Do not speak in such a manner."
Legolas nodded as he buried his head in the still wet, but reassuringly warm chest of the man. He did not know how long humans would live, but he hope that it would be a long, long time. For now, he would make do with what time the valar had given them.
["Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away.
And I breathe you into my heart that I pray for the strength to stand today.
Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right."]*
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*"If you're not the one" - Daniel Beddingfield
A/N: is it just me or am I feeling a major angst episode coming up? I mean they are *too* happy right now, and this will simply not do in my angst- ridden fiction. *shakes head* won't do at all! *grins* I'm not sure exactly what I am going to do, but I can pretty much guarantee you are all going to hate me after the next few chapters. But I'll take that as a compliment! ^- ^ Read and review!!
Credit to: Aradiria!! The better beta-reader =)
A/N: To Lomelinde, aawwww how cute!! Lol that's so sweet, are you two together then? ^-^ Thanks to all my reviewers!! Like always you rule! Hope you enjoy this chapter.
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Legolas blinked. Physically he did little, but mentally, he was in a whirlwind. What did Estel say? The man stared fondly at the golden-haired prince who still had yet to react. He wasn't sure when he decided he loved the elf. It had seemed a part of him had loved Legolas before his mind could even register the idea. A part of him seemed to believe that Legolas was made for him and him alone. He could not bear to see Legolas with another, kissing, touching, and loving anyone who was not he.
When Legolas had left, it was very much like a part of himself had left, and his whole world had fallen apart. His life had turned upside down. But now, now Legolas was back, and maybe everything was finally going to work out. He would not be stupid enough to let Legolas go the second time.
["If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?"]
And still the prince did not reply. Slowly not wanting to alarm the beautiful elf, Estel reached for his hand, carefully holding it in his own as Legolas looked down before raising his gaze back up to the man's.
["If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?"]
"You speak the truth?" his voice held such wonderment. How could the man love him?
["If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?"]
Estel could not help but chuckle softly, running his free hand across Legolas's smooth, flawless skin.
['If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?"]
"Yes."
["I'll never know what the future brings but I know that you're here with me now."]
"This is a dream." The prince continued disbelievingly.
"Then it is a good dream"
Still moving slowly, Estel inclined closer towards Legolas, who watched silently as Estel's lips parted slightly before claiming the elf's lips with his own. Legolas closed his eyes leaning more into the kiss as he felt himself getting pulled closer to the man. Estel wrapped his arms around Legolas's slender waist, drawing him closer and closer, so now the prince had no choice but to perch lightly on the man's lap. The elf's hands draped loosely around Estel's neck, both seemingly lost in their passionate embrace. Both seemed to also forget where they sat, unsteadily on top of a rather narrow bridge.
Legolas gasped as he felt Estel's warm hands working up under his tunic, the man taking this opportunity to taste the sweetness of the prince's mouth with his tongue. The elf's head tilted back slightly as Estel's tongue now roamed free along the jaw line and neck of the beautiful prince. Legolas panted softly. How could something so simple, something that he always took for granted give so much pleasure? The man leaned back slightly, trying to support Legolas better, but realized too late their was nothing to lean back on.
The prince couldn't help but laugh lightly as he brushed wet strands of his hair back behind in his ear as he sat waist deep in water.
"Is it me or does this seem familiar?"
Estel smiled back as Legolas playfully splashed him.
"Aye it does." The man rose unsteadily to his feet as the elf did the same and in three human sized strides Estel stood just before Legolas. "But this time I will not be so foolish as to run."
Estel cupped Legolas's beautiful face in his hands, drawing it close to him, dipping his head and lapping up the stray drops of water dotting the flawless skin. Legolas moaned lightly, surprising himself with the noise. Encouraged, Estel moved down to ravish Legolas's mouth once more.
["I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand."]
The man remained true to his word. He did not turn away. Legolas suddenly pulled away, much to the shock and dismay of Estel.
["If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?"]
"What is the matter?"
"I never had the chance to say this. I love you, too."
Estel laughed softly, brushing more stray strands of Legolas's golden locks behind his delicate ears. "I know."
The prince smiled. "Good. Proceed"
"With pleasure."
The man wrapped the slender elf in his arms partly for warmth, and partly just to feel the beautiful elf's body against his own, before returning to their loving embrace.
["Is there anyway that I can stay in your arms?"]
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Man and elf walked hand in hand back towards Rivendell, Legolas seemingly unable to tear his eyes away from the man he knew he always loved. Noticing the prince's gaze, Estel tilted his head slightly, still not taking the majority of his vision from the path ahead of them. It seemed he was the only one that was watching on where they were going.
"What is it?"
"You love me." Legolas beamed back, Estel chuckled fondly.
"Aye, I do."
"Forever?"
"My dear elf, you seem to be forgetting I am morta-"
Estel could not continue as Legolas's free hand was clasped firmly on top of his mouth. "Do not speak of such, you will live forever."
The man stared thoughtfully back at the elf that now stood in front of him, halting their journey back to Rivendell. Realizing that Legolas would not let go until he agreed, Estel nodded slowly.
"I would not know what to do if you were to die, but to follow you in grief."
This time it was Estel's turn to hush the other with his forefinger upon the stunning elf's lips. "Do not speak in such a manner."
Legolas nodded as he buried his head in the still wet, but reassuringly warm chest of the man. He did not know how long humans would live, but he hope that it would be a long, long time. For now, he would make do with what time the valar had given them.
["Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away.
And I breathe you into my heart that I pray for the strength to stand today.
Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right."]*
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*"If you're not the one" - Daniel Beddingfield
A/N: is it just me or am I feeling a major angst episode coming up? I mean they are *too* happy right now, and this will simply not do in my angst- ridden fiction. *shakes head* won't do at all! *grins* I'm not sure exactly what I am going to do, but I can pretty much guarantee you are all going to hate me after the next few chapters. But I'll take that as a compliment! ^- ^ Read and review!!