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Legolas walked back to this room in a state of bliss. He smiled happily at the memory of their kiss. Legolas halted suddenly and looked around. Where was his room? He looked down the hall and saw it. Silently he went into it. The room was well lit with torches and a fire. There was a large window at one end and some furniture. The furniture consisted of a table, two chairs, a chest, a tub, and a bed. Legolas undressed slowly and stepped into the tub of luke- warm water that was waiting for him. He sank down in the water and sighed. He hadn't had a bath for days. Holding his breath, Legolas plunged his head under water. Gasping for air, his head came back up, his golden hair flipping back. Legolas scooped up the piece of soap lying next to the tub and scrubbed all the dirt and grime of their chase off of himself. He rinsed and stepped out of the tub. The firelight danced over his wet body, rivulets of water coursing down Legolas's muscles. He grabbed the towel hanging on the chair and dried himself off. Striding to the chair, he sat down in front of the fire.
'What will happen now with Aragorn? We need each other so much, it's amazing. Mmmmm, our kiss. I can still taste him; can still feel him. but what about Arwen? Does she know? Will Aragorn tell her? And I can't, won't be able to refrain from touching him, now that I know how he feels. he is so powerful, and he did something to me, I haven't felt like that since.no I can't.' Legolas traced his fingers down a scar running diagonally across his chest. He bowed his head and a few tears made their way down his face. Legolas got up and walked to the bed. He pulled back the covers and got in. Legolas soon fell asleep his dreams were haunted by Aragorn and old friends.
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Aragorn turned and walked to his room, pondering what happened. He could still taste Legolas sweetness, and could still feel his hands and lips. Aragorn sighed and went in to his room. His wasn't very large and sparsely furnished. A fire was roaring and a bath was waiting. Aragorn practically jumped out of his clothes and into the bath. He closed his eyes and soaked in the water. Aragorn relaxed and he took deep breaths, his chest rising and falling gently. He hung his bronzed arms over the edge of the tub and sighed.it had been so long since he has had a bath.
'What am I to do? I lust after Legolas, but I don't understand why. I love Arwen don't I? I do, so why do I feel this way towards Legolas? How can I tell Arwen, she who has given up so much for me? And her father, as much as he likes me, he will not tolerate this.' Aragorn's thoughts turned once more to Legolas. 'He is so beautiful, and brings out in me a side I never knew I had. I was . controlled by emotions, but it was so amazing.' He sighed, and got out of the tub, dried himself off and sat in front of the fire, enjoying the heat on his body. The heat stole over his body, enveloping him in a warm cocoon. He wished he could feel protected like this all the time.
Aragorn suddenly woke from his reverie. His dreams had turned to Frodo. He felt that something bad had happened. But there was nothing he could do, and Aragorn tried to shake off the feeling. He climbed into bed and promptly fell asleep.
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I know, I know, its short, but it was just a little insight into what they are thinking. Sorry I keep taking so long to update, but school is murder and my computer is retarded, so please bear with me! Anyways, can't wait to read your reviews!
Legolas walked back to this room in a state of bliss. He smiled happily at the memory of their kiss. Legolas halted suddenly and looked around. Where was his room? He looked down the hall and saw it. Silently he went into it. The room was well lit with torches and a fire. There was a large window at one end and some furniture. The furniture consisted of a table, two chairs, a chest, a tub, and a bed. Legolas undressed slowly and stepped into the tub of luke- warm water that was waiting for him. He sank down in the water and sighed. He hadn't had a bath for days. Holding his breath, Legolas plunged his head under water. Gasping for air, his head came back up, his golden hair flipping back. Legolas scooped up the piece of soap lying next to the tub and scrubbed all the dirt and grime of their chase off of himself. He rinsed and stepped out of the tub. The firelight danced over his wet body, rivulets of water coursing down Legolas's muscles. He grabbed the towel hanging on the chair and dried himself off. Striding to the chair, he sat down in front of the fire.
'What will happen now with Aragorn? We need each other so much, it's amazing. Mmmmm, our kiss. I can still taste him; can still feel him. but what about Arwen? Does she know? Will Aragorn tell her? And I can't, won't be able to refrain from touching him, now that I know how he feels. he is so powerful, and he did something to me, I haven't felt like that since.no I can't.' Legolas traced his fingers down a scar running diagonally across his chest. He bowed his head and a few tears made their way down his face. Legolas got up and walked to the bed. He pulled back the covers and got in. Legolas soon fell asleep his dreams were haunted by Aragorn and old friends.
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Aragorn turned and walked to his room, pondering what happened. He could still taste Legolas sweetness, and could still feel his hands and lips. Aragorn sighed and went in to his room. His wasn't very large and sparsely furnished. A fire was roaring and a bath was waiting. Aragorn practically jumped out of his clothes and into the bath. He closed his eyes and soaked in the water. Aragorn relaxed and he took deep breaths, his chest rising and falling gently. He hung his bronzed arms over the edge of the tub and sighed.it had been so long since he has had a bath.
'What am I to do? I lust after Legolas, but I don't understand why. I love Arwen don't I? I do, so why do I feel this way towards Legolas? How can I tell Arwen, she who has given up so much for me? And her father, as much as he likes me, he will not tolerate this.' Aragorn's thoughts turned once more to Legolas. 'He is so beautiful, and brings out in me a side I never knew I had. I was . controlled by emotions, but it was so amazing.' He sighed, and got out of the tub, dried himself off and sat in front of the fire, enjoying the heat on his body. The heat stole over his body, enveloping him in a warm cocoon. He wished he could feel protected like this all the time.
Aragorn suddenly woke from his reverie. His dreams had turned to Frodo. He felt that something bad had happened. But there was nothing he could do, and Aragorn tried to shake off the feeling. He climbed into bed and promptly fell asleep.
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I know, I know, its short, but it was just a little insight into what they are thinking. Sorry I keep taking so long to update, but school is murder and my computer is retarded, so please bear with me! Anyways, can't wait to read your reviews!