"Legolas! Ai! Are you hurt?" Estel was busy fending off a band of orcs while Legolas sank to the ground, already defeated.
"No..., no Estel..." He panted heavily. Estel slew the last of the orcs and grabbed his pack to take to Legolas, black blood still dripping from his sword.
"Oh..." His eyes traced over the arrow in Legolas' shoulder, and the deep cuts on his fair skin. Legolas closed his eyes and tensed up as Aragorn gingerly pulled the arrow loose. He let out a soft whimper.
"Are you well?" The elf could see the concern in the man's eyes.
"My lung." He breathed carefully, and Aragorn found another arrow buried in his ribs. He gently tugged it free while Legolas fell into unconsciousness.
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The fire crackled as Legolas watched Aragorn by the fire. "Why are we not returning to Rivendell, Estel?" His voice was weak.
"You are weak, my friend. It is a three days' walk from here."
"I will be fine." He tried to move and found he could not.
"We will leave in the... sh..." Aragorn's head turned; he had heard something. "Stay here." There was no protest as the man walked to the edge of the woods. Legolas found his dagger in his belt, and held it weakly. He saw the shaft of the arrow a second too late as it flew into his chest. Pain flooded through his body and the world went slighly dim as a man lept from the edge of the clearing and slew the last orc.
ection, we will NOT be leaving in the morning," Estel said as he tugged the elf's shirt off. Legolas winced as Aragorn touched the wound, "There is poison in this. I cannot remove it with cloth." He pressed his mouth and begin to gently suck out the poison and spitting it to the side.
"Estel!" Legolas began panting and closed his eyes, "This... no... please, stop." Estel put his finger to the elf's lips and smiled, "I will stop if you ask me to." He began to suck on Legolas's shoulder, massaging the wound with his tongue and trailing it down slowly to the nipple.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Don't you want this?"
"Not like this. This isn't real." Aragorn nodded and backed away, and Legolas tried to slow his breath. He had, perhaps, just made a huge mistake.
