Discl. : Lotr does not belong to me
Warnings: AU, M/M, M-preg, Lemon
Pairings: Aragorn/OCC, Aragorn/Legolas, Glorfindel/Erestor
Author's Note: I didn't want to keep you waiting for the wedding too long so I decided to update the story early. So here is the wedding and thefirst lemon, all though it is certainly not a happy one. Please keep reviewing!
A Love Once Realized
By Clio Leanan Sidhe
Chapter four
Aragorn caught himself watching Legolas in awe as the blonde elf was walking towards him, King Thranduil on his side. When Legolas stopped in front of him he was quiet and looked down at the elf. All though he knew that Legolas was certainly beautiful it did not take away the pain in his heart that he had to bind himself to this blonde while he loved another who was now gone.
Legolas didn't dare to look at Aragorn so he looked at his hands which were trembling softly. He gasped when two hands wrapped around his own, he looked up at Aragorn and saw the man smile down at him. He tried to smile back but failed miserably. He could feel Aragorn squeeze his hands gently and his stomach turned.
Thranduil watched his son, standing next to Lord Elrond. He leaned close to the dark haired elf. "My son seems to think Aragorn does not wish to marry him, why is that?"
Elrond kept his eyes on the pair who were about to be wed but answered Thranduil's question. "Because he is right, Aragorn does not wish to marry him, but he does so out of responsibility."
"And why would Aragorn not love my son?" Thranduil asked, angry that a simple man would not care for the beauty of an elf.
"Because he loves someone else," Elrond started. "But do not worry King Thranduil, I have send the elf that holds his heart to Lothlorien, hopefully Aragorn will forget about his love soon and he will be replaced by your son."
"I see..." Thranduil muttered, crossing his arms.
O O O
Legolas looked down at the white golden ring around his pale finger, in it's center was a perfect diamond, surrounded by 22 smaller diamonds, it was square shaped, the point that was pointing towards his hand was almost round while others were just slightly rounded. He let his hand fall to his side when he heard a familiar voice from beside him, his servant Nayevar.
"You seem so sad," The dark haired elf decided. "This is the day you have always dreamed about, I thought I would find you happy."
Legolas smiled at him and took Nayevar's hand in his own two. "I cannot be happy Nayevar, Aragorn is not happy." He looked over Nayevar's shoulder to see Aragorn talking with Glorfindel and Erestor.
"Go to him Legolas, at least try." Nayevar whispered and then bowed before leaving the blonde elf standing alone. All though he knew that Nayevar was right it still seemed an awfully long and dreaded walk from the spot he had been hiding to Aragorn. When he reached the man he smiled at him and then turned to look at both Glorfindel and Erestor.
Aragorn looked down at his companion and then at the ring around his finger. It was rather simple, two white golden bands which had been intertwined and once they were separated they showed the initials of both him and his new companion on the inside. He looked up when he heard Legolas' soft laughter.
After a while he placed his hand on Legolas' lower back, standing closer to the blonde elf while he was still in conversation with his friend Glorfindel. Both Erestor and Aragorn watched in silence, as Legolas and Glorfindel seemed to argue over nothing.
Finally Erestor placed a finger on his lover's lips to silence him. "Is this never going to end?" He asked and gave Glorfindel a stern look who kept his mouth shut.
"Aragorn, Legolas." The two turned to see Arwen and the twins standing in front of them. They were congratulated and Arwen quickly took Legolas' hand to see the ring around the blonde's finger.
While Aragorn talked with Elladan and Elrohir with Erestor and Glorfindel, Legolas kept stealing glances at his new companion. As if Arwen had heard his thoughts she looked slyly at him and smirked. "So, I guess it's almost night." She reminded him and grinned. "And you know what that means don't you Legolas?"
Legolas turned bright red and to embarrass him even more Elladan had heard and pushed an arm around Aragorn's shoulder. "Oh yes, the wedding night, I completely forgot..."
Aragorn looked down at the blonde elf and felt somewhat uncomfortable, he had tried not to think of what usually followed the wedding day. When Legolas looked up at him he could see that he was embarrassed. He gave Legolas a comforting smile which was noticed by Arwen who clasped her hands together. "Well, I guess we should leave the two of you alone." She pulled Elladan with her.
Aragorn placed his hand on Legolas' lower back and stepped closer to the blonde so he could whisper in his ear. "Don't mind them..., do you want to dance?"
Legolas shivered when he felt Aragorn's hot breath on his skin. He nodded slowly and felt Aragorn take his hand, guiding him through the crowd of elves who were dancing together. The music changed to a slower pace and Aragorn pulled Legolas close to him, placing his fingers underneath Legolas' chin so the blonde elf had to look up at him.
Legolas looked up and smiled, searching for something in Aragorn's eyes which he thought he would finally find, but he didn't. He placed his head against Aragorn's shoulder and let the taller one lead him. They continued dancing until they heard Thranduil's voice who asked if he could borrow his son for a dance.
Aragorn left the dance floor, but his eyes didn't leave Legolas. He watched as the blonde danced with his father who spoke to him and made him laugh softly. He heard someone beside him but didn't look at the person next to him.
"He looks lovely, don't you agree?"
Aragorn nodded, hearing Elrond speak to him. "Yes, he does look lovely..." He decided but quickly continued. "But that means nothing, every one could look lovely or beautiful if they wished." He muttered but still did not take his eyes of the blonde elf who danced with those who asked him, laughing while he tried to hide what he was truly feeling.
O O O
Legolas felt nervous, standing in the bedroom they now shared together. In front of him stood Aragorn who was undressing slowly, Legolas followed his example. Knowing what was going to happen made him nervous and he felt awkward, there would be no love in their binding and it scared him.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when Aragorn stepped closer and placed a hand on his cheek, pressing their lips softly together. Legolas closed his eyes, his heart clenching in pain but also happiness. He parted his lips and felt Aragorn's tongue upon his lips, entering his mouth. All though Legolas returned the kiss it felt out of place. They shared something intimate and neither could enjoy it.
Aragorn pulled Legolas towards the bed and made him lie down before lying down next to him, once again he captured Legolas lips and his hands started to roam over the blonde's body, making Legolas shiver, he smiled in their kiss when he noticed Legolas pull away with a gasp. He could see deep blue eyes searching for something in his own, and he knew Legolas would not find what he was searching for. He felt nothing, holding the blonde in his arms.
"Aragorn..." Legolas whispered, wanting the man above him to stop. When he saw Aragorn's eyes resting upon him he kept quiet and closed his eyes, feeling sick in his stomach. He felt Aragorn's lips brush over his body but they brought him no joy. At night he had dreamt of this when he had still been home in Mirkwood, but it had never been like this, it had always been sweet and they had always been in love. Now Legolas found that all those dreams had been untrue.
Legolas' eyes shot open when he felt a finger brush over his entrance and he tried to pull away from it, not truly wanting this. He balled his fists and closed his eyes when he felt a single finger push inside of him. He gasped at the intrusion and bit his lip until he almost drew blood. Soon another finger followed and Legolas tried to relax himself listening to the soft words Aragorn was speaking to him to calm him down. When Aragorn started to move his fingers inside of him, Legolas couldn't help but whimper.
Aragorn looked at the blonde beneath him and pulled his fingers out of Legolas' body. He took the oil that was standing on one of the ivory bedside tables and started to spread it on himself to make things easier. For a second he imagined Firiël's body underneath his own and it made him feel warm inside, his cock seemed to agree with him and hardened at the thought of a gasping Firiël instead of Legolas. As he thought of Firiël he pushed inside of the blonde who was lying underneath him, keeping his eyes closed as he heard Legolas whimper his name.
Legolas opened his eyes to see Aragorn above him, he wrapped his legs around Aragorn's waist and kept still as Aragorn waited. Pain shoot through him but he tried to ignore it, hoping it would soon feel better then it did now. When he felt Aragorn move inside of him he closed his eyes once again, wrapping his arms around Aragorn's neck. He tried to hold himself up as Aragorn started to move faster inside of him, feeling pain shoot through his entire body. A choked sob left his mouth and tears trailed down his cheeks from his closed eyes. The tears shocked him, he had never cried until now. It felt as if his heart was breaking as Aragorn wrapped his hand around his cock and started to move his hand in the same time as his thrusts.
"Aragorn..." Legolas whispered, his heart breaking at the soft sounds the man was making and weren't meant for him. He heard Firiël's name slip from Aragorn's lips and he not only felt pain in his body but also in his heart.
They both came in silence and no words were exchanged as Aragorn pulled out of Legolas and lay down next to the blonde. Legolas turned to look at Aragorn only to find Aragorn's back facing him. Legolas cried in silence long into the night when Aragorn was all ready asleep. When he could no longer cry he placed his hand on Aragorn's back, finding that even in sleep the man seemed to tense underneath his hand. Legolas quickly pulled his hand away as if it was burned and held it to his chest. His mind was troubled until he finally fell asleep.