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Aragorn stretched in the big bed, wait, his eyes snapped back open. A bed, he was in a real bed. The last time he had been in a bed, well he could not even remember that, must have been a long time ago then. He looked around, blinking lazily up in the strong sunlight that streamed through the window. He stretched out again like a cat and yawned loudly, getting ready to get up and start his day.
It was funny, he did not recognize this room through, and perhaps he had fallen asleep in one of the guest room in the citadel. It was not like that had never happened before. He tried to sit up but the moment he made the movement a strong arm around his waist pulled him back down. "Stay in bed, you were so eager to sleep in one last night." The deep soothing voice made Aragorn blush fiercely when the memories of the last day and night came back to him.
"Legolas?" He questioned softly, turning the warm arms that encircled him. "Yes?" The elf's voice answered him. "I am not dreaming, am I?" He found the elf grinning at him while Aragorn was really questioning himself if he was dreaming or not. "Is this as good as a dream then?" Legolas quipped before he gave Aragorn a long lingering kiss.
Aragorn felt himself leaning into the kiss and he slowly answered when they pulled apart for breath and he found the elf's sparkling blue eyes lock into his. "No, you are right. This is a dream that over the last century I wished it would come true many a time. Yet every time I find somebody I love, I have to lose another person." Aragorn bit his lips and cast his gaze down at the sheets underneath him, he really missed Eldarion right now.
Fingers hooked underneath his chin and his gaze was lifted, locking with Legolas' bright one. "You speak of you son, do you not? I am sure he would be wonderful to get to know, I know Arwen regrets not getting to know him. But she is happy that you are with me, here. For then she knows that he was raised well and shall rule Gondor like you did, fantastic." The elf gave Aragorn a gentle kiss and the man broke apart to ask. "Has Arwen been reborn?"
"Aye, she has. As she has found love with Rumil, Haldir's brother. You are free, and you are mine." Legolas started smiling. Aragorn felt an uncertain smile tug at his own lips and he sighed before he softly answered. "Aye, if I can stay here. And then there is all the people that no doubt want to pull us apart… muff" The rest of the sentence was muffled when Legolas pinned Aragorn underneath him, covering his mouth with his own.
"You asked me to marry you, gave me your heart and now, if you dare to tell me that you are backing out of this, then I shall promise you that when the Valar last fought Morgoth, their wrath will seem like an anger fit raised by a two year old, compared to what I can do." The elf hissed all traces of amusement out of his voice. Aragorn felt his body respond to the stirring in his groin and he tried unsuccessfully to free himself from Legolas before he laid still and slowly answered. "No, I would not dare. Your father would kill me; nobody would like to face an angry Thranduil when you just broke his only son's heart."
Legolas' eyes became twice as large as before he hissed, rolling away from Aragorn. "You are unbelievable sometimes; I wonder how I could have ever agreed to marry you." Aragorn turned on his side, groaning softly when it did nothing to relieve the pressure he was feeling. "Because you love me." He stated smugly, smiling gently at the elf next to him. Legolas faced Aragorn and while slowly lifting his arms to the bedpost he answered. "I suppose." He then brought his hand down and slowly traced his fingers lightly across Aragorn's skin, watching, entranced as Aragorn's gaze became unfocused and a strangled moan escaped his lips. He cocked his head to the side and slowly asked. "Why are you so sensitive? Normally it takes more then this to make you moan, unless…" His grin widened when he brought his gaze back to Aragorn's now flustered face. "Of course, you are aroused, as usual. You are acting more and more then a teenager everyday, Aragorn. It is sweet. I suppose you would like me to do something about this."
Aragorn nodded briefly, bright gaze fixed upon Legolas' face. "Very well then, lay back." Legolas softly encouraged.
Within moments Aragorn gave a huge sign of relief when the pressure upon his hips was released within a shuddering wave, and he went limp, breathing in deeply to try and calm himself. Legolas rested his head on Aragorn's flat abdomen and asked. "How was that?"
"Good…for the moment, I suppose." Aragorn closed his eyes, enjoying gentle moments of peace before Elrond would come. "I missed you, meleth-nin. You love and guidance and your support in me. I missed your friendship and your jokes. Your laughter, your eyes and how they sparkled when you looked upon me. When you were angry, how they would blaze with anger and passion for your goal and with love when you spoke of your friends. I missed your companionship so badly, Estel." Legolas felt Aragorn's hand stroke his hair while the man took a deep breath to steady him before he answered. "I missed you as well, Legolas. Your light in my life, your arms to catch me when I fall. I never knew how black my world was without you in it. I never realized how much I loved you and missed you until I saw you. Nay, I never realized how less of a person I was without you by my side."
He blinked back tears, realizing Legolas was doing the same thing. He pulled the elf toward him, kissing his tears away and said. "No matter what, I shall always be yours, may my destiny lie here or not." He felt the elf kiss him on the cheek before Legolas pressed their foreheads together. "As I will always be yours, my Aragorn, my king."
"No, rank means nothing here and I shall always be Aragorn or Estel but never again king, unless you are of the same rank as me." Aragorn urged, sitting upright and pulling the lithe elf in his lap. "Fine then, I shall always go with you, no matter where it might take us, to the halls of Mandos or not. I shall follow your wherever you go." Legolas nuzzled Aragorn's neck with his nose, his warm breathing once again stirring Aragorn's groin. The man groaned and pushed Legolas away before he shot out of the bed and into the bathroom, where not much later a splash of water and a scream was heard.
Legolas blinked a couple of times before Aragorn walked back into the room, stopping in the doorway and heaving a sign of contentment while Legolas looked up and down his soaking clothing. "What did you do that for?" The elf voice had humour in it and Aragorn mentally punched himself for doing so, he had a feeling he would never live this down.
"I needed a bath." Aragorn quickly answered, watching as the mirth in Legolas' eyes was reflected into his smile. "And that is why you had to drench yourself in ice cold water." Legolas answered, not believing a word. "Of course that makes perfect sense, Aragorn, it does. Do you believe it yourself?"
"No, I suppose now. But I do not want to wear you out all too much. I have plans for us tonight." Aragorn softly answered, dressing swiftly in dry clothes. Legolas still laughed while he dressed himself. "So what do you have planned today?" Aragorn sat down on the bed to wring out his soaking hair. Taking a brush in his hand, Legolas moved to Aragorn and quickly brushed the human's hair, feeling Aragorn tremble and relaxing underneath his touch. "Perhaps your brothers wish to introduce you to the Lady Celebrian, their mother." Legolas suggested. "I have spent too many days with them on a ship; no I need a break from them for a little while." Aragorn heaved a sigh when he felt how much relaxed he was around Legolas.
"Come I think that you have slept long enough now, let us go and see Gimli." Legolas pulled Aragorn up, smiling at the human with his bright blue eyes sparkling. When they both exited the house, Aragorn gasped at the sight before him. The sight of Valinor in all its glory. Lush green trees and plants surrounded him, together with mountains that even the highest mountains on Middle Earth cold not rival with. The sky was the clearest blue and the sun shone warmly, giving Aragorn the feeling of a clear spring day.
"Now I realize why the Elves call this home, it truly is. A sight I would never forget if I would have ever set foot on this land before, nor could I ever leave." Aragorn's voice was a bare whisper and he heard Legolas soft answer. "Not even to go after your beloved?"
"Well, yes, but my beloved is here with me, is he not? I do not know how I could have ever asked of you to leave this place…" Aragorn turned to face his elf. "Because my place is by your side and not in some distant land." Legolas answered at once. "Good, I am glad I checked." Aragorn grinned at Legolas.
The elf rolled his eyes, he did not know what had gotten into Aragorn but he was beginning to like it. He was about to show Aragorn how much he liked it when a fierce cry of "Hey lads" made him turn around. He smiled when he saw Gimli, Frodo and Sam approach. "We are glad to see you too finally up and running. Must have been one hell of a night, huh lad?" Gimli grinned while winking at Legolas, who fumed at him. "I still do not think that is it any of your business, Master Dwarf."
"No, you are right. But it is my right to tease you." Gimli answered smugly, Legolas cracked his knuckles and answered while smiling dangerously. "Do you wish to test me, master Gimli?" Aragorn placed a hand on Legolas' arm and slowly said. "Gentlemen there shall be no fighting here." He exchanged an amused look with Sam and Frodo before he burst out laughing, holding his sides in doing so.
Legolas shook his head at his lover before he strained and called out. "Rumil, Arwen, how fare you this fair morning?" Aragorn straightened as well and looked at his former wife. He smiled at her in an awkward sort of way, not knowing what to say, yet at the same time wanting to say so many things to her. Arwen smiled at him while she said. "Aragorn, it gladdens my heart to see you laughing once again. Do you perhaps wish to accompany me on a walk for that we can speak with each other?"
Rumil had let go of her hand and smiled at her in a kind way before he turned to greet Aragorn. "I am glad to finally meet you properly, Aragorn. I am sure you and my lady have much to speak about." There was no remorse in his voice yet the way he said my lady, left no room for any arguments that he did not trust or meant to dishonour Arwen or Aragorn and for that Aragorn was glad. He looked at Legolas and found that the elf nodded at him, encouraging him to do so. Drawing a deep breath, Aragorn answered to Arwen's questioning gaze. "I would love to, my lady." He dipped his head briefly, not wanting to show rank to anybody and extended his arm. Arwen giggled at him while she answered. "Aragorn, you know that it is not necessary." Before she accepted and they both walked off.
They had walked a little way when Aragorn smiled at a sudden memory. "I remember Eldarion loved this and especially in the night time and rain, he was crazy for those walks." He said, looking at Arwen and she smiled, saying. "He must have loved you very much. That is one part I always regretted from my sacrifice, not being able to see my son grow up. But perhaps it shall go different with this one." She smiled in the same way when she told Aragorn that she was pregnant with Eldarion.
"Ah, you are pregnant with Rumil's child?" Aragorn smiled at her, a feeling of relief shot through him at her confession. Arwen beamed at him and answered. "Yes, I am. Not that far along, only a few weeks but we are both thrilled." She hooked her arm loose and held out her hand, wishing to share this with him.
Aragorn hesitated for a moment but then he accepted, knowing it would change things between him and Arwen, allowing him to let her go and be happy himself. "Are you married to him?" He softly asked, knowing what it meant for the elves to be pregnant out of wedlock. She nodded, meeting his gaze. "Yes, we have been for about 30 years now. You do not… mind, do you? Since it was very shortly for the elves at least for me to marry again."
"Well if I would, that would make me a hypocrite, Arwen. But nay, to answer your question, I am happy for you. He is a better husband for you then me. He can love you with all his heart where I could not. You deserve to be happy." He stood no closer then before but he could feel her tremble while she smiled once again and exclaimed. "You have no idea how much those words mean to me. Thank you, Aragorn, thank you so very much."
She embraced him lightly and Aragorn returned it whole heartily, smiling at seeing her as joyful as he had never seen her during their marriage. "You are welcome, Undomiel, Rumil is a lucky elf."
"As is Legolas for having you by his side. I wish you all the best, Aragon, son of Arathorn, may you find peace in this life time with the one your soul calls to." She stepped away, bowing briefly like the child of the Eldar she was. He accepted the blessing before he lifted up his head to extend one of his own. "And may you find more happiness and love with Rumil then I could ever offer you." He extended the hand from his heart before she accepted his arm once again and they both walked back to their lovers and their own lives.
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