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Note: Thanks for the reviews. This will be the last chapter of this story but there is a sequel coming as soon as I have time to write. Sex in this chapter so I am warning you. Let's begin. If someone is pregnant here or not well you have to find out, there will be hints at it.

Legolas kept a firm hold on Aragorn after the ceremony. He found himself looking at the man more often, searching for signs of fainting during the ceremony. He ignored the feeling of disappointment in the pit of his stomach, the disappointment that their night was going to have to wait because Aragorn was sick. He watched as the man talked to his friends, yet his eyes always seemed to seek out Legolas.

After a couple of hours had gone by Legolas watches as Aragorn rubbed at his eyes before he made his way over to his husband. He slipped his arm around the human's waist, watching as Aragorn leaned back against him before he whispered. "Let us go to our room" Aragorn smiled at him and nodded before he turned and called his goodbye to the crowd, thanking them for coming and supporting them.

Together they walked back towards Elrond's hall, both silent but enjoying each others' company. "I am sorry I fainted, Legolas, I did not know what was happening to me." Aragorn's voice was soft but Legolas' head snapped up and the elf stopped, watching as Aragorn stopped as well. "You do not need to apologize, Aragorn. It is not a sign of weakness; I am just worried for you. You do not seem yourself, meleth. Is something the matter?"

Instinct made Aragorn say he was fine but when he saw Legolas look at him, he could feel the elf's worry for him and he answered while taking the elf's hand in his own. "I feel funny; I do not know how to describe it. Something is different and not just different because we are bonded, but my body feels strange. Like something has changed." Legolas did not smile and moved closer to Aragorn before he whispered hoarsely. "Do you wish for me to get your Adar so he can take a look at you?"

Aragorn shook his head before cupping Legolas' face in his hands and kissing the elf softly. "No, I wish for you to take me back to our rooms, so we can truly bind." He watched the elf smile and Legolas answered, though a bit uncertain. "I shall do as you wish but inform me if this continues, for I shall take you to Elrond then." He took the man's hand, guiding him to their room.

After they walked inside Legolas started to light candles, watching with a grin as Aragorn tried to stoke the fire to life. The man started when the elf pulled Aragorn to his feet while Aragorn asked. "Legolas, what are you…" Legolas kissed Aragorn full on the lips, leaving little room for the sentence that his husband was trying to say.

"I am kissing you." The elf lazily replied after he had broken away. Aragorn grinned at the elf, saying. "Yes, I can taste that. But I must tend to the fire, less you wish for it to go out again." Aragorn made a move to bend over when Legolas' arms encircled his waist. Pulling him closer while the elf's husky voice whispered in his ear, "you have stoked more fires then one tonight, now both of them need tending."

Aragorn raised an eyebrow while his mind worked over his husband's words. He turned back to the fire as much as Legolas' arms would allow him but the fire was burning merrily so he asked. "Pardon?"

The elf grinned at him and pulled him close to his own body. Aragorn blushed fiercely when he felt how aroused Legolas was. "Oh, now I see." He managed still blushing. Legolas laughed softly before he released the man, allowing Aragorn to step back. "Do you remember when you first kissed me?" He asked, watching as Legolas' face took on a look of pure joy and bliss.

"Yes, of course I do. You were still innocent back then. But should we not be creating new memories, instead of hanging on to old ones?" The elf crossed his arms over his chest and cocked his head to the side, watching as Aragorn still shuffled around the room before he turned back to the elf. "If we have to." He replied, drawing a growl from the elf.

The next moment happened in a blur and soon Aragorn was on the bed, pinned securely beneath Legolas. The elf held his arms trapped and growled in his face. "Let us see how far I have to go before you beg for me." He lowered his head until he could kiss Aragorn's jaw, slowly releasing his hold on Aragorn's hands.

He then started working down to his husband's neck but did not slow down. His hands were working fervently to get rid of the man's clothing. Aragorn barely moved underneath him, keeping a cool appearance. Legolas sat back up while looking at the man before he asked. "What is wrong? You seem like you do not want this."

He rolled to the side, facing Aragorn while stroking the human's cheek. He felt Aragorn lean into the touch, and it was not long before Aragorn said. "I do want this but I cannot seem to relax. I am nervous. Is that stupid, or what?" He grinned nervously and a tender smile crossed Legolas' face while the elf answered. "Ah, meleth, you should have told me. Now you have given me something to work with. We have all eternity to do this; it does not have to be tonight. How about I rub your shoulders for you? We can take it from there."

Aragorn nodded, relief flooding into his face before he sat up and turned. He felt Legolas starting to gently run his palms along side his back. He let out a content sign and allowed his mind to wander. He could feel Legolas' presence in his soul, a calming influence which the elf sent out to calm him. Legolas' hands grew bolder within their movements and Aragorn suppressed a shudder of pleasure.

He could not help the moan that escaped him when Legolas gently blew into his ear. It was not long before he turned and pressed his lips tightly against those of Legolas', his mouth melting against the elf's, tongues searching for deep places. His own hands grew bolder, ripping at his husband's clothing before pushing them both back down on the bed.

Aragorn had forgotten he was nervous while he still clawed at Legolas' clothing. Trying to get it off. Soon it came off, exposing Legolas' pale chest and with it Aragorn let out a cry of happiness. Legolas smiled at him before pulling him down again. "You can do this, no need to be nervous, lover." The sensual tone the elf added made Aragorn nearly scream for more but instead he turned his attention to the elf underneath him.

He kissed his way down to Legolas' chest, noticing how the elf enjoyed this. He gazed at the pale skin underneath his mouth before moving to a nipple. He sucked, noticing how Legolas squirmed underneath him. He continued with what he was doing, before Legolas dragged him up to his face for a hungry kiss that devoured Aragorn's mouth.

The next moment Aragorn was flipped over on his back. Legolas straddled the man with his legs before removing his shirt, he paused for a second and then smiled before stepping back. Aragorn sat up quickly while he asked. "Legolas, what are you doing?"

The elf smiled and answered. "Dance with me." As he pulled the man up and against him. Aragorn could clearly feel how aroused Legolas was and he could feel himself growing aroused as well as their play continued. The elf held Aragorn close before lowering his hand to the small of Aragorn's back, gently starting to sway.

Aragorn's hand travelled down to rest upon Legolas' hip. He grinned when he felt the elf spin him before he was once again in his husband's arms. Legolas grinned at him and then the hand that had rested on his back had covered his butt while Legolas pressed him closer so Aragorn could feel the hardness between his legs. Legolas gave him a smile and a quick kiss on the nose when he said. "Finally I have you aroused enough."

"Then I suppose you should finish what you started." Aragorn replied, hoping his voice sounded anything like he felt. Aroused, very aroused. He was rewarded when the elf ran his fingers lightly across his chest while he said with a husky voice. "Yes, I suppose I should then."

Aragorn grinned at the elf while he answered. "So do you wish to be on top?" He watched as a blush rose in Legolas' cheeks, this was the first time he had ever asked it. The elf nodded, speechless before he lifted Aragorn in a swooping motion. "Legolas please put me down." He pleaded but the elf shook his head, instead dumping him on the bed before kissing Aragorn passionately.

This time his hands worked of Aragorn's pants, disposing the garment on a heap on the floor. It was not long before Aragorn changed positions and they were both naked. Legolas' eyes wandered over his body and Aragorn felt a sudden attack of shyness come over him. "Do not; you are beautiful to me, meleth." Legolas brushed his cheek while he asked. "Then you are ready?"

Aragorn could feel himself nodding and then all he remembered was the crashing wave of pleasure that he rode upon. Vaguely aware of his own body, he summoned all his love and life for Legolas before he uttered the words. "Ah ennas peth im gwedhi anim an le" (With these words I bind myself to thee). He could hear words return to him but he was more aware of his own soul and the light and warmth that returned to it.

The next moment brought such a thrilling climax that Aragorn was sure that the cry which passed his lips was heard in all of Valinor. Later Legolas assured him it had not. The elf collapsed on top of him; face inches from Aragorn's and his breathing fast and irregular. "Melme, are you alright?" He urged before Aragorn opened his eyes and the man nodded, a smile gracing his face.

Legolas nodded, still breathless before rolling to the side and lying on his back, panting. A content sigh from Aragorn made him look back at his husband. He turned and swung his arm across the man's chest and found Aragorn smiling at him but his eyes were dull. "Aragorn, what is the matter?"

"Just tired, Legolas that is all." Aragorn managed to say, trying to work around a yawn and turning away so the elf could not see his eyes that were beginning to turn slightly red with the tears that escaped them. But soon he felt the elf's arms gently turn him around, arms which had more strength then he could summon up in his whole body at this moment and with a sob he buried his face in the space between Legolas' neck and shoulder.

Legolas' eyes narrowed while he gathered the crying human close. "Oh Aragorn, what is the matter, my love? Do not tell me you regret our marriage already. I have not even begun to spoil you. Just tell me, Aragorn, please Estel. Let me know what I can do to help you." He gently pushed Aragorn away, revealing a tear stricken face. Grey eyes met concerned blue ones, while Aragorn hiccupped. "I do not… know… what is wrong… with me. Perhaps we should just go to sleep."

"Yes, perhaps we should." Legolas agreed, a tiny spark of remembrance coming to mind of similar symptoms. "If this continues or others things happen, I will take you to Elrond. Alright Estel?" Legolas' voice quivered slightly, he was starting to get worried. Something told him that this was going to get worse. Aragorn only gave a tired nod and relaxed against his husband.

After Aragorn had fallen asleep, Legolas took a piece of paper. While sitting up he began to list his husband's symptoms before frowning and putting the list away before curling up against Aragorn. He did not know it when he would need to drag Aragorn to Elrond, but for this moment it did not concern him as he slipped into the dream world.

Hope you liked it. This story is officially over but there will be a sequel, so watch out for that. Have a good week.