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Chapter four:

Aragorn walked. The sun burned bright, and the wind was making soothing noises. Aragorn walked. Rivers sparkled, trees swayed, Aragorn walked. He walked when his brothers called out to him, beckoning him to play, he walked when the stablemen shouted his name, he even walked when Arwen called. He had no destination, he simply walked. Curse the valar for giving him such a fickle heart! Damn it all! He thought of Arwen, beautiful Arwen. She was so desirable with that dark hair and those pouty lips. She was also so strong! A regale queen she would make, how very happy they could be. His thoughts then drifted to Legolas, his sweet Legolas! With his sun kissed hair, and his blue/purple eyes always alive with excitement, Aragorn was a fool to even hesitate. But Aragorn knew what he had to do. Arwen had promised herself to him years ago, he could not abandon her now.

This will be the end of our relationship, of any relationship we could hope to have, he thought. Legolas will never forgive me for this. A pang of regret hit Aragorn like and arrow, he wanted to see Legolas right away. He wanted to have one last night with him before asking Arwen to bond with him. He wanted to bed Legolas desperately, desire gnawed at him inside. The sun was starting to dip behind the mountains when Aragorn returned; he knew what he wanted to do.

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Legolas walked to his room listlessly. His day had not been bright, for he had not seen Aragorn at all. He missed his beloved, but even while thinking this he wondered if Aragorn was truly his. Upon walking into his room Legolas froze. The lights were off; Aragorn was sitting, shirtless on the bed surrounded by candles. He was sipping a glass of wine and held out another to Legolas. Legolas quickly closed and locked the door, still very much surprised.

"Hello Legolas," Aragorn said, giving the glass of wine to Legolas who did not drink it.

"Aragorn," Legolas acknowledged, sitting down on the bed next to him. "I admit I've had this fantasy many times, what is all this?"

"Just something I wanted to do for you, love." Aragorn answered, rubbing the elf's shoulders.

"Not complaining," Legolas sighed, relaxing. "Just curious," Aragorn noticed the full glass of wine which Legolas still held.

"Aren't you going to drink that?"

"Now Aragorn," Legolas said in mock disapproval. "You know the effect even a bit of wine has on elves." Aragorn grinned evilly.

"Yes I do," he said, kissing Legolas on the neck briefly. "I am quite prepared to deal with the... consequences." Legolas laughed and eyed the glass. If his father had taught him anything, it was not to drink wine in the company of others. It had a nasty tendency to make elves, especially male elves extremely aroused. The amount in the glass was more then enough to produce satisfying results.

"I don't know," Legolas said, eyeing the glass. "Am I not enough on my own?"

"Oh Legolas," Aragorn laughed. "Of course you are! I just thought this would be fun." Legolas sighed and tipped the liquid into his mouth. He felt the effects almost immediately. His eyes glazed over, and every inch of his skin felt like it was on fire. He felt as if he did not touch someone soon, the fire would consume him. Legolas pushed Aragorn onto his back, relishing in the feeling of his bare hands on Aragorns naked chest. He kissed him fiercely, his tongue demanding passage into Aragorn's mouth, which Aragorn gladly gave. Legolas ran his hands over Aragorn's chest. The ranger was finely toned thanks to his sword-play, something Legolas fully appreciated now. He lowered his lips to Aragorns chest, emitting a moan from his lover. Aragorn stripped the elf of his tunic; they didn't seem to be able to get their clothes off fast enough. Soon they both wore nothing. They were a tangled mess of arms, legs, and sheets. Pieces of Legolas' hair lay intertwined in Aragorns' fingers. Tongues danced, blood pulsed, and hearts soared.

The two made love until both were spent. Legolas immediately fell asleep, tired from the wine. Aragorn stayed up and watched him sleep until early morning where he slipped out silently, a single tear on his cheek.

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Legolas awoke to an excited knocking on his door. He wondered vaguely where Aragorn was as he answered it. Arwen came bounding into his room, her eyes aglow with excitement and love.

"Legolas!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around the tired elf. "Oh Legolas I'm so happy!"

"Not to say I am not glad Arwen, but why?"

"Aragorn surprised me with flowers this morning..."

Legolas' heart sank.

"And told me how much he loved me, and would never want to be apart from me..."

Legolas' heart broke.

"And he asked me to bond with him!"

Legolas' heart shattered.

Arwen threw her arms around his neck again, kissing his cheek happily. Mechanically, Legolas hugged her back.

It can't be true he thought as Arwen left to go tell someone else. He wouldn't do that to me; there must be some sort of mistake. Legolas quickly went to Aragorns room and knocked on the door roughly. Aragorn's eyes widened when he saw his lover. He let Legolas in and closed the door quickly.

"Is it true?" Legolas said after a moment

"Is what true?" Aragorn asked innocently, refusing to look Legolas in the eye.

"Do not play dumb with me Estel!" Legolas shouted, taking Aragorn by the chin and forcing him to look at him. "Did you ask Arwen to bond with you?"

"Yes," Aragorn answered his voice full of shame. Legolas raised a shaky hand and back-handed sharply across the face.

"How could you," he hissed. "Especially after spending the night with me. Did you think the wine would cause me not to remember Aragorn?"

"No!" Aragorn said quickly. "It's not like that at all! You don't understand Legolas; I have to bond with her."

"And I suppose the fact that you love her has absolutely nothing to do with it." Legolas said sarcastically. "Yes I know you love her, everyone knows you love her! They all know what you say to her Aragorn! What about the things you whispered to me in the night? Does anyone know about that?"

"Legolas," Aragorn said, trying to calm him down. "It is not uncommon for people to take on lovers after they bond. We could still be together."

"I wanted to bond with you!" Legolas shouted shakily. Aragorn looked taken aback at this statement. "I love you," Legolas continued.

"Oh Legolas," Aragorn said, taking the trembling elf in his arms, "My Legolas." Legolas stepped out of Aragorn's embrace, a wild look in his eyes.

"No, not 'your Legolas.' Not anymore." Legolas ran out of the room down the stairs outside. Aragorn followed him, shouting for him to come back and talk to him. Legolas found his horse and mounted it immediately. He took off, no extra clothing, no food, he didn't even know where he was heading. Aragorn had a feeling he knew. Legolas was going to Lothlorien.