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Note: Thanks for the reviews. So here is the battle of Helms Deep and then of course what happens afterwards. Warning, hints of sex Let us begin.
"Haldir, no!" Aragorn felt the scream tear from his lips when he saw the brave march warden of Lorien fall when a blade struck him in the back. The agony of the fair face of Haldir was so great that Aragorn felt all the feelings of anger he had towards Haldir before disappear. He closed his eyes briefly and then resumed his flight to the fallen elf. He came too late.
He caught the lithe elf and slowly eased Haldir down to the floor; not bothering with the blood that soaked his clothes.
"Hush, do not try to speak, save your strength," he whispered, brushing the golden hair of Haldir out of his fading eyes.
"Take… good… care….off…Legolas. He…. Loves…. You…" Haldir whispered and all that was left was dead eyes staring back up at his own. Aragorn bowed his head and answered,
"I promise, Haldir, he shall be happy." He felt tears stain the Elf's golden armour but he bit his lip, staggering back to his feet and grabbing his sword, swinging it widely with a loud cry.
He encountered orcs, Uruk-Hai and all sort of people but he did not see them. When people looked at him all they saw was the future King of Man appearing as if he was haunted.
"To me, men of Rohan, to me," he shouted, rising his sword in the air. He felt the wounds on his hands and arms sting with the strain of holding up his sword. His body felt bruised since he had not taken any rest since he had fallen off that cliff.
He stood before the battlements and watched the orcs gather around him with a sneer on his face. He eyed them with a weary eye and felt fury rise in him once more.
"Come and get me, if your master wants me!" He answered to their challenge and soon all he did was slashing and hacking at all the Orcs.
Thus the night continued, Aragorn fought with a numb mind; he would deal with everything later, when he was alone. All that mattered now was that they would survive, even if it killed him to see it done.
He fought indoors and outdoors, tossing Gimli in front of a company of Orcs before jumping after him and slashing his way through them. The next minute he was up on a horse, fighting in front of the fortress.
"Gandalf!" The cry rose in the air and Aragorn looked sharply to the right, seeing the White Wizard standing on top of the mountain with the sunlight streaming behind him. Aragorn found the name tore from his lips when he saw Eomer standing beside him. They were saved. He cheered just as loud as the rest when they descended down the slope and into the battle. Yet his eyes sought out the golden form of Legolas and his heart wept when he didn't see the Prince.
It did not take long for the orcs to scramble for safety and Aragorn sighed, feeling the weariness of the night weigh him down. He looked back up when cheering around him commenced, before he rode back towards Helms Deep, a lone figure on the road. He could hear laments for the death start all around him and he pulled his hands up to his ears, not wishing to hear it. He rushed up the steps, not bothering to stop when a voice called his name.
He rushed to the keep where Haldir's body was resting and he knew where the elves were. He found Legolas standing beside Haldir's brothers, his face blank but his eyes were full of grief and anger. Aragorn stopped in his tracks and waited while he crept closer to Legolas. He placed a hand on the elf's shoulder and he turned, surprise in his voice. Legolas made a move to say something but Aragorn stopped him and he grabbed the elf's hand, pulling him with him inside.
Legolas stuttered and tried to loosen the Human's hold on his arm but Aragorn kept pulling him along.
"Aragorn, where are we heading too?" he asked, trying to break free but Aragorn did not answer, instead pulling the elf along and soon they had entered an abandoned room.
"Ah, great," Aragorn answered, pulling Legolas inside and then locking the door. Legolas looked at the man with his eyebrows raised; he was taken back when Aragorn simply moved to him and crushed his body to his own.
"Aragorn, what is going on?" The man's shoulder shook and he his arms were tightly wrapped around Legolas's slender frame, and his face was buried in Legolas's shoulder, the elf could feel Aragorn's hot breath on his neck.
"I was…" After that it became too soft for even Legolas's strong ears to understand, and he gently pushed Aragorn away while he said,
"Now tell me again."
"I was worried about you. I did not see you, and I thought you had died." Aragorn's words were muffled but he could feel the man's intense gaze burn into his own eyes. Legolas swallowed while waiting for Aragorn to continue and the man nodded, wiping the tears away with an angry gesture while he said,
"No more, no more shall I let anything stand between us. As long as my heart beats I shall love you. To hell with Gondor, to hell with Arwen, I do not care any longer. Please say it… I love you, Legolas; please do not let anything stand in between us… say something."
Legolas softly gasped and he answered,
"I love you as well, Aragorn. I would never have liked you to use the words to hell with Arwen, though." He crossed his arms over his chest, looking at the future king through dulled eyes.
"This night, this battle has proven something to me, that if you want it, there might never be a tomorrow. I still feel the battle pulse through my veins, I can only think of one thing to do in response to that…" He fixed his gaze once again upon Legolas, choosing to ignore the elf's words.
Legolas uncrossed his arms when he noticed that they were all alone. The air grew heavy with the expense that the two warriors shared of something they had only dared to dream about in their wildest fantasies.
"Estel, think of Gondor and Arwen…" His voice grew softer with each passing words as the desire inside him grew.
Aragorn closed the distance and Legolas was surprised to find tears in the grey eyes of Aragorn while the man hissed,
"I shall think of them another time, for now, let there be only you and me…. Seas, meleth (please love), allow us to have this moment while the soldiers celebrate their victory, for once let the world be as we wanted it to be, as it should have been."
He extended his arms and pushed off against the wall, facing Legolas and the elf was trapped. Legolas could once again feel the intense gaze of the man on his face and Aragorn reached out with one hand, breathing,
"So fair. It seems like you are not off this world, yet the blood upon your clothes tells otherwise." Legolas did not answer, searching the man's gaze for something that told him he did not want this.
All he saw was the truth, Aragorn's undying love for him. A love that would never yield to anything else no matter what the future king faced and that was what made Legolas reach out to the man. He cradled the man's face in his hand and Aragorn leaned into the touch, closing his eyes and a gentle smile gracing his lips.
Legolas waited, giving only that touch while his heart screamed to take the human now. The elf was so captured with the human before him that he did not notice Aragorn's hands were tugging on his shirt, trying the find the pale flesh he so desired.
The next moment happened so fast that Legolas never really knew how it happened. He gasped when he felt the weight of the shoulder patch he wore lift of his arms and then Aragorn's mouth was upon his, the man's hand seeking to get rid of the clothing while his tongue sought entrance to Legolas's mouth.
Legolas opened his mouth willingly, feeling his own desire peak. Aragorn's hands clumsily tried to get Legolas's outer tunic unbuttoned and soon the man prevailed, thought not soon enough for his own comfort. He growled and broke apart when he felt fabric appear beneath his roaming hands. He looked at the elf before he asked,
"Why is it that you have to wear layers?"
He then lunged at Legolas and wrestled the elf to the ground, straddling the lithe form with his own legs before tearing at the shirt. Legolas watched with interest as the man tried to get his shirt off with violence. He wanted to say something to Aragorn but it was cut off when Aragorn managed to open the shirt, simply tearing it open and exclaimed,
"Ah, finally!"
A moan was all that escaped the elf's lips when Aragorn lowered his mouth to the newly exposed flesh. The man's teeth grazed at the smooth skin beneath his mouth before his tongue licked the place where he just bit. He lowered his mouth to Legolas's nipple, gazing and sucking upon it while Legolas's writhed beneath him.
"Ai, Aragorn, I never knew…Oh Valar… where did you get that experience?" Legolas moaned softly. Aragorn straightened slightly and purred.
"Two older brothers, love, two older brothers." He just offered those words like it explained everything.
"Then I shall let you see what an only child can do." Legolas huskily answered back before he flipped the man on his back. An arm locked over his chest kept Aragorn in place while Legolas removed the chain mail. He disposed it on a heap right next to where his tunic was lying. Legolas unbuttoned the lower buttons of Aragorn's shirt and while pushing them aside, he lowered his mouth to Aragorn's belly.
Aragorn swallowed and nervously awaited the touch of the elf's lips upon his burning skin. Legolas looked up at him and rested his chin upon the flat plane of Aragorn's belly while he whispered,
"Are you nervous? I may not have the experience I am sure that your brothers have but I can teach you a thing or two, if you will let me?" The smile that was upon his lips was sweet and Aragorn could only nod, finding his speech had abandoned him at the moment. The elf lowered his mouth to the man's tanned chest, a chest he had seen on dozens of occasions but this time it was different, it would turn the relationship he had so far with Aragorn around into something far more powerful.
He was about to touch Aragorn's chest when a loud banging on the door caused his head to snap up. He looked at Aragorn and saw the human's face colour bright red. He shook his head before he called,
"This room is occupied; we shan't be long yet leave us now so you shall have this room within good time."
He lowered his mouth once again when, with a bang, the door opened to reveal an angry looking Gandalf. He spared one glance at the position the two royalties were in before he hurried inside, closing the door behind him while he snapped,
"People are wounded and I looked everywhere for you two, thinking you had been slain in battle, and here I find you doing the Valar knows what!"
"We were checking for wounds," Legolas replied helping Aragorn up. The human's sore muscles protested against the movement.
"With your mouth? This surely is a new way." Gandalf bristled and saw the colour spread on both their faces. "I know of your feeling for one another but this surely is not the time to act upon them. Go and help, later I shall see what I can do," Gandalf answered, hurrying them both outside.
Legolas buttoned up his tunic once more and Aragorn did the same. They did not look upon one another while their feet took them the same way. Aragorn felt flustered. Why did this have to happen now?
The moment they were out of sight and hearing range of Gandalf, Legolas pushed him against the wall, ignoring the human's gentle whimper of fear.
"I promise you, we shall finish this another time." He winked and gave Aragorn such a heated kiss that after he had left, Aragorn could only join 10 minutes later for his arousal had been all to clear.
The man hid his smile and busied himself in the work what had to be done, intending on keeping the promise of the elf prince.
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