"Ron, Harry I need to talk with you about something." Hermione said, dragging them both away from the crowd that was exiting the Great Hall. "Let's go outside for a moment."
Harry and Ron looked at each other, both curious to find out what was going on.
"What is it, Herm?" Ron asked when they had reached the lake.
"Well, it may sound a little stupid… you know what, never mind, it's just silly."
"Ah, come on. Tell us, whatever it is that is bothering you."
"Alright, I think Legolas and professor Strider aren't who they say to be. You know like today when we were walking back to school. They suddenly started to talk in some kind of foreign language, a beautiful one I might add. They said they were speaking Dutch, but I know as a fact that they didn't, because I've been there on holiday a few years ago. Even if they were speaking this supposingly sub-language of theirs called 'Fries'' or something. Second there's the fact that they seem awfully close, like they're best friends, which is pretty weird if you consider their age difference and last but not least there's something about Legolas, like he is not human or something. Did you see how he gracefully came back on to the ground, when that Bludger knocked him off his broom and he's just unnaturally beautiful."
Hermione finished.
Ron looked at her a little irritated at her last comment. "Unnaturally beautiful, hah." He muttered.
"Come on, don't say that you do not agree."
"What? I am a guy, I'm not going to say that I think that a boy is pretty." Ron remarked, rolling his eyes at her. "Besides maybe the guy is part Veela or something?"
Hermione let out an exasperated sigh. "I don't see, what so weird about that. Like I don't know when another girl is pretty? And I don't think he's part Veela either, he hasn't got the temper of one. I just wanted to know if you have noticed something strange too?"
"That Quidditch thing was indeed strange." Harry mused. "And… well, this may sound totally weird, but what the hell.. it looks like he doesn't make any sound when he walks. I just can't hear his footsteps."
"And don't forget that incident with those unicorns." Ron reminded them, suddenly finally himself agreeing with his girlfriend's suspicions.
"You see, there's definitely something weird going on, although I don't think that they work for Voldemort. Dumbledore wouldn't have hired Professor Strider otherwise."
"Remember Quirrel, he did hire him, didn't he? And what about all those Death-eaters
( Voldemort supporters) that attended our school?" Ron popped in.
"Riiiiiight, but still I do think that they are working on our side." Granger sat firmly, standing her ground.
"You only think that because Legolas is so unnaturally beautiful." Ron said sarcastically.
"Ron, you don't have to be jealous or anything. You know I like you way better." Hermione sighed.
"I guess."
"Come on guys this is not the time to be having a quarrel, we all know how much you two love each other, so drop it! But getting back to the subject: I see what you mean Hermione. I don't think that they're working for Voldemort either."
Legolas looked up from his homework when Harry, Ron and Hermione entered the Common Room. He wondered where they had been, he hadn't seen them since dinner. They all seemed to glance at him, before taking a seat around the fire. He looked suspiciously at them, praying that they hadn't been talking about him or Aragorn.
"Ron, what about that game of Wizard's chess, you were talking about?" he said approaching them.
Ron looked at him searchingly for a moment, before replying: "Sure, Legolas."
He quietly went upstairs to get the game.
"Do you know how to play it?" he asked, when he came back.
"No, unfortunately, I don't."
"Okay, well it's easy enough to understand…" Ron quickly explained the basic rules and once the Elven Prince got the hang of it, they had much fun playing it the entire night. Although Legolas was still no match for Ron, he was a worthy opponent. Finally around 10 PM they decided to go to bed. Legolas figured that it would be best if he went to the forest at midnight as he had forgotten to ask Aragorn about the exact time. He quietly waited until they were all asleep. He had been afraid for a few moments that he would not be able to go after all when Ron had only gone to sleep at 23.30h, but he didn't need to worry as the boy fell asleep in mere seconds.
At precisely midnight, Legolas got out of bed, grabbed his invisibility cloak and headed out of the room and towards the forest. On his way over there he ran into the cat called Mrs Norris. She seemed to sense him, because she stopped dead in her tracks and looked around suspiciously. But when she didn't hear anything she fortunately continued.
Legolas walked swiftly passed her and run all the way to the forest. He couldn't wait to see Aragorn. Finally they had some time alone together.
Soon he saw the person he was longing for. He was listening very hard to something and looked around carefully; apparently there was someone or something close by, which had made the noise that he couldn't place. Legolas silently walked up to him, when he was standing mere inches away, he wrapped his arms around his lover tightly.
"What the hell!!" Aragorn exclaimed, as he tried to see who the person in his arms was. He almost immediately realised that it was Legolas, as he let his hands travel his slim waist and muscular back. "Hey you." He smiled, pulling off the elf's cloak.
The King caressed his cheek softly, tugging some strands of golden hair behind his ears.
The kiss that soon followed was sweet and urgent. They had both longed for this for so long.
"Legolas", Aragorn moaned, between kisses, while pushing him up to the nearest tree, pressing his entire body against his lover. He just needed to feel his delicate body everywhere. He could feel his manhood harden beneath his touch. This just feels like the way love is meant to be. With Arwen there was definitely a spark missing, but Legolas has turned that little sparkle into a huge bonfire! Before I had the feeling that I couldn't give in completely. I was always holding back a little, but now……
Warning NC-17 slash ahead. If you don't like it. Stop reading now!! It will be safe again in the next chap. This will probably be the only NC17 scene, so don't worry.
Oh and don't start nagging about the scene afterwards. I warned you ahead, didn't I???!!!!J
Aragorn was pulled back to the present, when Legolas pinned him down onto the ground. He tried to get on top, but the Elf seemed to insist otherwise. He roamed the slim body on top of him with his hands, undoing him of his clothes slowly.
The Elf's naked skin felt like silk beneath his touch, so flawless and smooth.
Legolas' cool hands were travelling down his back, lightly touching him, yet inciting thrills with every soft touch. Aragorn moaned, ever so softly, his whole body coming alive to the feathery touches Legolas was placing on him. He bent down slightly to take the elf's waiting mouth, plundering it with his tongue. Legolas responded to the kiss just as greedily, never wanting this wonderful feeling, this moment to end.
"So beautiful..." Aragorn murmured into Legolas' ear, gently flicking out his tongue to lick the dramatic point of the Elf's ear.
Legolas gasped, squirming in his grip. Aragorn pulled back, looking concerned.
"Did I hurt you...?" he asked.
"No...it's very sensitive...did you know it was erogenous zone?" Legolas gasped, fully aroused now. Aragorn blinked and smiled.
"I do now," he shrugged, pulling Legolas back down to the cloaks they had laid out, licking the Elf's ear the whole way. Legolas moaned, arching slightly against Aragorn's chest.
"Interesting," Aragorn chuckled, filing away this new information he had discovered about Elves. The man gasped, as Legolas began working his way downwards slowly. Kissing every piece of his skin softly. He halted a moment, when he had reached the man's nipples, sucking on one of them lightly, while fondling the other with his fingers. Aragorn moaned in delight, he had never ever experienced these sensations before.
Suddenly Legolas pulled away: "Aren't we supposed to patrol right now? I hate to think anything happens to these kids, because of us."
"I've patrolled a little before you arrived and it seems safe now, maybe we can patrol together some time later on the evening? I am I no fit state to patrol now anyway." He grinned.
That was all the encouragement Legolas needed to pursuit what he was doing.
He quickly worked his way downwards, until he reached his ultimate goal. He started to tease Aragorn slightly, by touching and stroking his thighs and the area between his legs.
"Legolas, please." Aragorn pleaded, thrusting his hips towards Legolas' hands. "Stop teasing me so."
The Elf smiled at this and answered the plea by touching the man's aroused manhood softly,
electing a loud gasp from Aragorn, that single touch alone drove him almost over the edge.
He soon speeded up his strokes and didn't take long before The King came, screaming Legolas' name in ecstasy.
When Aragorn had recovered after a few minutes, he turned all his attention towards the elf, who was now trembling with desire.
He kissed him passionately letting their tongues play with each other for a while. Legolas started to rub his member to the man's leg, as the kiss became more and more passionate.
Aragorn let his hands travel downwards, cupping the elf's ass with hands, pulling him towards him even more. He just wanted to feel him everywhere, touch him everywhere.
He started to kiss him at the base of his neck softly, slipping his tongue out and slowly working his way downward. He lingered at his nipples, but he soon followed his intended path downwards, licking and nibbling all the way.
He stopped when he had reached the elf's manhood, admiring it before taking its full length into his mouth. Legolas arched his back upwards, burning with desire. He grabbed the man's hair for support, urging him to continue, as he felt he was almost coming.
Aragorn swirled his tongue around the hardened cock, sucking on it softly. When Legolas reached his climax, he quickly pulled away as the prince released himself letting out a cry of ecstasy, holding onto his lover for support.
Legolas slumped on top of Aragorn, sighing contently as he wrapped his arms tightly around the man he loved. Aragorn snuggled closer to him. "I like the way you and I patrol." He whispered.
"We can't do this every night, Estel." Legolas said seriously. "We have a mission to fulfil, so we will just have to wait until it's over before we can do this again, alright?"
"Well, I can't make any promises….., but I'll try my best." He quickly added, as he saw the stern look on his lover's face.
Legolas let out an exasperate sigh, although he had to admit that being so close and alone with Aragorn all the time was rather nice and he probably had to restrain himself from giving in to his urges. With those thoughts he buried his head in the man's chest and soon fell asleep.