My Heart

Title: My Heart
Author: Alifa (alifa2003@yahoo.com.au)
Pairings: A/L maybe more will see....
Warning: R to Nc-17
Summary: Aragorns and Legolas relationship * I suck at summaries* but
for now this is just their thoughts of each other.
Disclaimer: If only they were mine but sadly enough they are not. And i do not make any money out of them.
Feedback: Oh yes PLEASE!!!!!!
Authors Note: This is my FIRST FIC!!!!!! So please be kind to me, I
have not had it betaed cause I currently have no one to go through it
for me *working on that* Oh and this ` ` means they are talking
mentally. Also the elvish is both Sindarin and Quenya, I have tried
my best with the translations.

Somewhere in the wild


Estel

His eyes I think were the first things that attracted me to him, a
deep blue like a cloudless laire (summer) sky. Always changing with
his moods, elves always pride themselves on the constraints they have
on their emotions always calm whether they were in fear or anger. And
Legolas is no exception, but it is his eyes which through all the
years i have come to know him that have always given what he is
feeling away. When in anger they would turn an astonishing emerald
green and woe to any his gaze befell upon. And when his heart is
light his eyes remain the deep blue that they are. But it is when in
passion that i lately realised i liked his eyes best for they turn a
dark purple colour, which always manages to leave me breathless, and
quivering everytime i gaze upon them.

I look at him now lying in my arms with his eyes closed, yes closed
an unheard of thing amongst elves and only done by my peredhil
family. You see elves only close their eyes in times when their bodies
have suffered too much exhaustion or trauma both physical and mental
or when they are dead But after spending so much time with me and my
family this practice was one of the many he picked up from us. But
only when both his mind or body were at complete rest did Legolas
close his eyes, for though i have no qualms with him sleeping with
his eyes closed it still scares me everytime i open my eyes to find
him thus and so rarely does he do it.

"Estel pusta (stop)" Legolas soft musical voice drags me out of my
musings; I look at my beloved now wide-awake with a sleepy smile upon
his face. "Stop what mela en coiamin (love of my life)", I enquire
teasingly "Stop brooding and go to sleep we have a long day
tomorrow, and i do not fancy hunting yrch ( orcs) with a half-asleep
human watching my back" Legolas replies jokingly in a serious tone as
he moves furthero myo my embrace and lies on top of me sliding his
already hard elfhood onto my flaccid member which quickly reawakens
to life. The contact immediately robs me of any words that were about
to come out of my mouth instead i groan softly burying my face in his
golden mane while at the same time tightening my arms which i had
wrapped around his slender waist.

"Estel" Legolas chuckles "you are insatiable", and he raises his head
and looks into my eyes while slowly tracing a slender finger down my
face. His eyes bore into mine expressing all the love he feels for
me, words not necessary between us and in my mind i feel a gentle
touch as Legolas requests entry. Calming my breath i open the gates
to my mind and his thoughts flow through me passion, desire, love. I
could not tell whose thoughts were whose as our minds linked and then
i hear his voice `Amin mella lle Elen nin`(i love you my star), `Amin
mella lle Lass nin` ( i love you my leaf) i reply as i gather him
into my arms and our lips descend down to each other and engage in a
dance as old as time. And i am lost.

tbc.