Meleth-nin
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Lord of the Rings Movies › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
34
Views:
23,903
Reviews:
123
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings book series and movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter two
Disclaimer: Not mine but Tolkien’s. Thomas is mine.
Warnings: mpreg, child abuse (implied)
A/N: Feedback appreciated.
thoughts
/flashback/
Chapter two
Legolas was working in the gardens. He had already planted several blueberry bushes and apple trees. However his thoughts were elsewhere. I don’t think I trust this Thomas overly much. There’s something about him that makes me shudder. I wonder just what exactly he has done to earn Aragorn’s praise. Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to keep my eyes open.
Legolas ceased his ministrations and sat on the ground. He rubbed his abdomen absentmindedly. He had seen a healer this morning and he had confirmed his suspicions. He was pregnant with Aragorn’s child. Legolas knew that Aragorn would be thrilled about the news. He loved children and had told Legolas that he would like to get him pregnant as soon as they were married.
It was Legolas himself who was having doubts about having a child. He had been a warrior for over two millennia. How would he be able to just sit back and do nothing for over a year? And after the child was born he would be tied to it all the time. It wasn’t that Legolas didn’t like children. Elven children were rare and cherished not only by their parents but other elves as well. Legolas had two nephews and a niece and they were very dear to him. It was just that he wasn’t sure if he was ready to have a child of his own and give up his independence in the process.
Well, too late for second thoughts he thought wryly. The bun is already in the oven. I shall tell Aragorn about this after dinner. He will be most pleased. I wish I was. He let himself remember the last time they had discussed the topic.
/Aragorn smiled fondly at him and caressed his cheek. “You’d be so beautiful with my child, meleth. I can only imagine how stunning you would look, all round and fertile… You could give me a beautiful and strong son, a son who looked like his fair Ada.”
Legolas gave a nervous smile and leaned to the touch. “I’m not so sure about this, Aragorn. We have so many things to do, a child could prove a distraction… You already work too much, I don’t want you to worry over a pregnant spouse as well.”
Aragorn lifted Legolas’ hand to his lips and kissed his palm. “Hush love, don’t be silly. Our child could never be considered as such. And I know I don’t need to worry over you, you’re perfectly capable of taking care of yourself. You know how much I love children, Legolas. I believe a child would bring us even closer together and seal our union.”
“Aragorn, love. Please listen to me. I would like to wait a little bit longer. Let the people of Minas Tirith get used to me first. After all they’ve just heard that you married a male elf.” Legolas pleaded. He peppered Aragorn’s face with little kisses when the Man reluctantly nodded./
Suddenly Legolas heard footsteps approaching him. He broke from his musings and turned around to face the intruder.
“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your thoughts, my Prince”, Thomas apologized and turned to leave.
“It is all right, you didn’t interrupt me”, Legolas assured. “Can I help you in some way?”
“Well, yes. I am sorry but I don’t think it’s safe for you to be alone in the gardens. Should someone wish to attack you the guards would be far away and unable to protect you, my Prince. I would strongly suggest you either take at least two guards with you or stay inside the palace”, Thomas said.
Legolas stood up, furious. He glared at the guard so viciously that he flinched and stepped back. “What are you saying? That I cannot come to my own gardens when I please and as I please? You are forgetting your place, guard”, he said angrily.
He was already upset about the pregnancy and now this! It was unbearable! Thomas blinked rapidly trying to come up with something to say. He watched the fuming elf Prince sheepishly and came to his side placing a hand on Legolas’ shoulder.
“I am the chief of the guards of the palace and ‘tis my job to keep you safe, my Prince. I am sorry but I’m only following the king’s orders.”
“You are not allowed to touch me”, Legolas snapped and removed Thomas’ hand from his shoulder. “And when it comes to orders you will have to obey me just as you obey the king and I’m ordering you to leave me be and go someplace else to harass someone else.”
Thomas narrowed his eyes. The Prince was treating him with no respect and his words were completely impolite. So the Prince isn’t only a freak but he’s also ill-mannered. He’s lucky to be so beautiful or else no-one would ever wish to have anything to do with him. The King must have married him for his looks only Thomas thought menacingly. Outwardly he smiled to the Prince and bowed. He didn’t want to show him that his ill-chosen words had earned him an enemy. “I apologize, my Prince, I did not mean to anger you.”
Legolas acknowledged the apology with a nod. Thomas rightly took it as a dismissal and took his leave. You are so certain of yourself, aren’t you, Prince? Maybe it’s time for someone to put you in your place. I already know how to have my revenge… After all, the King himself is also very handsome and desirable. And surely he won’t mind a manly companion after putting up with that whining elven bitch.
Thomas walked back to the palace and headed to the King’s chambers. He knew he was early but he wanted to spend time alone with the King. Despite his young age Thomas wasn’t innocent – quite the contrary he was well-experienced in the art of seduction. He had bedded more men than he could count after joining the Gondorian guards eight years ago. His first had been one of his instructors, a man at least twice his age.
Thomas smiled as he remembered how he had sucked the man off on several occasions during the long nights in the wild. His attentions had earned him some privileges. For example he never had to take the watch in the middle of the night. He had been only fourteen at the time. That hadn’t disturbed the other man though. Most Gondorian soldiers believed that when a boy was old enough to join the training he was old enough to be fucked. Thomas had merely used that to his own advantage.
Actually he wasn’t any more capable than any randomly picked guard, but he had slept with men who could – and would – speak for him and recommend him to the King. Now he finally was where he wanted; near the King and near the power.
He had already reached the King’s chambers so he knocked the door. He heard faint rustling of clothes and then the King bid him enter. Thomas opened the door and stepped in. “I’m a bit early but – oh” He managed to say.
Aragorn had just taken a bath and was wearing only his leggings. His dark hair was wet and pulled back. Thomas couldn’t help admiring the King’s firm and lean body. He was tanned and his chest and belly were muscular as were his arms. The leggings he was wearing clung tightly to his long and slender legs. Thomas quickly averted his gaze so that Aragorn wouldn’t catch him staring at him and drooling over him.
Warnings: mpreg, child abuse (implied)
A/N: Feedback appreciated.
thoughts
/flashback/
Chapter two
Legolas was working in the gardens. He had already planted several blueberry bushes and apple trees. However his thoughts were elsewhere. I don’t think I trust this Thomas overly much. There’s something about him that makes me shudder. I wonder just what exactly he has done to earn Aragorn’s praise. Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to keep my eyes open.
Legolas ceased his ministrations and sat on the ground. He rubbed his abdomen absentmindedly. He had seen a healer this morning and he had confirmed his suspicions. He was pregnant with Aragorn’s child. Legolas knew that Aragorn would be thrilled about the news. He loved children and had told Legolas that he would like to get him pregnant as soon as they were married.
It was Legolas himself who was having doubts about having a child. He had been a warrior for over two millennia. How would he be able to just sit back and do nothing for over a year? And after the child was born he would be tied to it all the time. It wasn’t that Legolas didn’t like children. Elven children were rare and cherished not only by their parents but other elves as well. Legolas had two nephews and a niece and they were very dear to him. It was just that he wasn’t sure if he was ready to have a child of his own and give up his independence in the process.
Well, too late for second thoughts he thought wryly. The bun is already in the oven. I shall tell Aragorn about this after dinner. He will be most pleased. I wish I was. He let himself remember the last time they had discussed the topic.
/Aragorn smiled fondly at him and caressed his cheek. “You’d be so beautiful with my child, meleth. I can only imagine how stunning you would look, all round and fertile… You could give me a beautiful and strong son, a son who looked like his fair Ada.”
Legolas gave a nervous smile and leaned to the touch. “I’m not so sure about this, Aragorn. We have so many things to do, a child could prove a distraction… You already work too much, I don’t want you to worry over a pregnant spouse as well.”
Aragorn lifted Legolas’ hand to his lips and kissed his palm. “Hush love, don’t be silly. Our child could never be considered as such. And I know I don’t need to worry over you, you’re perfectly capable of taking care of yourself. You know how much I love children, Legolas. I believe a child would bring us even closer together and seal our union.”
“Aragorn, love. Please listen to me. I would like to wait a little bit longer. Let the people of Minas Tirith get used to me first. After all they’ve just heard that you married a male elf.” Legolas pleaded. He peppered Aragorn’s face with little kisses when the Man reluctantly nodded./
Suddenly Legolas heard footsteps approaching him. He broke from his musings and turned around to face the intruder.
“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your thoughts, my Prince”, Thomas apologized and turned to leave.
“It is all right, you didn’t interrupt me”, Legolas assured. “Can I help you in some way?”
“Well, yes. I am sorry but I don’t think it’s safe for you to be alone in the gardens. Should someone wish to attack you the guards would be far away and unable to protect you, my Prince. I would strongly suggest you either take at least two guards with you or stay inside the palace”, Thomas said.
Legolas stood up, furious. He glared at the guard so viciously that he flinched and stepped back. “What are you saying? That I cannot come to my own gardens when I please and as I please? You are forgetting your place, guard”, he said angrily.
He was already upset about the pregnancy and now this! It was unbearable! Thomas blinked rapidly trying to come up with something to say. He watched the fuming elf Prince sheepishly and came to his side placing a hand on Legolas’ shoulder.
“I am the chief of the guards of the palace and ‘tis my job to keep you safe, my Prince. I am sorry but I’m only following the king’s orders.”
“You are not allowed to touch me”, Legolas snapped and removed Thomas’ hand from his shoulder. “And when it comes to orders you will have to obey me just as you obey the king and I’m ordering you to leave me be and go someplace else to harass someone else.”
Thomas narrowed his eyes. The Prince was treating him with no respect and his words were completely impolite. So the Prince isn’t only a freak but he’s also ill-mannered. He’s lucky to be so beautiful or else no-one would ever wish to have anything to do with him. The King must have married him for his looks only Thomas thought menacingly. Outwardly he smiled to the Prince and bowed. He didn’t want to show him that his ill-chosen words had earned him an enemy. “I apologize, my Prince, I did not mean to anger you.”
Legolas acknowledged the apology with a nod. Thomas rightly took it as a dismissal and took his leave. You are so certain of yourself, aren’t you, Prince? Maybe it’s time for someone to put you in your place. I already know how to have my revenge… After all, the King himself is also very handsome and desirable. And surely he won’t mind a manly companion after putting up with that whining elven bitch.
Thomas walked back to the palace and headed to the King’s chambers. He knew he was early but he wanted to spend time alone with the King. Despite his young age Thomas wasn’t innocent – quite the contrary he was well-experienced in the art of seduction. He had bedded more men than he could count after joining the Gondorian guards eight years ago. His first had been one of his instructors, a man at least twice his age.
Thomas smiled as he remembered how he had sucked the man off on several occasions during the long nights in the wild. His attentions had earned him some privileges. For example he never had to take the watch in the middle of the night. He had been only fourteen at the time. That hadn’t disturbed the other man though. Most Gondorian soldiers believed that when a boy was old enough to join the training he was old enough to be fucked. Thomas had merely used that to his own advantage.
Actually he wasn’t any more capable than any randomly picked guard, but he had slept with men who could – and would – speak for him and recommend him to the King. Now he finally was where he wanted; near the King and near the power.
He had already reached the King’s chambers so he knocked the door. He heard faint rustling of clothes and then the King bid him enter. Thomas opened the door and stepped in. “I’m a bit early but – oh” He managed to say.
Aragorn had just taken a bath and was wearing only his leggings. His dark hair was wet and pulled back. Thomas couldn’t help admiring the King’s firm and lean body. He was tanned and his chest and belly were muscular as were his arms. The leggings he was wearing clung tightly to his long and slender legs. Thomas quickly averted his gaze so that Aragorn wouldn’t catch him staring at him and drooling over him.