Meleth-nin
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Lord of the Rings Movies › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
34
Views:
23,908
Reviews:
123
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter five
Disclaimer: Tolkien’s, not mine.
A/N: This takes place approximately five months after the previous chapter’s events. Feedback is appreciated, as always. Thanks for the reviews. :)
thoughts
Chapter five
Legolas woke up with a start when he felt an unfamiliar clench in his stomach. Oh Valar, is there something wrong with my baby? His hands reached his round belly and rubbed it soothingly. There is was again, the strange fluttering! Legolas started to get out of the bed before he realised what they were. His baby was kicking! He laughed relieved. Nothing was wrong, quite the contrary. Legolas was six months pregnant so it was no wonder that the baby was already moving inside him. The pregnancy was to last a full year.
I need to tell Aragorn about this. I’m sure he doesn’t want to miss his son’s first kicks Legolas thought excited. He refused to think about the fact that Aragorn was busier than ever. He had promised Legolas to spend more time with him now when there was a baby coming, but he couldn’t keep that promise. Instead Legolas saw him less and less. The last time they had really spent some time together was almost two fortnights ago.
It seems that this Thomas never leaves his side Legolas thought. He had seen how Thomas eyed Aragorn when the King wasn’t looking. To his relief Aragorn seemed oblivious to his guard’s interest, but for how long? Legolas knew how handsome and charming Thomas was. It would only be a matter of time before…
No. Don’t even think that. Aragorn would never cheat on me. He loves me and our child. He would never dishonour me by being unfaithful Legolas scolded himself and banished all thoughts of his husband’s possible infidelity.
He chose a green robe and started to get dressed. He didn’t fit to his old clothes anymore so they had had new clothes made for him. Maternity clothes Aragorn called them. Legolas grimaced. He loved his baby dearly but he hated the fact that his slim figure was gone. Instead of a slender waist he had a round belly. He felt awkward and clumsy. He hated it! He was used to being graceful and nimble, not slow and moody. No wonder Aragorn prefers Thomas’ company to mine. He’s slender and handsome, I’m fat and ugly Legolas thought sullenly.
Nevertheless Legolas wanted to inform Aragorn of the baby’s kicks. He went to the study and noticed there was a note on the table.
Good morning meleth,
I’m working in the Prince Consort’s chambers this morning for I did not want to disturb your rest. Don’t worry, Thomas is with me and ensures I don’t exhaust myself overly much.
Aragorn
Legolas smiled bitterly. Don’t worry? I have every reason to worry when that man-eater is alone with you! Legolas wasn’t oblivious to the rumours. They said that Thomas was a slut and bedded anything with two legs and a cock.
Legolas left the Royal chambers and headed to where Aragorn was working. He stopped in front of the door when heard laughter. Aragorn and Thomas! They were supposed to be working, not jesting. Legolas opened the door and saw something that made him even angrier. Aragorn was sitting at the table with some parchments in front of him. Thomas stood by his side and his hand was resting on Aragorn’s shoulder. Legolas saw red.
“What’s the meaning of this?” He asked furiously.
Aragorn and Thomas lifted their gazes surprised and saw the fuming Prince. Aragorn recognized the look on his husband’s face immediately and got defensive. “Morning, love, I didn’t hear you coming. Do you wish to join us?”
“No wonder you didn’t hear me coming when that slut is groping you and whispering to your ear!” Legolas snapped. “Get out, Thomas, I want to speak to my husband alone.”
Aragorn looked flabbergasted. What has gotten into him? He wondered.
“Now Legolas, there is no reason to insult Thomas. He most definitely was neither groping me nor whispering to my ear. He was simply aiding me with this -” he gestured at the parchment in front of him “- as I asked him to do. Really meleth, what’s wrong?”
Thomas witnessed the scene with great interest. It seemed that the Prince saw him as a threat… Maybe he wasn’t as dense as Thomas had taken him for. Thomas cleared his throat in order to get their attention and bowed to Legolas. “I shall leave you to your privacy, my King and my Prince.”
“Yes please”, Legolas said through clenched teeth. How he hated the sight of that man! He sensed that something was amiss with him. He was always near Aragorn, offering him his advice and Valar knew what else. Legolas didn’t trust him in the slightest.
“No.” Aragorn said unambiguously. “We have a lot work to do. Legolas, I’ll see you at dinner. I suggest you calm down before that. I’m in no mood to listen to your accusations.”
Legolas fumed and turned to leave. Before he got out of the door he remembered why he had come in the first place and turned to face Aragorn and Thomas. “I came to bring you some wonderful news. I felt our son for the first time this morning. But since you’re so busy with him and your work, I won’t bother you by asking if you want to feel him as well.” After saying that Legolas took his leave and left an amazed Aragorn behind.
The King rubbed his eyes and sighed. “I’m sorry that he insulted you, Thomas. He hasn’t been himself lately. It seems that whatever I do I manage to irritate him somehow. Elbereth knows I love him but this isn’t easy for me either. I’m beginning to lose my patience with him. Does that make me a horrible person?” He looked at Thomas pleadingly.
Thomas smiled at him and rubbed his shoulders soothingly. He was thrilled by how dependant of him the King had become. It was almost like he rather spent some time with him than with Legolas. When the Royal couple had announced Legolas’ pregnancy five months earlier Thomas had been devastated. He had believed that the pregnancy would make the King love his spouse even more and tie them even tighter together. It seemed that he had been wrong then.
“Of course not, my King. This is very demanding for both of you. I think you have been wonderful. There are many men who would have told him to go back to the nursery and stop bothering you.” He rubbed the tense muscles in Aragorn’s neck and was happy to hear the King moan in appreciation.
“I feel like an Orc when I’m not with him but working instead. It’s just that I cannot neglect my duties and he doesn’t want to understand that. I’m beginning to think that he was right earlier when he said that we should wait a bit longer… Oh well, too late now.” Aragorn lifted his gaze and gave him an easy smile. ”Don’t get me wrong, I love our child but the timing could be better. And Thomas. You may call me by my given name Aragorn when we’re alone, there’s no need for titles. However I suggest you keep calling Legolas by his title, he’s a tad sensitive these days.”
“Thank you, my… Aragorn”, Thomas said and blushed. It felt so intimate to use his given name. If the Prince knew about this he’d throw a tantrum! How unlucky for him that the pregnancy makes him moody and short-tempered Thomas thought in malicious delight. He only pushes his husband further away from him. Silly elf.
A/N: This takes place approximately five months after the previous chapter’s events. Feedback is appreciated, as always. Thanks for the reviews. :)
thoughts
Chapter five
Legolas woke up with a start when he felt an unfamiliar clench in his stomach. Oh Valar, is there something wrong with my baby? His hands reached his round belly and rubbed it soothingly. There is was again, the strange fluttering! Legolas started to get out of the bed before he realised what they were. His baby was kicking! He laughed relieved. Nothing was wrong, quite the contrary. Legolas was six months pregnant so it was no wonder that the baby was already moving inside him. The pregnancy was to last a full year.
I need to tell Aragorn about this. I’m sure he doesn’t want to miss his son’s first kicks Legolas thought excited. He refused to think about the fact that Aragorn was busier than ever. He had promised Legolas to spend more time with him now when there was a baby coming, but he couldn’t keep that promise. Instead Legolas saw him less and less. The last time they had really spent some time together was almost two fortnights ago.
It seems that this Thomas never leaves his side Legolas thought. He had seen how Thomas eyed Aragorn when the King wasn’t looking. To his relief Aragorn seemed oblivious to his guard’s interest, but for how long? Legolas knew how handsome and charming Thomas was. It would only be a matter of time before…
No. Don’t even think that. Aragorn would never cheat on me. He loves me and our child. He would never dishonour me by being unfaithful Legolas scolded himself and banished all thoughts of his husband’s possible infidelity.
He chose a green robe and started to get dressed. He didn’t fit to his old clothes anymore so they had had new clothes made for him. Maternity clothes Aragorn called them. Legolas grimaced. He loved his baby dearly but he hated the fact that his slim figure was gone. Instead of a slender waist he had a round belly. He felt awkward and clumsy. He hated it! He was used to being graceful and nimble, not slow and moody. No wonder Aragorn prefers Thomas’ company to mine. He’s slender and handsome, I’m fat and ugly Legolas thought sullenly.
Nevertheless Legolas wanted to inform Aragorn of the baby’s kicks. He went to the study and noticed there was a note on the table.
Good morning meleth,
I’m working in the Prince Consort’s chambers this morning for I did not want to disturb your rest. Don’t worry, Thomas is with me and ensures I don’t exhaust myself overly much.
Aragorn
Legolas smiled bitterly. Don’t worry? I have every reason to worry when that man-eater is alone with you! Legolas wasn’t oblivious to the rumours. They said that Thomas was a slut and bedded anything with two legs and a cock.
Legolas left the Royal chambers and headed to where Aragorn was working. He stopped in front of the door when heard laughter. Aragorn and Thomas! They were supposed to be working, not jesting. Legolas opened the door and saw something that made him even angrier. Aragorn was sitting at the table with some parchments in front of him. Thomas stood by his side and his hand was resting on Aragorn’s shoulder. Legolas saw red.
“What’s the meaning of this?” He asked furiously.
Aragorn and Thomas lifted their gazes surprised and saw the fuming Prince. Aragorn recognized the look on his husband’s face immediately and got defensive. “Morning, love, I didn’t hear you coming. Do you wish to join us?”
“No wonder you didn’t hear me coming when that slut is groping you and whispering to your ear!” Legolas snapped. “Get out, Thomas, I want to speak to my husband alone.”
Aragorn looked flabbergasted. What has gotten into him? He wondered.
“Now Legolas, there is no reason to insult Thomas. He most definitely was neither groping me nor whispering to my ear. He was simply aiding me with this -” he gestured at the parchment in front of him “- as I asked him to do. Really meleth, what’s wrong?”
Thomas witnessed the scene with great interest. It seemed that the Prince saw him as a threat… Maybe he wasn’t as dense as Thomas had taken him for. Thomas cleared his throat in order to get their attention and bowed to Legolas. “I shall leave you to your privacy, my King and my Prince.”
“Yes please”, Legolas said through clenched teeth. How he hated the sight of that man! He sensed that something was amiss with him. He was always near Aragorn, offering him his advice and Valar knew what else. Legolas didn’t trust him in the slightest.
“No.” Aragorn said unambiguously. “We have a lot work to do. Legolas, I’ll see you at dinner. I suggest you calm down before that. I’m in no mood to listen to your accusations.”
Legolas fumed and turned to leave. Before he got out of the door he remembered why he had come in the first place and turned to face Aragorn and Thomas. “I came to bring you some wonderful news. I felt our son for the first time this morning. But since you’re so busy with him and your work, I won’t bother you by asking if you want to feel him as well.” After saying that Legolas took his leave and left an amazed Aragorn behind.
The King rubbed his eyes and sighed. “I’m sorry that he insulted you, Thomas. He hasn’t been himself lately. It seems that whatever I do I manage to irritate him somehow. Elbereth knows I love him but this isn’t easy for me either. I’m beginning to lose my patience with him. Does that make me a horrible person?” He looked at Thomas pleadingly.
Thomas smiled at him and rubbed his shoulders soothingly. He was thrilled by how dependant of him the King had become. It was almost like he rather spent some time with him than with Legolas. When the Royal couple had announced Legolas’ pregnancy five months earlier Thomas had been devastated. He had believed that the pregnancy would make the King love his spouse even more and tie them even tighter together. It seemed that he had been wrong then.
“Of course not, my King. This is very demanding for both of you. I think you have been wonderful. There are many men who would have told him to go back to the nursery and stop bothering you.” He rubbed the tense muscles in Aragorn’s neck and was happy to hear the King moan in appreciation.
“I feel like an Orc when I’m not with him but working instead. It’s just that I cannot neglect my duties and he doesn’t want to understand that. I’m beginning to think that he was right earlier when he said that we should wait a bit longer… Oh well, too late now.” Aragorn lifted his gaze and gave him an easy smile. ”Don’t get me wrong, I love our child but the timing could be better. And Thomas. You may call me by my given name Aragorn when we’re alone, there’s no need for titles. However I suggest you keep calling Legolas by his title, he’s a tad sensitive these days.”
“Thank you, my… Aragorn”, Thomas said and blushed. It felt so intimate to use his given name. If the Prince knew about this he’d throw a tantrum! How unlucky for him that the pregnancy makes him moody and short-tempered Thomas thought in malicious delight. He only pushes his husband further away from him. Silly elf.