Love Dagger

A/N: Heya![shake it like a Polaroid picta!] This IS the NC-17 version of the first scene of my fic on fanfiction.net, I Learned From the Best. If you're reading this for the first time, then please review too and you could read my original story from where this piece originates.

Warning: This is meant to be dark. And I mean, dark. Read to find out.


Love Dagger

Legolas opened his blue eyes to meet a pair of steel eyes. He lay on his bed, staring into them for a long time. Then, the owner of those eyes smiled, and pressed his lips onto Legolas'. Legolas could feel his weight press onto his body and found that he could not suppress his arousal. He returned the kiss fully, as his hands snaked underneath the man's clothes, feeling taut muscle, toned after many years of training and harsh battles. They stopped kissing for a moment.


"Amin mella le."


Legolas removed Aragorn's shirt with shaky hands. The night air was cold and their breath could be seen. Aragorn started to suck on the tip of Legolas' ears, making him blush. He was always sensitive around there. He then removed the rest of his and Aragorn's clothes and threw them all the way across the room, already aroused. Aragorn grinned at this and all of a sudden, bit down hard on Legolas' neck, causing him to yelp in pain and surprise.

He knew the mark was going to stay there for a while. "I'll get you for that someday.." Legolas pouted. "Fat chance." Aragorn smiled. He slipped his tongue into Legolas' hot mouth causing the elf to moan. He could feel his erection pressing hard onto the inner of his thigh. Then, in a split second, he had turned around and now he was on top of Aragorn. Before Aragorn could protest, Legolas sealed his lips with a kiss, and then he grinded their hips together, causing Aragorn to moan and softly bite his lips.


Legolas grinned, thinking he had 'won'. But he was wrong. All of a sudden, Aragorn grabbed Legolas' shaft and started to bring his hand up and down, painfully slow. "Estel!" Legolas panted. Aragorn increased his pace, loving the sticky wetness that started to leak out from Legolas. As Legolas was about to reach his peak, he stopped. Legolas cried out in frustration but then stopped when Aragorn beckoned him lay on top of him.

"On your hands and knees first, my prince. Alright. Now…" As Legolas held up for a moment, Aragorn shifted his position, so that he was directly underneath Legolas, his face facing Legolas erection. "You can lower yourself now, mellamin." Legolas smiled wickedly as he understood now what Aragorn had intended.

Both engulfed each other's shaft. Legolas' mind was exploding. He could feel Aragorn sucking and grazing his teeth over him, milking him. At the same time, he too was giving him pleasure. He couldn't take it anymore. He released his seed deep into Aragorn's throat. No longer after that Aragorn released as well. He lapped up every drop of his lover's essence. They lay there for a while, panting. Then, Aragorn sat up.

"Are you ready?" Legolas grinned. "Yes."
They shifted again, and Aragorn pushed himself into Legolas and let out a moan. He rocked into him slowly, and then he picked up the pace. Soon, both were screaming each other's names. "Estel! Faster! Ai!!!" Legolas screamed.


Skin upon skin. Flesh against flesh. Incoherent screams, mumblings and moaning. Just as Legolas was about to reach orgasm, Aragorn stopped. His eyes were shadowed, and he wore a maniacal grin on his face. "Mellamin" Legolas whispered.

All of a sudden, Aragorn reached out to the side of the bed. In a split second, he grabbed out a dagger.

"Amin mella le."

Legolas' eyes widened in shock and pain. Aragorn stabbed his chest. Blood, his blood was already staining the sheets. Blood oozed out from Legolas' lips, as he choked and sputtered. "Estel?"

Aragorn smiled. Hand still grasping the dagger, he twisted it. Then,

He ripped his heart out.

-fin-


A/N: Kindly review!