Beloved Mine

Title: Beloved Mine part 1/?
Author : PaganPrincess013@aol.com
Pairing: Aragorn / Legolas
Rating: Nc/17
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me, this is not for profit, please don't sue.
Warning: M/M slash! if this disturbs you, DO NOT READ!

Beloved Mine part 1/?

The look in Gandalf's eyes before he fell into the endless dark of Moria would haunt Aragorn's dreams forever.
"Come Legolas, get them up. We must reach the woods of Lothlorian by nightfall."
The tall ranger glanced at the fair elf. Where Legolas normally did not let his emotions show, his sorrow was evident on his face. Aragorn longed to take away Legolas' pain, as well as his own. He soon pushed that impossible idea out of his head. Legolas would no longer desire him, not after what had happened all those years ago. There was no use in reopening old wounds.

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The tall ranger lurked about the lodging that the Lord Celeboran and the Lady Galadrial had granted to the Fellowship. The Hobbits were snoring quite contentedly, as was the dwarf - unfortunately, the dwarf was snoring much more loudly than the Hobbits. Sam rolled over in his sleep and laid his hand on Frodo’s waist. The haughty Lord of Gondor appeared to have forgotten whaladrladrial told him earlier, and was resting peacefully. The elf, however, was nowhere to be found.
A sudden jolt of fear rushed through Aragorn as he searched for the tall elf. Legolas’ tracks ended at a warm river, yet at the bank, there was a trail of equipment and clothing leading straight up to the river’s edge.
Aragorn chuckled to himself. ^^Well, he’s around here somewhere, and quite naked at that.^^ The ranger turned to leave when he heard a splash behind him.
“Hello Aragorn, were you searching for me?”
Aragorn’s jaw fell as his eyes roamed over the fey creature in front of him. The elf’s golden hair dripped down his naked back, each droplet glistening in the golden light of Lothlorian off the finely chiseled muscles of his stomach and chest. Aragorn’s gaze began to move lower. He halted his advancing eyes as he realized that he was staring. He had forgotten just how beautiful his companion truly was. With a marked effort, the ranger cleared his throat.
“Yes Legolas, you were missed from the camp, I was worried about you.”
“Ah, these borders are quite well protected, as you know”
He beckoned to the water with a mischievous look in his blue eyes.
“Why do you not join me, it is warm, and will relax you considerably.”
Aragorn left his thoughts of what would relax him considerably left unsaid.
“Very well, although i do not believe that your attempt at a cure will be successful.”
The elf smiled as he dove back into the sparkling water. ^^We shall see about that MY ranger^^
Aragorn shed his clothing rapidly, layi8ng his sword on top of his tunic, along with the Evenstar pendant. A stray thought went through his mind as he remembered the shape of the elf’s naked body: What if Legolas intended to seduce him? He chuckled again, and thought that very unlikely.
He dove into the water in a smooth, fluid motion. Where was that damned elf? Suddenly, he felt a pair of hands on his tight shoulders, massaging out the knots. He fought his first impulse to jump, and began to let himself relax into the elf's skillful hands.
"Come Man of the Wilds, let yourself loose," the lovely blond purred in his ear.
"I cannot, if I do . . ."
His voice trailed off, leaving unsaid all the self-doubt he felt, and the extra responsibility gained after Gandalf's death.
"Perhaps i can convince you otherwise." He trailed feather light kisses down Aragorn's spine and back up again.
A slight moan escaped Aragorn's mouth.
"How long, ranger, since you have felt the touch of another, for the lady Undomiel has not given you full attention." The sarcasm that had been in his voice left as he continued. "I would guess the last truly intimate touch you have felt was mine, Estel, when you belonged to me."
Aragorn turned and looked at Legolas as he spoke those words, and saw the deep hurt in his eyes.
"Legolas . . ."
"Is this not what you have desired since we left Imladris Estel, if not, I have read your gestures falsely, and your eyes as well."
"Yes, but you do not understand."
"Understand? There is naught to understand. I have lost, the Lady Evenstar is to be your queen, and she is to have your heart. All that i could possibly hope for is a simple dalliance, stolen moments."
"You are only partly right my friend. Arwen is to be my queen, but she shall never have my heart. Ours is a platonic love, much like that of a brother for a sister. You have my heart, and always shall."
"But, what you did, what you said . . ."
"Lord Elrond needed answers, you had the misfortune to listen to the wrong conversation. You left before i could explain to you in private menoth-nin. I could not find you anywhere in Middle Earth until you appeared in Imladris for the council."
The elf's dark blue eyes opened wide. His face turned a deep pink to the tips of his delicately pointed ears as he realized all his self-pity and resentment had been for naught. He then chuckled.
"So, my attempt at seduction was successful?"
Aragorn restrained from answering that question and pulled the elf by his hair towards him. Their lips met, the ranger forcefully demanding entrance to the blonde's soft mouth with his tongue.
"My sweet princeling, how I've missed this, missed you."
The cunning reply that had been on Legolas' lips turned to a soft purr as Aragorn nipped lightly down his neck. He groaned in annoyance as the ranger broke contact.
"Patience now, little elf, this would be much better continued on dry land."
To accent his words, he slung Legolas over his shoulder, much as one would do with a sack of potatoes, and neatly tossed him on the mossy ground. The naked elf scowled up at him, but his scowl did not last long, as Aragorn swiftly moved next to him and resumed precisely where they left off in the water.
Aragorn grazed the tip of the elf's pointed ear with his teeth, the sensation making him mewl in pleasure. He let the tips of his fingers roam over the tender flesh of Legolas' inner thigh, carefully avoiding his stiff length.
"AI!! Estel, please, do not torment me!"
"Ah, but cruelty can bring much pleasure, can it not?”
Aragorn begin to trail light kisses down the elf’s neck, continuing lower, nipping faintly down his chest, purposely avoiding the brown nipples, and licked the firm, taught stomach. Legolas shuddered with pleasure as Aragorn licked up the length of his elf hood.
“Ai, Aragorn!!” Legolas shoved his hips upwards roughly, and attempted to pull Aragorn’s head down.”
The ranger chuckled, and moved up to kiss the soft lips of his elf.
“Patience my love.”
“Patience is not mine to be had, I feel that I shall expire from want.”
Aragorn ran his hand along the creamy white skin of the elf’s rear.
“And what is it that you desire menoth-nin?”
Legolas gasped as Aragorn eased a finger inside his tight heat. “You” he managed to gasp out.
He arched his back and moaned at the insertion of one, and then two more fingers, as they brushed against the sensitive gland that males of all species shared.
Aragorn pulled Legolas into his lap and bit a pointed ear, and groaned as the elf’s rear ground against his erection. He pulled Legolas’ long legs around his waist and buried his face in the waves of golden hair that surrounded the both of them as he slowly slid into the elf’s tightness. He felt his elf whimper at his entrance, and fought the urge to thrust.
“Come my beautiful one, relax, open yourself to me. You have not taken a lover since we have parted?”
Legolas manage to gasp out an answer as Aragorn shifted positions, which caused his length to brush against the elf’s sweet spot. “No male lovers.”
“Ah.”
Aragorn, sensing that his elf was relaxing in his arms, began to thrust gently. Legolas, fully recovered, started to bounce very ungracefully on Aragorn’s lap, each bounce driving the ranger closer and closer to the edge.
Legolas began murmuring endearments in elvish. Aragorn opened his eyes and gazed at the beautiful creature in front of him as his thrust became even more fast paced. He grabbed the elf’s length and began pumping furiously, all the while deeply entering him. The combination of sensations, of being stroked and entered at once was enough to puss him over the brink, and covered Aragorn’s hand with his essence, and, with a moan that was sure to wake up the entire forest, Aragorn shuddered his release inside of his love.
The two lovers snuggled down into the soft moss, where, out of exhaustion, they rapidly lost themselves to a blissful sleep.

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~Galadrial’s Mirror~

“So, they have returned to each other at last.”
“It was to be expected, once hearts unite as theirs have, separation is difficult.”
“Their love will help unite much, and keep them strong.”
A third voice joined those of Galadrial and Celeboran.
“My daughter may now journey to the Undying Lands in peace. Legolas is one of the once changed after the magics took place, he will be able to bear the heirs that Aragorn will ire ire for his kingdom.”
“Is he aware of this?”
“No, it, like all things, will make itself known in time.”