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When Wishes and Dreams Come True
Author: jenolas
Beta: none
Email: [email protected]
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Legolas/Aragorn
Warnings: none
Request: Legolas/Aragorn, Little romance (not much) and graphic sex scenes
Written For: Obsidian Butterfly66
Even though night had barely fallen, Ithil already bathed the pale skin of the naked Elf in a soft glow as he stood waist deep in the dark water. Legolas smiled up at the stars that were also just beginning to appear, and as always, made a wish when E�rendil began his journey across the sky. Perhaps tonight it would be granted, Legolas hoped as he allowed the droplets from his wet hair that glistened like tiny stars, to trickle slowly over his lean form until they once again became part of the stream that flowed lazily around him on its way to the sea.
Aragorn watched Legolas from the grassy bank where they had made camp for the night, pleased that he had been able to convince the elf to come on a short hunting trip. Of late he had been having erotic dreams about being wrapped lovingly in elvish arms, golden hair, tousled and sweaty in the aftermath of passion, resting on his chest. He was uncertain as to whether he was merely fantasising or whether he had indeed lost his heart to the exquisitely beautiful and gentle warrior named Legolas.
As he watch with a certain amount of envy, a shiny droplet made an excruciatingly slow descent, following the curve of Legolas's neck, down his chest and over the hardened nipple from which it hung for a moment before it dripped down to pool in the exposed navel until finally disappearing into the stream from whence it came.
Aragorn's heart began racing wildly as a sudden desire to lick every one of those droplets from the undoubtedly soft skin overwhelmed him and, forgetting the keenness of elvish hearing, he allowed a deep moan of need to escape his lips. Legolas turned abruptly at the sound and in the moment their eyes met with mirrored lust and soul deep love, it was as if a door opened on a whole new world of possibility between the man and the elf.
There was a hint of sensual playfulness in Legolas's smile as walked slowly from the water, the seductive sway of his hips not going unnoticed by the eyes that could not look away from his nakedness or the already hard shaft jutting from between his legs. In the space of a few short steps he came to stand before Aragorn and pointedly stared at the ranger's aroused member that was also plain to see beneath his hip length undershirt as it strained against the leggings he wore.
No words were needed in the moment of clarity that spoke of the true nature of their feelings for each other as the brief brush of weatherworn hardness of the ranger's fingers across the soft elvish skin of Legolas's naked chest sent a burst of intense and unexpected desire through the connection. Legolas felt his cheeks colouring as the aching hardness of his cock danced against his stomach in anticipation of being pleasured to orgasm.
Smoky grey eyes could not hide the longing reflected in the bright ones that held them in their thrall, and with a tenderness that he had never displayed before, Aragorn reached for the elegant hand that rested against his own flushed cheek, bringing it to his lips to softly kiss the palm.
Legolas welcomed the intimate gesture with every fibre of his being. He closed his eyes and sighed with pleasure, encouraging Aragorn to continue kissing his way along the exposed skin until he reached the delicate curve of the elf's neck. Legolas drew in a sharp breath as teeth replaced the silken lips, nibbling eagerly at the pale flesh, while Aragorn rested his other hand teasingly on the small of the elf's back
"Do you realise what you are doing to me?" Legolas panted as tilted his head back to allow better access to the exquisitely sensual ministrations. He was experienced enough in bed play to understand that he was being seduced, and that his body was demanding to be satisfied by no one but the man before him.
"Arousing you to new heights of ecstasy, I hope, and claiming my heart's desire as I have long wanted to do," the ranger replied as he drew his soon to be lover as close as possible, savouring the ever present scent of the forest that was unique to Legolas.
"Aye that you are. My knees grow weak at your touch, my state of arousal is your doing and my heart is racing. I want you too." The elf's words were whispered on the warm breath that caressed Aragorn's lips before they were hungrily engulfed in a fierce kiss that spoke of the unleashing of restrained passion.
The ranger eagerly sucked on the sweet tasting tongue and soon soft moans and whimpers were the only sounds that could be heard until the need to breathe forced the lovers to part, gasping for air. Aragorn laughed lightly at Legolas's eagerness to remove the few items of his lover's clothing that remained a barrier to true closeness.
Lust and a desire for as much contact between the naked bodies as possible spread the fire of deeply burning desire through their veins, causing them to writhe against each as hands and lips moved wildly over every patch of bare skin, delving deeper when necessary in search of sensitive areas to tease.
Legolas cried out in ecstasy as Aragorn squeezed his left nipple to hardness, then suckled on it before blowing gently on the moist nub. He treated the other in the same fashion and was rewarded with a series of none too gentle nips along the side of his throat, ending with another ravishing of his already swollen and bruised lips.
Moving his hands to cup Legolas's firm behind, Aragorn held him steady as he thrust against his lover, rubbing their engorged cocks together. The exquisite sensation of the silkiness of the skin covering steel hard shafts already coated with the fluid leaking from the unseeing eyes caused him to buck wildly, moaning incoherent words of passion that turned into an ecstatic scream when Legolas bent down and took the throbbing cock in his mouth.
Aragorn thrust erratically into the moist cavity, the head of his shaft reaching into the delicious tightness of a throat that contracted around it every time Legolas swallowed. The pleasure was overwhelming and after only a few hard thrusts, Aragorn's body was wracked with the most intense climax he had ever experienced.
Legolas felt the hot, bitter seed filling his mouth as it spurted down his throat and he eagerly swallowed every drop of his lover's essence, licking the limp cock clean before allowing Aragorn to withdraw.
"That was incredible, my love, but what of your need?" Aragorn whispered in a seductive growl into his lover's ear, sucking on the sensitive tip and then capturing his lover's lips in a searing kiss, plunging his tongue deep inside and relishing the taste of his seed that lingered there. "Take me, my fair one, pound into me with your hardness until you fill me with your warmth as you scream my name," Aragorn managed to pant as he took hold of the elf's straining hardness and began stroking it
Legolas covered the hand that was relentlessly pumping his aching cock, and with drops of the sticky fluid that covered his hardness, coated a finger and put it the against the man's mouth.
"You taste so good, I fear I will never have enough of you," Aragorn whispered huskily as he licked his lover's seed from the finger then drew the others into his mouth. Once the digits were slick enough with his lover's saliva, Legolas pulled Aragorn to the ground and rolled him onto his stomach, covering his body with his own and sucking hungrily on the curve of his lover's neck.
Aragorn whimpered and rocked his hips, lifting his knees slightly to relieve the pressure on his fully recovered hardness. Without ceasing the assault on Aragorn's neck, Legolas shifted his weight to one side and reached into the cleft beneath his lover's buttocks and carefully breached the tight ring of muscle with one finger, pushing slowly into the tight passage. A second and a third finger followed in quick succession and when Aragorn began pushing back against the penetrating fullness, arching his back in pleasure each time his prostrate was caressed, Legolas withdrew his fingers.
"Turn onto your back, I want to look into your eyes as I enter you for the first time," Legolas whispered, sending a shiver of delight down Aragorn's spine at the implication that there would be more passionate lovemaking in their future. He eagerly complied, spreading his legs wide in wanton invitation.
"You are shameless and I love you," Legolas grunted with a feral grin as he pressed his aching cock against the relaxed opening and sheathed himself fully in one deep hard thrust. He angled his entrance so that the head of his stiff shaft grazed the pleasure spot within the passageway that was already tightening around his erection as Aragorn clenched his muscles.
"I love you, too," the ranger replied as he wrapped his legs around the elf's waist and began rotating his hips as much as possible, moaning incoherently as Legolas began to thrust in and out with an agonisingly slow speed that kept Aragorn on the edge of release.
"Ai, you feel so good...so tight... " Legolas purred as he gave in to his body's need and increased the pace of his thrusts.
"Harder... Legolas....harder and faster... split me in two..."Aragorn demanded as he writhed wildly, deliberately impaling himself deeper and harder with every forward thrust of his lover's hips.
Elvish strength and stamina served Legolas well, and he continued pounding forcibly into Aragorn at a brutal pace, slowing every time he came close to orgasm, extending the final pleasure innumerable times until he totally lost control. Taking Aragorn's aroused member in hand he somehow stroked his lover to a second release.
The erotic feel of hot seed covering his hand as inner muscles squeezed his cock dry caused him to cry Aragorn's name over and over again as smaller but no less pleasurable spasms continued to wrack his body. He came so hard and shot his creamy fluid so far inside of his lover that he fully expected to taste it on Aragorn's lips when he claimed them in a long, lingering kiss that was an affirmation of the love in their hearts.
The stars glittered only faintly in the wake of the coming dawn, but they nonetheless shone brightly enough to bestow their blessing on the exhausted but fully sated lovers who finally lay quietly with arms and legs entwined in the soft grass, exchanging soft kisses and words of love until they drifted into sleep.
The End
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