Early Morning Kisses

Author: Purple Nightstar
Author's Website: http://www.teenopendiary.com/entrylist.asp?authorcode=B127937 
Category: Romance, First-Time, Interspecies 
Characters: Aragorn Legolas 
Warnings: None 
Rating: R 
Summary: Legolas and Aragorn kiss in a sunrise. How 
romantic ^_~ 
Disclaimer: All characters still belong to Tolkien. 
I'm not getting anything out of it. Only fun ^_^ 
Feedback: Always appreciated. 
Story Notes: Sequel to "Moonlight Comfort". You don't 
*need* to read that one first, but it might be a plus. 


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It was early in the morning. The sun had yet another 
hour to come up, but Legolas was wide awake. He didn't 
need much sleep, and even if he had wanted to, he 
couldn't possibly rest. 

He thought about his night with Sam, and shuddered 
with the remembrance of how much pleasure the young 
Hobbit had given him. Their bodies had fitted so well 
together, even though he was several feet taller than 
Sam. 

Their conversation ad also revealed a truth. Legolas 
loved Aragorn, son of Arathorn. Known as Strider, a 
fierce warrior and Ranger, beautiful and magnificent 
in every fiber of his body. 

It had been clear to him for quite a while, but 
Legolas thought that he had managed to keep his 
feelings well hidden. 

Still, Samwise had understood his feelings, and with 
no problem at all. Was it Sam who had an exceptional 
intuition and understanding of others? Or was Legolas' 
feelings obvious to everybody? 

He let out an impatient sound, something in the mix 
between a sigh and a grunt, and stood up. Suddenly, he 
heard a soft whistling behind him, and turned. 

Aragorn stood before him, mere feet away. His head was 
slightly tilted, and his eyes were narrowed. Legolas 
swallowed, uncertain of what he should do or say. 

They stood in silence for a few moments, none of them 
moving an inch. Legolas almost didn't dare to breath. 
His heart was pounding, muscles tensed. There was 
something in the air, somehting that had changed. 
Somthing wasn't as it had been before. 

He couldn't believe how beautiful Aragorn looked in 
the early morning dawn. He was only wearing pants and 
a shirt, which was open a few inches down on his 
chest. For once he wasn't wearing the necklace that 
Arwen had given him. He had strands of his dark hair 
falling down in front of his eyes. Oh, those piercing, 
perfect eyes..... 

Those eyes were now fixated on Legolas with an 
intensity that almost made him whimper, and he lowered 
his own eyes, afraid of what the man would say if he 
saw the love that surely was visible in his eyes. 

Aragorn was the first one to move. He walked slowly, 
almost hesitantly, up to Legolas. They stared at each 
other for a while, communicating only with their eyes. 
The air around then was getting lighter, and the sky 
had gotten a golden hue. 

Legolas' lips parted slightly at the sight of Aragorn 
bathed in a golden glow. Suddenly he found the silence 
between them unbearable. 

"Aragorn...." he started, but Aragorn interrupted 
him. "Shhh," Aragorn whispered. "Don't say anything. 
The magic is in the silence, you of all should know 
that. I can read your heart and your soul in your 
eyes. Affection isn't easy to hide, my dear." 
Aragorn's voice was soft as he reached out his hand to 
brush a few strands of Legolas' hair out of his face. 

Legolas looked at Aragorn, and was surprised to find 
warmth and yes, even love, in the Ranger's eyes. 
Aragorn smiled at the obvious question in the Elf's 
face. 

"Yes, Legolas," he said. "I can't hide my emotions any 
more than you can. I love you. I love you with all my 
heart and soul and body." 

Aragorn reached out his right arm, put his hand around 
Legolas' slim waist and pulled him close. There was no 
hesitation in his movements as Legolas put his arms 
around Aragorn's neck, fingers brushing through dark 
hair. Aragorn caressed the lower of the Elf's back 
softly, and was rewarded with a slight shudder. 

"I honestly don't know why I waited so long to do 
this," Aragorn mumbled as he leaned in to kiss 
Legolas. 

Aragorn's lips were rough, but strangely soft at the 
same time. Legolas felt like he was in a dream, and 
moved his fingers through his loved one's hair as they 
kissed. His skin was almost humming, and he felt 
lighter than he had ever felt, like he could fly. 

The kisses he had shared with Sam seemed far away, 
even though they had happened mere hours before. The 
difference was great. That had been comfort, mixed 
with lust. This was love, as Legolas had never felt 
it. 

Legolas wanted to tell Aragorn that he loved him, but 
found it hard to let the man's mouth get away from his 
own. Finally he kissed his way from the corner of 
Aragorn's mouth to his ear, murmuring a silent "I love 
you" in his ear. 

"I know, love," Aragorn said back, nuzzling Legolas' 
neck. "Now shut up. We don't have much time. I want 
to.... I can't even say all the things I want, because 
it would take more than a lifetime to say. We have to 
go back to the others in a few mintues. The sun is 
coming up." 

Legolas found his way back to Aragorn's mouth, and for 
a second time their lips met, still soft and longing. 
They were holding each other close, trying to be as 
near to each other as possible. 

Their kiss grew deeper, more passionate. Hands 
gripping tighter, almost desperate. Legolas parted his 
lips, and in response Aragorn parted his; their 
tongues meeting midway. 

Without thinking any further, Legolas moved his hands 
from Aragorn's neck to his waist, searching to find 
hot skin to touch. It didn't last long before he found 
what he searched, and he moved his hands along 
Aragorn's back. 

Aragorn moaned into Legolas' mouth, pressing himself 
even closer to the Elf. His hands went on their own 
quest to find skin, and even though Legolas was more 
dressed, he didn't use much time to move his hands 
under Legolas' layers of clothes. 

Aragorn's hands glided along Legolas' stomach, over 
the ribcage and up to the chest; then down again. A 
new shudder went through the Elf's body, and he 
grabbed Aragorn's shoulders, not sure if he could stay 
on his feet much longer. 

Legolas sensed that his arousal was waking up again, 
after getting a few hours of slumber. He moaned, 
pressing himself against Aragorn's body. He smiled 
when he discovered that the man was no less aroused. 

He could feel Aragorn smiling back against his lips, 
and the man started to slowly rotate his hips, 
pressing them against Legolas. The small circles of 
movement almost made Legolas insane, and he started to 
move his own hips, in a slightly faster speed. 

"I want you," Aragorn mumbled, words muffled by the 
fact that they were still kissing. They both knew that 
they didn't have the time to go any further, but it 
was still the most wonderful of feelings. 

Suddenly, everything started to glow around them. They 
broke the kiss, and pulled slightly apart, to see what 
was happening. Also, they knew that they wouldn't be 
able to be so close without going further than they 
already had. 

What met their eyes was a sight more beautiful than 
any other. The sun was rising slowly above the 
horizont, bathing everything it touched in a warm 
glow, spreading light and warmth and happiness. 

Legolas and Aragorn stood close, still ocked in a 
tight embrace, and watched the sunrise together. They 
could easily feel the warmth spreading as the sun's 
rays hit them, and they turned to kiss once more 
before they had to wake up the rest of the Fellowship. 

The kiss was deep, and yet it was soft. They joined 
hands, fingers interlacing naturally with one another. 
Legolas wondered when they were going to get enough 
time to themselves to go further than kissing. For no 
matter how sweet it was to kiss, he wanted to have 
Aragorn even closer, now that he knew how the man felt 
about him. 

"Maybe tonight will be good as well...." he thought as 
they broke their kiss, turned, and started walking up 
to the camp together, fingers still interlaced. 

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