Title: A Night At Rohan Author: Ithedora Author's Email: squish999@hotmail.com Pairings: Aragorn/Legolas Rating: R Warnings: Non-Consensual Sexual Situations Summary: What starts as a party becomes much richer than that. Legolas stared down into the cold froth of the ale that had been put in front of him. From across the other side of the table, Gimli slurped loudly on his fourth pint. “Don’t suppose ya were plannin’ on drinkin’ that, laddie?” he boomed loudly. “No, I guess not.” Legolas shoved the glass towards Gimli, who seized it swiftly. He looked up, examining the large bar at length. They had stopped at Rohan after meeting Sauroman and the Ents in the former Izengaurd. Though he was tired, the dwarf had insisted on him joining the joyous raucous. Aragorn swept over to them, beaming, but his smile faded a little as he saw the gloomy look on Legolas’s face. “Are you feeling alright, Legolas?” “Why shouldn’t I be?” But these were words with little conviction. Legolas was feeling lightheaded, and a headache was beginning to mount up. “Maybe you should go lie down.” Legolas was grateful for the excuse to leave the noisy room, and nodded. The elf headed up a spiral set of stairs to his suite. He closed his door to change into his nightshirt. He lay down on the bed, sighing. Sleep overtook him within minutes. A loud rap at the door interrupted his peaceful slumber. Grumbling, he sat up. “Enter.” Aragorn stepped into the room. He closed the door behind him. “Legolas. I should have known you’d retire early. I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” “Really? Why?” “Well…” Aragorn trailed off, looking uncomfortable. “I was a little worried. You haven’t been yourself lately. Its like you don’t want to be around us anymore.” “I wouldn’t want-“ “I know, that was a stupid thing to say.” Aragorn sat down next to Legolas. “I guess it’s really me that’s been avoiding you.” “I don’t underst-“ “Of course you don’t,” he said irritably, “I just thought…” “Thought what? Why have you been avoiding me?” “Legolas, I-” the Ranger turned and caught Legolas by the shirt, “ I think I’m in love with you.” These words caught the elf completely by surprise. What was more, he was helpless as Aragorn leaned forward to kiss him. The ranger slid his tongue into Legolas’s mouth, making him shiver. Rough hands undid his nightshirt, leaving him naked. “Aragorn…” Aragorn did not reply. He leaned forward to take one of the elf’s rosy nipples into his mouth, making Legolas cry out. With the other hand he gently rubbed the other one. Moving his tongue down, he ran his mouth down the elf’s chest, stopping at his groin. He took the elf’s fully erect member into his mouth, eagerly sucking. “Ai, Aragorn!” The elf came into the man’s mouth, who pulled his mouth off. “Now my turn.” Aragorn undid his breeches, freeing himself. He turned Legolas over, spreading his legs apart with his hands. “You are a virgin, are you not, sweet one?” Legolas nodded biting his lip for what he knew had to come. Aragorn pushed one finger into the prince’s opening, adding another and another. He with drew them, and placed himself at Legolas’s entrance. He slowly slid in, then increased his pace. “Unh, Aragorn!” the elf cried out. The ranger thrust harder, withdrawing more moans from the slender form. He grit his teeth and thrust once more before spilling his seed into Legolas. He pulled his arousal out of the elf, who whimpered but did not move. “Legolas?” Aragorn’s voice was hoarse. A single sob escaped the prince. “Legolas, I’m so sorry, I didn’t think, I shouldn’t have, I-” “No.” Legolas turned himself over. His face was tear stained and his bottom lip was bleeding from him biting it so hard, “No, don’t apologize.” “Can you forgive me?” “I have no need to.” The prince struggled with a smile, which Aragorn returned. He stood up and dressed himself again. His hand was on the hanle of the door when Legolas spoke. “Aragorn?” “Yes?” “Would you mind not metioning this to the dwarf?” Aragorn smiled, “Yes, I think I can manage that.”