Was always you (Aralas)

{Ch5} sunlit face and deep desires

The morning sun shone brightly over Legolas' face and Aragorn noticed, as he studied it, the sun gave him a warm golden glow. As The Elf's eyes fluttered open and rose to meet the rangers, Legolas let out a sigh of content before leaning upwards to give Aragorn a peck on the lips.

"Good morning ranger," Legolas said sleepily, leaning back down to once more rest on Aragorn. "Tired are we?" Aragorn smirked. "Just a little," the elf replied. "I can think of something that may wake you up." Before Legolas had time to process what was happening Aragorn had flipped them over and was now on top of the elf, his leg between Legolas' thighs and hands pinning the Elf's above his head.

"Hey, no fair, I had no warning," Legolas tried to put on that he was annoyed but Aragorn wasn't convinced... And neither was Legolas, his heart had quickened and he was sure a blush had formed on his cheeks. Aragorn leaned towards the Elf's ear "I like seeing you like this, under me, all flustered," the man whispered, then going to place his mouth on Legolas's neck and begin to kiss and leave marks, finding one of the Elf's sweet spots and being rewarded with a loud whimpering moan.

(A/n smut, skip if you don't wanna read that, there will be another a/n when it ends)

Aragorn smirked. "So receptive to my touch," he exclaims and kisses up Legolas' neck. When he reached Legolas' lips, soft and red from where the elf had been biting them in a pathetic attempt to quiet himself, Aragorn brought one of his hands up and placed it on Legolas' cheek, stroking patterns with his thumb and the other hand went to his waist. Aragorn quickly attached his lips to Legolas and kissed him passionately.

Legolas was in ecstasy. Aragorn's hand tightened his grip on the Elf's waist and bit down on his lip causing Legolas to let out a breathy whine. "Please Aragorn, fuck me, please" Legolas cried beginning to grind his hips upwards as to show what it is he wanted.

"All in good time, melleth," the ranger said, roughly pushing down Legolas' hips. Aragorn started taking off the Elf's tunic. Legolas let out a shaky breath as Aragorn placed a hand on his torso and started tracing his finger downwards. As he reached the waistband of his leggings and pulled them and the Elf's underwear down, Legolas could hardly surpress the shakey breath of anticipation that escaped him.

Aragorn smirked at the sight before him as he placed two fingers near Legolas mouth and Legolas eagerly took them in, caressing his tongue over each one. Aragorn pulled them out of the Elf's mouth and smoothly placed one in the Elf's entrance.

A loud moan left the Elf's mouth but was soon muffled by Aragorns lips kissing him once more, gently moving his fingers in and out, slowly increasing in spead. Aragorn continued to do this until Legolas couldn't take it anymore. "Seas (please) Aragorn, I need you."

"Beg me," he growled into the Elf's ear. "Please Aragorn, fuck me, I need you, seas, seas,"

"Alright alright, be good for me and open your legs tithen edhel nín (my little elf)." Legolas immediately obeyed and spread his legs in eager anticipation.

Aragorn placed the tip of his dick near the the Elf's entrance and slowly started to enter him. Legolas let out a whine, biting down on his lip to try and supress his noises. Aragorn groaned as he pushed the last of his length inside the elf. He stayed there for a few seconds before starting to move, slowly so as not to hurt the elf, although it was incredibly hard. He so wanted to just fuck Legolas hard and fast. "Look at me," Aragorn demanded and Legolas did, eyes glazed over with lust and pleasure. "F-fuck" Aragorn stammered out, seeing the beautiful elf sprawled out under him, his golden hair laying around him like sunbeams, eyes all hazy from how he was making the elf feel want and lust ever growing. Aragorn spead up his pace, soon rutting in and out of Legolas at an unforgivable spead.

The elf let out a string of moans, occasionally mixed with a few curses. "Such filthy words from such a pretty mouth. Such a slut for me, hmm?" Aragorn teased, thrusts ever growing. Legolas let out a moan mixed with a whine in response. "Pathetic for me, aren't you," Aragorn continued and the elf let out yet another shakey breath, ecstasy ripping itself through his body and threatening to break free. "E-Estel, I'm- I'm close," he managed to get out before moans muffled his words. "Me too melleth, come for me muin nín (my dear)" Aragorn commanded. And Legolas did, pleasure overtaking him as he climaxed and soon after Aragorn followed

A/n the smut has ended now lol

The rest of the day they spent mainly in eachother's embrace, basking in this new feeling that they had both desired - even unknowingly - for the longest time.

Legolas' head was on Aragorn's lap as he lay looking up at the ranger. His strong regal features projected a sense of authority that all could recognise and most would obey. His brown tousled hair shared colour with the earth and it was fitting, Legolas thought, seeing as Aragorn spent as much time as could be possible outside - usually accompanied by the elf, always ready to fight side by side once more. His eyes, stormy-grey and deep with conflicting thoughts, a ghostly past, and a promising future. He will make a great king. Legolas had known it from the minute he first meet him. He has the kindness and paternal nurturing traits of a king yet also the sterness and the skill to be listened to and obeyed without question. Legolas closed his eyes in content and soaked up the sun that shone down at them.

Aragorn looked down to where Legolas' head lay on his lap. Carefully, he brought his hand to the Elf's face and gently stroked it along his dainty features. He treasured how Legolas always looked ethereal, like he was from another world beyond what mortality knew. Aragorn did think himself a little bit selfish for giving into his feelings for Legolas. He would die while the elf would live on until grief and heartbreak took him too. He could only hope that wouldn't happen and that Legolas would fight death and live on. But he needn't think of that now. All he needs to do now is enjoy his last few days of freedom before duty and responsibility takes over.

"Legolas," Aragorn calls the elf out of his sleepy daze as his eyes flutter open. Legolas hums in response. "Le mellin Caun nín(I love you my prince)." "A le mellin Aran nín (and I love you my king)

A/n I am yet to re-read this so it is likely there is a mistake or two or some awkward phrasing or smtg, as u know it was written like 2-3 years ago or smtg but yeah. Hope you liked it lol, should I post more chapters?