two new A/L drabbles!!!
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floatingleafMy drabble muses are back in full swing! Yay!!! I just produced two companion A/L pieces, the longer one 500 words exactly (not sure if it's still a drabble, but since I took the trouble to count the words, I am assuming it is ;). And I admit I am quite pleased with how they turned out.:)
Plus, I have just grabbed some nice new icons (new for this journal, at any rate, though I have seen them around) - VERY suitable for the topic.:) Made by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hazyshade_.
Author: Floating Leaf
Title: Moonlit wonder
Pairing: Aragorn/Legolas
Rating: R
Summary: Both elf and ranger are quite overwhelmed by the intensity of their feelings for each other... Aragorn's POV - 500 words.
Disclaimer: The characters don't belong to me.
His body glows in the moonlight. The silvery mantle of hair, now unbraided, fans out across the pillows. One arm flung carelessly to the side, the other stretched above his head, legs relaxed and slightly parted in his repose, he presents a picture so alluring that my heart nearly bursts from the sudden intensity of desire. From the inexplicable wonder of beholding him like this. So magical, so unearthly... and yet so close, so accessible. Open. Inviting. Waiting for me.
I approach on tiptoe, holding my breath. He looks up, lifting those impossibly long lashes, and smiles. Then he moves slightly to the side and extends a hand. I hardly dare touch the moonlit fingers, until they twine themselves tightly over my palm and pull me towards him.
"Come here, now", he murmurs in that sleepy, husky voice that never fails to send shivers down my spine. I gently lower myself to the bed beside him, and then he is in my arms, clinging, embracing, sighing and humming in contentment as he winds his long limbs around me. I dissolve in complete, utter bliss. He rubs himself against me, sinking his fingers into my hair. I can feel him getting aroused, breathing harder, then moaning softly as I clutch at his body, my parted lips blindly seeking his mouth. We fuse together as much as we can, disregarding the need for air, until I am suddenly on top of him, panting raggedly and rolling my hips. He throws his head back and spreads his silky thighs wider, nails digging into my backside.
"Aii!... Aragorn...", he moans breathlessly, moving beneath me like liquid silver. He is so beautiful I fear I might go blind if I keep seeing him like this. I certainly do not deserve it. And yet, as though he were reading my thoughts, he suddenly pulls my head down and whispers right into my ear between his throaty moans, his voice thick with arousal: "No one ever... like this... so much... I'd rather die... with you... now... than live forever... not knowing... how it could be... Aiii!..."
And then he is shuddering through his release, even though I haven't yet started making love to him in a proper fashion. He falls back against the pillows with a surprised laugh, despite the sudden wet glimmer in his eyes.
"Have you ever seen such an uncommonly excitable elf?", he asks, his tone far too deep and emotional for the light-hearted question.
I have no words to say to this - not that I could utter them anyway, past the overwhelming tightness in my throat and chest. He knows. He is always the one who talks during our lovemaking, while I am too submerged in a sea of raw emotion to muster the power of speech. He is not troubled by that. He can read me like an open book anyway... and when his long fingers gently brush against my wet cheek, bringing the saltiness to his lips - I know he understands.
Author: Floating Leaf
Title: Confessions
Pairing: Aragorn/Legolas
Rating: PG
Summary: Legolas' take on the relationship - 200 words exactly.
Disclaimer: As above.
I never knew he could smile so beautifully, until we became lovers. He was the grim ranger, always brooding, always stewing with his dark, gloomy thoughts - interrupted only by casting wistful glances in my direction. I didn't miss those glances, though at first I hardly dared believe their meaning. I thought he truly loved the Evenstar.
Until I overheard him talking to Halbarad, saying with a heavy sigh that he wasn't free to follow his heart. Then I knew. And I came to him, offering all the comfort and understanding he so direly needed. Offering myself - body and soul... to wherever it may lead. He cried in my arms like a baby, confessing all his deepest desires that I was only too happy to fulfill. He showed me passion I never knew existed. He held me to his chest for many long hours, allowing me to drown blissfully in the stormy depths of his eyes - and I had never felt so precious before.
Now he is strong and hopeful, ready to face whatever fate may bring... And he smiles that beautiful smile that lights up his darkly handsome features like a thousand suns. He smiles it every day. For me.
Plus, I have just grabbed some nice new icons (new for this journal, at any rate, though I have seen them around) - VERY suitable for the topic.:) Made by
hazyshade_. Author: Floating Leaf
Title: Moonlit wonder
Pairing: Aragorn/Legolas
Rating: R
Summary: Both elf and ranger are quite overwhelmed by the intensity of their feelings for each other... Aragorn's POV - 500 words.
Disclaimer: The characters don't belong to me.
His body glows in the moonlight. The silvery mantle of hair, now unbraided, fans out across the pillows. One arm flung carelessly to the side, the other stretched above his head, legs relaxed and slightly parted in his repose, he presents a picture so alluring that my heart nearly bursts from the sudden intensity of desire. From the inexplicable wonder of beholding him like this. So magical, so unearthly... and yet so close, so accessible. Open. Inviting. Waiting for me.
I approach on tiptoe, holding my breath. He looks up, lifting those impossibly long lashes, and smiles. Then he moves slightly to the side and extends a hand. I hardly dare touch the moonlit fingers, until they twine themselves tightly over my palm and pull me towards him.
"Come here, now", he murmurs in that sleepy, husky voice that never fails to send shivers down my spine. I gently lower myself to the bed beside him, and then he is in my arms, clinging, embracing, sighing and humming in contentment as he winds his long limbs around me. I dissolve in complete, utter bliss. He rubs himself against me, sinking his fingers into my hair. I can feel him getting aroused, breathing harder, then moaning softly as I clutch at his body, my parted lips blindly seeking his mouth. We fuse together as much as we can, disregarding the need for air, until I am suddenly on top of him, panting raggedly and rolling my hips. He throws his head back and spreads his silky thighs wider, nails digging into my backside.
"Aii!... Aragorn...", he moans breathlessly, moving beneath me like liquid silver. He is so beautiful I fear I might go blind if I keep seeing him like this. I certainly do not deserve it. And yet, as though he were reading my thoughts, he suddenly pulls my head down and whispers right into my ear between his throaty moans, his voice thick with arousal: "No one ever... like this... so much... I'd rather die... with you... now... than live forever... not knowing... how it could be... Aiii!..."
And then he is shuddering through his release, even though I haven't yet started making love to him in a proper fashion. He falls back against the pillows with a surprised laugh, despite the sudden wet glimmer in his eyes.
"Have you ever seen such an uncommonly excitable elf?", he asks, his tone far too deep and emotional for the light-hearted question.
I have no words to say to this - not that I could utter them anyway, past the overwhelming tightness in my throat and chest. He knows. He is always the one who talks during our lovemaking, while I am too submerged in a sea of raw emotion to muster the power of speech. He is not troubled by that. He can read me like an open book anyway... and when his long fingers gently brush against my wet cheek, bringing the saltiness to his lips - I know he understands.
Author: Floating Leaf
Title: Confessions
Pairing: Aragorn/Legolas
Rating: PG
Summary: Legolas' take on the relationship - 200 words exactly.
Disclaimer: As above.
I never knew he could smile so beautifully, until we became lovers. He was the grim ranger, always brooding, always stewing with his dark, gloomy thoughts - interrupted only by casting wistful glances in my direction. I didn't miss those glances, though at first I hardly dared believe their meaning. I thought he truly loved the Evenstar.
Until I overheard him talking to Halbarad, saying with a heavy sigh that he wasn't free to follow his heart. Then I knew. And I came to him, offering all the comfort and understanding he so direly needed. Offering myself - body and soul... to wherever it may lead. He cried in my arms like a baby, confessing all his deepest desires that I was only too happy to fulfill. He showed me passion I never knew existed. He held me to his chest for many long hours, allowing me to drown blissfully in the stormy depths of his eyes - and I had never felt so precious before.
Now he is strong and hopeful, ready to face whatever fate may bring... And he smiles that beautiful smile that lights up his darkly handsome features like a thousand suns. He smiles it every day. For me.
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(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-14 03:37 am (UTC)Hmmm... I might have.;P
I went through a temporary sex-change and transformed into a complete lusty!Aragorn
Don't worry, that happens to me sometimes, too. Though I usually prefer to transform into the wanton elf.:P
Ok, I think I´ll need some counselling.
Let's go book a session together.:D
*clutches heart* Have no words.
*glomps you* These two drabbles are among my own favorites, and I totally poured my heart into them - so I am exceedingly thrilled that they touched you so deeply. <33333
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-14 11:46 am (UTC)*nnggh*
Let's go book a session together
Now THAT would be the funniest shit EVER!!! Imagine what that meeting would be like when therapist stares at us and we´re talking about elves and rangers and mindfucking.
*giggles*
ICON-TEASE!!!! Oh god... You do it on purpuse dontcha!? I can´t stop staring at it, you see. It´s dangerous - I can forget about morning coffee right now and just hump the screen...
*mmmppfff*
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-14 10:55 pm (UTC)Yeah. I imagine the poor therapist might need to be hospitalized after such a traumatizing experience.;P
ICON-TEASE!!!! Oh god... You do it on purpuse dontcha!?
Of course. Lookit this one. *points* :D
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-15 08:46 pm (UTC)*froths*
*sdppDDFFFladjkaDSJFKFAfg!!*
I´ll explain that to our therapist very clearly.
I need to upgrade in next life.. Wrong fucking species! Not fair!!!
*falls off unicorn*
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-16 03:53 am (UTC)Iconthermia... I think I'm going to start compiling a Marianne-dictionary. And then sell the rights to use your awesome neologisms for BIG MONEY. You will get a percentage too, of course.;P
Wrong fucking species! Not fair!!!
Tell me about it. No, REALLY tell me about it.:D
falls off unicorn
*rushes to swift rescue with a pillow before your derriere hits the ground* ;)
*then serves up another saucy icon, grinning wickedly* :D :D :D
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-22 11:07 pm (UTC)*throws self around your neck and sells us as an entity*
*beams like a beamy ray of sun* Do you think we´ll be rich enough for that NZ-cottage then? *prays and looks deep down for sparkly neologisms*
No, REALLY tell me about it. *SNORFLES*
omg!lolish I had to google "derriere" - what does that say about me!? =DDDD
*wriggles nekkid butt*
*tries wearing protective sunglasses against saucy!icon and fails*
*drops them on floor and stumbles on them while trying to do inappropriate things to icon*
*gets slightly arrested while proclaiming self completely innocent*
*mpphhf*
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-23 02:20 am (UTC)That you're not into French?...;P
(It's one of the VERY FEW French words I know, btw - now, what does that say about ME???...;D)
*wriggles nekkid butt*
*stares and cheers you on* :P
*gets slightly arrested while proclaiming self completely innocent*
Sparkly handcuffs?... For naughty girls?... *looks hopeful*
*sends another hot icon for good measure*
:]
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-23 07:21 pm (UTC)French is très sexy and in my opinion it´s just the better not knowing a language...
*whispers and purrs in Italian*
Btw, I remember seeing an interview years ago with Orlando, who apparently *gulps* speaks french and I think I sqirmed myself off the chair. That was him saying some random sentence but I´m easily turned on by languages it seems. So as long as I don´t know what it means it´s just...extremely erotic. *shivers*
Sparkly handcuffs?...
*uber-squeeage* :O
For naughty girls?... *looks hopeful*
Aren´t all girls naughty? *looks equally hopeful*
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-24 03:40 am (UTC)Guilty as charged.:D Arrest me?... *puppy-dog eyes* ;P
French is très sexy
Agreed. Especially if spoken by Orlando - or Viggo. *faints*
Italian too. Not to even mention Spanish. When Viggo talks in Spanish, I totally go into overheat mode. *palpitates*
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-27 12:37 am (UTC)Told you, I need an extra life..
*muffled spanish sounds*
(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-28 01:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-03-29 09:51 pm (UTC)*awaits you naked when you come home from work and calls u in sick for rest of the week while leaving breadcrumb-tracks all way to bedroom*
*mumbles and snogs you until dawn without a doubt*
(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-01 03:00 am (UTC)Now, THAT would be just about perfect.;D *faints*