new A/L ficlet!!!

[floatingleaf]

OK, I have finally managed to come up with a suitable Christmas present for akashaelfwitch.;D Better late than never, as the wise men (& women) say. I hope it is to her liking.;)

And well... not sure if that's something I should admit, but it was actually inspired by a screensaver called "Midnight Lake". Yes. A screensaver. I really need therapy. *sigh*

Also, I do realize that bathing Legolas is one of the immortal cliches of the fandom. So forgive me, Akasha, if I have not exactly invented something entirely new here.;) Still, I will shamelessly admit that I am quite pleased with how this little thing turned out.:D

Author: Floating Leaf
Title: Revelation
Pairing: Aragorn/Legolas
Rating: strong R
Summary: Legolas takes a bath, and Aragorn's voyeuristic tendencies get an unexpected reward.;)
Warning: Handle with caution - contents may be hot.;P
Disclaimer: Only in my sick mind, not Tolkien's, does that ever happen - I promise.:)



The air is so balmy tonight. The surface of the little lake is shimmering softly in the moonlight. I crouch down among the reeds, holding my breath as Legolas steps naked into the water. I had hidden here as soon as we decided to stop for the night, knowing he would come to bathe. I'd much rather watch him unnoticed than join him and be embarrassed by revealing my very obvious reaction to the sight of his divine body. Let him tease me later, making fun of my supposed reluctance to indulge in personal hygiene. I'd rather he joked about that than about human males' inability to control their raging lust.

But how can I be blamed for lusting, when my eyes behold such perfection? Flawless skin stretched over taut muscles, grace and strength in effortless harmony. He wades in up to his thighs and splashes himself lazily, tilting his head back and shaking out his unbraided hair. Then he turns, so that his back is towards me, and bends down to wash his face. I bite back a gasp at the sight displayed before me. If he only knew what exquisite torture this is!

As soon as I think that, he turns again, facing me, and swipes his hands languidly all over his body. Smiling dreamily and biting his lower lip, he starts tweaking his rosy nipples. As I watch in utter astonishment, the slender column of flesh between his legs begins to rise, pointing towards me. Then his pale fingers close around it and he moans softly. I am in agony. I had no idea he ever indulged in such shameless, lonely pleasures. Just whose touch is he craving, I wonder, as his other hand longingly caresses the smooth torso. And will I be able to hold myself back and endure the tantalizing spectacle without revealing my presence?

As soon as I think that, he takes a few steps forward, in my direction, and calls out, with a hint of amusement in his voice: "You can stop hiding now, Aragorn!"

I gasp, blushing to the roots of my hair, and stammer: "You... you... you knew I was here?!?"

"Of course!", he answers with an indulgent smile. "For whom, do you think, am I putting on this little show?"

Before the sudden revelation has enough time to sink in, he adds: "Take your clothes off, quickly, and come here. I need someone to wash my back."

He winks, and it is suddenly very obvious that he will let me do much more than that. I have never yet managed to undress so fast. No longer ashamed of my intense arousal, I stand before him. He looks at me coyly, a slight flush creeping over his alabaster skin. Then he splashes water at me and dives under the surface. I dive right after him, and soon I hold him firmly in my arms. He squirms and swats at me playfully, but does not pull back. He feels like wet silk, and his heart is beating fast.

"So you knew, you wicked elf", I growl, pressing my whole body against him."You knew very well what you were doing to me!..."

"Mmmmm... I certainly do know what I want you to do to me", he purrs, lifting a leg and rubbing his smooth thigh enticingly against my hip.

"And what would that be?", I manage to articulate as my hands move down his back.

"I want to be thoroughly and completely ravished", he whispers hotly in my ear, gasping as I squeeze his firm buttocks. "I want you to pierce me with this throbbing rod of human flesh until I scream your name", he breathes, while his hand sneaks between our bodies to grasp my eager cock.

"Legolas!...", I exclaim in giddy wonder. "Not in my wildest dreams have I thought you capable of such passion!..."

"Only for you", he murmurs, winding his long legs about my waist. Blinded by the sudden rush of desire, I devour his panting mouth. There is no stopping me now. I will have him. I carry him out of the water, never breaking the contact, and we collapse in a tangle onto the soft grass. But even as I claim him fiercely, fulfilling his ardent wish, in my deepest heart of hearts I know already that it is I who has been claimed tonight - body and soul. Forever.

Comments

[crimsonsenya.livejournal.com]

*melts*
Man-on-elf love! It's been quite a while since I read them. Actually, yours must have been the last time as Romi hasn't updated the Sins for some time either. "And hey who cares if A wathcing L bathing is a cliche. A wedding trip to Paris is a cliche and it is still as great. :D

I loved this sentence:
He feels like wet silk, and his heart is beating fast. The contrast between the mental associations of wet and silk was delicious.

[floatingleaf.livejournal.com]

Hello, and thank you!:) It's good to know you still like some man-on-elf occasionally.;)

And Romi's Sins have been a huge source of inspiration for me. I hope she does go on with the story, it would really hurt to leave it unfinished... *sigh*