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Aphrodesiac	By : erandir Category: +Third Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4141 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Elven Aphrodisiac
By Erandir
Rating: R��
Pairing: Aragorn/Legolas
Summary: What exactly did they put in Legolas� wine? Aragorn
is about to find, and out in the most unlikely way. Pure PWP.
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Aragorn was surprised to find the elf at his chamber door so
late at night, but there he was. Standing with his head bowed and hands clasped
in front of him he stood before the ranger, gnawing on his bottom lip.
�Legolas?� he queried with a raised eyebrow, �Is something the matter?�

�You� You could say that�� The elf prince said hesitantly,
fidgeting with the hem of his tunic. �I� Do not feel well.�

This intrigued and worried Aragorn, elves did not get ill.
�How so?�

�I think it may have been something I ate�.� Legolas
admitted, his face flushing slightly, �Or the wine� It tasted a bit off��

�Well that is easily remedied,� Aragorn assured him, �Come
in, I will see what I can do for you.� The ranger stood back from the door and
waited for Legolas to enter, which the elf did, but only after a long moment of
hesitation. Closing the door behind them Aragorn watched as Legolas wandered
over to his bed and sat down on the edge of it.

Every muscle in the elf�s body seemed tense. His hands were
clasped into fists that lay in his lap where his eyes remained fixed until
Aragorn approached. �Tell me what ails you?� asked Aragorn as he stood before
his elven companion.

The elf looked up at him slowly, moving one hand to push his
hair behind pointed ears before dropping it to his lap once more. �They put
something in the meal Aragorn. Something that� And I feel�� He trailed off, his
eyes meeting Aragorn�s and the ranger was surprised by what he saw. The
prince�s blue eyes had darkened almost to black, his pupils dilated to almost
completely encompass the blue. The emotion was what surprised him the most.

Lust.

Aragorn had never known the elf to show many emotions, but
this one was pure unbridled lust. And it was directed at him. If they had
indeed put something into Legolas� food then this would wear off, but not until
after the elf had been gratified. Aragorn was not exactly sure he wanted to do
that, even for so close a friend as the elf was.

�Can you help me?� Legolas asked, putting on the most
innocent expression he could manage in his current state.

Aragorn gulped. This was not what he had expected when he
had offered to help him. �I� I uh��

�Please?� The elf asked, his expression fading from innocent
to sultry in the blink of an eye as he reached out and grabbed the front of the
ranger�s tunic, �You are the only one who can.�

�Legolas� I� I am not sure this is such a good idea��
Aragorn argued, trying to fend off the elf�s advances even as Legolas stood.

The elf�s slender hands ran up his chest, the warmth
permeating the rough fabric of the ranger�s shirt to reach his shoulders,
�Please,� he begged again, pouting slightly as he moved one hand to cup the
man�s cheek and the other to the back of his head, �I promise I will make it
worth your while,� he breathed, his lips now mere inches from Aragorn�s.

�Legolas� You know not what you
do�� The man stuttered, his breath catching in his throat.

�I think I do,� Legolas countered, pressing his lips to the
man�s.

Aragorn�s eyes widened in shock at the elf's forceful,
though not wholly unexpected, kiss. He could not deny it was a good feeling,
Legolas� lips were soft and warm, and he was in no way inexperienced. Still,
the warning lights went off in Aragorn�s head as the sensation permeated his
being, and he shoved the elf off of himself.

Legolas fell back, sitting down on the bed in surprise as
the man spurned him. �Do you not find me desirable Aragorn?� he asked
innocently.

�That is not it,� Aragorn shook his head, not wanting to
offend his friend, �But this is� is�� He trailed off as Legolas again stood and
approached him.

�Then why do you deny yourself?� he asked, looking up at the
ranger through dark lashes, �I know you would enjoy it.� His hand this time ran
down Aragorn� front, trailed by his eyes it stopped at his belt and the elf
looked back up at him, �You are my only hope.�

As the elf looked up at him pleadingly Aragorn found all
ability for form words leave him completely. His mouth opened and closed
uselessly a few times before he simply gave up and stared. �You admitted
yourself I am not completely undesirable,� Legolas continued, idly fingering
the buckle on Aragorn�s belt, �Just give in, no one need ever find out.�
Aragorn gulped. Legolas smiled sweetly and licked the man�s cheek, his tongue
running over the rough stubble that lined the ranger�s jaw. �Come� It is no use
denying something you know we both desire.�
�Legolas� I do not� I do not think-.�

�No harm can be done,� The elf assured. He then took a firm
hold on the man�s belt and drew him over toward the bed, smiling to himself
when the ranger did not resist. His knees hit the edge of the bed and he placed
a hand to the back of the man�s neck, kissing him soundly as he drew him down
onto the mattress.

Legolas� tongue delved its
way into Aragorn�s mouth to meet the ranger�s own. The two dueled, fighting as
if for dominance, until Legolas effortlessly flipped the man over onto his
back. Aragorn was shocked, the elf�s thin frame easily hid the strength he
held, and he was surprised to find himself suddenly pinned to the mattress with
Legolas straddling his hips. �You cannot back down now,� he whispered huskily
as he unbuckled Aragorn�s belt.

Then suddenly their
positions were switched again. As soon as Aragorn�s belt had been tossed aside
he tossed the blond elf onto his back and pinned him to the sheets, �I had no
intent to,� he replied, and kissed him passionately.

The elf moaned beneath
him, his slender fingers tangling in the man�s dark hair to pull him closer as
the effects of his drink started to truly kick in. It did not take long before
both were divested of clothing from the waist up, tunics and shirts lying in a
haphazard, crumpled heap on the floor. Legolas� hands roamed his lover�s body,
tracing every muscle of the man�s chest and back. Aragorn, himself beginning to
feel as though he had been drugged as well, lavished the elf�s neck and jaw
with licks and kisses, moving upward until he reached a highly sensitized ear.

He nearly screamed when
Aragorn took the ear into his mouth, his nails digging into the man�s back as
the man�s teeth grazed over the sensitive flesh; he turned his head to the side
to offer the ranger better access. Aragorn smirked as the elf prince writhed
beneath him in pleasure from the attention that he was giving to one of the most
sensitive parts of Legolas� body. But he could not stay there all night.

Legolas whimpered when the
man removed his mouth. Wanting the pleasure to continue as long as possible he
tried to urge the man to remain there, and bucked his hips almost involuntarily.
Aragorn looked up from where he had been exploring his elf�s chest and smiled,
�Patience.�

�I have no patience
tonight Aragorn,� Legolas argued, clinging to the man as though his life
depended on it. �I am drugged and� Valar, your touch is like fire.� In his need
the blond reached down to the waist of Aragorn�s pants and tugged forcefully.

Aragorn gasped as the
elf�s hand slipped below the waistband, but he pulled it back out before
Legolas could manage anything, �Is there something you wanted?� he asked, his
voice a husky whisper, �You came seeking my help, so we do this my way.�
Legolas whimpered in a most un-prince-like manner. Aragorn continued as he had
been, this time fingering the waist of Legolas� leggings. As if in response the
elf pushed his hips up against the man�s hand, reveling in the friction it
caused.

The laces were, like most days, tied tightly, with nearly
impossible knots governing the top. The elf whispered softly to the ranger, to
inflame him even more as he struggled with the ties, all the while with Legolas�
hands caressing his back and chest. Growing frustrated in his need, Aragorn
finally just tore them open and yanked the fabric from Legolas� slim legs to
let his ivory shaft spring free. The elf let out a relieved moan and pulled the
man down atop himself, claiming his lover�s lips in the process and grinding
his hips against Aragorn�s still clothed ones. The rough cloth chaffed Legolas�
tender skin, causing the elf to moan wantonly against Aragorn�s lips.

The elf�s hands then hesitantly
trailed down the man�s chest until they reached his leggings. His hands faltered slightly as he got the ties done
and tried to rid Aragorn of the clothing without breaking the kiss. With the
laces undone Legolas slid his hand inside once more, this time encountering no
resistance as he wrapped his fingers around the man�s shaft.

Aragorn moaned slightly and leaned
down to kiss the elf again, placing one hand on the back of Legolas' neck and
pulling him as close as possible. Legolas gasped, and a faint shudder ran
through his body at the action. He clung to Aragorn's waist tightly, his legs
trembling in passion and need. The man licked the elf's ear languidly and
smirked, "Is this the help you had in mind?" he whispered huskily.

Legolas shuddered again, and was
breathing heavily. "Take me�� he groaned softly, in a passionate voice.
Aragorn finally pulled back from the kiss to breath and trailed kisses and nips
down the elf's neck as he released Legolas and reached down to pull off his pants.
Legolas whimpered slightly from the loss, and let out a faint purring gasp as
Aragorn caught a particular sensitive spot. Getting a bit impatient he helped
the man out of the rest of his clothes. Aragorn let out a soft moan when he was
finally free of the offending article of clothing, and tossed them aside. He
ran his tongue down Legolas' collarbone and trailed more kisses down his chest.
The elf shuddered slightly, " Stop... teasing..." He panted.

�Why should I?� The ranger smirked
mischievously, and licked Legolas� chest. The elf stared at Aragorn with eyes
dilated and darkened with passion, and he let out a faint gasp at the action,
thrusting his hips against the man. His hands slid down Aragorn's body, and
lightly ran his fingers over his shaft. The man moaned, his eyes fluttering
closed at the action and he unconsciously pushed back into his lover's hands.

"Like that do you?" The
elf whispered, and after a few more strokes he pulled his hands away. Aragorn
almost whimpered as Legolas' hands left him, and thrust against the elf below
him. Legolas moaned softly as Aragorn thrust against him, and spread his legs.

In his own mounting desire,
Aragorn kissed the elf below him hard, and reached over into his pack were he
retrieved a small bottle of oil. Legolas moaned, though pulled away from the
bruising kiss the see what the man was doing. He smirked and looked up at
Aragorn innocently, �Always prepared, I see�� he murmured huskily.

Aragorn only smiled back as he
popped the cork from the bottle and poured some of its contents over his
fingers before pushing them into Legolas. The elf moaned loudly, his eyes
fluttering shut as he instantly thrust his body back against the ranger�s
fingers, bringing them deeper into his body.
Aragorn scissored his fingers and then swiftly pushed a third one inside.
Legolas only made one small sound of discomfort, the whole time a dreamy,
pleased smile on his face as he spread his legs wide.

Then
suddenly the elven prince gasped, his eyes fluttered shut and he let out a
throaty moan as the ranger�s fingers hit that one certain spot. Aragorn smirked
and pressed against the small bundle of nerves, watching as the elf writhed beneath
him.

�Aragorn�
Aragorn�� Legolas moaned wantonly, clinging to the man, �I need you� Estel�
need you inside me� please.� The pressure of the man�s fingers was not nearly
enough to satisfy him in his drugged state, he needed more, needed Aragorn
inside him, needed to feel him until it was hard to tell when one ended and the
other began.

Conveniently
for Legolas Aragorn felt just the same.

At
elf�s pleas he had pulled his fingers free and reached again for the bottle of
oil, this time using it to slick his shaft before positioning himself at
Legolas� entrance.

�Please
Aragorn,� the prince begged, clinging to Aragorn in anticipation.

But
Aragorn was not stupid, and he knew this could hurt, especially if �Legolas
have you ever done this before?� he asked.

The tone of his lover�s voice had
turned serious, and Legolas looked up at him suddenly worried, �No,� he
whispered softly, as though this was the first time it had occurred to him.

It was just as the man had
thought. Whatever drug had been given Legolas, though it aroused him, would
probably not alleviate any pain, and that was worrisome. But it was too late to
back down now; both knew that. So, locking his lips with the elf�s, Aragorn
slowly pushed inside. Legolas� body tensed at the invasion and he closed his
eyes. He forced his breathing to remain calm, or as calm as it could be, and
had closed his eyes to hide the pain that still lingered.

Keeping the elf distracted with
the kiss, Aragorn sheathed himself fully inside the willing body, and groaned
slightly at the tightness. Legolas moaned into Aragorn's mouth as his body
relaxed and started to respond to the invasion. Then the man began to move
within him, and the effect of the drugs came back full force. Legolas nearly
screamed for the pleasure that washed over his body. He wrapped both arms and
legs around Aragorn and pushed back with every thrust.

Their kiss broke; Legolas moaned
wantonly, his head falling back onto the pillow with golden hair spread out
around him. Aragorn would have moaned as well, had his mouth not been firmly
attached to the prince�s neck. His thrusts became harder, and the elf�s moans
turned to broken mutterings in elvish that the man could not have followed if
he had wanted to. Then Aragorn�s hands were on his shaft and Legolas arched off
the sheets, his nails digging into the man�s back and leaving crescent shaped
marks.

A sound of pleasure dripped off
the elf�s lips with every stroke-combined thrust, �More Aragorn�. Oh Valar,� he
moaned, writhing beneath the man, �Harder!� Aragorn complied happily, and a
soft cry emitted from his elven lover, who continued to urge him on: harder,
stronger, faster. The
elf moaned, coming near his peek but not quite satisfied, "Please more,
harder," He whimpered and pleaded.

�Legolas�� Aragorn moaned in
response, �Going to� come,�

�Me too,� Legolas gasped as he
neared the edge, the pleasure building up in his stomach enough to drive him
insane. He came with a scream, �Estel!!� and spilt himself between their two
bodies. And with one, two more thrusts Aragorn spilt himself inside Legolas,
biting down sharply on the elf�s shoulder. The blond prince whimpered slightly
as Aragorn collapsed atop him. Though slightly squished the prince did not
mind, his arms clasped tight around his human lover who still resided deep
within him.

It was a while before Aragorn
pushed himself up onto his elbows and pulled himself out of the elf and fell to
the mattress next to him. Legolas snuggled close, sighing happily as his lover
arm�s twined around him and pulled the blankets over them both. �I love you,
Estel,� he murmured, resting his head on the man�s shoulder.

�I love you too, Lirimaer,�
Aragorn murmured back as the two drifted off into a pleasant sleep.

And Aragorn never needed to know
that there was never anything in Legolas� wine.

The End.

Lirimaer � lovely one
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