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Desperate times, desperate measures	By : Cassandra_Baudrillard Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8254 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 14: I submit to no one

The day of the binding came quick but as it came about and he looked upon the pale beauty in the bed next to him he hated the day had come, "I know it's the right thing to do, but am I selfish for wanting to refuse you, to keep you for myself?"

But Aragorn knew the answer; he could never do that. Legolas needed to bind with Haldir for more than one reason. They both were immortal. That was the number one reason. If Aragorn asked Legolas to bind to him, fully, Legolas would perish when he would. It wouldn't be fair.

Secondly, Aragorn wouldn't forgive himself for it if he condemned Haldir to death over the deal.

This was the only option.

The King of Gondor pressed a light kiss to his lover's lips, "By the Valar I never thought it would be this difficult"

Aragorn had thought, keeping Legolas' best interest at heart, he'd be fine with this. Seeing Legolas happy would make him happy.

His Prince had no idea of the struggle he felt, or the frustration.

For Legolas' sake he kept up appearances.

Haldir had learned to avoid him if at all possible.

It was a bizarre agreement, sharing Legolas. A few months with him, a few months vice versa... It seemed doable. Today all that would change too, if Elves bound Fëa it established an eternal bond that would always link the two.

Beautiful, sure, but Aragorn couldn't stand the idea of Haldir 'peeking in' on his time.

Call him selfish, but by the Valar he deserved to be selfish about this, he'd given up so much already, for the good of others.

This was his turn. Had to be.

Aragorn brushed a hand through Legolas' golden hair, pressing light kisses along his jaw, "Wake up, poikaer, you have a long day ahead of you and I would demand what time we have left"

Legolas' nose wrinkled in answer, "You make it sound like I'm about to die" Still there was a light smile to his lips to suggest he was but joking.

The King of Gondor smiled, kissing the Elf's lips, "Perhaps not that drastic, but still drastic enough."

Legolas stretched out for a moment, brushing his fingers through Aragorn's hair, "You are a strange man, Aragorn... You were so assured in the idea of me and Haldir binding... I don't understand it... We could have waited"

Aragorn kept silent, knowing better than that. Haldir only had a few days left before Námo would call upon them if the binding hadn't been completed. It had to be now and since Haldir refused to tell Legolas about the deal -for whatever reason- Aragorn had taken it unto himself to make sure it was done.

At all costs.

Aragorn smiled then, forcing one the best he could, "I know how much it means to you Legolas, I wouldn't deny you that moment."

But by the Valar he wanted to. More than anything right now.

Legolas curled up in his arms, "I'm sorry it isn't you. I do love you Estel."

Aragorn nodded, "I know it, and I love you... This doesn't change that. Not one bit."

But it did and they both knew it.

Legolas didn’t understand Aragorn’s insistence. It was a horrid thing to think of but Legolas would be happy to wait another fifty to a hundred years. Aragorn may be one of the Dúnedain, but his long life wasn’t one of immortality. Haldir and he could bind after that, but no, Aragorn had insisted it had to be now, sooner rather than later.

Legolas wasn’t against the idea per say. He loved Haldir and they agreed to be bound before that night at Helms Deep… But why rush things? Why insist on the binding as much as he did?

The Mirkwood prince studied the Man before him, as though doing so would give him an explanation about why Aragorn insisted on the binding but no explanation followed, "I still do not understand it"

Aragorn smiled, kissing him softly, "Just know I'd always have your best interest at heart"

Legolas nodded slightly to suggest he knew, but still he couldn't figure it out.

Five Hours later...

"We are bound by law, but I would hope you would bind to me in heart and soul equally. Would you honor me, my sweet Prince and bind your Fëa to my own?"

The words were a formality because Legolas wouldn't deny the Marchwarden, not in this, but still he uttered a soft, "Yes, yes I will"

He felt uneasy with the crowd gathered around them to agree to consummating the marriage and make the binding complete. The Mirkwood prince was more than happy to know his answer meant they were retiring from the crowd, but as his eyes caught Aragorn's his stomach dropped and he couldn't help but feel like a horrible partner.

As they walked, Legolas lightly tugged on Haldir's hand as he whispered softly, "I feel terrible... Must we? Now? Can't we await his passing, this is so cruel on him..."

Haldir paused them when they were out of sight of the crowd, "Would you care to invite him along? To join in so he knows your love is...secure?"

There was a pause, a moment where neither of them spoke as Legolas pondered that option, "Wouldn't that be more cruel? To make him watch?"

Haldir kissed his beloved's temple softly, "Not if he joins us"

A brow rose as big blue eyes stared into his, "You would do this? For me?"

The answer seemed obvious -at least to Haldir, "I would do everything for you if it made you happy" Even tolerate that Man in their bedroom.

It was a cruel joke for the man that had abused and hurt Legolas to now be so important to his beloved, but Haldir supposed he had to accept it.

It was due to that Man that Legolas was binding to him so soon, after all. Haldir hadn't dared to mention the subject, afraid of rushing Legolas into it, afraid of the Prince discovering there was more to that binding... He just couldn't. And now, now he just had to hope Legolas would never find out, would never think Haldir kept it from him to keep him in the dark.

Legolas had darted off before another word could be spoken, claiming his mortal love and returning with him while Haldir waited.

A light inclination of his head was all that showed Aragorn's gratitude as the three now disappeared.

It was a new point in this love triangle, for the three of them had never shared the bed together, rather Haldir and Aragorn had alternated turns with Legolas.

The latter was secretly excited about the change in plans, or rather the extension of it. It had been forever in his mind since this bizarre love triangle came to be and finally he'd have it.

The talan in Lothlorien was light, filled with plants of all sorts. Aragorn glanced around the room in silent admiration. He could see why Haldir had chosen this one at the very top of the city. The view, the trees' canopies, it all added a certain allure.

Briefly the King of Gondor thought of how he cut Legolas short of nature in the White city, something he decided then would have to change.

There was a moment's hesitation in which the three just seemed unsure how to go about this. It was Legolas who finally snapped out of the uncertainty and started by kissing Haldir while drawing Aragorn close and loosening his tunic.

Despite Aragorn's 'royalty' the ranger had not yet fully given up his rugged appearance, especially after Legolas told him he'd preferred it. Dressed in official wear, the King looked odd with his wild hair and scruffy beard. A man of the wild forced into the attire of 'proper' society.

Legolas loved it.

Absently his hand slid down to grasp Haldir's hand, bringing it up to run into Aragorn's hair, forcing the two to interact despite their reluctance to do so. This was his night. His fantasy. He would have it be all he wanted it to be.

Finally drawing back from the heated kiss he'd shared with Haldir his mouth sought out Aragorn's for a similar kiss while he released Haldir's tunic before he drew back and looked at the two expectantly while he lowered himself to his knees staring up at the two.

For a moment he feared his attempts would backfire, but then Aragorn leaned forward and claimed Haldir's lips in a hard, passionate kiss that was a clear battle for dominance between the two.

Legolas smiled in self-satisfaction as he watched the hard kiss last and last and.... a light twinkle of mirth came to his eyes as his hands darted out and massaged the erection both his lovers now carried through their trousers.

Legolas won the battle for dominance as both Haldir and Aragorn drew back with an audible gasp of pleasure.

The pair wasn't done with their fight because as Legolas shed their trousers they fell back into their battle of tongues. It was amusing to Legolas how they were stubborn even in the height of their passion.

He didn't fuss about it or mention the oddity, rather he kept silent. If this was how they must interact in order to feel that passion for one another, he sure wasn't going to end it. To him, the sight was beyond arousing and the idea of being sandwiched between the pair just came more and more appealing.

Even as he leaned in to trail his tongue along Haldir's cock he heard the latter whisper harshly, "I submit to no one" followed by another hot gasp and Aragorn's equally harsh reply, "Neither do I"

Legolas, watching the scene above him with glee, felt increasingly amused because even in their refusal of each other the two were now actively brushing hands along each other's chests. Yes, to them it would seem the perfect way to establish dominance by forcing the other to submit to the pleasure they received, to Legolas it was just a mutual acceptance and a passionate exchange.

Most eagerly his mouth worked magic on the both of them and before long he stood, stripping off his own clothes as he moved to lay down on the bed and motioned his lovers to him like a true puppet master. They might think they ruled the show, but it was Legolas who directed every bit of it.

The two joined him on the bed, both of them now fighting for his attention between eager kisses, light nips and bites and teasing touches until Legolas lay a panting mess on the bed almost ready to climax from the sheer joy over what was happening.

It was Haldir who drew him up from the bed and unto his knees, Aragorn aided the Marchwarden by propping a pillow up under him for his comfort while he sought Legolas' lips for a soft, gentle kiss.

Aragorn watched -with mild jealousy- as Haldir slid up behind Legolas and a loud moan told him the Marchwarden had pushed himself into the pale beauty on the bed.

The King of Gondor sat back on the bed, almost as though resigning to the fact of being a spectator but Legolas drew him close and unto his knees before swirling his tongue around Aragorn's length with a soft purr of appreciation that drew a loud moan from the Man.

Haldir smirked, his brow raising at Aragorn as though questioning the Man's endurance in comparison to his, but as he did Legolas somehow seemed to pick up on it and get back at the proud Marchwarden for it as the prince suddenly pushed back against Haldir, taking him in entirely and clenched himself around the silky engorged length with such force that Haldir threw his head back and moaned with wild abandon, "Such wicked things you do, my sweet prince. It should be a sin for one to look so innocent yet be so... ah... devilish"

Then it was Aragorn's time to smirk, but that didn't last long as Legolas began rocking himself back and forth with such a lack of modesty or hesitation that both his lovers felt their climaxes building a lot sooner than expected, "Legolas...By the Valar..."

The words did little to slow the Elf who rode himself to oblivion while suckling Aragorn's length as though it held the most delicious nectar in the world and he wanted to savour every drop.

Climax came to the three of them in one surprising heap, but as it did the strangest thing happened as a bright warm light engulfed the three before it slowly ebbed away.

None of them knew what truly happened, but Haldir was the first to speak, "'Tis done, then"

An amused chuckle drew the attention of the three lovers, causing Legolas to blush bright red over being discovered in such a compromising position, "It seems, dear Marchwarden, that you three have gotten yourselves into quite a pickle..."

TBC...
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