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Title: Return To Mirkwood

Chapter 29.

Author: Sarah

Pairing: Legolas/Gimli

Rating: NC-17

Warning: Slash. Sex between two males. Use of aphrodisiacs. Mention of kink. Rimming.

Beta and lovely suggestions: Vinni. Thank you! She very kindly accepted Return on its 29 chapter. A long and graphic chapter. I really appreciate it. Any mistakes left are mine.

Disclaimer and author's notes: Tolkien owns them. I make no money. A friend was very generous with her ideas for this chapter. I am very grateful. Thank you to Haleth for the encouragement and inspiration. Theresa started the idea of gags. The song is not mine, although I've changed the words some.
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Gimli and Legolas made their way back to the fortress. Gimli was very familiar with the paths now. He understood that Legolas was prolonging the joy of the night and said nothing about the fact that they were taking a long winding route to the caverns. He still felt rather dazed and Legolas' stops to look at the moon or to hug him were comforting.

Now and then they stood in the moonlight and Gimli caressed Legolas' back while his elf's fingers played in his beard. Legolas gazed down at him with eyes filled with happiness. He sang softly while his hands rested on Gimli's shoulders.

At a lovers' pace they made their way back to the chambers they shared.

Gimli's first impression when he opened the door to their chambers was, *Its been buried under shrubbery.* He stopped abruptly at the sight greeting him, causing Legolas to step aside swiftly. The smell of forest washed across Gimli forcefully. He blinked trying to adjust to the vision before him.

Huge wreathes of leaves hung over every available place on the wall. Flower chains joined one wreath to another. In a corner was a pot with a thick tree branch bearing yellow leaves. A large vase of flowers had been put in the centre of the table along with a loaf of bread and a jar of honey. There were also two scroll cases and a crystal bowl in which flowers were floating. Gimli walked into the room carefully expecting at any moment to hear the crunch of leaves.

"They missed a spot, my elf." Gimli said.

Legolas gave him a puzzled glance.

Gimli pointed at the thick light green rug. "There are leaves everywhere but on the floor."

"You're complaining about not having enough leaves."

The sheer disbelief in Legolas' voice was amusing. "No, love. I just feel it would complete the task although I suppose the mess would not be worth it." Gimli headed to the table. The bowl contained bright red flowers that had an interesting scent. Gimli reached for one, only to be stopped by Legolas' hold on his wrist.

"Don't do that, Gimli. I've no idea what the results would be for a dwarf."

Gimli frowned. "My elf?"

Legolas seemed to find the wreathes on the wall fascinating as he addressed them instead of Gimli "We eat them sometimes. It tends to increase desire. The smell is exciting."

Gimli's gaze went back to the blossoms. The scent was intriguing but he wasn't sure if he'd call it pleasant. He certainly wouldn't say it was exciting. And he was of the opinion that eating flowers was something only elves would do. "I see." he replied. He leaned over to sniff them and again Legolas' hand stopped him.

"What if it makes you sick? The smell is quite strong."

"Humph." Gimli did not think the fragrance was that strong. "Dwarves do not get sick easily." Legolas' grip did not lessen, so Gimli added "I'll be careful." The fingers on his shoulders relaxed and Gimli took a cautious sniff, wrinkling his nose at the aroma. "It smells like a flower." he said.

Legolas laughed. "It is. You don't find that it increases the heart rate?"

"No." Gimli sliced the bread. "You like to eat these?" He gestured toward the flowers.

"I never have. I just know what is said. I can smell them clearly and find it both pleasing and exciting. I'll put the contracts in the desk." Legolas said.

Gimli nodded. When Legolas' back was to him, Gimli picked up the bowl of flowers and took a bigger sniff which brought only a stronger odour of blooms. Carrying the crystal dish Gimli followed Legolas. After his elf had locked the contracts in a drawer, Gimli put the dish on top of the desk. He looked around. The decorations of leaves and flowers were here, too, but the most curious items were the twigs in front of the fireplace.

"Legolas, are those something I shouldn't touch also?"

"I don't believe it would hurt. They're to be thrown into the fire. They fill the room with a similar perfume as the flowers. Both come from the same bush. There are probably leaves from the same plant in the bath chamber. They are soothing to bathe in. These things are often used on a bonding night."

A thought occurred to Gimli and stopping in the front room to get his piece of bread, he headed to the inner chamber, sighing in relief when he discovered there were no leaves on the bed. He barely had time for the feeling of relief, though, at the scene in the bedroom. The elves had placed a ring of flowers above the bed and garlands of leaves in various places, but at least, Gimli reflected, the bed itself had been spared. Legolas' people had put a huge posy of flowers over the front of the mirror, blocking part of the view of the bed. *Not going to like that, my elf isn't.*

The regular bedside stand had been removed. A much longer one had been set by the bed. Gimli took a bite of bread and surveyed the scene. He deemed this was Legolas' people's way of celebrating the bonding. He ate more of the bread and walked to the stand, staring in fascination at the items resting on it. He glanced up when Legolas arrived. His elf promptly moved the flowers from in front of the mirror.

Gimli grabbed the silk strips that were on the stand. "Explain this, Legolas. I remember that you told me that the bonding has to be consummated but I am expected to tie you up or..." Gimli paused. Legolas' ear tips were developing that fascinating flush to them. "Or perhaps you're to tie me if one of us has an issue with consummating the bonding? That can't be right."

"I think..." Legolas' voice had an odd quality to it. "That is so you can quiet me if you want to."

"Oh." Gimli said nothing for a few minutes. "That's better I reckon than my other choice."

"Which was?"

"I thought mayhap it was to prevent one or both of us from spending too soon."

There was a long silence during which Legolas' face blanched. "Nay..." now his speech sounded choked, "And you are not using those for such a purpose. I would die."

He stated this as if it was an established fact and Gimli turned away slightly to avoid Legolas noting his grin.

Trying to keep his tone very serious despite wanting to laugh, Gimli replied. "There is such a thing as build up which can lead to..."

"I can build up just fine and need no help."

Gimli bit his lip to keep the laughter back. He focused on the two brushes. They had thick bristles that appeared to be coated with something glossy. "What's this for, Legolas?" Gimli held one up.

"It's for hair brushing! What are you planning to do with it?" Legolas' words were said at a high pitch and Gimli swallowed hard. He was determined not to laugh.

"I reasoned that maybe they were for..." he glanced at Legolas and wondered if he should continue. His elf looked as if he might faint. Only the ear tips showed colour.

"Uma?" The question had demand in it.

Gimli put his gaze on the wall and then moved it back to Legolas. If he was going to state his thoughts then he might as well get the enjoyment of seeing Legolas' expression when he did. "You are much older than me. Surely your imagination could supply you with a few answers."

It must have for there was a sudden blush to Legolas' cheeks now.

"I asked because they are coated with something." He touched the bristles.

"It's a plant sap. When you brush hair with it, the bristles give a warm tingling feeling."

Gimli took several bites of the bread as he scrutinised the next item on the stand. It was a small willow branch with a curved lip at the end, sanded smooth and covered in soft suede. It looked like a very short back scratcher. He peered up at Legolas who had joined him and decided on a new tactic. "Legolas, we have been intimate for awhile now. Care to share with me why you are having difficulties?"

"I'm not having difficulties." Legolas said in a haughty tone.

Gimli did not bother to hide his grin now.

"I'm just...the subjects you are discussing...there has to be a great deal of trust in a relationship for such play. I have never been one to trust easily nor have I ever trusted anyone to that extent. With you, however..." Legolas' fingers rubbed Gimli's back, "whatever you desire I am willing to try."

Gimli nodded. "This is new to me, too. For tonight, I'll be satisfied with explanations. What, for instance, is this?" He pointed to the willow branch.

"A back scratcher?" Legolas said. "I've no idea."

"I considered that too but it is very short and the end is not suitable for scratching."

They both studied the item in question then Gimli shrugged and said "There must be twenty bottles of oil here. I think whoever did this either assumes we love constantly or is under the false belief that these will last us for an eternity and have kindly supplied us with that amount." He picked up a bottle and examined it. Like the rest, it had a ribbon and a huge label that hung down past the container itself. The tag had words but they were in Sindarin. Gimli handed the bottle to Legolas. "What does it say?"

Legolas took one glance and said, "I'm going to feed Celduil to orcs."

"What?"

"Celduil would not have to worry about apologies if he was around. These are step by step instructions for use." Legolas picked up another container and read the label. "This writing is Tasar's. It's for soothing bites and he has given me reasons why I might need the salve. Do you want two brothers, Gimli?"

"I reckon I gained them tonight."

"Sadly, I believe you did."

Gimli selected two other vials and handed them to Legolas. "Do they all have different uses?"

Legolas studied them and nodded. "It looks like it. They have different smells and flavours, too. This is bathing soap and Celduil has informed me how to do so properly including reminding me to wash between my toes."

Gimli answered, "Intimate areas too? Is some of the information on these labels of a private nature?"

"Yes. They seem to feel I need detailed instructions."

"You probably have more knowledge on these matters than both of them together. Nice of Celduil to loan you...what fifty years of wisdom? He's not that much older than you. Tasar has even fewer years."

"Fifty one for Celduil. And neither of them has lain with another male."

Gimli's attention went back to the table. There was a wide assortment of feathers which included a long and colourful pheasant one. Gimli didn't ask Legolas, he could imagine what their purpose was.

There was another bowl with a big flower with many petals. It was a luminously pale with blue streaks. Gimli looked questioningly at Legolas. "One crushes the petals and rubs them on the skin. Before we do any such act with you, we try a small area first."

Gimli grinned. "They are exciting too?"

"Supposed to be. Again, I would not know."

"You, my friend, wasted time but I'm glad for it. I must say your people are very serious about seeing that the bond is consummated."

Gimli finished the bread and handed his elf a pillow and blanket. Gimli grabbed another pillow and blanket piling the brushes and the willow branch on top. He noted with amusement that Legolas had picked up one of the bottles. Then Gimli left the room, Legolas trailing behind.

When they reached the outer chamber, Legolas asked, "Gimli, are the collection of leaves so bad to you that we are sleeping elsewhere tonight?"

Gimli shook his head. "No. I do not have an issue with living in a cave that looks and smells like a forest." He went into the study and started arranging the blanket in front of the fireplace. Gimli extinguished the torches and candles so the only light was from the flickering flames of the fireplace. While tossing some of the twigs into the fire, he said "Legolas, I want to be close to you but I desire to talk also. Moving into the bed would greatly increase the chances that we won't talk."

"Probably."

"We need two goblets; will you get them?" Gimli went back to the bedroom for cloths and water.

When he came back, Legolas had the cups. He took one look at Gimli and said "I see you brought more aids for talking."

"This is for afterwards." The room had begun to have a sweet smell to it. Gimli took one of the glasses and dipped it into the container of red flowers, scooping up a few. He set the cup next to the blankets. Gimli glanced at Legolas. His cheeks were slightly flushed. Gimli started to take his tunic off.

Legolas leaned against the door frame and gazed fondly at Gimli. He said "I recall when you were not comfortable undressing in front of me and we had been lovers for a few months then." He slipped his clothes off, sliding in next to his dwarf and pressing his chest to Gimli's.

Gimli managed to prop pillows up against the wall despite his lover's rubbing their bodies together, making him feel both aroused and over heated. He grinned. "I'm a dwarf. We don't walk around naked as elves do."

Gimli chuckled as his elf instantly responded, "We do not." Legolas surely knew Gimli was deliberately provoking him but he still answered with indignation. When the dwarf was finished with the pillows, he turned to Legolas. "Do you want to try one of these?" He gestured toward the flowers in the goblet.

Legolas nodded.

Gimli reached over and picked up a flower, holding it by the edge. He was not afraid of touching it but he didn't want to cause Legolas to tense. He leaned up and pressed his lips to Legolas'. He brought the flower up to Legolas' mouth and watched as the sweet lips parted for his fingers. Legolas' tongue slid over Gimli's fingers and the dwarf shut his eyes. These flowers were exciting after all! The hot tongue swirled over his fingers and then teeth nibbled before biting into the flower. Gimli made a choked cry. Struggling, he managed, "What do they taste like?"

"Like..." Legolas' speech had a husky quality to it, "strawberry and apple all mixed together. Want to try?"

Gimli who just minutes earlier would have asserted firmly that dwarves did not eat flowers found himself nodding.

"Just a small amount until we know what effect they have on a dwarf."

Gimli felt gentle fingers brush his lips a second later and realised his eyes were still shut. Forcing them open, he accepted Legolas' gift. As the flower was deposited on his tongue, he enclosed both the plant and his elf's fingers with the muscle and sucked. Legolas' whimper filled the room and Gimli eased back but not before letting the tip of his tongue touch and caress the digits in his mouth. The fingers removed themselves, pausing at Gimli's lips to trace across them.

Legolas was right about the taste. Gimli decided that they were in fact pleasant. He would have asked for another but he expected that would cause Legolas to worry. There was however a way he could sample more of the flavour "Another, mir nin?"

"Uma."

Gimli selected one of the larger ones and put it in his mouth. Before Legolas could object, he covered his elf's lips with his own, opening them. Legolas' tongue was in his mouth so quickly that Gimli gasped. Gimli moaned deeply as the fiery muscle sought out the flower, spreading itself over the dwarf's tongue and then curling around the blossom and sucking it into his elf's mouth. Gimli was no longer sure who was moaning but his whole body seemed shaken with a storm of passion. He watched as Legolas slowly chewed and was shaken again as his elf swallowed.

"More?" Legolas' eyes were almost black and his voice trembled.

"Aye." Gimli grabbed the cup and as Legolas' vision fixed on him, he lowered his tongue into the water, slid it under a flower and then offered his mouth to Legolas, who was quivering with each heavy breath. Gimli felt the tremble in the lips pressed to his and then the hot tongue swirling and capturing the flower before withdrawing.

Gimli observed as Legolas enjoyed the treat and then mumbled, "That is exciting." He stroked Legolas' chin and then moved to his elf's soft hair. Gimli's fingers fluttered across the braid, his feeling of arousal so strong that his digits were not capable of steady movements. He was dimly aware that the chamber was filled with a sweet smell.

Legolas reached for Gimli's braids and he looked at his dwarf.

"Leave two." Gimli heard Legolas' breath catch as his elf nodded. Gimli relaxed as Legolas' quaking fingers undid ties. Flattening his palm Gimli ran his hand back and forth over an already erect nipple, Legolas' cries ringing through the study.

Holding Legolas' gaze, Gimli slowly took the tie out of Legolas' first braid and instead of letting the hair unravel as he usually did, he held it together. Link by link he started undoing the braid. As the first small section fell loose, Gimli leaned up and bestowed a kiss on Legolas' forehead.

Again, Gimli loosened a part of the braid, this time kissing the tip of his elf's nose. Legolas shifted his head slightly causing Gimli's fingers to brush the tip of an elven ear. Gimli smiled. He knew what his elf was hinting at.

Letting the strand fall completely over his lover's shoulders Gimli kissed the side of Legolas' mouth and slid a finger across the top of his elf's ear. Legolas whimpered softly and his eyes fluttered shut. Gimli gently kissed the other side of his elf's mouth as his fingers began freeing the other braid, occasionally teasing an ear tip with a gentle caress.

Legolas was gripping his shoulders and Gimli knew his lover would soon put a stop to the teasing. He paused to just breathe for a minute and to calm himself. His blood raced through his veins; his heart was pounding and his erection straining, leaving trails of wetness on his leggings. Legolas was swaying.

Inhaling deeply, Gimli whispered, letting his breath graze against an ear, "I love you Legolas. I thought to share my name with you before any passion between us but I changed my mind. When you told me that a bond has to be consummated, I concluded that our passion, while not as important as our love, is still something to cherish." He suckled gently on the bottom of the ear. Moaning Legolas wrapped his arms around Gimli.

Quietly Gimli said, "All I am I give you, nothing would I hold back." His tongue swirled the whorls of his elf's ear.

As Legolas panted and massaged his back, Gimli said quietly into the tapered ear, "My name is Barkai." He kissed the appendage gently.

Legolas was motionless now and his eyes shone with happiness. He had moved so Gimli was face to face with him and could hold his eyes easily. Gimli's thumb made a path across the outline of Legolas' lips as he continued; "The last star of the night that remains just above the skyline as the sun begins to rise. I am named after that star. It means star of the dawn."

Legolas made a small, contended sound deep in his throat. "I am right, my lover. You were meant for me. A dwarf named after a star for his elf." He whispered Gimli's secret name in his lover's ear, smiling when his dwarf nodded, affirming that his pronunciation was correct.

"It was my mother's idea." Gimli replied as if that explained everything. Yet his heart rebelled at his mind's continued resistance to believing they were meant to be together.

Legolas only grinned and nestled into Gimli's neck, saying, "For some reason I'm not surprised." His fingers found one of his dwarf's nipples, circling the soft mahogany edges of the sensitive flesh, teasing it up to a hard nub. "It is a gift you give me, sharing yourself with me. My heart rejoices in our love." His finger rested on a peaked nipple.

Gimli felt his erection swell painfully, leaking copiously against his clothes. He kissed Legolas' chin, cupping a nipple with his hand. He could feel the puckered tip peak even more and the racing heartbeat beneath fevered skin.

Suddenly Legolas' lips were on his, demanding an answer. Gimli opened instantly and Legolas' tongue darted in. Beginning a slow stroking over his dwarf's tongue, Legolas panted into Gimli's mouth. Gimli could not hold still, as much as he desired to, and writhed under his love's attentions. Locating the tip of Gimli's tongue, Legolas twirled his own around and then over it. Gimli tugged at Legolas, bringing his elf closer.

Gimli gripped his elf's neck in a silent demand. Legolas slowly withdrew letting his tongue flick over each part of Gimli's own as he eased back to let the dwarf have access to his mouth.

Gimli started his exploration, pausing to swirl his tongue over a certain spot before pulling back and saying, "You taste of luscious wine and flowers here, but not so much here." before Legolas could respond he thrust his tongue into his lover's mouth, delving deep. Legolas cried into his mouth and pulled them both onto the blankets, Gimli coming to rest on top of his elf.

Legolas' fingers found Gimli's leggings and he moaned breaking the kiss. "Love; off" he whispered against his dwarf's lips.

Gimli nodded and began tugging his leggings. Legolas' hands busied themselves by sliding over Gimli's erection, tracing nipples and running fingers through his beard causing the dwarf to struggle with undressing. Gimli's mind followed their dancing path over his body and he gave up trying to remove his clothes.

Gimli started to nip against Legolas' neck as his elf removed the rest of his clothes. Finding a nipple and letting his tongue glide across a rigid tip, Gimli delighted in the soft whimper from Legolas. Surrounding the nipple with his mouth Gimli bit gently, his braids falling over his elf's torso. Legolas bucked in anticipation and pushed his chest into Gimli's mouth.

Moving down slowly, Gimli gave his love's chest hot kisses, letting the braids trail across the quivering body. Dragging his tongue up to a nipple, swirling around it, and then back down to arrive against his love's heated erection and start up again, he enjoyed Legolas' quiet cries. Gimli's fingers grasped a nub and he pinched it lightly, his tongue drifting again to Legolas' pulsating need.

Leaning over Legolas, he let his braids drop to cover the heavy erection, seeing it jerk. They had done this before and Gimli knew Legolas enjoyed the weight of the braids against him and the way they stroked his sacs as the dwarf suckled his cock. Brushing the braids over his elf's swollen flesh elicited needy cries from Legolas. A shudder ran through Legolas as Gimli let the braid's tip slide over the slit of his cock.

Blowing on the swollen head of the leaking erection and letting his braids fall against Legolas' sacs, Gimli smiled at the wailing yelp this produced from his elf. Gimli waited until his treasure's eyes opened and focused on him. Holding Legolas' eyes, he slowly wrapped his mouth around the top of Legolas' dripping arousal. He sucked lightly, tasting the sweetness on his tongue and feeling the length pulse. Gimli moaned, loving each tremble and pant from his elf.

Gimli moaned again, savouring the feel of Legolas as he slowly slid down the rigid shaft, his hands stroking from the thighs to the buttocks before sliding his hand back to a quivering leg to steady it. Legolas' hands were clenching his shoulders. Wrapping his tongue around the firm cock produced a cry from his elf. His tongue played along the underside of the heated flesh, then traced the vein, as Legolas whimpered loudly. Gimli's braids fell on either side of Legolas' erection, making a slow path down, as the dwarf moved, until they teased his elf's sacs with feather like touches. Legolas was gripping the blanket and making little movements underneath him. When his elf's heat pushed into the back of Gimli's throat, the dwarf swallowed him, listening to the cry of joy from Legolas.

Legolas' hands went to Gimli's hair, tugging at it as he thrust forward into Gimli's mouth. He made a wailing sound, the noise heating Gimli, spreading the fire in his loins. He grabbed Legolas' arse, jerking his love forward into his mouth, sucking hard. His braids dropped heavily against his elf's sensitive sacs.

Keening, Legolas' hot seed filled Gimli's mouth. Licking and sucking him down, Gimli greedily devoured his one's essence as Legolas wailed his pleasure. When Legolas' cock had ceased pulsating, Gimli eased off, laying his head just above the softened penis, giving Legolas time to recover. His elf's breath still came in soft hitches.

After a few minutes, Gimli sat up and began undoing his braids, aware that Legolas' eyes were making a descent down his body. The first braid was undone, when Legolas leaned over and with a swirl of his tongue over the tip of Gimli's dripping penis caused the dwarf's hands to still.

"You can ignore me," Legolas muttered his breath covering Gimli's cock.

Gimli managed an "Aye." although he was positive there was no possibility of ignoring the elf that had wrapped a hot mouth around his cock and was attempting to sing at the same time. Gimli's fingers shook as he undid the second tie. "Legolas..."

"Ummm?" Legolas' lips pursed around Gimli's shaft, he slowly moved up and down twirling his tongue and making sounds that might have been singing if his mouth had not been full.

Gimli's fingers nestled into his elf's hair as he moaned and panted. As Legolas' mouth drifted upwards, his fingers replaced the heated dampness of his tongue. Stroking slowly, he said, "Gimli, I want you."

His breath hastening, Gimli nodded, laying back. He pulled Legolas on top of him, loving the weight of his elf covering him. He charted Legolas' lips with a finger. Legolas bit at the tip and his lips captured his dwarf's mouth, sucking on the lower lip. His fingers rubbed Gimli's firm back. Gimli could feel the slight stirring of Legolas' cock against his belly. Shuddering, he pushed his needy member against his love.

Legolas released his lip. Gimli rolled his lover over to his side. He nudged Legolas' ear with his nose. "Turn over."

Legolas made a small keening sound as he shifted to lie on his stomach. Gimli's hands covered his arse and began kneading. As Gimli reached for the oil, he slid his back across Legolas enjoying the feel of the silky skin. His heavy cock nudged Legolas' side while Gimli began kissing upwards along Legolas' spine. Arriving at Legolas' neck, he bit gently as his lover whimpered under him. Trailing his tongue slowly along Legolas' back, he paused to kiss and suck gently. He noticed Legolas' hands clutching into the blankets and smiled.

Gimli let his beard brush across his elf, watching as his elf grabbed a pillow and shoved his head into it moaning loudly. Placing kisses against the tight flesh, Gimli bit softly then soothed with long licks. His hands continued to stroke Legolas' arse.

As stimulated as Gimli was, he felt hesitant over the actions he was pondering. He and Legolas rarely used this position. He preferred to see Legolas' face as rapture overtook it. And he had never done what he was contemplating. Elves might have objections to these acts. He suckled on the taut skin at the base of his lover's back while he thought. Reaching around and sliding his hand underneath the heated trembling body, Gimli felt Legolas' renewed arousal and heard the gasp as his fingers fondled the hardened flesh.

Still he debated. Legolas was his, had been for awhile, and tonight made it official. "I bind myself to you and will belong to you alone for all eternity." Legolas' words at the ceremony echoed in his heart and Gimli's decision was made. His elf could always stop him. Legolas was whimpering softly as Gimli gave a swift stroke to his cock before easing his hand away.

Gimli tenderly separated Legolas' cheeks, exposing the tiny opening. His elf jerked, moaning in response. Gimli lovingly kissed the private entrance, flicking his tongue over it first and then completely around the puckered hole.

A scream from Legolas and Gimli stopped again. That most certainty did not sound like protest. Gliding his tongue over the hole, Gimli felt the shudder that shook his elf's entire body. Legolas was making a noise that seemed a mixture of keening and breathless singing.

Alternating between kissing and flicking his tongue across Legolas' entrance, Gimli knew his elf was enjoying his attentions. Legolas' voice rose with each swirl of Gimli's tongue over his entrance. His elf's fingers were wringing the blanket under them.

Encouraged, Gimli carefully slid his tongue a bit inside the heated channel, letting his beard rub Legolas' arse. Legolas was shaking and Gimli used a hand to steady his elf's hips.

Plunging his tongue in and out of the muscle produced sudden silence that almost stopped Gimli in his actions. But then Legolas took a hitched breath and mumbled something. Gimli was not sure what was said as the words were mingled with a moan but he believed it to be "by the stars."

Gimli's tension eased and he concentrated now on giving pleasure. Thrusting with his tongue, he let his beard rub against his elf as Legolas shivered around him. Sliding in the hot channel, he swirled the tip of his tongue over the silken walls, wringing cries from Legolas. He pulled out and glided his tongue across his Legolas' opening before thrusting in again. Legolas was shaking around him as he worked. Satisfied with the results of his efforts, Gimli started a pattern of pushing inside Legolas and then letting his tongue circle his elf's entrance.

Minutes later, Legolas went still and then with words mingled with pants he said, "Now, Gimli." in a most demanding tone.

Gimli leaned up and bit gently on the buttock nearest to him. Legolas breathlessly cried out. Gimli shifted up and moved between Legolas' spread legs. Pressing his heavy member between his elf's cheeks he rubbed the head over the entrance. Legolas pushed up into him as Gimli reached for the oil.

Gimli's breath came in gasps as he shoved open the bottle and poured the viscous fluid over his fingers and his rigid cock. Gimli halted and lifted the bottle closer to his nose. The contents had a smell very similar to the soap he was fond of.

Tugging Legolas' hips higher, Gimli pressed a digit gently against Legolas' entry. His elf whimpered and shoved against him as Gimli slipped a finger in. The dwarf observed the channel close tightly around his finger and felt his erection jump in anticipation. Legolas clenched around his finger and Gimli groaned.

Easing another finger in, Gimli stretched his fingers, preparing and whispering love to his elf. Legolas would grip his digits, only to relax and pant. Gimli rocked against him as he tried not to let his own desire control him.

Moving above Legolas, Gimli rested his weeping length on the waiting entrance. Sliding the tip of his erection over the opening he lingered over it, rubbing gently.

"Saes, meleth-nin."

Pushing slowly in each inch seeming to shorten his breath further, he moaned loudly as Legolas pushed against him trying to draw him in faster. The tightness welcomed him causing the fire in his body to flare. He gasped as he suppressed the urge to sink hard and fast into the depths that grabbed him.

Legolas exhaled, gripping the pillow next to him. He shifted upward. Gimli was still as his elf settled around his rigid cock, waiting for Legolas to indicate he was ready. His lover pressed back and Gimli cried out as the rest of his shaft was captured deep into the heated passage.

Gimli halted and savoured the view of his lover: the tight buttocks, the firm back that rose with every deep inhalation, blonde hair over strong shoulders. Legolas' head was turned to his side and a tip of one ear peeked through his hair. The snug channel quivered and grasped around Gimli's cock, begging to be plundered. Gimli started to thrust when his eyes fell on the willow branch that they had puzzled over.

Legolas was making restless movements and Gimli glanced back at the beautiful tapered ear and grinned. How many times had he wished he could reach Legolas' ears while being deep inside his elf? He grabbed the willow stick.

Thrusting gently Gimli moved upwards knowing he had found that certain spot when Legolas made a keening sound and moved back into him. Taking the stick, Gimli brushed the soft end against the ear tip. Legolas' propelled back into him with a loud cry. Impelling his cock against that spot, Gimli rocked back and forth over it while brushing the ear. Legolas' cries grew louder. Laying down on Legolas enough to ease the weight on his arm, Gimli stretched the other arm out to play with the other ear while prodding the area inside that caused Legolas to buck under him.

Gimli dropped the willow. Plunging faster and harder now into the channel, all Gimli could feel was the tightness and heat of the smooth walls. He was aware of Legolas' hands curling and uncurling at his side and the breathless whimpers.

Gimli released the hips that fit so well in his hands, and rubbed Legolas' arse. Spreading the cheeks wide open, he shifted to watch himself slide into the heated passage. His broad cock was enclosed around an entrance that seemed too small to open so widely for him. Moving almost completely out Gimli watched his width thrust back and be hidden inside the heated cavity, past the clenching entrance. An inferno seemed to build in his loins and he rested against the channel's rise, hoping not to spend. Shutting his eyes, Gimli squeezed Legolas' cheeks together and began thrusting rapidly, the damp tightness driving him on. Legolas' hands continued the clenching, working the blanket as though to unravel it.

Slowing his pace, Gimli seized the branch and caressed Legolas' ear tip with it while rocking across his elf's pleasure spot. Wailing Legolas tensed under Gimli and the dwarf experienced an intense flash of bliss and heat like a lightening bolt blazing through his body. His cock swelling and throbbing as Legolas clenched around him, Gimli cried out as he exploded deep within his lover's body. Shaking and panting Gimli let the tremors of pleasure course through him. Legolas was keening and trembling.

Gimli stayed unmoving for awhile and then carefully eased out of his beloved's body. He reached to gather Legolas in his arms but the slight shaking of Legolas' shoulders stopped him. He laid a hand on Legolas' arm and searched his feelings. He felt nothing from the warm sensation in his chest that was the bond except happiness. Still Gimli wondered now if his own actions of love had caused his elf distress.

"Love?"

A muttered, "Uma?" was his only answer.

Gimli frowned. "Are you upset?"

Legolas in one quick motion was at Gimli's side, nuzzling his face in his dwarf's beard. "N'uma."

Gimli caressed Legolas' face and felt wetness. Before he could question his elf further, Legolas said, "Overwhelmed with happiness. I'm overwhelmed with joy."

Gimli enclosed Legolas in his arms tightly.

After a few minutes, Legolas lifted his head, and gazing at Gimli asked, "Do you think I'm weak?"

Gimli perceived that he was being asked about the tears and also realised that they were still discovering each other despite the closeness. His fingers caressed his one's face as he said, "If you are weak, then so am I. I've done the same."

"You have?"

"Aye, the night of King Elessar's wedding."

Legolas sighed. "That's not the same. You had a reason, my one. You were crying because I love a mortal."

"No. I was crying because you bring me such happiness that it feels as if there is not room in my heart for it and my whole being is buried under it. Wonderful experience, it is, mir nin."

Legolas' smile was bright now. "I love you, too." His head went to Gimli's chest now. Legolas spooned around Gimli.

"Legolas, I believe I felt your pleasure tonight."

"I felt yours." Legolas snuggled into his Gimli's chest, his fingers finding the end of the dwarf's beard to play with. "Even when we are apart, I will know if you are well, for I can sense your heartbeat next to mine."

Gimli caressed Legolas' silky hair. "I could feel yours very strongly tonight and for awhile I thought my own had slowed. I can't perceive either now. As I experienced it once, I'm hopeful that in time, I will always have your heartbeat next to mine, too. I can discern the bond effortlessly."

Legolas' fingers moved deeper into his dwarf's beard and he said "We love so passionately that if the flowers changed anything, I cannot tell. Later perhaps, we will do that lovely exchange again and you can have more. I believe they are harmless enough. I could lay with you for hours and trade such treats. We are not expected to show for meals for at least three days. They'll bring food to the door." He stretched and then threw a leg over Gimli.

Gimli smoothed his elf's tresses back so he could glimpse an ear and said, "Good. We've some other things I'd like to try, too." He ran his finger along the bottom of an ear. "Whose idea would it have been to give us something so I can reach your ears at all times?"

Legolas answered, "Celduil's idea which he would have taken to Tasar for the implementing. Usually, Celduil dreams it up and brings any notions of his to me. My part is to give objections so he can fix any problems with the idea. Then it is brought to Tasar to be made or done. Obviously, they left me out of this one. I shall have to forgive them for the bottles' labels. Especially, as I helped Celduil decorate Tasar and Lisse's rooms the night of their bonding."

Gimli smiled. "So I guess Tasar owed you a favour on your bonding night. I do not have brothers but I can tell yours love you. Tasar's whole face lights when you enter a room and Celduil can't walk pass you without patting you on the back."

As Gimli talked, Legolas stroked his beard. "I love your beard, my one."

Gimli grinned. "I did not notice." His fingers followed the outline of an ear. "I'm very fond of your ears."

"Really?" Legolas said with tones of laughter.

"Really." He massaged the tip gently and recalled Legolas' statement of how he did not trust easily. "My elf, the trust you give me honours me. It is a great gift."

Legolas moved upward and kissed Gimli's chin. He laid his head next to Gimli's and continued playing with the dwarf's beard. One leg stayed over Gimli.

Gimli's ponderings went to Celduil and Lastand. He hoped that they had made their peace and were celebrating love just as he and his elf were.

Gimli let his thoughts linger over the beauty of the night they shared. His musings took a shift to other memories. His sister's wedding had been a lavish affair. Not what his sister had wanted but Gloin had carried on for so long about how no daughter of his would have less than a big ceremony.

The deciding factor, though, had been that Dorin had the same trouble he and Legolas had when selecting who to invite. His list kept getting longer and finally he had, fearing Gimli's sister's upset, presented her with two parchments of names. Aalin had laughed and said "Take it to father and make him happy."

Gimli had said to Naur afterwards, "I guess those who choose to love another male are wise. They can avoid such aggravation."

Naur had taken a big sip of his ale and said, "I cherish the memory of my wedding. As for loving another male, there are those would love to have the opportunity to be openly acknowledged by the community."

Gimli hadn't understood then but now comprehension arrived. If Legolas' father had not wanted that contract, there would have been no ceremony and Gimli already viewed it with great love. Gimli valued the blessings they had received tonight. His thoughts went to his own father. He was not sure how he would bear it if Gloin decided to ignore Legolas. Better perhaps to be disowned and get it over with then have their love not be acknowledged.

"Legolas, I am glad your Lord wanted this contract. This might be the only time I'm given the opportunity to state my love for you so openly. I like your father."

Legolas gazed up at him. "You do?"

"Aye."

His words brought him the gift of a smile and a song as Legolas began singing, changing the words slightly:

"You're the beacon of my night

The sunlight of my days

As I rest within your arms

I know you'll love me always..."

Gimli closed his eyes as his fingers stroked Legolas' hair. He let the happiness and love in his heart flow around them and cover them both.

Tbc.
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