"Is there really no other male Elven couple in Middle Earth that has been bound?" Aragorn tilted his head.

"Actually, I do not know. Galadriel might know."

"I wonder why no one has really objected your relationship,W Gimli mused. "I mean, male and male are not supposed to be together if you look closer at it."

"I know, Gimli. I had to answer that question a hundred times why I wanted to bind myself to a male Elf instead of taking him as a lover and bind myself to Linaewen, my first and only female lover."

"Well?"

"Because Haldir and I were made for each other. Chosen by the Valar to be together. I very often asked myself if it was wise of us to walk that path. But Galadriel's Mirror silenced all doubts for it showed us the intentions of the Valar."

"It should not matter, Gimli," Aragorn added. "They loved each other. They still do. And love is definitely not a question of sex."

"I do not question that, Aragorn. I saw them two together in the Golden Woods. And I do not know any finer couple. Even not you and the Lady Arwen, I am sorry."

Legolas had to smile at the Dwarf he grew so fond over the passed months. Every time he looked at the bearded and shriveled face of Gimli, he was reminded of Haldir's dislike for the Dwarves. And thinking of his dislike for the Dwarves, he was reminded of things Haldir liked.

~o0o~

Legolas woke to a burning sensation. He couldn't locate it precisely for it washed over him like the waters of the Forest River at home. Hands have claimed his body, mapping huscluscles, pressing him against another body. Lips were tracing the curve of his ear. Breath kept fanning over the sensitive tip into the hollow of the shell. Teeth were napping at his ear lobe, and a new wave of desire flooded through Legolas. "Haldir," he sighed hoarsely.

"I am sorry, vanimaer that it took me so long to follow you," he whispered never ceasing to caress the lithe body before his.

"Doesn't matter... You're here now..."

Legolas turned within the embrace to face his lover. "I love you, Haldir."

"I love you, too."

Haldir's hands travelled over Legolas' back, caressing every inch of skin he found. Legolas captured his mouth in a passionate kiss. His hands glid down to Haldir's tight buttocks to squeeze them tenderly, dipping his fingers into the cleft. Tentatively at first, but as Haldir was mimicking his caress in a more fierce manner he felt encouraged.

"Be gentle with me, meleth-nín," Legolas asked. "I have never been with a male before..."

"I know, lirimaer. You have told me before. I promise I will be as gentle as possible." To prove his point he bent Legolas neck to lick the delicate skin. "I can't resist you, Legolas," he moaned into his skin, biting down softly.

"Gods, Haldir!" Legolas' body bucked towards Haldir grinding their erections together. "What are you doing to me?"

"Pleasuring you. I hope," he laughed softly.

Legolas flipped him onto his back, straddling his hips. Slowly he dropped his head to feast at Haldir's perfect chest. Finding one of his sensitive nipples, Legolas started to suck and bite them tenderly. At the same time, he began to move his hips against Haldir's, feeling the elder Elf bucking and writhing beneath him, hearing him moaning out his name. He kissed his way down his abdomen to linger around his navel. He slid further down until he fully laid between Haldir's thighs. He marvelled at Haldir's hard shaft daring to taste it lavishly. Encouraged by the soft cries and moans escaping Haldir, Legolas swallowed Haldir's cock. The Elf thrusted unconsciously upwards groaning deeply. "Legolas... Stop... I'm not going to last..." Haldir moaned when he felt the vibrations through Legolas' laughter. "Please..."

But Legolas didn't stop to lick and tease and suck Haldir until his lover thrusted up one last time, crying out his name when he came deep in Legolas' throat.

Legolas licked Haldir clean before he crept up Haldir's body again. He kissed Haldir hungryly, sucking at his lips and tongue like he had sucked his cock before.

"It's been long since I tasted myself on the lips of another..." Haldir whispered. "But now I want to taste you." He flipped Legolas to his back. "I want to taste everything that is you..."

Legolas closed his eyes as Haldir began to explore his body, taking his time to discover sensitive spots even Legolas' didn't know existed. He squirmed beneath the gentle touch, only to be rewarded with another one. Coherency had long left his mind. He was only capable of feeling. Of giving in to the sensation of Haldir's lips and hands and skin. Of reaching out with his own hands to feel his lover.

He gasped as one finger traveled past his pelvis, diving down to finger the tight entrance to Legolas' body. He instinctively tensed when the finger probed to seek entrance.

"Relax, lirimaer. I do not want to cause you discomfort. You have to relax," Haldir was whispering into his ear.

Legolas swallowed, willing his body to relax. He felt the probing finger entering his body carefully. He reflexively clenched his muscles to block the intrusion. Instantly, the finger stopped moving until Legolas relaxed again. He could feel the finger changing its angle, aiming for something deep inside him. When it found what it was searching for Legolas cried out in sheer pleasure, arching and bucking against the finger. The finger eagerly complied brushing against the sweet spot over and over again. Soon the hot and wet mouth of Haldir over Legolas hardened length added to the burning sensation building within his body.

"Take me... Take me now," Legolas pleaded helplessly beneath Haldir's ministrations.

"Not yet, meleth-nín. You are not ready yet. I do not want to hurt you."

"You will not hurt me, melethron-nín. I want you."

"At least, let me prepare you properly," Haldir asked, his voice laden with desire and unfulfilled want.

He got up and went to the guest room, only to return some moments later, carrying a small phial. He knelt between Legolas legs, pushing them up and apart. He poured some of the phial's content into his hands, coating his own cock with the liquid. He added a few drops to Legolas' tight entrance before Legolas felt the finger entering him again. When he relaxed Haldir added a second finger, stretching him further.

"Damn it, Haldir," Legolas growled. "I want you now! Do not make me wait any longer!" He reached for Haldir's cock and placed its head on his entrance. "Please..."

Haldir sighed. Legolas knew Haldir wouldn't deny him anymore. He closed his eyes, feeling Haldir's cock pushing against and beyond his guard until he was fully sheathed within Legolas' tight passage. He felt Haldir's mouth next to his ear. "Are you all right, vanimaer?"

"Yes, I am, meleth-nín," he reassured him. "Please... Don't stop. I need you..." He gasped as Haldir moved inside him.

"Like this?" he could almost hear the smirk in Haldir's voice as he elicited another unconscious moan from his lover.

Legolas pulled Haldir close to kiss him. He did not want to talk. He only wanted to feel. To taste. To experience. He had never thought that this pleasure Haldir was ripping from his body and mind was actually possible. That it would continue to build and spiral to new heights when Haldir brushed against the spot deep inside of Legolas.

"Legolas..."

"Let go, love. Feel me... Take me..."

Haldir groaned, the whispered words driving him closer to the edge of release. He reached for Legolas' erection, matching his strokes with his thrusts. Legolas bucked into Haldir's hand, coming with his name on his lips. His clenching muscles sent Haldir over the edge as well, and he all but screamed his release into Legolas' mouth. Exhausted, he collapsed on top of Legolas, panting heavily. Legolas dropped a kiss on Haldir's temple, holding his beloved close.

~o0o~

Coming to his senses again, Haldir slipped out of Legolas. He dropped to his side, pulling Legolas into a tight embrace. He couldn't help but smile into Legolas skin when he saw the bite mark on Legolas neck.

"I have marked you," he said playfully.

"You didn't have to," Legolas answered. "I am yours."

"I do know that. What about everyone else?"

"I think there isn't anyone that does not know by now." He laughed. "I think I ensured that."

He felt a wet tongue tracing the curve of his neck. Legolas closed his eyes, tilting his head to grant Haldir better access. "That feels so good," he groaned deep in his throat.

"I just love how responsive you are. But don't you think you have enough for this night?"

"I didn't start this again," he said playfully. "I don't mind, though."

"I hope so!" Haldir sounded offended, so Legolas turned his head, but he found the Elf smirking.

"You are making fun of me!" he accused Haldir.

"I would never make fun of you, lirimaer," he replied seriously. "At least, not in matters of the heart."

~o0o~

"Legolas?" Aragorn shook the lithe body. "Legolas, are you still with us?"

Legolas eyes focused again and he smiled at the worried face of the ranger. "Ai, Aragorn, I am still with you. Why?"

"You looked distant..."

The ranger still was worried about the well-being of Legolas. The Elf looked pale and the glow that emanated from his skin already began to fade. They were losing Legolas. The question was when the Elf would give in to the grief.

"I was just thinking of Haldir..." Suddenly, a sob traveled through the Elf. Neither Aragorn nor Gimli hesitated to place a comforting arm around Legolas. The Elf finally let go and allowed himself to cry for the loss of his soulbond. He shook violently in the arms of his friends, not longer being able to keep the demons at bay that were haunting his thoughts. He couldn't forget the dead eyes of his love as his brothers Rumil and Orophin carried him off the battle field. Carried Haldir away from him. He wanted to accompany them back to Lothlórien, but they declined his request. He was needed in battle. Haldir wouldn't have wanted Legolas to neglect his duties to the Fellowship because of him. "I left him," Legolas sobbed softly. "I left him alone. I failed him."

"Nay, Legolas, don't say such a thing. You know it isn't true and grief is speaking now instead of reason."

"Reason?" Legolas eyes flashed with anger. "There is no reason behind this madness! This should have ended three thousand years ago! But evil was allowed to endure! It is because of men that Haldir is dead! It is your fault!"

Aragorn was dumbfounded. He knew that Legolas was a high-tempered Elf and lashed out from time to time. But this... Though the man knew it was born out of grief it hurt.