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Title: The secret garden
Author: Greenleaf
Pairing: Aragorn/Legolas
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is fiction. The wonderful elf and human belong to Tolkien. I have no clue if Christmas is known in middle-earth and all of this is made up.
Beta read by: The wonderful, awesome, and lovely

sylvanelfqueen
Warnings: M/M sex, slight hint of MPREG
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A/N: This story is dedicated to all the nice people supporting and encouraging me and reading my stories. There will be a short part each day until christmas ;)

Special thanks to:

My mother Thanks for having faith in me, thanks for always helping me out and for letting me live my dreams.
Squeak Thank you for everything. You were the one helping Waking Nightmare out of the cupboard and finally brought me back to my passion: writing. Thank you for your encouragement. You make me go on, honestly *hug* I wouldn’t know what to do without you.

Moments later the Dunadán felt something cool in his hand and looked down curiously. In his palm lay a silver piece of jewellery, shimmering in the night. The crystal stones glittered slightly. Aragorn’s eyes widened. It was the necklace Legolas had been wearing since he had met him. He had gotten it from his mother before her death.

“Legolas I can not take this.”

But the blonde elf took Aragorn’s hand again to close his palm over the jewel.

“Yes you can. I gave it to you and I want you to take it. It would make me sad if you refuse my gift. I want to spend my life with you…all of my lifetime because without you there is no life for me.” He paused, cheeks flushed. He felt awkward and didn’t even know if Aragorn wanted his gift or thought of him as a fool, babbling romantic stuff.

“My mother told me that the light of the Evenstar doesn’t wax and wane. It is constant, even in the greatest darkness and I wish that its light will shine upon us.” He added, nervously playing with the hem of his shirt. There was silence for a few seconds before Legolas felt the hot lips of his lover on his cheek again.

TBC