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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.

“Estel…” he finally managed to gasp breathlessly.

Aragorn looked up lazily but seemed to understand since he withdrew from the slightly red ear. His lips caressed the silk skin again before he moved deeper, leaving a wet trail of kisses on Legolas’ hairless chest. His lips closed over the still hard nipple, circling it with his tongue and suckling gently.

“Ai…” Legolas moaned, his hand entangled in Aragorn’s hair, his body lifting up to get closer to the other’s body. But Aragorn had other plans, his hands held Legolas’ hips down while he continued to kiss every inch of the beautiful, pale skin.

Legolas couldn’t help a light laugh when Aragorn spread kisses over his belly. It tickled but didn’t take away the tension he was feeling. Since he had never lain with anyone before, he was sensitive to every touch, his climax building up fast.

He tried his best to hold himself back but a loud moan escaped his lips when the warm tongue dipped into his navel. Aragorn pulled Legolas’ leggings down, freeing the erection of his beloved. Legolas gasped, feeling exposed and needy at the same time. He couldn’t quite place his feelings because everything seemed to blur. His body was on fire, longing for sweet release. The blue eyes of the elf snapped open when Aragorn’s tongue flickered teasingly over the head of his cock before hot lips surrounded him. The sensation of the hot wetness around his arousal nearly pushed Legolas over the edge. The ranger licked his shaft and soon the tension became too much.

TBC