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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
Feedback: Yes please! Put a gift for me under the Christmas tree by leaving feedback :) honestly I love it more than presents ;)

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.

Written for the

legolasaragorn Holiday Challenge

“Are you ready?” Aragorn panted heavily. He had to pull up all the self-control he had to wait and not thrust into the beautiful body immediately.

“Yessss.” Legolas hissed, his body aching for release. He felt somehow incomplete since Aragorn had withdrawn his fingers. The head of the man’s cock pressed at his opening and the elf did everything he could to relax again. Slowly Aragorn pushed through the tight ring of muscles, entering his beloved bit by bit. A low groan bubbled over his lips, the hot tightness around his cock driving him crazy. He wanted to move badly but knew that it would be too early for Legolas. So he gave the elf time to adjust, his hands pressed to the blanket at the sides of Legolas head. When the blonde pushed his hips up and slung his second leg around Aragorn’s waist he finally moved. He drew back and pushed into the velvet channel again, changing his angle so that he hit the prostate with each thrust.

Soon the moaning of both elf and man filled the garden while their bodies danced in the ancient rhythm of love. Aragorn stroked Legolas erection in the same rhythm he trusted into him and soon both of them could feel their orgasm approaching. Legolas came first, spilling his warm seed over the other’s hand and his belly, moaning. When Aragorn felt the muscles contract around his cock he couldn’t hold back any longer. With the name of his beloved on his lips he shed his semen in the other body, collapsing onto his lover.

When both of them had calmed down Aragorn withdrew and gathered Legolas in his arms. The blonde snuggled close to his lover, a tired smile on his lips. Neither of them knew what fortune had planned for them, nor that their next Christmas would be veiled by sorrow and fear.

TBC