Title: LotR Advent
Challenge: Light One Candle Pt. 20/24
Author: Deathangelgw
Disclaimer: They aren't
mine, but damned if I didn't wish that they were.
Warnings: AU, sap, angst,
slash hints
Pairings: Elrohir/Legolas
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Day Twenty of the
Advent Challenge-> Legolas and Elrohir have a special ritual to remember the day
they met.
Beta: none since I want to
get this posted right away, so any mistakes are all MINE!
A/N: This is for an Advent
Challenge that I had posted/taken up. Each day will be a different
person/pairing from LotR. I'd like to thank Iniquity for keeping this up and
wish everyone a blessed Christmas! Enjoy! Please review!
A/N2:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh this is so late!! Sorry everyone!!
‘thoughts’
A gentle smile came to
Legolas' lips as he watched his lover move about their room in preparation for
that night's celebrations. The Prince was already dressed and now had the
pleasure of watching his beloved rush around in frantic preparation, which was
unusual enough to warrant careful watching. He rolled his eyes though as Elrohir
started to work on his hair and managed to make one braid too thick and the
other a small wisp of entwined locks. Standing, he went to his love's side and
took up the fumbled with hair and proceeded to braid in beads as well as ribbon
into the raven silk.
Elrohir sighed and relaxed
as he smiled up at his lover, eyes shining with love and gratitude. Legolas
cocked an eyebrow at him, and then leaned down to brush their lips together.
"Why are you so rushed, melethen?" he murmured quietly as he finished one
looping braid and began the other. (my love)
"I wish to be done early so
that you and I might do something," Elrohir admitted with another sigh as he
relaxed and just enjoyed the nimble fingers dance along his hair.
"That would only mess up
what we are fixing now," Legolas replied teasingly as he grinned, snickering as
Elrohir slapped at him playfully.
"Not that, meleth! There is
something else," Elrohir shot back with a smile as Legolas finished with his
hair and he pulled on his silver and black dress robe. Legolas watched his
beloved admiringly as he stepped back to observe. Turning to his blond Prince,
Elrohir smiled adoringly. "Shall we go to that now? Before the celebrations?" he
asked invitingly as he offered his silver and black trimmed arm. (love)
"I would be delighted,"
Legolas purred out as he threaded his own deep green and gold cloaked arm with
his lover's and they headed out into the cold winter's night. They went down the
path towards Elrohir's favorite garden and went silently between the two bare
willows that guarded the entrance with the whip-like branches. The moonlight lit
the snow covered scenery, giving it an almost ghostly feel as it shimmered on
the frozen landscape.
Legolas sighed
appreciatively, loving the garden even more as it chimed quietly in worshipping
song to the cold night. They came to the small gazebo where it wasn't unusual
for them to spend the day in, making love or just being together. He blushed
softly as they went inside and he saw the place lit with soft candlelight.
But in the center of the
gazebo, there was a small pedestal that held two candle holders, each graced
with a golden taper. They went towards it and Legolas looked up at his love in
confusion. Elrohir smiled back gently, and then took up a small lighting twig.
"It has been a year since we first declared our love, Legolas. I wanted to light
these candles for us to remember that you are my light and that shall never
fade."
"Oh Elrohir…this is
wonderful," Legolas whispered tearfully as he smiled, then placed his hand over
Elrohir's as the Peredhel Prince took the now lit twig and they lit both
candles.
"Light the first candle of
our love. One year of light and more to come. Let the Valar bless us with more
and help us to always stay true to that love," Elrohir whispered softly, smiling
as Legolas repeated the gentle words on the second candle's lighting. He blew
the twig out, and then wrapped an arm around his blond Prince's waist, kissing
him deeply.
"Thank you, my love…this is
so special," Legolas whispered against Elrohir's lips while lazily kissing him
in return. Elrohir smiled gently in response before their kiss deepened once
more, the warmth of their love chasing away the cold of that winter's night.
~Fin
