Disclaimer: Only Aria is mine everything else is Tolkien's – this is the alternative version for Reflections, chapter 10
Legolas held Aria close to him as they danced to the soft music and he couldn't help but smile. The day had been perfect. He pressed a kiss against his wife's forehead as she laid her head against his shoulder.
Yet he was still nervous. And he was pretty sure that Aria was as well, but she would never let on that she was. But he wasn't nervous about being intimate with his wife. No, he was nervous about how Aria was going to handle the entire situation.
It had only been a few weeks since the horrific events that had left deep mental scars for Aria. While the physical ones had all healed, Legolas was pretty sure that the mental ones had not. Her nightly visits with nightmares had all but vanished, but there were times that he knew that Aria would be thinking about what had happened to her. That would be when he would quickly do something to change her thought process – give her a kiss, ask her a question, distract her – anything to get her thinking again.
Maybe, just maybe, he could replace some of those bad memories with some good ones.
"Come on," he whispered. "Let's slip away before too many notice that we've taken our leave for the night."
Aria looked up at him and nodded, biting her bottom lip a little. Legolas gently kissed her lips before leading her out of the Great Hall.
Legolas led her through silent corridors in a part of the palace that she had never been in before. She figured that this had to be where the Royal Family resided. Then it dawned on her. That now meant her as well. While she was lost in her thoughts, she hadn't noticed that her husband had stopped, and then quickly swept her up into his arms. The look of surprise on her face brought a small chuckle to his lips.
"You need to learn to stop daydreaming, meleth nin," he said as he entered a room that was lit by candlelight. He carried her inside then set her back on her feet. "These are my quarters – well our quarters now," he said as he shut and latched the door behind him.
Aria took in the large expanse of a room around her. It was a circular room with a large bed in the center, along with a picture window. She noticed that Legolas' various bows were strewn about in one of the corners near a chair along with his dual long knives. Then he had several bookshelves of books. Lastly there was a shelf full of woodcarvings of various animals. The room was very humble, not too fancy, but so Legolas.
"It's perfect," she said turning towards him and smiling.
Without saying a word, Legolas leaned down and captured his wife in a fiery kiss – pouring all his love, fear, anxiety and desire into that one kiss. Aria returned the kiss with just as much emotion – if not more. As they broke apart from their kiss after several seconds, a tear slipped down Aria's cheek. "What is it meleth nin?" Legolas asked, wiping the tear away.
"Nerves," she whispered avoiding her husband's piercing blue eyes.
"I have them too," he whispered back.
She looked up at him and smiled softly. "Make me yours," she softly said.
"As you wish, meleth nin," he said as he gently ran a hand down the side of her face before taking the circlet out of her hair and allowing it all to cascade around her face as he set the circlet to the side. He had already taken his out and set it to the side when Aria was looking around his room. No need for adornments – they would only get in the way.
He slowly and carefully helped Aria out of her gown, since it was far too beautiful to rip off her body in a moment of unbridled passion. In return, Legolas had slipped his tunic top off, so that he stood bare chested against Aria's bare body as he kissed her deeply as his hands explored her curves. The simple touch of Aria's bare skin was setting him on fire.
Not being able to stand for much longer, he led Aria to the bed and lay down with her and continued to kiss as his hands explored her body more – pinching and stroking her taunt nipples, cupping and rolling her soft breasts and even massaging her stomach. Yet he didn't dare go any lower at the moment. He'd hold out for just a few more minutes.
During their kisses and exploration, Aria had begun to gently rub her knee against his groin, eliciting a deep moan from him as her hands trailed from his toned stomach and chest muscles then up to the tips of his pointed ears. It was the tips of his ears that just about sent him into a frenzy. Aria had known that stroking the tips of an elf's ears was a turn on for them, but she didn't know that it would cause her husband to capture her in such a fiery kiss. She would have to remember that for future reference.
"You are going to be the death of me," Legolas lustfully whispered towards his wife as he stood up and rid himself of his leggings.
Before he could crawl back in bed with her, Aria stopped him.
"What?" he asked.
"I just want to admire my husband's body," she said looking him up and down from his broad shoulders to tone, muscular chest to his hard penis that was aching to be one with her. Legolas smiled as he indulged his wife for a few more seconds before pouncing back on her in bed. He was far too needy at the moment.
He quickly captured her in a deep kiss as his hand slipped down between her legs and gently began to rub her bud. She moaned into the kiss. He continued his assault on her senses as he moved his kisses to her neck and collarbone as he worked his way down her body, stopping at each of her taunt nipples where he sucked and rolled each one around his tongue briefly. He kept up his trail of kisses along her stomach, down her hips and eventually to the insides of her thighs where they then latched to her bud. Aria let out a yelp of surprise before her eyes rolled back and she began to moan and shake as Legolas brought her to her first orgasm of the night. Without giving her much time to recover, Legolas lifted himself up and situated himself so that his penis brushed against Aria's opening.
Aria, whose eyes had been closed, opened them and looked up at her husband who was now looking down her, waiting her permission to push on. All it took was a simple smile from her. Legolas captured her in another fiery kiss as he slowly pushed into his wife for the first time. It took a few seconds, but eventually Legolas' full length was sheathed inside of Aria. There was a bit of pain, but it wasn't like the pain from before – this pain was quickly replaced by pleasure as Legolas slowly began to move in and out of her.
"I love you Aria," Legolas whispered in her ear, the faster his hips thrust against hers. She couldn't help but moan and cry out his name as she was sent into a state of bliss once again. As Aria's muscles clinched around him, Legolas lost himself inside of her. At that moment, they felt their world click and everything came into a much brighter focus.
Legolas collapsed against Aria, who wrapped her arms around him as they lay there in each other's arms, trying to catch their breath.
"I love you Legolas." Aria said, snuggling in his arms and kissing him. "Thank you for taking care of me."
"Always my love. Always," he said kissing her once again as he rolled off her and began another round of love making with his wife.