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... that made Aragorn feel he was truly, completely out of place in this world, unskilled to cope with it.

He sighed, resisting the urge to use his fist to shatter the coffeemaker. Why was it that this morning the damn thing wouldn't drip the water down into the filter he'd duly filled with coffee powder the way he'd been shown to do?

He'd come to love coffee, had come to rely on the kick it gave to his body first thing in the morning, on the bitter taste of it stinging his tongue. But above all he was addicted to the scent of it. The explosion of it when he got the tin out of the fridge and opened it to scoop the stuff out, the warm fragrance wafting up as drop after drop made it through the coffee powder down into the jug...

He poked the machine, checked the plug and made a frustrated sound.

He so wanted a mug of coffee and he wanted it now.

Date: 2006-02-12 03:12 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
From the hallway, Weps can hear the frustrated sounds coming from the kitchen and it makes him smile. From the lack of the usual smell of coffee that fills the house at this time of the day, he surmises that the source of the ranger's frustration is the coffeemaker. Weps yawns, and scratches his belly as he enters the kitchen, his skin still half damp from the shower. He grins at Aragorn who is giving the coffeemaker an evil stare. Weps finishes fastening his jeans and throws open the fridge door to look for the orange juice.

"What's up, ranger?" he asks softly, as he raises the carton to his lips. "Coffee machine playing hard to get?"

Date: 2006-02-12 06:08 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Aragorn, who has been bending over the coffeemaker glaring at it as if willing it to work, gives Weps a sullen look. Why couldn't coffee come out of a carton the way the damn orange juice Weps is drinking does?

"It's probably just slow in starting this morning..." he replies, reluctant to admit failure, as he gives the machine a little shove, hoping it will jolt it into action.

Date: 2006-02-13 05:36 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"Like me, you mean," Weps replies with a chuckle and takes another mouthful of juice before putting the carton back in the fridge. "Best do something about that..." He slides up behind Aragorn, rubbing himself almost imperceptibly against the ranger's ass and resting his hands on slim, jean-clad hips. "Mmm, that's better..." he whispers, and then resting his chin on Aragorn's shoulder, Weps peers at the machine.

"Now lemme see... it is plugged in now, ain't it, ranger?" he asks with a smile.

Date: 2006-02-13 09:40 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"Of course I plugged it in, I already checked that..." Aragorn replies indignantly. He may not be that familiar with all the weird machines they have around the house, but this coffee making one he did pay attention to and only yesterday he got it to work just fine.

"I did everything the way you showed me..." he scowls.

Date: 2006-02-13 10:48 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps can't suppress the chuckle that bubbles up inside him. He can remember all too well the look on Aragorn's face when he first tried to explain how the damned machine worked. "Is that a pout I can sense there?" Weps asks softly, his lips brushing Aragorn's ear as he lifts a hand from the ranger's hip to move the coffeemaker a little to one side so he can see the water level. "Don't pout, love - you gotta be patient with things like this - work out by a process of elimination what's wrong. I bet the answer's real simple..." Weps presses closer, rubbing himself against Aragorn a little more deliberately now.

"Water's okay and it's plugged in," he murmurs, trailing his fingers up his forearm. "But is it turned on?" he asks, his voice a low purr.

Date: 2006-02-13 02:26 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"Of course it's turned on. Of course I'm patient. And I'm not pouting, I just want my coffee..." Aragorn growls, trying to keep any whining note out of his voice and refusing to be distracted by the way Weps' touch is making his skin tingle.

"Look, I filled that thing in the back where the water goes. I put the coffee in that paper cup. I turned the machine on and I put the plug in. Just like you told me to do..."

Date: 2006-02-13 03:54 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps smiles, knowing that Aragorn is pouting but is not prepared to admit it. "Well, if you've put in the water and the coffee and plugged in the machine and turned it on, then it sounds like you did everything right then," Weps murmurs, the tip of his tongue sneaking out to touch the rim of the ranger's ear. He can see that the indicatot light isn't on and that can only mean that the fuse in the plug had blown. "Except one very important thing..." Weps sighs and nuzzles Aragorn's neck.

"Sounds like you didn't speak nicely to it..."

Date: 2006-02-13 08:41 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"Speak to a machine that makes coffee? You're teasing me, aren't you?" Aragorn asks incredulously, turning to look Weps in the eye and assess just how much of a joke he and his need for coffee are becoming here.

Weps' face seems serious, but there's a twinkle in his blue eyes and the corner of his lips is twitching.

"You speak to it, you know I can't speak nicely..." he growls.

Date: 2006-02-14 05:27 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"Ah, hell, ranger," Weps murmurs, shaking his head, "what the fuck's the matter with you? You're no fun this morning - no fun at all... Here's me trying to seduce you and tease you a little and all you can do is pout and growl about not getting any coffee." He sighs and pulls back, stepping away from Aragorn and pointing at the unlit indicator light on the machine.

"There's no power getting through. Fuse has blown by the look of it. So its instant only till I get a new one - okay?" Weps smiles and pulls the plug out of the wall before turning away to fill the kettle.

Date: 2006-02-14 08:36 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"So you think that I'm no fun and that I just pout and growl..." Aragorn steps close to Weps, trapping him between his body and the kitchen sink, his hands locking on its edge by either side of him, leaving him no room to turn around.

"I can do without coffee, but I'll have to have something to replace it with that gives me the same kick... Any suggestions, Weapons Officer?" the ranger growls softly.

Date: 2006-02-14 10:08 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps stills for a moment at the sink, one hand still on the water tap. "Coke," he replies, trying to keep his voice even as he continues finishing filling the kettle, even though he knows he can't move. "There's loads of caffeine in a bottle of coke - and there's some in the fridge at the back..." Weps pauses and puts the kettle down on the countertop.

"But for the record, you're still growling, ranger. If I were you, I'd be cutting back on the caffeine - not looking for more..."

Date: 2006-02-14 03:30 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"And who says that it's just caffeine that gives me a kick in the morning? Think again, love, you're showing an unusual lack of imagination..." Aragorn's growl now sounds more like the purring of a wild mountain cat and caffeine is certainly not foremost in his mind as he slowly licks a path along the neck of Weps' t-shirt.

"Now, what else could I have on this fine morning that is as tasty and hot?"

Date: 2006-02-14 06:12 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps sucks in a breath as Aragorn's tongue teases his skin in a cat like lick. A shiver passes through him and he knows Aragorn will have felt it too. "I'm sorry," he whispers, bending his head forward a little. "I don't know what I was thinking... Of course caffeine isn't what you need... I know what's as tasty and as hot though. And it'll give you a kick." Weps turns his head and gazes at Aragorn, his tongue sneaking out to moisten his dry lips.

"My special ham and potato omelette with extra jalopenos..."

Date: 2006-02-14 09:26 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]

The word follows Aragorn's lips down the back of Weps' neck, poured like liquid honey.

"That thing may be hot and tasty, but it doesn't give me the kind of kick I have in mind. Why don't you try again? I'm willing to give you three tries, so think and be careful not to waste your chances.."

Date: 2006-02-15 06:44 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps shivers and pushes back against Aragorn, knowing very much what he wants right now and hoping that's what the ranger wants too... "Well, if it isn't a can of coke or my cooking you want, ranger," he murmurs, his head once more turning so he can look at Aragorn, "then I'm kinda hoping it's me." Weps eyes are dark with arousal now, despite his teasing words.

"How about fucking me through the kitchen table - would that give you the kick you're looking for?"

Date: 2006-02-15 09:22 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"I knew you'd get to the right answer, though I'm rather disappointed that you could think I'd take an omelette over you. You're far hotter and tastier..." Aragorn murmurs, meeting Weps' eyes hungrily.

"Not sure about the kitchen table though.. What's wrong with the kitchen sink?" he asks, slowly rubbing himself against Weps' hip and enjoying the slow heat erupting in his groin from the friction.

Date: 2006-02-15 01:27 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"If I really thought you'd want an omelette before me, I reckon I'd have been on my way home a long time ago," Weps murmurs, pushing back against the ranger's teasing hips. "I knew what you wanted all along... 'cause it's what I wanted from the moment I woke up this morning..." Weps' arousal has built quickly - quicker than he believes Aragorn's has and his jeans are already feeling uncomfortably tight.

"And for the record, the sink'll do me just fine," he adds, his voice husky with desire. "Just make it soon..."

Date: 2006-02-15 04:52 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"Someone seems to be in a hurry now..." Aragorn purrs as the heat of arousal spreads through his body and makes every inch of it feel ultra-sensitive, "the same someone who only a moment ago was prattling on about instant coffee and spicy omelettes.. What happened, love? he murmurs, leaning forward to tease with his teeth the side of Weps' neck.

Date: 2006-02-15 07:19 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"You happened," Weps replies, his voice soft and more than a little shaky as he tries to regain some semblance of control, but knowing that he's already lost the battle. How can he tell Aragorn that every moment they're not touching is a struggle for him? That the ranger only has to touch him and he's lost? Weps swallows and tries to ignore his increasingly trembling thigh muscles.

"You happened, love," he repeats, hanging his head, almost embarrassed by his overwhelming need. "That's all it ever takes..."

Date: 2006-02-15 09:15 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps' words would make other men feel powerful, triumphant, but they make Aragorn feel humble, awed by the love and need this special man feels for him. He burrows his face in the space between Weps' neck and chin, breathing raggedly and unable to trust his voice for a moment.

"Makes me feel so special..." he manages to murmur against the warm skin, smooth and still tasting faintly of shaving cream.

Date: 2006-02-16 04:45 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"That's because you are special, ranger," Weps murmurs, glancing back at Aragorn through half closed eyes. "More special than I'll ever be able to tell you - or show you..." The feel of warm lips and the soft tickle of Aragorn's beard on his skin make Weps shiver some more, the empty ache in his belly increasing, and he grips the sink edge, longing for closer contact, needing - wanting it all...

"Please," he whispers. "Kiss me - touch me - you've no idea how much I need you right now..."

Date: 2006-02-16 09:26 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Aragorn nods and his lips travel up Weps' neck. He bites lightly into his chin, then takes Weps' mouth in an open-mouthed hungry kiss.

There's nothing like this.. no coffee, no spirit, nothing else is this intoxicating, makes him feel so utterly alive. He makes a sound of pure triumph low in his throat and presses even harder into Weps' body, his hands releasing their hold on the edge of the sink to wrap possessively around Weps' waist.

Date: 2006-02-16 11:52 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps sighs into Aragorn's kiss - moans into it, parting his lips readily to the ranger's exploring tongue. No longer pressed against the sink edge and with more room to move, Weps turns, pulling at the ranger's t-shirt and tugging the button of his jeans open, eager greedy fingers reaching inside.

"C'mon," he whispers urgently, his cock throbbing in the confines of his pants and his teeth nipping at Aragorn's bottom lip. "Want you - want you inside me now..."

Date: 2006-02-16 04:46 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"That's it, that's my kick... you.. you wanting me.." Aragorn's whisper is raw, needy as he arches into Weps' touch, thrusting his now hard cock into his lover's hungry fingers. His own hands move quickly to Weps' jeans, opening, pushing aside, searching and gripping with a triumphant sound. Weps' sudden hunger seems to have infected him and he cannot stop touching, stroking.

"Turn around again," he hisses into Weps' ear, nipping his earlobe and sucking it to soothe the sting.

Date: 2006-02-16 05:36 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"Yes - fuck - yes," Weps hisses, shuddering as Aragorn's fingers stroke him and at the naked, raw desire he sees in the ranger's eyes. He turns towards the sink and the window, groaning as those magical fingers lose their hold and his whole body trembling as he pushes hurriedly at his jeans - pushing them down and off one leg so he can spread himself wide. He can see cars passing at the end of the drive but he doesn't care who sees him... Then holding one of the sink taps in one hand, Weps half turns to capture Aragorn's lips in a brief, hard kiss.

"Now, ranger," he whispers hoarsely.

Date: 2006-02-16 06:43 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Slicked only with his own precome, Aragorn begins an excruciatingly slow progress into Weps' body. His eyes are closed and his teeth sunk into his bottom lip. He knows there will be pain and still he doesn't stop, wanting to reach beyond the pain, to be where it will turn into pleasure. He knows how to, he knows where to hit.

"Patience..." he murmurs, holding Weps steady and toying with his nipple to distract him.

Date: 2006-02-16 08:05 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps grips the sink taps, his knuckles white and his eyes shut tight. He wants to say something - to tell Aragorn that's it's okay - that he's okay, but speaking is difficult right now. Breathing is difficult right now - hell, everything is difficult right now... All he knows is that he wouldn't be anywhere else.

So Weps pants through the pain, his neck arching backwards, as he waits for the burn to change to the familiar wonderful white heat and Aragorn's chest plastered against his back.

Date: 2006-02-17 07:48 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Aragorn's hand travels down Weps' chest, stroking gently, trying to help him see his way through the burn of penetration., moving in circles on his belly as he waits for the clenching grip to loosen a bit so that he seek the angle he needs, the one that will change everything.

As soon as he feels he can move without causing more pain, he does, shifting closer and growling with satisfaction when Weps arches in response.

Date: 2006-02-17 10:46 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"Yesss!" Weps finds his voice with a hiss of pleasure, sparks of light rioting through him as Aragorn's shaft rubs over his prostate. His whole body seems to arch towards the source of that pleasure, hips pushing back and grinding Aragorn deeper, thigh muscles tense and trembling as he struggles to stay upright.

"Harder," Weps grates out, his head falling forward as he adjusts his grip on the crosshead taps, letting the blood flow return. "You're incredible... harder, love - please..."

Date: 2006-02-17 03:43 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Some of the tension ebbs from Aragorn's body when he senses that he's not causing pain anymore but giving pleasure. The sensation - and Weps' words - are heady, making him moan low, his own pleasure growing from his lover's. He can move now, his thrusts taking him deep and almost lifting Weps off his feet. His arms curls more tightly, a hand reaching down to cup Weps' balls and gauge how close he is, how longer it will be before they both explode.

"Harder, the way you want.. And soon, the way I need it.." he whispers into Weps' ear.

Date: 2006-02-17 05:06 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
The rhythm is fast and furious, the force of the ranger's thrusts lifting Weps onto this toes. He holds on, riding the storm until Aragorn's warm fingers suddenly cup his balls.

"Aragorn!" Weps gasps and then groans, his neglected erection twitching almost as if in sympathy. Pushing back hard once more, Weps prises a hand from the taps and pushes it down between his body and the sink to grasp his cock and fist it. Orgasm is upon him before he can take another breath and he comes with a sharp cry offered up to the ceiling.

Date: 2006-02-17 09:38 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
His fingers come up to join Weps' on his spending cock as Aragorn lets the sweet clench of Weps' climaxing body take him over. He lets his head fall against a trembling shoulder and futilely tries to control the impulse to keep thrusting as spasm after spasm jerks his body forward.

"Mine.." he whispers, though what he really wants to say is yours.

Date: 2006-02-18 06:10 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps shudders through his orgasm, heat spreading inside him with each of Aragorn's thrusts as he fights to stay upright. He can feel Aragorn's heart pounding against his back and it grounds him - in truth it is only Aragorn's body that is preventing him from sliding to the floor...

"Too right I'm yours," Weps whispers huskily, his laboured breathing continuing to make speech difficult as tremors and shivers pass through his body.

Date: 2006-02-18 10:37 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"And you have me.." Aragorn murmurs against the damp skin of Weps' neck, holding him tightly against his body, his lover's shivering and sweat mingling with his own. There's nothing else right now, just this exhausted togetherness that has swept away every thought, everything.

"Let's go back to bed for a while, I need to hold you.." he pleads softly.

Date: 2006-02-18 11:53 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps can hear the slight catch in Aragorn's voice and knows the emotion of the moment is affecting them both. "Sounds like heaven," Weps whispers huskily. "I'm shaking so damn much I can hardly stand, let alone repair a damn fuse..." He pauses and swallows, letting his head fall back against Aragorn's shoulder, still uncaring of the very public nature of their position.

"You might need to wait a little longer for your coffee, ranger," he murmurs, his lips curling into a smile. "And you might have to help me to bed too - any co-ordination I had before has deserted me right now..."

Date: 2006-02-18 01:45 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"The only thing I need and want now is collapsing down somewhere, preferably not the kitchen floor, and having every single inch of our skin connect. Can't say why I need this so desperately, but I know that I do.."

Aragorn's voice is low, the words breathed softly against Weps' skin as he rubs his cheek on his lover's temple.

"I'm holding you, I won't let you fall... Hold on me and step out of those pants, then we can move to the bedroom and lie down. Do it.."

Date: 2006-02-18 04:55 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"I know you do and I need it too," Weps replies, hearing the need and love in Aragorn's voice. "And I know you'd never let me fall," he adds, stepping out of his jeans and turning in Aragorn's arms. He pauses a moment and smiles, his eyes raking the ranger's face. Again, emotion rises in Weps, forcing him to swallow hard before he can speak again.

"What the fuck did I do without you in my life?" he asks softly, framing Aragorn's face with his hands. "How in hell did I think I was actually alive?"

Date: 2006-02-18 08:41 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"You were alive in the same way that I was, not really knowing how different life could be. But now we know, and there's no going back from that knowledge, from what we have together..." Aragorn's voice is low and tender, filled with emotion.

He rests his forehead against Weps', his arms gently stroking his back, soothing the small tremors that are still running through his muscles.

Date: 2006-02-19 07:50 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps sighs and closes his eyes, letting the movement of Aragorn's stroking hands soothe and still and reassure him. "No.. no going back," he repeats softly, "only forward to more of this," he adds, emphasising the last word with a gentles squeeze of the ranger's face. "You and me..." He pulls back and kisses Aragorn's forehead and smiles.

"C'mon, love - let's go snuggle up real close and tangled for a while. I love it when I can't tell where my legs end and yours start... We'll worry later if there's some spare fuses in the cupboard..."

Date: 2006-02-19 10:04 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Aragorn nods and takes Weps' hand as they head out of the kitchen.

"Somehow I don't feel the same need for coffee I was feeling before," he murmurs softly as they reach the bedroom. The bed's still a mass of tangled sheets from the night and he drops down on it, pulling Weps with him and rolling around until they're spooned against each other and his face is buried in the back of Weps' neck.

"I need this far more than coffee.."

Date: 2006-02-19 11:45 am (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps smiles at the simple honesty of Aragorn's words. He squirms a little against the soft hair of Aragorn's chest, then pulls one of the ranger's arms around his waist and locks their fingers together with a long satisfied sigh. The heat and passion of their lovemaking a short while ago had Weps burning and out of control - but this quiet warmth and touch is something entirely different and just as treasured.

"I need this more than anything," he whispers. "We belong together, ranger - coffee or no coffee..."

Date: 2006-02-19 04:21 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"We do, and nothing in my life ever felt so good, so right. Together we're so much more than we are on our own.. And I don't want to be on my own anymore, not now that I know what being one with you means.. It it this that makes the difference.." Aragorn murmurs, trying to find words to explain that the quick burn of passion means little if it isn't backed up by this, by the togetherness that they're sharing now.

Date: 2006-02-19 04:53 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
Weps smiles and lifts their joined hands to his lips, seeking out the ranger's fingertips and kissing them one by one.

"We've come a long way, you and me," he says softly. "We understand and respect each other - as well as loving and caring for each other. Lying here like this is one of the most wonderful aspects of my life with you; I can feel the love between us as a tangible thing. I know that I don't want to be anywhere else - and knowing you feel the same is just incredible..." Weps pauses.

"Now hold me, Aragorn. Hold me like you never, ever want to let go..."

Date: 2006-02-19 06:34 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile]
"That is easy to do. As a matter of fact, it is what I want to do, forever. I love you, and I will never let you go.." Aragorn's words are solemn and filled with emotion as his fingers gently touch Weps' lips.

"We're one, in every moment and in every way.." he whispers.

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