Legolas smiled; he had heard what he wanted to hear. He leant forward and kissed the Man, pouring his heart into it.
Aragorn was stunned for a second as the Elf kissed him. Legolas' touch felt so familiar, so tender and loving, almost just like Shadow. Without thinking, he had moved to pin the Elf back against the wall and broke the kiss. One of his hands caressed the golden tresses, balling some in his fist and brought them to his nose. As he inhaled the Elf's sweet scent, it registered in his hazy mind that Legolas smelled of orchids and honey, the same way his love did. He stared for a moment longer into the exquisite azure eyes which shone with love and desire before he answered his lips demands to taste the sweet Elf again.