Oh (смешанная)

“I hope you don’t mind, it's simply elven way to be proud of your marriage” then he continued as if he hadn’t just dropped a bomb shell “however I endeavor to respect your cultural and personal preferences as best as possible”
The moment between them sizzled, Gimli felt himself as a kettle, quickly reaching his boiling point.
Then, as Legolas leaned forward to collect himself, and the tea, Gimli exploded “You’re married!?”
Legolas flinched slightly in reaction blinking down at him with large elf eyes, a small questioning smile worked its way onto his lips “what are you-” he stopped short, and as the realization dawned on him, he gave the tiniest “oh”
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Inspired by this prompt on tumblr
https://spork-to-the-third-power.tumblr.com/post/176047635181/hc-about-legolas-and-gimlis-first-fuck-theyve
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Legolas thought Gimli understood elven traditions regarding marriage and sex. Gimli does not. This is the story of what happens when an elf and a dwarf accidentally get married while in the middle of a giant war. Featuring a very exasperated human ranger.