Title: LotR Advent
Challenge: The First Snow Pt. 3/24
Author: Deathangelgw
Disclaimer: They aren't
mine, but damned if I didn't wish that they were.
Warnings: AU, silliness,
sap, fluff, hinted lime
Pairings:
Thranduil/Elrond/Erenion
Rating: R at worst
Summary: Day Three of the
Advent Challenge-> Thranduil gives a gift back to his lovers on the day of the
first snow fall
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!
“Your thoughts are deep,
ernilen taur.” (my forest prince)
The gentle inquiry
interrupted Thranduil’s thoughts on the snow falling and he looked over to smile
softly at Elrond as the Peredhel came into the room. “The snow is beautiful
even around the sea,” he explained warmly while gesturing out the window at the
gently falling snow before he looked out again as Elrond joined him at the
window.
“The first snow is always
my favorite. It is so refreshing and new. I always feel that a new beginning is
represented with the fall of the new snow,” Elrond murmured thoughtfully,
smiling over at the Silvan Elf as Thranduil glanced at him in appreciation.
“Deep thoughts, Peredhel,
but I agree,” Thranduil commented agreeably as he looked back out on the snow
covered scenery below them. Slowly, he brought up his arm in a silent invitation
and felt warmth wash over him as Elrond moved into his hold and snuggled close.
He was always amazed at the love he had found there in Lindon when his father,
Oropher, had sent him as the representative for Greenwood the Great. But, as
Elrond laid his dark head on Thranduil’s shoulder comfortably, Thranduil blessed
the Valar and his father for sending him to Lindon.
They stood together in
silence, watching as the gently falling snow covered the peaceful Elven city
with crystalline softness. Neither heard the soft footsteps of the High King
until the door shut. They both glanced over as they heard the click of the door
closing and smiled tenderly as he came into the room. He stopped, arms crossed
over his broad chest as he watched them. “Are we communing?” he asked in
amusement as they turned towards him.
“I guess you could say
that,” Thranduil admitted with a grin, smiling down at Elrond as the Peredhel
chuckled softly while nuzzling his shoulder affectionately. “We were just
ruminating on the falling snow.”
“Ah, I see. Care to share
or must I order it?” Erenion asked with a smile as he came over the rest of the
way and wrapped his arms around them, holding both of his lovers close.
“Need you ever demand of
us, melethen?” Elrond purred softly as he pressed close to them both, eyes
filled with warmth and love as he wrapped his arms around them.
“Actually…may I make a
request?” Thranduil murmured as he laid his head on Erenion’s shoulder, not
quite looking at them as they turned their gazes to him in curiosity.
“You never need fear us,
love,” Erenion whispered tenderly as he nuzzled the blond head on his shoulder.
“Aye love…what is it you
would like?” Elrond added with a warm smile as he brought a hand up to cup
Thranduil’s face.
Looking at them, Thranduil
beamed softly at them, warmed by their love. How he had become so lucky… “Will
you come outside with me? I…there is a ritual I do ever year at the new snow
fall,” he posed to them as he held them close.
“Of course! Come…let us go
now just as the twilight comes,” Erenion suggested with a beaming smile at them.
They nodded in agreement, and then went to the balcony and outside. Their
footsteps crunched in the snow as they walked down the snow covered marble
stairs, their silence comfortable as they held hands. The High King and the
Herald allowed the forest Prince to lead them towards their private garden that
was shimmering with their new snow blanket.
Surely, Thranduil led his
two lovers to the small shrine that they held to Elbereth, and then bowed his
head to her statue image. Erenion and Elrond followed his example, and then
watched as he brought out a small pillar candle that sparkled like the snow. He
placed it on the pedestal under the statue and brought out his flint, lighting
the blackened wick. The flame flickered before stilling, shining brightly in the
falling darkness.
Raising his hands,
Thranduil began to sing his praise to Elbereth, joined by Erenion and Elrond
after a few minutes of his song. Their voices twined and merged in harmony as
they praised the Lady of the Firmament for bringing their new start within the
snow, cleansing them with her pure white blanket.
After the last strains of
music floated into silence, they faced each other and held each other close.
They started back towards their home, their silence now thoughtful as they
walked along. But it didn’t last as, with no warning, Erenion dropped down,
scooped up some of the newly fallen snow, and pelted Elrond with it. With a
laugh, Elrond retaliated, hitting Thranduil as well and making the Silvan Prince
laugh as he joined in. Snowballs flew, hitting faces, chests, and backs as they
acted like the Elflings they hadn’t been in centuries.
They stopped after a while
and laughingly headed indoors to warm up and wash in the steaming bath that had
been drawn for them. Elrond went to fetch some food as his two lovers relaxed in
the tub and returned with a tray full of food and a flask of wine. He went into
the bathing area, stripping his temporary robe as he walked only to stop as he
watched the action before him. Thranduil sat on the edge of the bathing tub,
legs spread and covered with dark hair as he leaned back on his hands as the
dark head between his legs moved slowly up and down. He licked his lips in
desire as he heard Thranduil moan in pleasure, then moved forward. He kissed
Thranduil’s spread lips, drinking deeply of the parted lips as Erenion moved his
head faster.
Gasping softly as he arched
sharply, Thranduil shuddered under their combined ministrations as he found his
climax swiftly. He relaxed into their hold, thankful that he was so blessed. A
new year was going to start and he started it with his loves. Truly, the new
snow had brought a new life for him.
~Fin
