Title: Hospitality pt. 10/?
Author: Deathangelgw
Author email: deathangelgw@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Sadly, if they were mine damned if I would
share!! But they aren't so POOP!
Warnings: AU, slash, sap, humor, angst, dark, hinted
twincest, double penetration, voyeurism, and masturbation.
Pairings: Elr/Ell implied, Ell/Elr/Leg, implied Elrond/OC
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Legolas is visiting Imladris for his father…what
he finds there in hospitality is quite unexpected!
Notes: Reunions and lemons and all that good stuff for a
return!! WHEEEE! Thanks also to MA for the beta. Love ya! Enjoy and please
review!!
'thoughts'
Eyes lost in thought, Legolas stared out over the dusky
hued terrain that surrounded the jutting mountain Dwimorberg. The wind blew
coldly around him, sending his pale hair flowing around him in erratic gusts,
but he paid it no mind as he gazed out over the encampment of Men of the
Riddermark. So much had happened since the Fellowship had left Imladris nearly a
year past. Gandalf had fallen into Shadow, but had triumphed to return to them.
Frodo and Sam had become separated from them in continuation of their own quest,
while Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn had pursued a band of Uruk-hai into Rohan in
order to save Merry and Pippin after the fall of Boromir.
But their flight had instead led them to Rohan, where they
had helped the near fallen Théoden return to himself and bring the remaining
peoples of the Riddermark to safety in Helm’s Deep, though folly befell them
once more when Aragorn was lost briefly to them. And their reunion was short
lived in its warmth as they were soon after besieged by an army of Uruk-hai ten
thousand strong. Things had looked grim even then, but they had continued to
fight until dawn, when Gandalf had arrived with aid from the Rohirrim.
They had then had a brief reunion with Merry and Pippin
before disaster struck in the form of Pippin being too nosy for his own good.
Once more their group had been separated as Gandalf headed for Minas Tirith with
Pippin and they prepared for war. Théoden, in a show of faith both to Aragorn
and his people, sent out the call to arms for all able men and they now gathered
at the Dwimorberg.
Watching the dim light of the fire pits, Legolas observed
the almost desperate merry making that was going on between the Men. He knew
their desperation and despair, feeling it pulling at his very spirit as he sat
watch. He felt so weary, had seen so much death of both friend and foe, and he
longed to curl up with his beloveds and weep away the stains he felt upon him.
Thinking of his twins almost made him lose it completely as loneliness washed
over him in a darkening wave. He missed them fiercely and nightly dreamt of
their reunion only to wake to sticky sheets and tears on his face at the lie. He
buried his face in his folded arms, shuddering as he worked for control on his
emotions. It would not do for one of the Men to see the almighty Elf in a state
of near tears.
A hand being placed on his shoulder made him jump and he
looked up in surprise, shocked that he had not heard his friend’s approach as
Aragorn looked down at him in concern. “Aragorn…when did you…oh never mind,” he
whispered before looking away, shame coloring his cheeks.
“You are more than distracted, meldiren. Why do you not go
and rest? I shall come and fetch you in the morn. We have a few days before we
depart and you will need to be rested,” Aragorn replied encouragingly as he
squatted down next to his friend and sword brother. (my dear friend)
“But I should stand watch…” Legolas protested, though his
body whole heartedly took heart at the idea of reverie.
“You will be of no use to us disheartened and exhausted
meldiren. I know you have not rested easily these past few weeks especially, so
go and rest,” Aragorn answered, this time more forcefully as he grinned. He
nodded back towards the tent that was Legolas', near the outskirts of the camp.
Looking over at his tent longingly, Legolas wavered. "You
will not mind?" he asked softly as he relaxed slightly, smiling hopefully. Oh he
could feel the exhaustion coming on him now…
"Nay, meldiren. Go…be at peace and rest well. I will find
you if needed," Aragorn answered reassuringly as he patted Legolas on the
shoulder, chuckling as Legolas stood eagerly, eyes sparkling with desperate joy.
"Hannon chen, meldiren," Legolas whispered softly as he
briefly clasped Aragorn's hand with his own before walking swiftly to his tent.
He stripped down, placing his clothes almost haphazardly onto the nearest chair
before he crawled onto his fur covered cot, sighing in almost fraught joy. He
drew the furs around his torso before nuzzling the soft fur that was his pillow.
Almost immediately, his eyes grew vacant with reverie, his dreams of his
beloveds drawing him in swiftly. (Thank you, my dear friend)
A few hours passed before the sounds of more raucous
merriment broke through Legolas' reverie, waking him slowly. He blinked groggily
as he looked around, and then turned over, brushing it off as Men being drunks
as he dozed off once more. But the soft sounds of cloth and whispers woke him
once more, this time making him more wary. He turned over slowly and gazed into
the shadows, slowly starting to sit up as he listened for the source of such an
intrusion. Surely a couple of the Men hadn't thought to have a tryst in his own
tent!
He reached over for his smaller dagger that lay on the
night stand near his bed, but a strong hand stopped his movement, earning a gasp
of surprise from him. He sat up immediately, struggling to break the grip as two
figures surrounded him, holding him and trying to pin him.
"Legolas! Melethen it is us!" (My love)
Stopping in shock, Legolas looked up slowly and focused on
the two faces that were above him. Two sets of identical eyes glittered lovingly
at him while twin grins of loving amusement curled full lips within the chiseled
features. Breathing shallowly as he struggled between a sob of joy and surprise,
Legolas brought up his hands that were freed and caressed those faces he loved
so dear. "Can it be?" he whispered softly, tremulously as they nuzzled his hand,
their own arms coming up to hug him as they shifted so they held him between
them.
"It has been too long, seronem vell," Elrohir whispered
tenderly as he and Elladan caressed Legolas, relearning him as they were being
relearned. (our dear one)
"How? When? Why?" Legolas asked brokenly as he caressed
them, near to tears with his joy as he felt their touches and warmth within him.
"Ada sent us with the Dunedain to aid in the fight. And we
hurried to find you as soon as Estel told us where you were," Elladan explained
huskily as he brushed his lips over Legolas' ear, shivering with his blond lover
as he took in the fresh scent of their beloved.
A broken sob of joy left Legolas just before he began
kissing them desperately, removing what little of their clothes they had on
still as they returned the ardent kisses just as desperately. He shifted
forward, straddling Elrohir's lap as he kissed the younger Peredhel while
Elladan searched for something to ease their joining. The two rocked together,
kissing heavily and moaning as Elladan returned and joined in, all three
pressing tightly together. Legolas gasped in need as a finger pressed into him,
oiling him as he bucked and clung to Elrohir's shoulders, a keening wail barely
suppressed by Elladan's mouth as he let his head fall back in need. He whimpered
into his love's mouth, rolling his hips on Elladan's fingers before gasping and
bucking as Elrohir placed oil on his member. "Nay!" he whispered hoarsely as he
broke their kiss and gazed at Elrohir, who returned the look in surprise. "I
need you both inside of me…I can not stand to have just one and not the other…"
he pleaded softly as he reached back and encouraged Elladan to add in more
fingers.
"Nay, ernilem valthen! That will harm you and you would be
naught for riding should we need to do so!" Elrohir protested softly, and then
moaned as Legolas kissed him deeply, their tongues twining greedily. (our golden
prince)
"I beg it of you both…I plead for you to both take me. Fill
me and split me if that is what happens, but I need you both one with me at
once…I beg it of you…" Legolas pleaded tearfully as he caressed their faces
tenderly, eyes soft with love and desperate need. He moaned as his eyes closed
as two more fingers were added to the three already inside of him.
"As you wish it, beloved. But if you be in any more pain
than is necessary, we stop and make love another way," Elladan whispered sternly
as they thrust their fingers into the writhing body of the blond prince.
"Ernilen vorn…melin chen…" Legolas gasped out softly, and
then moaned as his mouth was captured once more by Elrohir's mouth as the
younger Peredhel held him steady, their soft groans filling the tent as Elladan
stretched Legolas with his fingers as well as Elrohir's. Legolas leaned back
into Elladan, spreading his legs as Elrohir took over the stretching, pressing
in another two and watching with wide eyes as Legolas arched in bliss and moaned
for more, his slender hand coming down to stroke his leaking need. He watched
hungrily as their blond love and his brother kissed hungrily, their tongues
twining visibly as Legolas moved onto the fingers within him in an almost
frantic pace. The twins watched in silent awe as Legolas groaned suddenly and
arched sharply, his body shaking with tremors as he climaxed, his seed covering
his hand and stomach as he spasmed with his pleasure. (My dark princes…I love
you…)
They held the limp Wood Elf tenderly, pressing tender
kisses here and there as Legolas caught his breath. Gently, they shifted him so
he was once more straddling Elrohir's lap and, with care and loving heated
kisses, guided him down onto the waiting shaft nestled there. Legolas groaned
deeply once more as he was filled with the solid presence of his beloved before
he shifted and rocked a bit, earning a growl from the younger twin. He was
kissed hungrily once more and stilled before he felt a second blunt head nudge
his already filled entrance and push in. He arched, swallowing hard as he was
filled impossibly more, moaning in slight pain as he was stretched farther and
felt himself tear a bit from the building girth within him. But he made no more
noise beyond that, panting softly through the pain as he was cradled between his
dark lovers as they were joined fully.
Shifting and adjusting slowly, Legolas breathed deeply as
he struggled to become comfortable with the pressure, then gasped as Elladan
thrust lightly up, a gasp echoing him from Elrohir as they were rubbed together
in the tight passage. After that, there was nothing to stop them as Elladan and
Elrohir set a shallow, yet ever deepening pace, going harder and faster as
Legolas' body allowed them. Encouraged by the pleading gasps of pleasure from
their blond lover, they swiftly moved into the ancient dance that moved all
creatures in passion. Kisses were shared interspersed with licks, nips, and
bites as they moved together.
It was not to last long and didn't as Legolas once more
moaned and arched back against Elladan, hair flying wildly between their sweaty
bodies as he came hard a second time. His eyes fluttered closed as he was almost
immediately filled with wet heat as the twins muffled their cries in his
shoulders, their own bodies shoved into climax by his spasming body and filling
the trembling body with their seed. They collapsed together with groans of sated
pleasure and lay out on their sides before the twins carefully pulled their
softening members from Legolas' spent body. Legolas whimpered, surprising the
two, and they moved immediately to comfort their lover, holding him close
between their warm bodies. They were stunned to see tears streaking the pale
face and sought to kiss them away as they crooned lovingly to him.
"So long…I was so afraid you would never forgive me or want
nothing to do with me…" Legolas whispered brokenly as he lay within their
cocooning hold, holding them close with quivering hands as he twined their legs
together, pressing as close to them as possible.
"Oh melethen…we love you and would never forsake you for
what you believe in," Elrohir murmured tenderly as he brushed away the
shimmering tears that glistened down the Wood Elf's cheeks.
"You share our hearts and souls…how could we not understand
you. And there is never a need for forgiveness. We were in the wrong as well, so
let us put in the past as all bad things must be put," Elladan added with a
gentle smile as he brushed aside some silky hair and pressed a kiss to the
passion marked neck.
Sighing softly in bliss as he tilted his head a bit to
allow better access, Legolas smiled blissfully. "I love you both so much. I look
forward to spending eternity with you," he whispered lovingly as he caressed his
hands through dark hair.
"Eternity…that has a lovely sound to it," Elrohir commented
with a grin, earning chuckles from his lovers. "Aye, let us rest a bit then…dawn
will come too soon, I fear," he suggested before they worked on dragging the
soft furs up around their bare bodies.
"I wonder if we gave any of those Men heart attacks with
our passion…" Elladan murmured as he nuzzled into Legolas, grinning as the
Prince chuckled sleepily.
"Does not matter. When they see how debauched our Legolas
is, they shall know anyways," Elrohir teased, snickering as pale fingers pinched
his hip in protest. They settled down and relaxed into slumber, sated and
happy…for the moment.
TBC
