Title: Hospitality pt. 11/?
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, rimming, 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: Double time! And what a way to wake up…thanks also
to MA for the beta. Love ya! Enjoy and please review!!
'thoughts'
A soft, long caress down his backside slowly woke Legolas
from his deep reverie, but he didn't move. He felt sore, yet a pervasive sense
of completion and bliss kept him from wanting to wake up fully. His breath
hitched as he felt a finger along his somewhat sore entrance, but then relaxed
as it just circled the puckered flesh. He shifted slightly, nuzzling his pillow
blissfully as a wet tongue ran down his spine to where the finger was, sending
shudders of pleasure through him.
"Tôren…what are you doing? He can not take more of what was
done last night…" The hissed reprimand woke Legolas almost completely and made
him realize that no, this was not a dream! The previous night's happenings had
indeed been real and so was the morning's wake up call. He moaned slightly as he
shifted, rocking as he moved his legs open. (my brother)
"I am merely waking him from whatever sweet dream had him
so hard and leaking when I awoke this morning," came the response, followed by a
chuckle as strong hands brushed along Legolas' buttocks. "But I believe he is
awake now," was purred out as Legolas groaned and thrust into the cot.
"You are terrible, tôren," was whispered huskily as a wet
tongue began to press into Legolas, causing the Wood Elf to arch up and toss his
head, rocking hard. His hips were stilled by firm hands and his buttocks parted
with dexterous thumbs so the tongue could press farther into him, thrusting into
his clenching channel with wet slurps and breathy moans against his skin.
Looking over his shoulder, Legolas whimpered as he saw
Elladan watching them avidly, his hand slowly stroking himself as he lounged
back a bit before they locked eyes. Smirking, Elladan moved forward and kissed
his blond lover, swallowing the strangled cry that was suddenly released as
Legolas was shifted up a bit before being taken with the plundering tongue. A
slender hand wrapped around his leaking member, earning muffled groans from the
prince before he stiffened and climaxed hard, spurting onto his fur blanket and
the hand that had brought him release. He collapsed forward onto the bed,
shuddering as a tender hand ran down his back as Elladan chuckled quietly. He
heard the soft sounds of kissing and looked over his shoulder to see the twins
kissing heatedly and stroking each other over Legolas' buttocks.
Moaning as he watched the erotic sight and feeling his
sated member twitch with interest, he didn't move as they climaxed together with
soft groans, covering his pale skin with their release before they collapsed
down on either side of Legolas, cuddling him close between them as they caught
their breath and kissed him. Sighing in pleasure, Legolas tucked himself close
to them happily, returning the caresses that were given to him as they lay in
the early dawn hours.
Finally, after a while, Legolas sat up slowly and went to
his bedside water basin, taking the rag and cleaning himself off with it. He
winced as he felt pain twinge through him at every move from his lower body, but
continued on. He stopped though as he felt gentle hands on him and looked up at
Elrohir, smiling tenderly. Elrohir smiled back before whispering, "Lay down,
meleth. I will take care of this for you." (love)
"Tis all right, melethen. You need not worry," Legolas
replied soothingly as he smiled before blinking as he was led back to the bed.
(my love)
"I insist. Lay down on your side," Elrohir ordered this
time as Legolas looked at him in bemusement before he laid down in Elladan's
arms in compliance. The darkling Elf went to his bag and pulled out a small jar
of ointment and brought it over, lathering his fingers as he sat on the bed
before rubbing his lubricated fingers on the abused entrance. Legolas moaned
slightly, burying his face in Elladan's chest as his top leg was lifted and he
was braced by muscled arms before fingers pressed into him, spreading cooling
salve on his channel. He was amazed that he did not become aroused, but pleasure
tingled along his body as it relaxed under the soothing ministrations.
Soon, he was purring as he cuddled into Elladan, relaxing
as his leg was released and the fingers were removed. Elrohir spooned up behind
him and they curled together, dozing happily as they caressed each other
tenderly. But it did not last as they reluctantly stood and dressed before going
to meet with Aragorn and Théoden for breakfast along with Gimli and Eomer. After
breakfast, battle plans were discussed with Aragorn and the twins sharing much
of their knowledge, joined by Halbarad of the Dunedain. But, the grim reality
was starting to set in as reports came in from various messengers that the few
Men they had…were all they were going to be receiving.
Legolas watched as his lovers took Aragorn aside into his
tent, obviously intent on speaking with him on something important as he headed
back to his own tent. He stopped, curious, and considered joining them, but
stopped himself. He knew that his lovers did not need him for everything and
that, whatever needed to be said, would be said.
"I wonder what they are talking to Aragorn about." Legolas
looked down in surprise as Gimli leaned on his axe thoughtfully, his eyes
trained onto where the twins had just gone into Aragorn's tent. The bushy red
eyebrow tilted up as the bearded face looked up at Legolas inquiringly. "Do ye
know what's going on, lad?" he asked pointedly.
"Nay, Gimli, I do not. But I do not think we shall have to
wait long to find out," Legolas replied with a slight frown as he looked up once
more to focus on the tent. With a sigh, he shrugged and resumed his path to his
tent, lying out tiredly.
He knew he dozed off, for the next moment he felt a hot
tongue trailing down his stomach to where his loosened leggings were. He moaned
and arched, his hand running into the dark hair that was spilling over his lap
before hot lips caressed his own in a demanding kiss. He gasped into the
claiming mouth as his member was surrounded by wet heat and suckled upon,
sending delicious shudders of pleasure through him. He thrust up into the
suction surrounding him as he cried out in the mouth that had captured his own,
trembling with need as he writhed.
He gasped as his mouth was released and a leaking member
was offered for his own consumption. Eagerly, Legolas opened his mouth and
accepted it, moaning around its throbbing flesh as it was pushed into his mouth.
He tongued it rapidly as he sucked, swallowing as much of the salty sweet
pre-come that dripped onto his tongue as he could while the turgid length moved
in his accepting orifice. He was quickly over whelmed and arched sharply,
sucking in his breath as he climaxed hard into his tormenting lover's mouth. A
grunt was heard above him before his mouth was flooded with creamy seed and he
swallowed it in delight as he himself was milked. He fell back to the bed,
gasping for air as he shuddered a bit, his mouth purpled and somewhat colored in
sticky white from what he had missed.
Smirking as another shaft was offered to him, Legolas
swiftly swallowed down the leaking erection, working it until his lover could
not hold back and his mouth was once more flooded with release. He collapsed
once more onto the bed, panting for air as the twins fell beside him on the bed,
gasping just as erratically as they cuddled close. Grinning and laughing as he
snuggled them, Legolas kissed them both before relaxing once more. "That was a
wake up call," he purred out satedly, grinning as they both chuckled.
"Well you looked so delectable there melethem that we could
not resist!" Elladan replied with a wide smirk as he licked his lips. (our love)
"Ha, ha…so are you going to tell me what you talked to
Aragorn about?" Legolas asked as he caressed them both. He frowned as a shadow
passed over Elladan's face before the prince looked over his shoulder at the
other twin, seeing the same look. "What is it?" he asked quietly, worriedly.
"Aye, we spoke to him…but it is not truly for us to say on
what, even to you, seron vell," Elrohir explained tenderly, brushing his hand
over Legolas' face as he saw the angry frown. (dear lover)
"So I am to be in the dark on this one?" Legolas demanded
as he saw up, glaring at them as they sat up as well.
"Not by choice, meleth! Please believe us!" Elladan pleaded
gently as he touched Legolas' arm.
Scowling as he looked down, Legolas sighed. "I believe
you…it just is annoying," he answered tightly before looking at them, his
expression softening with love. "I want no secrets between us. Tempers almost
tore us apart…" he murmured as he lay back down with them, holding them close.
"Tempers are always a part of relationships. It is the
communication that is important," Elrohir pointed out with a grin as he leaned
up to look at them both.
"Still…I think we should be ready to move…if things go as
planned," Elladan suggested as he rolled onto his back and sat up, stretching.
"That dire, hmm?" Legolas murmured as he too sat up with
Elrohir and laced up his leggings. He stopped and grimaced before standing and
going to his wash stand, cleaning his abdomen and face before straightening his
clothes and putting on his travel gear. He glanced over to see the twins
dressing back up as well, strapping on their weapons. Sighing inwardly, Legolas
returned to his preparations before grabbing his packs and heading for Arod.
"Legolas! There ye be! Aragorn is packing up to…leave…are
we leaving as well?" Gimli asked as he hurried over and stopped as he saw
Legolas begin to pack up Arod's saddle bags.
"Aye Gimli…it would seem we are. Go fetch what you need.
Quickly now!" Legolas ordered with a smile before looking over as the Dwarf
ambled off grumbling about Elves and secrets. The Elf prince caught sight of
Aragorn and observed his grim friend. Aye, he was preparing for battle and, from
the looks of it, he would need all the help he could receive.
Glancing over, Legolas cocked an eyebrow as he saw his
lovers lead their own mounts over. "Planned this, eh?" he asked as he finished
fixing the saddle and bridle.
"Not exactly, but it was expected," Elladan answered easily
as they mounted up. He ignored the Men around them as the soldiers began to
notice the small group's preparations and talk began to stir up as they came to
investigate.
Aragorn looked up as he sensed someone and tilted an
eyebrow up in surprise as Legolas led Arod over with Gimli next to him. "This
journey is not for you my friends," he stated softly before mounting up.
"Did ye not learn anything about Elves yet, Aragorn? Ye
know they never listen!" Gimli retorted gruffly before he was helped onto Arod,
followed quickly by a smirking Legolas.
Frowning, Aragorn tilted his head as he saw his foster
brothers join them as well. "I do not want to risk you," he hissed out
warningly.
"Aragorn…we follow you," Legolas declared firmly as he
looked over at Aragorn regally.
"And you will need all the help you can, gwadoren. No sense
bickering over it," Elrohir pointed out as he sauntered his steed forward,
smirking. (my brother)
Sighing before he grinned, Aragorn shook his head at them.
"Then let us go," he agreed before leading the way into the Dun harrow, to the
Paths of the Dead.
*~~**~~*
The battle for the Corsair ships was done, but for Legolas
it seemed to just begin. He stood before the Fords of Gilraen, entranced by the
sounds of the crashing waves and the sea gulls that circled above them. He
stepped woodenly down the path, ignoring the calls of his comrades and lovers.
He wanted to go to the sea…to go West…
He was jerked from his trance by a strong hand on his
shoulder as he was spun around to gaze into confused grey eyes. He blinked
dreamily, head lolling back a bit as he looked longingly towards the open sea.
"I have to go, Elladan…" he mumbled.
"Nay Legolas! Resist it and return to us! We need you
here!" Elladan cried as he shook his lover, joined swiftly by Elrohir.
"Tis the sea longing, tôren…" Elrohir murmured before he
placed his hands on Legolas' face, gazing at the unfocused sky blue eyes
steadily until they focused on him. "Hear me, meleth…your time to pass over has
not come yet. Return to us…" he murmured firmly.
Blinking slowly, then with rising confusion, Legolas stared
at Elrohir. "What…what happened?" he mumbled as he rubbed his forehead, eyes
wide with his bewilderment and disorientation.
"Legolas lad! Are ye all right?" Gimli huffed out gruffly
as he came over, looking up at his friend in concern as he saw the minute
trembles that were passing through the distressed Elf prince.
Shaking, Legolas only frowned as Elrohir smiled grimly at
Gimli and Elladan. "Twas the sea longing, friend Dwarf. It comes onto our people
as our longing for Aman takes hold. This is the first time that Legolas has seen
the sea, is that not right my love?" he murmured as he cupped Legolas pale cheek
reassuringly.
Nodding as he swallowed hard, Legolas looked up and over at
the others, smiling weakly. "We must be on our way, else we will fail the ones
we are to help," he mumbled, earning solemn nods from the other two as well as
Aragorn as he came up in concern.
"Then let us go," Aragorn stated before leading Gimli to
the lead Corsair ship.
The twins held Legolas firmly between them, soothing him.
"It is all right, meleth…it is all right…" Elladan crooned soothingly before
pressing a kiss to Legolas' golden head.
"Nay, tis not all right, melethronen vorn. I almost cost us
this battle…" Legolas whispered miserably as he laid his head on their chests,
trembling as he looked out over the sea. (my dark lovers)
"You are still with us and we still have time. Come, we
must away now," Elrohir replied firmly before kissing Legolas tenderly.
"Hannon chen, melethen…" Legolas murmured before kissing
them both. They returned the tender kisses before they parted and headed for the
ship. But Legolas' heart was heavy with foreboding. Why did he sense that the
sea would part them for longer than they could have? (Thank you)
TBC
