Title: Hospitality pt. 2/?
Author: Deathangelgw
Disclaimer: Sadly, if they were mine damned if I would
share!! But they aren't so POOP!
Warnings: AU, slash hints, sap, humor, angst, dark, hinted
twincest, naughty imagery.
Pairings: Elr/Ell, Ell/Elr/Leg later.
Rating: Still PG-13, but it gets naughty!
Notes: Now we get to see how the twins TRULY seduce! (Yes,
I want this to be sweet…not some pwp…gratuitous sex it is not…yet.) Enjoy and
please review!!
'thoughts'
Hitching his quiver higher onto his shoulder and adjusting
the strap, Legolas walked swiftly behind Glorfindel as the Seneschal led him to
the practice range. He sighed softly; tossing his blond hair from his face in
irritation as the wind began playing with it, rolling his eyes as the Elda
laughed softly at him, smiling. "Laugh it up…it isn't you the wind is playing
with!" Legolas said, grinning in amusement as Glorfindel chuckled again.
"Aye, that is true. But it likes you Wood Elves just fine,"
Glorfindel teased back as they finally came to the range. "Ah, here we go. Are
you sure you do not want someone with you?" he asked amiably, smiling.
"Nay. I need to get some frustrations out. Today's council
was a farce. I see not why our dear host puts up with such meandering!" Legolas
cried in a burst of frustration, and then sighed, shaking his head. "My
apologies. I do not wish to criticize the other Elf Lords, but if this is why
talks have been so slow, then no wonder Ada did not want to come! He has less
patience then I!"
"And that would prove why he sent you instead of coming
himself. You showed great wisdom and listening in the Council today, pen-neth.
Do not judge them so harshly and have faith," Glorfindel replied gently, smiling
as he put a soothing hand on Legolas' shoulder in comfort.
"Hannon le, mellonen. I will try to prove your words
right," Legolas murmured softly, smiling up at the other blond before going out
onto the plains so he could take some target practice. Glorfindel watched him go
for a minute before sighing and heading back to the house to meet up with his
lover. Legolas focused on the range, moving back far enough to be a challenge,
then began firing his arrows in swift succession, not even blinking. He did this
for several rounds, taking some time to gather his arrows back and refire them,
releasing his pent-up frustration. 'Elrond warned me that it would be trying! I
had no idea that they were such stubborn idiots!' he thought in disgust as he
fired off another succession of arrows.
He blinked suddenly as he heard applause behind him and
looked over to see Elladan and Elrohir sauntering over to him while applauding.
"Incredible! You did not miss a shot!" Elrohir exclaimed as he bounced over,
grinning mischievously. Legolas found himself returning the grin before he knew
it and relaxed.
"Aye indeed, gwanur. But it seemed so intense. Could it be
our Prince is a bit stressed?" Elladan added slyly, grinning as Legolas cocked
an eyebrow at him as they came over.
"I know not what you mean, mellonen. However, if you would
like, I would not mind having a shooting match with you. I would like to see how
fair the Imladrian Elves against we of the Mirkwood," Legolas replied
flippantly, and then grinned as the twins grinned widely.
"Your challenge has been made and accepted! Prepare
thyself!" Elrohir responded melodramatically, grinning as Legolas laughed and
relaxed even more.
The twins got their bows out and nocked, then all three
decided on what to aim at. They each took turns firing, finding that they were
all very evenly matched, which made for an excellent game. They challenged each
other randomly, laughing or jesting as they relaxed and let their stresses out
for the day. After a while, they packed up and took to walking the trees,
talking amiably about many things: their lives growing up, their families, and
their homes. All three seemed to come to a silent concession not to mention the
Council and its troubles that day.
They eventually made it back in time to get changed and
ready for dinner and promised to meet up at the Fire Hall, where a grand dinner
was going to be held. Legolas found himself actually even humming lightly as he
returned to his rooms to get ready, donning a silver and green tunic that swept
down over his hips, while underneath he wore a pair of green leggings. He
rebraided his hair, adding in some clips from his mother to decorate the flaxen
silk before going over and putting on his silver band to show his status. It was
a braided band with tiny flecks of white gold mingling in it, while a single
emerald leaf trimmed the center.
Satisfied, he grabbed his boots and put them on before
heading for the fire hall. He met up with Calenglîr on the way and they chatted
as they walked towards the formal dining hall. Once there, Legolas found himself
looking around the room, searching for the twins. He frowned slightly when he
didn't see either of them, but then shrugged it off as he spoke to his best
friend while they made their way to sit near Elrond.
Elrond smiled softly at them both and nodded at them as
they sat down. They both nodded back then began chatting amiably with the
Peredhel Lord and his two advisors, Erestor and Glorfindel. Neither noticed the
lithe movements of two Elves as they came in just before dinner started, nor the
gray eyes of the twins as they silently watched Legolas throughout dinner.
After dinner came a time of dance and music as Imladris
showed their honored guests the true times of joy and peace. Many an Elf maiden
asked Legolas to dance and the young prince found himself almost constantly
dancing. He found though that he tired of the boring flirtatious chatter and, at
the first sign of a break, snuck out onto the surrounding balcony.
Sighing in relief, the Mirkwood prince leaned his head
against the cool marble pillar he was near as he watched the stars. He smiled
softly and closed his eyes as one of his favorite tunes floated out, surrounding
him in its light airy tones and soothing him. He hummed softly along, mixing in
the harmony his mother would always sing when this song played as he took in the
peaceful surroundings. He heard the soft shift of feet and robes near him, but
didn't move. Lavender and the soft scent of pine tickled his nose and he felt a
gentle smile come unwittingly to his lips as he relaxed even more.
"Elbereth painted a lovely sight this night. Do you not
think so, pen bain?" Elladan's voice was gentle as he and Elrohir came to stand
next to Legolas, though they didn't come too close.
"Aye. Her happiness shimmers down onto us like dust,"
Legolas whispered softly as he looked up at the sky filled with twinkling stars.
"We saw you vanish…very wise of you, mellonen," Elrohir
said teasingly as he tilted his head to look at Legolas, who smiled back.
"Maidens are sweet…until they go too far. Parties tend to
bore me, though I must say that Lord Elrond does throw an excellent one," the
fair prince replied as he nuzzled the warming marble. He closed his eyes and
began humming again to the tune that surrounded them in soothing melodies and
harmonies. He felt a warmth move closer to him, then heard a soft tenor join
his, weaving a melody along with his softly. Soon after, a gentle baritone
joined the twin songs, softly interweaving among their harmonies as they sang
the song.
With a soft sigh, Legolas broke the trance he seemed to
have fallen into as the music ended and applause along with laughter floated out
from the hall. He looked over and locked eyes with the twins, all reading the
other to see what they would find with each other. Slowly, he held his hands out
and they reached out as well. Their fingers met in-between, lacing together as
they watched each other carefully. Quietly, the twins moved closer, bringing up
the hands they held captured with their own to their chests as they drew to
Legolas' side.
Watching them silently, Legolas felt a soft smile cross his
lips as they wrapped their other arms around his waist or back, holding him
close. He leaned his head onto Elladan's chest, smiling even more as Elrohir
laid his own head amidst the flaxen silk crowning Legolas' head. He felt a soft
press upon his head and relaxed with a soft sigh, letting their presence soothe
his mind of all the troubles that were out there, waiting to strike.
After a few minutes, he pulled back slowly so he wouldn't
startle them, then smiled endearingly at them before kissing their palms and
releasing their hands. He winked at them as they both cocked identical eyebrows
in query at him, then they both watched as he all but glided back into the hall
and the party going on.
"Gwanur…I do believe that he is playing with us," Elrohir
murmured as he leaned into his brother, watching the lithe form of the Mirkwood
Prince return to the dance floor once again, this time with Arwen.
"Aye, brother…I believe you are right. We shall have to
play along, but on our terms," Elladan replied softly and they smirked up at
each other in pleasure at the thought. Returning to the party, they continued to
enjoy the night, but knew that things had only just begun for the Mirkwood
prince.
TBC
Translation notes:
Gwanur: brother (twin)
Ada: Father
Mellonen: My friend
Pen bain: Beautiful one
Hannon le: thank you
