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Falling into Temptation.
Chapter/ Part: 11.
Author:
Celebrian.
E-mail: Celebrian@datafull.com
Web page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Celebrianlotrsfanfiction
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Pairing:
Elrohir/ Glorfindel & Elrond / Erestor. Elladan also mentioned.
Rating:
PG13.
Summary: Elrohir makes little use of his new found
secret regarding his father´s true relationship with his chief advisor and
Elladan tries to give Elrohir a little nudge out of the door.
Disclaimer: I don’t own them :o( But they all live in
my mind.
Warnings: Angst I suppose.
Author’s
notes: According to elvish majority
standards. An elf reaches adulthood at the age of 50 our 21 equivalent. So in
this story Elrohir and Elladan are between 40 and 41 elvish years. This would
make them 17 in human standards.
-- *In Elrond´s reminiscence the twins are 31, that would make them 13
according human standards *.--
Elvish
Translations Ada: Father/ Papa.
Feedback: Please, Please! I beg of you. I will be
eternally grateful :o)
* * Thanks to Elaine and Emerald for
the beta and the wonderful additions to the story :o) * *
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Everything
was running smoothly in the library… The twins had quietened down as soon as
their father left the room, and did not cause any more trouble.
Now the
three elves were each concentrating hard on their work. Elrohir was drawing a
map of the route from Lórien to Imladris, and Elladan one of the routes which
get to Mirkwood forest, while Glorfindel remade one of the maps ruined in the
morning.
The blond
eldar was distracted by a movement at a desk other than his own. Elrohir was
briskly rubbing his arms. Glorfindel had felt the slight change of temperature
as the fire started to die down, but he had been reluctant to leave the path he
was drawing unfinished. So he had paid no attention to it. The difference was that Elrohir was only
wearing a thin shirt because his robe was unwearable after the attempt to save
the maps on which the ink had fallen.
After a
deep sigh Glorfindel finally stood to add more wood to the ashes of the almost
dead fire.
Elrohir’s
eyes followed the blond eldar from the desk he was working at to the fireplace.
He was adding wood to it. The younger prince sighed as he watched his beloved…
Fortunately
Glorfindel could not stay upset with him and Elladan for very long… He thought
while he dreamed of the blond elf’s lips…
“Can you
pass me more ink?…” Elladan asked, concentrating on his work. After no reply,
nor ink, he looked up and saw his brother staring dreamily at Glorfindel as he
lit the fire. “ELROHIR!”
“What?…”
The younger prince snapped back from his dreamland in which Glorfindel was
lighting the fire so they could lay warmly next to it holding each other
closely; and looked at his brother.
“INK”
“Oh … Yes…”
Elrohir smiled, ashamed for been caught out so easily, and handed the ink to
Elladan.
The two
dark haired elves watching the whole scene from the side door had to suppress a
chuckle at Elrohir´s obvious distraction.
Elrond
remembered a similar situation had occurred a few years ago on a spring day when Elrohir´s infatuation for his
tutor had been fully revealed.
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They had been all sitting around a big natural
stone ledge which served as their table for lunch that day. The sun had been up in the sky and the party of elves
had arranged their table under the shadowy protection of the branches of a
short tree close to the riverbank. Elrond, Erestor, Glorfindel, Lindir, and the
twins were enjoying some free time from their daily duties… Galdor had also
been there… and Haldir…
“This is so peaceful. I enjoy the quietness of
the forest but at the same it makes me miss the sound of the ocean nonetheless.”,
Galdor had stated.
“I know what you mean. Everytime I leave Imladris one of the things I miss the
most is the sound of the waterfalls.” Erestor had stated.
“The trees… The tall ancient trees is what I
miss the most…” Haldir had confessed dreamily, to himself more than for the
others.
“Ada. Are Elrohir and me going to see the ocean
soon?. I want to see it…” Elladan pleaded at his father.
“You will see it Elladan…” Elrond had smiled at
his oldest son’s natural rush for the knowledge of unknown things and places.
“I can not tell you how soon but you will.”
“Do you miss something from Gondolin
Glorfindel?…Something especial like the sound of the waterfalls or the ocean,
or the trees of Lórien?” The oldest prince had inquired.
“Maybe the reflection of the sun on the walls
of the city. There was a high hill where you could watch the sunset and the
special tonalities that the city took as it went down…until Ithil appeared to
take it’s place in the sky.”
“What do you think you’ll miss if you had to
stay away from home?” Elrond had asked Elladan.
“Mnnn… You.” Elladan stated after some thinking
“I would miss you Ada. And Erestor and Glorfindel and Lindir too…”
With this statement the oldest prince had won a
tender loving kiss placed on his head by a joyful father.
“And you Elrohir?”. Glorfindel had asked
turning his gaze to his youngest pupil.
“Ah?…” Elrohir had blushed furiously while
fidgeting frantically with the fabric of his light shirt. “What?… I…I…” Was the
only sound he had been able to mumble.
“It seems you have a young and adoring admirer.
My friend.” Haldir had mused outloud to the greater distress of the young
elf-boy, whose face at that point was as red as a mature apple, his eyes had
desperately sought help from his other
tutor sitting next to him. Who, after chuckling at both Haldir´s comment and Elrond´s perplexed raised eyebrow,
had petted the young prince’s back soothingly. And Elrohir had sunk in to the protection of the dark haired eldar´s
arms.
While Glorfindel had been as baffled as Elrond
with the younger prince’s reaction.
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Elrohir was leaning his upper body over Elladan´s map and staring
dreamily at his beloved.
Glorfindel stood and smiled at the sudden change of Elrohir´s object of
observation. Now the youngest prince seemed to be trying to memorize what his
brother had drawn…
“Elrond!. Erestor!…” The blond eldar made a slight bow in salutation to
the two observing elves.
At the knowledge that his father was in the same room Elrohir started to
bite his lower lip nervously. *Had he
noticed him staring at Glorfindel?*. The younger twin felt a kick on his
leg and he gazed at Elladan who was looking intently at him and trying to tell
him to loosen up.
“Have they given you more trouble?” Elrond asked seriously as he and his
lover approached the small group that gathered around Elladan´s desk.
“They have behaved…”Glorfindel smiled lovingly at both his students who
were looking at him, waiting for him to talk.
“It is always good to hear that…”
The Lord of the House smiled proudly at his sons.
“Are your students too busy Glorfindel?. I thought they might want to
come with me to the stables to check on the horses…”
“But Papa told us to. Ouch!” Elrohir complained loudly at his brother
kicked him on his leg.
“Why are you kicking your brother Elladan?!” Elrond asked, pretending to
be angry whilst in fact he was fighting not to laugh. “I do remember what I
have said this morning. And you two WILL help in the kitchen later.”
“Ada! There are too many maids there!” Elladan complained. “They …
giggle for no reason! …It is very awkward…” The oldest prince frowned his
forehead to emphasise his discomfort.
“Maybe you should think about that before you get into trouble.” Elrond
stated calmly, staring at his son.
“Can we not help Erestor in the stables instead of kitchen duty?.
Please?”. Elladan looked pleadingly at his father, who turned to look at
Erestor momentarily.
“I have no problem…” The dark haired tutor confirmed. “But if you misbehave. You will go directly
and without questions to the kitchen.” Erestor clarified, firmly staring at his
pupils.
“We will be nice Erestor.” Elrohir assured.
*Is it possible for you not to be
nice Lirimaer?* Glorfindel thought as he gazed momentarily at his beloved.
“We are finished here for today.” The golden haired eldar assured as he forced
himself to look at his friends.
“You do not need them to help you clean this?”.
“No… I will manage…”
“I will help him. You go…”Elrond stabefobefore his younger son could
form any of the words he had in mind. He had to repress the smirk playing on
his lips when the youngest elfling pouted involuntarily.
“I will go get the coats…” Elladan leapt out of his chair and stormed
out of the room.
“I will go bring some tea.” The golden haired elf Lord stated.
Elrond, Erestor and Elrohir were left alone in the library… The young
prince went back to his desk and sat to finish a border he was drawing on his
map until his brother came back with the cloaks. Elrohir tried vainly to focus
on the sheet of paper he was working on but instead his gaze kept jumping to
his father and his lover. They were looking at Glorfindel´s half-finished map.
And talking about their friend’s drawing skills. Elrohir looked at them carefully and wondered how had he been so
foolish as not to realise before about their relationship. Their body language
spoke of their true union to everyone who wanted to listen.
“How come you are wearing a high neck shirt Erestor?”. Elrohir asked,
playing intrigued, and hardly managing to suppress the already formed smirk on
his face when both his father and his lover snapped from the map they were
concentrating on, to look at him. “You used to tell Elladan and me they were
not comfortable when we needed new clothes…”
“Well… They are not Pen-Neth…”Erestor managed to say uneasily.
“Then why are you wearing it?.” Elrohir pierced both Erestor´s and his
father’s anxious glances, smiling ingenuously at them.
“… I… do not know. I suppose it is the first thing I found this
morning…”
“Ah… Well… You look nice in it… Does he not Ada?” The young elfling
flipped from the panicked dark haired elf to the Lord of the house.
“Eh…Yes… I have not really noticed…” Elrond managed to say after paying
a quickk atk at his beloved.
“I could not find yours Elrohir”. Elladan yelled as he entered the room.
“I will get it…” Elrohir smiled to the two elders and left with his twin
brother.
Both elves looked at each other anxiously.
“You are shaking Erestor.” The Lord of Imladris assured.
“So are you…”
“Has he noticed?” Elrond asked puzzled to his lover.
“I do not know” the dark haired elf tutor muttered. “Maybe it is time to
talk to them… We have put this issue aside for far too long… It will be worse
if they find out in another way. Yesterday night, when I left the study,
Elrohir was outside searching for a book.”
“You have not told me that.” Elrond accused lightly. “…I thought I might
have heard a noise…” he thought outloud.
“He acted normally! I paid no heed to it. If he had listened to anything
he would have acted somehow different…” Erestor tried to reassure his better
half as much as he tried to reassure himself of what he was saying.
“Yes… I assume he would…” Elrond lost himself in Erestor´s dark eyes as
he collected himself. “We might be over reacting.” He smiled amorously at his
beloved. “You DO look…NICE …in that shirt…” He stated with a wicked smile
playing on his features as he gave Erestor a full hungry look which made the
other elf blush.
“The twins are close…” Glorfindel informed, noticing the idyllic moment
his friends were sharing, as he entered carrying a tray with tea as well as
something to snack on and placed it in a small wooden table.
“We are ready Erestor!…” Elladan yelled from the front door a fraction
of a second later than the warning , as
his father managed to pull away from Erestor´s entrancing eyes.
“I am coming…” Erestor glanced at
his elder love and followed the hurrying elflings.
The blond eldar looked at his friend and smiled knowingly.
“How many times have you saved us for being caught in an awkward
situation?” Elrond mused heartily, smiling at his blond friend.
“Ai… I stopped counting when the children were twelve…” The golden
haired elf laughed. And so did Elrond.
“Thankyou” The dark haired elven Lord smiled gratefully he ohe other and
took the offered steamy cup of tea. “Elrohir does not know anything. Does he?”
“Not that I am aware of. Why?”
“Mnnn… Nothing… Must be my imagination playing with me…” Elrond, who was
looking through the window, turned to face his friend. “Elrohir was watching
you…” The elven Lord let a small giggle escape his mouth. “ While you were
adding wood to the fire… That reminded me of the time Haldir noticed -before
all of us- the nature of his feelings
towards you…”
“I remember…Nine years ago.”
“Yes…Nine years ago since we noticed, but I believe it is far longer
that he has felt that way.” Elrond sat
facing Glorfindel in one of the chairs around the little table that held the
tea tray. “Even as a baby he would only stop crying in your arms.”
“He and Elladan were adorable babies…” The golden haired eldar smiled at
the remembrance of both infants in his arms. “But I can not be objective with
this.. They will always be adorable to my eyes… And I am afraid they know
that…”He chuckled. “And use it on their own behalf”.
“Yes. They know how to use their …charms… with us, and which kind with
who”. Elrond chuckled heartily.
“They have
grown to be magnificent young elves”
“Yes.”
Elrond smiled “I still do not understand helebelebrian was able to leave them
the way she did.”
“She might
have her reasons.” Glorfindel said quietly. “Not every one is meant to be a
parent.”
“I know.
But still I can not understand how she could abandon them”, Elrond shook his
head in disbelief. “How was she able to push them away the way she did… does,
when she is here. They are not the ones to blame for our losses.”
“Of course
they are not. But you have to understand that Celebrian is very troubled
and alone. She, differently from you,
has lost all possibility of being with the one she had chosen to share her
heart with. She has to carry this burden, of a loveless marriage, alone. Her
bed is empty either here at Imladris or Lórien. “
“She has
the same freedom I have to find a rightful Lover Glorfindel.” Elrond reproached
childishly, making the blond eldar smile for he had sounded pretty much like
his oldest son.
“That is
not the kind of emptiness I was referring about…” Glorfindel smiled tenderly at
the Lord of Imladris. He was a mighty warrior and a mighty Lord but sometimes,
he could not help but look as vulnerable as a small child.
Speaking of
the full round of the sun when Elrond had almost lost his beloved was one of
the main reasons for such vulnerability showing. Only Glorfindel had been
allowed to witness his pain and help him carry it. Referring to Celebrian…
Elrond always looked vulnerable when this issue was the main topic of
conversation and his lover was not in the same room. He would always blame
himself; for taking away Erestor´s rightful place in his – their-, lives it was
something he would never be able to endu
&
“She could
have the love of her children, yet she always manages to push them away.”
“She can
not let the twins love her because she is not ready to love. And for that, she
first needs to feel she deserves to be loved.”
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The three
dark haired elves were standing at the entrance of the stables. Erestor was
searching visually for the elf-boy he had been talking to the previous day.
“You two go
help brush the horses and I will be right back.” The elder one ordered his
pupils and with this the elven Lord lefe twe twins alone.
“Since when
are you so eager to work in the stables?.” Elrohir asked annoyed at his
brother .
“Do you
prefer the kitchen?”
“Neither…”
Muttered Elrohir throwing Elladan a brush. “I will have to spend a whole hour
in the tub to get rid of the smell now.”
“You can
always ask for help…” The oldest prince teased. “Maybe …someone to help you
cover yourself with soap…” he grinned.
“He would
not be interested.” Elrohir sighed, bothered.
“Are you
sure?”
“I
correct myself. He might be interested
but will never agree to do it.”
“I am
sorry… He will give up someday. Do not worry.”
“But…” The young prince muffled. “I do not know.”
“What?”.
Elladan inquired intrigued.
“I can not
wait much longer… I … I am not myself Elladan.” Elrohir whispered.
“ Why do
you say that?”
“The …
feelings I have. They frighten me sometimes. I … think things I have never
thought before.” He whispered conspiratorially to his brother over the back of
the horse they were brushing.
“Like?…”
“Ah… No…
Forget it. Never mind…”
“Came on
Elrohir! you can talk to me. I will not tell.” He reassured his youngest twin.
“And I promise not to laugh if it is something funny”
“I think of
slipping into his bed in the middle of the night when everybody is sleep.”
Elrohir confessed.
“That is
all?” The oldest elf raised his shoulders as if he could not see what the
problem was. “You have DONE that your whole life!”
“Yes. But
that is not all I want to do.” Elrohir looked at his brother a little scared.
“Yesterday I took the sleeping elixir father prepared for him, and when I was
in my room, after I handed it to him, I could not stop thinking if he wouldn’t
notice if I … entered the room and…lay with him and…” he trailed off, ashamed
at his thinking.
“Touch
him?”
“Yes.”
Elrohir looked a little desperately at his brother, asking for some kind of
advice.
“That is
quite normal Elrohir.” Elladan smiled soothingly at his twin. “You only want to
be with him.”
“But. It is
not good to … touch… somebody in their sleep. I would never have thought of it
Elladan. I would never dare hurt him.”
“You will
not hurt him Elrohir. Listen. I have had the same kind of … sensations and I
know they are quite overwhelming and frightening. But… there is nothing wrong
with them. You think you will not be able to control yourself from doing what
you have in mind and you end up doing nothing.” Elladan smiled confidently to
his anxious twin. “Is this why you were so quiet at breakfast?”
“Mnnn… That
and because I have not read the book… I saw him as soon as I stepped out of my
room this morning and I thought I would kill myself before hurting him.”
Elrohir added after some consideration.
“I believe
you had this fantasy because Glorfindel…”Elladan looked everywhere as his
brother frantically shushed him “… he would not let you touch him when he is
awake… so you thought of an alternative possibility…” he ended whispering. “ ´Tis nothing Elrohir. Trust me.”
“I do not
know Elladan. Sometimes I think I might not be able to handle this. It is only
getting worse.”
“Maybe if
you… touched yourself more often…” Elladan advised.
“ELLADAN!” Elrohir
chided outraged.
“What?! It
might help you… bear… the waiting…” Elladan smirked at his still outraged
brother. “Is not like you have never done it. Do not be such a prude Elrohir.
It does help. You should try to do it more often.”
“I think
you have brushed that part already Elrohir.” Erestor mused as the twins snapped
to face him. “I would hurry if I were you. You still have five more steeds to
work on before dinner. And I do suppose you will want to take a bath first.”
“Five
more?!” Elladan cried.
“Yes… Five
more.” The dark haired eldar smirked at his student’s reaction. “I will be
outside if you need me. Alright?.”
“We will never finish in time for dinner…”
Elrohir whined.
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Elrohir was
in his room, stable work finally over for the day. The only thing left was the
smell on his body and clothes.
The young
prince took the clothes off quickly, throwing the garments in a disregarded
pile at the side of the tube and, once naked, sank in the steamy scented water.
He closed his eyes, sighing with pleasure as the warm liquid surrounded his
naked flesh, and leaned into the crafted stone wall. Glorfindel´s hands brushing his hair tangles free came
immediately to his mind. He could almost feel the tender movement of his hands,
pulling the few braids he had been wearing that day, the day he had rescued
him.
Running an
unconscious hand across his chest, he remembered the brush of his beloved’s
naked flesh against his. How soft it had been to Elrohir´s awakened body, maybe
if he had pushed things further back then... but he did not… and all he had now
was the memory of the warm alluring contact of their heated bodies; crushing
together during their passionate kiss.
What wouldn’t Elrohir give to have Glorfindel coming through his
bathroom door at that instant and
taking him. Making love to him… All he craved was his touch, his loving tender
touch… on his entire body…
TBC…
(( Don’t hate me… :o)
… ))
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