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Princes Three: The Beginning	By : nuwing Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 19708 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 11

Elladan�s eyes flew open, but otherwise he remained motionless, trying to decipher the odd sensation that had awakened him. Mayhap it had been a dream�Nay, the curiously sensual tickle was still there. He felt as though some warm liquid were running across his chest, down his stomach, then back up, only to begin the pattern again, over and over. It was most disconcerting.
Raising his head ever so slightly, the elder twin found his nose buried in silky strands, and inhaled a familiar scent, sunshine mingled with woodsy musk. Dropping his head to the pillow in relieved resignation, he quietly asked, "�Las, what are you doing?"
"Waiting for you to awaken, of course," the woodland prince replied distractedly, never pausing in his game. Licking his own forefinger liberally, Legolas traced a wet triangle on his lover�s torso, circling each nipple before slipping down to draw a lazy circle around the navel, then returning to complete the shape.
"You know, anor n�n, that it is quite early in the night, hmm? There is yet no light, save the sliver of ithil which is still high," Elladan whispered. "Why would you suppose I might wake at this hour?"
Lifting his head from the dark elf�s shoulder, Legolas grinned at the twinkle in the silvery eyes, shining despite the blackness of the nearly moonless night. "I have no idea, el n�n," he replied, his own eyes innocently wide. "Because you were abed early last eve?"

Even in the gloom of the unlit bed-chamber, the woodland prince knew an ebony eyebrow had arched skyward. "Mayhap I was abed early last eve, melethen, but I was most assuredly not asleep," the elder twin drawled amusedly. "And neither were you. Another guess?"
"Perchance some hopelessly infatuated elf was unable to keep his hands away, and your repose was disturbed?", Legolas answered, his voice determinedly serious, though a smile played on his lips.
Elladan chuckled softly, pulling the golden prince more snugly against his own body. "Perchance," he agreed pressing a kiss to the golden hair. "But why is the infatuated elf awake at all? What disturbs his sleep this night?"
"He does not wish to waste any time sleeping," Legolas replied, his voice becoming forlorn. "�Tis only two more days �til the feasting ends, then Ada will expect me home soon as may be." Turning his face into the elder twin�s neck, he whispered wistfully, "I wish the two of you could journey with me, melethen. �Twould be far easier to explain to Ada if you were there. And I do not wish to leave you."
"Aye, I know," Elladan said seriously, stroking the prince�s back soothingly. "But we cannot be spared just now, �Las. If you wish, if you would feel more secure, do not talk to your adar �til we arrive. We will come as soon as we may escape our winter duties. �Roh and I do not wish to be parted from you, either, anor n�n."
"�Roh did not wish to be awakened before dawn, either, but it has happened still," a drowsy voice broke in, as the elf-knight snuggled tightly against the warm body beside him, stretching an arm across to lay on his brother�s stomach. "What is amiss, anor n�n? Why are you waking?"
"I dread returning to Taur-na-Fuin alone," the woodland prince said sadly. "I shall miss you terribly, and I fear Ada will question our relationship�"
"Do you question it, melethen?", Elladan asked seriously. "Will you doubt our love goes with you when you return to Taur-na-Fuin?"
"Nay," the archer answered quickly. "I do not doubt. I am sure here," he said, placing a hand over his heart. "If I have any doubts, they are of my family�s ability�willingness�to understand. For the most part, my people have only passing knowledge of twins. And some of them still blame the Noldor for many of our tragedies."
"Have a little faith, �Las, in the Valar and in your adar. No one else really matters," Elrohir encouraged. "Thranduil loves you, anor n�n. Even if he does not understand, I cannot believe he would seek to deprive you. He will accept your choice, if you are content."
"Then all will be well," Legolas replied with a smile, "Because I am more than content. I am euphorically happy."
"Let me taste, " the elf-knight said teasingly, gently pulling the prince away from the elder twin. "I am a connoisseur of euphoric elf." Covering the inviting lips with his own, Elrohir insistently pushed his tongue into the compliant mouth, thoroughly exploring every niche, drawing soft moans of pleasure from his victim, until need for air forced him to break away. "Aye," he announced, "I have to agree. This is one flawless euphoric elf."
"I beg to differ, t�ren," Elladan said gravely, his eyes twinkling. "That is my infatuated elf you are mauling, and I want him back. Hand him over."
"As you wish," Elrohir said cheerfully, releasing an amused Legolas and pushing him toward the other.
Throwing a leg casually across the woodland prince, the elder twin toyed languidly with one golden nipple ring, watching the darkening blue-green eyes intently. "Mayhap he is large enough to share, eh, rohir n�n?", Elladan suggested with mock seriousness, bending his head to nip and suckle the ivory throat before pressing a gentle kiss to the parted lips.
"Mayhap," the elf-knight began, arching an eyebrow thoughtfully. "On the other hand�"
Legolas broke in with a snicker. "Mayhap the euphoric, infatuated elf has his own agenda for this night. Mayhap you should inquire, hmm?"
"Begging your pardon, ernilen," Elladan returned with a grin. "What would your plans be for our mutual entertainment?"
"As I am soon to be parted from my favorite elves," Legolas answered, eyes gleaming, "I think I shall have a snack this night." Smiling wickedly, he went on, "A two-course snack. First you," he purred, raising a hand to Elladan�s astonished face.
"And then you, rohir n�n," he whispered, pulling the elf-knight down for a quick kiss. "You may stay here and watch," the prince murmured, flicking his tongue over the younger twin�s ear, causing him to shudder. "I should like to see you pleasure yourself, I think. But remember, you are to have me next. Save some strength, hmm?"
Struck speechless with amazement, Elrohir nodded mutely and settled himself comfortably against the pillows. Legolas turned the full gaze of his emerald-dark eyes on the elder twin, and said, "The oil, �Dan. I plan on needing it. And a light, I think." Lips curling in a predatory grin, he purred, "So we can all see."
Drawing a deep breath, Elladan sat up an re-lit the large candle that stood on the night table, the flickering light casting a soft glow over the bed. Opening a drawer, he felt blindly for the familiar shape of the oil vial. Finding the small container, he held it up for Legolas, who took the vial and handed it wordlessly to Elrohir.
"Now," the prince asked softly, turning to the elder twin, "Where were we, el n�n?"
Pushing back a strand of golden hair, Elladan stared into the emerald eyes, now warm and almost innocent in expression. Shaking his head ruefully, he dropped a gentle kiss on the warm mouth before moving to nuzzle a perfectly pointed ear. "I believe, anor n�n, that we were about here," he whispered, trailing his tongue wetly from the prince�s ear to his neck, suckling and nipping to mark the translucent skin.
"I believe you are right, " Legolas murmured, tangling one hand in the midnight-dark hair that shrouded them both. Raising his head, the prince flicked his tongue over the dark elf�s mouth temptingly. "Have me, melethen," he said softly, pulling Elladan down, pressing up in invitation. "Any way you want."
Groaning as the seductive voice went straight to his groin, the elder twin sealed his mouth over the parted lips, slipping his tongue past the nipping teeth to tease the other�s tongue, finally tempting it into his own mouth, to be nipped and caressed mercilessly. Moaning with pleasure, the woodland prince slid one hand down the dark elf�s heavily muscled back, strong fingers digging in firmly. Arching up, he ground his hips slowly, rubbing their straining erections together, causing fierce sparks of sensation to flare, leaving both gasping.
Elrohir swallowed hard, his own member throbbing insistently. Recalling the prince�s sultry words, he ran a tentative finger across the weeping tip, his breath hitching at the sharp prick of pleasure, his hand closing reflexively around the hardened flesh. Suddenly Elladan�s darkened gaze turned to meet his own.

Aye, go ahead. It will please him, rohir n�n. And me.

His attention caught by Elladan�s sudden stillness, Legolas followed the dark elf�s intent gaze to Elrohir, who now stroked his own member steadily. "Ai, yes�", he whispered hoarsely, "You are magnificent, melethron. Do not stop." As if pushed beyond control by the sight of the younger twin, the golden prince spread his thighs wider, wrapping his own legs around Elladan�s, pulling the elder twin deeper into his embrace.
Licking his dry lips, the elf-knight locked his gaze on the writhing elves before him, his hand moving of its own accord, causing him to whimper at the sensation. Watching with passion-blurred eyes, he saw his twin slide slowly down the hard ivory body, stopping to suckle at the peaked nipples, pulling with teeth and tongue on the golden rings.

Forcing his gaze to the prince�s face, he groaned audibly at the look of rapturous pleasure. The fair face was flushed, shimmering in the soft light, emerald eyes dilated with need. Even as he watched, transfixed, Legolas arched his back with a growl, pressing his throbbing peachy-pink member toward Elladan�s avidly lapping tongue.
Taking the hard length in one hand, the dark elf swirled his tongue teasingly over the engorged head, slurping noisily, before lowering his mouth swiftly to engulf the woodland prince. Shrieking helplessly, Legolas gasped, "Please, wait�wait.."
With a final swipe at the weeping slit, Elladan pulled himself back up to press soothing kisses to the flushed face. "Wait for what, pen vain?", he murmured, flicking a teasing tongue into the prince�s ear.
"Please, I�I want you inside when I come�", Legolas whimpered, pressing up urgently against the dark elf�s body. "Please, el n�n�now."
"Aye, now, anor n�n," the elder twin breathed, reaching for the oil vial that lay on Elrohir�s pillow. Without stopping his own steady strokes, the shuddering elf-knight grabbed the vial and flipped the top off, pouring a generous amount into his twin�s hand.
As the prince tried to push against him, Elladan stilled him with one strong hand. "Wait," he whispered, his voice rasping. "Look at �Roh." As Legolas turned his head to watch, the elder twin reached out and closed his own oiled hand over his brother�s pumping fist.

Let me.

Hissing wordlessly, Elrohir, reluctantly moved his own hand, allowing his twin�s slick hand to wrap firmly around his dripping length. Stroking rapidly, Elladan had to close his own eyes to regain control as his brother began to moan, his hips rocking with each movement, until with a smothered groan he came, his silvery seed running over the pale hand.
"Sweet Eru�", Legolas moaned, flicking his tongue over the elder twin�s seed-slick hand, causing Elladan to growl, thrusting reflexively. "Please, take me�hard, now", the golden prince panted, slamming his hips up against the dark elf�s body.
Slicking his own aching erection first, Elladan quickly slid two finger into the prince�s relaxed opening, scissoring gently, quickly finding and stroking his lover�s pleasure spot until Legolas trembled and pleaded beneath him. Pushing the long legs up around his waist, the dark elf buried himself completely in one thrust, the clinging heat causing him to whimper wordlessly, even as he remained still.
With a shuddering breath, the elder twin pulled back and thrust hard into the golden body, drawing a keening cry from Legolas. "Ai! Like that�yes", the prince groaned, meeting each powerful thrust eagerly, the piercing rod pounding his sweet spot again and again, his throbbing member caught in the delicious friction between their bodies.
Suddenly wrapping his legs tight, pulling the dark elf deeper into his body, Legolas reached up and grabbed Elladan�s shoulders, locking him down at the peak of a thrust. "Oh �yes �now�" the prince whimpered, even as the elder twin felt the tightening muscles grip him harder, forcing a groan from his lips. As if in slow motion, Legolas arched his back sharply, with a sobbing wail, as shimmering cream spurted from his twitching length, spilling over both their stomachs.
Elladan closed his eyes as the spasming passage caressed him, unable to move, locked into the prince�s tight embrace. "Oh, �Las�", he gasped, "Oh, gods�" Feeling his groin tighten forcefully, the dark elf buried his face in his lover�s throat, muffling his shout as he finally reached his climax, spilling his seed deep in the warm body beneath him.
Shuddering, Elladan moved carefully off the still-gasping prince, and collapsed on the bed, snuggling close. Legolas reached for the elf-knight and kissed him sweetly, drawing him into a warm embrace. Reaching across the prince, Elrohir tucked a strand of inky hair behind his twin�s ear, sending another tremor through the seemingly boneless body.
"I think I may be in danger of dying," Elladan announced soberly. "That was too much of a very good thing. Just too much."
Elrohir snickered, then leaned over to press an affectionate kiss to his twin�s cheek. "Aye, it probably was too much, �Dan," he said teasingly. "But what a memory to take to the Halls, hmm?"
"There is always that," Elladan retorted with a grin. "I daresay they�ll all be impressed."
Legolas stretched lazily, then pressed himself tightly against the elf-knight. "And what memory do you wish to make, rohir n�n?", he purred, his hand drawing fluid circles on the pale chest. "How would you like to have me, hmm?"
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Elvish Translations:
el n�n - my star

anor n�n - my sun

ithil - the moon

rohir n�n - my knight

melethen - my love

Taur-na-Fuin - Mirkwood (wood of nightshade)

Ada, Adar - Dad, Father

t�ren - my brother

ernilen - my prince

melethron - male lover

pen vain - beautiful one

Ai - oh
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