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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 11.5 (AKA 'Roh's Turn)

How would you like to have me?

His eyes widening in surprise, the younger twin began, "You are surely exhausted, anor n�n. You do not have to�"
Raising himself on one elbow, Legolas frowned threateningly at Elrohir. "Are you refusing me, Peredhel? Because I do not like being denied my snacks."
"I would not dream of denying you anything you truly want, wood elf," the elf-knight returned, pulling the golden body closer, sliding his hands down the smoothly muscled frame. Pressing the prince onto his back, the younger twin moved up and kissed the swollen lips tenderly, then lowered his head to mark the ivory neck with teeth and lips.
Raising his head again, Elrohir flicked his tongue enticingly across one high cheekbone, then pressed a light kiss to the end of the archer�s nose. To the elf-knight�s surprise, he found himself regarded with eyes once again emerald-dark. Tracing the fair face with a gentle finger, he asked, "Why so hungry, melethen? Do you not wish to rest? I will still be here at daybreak."
In answer, Legolas grasped the younger twin�s wrist, placing the captive hand on his already hardened length. "Nay, I do not wish to rest, rohir n�n," he growled, pushing instinctively toward the warm hand. "I wish to have the second half of my snack. Now."
Shivering at the naked lust in the emerald eyes, Elrohir lightly traced the firm column with his fingers, drawing an appreciative groan from the woodland prince. "Oh, yes�that is nice�", Legolas purred, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure, "Very nice, indeed�". Arching his back wantonly, he pressed against the teasing hand, panting breathlessly. "I like it when you touch me, melethen."
Swallowing hard, his own arousal becoming urgent, the elf-knight turned his darkened gaze to his twin in amazement, raising one eyebrow in silent question. A just-recovering Elladan shrugged, grinning broadly.

Do not ask, �Roh. Just enjoy it.
Oh, most definitely, t�ren.

Dragging himself atop the writhing prince, Elrohir captured the open mouth in a fiery kiss, grinding his hips slowly and firmly against the golden body. Breaking away to gasp for breath, the elf-knight groaned as strong fingers kneaded his buttocks, pulling him even tighter against his lover�s rocking hips.
"I can not wait�", Legolas panted harshly, opening his legs wider, "Please�". Then it seemed to his lust-fogged senses that the world spun suddenly, and he found himself astride Elrohir, his hips caught in a vice-like grip.
"I want you like this, anor n�n," the elf-knight growled, his disturbing grey gaze grown dark as his obsidian hair. "Take yourself."
Elladan wordlessly opened the oil vial, and poured a stream into the prince�s hand, watching breathlessly as his twin�s throbbing erection was slicked with sure strokes. As he moved to return to his vantage point, a slippery hand caught his arm, fingers kneading enticingly, and he turned to find Legolas regarding him intently, the emerald eyes dilated nearly past seeing. To his surprise, a seductive voice echoed in his thoughts.

Stay here, el n�n. I would have you where I can touch.

Midnight-dark eyes wide, the elder twin obediently stopped, propping himself against the middle pillows. As he settled in with a shaky breath, oiled fingers interlaced with his own, then pulled away, leaving a light coating of oil on his hand. Then the slick hand dropped quickly to his hard length, stroking rapidly, drawing gasping moans from the dark elf. Suddenly, the voice echoed again in his mind, light and teasing, and he looked at the archer incredulously.

Touch yourself, melethen. Watch me, and pleasure yourself. You know you want to.

A heartbeat later, Elladan smiled slightly, letting his thoughts flow, as he closed his fist around his own straining erection.

As you wish, pen vain.

With a wicked grin at the elder twin, the prince licked his lips suggestively, before turning his attention once more to Elrohir. Reaching behind his own body with practiced ease, Legolas grasped the elf-knight�s turgid length and lowered himself onto it slowly, fair head thrown back in pleasure. "Oh gods, �Roh�", he gasped, "oh�yes�you feel so good�so good�".
Groaning wordlessly, Elrohir pushed upward, impaling the prince fully, his strong hands holding the ivory hips motionless. "Sweet Elbereth�", the younger twin breathed, loosening his grip to run gentle fingers over the golden form before him. "You will undo me with your words if you do not hush, anor n�n."
"That would be most interesting, rohir n�n," Legolas whispered teasingly, rearranging himself astride the elf-knight with small motions that made Elrohir hiss. "But I would prefer to undo you like this, I think," the prince growled, raising his body nearly free, before rapidly sheathing the throbbing member once more.
Elrohir moaned hoarsely, raising himself on his elbows to watch in awe as the woodland prince impaled himself again and again, the fair face rapt in concentration, glowing with pleasure.
The elder twin tightened his grip on his own raging arousal, stroking rapidly, transfixed by the wanton movements of the golden prince. As he felt his stomach tighten warningly, the emerald eyes turned to him, gleaming like those of some great cat in the dark, and a sinuous voice crawled through his mind.

Come for me, el n�n. Let me see you find your pleasure.

It was too much. Biting back a groan, Elladan came with a shudder, dark hair falling over his face as he gasped breathlessly, his already exhausted body shivering in the aftermath of release.
Feeling the echo of his brother�s climax, Elrohir fell back on the pillows with a moan, grasping the archer�s hips, pulling the flawless body down hard on his throbbing member. Legolas whimpered, and leaned forward, causing the shining gold length of his hair to brush the elf-knight�s chest.
The younger twin drew a shuddering breath, nearly undone by the sight of the debauched beauty above him. His gaze locking with the impossibly dilated emerald eyes, Elrohir�s own eyes widened in amazement as a throaty, lust-filled voice swirled through his consciousness.

Are you ready, rohir n�n?

Pushing back the curtain of golden hair, the elf-knight ran a finger over one flushed ear, causing the prince to gasp, his hips rocking reflexively.

You are so beautiful, anor n�n. Aye, I am ready. Scream for me, hmm?

Legolas pressed forward to rub his weeping member on Elrohir�s stomach, whimpering softly, as pre-orgasmic tremors shot through his body. Grasping the dark elf�s reaching hands, he lifted himself from the piercing length slowly, then pushed down hard, impaling his body again with one sure movement. "Oh, oh�yes�", he panted brokenly. "I am going�to..".
Unable to hold back any longer, Elrohir jerked his hands free with a hiss, and grabbing the archer�s hips to steady them, thrust up violently, a hoarse cry escaping as he came hard, his body shuddering uncontrollably. Legolas threw back his head with a wild howl, pushed over the edge by the forceful movement, and rocked his hips convulsively as he spilled hotly over the elf-knight�s trembling stomach.
Elrohir groaned helplessly, his breathing coming in gasping sobs as the strong spasms caressed his still-twitching length. As the prince�s movements stilled, the elf-knight pulled him down gently to lay snuggled between the bemused twins. They all lay silently for long moments, ragged breathing calming slowly, racing hearts returning to normal.
Sitting up to snuff out the still-burning candle, Elladan found that the prince was sound asleep, his face sweet and incredibly innocent in repose. Arching an inquiring eyebrow at Elrohir, who was retrieving the light bed covering, he felt a teasing echo of his own words brush his mind.

Do not ask, el n�n. Just enjoy it.

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Elvish Translations:
el n�n - my star

anor n�n - my sun

rohir n�n - my knight

melethen - my love

t�ren - my brother

pen vain - beautiful one

peredhel - half elven
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