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Undomiel	By : Anu Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4231 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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�Ah, my old friend.� Thranduil said with a smile as he rose from his throne. Glorfindel raised a brow as Thranduil began to untie his hands. �I�m not that old, Thranduil.�
Thranduil just winked. �So, what news do you have of them?� He sneered at the mention of the Noldor, but his entire mood and posture radiated his sudden seriousness, and his violet eyes lost their laughter. �The Peredhel has sent a few of his sentries to guard the north border of the Bruinen valley, up in those mountains and hills. A party of orcs crossed near the southern border a week after my last report to you two years ago. Other than that, nothing but endless scroll copying occupies me at Rivendell.
I do not think we need to worry about the Peredhel, other than watching him. Or at least, we didn�t until his sons witnessed my �capture�. Glorfindel paused. �Well, if it were just the two of the, then I will have to release you reasonably swiftly, will I not? Otherwise they might bring the whole army here to attack us over your sorry hide. Will you escape after the evening meal?� Thranduil asked, ushering Glorfindel outside to the eating quarters, his son prince Legolas following.
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Elladan looked up from the scene in the stone palace courtyard to his brother, features radiating shock. �Glorfindel is a traitor.� He breathed the words softly. �All these years�� Elrohir said in awe. Elladan touched his arm and looked around the bushes they and their horses were hidden in. �We�d best get back and tell Ada. He�ll be angry.� Elrohir nodded, and followed his brother on a hands and knees retreat from the brush.
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�So how fared Mirkwood this winter?� Glorfindel asked, sitting at Thranduil�s right at the table. The �meal� was more like a feast and was proving long to finish, thus delaying his �escape�. �Very well, Lord Glorfindel, there was an excellent harvest this past fall and we lived in luxury all winter through.� Thranduil announced, pleased. �Ah, but Ada, don�t you always?� Legolas interrupted slyly.
Thranduil pursed his lips at his son and turned to glare at Glorfindel. �I see your quick wit has become contagious to my young prince. Perhaps I should forbid his presence when you are here with your reports?� Glorfindel sipped his wine with a grin. �Perhaps. Though I do think the issue could be resolved if someone were ton hin him over their knee and give him a sound spanking.� Prince Legolas sputtered, and Thranduil laughed. �Your wickedness knows no bounds, Glorfindel.� He informed the blonde solemnly, violet eyes glinting.
Legolas, blushing, snuck a glance at Glorfindel only to receive a wink. His flush deepened and he looked away. Glorfindel might be everyone�s flirt, Legolas thought, but he�s nobody�s whore. I don�t think he�s even interested in men, but then I haven�t seen him with any women for anything more than a night. Why should he want me, of all people? Legolas wondered absently. It�s obvious that my father has liked him for a long time, perhaps since the Last Alliance days. Glorfindel must just be a tease.
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Drunk, Thranduil and Glorfindel were showing no inhibitions whatsoever and were currently singing a loud, truly disgusting bar song that Thranduil and Glorfindel had picked up from �a bunch of Gondor men� during the months preceding the battles of the Last Alliance.
Legolas had given up on them already and gone to bed after dragging them and several flasks of wine to the library so that the dining hall could be cleaned and they could get as drunk as they wanted. Thranduil forgot part of the chorus and had another glassful to comfort himself. Glorfindel yawned over the rim of his glass, blue-green eyes wide in his face. �Is hot in here.�

Thranduil agreed. �Take off clothes?�

Glorfindel glared at him and curled a lip. �Better not be plan to get in my pants.� He mumbled.

�Isn�t!� Thranduil declared. �Won�t have any on to get into.�

�But might forget whose pants whose.�

�So? Is hot.�

Glorfindel stood and began lifting his heavy robe over his head.
In their drunken state it was surprisingly difficult to get naked, and so they helped each other, which wasn�t much help at all. In spite of all the time Thranduil had a crush on Glorfindel and admired him, longing to be his lover, he had never made any moves on him. He hesitated now, and Glorfindel used the opportunity to pass out. Thranduil shrugged, stumbled closer to the fire and followed suit.
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The two-day journey home gave the twins plenty of time to think about both the betrayal and to become angry about it. The first night, they held each other and tried to sleep, memories of Glorfindel flitting through their heads.
�He was there when Ada married Ama, wasn�t he?� Elrohir asked forlornly, snuggling closer to Elladan, who put an arm around his brother. �Yes, and there when she was killed by the orcs, too.� Both brothers fell silent at the memory of Glorfindel holding their sobbing father, weeping quiet tears of his own into the raven locks. Elladan rolled over and kissed his brother possessively, trying to rid himself of the painful memory and the recent treason with the sweet, innocent love of his brother.
Elrohir responded easily, allowing Elladan�s tongue access and reached down to cup the pulsing bulge in his hand. Elladan�s cock was warm and soft-skinned against Elrohir�s palm, the unhindered sensation driving all previous thoughts from his mind. Animalistically, he ground his won against Elladan�s hip, where the hard curves of bone begged to be bitten. Elladan bent his head and dove at his twin�s neck, brushing away long black hair to niba tea tender collarbone, earning a squeak and an extra squeeze.
The intensity quickly becoming too much, Elladan snagged their bottle of oil from his saddlebag pillow, warming a bit by pouring it on his fingertips and reached between the eagerly spread thighs, massaging the tight opening to the music of Elrohir�s sighs and moans. Elladan longed to comfort him to the point where nothing could hurt him anymore. He replaced his fingers at Elrohir�s opening with his cock swiftly, but not swiftly enough for Elrohir, who reversed their positions until he was squatting over his brother�s dripping erection.
With a grin, he took Elladan�s hands, lacing their fingers and leaning his weight on his palms as he lowered down, breathing in a shallow squeak when Elladan�s cock passed the outside of his body. Elladan moaned and thrust up even as Elrohir sat down, seat bones settling on the curve of Elladan�s pelvis. The weight and pressure of him lent fire to Elladan�s cock, and he felt his penis surge inside even as Elrohir�s breathing became less shallow and his cock began to swell anew as the pain turned to pleasure.
Still holding Elladan�s hands, he pushed up, then slammed back down, Elladan meeting him with a thrust directly to his prostate. �Aaaughh�� Elladan breathed in unison with Elrohir, and grasped his twin�s hips, lifting him and slamming him down again. Elrohir growled and grasped his own cock between his palms. Neither lasted long this way, and Elladan drove with a final thrust that lifted him entirely off the ground but for his heels and shoulder, Elrohir still firmly seated on his hips, and came hard even as warmth spurted over his belly and chest.
When they came back down together, Elrohir collapsed into Elladan�s arms and shared a breathy kiss before pushing Elladan�s member from him. They lay entwined for hours after their breathing resumed normallacy, sleeping contentedly and unknowingly under the watch of the guardians of Lorien, discreetly hidden far enough away to allow them their privacy.
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He woke with a splitting headache, his face pressed against the hearth.

Thranduil rolled sitting up, and suddenly felt very sick. He raced across the room to the window, and miraculously missed the ledge, instead nailing the bush under it. When he turned around and crumpled to the floor against thed std stone wall, he noticed a long leg and arm cast out of a lump of discarded clothes. Glorfindel? He wondered. The lean thigh and taut buttock were definitely the Elda�s, and the robes both Glorfindel�s and his own. We didn�t, did we? He�d woken up over there and Glorfindel over here so he guessed not.
Thranduil peered closer, but saw nothing but beautiful Glorfindel. He managed to get to his feet and padded off to his own quarters, still naked. It would be worse for Glorfindel to wake up with him there than to wake up alone, since they hadn�t done anything. Once in his own chambers, the bed he�d last shared with his late wife beckoned and he curled up in it and fell fast asleep.
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