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Title: Melethen (Chapter 24/25)

Author: Meleth (meleth.legolas@yahoo.com)

Type: FPS

Cast or Paring: Elladan, Elrohir, Legolas, Thranduil, Glorfindel and
Thaladirith in this chapter.
Rating: R - NC-17

Disclaimer: They aren�t mine, no matter how much I wish it.

Timeline: Fourth Age.

Warning: AU. Angst. Adult language and situations. At times, this story
contains males involved in homoerotic acts, i.e. explicit sex. It also contains
twincest. If this is not to your liking -- read NO further.

Beta: The one and only Aglarien.

A/N: **Mind speak between the twins.**, *Emphasis*, (Thoughts)

Feedback: Would be wonderful!
Summary: Elladan, Elrohir and Legolas enjoy an early morning romp while
Thaladirith makes plans to keep from sailing. Glorfindel wakes to a surprise.

Chapter Twenty Four

Elladan was the first to stir and looked at his sleeping lovers with a soft
smile on his face. The night had been spent loving one another and he could not
remember ever being as happy or as content as he was at the moment. The
realization that he and Elrohir were also meant to be lovers filled him with
wonder as he rested his head on Legolas� shoulder.
The elf warrior could not resist sliding his hand down the well formed chest
to the taut abdomen. The skin was soft, but the muscles firm as his hand crept
lower, finally reaching his betrothed�s sleeping member. A soft gasp sounded
from the prince�s mouth as Elladan rubbed him to hardness.
�Elladan,� Legolas moaned sleepily as he looked into his mate�s eyes
and arched into his touch. �You desire more after last night?�
�Aye, my Prince,� the elf warrior replied softly before licking up the
slope of Legolas� ear and taking the tip in his mouth. �I will always desire
more of you. Always.�
Legolas turned his head and met Elladan�s lips for a searing kiss as he
pressed his body closer to his betrothed. The prince�s hands tangled in the
elf warrior�s tousled hair and pulled Elladan on top of him, wanting more
contact between them. As their awakening arousals touched they both cried out
with mounting desire.
Their cries pulled Elrohir from his sleep and he turned to watch their kiss
with anticipation. Unable to keep from joining in, the elf knight began to lick
his way down his brother�s back, nipping him several times before coming to
the swell of his firm buttocks. The sounds of their moans pushed Elrohir further
as he moved between his twin�s legs.
The first swipe of the elf knight�s tongue to Elladan�s entrance had the
elf warrior screaming and pushing back against the teasing muscle. Elrohir
grinned to himself and opened Elladan further with his hands before teasing him
once again as he tasted his musky scent.
�Roh, wait,� Elladan pleaded as he stared down at the prince with lust
darkened eyes. �Let me take Legolas before you continue, otherwise I will be
of no use to him.�
Legolas grinned and looked at Elrohir mischievously. �Please do not undo
him, my Elf knight; he has to finish what he started here.�
�Have no fear, my Prince,� Elrohir replied with a mischievous grin of his
own. �Elladan *will* finish. If it is before you are ready for him to
do so, I will take over.�
�I am glad you two have such confidence in me,� Elladan remarked
playfully before turning back to look at Legolas. �Are you ready, my Prince?�
�More than ready, Elladan,� Legolas answered truthfully as he opened his
legs in invitation. �Have me this morning and make me remember it all this
day.�
Elladan and Legolas both hissed as the elf warrior entered the prince. The
feeling of being filled by Elladan and gripped by Legolas� heat almost proved
to be too much for the pair. Elrohir, who had been waiting rather patiently,
delved deeply into Elladan�s entrance with
his tongue, causing the elf warrior to cry out. The feelings Elrohir was causing
was pushing Elladan past his peak, and he could hardly concentrate on thrusting
into the prince below him.
The elf warrior�s thrusts became erratic and harder, as the prince begged
him for more by meeting his every movement and calling his name. Elrohir�s
ministrations proved too much for Elladan, and he erupted deeply inside Legolas,
crying out his name and then Elrohir�s. Pleased that his brother enjoyed his
technique, Elrohir pushed Elladan off Legolas and kissed the elf warrior
deeply, allowing his twin to taste himself.
The kiss ended and Elladan could only lie there and try to regain his breath
from the most erotic treatment he had ever received. He barely noticed Elrohir
enter Legolas and take his place. The prince welcomed Elrohir with open arms
before wrapping his long, well muscled legs around the elf knight to pull him
even deeper.
�I want it hard, Elrohir,� Legolas moaned as the elf knight set a steady,
but deep and hard rhythm.
�And you shall have it,� Elrohir promised as he pulled almost all the way
out and entered his Prince once again.
Too soon they achieved their end, and when Elrohir reached between them to
stroke Legolas in time with his thrusts, the prince cried out
his name as he spilled his seed, covering their chests and abdomens.
Legolas� contracting muscles pulled Elrohir�s orgasm from him and he
howled the prince�s name as he emptied his offering deeply within him.
Exhausted and spent, the elf knight collapsed on Legolas� chest, and the
prince held him while they recovered their breath.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Thaladirith seethed with anger as he sat and waited for his meager morning
meal to be brought to him.
(There is no way I will be forced to sail when I know the Valar wait to
pass judgment on my deeds here in Arda. I will not be bound to their decision
any more than I am bound to Mirkwood or its king by loyalty. May the entire
forest be cursed for the actions taken against me. No one else will be allowed
to choose my fate! I will die before I am taken as a prisoner to the Havens. May
my spilled blood corrupt the forest against the royal house.)
The demoted captain�s thoughts were interrupted by footsteps approaching
his cell. Thaladirith stood and made his way to the cell door. A young warrior
carried his tray of bread and water. The prisoner searched his mind for the
young one�s name, but he could not recall it.
�You must step closer,� Thaladirith encouraged. �I cannot reach the
tray.�
The young, na�ve guard stepped closer, and the captain grabbed him and held
him against the bars as he slipped the knife from the guard�s
scabbard. Pushing the guard back from the cell, Thaladirith stabbed himself
through the heart and fell dead on the cold stone floor.
Traumatized by the sight, the guard called for his captain and pressed
against the opposite wall until help arrived.
The captain arrived and stared at the lifeless body of the elf that was once
almost as powerful as the king. Thaladirith would not sail to Valinor and
receive punishment for his crimes. The ex-captain would forever haunt the halls
of Mandos.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
(Too much wine, but even with the headache I have, I cherish the warm body
next to mine. The soft hair is tickling my nose, but I do not want to move. The
scent reminds me of the spring and I want to linger there for a while.)
The elf opened one eye half way to see the tousled blond hair of his bed mate
and smiled widely before snuggling closer. The sleeping elf moved to accept the
closeness and let out a sound of contentment, not once waking.
Thranduil moved the covers lower to give himself a chance to stare at
Glorfindel�s body as he continued to sleep. The Elda certainly had a body that
most would die for, and the king could understand why he was sought out. Perhaps
it was the wine that drew Glorfindel to the king�s bed, but at the moment
Thranduil could care less why he was here. The king wanted another taste of what
he had when the blond warrior had returned to his rooms with him.
The feel of the muscled body writhing beneath him and the cries for more only
served to heighten the pleasure they found in one another. The only problem the
king could see was that once Glorfindel woke, he would be angry. It was no
secret that the Balrog slayer did not care for Thranduil or his ways. Perhaps
last night had changed the captain�s mind�one could only hope.
Glorfindel�s stirring to wakefulness brought Thranduil out of his musings
and he smiled as the Elda turned to face him.
�Thranduil? What is going on?� Glorfindel asked angrily as he spotted the
king and jumped out of the bed pulling the sheet with him. �How did I get here
and why was I naked in your bed?�
�You returned to my rooms with me last night, Glorfindel,� the king
explained calmly with a small smirk on his face, his own nakedness not bothering
him in the slightest.
�I can hardly believe that! How much wine did I drink?� the blond warrior
asked as he moved, grabbing his head as he moaned. There was a soreness in his
lower body that left no doubt as to what went on the night before. �You got me
drunk and seduced me!�
�Nay, you were all over me in the hall,� Thranduil replied quickly. �Ask
Elrond and Erestor. They will tell you I speak the truth.�
Glorfindel opened his mouth to speak, but no words were forthcoming. After
another moment of silence his shoulders slumped and he forced himself to speak.
�I do not need to ask them. I remember well enough what happened.�
Thranduil moved out of the bed and caressed Glorfindel�s cheeks with his
finger tips. �You are beautiful, my Balrog Slayer. I will not lie and say I do
not desire you, have always desired you.�
�You have a fine way of showing it,� Glorfindel retorted angrily. �You
have made sure to flaunt your lovers every chance you get. You are nothing but a
hateful king with nothing better to do than to play with people�s feelings and
emotions. You leave a string of broken hearts in your wake. Why should I believe
anything you say?�
�It is true that I have done those things you speak of,� Thranduil
admitted readily. �Did you ever think that I may have been trying to get your
attention? From your reaction it seems I did garner some of it.�
�Everyone noticed your bed treats, King,� Glorfindel replied, looking
away. �Tales are carried between realms after all.�
�Aye, they are, and I wanted you to know every last sordid
detail,� Thranduil replied, stepping closer as Glorfindel stepped away. �The
more you heard, the more you wanted what you thought you could not have. Isn�t
that right?�
�Don�t be preposterous!� Glorfindel snapped, stepping further away from
the king. �You have too high an opinion of yourself if you think I spent
anytime wishing I was one of your conquests.�
�Tell me something,� the king requested softly. �Why have you taken no
one as a lover? With all the lovely ellith and handsome ellon available to you,
why do you stay chaste?�
�Perhaps I am just discreet,� the golden warrior answered evasively.
�You are neither discreet nor are you a very good liar,� Thranduil was
quick to point out as he moved to the warrior once again and allowed his fingers
to tease the tip of an ear. �One does not approach someone they despise even
when they are in their cups, Glorfindel. Wine takes away inhibitions and gives
one courage to approach what they truly desire.�
The balrog slayer shivered and pushed the king�s hand away. �Daro.�
Thranduil chuckled and pulled Glorfindel into a heated kiss - a kiss the
warrior struggled against at first, but then he relaxed and returned it with
fervor. The king skillfully maneuvered the golden Elda towards his bed and began
to seduce the blond warrior once again.

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