Sapphire Eyes | By : DurOltha Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sapphire Eyes
A short time later, the doors
to the dining hall flung open. Boromir’s jaw dropped as he thought ‘By the
gods I knew they were twins but…they are so…so…perfectly identical’
The twins approached there
father “Fair morning Adar, Atar Findel, Erestor” “Ai fair morn…Ahh!” Elladan
turned “What is wrong brother” Elrohir just pointed “Adan!” “I do believe you
are right brother” “They seem to be coming out of the woodwork” “I agree”
“Adar, perhaps we should set traps” “Ai, traps tripped with chunks of meat”
Boromir tried to suppress a
laugh and Elladan crossed his arms “Brother, he is a merry adan” “Yes, I agree,
I think we please him” “Yes I think so to, I wonder if he is hairy” Before
Boromir could blink, the twins were at his sides, each touching his beard “So,
what is your name adan” “Boromir” the twins looked to each other, then
simultaneously turned to there farther and stated as one “Adar, Faramir’s
Boromir?” Elrond nodded.
The twins turned back “You are
Faramir’s elder brother?” “Yes” “Oh he will be pleased to see you again!” “Yes,
he was always stricken with melancholy when he thought he would never see you
again” “Yes most sad” “Mmm sad indeed” “So new friend, being the elder brother,
would you not posses more hair?” Boromir glanced to Elrond and smiled as the
lord shook his head and groaned.
Looking at the twins, he smiled
“Well, yes I think I may have more hair then Faramir…I favor our father as he
favors more our mother I think” The twins smiled “Well, perhaps you would allow
us to see it sometime” “We only got to touch Faramir’s chest once…when we were
swimming” “Yes, otherwise Faramir was sadly off limits” “Prince Legolas was
very protective of him” “Yes no touching” Boromir sighed “Actually that is
reassuring to hear”
Boromir cleared his throat
“Lord Elrond, I was wondering if perhaps I could send word to Mirkwood, to see
if they would allow me entry to see my brother…and if not, perhaps the prince
would allow him to come to the border?” Elladan frowned “You plan to approach
Mirkwood alone?” “I must, I sent Faramir forth for a better and safer life…only
to find him bound into servitude…I fear for him”
The twins shared a smirk “I
miss Legolas and Faramir” “Yes, me to” Elrond shot them a stern look “Nay” “But
Ada” “Nay” “We would be on our best behavior” Elrond rolled his eyes “You do
not have a…’best behavior’…either of you” “But Ada, we could help
Boromir, if he was with us, they certainly would not flay him” Boromir
swallowed hard “Fl…flay?” The twins laughed, “Well, maybe not flay you…but
certainly throw you in king Thranduil dungeon” “I would rather be flayed”
“Would you truly brother?” “Nay, I changed my mind”
Elrond shook his head “Neither
of you will escort Boromir…Glorfindel will take him” The seneschal looked to
his love surprised “Me?” “Yes you” “As you wish, I will escort Boromir safely”
Glorfindel then looked to the adan “We will depart tomorrow morn…agreed?”
“Agreed my lord…thank you”
That afternoon, Nenuial
followed Thranduil into his study. The eldar’s looked to there left and found
Legolas atop Faramir, engaged in a passionate kiss. Thranduil cleared his
throat “Could you two please do that somewhere other than my study?”
Legolas leapt from the chase flushed and panting “S…sorry Adar I…your study is
so …privet” Thranduil narrowed his eyes “Mmm…I am sure you can find other
privet places…Faramir…have you bed Legolas yet?” Faramir finished clasping his
tunic “Nay king Thranduil I have not” “Truth now” “Truth my lord”
As they left, Legolas smiled “I
want pie…now that I think of it…I have not shown you the kitchens yet” “Nay
master you have not” “Come” When they reached the door Legolas turned “Faramir,
for me, this is the most dangerous room in the palace…the layout changed daily
depending on what is being prepared. Pots of boiling water, knives placed
everywhere, hanging object…I call it the deathtrap…I can not enter unaided, I
am truly vulnerable here” Faramir caressed his cheek “I will aid you, and allow
no harm to come to you master”
As Faramir opened the door he
gasped, “I see what you mean…this room could truly harm you greatly” Legolas
smirked “See? Death trap to sightless elf prince” Faramir pulled him close “My
sightless elf prince” Legolas let out a soft moan “Nai, and you are my adan
Ath” “Daro!!” Faramir jumped and Legolas smiled “Meoen…may we have some pie?”
The elleth took his arm then smiled at Faramir “In my kitchen, I aid the
prince…I have been doing so since he first crawled” Faramir bowed respectfully
and followed.
Once the prince was seated, Meoen
turned to Faramir “I keep the pies in the cooling cellar, come with me” Faramir
followed her down the stairs “No one ever dares enter my pie cellar,
save the King and prince” Meoen then turned and smiled with a raised brow “I
leave these sacks here for sitting, but they could also be used to lay down…for
a…nap per say…ahh…it is a very privet place, I even put a locking latch on the
inside of the door” Meoen then fumbled thru her pocket “Hmm…what do I have
here…a sizeable jar of rubbing oil? Now how did that get there…I think I shall
just place it here on this shelf…grab those two pies Faramir and let us return
to the prince”
Faramir just stood there agape “Come now adan” The young
man gently grabbed her forearm “Thank you Meoen…truly” The elleth smiled and
winked “Anything for my precious penneth and his…affectionate friend”
That evening, Boromir made a fire as Glorfindel settled
the horses “So, lord Glorfindel, were you named after the legendary Glorfindel
of Gondolen?” The seneschal smirked and took a seat on his bedroll opposite the
man “I am Glorfindel of Gondolen” Boromir choked “You…you are the…the…”
Glorfindel sighed “Yes, yes…the Belrog slayer, the only elf returned from death
by the Valar and the lord of the house of the golden flower”
Boromir blinked “I had not realized, is that why lord
Elrond had you escort me?” “Partly, they will defiantly not attack you with me
there…they will see that you ride with me, and come out to speak with us
first…the other reason is that I have a history with some of the Mirkwood
residents” “History? Oh never mind…I have a tendency to pry…forgive me” “Nay,
it is fine, I have no secrets. I used to be intimately involved with king
Thranduil…well, before he was king…and I have old friends there”
Boromir’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open. Glorfindel
raised his brow as he swallowed his wine “I see a question on your lips…Well?
Lets have it” “You…” “Yes? Come now Boromir, let out your question” “You lay
with males?” Glorfindel frowned “Is that going to be a problem between us?” The
adan shook his head “Nay! Nay nay…not a problem my lord…I was just a little
surprised…but not a problem…Faramir prefers males” The seneschal rolled his
eyes “Obviously…what about yourself…the twins flirting did not seem to bother
you” Boromir shrugged “I have lain with both maidens and men…though the men
were fellow soldiers while on patrol”
Glorfindel nodded “Mmm common, well young adan, whats say
we bed for the night” Boromir swallowed hard “As you wish my lord” Boromir then
stood and removed his tunic. As he finally unlaced his leggings, he walked over
and sat before the elf lord. Glorfindel furrowed his brow “What are you doing?”
“I…I thought you wanted to bed for the night. I can not refuse a lord…let alone
the great Glorfindel” The seneschal shook his head “Boromir, just because my
taste leans to the male gender, does not mean I bed every male…besides,
I am bound to lord Elrond and it is quite exclusive. Now, let…us…to…bed”
The adan chuckled “Yes my lord…sorry for…” Glorfindel put up his hand “Shh…go
to sleep”
Late that night, Legolas giggled as Faramir led him down
the hall “Ath what…” Faramir gently
placed his hand over the princes mouth “Shh master or we will be discovered”
The prince concentrated on where he was being led and finally whispered “The
kitchen? Faramir, we just ate not to long ago” “Shh…we are not coming here for
food” “But…” “Shh master” When they entered, Faramir led the prince to the pie
cellar. While descending the steps, Legolas smirked “Meoen will have our hides
if she catches us”
The prince then heard the unmistakable sound of a locking
latch “She already gave us permission master” Faramir arranged the sacks and
sat the prince down. Sitting next to him Faramir whispered “Lay back master,
relax, and trust yourself to me…I will not hurt you” Legolas trembled slightly
and took a deep breath “Nai Faramir Ath-nin, I trust you”
Up in the kitchen, Nenuial slowly approached the cellar
door, leaned his finely pointed ear to the wood and closed his eyes. A slight
smile crossed his lips as he heard the sound of heated kissing. A few moments
later the prince moaned loudly “Ahh…nai Faramir…nai” The Mirkwood slayer
steadied his stance as he heard the adan coo between kisses “I
have…wanted…you…ever since…I first saw you…Legolas, my master”
Nenuial suppressed a moan and mentally tried to control
his body not to react to what he was hearing ‘I am here for the safety
of the prince…not to get aroused’ he thought over and over. The
warrior was pulled from his inner mantra as Faramir whispered, “Am I hurting
you?” “Nay…nay…I…oh…ahh…I want…” “More?” “Nai!” Nenuial heard them shift some
“Are you ready for me Legolas?” “I…I think so…I’m a bit…” “Nervous?” The elven
warrior bit his lip at the sound of the prince’s voice as it meekly whispered
“Nai”
“Worry not my beautiful master, I will be more gentle with
you then anyone could ever be, whatever discomfort you feel, will lesson as we
proceed. And at any point…and I mean any point, you wish me to stop, I will”
there was a moderate silence, then Nenuial heard “Then have me Ath-nin”
The warrior then heard more kissing, then tightly closed
his eyes and furrowed his brow as he heard whimpering discomfort.
“Mmnnah…hah…hah…ai…” “Master relax…shh…shh…open to me…breath…yes that’s
better…its me here…your Ath…relax for me” “Ath” “Yes master?” “Ath” “Shh…your
alright Legolas my love” Nenuial drew back sharply form the door ‘My love? I
knew it!’ he thought to himself as he smiled broadly.
Suddenly he heard the prince cry out “Ai! Wha…ai!” Faramir
thrust slowly, making sure to hit the prince’s pleasure spot every time
“Ahh…yes master…you…like…that?” “Ai!…nai…ahh…Ai!…ahh…ahh…ahh…” Nenuial backed
away from the door, leaned agents a prepping table, crossed his arms and smiled
as he thought ‘Hmm…the adan seems to have good aim’
“And what do you think you are doing in my kitchen?”
Nenuial spun “Shh Meoen” The elleth put her hands on her hips and whispered
“Answer me” Nenuial smirked “Guarding your…pies” “My pies?” “Nai” The two
eldar’s quickly looked to the cellar door when they heard “Ai Aaath!” then dead
silence. Meoen smiled “Oh good…oh my sweet penneth” Nenuial smirked “You
authorized their usage of the cellar ay?” “Of course I did…anything for my
penneth, he has been coming to me for years…weeping upon my breast, in fear
that he had been cursed…cursed to be alone…so be it adan or elf, male or
female, I swore an oath to myself that when the time came…I would help” Nenuial
leaned over and kissed her forehead “Good…I to have hoped for the princes happiness”
The next morning, Glorfindel and Boromir woke to find
Erestor sitting by the fire, preparing morning meal. The seneschal smirked
“Miss me that much?” Erestor rolled his eyes “Hardly…lord Elrond thought I
could speak to Genderel on Boromir’s behalf if Thranduil decides to be
stubborn…remember his reaction when Faramir said those things when he was
hallucinating?” Glorfindel stretched “Mmm…you have a point”
Erestor turned to Boromir “At least you are not as loud as
your brother…does the infernal snoring run in your line?” Boromir laughed
“Actually yes, but Faramir is by far the worst…I used to shove rags in his
mouth” Erestor shuddered and blinked. Glorfindel quickly glanced to the adviser
“He meant that playfully Erestor” The adviser looked away “I…I know”
TBC……………………
Translations:
Penneth---Young one
Nai---Yes
Saes---Please
Ath-nin---My shadow
Ada/Adar---Dad/Father
Atar---Father (Quenya)
Daro---Stop
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