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Title: In the Name of Faith (5/?)

Pairings: Glorfindel/Legolas, Glorfindel/?, Legolas/?

Disclaimer: All the well known elves belong to mighty lord Tolkien. I was just borrowing them.

Warning: non-con sex, rape, graphic violence/torture, incest (anything I could think of)

Author�s note: very very dark fic. PLEASE HEED THE WARNING! If you do not like it, do leave.
Legolas will have a leading role in the next chapter, I swear!

Thank you to my beta reader EG.

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Chapter Five

Glorfindel put himself on the chair and tried to sit comfortably, despite the tense situation around him. His attention was quickly drawn to a figure of a young elf sitting next to Alderios, right across from him.

At first Glorfindel thought that the elf was a maiden, mayhap Alderios' wife or lover, for the young elf had a fine porcelain skin over the face and long blond hair that shine like a golden silk. But as he looked at the strong jaws and the slightly broad shoulders, he was certain that the elf was a male.

Never before in the duration of his long life, Glorfindel had ever seen such an elf. This elf was undeniably the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes upon. His face presented an ethereal and intoxicating beauty, added by a pair of large ocean blue eyes and pink soft lips. His body, although half hidden by the table, looked slim although definitely must be strong, regarding the slender muscles that showed behind the tunic he was wearing. The long golden hair cascaded around his shoulders and his skin was just perfect.

The ancient elf began to question who this elf was, but as he noticed a bit resemblance of appearance between that elf and the other two presented, he knew the answer right away.

The young elf however didn�t looked up even the slightest to return his stare. He kept his head bowed down, starring blankly at the empty plate in front of him.

Alderios saw the way Glorfindel looked at the elf at his side, and smiled devilishly.

"You recognized a beauty after all, my dear lord," the crown prince said in a mocking tone, "I am certain that one like this does not exist in your realm. Such a beauty is rare even in all of middle-earth. Meet, Legolas, my youngest brother."

He put up a hand to stroke the long hair of the squirmed elf, and added cruelly,

"And my beautiful consort."

Glorfindel green eyes widened and he watched in horrid sickness as Alderios pulled his youngest brother� long hair and kissed him forcefully on the mouth. A soft whimper left the younger elf� lips but he did not make a move, except to shrink further in his chair, and let his older brother do whatever he will.

Glorfindel swallowed and fought the bile in his stomach. How can these elves be so cruel, treating one of their own kin like such, moreover one of their own blood? And how come Thranduil approves of this?

He heard Felenduir chuckling at his side.

"Forgive my brother," the pince said; pouring wine into Glorfindel� glass, "He just got a bit�.carried away. Now come, let us eat."

When finally Alderios ended his assault, the four began to eat slowly. The food presented was more like food for a feast and the wine tasted so well, and as much as Glorfindel wanted to enjoy all of these while he could, he had lost all interest.

The two elder princes of Mirkwood were drinking wines like it was merely water and as the night grew on, the two were getting definitely drunk. Glorfindel tried to stay as far as his position allowed him from Felenduir, who became dangerously flirtatious. He felt a hand brushing over his thigh under the table and he stiffened. Once he glanced at Legolas, who stayed silent during the whole meal, and saw the young elf stared at him with the same nervousness.

It was when Alderios pulled Legolas roughly to his lap and started to kiss and grope him, that Glorfindel became incredulously fidgeting. The air smelled strongly with a scent of sex and arousal that he could almost tasted it in his mouth.

He tensed, again, when he felt a cold hand on his back. Felenduir, who has watching his brothers' activity for quiet some time, silently stroked the back and hair of the blond lord with a predatory gaze on his face. Glorfindel jerked away from the touch and looked into the elf beside him angrily.

Felenduir frowned, eyes glinting in raising fury. He stood up and without any word, grabbed Glorfindel� upper arm and yanked the blond beauty to his feet, dragging him outside the dining room. Alderios pushed Legolas away and quickly followed suit.

Glorfindel thought he saw unshed tears brimming in Legolas' eyes as he watched him being dragged away. Legolas made a move as if to follow them, but his brother glare rooted him on his place. Quivering, the young elf sat still, his face wrecked with worry.

The three blond elves walked quietly passed numerous corridors and halls, with Felenduir kept his grip on Glorfindel� hand all the time, until they finally made it to Felenduir� chamber.

Knowing exactly what was coming, Glorfindel started to fight. He halted to an abrupt stop and began struggling to get away from Felenduir� vice-like grip. Felenduir would have none of it and pinned the Noldo to the wall.

Alderios jumped to aid his brother. He grabbed a hand full of Glorfindel' long hair in a fist and threw his other arm around the slim waist, while Felenduir caught both hands of the blond seneschal. The younger prince kicked the door open with one of his legs and the two elves brutally dragged Glorfindel inside the huge room.

Glorfindel fought with all the power he had, but he was losing fast. The two princes were at the same height and the same slender built as him, and definitely had the same strength. Their strength however seemed to have increased a level or two by the toxic in their bodies. They swung him down on the large bed very roughly, and he yelped when Felenduir dropped his own body on top of him, straddling him, while Alderios quickly chained both his wrists to the headboard.

Glorfindel continued to trash about and cursed with every awful language he knew, until Felenduir curled his fist into his golden locks and pulled forward.

"Do not fight this, pretty one," the blond prince said in clear warning.

His voice deep and husky, and Glorfindel could smell the strong scent of wine from his mouth. He looked into the blue eyes, which were now blackened with lust.

"I will have you," Felenduir murmured, "And I will break you."

Burned by hatred and sudden fear, Glorfindel spat on Felenduir� face, which earned him numerous mighty blows upon his face and abdomen. Feeling dizzy and almost losing consciousness, Glorfindel could feel a cold metal, which felt like a knife, tearing his tunic and leggings, and stripping him down naked. He dazedly heard soft rustle of clothes, and the next thing he felt were two naked bodies pressing close to him.

Alderios began his attack by running his tongue down the side of Glorfindel' face, stopped slightly to kiss the Noldo on the mouth, tasting the blood on the torn lips. The Sinda then lowered to suck and bit savagely on the pale neck, while his hands played with Glorfindel' nipples. Meanwhile Felenduir busied himself with the blond' lower body. He parted Glorfindel' legs and began licking and grinding his teeth mercilessly over the slim thighs.

Glorfindel� breathing became harsh and labored. To have two attacking him at the same time was too much for him to bear. Soon he began to cease his struggle and instead started to writhe helplessly. Determined not to let out any sound, the poor elf kept his lips tightly shut and tried very hard to numb himself, as his body began to feel hurt all over from the careless acts.

Nothing could prepare him however, as he felt a blunt finger entered his tight opening. It burned a lot and he bit down hard to stifle a whimper. He wearily tested the chains around his wrists but they were very tight. Glorfindel bit harderhis his lip when he felt the finger doubled, stroking in and out, stretching him.

Alderios bit at his neck one last time and lifted his face.

"Tell us what we want to know, Noldo," Alderios whispered darkly, looking straight into the green eyes, "Just the slightest. Then we shall make stop of this."

Glorfindel shot a killing glare at him.

"Miqula orqu, Sinda," he hissed, readying himself for the worst.

Alderios' lips twitched into a devilish smile, and he replied icily,

"Manka lle merna."

He took strong hold on Glorfindel� shoulders and nodded to Felenduir. The younger prince smirked, pulling his fingers out of Glorfindel� body and positioning himself between the parted thighs. Then with one hard thrust, he pushed deeply into the blond' body.

A strangled sound came from Glorfindel' throat, his hands grabbed tightly at the chains for support, and he threw his head back onto the pillow. The pain was overwhelming. He felt like his body had been torn in two from the inside. He closed his eyes and thrashed anew, trying to pull out of the contact, but the strong hold on his hips and shoulders prevented him of doing so.

Felenduir certainly did not have any intention to be gentle. He didn�t give Glorfindel time to adjust and continued to ram harder and harder into the slender body. Glorfindel was sure some tissues inside him were torn by the hard thrusts, as he felt warm liquid began pouring down from his lower back.

It seemed like forever. Nothing could have been heard inside the room, except for the panting breath of Felenduir and the muffled screams from Glorfindel. At last, with one final violent thrust, Felenduir groaned aloud, and Glorfindel felt his seed jetting inside him.

He opened watery eyes to see Felenduir pulling out of him. Then the two brothers switched places. Alderios caught his eyes, and repeated his earlier request.

"Still refuse to speak, my lord?"

Glorfindel turned his head aside and said nothing. The worst had already happened; talking now would not change anything. They will have their ways anyhow.

"Very well," he heard Alderios said.

He couldn�t hold back an anguish cry this time, as Alderios wrecked his entrance once again, with the same brutal force as his brother'. Pain darkened the Imladris elf' feature, and Glorfindel silently sent a prayer to the Valar to take consciousness away from him. He welcomed it happily when his prayer was answered, and greeted the surrounding darkness that began engulfing him.

TBC

Mellon-nin - my friend

Miqula orqu - go kiss an orc

Manka lle merna - if you wish

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More author' note:

Elflover : Glorfindel was stripped from his tunic when he was whipped, but never they told him to take off his leggings, they beat his legs yes, but didn't take off his leggings, that's why he got so nervous when Gildor told him to disrobe completely, he was a bit shy I think (??).
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