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Title: An unCONVENTIONal Vacation

Author: TICS

Rating: NC17

Genre: LOTR, humor, AU, Slash

Summery: Needing a diversion from life in Valinor, Elrond convinces

his friends to sail with him to a new world to experience

new things.

Pairings: Erestor/Glorfindel, Legolas/Elladan, Legolas/Aragorn,

Erestor/Elrond, Erestor/Gil-galad, Legolas/Elrond,

Legolas/Glorfindel

A/N: Originally written for the Secret Santa Swap December 2004.

An unCONVENTIONal Vacation

Chapter 5

Legolas frowned, lifting the arrow in his hand, running his fingers over the length of it, from the feathers down to the iron arrowhead. "This arrow would never fly…it is completely off balance."

"It's only a reproduction of Legolas' arrows. It's meant to be mounted on the wall, not shot from a bow," the vendor said huffily, taking the arrow from Legolas' hand and placing it back on the table with a half dozen of its mates.

"What good is an arrow that won't fly?" Legolas scoffed, lifting an elegant brow at the vendor, before moving to the next table. He found himself next to Elrond, who was examining several vials of liquids, picking one up and smelling it, then another.

"Herbs, Elrond?" Legolas asked the healer, curious.

"No…bath oils," Elrond replied. He lifted a vial to Legolas' nose. "This one is sandalwood…what do you think?"

Legolas' head recoiled from the pungent aroma coming from the small vial. "Eww…it reeks!"

"You're only supposed to use a tiny bit…"Elrond laughed, putting the vial down. "This one is jasmine," he continued, lifting another vial.

Legolas put his hand over Elrond's, preventing him from putting the vial to his sensitive nose. "I'll take your word on it, my Lord."

Suddenly, from behind them came several high pitched, feminine squeals, setting their teeth on edge. The two Elves fought the urge to cover their delicate ears as the shrieks pierced them. Turning, they saw a group of young females staring at them, emitting those eardrum-shattering sounds.

"OH MY GOD! IS THAT LEGOLAS?" screamed one, pointing and looking as thought she might actually faint.

"IT IS LEGOLAS! LEGOLAS AND ELROND!"

"I LOVE YOU, LEGOLAS!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" the group of girls surged forward, seemingly intent on devouring the two Elves right there, in front of the bath oil vendor's wide eyes.

Recoiling from the advancing group of shrieking teenagers, Legolas and Elrond looked at each other, then at the girls, then back at each other. As one, they took off running, trying to put as much distance between themselves and the galloping herd of hormones that was chasing them as possible.

"STOP LEGOLAS! STOP!"

"I WANT TO HAVE YOUR BABY!"

"Who are these females, and why are they after you?" Elrond puffed, still running at full speed.

"I have never seen them before…I do not know them. I do not think I want to know them…" Legolas replied, neatly jumping over a waist high display of video tapes. The two Elves ran and ran, finally outdistancing the herd of human girls, ducking into an open door at the far end of the convention hall. Slamming the door behind them, they both leaned against it, their hearts thudding in their chests. They began to pile chairs and tables from within the conference room as a barrier in front of the door.

"There…they will never be able to break through that…Urak Hai couldn't break through it!" Legolas declared, wiping his hands on his tunic.

"Legolas…they certainly will not be able to get in here, but then again, we shall not be able to get out, either," Elrond pointed out.

"Do you really want to go back out there right now? Those girls could be lying in wait just outside the door."

"Perhaps it would be best to remain here for a while," Elrond agreed, taking a chair and sitting down. Crossing his legs, he regarded the much younger Elf. "Legolas," he said, chuckling a bit, "it seems that the ladies here find you as irresistible as the Ellith in Arda do…"

Sighing, Legolas rolled his eyes. "I do not understand why. I am no more fair than any other Elf…look at yourself, for example. You are wise and experienced, as well as lovely to look upon. Why are you not constantly assaulted as I am?"

Smiling at the Elf's compliments, Elrond answered, "I thank you for your kind words, Prince of Mirkwood, but it is well agreed that you are far more fair than most. I have often admired your beauty…" Elrond stopped, blushing at having admitted watching the other Elf.

Surprised at the Elf Lord's confession, Legolas looked at Elrond. His eyes took in Elrond's gleaming, ebony hair, smooth skin, and eyes that were the color of deep water, a smile touching his lips.

"I too, have watched you on occasion, My Lord. Your grace and assuredness have always intrigued me," he replied quietly. Legolas moved closer to Elrond, lifting a hand to touch the Elf Lord's smooth cheek.

Elrond saw the fire spark in the Prince's eyes, and closed his own as Legolas' hand softly stroked his cheek. Thinking to himself that he would soon be returning to Valinor, and Eru alone knew when this lovely Elf would sail there himself, Elrond made a decision. He placed his hand over the Prince's, then turned his head to place a kiss on Legolas' palm.

Opening his eyes, he stood, still holding Legolas' hand to his cheek, placing his own hand on the back of Legolas' head, drawing him closer. Dipping his head, Elrond brushed his lips against Legolas' soft, warm mouth.

Drawing back to look into the bright blue eyes of the Prince of Mirkwood, Elrond asked, "Do you want me, Legolas?"

"I have wanted you since I reached my majority and was sent for the first time by my Adar as emissary to Imladris, Elrond. I wanted you even then."

"I have wanted to taste of your charms, as well, Legolas…" Elrond said, finishing by claiming the Prince's lips in a fiery kiss, his tongue thrusting past Legolas' lips to plunder his moist, hot mouth.

Legolas responded in kind, both Elves struggling for dominance over the other. In a frenzy of fevered, sloppy kissing, their hands ripped at their clothes, nearly tearing them from their bodies in the release of ages of mutual attraction.

Naked at last, their erections rubbing against each others, their hands cupping and kneading the firm flesh of each other's backsides, it was Legolas who finally got control of the situation, sitting in the chair Elrond had recently vacated, pulling the Elf Lord onto his lap to straddle his hips.

Their Elfhoods throbbing against one another's, Legolas took both in his hand at once, stroking them in unison, his lips finding Elrond's nipple. Sucking hard at the tiny nub, he rolled his tongue over it, rewarded by the older Elf's soft moan.

Elrond wrapped his hands in the silky mane of Legolas' head, bending to kiss the crown of it, breathing in deeply of the woodsy scent of the Wood Elf's hair.

Faster Legolas pumped their erections, precum from both wetting his hand, allowing it slide easily up and down the thick shafts. Nipping at Elrond's dusky nipple, he looked up at the Elf Lord. "I want to feel myself inside of you, but have nothing to ease your discomfort."

"Use your mouth, my Princeling," Elrond whispered, leaving Legolas' mouth. "I do not care if it is uncomfortable…I have waited far too long to miss the sensation of having you fill me." He rose from Legolas' lap and knelt, presenting his opening to the Prince, who could barely restrain himself from plunging his Elfhood into Elrond's pale brown, puckered entry and taking him forcefully.

Kneeling behind Elrond, Legolas held the Lord of Imladris' cheeks open with his hands, bending his head to slowly slide his tongue up over the quivering entry. Lightly flicking it with his tongue, Legolas felt the Peredhil's cheeks clench in pleasure. A sigh escaped Elrond's lips as Legolas' tongue breached his opening, thrusting into his tight sheathe as far as possible, before withdrawing and thrusting forward again. Elrond began to buck backwards, as he pulled at his own shaft, the sensations of the Prince's tongue pumping in and out of his rear nearly undoing him. Legolas' hand found Elrond's sac, and began gently squeezing the firm bag, adding to Elrond's pleasure. Elrond virtually squirmed under the Prince's ministrations, his moans becoming louder.

"Take me, Legolas…I want to come while you are inside of me," he rasped, his hips bucking helplessly, his body quivering. "Take me!" he ordered.

Rearing behind the Elf Lord, Legolas spat into his hand, wetting his erection. Slowly, he breached Elrond's entry with the head of his organ, groaning as the sweet hotness enveloped it. Pushing forward, easing himself in, his groans grew louder and longer at the feel of the silken sheath squeezing around his Elfhood.

Pausing to allow Elrond to get used to his girth, Legolas gritted his teeth, fighting the nearly overwhelming urge to ram himself deeper within the Lord of Imladris.

He began to buck in and out, each time drawing further out, then plunging back in deeper than before, until he was buried to the hilt in Elrond's hot channel.

"Come for me, My Lord…come…" he whispered, pumping faster toward his own release.

Stroking himself furiously, Elrond threw his head back screaming Legolas' name as his climax blossomed, his seed spurting even as his hips bucked furiously, meeting Legolas' every thrust.

Hearing his name on Elrond's lips as his channel spasmed around his Elfhood, Legolas came hard, filling Elrond with his essence, his fingernails scraping furloughs along the Elf Lord's strong back.

He collapsed on top of Elrond, remaining there until his breathing and heartbeat returned to a more normal pace. Rising, he helped Elrond to his feet before kissing him deeply.

"I thank you, My Lord…I have dreamed of this encounter since I was little more than a pup," Legolas whispered, looking deeply into Elrond's eyes and stroking his jet hair.

Elrond smiled softly, cupping Legolas' beautiful face in both his hands, kissing him back. "I will carry the memory of this day until you sail to Valinor, Sweet Prince. Perhaps then, we will enjoy one another again."

Dressing, they turned to look at the door.

"Do you think they've gone?" Legolas asked, putting his ear to the door. "I do not hear them outside."

"We cannot very well stay in here forever, Legolas," Elrond smiled, patting the younger Elf on the shoulder. "Do not worry…if they are still out there, I will throw myself at them while you run!"

Laughing, the Elves moved the furniture they had piled in front of the door, and peeked outside. Not seeing the horde of teenaged girls, they slipped out side, and went in search of their friends.
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