Title: Sleeping With the Enemy (Chapter 7/?)
Author: Meleth (meleth.legolas@yahoo.com)
Type: FPS
Cast or Paring: Ultimately Elladan/Legolas. Mithrandir, Elrond, Erestor,
Glorfindel, Thranduil, Bargon, (Thranduil’s Counselor OMC), Maethoron,
(Thranduil’s Captain OMC), Elladan, Elrohir, Legolas, Celebrian and the
elfling Arwen.
Legolas, Elladan and Elrond in this chapter
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish it, and I am
not making any money.
Timeline: Third Age.
Warning: AU. Angst. Adult language and situations. At times, this story
contains males involved in homoerotic acts, i.e. explicit sex. If this is not to
your liking -- read NO further.
Beta: The one and only Aglarien who is more patient than anyone I know.
Thanks Agie! Any other mistakes are my own.
A/N: *Emphasis*, (Thoughts)
This story has been floating around in my mind and demanded to be written.
It features a darker Elladan than we are used to and a young vulnerable Legolas.
For the purpose of this story, I have decided (with some advice from the great
and wonderful Min.) that the age of majority for an elf is 500 years. Legolas
will reach his majority during the year of their betrothal. NO underage sex!!!
NO non-con and NO rape!!!
Feedback: Would be wonderful and makes me type faster!
Summary: Elladan and Legolas are dealt their punishment, but can they get
along long enough to serve it?Chapter Seven
Elrond dismissed the elves from his office after asking Elladan and Legolas
to each take a seat in front of his desk. Legolas did not look up once he sat
down, but started toying with the ring his finger. The prince’s thoughts
turned to his father and he wondered how hard it had been to let him leave
Taur-nu-Fuin and come to Imladris to bind to Elladan. The king was proud of both
his sons, but Legolas knew he was especially proud of him. Elrond began to speak
and interrupted the prince’s thoughts.
“I am deeply disappointed in the actions of both of you this afternoon,”
the elf lord began with a frown. “I was very tempted to make you muck out the
stalls in the stables for the next fortnight, but I thought better of that. As
punishment for your fist fight you will start spending at least two hours after
the evening meal together. What you do during that time is up to you, but you
must spend the time together.”Elladan huffed and sat forward in his chair. “Father, I have better things
to do with my time than spend them with a half grown elf. Elrohir and I spend
that time with the guard…”“I know what you do with the guard in the evenings, Elladan. I am, after
all, the Lord of this Valley. If you wish to spend time with the guard then you
will include Legolas in your revels.”“You’ve got to be kidding me?” Elladan said, his voice ripe with
disbelief. “He is too young to be drinking and around the guards when they are
in their cups. They will fall over themselves to be the first to bed him.”“I sincerely doubt that the guards under your command would seek to bed
your under aged betrothed, my son,” Elrond pointed out growing aggravated with
his son. “Your argument does not hold water. I suggest you find something less
hazardous for the two of you to do. Perhaps a walk through the gardens or a ride
through the forest would be more fitting.”Legolas sat and listened to Elrond and Elladan argue, and wished he was
anyplace but where he was. The prince was smart enough to know that forcing his
betrothed to spend time with him would only cause Elladan to resent him more.“My lord,” Legolas said hesitantly, “I am willing to accept any
punishment you deem necessary, but I do not wish Elladan to resent me or my
presence any more than he already does. Can’t we just muck out the stalls
before breakfast?”Elladan glared at Legolas for suggesting such a thing. The prince, he was
sure, had never had stable duty and was in for a rude awakening. The twin would
be damned before he let the little brat get away with not doing his fair share.Elrond sighed in defeat. There was no way he was going to get Elladan to
spend more time with Legolas without a fight. Perhaps a fortnight of cleaning
the stalls would give the couple a chance to at least start talking, and they
would be doing something together…“Very well, you will muck the stalls to the Stable Master’s satisfaction
before breakfast every morning for a fortnight,” Elrond finally agreed. “I
suggest you get plenty of sleep tonight because your duty starts first thing in
the morning. You are dismissed.”~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~“The next time we get in trouble for something, let me do the talking,”
Elladan hissed once they were in the corridor. He was fuming about having to do
the extra work. “Thanks to you we will be mucking the stalls while everyone
else sleeps an extra two hours!”“*We* wouldn’t be in this situation if you hadn’t tackled me
from behind,” Legolas remarked before turning and walking the opposite way.Elladan followed him and grabbed his shoulder, turning him around to face
him. “Let’s get one thing straight here, *prince*. You will learn to
respect me one way or the other.”“I think you are wrong, Elladan. *Respect* is something you earn,”
Legolas said before shaking the twin’s hand off his shoulder and continuing on
his way. “You’ve done nothing to earn anything but my contempt.”“I expect you in the stables before dawn, prince,” the twin called after
him harshly. “It would be best if I didn’t have to come to your room and
drag you out there.”~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Legolas arrived, still sleepy eyed, at the stables the next morning and
started cleaning out the stalls, thinking he could get some work done before
Elladan arrived. He worked diligently for several moments, moving from stall to
stall, but there was still no sign of the
twin. Anger at being left to do their punishment alone brought several curses
from him, and finally he threw the rake on the ground and headed toward the Last
Homely House.Before making his way to Elladan’s room, he stopped to get a bucket and
fill it with cold water. The threat his betrothed made to him yesterday ran
through his mind, and by the time he made it to the twin’s room he was fuming.As he entered the elf warrior’s rooms he could hear him snoring lightly,
and that brought a wicked smile to his face. Legolas was sure the elf warrior
would not be snoring much longer. He threw the bucket of cold water all over the
sleeping form and waited for Elladan to react.“You’re late, Elladan,” he said through clinched teeth. “The stalls
need mucking and I will not do the work alone.”“You fucking son of an orc!” Elladan screamed as he jumped out of the
bed, soaked and furious. He lunged for Legolas, but the prince was too quick for
him. “You’d better run because when I catch you you’re going to pay!
Fucking *wood elf*!”Legolas was already down the hall, but he could still hear Elladan’s
threats and curses as he left the house and made his way back to the stables,
laughing all the way. Once back to work, he listened closely for any sound that
the half elf was on his way.Several minutes later Legolas heard Elladan’s mumbled curses heading toward
the stables. Grabbing a rake, he armed himself against any retaliation the twin
had in store for him, but was surprised when Elladan rushed him. Legolas dropped
the rake and took off running the other way, only realizing then that the door
leading out to the pasture was closed and he was trapped. Turning to face the
twin, Legolas saw the ladder leading to the hayloft and quickly climbed up it,
hoping there was another way down.Elladan’s laugh was almost evil as he realized Legolas’ mistake. “You
are trapped Legolas,” he said as he climbed the ladder slowly. “What will
you do now? There is nowhere to run and you cannot hide all day.”“You would have done the same to me if I had not shown up,” Legolas
panted as he realized he was indeed cornered. “Did you expect me to do all the
work while you slept? Be fair, Elladan.”“Oh, I am fair, *prince*,” Elladan replied as he saw where Legolas
was trying to hide. “It would be best if you come out now. If I have to come
after you, you won’t like the results.”“I’m not afraid of you!” Legolas retaliated more bravely than he felt,
but still he did not move.Elladan sighed tiredly and started moving towards Legolas. “Why do you
always make things so hard? You know in the end I am going to catch you and make
you pay for ruining my bed and drenching me with that cold water.”“You would have done the same!” Legolas insisted as he backed up against
the stack of hay that kept him from retreating further. He was becoming
desperate and trying to think of a way to escape the trouble he was now in.“You don’t know what I would have done. You don’t even know me,”
Elladan hissed as he stepped even closer to the prince.Legolas frantically thought about what to do and decided he only had one
choice; he had to rush Elladan and try to get past him. The prince faked a move
to the left and quickly moved to the right and pushed against Elladan with all
his might.Although the move surprised Elladan, he grabbed Legolas and they both ended
up prone on the hayloft floor. Legolas fought to get free, but Elladan pinned
him under his body and laughed as the prince tried desperately to get away.“You are caught fair and square. What will you do now?” Elladan asked,
his tone different. All of Legolas’ struggling had caused him to become
aroused, and as he looked down at the young prince he saw the beauty he had
refused to acknowledge before.Legolas stopped struggling when he felt Elladan’s hardness against his
abdomen and looked up at the elf warrior with shock. The prince had never been
in this situation before and he was frightened, but fought to keep that emotion
from showing on his face.“You *are* beautiful,” Elladan whispered as he lowered his head
and kissed Legolas. The sweet taste of the prince’s lips made him want to
taste him further, and he brushed his tongue across Legolas’ bottom lip.The soft brush of Elladan’s tongue over his lips caused Legolas to gasp and
the elf warrior took advantage and slipped his tongue into the luscious mouth.
Elladan had never tasted such sweetness and when he felt the prince respond and
let out a soft moan, he deepened the kiss, delving deeply into the warm and
willing mouth.
TBC