Barad-en-Elei (Fortress of Dreams) | By : narcolinde Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2319 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings and no profit of any kind is earned by this story. Main characters and settings originally created by JRR Tolkien. Just for fun, no money earned. OC's and story are erobey's. |
"Nothing! I was doing nothing, only looking, Hîren, nothing more," insisted D'râk. He tried to smile reassuringly but in truth the black look of fury on the young Lord's face frightened him. He'd already been warned to stay away from Elladan once.
"Did Maglor tell you to keep watch on me?" Elladan shook him again. "Were you running off to share your report with him?"
"Nay, Hîren!" D'râk could not understand what this talk of spying meant, but knew he couldn't endure another rebuke from B'rônâ Kânô. The last had almost killed him. "I will say nothing to him. He will not know you were listening at the window. You will also say nothing; he will not know I was watching you and
enjoying that. Yes? We will be in accord, Ell-Adan?"
Stunned, Elladan released him and stepped back, eyes narrow and lips compressed. He despised this kind of extortion and was about to say so when the faint pressure of footsteps, light and noticeable only because he loved them so, announced Maglor's return to the interior of the castle. The servant's eyes widened in unmistakable terror and he bowed, snatching up Elladan's hand and kissing it, briefly pressing it against his cheek.
"i will atone; please do not tell him," he whispered ere he fled away toward a secondary staircase, leaving Elladan to make his own hasty retreat back to the apartment; he dropped onto the sofa and tried to compose himself.
Maglor entered, his eyes fell on his beloved curled against the cushions, the open shirt having fallen away to bare one white shoulder, and a bright smile lit his features. He came at once and perched on the arm beside Elladan, kissing him, running one hand up the lean chest, brushing a soft nipple that at once gathered and rose, then pushing between the folded legs to grope the lax genitals, equally soft and responsive. He ended the kiss with a light laugh, tugging playfully at the tight red peak and the growing erection.
"Valar, to come in here and know that I will find you waiting for me like this is the greatest joy I have ever imagined," he said, licking a prominent ear-tip peaking through the ebony hair. "My Elf-man." Quickly he removed the shirt and was doing his best to cover every centimetre of his lover's ear with warm wet saliva, briskly stroking the cock filling his hand.
"Maglor, beloved, stop." Elladan squirmed under the laving tongue but could not help bending into the lips that latched onto him and sucked, reaching for the fist encircling his sex and helping it massage the aroused shaft. "Ai, you are the undoing of me," he wailed.
"I sincerely hope so for I cannot resist such a delectable invitation when it is presented with such ardent and wanton desire." He changed position and arranged his mate more to his liking, reclining length-wise, settling between Elladan's knees. While he bent his head to lick and lap the prominent erection sprouting between his husband's legs, Maglor untied his leggings, extracting his full cock with a satisfied grunt, favouring it with a few strokes as his fingers probed Elladan's tight anus. "Get you legs up on my shoulders and let me in."
"Valar!" Elladan winced and battled in a half-hearted effort to get free, certain Maglor would leave off. "I do nothing but surrender to your charms."
"I can manage without your surrender," commented Maglor, a sly smile bending his lips into a lascivious leer. He gripped one muscular calf, draped it over his shoulder and held it there, immediately positioning his cock for entry, and bored in. Elladan yelped in pain and Maglor's heart leaped. He rammed the organ home and paused, watching the tremors running over Elladan's body.
"Baw! I am not recovered from the last encounter." Elladan shouted and shoved Maglor off, a shiver running over him as he thought of what Ossë had demanded, and tucked himself tight against the corner of the sofa, knees drawn up before his chest, arms locked around them.
"Elladan?" Maglor sat back and stared. "What is wrong?"
"Wrong? How can you ask that?"
"Because you are upset and I don't know why. Tell me, Elladan." Maglor held his breath; perhaps at last the moment had arrived. He reached out to his husband and gasped aloud as Elladan cringed back from him. "Ai! What ails you? I would never hurt you."
Elladan came to himself in a rush, realising he'd almost revealed what he'd heard. That he couldn't do, too afraid of the explanation he might receive, too terrified he would reveal something he must never admit. Frantically he scrounged for a solution.
"I know, I am sorry," he inhaled and tried to relax, permitting Maglor to take him by the arm and unwrap his knotted frame, parting his legs and delving between them.
"There is no need to be," encouraged the minstrel. His hand fell at once to Elladan's cock and fondled him, carefully cupping the heavy sac. Elladan's thighs parted and his penis lifted as if begging for attention. It was difficult to tear his eyes from it but he did. "Speak to me for it is clear there is something serious weighing on your mind." This was it. Maglor readied himself to be compassionate and forgiving and his cock hardened even more, jutting out obscenely from the gaping pants.
Elladan's heart thumped and every beat sent a surge of blood to his treasonous cock, for he could not deny the delight Maglor's touch gave him and it was so tempting just to forget, for now, and let him have his way. Maybe the pain would be worth it for his husband was sure to tend him with gentle affection afterwards. He groaned and pushed into the lazy grip, reaching out to softly pet the wet tip of Maglor's impressive erection.
"It is nothing; forget my foolishness and make love to me." He scooted down lower, lifting a leg up and around his husband to drape over the back of the sofa, exposing himself fully. "Take me."
Maglor stuck his fingers in the hole presented so blatantly offered, watching as Elladan flinched and bit back a cry, grabbing the fabric under his hands in a death grip, eyes creased shut. He frowned; he was not going to take him dry when he was already this sore. He had not drawn Elladan's blood and had no desire to, not like this anyway. He eased the fingers out and instead used them to soothe a soft cares over the tight scrotum crowded at the base of the long slender shaft. He curled over his cornered mate and kissed him deeply, working the cock faster, and again nibbled on flushed ear tips.
"I will not, for you already rejected my advances and I would not force you, for all we play at it," he whispered, nuzzling into the thick black hair. He caught his husband's eyes, wide with fear as they had never been before, and his heart ached to reassure him. Mayhap it was too much to expect him to freely own so great a sin. Mayhap he should tell him there was no secret to hide anymore. He settled his mouth over Elladan's, sighing as it opened for him at once and permitted him total access. He claimed it with gentle reassurance, letting his tongue's caressing comfort calm his mate before he retreated.
"When you give yourself to me, I want it to be something you desire more than any other thing," he said, smiling into grey eyes that held more lust now than dread. "When we play, it is only that, Elladan. It is no fun for me if you are disturbed or uncomfortable by what we do together. It is all right to tell me what you like and what you do not."
"Oh." Elladan could not think to say anything more coherent, for the stimulation his husband lavished upon his excited flesh demanded all his attention.
He lifted up into a particularly delightful stroke and moaned as the motion carried his cock into Maglor's mouth. He was sucked in and swabbed by a soft warm tongue, the fingers around the root tightening. He shut his eyes and let his head fall back, gave himself into the sensations, all his awareness reduced to the delicious friction and racing flashes of tingling pleasure spiralling up through his penis. Maglor was working hard to bring him quickly and he let it happen, giving in when his nipple was roughly tweaked just as his slit was favoured with a lavish lick. He cried out softly and arched up into the orgasm, letting his husband drain him, and fell back in limp, languid satisfaction, smiling as the ancient singer crawled atop him and kissed him, the bitter flavour of his own juices strong on his breath.
"Was that good for you?" Maglor asked, absolutely adoring the boneless heap to which he had reduced his beloved. It was almost as wondrous as wearing him out with his cock, except he was still rigid and unfulfilled.
"Aye," Elladan smiled and shifted, snips of the things Maglor had said coming back to him now, aglow with the residual pleasure granted to him and the considerate words. Whatever Ossë might have said, Maglor truly loved him and would not allow anything to happen to him. How could he have doubted a love like this? He shifted, feeling the weighty erection pressed into his belly, eager to give his mate equal delight by repaying the favour. "Valar, Maglor, you are so hard."
"You tend to have that effect on me, my fair young warrior."
"Then let me provide the remedy. I am hungry for the taste of you."
"Luthadron! (Tempter) Nay, I prefer to wait until you're ready for penetration. In fact," he rose with effort and drew Elladan off the sofa, leading him into the bed chamber, "I have a salve that will aid your healing. Lie down, face down, and let me take care of you." He didn't wait to see if he would be obeyed, confident of that, and continued on to the bathing chamber. He found that he was in a quandary, wanting Elladan to reveal the truth while at the same time desiring to make the confession effortless. The singer believed he had a reliable solution and returned to find Elladan naked on the bed, chin resting on his folded arms, legs parted wide beneath his tight round rear, eagerly exposing his anus. He chuckled and climbed up between the lean limbs, coated his fingers liberally with the gooey cream, and slowly inserted them past the tender, cramped ring of muscles. Elladan groaned and tensed but relaxed once Maglor's fingers began to tenderly fuck him, giving teasing little taps at his innermost core.
"Ai Valar," he whined, "that is incredible."
"Like it, do you?"
"Aye."
"Want more?"
"Much more."
"Then tell me."
"Want your cock in me."
"Hmmm, not yet."
"Don't you want to do it?"
"Do what?"
"Ram it in there. Spill inside me."
"I always want that."
"Then why don't you?"
"Because I can wait. Waiting will make it even more enjoyable. Besides, you haven't told me what I need to know."
"What is that?"
"Tell me what had you so upset when I arrived."
"What?" Elladan was jolted out of his sensual haze and peered over his shoulder at Maglor. The minstrel smiled and oh so softly stroked his prostate. Elladan pushed back on the fingers and wailed when they retreated completely. It was only to gather more of the soothing gel and then Maglor penetrated him anew, working the digits in and out as before. "Valar just fuck me."
"Tell me. I promise there is nothing to fear," urged Maglor, pressing down on the interior gland.
"It is nothing, Maglor. Ai! Take me, please. I need it."
"Just say the words, Elladan. I have all eternity to fuck you and gladly would I fuck you for all eternity. But I need to know and you will feel so relieved to just say it." An undertone of demanding insistence edged the coaxing words and he stroked across Elladan's prostate repeatedly, watching in fascination as he squirmed and bucked into the covers, no doubt thrusting his renewed erection against the resilient mattress. He eased his free hand beneath the writhing pelvis and grinned to discover he was right. The hot roll of swollen flesh twitched against his palm but he withdrew, denying the dual stimulation for he did not want to bring Elladan to another peak just yet.
"Ai! It was just
" Elladan gasped for air, stunned when the hand fondled him and then retreated, desperate for it to come back, frantic to have Maglor's cock, to accept the organ's intrusion, to feel it stretch him, filling him, moving in him, owning him. There had to be a way to make that happen but he could not tell Maglor the truth. He snatched at the first thing that crossed his mind. "I found D'râk spying on me, pleasuring himself." The fingers stopped their tender massage and withdrew.
"What? This is about D'râk?" Maglor stared at his mate, incredulous.
"I told you it was nothing."
"That is not nothing," the minstrel frowned and shook his head, disappointed and angry. He got off the bed and cleaned off his fingers, shoved his deflating cock back inside his pants and did them up. "I will deal with him." His eyes swept over his prone husband, naked and aroused and so eager for sex, and for the first time disgust tainted his desire for the glorious body spread before him. "Yet I am not surprised. He finds you alluring and when you go around wearing almost nothing, flaunting yourself, teasing him
"
"What?" Elladan scrambled up, confused and hurt by that unmistakable tone of disapproving scorn, unconsciously displaying his overt arousal. "I was not flaunting myself; I was resting here in the privacy of our rooms."
"Of course. Cover yourself with a robe next time and there will be no further difficulties," Maglor cast a cold, censorious gaze over his husband and left the suite.
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