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Obsession	By : Silver15 Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: Elladan has always been in
love with his twin, but Elrohir has no idea of his brother�s feelings towards
him and is involved in a secret, serious relationship with Glorfindel. When
Elladan finds the two in a compromising situation, he finally snaps. A response to a challenge by Sabrina. NC-17 - Contains rape, slash, incest.
Disclaimer:
I don�t own any Lord of the Rings
characters; I�m just borrowing them to play around with for a while. This story
belongs to me.

Obsession

Elladan paced up and down the
bedroom he shared with his twin brother Elrohir. It was growing late, and his
father had retired to bed almost an hour ago.
�Where is Elrohir?� he growled under his breath. His brother
had disappeared two hours ago, leaving Elladan to sit with their father and
Arwen. Glorfindel had disappeared not long after, telling Elrond that he felt
very tired and he wished to have an early night.
Elladan knew that Elrohir had been acting strangely for a
few weeks now, ever since they had arrived back in Rivendell. He often slipped
away during the day, telling his twin nothing except that he wished to be
alone. And at night, Elladan would often wake up to find Elrohir�s bed empty. When he asked Elrohir what was going on, the
elf would laugh and shrug it off or else come up with a totally unbelievable
excuse for his absence.
The oldest elf twin stopped in the middle of the room and
thought for a moment. Slipping out, both during the day and at
night, being unusually secretive, looking tired in the morning, but also
extremely happy. Could it be�that Elrohir had taken a lover? At first
Elladan tried to laugh it off and forget about it. But he couldn�t and the more
he thought about it, the more it began to make sense. In a sudden burst of
anger, he kicked the bedside table, sending it crashing to the floor. The vase
that had been standing on it, smashed. Elrohir could not have taken a lover. Because Elrohir was his.
Elladan had been in love with his twin brother for many
years, yet he had never told Elrohir of his true feelings, mainly because he
was scared that his twin would reject him. It seemed safer to love after him
from afar, and since Elrohir had never been particularly interested in women
either, Elladan had had very little reason to be jealous. While in the wild,
they spent all their time together and they were very affectionate towards each
other, but Elladan knew that Elrohir had absolutely no idea of his true
feelings towards him. But if Elrohir had taken a lover, that changed
everything. He couldn�t bear to think of his object of desire in the arms of
another. Elrohir was his. He would always be his.
Elladan walked over to the door, his mind made up. It was no
good. He had to find out where Elrohir was. He couldn�t believe that he was
right, but he had to know once and for all. He went past his father�s room and
Glorfindel�s room quietly, knowing that there was no possible way he could
explain what he was doing if they were to wake up. However, no sound came from
either of them. He hurried down to the main hall and slipped outside into the
grounds. Elrohir had told him many a time that he liked lying outside; looking
up at the stars and Elladan knew that his brother was out there somewhere.
Slowly, taking care to keep to the shadows, he walked around
the grounds until he heard what he was listening out for. A
quiet laugh, coming from one of the clearings. Elladan recognised the
laugh as his brothers and, clenching his fists in a jealous rage, he made his
way over, not sure what he was going to see, but quite certain that he was not
going to like it. However, nothing could have prepared him for the sight, which
greeted him.
Lying in the clearing, holding each other tightly, were
Elrohir and Glorfindel. Both were completely naked, their clothes in a pile not
far from them. Elrohir had his head resting on Glorfindel�s chest and the Elf
Lord was stroking his long dark hair. It was clear that they had just been
making love. Trying desperately to control his rage, Elladan crouched behind a
tree and waited. Soon he heard Glorfindel give a small sigh.
�I hate having to keep our relationship secret,� he said
softly. �I miss you when you go off hunting orcs with Elladan. Then whenever
you return we have to keep lying to everyone and sneaking around like this. I
want them to know, Elrohir. We�ve been hiding our relationship for five years
and I think it is time we told your family.�
�So do I,� Elrohir reassured him.
�I will tell them soon. But I want Elladan to know first. He is sure to take it
hard, being my twin and everything. I will tell him soon, I promise. I love
you, Glorfindel.�
�And I love you Elrohir. Do you have to go back yet?�
�No,� Elrohir whispered
suggestively. �Elladan will probably be asleep by now. I can stay a while
longer.�
Feeling sick with anger, Elladan slipped away from the
lovers and began to walk back to his room. As he walked, a tear slid down his
cheek and he brushed it away angrily.
�You are not going to get away with this Elrohir,� he swore
quietly. �I will make you mine if it is the very last thing I do.�

The next morning, Elladan woke up to find that Elrohir had
awoken and left before him, no doubt wanting to see Glorfindel before
breakfast. As he remembered what he had seen the night before, his feelings of
rage came back, this time stronger than before. How dare Elrohir take
Glorfindel as his lover? How dare he betray him like that?
Breakfast was a very quiet affair. Elladan avoided looking
at or talking to either Elrohir or Glorfindel and he only spoke to his father
if Elrond asked him a question. The one time he did glance at Elrohir at the
corner of his eye, his could see that his twin looked confused about the way he
was acting.
�Are you feeling all right today, Elladan?� his father asked
finally. �You are not eating much and you seem very quiet.�
�I am fine, father,� Elladan
replied. �I just did not sleep well last night. I took a late night walk around
the grounds,� he added slowly. Elrohir paled visibly and looked briefly at
Glorfindel, who looked equally worried. Elladan pushed his plate away and stood
up.
�I think I will go to my room for a while, father,� he said.
�I have a bit of a headache. Maybe a rest will help.� Elrond nodded and the
oldest elf twin left the room without a word to Elrohir or Glorfindel.

Up in his room, Elladan stood by the window, looking out
over Rivendell. He hadn�t lied to his father, he really hadn�t slept well and he
did have a headache. But even worse were the pictures in his head, pictures
that just would not go away. He couldn�t help wondering if he was going mad.
�Elladan?�
Someone asked quietly, from behind him. He turned round to see Elrohir standing
there. Alone.
�I came to see if you were all right,� his brother
continued, taking a step into the room and shutting the door behind him. �And to explain about last night.�
�There is nothing to explain!� Elladan
said angrily, sitting on his bed and glaring at the wall. �I saw you. You and Glorfindel, together. Five years he said you had
been together. You kept it from me for all that time. Why?�
�I�I am not sure,� Elrohir sat
down beside Elladan and put a hand on his arm. �I suppose I knew that you were
going to be upset about it and I honestly did not want to hurt you. You were
not supposed to find out like that.� Gently he reached out to touch his older
brother�s cheek and Elladan saw his chance. He grabbed Elrohir�s wrist and held
it tightly. Then he leant forward and kissed his twin hard on the lips.
�Elladan, I don�t know what is wrong with you,� Elrohir said in disgust as he quickly drew back. �But stop
this now. Stop it!�
�No,� Elladan gave him an evil
smile. �You are mine, Elrohir. Not Glorfindel�s. But if you allow him to have
you, then I am going to have you too.�
He pushed his twin down onto the bed and sat astride him.
Sensing that he was about to scream, Elladan took the knife from his belt and
held it in front of him.
�Please don�t make me use this, Elrohir,� he begged. �Just
lay still and be quiet, there�s a good little elf.�
Quickly, he began to undress his brother, a difficult task
since Elrohir�s arms were pined to his side and he was unable to move. Elrohir
just lay there, making no effort to make Elladan�s task any easier, but not
fighting him either. Silent tears leaked from his eyes and spilled onto his
cheeks as Elladan ran a gentle hand down his bare chest to the top of his
trousers. He unfastened them and pulled them off, dumping them on the floor
with Elrohir�s cloak and shirt. He found, much to his satisfaction, that
Elrohir was semi-hard already.
�So,� he said with a smirk. �It seems that you do want this
after all.�
�I do not want this,� Elrohir said
firmly. �Let me go! Don�t do this, Elladan.�
�That is not what your body is saying� Elladan said,
gripping his brothers penis firmly and moving his hand up and down, running his
thumb across the head. It grew harder under his touch and after a few minutes,
Elrohir�s body tensed and he released himself over his brother�s hand. Elladan
looked at him and smirked again, as Elrohir began crying harder, now completely
humiliated.
�Stop crying, you baby!� Elladan
spat. �Get on your front. Now!�
He got off Elrohir, allowing his twin to roll onto his front.
Then he dropped his own trousers and lay on top of his twin, rubbing against
him, at last having the chance to feel flesh on flesh. Finding his target, he
pushed his erection into the body beneath him, taking no care to be gentle.
Elrohir cried out and Elladan pushed his head against his pillow to stop him
making a noise. Then he began thrusting roughing in and out, ravaging his
brother�s body, until at last he climaxed, emptying his seed into his twin
brother.
He rolled off Elrohir and attempted to get his breath back.
Elrohir looked up hesitantly, his face pale and streaked with tears. Sensing
that Elladan was not going to stop him, he rolled off the bed, grabbed his
clothes and fled from the room. And as Elladan watched him go, the real horror
of what he had done finally hit him. He had forced himself on his own brother,
all because of his stupid obsession and his jealousy. He had at last got the
one thing he had wanted for years, but in the process he had lost the most
important person in his world. His twin brother. Tears
of sadness fell from his eyes as he realised that Elrohir would never forgive
him for this. Just like he would never forgive himself�

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