Adult-FanFiction.org : Lord of the Rings

An Honourable Assassin	By : narcolinde Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3997 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
A Guest in the Valley

Who is that?

Don't know but I saw him first.

What nonsense! We arrived together at the exact same moment.

Hardly. I crossed the threshold ahead of you by a good ten seconds at least.

Doesn't matter; you were looking at me and I was looking into the room; therefor I saw him before you did.

Don't be such a child; we'll share.

The twin Lords of Imladris, having just returned from a lengthy campaign among the Rangers of Eriador in which they had slain so many orcs they'd lost count, were eager to spend a few hours of relaxation in the healing spas for which their father's estate was renowned. The stood just inside the bounds of their favourite sauna, a small stone enclosure with high slatted windows, an earthen floor, numerous cedar wood benches, a cool pool of clear water, and a steaming fire-pit. The air was hot and hazy with warm moist mist.

Through it they studied a nude figure stretched out face down on one of the benches, a long swath of golden hair obscuring most of his back and shoulders but leaving a most tantalising view of a well-shaped arse and incredibly long and leanly muscled legs. One arm hung down over the side of the bench, the other pillowed his head, but the angle of their approach was such that they could not view the countenance attached to the lithe form.

In unison the brothers entered, removing their robes and hanging them neatly on pegs provided for just that purpose, and shared a purely predatory look before advancing into the room. Before they had gone three strides, a blur of motion hued in peach and ebony announced the arrival of Lord Erestor, from whence they could not fathom for the room was really not that large. He stood before them in imposing authority, arms folded over his chest, features already arranged in admonishing censure, his august presence undiminished for all he was naked, hair damp with sweat and steam. The twins halted and frowned identical expressions of annoyed deference.

"Suilad, Erestor." They spoke in concert, too. "We didn't see you here."

"Obviously. You do now and thus it should not be necessary for me to point out that this sauna is taken." The elf's voice was cool and silky and filled with unmistakable tones of menace. Behind him there was an indistinct stirring and a new voice spoke.

"Erestor? What is amiss, mellon?"

The words were limned in sleepy half-awareness and the brothers leaned sideways in opposite directions, eager to gaze past the living obstruction of Erestor's not unimpressive unclothed body and get a glimpse of their prey. They were equally and simultaneously stunned by the vision of a fair face and wide, blinking blue eyes peering over a bare shoulder, the elf propped up on his arm so that he was half-turned toward them. Twinned hearts gave two ungainly leaps and then set up a steady and rapid thudding that for some reason robbed them of the ability to breathe for a couple of seconds.

"Nothing, mellon," called Erestor sweetly. "I neglected to mark the sauna as in use. Rest and be not disturbed; all is well." He was smiling at the prone elf in warm felicity, an expression rare upon his face, for Erestor had many varieties of smiles and nearly all of them communicated at least a hint of aloof contempt for the individuals graced to receive them. The unknown elf smiled back, responding to the seneschal's gracious demeanour.

"All right," he said and shifted, rolling onto his back and stretching, crooking one arm behind his head as the other sent his free hand in a light, smoothing gesture down the long length of his torso, over his flat abdomen, and right down to his crotch where it made a quick adjustment of the equipment there before retreating to rest atop his navel. A contented sigh left him and his eyelids were already drifting down as he lapsed into reverie again.
Wow.

Uh…

The twins' thought processes were momentarily hampered by the sudden southward diversion of blood normally allotted to the brain's higher functions. Movement close at hand brought limited reasoning capability to the fore and they transferred lust-addled eyes to Erestor, who stood with hands now upon his hips, his stare a threatening glower of fierce and possessive warning. Together the brothers took an involuntary step back.

"We'll just be going then," said one and reached for a robe, handing it off to his brother as he received one his twin held forth in turn. They stumbled back out into the glare of the bright Imladrian sun, noting Erestor's' smug and triumphant sniff as they did, and wandered in an aimless way toward another sauna room.

"I guess Erestor saw him first."

"Aye, but who in Mordor is he?"

"Not from Lorien, despite the yellow hair. We know everybody there."

"From Lindon?"

"Mayhap a new page, a son of one of the Sindarin nobles sent for training in state-craft."

"I hope so for that would mean he'll be here for several years. Plenty of time to get to know him."

"Must get to know him, fully and intimately." They grinned in salacious agreement, then one frowned slightly.

"What about Erestor? He's obviously not going to relinquish his claim easily."

"So? Just because he's older and meaner doesn't mean he's entitled to have the elf. They aren't mates and so that lovely young golden thing in there is fair game. We can easily win him from Erestor."

"Erestor is no toad, muindor."

"True, but we are two and he is one."

"Aye, none have resisted our combined overtures yet. Still, Erestor is not an elf to cross lightly. Are we sure this is a competition we want to pursue?"

"Are we willing to give up the chance of tasting that glorious mouth, those delicate pink nipples, and that lovely rosy cock?"

"Actually, its the vision of bending him over that bench and pounding my rigid shaft up his tight little rear end that makes me dare duelling with Erestor the Assassin of Sirion."

The brothers shared another look of licentious anticipation mingled with just a hint of nervous solemnity over the impending contest. Erestor was a formidable adversary and one they'd never contended against in any endeavour, much less the wooing of a paramour. They walked a time in quiet introspection, chose another sauna, and spent an hour discussing the finer attributes of the unknown visitor and devising a plan of attack that would subdue him and make him yield up all those delicious treasures. They concluded the war council in confident assurance of victory. After all, neither could ever recall seeing Erestor express carnal interest in anyone.

Comely appearance and refined manners will only get him so far. The ancient warrior is sadly out of practise.

Aye, he's sure to blunder terribly and either offend the elf or embarrass himself.

Hopefully both.

They left the sauna much refreshed and eager to begin. The first step in gaining a potential lover's interest was to learn about him so as to impress him with the degree to which they found him fascinating by catering to all his whims and wishes. Since they knew nothing and could not approach Erestor, the twins chose the next best source and sought out their father.
- 1
- 2
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Adult-FanFiction.Org is not in any way associated with or related to FanFiction.Net

Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.

While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.

All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.

Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!

Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo

An Honourable Assassin

A Guest in the Valley