Title & Chapter Number: A Little Brotherly Love 1/1
Author(s): - Author's Index
Website: Of Elves and Men
Fandom: Middle Earth
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These are not my characters and i do not profit from their use.
Special Warnings: Slash, Incest
Betas: Mayetra
Cast: Haldir/Orophin/Rumil
Timeline: sometime before LOTR
Spoilers: None
Summary: The brothers love each other more than Haldir knew.
Notes: Fireheart inspired me!
Haldir heard the other elf coming. He even knew who it was. It was the newest recruit, and the noisiest of the guardians along the northern fences. He would soon learn to be silent, Haldir thought to himself, smiling.
When the young elf came to the place where Haldir had stood seconds before, he looked around. Someone had just been here, he could feel it. Then the March-Warden dropped down from the tree and drew his bow back so fast that the younger elf had no time to breathe.
"Rumil sent me. It is Orophin. He was shot by an Orc on patrol this morning. He is at the Lady’s talan."
Panic shot through Haldir.
"Is he all right?"
"I do not know. I am only telling you what I was told."
Haldir was gone before the younger elf finished his last sentence. He didn’t even remember later how he got to Lady Galadriel’s talan. All he remembered was he needed to be there for his youngest brother.
When he walked into the Lady’s talan, Rumil met him. He threw his arms around his older brother. Haldir had never been a demonstrative elf, free with his affections like his younger brothers were. He held Rumil a little stiffly and patted his back. Then he pulled back and looked at him.
"How is Orophin?"
"He looks worse than he is."
"What does that mean?"
"Well, he really was hit by an Orc arrow, but he was not hurt badly. He lost some blood and most of it is smeared all over him. You know how messy our Orophin has always been."
Haldir was still shocked when Rumil took his hand and held it as they went into the room.
Orophin smiled at them, a little weak and a lot embarrassed.
"Haldir, why are you here?" Orophin’s cheerful face slipped a little.
"Because your brother wanted me to hold his hand." Haldir smiled at his little brother, though in truth, both Orophin and Rumil were taller than he was.
Orophin was a mess, still bloody and dirty, though Haldir had not yet seen his wound.
"Where is it?"
Rumil uncovered his shoulder and there was a small wound, neatly sewn up and covered in a healing salve.
"All the blood came from this?"
Orophin turned red and said, "Well, no, I fell and hit my nose and it started bleeding, so when Rumil found me, he thought I was dying."
Haldir would have laughed, but he was so relieved that Orophin wasn’t hurt any worse than he was, that he felt more like crying.
He went to the door and asked if they could take Orophin to the bath and clean him up a bit. The handmaiden smiled and bid them go. She had never seen grown up elves behaving so much like three scared children.
The three brothers made their way to the bathhouse. Once inside, Haldir and Rumil stripped the bloody clothing from the rest of Orophin’s body. Then their own clothing came off as the three of them got into the warm, fragrant water.
Rumil began to bathe Orophin. He washed the blood from his brother’s face, and he gently worked all the way around the wound. He washed the youngest brother’s long silver hair, and then he began to wash long legs and underwater parts.
Haldir was taken aback when he saw Rumil stroke Orophin under the water. He felt himself blush. When had the two of them started doing such things to each other? Haldir, along with being a bit stiff, was also not very free with his sexual affections, being more comfortable handling his needs on his own than he was sharing his need with others.
He watched silently as they kissed, Orophin’s tongue darting out to tease Rumil’s lower lip before slipping between into his brother’s mouth. Orophin moved a little gingerly, but his hands were busy beneath the water too, seeking tender places to touch that made Rumil moan and move his hips. He was captivated by what his brothers were doing and certainly was beginning to feel the affects of watching them in his own body. He tried to slip his hand under the water without being noticed. He failed as two pairs of dark blue eyes turned to look at him.
Orophin slowly moved closer to him, until he sat beside Haldir, close enough that his thigh was against his brother’s. Haldir was so intent on Orophin that he didn’t even notice Rumil, until he felt a hand encircle his erection. When he gasped, Orophin kissed him. For a moment, he didn’t respond simply because he was stunned. Then he let his youngest brother slip his tongue into his mouth.
He felt so engulfed by them, so loved as they pressed against him with kisses and touches and soft murmurs. He was also so aroused by them both that he heard himself make a sound startlingly close to a whimper.
"Orophin, let’s get dried off and take our brother somewhere soft and dry to finish what we’ve started." Rumil helped Orophin as they all rose from the steamy tub.
Haldir said nothing as they dried each other off then reached for him and dried him with soft towels as their warm hands and even warmer mouths caressed and kissed him. He felt almost silly, being seduced by his younger brothers. But he also felt more excitement than he had felt in many long years.
The three of them wrapped towels around themselves and slipped back into the room where Orophin had been while Galadriel tended his wounds. The bedding had been changed and the handmaiden had departed. The towels were dropped as Haldir reached for Rumil. He kissed his brother this time, allowing his own passion and need to show, reaching for Orophin to join them. They stood together, mouths touching, bodies touching, arms around one another. Haldir broke the kiss to whisper to his brothers.
"I love you both so much." He pulled them both toward the bed and was surprised when Rumil dropped to his knees in front of him, then Orophin joined him. He watched them as two tongues flicked out to lick the length of his cock, from base to tip, wet and warm pausing now and again to lick the other one’s tongue. He was drowning in sensation, in pleasure almost too intense to bear. His entire being was surrounded by two sweet, hot mouths as he realized he couldn’t hold back a second longer. He grabbed at the bed behind him to steady himself as the first wave of pleasure almost knocked him to his knees. His seed spilled into one mouth then the other as they traded places, sharing him as they shared most things in life.
He sat back on the bed, his body weak and languid from his brothers’ attentions. Both of them rose from their knees at the same time, Rumil helping Orophin in deference to his injured shoulder. Haldir looked at them, so much alike that they might have been twins, and so beautiful that he could barely believe they were his brothers. Both of them were aroused and both looked at him.
They pushed him down on the bed and lay down on either side of him, pressing erections against him and kissing him as well as each other. He ran his hand down Orophin’s belly to his cock and began to run his finger over the velvety smoothness. He rubbed the sticky pre-come between his fingers and ran them up and down the sensitive vein along the underside of the younger elf’s penis. He bit his lip when he realized what he wanted. He wanted his brother to mount him. He wanted to feel Orophin’s cock inside him. He rolled over so his ass was against Orophin, hoping he wouldn’t have to ask for what he wanted.
Orophin’s response was to press himself against the cleft of Haldir’s ass.
"Let me find my gear," Rumil left the bed and rummaged around in his pack for a vial of oil. Haldir was again surprised. It seemed his brothers were lovers unbeknownst to him, up until now. Rumil poured oil on him and rubbed it all over Orophin too. He kissed them both one after the other, and he slipped a finger inside Haldir as he gently stroked Orophin.
Haldir moved up onto his elbows and knees as Rumil drew Orophin closer. He was trembling as Rumil guided Orophin closer still until his slick head pressed against the small, dark opening of the one elf on Earth that he had always worshipped. Orophin was trembling as he pressed harder, as his head slipped inside the oily opening. He was whispering to himself, words both sweet and obscene, when Haldir pushed back against him, taking him in deeper at first, then all the way inside.
Rumil was shaking almost as hard as Orophin was as he bit Haldir’s shoulder, darting his tongue out to soothe the bites and nips. His oily hands still stroked, only they had moved under Haldir to caress and coax another orgasm from him. Thick, white semen covered Rumil’s hand, and then, Orophin found he couldn’t withstand the spasms of Haldir’s body and filled him with his own seed.
"Now you," Haldir said to his other brother. Orophin lay beside them, panting and pulling Haldir over on top of his long, slender body as Rumil took his place inside the brother he too had always considered to be close to a deity. Rumil tried to be gentle, but he had waited so long that his need wouldn’t be denied any longer than it took him to ram himself inside his older brother. Their bodies were slick with sweat and semen, and the sound of flesh banging against flesh was almost as loud as the grunts and groans emanating from both of them as well as those coming from Orophin, still stiff from his injury. Rumil came hard, hands gripping Haldir hard as he spilled himself inside him.
~*~*~*~
Galadriel went to check on the brothers later in the evening. She smiled at them. Haldir had a silver head on either shoulder. Haldir smiled lazily at her, then placed a kiss on the forehead of each of his younger brothers.
Galadriel quietly closed the door and returned to her own chambers.
~end~
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