Title & Chapter Number: Lord Celeborn's Book 6/?
Author(s): - Author's Index
Website: Of Elves and Men
Fandom: Middle Earth
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: None of these boys are mine though I did invent the book.
Warnings: Slash
Betas: Mayetra
Cast: Lord Celeborn, Elrond, Glorfindel
Timeline: Pre LotR AU
Spoilers: None
Summary: The geezers come to see the book.
Notes: May is resposible for me loving Glorfindel too!
The Lords of Imladris
"Why on earth do we need to go to Lorien to look at a sex manual?" Glorfindel asked Elrond as they got on their horses.
"Why not?" Elrond grinned at him. "What else have we got to do?"
Glorfindel looked at Elrond and shook his head. "What do we tell your father-in-law?"
"Do you have to call him that?"
"Ohhhhh, your plans include him, do they?" Glorfindel did manage not to laugh out loud. "You like us fair-haired ones, do you?"
Elrond just shot him an annoyed look. "I have put up you with forever, have I not?"
~*~*~*~
The two Elves from Imladris arrived in Caras Galadon a few weeks later. Haldir greeted them at the border. He was his usual cool, haughty self. Glorfindel whispered to Elrond, "Just let me stay up here. Taming that one would be worth the trip."
Haldir gave Glorfindel his best sneer. He had heard the whispered comments, apparently. The blond elf laughed.
As they rode toward the Elf city, Elrond told him, "That one, as you called him, is our host's special little one, I think."
"Oh really? Then I envy our host." They rode on.
Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel greeted them formally, then hugged them both in welcome.
"What are you two doing so far from home? We have heard of no trouble beyond the normal." Lady Galadriel asked, concerned.
"We came up to talk to Lord Celeborn about …"
"Yes?" Celeborn raised an eyebrow and smiled at them. He had a pretty good idea why they were here.
"Artwork."
Galadriel laughed out loud. "Artwork?" She shook her head and left them to their own devices. She knew them all well enough to know when to leave them alone.
Celeborn turned and looked innocently at Elrond. "Artwork? Is that the best you could do?" He laughed out loud and slapped Elrond on the shoulder. "Come on, then. If some of the horny elf children have not taken it, it is on my desk."
"Horny elf children?" The dark-haired member of the trio asked.
"Well, let me see. There would be your sons and Rumil. Orophin and Ohtarie looked at it. My wife decided she wanted to see it. Oh, and Haldir."
Elrond caught the blush when he said Haldir. "Haldir and whom?" Celeborn ignored the question.
"Ah, here it is." Celeborn lifted the book up and handed it to Glorfindel, who winked at him. He was speechless. What were these two up to?
Celeborn's son-in-law stood at the blond's shoulder as he opened the book. Celeborn couldn't see what they were looking at. He was really shocked when Elrond kissed Glorfindel's neck and whispered something in his ear. It seemed that things were a bit different in Imladris than here. Then he thought about his little guardian, and realized that they probably weren't very different at all.
The Lord of Imladris looked at his father-in-law and smiled. He had harbored a secret lust for the stern elf for a long time. Even Glorfindel didn't know about it. Perhaps Lord Celeborn would join them. For many years, he had longed to kiss the full lips of the Lord of Lothlorien.
"That looks interesting," Glorfindel pointed out to Elrond as they found the page that the latter elf's sons and Rumil had enjoyed a few short months before. "We have never done that."
"Speak for yourself," the Lord of Imladris teased his most trusted advisor and friend. Glorfindel snorted and turned the page to another drawing of three males elves. One was in the middle on his hands and knees while one was behind him, his penis buried deep inside while the one in front had his penis in the middle elf's mouth.
"Oh," was all Elrond managed to say to that one.
"Indeed." Glorfindel said as Elrond moved close enough that the blond elf could feel his erection pressing against his back.
"Who did you try it with, hmmmm? You old goat. I have never done that. The other yes but that one, no." Elrond laughed.
Celeborn looked a little lost. He felt like he really needed to leave the other two elves alone, but he didn't want to. He wanted to touch Elrond, had for some time. He had always found beauty in the dark hair of his son-in-law and was pleased that his grandchildren had taken their dark hair from their sire.
"Celeborn?"
"Yes?" He hadn't heard a word Elrond had said.
"Would you like to come to our chambers with us? This might not be the place to talk about the… uh, book." Elrond repeated himself.
Celeborn realized that he was blushing.
"Perhaps I should see if G-."
"Come with us, Lord Celeborn. Elrond desires that you do so, and so do I." Celeborn simply nodded at Glorfindel's plea.
The three stately elves made their way to the lovely chambers that Elrond was provided when he came to visit Lothlorien. Glorfindel carried the book in his arms. He was smiling like a cat with bowl full of cream.
Elrond opened the door and held it for the other two elves. Glorfindel went in first. Elrond touched Celeborn's sleeve as he walked past the dark elf into the room. As soon as Elrond closed the door, he pulled Celeborn close to him.
"These many years I have desired to taste your lips. When I look at you, I see my lovely Celebrian in your eyes. At first, I thought that was all it was, but it is more than that. I…I have no words to explain." Elrond kissed his wife's father, a tender, gentle kiss as Glorfindel stepped up behind the Lord of Lothlorien and rested his hands gently on Celeborn's shoulders.
Celeborn was surprised at how needy he felt, how badly he wanted them both right now. They smelled of Imladris, of summer flowers and light. He reached up and removed the silver coronet from Elrond's head and let his dark hair down. He leaned closer for another kiss as he felt Glorfindel loosen his own silver tresses. He thought of Haldir in that moment and how his young lover adored his unbound hair. He felt a pang of regret that Haldir wasn't the one who stood with him. But Haldir would not begrudge him this. It was not in an elf's nature to be jealous.
Elrond began to loosen Celeborn's robes with help from Glorfindel. Celeborn shivered as the dark-haired elf touched his naked chest, his warm hands caressing smooth muscle. Glorfindel pulled Celeborn's robe and shirt off and put them in a chair out of the way. Two pairs of hands now touched his naked skin, and Celeborn was only able to breathe because he reminded himself to do so. When Elrond unlaced his leggings, the Lord of Lothlorien even forgot that.
Glorfindel maneuvered the three of them back toward the bed. Elrond finished removing Celeborn's boots and leggings, and he lay back against the headboard and watched as the two elves from Imladris undressed one another. They joined him then, two mouths touching his, four hands touching his body. He reached up and found the silver clasp in the back of Glorfindel's hair, freeing it, winding his hand in it.
Celeborn looked at Elrond as the half-elven began to kiss his way down his chest. The Lord of Imladris was beautiful and exotic to his eyes, simply because he was partly human. He had chosen elfdom long ago, but the look of a human lay about his features, in the odd wrinkle here and there, the way his dark hair receded a bit more than most elves, the human arch of an eyebrow. He could see why his daughter had loved him, why Glorfindel loved him. He knew a part of him loved Elrond too.
Thought stopped as a warm, wet tongue darted into his navel at the same time that the other mouth found his for another kiss. When Elrond moved his kisses farther down into the small patch of soft hair surrounding his aching cock, Celeborn arched his back quite involuntarily, his body craving a more intimate touch. Elrond was very accommodating to him, licking the dripping head of his weepy cock and reaching a hand under it to caress his tightening balls.
Glorfindel joined Elrond, and they both kissed and licked their host's throbbing shaft. Elves have a lot of endurance, but no one could have stood the onslaught of those wicked tongues for long. Elrond took him into his mouth and his throat, while Glorfindel licked and sucked the dark sacs into his own mouth, driving Celeborn ever closer and closer to the edge. They both felt his body readying itself and they redoubled their efforts, until the silver elf writhed helplessly beneath their sweet torture. He begged for release before he came, sweet words to the ears of his lovers.
"Please...oh, yes…" and finally just groans and soft grunts as semen, tangy and warm, jetted into Elrond's throat. Elrond swallowed as Glorfindel gently massaged Celeborn's balls until he lay almost still, except for the pounding of his heart and the heaving of his chest as he tried to breathe again.
They weren't done with him yet though.
Elrond could barely breathe himself as he rose up and looked at Celeborn. Want had risen in him, almost as desperate as what he had seen in his host's eyes a few minutes ago.
"I need to…" How could he tell his father-in-law that he wanted to bury himself deep in said father-in-law's ass? Thank the Valar for small favors.
Celeborn finally could speak, and he looked at both of the elves who had pleasured him so thoroughly and unrelentingly. "I believe you had picked out a page from the book?"
"Yes," was about all Elrond was able to manage as a reply as Celeborn sat up for a minute as if to clear his head, then he turned around and got on all fours, quite like a mare ready to be mounted.
Glorfindel, ever the practical one, asked, "Is there something here that would perhaps ease the path?"
"Drawer," was the short answer.
Glorfindel found the bottle easily. He had an idea that the stern elflord did indeed use it on the haughty little guardian who commanded the Northern Fences. He smiled as he opened it and poured some in his hand. He intended to ready them both. Celeborn moaned as the blond's finger slipped inside him. He almost screamed when it found what it sought, rubbing across his prostate, until he was quivering from in the inside out.
The Glorfindel turned to Elrond. He took his longtime lover's sleek cock into both his hands and stroked the sweet smelling oil onto it. He didn't let go, until he had guided the smooth head into Lord Celeborn. A soft grunt was the only indication that there was pain, but it was soon replaced by a sound of pure pleasure.
Glorfindel moved around till he was in front of Celeborn, who was on all fours now. He looked up at Glorfindel and licked his lower lip in invitation. Glorfindel didn't need to be asked twice. He positioned himself so his penis nudged Celeborn's face. He held his cock out for Celeborn to lick and he did, licking until it was wet with pre-come and with his own saliva. Glorfindel put one hand in Celeborn's silver hair and still held his erection in the other. He rammed himself into the other elf's mouth only to be shoved back by the force of Elrond's thrusts into the other end. It took a few minutes for the three of them to coordinate their rhythm, but once they did, Elrond slammed into Celeborn; and at the same time, Glorfindel pushed into his throat. Glorfindel held most of his silver hair tightly in one fist as Elrond had a bruising grip on his hips with both hands.
Elrond came first, slamming deep and staying there, as he filled Celeborn with creamy semen. Celeborn's deep moans set Glorfindel's orgasm in motion as he felt the sound vibrate in the throat the he was butting against. He slammed in hard one last time and was surprised when his cock was swallowed deep into Celeborn's throat, the muscles milking his pleasure from him.
As soon the two of them finished, Elrond pulled Celeborn up onto his knees and reached around to stroke his hard again cock, while Glorfindel knelt down and sucked him, mouth following Elrond's hand up and down the thick, hot shaft until Celeborn cried and came again.
Later, the three of them lay curled up in the huge bed, talking quietly and drifting into sweet reverie. Celeborn chuckled and kissed his son-in-law's forehead. "I don't remember that last part being in the book, but I liked it anyway."
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