Title & Chapter Number: Lord Celeborn's Book 11/?
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, Incest
Betas: Mayetra
Cast: Haldir/Elrohir/Elladan
Timeline: Pre LotR AU
Spoilers: None
Summary: More Best friends!
Notes: None
Double Take
It had been months since Haldir had actually had any time off from the Northern Fences. He was headed for his talan and then he thought he might go hunting for a few days. He smiled when he saw who waited for him at the talan. Elladan and Elrohir. It had been awhile since he had seen them too. His best friends. He smiled when he thought about how awful they had treated Rumil and poor Orophin growing up, Legolas and Arwen too. They had spent so much time weeding Galadriel's garden the he was amazed he wasn't a gardener instead of a March-Warden. He sometimes marveled that any of the others ever spoke to him or the twins.
They embraced in the way of warriors, forearms clasped, but it was not enough as Elrohir pulled Haldir into his arms for a hug. Haldir was always a bit awkward at such times, and this was no different. He stiffly put his arms around his friend, but he was secretly a little glad when Elladan spoke. "Don't smother him, Elrohir."
"What are you two doing here?"
"We came to talk to Grandfather, but decided to spend a few days hunting and aggravating you, Rumil and Orophin. We do enjoy being pains in everyone's asses."
Haldir laughed. They were fire and ice, his best friends were. Elrohir was quiet, but passionate and warm about most everything, while Elladan was a cool jokester who kept everyone at arm's length. Both had left their share of broken hearts here in Lothlorien. As had he. The thought crossed his mind, what would they say if they knew about him and their grandfather. Then he blushed at his next thought, or their grandmother.
He already had his pack ready so the three set out. Haldir normally carried dried fruit and lembas, because even though he was the best archer and best March-Warden in the Lorien woods, he had notoriously bad luck hunting. He expected that it had a lot to do with not really wanting to kill anything when he didn't have to. He loved the forest and never liked killing anything that called it home.
The twins had were known far and wide for their hunting skills, among other things. They ended up sitting around a campfire in the late hours, talking about when they had been children in the Golden Wood. Even elves must rest and Haldir was weary from a long duty rotation, so he lay down by the fire and drifted into the waking sleep of an elf.
Some time later, he was awakened by a sound. He became alert instantly and what he saw across the dying fire shocked him to his bones. His two best friends were naked, lying in each others arms in the firelight. He watched them silently as Elladan rose up onto his knees and grabbed Elrohir by his long, dark hair, pulling him close to his erection, pushing it into his mouth.
"Suck it hard!" Elladan gritted out. "That's it, yesss." He hissed and as he moved his hips, he gripped the back of his brother's head.
Haldir felt his face grow hot with embarrassment and arousal. He never even thought about his friends doing this. He found himself wondering as he watched them, if they were lovers when they were teens and used to chase she-elves. Would they have laughed at him because he didn't know?
~*~*~*~
The only thing on Elladan's mind was how hot Elrohir's mouth was. He needed to come so badly. He wondered if his brother would do it harder if he begged some more. He was getting so close. So close. The tension built in his muscles, in his balls, in his cock. Just a little bit more. Just a little… yes. Oh yes!
He filled his brother's throat and mouth with semen. He bit his lip to keep himself from screaming out loud. He finally sat back on his haunches and smiled when Elrohir looked up at him.
He had agreed to find Haldir mostly because Elrohir wanted him. It felt very strange to him to plan the seduction of his best friend. Elrohir was as hungry for Haldir as he had been for Rumil. Right now, though, his younger brother looked pretty hungry for him instead.
~*~*~*~
Elrohir thought if he got any harder, he'd explode. Or faint. Or die. Elladan smiled down at him. Then he turned around, offering himself to his twin. He had a bottle of oil near his hand. Longtime lovers didn't forget things like that. Elrohir took the bottle and poured it on himself, entering his brother with little preparation. He wondered how much of his excitement was the other elf on the far side of the fire; watching, he was almost sure.
"Elladan," he gasped. He was always amazed at how hot and tight his brother was. He gripped Elladan's hips hard and jerked him back onto his cock. He was too aroused to last long tonight, and he didn't, riding him hard and coming deep inside Elladan.
~*~*~*~
Haldir sighed a sigh of relief when Elrohir finally finished with his brother. He was painfully hard, but he knew that it would go away eventually. He was still having a bit of a hard time with what he had seen. He never had thought of them sexually, but after what he saw tonight, he knew he'd never think of them otherwise.
~*~*~*~
The day dawned warm and sunny. The elves ate fruit and got an early start.
"Where are we going in such a hurry?" Elrohir asked Haldir, as they both filled their packs.
"I have no destination in mind. I just want to get away from border for a few days. I am weary of it. The Orcs get braver with every week that passes, and I worry about Rumil and Orophin being injured."
"I think we shall not hurry any further. You need to stop worrying." Elrohir reached a hand out and touched the other elf's arm, a gesture that made Haldir a bit nervous. "Haldir, you cannot save the world alone. You never could. You do what you can."
"You are one to talk, my friend. You and Elladan have chased Orcs for more years than I care to count. And you tell me that I cannot save the world."
"Maybe our chasing Orcs has taught me that."
Haldir looked at his friend, saw a look in those eyes that he hadn't noticed. It made Elrohir look more hunted than the hunter. He supposed they all had demons they chased sometimes. He wanted to touch the dark-haired elf. He wanted to comfort him, but he wanted more than that too. He wanted to feel those lips, to test their softness.
He turned away, blushing at his own thoughts.
They wandered all over the Golden Wood. The twins knew the wood as well as Haldir did, having spent so much time there. They all seemed to agree that their destination was the waterfalls even though they didn't discuss it. The waterfalls is where they had played as children, naked elflings splashing in the cold clear water. Haldir had watched Lord Elrond make love to Celebrian here many, many years ago. He had lost his own virginity here on the soft mossy shore.
He was beginning to think perhaps he would make love with his best friends here too. He didn't know how he felt about that. He was more than a little concerned that it would somehow rob him of their friendship, and he valued that above any sexual liaison.
~*~*~*~
Elladan watched them both. He had never been jealous of any of his younger brother's conquests, and he was sure that Elrohir felt the same about his. But Haldir was different. He was almost as close to Haldir as he was to his brother. He and Haldir had chased the same she-elves, and in some cases, the same males too. He was concerned that this might adversely affect how they felt about one another.
He knew Elrohir had his heart set on Haldir. He also knew his quiet little brother. He had the stubbornness of their father. He would have what he wanted. Poor Haldir didn't stand a chance. Elladan smiled as he watched them talking. Not a chance.
~*~*~*~
They spent several days at the falls, quiet days fishing in the stream and hunting, lying in the green forest floor and talking, just being. The twins seemed to need a rest as much as Haldir did.
One night by the fire, Elladan brought up his grandfather's book.
"I heard that Arwen dragged Legolas into the study. Can you imagine Arwen and Legs?"
Haldir just hoped they didn't ask him who he'd taken to see it. He wasn't sure how he'd explain Celeborn and Galadriel to them. Or even Glorfindel for that matter. He didn't say much one way or the other.
The talk drifted from one thing to another. Soon they all were sharing a comfortable silence. Elrohir moved his bedroll close to Haldir's and stretched out on it, lying on his back with his hands behind his head as he looked up through the heavy canopy of trees. Haldir lay on his side with his head propped on his hand, watching Elrohir. He was so intent upon Elrohir that he didn't even hear Elladan until he stretched out behind Haldir, close enough to touch him, actually touching him in fact, with a hand on his hip.
Haldir thought it odd almost how much at ease he felt with them, even after what he had witnessed several nights ago. But there had been moments with both of them. He finally had decided not to think about it anymore. What was going to happen would happen. He rested, smiling when they both curled up against him and rested.
What was going to happen did and it happened the next morning. Haldir hadn't been able to resist the falls. Daylight found him naked and splashing alone under the small waterfall. He felt a contentment that he hadn't felt in some time, usually only when he was with his Lord. The day was warm and the chilly water was invigorating. He didn't see Elrohir until the dark-haired elf was in his arms. He had no choice, the latter launching himself into Haldir's arms. Both of them fell backwards under the cold spray.
The kiss was just the next natural progression as Haldir kissed one of his best friends, kissed him hungrily and deeply. He jerked back, embarrassed both that he had kissed Elrohir and that he wanted to kiss him again so badly. He acted like he had since he was a child when confronted with embarrassment. He got stiff and haughty.
"I think I shall go dress now," he said very coolly as he left the water. He knew there was little he could do to hide his very obvious arousal and he didn't try. He marched out of the water and to the bank.
He hadn't counted on the other twin waiting for him there.
"Turning into March-Warden Haldir before our eyes, my friend?"
Haldir wanted to run away. He thought about it. He wanted things to be the way they had been when they were children. Or did he. He looked into the cool eyes of Elladan.
"You are not the cold haughty elf that the world sees. You know that I know that and so does Elrohir. We know you well, Haldir."
Elrohir walked up beside them, still wet and naked, as was Haldir. "And we love you despite that," he chimed in. He simply kissed Haldir and Elladan moved up behind him, and pressed his still clothed body against the silver blond elf as he lifted wet hair our of the way and sucked on a sensitive ear tip.
Haldir tried to stop the moan that slipped out as he found himself leaning back into Elladan's embrace. Elrohir busied himself with kisses all over his face. He pressed his naked body against Haldir, making sure his own erection rubbed against the Lorien elf's stiff penis.
"You are going to have me, are you not?" Haldir asked in best March-Warden voice.
"Yes," the voice behind him purred into his ear. He shivered, as goose bumps ran down his arms. He also shivered with anticipation. Warm hands touched his skin, light cool touches on shoulders, hips. He could feel Elladan, hard through the soft suede of his leggings.
The three of them moved to the soft moss quickly enough, Elrohir and Haldir helping the third elf out of his clothing. They shared a kiss, three mouths, three tongues, three bodies embracing, that left them all breathless and shaken as they tumbled onto the soft green carpet. Haldir found he couldn't touch either of them enough; their smooth pale skin enticing his hands to explore. They were so much alike yet not alike. Elrohir was all heat and passion, while his twin tried to maintain his control.
"Tell me, Elrohir, when did you decide you wanted to do this?" Haldir had to ask.
Even Elladan was surprised by his answer. "Do you remember when we, well, when we learned how to pleasure ourselves?" He was looking at his brother.
"Well, it was more how to do each other for you and me, but yes, I do." Elladan managed to hold Haldir's hand still instead of letting him continue to stroke.
Elrohir paused to kiss Haldir again, then continued talking to Elladan. "One day, Grandmother sent me to find Grandfather to greet some guests. I went down to her garden, the place where we were always getting sent to pull weeds. Well, Haldir wasn't weeding. He was sitting on the garden wall all alone with this leggings down around his knees." He looked into Haldir's eyes, speaking directly to him now. "I thought I'd die as I watched you run both hands up and down yourself. You made little grunting sounds when you came. I thought I'd come too before I got away. I did as soon as I was out of hearing distance."
"But that's been hundreds of years," Haldir finally managed to say.
"I got in trouble more than once moaning your name at a bad moment."
Elladan moved Haldir's hand up and down his shaft slowly. "I can testify to that. He still does it now and again." Both Elrohir and Haldir began to kiss Elladan's stomach, then the dark hair low on his abdomen. Their tongues met half way up his erection, touching each other then sliding all over him together. Elladan was reduced to sighs and low moans as he ran his fingers through black and silver hair, pulling them both closer as need seemed to almost overpower him. He had meant to watch and stay detached from his brother's games with Haldir. Some much for that idea, he thought as he lifted his hips up off the ground, trying to push deeper into the heat of his brother's mouth.
"Haldir, I need you inside me. I've had him, want you this time." Elladan was as close to begging as he had ever been. He needed to be taken. It had always been so with him. He was the one who was loud and aggressive in the everyday world, and he liked to be able to let someone else be in control sexually, especially Elrohir.
"Not yet, brother. We have plenty of time."
Elrohir returned to sucking his brother to distraction, while Haldir gently rolled Elladan onto his side. He kissed down the oldest twin's back, licking and nibbling as he came closer to the base of his spine. He opened the twin globes of flesh and slipped his tongue into the warm crevasse. He sought Elladan's tight opening with the tip of his tongue, slipping it inside him. The other elf jerked his hips into his brother's mouth, almost screaming as pleasure took him quickly and intensely.
Haldir shivered as Elladan squeezed his tongue. He was close to losing control himself. He knew he couldn't wait any longer. He kissed the tiny opening as he let his tongue slip free of it. He watched as Elrohir licked his brother clean. Then he moved Elladan onto his back. Elrohir moved over to the pile of clothing he had discarded what seemed like a lifetime ago and retrieved the small bottle he had tucked in a pocket because he had planned to have Haldir today. He handed it to Haldir as he lifted the other twin's long legs. The March-Warden sat back on his haunches and pulled Elladan's ass onto his thighs. He held his partner's legs open and pressed himself to his tight ass as he poured the sweet smelling oil onto both of them. He pushed slightly upwards and hissed as he slid into the smooth sheath he had wet with his tongue.
"Elladan, I never would have thought you'd feel so good," he smiled at the dark-haired elf beneath him. He pulled long legs back against himself as he rocked his hips forward. He was making little sounds, whispering elvish words of love as Elrohir kissed first his brother then Haldir.
Elrohir pressed his cock against Haldir as he moved behind him. The position was wrong, so he helped them move so Elladan's legs were up and Haldir lay between them. Once he had both of them in position, he oiled Haldir, and without much hesitation, took him hard and deep.
"So tight, Haldir," Elrohir moaned as slammed into him so hard that both Haldir and Elladan grunted from the force of his thrusts. He grabbed his brother by the knees and used him for leverage as he pumped violently into the Lorien elf. He knew he was out of control, but he had wanted this for so many years.
Haldir felt like he was dying. The pleasure and the pain were mingling until he couldn't separate them. Elladan was hot velvet and Elrohir was hot steel as he was enveloped in his best friends' love. He screamed as his seed spilled in the elf beneath him, as Elrohir came inside him, crying out his love for both Haldir and his brother.
The three of them lay there for a few minutes until Elladan said, "Would you two Orcs get off me? My insides are about to come out my nose."
They moved off one another and lay side by side in the soft moss, not saying anything for quite a long time, the only sound being the waterfall and the sound of them getting their breath back and taking the time to get their emotions back under control.
~*~*~*~
"Haldir, we never have found out who you have been looking at Grandfather's book with." Elrohir said as they ate fish they'd caught in the stream late that afternoon.
Haldir smiled. "No, you never did." It was all he would say.
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