Title & Chapter Number: Brothers' Secrets 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/Rumil
Timeline: sometime before LOTR
Spoilers: None
Summary: Both brothers have a secret.
Notes: The brothers just won't let me go.
Rúmil could not rest. It was just one of those nights. He had been looking out when Haldir had come home. He knew that his brother had gone to meet someone. He didn't know who, but he was jealous. He couldn't seem to help it. He had thought at first he was jealous of Haldir for having lovers to meet when he didn't have any. He had figured out tonight that this was not exactly the case.
He was jealous that other elves were his brother's lovers and he was not.
~*~*~*~
A week later…
The week had been tough for all of them. Orcs kept pushing closer and closer to the border, and they'd had to go out and kill them. Killing Orcs was a nasty business, and by the end of the week, Haldir was strung as tightly as his bow. As soon as he was bathed, he would meet the pretty handmaiden that he had been seeing recently. Perhaps a few hours naked in her arms would soothe his frazzled nerves.
He grabbed some towels and clean leggings and headed to the bathing pool.
He didn't even notice that he was being followed. He was so tired he thought maybe he'd just rest tonight.
He stripped and got into the water. It was always fairly warm and it felt good to get the grime from Orc killing off of his body. He bathed with the sandalwood soap that he used when he wasn't on duty. He never used anything with a scent when he was on duty. That was a good way to get killed. Orcs might stink to high heaven but they could smell an elf or a man for hours after one had passed. It wouldn't do to make it even easier for them to find him.
Haldir lay on his back and floated in the pool, letting the water wash away his tension and anxiety. He wondered if his job would be easier if his younger brothers weren't Guardians also. He thought it probably would, but at the same time, he was very proud of them both. They were the best two archers in his command and he suspected they were the best two archers in all of Lothlórien.
Rúmil watched him from his hiding place in the woods. He knew he would never be brave enough to do more than watch. It wasn't that he felt it was wrong that held him back. He had always loved Haldir, and to him, this was just another manifestation of that love. He was just terrified that he would be rejected and that his heart would be broken into a million little pieces.
He followed at a discreet distance as Haldir, carrying his clothing and towel, walked naked back to the talan. Rúmil loved looking at his brother's body. Even though both he and Orophin were taller than Haldir, neither of them had the broad shoulders and the strength that Haldir had. He didn't even think about other parts of his brother's body. Well, that wasn't exactly the truth; he just didn't dare think of what he would look like aroused.
Haldir knew he was being followed. He was pretty sure who was doing it too. He had no idea why. Perhaps Rúmil was going to play one of his practical jokes, perhaps he was just practicing. Both of his brothers often used him to practice their skills on.
"Rúmil, you're as loud as a dwarf tonight," he called out to the darkness. In a few minutes, his younger brother stepped out into the path and smiled almost shyly at him. What was this all about? Since when had Rúmil been shy?
"Sorry, Haldir." He offered no explanation at all. Haldir raised an eyebrow at him but said nothing. Let him have his secrets then. The Valar knew he had a few of his own. But he mustn't think of them now, not standing here naked anyway.
Haldir turned and began walking back to the talan, his own secret plaguing him a bit now that it had come to the forefront of his thoughts. He had been keeping this secret for a long time. He glanced sideways at Rúmil. He wondered if his tall, slender brother had any idea how beautiful he was. He felt blood rush to his face as he blushed at his own thoughts. He was glad Rúmil couldn't see his face or the other part of him that seemed to have gotten a rush of blood.
Haldir's secret was that he was hopelessly in love with his own brother.
He didn't know when it happened or why, but he was in love with Rúmil. Unlike Rúmil, he did feel shame because his biggest fear was that his younger brother would find out and love him less. Just because he could act cold and stern to everyone, even his brothers at times, that did not mean he did not feel, did not want to be loved.
At least his fear had tamed his arousal, he thought as he walked back to his talan.
Rúmil, unsure of what else to do, joined him in his talan, not looking when Haldir donned the baggy trousers he wore to sleep in rather than the dark suede leggings and black tunic that he wore when he went out.
"Would you like something to drink, Rúmil?" Haldir smiled and offered mead to his brother.
"I thought you were going to see... uh, I thought you were going out."
"I am weary tonight. I decided to stay home. If I feel the need to get drunk, I think I have enough wine and mead to take care of that, and if I feel the need to-" He stopped himself, not wanting to embarrass himself or Rúmil with a revelation that personal. "What about you? Where is Orophin?"
"He's buried in a book. Lord Elrond is so thrilled that someone in Lothlórien reads besides Lord Celeborn that he sends Orophin books every time Arwen or the twins come through here."
Haldir was surprised. He really hadn't known about Orophin and his reading. Perhaps he was too self-absorbed these days. What else was he missing about his brothers?
"What about you? What do you do?" He looked over the rim of his cup at Rúmil.
"I work on my arrows, trying to make them truer. I love to walk the woods late at night under the light of the moon." He didn't add that he followed Haldir and pined after him more often than not.
Haldir smiled.
The brothers sat and drank the honeyed drink and sat silently, enjoying each other's presence more than either could have explained if asked.
~*~*~*~
Weeks passed and the Orcs still plagued the borders, keeping things tense for all the guard. Haldir was especially upset because one of his command had suffered an injury, a small one but an injury nonetheless. He manifested his concern by being overbearing and bad tempered with all his command, especially his brothers.
Orophin had lagged behind the rest a bit in reporting in because he had chased and killed a small party of Orcs, and Haldir had dressed him down quite nastily in front of all the guard, calling him a sniveling child and a few choice names in Westron. Orophin had simply walked away when Haldir had stopped yelling. He would nurse his wounds for the few days that he was off rotation and be his regular sunny self when he came back. That was just Orophin.
Rúmil was not inclined to let it go so easily. He followed Haldir back to his talan and shoved his way into the door.
"You have gone too far, Haldir." Rúmil spoke calmly but his rage was evident in his blue eyes as he advanced on Haldir. "Orophin was doing his duty. He did not deserve the words you flung so heartlessly at him. He is one of the best of us, and I won't stand by and see you treat him such a way. You would not have treated one of the other guard in that manner." Rúmil looked down at his older brother, pressing him against the closed door.
Haldir stared back, not one to be intimidated by anyone, especially his younger brother.
"I would hate to lose any in my command, but it would send me to my death to lose you or Orophin. I- " He faltered, unable to say more. He just sagged back against the door.
Rúmil backed up a step, pausing to catch his breath and to calm himself a bit. He looked down at Haldir as he looked away, trying to compose himself. Rúmil felt his heart ache at that moment with love for this stubborn brother of his. He reached a hand out to Haldir's face, and pulled it back before he touched him. He reached back and smoothed an errant braid back behind the older elf's ear.
Haldir wanted to throw himself into his younger brother's arms. He wanted to seek comfort there, to seek more. The image of himself and Rúmil in a carnal embrace crossed his mind. He moaned as he jerked himself away from Rúmil and walked toward the door that led to the outdoor platform that made up half his talan. He went out onto the platform.
Rúmil walked up behind him as he stood looking out into the forest. He placed a hand on Haldir's shoulder from behind.
"You and Orophin are all I have," Haldir finally said as he placed his hand over Rúmil's. "Should we go find him?"
"No, he is all right. He will sulk a bit then he'll be fine. You know our brother. The question is: are you all right, Haldir?"
When Haldir turned around, Rúmil was shocked to see tears glisten in his eyes.
"I fear for you every time I send you two out there. And when Orophin was late, well, I could just see him dead and broken somewhere. I... I know it's foolish. I-"
Before he could finish the sentence, he was engulfed in Rúmil's embrace. He hadn't realized how strong those arms were. He looked up into the younger elf's eyes. He was surprised to see what he did. He saw hunger and need, the same as he felt himself.
Rúmil looked at him and whispered, "I am going to ask you something, and if the answer is no, I don't want you to ever mention it again."
Haldir swallowed and nodded. His heart was pounding and his mouth went dry.
"Can I kiss you?"
Haldir almost laughed at the sweet innocence of the question, but he knew that wasn't all that Rúmil was asking him. He knew because his brother's arousal was pressed hard against his belly.
"Yes," he finally managed to say though his voice came out a hoarse croaky sound.
Haldir never expected Rúmil's lips would be so soft nor that his kiss would be so… devouring, so…hungry, like he had thought about it for a long time. Haldir parts his lips and let Rúmil invade his mouth, savoring the feel of his tongue sliding up and down along his own.
He opened his eyes and looked at his brother. Rúmil was quite attractive with those high arched brows and those pouty lips that were kissing him to death right now. His eyes were a deep blue, the color of water in a mountain pool. Haldir knew his own were the same color, but he was sure they were not nearly as beautiful as those of the elf in his arms.
He stopped thinking and gave himself to the sweet kiss finally, letting all his senses savor the feel of the lean, lithe body in his arms. He closed his eyes, just feeling the strength of the body trembling in his arms.
"What do you desire, my brother?" Haldir pulled away and looked into Rúmil's eyes. He wanted to make sure that he didn't misunderstand. He didn't want Rúmil hurt buy his selfishness.
"You, Haldir, I desire you. Will you be my lover?"
Haldir heard himself gasp at the words of the other elf. He was amazed that he didn't come then and there in Rúmil's embrace.
"Yes, Rúmil. I have wanted you for a long time, but never could give voice to the desire for fear of losing your affection."
The younger elf smiled. He decided that the time to talk was past. "Do you want to go inside or do you want to stay here in the moonlight?"
"You look like you are made of silver out here in moonlight. Let us get blankets to make a soft bed and return."
He and Rúmil went inside and got the things they needed. Haldir had little experience with male elves though he was no virgin to the way males loved. He found a bottle of soothing oil that the healer gave him once and took it out with the blankets. The trip inside had only served to make them both more nervous. It made the action more real. It made turning back a bit harder to do.
Rúmil reached for the fastenings on Haldir's tunic as soon as they were both back outside. He pressed kisses on Haldir's face as he exposed his pale, muscular chest. He ran his hands over the warm skin and then lower to the laces of Haldir's leggings.
Haldir loved his brother's impatience as he slipped his hands inside the unlaced trousers. He meant to stay in control too, but that thought was soon discarded as a warm hand closed on him, moving rather enthusiastically. They kissed again, Haldir moaning into Rúmil's mouth. He finally lay his hand over Rúmil's to still it and they both struggled out of clothes until warm naked skin lay against warm naked skin.
Then Rúmil moved over on top of Haldir and as they kissed, he ground his damp, hot erection against his brother's. He wanted badly to be inside Haldir, but had no idea how he was going to ask. This was his commander, his older brother, how could he ask? He began to kiss his way down Haldir's body, teasing and licking and nibbling until his older brother was quivering and begging.
He looked up from somewhere around and Haldir's left thigh and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
"Inside me, Rúmil. I need you to fill me. I … want it."
Rúmil rose up above Haldir and found the oil that he had brought out and placed beside the blanket. He was moving slowly, trying to temper his need so he wouldn't hurt the other elf. He slipped an oiled finger inside Haldir and was amazed at the way his brother tightened around it. He moved his finger inside until he found the spot that made Haldir gasp and cry out his name. Haldir's reaction aroused him so much that he needed to be sheathed inside that slick, hot tunnel.
"I am not sure how…" Rúmil finally said as Haldir looked at him with huge hungry eyes.
Haldir wasn't sure he could even speak in sentences now. "Slowly...inside me, please, Rúmil…"
Rúmil poured the oil on his cock, smoothing it up and down the length carefully. He was too tightly strung already to touch himself for very long. The younger elf moved down between his brother's legs and lifted them up to his shoulders. He felt awkward as he pressed himself against the tight opening, and bit surprised when his head slipped inside.
Haldir groaned.
Rúmil pressed harder, sheathing himself all the way in Haldir's warmth. He leaned forward and placed his hands on the blanket on either side of Haldir, then leaned down to kiss him. He had Haldir's legs trapped with his arms, and his whole body rocked every time Rúmil shifted his hips. He finally found a position that made Haldir cry out with every thrust. The tightness was so intense that Rúmil was having trouble holding back and from the looks of things, his brother was too. He let Haldir move his legs down to wrap them around his waist.
The friction between them changed with the shift in position and Haldir knew he was going to come. He cried out his brother's name as his vision blurred and his muscles tightened the split second before ecstasy took him. He clung to Rúmil as his body released its seed between them.
Rúmil could not believe how hot and tight Haldir's body was as he watched him come, watched his eyes lose their focus, watched him bite his lip, trying in vain not to make a sound. He couldn't withstand Haldir's pleasure and came seconds after, filling his brother with warm semen.
He collapsed on top of Haldir with his head on his older brother's chest. Haldir wrapped his arms around him and kissed the top of his silver head. He was glad he no longer had to keep his love a secret and was glad that Rúmil felt the same way about him.
The two of them curled up and soon drifted into a reverie with dreams not nearly as sweet as the love they had shared. Their brothers' secret.
~end~
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