Title & Chapter Number: The Ties That Bind 1/1
Author(s): - Author's Index
Website: Of Elves and Men
Fandom: Middle Earth
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is fiction, no profit is made and no harm intended.
Special Warnings: Slash, Incest, Very light bondage
Betas: Mayetra
Cast: Elladan, Elrohir, Haldir, Rúmil, and Orophin
Timeline: sometime before LOTR
Spoilers: None
Summary: This is PWP, smutty PWP, with five fully grown, drop dead gorgeous male elves! It has no plot at all, nor does it want one.
Notes: I asked for this pair for the Fic Fest of WoC and I got them. Go me! I like lots of pretty elves in a big old pile. When they come out after binding and gagging the twins, picture the Lórien brothers as they look on the Theban Band's photo manip.
Elladan and Elrohir couldn't believe that their father had relegated them to escort duty yet again. They hadn't been to Lothlórien in years, mostly because it was dull. They had gotten so used to the excitement of life in the wilds, that their father often told them that they weren't fit for civilization. Of course, he did tell them this after catching them in a daisy chain with one of Arwen's friends.
Anyway, here they were, delivering Arwen for another extended visit with their grandparents. They were within half a day of the forest now.
"Maybe this time we will meet those paragons of virtue that Arwen is always chattering about." Elladan said as he reined in his horse.
"The March-Wardens?" Elrohir asked. He seldom said much, leaving his older brother to be the bold one.
"Yes. I have no idea why we have never met them, but I suppose neither of us has spent much time with elves since Mother went to the Undying Lands."
They rode on.
~*~*~*~
In a tall Mallorn tree in the forest of Lothlórien, Haldir stood and watched the riders approach. He recognized Lady Arwen. The other two riders looked quite a bit like her from a distance, so he assumed they were her twin brothers, Elladan and Elrohir. By some odd chance of fate, neither he, Rúmil, nor Orophin had ever met them. They were rumored to spend most of their time in the company of the Dúnedain, hunting down and killing Orcs.
He decided that he would not let them pass easily. He called to two other of his troupe to escort the Lady to her grandparents' abode in Caras Galadon. He had plans for her older brothers.
He signaled Rúmil and Orophin in another tree. They dropped to the ground, ready to meet the riders from Imladris.
"Greetings, Lady Arwen. Your grandparents will be glad to see you again."
Arwen gave Haldir and his brothers hugs. Haldir never took his eyes off of the strangers. They weren't as tall he and his brothers were, a gift of their human heritage, but they were as beautiful as any elves that he had ever seen. Both had dark hair like their father and Arwen, and both had sky blue eyes. Their faces were slender with high cheekbones and wide lips. They were a perfect blend of elf and man, and Haldir thought he'd never seen anyone he wanted more than the one who spoke to him first.
"And who are you?" One of the Imladris brothers asked him, arching a perfect eyebrow as he did so.
"I am Haldir. I am the guardian of the border. And who might you be?"
"I am Elladan, son of Elrond, rider with the Dúnedain, brother of Arwen."
"And him?"
"He is Elrohir, my twin."
Arwen was amazed at them. They were playing territorial games! Males were so stupid sometimes. She'd love to just slap all five of them!
"Lady Arwen, your escort to the city awaits. I think I shall detain your brothers for a day or so." Haldir never took his eyes from Elladan's as he said this. Finally he turned to Arwen and smiled. "I hope this will be acceptable to you, my Lady."
She nodded and mumbled something under her breath that sounded like 'idiots' and 'stupid, stupid elves' to Haldir and rode off with her escort.
Elladan was furious. How dare that petty little pack of elflings detain him and Elrohir at the border! Who did this silver-haired fool think he was? He would speak to Grandfather about this one. Maybe he could get him sent to the stables to shovel horse manure.
Elrohir was much calmer about the guardian. He was enjoying watching the tallest brother. He also noticed the rope that he and the third brother each had in their hands. It looked as if they were in for an interesting encounter. He knew that Elladan was too busy glaring at Haldir to have noticed.
Yes, this was going to be interesting.
Minutes later, both of the sons of Elrond were on their knees, bound hand and foot and gagged. And the three brothers had disappeared. The taller one came back first, completely naked.
"I am Orophin. Rúmil and I like to play with our quarry. Sometimes Haldir lets us. He usually prefers to play with us. But he wants to play with your brother." He smiled at Elrohir. Almost at the mention of his name, Rúmil came out and stood close to Orophin. He too was naked as he slipped an arm around his brother. He kissed Orophin's cheek as he looked at Elladan and Elrohir. Neither brother missed the rage in Elladan's eyes and the amusement in Elrohir's.
Haldir stepped out last. Like both brothers before him, he too was naked. Elladan moaned into his gag. The March-Warden didn't spare either of the twins a glance. He stepped into the embrace of his own brothers, kissing one then the other, long, erotic kisses. Elladan felt his cock harden at the sight of Rúmil and Orophin each cupping one cheek of Haldir's pretty pale ass.
"Are you telling them lies about me?" Haldir finally said to his brothers.
Rúmil nibbled his ear, never taking his eyes from Elladan. "You mean like telling the one who scowls how much you want him?"
Orophin reached down and stroked his oldest brother to hardness. "But that would be no lie, now, would it?" He kissed Haldir's mouth again, winking at Elrohir.
Elladan couldn't help but stare at Haldir. Everything about the haughty elf was perfect. Everything. He longed to touch the silver blond locks and to take the braid from them, feel the hair tickle his belly while that sassy mouth sucked… by the Valar, this was not a good train of thought for him. Dark eyes bored into his, seeing more than the half-elven wished him to see, seeing his desire, his wanting.
Haldir was lost, swimming in a sea of heated passion and mindless lust. The hands of his brothers drove him wild with desire on their calmest days. But this son of Elrond, this half …*human* had him wondering how he would taste, what sounds he would make as he spilled his seed in Haldir's throat. He flexed his hips, thrusting his erection into Orophin's expert touch. He had meant to control this situation, but he knew he would never be able to regain control of it now.
Rúmil moved to Elladan, removed his gag and helped him stand. When he was standing, the Lórien elf unbuttoned his tunic and slipped it back over strong, smooth shoulders. Haldir came and stood in front of Elladan while Rúmil untied him long enough to remove his shirt, then he retied his hands. Haldir knelt down in front of him and untied the rope around his ankles. He then began to unlace the older twin's leggings, taking care to rub the bulge before slipping the leggings down, freeing Elladan's erection. Haldir didn't put the rope back, but left the leggings around his ankles to hobble him while he moved on to his own knees in front of Elladan.
Elrohir could smell his brother's musky scent as he watched the March-Warden's tongue flick out and lap at the head of Elladan's cock. He closed his eyes for a second. He knew that taste and scent as well as he did his own. Orophin removed his gag and knelt down and kissed him as they watched Haldir suck Elladan slowly into his mouth. Elrohir heard himself groan. Orophin untied him and the two of them feverishly worked at getting the younger twin naked. When all Elrohir's clothing was removed, he and Orophin were in each other's arms on the discarded clothing all over the ground.
"You and your twin are lovers?" Orophin asked as he lifted one of Elrohir's hands to his lips and sucked on a long finger.
"Yes," was the one word answer the dark-haired elf came up with.
"Would you like us to help my brothers pleasure him?" He pulled Elrohir down for another kiss.
"Yes," again the one word answer. Orophin got up and held his hand out. They moved over to the other three elves and they knelt down on either side of Haldir.
Elladan almost screamed when two more mouths joined Haldir's. Rúmil was pressing his shaft into his back, against his ass. His knees were weak and he could barely think or even breathe. He looked down and saw his brother kissing Haldir's pointed ear while Orophin was helping Haldir by licking along side him up and down Elladan's length. Orophin sucked him in for three or four strokes and then Haldir took his place, followed again by Orophin and then Elrohir.
He tried to speak but nothing came out as he was engulfed in the warm, familiar heat of Elrohir's mouth. Finally, he whispered his brother's name and came hard. Elrohir pulled back and stroked him with his hand as he, Haldir and Orophin shared Elladan's semen as it spilled out in hot, thick spurts.
Rúmil lowered him to the ground gently, still not untying his hands. Elladan sat and watched as his brother turned to Orophin again and began to kiss him and touch him all over. He was a little surprised when Haldir and Rúmil untied him and pushed him onto his back, lifting his legs up. He wasn't surprised at Rúmil sucking Haldir to wet him then helping him press himself inside Elladan. The pain was sharp but soon receded as Haldir found the older twin's pleasure spot.
Then the intensity rose considerably when Rúmil moved behind and penetrated Haldir, first with his fingers, then with his sleek cock. Elladan watched Haldir's eyes as his brother filled him. They widened, and for just a second, went glassy. Rúmil began to move in long, hard thrusts that slammed Haldir into Elladan. Orophin and Elrohir were moving closer to them, Orophin kissing Elladan while Elrohir sucked on the sensitive point of Haldir's ear before he moved behind Orophin, who looked a little surprised at the fingers and tongue that probed. He almost screamed into Elladan's mouth when the other twin found his prostate. Orophin reached up and grabbed one of Elladan's hands and pulled it down to his cock. He thrust into Elladan's hand as Elrohir moved in close enough to fill him, not with fingers this time, but with his full, hard length. It took a few minutes for them all to find a rhythm, but Rúmil's frantic driving, pace forced the rest of them to follow.
"Coming! Ohhhhh! Rúmil!" Haldir ground out as Rúmil nailed him into Elladan beneath him. A chain reaction set in with all of them finding release one after the other until they all lay back on their backs, spent and attempting to regain control of their breathing. Their wasn't much said between them. Soon reverie overtook them and they all rested.
Or seemed to. Elrohir gently touched his brother's arm and smiled. No others words were needed. Both rose and within half an hour, they sat side by side with their backs against a tree to admire their handiwork.
Haldir became aware rather quickly because his arms hurt. When he tried to move, he knew why. He, as well his brothers, were tied in the same fashion they had tied the twins. When he wiggled to a place that enabled him to look around, he saw the twin sons of Elrond totally engrossed in one another and totally ignoring him and his brothers. He closed his eyes, swearing to himself he wasn't going to watch them but unable to stop himself.
A very uncomfortable and very long hour later, Elladan and Elrohir smiled and kissed both Haldir and his brothers, dressed and headed for Caras Galadon. Thankfully, the resourceful guardians found a way out of their bonds before Arwen's escorts came back to their posts. They were comforted by the idea of meeting the twins another day.
~end~
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