To Warm An Advisor's Heart

You fight to keep your laughter silent as Elrohir and Elladan tell you about the time they put itching powder in Thandriul’s son’s, Legolas’s, pants.

“It was hilarious watching him try to dance,” Elrohir whispers. He stands and starts dancing. Every so often he pauses and twists his hips like he has an itch.

You put both hands over your mouth as tears stream down your eyes. Your side feels like it’s going to split from holding in your laughter.

“You know. You kind of look constipated when you do that,” Elladan teases. You snort. The twins snicker as you blush. “So, what is going on between you and Erestor?”

You stop laughing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Lying isn’t a good thing to do,” Elrohir says. He sits beside you and slings an arm around you. “Come on, tell us what’s going on. We know there’s something.”

You look to where Erestor is sleeping. When he came back to camp, he gave you a heated stare that left you aching. Your body is pissed off at you and is still throbbing with need. You have been tempted to wake him up, but doubt Elrond would be happy at being awaken from the noises you’d make Erestor make.

You don’t know when, but you’re going to make sure that Erestor is begging you for release before this trip is over. It’s the least he deserves for trying to torture you earlier tonight. You don’t want to admit it, but it’s working.

“We are interested in each other,” you answer. “And I’m not saying anything else about the matter.”

“Fine.” Elrohir pouts. “You’re no fun.”

“Why don’t we play a little game?” you ask, hoping to take his mind off of you and Erestor. “It’s called true or dare.”

“Truth or dare?” Elladan ponders the statement. He shakes his head. “I’ve never heard of it before."

“It sounds sketchy.” Elrohir grins. “Do tell.”

“Well, I’ll say to one of you ‘truth or dare’. If you pick truth, I get to ask you a question you have to answer truthfully. If you pick dare, you have to do whatever I tell you to do. Got it?”

“Crystal.” Elrohir rubs his hands together. “Let’s play.”

“I’ll go first,” you say. “Elladan, truth or dare?”

“Dare,” he says.

“I dare you to…” You look around the campfire and see Glorfindel still sleeping. “Pull a piece of hair from Glrofindel's head.”

Elladan gulps and his face pales. “Do I have to?”

“Yes,” you say.

“Don’t be a pussy Elladan,” Elrohir says.

Elladan frowns. He stands up and creeps towards the sleeping warrior. He hesitates. He looks at you, hoping you’ll tell him he doesn’t have to do it. You motion him to get on with it.

His fingers touch a piece of hair. He takes a deep breath before he yanks the hair. It comes out without fuss. He hurries over to you two. Sighing in relief, he sits down.

“I take it it’s my turn now,” he says.

“Yep,” you say.

“Good. Elrohir, true or dare.”

“Dare,” Elrohir answers. “Do your worst.”

Elladan stares into the fire. You slouch as Elrohir plays with a lock of your hair. You doubt Elladan comes up with anything good. It seems like all of the perverted ideas comes from Elrohir.

“I dare you to kiss Haldir on the cheek,” Elladan says.

Elrohir sputters. “W-w-what?! No fucking way,” he says.

“What’s wrong pussy? Scared?” Elladan asks.

He puffs out his chest. “Of course not,” he says. He stands up. He shakes as he walks towards Haldir.

“Isn’t that a little harsh?” you ask.

“Of course not,” he says. “Elrohir has…” You watch his mouth move, but swear that what came out doesn’t make sense.

“Wait.” Your brain kicks into overdrive as you try to process what he’s saying. “Did you just say that Elrohir has had a crush on him since he saw him in Rivendell?”

Elladan studies you. “Yes. Why?”

“Oh nothing… except I didn’t think that Elrohir was gay. I mean, he’s always hitting on me and all.”

“He’s bisexual. He’s attracted to you, but Haldir captured his heart a long time ago,” he says. “He’s never admitted the crush to anyone but me. I think it’s about time he does something about it.”

You watch Elrohir kneel by Haldir. He doesn’t move. He watches the March Warden sleep with a look that reminds you of the way Erestor looks at you.

Elrohir leans down. He is only a breath away from Haldir’s face. He kisses his cheek. He about to sit up when a hand grabs his head.

You gasp. Haldir is awake!

You wait to hear Haldir spit out curses. Instead, he does something that leaves your mouth hanging open. He brings his lips to Elrohir’s. You see his tongue snake out and into Elrohir’s mouth.

Have someone just turned up the heat out here? You feel your mouth go dry as you watch to two handsome elves kiss. Haldir rolls over so he is half-way on top of Elrohir. One of his hands is buried in Elrohir’s hair while the other keeps him propped up. Elrohir grips his shoulders. Their tongues battle for dominance.

Your eyes widen when Elrohir’s hand snakes down Haldir’s body. He grabs Haldir in a place that makes the march warden gasp. Elrohir takes advantage of the opportunity and enters Haldir’s mouth.

Haldir sighs. He licks Elrohir’s tongue and rolls his hips into his hand. Elrohir breaks the kiss. You can see how pleased both are.

You look over to Erestor. If you weren’t horny earlier then you are now. You bite your lip and resist the urge to wake him up.

“That was hot,” Elladan whispers.

You nod.

Haldir and Elrohir join you and Elladan at the fire. “So, who’s idea was that?” Haldir asks. He looks at you. “You seem like the kind of elf to suggest it.”

“Su-“ you clear your throat. “Surprisingly, it wasn’t me. All the credit goes to Elladan. I just came up with playing the game.”

“Game?” He raises an eyebrow. “What game?”

You explain the rules to him. He looks more than pleased. “Sounds like a very fun game to play when one is feeling naughty,” he says. “So, who’s turn is it?”

“Mine,” Elrohir says. “And I pick,” he looks at Haldir, “you. Truth or dare?”

You blink. You were sure he was going to pick you.

“I have a feeling you wish for me to pick truth.” Haldir smiles.

“You were correct. Now tell me, did you enjoy the kiss?” he asks.

Haldir snorts. “That question was a waste. I’m sure even Elladan and Rose know the answer to that question.” Elrohir pouts. Haldir squeezes his knee. “Yes, I enjoyed it very much. I hope it wasn’t a one time thing.”

Elrohir blushes.

“Look, he’s like a blushing bride,” Elladan teases.

You giggle. Haldir focuses his gaze on you. “Elrohir, who is the young Rose interested in?” he asks.

“Why, the Chief Advisor,” he answers.

He smirks. “Thought so. Rose, truth or dare? And if you pick truth, I’ll make sure it’ll be enough to make sure change your mind.”

You can tell by the look in his eyes that’ll he’ll keep his word. “Fine,” you say. “Dare.”

“I dare you to awaken our advisor without speaking…” he sneaks a look at Erestor, “using only your mouth.”

Your eyes widen. “I’m not doing that in front of all of you,” you whisper.

“No problem,” Haldir says. “Elrohir, Elladan, you both were taught about special move 6.4.1. Right?”

“Of course. Let’s do it,” Elrohir says.

“So they can do it,” Elladan adds.

The three elves get up. They sneak over Erestor and grab a part of his bedroll. In a fluid motion, they pick him up and carry him away from the camp.

You are still at the fire when the three come back. “Why in the hell would you need to learn how to do something like that?” you ask.

“It’s a prank we enjoying playing on each other,” Elrohir says. “We’ve moved them into trees, other houses, sometimes we’d even put them outside when it was raining.”

“Less talking, more moving,” Haldir says. “You have a dare to complete and you can’t come back to camp until he does.”

“Har, har, har,” you say. You stand. “I’ll see all of you later.”

As you walk through the woods, you hear Elrohir say, “Try not to wake up everyone else.”

You shake your head. You reach Erestor. His long midnight hair is spread out around him. His eyelashes rest against his cheeks. His mouth is slack as he breathes deeply.

You kneel beside him. ‘How am I going to wake him up?’ you ask yourself. You could kiss him awake the way Elrohir did for Haldir.

You grin. You want to have more fun than that. All of your life you’ve been forced to be a goody two-shoes and you’ve had enough of it. You are going to do this the way you want it done.


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am working on the next chapter at this moment, just wanted to do a quick update to show that i'm still alive. ^_^

Ivory Wolf