Sinful Fantasies: Musings of an Elf-Knight
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
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15
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Wicked Delight
Nikkiling: Glad to see you're still with me, I shall try to update regularly from now on :D (I can say I have several chapters ready, waiting to be posted!!!)
~Chapter 10: Wicked Delight~
Legolas still looked at the door, thankful when it finally swung open…Before he could open his mouth to speak though, Elrohir takes him in, gasping soft before looking at the black and blue on Elladan, his eyes widening.
It’s then that he looks around, smiling as he sees the candles everywhere, then licking his lip as Elladan, dressed in black and blue leather moves towards him, bringing him to the bed and tying him to it with silk sashes. Legolas watches, dressed in a light-brown-leather pants and a revealing greyish tunic, a smile on his lips, “You took so long to come back…we were getting impatient” He smirked, his eyes filled with a burning fire.
Elladan approaches the prince as he finished tying Elrohir up and kisses him hard, causing the prince to moan quietly before moving to take one of the candles while Elrohir looks from one to the other. Holding the candle above ‘Ro’s body, the Mirkwood prince lightly tilts it, watching the hot candle wax drip unto the tied elf’s body, who hisses and moans in response to the pleasure it brings him, as the hotness of the touch.
Elladan has gone, taking a bottle of rose scented oil, putting it on his fingers before he slowly inserts one finger into his brother, another one following swiftly. Elrohir moans, tossing his head back and arching his back as his brother starts scissoring him, through a daze he notices Legolas has moved away, but is too distracted to care. That is, till Legolas returns with a nasty-looking whip. He raises it slowly, striking the tied elf on the chest, hitting away the hardened wax.
Elrohir feels the fingers withdraw from his body, and moans soft in protest and anticipation for what he knows, his fantasy forgotten, is coming. Yet, when he feels something hard, yet called pressed to his entrance, he looks at Elladan, who grins at his brother’s confusement, realizing the latter had forgotten what he wished for in his own fantasy, bending he whispers soft, “Never thought that ugly statue Ada gave us, without any real shape but a few curves, would be put to good use, did you now?”
Elrohir’s face blushes with the realization of what he said when telling his fantasy and having forgotten it, as well as the pleasure when Elladan slowly moves the statue in and out of his passage while the blonde haired beauty resolves to licking and kissing the places he had only just moments before hit with the whip and the elf tied to the bed can’t do anything but whimper and moan at the sensations.
Elrohir looks from one to the other, arching off the bed, “Pleaaase…give me more, I need more…Pleeeaaase…” Legolas can’t help but giggle before Elladan pulls him off to discuss it, as Elrohir had told them he saw them do in their fantasy, then smirks evilly, whispering soft, “Let’s play”
Legolas smiles, nodding and they both move back to Elrohir, who seems mighty confident to know their decision. However, this confidence changed when they continued their earlier ministrations, fondling and playing with his body, turning each other on until finally, they couldn’t keep on playing any longer and move unto him. Elladan, leaving the statue settled within his brother, sits upon his brother’s chest, sliding his hard erection into Ro’s eager mouth.
‘Ro smiles, his tongue daring out to lick the tip of Elladan’s cock before moaning loudly as Legolas lowers himself onto his shaft, not as slow as planned, but no less pleasant. Legolas, resting back against Elladan, slowly fondles the statue still buried within Elrohir, slowly moving it in and out, while Elrohir moans, sucking Elladan’s cock eagerly.
Elladan moans, his arm reaching back to stroke Legolas’ erection in time with his thrusts and swiftly, Elrohir, delirious with the realization he has every hole filled and his shaft ridden, reaches the point of ecstasy, crying out in pleasure, filling Legolas who, feeling Elrohir’s orgasm within himself, is driven over the edge as well and comes, screaming coarsely, all over Elladan’s hand who, by the sounds of his lovers’ ecstasy reaches his release as well, growling in a near primal way as he releases his load into his brother’s awaiting mouth who swallows every drop eagerly.
The three of them panting, Legolas is the first to slide off of ‘Ro and lay down next to the couple that remain. Elladan slowly withdraws from ‘Ro’s mouth and slides next to the latter, holding his semen covered hand up to his brother’s mouth who eagerly cleans it with his tongue. Huddled together, hands entwined, legs entangled, they fall asleep, satisfied and content
TBC
~Chapter 10: Wicked Delight~
Legolas still looked at the door, thankful when it finally swung open…Before he could open his mouth to speak though, Elrohir takes him in, gasping soft before looking at the black and blue on Elladan, his eyes widening.
It’s then that he looks around, smiling as he sees the candles everywhere, then licking his lip as Elladan, dressed in black and blue leather moves towards him, bringing him to the bed and tying him to it with silk sashes. Legolas watches, dressed in a light-brown-leather pants and a revealing greyish tunic, a smile on his lips, “You took so long to come back…we were getting impatient” He smirked, his eyes filled with a burning fire.
Elladan approaches the prince as he finished tying Elrohir up and kisses him hard, causing the prince to moan quietly before moving to take one of the candles while Elrohir looks from one to the other. Holding the candle above ‘Ro’s body, the Mirkwood prince lightly tilts it, watching the hot candle wax drip unto the tied elf’s body, who hisses and moans in response to the pleasure it brings him, as the hotness of the touch.
Elladan has gone, taking a bottle of rose scented oil, putting it on his fingers before he slowly inserts one finger into his brother, another one following swiftly. Elrohir moans, tossing his head back and arching his back as his brother starts scissoring him, through a daze he notices Legolas has moved away, but is too distracted to care. That is, till Legolas returns with a nasty-looking whip. He raises it slowly, striking the tied elf on the chest, hitting away the hardened wax.
Elrohir feels the fingers withdraw from his body, and moans soft in protest and anticipation for what he knows, his fantasy forgotten, is coming. Yet, when he feels something hard, yet called pressed to his entrance, he looks at Elladan, who grins at his brother’s confusement, realizing the latter had forgotten what he wished for in his own fantasy, bending he whispers soft, “Never thought that ugly statue Ada gave us, without any real shape but a few curves, would be put to good use, did you now?”
Elrohir’s face blushes with the realization of what he said when telling his fantasy and having forgotten it, as well as the pleasure when Elladan slowly moves the statue in and out of his passage while the blonde haired beauty resolves to licking and kissing the places he had only just moments before hit with the whip and the elf tied to the bed can’t do anything but whimper and moan at the sensations.
Elrohir looks from one to the other, arching off the bed, “Pleaaase…give me more, I need more…Pleeeaaase…” Legolas can’t help but giggle before Elladan pulls him off to discuss it, as Elrohir had told them he saw them do in their fantasy, then smirks evilly, whispering soft, “Let’s play”
Legolas smiles, nodding and they both move back to Elrohir, who seems mighty confident to know their decision. However, this confidence changed when they continued their earlier ministrations, fondling and playing with his body, turning each other on until finally, they couldn’t keep on playing any longer and move unto him. Elladan, leaving the statue settled within his brother, sits upon his brother’s chest, sliding his hard erection into Ro’s eager mouth.
‘Ro smiles, his tongue daring out to lick the tip of Elladan’s cock before moaning loudly as Legolas lowers himself onto his shaft, not as slow as planned, but no less pleasant. Legolas, resting back against Elladan, slowly fondles the statue still buried within Elrohir, slowly moving it in and out, while Elrohir moans, sucking Elladan’s cock eagerly.
Elladan moans, his arm reaching back to stroke Legolas’ erection in time with his thrusts and swiftly, Elrohir, delirious with the realization he has every hole filled and his shaft ridden, reaches the point of ecstasy, crying out in pleasure, filling Legolas who, feeling Elrohir’s orgasm within himself, is driven over the edge as well and comes, screaming coarsely, all over Elladan’s hand who, by the sounds of his lovers’ ecstasy reaches his release as well, growling in a near primal way as he releases his load into his brother’s awaiting mouth who swallows every drop eagerly.
The three of them panting, Legolas is the first to slide off of ‘Ro and lay down next to the couple that remain. Elladan slowly withdraws from ‘Ro’s mouth and slides next to the latter, holding his semen covered hand up to his brother’s mouth who eagerly cleans it with his tongue. Huddled together, hands entwined, legs entangled, they fall asleep, satisfied and content
TBC