Fanfic100: JRR Tolkien - Elladan/Elrohir
The Bluff
*Title: The Bluff (Written for the Fanfic100 challenge)
*Author: Minuial Nuwing
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*Fandom: JRR Tolkien
*Characters: Elladan Peredhil/Elrohir Peredhil
*Type: FPS
*Prompt: 038 – Touch
*Word Count: 126
*Rating: Hard R
*Summary: Elladan loses.
*Disclaimer: Only the quirks and perversions are mine. Everything else belongs to the creator-god of Middle Earth, J.R.R. Tolkien. I am awed by his gifts and humbled by his vision. I promise to clean them all up and return them with smiles on their faces when I am done playing!
*Author's Notes: Twincest – the boys wanted to play
Italics indicate thoughts or mindspeak when not used for simple emphasis. In plain text, one star (*blah*) means emphasis, two stars (**blah**) indicate mindspeak or thoughts.
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The Bluff
“Oh, Valar... ”
Elrohir’s back arched sharply, his body straining against the strong hands that gripped his widespread legs, pressing him into the mattress.
The wicked tongue made no response, continuing its tortuously slow movements.
Swirl, swipe, thrust.
Swirl, swipe, thrust.
His aching hands slid from the headboard, slipping down to tangle in the silken ebony mane that teased his quivering thighs. At once an amused warning sounded in his pleasure-addled mind.
No hands, ‘Roh. Or I shall stop.
Elrohir loosened his grip slightly, raising his head to meet his brother’s gaze, now midnight dark and bottomless. “Really?” he rasped, one thumb sweeping the curve of a hidden ear.
A sensual smile curled Elladan’s lips as he moved to cover the elf-knight’s body with his own.
“Nay.”