Melethen

Title: Melethen (Chapter 19/?)

Author: Meleth (meleth.legolas@yahoo.com)

Type: FPS

Cast or Paring: Elrohir, Legolas and Elladan in this chapter.

Rating: R - NC-17

Disclaimer: They aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish it.

Timeline: Fourth Age.

Warning: AU. Angst. Adult language and situations. At times, this story
contains males involved in homoerotic acts, i.e. explicit sex. It may also
contain twincest. If this is not to your liking -- read NO further.

Beta: The one and only Aglarien.

A/N: **Mind speak between the twins.**, *Emphasis*, (Thoughts) 
For Verayelwe who wanted a Legolas sandwich.

Feedback: Would be wonderful!

Summary: Legolas stops Elrohir from confronting Thaladirith and explains
his reasons. The reunion between the twins and Legolas is full of forgiveness
and loving.

Chapter Nineteen

Legolas rushed past Elladan and tackled Elrohir before he got to the gardens.
“You can’t say anything to him!” he hissed frantically.

Elrohir was trying to figure out how he ended up on the ground when he heard
Legolas’ words. Elladan reached down to pull the prince off his brother and
help Elrohir stand.

“I have sworn to him nothing is going on between us,” Legolas explained
quickly. “If you say something he will know I lied and that will place us in
greater danger, Elrohir. Can we please just go some place where we can talk and
spend time together? I have missed you both desperately.”

“Legolas is right, Roh. A confrontation now will only cause a bigger
problem,” Elladan reasoned. “Let us go reunite and then we will discuss what
to do about the captain.”

Elrohir was still angry, but saw the benefits of waiting to confront the elf
who dared to treat Legolas in such a way. “You are right brother. Lead on,
Legolas. I would rather spend some quality time with you than kill that elf
right now.”

“I have the perfect place,” Legolas replied, smiling. “I used to go
there when I was a child, and as far as I know, no one else knows the place.”

“Sounds perfect,” Elladan replied taking his beloved’s hand. “We
would follow you anywhere.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

After stopping by the kitchens and the stables, the trio started out to the
promised private spot. It turned out to be a large glade surrounded by trees and
filled with tall grasses and pleasantly scented wild flowers. It looked as
though it hadn’t been disturbed in years. Elladan thought it a perfect place
for a reunion. As Elrohir spread out the blanket, Legolas poured them all
glasses of Dorwinion wine he had snatched from his father’s collection.

“A more perfect spot couldn’t have been found,” Elladan commented
before sipping some wine.

“I thought you would enjoy the privacy and quiet location,” Legolas
replied, smiling at Elladan. “I feel I should apologize again for speaking to
you the way I did.”

“Nay, no apologies today, my Prince,” Elrohir replied before Elladan
could. “Today we celebrate our reunion. We will save any talking and apologies
for later. Right now, I want to kiss you until you cannot stand on your own.”

Legolas welcomed the kiss and returned it eagerly. Elrohir’s kisses always
left him weak in the knees, and sure enough when it ended, he was clinging
desperately to the elf knight.

Elladan joined them and immediately plundered Legolas’ mouth as Elrohir
began to remove the clothing hiding the prince’s perfect body.

“We have longed for you, melethen,” Elrohir whispered huskily in Legolas’
ear causing him to moan deeply in his throat. “You will be ours once again
before we leave this glade.”

“That is all I long for,” Legolas replied breathlessly. “To be loved by
you both, together or separate, it does not matter. I am on fire for your
touches and love.”

“You don’t have to wait,” Elladan said removing his own clothing as
Elrohir did the same. Legolas stared longingly at their muscled bodies, his
desire rising as he waited for them to finish.

Making himself comfortable on the blanket he held his arms out for Elrohir
and the elf knight joined him for a deep searing kiss as Elladan moved behind
the prince. “Would it please you to take Elrohir as I take you, melethen?”

Legolas groaned and ended the kiss turning to face Elladan. “Nothing would
please me more.” His voice was already heavy with need and the elf warrior
covered the prince’s lips with his own. Once the kiss ended, Legolas turned to
look at Elrohir as if asking permission. The look on the elf knight’s face
told him his answer. Acceptance showed in his eyes and the smile he gave his
lover in return.

Gentle oiled fingers prepared Legolas and he pushed against them as he, in
turn, prepared Elrohir. To the elf warrior's surprise, having Elrohir there
heightened his passion and his need for the prince. Their shared moans filled
the glade as the trees sang a glorious song for the trio.

“Enough, Elladan, take me now,” Legolas begged as he pushed against the
elf warrior’s fingers. Having them both at the same time was something he
thought would never happen. Now that it was, his desire for the shared
experience could not be contained.

Elladan removed his fingers and entered Legolas with a passionate moan. “Gods,
Legolas, you feel so good, so good.”

Legolas pushed back to meet Elladan’s thrust and moaned his lover’s name
as he reached for Elrohir. As the elf knight pressed himself against the prince,
he was entered slowly, causing him to growl with need. Legolas set the rhythm,
filling one while pulling back to be filled by the other.

“Aye, Elrohir, melethen, you are so good.” Legolas whispered in his ear.

“Nay, Legolas, you fill me well, I was meant for you,” Elrohir answered.
The nearness of Elladan seemed to make this reunion all the more special.
Hearing his brother's moans and cries excited him in a way he never imagined.
This was something they would have to engage in more often. The touches, no
matter whose hand, were gentle but demanding, as their love making reached a new
level of eroticism. Elladan's hand eventually held Elrohir's hip as he thrust
into Legolas with rising want.

Nothing had ever felt so fulfilling to Legolas as he cried their names and
they his. The warmth he had felt earlier consumed him, and he welcomed it with
all he was. Elladan filling him drove him mad with desire, but he could not
concentrate on that feeling too long, because then he was filling Elrohir and
that feeling was exquisite. All too soon they neared their peak, each trying to
hold back to make this wonderful union last as long as possible.

Elrohir was the first to cry out and spill his seed over Legolas’ still
pumping hand. The feeling of the elf knight’s contracting muscles milked the
prince’s orgasm from him and he cried both of their
names. Elladan fought the urge as long as he could, but Legolas’ climax pulled
the elf warrior’s from him.

As the three of them lay there in a tangled mess, enjoying
the feel of each other, whispered promises and oaths of forever were
uttered. It was Legolas who noticed the difference in the twins’ interaction
with one another.

“What has happened, my hearts, that you touch each other so freely and
without unease?” he asked.

“We decided we must learn to share you or lose you forever,” Elladan
started to explain. “On the way here we talked about wanting to be with you
always, awake or asleep. Elrohir pointed out that if we were to spend so much
time with you, we would have to let our desire for you to be seen by one
another.”

“We shared a lover’s kiss, my prince,” Elrohir explained, tired of
waiting for Elladan to get to the point. “It was quite…enjoyable.”

“I can only imagine,” Legolas said, thinking of how erotic it would be to
witness such an event. “It would be a sight I would love to see. Will you kiss
for me?”

“Aye,” they answered in unison.

Legolas moved from in between them and sat back to watch as Elrohir pulled
Elladan into the most desirous kiss the prince had ever seen. Elladan’s hands
tangled in Elrohir’s hair as Elladan pulled him flush against his body and
twin moans filled the glade.

“Don’t stop,” Legolas said, his breath quickening as he watched his
lovers deepen their shared kiss. “Ai, gods you are perfect together and it
makes me desire you more.”

When Elladan and Elrohir separated from the kiss they looked at Legolas and
smiled. “It does not upset you?” the elf knight asked.

“Nay, far from it,” Legolas admitted as he pointed to his rising member.
“Have you made love to one another?”

The twins looked at Legolas in surprise and Elladan answered, “Nay, we have
not.”

“You have not because….” the prince asked, leaving the question open
ended.

“We did not wish to take that step,” Elrohir admitted.

“You obviously desire one another,” Legolas pointed out their obvious
erections.

“Desire is one thing; love is another,” Elladan replied softly.

“Do you love me?” Legolas asked seriously.

“Aye, we do,” Elrohir answered, moving away from Elladan and closer to
Legolas.

“Do you love one another?” Legolas asked, accepting Elrohir into his
embrace.

“Aye, but not as we love you,” Elrohir admitted. “We are closer than
brothers, that is true, but I love Elladan as I love myself. He is part of me as
I am a part of him.”

“So, you would find it wrong to make love to your brother?” the prince
asked softly.

Elladan sighed and ran his hands through his long ebony strands. “It sounds
like you are pushing us to do so.”

Legolas smiled and kissed Elrohir on the shoulder. “That is because I am,
Elladan. Does that offend you?”

“Nay, but would you not count it as a betrayal?” Elladan asked, his eyes
searching the prince’s.

“Such a beautiful thing could never be a betrayal, especially if I am the
one who suggests it - who encourages it.” Legolas replied, leaning over to
kiss Elladan gently. “I love you both more than my own life. I would have you
share yourselves with one another if that is what you truly desire.”

“And if it is not?” Elrohir asked, turning to look at Legolas.

“Then I will never mention it again,” the prince swore.

“I think this is something that Elrohir and I need to talk about before we
even think about sharing ourselves with one another,” Elladan stated looking
at Elrohir.

“Just think about it, for me?” Legolas asked without sounding pushy.

“You have our word,” Elrohir replied before pushing Legolas back against
the blanket. “Right now I would rather think about making love to *you*,
my Prince.”

TBC