The Love Potion Series

Title: Love Potion No.19 Author: Bernsteinnixe
Email: Bernstein_nixe@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.tolkiensnaughtyelves.com
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Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ha/Oro/Orophin/Rúmil with a dash of Elladan/Elrohir
Disclaimer: I make now money from this. I have only borrowed the characters from Tolkien, but promise to return them, though that may be hard to do with the Lorien brothers….
Warnings: INCEST
Summary: Orophin and Rúmil want to have some fun, but Haldir is in the way. Rúmil happens to have another one of his potions on hand ;-)

Notes: Although it is not absolutely necessary, I would recommend that you read Love Potion No.9 to have a better understanding of the situation….


Under the cover of darkness, Orophin silently took his brother’s hand. They had been at the border for many days now, too many days. Haldir did not know their relationship, they knew he would never approve. So, during border patrol with their brother, physical display of affection had to be kept to a minimum. Even a quick kiss was hard to get in under Haldir’s watchful eye— the Elf saw everything.

Rúmil leaned his head against Orophin’s arm, breathing in his woodsy scent. Just this one night and they could go back home. They would have many nights to make up for when they got there. The thought brought a smile to Rúmil’s face.

“Brothers, we have guests!” said Haldir, interrupting his brothers’ romantic fantasies.

In the distance they could hear the voices clearly. “They are elves,” said Orophin.

“Of course they are,” said Haldir. “Were you not listening to Lord Celeborn when he told us that the Princes of Rivendell would be arriving?”

“Oh, I uh… must have missed that part.” Both of Orophin’s brothers laughed, he had never been a good listener.

They waited in silence until the Elves were near before Haldir lowered a rope ladder, and the brothers climbed down from the talan to greet their royal guests.

“Welcome to the Golden Wood, you must be the Princes from Imladris,” said Haldir.

“I am Elrohir,” one of the Elves said, as he extended a hand to Haldir. “This is my brother Elladan.”

In the moonlight, they could see that the princes both had raven black hair and slate colored eyes. The same thought crossed all three Lórien brothers’ minds: the princes were unusually good-looking for elves that came from Rivendell.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, your Highnesses,” said Haldir as he took the other brother’s hand, “and these are my brothers Orophin and Rúmil. We will take you to Caras Galadhon in the morning when our replacements arrive. There is another talan in the next tree, you can rest there until tomorrow.”

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Orophin and Rúmil got comfortable on a fur rug, secretly holding hands once more, while Haldir sat at the edge of the talan. A sound caught his coming from the neighboring talan caught his attention. He could have sworn it was a moan, but it could not be. Elladan and Elrohir were brothers…

After a while the sound was followed by another of a similar nature. Rúmil bit his lip and squeezed Orophin’s hand harder. “Is that moaning?” Haldir asked with disbelief.

“Sounds like it…” Rúmil answered.

“But they are brothers; surely they are not doing what it sounds like they are doing….”

Neither of Haldir’s brothers responded. They occasional groans from the other talan were beginning to awaken their suppressed desires. Rúmil placed a hand over Orophin’s hardening cock and rubbed it through the fabric of his leggings, and Orophin covered his brother’s hand with his own, strugglto hto hold back a moan. Rúmil pressed his lips against his brother’s, his tongue willing Orophin’s mouth to open, and he did. Rúmil could feel Orophin grow fully erect under his ministrations as the kiss continued.

“Do you think we will be able to pull this off with him sitting there?” Orophin whispered into Rúmil’s ear. The two looked at Haldir, who was facing the opposite direction.

“I have a better idea,” the younger Elf answered as he reached for the bag in which he carried some of his things. He pulled out a small vile containing a clear liquid.

“Naughty,” Orophin whispered again, and licked Rúmil’s ear. “You would have him?”

“You would not?” Rúmil asked and reached for Haldir’s waterskin. He poured in a small amount of the potion and gently swirled the container before closing it and putting it back to where it was.

“I would have some as well,” Orophin suggested.

“He must drink some first; else we will die of need.”

They turned their attention back to their caresses, but abruptly pulled away from each other when Haldir stood. He took his place next to his younger brothers and reached for his water. “You two are awfully quiet tonight.”

“We are weary, and wish nothing more than to return home,” Orophin lied.

Haldir nodded in understanding, before taking a sip of the aphrodisiac spiced water. “Have they no shame?” he asked, in disgust when the princes’ moans intensified. When Haldir was done drinking the water, Rúmil reached for it and took a few sips before handing it over to Orophin.

A few minutes passed by in awkward silence, and the two younger Elves watched with amusement as Haldir shifted uncomfortably. His leggings had grown unbearably tight, and the now fervent screams of Elladan and Elrohir made his cock burn with need. “What are they doing?!” he cried when he could finally take no more.

Orophin and Rúmil laughed. “You do not know?”

“Aye, of course I know. But to be so loud… is ... it is not normal!”

“You mean to tell us, brother, that you have never experienced pleasure so intense that you could not control the sounds that escaped you?” Rúmil asked; his voice low and smooth as velvet.

“I have experienced great pleasure, but I always remain in control of my reactions,” Haldir defended himself.

“That is because you only take female lovers,” Rúmil continued, “I could show you such pleasure that your cries of passion would be even louder than that of our guests from Rivendell.”

Haldir nearly came, just hearing Rúmil’s words. “Nay, R! We! We are brothers…” he protested.

“So are they…” Rúmil moved closer and began to stroke his aching flesh as he had done to Orophin only minutes before. Haldir whimpered at the touch.

“Aye, let him show you. You will not regret it,” Orophin said before moving to nibble the top of his older brother’s ear.

“You would know?”

“I would. Rúmil and I are lovers.”

Haldir’s shock at Orophin’s confession was overshadowed by his lust, and his mouth was covered by Orophin’s before he ever had a chance to respond. As they kissed, Rúmil untied Haldir’s leggings. “Wow…” he said, hungrily eyeing his brother’s menacing flesh. Both Haldir and Orophin looked down to see the source of Rúmil’s wonder as he began to stroke it. “You have been hiding this from us far to long, brother.” His eyes never leaving Haldir’s, Rúmil lowered himself and swirled his tongue around the head of his brother’s cock.

Haldir groaned in disappointment when the warm tongue left his aching member. Rúmil proceeded to pull of his boots and leggings, while Orophin divested him of his tunic. Once naked, he watched as his brothers removed each other’s clothing. Hands tugged and pulled impatiently; the potion beginning to take its full effect.

Orophin resumed his place at Haldir’s side, with one hand lightly tugging and pinching of hif his nipples, licking and nibbling the other. Rúmil’s tongue returned to his cock, lapping at the tip, while two pairs of hands roamed his body. Haldir squirmed under their touched.

“Touch me Haldir,” said Orophin, his voice dripping with need as he led his brother’s hand to his arousal. Reluctantly, Haldir wrapped his hand around it.

“Nay…” he mumbled against Orophin’s mouth. “This is wrong… we are brothers… this is dir

“Filthy…” Orophin moaned into his ear. “Does that not quicken your pulse, excite your further? Knowing how dirty and forbidden this is?” He gave the length of Haldir’s ear a languid lick.

Another moan from Haldir: Orophin was right. He felt naughty, dirty, foul, and he loved every bit of it. He began to stroke the flesh he held in his hand. Orophins purred, nuzzling his face in Haldir’s neck for a short moment before attacking it with his mouth.

Rúmil teased Haldir’s length mercilessly. He would liked it up and down the underside, swirled his tongue around the head and repeated, again and again, occasionally stopping to savor the fluid that would gather at the tip while stroking the length with his hand.

Orophin led a trail of licks and kisses down Haldir’s chest and down to his to his navel, delving into it with an eager tongue, and then continued lower, until his tongue met Rúmil’s. Cool air tickled Haldir’s burning flesh when the tongues left. He watched throualf alf lidded eyes as Orophin and Rúmil kissed, allowing him to see the movements of their tongues.

He whimpered at the lack of attention to his body while his brothers kissed and caressed and nibbled and licked. They were truly a stunning sight. He finally understood why they wanted each other, just as he now wanted them.

“Rúmil, I recall you saying you wanted to show me something,” Haldir whined. The two laughed and Orophin returned to his side, devouring his mouth once more while Rúmil searched for his bag again. When he returned he was holding a jar of salve.

Haldir arched under Orophin’s touch as his brother’s hands and mouth exploited every sensitive spot on his body. He tensed when Rúmil brought an oil-slicked fingertip to his unused entrance.

“Shhh….” Orophin cooed, “Relax, he will not hurt you,” and his mouth descended upon Haldir’s.

Haldir tried to thrust his hips upward when he felt Rúmil’s mouth wrap itself around his cock, but Orophin held him down firmly. Rúmil sucked fervently, bringing Haldir near climax before slipping a single finger into his opening.

Haldir did not even notice the finger wriggling inside him until it struck a spot which like he had never imagined.”Ai!” he cried and pushed down hard on the digit. Sensing Haldir’s orgasm coming on, Rúmil quickly withdrew his finger and his mouth. brought a feeling of pleasure

“Saes!” he begged as they soothed him with gentle caresses.

“He looks so lovely, brother, thrashing wildly beneath us, flushed with desire… so unlike the stern Haldir we are accustomed to.”

“Aye,” agreed Rúmil, “I think I like him better like this,” he added, as he slipped two fingers into Haldir who moaned into Orophin’s mouth while Rúmil’s skilled fingers stroked his insides.

“Saes, Rúmil. Lick it!” he begged, needing to feel that warm mouth on his cock.

“Lick what?” Rúmil teased. “This?” he asked and pulled his fingers out of Haldir’s channel and probed the opening with his tongue.

“Saes… take me, Rúmil. I ache for you….”

Rúmil laughed, and inserted three fingers into his brother, the invasion causing Haldir squirm.

“You beg for me to impale you upon my length and yet you cannot handle a few fingers…”

“I squirm out of pleasure. I assure you I can handle it.”

“Get on your fours,” Rúmil commanded.

Orophin took his place beside his brothers, slowly stroking himself as he watched Rúmil coat his length with the greasy salve.

Haldir bit his lip in anticipation. He whimpered in frustration when Rúmil teased him, nudging his entrance his cock. He clenched the soft fur beneath then as the thick cock slowly began to stretch and fill him. It burned slightly, but it was the unbearable pleasure which made Haldir groan deep in his throat while Rúmil sheathed himself slowly, inch by inch.

“You do not want to join us?” Rúmil asked his lover while beginning to establish an agonizingly slow rhythm.

“Nay, not yet. I would watch you for awhile.”

Haldir moaned with each long, languid stroke. “Do you like that?” Orophin asked him, his voice almost like a purr. “Do you like the feeling of having your brother, one who shares your blood, so deep within your body?”

“Mmmm…”

Orophin gasped with pretended shock. “How disgusting… you nasty, nasty Elf! I think he needs a spanking, Rúmil.”

“I agree,” said Rúmil, and he smacked Haldir’s cheeks intermittently, drawing cries of pleasure and pain, until the skin burned. His brother’s sweet sounds fueled his lust, and Rúmil increased the strength and speed of his thrusts.

Orophin struggled to keep his breath as well as his hand under control, his brothers’ panting and moaning, and the slapping sound of skin against skin driving him near insanity. “You are getting quite loud, brother,” he said, realizing that Haldir’s needful screams now matched those that came from the other talan earlier. “Perhaps you need me to put something in your mouth, to quiet you down?”

He positioned himself in front of Haldir, on his knees and lifted his brother’s chin with gentle fingers. “Open.”

Haldir complied, and opened his mouth, swallowing all that Orophin had to give him. It was musky and sweet, not at all unpleasant as Haldir had expected. He sucked on the throbbing cock while Orophin thrust in and out of his mouth, matching Rúmil’s steady rhythm.

Rúmil’s strokes never failed to strike Haldir’s prostate, sending through his body waves of pleasure, each one bringing him closer to his peak. Just when he thought greater ecstasy was not possible, another thrust would prove him wrong. It was not long before he began to quiver, and his brothers had to hold him up as orgasm wracked his body.

Haldir’s moans around Orophin’s cock sent delightful vibrations, adding to the exquisite sensation of the silkiness of his brother’s mouth and he spilled his seed down Haldir’s throat at the same time Haldir did into Rúmil’s hand.

His brothers’ urgent moans, as well as Haldir’s clenching muscles brought Rúmil over the edge as well. With a cry of Haldir’s name he emptied himself into his brother’s tightness, and all three collapsed onto the ground one on top of another, creating a tangled mess of limbs and hair.

“Did you like it?” Rúmil asked as he and Orophin kissed and caressed Haldir’s face.

“Loved it,” he answered, still disbelieving what had just passed between them. He felt as if he had been put under a spell….

The End