Celeborn's Nine - Riders of the Night

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All day today I thought about twins and forgive the modern lingo. And no, this is not twincest, (a little teasing maybe) it's a KEEBLER!!!!!!!!
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Elrohir and Elladan watched as Haldir was put to bed and his arm and shoulder taken care of, and seeing Tiger perched behind him, watching everything they did with inquisitive eyes, made them smile. She was actually starting to get in the way, and Glorfindel had to make her get down and stand by him. Some of the sweet innocence they had loved in her was gone, and they could only guess at what she had been through, but when Tiger smiled...well, who couldn't smile back at her?

Once Celeborn had the injured shoulder wrapped with clean linen, Tiger was allowed to return to Haldir's good side where she stretched out and then stared unwaveringly at his face. All but one light was blown out or removed, and under orders from Glorfindel, Tiger was not to remove her sleeping spell. If master got mad, Glorfindel would take care of it for her. When the door closed, Tiger moved to the foot of the bed and stretched out, her golden eyes never leaving him. She would not accidentally go to sleep tonight.
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Contemplating their next move, whether to follow their grandfather or not, the twins stopped at an arch that opened to the parade field and peered outside.

"I'm horny," Elladan confessed much to his brother's amusement.

"And you're telling me this because why?"

"Because I want to get laid," Elladan said and stepped outside, having made up his mind now on what he was going to do next. And he knew just where the best women in Minis Tirith worked. Elrohir, grinning, followed him down the road to the Green Dragon Inn

And as befitting a well run establishment, it was busy. The twins were about to give up on finding a place to sit when a buxom beauty with long brown hair arrived to show them the way to a table along the back wall. She then brought them pints of ale and asked if they wanted anything from the kitchen.

"I am hungry," Elrohir admitted. "What have you got?"

She smiled and said, " A nice roast and warm bread."

"Bring us two plates then," Elladan said, liking the way the bodice was tight around her ribs but permitted her lovely bosom room to breath beneath the soft white blouse. He fancied pulling it down with his teeth. When she returned, he couldn't help but notice there was more cleavage to be seen. When he let his eyes travel up to hers, she was staring at him. Lovely.

Dipping his bread in the meat drippings, Elrohir said," She already has you bedded."

"One can hope," Elladan said and followed his brother's lead. "Not bad."

After their supper, the brothers sat with their backs against the wall and watched the comings and goings around them. Occassionally someone who knew either them or someone who knew someone who knew them stopped by to say greetings. All the while the serving wench kept stopping by to see if they needed anything.

Finally as the evening grew late. when she stopped by and asked if they needed anything, Elrohir replied, "You." She couldn't have blushed any deeper as she looked from one brother to the other.

"Both of you?" she whispered passionately.

"Do you have a problem with that?" Elladan asked, a little surprised that Elrohir had now warmed to the idea of sharing the girl, something they had done quite a bit in their youth but not so much now that they were older.

"Oh, no, my Lord," she gasped.

Neither Elrohir nor Elladan thought to get the young lovely's name and by the time they got her back to Elladan's room, no one really cared. She was too enthralled to be in the king's great hall to mind what they called her, and since much of what they were saying to each other was not Westorian, she didn't care about that either. All she knew was how beautiful their voices were; how beautiful they were.

Elladan gently lifted her chin and kissed her, and when her lips parted, he caressed the soft depths of her mouth with his tongue. Her tongue met his and sought entrance into his mouth. The girl was not shy and probably not a virgin.

Elrohir slipped up behind her and cupped her breasts. She moaned wantonly when he lowered the top of her blouse and exposed her breasts to his brother's hungry eyes, his fingers teasing her nipples until she writhed with desire, trapped between the two beautiful males.

Elladan unlaced her bodice and watched as the dress slipped slowly down her ripe body. Taking her by the hand, they led her to the bed, one on either side of her and had her join them. There was so much wickedness in what they were doing that it was almost funny. This was what young males did, not what seasoned orc hunters did.

Elrohir was particularly enjoying himself. Pulling off his boots, he decided the young wench needed something to remember in her old age. Without telling his brother what he was up to, he slipped up behind Elladan and embraced him. The girls eyes got as big as saucers.

"What are you doing?" Elladan asked curiously, finding his head on his brother's shoulder.

"Getting you laid," Elrohir replied, his eyes on the very interested girl. "Do you like him?" he asked her. She nodded her head as Elrohir's hands caressed his brother's throat. "Remove his tunic then." The girl's hands were trembling as she found the ties that held Elladan's tunic closed. It slipped open exposing skin as fine and pale as her own. "Taste him." She leaned over and took one pale nipple in her mouth and lightly chewed on it. Elladan arched his back into the exquisite sensation. He really was horny now, as was Elrohir who was enjoying the view. "Stretch your legs out, brother. Now help him off with his leggings."

"Are you going to join us?" Elladan breathlessly asked Elrohir.

"In time. In time."

The girl removed Elladan's leggings and then paused to get a good look at him. He was even beautiful down there. Without any prompting, she mounted him and felt him slide so deep he hit her womb. It was delicious. The other brother quickly threw off his clothes and got behind her.

"Have you ever been taken from the......rear?" he asked curiously.

"Oh, yes, my Lord," she panted and leaned over Elladan. Elrohir smiled. She wouldn't need a lot of preparation, just your basic courteous lubrication. Thank Eru for whores with tight asses. He and Elladan found their rhythm and treated the girl to the fuck of her life. She moaned and panted and came with just enough volume to be heard at least past the bedroom door, they were sure. Pay Glorfindel back for all his young widows. But the absolute truth came when the two brothers found their moments of perfection gazing into each others eyes. The implosion of the flesh, the sweetest pain imaginably reflected in the other's eyes.
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Therra knew she ought not to be wandering around the great hall, but after a night with the twins, she thought she was lucky to be walking at all. Finding an archway leading outside, she followed the path and suddenly found herself in the company of three elves sitting on the lawn working with their bows and swords. They looked up at her as she looked down at them. They were gorgeous in a more woodsy way than the twins.

"Hi," she said and raised her hand.

One of them, a slow smile pulling across his face, raised his hand and replied, "Hi."
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Glorfindel entered the room and smiled at Tiger who was sound asleep lying beside Haldir. She was curled up against him, one arm over his body. "Tiger," he gently called to her, not wanting to startle her.

She opened her eyes, blinked a couple of times as she tried to remember where she was, then raising her head, she smiled at Glorfindel.

"Good morning, sweetness," he said and stood over the bed. "Let's wake him up now."

Tiger sat up on her knees and whispered the words into his ear that would remove her spell. She then sat back and waited as he awoke from the magical slumber. A hiss escaped his lips, and he gently felt his arm. He was still hurting but not quite as bad. But then he saw Tiger leaning over him and smiled. He hadn't been dreaming after all, she was really there.

Touching her face in awe, seeing only love in her eyes, he said, "I missed you."