Falling into Temptation

Title: DON’T HAVE ONE YET


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Title: Falling into Temptation:

Chapter/ Part: 3

 

Author:
Celebrian.

E-mail: Celebrian@datafull.com

Web page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Celebrianlotrsfanfiction

Pairing:
Elrohir/ Glorfindel & Elrond / Erestor.

Rating:
PG13

Summary:
Not a regular morning.

Disclaimer:
I don’t own them :o( But they all live in my mind.

Warnings: Angst?

Author’s
notes: According to elvish majority
standards. An elf reaches adulthood at the age of 50 our 21 equivalent. So in
this story Elrohir and Elladan are between 40 and 41 elvish years. This would
make them 17 in human standards.

Elvish
Translations: Pen-neth: Young one. //
Lirimaer: Lovely one.

// Meleth
Nîn: My love.

Feedback: Please, Please! I beg of you.

 

Special Thanks
to my wonderful betas Emerald and Elaine.

 

 

The sun was
starting to rise, its rays slowly
illuminating the room…

 

Elrond woke
as the elf still wrapped in his arms snuggled closer to him in his sleep. He
smiled at the comfortable sensation of Erestor´s warm body against his own, and
petting softly the locks of dark hair he bent softly to kiss him.

Another
smile was borne on his lips as an annoyed sound came out from his lover’s
appealing lips while shifting faintly in Elrond´s arms..

 

He loved
the elf in his arms… He would never allow somebody or something to take him
away from him… He would never put their relationship in danger again… Never… No
matter how great the cost may seem… Nor his duties to others…

 

********

 

“ I am
honoured My Lady… But it would not be fair to you, or your daughter if I take
her as my wife…” He had tried to reply…
“My heart already has an owner…”

 

“Will HE
give you heirs?…” Galadriel only smiled
at the discomfort of The Lord of Imladris, “You will
need heirs Elrond Peredhil, your children will play a great role in the future
of middle earth, and we can not afford to risk it…” The White Lady rounded on
her prey as quietly as the most experienced predator… She knew what she was
supposed to accomplish and she would not stop until she got it. “You are not allowed to change the future
the Valar have written for all of us, the consequences may be devastating… Some
will have to make sacrifices and among those significant peoples are you and my
daughter…”

 

“You
will doom your child to a loveless marriage?”

 

“Do you
not consider the cause worthy enough?”

 

“That is
not what I have asked.” With a penetrating look Elrond stared at Galadriel. “I
will never be able to love her. My heart it is not mine to offer anymore”&nbs 

“It is
written…She will have to understand …” quietly she answered.

 

*************

“You always
wake first…” The sleepy voice complained while stretching under the sheets.
Erestor shifted to look at Elrond. “What are you thinking?” aware of the pain
reflected in Elrond´s eyes.

 

“Nothing
important…” Elrond smiled trying to hide the bitterness his memories caused
him. “You slept well?”

 

“Yes. But
do not try to avoid my question…”

 

“Nothing
you should worry about Meleth Nîn…” The Lord of Imladris found the tress of
hair he was playing with quietly pulled away while Erestor sat to get a better
look at his lover. Elrond looked at him pleadingly, but he knew Erestor would
not stop till he knew the reason of his pain. “Only memories… Painful
memories.”

 

“You can
ease your heart with me…I prefer your worried expression to this one…”,
caressing Elrond´s cheek, Erestor smiled at him tenderly. “You seem hopeless…”

 

“No… I am
not hopeless, and never will be if you remain by my side…” cupping his lover’s
hand over his own cheek the Lord of Imladris murmured.

 

“Stop
thinking about that…” Knowing what particular memory was troubling his beloved,
Erestor kissed the worries loving and tenderly away. “It is the past…and I
thought I had proved to you that I can not live without you…”

 

“I am
sorry…”

 

“I do not
blame you for your decision anymore, Meleth Nîn. Why do you keep this internal
torture?”

 

“I took all
your rights away from you. Rights you deserved and I would like you to have.
You are the owner of my heart… you should be wearing that ring. Not her. I can
not … believe I…” Elrond hushed as strong arms folded him protectively.

 

“Shhh… I do
not need a ring… for I am sure of your heart and that is all that matters to
me. You LOVE me and that is all I need.”. Petting the troubled elf in his arms
soothingly. “I do know you love me…”

 

Elrond
leaned into the embrace, trying to forbid the tears forming in the corner of
his eyes. He had cried few times in his long life, but any time he remembered
how close he was from loosing the love of his life he could not hold them back.

 

 

Glorfindel
shifted, uncomfortable in his bed. This was the second day he could not counsel
sleep. He closed his eyes, replaying again and again last night’s events.

 

****************

“If you mention that another person sent
you to talk to me, you will make me believe that they are the only reason you
came …Was that your ONLY reason?…”

 

Elrohir had asked with the most sensual
and enthralling voice Glorfindel had ever heard. He could not discriminate if
it was the voice itself or his own feelings for the young elf speaking louder.

 

“…I…” trying to find a way out from his
answer Glorfindel looked up to see Galdor entering the room.

 

“I am sorry I was not aware that you were here…”

 

“Can we assist you with something, my
dear friend?” He had managed to say politely to the surprised, uncomfortable
elf.

 

“No. I was only cold and this is the
warmest room…but I will leave you to your business”

 

“No need for that. We were only discussing some small
problems…”

 

“Come joined us Galdor. The warmth of
fire is a very pleasant sensation after the cold temperature of the other
rooms. And as Glorfindel said we were not talking about anything of great importance.”

 

Glorfindel looked at Elrohir still
resting comfortably in his lap and then back to Galdor, who after a moment of
hesitation approached. He sat a few steps away from them. And at Elrohir´s request the Haven’s elf started
to re-tell his last journey to the undying lands.

 

The prince of Imladris did not move, he
remained in Glorfindel´s lap until the story ended, and then he retired to his
own chambers after claiming to be tired.

 

Galdor did not say a word about the
situation, but for his early reaction as he entered the room and saw the young
boy staring at his blond tutor with such intensity and his tutor’s response to
those loving green eyes. Glorfindel was more than positive that the messenger
from the west had noticed their feelings for each other.

 

*****************

 

How could
he let this happen? Why was he incapable of controlling his feelings? Elrohir was so young… and inexperienced, it
is normal he could not. But he.? How
could he lose his self control under the advances of an elfling?

 

Not wanting
to give these torturing ideas a second thought, Glorfindel jumped out of bed
and started his morning routine.

 

Maybe
Erestor could take his turn with the boys and he could go for a walk. To clear
his mind, or at least try.

 

 

Elrohir
woke, hearing a dull noise in his room.
Lifting his head to find its source, he sindiindir adding wood to the
almost extinguished fire. He let it
fall again to the pillow with a heavy sight.

 

“Good
morning Lindir…”

 

“Good
morning young Elrohir…” Lindir spoke
while adding the last pieces of wood to the fire. “How did you sleep?”

 

“Ah… well,
…I suppose…” Elrohir doubted.

 

“Some
distressing dream?” The older elf stood
next to the bed.

 

“No…”
Elrohir smiled at Lindir´s concerned expression. “No, I slept well.” He
assured. “Have you woken Elladan? Or is
he already awake?”

 

“Your
brother did not seem to have slept in his room. The bed is untouched, and the
fire dead.”

 

“Father is
going to kill him…”

 

“Your
father has not awoken yet.”

 

“Maybe I
can find him before father does, and grounds him for the rest of his
life…” Elrohir jumped from his bed, got
dressed quickly and stormed out of the room.

 

*******************

 

Elrohir
passed Glorfindel´s room down the corridor and wondered if Glorfindel would be
sleeping. The prince of Imladris smiled
at the attractive image of his own arms
wrapped safely around the blond sleeping elf. Sighting at the memory of the
previous night Elrohir felt he might have been wrapped around his beloved now
if not for the unfortunate interruption of Galdor.

 

Ah… How
much had he wanted to tell Galdor to leave. Or just remain silent, but he hated
to see Glorfindel so uncomfortable.
Besides, he would find a second chance.

 

 

*******************

Knocking
Elladan´s new sweetheart’s bedroom
door, he heard some hurried noises.

 

The door
opened and the young black haired elf appeared, his chest naked.

 

“Sorry to
interrupt but I need to find my brother.”

 

“He is not
here…”

 

“He is
not?” surprised Elrohir looked past the younger boy to find another in his bed,
but not his brother. “He found out?”

 

“We talked…
last night.”

 

Elrohir
left. He needed to find his brother.

 

* Elladan´s favourite places. Think
Elrohir. Where does he hide when he is upset? … The watch tower *

 

Going back the
way he came, Elrohir headed to the tower. He bumped into Erestor who was
leaving his father private chambers.

 

“Why the hurry
Pen neth?” Erestor said amused at his younger charge’s rush.

 

“I…” Elladan
was right, he was terrible when it come to inventing excuses. His dark haired tutor’s gaze was piercing
his for an answer. “I need to find Elladan…” Elrohir finally whispered quietly
so his father would not hear. “He argued
or something with his boyfriend, and Lindir told me he had not slept in his
room last night.”

 

“Have you
checked the tower? That seems to be his favourite hiding place.”

 

“I was heading
there…”

 

“I will help
you look for him if not not find him there.”

 

“Thankyou
Erestor.” Elrohir smiled at his tutor and suddenly wanted to ask him why was he
always so firm. He was good to him and Elladan, and Elrohir knew he loved them
as much as Glorfindel, Lindir or sometimes even like his father but he was
always so rigid. The only time Elrohir
remembered seeing him loosen up was one late night when he found him with his
father in the study. Theye tae talking sitting on the floor carpet next to the
fire. He was smiling broadly and listening to his father’s amusing story with
such a delight, as if he were listening to the most precious words he had ever
heard.

 

Elrohir
stopped his way to the tower turning on his heels to look suspiciously at
Erestor leaving his father’s chamber doors behind him.

 

Was Erestor
something more to his father than a friend and advisor?…Waking his father was
not the task you assign to a high counsellor… Suddenly Elrohir found himself
doubting of his father’s true relationship with his seneschal. Mixed feelings
formed in him heart, but shaking his head Elrohir pushed them away momentari He He needed to find Elladan.

 

**********************************************************************

Erestor
entered the dinning room where breakfast was going to be served this day and
any other until spring time, and approached
Glorfindel who was daydreaming in his own world, again.

 

“Good morning
Glorfindel.” Erestor said amused at his long time friend’s distraction, making
the blond elf snap quickly out of his wondering.

 

“Good morning
Erestor.”

 

“Should I
worry about your dreaminess? Or is it a passing condition?” He mussed at the blond eldar.

 

“I hope it is
passing…” Glorfindel smiled at his friend. “How did you sleep?” Erestor could
not restrain the twitch forming on the corner of his lips, barely preventing a
smile. “I see…”

 

“You?”

 

“I could not
find rest. Which reminds me… Could you take charge on my lessons with the
twins? I need to go for a walk.”

 

“It is no
problem. I have plenty of free time with this weather. But I am afraid the boys
would not be in condition for their classes today. Anyway I will try to keep
them busy. I will find some hard labours to distract them from their amorous
problems.”

 

“What
happened?” Glorfindel asked concerned. But not for Elrohir really, he seemed
alright the last time he saw him.

 

“It seems
Elladan broke up with his boyfriend last night.”

 

“Sometimes I
wish they had remained little. Do you remember how easy it was to make them
smile again after something had made them sad?”

 

“Yes…” Erestor
smiled sitting next to Glorfindel. “I remember…”

 

“Elrohir is
talking to Elladan?”

 

“He collided
with me when I was leaving Elrond´s room. He was heading to the tower. But
don’t worry I told him to tell me if he did not find his brother there” Erestor noticed the change of light in
Glorfindel´s eyes at the mention of the younger prince’s name. What was that?.
He would have to pay attention.

Erestor was
aware of the youngster’s feelings for his blond tutor but he had never noticed
that they might be returned.

 

“Good
morning.” Elrond said as he entered the room and sat on the head of the table
in his usual place. “They have not came down yet?”

 

“Elladan broke
up with his boyfriend last night, and Elrohir went to talk to him. But neither
of you is aware of it. ”

 

“Ah… Sometimes
I wish they had remained little…” The Lord of Imladris looked puzzled at his
friends as they broke out chuckling.

 

 

 

Elrohir
entered inaudibly the small room to find his twin brother sitting under a
closed window. He was crying, and from the appearance of his face he had been
crying for a long time.

Slowly Elrohir
sat next to him.

 

“You want to
talk?”

 

He asked, and
received a weak shake of Elladan´s head as the only response.

Elrohir´s arm
circled Elladan´s shoulders pulling him into a peaceful embrace. The sobbing figure snuggled on his shoulder
seeking desperately for his brother’s comfort.

 

“I was a
fool…” Elladan muttered after a long moment.

 

“You were not.
You were in love.” Petting his brother’s dark hair.

 

“I should have
not trusted him like I did. I should have known better…”

 

“If you had
not trusted him you would have not been able to love him. Those two things go
together. You can not love someone you do not trust.”

 

“Ai… Can you
spare me your logic now, Elrohir? Please? I am not in the mood.”

 

They remained
embraced silent in the tower for long time, the pale sunlight finally
illuminated every corner of the small room.

 

Erestor
entered the room to find Elladan resting in Elrohir´s lap. He noticed the trace
of tears in the pale flesh of his checks, but said nothing.

 

“Here you
are.”

 

Elladan sat
leaning on the wall. The last thing he needed was Erestor mad at them so early
in the morning.

 

“Are you two
planning to spend the rest of the day here or will you come down to take your
lessons?”

 

“I am sorry
Erestor. I held Elrohir here. Tell Glorfindel we will be in the library within
a few seconds ”

 

“Glorfindel
asked me to take his class this morning.”

 

“Why?”.
Elrohir exclaimed, unable to contain his anxiety. “Something happened?”

 

“He wanted
to go for a walk. Now hurry. I will be waiting for you in the Halls of Fire.”

 

“Sword
practice?!” Elladan asked exited.

 

“Yes…”Erestor
answer with a smile on his lips. Maybe it was not so hard to make them smile
after all. Even if it was only for a short period of time. Erestor moved away
from the doorway and let the twins pass before him and watched them walk ahead.


 

They were
so alike. Yet so different.

 

 

TBC…