Housebound

A/N- Hey there readers! I’ve been getting some nice reviews and e-mails on this fic and I wanted to say thanks a bunch for reading! But C’mon… 334 hits and 2 written reviews?!!? Review it and I will come. (that is how the line goes, isn’t it?)

Mary A~ Wow! Thank you for writing. I am such a fan of your work. I’ve read it all and follow closely. I have a teensy weensy crush on Thaladir, btw. : ) Glad you like the in-house muses. Actually, they undo more buttons than they do blocks, but who am I to complain?
Snowy~ Oh, yes. I will most definitely continue, rest assured. And as to your query about His Haughtiness, I personally do not muse with him, but I have worked with him on occasion. Shanastay and I co-wrote a fic titled Domination. It involves Ru, Leaf and Hal…with appearances by the Balrog Slayer himself. We have 4 very long, smut-filled chapters up and will post chapter 5 soon. READ IT! It will please me and satisfy your Hal fetish in one go! Perfect!

Chapter 3
Rose and Leaf untangled themselves from each other and stifled their giggles. Both peeked over the mattress at Rumil, watching his firm little ass squirm as he sought to create ample friction with the sheets.
Rose suddenly had a mischievous glint in her eyes and turned to Legolas with a grin. He grinned back and nodded. They climbed onto the mattress and started tickling Rumil’s feet. All at once, Rumil’s moans and grinds turned into shrieks and thrashes. Now Leaf and his mistress laughed out loud at Rumil’s distress. They both straddled his body, Legolas his shoulders and Rose his legs, and proceeded to tickle him all over. Held immobile by his lovers and his bonds, Ru struggled against the assault, laughing and shrieking in vain.
Following the tickles, Rumil felt caresses to sooth the overtaxed nerves in his skin. Legolas kneaded the tight shoulders and Rose eased the tension in their captive’s lower back. Slowly his tension eased and he once again began to relax. During the tickle attack Ru had nearly forgotten the painful erection he was lying on, but now, with the moment passed, the discomfort occupied his mind once more.
Rose backed off of Rumil’s thighs and knelt between them, reaching between his strong legs to gently hold the swollen, sac there. Rumil whimpered at the light touch and then wailed into the sheets when he felt her inquisitive lips and tongue on his sensitive globes. Rose let the suction pull first one, then the other into her soft, heated mouth, loving the feel of him between her lips. When she held the weight of him still against her tongue she could feel his rapid heartbeat in the thick blue vein just beneath his skin.
Taking note of Rumil’s renewed struggle, Legolas caught Rose’s eyes and crooked one finger at her and mouthed “come here”. Rose immediately understood his intention and untied Rumil’s ankles as Legolas untied his wrists.
Rumil was so relieved. He sat up and launched himself into Rose’s arms and kissed her nearly senseless. Once she got over the shock and Rumil had moved on to devour her neck, she laughed. Rumil felt strong arms circle his waist and pull him off the amused woman. Rose and Legolas turned Ru so he was face up and with his ankles in the wrist restraints and vice versa. Then, Rose placed a pillow under his head so he was looking at the headboard.
Legolas was sitting with his back against the headboard and his legs spread and over Rumil’s bound legs, his thighs over Ru’s shins. Looking at Legolas, Rose straddled the warden’s shoulders, leaned her hands on his chest and ordered him to earn his release. Rumil reached into her slippery warmth with his tongue and tasted her. He savored and relished her unique essence, letting his tongue do what his member was currently denied.
Always at times like this Rumil wished that he could somehow be inside Rose and taste her all at once. Both sensations seemed better than the other, taste and touch. He longed to drown in her sweetness while being wrapped in her snug heat. If he had to work to pacify his offense, then he would do it well. Ru heard her moan his name and he redoubled his efforts, delighting in every sound she made because of his ministrations.
Just before he was to begin sucking on her swollen lips, Rose leaned over to rub her breasts across his abdomen and she crawled down his body, giving his engorged head a gentle suck as her mouth passed by, setting it free with a wet *pop*. Breasts, belly, hips; all brushed his weeping cock tantalizingly slow as she slid across his flesh. Rumil held his breath, waiting to be sheathed within her, but then she was gone. He blinked open his eyes to see Rose’s round bottom raised between his spread thighs, and past it, Legolas in bliss, obviously receiving the oral talents of their lady.
Then Legolas drew Rose into his arms indulging himself in a thorough, luxurious kiss. His fingers weaving into the damp, ropey strands of her hair, his thumbs brushing her earlobes; their breathing slowed as they gave themselves over to the gentle desire of longtime lovers. When Rose’s eyes turned foggy with passion he turned her to face the tied warden. He spread her legs open for Rumil’s viewing and lifted her up under her full breasts with an arm twined around her waist, grinning at Ru from around her back. Having been in the other position on more than one occasion, Legolas knew it was a lovely view and he smirked at Rumil’s gaze of unveiled want.
Leaf nipped at his lady’s ears and nibbled on her shoulders, whispering broken English into the flushed velvet of her skin. Rose licked one of her fingers and reached between her thighs to ease her need and, more importantly, to tease Rumil. Leaf trailed his free hand across her oiled nipples and down her stomach to join her hand at her slick entrance. She attempted to buck her hips and impale herself on his thick fingers, but he just chuckled and placed his hand back on her waist. Her head fell back and she keened in impatience and Legolas kissed her cheek soothingly.
“Damnit! Inside me. Now!” Rose pleaded.
“Yes.” He breathed against her neck. She continued to rub her clit as Legolas smiled and lowered her onto his straining cock. All three of the bed’s occupants froze all movement and moaned in unison.
Whenever Rose held him within her body, she felt incorporeal. The earthly plane rarely existed when she was making love to her elves, but Legolas especially made her senses swim. Like a sumptuous brush of cashmere inside her head, her mind felt blurred, yet sublime. Her spine bowed out from the pleasure until nothing but her hips and shoulders touched Leaf’s flesh. He held on tighter to keep her balanced upon his reclining form. Satisfied that she would not fall forward, he ran his hands along the inside of her arms, drawing them up and above her to clasp behind his neck. Then Rose felt his large, warm hands replacing hers on her sensitive nub.
“Oh, Gods!” Rose whispered in a futile attempt to control her breathing. She would not rush this joining as she had the last. This was not only for their shared pleasure, but for Rumil’s punishment. After a few moments, Rose glanced at Rumil and grinned into his pleading eyes.
Rumil saw his woman gently glowing in the candle and firelight and the sweet-scented oil spiced with her unique flavor that he yearned to taste. Her hair still damp and gently curling from the heat her body produced and spread open to his gaze, stretched to her limit with Leaf’s member, she looked like a golden gleaming goddess. A goddess too far away to be tangible, as if he was unworthy to feel the silken flesh, taste the honeyed mouth, breathe the intoxication of her hair.
He was erect and throbbing to such a painful degree that he could not prevent a few tears from escaping his eyes. They trailed his cheekbones, tumbled over his pointed ears and spread into the pillowcase. At this, Rose took pity on him and leaned over to brace her elbows and forearms beneath her.
The next sensation Rumil knew was a soft, hot mouth embracing his cock lovingly. He opened his eyes to see Rose cradling him between her full, rosy lips. Legolas was on all fours curved around her, his chest and abdomen pressed snugly against her back, tenderly plunging himself into Rose’s channel. He pressed humid, open-mouthed kisses to her spine and shoulder blades and glanced up into Rumil’s eyes. The two males shared a grin, taking a moment to wonder at their amazing fortune.
The three lovers became one animal, as they had so many times before, moving as separate extensions of a singular being. Like a wave of motion; a thrust causing the spine to flex which elicts a groan from the mouth in response to a swirling tongue. When they joined like this, the chain of consciousness connected them to each feeling, each pang of joy, every quivering nerve. None truly could discern which emotion or sensation belonged to whom.
Just then Rose began to simultaneously grind on Legolas’ shaft and suck firmly on Rumil’s. She was nearing her climax and fully intended to take both of them with her. She purposely clamped her inner muscles around the swelled rod within her and delighted in the answering grunt and erratic thrusts. Rumil cried out when Rose tightened her lips and sucked him while sliding up from wide base to engorged head and back.
Legolas placed his hands on Rumil’s thighs to be able to better split Rose on his ramming shaft. The movements came faster, harder. Rose plunged Rumil’s cock completely down her throat and swallowed to create the pressure that would make him release his thick seed. Her muffled screams from Legolas’ reaming thrusts vibrated down to Ru’s testicles and he shouted his pleasure as quickly as he could draw breath. Then, he came.
Oh, the hot sweetness, cascading along her tongue! Rose sucked more fervently than before, extracting all he could give. Leaf, still curled around her, squeezed his eyes shut tight, concentrating on her silken skin, her drenched channel, her clenching muscles, her sweet voice ordering him to fuck her harder. He panted against her oiled skin, savoring the sweet myrrh and fucked her fiercely until every single stab of his cock made her shout in her mindless bliss. It was during this unbridled fury that Rose’s sodden passage clamped around him and didn’t let go. They both yelled in release and triumph. Shaking unsteadily, Rose could no longer hold both their weights on her forearms and she collapsed, continuing to come.
Perhaps moments or many minutes passed before anyone uttered a sound. Rumil moaned a sigh towards the ceiling and stretched against his restraints.
“You make a blur of my senses.” Leaf panted into Rose’s damp neck. That made her smile. The prince’s turn of phrase always did; ceaselessly unusual and romantic. She lifted her head and placed a chaste kiss on Ru’s spent member.
For some unexplained reason, she suddenly imagined the voice of her uptight old college literature professor asking crossly “How can anyone place a chaste anything on one’s genetalia?” That thought made her begin to laugh uproariously. She was howling and snorting just picturing the look on the old bag’s face! Rose soon found this difficult with the prince still regaining his strength on top of her, but it did nothing to lessen her spontaneous mirth.
Both elves stared at her as if she had sprung another head. That just made her laugh even harder! Between gasps and wiping tears away, she opened her mind to them so they would be clued in. First Rumil began to giggle, then Legolas cracked a grin, then all three of them were laughing so hard it was a struggle to get enough oxygen.
Finally, Leaf pulled away from Rose’s body and sat back on his heels.
“Has Rumil behaved himself sufficiently to earn his freedom?” He asked.
Rose raised her eyes to the warden’s and pretended to seriously think about it. The panicked glance that crossed Rumil’s face was enough to send her into another torrent of giggles. She got herself under control and asked Legolas to untie Ru’s ankles while she released his wrists.
Finally free, Rumil grabbed a hold of both of them, knocking them onto their backs. First he kissed Legolas, sweet and slow, running his large hands down the prince’s arms and wrists to twine with his fingers. Then he turned to Rose and brushed his lips along her jaw to her ear where his whispered his sincere apology for forgetting to close the bedroom door that morning.
“Oh, love, you were forgiven hours ago. If not for the door, we would have found some other reason to tie you up.” she grinned. “You just squirm so adorably!” Rose held his face and kissed her freed lover, rolling onto her back and pulling him with her.
They tangled themselves together on the king-sized bed and watched the snow fall through the bay window. They lay there for some time talking, touching, laughing and lounging (with only a brief break to feed Sabine, who’d been screaming bloody murder in the hallway).
Not long after, with a satisfied grin on her face and her head gently rising and falling with Ru’s breathing, Rose fell into a dream-filled sleep, innumerable fic ideas running through her mind.

(A/N: 4/17/05 More is coming, I promise! I've been having problems with my Word program. Chapter 4 within the week!)