Knocking At Heaven's Door

Title: Knocking At Heaven's Door
Author: Emmess
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Everything I can think of without being overly gross and offensive.
Pairings: Almost every Elf in Arda
Disclaimer: I do not own anything even remotely associated with Tolkien's universe, and actually…very little of anything else.
Summery: Ever wonder what happens to fanfic writers after they die? Would heaven be heaven without Elves and sex? Um…no. No, it wouldn't.

Chapter Four
Under the Spreading Mallorn Tree…


Orophin was a most solicitous escort, keeping my hand tucked securely in the crook of his arm as we made our way through the forest of towering mallorn trees, heading for Caras Galadhon where my welcoming dinner was to be held. He chatted about life in Heaven, and asked questions about my life before I died. We were still deep in the forest when I spotted a familiar figure leaning against one of the trees, watching our approach.

Rumil looked stunning, dressed in a soft blue tunic and black leggings which hugged the contours of his slim, muscular build. His silver hair hung loose, but for two tiny braids on either side of his head, placed just above his ears.

"Rumil, brother…good to see you," Orophin smiled as we approached.

"Orophin. Milady…" Rumil took my free hand and brushed his lips against the back of my knuckles. His eyes never left my face, a small smile playing about his full lips. Lordy, but I could get used to these Elves in a hurry.

A shadow falling over me from behind was the only way I knew someone else had joined us. Rumil's eyes traveled to a spot somewhere over my head, as his smile broadened. A deep, baritone voice, smooth as cream, the kind of voice that tickles you deep in your belly like a bass drum, whispered in my ear. I shivered as I felt soft lips brush my earlobe when he spoke.

"I've been waiting to meet you. I would have come for you myself, but it was felt that Orophin would have been less…overwhelming."

I turned, my breath catching in my throat as I beheld the Elf who had spoken. He was somewhat taller than either of the two brothers, and slightly broader in the shoulders as well. The fabric of his dove gray jerkin stretched tightly across the expanse of his chest, tapering down to a narrow waist. Slim hips and long, muscular legs encased in leggings that matched his tunic perfectly, ended in tall, black leather boots that reached nearly to his knees. Hair the same pale color and texture as Orophin's and Rumil's fell halfway down his back, held back by warrior knots on either side of his head. His features where strong, his expression haughty, and there could be no doubt as to who this new Elf was.

Haldir.

The three Elves looked at each other over my head, and I knew right then and there that something was afoot. It occurred to me that I might need to be a bit more careful in my thoughts, since it appeared that they would jump on every idea that crossed my mind. And a real doozy had just made that perverted journey.

I turned back to Orophin, hoping to distract him by taking his arm and starting to walk again. "I believe we have a dinner to attend?" I asked, tugging on his arm. He didn't budge. Not an inch. He just grinned at me, cocking his eyebrow.

I felt two strong hands grip my shoulders, as that same deep voice whispered sternly, "They'll wait."

Deliberately, I tried to broadcast a mental image of the four of us continuing on to the party. The Elves laughed, shaking their silver maned heads.

"Good try. Not going to work, but it was a good try," Rumil chuckled.

"It only works when it's something you really want. You don't really want to continue on - not just yet," Orophin smiled. "But we know what you do want…"

"C'mon…it was just a passing thought! If you guys pounce on every little idea that passes through my head, we'll never get anywhere!" I protested, trying to look stern and failing miserably.

I felt those strong hands, which had not left my shoulders, pull me backwards, so that I was leaning flush against Haldir's hard body. I gulped at the feel of the hard, hot bulge that was now pressing into my backside.

"You're going to ruin my dress…It'll get all dirty…I'll get all dirty…you'll get all dirty…" my voice trailed off as Haldir began kissing my neck.

"Shhh…" he whispered against the flesh of my neck, "This is just going to be an appetizer for later…to give you something to think about."

I was in trouble with a capital "T" and that rhymes with "E" and that stands for "Elves."

Haldir pulled me down with him as he sat with his back against a tree trunk, settling me in front of him between his legs. His sinewy arms wrapped around my middle, effectively securing me in place. I though briefly that if I had to be secured anywhere, this was a pretty damn fine choice of bonds.

Orophin and Rumil stood about ten feet away from where we sat. Turning to look at each other, they grinned, glanced back at me, then back at each other. Turning their backs to Haldir and me, they glanced teasingly at us over their shoulders.

I felt Haldir's breath against the back of my neck as he sighed. "Will you two hurry up? We don't have forever, you know. Well, we do have forever, actually, but I have plans for her for later tonight."

I shivered wondering what those plans might be.

"Oh, no you don't…it's a surprise…" Haldir chuckled. He waved a hand at his brothers, addressing them more sternly, "Let's go…let's go. Get a move on, before I lose my patience."

Orophin and Rumil rolled their eyes at their brother. "You can't rush genius, big brother," Rumil said, elbowing Orophin. Orophin snorted, elbowing Rumil back.

"For the love of Eru, JUST DO IT!" Haldir bellowed, finally losing his aforementioned temper. I cringed at the volume of his voice so close to my ear.

"Thank you…I hope everyone at the party knows sign language, because you've just made me deaf in my left ear."

Haldir's only reply was to take my left earlobe into his warm mouth, sucking gently.

I decided being made deaf by this particular Elf might not be such a bad thing.

Rumil and Orophin stopped elbowing each other, although they were still smirking. With one final glance at me over their shoulders, those small knowing smiles on their lips, they turned to face away.

I could see their hands moving somewhere in the vicinity of their waistlines. In perfect tandem, their arms outstretched to their sides as they dropped their belts to the forest floor.

Again, they peeked at me over their shoulders, smiling. A moment later, their tunics slid over their shoulders, to be dropped casually on top of their belts.

Haldir's lips had moved from my earlobe back down to my neck. Nibbling and gently sucking, he was distracting me from the floorshow. Reading my thoughts, he sighed again, stopped, and rested his chin on my shoulder.
Silken undershirts joined the tunic on the floor next to Rumil and Orophin. Boots were kicked off, and nudged off to the sides.

Oh, boy…we were getting to the good parts.

Their hips wiggled in unison, firm buttocks moving under the material of their leggings, as the brothers deftly untied the laces of their breeches. With one final glance over their shoulders, they stepped out of their leggings, dropping them on the pile of clothing on the forest floor.

Gads, they were gorgeous.

I heard Haldir snort slightly as the thought ran through my head, as if to tell me that his brothers were no great shakes next to what awaited me later that evening.

Wow…he really WAS arrogant.

I glanced at him, narrowing my eyes and smacked him on the leg, shushing him. Returning my attention to Orophin and Rumil, I found that they were doing something interesting with their hands. I couldn't see what they were doing since their backs were still to me, but judging from the position of their hands, and the way their butt cheeks were clenching, I had a pretty good idea.

A bare moment later, they turned to face each other, their hard pulsing erections touching at the tips, bobbing gently against each other. Leaning forward, their pink tongues darted from between their lips to taste each other, and once again, I forgot to breathe.

Reaching for each other, they began to stroke one another's organs in long, slow movements. I felt Haldir's lips go back to my neck, his breath warm on my throat. I couldn't help but start to wiggle, as I was physically assaulted by his lips, and visually assaulted by the scene unfolding before me.

Rumil and Orophin broke their kiss, leaning in to suckle at each other's necks, while their free hands cupped each other's rears, kneading their cheeks with strong fingers. I could see them each slip a finger between the cracks of their cheeks; hear them moan softly. Their members grew slick as they slid their fingers from the roots to the tips, their motions faster now.

Haldir's hands left my waist, one traveling up to cup a breast, teasing the nipple through the fabric of my dress, while the other traveled south to rub enticingly at the heat between my legs. I groaned, throwing my head back against his shoulder. I could feel him smile against my neck, and knew he was enjoying making me suffer.

Arrogant…didn't I tell you he was arrogant?

My attention was caught again by Rumil and Orophin, who were moaning louder now. They stepped apart from each other, each Elf now pulling at his own organ furiously. Loud groans and clenched buttocks heralded their orgasms, as they stroked themselves madly, eyes screwed shut, heads thrown back. Spurts of silver seed erupted from both, joining in an arc between them.

They came together panting, seeking the warmth of each other's tongues in a soft kiss. Without another word, they silently dressed. Haldir pulled me up as he stood, turning me to face him. I was panting pretty heavily myself, and didn't resist him as his mouth plundered mine. I threw my arms around his neck, burying my hands in his hair.

He pulled away, chuckling at the state I had been left in. Taking my arm, he began to lead me away through the forest, Rumil and Orophin trailing just behind us.

"Hold it…hold it…" I said, planting my feet and refusing to move another inch. "You can read my mind…what am I thinking now, and why aren't you doing it?"

"Oh, no…I told you this was just the appetizer. The main course isn't until later," Haldir grinned, pulling at my arm.

"I really don't want to wait until later."

"It'll be worth it…trust us," Rumil said, still adjusting his belt.

"But…"

"No buts about it…well, actually, there probably will be lots of butts…among other things," Orophin laughed.

The three Elven brothers laughed, herding me along into Caras Galadhon.