Slut Twins of Imaldris

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Title: Cold Heart
Author: Ninon and Cally
Disclaimer: Well if they where ours
you definately would have seen this in the movie
Distribution: Ask and ye shall
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Series: Slut Twins of Imaldris
          
-The Tournament
          
-The Prize
          
-His Desk
          
-Cold Heart
 
 
 
 
Spotting Erestor cross the courtyard, Elladan and Elrohir watched him casually as they repaired saddle bags torn during their last hunting trip. "Wonder where he's going?" Elladan asked as he cut away ragged bits of leather.

Elrohir shrugged, threading the strong needle, glancing up at Erestor's retreating figure. "The store rooms are over there, perhaps he's checking inventory?"

"He never stops. Always checking this, doing that, it makes you wonder if he has any time left for himself," Elladan speculated. As long as they'd know him, their old tutor was still a mystery to them.

"I've never seen him exhibit any emotions," Elrohir said softly, "Except . . . except when Glorfindel is about. There is always that spark in his eyes when he sees Glorfindel."

"You're right. I think Glorfindel feels the same, yet you never see them together or even talking much beyond Ada's business." Elladan winced as the needle he was using suddenly slipped thorough soft leather and stuck him, "You think they might have been together before and quarreled, that's why they don't talk now?"

"Perhaps," Elrohir murmured, moving to rest his cheek on Elladan's shoulder. "But in accordance to their feelings they would have forgiven the other a long while ago. There is never anger in their gaze . . . well save those times when Erestor sees him seducing another elf. And those times Glorfindel notices others taking far too much interest in Erestor. If looks could kill, everyone who stared at Erestor would be in Mandos now."

Laughing, Elladan agreed. "From what I've seen, a good part of Imladris and Lorien as well would be sitting in those dark halls. Everyone wants to see if they can heat up that frosty exterior. But no one has ever succeeded," he mused thoughtfully, a smirk slowly unfurling on his lips. "Perhaps . . . perhaps we could try?"

"H'mm," Elladan thought with a wicked smile. "He already likes us, plus we've always known how to get around him. And Glorfindel can't kill *us*," he laughed, visions of Erestor melting in their grasp already playing in his mind.

Laughing softly, Elrohir scooted a little closer, his hand sliding up his brother's thigh, "So we are agreed, my love?" He purred softly, "you will go along with my request?"

"Yes, but how? Once he gets busy, it's hard to distract him for long."

Grinning wickedly, Elrohir abandoned his packs, and climbing to his feet he pulled his beloved twin after him. "Come with me, I have an idea." The grin remaining firmly fixed on his features, Elrohir tugged his twin along as he ran into the woods close to the store houses, but hidden from view.

Once they were out of sight, Elladan pulled his twin close for a hard kiss. "What do you have planned, brother mine? Other than getting into my pants as soon as possible," he teased as he kneaded Elrohir's ass.

Elrohir laughed huskily, pressing his hips flush against his brother's, letting his twin feel the pulsing flesh inside his leggings. "You'll find out soon enough, beloved." Sliding the leggings down, just below his ass, he forced his brother - albeit playfully - onto his hands and knees before coming to kneel behind him. "Just relax, my slut, and let me do all the work."

"And I get to enjoy," Elladan smirked as he wriggled his ass in anticipation. "Do you have anything?"

Lowering his head, Elrohir deliberately sank his teeth into Elladan's flank. "When have I not been prepared?" he retorted, standing to slide off his clothes. Baring his body completely to the cool breeze before retrieving his oil.

"Well, you weren't prepared when that boar attacked," Elladan needled. "If it wasn't for me, your saddle bag wouldn't be the only thing full of holes."

"If you don't shut up, *I'm* going to tear *you* a new hole," he threatened, slicking his rigid shaft, before shoving two fingers deep inside the already stretched opening.

"Ahh," Elladan moaned at the touch. "If a new one could feel like this, maybe I wouldn't mind at all," he teased.

Mumbling softly about his brother's sassy attitude, Elrohir pulled his fingers free, and gripping his twin's legging clad thighs, he slowly started to work inside the tight entrance.

At the same time, Elladan pushed back, surrounding his brother in the tightest of embraces. "Make it long and slow, brother. I'm in a lazy mood today."

Chuckling, Elrohir lowered his head, licking away the sweat beading on his brother's spine. Long and slow was exactly what he had in mind, after all, he had to give Erestor time to stumble upon their love-making.

Instinctively they slipped into matched rhythm, slowing driving each other farther along the path to pure delight. Falling leaves stuck to Elladan's arms as he moaned and twisted beneath those expert hands.

Pushing Elladan's tunic up, Elrohir nibbled along his twin's back, leaving a path of bite marks in his wake as his hips moved. Continuing to torment both with soft thrusts when all he really wanted was to pound inside his brother's delicious heat.

"Are you planning to show off?" Elladan asked as he looked back at his naked twin.

"Nay my beloved, I am planning to torment you." Chuckling darkly, he wrapped his hand around the base of Elladan's dripping erection. His hand tightening reflexively as he heart footsteps coming closer and knowing it was Erestor, he upped the sound of his moans.

Moments later, Erestor rounded the corner and stopped cold. He'd thought those moans were from someone injured, in need of help. Instead, he'd come upon this. His former charges writhing away like two animals in heat.

Closing his eyes against the wish to see Erestor's face, Elrohir sank his teeth into his brother's back, his slender hips starting to pump harder, faster inside his twin's sweet body. Crying out, Elladan arched back, screwing his body on his twin's cock, feeling drops of blood leak into Elrohir's mouth.

For a long time Erestor'd suspected they were up to such, neither ever hid their feelings around him. But he'd never expected to be confronted so blatantly with their passion.

"Elbereth," Elrohir whispered softly, feeling his climax starting to build inside his body though he ruthlessly pushed it down. Starting to slam inside his twin, almost punishing his body for making it feel so good.

They didn't seem to notice him and Erestor slowly found himself fascinated by their total abandon, their complete pleasure in the moment. Sometimes he wished he could have the same, but it was not meant to be.

Gasping and writhing above his brother, Elrohir started to pump his brother's shaft, milking his twin's orgasm until Elladan shuddered and gave in. Creamy fluid filling his hand, pushing him to rear back, filling his twin's spasming body with seed.

Erestor remained silent as the scene in front of him unfolded. The boys were quite nice looking, especially Elrohir, his torso glistening with sweat, and their pleasure in each other was warming him as well. Even as a youngster, he'd always been an observer, not a doer, and this sight was irresistible. As they parried back and forth, he felt the familiar stirrings in his loins and reaching down, he absently began to stroke himself.

Gasping softly, Elladan slowly lowered his body to the soft carpet of leaves, his clothes tangled about his form as Elrohir snuggled against his back. Smiling happily in sated bliss, Elrohir turned grey eyes towards his former tutor. "Would you like some help?"

Startled, Erestor quickly withdrew his hand and stood stiffly. "I heard moaning and thought someone might be injured," he explained, flustered at being caught pleasuring himself.

Slowly pulling out of his twin, Elrohir crawled towards the dark haired beauty, his skin gleaming with sweat as muscles rippled through his body. Stopping only when he was able to kneel before his father's advisor, repeating in a sultry voice. "Would you like some help?"

"Counting the new shipment of hides? I believe I can manage alone, but thank you for the offer," Erestor answered, his composure fraying by the second.

"That wasn't what I meant," Elrohir breathed huskily, his tongue snaking out to lick his lips, his fingers starting to dance up Erestor's thighs.

"I need to get back, your father wants the inventory this afternoon," Erestor said as he swallowed. He couldn't let his body betray him again.

"It's not yet afternoon," Elrohir pointed out breathily, sliding his hand over the bulge in Erestor's leggings, meeting the eldar's gaze with pleading eyes.

At that, all chance of denial was lost as Erestor's cock reacted to the touch. But Erestor steeled himself, he wouldn't allow himself to give in to his baser instincts.

Leaning up, Elrohir let made a soft sigh, nuzzling the advisor's cock gently as he started to undo the loosely tied laces.

"I can't, you can't," Erestor rasped as those hot fingers encircled his aching shaft. Teasing it, caressing it, driving it to full attention.

"But I am, you are, *we* are," Elrohir stated softly, holding Erestor's arousal with nimble fingers as he lowered his head, lapping away the pearly beads of precum."

As those hot lips engulfed him, Erestor finally lost all control and began moaning. It had been so long since he'd had someone do this, he'd forgotten how incredibly good it felt. Lost in the moment, he kept his eyes closed lest they see the blatant need in them.

Hands sliding over Erestor's body, he explored the smooth flesh over Erestor's lower back before slowly easing his leggings down, stroking over the firm ass and strong thighs.

Reflexively, the adviser reached for Elrohir's head and twisted his fingers in the dark hair as it moved back and forth. Somehow Elrohir was reading his mind, doing everything his body had craved for so long.

Purring softly, Elrohir slowly turned his head from side to side, heightening the pleasure, wishing to give Erestor as much as he could.

As he felt his orgasm coming, Erestor tried to push Elrohir's head away, not wanting to force him to deal with the inevitable result. That would be asking entirely too much.

Tightening his hold on Erestor's hips, Elrohir started to hum, overloading Erestor with pleasure, eagerly swallowing the release when the advisor came.

His body shaking, Erestor bucked into Elrohir's mouth and let out a low grunt that would surprise anyone who knew the coldly efficient adviser.

Moaning softly, Elrohir leaned back, turning to face his twin with pursed lips. Grinning wickedly, Elladan hurriedly fixed his clothes, soon kneeling beside his twin, crushing their lips together to share in the salty/sweet taste.

"You taste good . . . next time, it's my turn," Elladan smirked as he ran his fingers along Erestor's wilting cock, letting him know he had another admirer ready to serve.

Elrohir laughed softly, biting Elladan's ear gently. "I'll fight you for him."

Aghast and titillated at the same time, Erestor quickly closed his gaping leggings. "There won't be a next time. This was just . . . just a moment of weakness on my part. It shan't happen again."

"Yes it will," Elrohir said softly turning soft grey eyes on the eldar. "We want you and you want us. You cannot fight against desire when we will push you to give in."

"Yes, I will," Erestor insisted. Then with a final adjustment to his clothes, he walked back to the storehouse, away from those brazen tempters with those soft lips.

Turning, Elrohir pressed a soft kiss to his brother's lips before moving to dress. "We will have him again Ella, we only need a plan."


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Speeding down the dimly lit hallway of the wing where their father's staff had suites, Elrohir bit his lip tightly to keep the giggles stifled. Stopping in front of Erestor's door, he eased it open, then silently stepped inside and motioned his twin to follow. They had waited hours past sunset snuggled up in bed together, cuddling as they decided what they where going to do. 

Finally, they settled on a half-baked plan. They could tell Erestor had enjoyed watching them as they shared their lust. The advisor had gotten cold, distant when he realized that they'd seen let go of his hold on his emotions, but he *had* heated under Elrohir's grasp. So they had decided if Erestor liked to watch . . . then they'd do just that. And afterwards, make him burn again.

Speeding down the dimly lit hallway of the wing where their father's staff had suites, they stifled 
their snickers only when Elrohir turned the knob to their tutor's door and silently pushed it open. In the darkness, they could see him sound asleep, sheet haphazardly pushed down, his black hair strewn across the pillows. Turning to smile at his partner in crime, Elladan lead them into the room. If they were very, very careful, they could be in his bed before he knew what was happening.

Standing beside the bed, Elrohir slowly started to undress, folding his clothes and laying them silently on a nearby chair. Elladan smiled and came up behind his twin, pressing a kiss to the bare shoulder before watching his twin carefully climb into the bed. Biting back a soft moan as Elrohir parted his legs, revealing his gaping entrance, oil leaking slowly from prepprepared hole, Elladan slowly climbed into the bed covering his twin's body with his own, silently pushing inside his twin.

At the movement, Erestor's eyes flew open. Sitting up, he threw back the sheets to expose his old charges, repeating this afternoon's activities. "How dare you? This is *my* room, not some place for you to indulge your petty lusts."

Elladan simply ignored the advisor, his hips moving slow and steady inside his twin's form. His head bowed as he pressed languid kisses to Elrohir's chest, taking a soft nipple inside his mouth.
Elrohir gasped in pleasure, arching to press his chest into Elladan's mouth, his eyes fluttering open, grey orbs glazed with pleasure, to meet Erestor's outraged eyes.

"You may watch if you like, but we like it here and we're not leaving till we're done," Elladan answered in a low voice laced with innuendo and sex. For all his outrage though, Erestor had not jumped out of the bed. Nor had he quit looking at them for a moment.

Groaning in delight, Elrohir hooked his legs higher up around Elladan's waist giving Erestor a clear view of his twin's cock disappearing inside his passageway.

"Tell me what it feels like, brother. Tell me how you want my big cock buried deep inside you," Elladan ordered with a smirk, knowing hearing such would inflame Erestor even more.

"Oh Elbereth, Ella" he gasped softly, sliding his hands down to grip Elladan's ass, forcing him to push in faster. "So good . . . only you Ella, only you could ever make me feel so hot." Moaning softly he twisted on the bed, writhing beneath his brother as Elladan's cock started to rub against his prostate. "You're so big . . . so thick, Elbereth you spread me so wide . . . wider than anyone . . . you reach places inside me I never knew I had."

Erestor pulled back to the edge of the bed and sat there. He should order them out now. They'd invaded his privacy to act like common whores. But the words wouldn't come out. All he could do was watch. Watch them sliding against each other. Watch the lust and desire in their eyes. Watch those smooth bodies react to the other's touch. Watch the emotion between them.

Wrapping his arms tightly around his brother's neck, Elrohir pulled their bodies flush together, his leaking cock trapped between their stomachs, rubbed incessantly. "Please . . . more Ella . . . "

Purring softly, Elladan upped the pace of his thrusts, pushing harder and faster inside his twin's tight ass, his hands starting to rake down his brother's sides, over his arms, anywhere he could reach.

Elrohir reached for a wandering hand and brought to his mouth for a kiss. Then he pushed it down to take hold of his cock. Elladan eagerly began massaging it, all the while making sure Erestor had an unobstructed view. "Do you like that?" he asked Elrohir as he teased the tip with his thumb.

"Elbereth Ella... you know I do.. I like everything you do to me." Writhing beneath his twin he fumbled on the bed, finding Erestor's hand and twining their fingers together. Holding on tightly as he arched back, waves of orgasm beginning to wash through him.

At the first touch, Erestor began to draw back, but Elrohir was insistent. And when he started to orgasm, Erestor could almost feel that electricity running into him as well, up his arm, into his torso, making a beeline for his groin.

Feeling Elladan's rush of seed inside his body, Elrohir clamped his legs shut, holding his twin deep inside his body. Using the slowly softening shaft to fill his entrance, keeping the sloshing seed inside his body. Panting softly, pressing his face into Elladan's chest as he regained his breath.

Then Elladan glanced at Erestor and smiled as he caught sight of the advisor's now rigid cock. Then he looked back at Elrohir who read his mind. Moving slowly, they slid over, inching towards their goal.

Kneeling before the advisor, the twins slowly worked the soft sleeping pants down, letting them lay about Erestor's thighs. And smiling at the eldar they both lowered their heads, Elladan licking the hard cock while Elrohir's lips captured a flesh sac.

Gasping, Erestor's eyes drifted, unfocused and glazed. His skin was already sensitive and those wonderfully hot mouths were taunting and teasing it into a frenzy.

Elladan purred softly, taking Erestor further, further into his mouthil til the weeping head neared his throat. And not wishing, not willing to keep his hands still, he reached down his twin's body, pushing two fingers inside the gaping entrance, making Elrohir gasp and twist around Erestor's flesh.

Erestor moaned, how could they both do this at the same time? Whatever awkwardness in position
though was more than made up by the rush he was feeling. Any moment he would come, driven past all reason by these wild ones.

Groaning softly, Elrohir set to work earnestly, his hips thrusting into his brother's fingers as he sucked and licked Erestor's balls. Toying with each sac in turn, before drawing them both into his mouth, laving them with his tongue.

Elladan sucked for all he was worth. With his brother's help, he was determined to make Erestor come harder than he ever had in his life. Shatter that pretense of being above sex once and for all. Taking a rather big chance, Elrohir slid his hand between Erestor's legs, using his finger to rub Erestor's perineum, hoping to push him over the edge.

Erestor almost reared back at this new touch, the skin there so full of nerve endings he felt like he was on fire. These hellions were driving him crazy and enjoying every last second of it.

Groaning softly, Elrohir suckled a bit harder, wondering at Erestor's will power. By the Valar he had not thought anyone could last this long and he couldn't wait to be fucked by this glorious elf. He was certain Erestor could teach him a thing or two about control.

Next thing Elladan knew, a hand had twisted itself into his hair and was forcing him closer. Likewise, Elrohir was captured as well. Their cold teacher had suddenly turned into a demanding partner who wanted more and more.

Groaning softly, Elladan's fingers flexed inside his twin, pressing against his prostate. Elrohir jerked, a cry vibrating around Erestor's sacs, a sudden, hard suck delivered to the tightening flesh.

That was all it took and Erestor came, shouting in his frenzy, his body shuddering over and over. Elladan almost winced from the sudden gush, his twin forgotten for the moment. Groaning softly, Elrohir eased Erestor's fingers from his hair. Pulling back to gulp in air, before crushing his lips to Elladan's. Their tongues dueling frantically, sharing Erestor's seed.

His breath coming in ragged gasps, Erestor lay there speechless. He had never felt anything close to this before, even back in Ost-in-Edhil when he was in love with that beautiful smith.

Groaning softly, the twins reluctantly parted. Crawling from the bed and dressing softly, both young elves dropping a gentle kiss on Erestor's lips, before silently leaving.


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Tonight they were on the low divan, Elladan bent over the cushioned back as Elrohir ran his tongue over every inch of exposed flesh. Long strokes along the curve of the ass, quick darts between the cheeks. Every night for the past week they had come here, 'performing' for Erestor before turning their talents on the advisor. And while they wished the dark haired beauty would give in already, they both loved to work for what they were going to get.

Each time he'd let them go a little farther, last night he'd even allowed Elrohir to briefly graze his entrance with a single finger. Elrohir hadn't dared more, even now Erestor was holding back and pushing him too far, too quickly would only result in his door being barred to them from now on.

Groaning softly, Elladan let his head hang over the edge, his dark locks tumbling over the side, the tips pooling on the soft velvet as he pushed back against his brother's mouth. Elrohir pulled back, delivering a soft smack to the curved cheeks. "Hold still, brother," he ordered, waiting until his twin did as told, before leaning closer. Sliding his tongue over the puckered entrance.

Erestor sat in a low chair, watching like he always did. The twins were oh so willing when it came to following his commands, totally without shame or modesty. Tonight he'd thought Elrohir would surely balk, but he'd gone for that part of Elladan without hesitation.

Sliding his hands over Elladan's ass, Elrohir parted the firm cheeks, sealing his lips over the tight entrance before pushing his tongue inside. 

"Aie, Rohir." Groaning, Elladan fought to keep his hips still, his body clearly shaking with the effort as he writhed against the divan. His cock dripping as he slowly rubbed against the velvet.

"Don't stain my fabric," Erestor ordered as he tossed Elladan a soft towel. All he needed was for someone to come in here and notice patches of stiffened velvet.

Smirking, Elrohir grabbed the fluffy towel, draping it under his twin's hips. Though he gripped the slender thighs, keeping his twin from the friction he craved so much, and proceeded to drive his twin insane with softly licks.

"That's better. Don't let him come too fast. See how long you can make him last," the low voice from the other side of the room commanded. Then the advisor reached down into his light breeches and stroked himself in time with Elrohir's tongue.

Pulling his tongue free, Elrohir rubbed his cheek against his twin's, smiling at Erestor as he licked his lips. "Should I hold his cock?"

"Would you like that, Elladan?"

Elladan whimpered softly and nodded. His thigh muscles were quivering and he didn't know how much longer he could last.

"Then you may not take it, Elrohir. Elladan must learn more self control. You were always a headstrong boy, not like your brother at all," Erestor answered in that carefully modulated voice that gave nothing away.

Laughing softly, Elrohir nuzzled his brother's ass, nipping softly before setting back to work. He had always loved to taste his twin this way, to have Elladan at his mercy, to do something Elladan only let him do.

Elladan wriggled under this most intimate of touches, loving the gentle teases, the warm slickness, the anticipation of even more.

"Let me fuck him?" Elrohir pleaded in between thrusts of his tongue. His cock hard and aching between his legs, pleading for his twin's body, for the place it called home.

"I'm not a cruel man. I can see your brother is begging for more. Go to the box in the corner. You may use that." As Elrohir obeyed, Erestor continued, "Elladan isn't the only one who needs to learn discipline, to be master of his body."

Holding the vial of oil inside his hand and a dildo clenched in the other, Elrohir splayed his legs slightly, letting his head drop forward in submission. "How would you teach me m'lord?"

"You will use it on your brother of course. You will learn by not being able to satisfy yourself."

Elrohir flinched at that, biting his lower lip tightly as he clutched the hard phallus inside his hand. He had done this before yes, but he had never liked it, he had hated being so close to his brother and unable to complete him. To push something cold and fake inside his twin's body when all he wanted was to be with him. Shuddering, he moved closer, dropping back to his knees as he silently set to work preparing his twin.

"The workmanship is quite exquisite, made by the craftsmen of Eregion. And I dare say Elrohir knows how to wield it," Erestor mused as he watched Elrohir oil the dildo, his own cock hanging unused, unsated.

Coating the cold phallus with oil, Elrohir nuzzled his twin's backside, pressing a gentle kiss to each cheek before starting to ease the toy inside. Wishing with all his might that it was his own cock pushing inside his twin.

"If you can manage both, you may touch Elladan now. But you mustn't slack off with the other," Erestor said as he watched the dildo slide all the way in. His smith had wanted to try this very one on him, but he'd refused, afraid of the cold touch, the invasion. They'd quarreled after that and when the smith had left him for another, he never stopped wondering if this simple thing had been the start of it.

Climbing back to his feet, Elrohir tossed his long locks over his shoulder. His hand gripping the fat end of the phallus, starting to ease it in and our of his twin, working up to a nice pace before his hand moved. Wrapping tightly around Elladan's flesh, starting to stroke in time.

As Erestor watched, his anticipation grew. Tonight would be it, he would let Elrohir take him. It wasn't love, but he trusted Elrohir to treat him well. Not like that arrogant balrog slayer who thought no one in Rivendell should be immune to his charm. 

Lowering his head, Elrohir pressed soft kisses to his twin's shoulders, licking and sucking the soft skin. His hand slowly pushing the phallus inside his twin, hips unconsciously following the same movement.

It was a wondrous piece of workmanship Elrohir admitted, surprised as it warmed to his own body's temperature. And it glided in and out as smoothly as the real thing. It wasn't him, but if he put his mind to it, he could make Elladan enjoy it. Then maybe their teacher would relent.

Groaning softly, Elladan threw his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as he started to meet his brother's hand. Moaning in need and lust as he clenched his muscles, wishing to come but knowing he had better not without permission

Standing, Erestor slowly walked across the room, his face unreadable as always. In unison, the twins watched him warily, wondering what new thing he had planned. When they were young, they'd thought Erestor was a hard task master, but nothing had compared to this past week. The things he'd made them do, the increasing time they had to wait before he would let them into his bed. They'd followed gladly, eager to get their reward afterwards, but holding back like this was becoming harder and harder.

Releasing the phallus, Elrohir wrapped his arms around his twin's waist, pressing close in a protective manner. His hand gently stroking Elladan's chest and abdomen, continuing the soothing kisses along his back and shoulders.

Reaching them, Erestor ran his fingertips through Elrohir's hair. Barely touching it, just enough to let him know he'd been chosen. Then he walked back to the bed and slowly began undoing his clothes.

Elrohir hesitated, torn between completing his brother and finally being allowed to touch Erestor. Though a soft kiss from his brother and an encouraging, if quaking smile made up his mind. And pressing another soft kiss to Elladan's shoulder, he gliding across the floor towards the bed.

Erestor laid back on the mattress and looked Elrohir straight in the eye. "I wanted you unspoiled tonight. That's why I had you use the dildo on your brother. Now rinse your mouth at my basin."

Elrohir swallowed tightly, grey eyes widening, before darkening in fierce arousal. His eyes sliding over every inch of the eldar, he quickly followed the command, then slowly crawled onto the bed.

Elladan bit his lip tightly, turning from the tempting sight after a few minutes and pressing his face into the divan. He didn't begrudge Elrohir for being the selected one instead of him, but his own body's unfulfilled need was demanding all his attention.

Erestor reached for Elrohir, pulled him to his mouth for a long, surprisingly sensuous kiss. Elrohir had always been his favorite and now it was only natural that he should be the one to open his cold heart again. Make him remember how good it was when his smith had mounted him again and again during those long winter nights.

Groaning softly, Elrohir slid his hand over Erestor's cheek, stroking the exotic features with gentle fingers as he lay between Erestor's legs. Wanting to take this slowly, desperately wishing to make his former tutor feel exquisite.

Elladan swallowed again as he glanced towards the bed and unable to stand it any longer, he made his way towards the eldar's cupboards, extracting a sheet for the divan before laying down. Driving his body insane all the while but managing to keep the phallus lodged deeply inside.

Erestor slid his hands along Elrohir's back, caressing each bit gently, but with passion and desire.
Moaning in delight, Elrohir slid slightly lower, his tongue and lips paying homage to Erestor's chest. Twining around his nipples and dipping into each indentation. Loving the silky smooth skin and surprisingly hard muscles.

"You may do to me whatever you like," Erestor murmured as his body rippled in pleasure at the touch. Then he draped a leg over Elrohir's ass and slowly pulled him closer.

Moaning in delight, Elrohir pressed their erections close together, his mouth traveling from Erestor's chest to his ear, tracing the soft curve with a soft groan. "I'll make this good. I promise."

"I know you will," Erestor replied, taking Elrohir's face in his hands and drawing him back for a long kiss, tongue teasing its way in, fencing with the opponent it found there.

Moaning softly, Elrohir rubbed his tongue along Erestor's, suckling slowly as he reached for the oil. Coating his fingers thickly and bringing them between Erestor's thighs, slowly circling the tight hole.

At the first touch, Erestor tensed slightly, but the careful fingers soon had him relaxed again. Then the pleasure began to roll through him as nerve endings responded to the slick fingers.

"M'mm, you're so responsive," he breathed softly, nuzzling Erestor's neck as he slowly slid one finger inside. "You've been made for loving."

"And unused for longer than you know," Erestor whispered as his mind drifted. "Make it slow, I want to feel like this all night."

Nibbling Erestor's lobe, Elrohir slowly eased the other's body open. "I will, lover," he purred, "and we'll never let you go so long again. It is a crime to let this body go so long without pleasure at another's hands."

Erestor reached down and took Elrohir's shaft in his hand, long fingers wrapping around with the same delicate touch he used with old scrolls. "I can feel your blood coursing through it, the way it responds to my grasp. The smiths of my home were truly gifted, but they could never match this."

"You undo me with a simple touch," he moaned softly, thrusting into the soft hand. His finger flexing inside Erestor, pressing tightly against his prostate as he eased another finger inside.

"Let me do more," Erestor murmured. Reaching for the bottle laying beside them, he flipped off the top and poured the last bit of oil into his palm, then brushed his fingers against it to warm the liquid. "Let me prepare you to make your way easier."

Panting softly Elrohir nodded eagerly, slowly thrusting into Erestor's hand as he pushed a third finger inside Erestor, rubbing firmly against his prostate.

"I would ask you to keep your fingers there if I didn't want to feel this so much," Erestor smiled as he squeezed Elrohir's member. "It will find itself most welcome."

Lips curving, Elrohir pulled his fingers free, allowing his cock to be guided towards Erestor's entrance before he started to ease inside. His mouth pressing against Erestor's ear, telling the eldar how good he felt.

"It's been a long time since anyone's been in me so it might be hard for you. But I know you're up to the challenge," Erestor smirked, then he let go of the rigid cock and relaxed into the bed.

"Nay, Erestor," he purred softly, sinking all the way into the eldar. "It's hard for *you*."

Elrohir was right, ever since his smith, he'd found it hard to trust another enough to allow this. And unlike others, he had never been one for casual encounters. Looking down, Erestor nodded once without saying a word. Just wrapped his legs around Elrohir and pulled him close.

Pressing gentle kisses to Erestor's neck and shoulders, he stroked the firm thighs, his hips starting to thrust inside Erestor's unbelievable heat.

Moaning at the motion, Erestor luxuriated in the sensations. Elrohir was all that he expected and more. Skilled but tender, on top but not controlling.

Lowering his head even further, Elrohir pressed his lips to Erestor's nipples, slowly parting his lips to take the flat nubs into his lips. Suckling them into hardness as he continued to thrust, slowly and surely inside the tight body.

Erestor twisted beneath, waves of pleasure washing through him like a slow stream on a lazy summer afternoon. Thankful that Elrohir seemed to know that he needed this time to be easy.

Sliding his forearms under Erestor's back, he held the eldar to his chest. Continuing to push inside, gentle strokes filling Erestor's body, growing ever closer to the older elf's prostate before pressing against it.

At the first rush from Elrohir's touch, Erestor's entire body tingled and he clenched against the cock causing it. Only an incoherent moan coming from his lips. 

Cooing softly, Elrohir continued to thrust, though he didn't hit Erestor's sweet spot for a few moments, wishing to overwhelm Erestor slowly, not drown the eldar in sensations.

"You are a wonder, Elrohir," Erestor sighed as he ran his fingers along the chest only inches above him. "I thought I would never feel this way again."

"But you do now," he panted heavily, easing back to give Erestor more skin to explore. "And you will again."

At that, Erestor smiled and began covering whatever parts he could reach with kisses. "I'd like that very much. There are so many things we could try."

Elrohir sighed in pleasure, a gasp leaving his lips as Erestor grazed his nipples. But he wouldn't betray the moment by telling Erestor that was not what he meant. That would come later.

As he was kissing, Erestor noticed his other student watching them. This time though, Elladan was making no effort to join them. "Your brother is unusually subdued tonight."

Elrohir smiled as he turned to his brother, his hips still moving, though they slowly gathered speed as his orgasm moved closer. "He knows two would overwhelm you."

"I've never been with two before," Erestor whispered as his hips moved in tandem with Elrohir's thrusts. "Would he make me feel like you do? Set my body on fire without fanning it out of control just yet?"

"He would be even better," Elrohir groaned in a soft voice. "He is doubly talented in the arts of love."

"I find it hard to believe anyone could be better than you. You read my body like it was a book you knew by heart." Erestor smiled. "And like a good story, it has a climax."

"Ah, but like a good story, the climax will not be too soon," he purred softly, nibbling gently at Erestor's neck. "And I will work you there gently."

"That you have. It was just what I needed. But now, I want more. Make me come," Erestor asked as he looked into Elrohir's eyes.

"But you are still coherent." he murmured, sliding upwards to trace Erestor's ear with his tongue, again brushing the hard gland.

"Not for much longer if you keep doing that," Erestor teased as he pressed his groin against Elrohir. "You make me act like a wanton."

"I think you are wanton," Elrohir purred softly, sliding his hand from under Erestor, to wrap his hand around the throbbing shaft. "You just need someone you trust enough to let it out."

"I trust you," Erestor stammered as the hand on his cock drove him farther along the path to madness.

"I know," he purred softly, brushing the gland again as he squeezed his fingers around the base.

Breathing heavily now, all Erestor could think of was the intense pleasure that was radiating from his groin. He would come and come soon.

Starting to pant heavily with each thrust, Elrohir laved attention over Erestor's chest, licking and sucking what he could reach, reveling in the sensations.

Summoning some buried bit of willpower, Erestor grabbed Elrohir by the arms. "I can't wait anymore, you drive me mad. Now, do it *now*." Erestor sputtered, his voice low and raw.

Elrohir groaned softly and crushed their mouths together, starting to thrust hard and fast. His fist pumping Erestor's cock, urging him to come.

Erestor devoured Elrohir's mouth and face, his need growing by the second. His cock hard and weeping steadily into Elrohir's hand while his body rode the wave the other had created. When that wave finally broke on shore, his body clenched and shook as the orgasm took him.

Throwing his head back, Elrohir let out a high pitched, garbled scream. His climax rushing through his body, tearing at his walls of control as he spilled a torrent of seed into Erestor's body.

Erestor gasped for breath as his body shuddered. Even his smith had never made him feel this good, this complete. Without a word, he reached for Elrohir's hand, then brought it to his lips for a soft kiss.

Panting heavily, Elrohir collapsed on the older elf, a whimper escaping his lips. Rolling onto his side, sated now, Elladan tucked his hands under his head, cuddling into the soft cushions as he let his eyes slide closed.

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