Against all odds

Chapter forty-one Explorations.

Elrond smiled as he followed his lover through the gardens. “Otharnya?” Erestor looked at him, but didn’t stop gently pulling him along. “If Lindir and Thranduil hadn’t shown up, what would you have done? I saw the vial.”
Erestor grinned. “I don’t think disclosing that information is suitable.”
Elrond cocked his head. “And why not?”
“Because if I tell you I won’t be able to seduce you later.”
Elrond smiled. “That you will always be able to do. Tell me so I may dream about it tonight.” Erestor looked at him and smiled. He came close to Elrond to whisper in his ear. “I’ll let you know when it’s time.”

Elrond shook his head. “You devious imp.”
Erestor grinned. “Only between the sheets, my love.”
Elrond laughed warmly. “Between the sheets? I think your senses delude you, Otharnya, for that was definitely a chair.”
Erestor laughed as well and kissed him. “A matter of speech, you old one.”
Elrond rolled his eyes in mock. “Who are you calling old. You, who are older than me. Older even than Glorfindel.”
Erestor grinned. “Yet I feel like a hundred year old. Must be your influence.”

Elrond shook his head and looked around. He could tell Erestor wasn’t even thinking where he was going. They’ve passed this tree twice now. “Erestor, dear, is there any point to this erratic walk or not? Otherwise I’d suggest we’d go to the study.”
Erestor laughed and applied more force on Elrond’s wrist. “Stop jagging and enjoy the trees.”
Elrond pouted. “With you around? How could I?”

Suddenly Erestor stopped walking and Elrond arched his eyebrows. They stood before a secluded vale, the one with the old swing in it. Elrond laughed at the memories of old, when the twins were little and playing with it. Arwen had never beend ofd of playing but had always been a little lady.
His smile grew when he saw Erestor seat himself on it and started swinging. “A hundred years old you say? Judging by this I’d say closer to fifty.”

Erestor laughed and jumped off. “Get on, Elrond. I’ll push you.”
Elrond shook his head. “It’s not befitting the lord of Imladris to be seen swinging a swing.”
Erestor smiled. “And it is for his chief counsellor?”
Elrond shook his head. “I don’t want to swing or enjoy the gardens Erestor.” His voice was cut.
Erestor took on his questioning stance. “So back to work is it?” He smiled when Elrond gave a small nod. “I don’t think so. You work to much and need to let go. I never liked to see your shoulders slump. Come on, climb on the swing and forget your troubles.”
Elrond shook his head. “I know other, more pleasurable way to let go.”
Erestor smiled. “How can you know this is not pleasurable? You won’t even try it. Maybe you find it’s just as pleasurable, or maybe even more so as your own ways.” His lips became tight. “And for your sake one of those better include me!”
Elrond raised his hands in defence. “They all include you. Now can we go?”

He made to turn but Erestor grabbed him from behind, slowly pulling him back towards the swing. “No, please Elrond. Do you really prefer the study to spending some leisure time with me?”
Elrond hurried to sooth his lover. “No, of course not. But things need to be done, you know that.”
Erestor nodded. “Glorfindel has done the work of three and Imladris still stands. He can cope for an hour or two. And if he can’t he can always ask Thranduil to help as a sign of trust.”
Elrond shook his head. “All right, all right. If I sit on this, this, this thing, then will you stop jagging and let me go?”
Erestor pretended to think for a while and nodded. “But you have to swing. Let me push you.”

Elrond sighed defeated and sat down. He wiggled a bit to get comfortable, but it was not built for him. He noticed Erestor’s worried stare and locked eyes.
Erestor shrugged. “I fear you might be too heavy.”
Elrond snorted. “With all the work-out I’ve been doing lately. That’s a surprise.”
Erestor shook his head. “But you still might be too heavy. It is not built for an adult elf but a toddler. I don’t want to ropes to snap whilst you fly.”
Elrond stood back up. “All right. I don’t swing then.” His smile curled but his eyes became thin when he saw Erestor’s look.

Pretending to think Erestor nodded. “Maybe if you removed some, or most, of your robes. I do think they carry the most weight. You are not wearing light ones, you know.”
Elrond sighed and resided himself to the fact Erestor was determined and would not stop until Elrond had had a go at that contraption. But he would not give in without a fight. “I am not removing my robes myself. And you will pay for this embarrassment you’re putting me through.”
Erestor smirked. “Already looking forward to it.” He claimed Elrond’s lips and his fast hands soon had most robes removed from Elrond’s body.

Feeling, rather than seeing, Erestor move to remove his last garment, which would leave him naked Elrond pulled back. “Most is not all, dearest.”
Erestor nodded. “Aye, but that thing is heavy. I think it’s just too much, my love. Besides, no one will see and I know what you look like.”
Elrond cocked his head and removed Erestor’s robe. “I do not wish to be the only one exposed. I suffer; you suffer.”

Erestor smiled and removed Elrond’s last garment. “Sit back down and let me do the work.”
Elrond nodded and took his seat, wiggling to get a bit comfortable. Erestor took that opportunity to bend down to retrieve the vial which he placed under his arm.

He smiled and leaned in to kiss his lover’s hair, bemused Elrond was still trying to get comfortable. Elrond closed his eyes when Erestor placed his hands on his hips, pulling him a little backwards.
He stopped pulling when he knew he had easy access. “I think this might be more comfortable.” Elrond nodded his consent.

Erestor softly pulled the swing backwards and then pushed. Elrond closed his eyes as the wind caressed his naked body. He did enjoy this. Erestor took his time and only when his arm nearly lost hold of the vial did he stop, allowing Elrond to stop the swing in his own way.

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Thranduil smiled at his son. “I take it you no longer doubt me?”
Legolas shook hea head. “Nay, but I am surprised.” He laid his head back on his father’s shoulder. “How long will you stay?”
Thranduil shrugged. “For quite a while, I suppose. You and Elrohir need to get to know each other well. But I do suggest you travel to Mirkwood before the three years are over.”

Elrohir frowned at the words. “Why?”
Thranduil smiled. “Because it will become your second home, and second homes can be powerful, Elrohir. Powerful enough to disrupt a marriage. We already know Legolas’ second home is not going to cause any trouble, but we don’t know about yours, pen-neth. So you need to find out. And you have three years to go back from the bond. Otherwise you are stuck for life.”
Elrohir nodded and smiled. “I already know I will like it. And you better inform your daughters the only one to toy with Legolas is me.”

Legolas grinned at his words and placed a loving kiss on his cheek. “Maybe I will surprise all of you and turn to governing instead of slaying.”
Thranduil shook his head. “Maybe Elrohir can even entice you to clean your room, though I fear that might be asking too much.” Elrohir grinned. He liked Thranduil. The elf was nothing he had ever heard of. The ease with which he had been accepted still stunned him.

“Well, I shall leave you two alone. Whom do I go to find my room?”
Elrohir frowned. “Normally ata or Erestor but I fear they might be otherwise engaged.” He ignored Legolas’ snickers at the words. “Glorfindel is the best bet.”
Thranduil nodded and left.

Elrohir looked at his beloved and smiled. “I had never expected this.”
Legolas smiled too. “I’m no longer fading.”
Elrohir nodded. “I can see. I’m not either.”
Legolas cocked his head. “You weren’t fading.”
Elrohir nodded, reddening. “I was. Seeing you fade made me grief.”

Legolas kissed him. “I would love to make love to you, but right now I’m way too tired. Would you mind sleeping?”
Elrohir shook his head. “Only if you hold me.”
Legolas pulled him close. “Always, Elrohir, always.”

Elrohir cuddled close, but then looked up. “And don’t you ever tell me you can’t speak Quenya again. I now know different.”
Legolas smiled. “I admit, I know it better than I’ve let on, but I needed an excuse to be close to you and it did make you laugh, did it not?”
Elrohir nodded and claimed his lips before he settled down against him again.

Legolas wondered if Elrohir would turn back now, break his vow. He feared the twin had only used it to try and keep him from leaving. He shrugged. /I’ve got three years to find that out./

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Elladan smiled when he carefully entered the kitchen.

“And what do you think you are doing back here?” He twirled to stare at Apsontë, who looked at him sternly. He smiled his sweetest smile. “Please, Apsontë, the house seems so empty and I needed to eat and Lindir needs to be alone and I can’t go to Elrohir. He’s with Legolas.”

Apsontë approached him and smiled. “That is good. Why don’t you bring them this?” She handed his a basked of buns.
“Hee, those are my favourites.”
She laughed. “No, they are not. They are Elrohir’s and Legolas’. Bring them to them.”

She had been slaving over them for hours, after learning Legolas’ favourite flavour. She had made twelve buns. Six she had made the outside to match Elrohir’s favourite and Legolas on the inside and the other twelve had been the other way around. She believed in subtle ways of matchmaking.

“Now off with you.” Elladan nodded and hurried.

After knocking he placed the basket on the dressing table and left as silently as he came.

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Glorfindel smiled when he saw Thranduil approaching and bowed respectfully. “Hello there. I must say you managed to surprise us all today.”
Thranduil returned the smile warmly and nodded. “And so did everybody here, starting with you. I do believe my healers will declare me insane if I tell them I saw the Balrog slayer fly through the air.”

He laughed and shook his head. “We need to keep an eye on those two though. There was something in the air I did not like. I just can’t put my finger on it.”
Glorfindel nodded. “Maybe it’s their bond?”
Thranduil shook his head. “Nay, I do believe it is strong enough. They are right for each other.” He rubbed his nose in thought. “No, it’s more delicate than that, I fear. If only I knew what it was.”

He shrugged. “But I am weary from the journey and should take a bath to clear my head. Maybe than I’ll see it for what it is? Would you please show my rooms?”
Glorfindel nodded and signalled for the Mirkwood king to follow him. “I’ve already assigned rooms to your men and was on my way to show you yours.”

Thranduil nodded and eyed the blond closely. /He looks drained. Like he’s been doing too much for too long./ “Thank you. But isn’t that Erestor’s responsibility? Or Elrond’s?”
Glorfindel smiled. “They’ve both been sick lately and I’ve been taking on their jobs as well. They’ve only just gone back to work and I don’t want them to overdo things.”
Thranduil nodded. “Then why don’t Elrohir and Elladan help out? Surely they can’t expect you to do everything on your own. You have your health to think about, my friend.”
Glorfindel smiled ruefully. “Alas, that was not possible. Elrohir is, was way to delicate for the matters of state and Elladan had Lindir to look after. And they both had to play host to your son as well.”

Thranduil inclined his head. “Forgive me my curiosity when it is not my place to ask questions.” He smiled and cocked his head. “Perhaps I could be of some assistance? Relieve your burden a bit.”
Glorfindel nodded his approval. “That would be most welcome, though ruling Imladris differs from ruling Mirkwood.”
Thranduil laughed. “So I get to learn a few things. I think I will drag Elrohir and Legolas with me. They can help.”

By now they had reached the rooms assigned to the king and Glorfindel bowed in goodbye. Thranduil entered and filled his bath.

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Lindir stared wide-eyed at the book. When he had reached the last pages he had flung the book away. But he had picked it up again and now he constantly closed and opened it. The last pages contained drawings of a highly erotic genre. Always of two males. He wondered who had drawn them and why.

His heart sped up at seeing them and he couldn’t help but imagine himself and Elladan in them. /Is that making love? Is that what he wants?/

Slowly he found himself wondering what it would be like doing it and he tried to figure out what he would prefer and, more importantly, what Elladan preferred to be their roles.

He did not notice Elladan’s return and the twin knelt before him. “Lindir?”
He jumped up in shock but relaxed when he realised it was Elladan. “I’ve read it, but I’m not done with the pictures yet.”

Elladan frowned, his gaze settled on the abandoned book. Lindir smiled. “I am honoured you wanted me to read it. So much more is clear now, but can I ask you something?”
Elladan nodded. “Of course, melme. I told so didn’t I?”
Lindir nodded and grabbed the book, opening it on the pictures. “I wonder what it will feel like, doing this.” He looked at Elladan. “Can you tell me?”
Elladan smiled. “I know I have a reputation, but really, I am not -that- experienced. I’ve only done some of them.” Lindir wasn’t sure Elladan referred to the drawings or the implied actions.

Elladan saw desire to know in Lindir’s eyes. “It’s too long ago, Lindir. And telling is not half as good as experiencing it yourself. I will gladly try out all these examples with you and we can alternate between who takes who. We can also try things of our own.”
Lindir smiled at him. “Sounds all right.”
Elladan laughed at his words. “Sounds more than all right to me. So you won’t bolt from the room the next time I have an arousal?” Lindir shook his head. “Though I don’t know….”

Elladan stopped him before he could finish. He smiled, pushed his lover to stretch on the bed and placed his head on his stomach.

Lindir smiled when Elladan settled against him. “Elladan? What does it mean when your body warms up when seeing a certain picture? Of these I mean.” Elladan turned his head to look at Lindir and smiled. “It probably means you want to do that to me or me to you. But you do realise this is just an example, I does not have to be like that.”
Lindir frowned. “What do you mean?”

Elladan extended his hand to grab the journal and he flipped until he had found the drawings of a blow-job. “Like this. In the pictures one is standing and the other kneeling.” Lindir nodded and Elladan continued. “Well, if they were in bed, one would be lying down and the other seated on his lap or next to him or lying down himself, kind of like us. In bed it is also possibly to give each other a blow-job.”

He felt Lindir’s twitch at his words and smiled. “You like the sound of that?” Lindir nodded. Elladan smiled and continued his verbal seduction. “And the one that is standing in this drawing can also be sitting down, in a chair or on bed or table. It is even possible to give someone a blow-job in the tub or river.”

Lindir nodded. “I am sorry, Elladan, that I am so inexperienced.”
Elladan shook his head. “Don’t be. I’m not so experienced myself. I just know more about it and the possibilities we have at our disposal. But so will you once you’ve grown confident.”
Lindir smiled. “How can I? I don’t even know what to do. Or how. Or when.”
Elladan smiled and rubbed Lindir’s inside leg, feeling his groin stir. “I am patient enough and will guide you. Do not worry about it melme.” He pointed at the pictures. “Do you want me to copy these for you? I don’t plan on letting the journal fly about.”

Lindir’s groin stirred further and his eyes widened as he became hard. “Elladan.. what… what is happening?” His voice was panicking and Elladan hurried to soothe his lover. He didn’t move from his position. One hand continued the caresses on Lindir’s leg while the other grabbed hold of the chin, forcing Lindir to look at him. “You’re aroused, Lindir. There is nothing wrong. This is your body’s way of telling me it needs some attention, a certain area in particular.”

Lindir swallowed. “And what happens now?”
Elladan shrugged. “Whatever you want. You can ignore it and the tension then eventually will fade, though if you do that too often you’ll become grungy. You can release yourself by stroking yourself to orgasm or you can let me take care of it.”
Lindir swallowed. “So in the tub you were…”
Elladan smiled. “Aroused. We’ve already established that fact, didn’t we? I had just seen you naked Lindir. You cannot possibly expect me to be indifferent to that, to your beauty. And as you by now might know a lover’s touch is electrifying when in this state.”

Lindir nodded. He knew what Elladan meant by that. He now realised his actions had been heightening to Elladan and right now Elladan’s caresses on his leg were feeling better than usual. “So your whimpers…” Elladan sat up to touch Lindir’s face. “Where sounds of pleasure.”

He smiled and his eyes begged Lindir to ask anything when he saw the minstrel frown and bite his lip. “But the book didn’t say anything about a bath.”
Elladan couldn’t keep back his laughter. “I am sorry, melme, but I just couldn’t keep it in. No, the book keeps to the bedroom. Mainly because I didn’t have a very vivid imagination back then. It’s not a fact-book, Lindir, but something I used to understand my changing emotions, my own body.” He smiled lovingly. “But to answer your question: you can make love everywhere, Lindir. In the bed, in the bath, in a river, on the grass, on a table, everywhere.”

Lindir nodded. “My head is reeling, Elladan. I…. I feel lost.”
Elladan smiled and nodded. “I understand, but give yourself time to get used to your changing emotions. You’ve got all the time to explore them and I am more than willing to give it to you. I’ll be your guide, your practise doll, your toy and everything else you want me to be.”

Lindir’s eyes watered at the words and Elladan slowly leaned in to kiss them away.
Lindir gasped as he felt warmth spread through his body and suddenly his pants became too tight and a throbbing feeling started to come to life. His eyes widened in shock and horror and he pushed Elladan away, jumping off the bed.
He now stood next to the wardrobe, staring wide-eyed at the bed, the journal, Elladan and occasionally himself.

Elladan slowly got up. “Lindir?”
Lindir shook his head and ran away, fear obvious in his eyes.
Elladan growled at the situation and set in pursuit. “Lindir, wait. LINDIR” It was like dating a awakening child. Elladan shook his head. /Lindir is untouched and who knows how much he hasn’t been told./

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“You were right, melme, this did feel great. But maybe that had something to do with me being naked.” Making to stand up Erestor’s hands encircled him and he leaned back. He cocked his head and claimed Erestor’s lips. “Thank you.”

He saw Erestor’s eyes had darkened with lust, the sight of which stirred his groin. He moaned. “Aiya, Erestor, I want you.”
Erestor smiled. “You have me.”
Elrond kissed him, groaning when Erestor’s arms didn’t move. “Let go, melme, so we can start.”
Erestor shook his head. “I am perfectly content like this.”
Elrond growled.

He smiled when Erestor removed his hands and wanted to stand up, push his lover to the floor and ravish his body. But before he had a chance of initiating his plan one of Erestor’s hands was back on his stomach and he growled. “Erestor!”
Erestor nuzzled his hair and lowered his hand to Elrond’s member, stroking it to full hardness. “Yes, Elrond?”
“Let’s make love.”
Erestor nodded his head. “I fully intend to do just that. Twice, if you’ll let me.”
Elrond’s eyes widened and he hissed. “Twice..?”
Erestor nodded and Elrond felt a probing finger near his entrance. “Yes, twice. I’ll claim you before I’ll ride you.”

Elrond moaned and nodded. He vaguely registered he was still on the swing but Erestor’s voice and manipulations had made rational thought sparse. He soon felt Erestor’s erection nudge his opening and he nodded. Erestor still did not enter him without consent. Instinctively he pushed back but the swing moved and he grabbed hold of the robes to steady himself.
Erestor grabbed his hips to apply more force behind his thrusts. They were fast and shallow. The swing swirled about, intensifying the sensations Elrond felt and he soon came. Erestor stilled all movement and smiled as his lover’s muscles contracted around him. He slowly pulled out and move to stand before Elrond.

Elrond panted and smiled adoringly at his lover. When he realised his lover was still hard he blushed. “Ai, I did not mean to leave you.”
Erestor shook his head. “I know.” He replaced Elrond’s arms on the robes and lowered himself to lavish kisses on Elrond’s now lax member.

“Ai, melme, what are you doing?”
Erestor grinned and planted a teasing kiss to Elrond’s inner leg. “Making you hard again. How else do you expect me to ride you? And you better last a little longer than you did just now.”
Elrond nodded. “Anything for you.”
Erestor’s careful ministrations had him hard within seconds and Erestor stood and turned, grabbing hold of the ropes. “I do hope they will hold.”

Elrond swung the swing forward and bit and locket his legs around Erestor’s. “Only one way to find out.”
Erestor smiled and one hand grabbed his lover’s member to guide it. Moving fast he sheeted it within himself.
Elrond’s arms instantly encircled him and Erestor tightened his hold on the robe. He carefully rose himself a little and went down again, not trusting the swing to allow Elrond to thrust. Slowly he sped up, carefully monitoring his own heightening as well as Elrond’s.

Suddenly Elrond applied force to his abdomen, holding him in place. His legs disentangled from Erestor and he ordered his lover to let go of the ropes. “But…” “Erestor.” Erestor complied and let go.
Elrond instantly stood up, forcing Erestor to do the same. He turned around and used his hand to ask Erestor to bend. Erestor understood and smiled, placing his forearms on the swing.

Elrond started thrusting and the swing made it hard for Erestor to steady himself, but it brought a new pleasure to it and it worked wonders to Erestor’s pleasure. He soon was about to reach orgasm but Elrond stilled all movement. “I thought you wanted it to last, my love?” All Erestor could do was murmur something unintelligible and Elrond laughed.

One hand reached forwards to grab his lover’s arousal and he stroked in unison with his thrust. But when Erestor reached his climax he grabbed it tight at the base, preventing Erestor from reaching orgasm. His lover whimpered.
Elrond leaned forward and let his hair caress Erestor’s body, enjoying the shudder it draw frhe bhe body beneath him.

He felt the tension building beneath his hand but did not remove his hold. He continued thrusting and suddenly Erestor lost his hold on the swing and he fell forward, taking Elrond with him. The lord of Imladris landed atop his lover, his hand still tightly gripping his lover’s arousal. He now was able to drive deeper and did so as he blanketed his lover.

Erestor wasn’t beyond pleading and he started writhing beneath Elrond. Instead the grip tightened. “I’m not there yet, my love. I’m sorry but you will have to wait.”
“So finish after I’ve come.”
Elrond shook his head. “Nay, it doubles the pleasure to feel you milk me dry, my love. Do you want me to stop moving and wait for you to settle down?”
Erestor could not think clearly or he would not have shouted his consent. Elrond instantly complied and stilled all movement, waiting for his lover to come down from his high.

As he did so Erestor could feel Elrond coming down as well, but he knew Elrond wasn’t as far gone as he was and the torture was about to repeat itself. “You’re cruel!” ond ond shook his head. “I am only obeying your wishes my love.”
“Whatever. Start already.”
Elrond grinned. “As you command.”

He started thrusting again and as Erestor had feared was not even close to orgasm when Erestor was and for the second time he felt his release stopped. This time he didn’t voice anything but pleas to hurry.
Elrond kissed his lover and Erestor thought he saw a glint in them. He shuddered as he felt Elrond come inside him, without releasing his hold on Erestor’s member.

When Elrond collapsed atop him he elbowed him. “Me!”
Elrond smiled and kissed Erestor’s ear. “I know, I haven’t forgotten.”
Before Erestor could point out he obviously had he was turned around and now cool fresh air caressed his aching member. He growled when Elrond did nothing to help him; he merely sat next to him, smiling at the whimpering Erestor who felt some of the tension leave his body.

He knew he would not get release now. Elrond had meant it when he said he would pay for this and he groaned. “You’re not granting me release now, are you?”
Elrond nodded. “How perceptive.”
“You lied to me.”
Elrond shook his head. “Nay, I did not. I do prefer to feel you milk me dry, but when we were waiting I had a change of mind.”

Erestor turned his head away from his lover. Right now he was cursing Elrond.
Elrond smiled and when he deemed the time right released Erestor’s member, who sighed in relieve but did not climax.

About to sit up, grab his clothes and go to his room to sulk Erestor gasped as he felt Elrond’s mouth close on his member. His eyes stared bewildered as Elrond gave him a blow-job. This time Elrond did not stop him from reaching climax, greedily drinking Erestor’s fluids.

He smiled at the heavily panting Erestor and rose to clothe himself. He threw Erestor his own. “I think you’ve just alerted the whole Valley we are lovers.”
Erestor looked at him and smiled. “I’m sorry, Elrond.” Elrond cocked his head. He knew Erestor well enough to know the apology wasn’t about his remark. “For doubting you just now. Hating you.”

Elrond laughed and pulled his lover in his arms. “I am sorry, melme. I would never totally deny you release.” Erestor smiled and leaned against his body. Elrond kissed his neck. “And besides, even if I had, what’s to stop you from stroking yourself to release? Which is why I would never submit you to that. I want to be the one to bring you release.”
Erestor smiled and kissed his chest. “So do I.”
Elrond’s eyes widened. “You would have waited until I had deemed fit to grant you release?” His voice was laden with disbelief but Erestor nodded. Elrond reacted by pulling him even closer. “I love you, Erestor.”

End chapter 41
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