The Fire Dance

Authors Note:

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Ertia - *Hangs head in shame* Yes, yes I wrote a Het scene. It seems
that Miradel and Huradel took on a life of their own and I actually had
some people from the yahoo group Im in and post in, wanted them
together. So with trembling fingers, I wrote a Het scene. You thought
it was hot ay? Well thank you my friend cause your opinion maters allot
to me cause your story Lessons, was beautiful and was Het...and I don't
usually read Het...:)

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TopazKat - HA! Yes Mira would cause him to be a greasy spot on the wall
I would think if he stepped out of line. Poor Hur, been so long since
he
had some lovein...I think I am done with the Het Smex, but there is
more interaction coming...:)

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The Fire Dance





Ch45





Still that night...................................

Cirdan cradled Elrohir in his arms as he gently massaged his throat
"Well now, you Have found your voice now haven't you"

Elrohir lightly shuddered "I...I did not mean to yell so loudly"

Furrowing his brow, Cirdan turned the younger twin around "Why are you
frightend...Elrohir?"

The young prince lowered his gaze "It is well known that you prefer
quiet ellon, and now that my voice is back I..."

Cirdan gently placed his hand over Elrohir mouth and smiled "You are
forgetting that I have known you since you were fighting your twin for
space in your Naneths belly. I have watched you grow and know you
well. You were always a quiet, contemplative ellon...as where your
other half is loud and aggressive. Be it regained speech or having
remained voiceless, I would have and always Will love you"

Elrohir gave him a long hug, then backed away "Aye Master"

The ancient lord arched his brow then smirked "Master ay? Mmmm...I
rather like that"

"I thought you might"

Cirdan smirked as he swiftly grabbed the younger twin, spun him about,
then pushed him to lean over the side of the bed and growled "Spread
your legs you little imp!"

Elrohir heart raced as he moved his bare feet further apart on the hard
wood floor, then reached forward and gripped the sheets "Aye
Master...my love"

The ancient lord rubbed his jaw and smiled when he realized he needed
to shave, then quirked his lip and knelt down "Hold still my
beauty...maintain"

Elrohir furrowed his brow as he thought 'Maintain? He has never asked
me to maintain...why would he say...', "Ahh! Cirdan! Th...that tickles!"

Cirdan smirked as he continued to lavish his loves hidden entrance with
wet affection, the bristles of his shadowed beard teasing the sensitive
flesh between Elrohirs cheeks.

The younger twin squirmed, lifting his weight to the balls of his feet
as he trembled "Ahhaha Cirdan!"

Taking pity on his pray, Cirdan slowly backed away, then stood and
imbedded himself into his love "Ahh! Oh aye! Cir...Cirdan!"

Relaxing his body, Elrohir suddenly purred, then heard Cirdan growl
"You...Purred...my love!...you purred!"

Panting hard as his backside was slammed into with such force that the
large bed made a moving squeak along the floor, Elrohir swallowed hard
"Ahh!...aye...Ahh!...Cirdan...Ahh!...my
master...Ahhaah!...harder...Ahh!"

Gripping his hips painfully, the ancient lord released a low rumbling
growl "If I...go any harder...I will thrust...you right off the
balcony!!

Cirdan suddenly stilled when he notice Elrond standing right next to
him, eyebrow arched and arms crossed "Will you two saes, keep it down"

"Adar!"

Elrond looked to his left and tilted his head "Your regained speech is
a wonderful thing ion-nin, though now I think you need to work on your
volume control". Without another word, Elrond quietly and calmly left
the room.

~*~*~

Two weeks later...............................

Lindir walked into the healing wing "My lord?"

Elrond turned, then smiled as he motioned for the young minstrel to
come close "Lindir, what brings you to the healing wing? Are you hurt?"

"Nay my lord...I..."

"Aye Lindir?"

"Rumil is very...er...pretty is he not?"

Elrond furrowed his brow "Aye, he is quite lovely Lindir"

"Am I not...pretty as well?"

The elven lord frowned "Aye Lindir you are also quite lovely. What is
the matter penneth?"

The young minstrel lowered his head "I was speaking with lord Cirdan
and...and he said the elves of old that could bare life were also
considered quite lovely. I know not my lineage my lord, I was traveling
to the Gray Havens with the others because my parents were gone and..."

Elrond placed a comforting hand on Lindirs shoulder "And you wonder if
you may not have this recessive ability to bare life?"

"Aye my lord. I am ready to allow Tree...er...Orophin to have me fully
and...and it is a concern. I am already fearing the event, It would
ease my mind to know ahead of time that there could be consequences"

Elrond nodded as he smiled "A wise thought. You were under your
majority when you were...well, this ability seems to appear after
majority. I have examined Rumil thoroughly and found something that I
would be able to check in others. Though you will have to bend over the
table and allow my fingers in you. I know what happened to you...will
you allow my touch in such a way?"

"Aye my lord"

"Would you care to have someone near to comfort you?"

"Aye my lord, I have already asked someone"

"Then go get this 'Someone' and then we shall begin"

Lindir looked over at the door, then yelled out "Mira!"

Elrond smiled as she swiftly walked in "My lord Elrond, I am here as
support for my friend"

"Obviously, and how are you fairing? Things are going well with you and
Commander Huradel?"

*Blush* "Aye my lord, he is a kind and gentle elf. Though I fear that
Erestor wishes to speak with him"

Elrond arched his brow "Well, can you blame him? After all you three
have been through, it does not surprise me that Erestor wishes this.
Though I should add that you may want to warn Huradel...you know
Erestor"

Miradel giggled "Aye, though he does not know it, he is much like our
Adar was, quiet, yet you truly did not want to be on his bad side.
After how I treated lord Glorfindel, I think my little brother wants
his turn"

Elrond sighed and shook his head, then turned to the young minstrel
"Alright Lindir, put your leggings to the floor and lean forward"

As time progressed, Lindir squirmed and then trembled as he looked up
"M...Mira?"

"Tis alright my dear friend, he is almost finished"

Lowering his head to the table, Lindir whimpered "I...I cant..."

"Shhh...my dear friend tis only Elrond"

Miradel gave Elrond a look, then received one of compassion "I am
almost finished"

After removing his fingers, Elrond sighed as he washed his hands "Nay
Lindir, you are not able to bare life"

Sighing with relief, Lindir finished lacing up his leggings "Hannon le
my lord. This will be something I need not worry about then when
I...allow Tree to..."

Elrond smiled and held up his hand "I understand Lindir. Good
luck...and use plenty of oil"

As Miradel and Lindir made to leave, a disheveled and out of breath
Elladan suddenly appeared in the doorway "Adar! come quickly!"

TBC..............................................





Translations:

Naneth --------------------------------- Mother

Ion-nin ---------------------------------- My son

Saes ------------------------------------ Please

Penneth --------------------------------- Young one

Hannon le ------------------------------- Thank you