Sinful fantasies: What the prince wants

Warning: Incest (elrond/Elladan, elrond/elrohir *also elrond/legolas coupling*) there is no penetration, nor any true sexual actions accept spanking, which gets them all turned on.

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~Chapter five; Sinful punishment~

The twins both nodded their agreement, the young prince of Mirkwood however shied away as if trying to disappear. This caused the great elf lord to raise a brow in amusement.

Elrohir and Elladan kissed Legolas softly on the cheek, deciding to do it different from last time; the younger of the twins, Elrohir, would go first, then Legolas and then Elladan, perhaps this way Legolas only noticed the pleasure and would not feel ashamed of it, as both of them made sure that there wouldn’t be much time in the while Legolas had come and they had to leave.

The previous time Legolas was last, to the prince it had seemed as if time lingered with him, to make him feel ashamed of what happened.

The twins hoped this time would be different.

Elrond sat down, waiting for the first of them to take place over his lap.

Elladan went to lock the door while Elrohir lowered his pants before lying down over his father’s lap, the elven prince standing shyly in the middle of the room.

Elrond smiled softly, waiting for Elrohir to get as comfortable as possible before his hand connected to the soft creamy skin.

Legolas flinched as the sound of the smack was heard, Elladan noticed this and moved behind his beloved, softly wrapping his arms around the other’s waist, “Do not be afraid Poikaer, Ada will not hurt you that much, only bring you pleasure”

This caused the younger elf to blush, turning his head slightly towards Elladan, whispering “That is what I’m afraid of”

Elladan smiled, kissing the elf softly on the tip of his ear while his hand softly squeezed the muscled cheeks, already arousing the prince.

Legolas laid his head upon the chest of his comforter and smiled a little, feeling some at ease now he noticed that Elrohir did take great pleasure out of this as well, that he wasn’t alone in that.

Elrond smiled, enjoying the mixed sounds of shock and pleasure coming from his youngest son, who was by now begging for his father to slap harder, eager for release.

Only a few moments later Elrohir found his release and cried out the name of Legolas.

Legolas heard it and blushed slightly and looked at Elladan, hoping that he wouldn’t mind and when he did he was met by a warm smile and a soft kiss before he was softly pushed towards Elrond.

He looked at the lord and then at Elrohir who was cleaning himself up before slowly lowering his pants a little on his backside and taking place.

Elrond seemed somewhat surprised by the, compared to last time, swiftness of the prince, but not disappointed.

Elrohir stood next to Elladan, resting his head against his brother’s chest while watching.

Legolas bit his lip as the first smack landed, but admitted to himself that he liked it.

This brought a smile to Elrond’s lips, having read his thoughts. He took this chance and smacked again, a bit harder and the prince let out a soft moan.

Elladan smirked and softly kissed Elrohir on the head.

Legolas was blushing bright red by the betrayal of his body; he shouldn’t enjoy this.

Elrond smiled, bending down just a little and whispered, “Do not worry yourself, it’s alright to enjoy it. I would be more concerned if you weren’t”

It only took a few more slaps for Legolas to lay writhing on the lord’s lap, all previous doubts and worries forgotten as pleasure took over.

But Elrond stopped, just before the prince was pushed over the edge, drawing a groan of protest from the youngster.

Legolas got up and moved to his lovers and smiled, kissing them both, looking at them, needing…wanting…release.

Elladan smiled before walking to his father, lowering his pants and lying down.

Elrohir smiled and whispered softly to Legolas, “Just watch ‘Dan, father will allow him release this time. That sight alone will be enough to drive you over the edge. Trust me”

Legolas rested against Elrohir, watching the scene before him intently, hoping that his beloved was right.

Elrond smiled and smacked Elladan, a bit harder than he had smacked the other two. He knew it was what Elladan wanted.

Elladan moaned almost immediately from the smacks he received. “Harder…please”

Elrond nodded, even though Elladan could not see it, and smacked harder, his oldest son moaning loudly at this, so very close already.

Legolas admitted that Elrohir had been right, simply watching the scene before him made his knees grow weak, his mouth dry and his edge came quickly into sight.

Elrohir wrapped his arms around Legolas, his eyes widening in surprise as his father did not allow Elladan his release either. Why did he let him?

Little did they all know of Elrond’s intention with allowing Elrohir his release; the lord wanted Legolas to feel more at ease with this and he realized this was the only way, even though he actually didn’t want to allow any of them release.

Elladan moved to Elrohir and Legolas after pulling his pants back up and kissed each of them.

Elrond looked at them all, a serious look on his face, “Try not to let this happen again. Lord Erestor is a very decent man, I do not wish for him to resign because of your needy eagerness. Lock your door the next time”

The three nodded understandingly and promised they would lock the door the next time. They were just going to leave the room to give Legolas and Elladan both the release they needed so badly when there was a knock on the door.

Elrond smiled, having known this and said, “Yes?”

Erestor entered, bowing his head to his lord, “My lord, dinner is served”

Elrond nodded, rising to his feet and went to the dining room with the three lovers, which only one of them was truly happy with.

TBC
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