All I ask of you

Chapter 6.

Erestor glanced at the twins, who stared back at him, their intentions obvious in their eyes.

“What you want from me?” He asked, even if he already knew the answer.

The twins slowly moved closer, as Erestor tried to hide his trembling.

“You know full well what we want from you, lirimaer (lovely one).” Elladan whispered in a sultry voice, and leaned against him.

A little whimper escaped from the advisor’s lips.

“And we know that you want us too, don’t you? Otherwise you weren’t here.” Elrohir purred into Erestor’s ear, making him moan.

Erestor was caught, and he knew it. He was wise enough to admit his defeat. Long he had fought against this, but there was nothing he could do anymore. Without objection, he let the twins undress him, until he stood in front of them, completely bare and flushed.

Erestor raised his head, meeting the twins’ gazes and gasped with surprise. Without his noticing, they too were undressed. Now, two very naked and aroused peredhil (half- elves) stood on either side of him. They didn’t give him time to recover. Elladan pulled Erestor against him and kissed him hungrily. The advisor could only melt into the sensual embrace, writhing and moaning. Ever more he trembled, when suddenly another body pressed against his backside, and he felt a rock hard arousal upon his buttocks. Four hands caressed him, worshipping, cherishing his quivering body like no one else before. Two voices whispered to him seductively, but also lovingly, so that he soon had tears of joy in his eyes. Through his lust induced haze, he realized Elladan was moving away, and he tried to pull him back. All Erestor’s earlier inhibitions were completely forgotten.

“Shh, lirimaer… there is no reason to hurry. We have the whole night.” Elladan chuckled with a husky voice. How long he had wanted this elf, who now stood between him and his brother, his face radiant with complete yielding. Elladan could smell the heady scent of arousal, which emitted from the advisor. And now, he could finally make all his dreams come true. Elladan saw his brother taking a better grip of Erestor, exactly what they had planned. He didn’t waste anymore time, but knelt and took Erestor’s arousal in his hand, stroking it gently. The advisor’s hoarse cry echoed in the room, when Elladan swallowed him as deeply as he possibly could. The older twin sucked greedily, closing his eyes. Long had he dreamed of this, but dreams were nothing compared to the glorious reality.

Elrohir watched in awe, how his brother feasted on Erestor’s arousal. He could feel the elf trembling in his arms. There were no words to describe how he felt at that moment. Of one thing he was sure. They were meant to be. He turned the advisor’s head and kissed him, taking advantage of his helpless moaning. He tasted, teased Erestor’s mouth thoroughly, taking pleasure in its sweetness. With his deep kisses, Elrohir smothered Erestor’s scream, when he finally released himself into his brother’s mouth. He felt the elf in his arms tensing, and then falling completely limp. Elrohir struggled to keep his balance, succeeded; and finally lifted the almost unconscious elf in his arms. With Elladan’s help, he carried Erestor to the bed.

They waited for Erestor to recover, watching him silently. The dark elf was amazing, he was like temptation itself, lying against cushions in front of them. When Erestor finally opened his eyes, the twins gasped with adoration. The dark elf’s gaze sparkled with unshed tears and utter vulnerability. He opened his arms, and the twins went in them happily. This embrace wasn’t lust but gentleness and love.

Erestor was happy to feel two warm bodies against his own. How he loved them, both of them, more than he could say. He had only this one night, only this, far too short time with them and then… life- long yearning for something he could never have again. He didn’t want to think of it now. He wanted to fill his thoughts and senses with his dear twins. He wanted as many memories of them he could possibly have. Those memories would be his only consolation, when he was alone again.

He let his hands wander upon their lithe bodies, wondering at their beauty.

“You two are so beautiful… incredible…” He whispered, taking pleasure in their needy squirming. Soon, he noticed that two identical pairs of gray eyes were staring at him.

“We want you, Erestor. All of you.” They said.

Erestor nodded.

“Take me then, and do with me what you will. I’ve wanted you for so long.” He whispered invitingly. He knew he could deny them nothing, ever.

The twins didn’t need any more encouragement. Elrohir leaned closer, and captured Erestor’s mouth into a hot kiss. He smiled, when he felt a soft moan against his lips. Erestor was so delicious, so tempting in his passion.

Erestor gasped, but yielded willingly when Elrohir pinned him against the mattress. His rock hard arousal pressed against Erestor’s thigh, making his own need burst into flames yet again. Elrohir felt so good in his arms. Without noticing, Erestor swayed his hips, in a desperate attempt to create more friction. He cried out with disappointment, when Elrohir finally pulled slightly back.

“Shh… we won’t leave you. We would make love to you like no one ever before, until you scream with pleasure.” Elrohir whispered hoarsely.

“Saes (please)! I want you… want…” Erestor wailed softly, his doubts completely forgotten.

“And you will have us, all of us, soon.” Elladan soothed, as he took a strong grip of Erestor’s hips, helping him to his hands and knees.

Erestor’s heart started to race, when he felt gentle hands smoothing his hips and buttocks. Erestor had never been this nervous, but at the same time, deep in his heart, was at complete peace. This was good. This was right, even if he had only this one night.

Elladan didn’t need to look at his brother, to know what he did at the moment. The older twin heard from his brother’s quickened breathing, that Elrohir was almost ready. Elladan continued to prepare Erestor for his possession, and he felt the advisor shaking in his need. Suddenly, a desperate scream escaped from Erestor’s lips, and Elladan knew he had found what he had been looking for. Elladan brushed that secret spot several times, taking pleasure from Erestor’s begging. Finally, the older twin glanced at his brother, and nodded.

Elrohir took the hint, and leaned to speak into Erestor’s ear. The advisor was beyond rational thinking, and he hardly understood what the younger peredhil wanted from him.

Erestor was confused, as he saw Elrohir settle himself in front of him, his obvious desire to be taken.

“Elrohir? What… do you really… “ Erestor panted, trying to figure out what was happening.

“I want you to take me. Come, Erestor nín. I want you.” The younger twin simply said, and beckoned Erestor to settle between his legs. Erestor complied, after a moment’s hesitation, only to find that Elladan held him back.

“One more moment, lirimaer (lovely one).” Elladan whispered, and coated Erestor’s length, stroking it gently. Erestor could only lean weakly against Elladan, moaning and writhing. He gasped, when the older twin released him, and helped him to settle into Elrohir’s waiting embrace.

The younger twin looked into Erestor’s beautiful eyes, when the elf took him, making him finally his. Elrohir smiled happily, despite his almost unbearable fullness. Erestor felt so good within him, as if he was made for him.

“Are you all right, meleth?” Erestor asked, without noticing the endearment that escaped from his lips.

“I am. Finally you are ours, Erestor. But first… come, brother. Come and feel yourself, that he really is made for us.” Elrohir said softly.

Elladan didn’t need to be told twice, and soon Erestor gasped as he was slowly entered. Their union felt heavenly. This was beyond everything that Erestor had ever known. Tears fell from his eyes. He could only whisper the twins’ names as Elladan slowly started to move, setting their pace. Elrohir around him… Elladan deep within him… two identical voices, crying his name… Sensations washed over Erestor’s body, feeling he was thoroughly loved. Finally, Elladan and Elrohir were one with him, just as he had dreamed for so long. Their bodies rocked together with complete rhythm, older then the time itself. Erestor drifted into blinding ecstasy, which seemed to last forever, until they finally found their release, screaming their pleasure into night.

Erestor buried his head against Elrohir’s chest, sobbing and writhing. Their lovemaking had been almost too much for him to bear, and now all his hidden feelings burst out. Through his haze, Erestor could feel two warm bodies against him, and two pairs of hands, caressing him gently.

“Elladan… Elrohir… hold me.” He whispered hoarsely, desperately needing their closeness.

“We will hold you, now and forever, meleth.” Two voices said to him, and that was last thing Erestor heard before he drifted into exhausted sleep.

The twins stared at Erestor for a moment, admiring his beauty and holding him, just as Erestor had asked.

“He is incredible, Elladan. Erestor is finally ours.” Elrohir said softly, and stroked the sleeping elf’s raven hair.

“Aye, brother. I love him, as much as I love you.” Elladan whispered, kissing his younger twin gently. They sighed happily, and snuggled closer to each other, until sleep claimed them too.