Melethen

Chapter Six

Legolas stretched as he pulled Elrohir against his body, the twin resting his
head on the archer’s chest. “I did not hurt you, did I?”

“Nay,” Elrohir replied, honestly. “I am just unused to -- it has been a
long time since I was used thusly. I had forgotten the pleasure and joy that
could be found.”

“You were well satisfied, then,” the prince asked, a knowing smile
lighting his face. His fingers working their way through the silken ebony length
of hair.

“Aye, very well,” he replied, “but next time, I wish to take you,
Legolas. I have longed to do so since I first saw you, years ago.”

“Truly?” The admission surprised the prince he could never remember
either twin regarding him in more than a friendly manner.

“Aye, you were just past your majority,” Elrohir explained, reminiscing.
“So young, but so beautiful, even then. I admit I envied the one you chose to
be your teacher.”

“Would that I had that luxury,” Legolas replied, almost angrily. “I was
forced to share myself with someone -- it does not matter. I wish you would have
said something to me, you would have brought some joy to me even if I would have
spent the rest of the day blushing to my ears.”

“That would have been a sight to see, I doubt you blush often now.”

“If any could bring a blush to my face, it would be you, Elrohir,” the
archer replied in an amused voice.

“I shall make it my duty for I would love to see it,” the younger twin
replied. When Legolas yawned, Elrohir looked up at him. “You are tired, the
road was long and we have kept you from resting.”

“Tired, I am, but Elladan asked that I return to him when I leave you,”
Legolas admitted, softly. “If I were to allow myself to sleep now…I’m
afraid I would sleep through the night.”

“My brother would understand,” Elrohir promised.

“He might, but I will not take the chance that he would begin to doubt my
word,” the archer replied. “I would have you both trust me.”

“Aye, it is important that Elladan trust you,” the twin agreed. “His
past is…he needs someone he can trust. He was used and treated horribly, vowed
he would never take another male as a lover. Somehow, you caused him to break
that vow.”

“Who was this elf who caused him so much pain, Elrohir?”

“I have already said too much,” the elf knight replied. “The rest you
need to find out from Elladan. He will share it with you, soon, I think.”

“Perhaps,” Legolas concluded. “He has suggested we explore the valley
in the afternoon followed by a picnic and swimming. He said you will join us,
will you?”

“I believe that can be arranged,” Elrohir responded with a smile. “The
last of the mares foaled yesterday and I can’t think of anything that will
prevent my going.”

“I am indeed blessed,” the prince said, grinning. “I can think of no
better way to spend the day.”

“You may rethink those words, my prince, when you find the ride home
uncomfortable,” Elrohir warned. “I intend to take what was denied me this
night.”

Melodious laughter filled the room as the archer reacted to the twin’s
statement. “You never know what will happen.”

Elrohir moved until he was staring down at Legolas. “Do not doubt my desire
for you, prince, it runs deep in my soul and once set it free, there will be no
stopping it.”

The younger twin’s kiss surprised Legolas and he moaned delightedly as
Elrohir’s hot tongue plundered his mouth. The prince returned the kiss
eagerly, teasing and sucking on the tongue until they both pulled away gasping
for breath. “There is nowhere you can run that it won’t seek you out.
Nowhere to hide from its burning rage.”

“You are bold to declare such,” Legolas replied, more in shock than in
anger.

“Aye, I am forward, but I speak the truth, my prince.” Elrohir retorted,
confidently.

Disconcerted by the twin’s declaration, the archer swung his legs over the
side of the bed. “I must bathe.”

“So eager to wash my scent from your skin,” The elf knight teased.

“Nay, I would not return to him smelling of you just as I did not come to
you smelling of him,” he remarked, flustered.

“Help yourself to my bath, dearest prince, but forget not my words.”
Elrohir declared, his smile teasing.

Legolas walked as calmly as he could to the bathing chamber, but once the
door was closed, he fell against it shaking. The emotions he had been fighting
all night besieged him once again and he wiped the tears away from his cheeks
with his hands. His muttered curses were thankfully drowned out by the falling
water.

Things weren’t going as planned and Legolas cursed under his breath for
allowing himself to be so enamored with the twins’ form and beauty. The warmth
that rushed through him while coupling with each twin scared him more than he
cared to admit. He was not looking for a mate, he had only wanted to pass the
time in Imladris giving and receiving pleasure from the Lord’s sons. The
affair had to end before they left the vale, he could not stress that point
enough. Tomorrow he would make sure Elrohir understood and remind Elladan of
that fact.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Elrohir had been sleeping when Legolas emerged from the bath and for that
Legolas was thankful. Now that he made his way to Elladan’s bed, he hoped that
the older of the twins had drifted off, as well. Luck was not with the archer
this night, it seemed.

“You have returned,” Elladan said, relief evident in his voice.

“I said that I would, did I not?” He asked, quietly.

“Aye, you did, but I wondered if you would change your mind.” The older
twin scooted over and lifted the covers in invitation.

Legolas joined him under the covers and cuddled against the warm body. “Perhaps
from now on you will trust in my word.”

“Perhaps,” Elladan replied, wrapping his arms around the prince.

“Who am I to deny the future lord of Imladris,” he asked with a yawn.

“Sleep, melethron,” the twin whispered as he caressed Legolas‘ cheek.
“We have selfishly kept you awake after your long journey.”

“It was well worth it,” the archer said as he drifted off to sleep.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Elrohir left his room about midmorning and was surprised to find Elladan
sitting on the sofa, staring at the floor. The younger twin cleared his throat
before speaking, “Have you had breakfast?”

“Nay, I was waiting for you,” Elladan said, looking at his brother with a
wide smile.

“And Legolas? Is he joining us?” he asked, returning the smile.

“Legolas is sleeping, I had not the heart to wake him,” Elladan
confessed. “He looks so young and innocent when in slumber.”

“Well, he is young, compared to us,” Elrohir said, trying to suppress a
grin. “I would use several words to describe him, innocent isn’t one of
them. You survived the night, I knew you could do it.”

“Aye, it was wonderful, but this morning I fear I gave too much of myself,”
the elder divulged, sadly. “Such feelings, they reminded me of what I felt for
Haldir before he..he..I should have known better than to try. He is so beautiful
and I desired him, but what he makes me feel….It scares me, Elrohir.”

“The feelings you speak of, I felt them, as well,” he replied, sitting
down next to his brother and wrapping his arm around him. “You cannot allow
the night of your majority to have such a hold on you. I understand your fear,
but like I said before, Legolas is nothing like Haldir.”

“I do not know that I can face him,” Elladan admitted, giving Elrohir a
sad look. “I’ve made a terrible mistake, I cannot continue on this path. You
desire him, I will not stand in your way.”

“You will deny your feelings?” Elrohir barked, moving to the edge of the
couch. “That is nonsense, Elladan. Listen to me closely, brother, denying what
you feel will only cause pain. Pain for everyone involved, not just yourself.
Please, think of last night and the elation I know you felt.”

“I have thought of that,” the elder snapped. “It is what kept me from
fleeing from him this very morn. When I woke, he was wrapped in my arms….I was
overcome with so many emotions.”

“You have to work through this, for your own sake, Elladan,” Elrohir
said, standing. “Come, we are late for breakfast, but perhaps we will find
some food.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Half past noon found Elladan, Elrohir and Legolas on their way to the stable
with all the supplies needed for an afternoon of exploring, picnicking and
swimming. Laughter at wicked jests floated on the breeze causing several
residents to smile indulgently as they worked or passed by.

To Elrohir, it seemed Elladan had taken his advice and reconsidered his
feelings. He appeared to be completely relaxed and enjoying Legolas’ company
immensely. The prince was flirting shamelessly with his twin and he was
responding in kind. When the two paused for a heated kiss, Elrohir knew
everything would be fine.

“Get away from him,” a voice shrieked as a beautiful, dark haired elleth
ran over to pull Legolas away from Elladan. “Who are you and how dare you kiss
my elf!”

Elrohir groaned as Legolas straightened his clothing and Elladan looked as
though he wished the ground would open up and swallow him whole. Three sets of
eyes stared at the elleth in shock.

The prince, displeased by the interruption, gave the elleth a charming smile
that didn’t quite reach his eyes. He recognized the elleth from the pool and
turned to look at Elladan.

Elrohir quickly stepped in, hoping to avoid attracting more attention. “Ervinai,
may I introduce Prince Legolas of Mirkwood? My prince, this is Ervinai, daughter
of the bard and favored tryst partner of many, including my brother.”

“Elrohir, must you always tease,” she asked, sweetly, while glaring
daggers at him behind Elladan‘s back.

“I am not your elf, Ervinai,” Elladan interjected coolly.

“You have forgotten your promise to me already?” Her slight whine and
pout had no doubt been practiced for hours in front of a mirror. Legolas and
Elrohir rolled their eyes and waited for Elladan’s reply.

The older twin bit his lip and turned to look at Legolas and Elrohir. “I am
sorry, I forgot I promised to help her today. Please, you go and enjoy
yourselves, I will meet you back here tonight.”

Ervinai, pleased to have Elladan to herself, smiled graciously before leading
him off to parts unknown.

Legolas turned to Elrohir and smiled. “Looks like I am all yours for the
afternoon, think you can handle it?”

Elrohir laughed and nodded his head. “Positive.”

He didn’t miss the look Legolas took over his shoulder in the direction
Elladan had gone.

TBC