My Dreams, My Heaven
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
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3,986
Reviews:
8
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Currently Reading:
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Las and the world he lives in are the only things that are mine. Any others worlds and characters belong the J.R.R. Tolkien and his estate and I by no means what so ever intend to make profit off of writing this story
chapter 7
Title: My Dreams, My Heaven
Author: Lenora
Contact: romanticthief77@yahoo.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Elladan/Elrohir, Elladan/Elrohir/Legolas, Elladan/Legolas, Elrohir/legolas, Legolas/Las (oc), Elladan/Las(oc), Elrohir/Las(oc), Elladan/Elrohir/Legolas/Las(oc)
Warnings: Violence, Angst, Explicit twincest, Non-con, Mpreg, cross-dressing, character death/rebirth. Original Character, Trans-gender (Hermaphrodite).
Feedback: helps me know what I’m doing wrong, what I can improve, and makes me happy
Summary: Las is an abused Hermaphrodite in a world that looks down on hermaphrodites and homosexuality. The only thing that keeps him going night after night of servicing clients for his parents is his old and worn Lord of the rings trilogy book, which he must hide because such books have been banned from society. Each morning when he goes to sleep, he escapes into a dream where his heroes ease his troubled mind from the stress of his hellish life. But for Las his dreams become his heaven when one night after some clients go to far, but how long can this heaven last for little Las because even in this world there are those that would seek to cause him pain.
Notes: Italics indicate mind speak and ** indicate thoughts,
Disclaimer: Las and the world he lives in are the only things that are mine. Any others worlds and characters belong the J.R.R. Tolkien and his estate and I by no means what so ever intend to make profit off of writing this story or any other story I may write involving his characters. This is done purely for fun and for my own amusement and the enjoyment of my readers…if I have any
A/N: alright weekend is over its time to get some work done now. I hope all of you who are enjoying the story had a great weekend!
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Chapter 7
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Las took a deep sigh and began recounting the events that had occurred in his dream, he had to pause a few times to gather his courage when he came to describing Salvatore and the kind of man he was.
When he was done with his story he looked up to Legolas for reassurance that this was just some nightmare and creation of his mind and there was nothing they had to fear.
Legolas pulled Las closer kissing the top of his head “it sounds like a nightmare, nothing more little one.”
But even as he said it he doubted his own words, he wouldn’t show that to Las though. The poor thing needed to get some rest, he would talk about it with Elrond later, perhaps the ancient elf would know something in his
vast knowledge of the world that could lead them to what this nightmare could be telling them.
Las sighed contently reassured by his friend, he snuggled closer into his cozy embrace, and began to drift off to sleep exhausted from his emotional outburst. Legolas smiled, gently lying Las down in his bed and pulling the covers over him before quietly leaving the room and heading back to his own rooms to dress and retrieve the
twins before they over slept and were late getting to the courtyard.
He was surprised to find them both up and dressed gathering up the last things they needed before heading down to get some provisions from Morwen. They turned to look at him anxiety written all over their handsome faces.
Elladan spoke first “Did Las tell you anything?” when they had left a few hours ago; the poor elf had seemed beside himself in panic and appeared ready to bolt at sudden loud noise.
Legolas nodded “yes he finally…” he hesitated to tell them all Las had said, he didn’t want them distracted while they were out on patrol, but they knew him to well and they would know if he wasn’t telling the whole truth to them. He gave in knowing it made no difference either way whether he told them or not, they would find
out soon enough.
“He told me about the dream he had last night, though not of any others he has been having, I think he still wishes us to believe that they are not happening. What he explained about the dream concerns me though, it doesn’t seem like the usual nightmare one might have.”
Legolas plopped himself down in one of the oversized chairs by the fire, a look of concentration on his face, he was still trying to scour his mind for anything he had heard in the past that could give him a clue about Las strange nightmare.
Elrohir raised his eyebrow and stared hard at his golden lover. “Just what kind of nightmare did Las have?”
Legolas bade them both to sit so he could explain everything Las had told him. When he was finished the twins seemed concerned, but less than he felt.
Elladan patted his hand “as far as we know only two people in the history of our world have found a way into one world of the other, and Las is now the only one still alive. If someone wants into this world Las would be the only one to bring them here and Las has no idea of how he managed to get here. I think there is little we need to worry about; I think Las just had a nightmare, which he will have many more of until he is fully healed.”
He pulled Legolas into his lap kissing the wood elf’s neck, breathing in his musky scent. “Now I know you are worried, we all are, but I think this time we can just assume it was a nightmare plain and simple, if he has more that are similar then we will worry about it, but for now can we spend a few moments together before we have to leave?”
Legolas chuckled and kissed him deeply wrapping his arms around Elladan’s shoulders, and turning to straddle the half elf’s hips.
“Hey don’t leave me out of this” Elrohir huffed, feigning hurt
Legolas pulled away and gave his other lover a seductive look; he offered his hand to Elrohir and bade him to join them on the couch. The younger twin could not resist such a tempting sight the two elves presented.
***
Las awoke to a lusty scream of ecstasy from the elves next door. His eyes widened a little confused thinking one of them could be hurt, and then he heard low moans and the rhythmic pounding of their headboard against the wall. He giggled laying back into his pillows, He knew his friends were also lovers and it amused him how loud the three could be when they were trying to keep their affair relatively under wraps.
He stretched letting out a content moan, he didn’t want to get out of bed, but he wanted to say goodbye to the twins before they left. He threw back the covers and pulled himself to the edge, whoever had put him to bed had been kind enough to place his cane nearby, and with its help he made it over to the bathroom. He put his cane down and leaned against the wall of the shower stand pulling off the nightshirt he had on. He pulled the tab that would let the hot water that had been heating in the kettle under his room fall in a cascade of steaming water over him through a series of holes that had been punched into a clay cylinder in the ceiling, he sighed enjoying the hot water that soothed his aching body, he had never had this luxury before, and took as much time as he could to enjoy every minute of it.
He finished up with his shower toweling his hair dry with one of the fluffing towels and wrapping another about himself to ward off the chill of the cool morning air. He picked up the bottle of jasmine oil Elrohir had given him to help with the stiffness of his scars, he smiled, every time he picked up this bottle he was reminded of the half elf. He was attracted to each of his three friends, to the point where he would sometimes have dreams about the three elves together with him watching their lusty play.
He knew that they would never see him like that though; he was convinced they saw him more like a child than as a potential lover. And who was he kidding? The three were already walking a thin line being with each other, and why would they want to add a fourth to their bed even if they were not adverse to the idea.
He shook his head to clear away those thoughts, those events would never happen; they would never want him in their bed. He wasn’t so sure he was even ready for a relationship like that, his past was too much to bear sometimes, and adding a relationship with three elves would more than complicate things.
He replaced the bottle on the shelf and continued to get himself presentable for the day. He was in the middle of pinning his hair up when there was a knock on the door.
“Come in” he called already sure he knew who it was.
Elladan came in first, as he had suspected, throwing his arms out wide and singing some song Las had no idea what was about terribly off key, making the two elves behind him wince. Las giggled knowing Elladan wasn’t even trying to sing correctly. Elladan came up behind him continuing his terrible song; he slapped his hands away playfully and set about putting Las hair up in braids and twists to give his hair an elegant look.
“Oh Elladan enough, I’ve got no patience to pull it all apart when I go to bed tonight.” Las complained trying to bat the larger elf’s hands away, but Elladan just shoved his hand into his lap.
“Don’t oh Elladan me little Las you have Legolas to take it down for you if you can’t bring yourself to do it on your own.” He chided, clicking his tongue, He grinned while Las glared daggers at him from the looking glass.
the other two elves chuckled as they watched Elladan all done up in gear better suited for orc slaying and with his broad sword strapped to his hip, do a lady like hair do on the much smaller, much more feminine elf in front of him, Looking more like a clucking mother hen than the hardened warrior he was. He put one last braid into Las hair pinning it into place.
“There now, how can you complain, I think it looks lovely” he said stepping back so Las couldn’t reach around and slap him.
Las looked at Elladan work, and smiled it was lovely he thought. He turned around and stood reaching to hug the larger elf.
“Aye thank you Elladan I love it.”
Elladan pulled him into his arms and hugged him in return, grinning playfully, he pulled Las over his shoulder and swatted the little elf’s bottom. Las squealed in delight having played this game with him before.
“Elladan be careful.” Elrohir warned, more for his own sake than any one else’s, he knew his brother would be careful, Elladan would be the more likely of the two to get hurt.
Elladan grinned at the other two before ticking las and walking out the door to the main courtyard, his lovers in tow and a squealing hermaphrodite over his shoulder.
When they reached the courtyard he put Las down, and straightened out the clothes that Las had mussed up in the walk down there. When he looked up at Las who was busy also straightening out his clothes, he could help but admire how beautiful the little elf was.
His fair face was flushed from excitement; some golden hair had escaped their bonds framing his pale face. His cotton blue dress was form fitting and a little low cut reveling his ample breasts, more than was decent in public, the neck line of his dress plunging into a V-cut showing off the Lace white under dress he wore.
Elladan found it odd that Las leaned more toward the feminine fashions than the masculine, since Las preferred to be referred to as male rather than female. Perhaps it was just an old habit, not that it mattered, since Las looked stunning in anything he put on.
He was so intent of studying every last curve the dress revealed that he didn’t realize Las was talking to him until the little elf snapped his fingers.
“Elladan? Are you alright?” Las asked concern lacing his voice.
Elladan shook his head, looking back up to Las’ face. “Yes, I’m sorry Las I was thinking about something.”
Las raised an eyebrow; he knew exactly what Elladan had been thinking about. He had seen that look before; he knew Elladan hadn’t been just “thinking”. He pulled his dress up a little, realizing that he wasn’t exactly leaving much to the imagination and he didn’t really want to be attracting that kind of attention anyways.
“I asked if you had my cane. It will be hard for me to walk without it”
Elladan looked sheepish; he had forgotten the cane when he left the room. He felt a tap on his shoulder, turning to see Legolas hold out the cane. Elladan took it offering it to Las; who took it grateful to be able to lean on something, his knees where already beginning to ache.
He hugged each of the twins wishing them well on their patrol and demanding that each of them come back in one piece. Legolas doing likewise with his lovers, though he hugs lasted longer, he always found it hard to let them go without him, but he was needed here with Las.
Legolas wrapped his arms around Las’ shoulder and the two of them watched the twins ride away with the rest of the patrol, waving to them until neither could see the dark haired twins.
Las looked up at Legolas who hadn’t moved even though the twins were out of sight, he knew Legolas didn’t like the idea of his beloved’s going off into the wilderness, it didn’t matter to him they were much older than him and had been hunting orcs before he had ever been born. Las shook him getting him to look down at him rather than the now empty road.
“Come on, I need your help with the assignments Erestor gave me yesterday.” Las pleaded with him, he needed to get Legolas’ mind off a things or else the wood elf would walk around the last homely house with a gray cloud over his head.
Legolas smiled at him and nodded, the two headed back inside. He turned one last time to the road before heading up to the library to help Las with his studies. For whatever reason he had a feeling something was going to happen whether to the twins or someone else, something just wasn’t sitting well with him, though he had no idea what it could be.
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TBC…
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A/N: more on the way!
Author: Lenora
Contact: romanticthief77@yahoo.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Elladan/Elrohir, Elladan/Elrohir/Legolas, Elladan/Legolas, Elrohir/legolas, Legolas/Las (oc), Elladan/Las(oc), Elrohir/Las(oc), Elladan/Elrohir/Legolas/Las(oc)
Warnings: Violence, Angst, Explicit twincest, Non-con, Mpreg, cross-dressing, character death/rebirth. Original Character, Trans-gender (Hermaphrodite).
Feedback: helps me know what I’m doing wrong, what I can improve, and makes me happy
Summary: Las is an abused Hermaphrodite in a world that looks down on hermaphrodites and homosexuality. The only thing that keeps him going night after night of servicing clients for his parents is his old and worn Lord of the rings trilogy book, which he must hide because such books have been banned from society. Each morning when he goes to sleep, he escapes into a dream where his heroes ease his troubled mind from the stress of his hellish life. But for Las his dreams become his heaven when one night after some clients go to far, but how long can this heaven last for little Las because even in this world there are those that would seek to cause him pain.
Notes: Italics indicate mind speak and ** indicate thoughts,
Disclaimer: Las and the world he lives in are the only things that are mine. Any others worlds and characters belong the J.R.R. Tolkien and his estate and I by no means what so ever intend to make profit off of writing this story or any other story I may write involving his characters. This is done purely for fun and for my own amusement and the enjoyment of my readers…if I have any
A/N: alright weekend is over its time to get some work done now. I hope all of you who are enjoying the story had a great weekend!
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Chapter 7
~~~
Las took a deep sigh and began recounting the events that had occurred in his dream, he had to pause a few times to gather his courage when he came to describing Salvatore and the kind of man he was.
When he was done with his story he looked up to Legolas for reassurance that this was just some nightmare and creation of his mind and there was nothing they had to fear.
Legolas pulled Las closer kissing the top of his head “it sounds like a nightmare, nothing more little one.”
But even as he said it he doubted his own words, he wouldn’t show that to Las though. The poor thing needed to get some rest, he would talk about it with Elrond later, perhaps the ancient elf would know something in his
vast knowledge of the world that could lead them to what this nightmare could be telling them.
Las sighed contently reassured by his friend, he snuggled closer into his cozy embrace, and began to drift off to sleep exhausted from his emotional outburst. Legolas smiled, gently lying Las down in his bed and pulling the covers over him before quietly leaving the room and heading back to his own rooms to dress and retrieve the
twins before they over slept and were late getting to the courtyard.
He was surprised to find them both up and dressed gathering up the last things they needed before heading down to get some provisions from Morwen. They turned to look at him anxiety written all over their handsome faces.
Elladan spoke first “Did Las tell you anything?” when they had left a few hours ago; the poor elf had seemed beside himself in panic and appeared ready to bolt at sudden loud noise.
Legolas nodded “yes he finally…” he hesitated to tell them all Las had said, he didn’t want them distracted while they were out on patrol, but they knew him to well and they would know if he wasn’t telling the whole truth to them. He gave in knowing it made no difference either way whether he told them or not, they would find
out soon enough.
“He told me about the dream he had last night, though not of any others he has been having, I think he still wishes us to believe that they are not happening. What he explained about the dream concerns me though, it doesn’t seem like the usual nightmare one might have.”
Legolas plopped himself down in one of the oversized chairs by the fire, a look of concentration on his face, he was still trying to scour his mind for anything he had heard in the past that could give him a clue about Las strange nightmare.
Elrohir raised his eyebrow and stared hard at his golden lover. “Just what kind of nightmare did Las have?”
Legolas bade them both to sit so he could explain everything Las had told him. When he was finished the twins seemed concerned, but less than he felt.
Elladan patted his hand “as far as we know only two people in the history of our world have found a way into one world of the other, and Las is now the only one still alive. If someone wants into this world Las would be the only one to bring them here and Las has no idea of how he managed to get here. I think there is little we need to worry about; I think Las just had a nightmare, which he will have many more of until he is fully healed.”
He pulled Legolas into his lap kissing the wood elf’s neck, breathing in his musky scent. “Now I know you are worried, we all are, but I think this time we can just assume it was a nightmare plain and simple, if he has more that are similar then we will worry about it, but for now can we spend a few moments together before we have to leave?”
Legolas chuckled and kissed him deeply wrapping his arms around Elladan’s shoulders, and turning to straddle the half elf’s hips.
“Hey don’t leave me out of this” Elrohir huffed, feigning hurt
Legolas pulled away and gave his other lover a seductive look; he offered his hand to Elrohir and bade him to join them on the couch. The younger twin could not resist such a tempting sight the two elves presented.
***
Las awoke to a lusty scream of ecstasy from the elves next door. His eyes widened a little confused thinking one of them could be hurt, and then he heard low moans and the rhythmic pounding of their headboard against the wall. He giggled laying back into his pillows, He knew his friends were also lovers and it amused him how loud the three could be when they were trying to keep their affair relatively under wraps.
He stretched letting out a content moan, he didn’t want to get out of bed, but he wanted to say goodbye to the twins before they left. He threw back the covers and pulled himself to the edge, whoever had put him to bed had been kind enough to place his cane nearby, and with its help he made it over to the bathroom. He put his cane down and leaned against the wall of the shower stand pulling off the nightshirt he had on. He pulled the tab that would let the hot water that had been heating in the kettle under his room fall in a cascade of steaming water over him through a series of holes that had been punched into a clay cylinder in the ceiling, he sighed enjoying the hot water that soothed his aching body, he had never had this luxury before, and took as much time as he could to enjoy every minute of it.
He finished up with his shower toweling his hair dry with one of the fluffing towels and wrapping another about himself to ward off the chill of the cool morning air. He picked up the bottle of jasmine oil Elrohir had given him to help with the stiffness of his scars, he smiled, every time he picked up this bottle he was reminded of the half elf. He was attracted to each of his three friends, to the point where he would sometimes have dreams about the three elves together with him watching their lusty play.
He knew that they would never see him like that though; he was convinced they saw him more like a child than as a potential lover. And who was he kidding? The three were already walking a thin line being with each other, and why would they want to add a fourth to their bed even if they were not adverse to the idea.
He shook his head to clear away those thoughts, those events would never happen; they would never want him in their bed. He wasn’t so sure he was even ready for a relationship like that, his past was too much to bear sometimes, and adding a relationship with three elves would more than complicate things.
He replaced the bottle on the shelf and continued to get himself presentable for the day. He was in the middle of pinning his hair up when there was a knock on the door.
“Come in” he called already sure he knew who it was.
Elladan came in first, as he had suspected, throwing his arms out wide and singing some song Las had no idea what was about terribly off key, making the two elves behind him wince. Las giggled knowing Elladan wasn’t even trying to sing correctly. Elladan came up behind him continuing his terrible song; he slapped his hands away playfully and set about putting Las hair up in braids and twists to give his hair an elegant look.
“Oh Elladan enough, I’ve got no patience to pull it all apart when I go to bed tonight.” Las complained trying to bat the larger elf’s hands away, but Elladan just shoved his hand into his lap.
“Don’t oh Elladan me little Las you have Legolas to take it down for you if you can’t bring yourself to do it on your own.” He chided, clicking his tongue, He grinned while Las glared daggers at him from the looking glass.
the other two elves chuckled as they watched Elladan all done up in gear better suited for orc slaying and with his broad sword strapped to his hip, do a lady like hair do on the much smaller, much more feminine elf in front of him, Looking more like a clucking mother hen than the hardened warrior he was. He put one last braid into Las hair pinning it into place.
“There now, how can you complain, I think it looks lovely” he said stepping back so Las couldn’t reach around and slap him.
Las looked at Elladan work, and smiled it was lovely he thought. He turned around and stood reaching to hug the larger elf.
“Aye thank you Elladan I love it.”
Elladan pulled him into his arms and hugged him in return, grinning playfully, he pulled Las over his shoulder and swatted the little elf’s bottom. Las squealed in delight having played this game with him before.
“Elladan be careful.” Elrohir warned, more for his own sake than any one else’s, he knew his brother would be careful, Elladan would be the more likely of the two to get hurt.
Elladan grinned at the other two before ticking las and walking out the door to the main courtyard, his lovers in tow and a squealing hermaphrodite over his shoulder.
When they reached the courtyard he put Las down, and straightened out the clothes that Las had mussed up in the walk down there. When he looked up at Las who was busy also straightening out his clothes, he could help but admire how beautiful the little elf was.
His fair face was flushed from excitement; some golden hair had escaped their bonds framing his pale face. His cotton blue dress was form fitting and a little low cut reveling his ample breasts, more than was decent in public, the neck line of his dress plunging into a V-cut showing off the Lace white under dress he wore.
Elladan found it odd that Las leaned more toward the feminine fashions than the masculine, since Las preferred to be referred to as male rather than female. Perhaps it was just an old habit, not that it mattered, since Las looked stunning in anything he put on.
He was so intent of studying every last curve the dress revealed that he didn’t realize Las was talking to him until the little elf snapped his fingers.
“Elladan? Are you alright?” Las asked concern lacing his voice.
Elladan shook his head, looking back up to Las’ face. “Yes, I’m sorry Las I was thinking about something.”
Las raised an eyebrow; he knew exactly what Elladan had been thinking about. He had seen that look before; he knew Elladan hadn’t been just “thinking”. He pulled his dress up a little, realizing that he wasn’t exactly leaving much to the imagination and he didn’t really want to be attracting that kind of attention anyways.
“I asked if you had my cane. It will be hard for me to walk without it”
Elladan looked sheepish; he had forgotten the cane when he left the room. He felt a tap on his shoulder, turning to see Legolas hold out the cane. Elladan took it offering it to Las; who took it grateful to be able to lean on something, his knees where already beginning to ache.
He hugged each of the twins wishing them well on their patrol and demanding that each of them come back in one piece. Legolas doing likewise with his lovers, though he hugs lasted longer, he always found it hard to let them go without him, but he was needed here with Las.
Legolas wrapped his arms around Las’ shoulder and the two of them watched the twins ride away with the rest of the patrol, waving to them until neither could see the dark haired twins.
Las looked up at Legolas who hadn’t moved even though the twins were out of sight, he knew Legolas didn’t like the idea of his beloved’s going off into the wilderness, it didn’t matter to him they were much older than him and had been hunting orcs before he had ever been born. Las shook him getting him to look down at him rather than the now empty road.
“Come on, I need your help with the assignments Erestor gave me yesterday.” Las pleaded with him, he needed to get Legolas’ mind off a things or else the wood elf would walk around the last homely house with a gray cloud over his head.
Legolas smiled at him and nodded, the two headed back inside. He turned one last time to the road before heading up to the library to help Las with his studies. For whatever reason he had a feeling something was going to happen whether to the twins or someone else, something just wasn’t sitting well with him, though he had no idea what it could be.
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TBC…
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A/N: more on the way!