The Night before the Council

Disclaimer: I do not own anything here. Everything belongs to the wonderful Tolkien. I'm writing this for the fun of it and as a part of a challenge in a group contest. My first slash fic. Enjoy.

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The Night before the Council
by
Vuaryn

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Rivendell, long has it been a sanctuary for all races who came in peace whether they be men, elves or hobbits, was also home to the Lord Elrond and his family. His wife, Celebrian had sailed long ago to t he West and now the halls echo with the sounds of his children, Elrohir, Elladan and Arwen.

Summer has long past Middle-Earth and Autumn now graced the Elven kingdom. Trees shed their Autumn leaves of red and gold blanketing the bare earth of the High Kingdom of Imaldris. The day had been one of beauty and Elrond took the opportunity to spend some times in the paling light in his courtyard. He looked across to Arwen and watched as her pretty brow furrowed as she read the light text on her lap when shouts from the guards disturbed their peace.

"What could it possibly be, Ada?" asked Arwen.

"I do not know, my daughter," answered Elrond. Both of them, making haste to the arrival hall.

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"Rider approaching, open the gates," hollered the guard. Asfaloth rode hard, into Rivendell. They were greeted by Lord Elrond and Arwen.

"He is fading, fast," Glorfindel informed the Lord of Rivendell, gesturing towards a limp figure in his arms.

"Give him to me," ordered Elrond. "There is still time. Where is Estel and the rest of the halflings?" asked Elrond as both he and Glorfindel made their way to the healer's room.

"They are making their way to Rivendell as we speak. Estel informed me that the halfling was stabbed by a Mordor blade," said Glorfindel.

As they approached the room, Glorfindel pushed the chamber door open. Once inside, Elrond placed the limp figure onto the bed. With Glorfindel at the halfling's side, he went to his medicine shelves and gathered the necessary herbs and vials. At the same time, the halfling was retching with every passing minute. Glorfindel had to hold him down. "Hurry, we are losing him."

Whilst, Elrond attended the halfling, Arwen stood outside the chamber sending a prayer to Elbereth that the little one would be well. The shouts from Glorfindel did not help much and she decided since her presence would hinder, not aid, to return to the courtyard. There, she met a most unexpected guest.

" Mithrandir! What has befallen you?" Arwen asked as she hurried to the limping wizard.

"Saruman. He has turned to the dark side. I was being detained at Isengard. Thanks to my dear friend," Gandalf glanced towards the sky, "I managed to escape. Any news from Estel?"

"Nay, Gandalf, although Glofindel came back just this morning with a halfing. Ada is with him at the moment," Arwen looked back to the house gravely.

At that moment one of the palace guards approached them “Pray forgive me, my lady, but Estel has arrived with three Halflings and bids you come to him at once.”

“Give them every care and ask Estel to come to me here.”

"Yes, my lady," answered the guard before he bowed and left.

"Arwen, I have already summoned some people for a council meeting, and some of them will be arriving tonight," said Gandalf as he arches his brow.

"Well, I better get you all clean up. You look terrible, old friend," Arwen letting out a light giggle.

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Two lithe figures were seen running in the woods outside Rivendell and did not go unnoticed by the group of riders that approached the borders. Reading each other's thoughts, they concealed hid themselves in the trees. As the group of riders approached, they came out from their hiding, arrows nocked to their bows.

"Sp Wh What business have you in Rivendell?" questioned the mystery archer.

"Has it been that long, Elladan, that you cannot even recognise your old friend?" answered the hooded figure on the horse.

"Legolas! Is that you? Why do you not bare, the symbol of Mirkwood?" questioned Elladan.

"I have been summoned to a secret council, here in Rivendell. Can I give you a ride back, to your home? It has been along time," Legolas offered.

"I would love to and yes, it has been a long time," said Elladan as he hoisted himself up on the back of Legolas's horse while Elrohir rode with another heading for Rivendell.

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"How fares the halfling, Elrond?" asked Gandalf as he took a peek into the healing chamber.

"Gandalf, old friend. Glorfindel got him back here in time. He will be fine," answered Elrond.

"Good. I bring news. I trust you will forgive my impertinence but I have summoned a council of extraordinary nature. All races must be present for Saruman has turned to the darkside and now seeks the one ring." Not knowing what to expect, Gandalf stood still and waited for an answer.

"You mean the ring that Isildur failed to destroy?" asked Elrond, voice low and brow arching.

Gandalf nodded his head. "It has stayed in The Shire for the past sixty years. The Halfling holds the ring and even now the wraiths ride to destroy him, we must unite to destroy the ring old friend.”

"There is only one way to destroy the ring that is to cast it into the fires of Mount Doom. There is no other way Gandalf," Elrond continued.

"The race of dwarves, men and elves will be at the council tomorrow," Gandalf paused, "and I hope that you will lead the council tomorrow."

"Very well, old friend."

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Once they arrived back at home, Elladan dismounted the horse as fast as he could. He was later joined by Legolas. Elrohir was shaking his head, knowing what will soon be obvious to many.

Elladan leaned over and kissed Legolas hard on his lips, tasting the sweetness that had long forgotten. "It has been far too long, Melindo. I have missed you so," said Elladan after the breathtaking kiss.

"I too have missed you and I’ll admit I wanted to visit earlier but my duty to my father and lands have kept me absent. However, we will have tonight to amend for the lost time," cooed Legolas.

"I hope that is a promise, my Greenleaf," answered Elladan before stealing another kiss from the fair prince.

"You know, dear brother, that this is a courtyard. If you want to show affection to your lover, do it within the privacy of your room," Elrohir reprimanded.

"I apologise, Elrohir. It was unbecoming of me," Legolas smiled. "It has been a long time. I will take your advice and retire for now. May I have your brother for the rest of the evening, with no interruption?"

"You can have him for all I care. He has been acting really weird this whole summer. I wished that you could have come earlier. He has been driving me to distraction, about how much he has missed you. Being his twin is not easy. There are certain bonds that I would rather we did not share," Elrohir snorted. "Now leave, before I start to throw up with your unruly behaviour."

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Legolas followed Elladan back to his chamber. Every step an agony, as the tension between them grew and evidence of their arousals becoming harder to hide. The short walk felt like eternity, just to get to his chamber. Elladan pushed the door hard and let both of them in, shutting it as soon as Legolas entered.

Legolas leaned and kissed his lover his desire pressing upon him as he parted the lips with abandon and plunged in tasting the sweetness and smoothness of youth on his palate. Despite being immortal a season had passed since last they saw each other and both had felt it keenly. Their relationship had been approved by everyone in Rivendell and Mirkwood and neither feared the rancour of others. Both princes were known for their mischief and their open affection for one another.

"Elladan, I need you now. I have thought of naught but you since I rode from Mirkwood. It was not easy to ride my horse with this burden," said Legolas as he guided his lover's hand to his groin.

"If only I knew of your arrival, I would have things arranged properly," answered Elladan as he continued to examine his lover's body, sensitive fingers trailing over the bulge.

"Seeing you again is enough for me. You do not have to arrange anything at all. Undress me, my love. A season is a long time, to be without you. I have ached for your touch and I miss the feel of you inside of me," said Legolas purred as he pressed his erection further into his lover's hand.

Taking the initiative, Elladan undressed his lover while Legolas reciprocated his actions. It did not take the couple long, before they stood naked as they faced each other. By now, Elladan's erection was growing in size and length. Brushing on Legolas's thigh heightened the sexual tension to fever pitch. A moan escaped from Legolas's lips. Elladan backed them to the bed and laid his lover down, taking moments to devour the golden body before his fingers trailed to the column of turgid flesh. Mouth followed fingers as it nipped and licked across sensitive skin, Elladan stopped and looked up into his lover’s sapphire eyes before taking his length in one smooth motion to the back of his throat. Undone by the sight and sensation Legolas laid back upon the bed, hands captured in the dark hair as he writhed and moaned.

Upon hearing those moans he deepened his administration, sucking hard with each stroke. He always loved to taste his sweetness. Legolas was bucking now, a signalling that he was ready as his heavy sac tightened against his body. Elladan placed a hand on his lover's flat stomach, he sucked hard on every stroke, adding pressure and blowing hard at the same time. It did not take Legolas long before he released his seeds into his lover's welcoming mouth. Elladan moaned softly as he swallowed his lovers come and smiled as he crawled up the satiated body.

"Ai, Elladan, you are really something, my love," Legolas reached for his lover and pulled him in for a kiss, tasting his own sweetness that still lingered in his lover's mouth. "Now, I want you in me. I know that you are in need of attention and release," smiled Legolas. He turned to his left to reach for the vial, which Elladan always kept by his bedside drawer. He then handed that vial to his lover. "Take me now, Melindo." Legolas begged softly.

Takihe vhe vial from his lover's hand, Elladan uncorked the vial and poured its content into his palm. bingbing his palms together, the liquid released a light aroma, which heightened his arousal even more. He positioned himself between his lover's leg, forcing them further apart with his knees. He then entered his forefinger into his lover's tight ring, pushing it in and drawing it out, ever so slowly.

"More, Elladan. I want you now. This is far too cruel to make me beg," ordered Legolas before a whimper escaped from his mouth as Elladan added another finger.

Stretching the tight muscles with every stroke. The administration made Elladan loose control and released a small amount of his own seed in desperation. He withdrew his finger and positioned his erection at his lover's entrance. In one smooth action, he sheathed himself in the Prince’s welcoming warmth.

"Ai, Legolas! You always feel too good despite full nights of lovemaking, only you Melindo makes me loose myself so completely." Elladan sighed. "You are right, it has been too long."

Elladan deepened his thrusts his body jerking wildly in their intimate dance, each caress met with equal fervour and force from the golden prince. His breathing quickened and his heart hammering in his chest as he fought for oxygen around his impending release. Legolas knew the look of concentration and bliss that echoed across his lovers face and clenched his muscles tighter, adding more friction to his lover's thrusts.

"Ai, Legolas, this is too much. I do not know huch uch longer I am able to hold," cried Elladan.

"Do not hold back, my love. Fulfil your pleasure, plant your seeds deep within me, like you have always done," urged Legolas as he licked his lover’s sensitive ear.

At that point, Elladan released his seeds into his lover, pushing in deeper with every thrust he made. At the last grunt, he collapsed on top of his lover. Two beautiful beings, laid atop each other, breathing hard and inhaling each other scents.

"I will never love another, as long as I have you, my Greenleaf," whispered Elladan to his lover's ear.

"As I to you, my beautiful Peredhel," replied Legolas before the two lovers slipped into reverie, tightly wound around each other in hearts, bodies and minds alike.

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It was a perfect morning when the council took place. At the end, nine volunteered, to take the ring into Mordor. Named as The Fellowship, the nine members will endure the perils of Middle-Earth as they venture into Mordor on a quest to destroy the ring.

The End.

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A/N: Reviews will be nice. This is my first slash fic. Thanks to Ravenschild for the beta work.