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Out Tonight
Title: Out Tonight
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Author: Lynsey
Website: http://www.livejournal.com/users/lynsey_schadegg/
Beta: Juzamdjinn
Chapter: 1/1
Pairings: None really. Characters include Erestor, Glorfindel, Elladan, Elrohir, Elrond, Thranduil, Legolas, Gimli
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Cross-dressing, pole dancing, drunken revelry, incest, and two blonds have a little dwarf obsession, general weirdness. Never write fan fiction under the influence of cough syrup. This is the result.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Do not sue, all I got are college loans, and this isn’t helping to pay them off.
Summery: The elves we all love decide to have a night on the town.
A/N: This fic is based on the song “Out Tonight” from RENT. Try reading this to the song, especially the part were Erestor….well go on. Read it.
“Let’s go out.”
“Out where?”
“Somewhere not here.”
“Well that makes it so much easier.”
Glorfindel glared at the advisor he was arguing with. They were in Minas Tirith for the Lady Arwen’s wedding. It was just after the wedding, the dead of night, and here they were, Erestor, Glorfindel, Elladan, Elrohir, Elrond, Legolas, and surprisingly Gimli and Thranduil. All were fairly buzzed, having attended the wedding reception, and all where extremely bored.
Erestor sighed and lay his head on his arm to look up at the gathered elves pleadingly. “Come on. Let’s go out. It’ll be fun. Maybe even dangerous.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. All around the table simply shrugged and agreed. All except Glorfindel that was. He still seemed skeptical that going out was better than sitting in the reception hall.
“Good.” Erestor jumped up from his place and called over his shoulder as he left the room, “I’m going to freshen up. Meet me at the entrance in ten minutes. I know the perfect place to go.”
**********************************
“Erestor? What are we doing here?”
“Just shut up and follow me.”
Glorfindel had stopped at the front door of the “Club” Erestor had dragged them to. Glorfindel sighed unhappily as he approached his group.
“Did anyone bring any money? It costs to get in.”
Everyone shook their heads, disappointed. “Now where do we go? We spent forever getting here,” whined one of the twins.
“Didn’t I tell you not to worry? I always get in for free,” Erestor said as he pulled his robes from his body, revealing what lay underneath.
Everyone in the group simply stared at Erestor. None of them knew what to say.
“Come *on*,” Erestor said as he pulled on Glorfindel’s hand. Glorfindel could only follow, to dumbstruck at seeing his friend dressed as such to do anything else.
“I never knew Erestor would look so hot in a skirt,” remarked Elrond. Erestor simply looked back and smiled at his lord, swishing the tiny, pleated skirt so it uncovered bare buttocks.
“I never knew he would look so hot in a red thong,” commented Elladan.
“Or high heels,” put in Elrohir.
“Or a halter top,” said Legolas.
They reached the front of the club, and passed the dozens of people waiting in line. Wolf whistles and hollered offers followed them, all aimed at Erestor. He simply laughed as he skipped, hand in hand with Glorfindel to the door. The strains of deep, rumbling, fast-paced music sounded from within.
“Hi,” chirped Erestor to the doorman. “Any room for my friends and I in there?” he asked as he swished the skirt from side to side, revealing creamy thighs. His hair hung wild and loose down to the small of his back, and shone in the light of the lantern.
“Course there is. If I can get a kiss,” the human flirted. Glorfindel stiffened in outrage, but Erestor leaned forward and plundered the human’s mouth thoroughly. The dark elf pulled back and fluttered his eyes prettily.
The human smiled stupidly and opened the door. They were engulfed in darkness and pulsing drums as they entered. They descended a set of stairs into the club and into the chaos of the dance floor. Surprisingly, they were not the only elves gracing the club. Several others were already gyrating around the dance floor with either elven or human partners. Erestor turned to his friends and eyed them critically.
“You are all overdressed,” he stated. Looking around at the patrons, many of which were covered in less than Erestor was, the group had to agree. They slowly stripped off formal robes left over from the wedding and checked them in at the bottom of the stairs. Legolas and Thranduil went as far as to remove their shirts also. Gimli simply grunted and remained as he was.
“So. Now what?” asked Elrond as he looked around the club, taking in the stage that looked to be built around several plumbing pipes and the bar that was crowded by many bodies. He did not think that all of them were clothed. Dark corners hid couples, or threesomes, or whatever else from the general crowd. The lighting came from candles in colored lamps, casting rainbow shadows upon the dance floor. Spotlights made from bright lanterns and mirrors controlled by shadowed figures swooshed across the dance floor.
“Now?” Erestor repeated. Raising an eyebrow in an imitation of his Lord. “Now you get to forget everything. Now you get to be whatever you want to be. Do whatever you want. No one here will tell. No one will ever remark upon anything you do here.”
Thranduil and Legolas looked at each other. They smirked. They accosted Gimli and dragged him to one the aforementioned corners.
“Now that I did not expect,” said Elrond who was still looking a little shell-shocked.
Elladan and Elrohir looked at each other. They smirked. They accosted Elrond and dragged him to another corner. Erestor laughed heartily at the look on Glorfindel’s face. “They are all mad,” said the warrior, “and you look…” He paused and once again accessed Erestor’s attire. “You look really…”
“Yes?”
“Gay.”
Erestor laughed again. “That was the point, moron.” He sidled up closer to the warrior and slung an arm around his waist. “Do you like it?” he whispered into Glorfindel’s ear.
“I’m not quite sure.”
“Well. Let’s do something about that.” Erestor dragged the warrior into the mass of dancers, slowly making his way to the stage. One their way, they passed the corner containing the two blonds and the dwarf.
“I never knew a dwarf could be that exact shade of red.”
“I never knew Thranduil wore black silk boxers.”
They continued slipping through the crowd, and once they reached the stage Erestor hopped up and sat on the edge, kicking his feet back and forth.
“I am not coming up there,” Glorfindel stated.
“You don’t have to,” said Erestor as he stood on the stage. By that time, many had noticed the once empty stage was now occupied and bodies were gathering around to watch what may come.
Erestor started to slowly dance. If you call what he was doing dancing. It consisted of a surely inappropriate amount of hip movements and touching himself. Glorfindel could only stare and glare at anyone who made cat calls.
Then…oh, and then….
Erestor started dancing with one of the poles built into the stage. Glorfindel gulped as he watched the dark beauty practically make love to that pole. He could have sworn to the Valar that the pole had an orgasm. Stupid, lucky pole.
One of the humans hopped up onto the stage and grabbed for Erestor. He pressed the elf close to his body and kissed him deeply. Many people in the crowd shouted encouragement. Glorfindel was furious. Forgetting his earlier fear of stepping on the stage, he catapulted himself upwards and pushed the human away from Erestor. The man pushed back, and soon there was a full blown scuffle on the stage. Erestor pulled the two combatants apart, and some had to chuckle at the strange sight that afforded. A cross-dressing elven beauty throwing a much larger human male across a stage was not something one saw every day. And neither was seeing that same beauty pull a large elven warrior off a stage by his delicately pointed ear.
“What do you think you were doing? Just because I’m wearing a skirt doesn’t mean I need protecting.”
“I know that now. Can you let go of my ear, please?”
Erestor released his captive when they got to the bar. He ordered two drinks, what they were Glorfindel didn’t really care. He just really needed something to drink. The warrior downed the concoction as fast as he could and glared at Erestor, who was sitting rather primly with his legs crossed on the bar stool.
“I’m never taking you out again,” Glorfindel swore.
Erestor wore a look of disappointment.
“If you want to go out on a normal date let me know. I don’t think I could handle another night of glaring at everyone leering over you in that skirt.”
Erestor perked up a little. “So you are willing to go out with me again?”
“Only if you don’t wear the skirt.”
“Deal.”
Lyrics to “Out Tonight” from RENT:
What's the time?
Well it's gotta be close to midnight
My body's talking to me
It says, "Time for danger"
It says "I wanna commit a crime
Wanna be the cause of a fight
Wanna put on a tight skirt and flirt
With a stranger"
I've had a knack from way back
At breaking the rules once I learn the games
Get up - life's too quick
I know someplace sick
Where this chick'll dance in the flames
We don't need any money
I always get in for free
You can get in too
If you get in with me
Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna play?
Let's run away
We won't be back before it's New Year’s day
Take me out tonight (meow)
When I get a wink from the doorman
Do you know how lucky you'll be?
That you're on line with the feline of
Avenue B
Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna prowl
Be my night owl?
Well take my hand we're gonna howl
Out tonight
In the evening I've got to roam
Can't sleep in the city of neon and chrome
Feels too damn much like home
When the Spanish babies cry
So let's find a bar
So dark we forget who we are
And all the scars from the
Nevers and maybes die
Let's go out tonight
Have to go out tonight
You're sweet
Wanna hit the street?
Wanna wail at the moon like a cat in heat?
Just take me out tonight
Please take me out tonight
Don't forsake me - out tonight
I'll let you make me - out tonight
Tonight - tonight - tonight
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Author: Lynsey
Website: http://www.livejournal.com/users/lynsey_schadegg/
Beta: Juzamdjinn
Chapter: 1/1
Pairings: None really. Characters include Erestor, Glorfindel, Elladan, Elrohir, Elrond, Thranduil, Legolas, Gimli
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Cross-dressing, pole dancing, drunken revelry, incest, and two blonds have a little dwarf obsession, general weirdness. Never write fan fiction under the influence of cough syrup. This is the result.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Do not sue, all I got are college loans, and this isn’t helping to pay them off.
Summery: The elves we all love decide to have a night on the town.
A/N: This fic is based on the song “Out Tonight” from RENT. Try reading this to the song, especially the part were Erestor….well go on. Read it.
“Let’s go out.”
“Out where?”
“Somewhere not here.”
“Well that makes it so much easier.”
Glorfindel glared at the advisor he was arguing with. They were in Minas Tirith for the Lady Arwen’s wedding. It was just after the wedding, the dead of night, and here they were, Erestor, Glorfindel, Elladan, Elrohir, Elrond, Legolas, and surprisingly Gimli and Thranduil. All were fairly buzzed, having attended the wedding reception, and all where extremely bored.
Erestor sighed and lay his head on his arm to look up at the gathered elves pleadingly. “Come on. Let’s go out. It’ll be fun. Maybe even dangerous.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. All around the table simply shrugged and agreed. All except Glorfindel that was. He still seemed skeptical that going out was better than sitting in the reception hall.
“Good.” Erestor jumped up from his place and called over his shoulder as he left the room, “I’m going to freshen up. Meet me at the entrance in ten minutes. I know the perfect place to go.”
**********************************
“Erestor? What are we doing here?”
“Just shut up and follow me.”
Glorfindel had stopped at the front door of the “Club” Erestor had dragged them to. Glorfindel sighed unhappily as he approached his group.
“Did anyone bring any money? It costs to get in.”
Everyone shook their heads, disappointed. “Now where do we go? We spent forever getting here,” whined one of the twins.
“Didn’t I tell you not to worry? I always get in for free,” Erestor said as he pulled his robes from his body, revealing what lay underneath.
Everyone in the group simply stared at Erestor. None of them knew what to say.
“Come *on*,” Erestor said as he pulled on Glorfindel’s hand. Glorfindel could only follow, to dumbstruck at seeing his friend dressed as such to do anything else.
“I never knew Erestor would look so hot in a skirt,” remarked Elrond. Erestor simply looked back and smiled at his lord, swishing the tiny, pleated skirt so it uncovered bare buttocks.
“I never knew he would look so hot in a red thong,” commented Elladan.
“Or high heels,” put in Elrohir.
“Or a halter top,” said Legolas.
They reached the front of the club, and passed the dozens of people waiting in line. Wolf whistles and hollered offers followed them, all aimed at Erestor. He simply laughed as he skipped, hand in hand with Glorfindel to the door. The strains of deep, rumbling, fast-paced music sounded from within.
“Hi,” chirped Erestor to the doorman. “Any room for my friends and I in there?” he asked as he swished the skirt from side to side, revealing creamy thighs. His hair hung wild and loose down to the small of his back, and shone in the light of the lantern.
“Course there is. If I can get a kiss,” the human flirted. Glorfindel stiffened in outrage, but Erestor leaned forward and plundered the human’s mouth thoroughly. The dark elf pulled back and fluttered his eyes prettily.
The human smiled stupidly and opened the door. They were engulfed in darkness and pulsing drums as they entered. They descended a set of stairs into the club and into the chaos of the dance floor. Surprisingly, they were not the only elves gracing the club. Several others were already gyrating around the dance floor with either elven or human partners. Erestor turned to his friends and eyed them critically.
“You are all overdressed,” he stated. Looking around at the patrons, many of which were covered in less than Erestor was, the group had to agree. They slowly stripped off formal robes left over from the wedding and checked them in at the bottom of the stairs. Legolas and Thranduil went as far as to remove their shirts also. Gimli simply grunted and remained as he was.
“So. Now what?” asked Elrond as he looked around the club, taking in the stage that looked to be built around several plumbing pipes and the bar that was crowded by many bodies. He did not think that all of them were clothed. Dark corners hid couples, or threesomes, or whatever else from the general crowd. The lighting came from candles in colored lamps, casting rainbow shadows upon the dance floor. Spotlights made from bright lanterns and mirrors controlled by shadowed figures swooshed across the dance floor.
“Now?” Erestor repeated. Raising an eyebrow in an imitation of his Lord. “Now you get to forget everything. Now you get to be whatever you want to be. Do whatever you want. No one here will tell. No one will ever remark upon anything you do here.”
Thranduil and Legolas looked at each other. They smirked. They accosted Gimli and dragged him to one the aforementioned corners.
“Now that I did not expect,” said Elrond who was still looking a little shell-shocked.
Elladan and Elrohir looked at each other. They smirked. They accosted Elrond and dragged him to another corner. Erestor laughed heartily at the look on Glorfindel’s face. “They are all mad,” said the warrior, “and you look…” He paused and once again accessed Erestor’s attire. “You look really…”
“Yes?”
“Gay.”
Erestor laughed again. “That was the point, moron.” He sidled up closer to the warrior and slung an arm around his waist. “Do you like it?” he whispered into Glorfindel’s ear.
“I’m not quite sure.”
“Well. Let’s do something about that.” Erestor dragged the warrior into the mass of dancers, slowly making his way to the stage. One their way, they passed the corner containing the two blonds and the dwarf.
“I never knew a dwarf could be that exact shade of red.”
“I never knew Thranduil wore black silk boxers.”
They continued slipping through the crowd, and once they reached the stage Erestor hopped up and sat on the edge, kicking his feet back and forth.
“I am not coming up there,” Glorfindel stated.
“You don’t have to,” said Erestor as he stood on the stage. By that time, many had noticed the once empty stage was now occupied and bodies were gathering around to watch what may come.
Erestor started to slowly dance. If you call what he was doing dancing. It consisted of a surely inappropriate amount of hip movements and touching himself. Glorfindel could only stare and glare at anyone who made cat calls.
Then…oh, and then….
Erestor started dancing with one of the poles built into the stage. Glorfindel gulped as he watched the dark beauty practically make love to that pole. He could have sworn to the Valar that the pole had an orgasm. Stupid, lucky pole.
One of the humans hopped up onto the stage and grabbed for Erestor. He pressed the elf close to his body and kissed him deeply. Many people in the crowd shouted encouragement. Glorfindel was furious. Forgetting his earlier fear of stepping on the stage, he catapulted himself upwards and pushed the human away from Erestor. The man pushed back, and soon there was a full blown scuffle on the stage. Erestor pulled the two combatants apart, and some had to chuckle at the strange sight that afforded. A cross-dressing elven beauty throwing a much larger human male across a stage was not something one saw every day. And neither was seeing that same beauty pull a large elven warrior off a stage by his delicately pointed ear.
“What do you think you were doing? Just because I’m wearing a skirt doesn’t mean I need protecting.”
“I know that now. Can you let go of my ear, please?”
Erestor released his captive when they got to the bar. He ordered two drinks, what they were Glorfindel didn’t really care. He just really needed something to drink. The warrior downed the concoction as fast as he could and glared at Erestor, who was sitting rather primly with his legs crossed on the bar stool.
“I’m never taking you out again,” Glorfindel swore.
Erestor wore a look of disappointment.
“If you want to go out on a normal date let me know. I don’t think I could handle another night of glaring at everyone leering over you in that skirt.”
Erestor perked up a little. “So you are willing to go out with me again?”
“Only if you don’t wear the skirt.”
“Deal.”
Lyrics to “Out Tonight” from RENT:
What's the time?
Well it's gotta be close to midnight
My body's talking to me
It says, "Time for danger"
It says "I wanna commit a crime
Wanna be the cause of a fight
Wanna put on a tight skirt and flirt
With a stranger"
I've had a knack from way back
At breaking the rules once I learn the games
Get up - life's too quick
I know someplace sick
Where this chick'll dance in the flames
We don't need any money
I always get in for free
You can get in too
If you get in with me
Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna play?
Let's run away
We won't be back before it's New Year’s day
Take me out tonight (meow)
When I get a wink from the doorman
Do you know how lucky you'll be?
That you're on line with the feline of
Avenue B
Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna prowl
Be my night owl?
Well take my hand we're gonna howl
Out tonight
In the evening I've got to roam
Can't sleep in the city of neon and chrome
Feels too damn much like home
When the Spanish babies cry
So let's find a bar
So dark we forget who we are
And all the scars from the
Nevers and maybes die
Let's go out tonight
Have to go out tonight
You're sweet
Wanna hit the street?
Wanna wail at the moon like a cat in heat?
Just take me out tonight
Please take me out tonight
Don't forsake me - out tonight
I'll let you make me - out tonight
Tonight - tonight - tonight