Melethen

Chapter One

Imladris, Fourth Age

The look in the elleth’s face was pure bliss as her partner thrust deeply
into her, but it was not the maid that the blond elf was interested in. The
muscled back and the moans of the dark haired elf held him to his spot,
captivated by the sounds of ecstasy he heard. He had come upon the pair quite by
accident while he was searching for a nice private spot to bathe, apparently he
had found it. As the elf’s cries became more urgent, Legolas fought to control
his breathing and the aching in his groin.

It was no surprise to him that he had taken his arousal in hand and was
stroking it fervently, allowing his thumb to brush over the leaking head
frequently. He closed his eyes and listened for the erotic sounds coming from
the unknown elf. Needful moans were replaced by provoking groans as the elf
raced towards completion. Shivers traveled up Legolas’ spine as his pleasure
was heightened by the delightful sounds made by the mystery ellon. As the elf
erupted within his partner, the prince’s seed spilled to the ground, his cry
of ecstasy quieted by clinched teeth. He fell back against a tree unable to
stand after the powerful orgasm he experienced, but never lost sight of the elf
who caught his interest.

Although he was a Prince of Mirkwood and was considered the fairest of
Thranduil’s brood, in both looks and spirit, he had never taken a mate. His
adventurous heart refused to commit to any ellon or elleth, even those who tried
to woo him relentlessly. The archer was no stranger to the pleasures of the
flesh and had his share of lovers over the long years of his life. Rarely was he
taken with one as he was with this elf and he had yet to see his face.

The sound of quiet laughter and mumbled words reached his ears as the pair
enjoyed the afterglow of coupling. At the sound of the ellon’s musical
laughter, Legolas felt his stomach fill with butterflies. He scowled as he
realized how like an untried maid he was behaving and pushed away the notion
that he was taken with this elf already. It was then that the couple separated
and the dark haired elf leaned back against the rocks that surrounded the pool
as the elleth prepared to leave. The archer gasped in surprise as he realized
the elf was one of the twin sons of Elrond. Which one was the question.

The prince knew who they were even before the twins met them in Rohan as they
rode with Aragorn’s kin to join the war. Everyone in every realm knew of their
skill and bravery, but after they sought revenge for their mother’s capture
and inconceivable torture, they became living legends. He even remarked as such
to Gimli in Rohan. They had greeted one another with nods, but soon they were in
close council with their foster brother and Legolas had gone about other duties.

On the battlefield he did not fail to mark their fierceness and the way they
fought so well together. Their shouts of encouragement to those around them as
they slashed their way through the enemy impressed him, but it was after the
battles that his respect grew. Their care of the wounded and suffering seemed a
sharp contrast to their warriors appearance, but they pulled it off with grace.
Their abilities as healers saved more than a few from dying away from their
loved ones and families. To those they couldn’t save, they offered what
comfort they could and held them as they passed from the world.

They were more than passing fair and the prince had not failed to notice the
hungry looks they received from male and females alike at the celebration of
Aragorn and Arwen’s wedding. Whether they took any of the admirers to their
beds, he did not know. He, himself, had left the celebration early to lounge in
the gardens he had so painstakingly nursed back to health as a gift to Arwen.

The sound of a goodbye roused him from his memories and he saw the elleth
leaving, but the twin relaxed against the side of the pool with his head laid
back on the rocks. There was a look of contentment on his face and Legolas
waited a few moments before making his presence known. He entered the pool and
lowered himself in the naturally heated water.

“Back for more so soon,” the twin asked, with a smirk on his face. He had
not bothered to even lift his head to see who was about.

“I would say yes, but this is the first time I have been at this particular
pool,” Legolas answered with a small amount of amusement.

The twin raised his head at the voice of a fellow elf, his eyes wide and his
face flushing with embarrassment. “Ai, I was -- I thought you were someone
else!”

“Apparently,” the prince said with a kind smile. “Do not worry
yourself, I should have asked permission to join you.”

“It is a public pool, Mirkwood prince, you are as welcome here as I.” The
twin returned the smile and introduced himself. “I am Elladan.”

“I admit I was wondering which one you were, especially after being offered
more.” He grinned as he relaxed against the edge of the pool, his eyes glowing
mischievously. “The question is, more of what?”

He watched Elladan as he opened his mouth several times, but no words came
forth. Legolas chuckled at the twin’s struggle with what to say. “Could it
be that you were expecting a certain elleth to return?”

“You saw us?!” Elladan didn’t know whether he should be angry or
embarrassed. Although the twins were well known for their carnal exploits in the
valley and in other realms, he was not sure he wished the blond elf to witness
it outright.

“I came upon you, but quickly retreated,” he explained thinking that it
would be better not to tell the truth just yet.. “Once I was sure it was safe,
I returned.”

“Thank the Valar,” the twin said, relaxing once again. “What brings you
to Rivendell?”

“My father has sent me with a message to Elrond,” he explained watching
Elladan‘s reaction closely. “It seems he wants to end the animosity between
them and has extended an invitation to your family to visit our home.”

The twin raised an eyebrow in a perfect imitation of his father. “Isn’t
that interesting? I cannot predict what my father’s reaction will be, but I
have a feeling the invitation will be accepted. What brought about Thranduil’s
change of heart?”

“Truly, I know not, but since Sauron’s fall he has changed,” Legolas
replied. “Gone are his dark moods and his detachment from those close to him.
He is often thought to be cold and uncaring, but I never doubted that he loved
me and my siblings.”

“Well, let us not tarry! I am interested to see the look on my father’s
face when you deliver this message.” Elladan grinned as he rose from the water
and reached for his towel. “Do you mind if I ask Elrohir to join us, he is
particularly fond of seeing shock register on father’s face. Believe it or
not, he does things just to see that exact expression! It always amazes me what
my brother will do for enjoyment. One time……”

Legolas did not register most of what the twin said once he rose from the
water. His eyes traveled over the muscled chest as he watched a drop of water
travel towards his navel. The prince had to fight the overwhelming urge to
tackle Elladan to the ground and lick him dry. He shuddered, fighting the desire
rising in his veins as his eyes took notice of the strong thighs and the twin’s
member which was massive even at rest. Unlike full blooded elves, Elladan had a
light dusting of hair around his nipples and a trail of hair leading to his
bush. Legolas almost groaned aloud and then realized the twin had asked him a
question. He shook his head to clear it and was glad that the half-elf wasn’t
looking at him.

“Um, I’m sorry, what did you just say?”

Elladan chuckled and shook his head as he turned to look at Legolas. “It
matters not, I am often told I chatter on and on. My brother has learned to
ignore me after a while.”

“I did not mean….I am sorry,” he said giving the twin a sheepish smile.

“Do not worry, Legolas,” Elladan said sincerely, giving the blond elf a
smile of his own. “Are you going to get dressed or will you sit in the pool
all day?”

Legolas chuckled and stood to reach for his towel. “I left my clothes just
beyond the trees, if you will wait, I will get them and return to the manor with
you.”

“I will wait,” he said, a smile easily forming as he nodded. He watched
as Legolas made his way into the trees, his gaze lingering even after he could
no longer see him.

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

“Roh,” Elladan called as he spotted his brother walking from the stables.
He and Legolas had just begun to look for his twin, lucky enough they found him
without having to search for hours.

Elrohir turned at the calling of the nickname his brother had given him. “Where
have you been? I could have used your help, Elladan, three mares foaled this
morning, all of them with complications.” It was then he realized his brother
was not alone and it did not take him long to recognize the younger elf standing
slightly behind his twin. “What is going on and why is a prince of Mirkwood
here?”

“He is here to give father a message from Thranduil,” he said, grabbing
his brother’s arm. “I thought you might want to hear it and see the
expression on father’s face. I am sorry about the mares, I will make it up to
you, I promise.”

“A message from Thranduil,” he asked, a wide grin on his face. “I
wouldn’t miss it!” He pushed Elladan to the side and extended his hand to
Legolas. “I am Elrohir, it is nice to see you again especially if you manage
to rattle father with your message.”

Legolas had been watching the exchange between the twins and smiled when
Elrohir greeted him. He took the offered hand and released it after returning
the grip. “Good to see you, as well. As for the message unnerving your father,
Elladan seems to think it will.”

‘He is even more beautiful now, don’t you think,’ Elrohir sent to
his brother.

Elladan glared at his twin from behind Legolas and sent back an irritated
reply. ’You know I care little for males, brother. If you think him
beautiful, woo him, but leave me out if it. I will not play games with him.’

‘I assure you it is no game, Dan. I saw the look in your eyes, the one you
are now trying to hide.’ He smiled wider as Elladan looked away with a
shake of his head. Elrohir wrapped his arm around Legolas‘ shoulder and
started towards the manor. “Tell me, Legolas, have you eaten? I left father in
counsel with Glorfindel and Erestor only moments ago, I am sure there is time
for a bite.”

“Aye, I could eat,” he admitted, with a smile. “You will join me, won’t
you?”

Elladan fell into step beside Legolas and shot his brother a look of warning.
“Of course we will join you, I find I am quite hungry.”

Laughter filled Elladan’s head as Elrohir ignored the look and pulled
Legolas closer.

TBC