h3 id="work" class="landmark heading" style="border-width: 0px 0px 0.25em; border-bottom-style: double; border-bottom-color: #333333; outline: 0px; font-weight: 500; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0.125em; opacity: 0; height: 0px; clear: both;"span style="font-size: 12px; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Chapter Text/span/h3
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The trio decided to wait a week, and by that time news of this decision had reached Thranduil and Elrond thanks to a young serving girl by the name of Glerwen. What the trio didn't know, was that she, and practically everyone else in the whole of Rivendell, were in the loop. After much discussion, they made the decision to pretend to hate each other when the three decided to 'release' them, as Glerwen had put it. So now all they had to do was wait. Thankfully, they didn't have to wait long, and after the week had passed, Glerwen had informed them that the elflings decided on to execute their plan in the afternoon so that gave them the entire morning to finalise their own./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Elrond, meleth nín, which glass do you like the best?" Thranduil asked, gesturing to the glasses on a nearby table in Elrond's chambers./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Why?" The elven lord asked, raising an amused eyebrow./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Just so I know which ones I may or may not have to throw at you." He replied lightly, picking one up and turning it in his hand before holding it up to inspect it. "Will this one be okay?"/span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Yes Thranduil meleth, that one will be fine." Elrond laughed, taking the glass out of his lover's hand and setting it back down on the table. "Mmm, I love you." He said before leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to Thranduil's lips. The pair pulled away when Glerwen burst through the door./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Sorry to interrupt, but they're coming. Get into a compromising position." She said teasingly. Thranduil rolled his eyes and thanked her. With a smirk, he pushed Elrond into a nearby chair and sat on his lap so that he was straddling the brunette. Elrond quickly caught his drift, and knotted his hands in Thranduil's hair and roughly pulled him in for a passionate kiss. They didn't acknowledge the trio when they opened opened the door, or when all three seemed to gasp in unison./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I will never be able to unsee that." Erlohir whimpered, closing his eyes. Legolas awkwardly cleared his throat to get their fathers' attention. Elrond was the first to look up, breaking the kiss to look expectantly at them while Thranduil kissed down his neck. Suddenly speaking was one of the hardest things for him to do./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""What?" He asked, fighting to keep his voice level, holding Thranduil's hair in a death grip. He bit back a soft moan as the blond sucked on his pulse point, his grip tightening. Thranduil let out a small noise of discomfort as Elrond tugged on his hair. He pulled away, deciding that unless the three wanted to see Lord Elrond come undone, he should probably stop. He felt the brunette's shaky breath on the back of his neck as he turned to face the trio expectantly./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Um, I was um- wondering if um- I could um- speak with you Ada." Legolas stammered. Although it was a statement, it came out like a question./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Sure." Thranduil said, placing one last kiss to Elrond's lips before standing and exiting the room with his son. When the door closed, the half elf let out a breath that he didn't know he'd been holding. He was painfully hard, but luckily his robes disguised it well./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""What do you want?" He asked his sons as they lingered in the doorway. He tried hard not to sound as irritated as he felt, but by the look on his sons' faces, he'd missed his mark by a mile. Elladan was the first to step forward - well, to be shoved forward. He hesitantly began to take his father out of the 'trance', as the book had put it. Sharing a nervous glance with his brother once he had finished, the two scurried from the room. Picking Legolas up on the way, and they sprinted to the library. Thranduil chuckled as they zoomed past him. With a laugh he opened the door to his lover's chambers, and closed the it behind him. He sighed contentedly as Elrond wrapped his arms around him./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I'm guessing their as bad as un-hypnotising people as they are hypnotising them." Thranduil commented lazily as he turned around in his lover's embrace./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Indeed they are." Elrond said, kissing the blond gently. "Come on, I have you all to myself until these three decide to come and find us." He said suggestively, leading the smirking Thranduil by the hand to his bed./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Meanwhile, the trio were briefing Glerwen on what had just occurred. She feigned surprise in all the right places, and conveyed her ignorance well. With a laugh, she left the three and hurried down to the kitchens to share this new piece of golden information, warning the staff that they might have to pick up a couple of broken glasses during the course of the evening. She had agreed to give Thranduil and Elrond at least fifteen minutes warning prior to when the trio would make their way to find them. There was no way she was missing this, and the pair had been kind enough to grant her a front row seat./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"The rest of the afternoon came and went, and soon it was time for the twins and Legolas to make their way to to dinning hall along with everyone else. When they walked in, Thranduil and Elrond were curiously missing. Glancing nervously at each other, they sat down and began to eat. After awhile, Erlohir began to tap his fork against the table before being silenced by his brother. Taking this as her queue, Glerwen stepped in./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""You alright?" She asked, her face the picture of concern. When her only response were a series of mumbled yeses, she managed to squeeze it out of of them and urged them to find their fathers when they had finished eating. Slipping out of the room, she sprinted to Elrond's chambers, adrenaline and excitement pumping through her veins. She knocked on the door before pushing it open. Both elves turned to look at her expectantly. "They're probably not too far away." She said, leaning against the door frame. "I'll tell you when they're close." The both nodded their agreement before positioning themselves. When Glerwen entered and gave them a thumbs up, Thranduil was sat in Elrond's chair, his feet on the table in front of him. The half-elf was standing directly opposite him, leaning on the table, his hair falling in front of his face./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"And that was where they were when Legolas and the twins entered, Thranduil nonchalantly turning a letter opener in his hands while Elrond glared at him. The elvenking let out a long-suffering sigh, his sapphire eyes glinting with mirth. His counterpart however, radiated suppressed anger. Elrond must have said something that only Thranduil had heard, for in one fluid movement, the king was standing and the letter opener was imbedded in the door opposite. Legolas had to duck to avoid the path of the offending object, suddenly wary of his father's anger./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""How dare you." Thranduil said icily, and Elrohir decided that this, this low statement, was worse than when his father would shout. He wished his father would shout, that Thranduil would shout, but the silence was much, much worse, and he could only think; 'What have we done?'. His attention was torn from them momentarily when Glerwen entered, and the three watched as sheflinched at the atmosphere of the room. Everyone's attention snapped back to the two older elves as Thranduil backed Elrond against a wall, his normally bright sapphire eyes almost black in appearance. Somehow his hand had found its way around the elven lords neck, a look of mocking gracing his beautiful features. Three of the others stepped forward in Elrond's defence, yet too scared to do anything./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So beautiful, for a half-breed." Thranduil mocked, his other hand brushing Elrond's cheek. His soft grip on the lord's neck and his apologetic glance belied his statement, trying desperately to convey that he was sorry and he didn't mean it, that he loved him. Elrond reached up and grasped Thranduil's wrist his loose grip saying that it was okay, he knew, he understood and loved him too./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Hey!" The Elladan shouted, taking a step forward./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Your blood is as filthy as your mouth /meleth/." Thranduil spat. "I'm sorry." He whispered so only Elrond could hear. With one, quick, movement Thranduil pushed Elrond forward so sharply the elven lord stumbled and fell. Glerwen took this as her cue, and herded the younger elves out of the door. On her way out, she turned and smiled reassuringly at the two, giving a quick thumbs up before closing the door./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Oh Valar, I'm so sorry, did I hurt you? Are you okay?" Thranduil asked, dropping to his knees next to his lover, his concerned gaze sweeping over him, his teeth worrying his bottom lip./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I'm fine." Elrond said, sitting up. "Thranduil, I'm fine, it's fine. Seriously. Stop worrying."/span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""But what if I hurt you. Did I?" He asked, his voice shaking slightly. Elrond realised that he wasn't talking about physical injuries anymore. He wanted to know if his words had hurt him. Elrond shook his head. No, they didn't./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""No, now stop worrying. It's not good for you." He reassured, moving so that their knees were touching. He sighed. Thranduil still wasn't looking him in the eyes. He placed his hand under the blond's chin and pulled him in for a soft kiss. It was long and sweet, and he felt him relax under his touch, the tension draining from his body./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""Sorry. Stopping with the worrying." Thranduil said against Elrond's lips just before the brunette pulled him in for a hug./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""So, do you think they believed us?" Elrond asked when they pulled away, a smile on his face and a mischievous glint in his brown eyes./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"BREAKILNE/span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""They hate each other." Elladan wailed as soon as they were in his chambers. Legolas was sat on the bed, his brother was pacing and Glerwen was leaning casually against the unclosed door./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""What are we going to do?" Legolas asked./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I have no idea." Elrohir said defeatedly. Glerwen rolled her eyes. These three were as much fun as dwarves at parties. And that wasn't very fun at all./span/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);""I'm going to check on those two. Just to make sure they haven't killed each other yet." She said before leaving, the door closing behind her. Hopefully, they would be a better source of entertainment./span/p