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AN: I am so sorry that's it taken me so long to post this chapter. I have a cold and we had another big earthquake over here.

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And on we go...

Chapter Ten

Legolas and Elrohir were in Rivendell visiting with Lord Elrond and Elladan. The three younger elves were enjoying a quiet moment sitting under the trees in the forest. Elrohir leaned up against a tree with Legolas cuddled up to his chest while sat against a nearby tree.

"So how is she?" Elrohir queried casting a sly look at his elder twin.

"How is who?" his brother replied trying to feign innocence.

The younger Peredhel rolled his eyes. "The lovely elleth you have been courting of course," he said.

Elladan blushed slightly. "She is very well," he replied, "she is in Lorien at the moment."

The elves often travelled to the other realms to pay visits to their kin.

Elrohir sighed and clutched at his chest with a mock-pained expression. "Ah," he lamented, "is there any greater tragedy than being separated from you love?"

Elladan glowered and chucked a pinecone at his twin which hit on the side of the head.

"You would be the same way if you were parted from Legolas," he pointed out.

Elrohir wrapped his arms around Legolas' chest and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "You're right," he consented.

...

As the sun start to set Legolas, Elladan and Elrohir made their way to the Hall of Fire for dinner and the evening's festivities.

When they arrived they joined Lord Elrond at the high table. Two of his advisors Glorfindel and Erestor, were already there. Elladan sat on his father's right while Elrohir sat to his left. Legolas of course sat next to his mate. He also found himself sitting next to Erestor.

"Did you have a pleasant day young prince?" Erestor enquired.

"We did Lord Erestor," Legolas replied, "we spent it in the forest."

Erestor smiled fondly. He knew how Legolas loved the woods.

After dinner the elves gathered around the fire to sing and recite poetry. Erestor who had a wonderful singing voice sang them all the most beautiful ballad. Glorfindel recounted his defeat of the Balrog though he tuned in down for the sake of the elflings who were present. Legolas listened to his story with rapt attention. He had always admired Glorfindel and longed to experience some of the adventures he had been on.

...

Later that night Elrohir and Legolas lay in bed together. They were both naked and Legolas was resting with his head on his raven haired lover's chest. He had an arm around his waist and one of his legs thrown across his thighs. Elrohir had both arms wrapped around his golden lover's waist and was trailing his fingers up and down his spine. Legolas hummed in contentment and Elrohir smiled to himself.

"You are happy to be back here," Legolas observed quietly.

"I am," Elrohir agreed.

"Will you be sorry to leave?" the Mirkwood prince asked.

"I will be sad to leave my home," Elrohir said, "but we will come back here. And besides I will have you with me."

Legolas smiled and lifted his head. He placed a soft kiss on Elrohir's lips and then rolled over so he was on top of him. He trailed his fingers over Elrohir's lips and they parted under his touch. Legolas leaned forward and lapped at the taller elf's lips. Elrohir opened his mouth and Legolas slipped his tongue inside.

Elrohir groaned and his tongue tangled with Legolas' and he tightened his arms around his waist. Legolas gasped as their already hardened manhood's brushed together. Elrohir rolled over so that now he was the one on top. He smirked his lover and reached down between his thighs. Legolas gasped and then groaned as the raven haired half-elf begin stroking and squeezing his member. His fingernails dug into Elrohir shoulders as his hips bucked up into the pleasurable touch.

He whined when Elrohir ceased his attentions. Elrohir grinned. Legolas' eyes were closed so he didn't see Elrohir reaching for the nightstand draw. He pulled out a bottle of oil and slicked up his fingers.

Legolas gasped and forced himself to relax when he felt a finger probing at his entrance. Elrohir plunged the finger in and out of Legolas' body before adding a second. Legolas cried out and arched his back as the fingers brushed against his prostrate. Elrohir moved his fingers in a scissoring movement and then added a third. Legolas was a panting, writhing mess at this point.

Elrohir pulled his fingers out smiling at the disappointed mewl that came from his woodland lover. He quickly slicked up his erection and slowly and carefully slid inside Legolas' passageway. Legolas took deep breaths to help himself relax until Elrohir was all the way inside of him. He waited for Legolas to adjust and groaned when Legolas pushed back with his hips indicating that he was ready. Elrohir withdrew slightly and the pushed forwards again. He set up a slow gentle rhythm that had Legolas sighing blissfully with each inwards thrust. When Elrohir located Legolas' prostrate his angled his thrusts so that he would hit it every time.

It wasn't long before Legolas could feel his end coming. Elrohir stared in amazement as Legolas released with a strained whimper. Ropes of pearly white fluid splashed across Elrohir's chest. 'I didn't even touch him,' he marvelled. He was distracted from this thought when he felt his own release coming. With one final thrust he released his seed inside his lover. Legolas eyes rolled back in his head when Elrohir's release inside him triggered another climax.

Elrohir gaped down at his spent lover who was obviously too exhausted to move. He carefully withdrew from the lithe beautiful creature below and when to the bathing room. He returned with a bowl of water and a cloth. He washed himself and his lover and returned the cloth and bowl to the bathroom.

When re-entered Legolas was awake and watching him through half-lidded eyes that had a sleepy, sated look in them. Elrohir smiled and walked over to the bed. He slipped under the covers and pulled Legolas against his chest. Legolas rolled over and wrapped an arm around his lovers waist.

"You're amazing," Legolas murmured.

"So are you melleth," Elrohir said and the two fell into a deep sleep.

...

The next morning after breakfast Legolas, Elrohir, Elladan and Elrond were all gathered in the courtyard chatting amongst themselves. Suddenly an elven rider wearing the colours of a Mirkwood messenger came galloping through the gates. The four other elves hurried forward anxiously.

"What is it?" Legolas asked worriedly.

"My prince," the messenger gasped out, "the princess, your brother's wife, she is with child!"

Legolas' eyes widened at this news. He was going to be an Uncle!

"This is joyous news indeed," Elrond said clasping Legolas shoulder. He turned to the messenger. "Come, rest you horse and take some food," he offered. The messenger thanked him and the two returned to the house.

Legolas turned and found himself embraced by Elladan. "I am happy for you and your family," he said. He turned to Elrohir who had an odd look on his face. Sensing that there was something his twin needed to say to Legolas he left the two alone.

Legolas came forward and stood in front of Elrohir.

"What is wrong melleth?" he asked cupping Elrohir's cheek.

Elrohir sighed. "We will not be able to have children," he murmured.

Legolas stared into Elrohir's eyes and saw sorrow and regret there. He took a step backwards.

"You wish to end this?" he gasped.

Looking horrified Elrohir stepped forwards and grabbed Legolas arms.

"Never," he said fiercely, "I only regret that I'll never be able to give you any children."

"I do not care about that," Legolas said, "as long as I have you I will be happy." A sudden idea occurred to Legolas. "Mayhap we can take in an elfling who has no parents one day."

Elrohir smiled and embraced Legolas. He then stood back and looked deeply into his prince's eyes. "Will you bond with me melleth?" he whispered.

Legolas did not even have to think about the answer.

"Yes."