Chapter nine
Elrohir woke up in a start. He had felt something moving on his stomach. He gazed quickly down, and relaxed. It was only Elladan. He was drawing circles around Elrohir's navel with his fingers. Elrohir covered his eyes with his hand.
"Elladan. It's not even morning yet."
"It will be soon." Elladan replaced his hand with his mouth. Elrohir drew in a sharp breath. Elladan's mouth felt hot on his skin.
"Elladan," he breathed. "What are you doing?"
"I'm waking you up," Elladan mumbled against his brother's abdomen. His hand moved up Elrohir's thigh, coming to rest over the growing bulge beneath his pants.
"I am awake," Elrohir gasped as Elladan slipped his hand under Elrohir's leggings and cupped his elfhood.
"Well, in that case..." Elladan was moving his hand fast, stroking his twin's hardness with experienced fingers. He elicited sounds of pleasure from Elrohir. "You don't need more waking up." Then he just stopped. He pulled his hand out, moved further away from his brother, and sat on the other side of the bed they were in, watching his brother firmly. Elrohir looked him with wide eyes.
"Why did you that for?" he asked weakly, tying to calm down his breath. Elladan moved closer to his brother.
"I have something important to tell you, and now I've got your full attention."
"You're evil," Elrohir muttered and pressed his head back on the pillows. "Can't it wait?"
"No it can't!
Elrohir looked at his twin. He was really excited about something.
"Well what is it?" he asked, though he didn't sound so interested.
"I saw Aragorn yesterday when we were in the practice field."
"And?"
"He was on a balcony, watching us!"
"So?!" Elrohir was beginning to grow angry. Was this why he'd been woken up in the middle of the night?
"Elrohir! He was watching *us*! Elrohir's bored expression changed into surprised.
"You're joking!"
"No I'm not." He lay down next to his brother, supporting himself up with his elbow and gazed down at Elrohir's eyes. "You know what that means? Maybe he finally accepts us."
"He has always accepted us. He loves us."
"I know, but he was always a bit bothered when he saw us together." He sighed and reached out his hand to gently stroke Elrohir's cheek. "You know I love you. But I love Aragorn too. Remember when we first told him? He was so angry. After that he became distant. It felt like I lost my brother."
"Why didn't you discuss this with me earlier?" Elrohir said tenderly and took Elladan's hand in his own. "I had no idea Aragorn meant so much to you." Elrohir looked away. "You should've chosen him as your lover." He turned and rose quickly from the bed. Elladan stood up as well , and went to his brother, who was standing in front of a window, showing his back to Elladan.
"No! Elrohir look at me!" He turned Elrohir around. "I would lose a hundred brothers to have you. I love Aragorn as a brother. Our love..." he took Elrohir's hand and pressed it to his own chest "goes deeper. I don't desire him like I desire you." He kissed his twin long and hard.
"Well that's a shame," Elrohir said when their lips parted. "I kind of liked the idea of him watching us." He looked at Elladan with a sly grin on his face. Elladan was speechless. After all the years they'd spent together, Elrohir still managed to surprise him. After a moment an equally sly smile formed on his face. He grabbed his lover by the waist and pulled him close.
"I suppose we could ask if Legolas and Aragorn would like to join us in a little late night practice." He whispered, face only few inches away from his brother's. Elrohir wrapped his arms around Elladan's neck.
"I love the way your mind works," he smiled, before kissing him passionately.
"You know what," Elrohir said between kisses. "I feel a bit sleepy. Would you care to wake me up again?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Weeks passed. The twins had decided that they would talk to Legolas, and not to mention it to Aragorn, for they believed that Aragorn would never agree to join us deliberately, but with a little help from Legolas and some persuasion, it could be done. The problem was that Legolas was always with Aragorn, and most of the time in their room. (they shared a room now) Legolas was fully recovered by now, and there were so many complains about the loud noise at nights, so Elrond decided to give them a bit more privet room.
Today how ever, they managed to stop Legolas on the way to dinner. Legolas laughed when they presented their invitation, and said Aragorn would never do it. Still, judging by the look in his eyes, Elladan could see that he, Legolas, wouldn't mind at all participating. So he promised to come with Aragorn to the practice field at midnight.
It was ten past midnight when Aragorn and Legolas made it to the field. Aragorn had been quite suspicious about going to practice this late, and especially with the twins. Legolas had had to practically drag him out.
"What took you so long? Elladan asked. He was standing and holding a bow, while Elrohir was sitting on a bench.
"May I ask why we're here this late?" Aragorn asked before Legolas got to answer. He kept thinking that usually at this time he was in the bed with Legolas. He instinctively took Legolas' hand in his own, and Legolas smiled at him.
"We have to practice shooting in the dark, " Elladan said casually.
"But it is full moon! It isn't even dark!"
"Aragorn, calm down," Legolas said soothingly. "Your brothers just want to spend time with you." Aragorn looked at Legolas.
"Fine. Let's get started then."
They actually practiced hard for about twenty minutes. After that Aragorn was exhausted, and he sat on the bench next to Elladan. They watched as Elrohir helped Legolas with his aiming. He was standing right behind him and stretching the bow with him in a very similar way Elladan had done to him. Aragorn thought that they were too close, but didn't say anything. He didn't want to sound like he couldn't trust Legolas. So he sat quietly on the bench, gritting his teeth. Elladan watched him in amusement.
'Just wait' he said to himself.
Aragorn wondered why it took so long to release the arrow. He looked more closely, and noticed that Elrohir was whispering something in Legolas' ear. Legolas chuckled quietly every now and then. He noticed too that Elrohir's hand was moving on Legolas' chest. Teaching someone to shot an arrow did *not* include caressing one's chest. He tried to rise up, but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
"Sit down, Aragorn," Elladan commended. Aragorn glared at him.
"Your brother was supposed to help Legolas, not violate him!"
"Oh I think he's enjoying it very much." They both looked at the couple in front of them, and saw now clearly, that Elrohir was kissing Legolas' neck, and Legolas was indeed enjoying it. His eyes were closed, and he was caressing Elrohir's head with his hand.
"What is going on?" Aragorn snapped, turning to face Elladan.
"Oh that's just the beginning. There's plenty more to come, and I suggest you sit down and enjoy or else I have to bind you." Aragorn sat back down. He was afraid what he would see when he turned his head. He shut his eyes tightly. Legolas wouldn't do this to him. He knows I can't bare to see him in the arms of another man. (elf in this case) He opened his eyes, and what he saw terrified him.
Elrohir was still clinging to Legolas' neck, but now Elladan had joined them. He was opening Legolas' shirt buttons with one hand, and stroking his hair with the other. Legolas was moaning, and trying to get rid of Elladan's shirt. Aragorn watched helplessly how Legolas' shirt came of, followed quickly by Elladan's. He had seen enough. He stood up quickly, and started walking towards the three elves. He had taken two steps, when he suddenly stopped. He felt tension in his wrists, and when he looked back, he realized that he was bound to a tree with two piece of elven rope.
When he turned his head, he saw Elladan standing right in front of him. Though Aragorn was angry beyond words, he still noticed the way moonlight played on his bare chest, and suddenly he felt really uncomfortable, standing so close to that half-naked elf. Elladan, leaned closer and whispered into the man's ear:
"Why don't you join us. It would be much more fun."
Aragorn backed away quickly. The close proximity with the dark haired elf made his heart beat faster, and his body tremble. Though he tried to hide it from Elladan, he was getting really hard.
"Get away from me!" he said with weak voice.
"You cannot resist us, so don't even try." Elladan moved back few steps so he was standing next to Legolas. He looked intensely at Aragorn, before grabbing Legolas from the jaw, and turning his face to him. He glanced quickly back at Aragorn, making sure he was watching, and then kissed Legolas hard. Legolas moaned in his mouth. Elrohir's playing hands had moved to his stomach, and were going lower. Aragorn whimpered weakly.
"You see, Estel," Elladan said when he broke the kiss. Legolas' mouth moved to his neck, and started sucking. "He enjoys this *very* much." As he spoke, he moved his hand down under Legolas' leggings, and grabbed him. Aragorn couldn't watch anymore. He felt betrayed and angry, yet he couldn't stop thinking about the kiss between Legolas and Elladan. He was being torn apart by lust and reason.
"Legolas," he said in a small voice. "Why are you doing this to me? Legolas lifted his head up, and for the first time since they'd started, he looked at Aragorn. "You said you loved me!" Aragorn continued. Legolas went to Aragorn.
"Of course I love you!"
Aragorn shut his eyes. He didn't want to look at Legolas. The image of him in the arms of another man (elf...) haunted him.
"Untie me," Aragorn said quietly, as a lonely tear fell down his cheek. He still had his eyes closed. Legolas obeyed, and loosened the ropes, so Aragorn could slip his hands away. When he was freed, he started massaging his wrists. Then he finally opened his eyes, and looked at Legolas coldly.
"Never come near me again. I don't ever want to see you again." Then he left, heading to the woods. Legolas was going to go after him, but he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
"Let me," Elladan said, and ran after Aragorn. Legolas sank on the bench, putting his head on his hands. Elrohir watched him helplessly.
'What have we done!'
Elrohir woke up in a start. He had felt something moving on his stomach. He gazed quickly down, and relaxed. It was only Elladan. He was drawing circles around Elrohir's navel with his fingers. Elrohir covered his eyes with his hand.
"Elladan. It's not even morning yet."
"It will be soon." Elladan replaced his hand with his mouth. Elrohir drew in a sharp breath. Elladan's mouth felt hot on his skin.
"Elladan," he breathed. "What are you doing?"
"I'm waking you up," Elladan mumbled against his brother's abdomen. His hand moved up Elrohir's thigh, coming to rest over the growing bulge beneath his pants.
"I am awake," Elrohir gasped as Elladan slipped his hand under Elrohir's leggings and cupped his elfhood.
"Well, in that case..." Elladan was moving his hand fast, stroking his twin's hardness with experienced fingers. He elicited sounds of pleasure from Elrohir. "You don't need more waking up." Then he just stopped. He pulled his hand out, moved further away from his brother, and sat on the other side of the bed they were in, watching his brother firmly. Elrohir looked him with wide eyes.
"Why did you that for?" he asked weakly, tying to calm down his breath. Elladan moved closer to his brother.
"I have something important to tell you, and now I've got your full attention."
"You're evil," Elrohir muttered and pressed his head back on the pillows. "Can't it wait?"
"No it can't!
Elrohir looked at his twin. He was really excited about something.
"Well what is it?" he asked, though he didn't sound so interested.
"I saw Aragorn yesterday when we were in the practice field."
"And?"
"He was on a balcony, watching us!"
"So?!" Elrohir was beginning to grow angry. Was this why he'd been woken up in the middle of the night?
"Elrohir! He was watching *us*! Elrohir's bored expression changed into surprised.
"You're joking!"
"No I'm not." He lay down next to his brother, supporting himself up with his elbow and gazed down at Elrohir's eyes. "You know what that means? Maybe he finally accepts us."
"He has always accepted us. He loves us."
"I know, but he was always a bit bothered when he saw us together." He sighed and reached out his hand to gently stroke Elrohir's cheek. "You know I love you. But I love Aragorn too. Remember when we first told him? He was so angry. After that he became distant. It felt like I lost my brother."
"Why didn't you discuss this with me earlier?" Elrohir said tenderly and took Elladan's hand in his own. "I had no idea Aragorn meant so much to you." Elrohir looked away. "You should've chosen him as your lover." He turned and rose quickly from the bed. Elladan stood up as well , and went to his brother, who was standing in front of a window, showing his back to Elladan.
"No! Elrohir look at me!" He turned Elrohir around. "I would lose a hundred brothers to have you. I love Aragorn as a brother. Our love..." he took Elrohir's hand and pressed it to his own chest "goes deeper. I don't desire him like I desire you." He kissed his twin long and hard.
"Well that's a shame," Elrohir said when their lips parted. "I kind of liked the idea of him watching us." He looked at Elladan with a sly grin on his face. Elladan was speechless. After all the years they'd spent together, Elrohir still managed to surprise him. After a moment an equally sly smile formed on his face. He grabbed his lover by the waist and pulled him close.
"I suppose we could ask if Legolas and Aragorn would like to join us in a little late night practice." He whispered, face only few inches away from his brother's. Elrohir wrapped his arms around Elladan's neck.
"I love the way your mind works," he smiled, before kissing him passionately.
"You know what," Elrohir said between kisses. "I feel a bit sleepy. Would you care to wake me up again?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Weeks passed. The twins had decided that they would talk to Legolas, and not to mention it to Aragorn, for they believed that Aragorn would never agree to join us deliberately, but with a little help from Legolas and some persuasion, it could be done. The problem was that Legolas was always with Aragorn, and most of the time in their room. (they shared a room now) Legolas was fully recovered by now, and there were so many complains about the loud noise at nights, so Elrond decided to give them a bit more privet room.
Today how ever, they managed to stop Legolas on the way to dinner. Legolas laughed when they presented their invitation, and said Aragorn would never do it. Still, judging by the look in his eyes, Elladan could see that he, Legolas, wouldn't mind at all participating. So he promised to come with Aragorn to the practice field at midnight.
It was ten past midnight when Aragorn and Legolas made it to the field. Aragorn had been quite suspicious about going to practice this late, and especially with the twins. Legolas had had to practically drag him out.
"What took you so long? Elladan asked. He was standing and holding a bow, while Elrohir was sitting on a bench.
"May I ask why we're here this late?" Aragorn asked before Legolas got to answer. He kept thinking that usually at this time he was in the bed with Legolas. He instinctively took Legolas' hand in his own, and Legolas smiled at him.
"We have to practice shooting in the dark, " Elladan said casually.
"But it is full moon! It isn't even dark!"
"Aragorn, calm down," Legolas said soothingly. "Your brothers just want to spend time with you." Aragorn looked at Legolas.
"Fine. Let's get started then."
They actually practiced hard for about twenty minutes. After that Aragorn was exhausted, and he sat on the bench next to Elladan. They watched as Elrohir helped Legolas with his aiming. He was standing right behind him and stretching the bow with him in a very similar way Elladan had done to him. Aragorn thought that they were too close, but didn't say anything. He didn't want to sound like he couldn't trust Legolas. So he sat quietly on the bench, gritting his teeth. Elladan watched him in amusement.
'Just wait' he said to himself.
Aragorn wondered why it took so long to release the arrow. He looked more closely, and noticed that Elrohir was whispering something in Legolas' ear. Legolas chuckled quietly every now and then. He noticed too that Elrohir's hand was moving on Legolas' chest. Teaching someone to shot an arrow did *not* include caressing one's chest. He tried to rise up, but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
"Sit down, Aragorn," Elladan commended. Aragorn glared at him.
"Your brother was supposed to help Legolas, not violate him!"
"Oh I think he's enjoying it very much." They both looked at the couple in front of them, and saw now clearly, that Elrohir was kissing Legolas' neck, and Legolas was indeed enjoying it. His eyes were closed, and he was caressing Elrohir's head with his hand.
"What is going on?" Aragorn snapped, turning to face Elladan.
"Oh that's just the beginning. There's plenty more to come, and I suggest you sit down and enjoy or else I have to bind you." Aragorn sat back down. He was afraid what he would see when he turned his head. He shut his eyes tightly. Legolas wouldn't do this to him. He knows I can't bare to see him in the arms of another man. (elf in this case) He opened his eyes, and what he saw terrified him.
Elrohir was still clinging to Legolas' neck, but now Elladan had joined them. He was opening Legolas' shirt buttons with one hand, and stroking his hair with the other. Legolas was moaning, and trying to get rid of Elladan's shirt. Aragorn watched helplessly how Legolas' shirt came of, followed quickly by Elladan's. He had seen enough. He stood up quickly, and started walking towards the three elves. He had taken two steps, when he suddenly stopped. He felt tension in his wrists, and when he looked back, he realized that he was bound to a tree with two piece of elven rope.
When he turned his head, he saw Elladan standing right in front of him. Though Aragorn was angry beyond words, he still noticed the way moonlight played on his bare chest, and suddenly he felt really uncomfortable, standing so close to that half-naked elf. Elladan, leaned closer and whispered into the man's ear:
"Why don't you join us. It would be much more fun."
Aragorn backed away quickly. The close proximity with the dark haired elf made his heart beat faster, and his body tremble. Though he tried to hide it from Elladan, he was getting really hard.
"Get away from me!" he said with weak voice.
"You cannot resist us, so don't even try." Elladan moved back few steps so he was standing next to Legolas. He looked intensely at Aragorn, before grabbing Legolas from the jaw, and turning his face to him. He glanced quickly back at Aragorn, making sure he was watching, and then kissed Legolas hard. Legolas moaned in his mouth. Elrohir's playing hands had moved to his stomach, and were going lower. Aragorn whimpered weakly.
"You see, Estel," Elladan said when he broke the kiss. Legolas' mouth moved to his neck, and started sucking. "He enjoys this *very* much." As he spoke, he moved his hand down under Legolas' leggings, and grabbed him. Aragorn couldn't watch anymore. He felt betrayed and angry, yet he couldn't stop thinking about the kiss between Legolas and Elladan. He was being torn apart by lust and reason.
"Legolas," he said in a small voice. "Why are you doing this to me? Legolas lifted his head up, and for the first time since they'd started, he looked at Aragorn. "You said you loved me!" Aragorn continued. Legolas went to Aragorn.
"Of course I love you!"
Aragorn shut his eyes. He didn't want to look at Legolas. The image of him in the arms of another man (elf...) haunted him.
"Untie me," Aragorn said quietly, as a lonely tear fell down his cheek. He still had his eyes closed. Legolas obeyed, and loosened the ropes, so Aragorn could slip his hands away. When he was freed, he started massaging his wrists. Then he finally opened his eyes, and looked at Legolas coldly.
"Never come near me again. I don't ever want to see you again." Then he left, heading to the woods. Legolas was going to go after him, but he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
"Let me," Elladan said, and ran after Aragorn. Legolas sank on the bench, putting his head on his hands. Elrohir watched him helplessly.
'What have we done!'