A/N: Hi! I know, I know, it's been ages. I've been having problems with my
internet connection. I don't know when I get a new connection, so you'll
have to wait to get more updates. I've got another thing that's bothering
me, and I'm afraid it might be writers block. For example, I didn't finish
this chapter. I don't know what got into me, I just couldn't write more.
Scary... But it could be just stress (it's my exam week and all) But please
be patient. I'll finish this chapter as soon as I can. Still, slash warning
for this chapter. After all it is the foursome, even if it ends too soon.
Chapter twelve
Aragorn moaned into Legolas' mouth. Legolas was so close that the heat that radiated from his body burned on Aragorn's naked chest. Legolas' hands were on the waistband of Aragorn's breeches. Aragorn could feel two more pairs of hands on his body. The twins. But wait, now he couldn't feel the other pair. Where did one of the twins go? He got his answer when he felt Legolas letting go of him. He opened his eyes, and saw that Legolas was still in front of him, but Elrohir was now behind him. Legolas turned around and started kissing Elrohir fiercely. They started moving backwards to the bench. Aragorn started to go with them, but Elladan stopped him. He wrapped his arms around his torso from behind.
"Oh no, not this again," Aragorn said quietly.
"Relax," Elladan said and kissed Aragorn on the shoulder. "You're going to enjoy it."
They watched as Elrohir pulled Legolas with him to the bench and rested him on his back. Then he went on all fours on top of him (A/N: It was a big bench okay). He bent down and kissed Legolas gently, their lips barely meeting. Legolas grabbed him by the neck, trying to pull him down in a deeper kiss. Elrohir objected. He broke the kiss and sat up so he was straddling Legolas' thighs.
"Patience, my friend," he murmured as he took hold of Legolas' wrists and brought them above his head. Elrohir kept one of his hands there to hold Legolas' wrists, while the other moved down to caress Legolas' chest. "Let us take this slowly..." He lowered his head down again, flipped his hair back to give Elladan and Aragorn a clear view, and kissed Legolas' neck gently. Then he stuck his tongue out and trailed it slowly down Legolas' heaving chest, wandered over a hard nipple, and continued down to his abdomen in a one long lick.
Aragorn moaned as he watched how Elrohir trailed his tongue back up to Legolas' chest, and finally shoved it hard into Legolas' open mouth. At the same time Elladan was moving his hands on Aragorn's stomach, struggling against a moan himself.
"You would like to go over there, wouldn't you," he whispered huskily into Aragorn's ear. "You would like to touch him, devour his mouth just like Elrohir is doing now." His hand slipped into Aragorn's breeches. "Wouldn't you!" He pinched his erect nipple.
"Yes!" Aragorn cried breathlessly.
"Can you see how Elrohir is holding Legolas' hands above his head?" Elladan continued, and started stroking Aragorn's hardness.
"I bet you would like to be on top of him right now..." Elladan let his tongue slip from his mouth to lick Aragorn's neck quickly "... taking advantage of his position." Aragorn shivered. Elladan stroked him harder.
"See how Legolas struggles? He wants to touch him..." Elladan pressed himself against Aragorn's back "He wants to feel him..." Aragorn let out a shaky groan. He was nearing his peak. Elladan noticed that.
"Oh, no you don't!" he said and pulled his hand away from Aragorn's pants. "I will not let you end this too soon." Aragorn growled. He reached down, trying to grab his own erection, but Elladan stopped him. He grabbed Aragorn's wrists, flipped him around and backed him hard against a tree.
"You cannot do that!" Elladan said, breathing fast as he pressed him hard against the tree so he couldn't move. "I promise you'll get your release, but not yet," he said to the panting man. "Besides, wouldn't it be better if Legolas was the one who gave it to you?" Aragorn took a few steadying breaths.
"Please..." he begged, "Please let me go to him." Elladan considered for a moment. He had meant to torture Aragorn a bit longer, but he had to admit that he himself had difficulties in resisting the urge to rush over Elrohir.
"I think you've suffered enough," he said finally. Aragorn looked relieved. Elladan took Aragorn's hand and led him to where Elrohir and Legolas were. For a moment they just watched the magnificent sight with their mouths open:
There were two elves. One blonde, one dark. One was completely naked and the other was wearing only leggings. Both were panting and glistering with sweat as their mouths and hands explored each other's bodies. Neither one of them noticed that Elladan and Aragorn had arrived.
"Come," Elladan whispered to Aragorn, looking him with eyes filled with lust, and took his hand.
A/N: So that's it. I know the end is stupid, but I couldn't write more. Then I thought that that was better than nothing, and I wanted to give you something. Oh well. I'm really sorry. Review please!
P.S. I know that that wasn't actually 'a foursome', it was like two pairs or something, but it will be in the next chapter. (if I get to write one)
Chapter twelve
Aragorn moaned into Legolas' mouth. Legolas was so close that the heat that radiated from his body burned on Aragorn's naked chest. Legolas' hands were on the waistband of Aragorn's breeches. Aragorn could feel two more pairs of hands on his body. The twins. But wait, now he couldn't feel the other pair. Where did one of the twins go? He got his answer when he felt Legolas letting go of him. He opened his eyes, and saw that Legolas was still in front of him, but Elrohir was now behind him. Legolas turned around and started kissing Elrohir fiercely. They started moving backwards to the bench. Aragorn started to go with them, but Elladan stopped him. He wrapped his arms around his torso from behind.
"Oh no, not this again," Aragorn said quietly.
"Relax," Elladan said and kissed Aragorn on the shoulder. "You're going to enjoy it."
They watched as Elrohir pulled Legolas with him to the bench and rested him on his back. Then he went on all fours on top of him (A/N: It was a big bench okay). He bent down and kissed Legolas gently, their lips barely meeting. Legolas grabbed him by the neck, trying to pull him down in a deeper kiss. Elrohir objected. He broke the kiss and sat up so he was straddling Legolas' thighs.
"Patience, my friend," he murmured as he took hold of Legolas' wrists and brought them above his head. Elrohir kept one of his hands there to hold Legolas' wrists, while the other moved down to caress Legolas' chest. "Let us take this slowly..." He lowered his head down again, flipped his hair back to give Elladan and Aragorn a clear view, and kissed Legolas' neck gently. Then he stuck his tongue out and trailed it slowly down Legolas' heaving chest, wandered over a hard nipple, and continued down to his abdomen in a one long lick.
Aragorn moaned as he watched how Elrohir trailed his tongue back up to Legolas' chest, and finally shoved it hard into Legolas' open mouth. At the same time Elladan was moving his hands on Aragorn's stomach, struggling against a moan himself.
"You would like to go over there, wouldn't you," he whispered huskily into Aragorn's ear. "You would like to touch him, devour his mouth just like Elrohir is doing now." His hand slipped into Aragorn's breeches. "Wouldn't you!" He pinched his erect nipple.
"Yes!" Aragorn cried breathlessly.
"Can you see how Elrohir is holding Legolas' hands above his head?" Elladan continued, and started stroking Aragorn's hardness.
"I bet you would like to be on top of him right now..." Elladan let his tongue slip from his mouth to lick Aragorn's neck quickly "... taking advantage of his position." Aragorn shivered. Elladan stroked him harder.
"See how Legolas struggles? He wants to touch him..." Elladan pressed himself against Aragorn's back "He wants to feel him..." Aragorn let out a shaky groan. He was nearing his peak. Elladan noticed that.
"Oh, no you don't!" he said and pulled his hand away from Aragorn's pants. "I will not let you end this too soon." Aragorn growled. He reached down, trying to grab his own erection, but Elladan stopped him. He grabbed Aragorn's wrists, flipped him around and backed him hard against a tree.
"You cannot do that!" Elladan said, breathing fast as he pressed him hard against the tree so he couldn't move. "I promise you'll get your release, but not yet," he said to the panting man. "Besides, wouldn't it be better if Legolas was the one who gave it to you?" Aragorn took a few steadying breaths.
"Please..." he begged, "Please let me go to him." Elladan considered for a moment. He had meant to torture Aragorn a bit longer, but he had to admit that he himself had difficulties in resisting the urge to rush over Elrohir.
"I think you've suffered enough," he said finally. Aragorn looked relieved. Elladan took Aragorn's hand and led him to where Elrohir and Legolas were. For a moment they just watched the magnificent sight with their mouths open:
There were two elves. One blonde, one dark. One was completely naked and the other was wearing only leggings. Both were panting and glistering with sweat as their mouths and hands explored each other's bodies. Neither one of them noticed that Elladan and Aragorn had arrived.
"Come," Elladan whispered to Aragorn, looking him with eyes filled with lust, and took his hand.
A/N: So that's it. I know the end is stupid, but I couldn't write more. Then I thought that that was better than nothing, and I wanted to give you something. Oh well. I'm really sorry. Review please!
P.S. I know that that wasn't actually 'a foursome', it was like two pairs or something, but it will be in the next chapter. (if I get to write one)