Late Night Love: Heart's Desire
Author: Stephie P. a.k.a thesilentsenshi/kirameki
Contact: thesilentsenshihotmail.com; http:thesilentsenshi.livejournal.com
Pairings: Legolas/Erestor
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: Erestor is haunted by his night with Legolas. The prince wants to continue their affair. When insomnia hits once again, will Erestor be able to fight his desires. Does he even want to? Sequel to Late Night Library Tryst.
Disclaimer: The lovely elves don't belong to me, though I wish they did.
Warnings: None really. Unless you consider slash bad...
Notes: Part three. Some fun with Legolas and the twins. What friends are really for. XD
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Part III. Friends

It was well into the afternoon when the meeting finally let out. As the various Mirkwood and Imladris counselors prepared to leave, Legolas' eyes scanned them looking for one face in particular. Erestor. He found the advisor standing beside Elrond, quickly gathering his books together. He looked up and blue eyes met grey. Their gaze held for several moments before Erestor forcibly broke it and hurried away.

Legolas made to follow him but was suddenly held back by two pairs of strong arms. He looked back to see the twins looking at him concernedly.

"Wha-"

"I believe, my friend, it is time for us to have a little talk." Elladan stated.

"Yes, we have much to ask you." Elrohir joined in.

Legolas watched forlornly as Erestor's figure disappeared into the distance, before turning to greet his friends. He sighed.

"Do I have a choice in this matter?"

"Nope." Elrohir stated.

"Not at all." Elladan confirmed.

"Alright then, I supposed I've no choice." Legolas replied resignedly, "Off with us then, so I may get to the route of this soonest."

Legolas allowed himself to be steered in the general direction of the kitchens. He looked at the twins questioningly.

"We're just going to pick up a bite to eat first. It's well past the mid-day meal thanks to that droll meeting and our father's obnoxious advisors. We're all famished," Elrohir informed him.

Legolas opened his mouth to deny, "Aye, even you." Elladan cut him off.

Legolas sighed, resigned to his fate. "Very well," he said unenthusiastically.

"Fear not," Elladan said, noticing his friend's reluctance. "We already have a picnic basket set up, we only need to pick it up."

Legolas nodded his understanding, visibly relieved.

The twins looked at each other with raised brows. They had not failed to notice their friend's odd behavior this past week.

In a matter of moments they had arrived, swiped their picnic basket and a bottle of wine, and had left, relatively unnoticed by any save a few of the kitchen's staff.

The twins led their friend to a small clearing that granted them some privacy from prying eyes and keen Elven ears. It was surrounded halfway around by gorgeous aged trees older than the three elves now lounging against their thick trunks. The grass they sat upon was lush and green and was soft beneath their feet.

Once they had set the basket down, they emptied and eagerly consumed it's contents. Once they had finished the simple repast of golden breads, creamy butters, sharp cheeses, and various juicy fruits, they leaned back and rested in silence for many moments.

Finally, Legolas was the first to break the comfortable silence. "So, will you two come out with it and tell me exactly why you've abducted me on this fine spring afternoon?"

The twins feigned shocked hurt.

"You wound us with your words!" Elrohir said dramatically.

"Aye. You would accuse us of abducting you when we simply wished to share our mid day meal with our very dear friend!" his brother added.

"How very ungrateful!" Elrohir stated indignantly.

Legolas looked at them with amusement. "Oh, please. I know you two well enough to know that you have an ulterior motive for dragging me out here. What is it you wish of me?"

The twins' look of indignance filled the prince with such hilarity that he burst into laughter. The twins soon joined him and the clearing was filled with the sweet sound of laughter.

The laughter soon subsided and the twins looked at him seriously.

"We're worried about you." Elrohir said gently.

Legolas looked at them in honest surprise. "Whatever for?"

"Don't play dumb with us Legolas. We know you too well for it to work. Something has been bothering you this past week. What is it?" Elladan asked.

Legolas withdrew from them, into his own thoughts. How could he tell them? They would never understand. Instead he simply shook his head. "Please don't ask me this. I cannot tell you. Not just yet anyways."

Elrohir gazed at him his grey eyes filled with concern. "You've never hid anything from us before." He prodded softly.

"Please Roh, not now."

Elrohir nodded his understanding and the twins asked no more. They wouldn't push him. He would tell them when he was ready.

Suddenly Elladan gave him a wicked smile. "So then, will you at least tell us where you were the other night?"

"Yes, do tell!" Elrohir joined his brother.

Legolas began to blush, much to the twins delighted surprise.

"What do you mean?" he asked, not meeting their curious gazes.

"Oh, no! Don't play shy with us!" Elrohir mock-scolded.

"Yes, we won't buy it. We know you weren't in your rooms, oh, about 5 nights ago."

Legolas looked at them surprised. "How-"

Elladan gave another wicked smile. "We snuck into your rooms well after midnight that night."

"We had been hoping to gain your assistance with a few pranks we were planning." Elrohir continued.

"Aye, and they were truly brilliant. It's a shame you missed it. You should have been there."

The twins grinned at the memory of their jest. Whatever it was, Legolas was glad it hadn't been aimed at him.

Suddenly he remembered something and looked at the twins suspiciously. "Wait a minute. My door had been locked."

The twins grins widened. "Aye, that's why we had to go through your balcony."

Legolas rolled his eyes. It figured. Only the twins would dare do such a thing.

"If you must know, I couldn't sleep, so I went to the library for some late night reading."

The twins looked at him speculatively. "So, who were you with?" Elrohir asked slyly.

Legolas narrowed his eyes. "What makes you think I was with anyone?"

The twins eyes glittered knowingly. "Come, my friend. As we said before, we know you well. Who was it?" Elladan pressed.

"Ooh! I know! It was that cute young servant that's been following you around ever since you arrived last week!" Elrohir guessed.

Legolas stared at him in surprise. "What? Who are you talking about? What servant?" he demanded. He wasn't comfortable with the idea of having a stalker.

Ignoring him, the twins continued with their list of various Elves currently residing in their father's halls who had their eye on the youngest prince of Mirkwood.

Legolas shook his head. "Nay, why do you even want to know?"

Rather than act as a deterrent, this only seemed to feed the twins curiosity.

"You've always told us about your lover's before." Elladan observed.

Legolas just shook his head, refusing to answer.

Elrohir gave his brother a questioning look and received a nod in response.

Without warning Elrohir leaped on the prince, straddling his legs and pushing him down so his back was flush with the ground. Legolas gazed at his friend impassively. He was used to the twins antics by now, and it was very hard to surprise him. Of course, that didn't help remove the lap full of elf he found upon himself.

"Roh, what do you think you're doing?"

"I'm detaining you from escaping. You will not be leaving this clearing without telling us who you were with that night."

Legolas sighed. He was afraid it would come to this. He just looked at the elf in his lap, not speaking or moving.

"Brother! He's not talking! I swear, Legolas I won't move until you talk." Elrohir swore.

Elladan grinned at his twin. "Mayhap he doesn't want you to move."

"Well, I'm not complaining," Elrohir said suggestively, "I'm perfectly happy where I am." He leaned down, his full weight on the prince, his hands on his chest.

Legolas remained still, though he was smiling indulgently. This was nothing new to him, it was the twins' very nature to act thus, and he understood. Besides, it never went any further than this.

"So, you won't move until I tell you?" Legolas sighed. He supposed he could tell them, after all, what harm could it do? Besides, he knew them well enough to be certain they would not give up when there was something they really wanted. And if he swore them to secrecy, they would sooner die than betray his trust. He looked at Elrohir, who was smiling at him sweetly. He sighed resignedly. "Very well, then. But you can't tell a soul!" The twins nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly. Even without being told, they wouldn't speak of Legolas' private affairs with others. He was their friend and they would never betray him that way. Elrohir gave Legolas a little room, though remained sitting in his lap, just in case he changed his mind. The twins listened eagerly. If Legolas was reluctant to tell them who it was, it had to be someone special. Even so, they weren't ready for the name that slipped past his lips.

"It was..." Legolas took a deep breath, "...Erestor."

The twins jaws dropped and they stared at him in shock.

"Erestor? Our Erestor?!"

"Is there any other?" The prince said softly.

"Oh valar, how did you manage to pull that off?! I don't think Erestor's been with anyone in centuries! You are a genius my friend." Elrohir exclaimed.

Legolas smiled grimly. He knew they wouldn't understand.

"Talk about a conquest! You actually managed to seduce the cold icy Erestor." Elladan whistled appreciatively.

None of the elves noticed the dark haired elf turn and run away, tears streaming from his pallid face.

"Nay!" Legolas exclaimed vehemently, "It wasn't like that."

The twins looked at him curiously, before their eyes registered with dawning realization.

"You care for him?" Elrohir said, gazing meaningfully at his friend.

Legolas turned haunted blue eyes to him, "I think I love him."

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Reviews:

Singvogel: Mind speaking in ME is definitely NOT a common practice. The twins are often given this ability(by writers) for two reasons. 1) They are twins and share a connection so to speak and 2) –and most importantly- they are the grandsons of Galadriel, who is known for that particular ability. So it's not farfetched to assume they may have inherited a small portion of their grandmother's powers. This story is precisely 10 chapters long.

Rve: Wouldn't want you to go insane. XD

Minuial: Yep, the story was part of the reason, though I did just catch up on your story. Can't wait to find out what Thranduil does when the twins descend upon him. XD

Magda: Glad you liked it. A lot of people seem to like my Legolas. I hope you do for the rest of the story as well.