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Chapter 2
El and El pasted charming and brilliant smiles over their slightly shocked faces, all traces of lust driven out from their features.
"Well, meldir-" started Elrohir.
"Don't call me meldir!" barked Erestor, fuming.
"Well then, m'lord-" Erestor narrowed his eyes.
"Anyway, we were only thinking to please you tonight," Elrohir cast a sidelong glance at the luxurious 4 poster bed.
"Then I suggest you please me another day! How about with a better History report than the last time? Turgon was NOT the mother of Elwing! Turgon is a male elf you pair of witless fools!" Erestor was going into another lengthy lecture. The fourth of the day actually.
"Erestor I'm sure we can leave the past for now…we're in the," Elladan traced Erestor's pale lips with expert fingers, "…present."
Erestor was quiet, his eyes betraying no emotion. For a moment he closed his eyes and leaned into Elladan's touch. Reopening his eyes, Erestor bit down hard on El's finger. Elladan gave a most unelven scream, caressing his hurt digit, he turned to Elrohir. Giving his twin a meaningful look, he stalked off muttering something about carnivorous beauties.
Watching his brother trounce out of the room, Elrohir knew that a change of method was in order. He knew that his more impulsive twin usually let his bodily desires guide his actions, and not his mind. Cool, calm and collective Elrohir settled himself next to the still-bound Erestor.
"Erestor, mellon-nin, forgive my brother…he is but a lustful fool of a Too- I mean Elf. Valar…Mithrandir is rubbing off on me…." Erestor threw Elrohir dirty look,
"NO! Erestor! I meant no such thing! Erestor…?" Elrohir protested somewhat violently. Staring into Erestor's dark orbs, thinking that his Erestor's black eyes couldn't get any darker. Well, he though wrong.
A strange emotion flooded through Erestor's body. Closing his eyes, he fervently prayed that they betrayed none of this emotion he'd suddenly been attacked with. Shaking himself mentally, he found, to his utmost horror, that his body was stirring under his robes. With a strangled scream Erestor jumped up and attempted to hop his way out of the room.
"Erestor wait!! Erestor what's wrong? Stop Erestor!"
Erestor collapsed into an undiginified heap on the floor, weeping. Memories flooded back as his world turned dark and Elrohir's panicked cries were nothing more than ghostly hollow wails.