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Killing Time
Fury nearly had a fit when she spied not only Elladan, but Lord Elrond as well. She had not bargained on the older ellon being present, but quickly hid her distress, behind a brassy attitude and a juicy piece of fruit. The bandit leader was relieved when Lord Elrond acknowledged her with a seemingly easy manner and a bit of mischief in his eyes. The fact she had returned willingly, and the reaction of his oldest son, put the older elf more at ease. The amused request to keep her in sight and the twinkle dancing in his eyes, at his oldest son's growling reply, showed the lighter side of the Elf lord; before he turned and left them alone. In other circumstances, Fury was sure that she would get on well with the older elf, but at the moment it was the son that captured and held her attention.
Fury thought fast as she took in the blazing heat in Elladan's stormy gray eyes. She had expected extreme anger and frustration at her sudden escape, but it was the other emotions, that swirled wildly through his eyes, that gave Fury pause. She swallowed a chunk of fruit past a suddenly tight throat. It was getting hard to hold the twin's furious eyes because of what she saw within. Anger and frustration was foremost in the gray depths, but it was the surprisingly confused mix of relief, elation, lust and betrayal, that dangled just behind the anger, that made the bandit's heart beat erratically. Somehow their game had become more then one warrior against another, in a test of wit and skills. Along the way, their fighting had become an overly personal battle and Fury was unsure if she was up to the challenge of such intimate warfare. Her feelings for the twin were already twisted into a complex mess and now she had seen his emotions were in a similar state of disarray. Never one to back down from a fight, Fury pushed aside her misgivings and went into warrior mode.
Elladan could not believe his eyes! The irritating female was having a picnic on his bed! The sight of Fury casually lounging against his pillows, surrounded by a feast big enough for two, put thoughts in his head that were better left hidden in the world of dreams. Trying to come to terms with the desire that snaked through his system like a wildfire, Elladan slowly stalked closer to the elleth, who was watching him so intensely. Fury's eyes had turned a dark, deep purple, while a slight flush covered her neck, face and upwards to the tips of her ears. A slow predatory smile began to lift the twin's lips. Though the bandit acted completely unaffected by his presence, Elladan could see the same mixture of desire and confusion, that he was feeling, reflected in her lovely eyes. He still wished to strangle Fury for leaving as she had, as well as for the fact, that her people still held his twin captive. He prided himself on his ability to be brutally honest with himself, yet this was one of those times the ellon wished he could delude himself. Fact was fact! He wanted the damn irritating female right where she was; in his bed.
Reaching his prey, as she sat unmoving on the bed, Elladan sat his hip next to the elleth's own hip, causing a plate of cheese to fall unheeded to the floor, then leaned over Fury in a decidedly provocative manner and placed his hand on the opposite side of her waist; effectively hindering her escape. The twin locked his stormy gray eyes onto the bandit's deep lavender ones as he reached out to cup Fury's hand; that still held the apple. Without breaking eye contact, the twin drew the apple closer to his lips before whispering in a husky voice, that sent shivers down Fury's spine, "Hungry? Oh yes I am very, very hungry." and took a bite.
Fury watched Elladan's approach like a startled forest creature. Sadly the bandit knew that she could not flee from the twin's heated gaze, even if Sauron himself walked through the door and demanded her soul. Heat coiled deep within her stomach setting off an unexpected explosion of a thousand rabid butterflies. Her mouth went dry, her palms went damp and an annoying buzzing stopped her from hearing any of the sounds around her. When he sat beside her and dropped a hand to the bed, on the other side of her body, Fury nearly lost the apple she still had clenched in her hand. She could not look away from the blazing silver fire that danced within the depths of the twin's eyes as he leaned over and brought the apple impossibly close to his lips. Answering her long forgotten question in a husky, seductive voice, Elladan brought the fruit to his mouth and took a deep bite; never losing eye contact.
Fury's hand began to tremble slightly, along with the rest of her body, when the twin's teeth grazed the tender flesh of her palm, as he sampled the juicy fruit. She had not only stopped breathing, but had lost all coherent thought at the erotic contact. The bandit watched in avid fascination as the ellon slowly chewed the apple piece. All she wanted to do in that tiny space of time, was to pull him close enough to taste his lips and see if they were even half as tasty as the apple had been. A small part of her mind was screaming at her, that this was nothing but an evil trick, but Fury snarled silently at the offending thought that rudely tried to bring reality crashing in. For once she wanted to do something completely reckless and damn the consequences! Reaching out her hand to Elladan, the bandit gently wove her hand through his midnight tresses. The texture of the heavy silk gliding through her fingers felt wondrous. Unable to help herself, Fury buried her hand deeper into the dark hair and wrapped a bunch firmly around her hand. Watching the twin's stormy eyes darken to nearly black made the bandit bold and she tugged him gently towards her waiting lips.
Their lips met in a sizzling kiss. Heat flooded the pair, as their mouths merged in a desperate caress. Hidden longings burst free of their confinements, as Elladan moved to take Fury more fully into his arms. Finding the bowl still on her lap, the twin grasped it in one hand and flung it away, with no regard to its landing spot. As soon as the bowl was disposed of, the twin wrapped his free arm around the bandit's back and drew her up against his chest. Desire ran rampant through their blood, burning away all inhibitions as it flowed freely between them. Coming up for air, reluctantly, Elladan let his darkened silver gaze roam over the elleth held protectively in his arms. Her hair tumbled around her like a satin waterfall, her eyes were heavy lidded and burned with dark desire, and her skin gleamed white against the blackness of his shirt; bringing to his attention, all the skin bared by the ill fitting cloth.
Dipping his head down, the twin grazed his teeth across her exposed shoulder, ripping a small moan from Fury. The sound of surrender that the bandit made, urged Elladan to explore her more fully. Nudging the aroused bandit back against the pillows, the ellon began a slow heated trail from her shoulder to her neck, across her jaw to her lips then back along her neck and up to her overly sensitive ear. The soft sounds she was making inflamed the twin. She was HIS! The need to lay claim to his mate was nearly overwhelming. He ran a hand along the silk of his shirt tracing her outer thigh and the curve of her hip, inch by inch, until his hand lay against her waist. Sliding his hand possessively behind her back, to splay along her spine, the aroused ellon resumed his seductive kisses.
Finally coming to lay, full length, along side Fury, Elladan pulled the bandit close to his body and rolled her over, onto his broad chest; as his back was pressed firmly into the soft mattress, from the elleth's added weight. Fury now had one hand tangled in the older twin's hair as the other tentatively roamed over the ellon's well muscled arms and broad chest. Elladan could not help but give a growling moan, of pleasure, at the heady sensation of Fury's body covering his own. Her waterfall of silken hair brushing the exposed sensitive skin of his neck and the sensuous feel of Fury's small hands exploring him so lightly brought Elladan's desire for the bandit to a fevered state. They lay entwined as their caresses grew bolder and more demanding. The twin's strong hands moved more freely over her body as their passion blossomed into a raging inferno. Neither remembered the world outside their heated embrace.
The urgency of Elrohir's need, to reach the Last Homely House as quickly as possible, spurred the two younger twins onwards at an almost breakneck pace. Elrohir could feel his twin's slide into a dark hazy void that Elrohir had never felt before, and that made him worry for the safety of both Elladan and Fury. His twin had not answered any calls Elrohir had made through their twin bond, which considering the circumstances, was highly unusual. Taking into account his twin's last known mental state and it made the silence down right eerie. Racing up the steps leading into his home, Elrohir stopped only long enough to do a very quick, informal introduction; when the younger twin spotted Elrond, Erestor and Glorfindel in the library together.
"Ada, Glorfindel, Erestor, this is Shadow, second - in - command of the Wolven clan of Imladris. Shadow this is my Ada, Lord Elrond, and these two are his Seneschal, Glorfindel, and his Chief Advisor, Erestor. I would stay awhile, but I feel it is imperative that I see Elladan for I feel something is amiss with him. Ada do you know where I can find him?" Seeing his younger son's distress, Elrond quickly told Elrohir that he could find Elladan in his chambers and both new arrivals raced off towards the older twin's bedchamber, with the others following closely.
