Surprise Love

Surprise Love

Posted: December 2003
Title: Surprise Love
Author: Anestel
Type: FCS
Characters: Elrohir/Erestor, Elrohir/Legolas, Erestor/Elladan, Thranduil/???
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Its Tolkien's sandbox I just play in it.
Warning: rape, angst, sex, what more is there to life?
Author's Note: There is a happy ending...thanks to my Elrohir for the great idea. I'll love you always. ~Kisses and Hugs~ your Estel. Thanks to my beta Jean

Summary: Elrohir and Legolas are in love but don't know the other feels the same. Erestor loves Elrohir and is jealous of Legolas. Can Legolas save Elrohir? Can Elladan help Erestor live again? And can Thranduil find love again?

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Golden hair flew behind the Mirkwood prince as his steed galloped past the gates of Rivendell. His sapphire eyes shone with anticipation, he would soon see the twins. Soon see Elrohir. His heart began to race as it always did when he thought of Elrond's youngest son.

He guided his steed to Elrond's house, dismounting quickly. As the horse pranced off, the prince mounted the stone steps to the wooden door of Elrond's home. The door flew open and the great elf lord stood there with amusement twinkling in his eyes. He said in his usual calm voice, "They're over there." Then he closed the door. Legolas shook his head; Elrond never ceased to amaze him. A smile played at his lips as he headed in the indicated direction.

~~~

Elrohir sat with legs crossed, an elbow on each thigh, his head resting on his hands as his grey eyes watched as his twin, Elladan demonstrated new sword techniques that Glorfindel, his tutor, had recently taught him. It struck him again how different he and his twin were. Elrohir had chosen to have Erestor as his teacher and follow more in Ada's footsteps as a healer and scholar. He smiled contently as he watched Elladan continue his exercise.

Sunlight danced off of Elladan's bare chest with well-defined muscles and a sheen of sweat over his bronzed skin. Another difference between the twins was that Elrohir was shy and wore loose tunics and leggings while Elladan on the other hand could care less about clothes. If Ada would allow it, he would walk around with no clothes at all! Elrohir shook his head in amusement. A movement nearby caught his eye...

~~~

The prince stood a distance away watching the two. His heart pounded in his ears as he caught Elrohir's glance. A small wave beckoned him. His sapphire pools, called eyes, glanced at Elladan who was wildly, almost recklessly swinging his sword. He laughed; knowing it wouldn't bode well to sneak upon Elladan, when he wielded a sword in such a way.

Elladan turned, a grin lighting up his face as he saw the prince. "Legolas!" he exclaimed, dropping the sword carelessly and running to embrace his friend. Elrohir stayed back as usual watching his brother's exuberance with silent amusement, but he focused his gray eyes on Legolas' beauty, getting lost in the depths of his friend's sapphire eyes.

"Elladan, you've changed so much since I last visited," Legolas said, all the while his eyes studying Elrohir with amusement. "Dear Elry, will you never grow up? I fear you will never shed your shyness and childish modesty," his voice was light and teasing. He glanced at Elladan with a mischievous glint in his eyes, as he winked.

Elrohir's eyes darted between the two. His gray eyes widened as he took a step back. Legolas and Elladan laughed as they tackled Elrohir and wrestled him to the ground, pulling his tunic off of him. It was a joke of course, but Legolas had had an ulterior motive, to see Elrohir's naked chest. And my, what a breathtaking view.

Without really thinking he gently caressed the outline of the younger elf's pectoral muscles with one slender finger. His muscles were also well formed although not as much as his twin's. Legolas' breath caught as he touched Elrohir; no doubt he was the more beautiful of the twins. Elrohir was obviously affected by the touch as well. This, along with his own body's reaction and his embarrassment, caused him to pull away. Elrohir would never love him, he was just curious to the pleasures that the touch had wrought in him, as Elrohir was barely past his majority. Legolas sighed not that he had much experience either.

Elrohir was blushing fiercely as he pulled his tunic back on, his fingers trembling as he tightened the lacing securely. It was just a joke...just a joke, he repeated over and over in his head. Legolas would never want him in that way. He sighed glancing up. He gasped seeing Erestor there, jealously raging in his eyes. Elrohir sullenly said, "I have to go...Erestor is waiting for me."

Legolas turned his head to look and he scowled at Erestor. He had wanted to spend time with Elrohir this afternoon. He pulled Elrohir into a hug, grazing the younger elf's buttocks purposely, earning a surprised gasp from Elrohir's tempting lips. He smiled and planted a quick kiss on Elrohir's cheek.

Elrohir let out a nervous laugh as Legolas released him. He punched Legolas lightly on his upper arm before going to meet Erestor. His tutor would be fuming. It would be better for him to go, better for him if he didn't delay it more. He followed Erestor, trembling slightly at the anger radiating off the older elf.

~~~

Legolas laughed at Elladan as he watched the elf mock Erestor. He slapped Elladan playfully. "Let's go practice our archery, Elly. I'd like to see if you've actually learn to aim at the target and not the ground." He laughed; hoping archery would distract his mind from Elrohir for the afternoon. The two friends walked into the woods and found a nice place for target practice. This was how Legolas kept sane the rest of the afternoon.

~~~

Erestor opened the door to the library waiting for Elrohir to enter the room. When Elrohir was inside Erestor followed shutting the door behind him. He grabbed Elrohir pressing him against the door. He kissed him hard and cruelly ground their members together, both swelling to full hardness. He reached down and grabbed Elrohir's, stroking and squeezing roughly. "You're such a whore, Elrohir. You'd spread your thighs for anyone wouldn't you? You've slept with Legolas haven't you? You've let him kiss you, touch you, like I have. Yet you let him lie with you, when you have refused me. You slut."

Elrohir eyes widen to the size of saucers. "Erestor, you know better than that. I have never been to bed with anyone. I have done nothing with Legolas." Elrohir tried to ignore the racing of his heart at the thought of Legolas. He only let Erestor do this because he was curious. "Erestor I am no whore."

Laughing, Erestor took his hand away and told Elrohir to sit at the table. He took the book they had been studying and tossing it to Elrohir, he said, "Study the last five chapters and then write a composition explaining it in your own words." Erestor knew this was cruel, but what Elrohir had done was cruel. How could he flirt with a Sindarin elf? The dirty blond Sindar disgusted him along with his father who was already here holding delegations with Elrond. He shook his head.

Elrohir's eyes flashed as he yelled, "You fucking tease! Study your own books!" He started to run out the door but Erestor stopped him.

"You bloody slut, you're gonna go to that...that Sindar...You'd leave me to go to him?" He backhanded Elrohir. Instantly regretting it, but Elrohir had ran out the door before he had the chance to apologize. He closed the door and fell against in remorse. How could he have done that to Elrohir? How could he have hit him? He shook his head. Elrohir would never love him now.

~~~

Elrohir ran blindly, tears coursing down his pale, smooth cheeks. Outside the house, he collapsed by the wall. Choked sobs fell from his bruised and trembling lips. How could Erestor have said those cruel things? How... how could Erestor hit him? He leaned back against the wall, drifting into restless slumber.

* All through the Night *

Hours later, Legolas slowly walked back to Elrond's home. Elrohir's studies should be finished by now. His eyes roamed the scenery, catching a glimpse of a crumpled figure...Elrohir...

Legolas broke into a run and quickly closed the gap between them. Knowing something was wrong, he whispered, "Elry?" He took the thin, fragile body into his arms. Elrohir stiffened at the touch. Yes, something was indeed wrong.

Elrohir slowly opened his gray eyes, registering surprise, "Legolas?" His hair was ratted and messy, his lips and cheek were bruised, eyes dulled with sadness and fear.

Legolas' heart wrenched inside his chest at the sight of Elrohir in this condition. "What's wrong, Elry? What happened?" he asked, his voice comforting and concerned. He held the fragile being in his arms. Who could have hurt innocent, sweet Elrohir like this? Who could have filled his eyes with this fear and misery?

Elrohir's eyes filled with hurt as he remembered Erestor's words. "He...his words...they...it was so cruel...Legolas...he hit me...hurt me..." His voice was choppy and thick with emotion as tears fell from his eyes again.

The older elf pulled Elrohir to his chest, "Who, Erestor?" Legolas was answered by a strangled sob from Elrohir. He held him close, whispering comforting words. He struggled to control his rage. How dare Erestor force himself on Elrohir? He gathered the elf up and took him to Elrohir's room, gently placing him on the bed.

Elrohir rested his head against Legolas' chest until he was lowered onto the soft bed. He watched as Legolas started to leave. Elrohir caught the elf's arm, weakly trying to pull him back. He didn't want to be alone. He wanted the safety of Legolas' arms wrapped tightly around him.

The weak hand on Legolas' arm instantly stilled his feet. He turned slowly, taking the others hand in his. "You want me to stay?" he asked, not totally sure he could trust his body to stay with Elrohir and not take advantage.

A small nod and tug on his arm immediately rid him of all hesitancy as he lay down beside the innocent Elrohir. He wrapped his arms protectively around him, rubbing the small of his back, and whispering comforting words into his ear.

Elrohir rested against the strong body, feeling safe. "Thank you," he murmured as he fell into a restless sleep. Legolas stared all night long at the beauty laying beside him on the soft feather bed, not able to fall asleep.

* Morning Comes *

Soft, warm rays of morning light peeked through the window. Legolas had finally dozed off, still holding Elrohir tight to his chest. Elrohir woke up surprised to see and feel that Legolas was still beside him. His heart pounded in his ears at the thought of the Mirkwood prince in his bed all night. He gently shook the blond prince, whispering, "Legolas, wake up."

The blonde slowly woke, "Elry, is everything okay?" he asked still not quite awake.

Elrohir smiled wrapping his arms around Legolas. "Everything is perfect," he purred. "But you need to go back to your chambers. Thranduil wouldn't be happy if he knew you hadn't been in your bed last night," he continued quietly, kissing Legolas' jaw line lovingly. He hoped he hadn't misread Legolas, hoped that Legolas wanted him also.

Legolas let out a surprised gasp, barely audible. "Elry..." he murmured, feeling the arms tighten around his waist. He turned his head slightly and caught the Noldor's lips with his own. Pressing gently he moved closer to Elrohir. "My Ada would be angry, but I don't want to leave you alone"

Elrohir's eyes widened in shock as Legolas gently kissed him...so different from Erestor's cruel mouth. He shook his head to rid himself of the memory of Erestor. "Go, we'll have more time together. I'll be fine. I'm safe now. Go before your Ada finds an empty bed." Elrohir pulled his arms back and playfully pushed Legolas off the bed, laughing softly.

Legolas smiled as he looked up at Elrohir. "Alright, alright. No need to get violent." He stood up slowly, stretching. Giving Elrohir a friendly hug and kiss on the cheek. He then hurried off to his chambers, hoping against hope his father hadn't already woken.

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Thranduil walked in his son's room. His emerald eyes fell on the empty bed. Legolas had not gone to his bed last night. Fear, anger and remorse filled him. He couldn't allow Legolas to make his mistake. Falling in love with a Noldo had almost killed him. His eyes clouded as he remembers how he used to be...

~Flashback~

Strong arms surrounded Thranduil's waist from behind as his lover moved closer to him, gently nipping at his neck. The Noldo whispered sweet nothings and I love yous. He sighed contently turning to face him. This Noldo had stolen his heart, with his raven hair, and gray eyes. His lover smiled as he pushed Thranduil onto the bed...

~End Flashback~

The door opening and a small gasp woke him from his reverie. He turned. "Legolas, where were you last night?" He managed to keep his raging emotions out of his voice. His cold eyes turned to his son; he couldn't let Legolas fall for a Noldo. They were all whores and heartless to other's feelings.

Legolas quickly recovered from his shock, brushing past his father. "It's none of your concern, Ada." He said in an even measured voice. He knew of his father's hate for Noldos, though he didn't understand it. Thranduil could not know he had slept in Elrohir's bed, holding him close, protecting him... He shook his head. He needed to focus to get out of this without any scars.

* The Ultimate Betrayal *

Elrohir turned onto his back sighing contently. He remembered Legolas' arms around him, holding him protectively all night. Legolas made him happy and safe...A knock on the door interrupted his musings. Thinking it was Legolas he turned on his side and called. "Come in," A grin spreading on his face.

When the door opened and he stepped in, Elrohir gasped. His eyes filled with fear and despair. "Erestor," his voice was bitter and angry. "Get out!" he yelled standing up. His face pinched in anger, fist clenched.

"Elrohir," the name rolled off Erestor's tongue deadly gentle, deceptive. He walked over to Elrohir, taking his jaw gently in his hand, "I'm sorry, Elrohir," though he wasn't apologizing for earlier but for what he was about to do.

He moved closer and kissed Elrohir, a little gasp allowing his tongue to push inside, claiming, and ravishing the dark hotness that was Elrohir's mouth. Before Elrohir could push him away he grabbed the others hands with his own. Holding a strap of leather in his left hand, which he had hid behind his back, he pushed Elrohir's arms behind his back, tying them tightly together.

Elrohir struggled against the bonds, the leather cutting and bruising his wrists. He managed to twist his mouth away from Erestor. "Don't do this to me, Erestor, please," he begged shamelessly. Tears falling from his eyes. He tried to take a step back, but Erestor grabbed his sides and pulled him closer.

"I will have you, Elrohir, I will...Did you and Legolas have fun? I know he was here all night. You're such a whore...slut," he murmurs, as he starts biting Elrohir's neck. Pushing him onto the bed, Erestor stripped Elrohir quickly, tearing the clothes. Then tying his hands to the headboard. Taking the sheet he ripped two pieces off and tied each of Elrohir's feet to a separate post of the bed.

Erestor let out a hungry groan seeing Elrohir in such a vulnerable position, his sweet opening exposed to him. He ran his hands along Elrohir's trembling body. "So beautiful. You shouldn't be wasted on Sindarin filth."

Elrohir was trembling in fear and pain. "Erestor, don't. Untie me and let me go," his pleas filled the room. He gasped as Erestor's head pressed against his tight virginal opening. "No, ple..." his words were cut off as Erestor pushed into Elrohir's unprepared body with a groan of pleasure. Elrohir screamed as blinding pain seared through his body.

"You're so tight, young one," murmured Erestor. His length thrusting mercilessly into Elrohir, his fingers clawing the pale back, his mouth biting sucking, kissing, licking... As he neared his release he pushed in once more with all his strength. "Ai, Elrohir..." he groaned as he spilled his seed.

Pulling out slowly, reluctant to leave the tight passage, he moved off the bed, dressing quickly. Leaning down he whispered into Elrohir's ear, "I hope you forgive me someday, I had to do this, had to have you."

Erestor left Elrohir crying and tied up. He ran to the woods and collapsed by a small stream, staring blankly, hating himself for what he had done. I shouldn't have...but it was too late for regrets.

* Rebellion Uprising *

"It is my concern Legolas! You're my son; anything that concerns you concerns me. I will not have you in the bed of a Noldo." Thranduil's voice was low and threatening, causing Legolas to take a step back.

Legolas swallowed his fear, rebellion rising in his soul. "I will stay in whomever's bed I please!" he spat back. He was no child to be pushed around by a domineering father.

Memories of his old lover flooded his mind, filling Thranduil with unchained anger. "You dare to defy me? Your father?" With that he closed the distance between them, his anger taking possession of his body.

Legolas didn't see it coming...White flashed in front of his eyes as he felt a sharp pain on the side of his head. White darkened into black...

~~~

Thranduil looked down at his son. He had never laid a finger on his only son before that. Tears welled in the corners of his midnight eyes. "Look what you have done to me," he whispered to his old lover, who was not there to hear the words, "you caused me to hit my own sonin fear that he will fall in the same trap as I."

He leaned down and with gentle hands lifted his only son, placing him on his bed and kissing his forehead in a fatherly way. "I love you my son. Forgive me." With those softly spoken words, which betrayed the kind heart beneath the King of Mirkwood's tough cruel exterior wall, he left, returning to his own bed and collapsing in tears.

* Forever Bound *

Throbbing...A throbbing pain resounded in the side of his head. " Ada," he whispered, painfully remembering his own father hitting him, rendering him unconscious. "How could he," his voice choked in confusion.

"Elrohir..." Legolas suddenly felt a need to be near him. He may not return Legolas' love but Legolas needed him close. They were good friends and right now he needed one.

He pushed himself off the bed and stumbled towards the door still a bit woozy from the blow to his head. "Damn you Ada," he muttered as he opened the door and stepped out into the hall.

Slowly he walked to Elrohir's room. Hesitating momentarily before opening the door. His sapphire eyes fall on the bed, a gasp escaping his lips, Elrohir was lying on his stomach tied to the bed. Blood stained his back.

"Elry!" he cried, rushing to untie the knots and turning him over. "What happened? Are you alright?" The look in the gray eyes was distant. He was fading, Legolas could see it, feel it in his heart.

" Ada...Legolas, take me to my Ada." Elrohir's voice came so faintly, Legolas barely heard him.

Legolas lovingly picked up Elrohir's limp body and hurried to Elrond's chamber's. He kicked the door, as he was unable to knock, seeing as his hands were full.

Elrond threw it open, his brows furrowed in anger, "What do..." his words stopped as he saw his youngest son naked and beaten in Legolas' arms. "What happened?" He pointed for Legolas to lay Elrohir on the bed.

Legolas swiftly obeyed, sitting beside Elrohir and holding his cold hand. "I'm not sure. I think Erestor might have hurt him in someway." replied Legolas remembering the fear and pain in Elrohir's eyes the day before. He stifled curses towards Erestor.

"Erestor? My chief advisor?" stuttered the Noldo as he stared between his son and Legolas. He couldn't believe this.

"What other Erestor is there? Now stop this talking! Elrohir is fading and we need to save him!" demanded Legolas his voice tinged with worry. He was not frightened at all by Elrond.

Elrond nodded and looked at his son. "He has to be bound to someone or he won't survive." he murmured softly. His face creased showing his pain and concentration.

Legolas nodded he had already known this. "I'll do it." he said quietly, wondering if Elrond would reject him. He was a Sinda after all.

"Your father wouldn't approve." stated Elrond.

'Brilliant observation of the obvious,' thought Legolas, but he only said, "I know and I don't give a damn what he says. I love Elrohir and I don't care what it takes to save him." Legolas blurted out without realizing everything he had said, but after it was said he knew it to hold true.

Elrond still looked worried, "Lie beside him and hold his hands." He instructed as he put a hand on each of the young elves' foreheads, to begin binding their minds. When it was complete Elrond collapsed to the floor exhausted and both Legolas and Elrohir were fast asleep as well.

* Love, Tears and Memories *

Thanks to my beta and my inspirations, Aidan and Elly Love you guys. and thanks to my beta Jean

He loves me...he loves me not...he loves me... Elladan thought as he picked off the last few petals of the flower, throwing the stem. If only that were true. Erestor obviously didn't love him, because in some twisted way Erestor was in love with Elrohir. "I'm hopeless," he muttered as he drew designs in the dirt. Well at least Elrohir survived. He'll be completely happy now that he has his true love. "But I'm here moping," thought Elladan disgustedly, "pining over the elf that raped my brother, almost killing him."

In truth Elladan pitied Erestor. He knew that Erestor was sorry and felt guilty. Elladan wanted to kiss away the tears and help him start again. Maybe he would. Lying about his feelings would only bring him more pain. Yes, he would tell Erestor he loved him, but what would Ada and Elrohir think?

~~~

Erestor cried oceans of tears; tears of remorse, guilt and a broken spirit. What had come over him that fateful morning? What evil possessed him to hurt sweet Elrohir in such a vile way?

He was fading...slowly...painfully...soon he would be gone...to Mandos, if someone didn't save him...

~~~

Thranduil buried his porcelain face in the downy pillow. He was a failure, a bloody cursed failure. Thranduil had lost everything; his father, his lover and, now more than likely, his own son. He was a fool...

*Flashback*

"I love you, Thranduil," whispered the soft voice as hands moved along his naked body. "Ai," moaned Thranduil as his length was gently stroked.

"I want you inside me now" Thranduil demanded his lover. Instead of complying the elf chuckled and bent his head and then Thranduil felt something wet against his entrance. "Your tongue!" he exclaimed, his eyes wide in wonder at the pleasure it wrought within in him. He found himself thrusting against it once it was pushed inside the barrier. His lover's gray eyes stared back into his, twinkling with mischief...

*End Flashback*

Knock, knock. Thranduil groaned. This was not a good time...he was aroused at the memory he had been reliving and was not in the mood for interruptions.

* A New Love *

They woke almost simultaneously. "Legolas?" asked Elrohir in a weak confused voice. They were still lying on Elrond's bed, a blanket covering them. Somehow Elrohir had managed to wiggle his way up against Legolas' warm body.

"Elrohir, you made it, it worked!" Legolas exclaimed joyfully, bringing the fragile being closer to him.

"What worked?" he asked, nuzzling Legolas' neck. Elrohir felt so warm, so complete. He felt another presence in his mind. It made him nervous.

"You were fading, so Elrond bound our minds. I feel you in mine. Do you feel me? I love you, Elrohir. I should have told you long ago. I'm sorry I waited till now," Legolas said almost in one breath, finally stopping when he felt Elrohir put a finger on his lips.

"Shush, Legolas. I understand. I love you too," he whispered softly, scooting closer. He pressed his still bruised lips to Legolas' The kiss was soft and passionate. Tentatively he ran his pink tongue across Legolas' lower lip, before pulling away, a shy smile on his face. "If we are bound, that means we are...uh.." he blushed.

"Lovers? Yes, but we don't have to 'til you're ready. He hurt you and you should take time to heal." Legolas said gently as he reached one of his slender hands to caress Elrohir's perfectly sculpted cheek. "We have forever, so there's no need to rush."

Elrohir smiled leaning into the caress. "We don't have to wait, Legolas. You won't hurt me like he did. I need you to show me it doesn't always hurt." Elrohir purred closing his eyes. He snuggled close to Legolas and let their erections feel each other, Legolas' leggings the only barrier.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

* Another Chance *

"Open the damn door, Thran." muttered Elrond as he reached up to knock again. What was he doing here anyway? Elrond really didn't want to see Thranduil. He knew Thran was still angry, but what could he or they do about it? Past was past and some things were better left forgotten.

Thranduil cursed under his breath as he swung open the door. Shock took over before anger returned. "Elrond, what in Mordor are you doing here?" he spat out through clenched teeth. Against his will, his heart raced and the butterflies that lived in his stomach came to life. His emerald eyes stared into grey ones. Regret and longing rushed over him. He looked down unable to hold the gaze any longer.

'He's so beautiful.' "I...I," Elrond stuttered, longing to be in Thranduil's arms once more. His slender fingers reached up to caress Thranduil's perfect face. "Thranny..." he whispered the nickname he had for Thranduil.

"Elrond, what are you doing here?" asked Thranduil, his voice hoarse. He tilted his head to lean into the gentle touch he had missed over the centuries. He forced his emerald jeweled eyes back to Elrond's stormy grey ones.

"I'm touching you..." replied Elrond moving closer. "Let me come in, Thranny," he continued in a soft seductive voice.

"Why should I?" replied Thranduil his voice revealing the hurt and resentment he still felt towards Elrond.

"Because I love you and I want to be with you. I should have never left," Elrond stepped inside and then pulled Thranduil to him. He began to place soft kisses on Thranduil's neck. Sucking on certain spots he knew were sensitive.

"I love you to, but..." Thranduil's voice was silenced as Elrond pressed their lips together. His tongue asking for entrance. Thranduil opened his mouth to the questing

'He still tastes as sweet as I remember,' Elrond thought as his tongue explored every dark crevice of the other's mouth. He finally pulled away breathless. The kiss had aroused him and by the flush on Thranduil's face it had worked it's magic on him also. They looked at one another and Elrond spoke once more, "I'm sorry, Thranduil, for everything I did that hurt you. If you give me this chance I will never leave you again, I promise." With that Thranduil gave a forgiving nod and they began wrestling to get one another's clothes off while moving back towards the bed....

* Fight For Him! *

"Erestor's almost gone. He's so pale and thin, and I'm sure it's been days since he's last eaten." Elladan said as he faced his twin. He had long before told his twin of his feelings and Elrohir seemed to understand.

"Have you told him how you feel?" Elrohir studied Elladan. He was worried about his brother. Elrohir almost felt guilty to be so happy when his twin was obviously miserable.

Elladan shook his head, his grey eyes sad and tormented. "I can't Elir, Erestor would surely push me away. He's in love with you."

Elrohir's heart tore as he heard the pain in Elladan's voice. "Elladan, he's hurting. You're going to have to fight for him. His heart and soul are weighed dwon with guilt and remorse. Elly, you can save him. I know in your heart you know how," Elrohir had pulled Elladan into his arms as he whispered those words in his twin's ear.

Elladan leaned against his twin, feeling like an elfling again. He used to run to Elrohir when something went wrong and Elrohir would hold him close like this. If only they could go back to the simple days. If only...But it won't happen, and Elladan had a choice. He could let Erestor fade and die or he could try to save him. So did he really have a choice at all? He loved Erestor too much to let him go...too much to let him die. Elladan was willing to do anything to save Erestor, even if it meant pretending he was Elrohir for a period of time, just long enough to stop Erestor from fading, then he could tell him the truth. Hopefully Erestor would forgive him.

~~~

'Erestor, why are you leaving us like this? No one wants you to fade. Even Elrohir and Legolas have forgiven you. For Valar's sake, I've forgiven you and it was my youngest son you raped! Can't you forgive yourself,' thought Elrond as he stared at the elf in front of him. Erestor's chocolate brown eyes had lost their twinkle. His midnight black hair had dulled from its usual shine. Aloud, he whispered to his friend and cheif advisor for millenia, "Stop punishing yourself ,Erestor. We all love you and want you to live. I know the twins would be devastated if you died. Elrohir would blame himself," and Elladan would surely follow you, he continued to himself.

"Elrond, I can't stay. I feel so guilty, and my love is unrequited. Just let me go. I already feel Mandos calling me," replied Erestor, his voice faint and distant, "It would be easier to just not fight."

A soft knock was heard and Elrond got up to answer the door. He looked and there was his eldest son. "Hello Elladan," he said quietly, "I'm talking to Erestor. Could you come back later?"

"Nay, Elladan, Stay. I was just leaving," said Erestor as he walked past the two into the hall. His heart heavy, by dying he would hurt Elrohir more, but how could he live with what he had done?

~~~

Elrond watched Erestor retreat and sighed as he shut the door. He turned back to Elladan and caressed his face in a fatherly gesture."What is it, ion-nin," Elrond's heart ached for his eldest child. Elladan was miserable. His skin pale and eyes filled with longing.

"Erestor's dying, Ada," whispered Elladan, as tears started to fall down his cheeks. "I love him, but he still loves Elrohir," the choked voice continued, breaking Elrond's heart again. It wasn't fair that Elladan was so miserable, and everyone else so happy.

"Fight for him, Elly, fight! You can't do nothing, because for the rest of your life you would be wondering if there was something you could have done. Elly, you can't give up on him or you will definately lose him, he's already given up. You have to fight the battles that he refuses to fight. You have to fight to keep him here," whispered Elrond fervantly. In his heart he knew that if they lost Erestor they would lose Elladan. Elrond could not lose one of his children.

"I know, Ada, but what is there that I can do? He doesn't want me. He wants Elir...not me," Elladan said as he started leaning against his father. How could he have fallen in love with Erestor? It wasn't fair.

"Elladan, you know in your feä what you will have to do, so gather your courage and do it! You can win this, you can bring Erestor back. Only you can stop the call of Mandos. You truly love him, and you will just have to convince him."

~~~

Erestor heard a knock on his door and let out a small sigh as he sat up and opened the door. His heart skipped a beat as he stared at the face of his love, Elrohir... What was he doing here?

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* Surprises *

Legolas pulled Elrohir into his lap and nipped at his slender neck. Elrohir giggled and protested, "Legolas, please! We're in the library, someone will see us!" Elrohir tried to wiggle out of Legolas' grasp, but it held firm. "Legolas," he squealed as Legolas playfully squeezed his groin.

"I don't care if anyone sees me with my husband," whispered Legolas in Elrohir's ear. The thought of making love to Elrohir in the library was arousing. Although Elrohir may protest, he knew his lover was turned on by the idea. "I'm going to make love to you on one of these tables and you will love it," Legolas continued to whisper hotly in Elrohir's ear.

Elrohir moaned softly as Legolas stroked his hardening member. 'When did Legolas get so dominant?...I think I like this side of him,' thought Elrohir vaguely as he tried once more to wiggle out of Legolas' lap.

"Hmm, you really don't want this...Alright," Legolas said mischievously as he let Elrohir go. His lover stared at him in bewilderment but Legolas just smirked and stood up. "We need to go meet with my father. We still haven't told him about us."

"I'm going to get you, Legolas," Elrohir warned playfully as he took Legolas' hand and they moved to the door. It was time to tell Thranduil. Elrohir didn't know if he could handle this confrontation while he was aroused and Legolas so near.

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Moans of passion could be heard through Thranduil's door as Elrohir and Legolas stood in front of it, "What the..." Elrohir heard Legolas mutter. "Who is in there," asked Elrohir as he reached for the doorknob. He peaked in and stared in shock. 'Ada...' he thought to himself. He felt Legolas move closer behind him and look over him to the bed. Elrohir shut the door and blushed furiously. "Was I seeing things," Elrohir said his voice filled with shock his eyes wide in disbelief.

"I don't think so...Our fathers are lovers? When did that happen? Last time I checked they hated each other." Legolas replied on the verge of laughter. "Let's leave them be and go to our own room."

"I like that idea love," whispered Elrohir as he bounced impatiently down the hall to their chambers.

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They fell on the bed after quickly undressing. Their lips met furiously as if they were trying to devour one another. Elrohir moaned into the kiss and spread his legs wantonly. They had only made love once before, on that morning. It had been wonderful, but Elrohir had still been suffering with memories about the rape. So they had decided to wait till later when they were both completely ready to make love again. Today was the day. Legolas crawled in between Elrohir's spread legs. He whispered in Elrohir's ear, "Are you sure you're ready for this love?"

"No, I'm just spreading my legs for show," Elrohir replied sarcastically. "Yes, I'm ready, Legolas," he whispered more seriously as he pulled Legolas' lips to his in a passionate kiss. Legolas' lips parted to Elrohir's questing tongue and Elrohir plunged into the wet cave of sweetness. Legolas moaned softly. The tongue left no part of Legolas' mouth untouched. Finally, he pulled away nibbling on Legolas' bottom lip, "I'm ready, love of my life," he murmured as he spread his legs further and lifted his hips in obvious invitation.

Legolas moaned slightly when Elrohir lifted his hips. "Good," he whispered reaching to the nightstand and opened the drawer. He fumbled and finally found the vial of oil. "If I hurt you or you feel uncomfortable tell me," he said and Elrohir nodded. He leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to Elrohir's lips and opened the vial. Legolas lubricated his fingers and then set the jar down. He watched Elrohir's face as he pushed his finger against Elrohir's guardian muscle. Gently he thrust the digit past the ring of muscle and into the tight heat.

Elrohir moaned and relaxed his muscles to allow the invasion. He pushed back against Legolas' finger impaling himself deeper. A whimper of need passed his pink lips as Legolas added a second finger. He scissored them to stretch the passage. With a curl of his fingers, he brushed Elrohir's prostate, which caused his lover to call out and writhe beneath him in pleasure.

The younger elf panted and whispered, "Please Legolas..." he thrust his hips forward. Legolas removed his fingers and reached for the vial again. He coated his weeping member with oil to ease into the entrance, into Elrohir, and to make it as pleasurable as possible for his lover.

Elrohir whimpered as he felt Legolas' hand on his length, and pressed against him. Legolas pushed himself in to the hilt. "Aiya Legolas," groaned Elrohir as Legolas brushed his sweet spot. Legolas rested, his breath short and hitched. He began to thrust and pump Elrohir's member faster as he matched the pace and made sure to hit Elrohir's sweet spot every time. The wanton moans pushed him closer to the edge.

Elrohir felt his climax building and began to thrust upward into Legolas' hand. "Legolas," he moaned as he spilled his seed in Legolas' hand. Colors danced before his eyes as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. The orgasm left him trembling. Legolas spilled his seed within Elrohir and pulled out. He lay on his side next to his love, his hand caressing the porcelain face. "Amin mela lle," he whispered as he leaned in and kissed Elrohir's sweet lips softly but quickly.

"I love you too, Legolas," murmured Elrohir half-asleep. He snuggled close to Legolas, his head resting against his lover's chest.

"Sleep now, mela," whispered Legolas, wrapping his arms around Elrohir's waist. Soon they were both sleeping peacefully.

* Lookin' For In All The Wrong Places *

Erestor stared at 'Elrohir' in shock. "Why are you here, Elrohir?" he finally asked in a tired voice, dull brown eyes looked at the youngest son of Elrond.

Elladan smiled, 'Okay I don't have to convince him I'm Elrohir.' Finally he answered the older elf, "I want to make you happy. Let me comfort you, 'Restor." His fingers reached up and caressed Erestor's cheek. "I love you, Erestor."

Erestor leaned into the touch his eyes falling closed...wait...the words registered in his brain...Elrohir loves Legolas...Elladan... "I love you to," he whispered opening his heart. The tenderness and willingness of Elladan to pretend to be Elrohir for him warmed his icy heart. He opened the door wider and let Elladan in, and then shut it again. "How can you love me?" he whispered, pain laced into the words. No one should love him after what he had done.

"Shh, 'Restor. Make love to me, bind yourself to me," Elladan whispered desperately. He was scared of course, Elladan had only one male lover before and that had been long ago. He loved Erestor, though, enough to die to keep the other from fading, "Please 'Restor."

Erestor stared at Elladan in shock. There could be no deceit between if they were to bind themselves together. "I will Elladan, if you truly desire it. I can't bring suffering to you," he realized he did Love Elladan. It was more than the uncontrollable lust he had had for Elrohir. This was pure...right. Elladan was who he had wanted all along.

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"I'm so glad we found each other again," murmured Elrond softly, his voice filled with love as he held Thranduil in his arms. "I should have never left you," Elrond continued over the millinea Elrond had come to regret his decision, never truly gaining happiness with Thranduil by his side and in his bed.

"You're right you shouldn't have left me...but I'm glad you came back, because I love you more than anything," replied Thranduil snuggling closer to his love. They had awoken in one another's arms and Thranduil was reminded again that this was not a dream. "Amin mela lle," he whispered into Elrond's neck.

Elrond answered back, a mischeivous glint in his eyes, "You know they saw us yesterday..."He kissed the tip of Thranduil's nose.

"Who?" Thranduil asked with a blush and giggle.

"Our sons of course," he sadi barely able to contain his laughter at the look on Thranduil's face and the remembrace of Legolas' and Elrohir's faces. "You should have seen their faces," A giggle finally escaping his lips.

Thranduil's face reddened even more, "They saw us...makign love?... Elrohir and Legoals saw us?...Well...I guess we won't have to worry about telling them now," he said as he started giggling again.

Elrond finally found his voice again, "I want to bin you again Thrandy," he purred all tracees of humor gone from his voice, replaced by desire, lust and love.

"But we just..." his words were cut off by Elrond's lips pressed firmly to his.

"Shut up and let me fuck you."

Thranduil just smiles and nods. His heart raced with desire and love as he lifted his hips to Elrond. His member already hardening again. Elrond wouldn't have to bother preparing him this time since he was still stretched from the last time.

Elrond grabbed the vial of oil fromt he nightstand and wet his length before pressing against Thranduil's opening which was relaxed and gave Elrond little resistance. He groaned as Thranduil's tight passage closed around his member, "Aiya Thrandy!" He paused a moment before he began to thrust hard and fast into his lover's opening. He relished the wanton monas that fell from the blond's bruised lips.

Thranduil moaned and thrust back to meet Elrond. "Faster Elrond," he pleaded, almost smiling as Elrond oblieged and also took his weeping erection in his hand. Thranduil moaned as he was stroked and Elrond's length continualy rubbed his prostrate which caused him to writhe beneath his lover. After a few more firm strokes from Elrond, Thranduil came into his hand.

Elrond cried out loudly as he felt Thranduil clench around his member he threw his head back in ecstasy, "Aiya Thandy!" he moaned with one last thrust. Slowly he pulled out, spent and gathered Thranduil's still trembling body in his arms. "Amin mela lle, Thrandy."

"I love you to, Elrond," he murmured already half asleep, a sated smile on his and his lover's faces as they fell back asleep.

* Their Surprise Love *

Elladan stares at Erestor in shock. "You love me? But I thought..." he shakes his hand showing his confusion. Erestor loved Elrohir, didn't he? "I don't understand Erestor."

Erestor looked at the young face of Elladan, "I love you, Elladan. I just now realized it. I lusted for Elrohir but it was you who I really wanted. Who I've desired all along. I don't understand it either. I'm not worth want you're offering me. I hurt Elrohir so badly. I don't deserve to live. I don't deserve the gift you are offering." he whsipered. "Let me die, Elladan. I shouldn't live."

"I don't care Erestor, I love you. Please don't die, I'll die with you. I've lived so long trying to escape my feelings for you and I'm tired of it. I want to bind myself to you. Let me save you, let me help you start again...learn to live again. Please..." the younger elf whispered tears rolling down his cheeks. "I want you Erestor." He moved closer to Erestor and reached up a trembling hand and caressed the cold cheek.

"Why do you love me? How can you love me?" Erestor whispers leaning into the gentle caress. Elladan's touch warmed his skin and he longed for more. His heart racing at this closeness at the other's words.

"I don't know, Erestor, I just do. Please stop asking questions and just let me love you." the half-elf murmured as he pulled Erestor into his arms and nuzzled his neck. "Just let me love you." He pleaded softly placing some kisses on Erestor's sensitive neck feeling the other shudder slightly.

Erestor closed his eyes and gave into the sensations of the other's attentions. He wanted Elladan's love. He needed it. Elladan needed this to and he would never hurt him. He nods slightly as he wrapped his arms around the other's waist. His heart full of love and joy now that his true love was in his arms.

Elladan pulled his head away from the other's neck his grey eyes looking up into the brown ones. A smile let his face and he wrapped his arms around the other's neck and pressed their lips together in a passionate kiss. Elladan pressed his tongue past the barriar of lips and teeth and explored the warm moist cave, he claimed and possesed Erestor's mouth. The kiss was long and they only parted when the need for oxygen presented itself. "Amin mela lle, Erestor." he whispered, "I'll do anything for you."

Erestor panted, his lips swollen and bruised from the passionate kiss, "Amin mela lle, Elladan. Just love me and never leave me." he replied softly and pulled the other closer moving back towards the bed. "I'm yours, Elladan always and forever." he continued as he laid back on the bed and pulled Elladan on top him before he claimed the soft lips in another tantilizing kiss. "This is the way it should be, penneth."

"Aye, You are mine and I am yours. I'm binding myself to you to night." he whispered as he began undoing the other's robes and helping him get them off. He then untied his own leggings and pulled them off after his boots and then undid his tunic which joined the other clothes were now in a pile on the floor. "Amin.." he whispered in a low seductive voice as he spread Erestor's legs and settled himself in between them.

"Lle, I bind myself to you for eternity." Erestor answered and then moaned as the other licked and suckled on his neck again biting it to leave marks that would show everyone he was Elladan's. The younger elf's mouth traveled down the other's body and licked and suckled one musky nipple while rolling the other between his fingers as he pinched the hardened nub. His teeth scraped and bit the other and slowly tortured and pleasured his older lover. "Aiya Elladan," moaned Erestor as he arched into the other's mouth.

Elladan continued his sweet torment as he went further down and dipped his tongue into Erestor's navel before he started his downward trek yet again. He ignored the weeping member and kissed and nipped the other's thighs, down his legs, his ankles calves and finally he began to take each toe in his mouth. He sucked licked and nipped each toe as if he were doing it to the other's length giving the top a kiss before moving to the next one.

Erestor moaned his length throbbed for attention but was ignored. His slender elegant fingers clutched the sheets and he lifted his hips in invitation hoping the teasing would come to an end. His stomach fluttered as he saw Elladan's grey orbs darken at the waton display. His body tingled with anticipation as he repeated the action. "Saes, Elladan, now"

The younger nodded and climbed back up. "Oil?" he inquired. Elladan didn't wish to cause his lover any pain and wanted to make this night the best for both of them.

Erestor shook his head, "Just be careful, melamin." he whispered. His eyes pleaded the other to hurry. "Saes, do it Elladan."

Elladan looked at Erestor carefully but finally nodded. He swore to himself that he would go slow and not harm Erestor. He pressed his fingers against the other's lips and had the other wet them and as he shifted slightly he postioned one finger at the opening. As he pressed the digit in he leaned up and pressed his lips to Erestor's muffling his pained cry as a second one joined the first. Elladan scissored them stretching the opening. Then he curled them searching for the sweet spot he knew was hidden in his lover. He knew he found it when Erestor broke the kiss and groaned his name as he writhed beneath the younger elf. "Amin," Elladan whispered again as he positioned the head of his member at Erestor's entrance.

"Lle," Erestor moaned as pain swept through his body as Elladan pushed past the tight ring of muscle. Erestor bit his lip to cry out again as he felt as if he was being torn apart. He closed his eyes tightly and forced himself to relax.

"Relax, melamin." Elladan cooed as he finally sheathed himself completely inside the tight passage. He began slow thrusts as he tried to keep himself controlled. Low moans escaping his lips as he felt Erestor thrust back. "Aiya Erestor, your so tight...You feel so good, meldir" he groaned as he began to move faster his own need for release drove him. He reached down and grasped Erestor's erection pumping it in time with his thrusts trying to bring the other to completion.

Erestor moaned as he thrust up into the other's hand feeling his climax spin around him as he spiraled down a whirlwind of pleasure and spilt his seed over Elladan's hand. His muscles clenching around the other's member. "Elladan..." he moaned as he felt the other reach his own climax inside him feeling Elladan's seed fill him. He moaned in displeasure when he felt the other pull out.

Elladan pulled Erestor's still trembling body into his arms and stroked his hair. "I love you Erestor." he whispered softly as kissed him gently yet passionately.

"I love you to Elladan," he murmured as he rested his head agaisnt the other's chest. They soon both fell asleep holding their surprise love tightly and neither will ever let go.

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Amin=mine
lle=yours
Amin mela lle=I love you
Saes=Please

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