Part 3

Posted: October 2003
Author: Iamme and Alex

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Haldir waited as the dark haired twin caught up to him.

"I am glad I caught you. Haldir, I needed to speak with you."

Haldir looked over the twin before him, taking a minute to take in all the subtle differences. He had known even before the other was close that it was not Elladan.

" Ahhh...What would you like to speak with me about?"

Elrohir smiled, before tossing a hand full of white powder in to the March Warden's face.

"Elladan."

It was the last thing Haldir heard before he fell face forward and Elrohir caught him.

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When Haldir awoke, he tried to move and found he couldn't. His head hurt so terribly that he didn't even want to open his eyes. That and the fear of what he would see. He felt the cold air on his skin and knew he was naked and bound and that he was on his back on the ground.

Elrohir.

He remembered Elrohir following him and then nothing.

He finally forced his eyes open and closed them quickly as nausea threatened to overtake him.

Elrohir held his head up and gave him a sip of something that helped the nausea but it did nothing for his pounding head.

"Why are you doing this?" he finally managed to rasp out.

"He is mine. We are … one, from the same seed, with the same soul. You cannot have him."

Haldir tried to clear his head enough to think. "What are you talking about, Elrohir?"

Elrohir stood pacing around Haldir's tied form.

"I am talking about you, raping my brother. You have done something to him, Haldir. Something I have wanted to do for so long, but I was afraid. And now he wants you, he wants you like he wanted me. So now I am going to make you pay."

Haldir tried to follow the mad elf but his bonds prevented him. He felt helpless and he hated it. Shame ate at his conscience for what he had done and how Elladan must have felt. Yet, he found himself not able to accept this situation and he started tugging against the ropes that held him till a knife, his own knife, touched his throat.

"I will kill you, Haldir. They may exile me but I will have what I want, the only one I need. Lay still, l because you mean nothing to me, only he does."

"This is madness, Elrohir," Haldir hissed at his captor.

Elrohir leaned down and kissed him. The kiss was not what he expected. It was tender, hungry, needy even. He found himself wanting to reach up and touch Elrohir's face.

"I hate you…" Elrohir murmured to Haldir as he untied his legs and rolled him onto his side. Haldir's wrists hurt from being pulled so tight and his eyes were wide with fear. Elrohir held his legs with one hand while he unfastened his own leggings with the other.

"You are a snake. You can't have him," he said as he forced his hard cock into Haldir's tight opening, made tighter still by his fear. He rammed his way past any resistance that the tight ring of flesh gave. The blond closed his eyes and Elrohir slapped him.

"Look at me. What do you see? Do you see *his* face? Would you like it if he took you this way? Would you moan and cry out his name over and over?"

Haldir did moan, in pain instead of pleasure as Elrohir raped him. He tried not to think and not to feel but all he could think about was this creature above him wore Elladan's face. Every time he tried to close his eyes, Elrohir hit him and forced him to open them again.

Finally Elrohir came, crying out his brother's name over and over as Haldir sobbed the same name. The dark haired elf got up and retied Haldir's ankles to the stakes he had driven into the ground. He stood over him and looked at him.

"I see why he likes you. You're pretty." He reached down and grabbed Haldir's flaccid penis and squeezed. "I can see why he'd like it. I'll bet it's impressive when it's hard."

Haldir lay as still as he could, trying to not even breathe as Elrohir touched him here and there, hands touching gently what he had squeezed and pinched only seconds before. He wondered, had *he* hurt poor Elladan like this?

Elrohir disappeared for a while, a long while, leaving Haldir naked and helplessly staked to the ground. Haldir wondered if he were going to be left here to die now. Was that how Elrohir meant to be rid of him?

In a short while, the Peredhel returned naked and still wet from bathing somewhere. Haldir's eyes followed him as he went to his pack and removed a water flask. He squatted beside Haldir and lifted his head gently to allow him to drink his fill of the cool water. He let Haldir's head drop back on the hard ground.

Elrohir laid the flask aside and moved onto his knees so his cock was almost directly over Haldir's face. He stroked it back to hardness and forced it between the Lorien elf's lips and into his throat. Haldir almost gagged but finally he managed to suck Elrohir in a way that enabled him to get a breath in between the deep, hard thrusts. Elrohir pulled out just before he came and his semen spurted out all over Haldir's face. He rose to his feet and walked away, leaving Haldir splattered and unable to clean his face off.

Haldir had lost track of time. He didn't want to die out here like this. To his own shame, he began to cry and he cried like he had not since his mother and father had left Arda. His tears made little white trails down his face and he was surprised when someone, Elrohir, washed his face gently with cool water. He looked at Haldir almost as if he loved him. He ran his hands through the Lorien elf's filthy silver hair.

"How I want to do that to you again... How I want to do that to Elladan…"

He lay down beside his brother's lover.

Haldir choked back his own sobs as he watched the tears roll down Elrohir's face.

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