Surprise Attack II

Surprise Attack II

Posted: December 21, 2007
Title: Surprise Attack II
Sequel to: Surprise Attack I
Author: Tena
Type: FCS
Characters: Elladan/Elrohir/Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They belong to Tolkien, not me. But I do love to play with them.
Author’s note: It is not necessary to read Surprise Attack 1, but it may make a little more sense if you do.

Italics and ** indicates mind speaking between the twins

Summary: Written for LittleBalrog’s Pounce Day. The twins sneak up on Erestor and Glorfindel again.

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500 years later

The door cracked open and stopped, then slowly opened more. Two identical sets of eyes peered inside, looking cautiously at the bed. Seeing no movement, they crept towards the oversized bed, holding hands with feral grins on their faces. The twins wore only light sleeping robes and nothing underneath. They stopped at the foot of the bed, staring with affection and desire at their “uncles”, tutors, friends and now their lovers.

The twins had been in Lothlorien and, against their grandparent’s wishes, left to return to Imladris. The winter snow had not been very heavy, and they travelled as quickly as they could to get home to the ones they loved. Their father admonished them for taking the chance of travelling in the snow, but he understood them wanting to get home. They ate, bathed and now stood at the foot of their bed.

**Dan, do you remember how we used to wake them up when we were just elflings?**

**Aye** he covered his mouth, feeling laughter bubbling up. **How did they always know we were there?**

Elladan kissed Elrohir softly on the lips. “Merry Yule, Roh.”

“Merry Yule, Dan.” They stepped apart and dropped their robes, Elladan going to Erestor’s side and Elrohir to Glorfindel’s.

Glorfindel and Erestor were facing each other, their arms wrapped around each other. The twins slipped into the bed, spooning behind their lovers. Glorfindel blinked and grinned when Erestor looked at him.

“It seems you have grown an extra set of arms, meleth,” Glorfindel chuckled.

Erestor smiled and bit his bottom lip. “Aye, they seem to be very strong arms,” he shifted his hips back, grinding into the thick shaft pressed against his arse. When Elladan groaned, Erestor laughed. “It seems there are two little imps in our bed. What shall we do with them?”

Glorfindel reached behind him, stroking Elrohir’s arse. “Hmmm…I think,” he hesitated as Elrohir kissed the nape of his neck and licked along his ear. “I think…,”

Erestor and Elladan shook with laughter as Fin’s eyes rolled back in his head and he was lost in Elrohir’s ministrations. Elladan hugged Erestor tighter. “I think you should welcome us home properly.”

Erestor turned to face the twin. “I think you are right.” He gripped Elladan’s hair and kissed him passionately.

Elladan grabbed Erestor’s arse, squeezing it, thrusting his hips. “I need you, Erestor.”

“Then have me, pen vain.”

Elrohir had not allowed Glorfindel to turn; instead he stroked the golden warrior’s hard shaft as they watched their lovers devour each other. Glorfindel arched his neck, groaning as Elrohir bit his shoulder. “Please, Rohir nin, please,” he panted.

Elrohir retrieved the oil from the table beside the bed, coated his fingers and pressed them into Glorfindel’s passage. Preparing his lover carefully but quickly, Elrohir sucked Fin’s neck leaving a deep purple mark of passion. He removed his fingers and pressed his shaft into his lover, both moaning deeply and contently.

Elladan had rolled atop of Erestor and entered him soundlessly. The dark advisor’s eyes were closed, his mouth open, his lips forming a perfect “O”. Elladan and Elrohir thrust simultaneously into their lovers, moans of passion and words of love filled the room. They were all nearing their peak when Elrohir whispered to Glorfindel, who reached and took Erestor weeping erection and began to stroke.

Together, the four lovers reached their peaks with their eyes locked on one another. They cried each other’s names, holding each other close, panting and shivering in the aftermath of their passion. The twins lovingly cleaned their lovers and changed places to each cold hold the other lover. Spent and exhausted they laid quiet, just cherishing the time together. Erestor chuckled and the other’s all looked at him.

“What is so amusing, Restor?” Elrohir nudged him.

“I was just remembering how the two of you used to sneak into our bed a very, very long time ago, and then you would pounce on us to wake us up.”

Glorfindel smiled brightly. “I like their idea of pouncing much better now,” he pulled Elladan tighter to him and kissed his brow.

Elrohir reached across Erestor hugging them all closer. “Merry Yule, my lovers.”

“Merry Yule,” they all responded. This is the way Elrond found them the next morning. He remembered how he and Celebrian watched them so many years ago. He closed his eyes, sending his fëa out, hoping he would be heard.

Celebrian stood on the shores of Valinor smiling. “Merry Yule to you, Elrond nin.”

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THE END

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