Fan Fiction ❯ Tên Mûel Side Story: În Erui ❯ Part 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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Title: Tên Mûel Side Story: În Erui - His Alone
Authors: Makiko Igami (makikoigami@yahoo.de) & My-chan (My-chan@gmx.de)
Archive: http://www.yaoi.rulestheweb.com
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Library of Moria
Category: AU, RPG
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Elladan/Elrohir
Warnings: Angst, attempted rape, violence, *thinks* I thinks that's it for now. ^^;;
Spoilers: None
Summary: Set in the Tên Mûel-Universe, namely at about the chapters 21 and 22. Elladan and Elrohir are out "hunting", but all of a sudden Elladan becomes the prey.
Disclaimer: Well, can we say these are our characters? Probably not, although they don't look much like the twins from the Tolkien-books. ^^;;
Notes&Comments: Well... you don't necessarily have to have read Tên Mûel, but it may be a little helpful to know the background. ^^;; The story may be found at several archives, at least those that are listed here.
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It was a nice and warm evening and after wandering through Minas Tirith for a while without finding a potential prey - the Humans might have all hidden themselves for some reason - Elladan decided to return to his and his brother's chambers to change his clothing into something lighter. While taking off his long-sleeved shirt, the younger twin mused about where to go next. Then suddenly an image of a pretty and rather shy boy plopped up in his mind.

The boy had disappeared into what Elladan believed to be the weapon chamber of the castle when they arrived three days ago. So why not pay a visit to the little cutey? The green-eyed Elf grinned broadly while he slipped into a new shirt, made of a thinner fabric and with short sleeves, which was not as warm as the other one.

Elrohir didn't notice how his steps had led him into the garden to think after he parted with Elladan. But he was appreciating it. Of course he wanted to hunt, but he also wanted to think a bit and therefore he preferred the solitude of the green realm that was the heart of Minas Tirith. He sat there until his mind had settled on which person he would try out this time.

So he stood up, smoothed his hair, straightened his robes and put the most seductive grin onto his face as he made his way down to the maidens' quarters, and finally did what he had intended to do when he first saw what cute little maidens were in the staff of royal servants. With a feral expression he made his way downstairs.

Elladan left their rooms and strolled towards his aim unhurriedly, checking out a few hallways and other rooms he walked by, finding most of them empty and altogether nothing he hadn't known yet. Not very much later he finally stood in front of the door leading to the weapon chambers and grinned inwardly. This prey would surely beat anything Elrohir could possibly come up with. Elladan put his hands on the wooden door and pushed it open.

Inside the room it was darker than outside since there weren't any windows. But the Elf's eyes got used to the lack of light quickly as he stepped in and the door closed behind him. The walls of the quite large room were made of solid stone blocks and now colored in a mild orange with red shadows as they reflected the light from the torches that lit up the room. With growing interest, the dark-haired man stepped closer to one of the walls, gazing at the different types of Human weapons hanging there.

He only jerked slightly when he heard a sound behind him and tore his gaze away slowly, turning around to whomever was there in the room with him. Most likely it was just the boy he was actually looking for, and Elladan scolded himself for such a stupid behavior. There was no reason to be scared at all.

But after he turned around to face the stranger, the Elf found himself confronted with a quite handsome Human, yet not the one he had wanted to meet. On the other hand, that boy didn't seem to be around anymore, so why not take the chance or namely this man instead?

"Good evening, sir," Elladan said smoothly and slowly walked over to the tall man.

Aroth, the armorer's red-headed groom, looked up as he heard a gentle voice call him. He had come to the chamber to fetch a few swords so that they could get ground. Being the responsible soldier he was he was so focused on his mission that he didn't even notice that somebody else was in these rooms... and somebody this breathtaking.

He smiled as the ethereal one walked over to him. Now that he took a closer look he could see it was an Elf, but he couldn't quite determine whether it was a woman or a man. But truth to be told, just at the sight he didn't care much. Inside of his breeches his member twitched and he felt how blood rushed from everywhere down south and his smile became a little sweeter.

"Good evening," he answered back. "I am sorry, but this is a restricted area, only for the King and other authorized people."

"Oh? Is that so?" Elladan asked, a little surprised by the answer. "That must have changed since I've been here the last time," he mused while approaching the guy. "But I am sure; the King wouldn't mind me being in here..."

The dark-haired Elf's lips curled up in the most seductive grin a Human could ever imagine seeing as he stopped in front of the other man. Of course he wasn't oblivious to the other's reaction towards him and that strengthened his decision to make this boy tonight's prey.

"He lets me walk around here on my own after all." The grin stretched into a smirk and Elladan's eyes slowly left the handsome face, to wander over the well-build body to lower regions. Finally he raised his head again, and lifted his left hand, lazily stroking over the Human's arm while it moved upwards.

Aroth knew he was being checked out, but so did he with this beauty and he knew that he would make this one his, by force if necessary. He didn't realize that he was the prey but if he knew about it, he would change this pretty soon.

"He shouldn't do that. It is dangerous in here..." he said with a sultry voice, the muscles in his arms twitching where the Elf touched him. If he went any further with his touches he would guarantee for nothing.

"Really?" Elladan asked, shivering slightly at the tingles that the voice sent down his spine. "But I think I can take pretty good care of myself," he replied teasingly, moving his hand a little lower again.

The red-haired man nodded and then put his hand on the lithe shoulders that were only barely covered by something that reminded Aroth of a shirt, but it was much too small for the Elf, it would have rather fitted a child than an adult...

Slowly he pushed the other towards a polished old suit of armor with a halberd in its hand. While he did so, his hand crept from one shoulder to the other so that he was now pressing the Elf to his side.

"Take this for example... one false step," he said and demonstrated it by kicking against the suit's leg, "and you might loose your foot... or more."

Elladan eyed the armor, and how it crunched when the groom kicked it. First nothing happened, but then, slowly, the halberd started moving. For a normal Human eye, the movement might have been invisible, but the Elf could easily make it out. He waited though, until the halberd was about to fall.

When that happened and the full weight of the weapon pulled it down, Elladan's hand shot forward and caught it in mid-height.

"Or nothing at all..." he said, trying to hide the amusement in his voice, but he didn't really manage, and finally a low chuckle slipped from his lips. Oh how very dangerous it was in there.

Anger boiled up in Aroth. How could this... nothing of an Elf make fun of him?

His eyes narrowed as he looked at the laughing figure in his arms and he vowed to himself, that this one would have no reason to laugh anymore after he was done with him...

"Oh, you don't believe me?" he asked and leaned in a bit, while slowly pushing the other towards the wall behind the suit. "So... what were you doing in here then if you are so quick to avoid a halberd...? Did you want to steal a sword?"

Elladan blinked slightly irritated when the behavior of the Human suddenly changed and got more... aggressive. He hissed lowly when he felt himself bump against the wall and looked up into dark green pools. And it was then, when the younger one of the twins recognized the dangerous glimmer in the other man's eyes.

But he didn't give in to the strange feeling that spread through his body and just glared at the groom. "No," he growled. "Do I look like a thief? I was looking for a boy, but he's not here, obviously."

Aroth put his large hands to both sides if the Elf's head, trapping him between his body and the wall, his senses taut. "Oh no, you don't look like a thief..." slowly one hand rose to cup the silky cheek of the dark-haired Elf with his right hand, holding his other arm so that the one with the emerald green eyes could not evade the touch.

Shivering, Elladan clenched his fists. The hunter had become the prey.

He tried to move away from the touch, but the arm kept him pretty perfectly were he was, and thus he couldn't avoid the calloused fingertips brushing against his sensitive ear, sending stinging sensations through his whole body.

For a moment, the Elf pressed his jaws tightly together before he parted his lips again and raised his voice.

"Let go of me."

Aroth's face showed off some amusement over the Elf's resentment, but of course he ignored it. Instead he put his other hand onto the silky skin as well. With this thumbs he caressed sickeningly gently over the high cheekbones. "And what if I don't... and do this instead?" he said and pressed his lips forcefully to the Elf's, his tongue parting the soft rosebuds and plunged deeply into the sweet moist cavern.

Elladan's eyes widened when he suddenly felt the Human's lips on his, a rough tongue seeking entrance to his mouth and entered it just as violent. For a moment, the Elf was like frozen, but then his hands shot up and his fingers clutched the other's hair, while he rested his weight on the left leg. One moment later his right knee found its aim between the red haired boy's legs.

All air was pressed out of Aroth's lungs as the Elf's knee connected painfully with his swollen manhood. He screamed and let got of the silky skin and the sweet mouth, covering his jewels as his knees buckled and he fell down onto the ground.

"You little..." he spat out between several groans of pain.

Named Elf wiped the saliva of the Human away from his mouth with the back of his hand, before he stepped over the contorted body.

"Me little is somebody you shouldn't try to mess with, or you'll regret it!" Elladan spat out coldly. "Next time choose more wisely whom you pick on."

Then he turned his back to the boy on the floor and quickly made his way over to the exit. He wanted to leave this place, as fast as he could, and return to his own chambers, where it was quiet and safe. But he didn't take two steps as the door he approached opened and a tall and heavy built man stepped into the weapon chambers.

"Hey Aroth, what's ta-" The man stopped himself as he caught sight of his friend on the floor, obviously in a lot of pain and one moment later the figure that was just about to exit the room, most likely responsible for this pain.

Just when Elladan wanted to pass the new-arrival, a strong arm extended and held him back at his waist. One moment later he found himself in a tight embrace, his back being pressed against a broad chest.

"You won't go anywhere, sweety," a dark voice growled dangerously, and the green-eyed twin felt himself being dragged back towards Aroth.

"Are you alright, Aroth?"

The red-haired man scrambled to his feet, his groin still in more pain than anytime before. But he was a man and he wanted this Elf. Badly. And he would have this creature no matter if it was a man or a woman and he would have it, even if he had to take it by force.

"Yeah... I am," he ground out between his clenched teeth. "Don't let this little rat go, Bosie... There is something I owe this Elf."

It was then when Elladan overcame his initial surprise and started to struggle in the tall man's arms. With the only effect that two strong arms tightened even more around him and he lost the ground under his feet as he was lifted up.

Bosie's eyebrows shot up. "An Elf?" He tilted his and moved the figure in his arms a little to the side until he got a good look at his face, or rather at his ears. "That explains why he is so light." And as if he wanted to demonstrate his strength or Elladan's lack of weight he lifted him yet a little higher, bringing the sensitive ears closer to his mouth.

Elladan hissed as his skin came in contact with the hot breath of the big man. But then his attention was drawn back to Aroth, who not stood in front of him again.

"Touch me again... and you will regret it, deeply..." he growled lowly and glared at the groom.

Aroth smirked and grabbed the Elf's legs, nodding to Bosie. "I want to see what you can do against my belt."

Together the two men carried Elladan to a small room, where they tied him to a few hooks that were normally used for swords, to present them to customers after they were polished and ground. But they had the perfect angle to hold somebody up.

As they put up his arms, the red-haired man finally took notice that they had caught a male Elf. Good, it would hurt even more if he took him.

Aroth nodded to Bosie again. "You keep a look on the bounds. I'm... going to get my payback."

The big man grinned dirtily and nodded. He was sporting a hard-on himself and he would most likely get a ride on the pretty Elf as well once Aroth was finished. But first he wanted to just lean back and watch and take care that their prey didn't get away of course.

All the way towards and into the small room, Elladan had struggled with all his might to get free, but the bully man was just too strong for him. There was no way he could have freed himself from the steel like grip. Panic began to rise in him and he had long ago kicked his pride over board and cried out for help, but Bosie was quicker than he looked and had covered his mouth with his large hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The lack of air weakened the dark-haired Elf and the first thing he did when Bosie let go of him was yelping for air and taking a few deep breaths. As he then noticed that the two men tried to tie him to the wall he struggled again. He earned a hard punch in the stomach for that, which left him rather weak again.

Elladan knew that struggling like this wouldn't help at all. The men were stronger than him, and they were also two. The only chance he had was calling for help. But not with his voice, since he had a pretty good idea that nobody outside would hear his cries from inside this room. He could only call with his mind, try to reach another Elf, namely his brother.

The green-eyed twin closed his eyes and tried to relax where he was bound to the hooks, something seemingly more than just impossible. But somehow Elladan actually managed to zone the sounds those two made out and concentrated on creating a mental link to his lover.

'Elrohir!' The Elf reached out for his twin's soul, his spirit, tried to touch him.... but he couldn't find him. Elladan concentrated harder and called louder, this time definitely hearing panic swing in his own voice. 'Where are you?!'

To be continued...
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