Fan Fiction ❯ Tên Mûel Side Story: În Erui ❯ Part 3 ( Chapter 3 )

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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)
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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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Slowly Elrohir nodded and leaned down to kiss his twin's lips again, confirming that he would to his best not to hurt him. Moving a trace of kisses down one cheek, he let his left thumb caress the other, while his right hand tangled itself into dark silken hair.

When he reached his ear, he whispered softly, "I'll make sure nobody will ever hurt you again..."

Elladan shivered when he felt his brother's hot breath against his ear and tilted his head, slightly arching his body towards his twin's. The fingers of his right hand buried themselves in a brown silken mass as well, while his left hand was idly caressing Elrohir's back where it soon slipped under his clothes to roam over hot skin.

The pain in Elladan's body slowly subsided and the warm fuzzy feeling from his twin's kisses all over him spread through it, making him forget what happened.

Concentrating on a sweet assault on one elegantly pointed ear with his lips and tongue, Elrohir let his left hand slide lower. He caressed along his brother's side, caressed along smooth planes that felt somehow funny to him, different from what he knew his brother should feel like. So as he recalled what had just happened, he growled almost possessively and sucked somewhat harshly on the tip of his brother's ear.

"Ahh!" Elladan moaned loudly when his ear was sucked almost forcefully and grabbed a painful amount of hair with his surprisingly strong hand.

"Easy, Darlin," he husked and loosened his grip as he noticed what he was doing. "I'm yours... yours alone..."

Elrohir hadn't even felt the pain as he was much too busy with his plans for Elladan's body and making them true. He only noticed that he couldn't move when his hair was gripped tightly and was relieved when he was able to do so again. Thus he moved down from his twin's ear over his neck with another trace of kisses to his shoulder where he left a little bite-mark.

"Nin..."

Elladan sucked in his breath sharply when his brother left the first mark on him, but he wanted this. And thus he even encouraged Elrohir as he stroked over the soft hair under his fingers, moaning lowly at the ministration he was given.

There was just one thing unnerving him and that was Elrohir's clothing. Slender fingers slipped into loose pants, caressing the firm behind of the kneeling Elf while the other hand also moved lower towards the end of the shirt. Slowly the younger twin pulled his brother's robes up, revealing a well built and creamy back.

As Elrohir felt a soft breeze caressing his back, he sat up almost reluctantly and pulled his tunic over his head, tossing it somewhere beside the bed. He dived back down and attacked his brother's nipples with a wet assault of his tongue and teeth, lapping and nibbling. By doing that he tasted the blood and salt of Elladan's sweat and he growled deeply again.

Putting both hands on his brother's sides now, he kissed his way lower yet, over one flat stomach, caressing each wound with his mouth. At his belly-button he hesitated a bit though, pursing his lips and blowing softly over the sensitive skin before he bit and sucked a little below the small valley, leaving another mark there.

Elladan's moans soon got louder and huskier and at the point where his brother paid full attention to his sensitive belly the green-eyed Elf was writhing and shivering underneath him. The younger one's hands though hadn't returned to Elrohir's head after he had gotten rid of his shirt, since he was too afraid of hurting him with grabbing his hair too harshly again. Instead he was gripping the sheets, almost tearing them apart.

"Ahh!" The lying Elf cried out softly as another mark was applied to his body and he arched up into the probing mouth.

Elrohir lapped at the mark he had just applied before he moved lower, gently parting his twin's legs. The bit of the pants that was still in place was quickly removed with one quick tug. Moving lower the older twin settled between the younger one's legs, nuzzling at his pubic hair and rubbing his chin over the hardness hidden between dark little curls.

"Elladan... I love you..." he whispered into the soft skin and kissed the tip of the arousal.

"Ahhh!" Again the moan grew throatier and Elladan's hips bucked, slightly thrusting up towards that sweet mouth of his brother.

'I love you too, Meleth nin,' he answered mentally, since he didn't trust his mouth to form coherent words anymore.

Softly Elladan's hands moved to hold his brother's hips down, preventing him from bucking up too harshly as he licked from the tip to the base with the full area of his tongue, almost wrapping the slender manhood up with it. This was his and it was for him to taste and consume it. That he was sporting an equal erection underneath the soft fabric of his pants was ignored for the moment though.

Strong hands gripped already protesting sheets only tighter, their owner not caring about ripping them apart or not. His mind was too preoccupied with other things as his arousal was now licked and caressed by an experienced tongue. Gentle touches, but still passionate and devouring, steadily driving him over the edge...

"Ahh... Elrohir.... Stop...." Elladan grabbed a handful of dark hair to softly urge his brother away from his leaking erection.

But Elrohir was deaf on that ear. Instead of stopping he simply changed his tactic a bit and now nibbled softly at the base of his lover's erection, while his hands moved underneath that beautiful cock and fondled the balls under it. He rolled them against each other as he wished for Estel's stubble for the first time, so he could apply some friction to the tip of the leaking arousal.

Elladan bit his lower lip when his brother didn't stop his ministrations, but even seemed to double it. The green-eyed Elf didn't want to come yet, he wanted to feel his brother inside him, to share all these feelings with him, but it seemed that Elrohir was either not aware that he was so close to orgasm or he didn't care. Either way, Elladan disapproved, but he couldn't help it...

"Ahhh!" With another cry of pleasure falling from his lips, the younger twin gripped the sheets even tighter, noticing the low ripping sound only in the back of his head and tensed. Biting down on his lower lip he concentrated hard not to come yet and to hold back his release as long as he could.

Kissing his way upwards again, Elrohir finally moved to the moist tip and lapped some salty droplets away before he wrapped his lips around the head of his brother's proud arousal and sucked. Softly at first, but then a little more harshly as he twirled his tongue around the blunt tip and delved his tongue into the slit.

His brother tasted sweet to him not matter how salty his seed may taste, he would always prefer him to every candy in the world. And he was his... He smiled around the hard staff and then hummed lowly, expressing his love and happiness for his presence with a rather happy tune.

The younger twin shivered violently under the ministrations of Elrohir and his fists closed around torn pieces of cloth. But as he felt the vibration coming from the back of the brown-eyed Elf's throat, all his willing and wanting seemed like washed away and Elladan reared up into his brother's talented mouth and shouted his release into the hot cavern.

Spent and also exhausted, the green-eyed man sank back into the soft mattress. He was still panting and bathing in his aftermath, but slowly his senses returned to him and with them the realization of what had happened. His eyes watered and Elladan squeezed them shut, causing the new formed tears to stream down his cheeks, dropping from his ears and soaking the mass of his dark hair.

This was definitely not how he had wanted it. And instead to usual, this orgasm left him empty and cold. Elladan wrapped his arms around his upper body, hissing lowly at the pain as he brushed over his wounds and turned his head to the side. The hurt Elf wanted to curl up, but there was still his brother between his legs, so he just turned his head and upper body as far as he could, burying his face into the pillow.

Elrohir sensed that something was very wrong and not the way it was supposed to be. Elladan was not smiling or sighing happily. Instead he felt distress coming from his brother as he winced while he tried to wrap his arms around him, but was hindered by the wounds on his chest. So as he looked up he could see how his twin wanted to practically hide his face in the pillow.

"E-Ellani... What..." he tried to say as he crawled up, kissing away some tears. He had wanted to just let his fingers slip inside of his brother's tight heat so that he didn't even notice it, wanted to finally take him, reclaim him then, but now he had to change his tactic. "What... did I do wrong?"

When Elrohir left the spot between his legs, Elladan took the chance and turned his body to fully rest on his left side, drawing his knees closer as he curled up. The younger Elf kept his eyes closed, even as he felt his tears being kissed away. A shiver of cold ran through his battered body and his arms tightened around his upper body, accompanied by the clenching of jaws.

A few moments later swollen lips parted. "You didn't listen..." came the whispered reply. Another shiver shook the slender figure.

Tears threatened to well in Elrohir's chocolate-brown eyes. "You... you didn't like it... did you?" he said with a very small voice while his arms tried to wrap gently around his brother, but that would have hurt him just more. So he only curled up behind of him and laid his arms on his brother's.

Elladan welcomed his brother's arms around him, but was also glad for the little space between them. This way he could feel the warmth radiating from his body, but on the other hand the green-eyed twin wasn't sure if he was able to bear a too close proximity right now.

"I did... like it..." he replied silently, "But it wasn't what I wanted...."

"But... I thought... you did..." Elrohir mumbled, tilting his head forward a bit to nuzzle the long dark mane of hair they both shared with his nose. "I'm sorry I read your desires wrongly," he murmured and placed one quick kiss on his twin's bare shoulder. "Can I make up for it?"

For a moment, Elladan kept quiet, not sure how to answer. Finally he slightly shook his head. "No... I'm sorry.... not now..." Somehow it left him with a bad conscience since he knew that his brother was still hard inside his pants. "I'm sorry Elrohir.... forgive me..." he almost choked and another shiver ran through his body.

"I'm cold," Elladan whispered with a throaty voice and moved a little closer to the promising heat that was his brother.

"Alright," Elrohir simply said, his arousal almost forgotten now. He wrapped his arms closer around his green-eyed counterpart and pulled him closer as he intended to warm him up with his own body heat. No wish for release could be greater than his wish to make Elladan happy. Humming lowly a tune their mother had always sung for them when they were mere Elflings, not even able to fathom what bond they had, the brown-eyed twin put soft little kisses on top of the silky brown hair.

"It's alright," he cooed, trying to spend as much solace as he could.

The younger twin loosened his arms around his upper body and searched for Elrohir's hand to intertwine their fingers. Snuggling up to his brother he tried to get as much warmth as he could, but his front side was still uncovered and a soft and cool breeze from the open window made him shiver again.

Elladan relaxed completely in his twin's arms, trying to forget what had happened, but those burning eyes haunted him, no matter if he closed his eyes or kept them open.

"Elrohir," he whispered finally, "can you hear the call?"

The brown-eyed Elf stayed silent for a few moments, still humming as he listened out for that sweet voice that he always heard, but ignored most of the time.

"Yes... all the time... But I don't listen it. There is still so much to explore here... so much to find out... I don't want to listen to it," he murmured at last, stopping his humming moment. "Why... why do you ask now?" he asked almost warily.

The younger twin pressed himself closer to his brother, as if he was afraid that he would lose him if he loosened the contact.

"It's so loud," he whispered, "It's a yelling voice in my head... almost making me deaf to anything else." Elladan tightened his and Elrohir's arms around his upper body and suppressed another shiver.

Elrohir felt helpless, absolutely helpless as he had never felt before in his entire life. "Ellani..." he murmured and increased the pressure coming from their arms around the battered body of his twin. He didn't know what to do, so he did the only thing he knew he could do: offer comfort in his arms.

"Hush... I'm here with you... Try not to think about it... I want to help you..."

Elladan nodded weakly and stayed quiet for a few moments, but he couldn't take the silence. "Elloni... please continue our mother's song... the quiet is so horribly loud..."

Elrohir nodded and started over with the tune he was humming, until the words came back into his mind and he started to pronounce them softly. The sweet music hang in the air between them, somehow softened the atmosphere in their room and most of all, it kept the silence at bay. It may just have been a simple lullaby, the words without any important meaning, but it was a song of the heart.

Listening to the melody almost seemed to take Elladan's every fear away and he sighed contentedly in his brother's arms, trusting him to keep him safe. The eternal Elf listened to the song he had known all his life, but was yet every time so new as if he had never heard it before. But it wasn't only a song; it was Elrohir's heart whispering its love for him.

And slowly Elladan fell asleep. A relaxing sleep, fast and sound, and as long as two strong arms would hold him possessively and protectively he wouldn't wake up too soon.

Elrohir felt how his brother relaxed in his arms and fell asleep. For a moment ceased his singing so that he could go to sleep as well, but as Elladan tensed in his arms, he quickly faded back the song, still singing softly. His throat would be hoarse soon, but that would be a small amount of pain compared to what the sleeping Elf had gone through.

Besides he was rewarded with his younger brother sleeping fast and sound in his arms, even purring lowly in his sleep that was peaceful and spared from any nightmares or bad dreams. It was as if the incident from not even one hour ago hadn't happened at all. And for Elrohir a sore throat was just a tiny sacrifice for seeing his brother's face so relaxed and serene.

The End (To be continued in Tên Mûel Chapter 23)
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Okay... who didn't like that attempted lemon? I didn't, *wrinkles nose* Elladan didn't, Elrohir did neither... but who liked the cuddling afterwards? It kind of made me cry... o.o;