Title: Fairy’s Dreaming 8/?
Author: Blue Gold
Archive: http://www.midnightscribbles.envy.nu http://www.slash.midnightscribbes.com
Pairings: Erestor/OMCs, Erestor/Glorfindel, Erestor/Elrond
Summary: Erestor has quite a few secrets. The least of which his history. And some of which are about to land him in a lot of trouble.
Disclaimer: I *sniff* do not any of the characters in this story. They are owned by Tolkien/Jackson Warnings: AU, rape, interspecies
Elladan stared at his brother his arms full of sobbing chief advisor and Elrohir pointed to the hall of fire where the music had just ended, which meant the hall would be crawling with elves in seconds.
He carefully lead Erestor to their messy quarters. Elladan not releasing his hold on Erestor sat him down on their chaise and just held the elf as Elrohir left the room and returned a few moments later with tea as Erestor began to calm and started to pull away from Elladan,
“Would you like some tea?”
Erestor’s head snapped up as he looked at Elladan and Elrohir. “Oh…I…your…he’s in…”
“I told you those robes make you look like ada.”
“Its alright,” Elladan whispered ignoring his brother he pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to Erestor.
“Thank you I should…”
“Have some tea,” Elrohir said filling a cup, “and maybe a biscuit.”
Erestor obeyed silently sipping as the twins slipped him more biscuits noticing how he had lost weight in the last few weeks. Finally noticing what the twins were doing Erestor pushed his plate aside though he had missed dinner.
“I think I will go to bed.”
“But it is early. Why not play chess with me?”
“Then I will go to bed in ten minutes.” Elladan blinked and glanced at Elrohir and grinned.
“I do believe I was insulted,” He lowered his head just as Erestor raised his and an innocent peck became a brushing of the lips. Elladan pulled back surprised and almost instantly kissed Erestor again, ignoring Elrohir’s shouts, until he pulled away looking at the kiss swollen lips, his eyes still red rimmed from his tears, and that caused Elladan to pull back.
“It is fine.”
“No it is not, I don’t know what came over me. If I ever do such a thing again strike me,” Elladan said even as he shifted to hide his erection.
“Goodnight,” Erestor said slipping out.
“Night,” the twins called together.
“What in all of Mordor has gotten into you?” Elrohir yelled smacking his brother.
“Nothing,” Elladan replied with a grin leaving the chamber.
Elrohir pushed open the door to his father’s chamber, waking him with the creaking.
“Hello Ada,” he said as he climbed into the bed beside him.
“What are you…”
“Going to bed,” he said with a yawn.
“The screamer again?”
“Yes, and he isn’t stopping. I swear I thought he would pounce on me as his screamer recovered.” Elrond quirked an eyebrow.
“Go to bed,” Elrond said with a shake of his head.
Elladan sat up at the knock to his door. Not bothering to dress, not even sure he could find his clothes if he tried he pulled the door open. The sight that greeted him was ethereal. Erestor was standing there his night clothes leaving little to the imagination.
Elladan took one look at scantily clad elf and grinned pulling Erestor into his room and kissed him. Pulling away from the elf after a few moments he looked into the clear violet eyes.
“Do you wish to strike me?”
Erestor smiled and simply patted Elladan’s thigh.
Elladan grinned as he leaned down and kissed Erestor breathless. Wrapping his arms around the slender elf. Elladan kiss his way down the pale throat tugging at the soft fabric as he led Erestor to his bed barely allowing the elf a moment for air.
Laying back on the bed Erestor spread his legs in invitation to Elladan who quickly covered the distance between them with a smile.
“Why did you change your mind?” Elladan asked and Erestor smiled and placed a finger to Elladan’s lips and pressed his hips into the half elf’s groin circling slightly, his entire body shuddering at the moan that escaped from Elladan’s lips.
Devouring Erestor’s lips Elladan rocked into Erestor wondering at the way he was feeling would he even be able to claim the elf. Erestor’s squirming maddening him as he kissed his way down the other’s chest. Nibbling around Erestor’s navel he laughed as the pale hands shoved his head lower.
He took the hint swallowing Erestor’s erection. Erestor’s back arched wildly pulling at the sheets as his mouth opened in a silent scream as he came. Elladan jerked sitting up. Looking at the wet spot on his sheets he sighed.
Looking at his bed mate he poked the elf slightly. “Elladan, some of us are fully elven and need rest.”
Elladan laughed and wrapped his arms around his sometimes lover kissing the back of the elf’s neck. “I thought we half elves were supposed to be the weaker breed?”
“Clearly whoever thought up that farce never bedded one!”