Chapter 3

Leaning heavily on Haldir, Legolas made it as far as the halfway mark up the stairs before the aphrodisiac in his blood kicked in again. With a guttural moan, he sank to his knees, pulling Haldir down with his weight.

^Oh no! Oh no! OH NO!!!!^
||shut up!||
//Yeah, nobody gives a shit about your carpeting.//
*Frodo's lower lip trembles dangerously*
"Oh man, dude, you've made him cry!"
*Frodo desperately rubs at his eyes*
^I am NOT crying^
~yeah. Sure. Whatever. Anyting you say, dude.~
^My carpet... My poor carpet...^

Leaning heavily on Haldir, Legolas made it as far as the halfway mark up the stairs before the aphrodisiac in his blood kicked in again. With a guttural moan, he sank to his knees, pulling Haldir down with his weight. "Yea gods," he whispered. "Oh gods, Haldir, now," he pleaded, sinking his nails into Haldir's soft flesh in his distress. "I can't take it any longer. Haldir... Now... Please!"

Seeing his former lover now helpless with desire, Haldir felt his face break into a slow cruel smile. Keeping his eyes still locked on Legolas', he leaned forward to take both Legolas's arms. Legolas' eyes widened in a mixture of excitement and horror; the elf knew exactly what Haldir was going to do. Moving slowly and deliberately, he kissed first Legolas' right palm, then his left, and raised them upwards to pin the slighter elf's wrists to the stair above his head, effectively stretching Legolas out before him.

Legolas trembled. He could not remember a time he felt more exposed. He was as a doll, or maybe a helpless puppet, laid out, stretched out for Haldir to do whatever he liked with him. Stretched out for Haldir. Exposed and vulnerable before Haldir. Exposed and vulnerable before the one person who knew him more intimately than Aragorn did.

Strangely, the thought thrilled him.

Haldir ran a finger across Legolas' jawline. "Come, my pretty," he crooned. "Moan for me," he whispered, his voice low and breathy. "Let me hear your need."

"You already know my need," he replied wretchedly.

"Ah, but I would have you voice it. I swear to you I would tear those sounds from deep within your throat."


*at this point, fazy, Frodo and Lainie are surprised to hear a soft moan from behind them. They turn around to see the Twins in liplock. With each other. Frodo's jaw drops. Lainie clasps hands below chin and sighs happily.*
//hey, look. I guess they've been in slash mode the whole time, just that they were too modest to do it in front of anyone//
*Lainie is too happy to answer fazy*
//hey, are you listening? I said...// *fazy trails off as the Twins deepen their kiss. Her eyes widen and grow misty with delight as she stares shamelessly with her mouth hanging open.*
//Oh my...//
*a Twin (it's impossible to tell which one when they're wrapped around each other like that) happens to open one eye and see Lainie, fazy and Frodo staring with interest and hurriedly disentangles himself. Once they have, it is impossible to tell who it was who opened one eye earlier on.*
~Dude!~
"Dude!"
~Dude, you don't, like, DO that, dude!~
"Yeah! Ew! Dude, that is so totally gross"
||Well you were the ones who started in front of us||
"Dude, you weren't looking!"
~Dude, that is like, so wrong.~
||but you guys are hot!||
"Dude! You don't SAY things like that, dude!"
*Twins blush*
~Dude, just shut up, dude. Just watch them, okay? They're the ones giving us all a free show.~
*Fazy remembers Haldy and Leg on the stairs and settles back down to watch the other pair.*


Haldir ran a finger across Legolas' jawline. "Come, my pretty," he crooned. "Moan for me," he whispered, his voice low and breathy. "Let me hear your need."

"You already know my need," he replied wretchedly.

"Ah, but I would have you voice it. I swear to you I would tear those sounds from deep within your throat."

And Legolas shuddered. The very words themselves pushed him to unbelievable limits and he threw back his head and cried out his distress. "Please," he whimpered, desperately straining his hips upwards, blindly seeking contact, and groaned deeply when Haldir conceded to swivel his own hips against his. Soft, nimble fingers lifted Legolas' shirt to draw it above his head but desperately breaking free of his Haldir's grasp, Legolas grabbed at his shoulders.

"Leave it!" he wailed urgently. "Just take me, take me, oh gods, please! Have mercy, Haldir!"


"Oh!"
~SSSH!~
*Frodo, fazy and Lainie turn around, shocked, but before anyone can say anything else, the Twins get up and make a dash for the kitchen, slamming the door hard behind them. Frodo winces when a crash sounds from the kitchen.*
^And that'll be the tray of tarts I baked for tea,^ he says mournfully.
||there, there. It could have been worse. At least it wasn't anything breakable.||
*muffled sounds emerge form the kitchen. Lainie promptly plods over and settles down in front of the kitchen door.*
^It was a new recipe! I've never tried it before!^
//you can always try it again. I'll help.//
||Yeah, right. Help to eat it. Since when did you ever do any baking?||
^But I can't do it again! The Twins burned the recipe!^
||hey guys, there's a keyhole!||
//Your own fault for leaving candles where they can see them. You know they're lethal with candles. The last time they were let near one they nearly burned the whole house down.//
||I said, hey guys, there's a keyhole!||
//keyhole?//
||yupyup!||
*lainie bounces happily*
||Come on!//
//never mind, dear, I'll rather stick with haldy/leggy.//
||you sure bout that?||
//yup//
||oh well, it's your loss.||

And Legolas shuddered. The very words themselves pushed him to unbelievable limits and he threw back his head and cried out his distress. "Please," he whimpered, desperately straining his hips upwards, blindly seeking contact, and groaned deeply when Haldir conceded to swivel his own hips against his. Soft, nimble fingers lifted Legolas' shirt to draw it above his head but he grabbed at Haldir's shoulders.

"Leave it!" he wailed urgently. "Just take me, take me, oh gods, please! Have mercy, Haldir!"

Without another word, Haldir jerked down Legolas' trousers causing Legolas to gasp in relief as his erection slid free, and proceeded to tackle his own pair, but not before he bent his head and tasted Legolas' glistening shaft. At the feel of Haldir's tongue, hot and wet against his straining sex, Legolas buckled, and Haldir chuckled under his breath.

"Since when have you been so impatient, Legolas?" he smiled. "Alright my lovely cousin. I shan't keep you waiting any longer."

With that, Haldir rose to his knees and tenderly coaxed Legolas to turn over. Legolas did so gladly, and gasped when Haldir's strong fingers teased out his opening. He slid one finger into him and Legolas whimpered. "Hurry," he urged Haldir, craning his head around to catch sight of the Lorien elf. "Hurry!"

But Haldir was in no mood to hurry, leisurely exploring Legolas' with his digit. "If I remember....." he mused as he swivelled his finger within him. As he brushed a tender spot, Legolas gasped and spasmed with pleasure. "Ah, yes, there it is," Haldir crowed as he drew his finger lazily across his sensitive spot. Leaning down, Haldir kissed the arch of his back, and curling his finger, tickled him with the tip of his flesh. The shock was too much for Legolas. With a heartfelt cry, he emptied himself on the plush carpeting.


*Frodo stares in horror.*
^NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!^