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Sweet Subjugation
Author: Vesta
Beta: Raven_Elfwitch and dark_comtessa
Email: [email protected]
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Legolas/other, Elladan/Elrohir, Elladan/Legolas/Elrohir
Warnings: Bondage, Knife Play, BDSM, TWINCEST!!!!
Request: Elladan and Elrohir are tired of waiting for the Mirkwood Elf to ask for their favours... so they claim him as their own. Some element of knifeplay with Legolas' own knives would be pretty, as well as some elegant bondage. Servitude is not okay... one night is enough!
Written For: Koulagirl
"Elrohir?"
Elrohir looked over his shoulder at his brother and smiled, leaning back against him as he felt Elladan�s arms go around his waist. He sighed happily as Elladan nuzzled his neck, laying his head back upon his shoulder, but keeping his eyes on the scene down below them.
Two Elves were down in the Pit, a place used to punish prisoners or those of the Realm who had broken a law. These two Elves though, were hard and wanting and obviously enjoying themselves.
"Is that Legolas?"
Elrohir simply nodded, his eyes dark with desire as he watched Legolas arch from the kiss of the flogger. He looked beautiful and caused Elrohir�s leggings to grow tight around his arousal.
"I had no idea that our dear Prince had a propensity for this type of play."
The younger twin gasped as Legolas cried out under the other Elf�s lashes, and without realizing it, rubbed back against his brother�s own growing arousal.
Elladan whispered in his ear, "Ah, you are liking what you see." He then slowly let his hand travel down further and released Elrohir from the confines of his leggings. Slowly he begin to stroke as the two watched the scene below them.
"Aye, I desire him brother." Elrohir gasped out. He bit his lip to hide his cry as he arched into Elladan�s hand, urging him with his small whimpers to move his hand faster. Elladan who could deny his beloved twin nothing, did as he was silently asked, stroking Elrohir while nibbling on his neck.
Down below the Elf had prepared Legolas and entered him, thrusting hard between the taught globes of the young Elf. Elrohir thrust into Elladan�s hand, his gasps coming in time with the cries of the Prince. Suddenly he stiffened and Elladan felt the hot seed that poured from his shaft, coating his fingers and falling to feed the snow covered ground.
As Elladan lifted his fingers to his mouth, to savor the sweet taste of his twin he whispered in his ear, "I will make him yours brother. I will make him ours." After a gentle and loving kiss, Elladan led Elrohir back to their rooms, and slowly made love to him all night long.
*one month later*
Elrohir came out of reverie with a cry, arching as he spilled himself down Elladan�s throat. He fell back onto the bed, gasping for breath. Finally his eyes opened and looked up into the twinkling eyes of his twin, who leaned down and kissed him deeply, wrenching a moan from deep within his throat.
Elladan pulled back, "Happy Begetting Day brother," he whispered softly.
Elrohir pulled him back into the kiss, flexing his hips to rub against Elladan causing him to moan in turn. "Happy Begetting Day." He said softly.
"Come, it is time for you to get out of bed. I have a surprise for you." Suddenly Elladan was up and moving, throwing clothing at Elrohir. "Come on, hurry up brother, we have a ride ahead of us."
"A ride? Why must we ride?" He glanced out the window. "Have you seen it outside? The snow is deep brother."
"No matter, we ride to get to your gift, and I can�t wait for you to see it." Elladan grinned and his excitement rubbed off on Elrohir who was suddenly up and dressing quickly.
A half hour later found them cloaked and mounted upon their twin horses, riding away from the Last Homely House. Elladan grinning like a cat caught with the cream, and Elrohir filled with anticipation.
The wind was brisk, the air cold but Elrohir could not help but gaze in wonder about him. A blizzard had blown in over night and now the sun shown with dazzling brightness on everything around them. The land was a pristine white, blanketing the world in silence. He felt his spirits lift and gazed over at Elladan who winked at him and leaned over to pull him into a kiss, making a promise to him.
He shivered in anticipation.
They continued to ride for another hour and suddenly Elladan called a halt. "We are here brother."
Elrohir looked around, "Where? I see nothing here."
Elladan simply grinned and dismounted. "Trust me beloved, we are here."
Elrohir who trusted his twin with his life, nodded and dismounted. He followed Elladan, suddenly gasping when he realized behind a bush was the entrance to an ice cave. What could Elladan�s gift to him have to do with an ice cave? What did Elladan have planned for him? He stopped and stared when they were fully within the chamber.
Naked, bound and gagged within the middle of the crystaline chamber was Legolas.
Elrohir walked around the bound Prince, his eyes missing nothing. Elladan had turned him into a living piece of artwork, the silver hithlain binding his body only enhancing the creaminess of his skin.
Walking around the Prince, Elrohir took in the rope gracing Legolas' body, the knots spaced to create diamond shaped patterns that dug into the prince's skin. From his waist going down, the hithlain was wound about him several times, creating a sort of erotic belt. It then was brought between the globes of his bottom and under, lightly binding the base of his arousal.
It then split off going down each leg, the knots in a star pattern and each of the knots forming the corner of the diamonds. His legs were forced wide, his ankles bound to twin daggers that had been shoved into the ice below.
Elrohir could not stop himself, running a finger lightly along the underside of the Prince�s arousal. Legolas moaned, trying to throw his hips forward.
The hithlain binding his torso, matched that on his legs, star knots forming the corners of diamonds that dug deeply into the pale skin. Each nipple was framed by a diamond, the rope then winding sensually up each arm. Arms that were held wide by the rope that was tied to hooks in the ceiling of ice above them.
Elrohir turned to Elladan, pulling his twin into his arms. He kissed him deeply and then softly murmured, "He is exquisite, my love. I so look forward to unwrapping him."
Elladan�s laugh echoed through the chamber, "I am sure you are, my beloved." He pulled Elrohir to him once more and kissed him deeply, Elrohir�s moan echoed by a moan coming from the Prince.
The twins turned to him, Elrohir pressing against his front and Elladan moving around to press against his back. Elrohir licked up one of Legolas� ears, gently nipping the tip and whispered, "I wish you could see yourself Legolas, I have never seen such beauty. When I saw you a month ago down in the Pit, I knew I had to have you." He nipped on Legolas� ear tip once again, eliciting a deep moan from the Wood Elf.
"I desire you." He hissed hotly in the leaf shaped ear.
"Mmmmm." Legolas tried to speak through his gag, his arousal hard and leaking.
"Then let us play."
Elladan grabbed a fistful of Elrohir�s hair, pulling him into a hot and demanding kiss over the Prince�s shoulder. Legolas whimpered as they both moaned so close to his ear. Elrohir rubbed his legging clad arousal against the Prince�s, teasing and promising more pleasure to come.
Legolas felt the hardness and arched with a soft cry, trying to rub harder and get relief for his aching arousal. Despite being in the ice cave, a thin layer of sweat formed on his skin, causing it to glow in the muted light.
Elrohir slowly started kissing down the Prince�s body, his tongue tracing the inticate knotwork of the hithlain. The sweet taste rolled over his tongue, an ambrosia that made his head spin, making him want more.
He listened to Legolas groan, smiling as he could only imagine what his brother was doing behind him. Elrohir could not worry about that now, as he was coming close to his destination. He gazed at the burgeoning arousal before his eyes and licked his lips. It was hard, purple with need and dripping. Leaning in he slowly licked the tip, rolling the seed gathered upon his tongue around in his mouth, savoring the flavor.
Legolas cried out behind his gag.
Elrohir slowly licked from base to tip, savoring the hot steel beneath velvet. He teased lower, taking one globe into his mouth and gently suckling and then moved to the other. His fingers dug into slender hips, though Legolas� movements were impeded.
Suddenly Legolas jerked with a sharp cry that was muffled by the cloth in his mouth. Elrohir grinned and pulled away for a moment. Looking up he smiled into sapphire eyes.
"He�s very talented is he not?"
Legolas simply moaned as his head fell back.
Elladan was behind him, and after slowly licking and nipping his way down the Prince�s back, he sharply bit onto a tight globe. He took his thumbs and spread the Prince before his eyes, exposing the tight pink opening. That was when Legolas had jerked. Elladan smiled as he slowly and teasingly thrust his tongue into the Prince, tasting and savoring his muskiness. Preparing him slowly for his brother.
Elrohir cupped Legolas� sacs as he once more licked him sensually from base to tip, glad Legolas could not move as the Prince cried out when he swallowed him. Slowly working down until his nose was tickled by the thin patch of hair at the base of his arousal. He savored him, using his tongue to tease the throbbing vein.
The younger twin could take it no longer. He had to have him and he had to have him now.
"I do not want to take him as he is bound. What can I use to cut his bonds brother?"
Elrohir quickly stood, his arousal still trapped painfully within his leggings. He looked around himself and saw Legolas� twin blades.
"This will work."
He picked up one of the blades and Elladan watched over the Prince�s shoulder as Elrohir made ready to cut the beautiful binding ropes from his prize. He slid the knife under the rope and made to cut, his eyes went wide and locked with Legolas� when he tried to thrust forward with a pained hiss. The Elf�s eyes were glazed over with pain filled lust. Elladan�s eyes met his, an eyebrow raised and the twins grinned at each other. Elrohir then looked down to the small scratch he had accidently made and watched mesmerized as it beaded with blood.
"It seems our lovely Prince here enjoys a bit of knife play." Elladan drawled sensually.
Elrohir leaned in closer to Legolas and slowly lifted the blade to his tongue and licked the small amount of blood on it.
"Aye, it seems he does." He looked deep into Legolas� eyes, "Do you desire this?"
Legolas nodded and groaned behind his gag. His head fell back and his eyes closed as he swallowed deeply. His head came up once more, blue eyes opening to plead with Elrohir.
"Let�s play then my beauty." Elrohir whispered.
He motioned to Elladan who grinned once more and picked up the other matching blade. Elrohir slowly stripped off his tunic and smiled when the Prince�s eyes roamed his body, opening wide at what he saw. He proudly wore the small scars that adorned him, attesting to his desire for the same kind of play.
"We will take care of you Legolas. You are safe within our hands." He whispered in the Prince�s ear. He bit the tip and Legolas cried out with pained pleasure.
"Do not move." He softly whispered into the leaf shaped ear. Legolas nodded.
Slowly and gently the dull side of the blade were traced over Legolas� skin, teasing him. Occasionally the tip of the blade would be brought into play, sliding sensually over his skin, leaving small welts that did not bleed behind. Legolas panted harshly as his arousal dripped onto the ice below him.
The twins, mirror images of each other, mirrored their moves. They applied a bit more pressure to the knives following the paths they used before, this time leaving gentle welts. Legolas started to moan constantly, breathing harshly through his nose.
Elrohir moved to his back and Elladan watched as Elrohir slowly started to cut into the welts, going no deeper into the skin. Small wounds opened up, blood welling gently before closing over once more. Legolas� muffled cries rang through the ice cave.
Elladan dropped to his knees before Legolas and took him deep within his throat, sucking hard upon the turgid member. He held tight to Legolas� hips and whenever the Prince tried to thrust or move against him, he squeezed his hips harshly to remind him not to move. They did not want to accidently bring harm to him.
Elrohir continued making soft gentle welts and crisscrossing them with very shallow cuts. He soon moved to Legolas� front, or rather to the side of him, and continued his play on the front, staying out of the way of Elladan�s bobbing head.
Legolas continued to struggle to breathe through his nose and Elrohir quickly removed his gag, wetting the Elf�s lips with his tongue. He looked deep into passion glazed eyes and almost spilled himself within his leggings.
"I want to be deep inside of you Legolas," He whispered in the Prince�s ear, "will you allow it?"
Legolas cried out in protest as Elladan pulled back from him.
"Aye, please. End this delicious torment and give me relief." He whispered pleadingly. Elrohir chuckled and started to move behind him once again. He stopped when Legolas spoke again.
"May I ask something of you both first?"
Both brothers stood side by side, their silver gazes upon Legolas. Elrohir gently stroked his face.
"What do you wish lovely one?"
"Mark me." The twins tilted their heads in question. "Mark me, so that I will ever bear a reminder of my time with you."
First Elrohir and then Elladan, kissed him deeply. "Are you sure?" Elrohir asked softly as he gently stroked his face.
"Aye, I am sure. Please, mark me."
Elrohir nodded. "It shall be so."
He unsheathed one of his daggers, preferring to use it to the larger blade so as to have better control, he lay it right above where Legolas� heart lay. His eyes met Legolas� once again, questioning him. Legolas nodded, his eyes filled with desire.
Elrohir applied enough pressure to first break the skin, then added more to cut a bit deeper. Deep enough so that when the wound healed, it would heal with a scar. He wielded the blade proficiently, marking the Elf Prince with a tengwar �E�. He leaned in towards the welling blood and licked, bringing his head up and kissing Legolas deeply, giving him back a bit of the blood he had lost in this. The Prince moaned deeply in his mouth.
Elrohir stepped back and offered the blade to Elladan. They kissed deeply, sharing the salty copper taste of the Prince before breaking away. Elladan raised an eyebrow, looking much like his father at the moment and met Legolas� eyes. "Please." The Elf whispered softly.
Elladan lay the blade atop where Elrohir had marked Legolas and applied pressure, puncturing more of the skin and cutting. Another tengwar �E� joined the first, the two letters intertwining. Legolas cried out as he bent down and repeated what Elrohir did, lapping at the blood and then kissing the Prince deeply, their tongues twining sensually.
Elladan continued his assault on Legolas, his hand gently stroking down his side, moving to his hard heat and started stroking. He captured each and every cry with his lips, savoring the taste of the Prince�s passion.
Legolas felt Elrohir move behind him, repeating what Elladan had done to him earlier. He tasted deep within him, and making him wish he could push back on that wicked tongue. He cried out, when he felt an oiled finger slide within him, immediately seeking out that special spot within that would make him see stars. He tried to free himself from his bonds with no luck.
He whimpered, begging softly when he felt the finger leave him and return with another. Elrohir slowly and teasingly stretched him, preparing him. When the fingers left him, he waited to feel them return with three, but he yelped in surprise as the blunt tip of Elrohir�s arousal touched him, and begin to push. He hissed in pleasured pain as he was breached, the Elf behind him not stopping until he was fully seated. Elrohir lay his head against Legolas� back, breathing harshly as he waited for Legolas to adjust to his girth. He was larger than most Elves, being Peredhel.
Not being able to move, Legolas pulled away from Elladan�s sensual kiss and cried out, "For Elbereth�s sake Elrohir. Move!" Elrohir grinned at his brother and slowly pulled out, then thrust back in.
Legolas screamed in ecstasy.
Elladan slowly licked down Legolas� torso, nipping gently with his teeth and sucking upon creamy welted skin. He took Legolas� arousal deep in his throat once more and Legolas felt caught between the two. He lay his head back on Elrohir�s shoulder, listening to the harsh pants of the Elf behind him. He turned his head and the twins lips met his, kissing him deeply and harshly. He finally had to pull away to catch his breath. He had never felt such sweet ecstasy as he did this day.
Suddenly he stiffened and would have arched if he could, spilling his seed down Elladan�s throat, moaning as he felt the Elf swallow. His clenching passage milked Elrohir, the young twin crying out as his hot seed filled Legolas, causing the Prince to moan. Elladan quickly stood, stroking himself hard and soon cried out, shooting his essence onto Legolas� belly.
Elrohir slowly pulled from him, Legolas groaning from the loss, and took the knife offered to him from Elladan. He reached up and cut the ropes binding the Prince to the roof of the cave. The twins caught him and gently lowered him to a blanket that Elladan had quickly laid out. With soft murmurs and kisses, they cleaned him up and then applied salve to his body lovingly.
Elladan moved about the cave, setting up a temporary camp and laying out furs he had brought out earlier. The three young Elves made love throughout the night, taking turns in bringing each other ecstasy before finally falling into reverie. Legolas happily slept between them, feeling safe wrapping in their arms.
The End
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