beta: goodbye_sun
AN: Elurin & Elured is plotting.
Oooh... well I can float here forever
In this room we cant touch the floor
In here we're all anaemic
In here - anaemic and sweet... so...
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And come in
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And lay down
Go get your knife, go get your knife
… And kiss me
-Deftones.
Part 5 - Come see inside my bones.
Time went by. The twins proved to be intelligent and good hearted, learning the language of Sindarin along with proper elven etiquette. The elves in Rivendell forgot about Ralak and Rong, and now only saw Master Elured and Elurin, their Lord's blood relatives, and treated them thus. For a while Elured and Elurin could tell themselves they were happy and content, that they were somehow rewarded for their losses.
The brothers watched Elrond and Celebrian grow from awkward friends, to Elrond wooing the beautiful elven female, to their wedding. Years later They watched in growing interest Celebrian grow heavy with child, which at the birth suddenly proved to be twins, two identical sons. Elured took upon him the task of teaching the children Quenya, and Elurin taught them all he knew about wielding horses. And when Celebrian had yet another child, Elured and Elurin thought that this was the best life had ever been. Rivendell was calm and safe, it was hard to imagine that their life had once been nothing but hunger and danger.
~*~
One fine autumn evening, as Elured was in the garden with Celebrian and the baby girl who they named Arwen, he suddenly felt a jab in the back of his head which brought him to his knees in pain. He could hear Celebrian scream. It was as if she were hidden behind a wall of cotton wool, but in his mind he clearly heard a whisper, /Ralak, son/. Tears fell from Elured's eyes, not from pain as Celebrian thought, but because he had missed his Father's voice. /Father/, he cried from happiness in his mind, /you live/.
Elured was faintly aware of gentle hands hoisting him to his feet. He did not hear his father's voice any more, and the headache lessened to the point where he could focus again. Looking up at Celebrian who looked pale and frightened. And other elves looking worried down at him. ”Are you alright master Elured?” an elf asked him.
”Yes, yes... ” Elured whispered, ”Just let me sit a moment, and I shall be fine.”
The elves looked at each other clearly not convinced. But let him be.
Elured was still weary and dizzy as he made his way to the house, but not from the episode, more from the knowledge that his Father was alive and had called for him. As much as he missed father, he would be saddened to leave this place. He had come to care for the elves here, Elrond, his wife, and not to mention the children. Elladan and Elrohir were hardly children any more, yet only years past their begetting. And little baby Arwen, Elured couldn't help but to feel a strong almost parental feeling towards the little wide eyed child. He would hate to stand against Glorfindel in any battle, and even more so, he knew Elurin would hate it even more, since he and Glorfindel had been sporadic partners for some years.
He made his way to Elurin's chambers, only to find his twin in a large chair, looking straight out into the air, clutching a strong drink. Elured closed the door softly behind him and walked into the room. ”Elurin?” he asked with a barely audible voice.
Elurin didn't even turn his face to watch him, he didn't move a single muscle. And out of old habit Elured who sensed his twins despair, slipped unto his lap, wrapping his arms around Elurin, resting his chin on the shoulder. ”Pray tell brother, what weighs on your mind?”
Elurin drew a shuddering breath, and Elured knew exactly what he meant. ”You heard Father too?”
Elurin nodded heartbroken. ”I love it here, brother. But I love Father more.” He raised his hand to take a sip of his drink. ”Do you think it is the end of... ”
”Hush,” Elured blew air into his brother's ear. ”Maybe Father just wanted to tell us that he did not perish.” He smiled against Elurin's skin. ”I know what you need,” he whispered seductively, biting Elurin's earlobe gently. ”For I need it too.”
Elurin's breath came out ragged and hot. ”In this realm it is forbidden,” he argued, but did not move.
”Is that why you sought out Glorfindel?” Elured whispered, ”Cause you could not come to me?”
”Yes,” Elured whispered, rapidly loosing his battle with reason against the hot whispers in his ear.
Elured stood up, leaving Elurin's lap, walking to the door, flipping the lock. And with the door locked he turned to his brother. ”For years before our arrival here, you were my brother, my friend and lover, will you deny me this now? When I need you close, when I need your mind to keep me sane?” Elured unclasped his robe, letting it fall to the floor in front of the door, taking another step before discarding his tunic.
Elurin looked at his brother, rendered speechless. It had been long since they had rekindled their special bond like this. ”No,” he said, ”I can never deny you anything, Brother.”
Having discarded all his clothes, Elured stood naked in front of Elurin, who sat in the chair watching him with growing interest. ”Then have me, and tell me your heart,” he whispered, leaning into Elurin's hands who instantly ran up the soft skin.
”I love you,” Elurin stated. ”Of all the others, I love you the most.”
”I love you as well.” Elured opened his eyes and looked down at his twin running his hand over his erection, which twitched in response to the sudden attention. ”Open your mouth and taste my love,” he whispered, moaning as Elurin took him in, letting him inside the velvet heat of his mouth.
A dull fire spread through Elured's limbs, and even if the feeling of his brothers mouth was deliriously sweet, he pulled away. Holding his hand out to his brother to rise from the chair, Elured kissed him deeply and wantonly as he did. He let his brother push them slowly towards the big four poster bed, dropping down onto the mattress as his legs met with the wood of the beds edge. Laying there, he watched his brother undress, running his hand idly up and down his own arousal. ”Will you tell me what burdens you, and let me erase it from your mind?” Elured whispered.
”Yes,” Elurin breathed. Crawling onto the bed he gently ordered, ”Turn around.”
Unlike Elurin, Elured had not taken a lover in their time in Rivendell, and so Elurin was carefully preparing him with fingers and his tongue, loving ever inch of his brothers skin. He did not stop before his brother's voice sang in pure lust. Spreading Elured's buttocks, he slowly pushed inside the relaxed entrance, sheathing himself inside his beloved brother, trying to recall when he had last felt this homely sensation. ”It has been so long,” he whispered hotly.
”It has,” Elured purred, pushing up against his lover and brother. Entwining his hands in the covers as Elurin started to move, little rotating moves that he knew too well would drive Elured crazy with need in no time. ”Glorfindel is what worries me,” Elurin moaned softly. ”I think he has found himself another lover.”
”Are you sure brother?” Elured breathed, pushing harder up against his brother, in a desperate attempt to make him stop teasing him and just thrust hard, to extinguish the fire he had started.
”I am, I have seen the way... ” Elurin moaned, finally stopping his rotating moves, and held still for a moment to will himself from the upcoming ecstasy, ”...he looks at Erestor.”
”He 'is' fair, brother,” Elured answered, waiting for his brother to move, but instead felt a hand that roughly entangled itself in his hair, forcing his head back. ”I would bring him to bed as well.”
”I am sure you would,” Elurin said softly, running a hand up and down his brothers back. They had done this for as long as Elurin remembered, if one of them was saddened or afraid, they would share their bodies, and talk about it, somehow this made everything seem dull, and their sorrow would pass. ”I hate him,” Elurin hissed, proving his point by tugging Elured's hair, hard.
”If you will it, he will die,” Elured whimpered. Reaching a hand down under his stomach to touch himself, ”I shall murder him for you, my love,” he moaned.
This was apparently what Elurin had been waiting for, and suddenly he plunged deep inside his brother, thrusting with all his might, nearly pushing Elured off the bed and quickly reducing his brother to a whimpering mess.
”Punish him for me brother, punish him,” Elurin moaned softly, feeling his brother tremble underneath him as he found his release.