A Question of Numbers 2/9
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sbyteTitle: A Question of Numbers
Author: Sbyte
Beta: keiliss
(All remaining mistakes are my own.)
E-mail: sbyte@emailaccount.com
Chapter 2/9
MPAA Rating: R
EOAS Rating: Orange (more than innuendo, but no explicit descriptions).
Summary: Erestor sees the twins in a whole new light.
Pairing: Elladan/Elrohir, Erestor
Disclaimer: This is all in fun, and definitely not my own. The elves and their world belong to J.R.R. Tolkien.
Warning(s): This is AU. Tolkien is no doubt spinning in his grave at the thought of his elves involved in a foursome.
Chapter Two
When Erestor was shown where he would sleep for the next several nights, he had been surprised. He realized that the twins shared a bed, but had assumed their chambers held two separate bedrooms. Such was not the case. Although the bedroom was rather large, he would be sleeping in the same room as Elladan and Elrohir. For a brief second it gave him pause. However he was far from a prude or shy. If it didn’t bother them, it didn’t bother him. After Glorfindel, he could sleep through anything.
Elladan helped Erestor move his clothes and personal items from his rooms. Since he was sharing space with Elladan and Elrohir, some garments had to be sacrificed. There simply was not enough space. While Erestor carried toiletries to his new rooms, Elladan gave himself the assignment of selecting which garments were to make the move. After gathering a few last minute personal items Erestor took one final look around. If sleep deprivation had not been a problem, this would have been a wonderful little place to call home.
After his things were moved, Erestor checked out the large bath in the twin’s bathing chamber. Seeing the gleam in Erestor’s eyes, Elladan chuckled and suggested he take a nice long soak. Erestor was all too eager to comply. He looked through the twins’ assortment of bath oils and soaps and made a selection. Then he drew a nice warm bath, sank down into the water and sighed. Life was good.
This had been Elrohir’s day to lead the training of young elves in the workout yard. He had not had a free moment, and was thankful the work day had ended. Upon entering their chambers, he headed straight for the bath. The bedroom door was closed which was unusual, but without thinking, he opened it. The sight that greeted him stopped him dead in his tracks. Erestor had just emerged from the bath. His hair was still damp, and all he wore was a towel that rode low on his hips. Apparently Erestor had not noticed him, so he quietly stepped back and ran into Elladan.
His brother smiled at the expression on Elrohir’s face. “Is something wrong, dear brother?”
Elrohir’s facial expression was one of both shock and awe. “Have you looked in there?”
“Why?”
Elrohir pointed to the door with a look of disbelief. “Erestor is in there.”
Elladan kept a straight face, and in a bland voice simply replied, “Yes.”
“He is only wearing a towel! What is Erestor doing in our bedroom all but naked?”
Still sounding like it was an everyday occurrence Elladan answered, “I would guess that he is getting ready for dinner.”
“Very funny. Why is he dressing in our room?”
Inwardly Elladan smiled. He knew of his brother’s long held fantasies of Erestor. “He will be sharing our quarters for a while.”
Elrohir’s eyes widened slightly. “He will? Why?”
This time, it was Elladan’s voice that contained a hint of shock and awe. “Whatever Glorfindel was doing last night wrecked the west end of Erestor’s room. You should have seen Glorfindel’s wall. Someone is walking around with a *bad* back ache.”
In a hushed voice Elrohir asked, “I have heard some fairly incredible stories. You mean there is some truth to them?”
“Oh yeah. There is no way that I would live next to that. The vacant room at the end of the hall is going to be converted into new quarters for Erestor. Till it is finished, he needs a place to stay.” With a cheeky grin, Elladan added, “I didn’t think you would mind.”
Elrohir blushed.
Elladan snickered. “That is what I thought.”
“You mean that he will be sleeping in the bed across the room?”
“Yes.”
Elrohir seemed to be digesting the information. After a moment’s hesitation, he voiced his concern. “As much as I love the thought of sharing a bedroom with Erestor, and I *really* do, this is not going to be easy. How long will we lie together in celibacy? It is going to take some time to convert an empty space into living quarters. What are we to do?”
Elladan understood his brother’s concerns and was quick to lay them to rest. “He does not expect us to remain celibate. If it does not bother us, he said it will not bother him. In fact, this could become interesting.”
Elrohir almost choked as he asked, “We will have sex with Erestor in the next bed?”
Elladan leaned in and whispered, “Your fantasy elf will lie naked in bed only feet away. He will hear your cries when I take you.” Elladan’s hand ran down Elrohir’s torso. “You have become hard just thinking about it.”
Elrohir gulped and his voice came out in a whisper. “He doesn’t wear anything to bed?”
“Not a stitch. I helped him move, and noted the lack of sleep pants. When I mentioned it, he just said that he did not need anything. He sleeps in the buff.”
“Oh!” Elrohir’s eyes were large, and his blush had intensified.
Elladan grinned. Elrohir was far from young or innocent. That his thoughts of Erestor could cause a blush said much. “One of your fantasies has come true.”
Elrohir shot back, “Like you haven’t fantasized about him.”
“My fantasies were about more than his nude body.”
Elrohir smirked. “Yes, I know.”
Elladan doubted that. “Do you really?”
Elrohir chuckled. “I got the hint three weeks ago, when you called out his name in your sleep as you came.”
“What?” Elladan had not expected for his brother to know his fantasies quite *that* well.
His eyes twinkled when Elrohir replied. “It seemed like it was a very good dream.”
After searching his memory, Elladan grinned. “It was.”
After dinner, the three roommates proceeded directly to their quarters. After Erestor thanked the twins for allowing him to sleep over, they settled in chairs around the fire. It had only just occurred to Elladan that they would have a visitor in a few days. Elrohir had evidently forgotten as well. He did not know Erestor well enough to anticipate his reaction, but it would certainly be interesting to watch Elrohir’s.
“Have you ever met the Prince of Mirkwood Erestor?”
“No, I’ve never met him.”
“We have been friends for centuries. He is scheduled to arrive in a couple of days. He is on vacation, and decided to spend it with us. I am anxious for you to meet him.”
Elrohir choked. He had forgotten all about Legolas. Keeping guards at bay was one thing, but he doubted if Erestor had ever come up against an elf such as Legolas. Perhaps they would be attracted to one another. They were two of the hottest elves in Middle Earth. The visual was enough to put a rather lascivious gleam in Elrohir’s eyes.
Elladan had watched his brother and was not disappointed in his reaction. Elrohir was a voyeur. He loved to watch. And right now, judging from the glint in his eyes, his brother was deep into the realm of fantasy.
Elrohir tried to look sincere, though he was grinning inside. He had thought of a way to ensure that Erestor and Legolas spent some private time together. “There will be a few times when we will not be available. During his stay we will not have long patrol duties, but there may be a few nights when we are not here. We would greatly appreciate it if you would keep him company.”
Elladan’s eyes widened slightly. With Legolas here, they would not be expected to join overnight patrols. Apparently, Elrohir had other ideas. Sometimes he forgot just how manipulative his brother could be.
Thinking that he had discovered a way to repay the twins for their kindness, Erestor was only too eager to agree. “I am sure he will be greatly disappointed that you will have to be away, but I will endeavor to help him pass the time.”
Elladan smiled. ‘He might not be as disappointed as you think.’
The twins retired to the bath a short time later. By the time they reemerged, Erestor had found the bed and appeared to be fast asleep. Elrohir stopped and looked his fill at a body he had dreamed of more times than he could count. Elladan finally smirked and pulled him to the bed.
After falling into bed, there was a bit of quiet speculation and a few chuckles amidst quite a bit of shushing. However lying next to a nude vision such as Elladan, it was just not possible to keep one’s thoughts on a conversation for long. Soon both elves were glancing at Erestor to assure themselves that he was indeed asleep. From across the room it was hard to be sure but he wasn’t moving and looked asleep. They then fell into a loving kiss, followed by the quietest passion that they had ever shared.
Erestor was amused. He wouldn’t do anything to alert them that he was awake. They would be more comfortable if they thought him to be a deep sleeper. When he finally did drift off, it wasn’t before chuckling to himself at the twin’s attempt at silent sex. Glorfindel had lived a long life and was fond of reminding him that with age comes wisdom. Perhaps that was true, but the old warrior could learn a lot from these two.
Elrond sent for his sons later the next day. He wanted to assure himself that the sleeping arrangement was going to work. Erestor would not complain, but his sons would tell him the truth. If they thought the younger elf was uncomfortable, they would let him know. He did not know how, but he would find other accommodations if needed.
He tried not to sound too hopeful as he asked, “How did it go last night? Is sharing your room with Erestor going to work out?”
Both twins smiled. It was obvious that their father wanted this to work. “It is working out fine.”
Elrond gave the twins a pointed look. He did not want them to mistake the reason that he had asked or what in particular he was referring to. “It did not make him uncomfortable to sleep in the same room as you?”
Elrohir answered, “He seemed comfortable enough. He slept well. That much is certain.”
Elladan smirked. He was not altogether certain that Erestor had slept as much as his brother believed. “You look worried Ada. Do you think we will corrupt your advisor?”
Elrond pursed his lips and looked pensive. “It isn’t you corrupting him that I worry about.”
Elladan raised an eyebrow. “Do you think he will be a bad influence on us?”
Instead of Elrond, Elrohir replied, “One can only hope.”
Elrond rolled his eyes, shook his head and wondered what the younger generation was coming to.
A week had gone by and the sleeping arrangement seemed to be working well. After that first night, the twins had little hesitation about continuing with life as usual. Erestor’s presence in their bedroom proved not to be awkward or uncomfortable in the slightest. Likewise, it had not been a problem for Erestor. The twins usually allowed time for him to drift off before retiring for the night. For Erestor’s part, he became adept at sleeping through the night’s more intimate moments. But as was bound to happen in such a close living arrangement, the day finally arrived when Erestor found the twins locked in a physical expression of mutual lust.
Although Erestor did not have to be at work until lunch, he wanted to make it to breakfast so rose earlier than was necessary. The twins were not in the bedroom and the door to the bathing chamber had been left open. With three sharing one bath, there had been times when bathing meant a long wait. Happily this apparently was not the case on this morning.
After a quick glance revealed that the room was indeed unoccupied, Erestor shut the door and closeted himself from the outside world. This was his time and he intended to enjoy it. He drew a bath and used some of the twins’ bath oil to provide a warm soothing aroma. With that done, he settled in and relaxed.
In the meantime, the twins were on the rug in the den. They had refrained from having good hard sex due to Erestor's presence, but this morning marked the point when all restraint vanished. Lust was riding them hard and their only thoughts were for each other. Erestor had been completely forgotten. Needless to say, that when they moved things to the bed neither noticed that the door to the bathing chamber was closed.
Erestor finished his bath, blissfully unaware of the present state of things just outside the door. His ignorance was short lived. Donning a towel, he opened the door just in time to witness a sexual position that he would never have guessed possible. He very quickly and quietly shut the door.
// Well now isn’t this awkward. There is no possible way to gracefully make my exit with *that* going on in the next room. I am well and truly stuck. //
It was quite apparent that the twins knew he was not in his bed, but whether they recalled that he had not exited the chambers he could not know. Either they had not realized or did not care that he was in the bath. He even briefly wondered if perhaps they enjoyed the added element of an audience. These were the thoughts that crossed Erestor’s mind before it suddenly occurred to him that he was not only stuck but trapped.
// They are going to migrate to the bath afterward and here I am. //
Erestor sighed before sliding down the door and sitting on the cold tile floor to wait the twins out. He studied the ceiling and all four walls, all the while trying to ignore the moans, sighs and cries emanating from just outside the door. He was doing his best to remain passive and disinterested but was having only limited success.
It was Elladan who first noted the closed door and marked its significance. Their lovemaking had never to his knowledge excited or aroused Erestor at night. He could not help but wonder just how much it would take and if this morning had brought about what several nights had not. His twin’s moans brought him out of that line of thought. Elrohir tensed as his climax neared. Elladan grasped his cock and pumped in counterpoint to his thrusts.
Feeling his own end was near, Elladan purred, “Come for me brother.” Elrohir cried out as he came hard. Elladan’s climax followed with the contractions of his brother’s orgasm.
This was about the time when Erestor lost the battle with his cock. It came to life with a vengeance and there was no outlet. He was not about to try and relieve the situation with the twins in the next room, not when they might enter at any moment. Instead he was reduced to begging the Valar to send the twins into reverie rather than the bath.
When Elladan had recovered his senses sufficiently, his thoughts turned to Erestor. Although they had taken Legolas into their bed, no other had ever appealed. Now there was Erestor and he intrigued them both. The question was what to do about it. He had a few ideas of his own, but his brother definitely had a say and he had yet to voice a desire to ask Erestor to join them. Fantasizing was one thing, but this might be more than he had in mind. Even if this was something Elrohir wanted, he had no idea if the younger elf would be interested in such a relationship. The one thing that he could do was create an atmosphere that would prompt Erestor at least to consider the possibilities.
Elrohir did not know what his brother was thinking about, but he wanted a bath. Without a second’s pause, he rose and headed for the bathing chamber. Elladan followed with a satisfied smile. Things were about to get interesting.
Erestor heard their approach and moaned. There was absolutely no dignified way for him to react to this situation. He crossed to the far side of the bath, buried his face in his hands and awaited the inevitable.
It was Elrohir who opened the door to find Erestor in a towel and with a hard on. He leaned back against the door jam and looked the younger elf up and down.
"Have you been here long?"
It was not often that Erestor was embarrassed, but right now he wished that the earth would swallow him whole. He cleared his throat before answering, "A while. I was bathing."
Elrohir responded, "I can see that."
Elrohir then looked down so that it appeared that he was addressing Erestor's cock. "Having fun?"
In a strained voice Erestor replied, "No, not really."
As Elrohir walked toward Erestor he asked, "Is there anything we can do to make it better for you? Anything at all?"
Elladan entered and paused. "You are embarrassing him."
"Are you embarrassed Erestor?"
Erestor nodded vigorously. "Oh yes."
"Don't be. What are friends for if not to help one another in times of ... need. This is after all our fault. Shall we help you, Erestor?"
Elladan had not said much as he was not entirely sure whether his brother was serious or just playing. He didn't want to interfere if Elrohir was taking this somewhere but he did not think Erestor deserved being toyed with.
With completely feigned composure Erestor replied, "In other circumstances I'm sure you could do a great deal." He looked down and smirked. "Right now though..."
Elladan knew that Erestor had no business getting into this kind of game, as it would be a mistake to assume that Elrohir was playing. "Don't let appearances deceive you Erestor. If Elrohir says he can help you, he means it."
"Oh"
Softly Elrohir spoke into Erestor's ear, "Oh."
It finally occurred to Erestor that the twins, Elrohir in particular, might not be jesting. "I was bathing. I didn't mean to..."
Elladan lifted a finger to Erestor's lips, stilling his mumbled apologies. "Hush. Do we look like we are upset? Of course not. The offer is there Erestor. Think on it." His finger then traveled down Erestor's body until it met the towel. As his finger hooked the towel's edge Elladan asked, "Now shall we take care of this for you?"
Only a whisper separated Elladan's lips from Erestor's. When it seemed as if they would kiss Erestor said, "I am not an afterthought, Elladan."
The twins’ features softened. It was time for them to back off. They stepped aside allowing Erestor to leave. Once gone though, they shared a smile. The young one had not shied away or asked them to stop. Instead he let it be known that he would not be treated with less respect than he deserved.
Legolas’ visit would prove to be infinitely more interesting than they had originally thought. There was no way on Arda that he would be able to resist the younger elf, and if anyone could tempt Erestor, it was the Prince of Mirkwood.
TBC...
Author: Sbyte
Beta: keiliss
(All remaining mistakes are my own.)
E-mail: sbyte@emailaccount.com
Chapter 2/9
MPAA Rating: R
EOAS Rating: Orange (more than innuendo, but no explicit descriptions).
Summary: Erestor sees the twins in a whole new light.
Pairing: Elladan/Elrohir, Erestor
Disclaimer: This is all in fun, and definitely not my own. The elves and their world belong to J.R.R. Tolkien.
Warning(s): This is AU. Tolkien is no doubt spinning in his grave at the thought of his elves involved in a foursome.
Chapter Two
When Erestor was shown where he would sleep for the next several nights, he had been surprised. He realized that the twins shared a bed, but had assumed their chambers held two separate bedrooms. Such was not the case. Although the bedroom was rather large, he would be sleeping in the same room as Elladan and Elrohir. For a brief second it gave him pause. However he was far from a prude or shy. If it didn’t bother them, it didn’t bother him. After Glorfindel, he could sleep through anything.
Elladan helped Erestor move his clothes and personal items from his rooms. Since he was sharing space with Elladan and Elrohir, some garments had to be sacrificed. There simply was not enough space. While Erestor carried toiletries to his new rooms, Elladan gave himself the assignment of selecting which garments were to make the move. After gathering a few last minute personal items Erestor took one final look around. If sleep deprivation had not been a problem, this would have been a wonderful little place to call home.
After his things were moved, Erestor checked out the large bath in the twin’s bathing chamber. Seeing the gleam in Erestor’s eyes, Elladan chuckled and suggested he take a nice long soak. Erestor was all too eager to comply. He looked through the twins’ assortment of bath oils and soaps and made a selection. Then he drew a nice warm bath, sank down into the water and sighed. Life was good.
This had been Elrohir’s day to lead the training of young elves in the workout yard. He had not had a free moment, and was thankful the work day had ended. Upon entering their chambers, he headed straight for the bath. The bedroom door was closed which was unusual, but without thinking, he opened it. The sight that greeted him stopped him dead in his tracks. Erestor had just emerged from the bath. His hair was still damp, and all he wore was a towel that rode low on his hips. Apparently Erestor had not noticed him, so he quietly stepped back and ran into Elladan.
His brother smiled at the expression on Elrohir’s face. “Is something wrong, dear brother?”
Elrohir’s facial expression was one of both shock and awe. “Have you looked in there?”
“Why?”
Elrohir pointed to the door with a look of disbelief. “Erestor is in there.”
Elladan kept a straight face, and in a bland voice simply replied, “Yes.”
“He is only wearing a towel! What is Erestor doing in our bedroom all but naked?”
Still sounding like it was an everyday occurrence Elladan answered, “I would guess that he is getting ready for dinner.”
“Very funny. Why is he dressing in our room?”
Inwardly Elladan smiled. He knew of his brother’s long held fantasies of Erestor. “He will be sharing our quarters for a while.”
Elrohir’s eyes widened slightly. “He will? Why?”
This time, it was Elladan’s voice that contained a hint of shock and awe. “Whatever Glorfindel was doing last night wrecked the west end of Erestor’s room. You should have seen Glorfindel’s wall. Someone is walking around with a *bad* back ache.”
In a hushed voice Elrohir asked, “I have heard some fairly incredible stories. You mean there is some truth to them?”
“Oh yeah. There is no way that I would live next to that. The vacant room at the end of the hall is going to be converted into new quarters for Erestor. Till it is finished, he needs a place to stay.” With a cheeky grin, Elladan added, “I didn’t think you would mind.”
Elrohir blushed.
Elladan snickered. “That is what I thought.”
“You mean that he will be sleeping in the bed across the room?”
“Yes.”
Elrohir seemed to be digesting the information. After a moment’s hesitation, he voiced his concern. “As much as I love the thought of sharing a bedroom with Erestor, and I *really* do, this is not going to be easy. How long will we lie together in celibacy? It is going to take some time to convert an empty space into living quarters. What are we to do?”
Elladan understood his brother’s concerns and was quick to lay them to rest. “He does not expect us to remain celibate. If it does not bother us, he said it will not bother him. In fact, this could become interesting.”
Elrohir almost choked as he asked, “We will have sex with Erestor in the next bed?”
Elladan leaned in and whispered, “Your fantasy elf will lie naked in bed only feet away. He will hear your cries when I take you.” Elladan’s hand ran down Elrohir’s torso. “You have become hard just thinking about it.”
Elrohir gulped and his voice came out in a whisper. “He doesn’t wear anything to bed?”
“Not a stitch. I helped him move, and noted the lack of sleep pants. When I mentioned it, he just said that he did not need anything. He sleeps in the buff.”
“Oh!” Elrohir’s eyes were large, and his blush had intensified.
Elladan grinned. Elrohir was far from young or innocent. That his thoughts of Erestor could cause a blush said much. “One of your fantasies has come true.”
Elrohir shot back, “Like you haven’t fantasized about him.”
“My fantasies were about more than his nude body.”
Elrohir smirked. “Yes, I know.”
Elladan doubted that. “Do you really?”
Elrohir chuckled. “I got the hint three weeks ago, when you called out his name in your sleep as you came.”
“What?” Elladan had not expected for his brother to know his fantasies quite *that* well.
His eyes twinkled when Elrohir replied. “It seemed like it was a very good dream.”
After searching his memory, Elladan grinned. “It was.”
After dinner, the three roommates proceeded directly to their quarters. After Erestor thanked the twins for allowing him to sleep over, they settled in chairs around the fire. It had only just occurred to Elladan that they would have a visitor in a few days. Elrohir had evidently forgotten as well. He did not know Erestor well enough to anticipate his reaction, but it would certainly be interesting to watch Elrohir’s.
“Have you ever met the Prince of Mirkwood Erestor?”
“No, I’ve never met him.”
“We have been friends for centuries. He is scheduled to arrive in a couple of days. He is on vacation, and decided to spend it with us. I am anxious for you to meet him.”
Elrohir choked. He had forgotten all about Legolas. Keeping guards at bay was one thing, but he doubted if Erestor had ever come up against an elf such as Legolas. Perhaps they would be attracted to one another. They were two of the hottest elves in Middle Earth. The visual was enough to put a rather lascivious gleam in Elrohir’s eyes.
Elladan had watched his brother and was not disappointed in his reaction. Elrohir was a voyeur. He loved to watch. And right now, judging from the glint in his eyes, his brother was deep into the realm of fantasy.
Elrohir tried to look sincere, though he was grinning inside. He had thought of a way to ensure that Erestor and Legolas spent some private time together. “There will be a few times when we will not be available. During his stay we will not have long patrol duties, but there may be a few nights when we are not here. We would greatly appreciate it if you would keep him company.”
Elladan’s eyes widened slightly. With Legolas here, they would not be expected to join overnight patrols. Apparently, Elrohir had other ideas. Sometimes he forgot just how manipulative his brother could be.
Thinking that he had discovered a way to repay the twins for their kindness, Erestor was only too eager to agree. “I am sure he will be greatly disappointed that you will have to be away, but I will endeavor to help him pass the time.”
Elladan smiled. ‘He might not be as disappointed as you think.’
The twins retired to the bath a short time later. By the time they reemerged, Erestor had found the bed and appeared to be fast asleep. Elrohir stopped and looked his fill at a body he had dreamed of more times than he could count. Elladan finally smirked and pulled him to the bed.
After falling into bed, there was a bit of quiet speculation and a few chuckles amidst quite a bit of shushing. However lying next to a nude vision such as Elladan, it was just not possible to keep one’s thoughts on a conversation for long. Soon both elves were glancing at Erestor to assure themselves that he was indeed asleep. From across the room it was hard to be sure but he wasn’t moving and looked asleep. They then fell into a loving kiss, followed by the quietest passion that they had ever shared.
Erestor was amused. He wouldn’t do anything to alert them that he was awake. They would be more comfortable if they thought him to be a deep sleeper. When he finally did drift off, it wasn’t before chuckling to himself at the twin’s attempt at silent sex. Glorfindel had lived a long life and was fond of reminding him that with age comes wisdom. Perhaps that was true, but the old warrior could learn a lot from these two.
Elrond sent for his sons later the next day. He wanted to assure himself that the sleeping arrangement was going to work. Erestor would not complain, but his sons would tell him the truth. If they thought the younger elf was uncomfortable, they would let him know. He did not know how, but he would find other accommodations if needed.
He tried not to sound too hopeful as he asked, “How did it go last night? Is sharing your room with Erestor going to work out?”
Both twins smiled. It was obvious that their father wanted this to work. “It is working out fine.”
Elrond gave the twins a pointed look. He did not want them to mistake the reason that he had asked or what in particular he was referring to. “It did not make him uncomfortable to sleep in the same room as you?”
Elrohir answered, “He seemed comfortable enough. He slept well. That much is certain.”
Elladan smirked. He was not altogether certain that Erestor had slept as much as his brother believed. “You look worried Ada. Do you think we will corrupt your advisor?”
Elrond pursed his lips and looked pensive. “It isn’t you corrupting him that I worry about.”
Elladan raised an eyebrow. “Do you think he will be a bad influence on us?”
Instead of Elrond, Elrohir replied, “One can only hope.”
Elrond rolled his eyes, shook his head and wondered what the younger generation was coming to.
A week had gone by and the sleeping arrangement seemed to be working well. After that first night, the twins had little hesitation about continuing with life as usual. Erestor’s presence in their bedroom proved not to be awkward or uncomfortable in the slightest. Likewise, it had not been a problem for Erestor. The twins usually allowed time for him to drift off before retiring for the night. For Erestor’s part, he became adept at sleeping through the night’s more intimate moments. But as was bound to happen in such a close living arrangement, the day finally arrived when Erestor found the twins locked in a physical expression of mutual lust.
Although Erestor did not have to be at work until lunch, he wanted to make it to breakfast so rose earlier than was necessary. The twins were not in the bedroom and the door to the bathing chamber had been left open. With three sharing one bath, there had been times when bathing meant a long wait. Happily this apparently was not the case on this morning.
After a quick glance revealed that the room was indeed unoccupied, Erestor shut the door and closeted himself from the outside world. This was his time and he intended to enjoy it. He drew a bath and used some of the twins’ bath oil to provide a warm soothing aroma. With that done, he settled in and relaxed.
In the meantime, the twins were on the rug in the den. They had refrained from having good hard sex due to Erestor's presence, but this morning marked the point when all restraint vanished. Lust was riding them hard and their only thoughts were for each other. Erestor had been completely forgotten. Needless to say, that when they moved things to the bed neither noticed that the door to the bathing chamber was closed.
Erestor finished his bath, blissfully unaware of the present state of things just outside the door. His ignorance was short lived. Donning a towel, he opened the door just in time to witness a sexual position that he would never have guessed possible. He very quickly and quietly shut the door.
// Well now isn’t this awkward. There is no possible way to gracefully make my exit with *that* going on in the next room. I am well and truly stuck. //
It was quite apparent that the twins knew he was not in his bed, but whether they recalled that he had not exited the chambers he could not know. Either they had not realized or did not care that he was in the bath. He even briefly wondered if perhaps they enjoyed the added element of an audience. These were the thoughts that crossed Erestor’s mind before it suddenly occurred to him that he was not only stuck but trapped.
// They are going to migrate to the bath afterward and here I am. //
Erestor sighed before sliding down the door and sitting on the cold tile floor to wait the twins out. He studied the ceiling and all four walls, all the while trying to ignore the moans, sighs and cries emanating from just outside the door. He was doing his best to remain passive and disinterested but was having only limited success.
It was Elladan who first noted the closed door and marked its significance. Their lovemaking had never to his knowledge excited or aroused Erestor at night. He could not help but wonder just how much it would take and if this morning had brought about what several nights had not. His twin’s moans brought him out of that line of thought. Elrohir tensed as his climax neared. Elladan grasped his cock and pumped in counterpoint to his thrusts.
Feeling his own end was near, Elladan purred, “Come for me brother.” Elrohir cried out as he came hard. Elladan’s climax followed with the contractions of his brother’s orgasm.
This was about the time when Erestor lost the battle with his cock. It came to life with a vengeance and there was no outlet. He was not about to try and relieve the situation with the twins in the next room, not when they might enter at any moment. Instead he was reduced to begging the Valar to send the twins into reverie rather than the bath.
When Elladan had recovered his senses sufficiently, his thoughts turned to Erestor. Although they had taken Legolas into their bed, no other had ever appealed. Now there was Erestor and he intrigued them both. The question was what to do about it. He had a few ideas of his own, but his brother definitely had a say and he had yet to voice a desire to ask Erestor to join them. Fantasizing was one thing, but this might be more than he had in mind. Even if this was something Elrohir wanted, he had no idea if the younger elf would be interested in such a relationship. The one thing that he could do was create an atmosphere that would prompt Erestor at least to consider the possibilities.
Elrohir did not know what his brother was thinking about, but he wanted a bath. Without a second’s pause, he rose and headed for the bathing chamber. Elladan followed with a satisfied smile. Things were about to get interesting.
Erestor heard their approach and moaned. There was absolutely no dignified way for him to react to this situation. He crossed to the far side of the bath, buried his face in his hands and awaited the inevitable.
It was Elrohir who opened the door to find Erestor in a towel and with a hard on. He leaned back against the door jam and looked the younger elf up and down.
"Have you been here long?"
It was not often that Erestor was embarrassed, but right now he wished that the earth would swallow him whole. He cleared his throat before answering, "A while. I was bathing."
Elrohir responded, "I can see that."
Elrohir then looked down so that it appeared that he was addressing Erestor's cock. "Having fun?"
In a strained voice Erestor replied, "No, not really."
As Elrohir walked toward Erestor he asked, "Is there anything we can do to make it better for you? Anything at all?"
Elladan entered and paused. "You are embarrassing him."
"Are you embarrassed Erestor?"
Erestor nodded vigorously. "Oh yes."
"Don't be. What are friends for if not to help one another in times of ... need. This is after all our fault. Shall we help you, Erestor?"
Elladan had not said much as he was not entirely sure whether his brother was serious or just playing. He didn't want to interfere if Elrohir was taking this somewhere but he did not think Erestor deserved being toyed with.
With completely feigned composure Erestor replied, "In other circumstances I'm sure you could do a great deal." He looked down and smirked. "Right now though..."
Elladan knew that Erestor had no business getting into this kind of game, as it would be a mistake to assume that Elrohir was playing. "Don't let appearances deceive you Erestor. If Elrohir says he can help you, he means it."
"Oh"
Softly Elrohir spoke into Erestor's ear, "Oh."
It finally occurred to Erestor that the twins, Elrohir in particular, might not be jesting. "I was bathing. I didn't mean to..."
Elladan lifted a finger to Erestor's lips, stilling his mumbled apologies. "Hush. Do we look like we are upset? Of course not. The offer is there Erestor. Think on it." His finger then traveled down Erestor's body until it met the towel. As his finger hooked the towel's edge Elladan asked, "Now shall we take care of this for you?"
Only a whisper separated Elladan's lips from Erestor's. When it seemed as if they would kiss Erestor said, "I am not an afterthought, Elladan."
The twins’ features softened. It was time for them to back off. They stepped aside allowing Erestor to leave. Once gone though, they shared a smile. The young one had not shied away or asked them to stop. Instead he let it be known that he would not be treated with less respect than he deserved.
Legolas’ visit would prove to be infinitely more interesting than they had originally thought. There was no way on Arda that he would be able to resist the younger elf, and if anyone could tempt Erestor, it was the Prince of Mirkwood.
TBC...
