Title: All You Need Is Love
Author (including email): Celebrant Peredhil ( CelebornEstel@aol.com )
Pairing(s): Pairings: Elladan/Elrohir, Elladan/Elrohir/Elrond (And 
Elrond/Glorfindel though not very significant information, more so just 
background information.)
Rating: R/ NC17
Summary: A continuation I suppose you could say of 'Gone with the 
Elves' (not one of my best works and not required to understand it) but 
much more improved writing and my first try at actual sex scenes.
Feedback: Much wanted since it is my first actual try at sex scene. 
Disclaimer: Still don't own 'um. Simply as that.
Warning (only if necessary): Incest, if you don't like it, please don't read it. 
A bit detailed rape (no actual rape) in one part, some might find it 
disturbing, but it gives away the plot (somewhat, I suppose...?) 
Authors Note: Not much to say, but the moral and quote at the bottom 
inspired the title. Yes, I cannot think of titles. It is a flaw of mine that I'll 
admit. A sort of continuation of 'Gone with the Elves,' which was by far 
the worst thing I've ever written, but it's not required to be able to 
understand. This can be read alone. I'd appreciate feedback. For those of 
you that don't know, Elrohir means Elf-rider. (Suiting name isn't it?) 
Thanks. ^^ 



All You Need Is Love


    Elrohir lay aside his younger brother, both completely exhausted from 
the day's activities of hunting and messaging, listening to his frantic 
breathing. He began to worry if nightmares haunted him once more. Just 
as he was ready to wake Elladan's quivering form Elladan shrieked 
muscles tensing violently. 

    "Elrohir, make them go away! Please ... please, make them go away..."

    "What, Elladan, make what go away?" he asked allowing Elladan the 
warmth and safety of his arms. 

    "The Orcs," he whimpered into Elrohir's chest. "The ... the Orcs ... they 
... they... Elrohir, just make them go away."

    "There aren't any, my beloved. There are no Orcs. Be calm, my star."

    Elrond opened the door with worry written clearly on his face. His hair 
was tossed and he was clad only in a robe-His previous activities quite 
evident. "By the gods, Elrohir, Elladan, are you both unharmed? What 
happened?" 

    "A dream, Father, Elladan had a nightmare," he murmured cradling 
Elladan in his arms. Elrond touched Elladan's cheek lightly allowing the 
tears to fall freely before rubbing them away. 

    "Daddy? Elrohir?" Elladan asked, voice low. 

    "We're here," Elrohir whispered in his ear. "Tell us what happened in 
your dream."

    "I would, but..." Elladan shivered.

    "You must tell us," Elrond urged.

    "The Orcs... " his voice dropped in embarrassment, "ravished me. It hurt 
so unlike anything that you, Elrohir, have ever done."

    "It was only a dream," Elrohir assured him.

    "But it seemed so real...As if it has happened before. It happened this 
morning when you both were out. I was out as well messaging if you 
recall. I wish they'd go away..."

    "He has horrible dreams most every night," Elrohir sighed. 

    "Why do you not speak of them?" Elrond asked disturbed at his son's 
torment.

      Elladan looked down as he spoke. "I let them do it... They touched me, 
scratched me. I remember their delight at touching my groin and watching 
me squirm at it... Then I was milked, milked so hard it hurt as they sucked 
me as children to a mother though it hurt far worst. And last they..." he 
trailed off.

    Elrond held him now, placing soft kisses upon his brow. "Come now, 
tell us so you might feel better." 

    "They rode me, father, rode me until I bled and hurt so horribly I 
screamed," Elladan sobbed into Elrond's chest. "I feel as if I hurt even 
now. Elrohir has never hurt me so, he has always been so careful. It has 
hurt, yes, but never that badly... I suppose they had pity on me, for they 
released me from the ropes..."

    "Do you suppose it's from me hurting you a bit last night?" Elrohir 
asked.

    "Perhaps," Elladan sighed. "It is not that bad..."  

    "Remove your clothes, Elladan. And Elrohir, hold him so I may check 
him for wounds."

    Elrohir held him as Elrond ran his long, slender fingers over his body. 
Elrohir gasped and moaned at Elrond's soothing motion over his groin. 
"Father," he pleaded, "please don't stop. It feels so good... I've longed for 
that touch. Make me forget all that's happened. To have you would make 
up for it all."

    Elrond rested his hands upon Elladan's hips, "You are not mine to touch 
but Elrohir's. And I am not yours, I am Glorfindel's."

    "Give us both what we have wanted so long!" Elrohir pressed. "Take us, 
claim us, Father ... please?"

    Elrond looked down concentrating on massaging Elladan's arousal that 
he had stopped at remembering Elrohir would have told him if the injury 
was beyond his skill. Elladan moaned at every touch. 

    "You seem to like that," Glorfindel jeered walking inside the bedroom 
arms crossed. 

    "Glorfindel, I can explain. He was ravished by Orcs in a dream and I 
was merely comforting-"

    "There is no need for explanation, Elrond. It's fine, my love. Have your 
fun with them, they need the comfort. Besides, you're mine tomorrow 
evening."

    Elrohir grinned removing his clothes, "What makes you think he shall 
have the all the fun? After we finish I doubt he shall be able to walk 
straight for a week's time!"

    Glorfindel smiled back, "We shall see. Perhaps I'll come in and see how 
badly you've crippled him later."

    Elrond grimaced at his son's predatory glances back at him. Glorfindel 
watched in amusement as they stripped him and took him in their mouths 
greedily nipping, sucking, and rolling their tongues about.

    Elladan held him down while Elrohir tended to him. Elrohir ran his 
tongue along Elrond's scrotum as Elladan forced his legs apart giving 
Elrohir as much room as needed. 

    "Perhaps I shall stay, you torture him so well," Glorfindel laughed. "He 
deserves it."

    The Elven lord gasped as Elrohir took him in his mouth once more. 
"Well," Elrohir smiled devilishly taking the time to gloat releasing him 
from his torture, for a while at least. "I see you are enjoying this indeed, 
look Elladan, Glorfindel at how hard he is. You do want it, don't you, 
Father? I could always leave you so..."

    Elrond squirmed, "You may continue."

    "Are you sure? You seem so uncomfortable."

    "Continue!" Elrond ordered.

    Elrohir gave a small laugh, "Do not be so hasty or I may decide against 
it. Know who is lord in this situation. Stop being so proud and enjoy it. 
You're very desirable now," he commented.

    "Do continue," Elrond said trying desperately to hide the need in his 
voice. 

    "Beg for it," Elrohir teased breath warm on his groin. "Beg as though 
your very life depended on it. I give you a lesson in humility as well."

    Elladan smirked at his brother's cunning idea. "Do not be so conceited, 
Elrohir."

    "Oh, Elladan, whatever do you mean?"

    "He is so piteous at the moment, shivering in desire. It is most unjust 
to leave him so. He is indeed handsome now as well and the red of his 
cheeks is rather becoming wouldn't you say?" Elladan purred licking up 
Elrond's throat to make his eyes flutter. 

    "You're doing the same thing now and you blame me!" Elrohir chided. 

    "Continue-I crave it," Elrond pleaded. 

    "Life oft mocks your pride, and it is then that you learn humility. Turn 
over," Elrohir commanded. Elrond sighed doing as told. 

    Elladan grinned, "Look at his buttocks, they are attractively pale, are 
they not? They're as pale as the moon on a midsummer night, actually. I 
should think they look quite fetching when spanked. Do they Glorfindel?"

    "Indeed they do. Spank him, I want to see him winch beneath you both. 
He's so very feisty it's a treat to watch. Make the beautiful pale scarlet!" 
Elrond shrank back from Elrohir. 

    Elrohir slapped his rear with one swift movement leaving a stunning red 
hand mark upon it. As he raised his hand to do it once more Elladan 
grabbed it. 

    "No, don't. He does not like it! Do you not see how he shrank back?" 
Elladan ran a comforting hand over Elrond's body. 

    "I thought you said he would be unable to walk straight for a week's 
time," Glorfindel taunted. 

    "Oh, he will not," Elrohir commented, both twins giving knowing 
glances to each other. "You are much to gentle with him!" Elrohir 
complained watching his brother stroke up the long, erect shaft of their 
father. 

    "He is no longer to stiff-necked to beg for what he wants with his pride 
swollen and weeping," Elladan replied watching with interest as Elrond 
came into his now opened hands. Taking the milky silver fluid in his 
hands he spread it over his stiffer, or so Elrohir thought, arousal. 

    "Why do you not mount him?" Elrohir asked brow furrowed. 

    "He's my father ... it seems so wrong. He's not even my lover... It is 
most unnerving," Elladan answered cheeks becoming a light pink. Elrohir 
took a moment to rest his hands upon Elladan's hips as Elrond had done 
earlier and then to suck the milky white from his member.

    "Elladan rides well bareback," Elrohir teased. 
    
     Elrond lifted himself taking Elladan into his arms as Elrohir nuzzled 
into his neck. "Don't mind him," Elrond said licking at his ear running 
hands down Elladan's back and pulling him farther towards himself. 

    "It was only a bit of fun," Elrohir complained licking at Elrond's neck. 
Elrond lay Elladan down gently taking him into his mouth sucking as 
softly as a child. When he had finally reached his peak Elrond withdrew 
sweeping his nose into the soft hair around it. 

    Once again Elrohir gave Elladan a wickid glance that Elrond grimaced 
at. Elladan lay down beneath Elrond as Elrohir mounted him from behind 
moving roughly at first causing Elrond to cry out from a tinge of pain and 
Elladan to gasp from their shafts touching. As Elrohir continued just as 
roughly as before Elrohir bucked up against his father.

    "I'm to tired even to watch such a good show!" Glorfindel yawned. "I'm 
going to sleep. Goodnight."

    "Farewell, Glorfindel," Elrohir managed. 

    "Yes, goodnight, Glorfindel," Elladan said matching his brother's 
identical grin. Elrond didn't even bother with a good-bye, for he was 
already out the door shutting it behind him. Elrohir pushed in harder each 
time causing their members to touch at every jerk. Each lasted only a short 
time before crying out in unison, being already to their peak.  
    
    They collapsed on the bed, all spent and beyond exhausted, then, lay 
there for a few minutes listening to each other's breathing before Elrond 
spoke. "Elrohir, I see your name fits you well."

    "I have told him that many times before," Elladan laughed. "I suppose 
that tired him, he is already asleep!" He yawned snuggling up to his father 
who pulled Elrohir closer covering them with the blanket knocked half 
way off the bed. 

    "I suppose Elrohir was right."

    "How so?"
        
    "I will not be able to walk for a week," Elrond grumbled. 

    Elladan laughed softly and kissed him lightly on the lips, "Night, 
Father."

    "Sweet dreams, my heart is with you even in sleep."

    "That is a comfort to know," Elladan murmured before falling asleep in 
his father's arms on his chest with his brother, and lover, beside them 
sleeping soundly. Soon after, Elrond's breathing joined them, both arms 
around his sons.  



                                                   "All you need is love."
                                                         -Lennon/McCartney

                                                             -The End-