Title: Hospitality pt. 2/?  
Author: Deathangelgw  
Author email: deathangelgw@hotmail.com  
Disclaimer: Sadly, if they were mine damned if I would 
share!! But they aren't so POOP!  
Warnings: AU, slash hints, sap, humor, angst, dark, hinted 
twincest, naughty imagery.  
Pairings: Elr/Ell, Ell/Elr/Leg later.  
Rating: Still PG-13, but it gets naughty!  
Summary: same as chapter one  
Notes: Now we get to see how the twins TRULY seduce! (Yes, 
I want this to be sweet…not some pwp…gratuitous sex it is 
not…yet.) Enjoy and please review!!  
 
'thoughts'  
 
Hitching his quiver higher onto his shoulder and adjusting 
the strap, Legolas walked swiftly behind Glorfindel as the 
seneschal led him to the practice range. He sighed softly; 
tossing his blond hair from his face in irritation as the 
wind began playing with it, rolling his eyes as the Elda 
laughed softly at him, smiling. "Laugh it up…it isn't you 
the wind is playing with!" Legolas said, grinning in 
amusement as Glorfindel chuckled again.  
 
"Aye, that is true. But it likes you wood elves just fine." 
Glorfindel teased back as they finally came to the range. 
"Ah, here we go. Are you sure you don't want someone with 
you?" He asked amiably, smiling.  
 
"Nay. I need to get some frustrations out. Today's council 
was a farce. I see not why our dear host puts up with such 
meandering!" Legolas said in a burst of frustration, then 
sighed, shaking his head. "My apologies. I do not wish to 
criticize the other Elf Lords, but if this is why talks 
have been so slow, then no wonder Ada didn't want to come! 
He has less patience then I!"  
 
"And that would prove why he sent you instead of coming 
himself. You showed great wisdom and listening in the 
Council today, pen-neth. Do not judge them so harshly and 
have faith." Glorfindel said gently, smiling as he put a 
soothing hand on Legolas' shoulder in comfort.  
 
"Diole lle, mellon-nin. I will try to prove your words 
right." Legolas said softly, smiling up at the other blond 
before going out onto the plains so he could take some 
target practice. Glorfindel watched him go for a minute 
before sighing and heading back to the house to meet up 
with his lover. Legolas focused on the range, moving back 
far enough to be a challenge, then began firing his arrows 
in swift succession, not even blinking. He did this for 
several rounds, taking some time to gather his arrows back 
and refire them, releasing his pent-up frustration. 'Elrond 
warned me that it would be trying! I had no idea that they 
were such stubborn idiots!' he thought in disgust as he 
fired off another succession of arrows.  
 
He blinked suddenly as he heard applause behind him and 
looked over to see Elladan and Elrohir sauntering over to 
while applauding. "Incredible! You didn't miss a shot!" 
Elrohir said as he bounced over, grinning mischievously. 
Legolas found himself returning the grin before he knew it 
and relaxed.  
 
"Aye indeed, gwanur. But it seemed so intense. Could it be 
our prince is a bit stressed?" Elladan added slyly, 
grinning as Legolas cocked an eyebrow at him as they came 
over.  
 
"I know not what you mean, meldir. However, if you would 
like, I wouldn't mind having a shooting match with you. I'd 
like to see how fair the Imladrian Elves against we of the 
Mirkwood." Legolas replied flippantly, then grinned as the 
twins grinned widely.  
 
"Your challenge has been made and accepted! Prepare 
thyself!" Elrohir responded melodramatically, grinning as 
Legolas laughed and relaxed even more.  
 
The twins got their bows out and nocked, then all three 
decided on what to aim at. They each took turns firing, 
finding that they were all very evenly matched, which made 
for an excellent game. They challenged each other randomly, 
laughing or jesting as they relaxed and let their stresses 
out for the day. After a while, they packed up and took to 
walking the trees, talking amiably about many things: their 
lives growing up, their families, and their homes. All 
three seemed to come to a silent concession not to mention 
the Council and its troubles that day.  
 
They eventually made it back in time to get changed and 
ready for dinner and promised to meet up at the Fire Hall, 
where a grand dinner was going to be held. Legolas found 
himself actually even humming lightly as he returned to his 
rooms to get ready, donning a silver and green tunic that 
swept down over his hips, while underneath he wore a pair 
of green leggings. He rebraided his hair, adding in some 
clips from his mother to decorate the flaxen silk before 
going over and putting on his silver band to show his 
status. It was a braided band with tiny flecks of white 
gold mingling in it, while a single emerald leaf trimmed 
the center.  
 
Satisfied, he grabbed his boots and put them on before 
heading for the fire hall. He met up with Calenglîr on the 
way and they chatted as they walked towards the formal 
dining hall. Once there, Legolas found himself looking 
around the room, searching for the twins. He frowned 
slightly when he didn't see either of them, but then 
shrugged it off as he spoke to his best friend while they 
made their way to sit near Elrond.  
 
Elrond smiled softly at them both and nodded at them as 
they sat down. They both nodded back then began chatting 
amiably with the Peredhel Lord and his two advisors, 
Erestor and Glorfindel. Neither noticed the lithe movements 
of two Elves as they came in just before dinner started, 
nor the gray eyes of the twins as they silently watched 
Legolas throughout dinner.  
 
After dinner came a time of dance and music as Imladris 
showed their honored guests the true times of joy and 
peace. Many an Elf maiden asked Legolas to dance and the 
young prince found himself almost constantly dancing. He 
found though that he tired of the boring flirtatious 
chatter and, at the first sign of a break, snuck out onto 
the surrounding balcony.  
 
Sighing in relief, the Mirkwood prince leaned his head 
against the cool marble pillar he was near as he watched 
the stars. He smiled softly and closed his eyes as one of 
his favorite tunes floated out, surrounding him in its 
light airy tones and soothing him. He hummed softly along, 
mixing in the harmony his mother would always sing when 
this song played as he took in the peaceful surroundings. 
He heard the soft shift of feet and robes near him, but 
didn't move. Lavender and the soft scent of pine tickled 
his nose and he felt a gentle smile come unwittingly to his 
lips as he relaxed even more.  
 
"Elbereth painted a lovely sight this night. Don't you 
think so, lirimaer?" Elladan's voice was gentle as he and 
Elrohir came to stand next to Legolas, though they didn't 
come too close.  
 
"Aye. Her happiness shimmers down onto us like dust." 
Legolas whispered softly as he looked up at the sky filled 
with twinkling stars.  
 
"We saw you vanish…very wise of you, meldir." Elrohir said 
teasingly as he tilted his head to look at Legolas, who 
smiled back.  
 
"Maidens are sweet…until they go too far. Parties tend to 
bore me, though I must say that Lord Elrond does throw an 
excellent one." The fair prince replied as he nuzzled the 
warming marble. He closed his eyes and began humming again 
to the tune that surrounded them in soothing melodies and 
harmonies. He felt a warmth move closer to him, then heard 
a soft tenor join his, weaving a melody along with his 
softly. Soon after, a gentle baritone joined the twin 
songs, softly interweaving among their harmonies as they 
sang the song.  
 
With a soft sigh, Legolas broke the trance he seemed to 
have fallen into as the music ended and applause along with 
laughter floated out from the hall. He looked over and 
locked eyes with the twins, all reading the other to see 
what they would find with each other. Slowly, he held his 
hands out and they reached out as well. Their fingers met 
in-between, lacing together as they watched each other 
carefully. Slowly, the twins moved closer, bringing up the 
hands they held captured with their own to their chests as 
they drew to Legolas' side.  
 
Watching them silently, Legolas felt a soft smile cross his 
lips as they wrapped their other arms around his waist or 
back, holding him close. He leaned his head onto Elladan's 
chest, smiling even more as Elrohir laid his own head 
amidst the flaxen silk crowning Legolas' head. He felt a 
soft press upon his head and relaxed with a soft sigh, 
letting their presence soothe his mind of all the troubles 
that were out there, waiting to strike.  
 
After a few minutes, he pulled back slowly so he wouldn't 
startle them, then smiled endearingly at them before 
kissing their palms and releasing their hands. He winked at 
them as they both cocked identical eyebrows in query at 
him, then they both watched as he all but glided back into 
the hall and the party going on.  
 
"Gwanur…I do believe that he is playing with us." Elrohir 
said as he leaned into his brother, watching the lithe form 
of the Mirkwood prince return to the dance floor once 
again, this time with Arwen.  
 
"Aye, brother…I believe you are right. We shall have to 
play along, but on our terms." Elladan replied softly and 
they smirked up at each other in pleasure at the thought. 
Returning to the party, they continued to enjoy the night, 
but knew that things had only just begun for the Mirkwood 
prince.  
 
TBC  
 
Translation notes:  
Gwanur: brother (twin)  
Ada: Father  
Meldir: friend  
Mellon-nin: My friend  
Lirimaer: Beautiful one  
Diole lle: thank you