Title: Hospitality pt. 4/?  
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, sap, humor, angst, dark, hinted twincest, naughty 
imagery.  
Pairings: Elr/Ell, Ell/Elr/Leg, implied Elrond/OC  
Rating: NC-17  
Summary: Legolas is visiting Imladris for his father…what he finds there 
in hospitality is quite unexpected!  
Notes: Hehe…I'm going to be evil and take a slightly different turn than 
expected, though if anyone was paying attention in the last chapter, they 
saw this coming! Enjoy and please review!!  
 
'thoughts'  
 
Humming softly as he walked down the halls of Imladris, Legolas headed 
for his destination at an almost leisurely pace. After his blow-up in the 
Council three days before, things had been both tense and touchy.  But 
Elrond was not the known diplomat that he was for lack of skill and now 
the Council had started speaking on plans of action. Talks were now 
focusing on the possibilities of sharing patrols with each land and in 
increasing the communication between all four of the Elven lands. So, 
while sheepish at his outburst of anger at the Council meeting three days 
prior, Legolas felt that indeed that had been what was needed.  
 
'Ada will be happy and proud…I hope.' Legolas thought with a slight 
smile as he came around the corner and headed into the library. With all of 
the talks of opening communications and sharing border patrols, he wasn't 
quite certain that the normally pompous and aloof King Thranduil would 
be so open to such changes. 'But he will have to…if we want to survive.' 
The prince thought sadly as he walked along the book lined shelves, 
looking for something to read in regards to the history of their peoples. 
Known for its vastness in stored knowledge, Imladris' library was a 
welcome sanctuary for those who sought knowledge.  
 
And also for other sanctuary, as Legolas found out to his surprise while he 
stared at what he saw before him. Elrond sat at his desk with a lapful of 
Elf, smiling softly up at the silver haired Elf as the one spoke softly to the 
Half Elf. They both chuckled softly, neither seeming to even notice 
Legolas as the prince watched them in growing confusion and shock. 
Elrond leaned his head up, whispering something into a pointed ear and 
the silver haired Elf laughed, throwing his head back as he laughed.  
 
Eyes widening impossibly more, Legolas stared as his best friend, 
Calenglîr, leaned in and whispered something to Elrond, earning a soft, 
husky chuckle from the Lord and a slowly moving hand up on a lean 
thigh. Calenglîr's face was playful, yet desire could be seen even from 
where the prince stood, staring.  
 
Cheeks reddening in embarrassment as Elrond and Calenglîr began to kiss 
softly, Legolas spun on his heel, his original intent gone from his mind. He 
nearly ran to his rooms, heart pounding in his embarrassment and 
confusion. 'Calenglîr and Lord Elrond?! Are they…' he stopped his train 
of thought, blushing even more at the inanity of it. 'Well that is a given. 
One doesn't just sit on someone's lap like that with such intent if they are 
friends!' he told himself sternly, but his cheeks were still burning. He took 
a steadying breath, and then leaned against his door, banging his head 
slightly on the wood. 'Well…I did tell him he could dally.' He thought 
wryly, then began to chuckle softly at everything that had happened.  
 
Shaking his head, he went over and grabbed the russet robe he'd come to 
wear when he needed to relax. And right then…he needed to badly. 
Swiftly, he went out the doors and headed for the springs, knowing a nice 
hot dip and some...other stuff...would help relax his frazzled nerves.  
 
~**~~**~  
 
A sigh left the Mirkwood prince's lips as he relaxed into the hot water. He 
closed his eyes, smiling softly as he felt his muscles slowly unwind from 
the scene he had witnessed and other muscles made themselves known. He 
rolled his eyes and sighed softly. 'And I said Calenglîr was a pervert.' He 
thought in amusement as he reached a hand up to grasp the stiff flesh that 
had come to his 'attention'. He hadn't meant to walk in on the two 
Elves…like he knew! But the sight had been strangely arousing and so his 
embarrassment wasn't just from walking in on such an intimate time.  
 
He let his head fall back languorously as he stroked himself slowly, 
spreading his legs for better grip. His eyes fluttered close as a breathy 
moan of pleasure left him, images of Elrond riding his friend or the other 
way around came unbidden to his mind's eye. He lost himself to the 
feeling, unsure if it was the images of his friend or Elrond that were 
causing him such desire.  
 
Almost imperceptibly, another hand suddenly joined his own as locks of 
hair caressed down the prince's chest, a warm chest barely touching his 
back as the Elf behind him leaned in to 'help' Legolas' problem. Legolas' 
soft gasp of pleasured surprise flew out followed by a moan as he let his 
head fall back even more. His darkening blue eyes gazed up into stormy 
gray and he moaned lightly again as he was stroked. His hand fell to the 
side of his thigh as he shifted up into the hand stroking him, breathy 
moans of pleasure escaping him as he gazed up at the one 'helping' him. 
"El…rohir…" He moaned out softly and the gray eyes crinkled in 
amusement tinged lust.  
 
"Looks like he is still coherent, gwanur-nin." Elladan's voice, deepened by 
desire, purred out from across the bath, earning a smile from Legolas as 
his head rolled up lazily to gaze at the Peredhel.  
 
"I'm losing my touch then, gwaniaur-nin." Elrohir purred out teasingly as 
he continued his stroking. "Perhaps you'd like to help me?" He asked 
innocently as he looked up at his twin.  
 
"Mmm…my pleasure." Elladan growled out softly before standing and 
coming over to the other two. He leaned his head in gracefully and took 
Legolas' lips in a soft kiss, plying the mouth with his own before 
delicately licking his way in. The prince's body shuddered at the pleasure 
of both his mouth and sex being stroked so attentively. With a soft moan, 
he arched and shuddered, his climax drowning him in pleasure before he 
fell back against the bath walls, sated.  
 
Looking up at the two, Legolas flushed in both embarrassment and sated 
pleasure. "Praytell what are you doing here?" He whispered, flushed.  
 
"Why…helping our dear Prince of Mirkwood with a very nagging 
problem!" Elladan replied cheerfully, licking his lips to get the taste of 
Legolas fully.  
 
Glancing away, Legolas stood from the bath and wrapped himself in his 
robe. "I did not ask for your help." He said softly as he turned away to 
walk away.  
 
"Nay, you didn't…but you also didn't complain much either." Elrohir's 
voice was rich with amusement and confusion as they watched the prince.  
 
Looking back over his shoulder, Legolas gazed at the two with an 
unreadable gaze. He looked down, then whispered a "Thank you" before 
leaving.  
 
The twins looked at each other in confusion and worry. "Did we do 
something wrong, gwanur?" Elrohir asked quietly as he washed off his 
hand of Legolas' release.  
 
"I think…that there is something else going on, muindor-nin. Come…let 
us see if he will talk to us." Elladan said firmly as he got out of the tub and 
wrapped his slender body in a large deep green towel. Elrohir followed 
suit and they both headed for Legolas' room, intent on finding out what 
had placed the prince into such a melancholy.  
 
~**~~**~  
 
Sitting on the divan that faced his windows, Legolas gazed steadily out 
into the golden day, watching the sun as it played with the wind among the 
leaves. His drying hair lay out behind him as he stared unseeingly at the 
beautiful scenery before him. His mind was anything but calm though as 
he thought on everything that had happened. He felt a sense of guilt rise 
up within him as he remembered the twins' eagerness to 'help' him. 'I 
should not have let it happen.' He thought sadly, then sighed as he looked 
down. He shifted and leaned his head back, gazing sightlessly up at the 
decorative ceiling.  
 
He glanced over as he heard his door open and gazed at the two who came 
in silently, closing the door behind them as they stood before the Prince. 
Legolas gazed at them with an unreadable expression. "What do you 
wish?" He asked softly, showing none of the turmoil or longing that was 
racing through him.  
 
"To be with you, ernil-taur-nin." Elrohir said softly, his gray eyes serious 
as they took in the lounging form before them. He felt a pang of want flow 
through him at the mere sight of decadence before them, but kept himself 
in check.  
 
"To help you…not just sexually." Elladan added just as softly, his own 
gray eyes mirroring his brother's. "Your heart is troubled."  
 
Looking away, Legolas bit down a wistful sigh. "You would be as me if 
you walked in on your best friend and the Lord of the house in a…rather 
intimate posture." He said softly, his cheeks tingeing pink in 
embarrassment.  
 
"Ah, so Ada did indeed follow through on his interests." Elladan said 
wisely as they came over. He smiled as Legolas looked up at him in 
surprise. "He came to us to be sure we wouldn't mind if he took a lover 
and if either of us was taking the young Calenglîr into 
our…ministrations."  
 
"Which we haven't." Elrohir said lightly as he sat down on the divan and 
gently pulled Legolas back against him as Elladan went to the other side 
and knelt on Legolas' other side. Elrohir nuzzled Legolas' ear, smiling as 
the blond prince sighed softly in pleasure. "We are saving ourselves for 
the prince of all princes." He purred out as Elladan ran a fingertip along 
Legolas' face tenderly.  
 
Looking up, Legolas smiled softly before his lips were taken in a sweet 
kiss. He gazed up at Elladan before looking down again and leaning into 
Elrohir. "Why me?"  
 
"Can you not sense it? There is more here than mere pleasure of the body 
or heart, ernîl-nin." Elladan whispered softly as he leaned his cheek 
against the golden locks as Elrohir slowly began pushing down the russet 
robe. "There is a bond, of like we have not felt with anyone but each 
other."  
 
"You complete us. There is no one else we would have by us. From the 
moment we saw your fire and sweetness…we knew." Elrohir purred out 
softly as he brushed his hand slowly down a pale arm, nuzzling the damp 
hair. He smiled as Legolas chuckled softly, turning his head slightly to 
smile at the Elf-knight.  
 
Sitting slowly in front of the Mirkwood prince, Elladan took hold of the 
slender hands and pressed light kisses all along them, smiling as Legolas 
moaned softly. He looked up into navy blue eyes that watched him with 
interest. "Let us be with you, Legolas…let us give you what you deserve." 
He whispered huskily as his brother wrapped strong arms tenderly around 
the Silvan Elf's chest.  
 
Closing his eyes as he leaned back securely into Elrohir's hold, Legolas 
relaxed as he nodded. "Aye…I think I would like a brief end to my 
darkness."  
 
"Your briefness will be much more, cund-min. We shall be sure of that." 
Elrohir purred out.  
 
"Al-calad car-i danna-Peredhil…an er-sui le." Elladan added lyrically, 
smiling as Legolas chuckled warmly again. "Haust-i?"  
 
"Haust-i." Both Elves replied, smiling in anticipation as they moved for 
the bed. A slow exploration of hands and eyes accompanied their mutual 
relocation as towels and robe were dropped to the ground. Legolas stopped 
them just before the bed, smiling gently at them as he gazed at them with 
hooded eyes.  
 
Twin pools of gray trailed over his body appreciatively as he sauntered up 
to them slowly, licking his lips as he came up to them. He stood before 
Elladan first and raised his hands up slowly. He cupped the Peredhel's 
cheeks, tenderly brushing his fingers over the cheekbones before moving 
the touches down. He unclasped the silver and emerald medallion, slowly 
caressing the skin it had covered briefly. He put it aside, then tenderly 
unbraided the raven hair that flowed around the muscular body, running 
his fingers through the ebony silk before leaning up to press his lips to the 
slightly opened lips.  
 
He pulled back before strong arms could pin him, smiling impishly as he 
moved to the next twin, repeating his actions with equal attention and 
tenderness. He didn't move back though as Elrohir wrapped his arms 
around the prince, holding him close. They smiled at each other and kissed 
tenderly as Elladan came over and pressed up to Legolas and began to 
remove the decorative braids from the golden silk.  
 
The eldest twin then watched his brother and Legolas kiss hungrily before 
placing an arm around the prince's waist, stopping the kiss. "Share some, 
brother…" He said with a smirk as the two panted softly and looked at 
him with desire darkened eyes.  
 
"Must I? You got to taste him already." Elrohir replied teasingly as he 
pouted.  
 
"Yes because I want some as well." Elladan purred out and grinned as 
Legolas laughed softly, sending a thrill through both males at the erotic 
sound.  
 
Gazing at them fondly, Legolas backed towards the bed as he laced his 
fingers with theirs. "Have you slept with each other?" He asked softly, 
curious.  
 
"With each other…no. With others with us…aye that we have." Elladan 
said with a smile as they followed the prince onto the bed, crawling after 
him as cats on the prowl.  
 
"We find other lovers…but occasionally we have the same…interest. 
Then, we share. Our love for each other is deep and boundless, but we 
only do such to share the same beauty that strikes our eye." Elrohir 
finished as the three lay together, Legolas between the twins. Each 
caressed the other softly, exploring as they spoke comfortably, legs 
entwined.  
 
"And so I strike your eyes now?" Legolas asked teasingly, smiling as he 
caressed their faces, leaning back into Elrohir as Elladan pressed close.  
 
"You strike our souls, mallenlass." Elladan whispered huskily, eyes deep 
with desire and longing as they locked with Legolas' dark blue. Eyes 
widening with surprise, the prince's mouth opened to reply, but was 
stopped by Elladan's mouth and tongue, instead releasing a loud moan 
deep into the hot recesses of his captor.  
 
Elrohir began caressing all over the fair prince as Elladan plundered the 
soft mouth for all it was worth. Legolas moaned softly, writhing between 
them as he clung to them both, eagerly lifting a leg at the gentle touch of 
Elrohir's exploring hand. His head fell back in a groan as a finger caressed 
his entrance and he looked down as Elladan slid down slowly. His lips 
were captured again instantly by Elrohir's as a finger pressed into him 
teasingly and he bucked. He groaned even louder as his member slid into 
something moist and hot and he knew in an instant that Elladan had 
decided to add more to his torment.  
 
The twins set about driving Legolas mad with desire, one suckling his 
hard member while the other took the prince's mouth in the same manner. 
They slowly switched places after a bit, keeping the fair haired Elf on the 
edge of bliss with chaste kisses and gentle caresses. Legolas all but 
trembled in his desire and need, nearly toppling Elladan as he pounced 
forward, taking the Peredhel's lips in a hungry kiss. He arched sharply as 
he felt a tongue press into him and rocked back, panting and whimpering 
in need as he rocked slowly onto that tongue.  
 
He looked down as his face was caressed into Elladan's stormy gaze. 
Elladan smirked up at him, and then offered a vial of oil. Eyes widening in 
comprehension at their master plan, Legolas gazed wordlessly at Elladan. 
A firm nod answered his silent question and the golden haired Elf oiled his 
fingers before pressing them firmly into Elladan, stretching him as swiftly 
as he himself was being prepared. Their groans and whispered pleas for 
more mingled in the heavy, sex laden air, until finally they were all ready. 
Elrohir coated Legolas' member as the prince returned the favor before 
moving in position between the eldest twin's legs.  
 
Carefully, Legolas lifted Elladan's legs up and placed them on his 
shoulders. He locked his gaze with Elladan's as he pressed in, panting 
softly as the eldest twin moaned continuously in pleasure. He didn't have 
long to adjust once inside, for Elrohir then pushed inside of the prince, 
merging all three together with a chorus of moans.  
 
They panted softly as they trembled at the pleasure, filled or filling 
perfectly. Elrohir leaned in and pressed against Legolas' back, suckling on 
an ear tip as he began thrusting steadily, encouraging the prince to move 
with him. Together, they drove into Elladan, who cried out in a rising 
volume as he writhed under them. They moved in a steadily increasing 
rate, pounding one into the other as they moved together towards release.  
 
Elladan was the first to fall over the edge of release, arching sharply as 
Legolas stroked his member in time to their thrusts. Shaken by the 
overwhelming pleasure, Legolas followed swiftly as well, moaning softly 
as his head fell back in bliss. He groaned as Elrohir thrust once more, 
spasming as he thrust again and filled the prince with his seed. The three 
warrior Elves collapsed together, panting in bliss as they held tightly to 
each other.  
 
Slowly, they parted carefully, and then curled up together, limbs and 
bodies entwined as they kissed lazily in sated bliss. Lying together, 
Legolas curled between the twins with a happy smile, contentedly laying 
his head on top of Elladan's chest, while Elrohir laid his head onto 
Legolas' shoulder. With soft happy sighs, they laced fingers and fell into 
reverie, no longer alone.  
 
 
TBC (don't worry…hehe)  
 
Translations:  
Gwanur-nin- my twin brother  
Gwaniaur-nin- my older brother  
Muindor-nin- my brother  
Ernil-taur-nin- my forest prince  
Cund-min- our prince  
Al-calad car-i danna-Peredhil…an er-sui le- Not light do the Half Elves 
fall…for one as you.  
Haust-i- the bed  
Mallen-lass- golden leaf