Title: Tried, Failed and Why Author: Nightley Author's Email: nightley5@yahoo.co.uk or nicmaullin55@hotmail.com (yeah I’m greedy) Pairings: Elladan/Glorfindel/Elrohir, Elladan/Elrohir, Glorfindel/Lindir Rating: NC-17 Warnings: hot elf sex, twincest Summary: After lusting over Erestor the twins find they didn’t need anyone else after all, Glorfindel discovers he’s been lusting after the wrong elf and every one finds out why Erestor has stayed single for so long. Author’s Notes: OK it probably seems like a small plot to justify some down and dirty sex, but the end of this was written before the beginning, so take it how you want. Ok so I’ve used the name Wilwarin before, actually I’m still in the process of writing the other story using that name, can’t help it; I’m no good with elvish…damn… and I like Butterflies. Please forgive at the end, I reiterate; I’m hopeless at elvish and couldn’t come up with that many names, so I just went for slightly unusual names instead. (Pick the Star Wars name and you get… well nothing actually) Can I please have these elves, just for a little while?... no?!… sigh… enjoy. **** “Well I tried” Elladan threw himself down on the chair. “And I failed” “So even your legendary skills couldn’t melt the ice that is Erestor” Elrohir smirked at him. Elladan didn’t bother answer his twin. Glorfindel snorted softly from his place on the rug in front of the fire. All three of them had decided to try and bed the beautiful counsellor a few months ago. In the centuries living in Rivendell Erestor had never taken a single lover, much to the disappointment of many. With his long black hair and sparkling brown eyes, there was few who did not succumb to lust for the enigma that was Erestor. Although much admired and liked, no one seemed able to get the counsellor to let anyone in his heart, let alone his bed. Elrohir had tried first, relentless in pursuit for the end result, a night in passion with Erestor. He had been ruthless and almost blunt in his actions. Glorfindel had chosen to work around the counsellor, insinuating himself into Erestor’s daily working routine. Elladan had just given in after throwing himself into being the best student a tutor could ask for. Giving his time to the pursuit of knowledge, safe in the thought that Erestor could not resist one who held his own passions in high regard. Little did any of them know that Elrond had watched their actions in bemusement, although hoping one would be successful in gaining his friends heart. But he knew them to be doomed to failure when not one had addressed the fact the Erestor was not only a scholar but a warrior as well. Not one of them had pursued Erestor in his private time, so did not see the training Erestor still kept up to keep himself in shape and ready if need dictated his experience. Not one of them had thought to look into his past to see the elf that had stood beside Gil-galad for many centuries before turning to Elrond after his death at the Last Allegiance. Not one of then had bothered to get to know Erestor. Elrond was not ignorant of the desire for Erestor that seemed to swarm around the elf as he walked through Rivendell, helping with the paperwork, giving his time to assist in the kitchen or giving advice to love- lorn elflings. For someone with a lack of his own love life, Erestor could give some of the best advice. “Oh Elbereth, what I wouldn’t give to have that body with me in bed” Elladan finally sighed. “To touch that ivory skin, to see if it flushes in desire” “I want to kiss those red lips” Elrohir groaned, picturing Erestor’s full sensuous lips. “See if they taste as good as they look” “You boys don’t try hard enough” Glorfindel intervened watching the patterns of light from the fire dance across the ceiling. “Think of him complete. Think of how he would look writhing in passion, how dark his eyes would be with lust, how every single inch of him might taste” All three suddenly sighed, shifting around to find a comfortable position as they all grew very erect. “Think of how hot and tight he would be as you pounded him into the mattress” Elladan added rasping with desire. He wasn’t completely surprise when Glorfindel suddenly pulled him to the floor and kissed him. Nor was he surprise when he felt Elrohir spoon up behind him, rubbing his cock against his brother tight arse. Suppressed desire for Erestor came flooding out from all of them. Glorfindel plundered Elladan’s mouth, picturing the way in which Elrohir would be driving his brother wild. He grabbed Elladan hips and crushed them together, before reaching out behind and taking hold of Elrohir. All three lay panting softly as they rubbed against each other, driving for greater friction on their cocks. Glorfindel groaned as he felt Elladan’s cock rubbing against his repeatedly through their leggings. Elrohir groaned as he pushed himself closer to his brother arse. Although not wanting to lose proximity to each other, they broke apart none the less and quickly stripped themselves down. Each eyeing the other hungrily as naked flesh was exposed to sight. Although the other two had stood to disrobe, Elrohir had stayed on the floor wriggling out of his leggings. He looked up to see his brother pale, long cock pointing in his direction. Oh how he loved his brothers naked body. Especially if it was being pounded into his. Kicking his leggings away as he crawled the few feet, Elrohir engulfed his brother cock in his mouth in one move. Elladan groaned loudly as he felt the familiar warm heat of his twins’ mouth on his swollen member. How could he have wanted to bed another when his brother gave him all the love and sweet release he could need. Glorfindel softly and slowly stroked himself as he watch the sight before him. Mirror images in the beginnings of copulation, one kneeling on the floor while the other buried himself again and again in the others sweet mouth. He reached down with his other hand and caressed his sack, rolling it between his fingers. “Come here, Glory” Elladan whimpered as his brother swallowed around his cock. He removed himself gently from his brother, only to sink to his knees in front of him. “Come behind ‘Hir, and brother get on your hands and knees” Both elves quickly complied when they figured Elladan’s plan. Resting forward Elrohir again sucked down his brothers’ erection as he felt Glorfindel fall to his knees behind him. Paying careful attention so he wouldn’t accidentally hurt Elladan, Elrohir barely flinched when he felt Glorfindel spread his buttocks. Glorfindel watched as Elrohir rocked back and forth slightly, taking his brother deep into his mouth time and time again, unable for the moment to tear his eyes away, he gently massaged Elrohir’s anus with his thumb, feeling the puckered entrance tense and relax under the onslaught. Elladan watched in fascination as his brother squirmed between them, his long pale back stretching and twisting as he began to try and impale himself on Glorfindel’s thumb. He smiled wickedly at the blonde elf as he gave in to the gentle request and after wetting his index finger on his other hand, buried it deep inside Elrohir tight, hot velvet hole. He gasped loudly as Elrohir swallowed him harder then before as the digit slid in and out of his arse. Although he would love nothing more than to watch his brothers hole being stretched as Glorfindel added one and than another finger, he could hardly even keep his eyes open as he felt climax slowly building in his groin. Gripping his brothers’ head tight, but gently, he started to thrust quicker into his brothers’ mouth. Glorfindel spat on his free hand and slicked up his throbbing erection as much as possible, before catching Elladan’s eye. Understanding the silent communication from Glorfindel, Elladan pulled out of the warmth of his brothers’ mouth. He kept his hands buried in his brothers’ hair as Glorfindel mounted him. Elrohir watched as his brother let go of him with one hand to slowly stroke himself. Concentrating on the moisture dripping from the engorged cock in front of him, he slowly let himself relax around Glorfindel’s quick hard thrusts until pleasure started coursing through him. When the elf behind him shifted and struck his prostrate, Elrohir let out a keening wail. Elladan let go of his brother completely, still slowly stroking himself, but careful not to bring himself to completion. He wanted to spill his seed deep within his twin. He sprawled on the floor, watching Elrohir’s face twitch in pleasure as he was pounded into. Glorfindel knew he could hold back from the brutal pace he was setting, he closed his eyes and imaged just for a moment he was buried balls deep into a different elf. As he roughly shoved his cock back into the tight channel, Glorfindel was shocked to realise that it was not Erestor’s body he pictured before him. As he continued pounding furiously into the body knelt before him; listening to the keening cries as his cock jabbed at Elrohir’s prostrate, Glorfindel saw in his mind a slender body in front of him, with long white hair spilling towards the ground. “Lindir” Glorfindel groaned softly, as he thrust one last time into Elrohir, spilling his seed deep inside the twin. As he withdrew his sated flesh out of Elrohir, “Better finish yourselves off without me” he remarked blushing as he flopped on the chair Elladan had originally dropped into. His mischievous side resurfaced. “As long as you don’t mind me watching, that is” Elladan laughed softly, crawling around his brother; feeling Elrohir’s eyes on him. Elrohir smiled at Glorfindel as Elladan mounted him, sliding in effortlessly. “We don’t mind” He gasped as Elladan set a slower pace. Long, languid strokes that made him feel completely overwhelmed. ~ Why do we run from each other, ‘Hir ~ Elladan spoke into his twins mind. ~ When we should be running to each other ~ Elrohir finished, he grunted loudly at a slow but forceful thrust. ~ While Glory runs to Lindir ~ Elladan chuckled softly before sliding back into his brothers’ body. While feeling his brother tight channel grip around him he watched as Glorfindel studied them, wondering on the thoughts going through the older elf’s mind. “Copper for your thoughts” Elrohir gasped out, looking at the blonde elf. Glorfindel just shook his head and offered them a slight smile. He couldn’t take his eyes off them as they slowly drive each other mad. From his angle he could see Elladan’s cock sliding in and out of his brother. He could see Elrohir’s stretched hole accommodating his brother. If he didn’t feel completely done in by the force in which he had taken Elrohir, Glorfindel knew he could become erect again. Instead he was content to watch the twins pleasure each other. He had never stopped to wonder why this didn’t bother him, why two brothers sharing passion didn’t disgust him. He watched as Elladan pressed against Elrohir’s back, gently forcing him to stretch out upon the ground. Elladan rested against his brothers’ back, gently pressing against him, while still thrusting inside his brothers’ tight body. Now that they were in this position Elrohir found he had friction on his cock from the rug below him. ~ Thank you, my love ~ Elrohir thought brokenly as the build up of pleasure now doubled. ~ Always, my love ~ Elladan returned, pressing a tender kiss against his brother’s neck. ~ Am I? Always? ~ No reply was forthcoming as they both strived for completion. Elrohir gasped once and spilt himself between his body and the rug. Elladan felt the spasms of his brother clenching around his cock as he drove it once more into his brother body and split himself deep inside his twin. Sated and happy Elladan cuddled against his brother, burying his face into the long hair. ~ Always, my love, my Elrohir ~ ~ My Elladan~ **** Spring Picnic, 2 months later… Erestor sat cross-legged on the blanket; he and Melpomaen had briefly ceased their chat to indulge in some of the deserts available. Glorfindel and Lindir were sharing the blanket, and Erestor had to smile at the sweet picture they made. Glorfindel was laid out flat on his back as his young lover blanketed his body. They were paying attention to no one but each other as Lindir fed the older elf grapes. It had not surprised Erestor when the two of them had got together, after some gentle courting from Glorfindel. Neither had it surprised him when the twins stopped playing around and accepted what was in their hearts. Though it had shocked Elrond, he had quickly recovered. He looked up to see them talking quietly with Haldir and Legolas. Catching a look all four sent his way, Erestor hoped that the twins were not trying to rope more elves into the ‘let’s seduce Erestor’ game. He was quite happy as he was, though he had no inclination to explain to anyone why. As it was, he ignored the four elves and happily munched on the apple he’d selected. He looked down to catch Melpomaen’s eye. The slight smile his friend sent him showed that he wasn’t the only one to catch the looks being directed his way. Actually the equally dark-haired elf was the only one in Rivendell to know why Erestor took no lover, and he had to intention of breaking the promise of silence he had made his friend and mentor. “So will you let them down gently, or smash them to pieces” Melpomaen murmured so only Erestor would hear he words. Every single elf in the vicinity, even Glorfindel and Lindir, looked around as Erestor burst out laughing. Usually given only to sedate chuckling, Erestor’s laugh sound high and clear on the breeze. “You’re terrible, Mellon” Erestor replied once his laughter had dispelled. “What I would do…” Melpomaen watched curiously as Erestor’s word petered out. To the concern of everyone around him, Erestor’s eyes grew wide and it seems that he stopped breathing. Before anyone could ask what was wrong, he leapt to his feet and jumping over Glorfindel and Lindir raced off towards an arriving party. Everyone turned towards the small group of elves, watching as they smiled at the approaching Erestor. Elrond came up as Glorfindel, Lindir and Melpomaen got to their feet. The twins, Haldir and Legolas wondered over, curious as to the small smile on Melpomaen’s face. Ignoring the questioning looks around Melpomaen watched as Erestor reached the other elves. Although he stopped to greet them all, Erestor didn’t waste much time before enveloping a similar looking elf in a warm embrace. With long black hair and soft brown eyes, the female hugged Erestor back just as warmly, before placing a chaste kiss on his cheek. The rest of the party just smiled indulgently. “Ai, pen-neth, it is good to see you” An older elf with a stern face, but warm eye’s said as Erestor and the elleth released each other. Erestor smiled. “It is good to see you too, Ada” Erestor replied, giving his father a quick hug. His eye’s wondered hungrily over his much missed family. “It has been far too long” “Thousands of years too long” The elleth said slightly bitter. “Now Wilwarin, it wasn’t intentional, we can not judge the Valar for their plans” Erestor’s father gently berated the upset elf. As they had been walking as they were speaking the group now stood in front of the Rivendell elves, along with Haldir and Legolas. Correctly surmising that the group of dark haired elves were Erestor’s family, they felt both bemused and excited about getting to know more about their friend. Erestor smiled as he saw everyone waiting for him to make introductions. “My Lord” Erestor began addressing Elrond. “My dear friends, may I introduce my father; Aremis, my two aunts, my uncle, my cousin; Elspeth, Aurora, Malachite and Tycho respectively” Everyone nodded to each other, as Elrond and Erestor’s father exchanged more appropriate greetings for those befitting the lord of a realm and the leader of a band of elves. However two elves still had yet to be introduced, the elleth and an ellon. Glorfindel and Lindir stood holding hands, glancing occasionally at each other as they waited. The twins leaned on each other gently and Haldir and Legolas stood to the side watching their friends in their newfound bond. Melpomaen stood just behind Elrond as they waited for the formal greeting between Elrond and Aremis to be complete. “These two however…” Erestor finally started, smiling mischievously while standing in between them to place an arm around each one. “The one to my left is my younger brother; Evertir” Evertir nodded politely to the elves around him, slipping out from under Erestor’s arm after giving his brother a quick squeeze. Eye’s the same shade of Erestor’s flitted over the group, the same studying look that they knew Erestor for. Without his brother on one side Erestor now wrapped both around Wilwarin standing to his right. “And this is Wilwarin” Erestor smiled brightly, eyes lingering for a moment on Melpomaen. “My wife” ****THE END**** Further Note: The reason Glorfindel and Elrohir were explicit while Elladan and Elrohir were less, is because I wanted a difference between ‘friends’ and between ‘the twins’, between lust and love. If that makes sense.