Title:  Melethen  (Chapter 19/?)
Author:  Meleth  (meleth.legolas@yahoo.com)
Type:  FPS
Cast or Paring:  Elrohir, Legolas and Elladan in this chapter. 
Rating:  R - NC-17
Disclaimer:  They aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish it.
Timeline:  Fourth Age. 
Warning:  AU.  Angst.  Adult language and situations.  At times, this story contains males 
involved in homoerotic acts, i.e. explicit sex. It may also contain twincest.  If this is not to your 
liking -- read NO further.  
Beta:  The one and only Aglarien.
A/N:  **Mind speak between the twins.**, *Emphasis*, (Thoughts)
For Verayelwe who wanted a Legolas sandwich.
Feedback:  Would be wonderful!    
Summary:  Legolas stops Elrohir from confronting Thaladirith and explains his reasons.  The 
reunion between the twins and Legolas is full of forgiveness and loving.

Chapter Nineteen

Legolas rushed past Elladan and tackled Elrohir before he got to the gardens.  “You can’t say 
anything to him!” he hissed frantically.   

Elrohir was trying to figure out how he ended up on the ground when he heard Legolas’ words.  
Elladan reached down to pull the prince off his brother and help Elrohir stand.

“I have sworn to him nothing is going on between us,” Legolas explained quickly.  “If you say 
something he will know I lied and that will place us in greater danger, Elrohir.  Can we please 
just go some place where we can talk and spend time together?  I have missed you both 
desperately.”

“Legolas is right, Roh.  A confrontation now will only cause a bigger problem,” Elladan 
reasoned.  “Let us go reunite and then we will discuss what to do about the captain.”

Elrohir was still angry, but saw the benefits of waiting to confront the elf who dared to treat 
Legolas in such a way.  “You are right brother.  Lead on, Legolas.  I would rather spend some 
quality time with you than kill that elf right now.”

“I have the perfect place,” Legolas replied, smiling.  “I used to go there when I was a child, and 
as far as I know, no one else knows the place.”

“Sounds perfect,” Elladan replied taking his beloved’s hand.  “We would follow you anywhere.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

After stopping by the kitchens and the stables, the trio started out to the promised private spot.  It 
turned out to be a large glade surrounded by trees and filled with tall grasses and pleasantly 
scented wild flowers.  It looked as though it hadn’t been disturbed in years.  Elladan thought it a 
perfect place for a reunion.  As Elrohir spread out the blanket, Legolas poured them all glasses of 
Dorwinion wine he had snatched from his father’s collection.

“A more perfect spot couldn’t have been found,” Elladan commented before sipping some wine.

“I thought you would enjoy the privacy and quiet location,” Legolas replied, smiling at Elladan.  
“I feel I should apologize again for speaking to you the way I did.”

“Nay, no apologies today, my Prince,” Elrohir replied before Elladan could.  “Today we celebrate 
our reunion.  We will save any talking and apologies for later.  Right now, I want to kiss you until 
you cannot stand on your own.”

Legolas welcomed the kiss and returned it eagerly.  Elrohir’s kisses always left him weak in the 
knees, and sure enough when it ended, he was clinging desperately to the elf knight.

Elladan joined them and immediately plundered Legolas’ mouth as Elrohir began to remove the 
clothing hiding the prince’s perfect body.

“We have longed for you, melethen,” Elrohir whispered huskily in Legolas’ ear causing him to 
moan deeply in his throat.  “You will be ours once again before we leave this glade.”

“That is all I long for,” Legolas replied breathlessly.  “To be loved by you both, together or 
separate, it does not matter.  I am on fire for your touches and love.”

“You don’t have to wait,” Elladan said removing his own clothing as Elrohir did the same.  
Legolas stared longingly at their muscled bodies, his desire rising as he waited for them to finish.

Making himself comfortable on the blanket he held his arms out for Elrohir and the elf knight 
joined him for a deep searing kiss as Elladan moved behind the prince.  “Would it please you to 
take Elrohir as I take you, melethen?”

Legolas groaned and ended the kiss turning to face Elladan.  “Nothing would please me more.”  
His voice was already heavy with need and the elf warrior covered the prince’s lips with his own.  
Once the kiss ended, Legolas turned to look at Elrohir as if asking permission.  The look on the 
elf knight’s face told him his answer.  Acceptance showed in his eyes and the smile he gave his 
lover in return.

Gentle oiled fingers prepared Legolas and he pushed against them as he, in turn, prepared Elrohir.  
To the elf warrior's surprise, having Elrohir there heightened his passion and his need for the 
prince.  Their shared moans filled the glade as the trees sang a glorious song for the trio.

“Enough, Elladan, take me now,” Legolas begged as he pushed against the elf warrior’s fingers.  
Having them both at the same time was something he thought would never happen.  Now that it 
was, his desire for the shared experience could not be contained.

Elladan removed his fingers and entered Legolas with a passionate moan.  “Gods, Legolas, you 
feel so good, so good.”

Legolas pushed back to meet Elladan’s thrust and moaned his lover’s name as he reached for 
Elrohir.  As the elf knight pressed himself against the prince, he was entered slowly, causing him 
to growl with need.  Legolas set the rhythm, filling one while pulling back to be filled by the 
other.

“Aye, Elrohir, melethen, you are so good.” Legolas whispered in his ear.

“Nay, Legolas, you fill me well, I was meant for you,” Elrohir answered.  The nearness of 
Elladan seemed to make this reunion all the more special.  Hearing his brother's moans and cries 
excited him in a way he never imagined.  This was something they would have to engage in more 
often.  The touches, no matter whose hand, were gentle but demanding, as their love making 
reached a new level of eroticism.  Elladan's hand eventually held Elrohir's hip as he thrust into 
Legolas with rising want.

Nothing had ever felt so fulfilling to Legolas as he cried their names and they his.  The warmth 
he had felt earlier consumed him, and he welcomed it with all he was.  Elladan filling him drove 
him mad with desire, but he could not concentrate on that feeling too long, because then he was 
filling Elrohir and that feeling was exquisite.  All too soon they neared their peak, each trying to 
hold back to make this wonderful union last as long as possible.  

Elrohir was the first to cry out and spill his seed over Legolas’ still pumping hand.  The feeling of 
the elf knight’s contracting muscles milked the prince’s orgasm from him and he cried both of 
their names.  Elladan fought the urge as long as he could, but Legolas’ climax pulled the elf 
warrior’s from him.

As the three of them lay there in a tangled mess, enjoying the feel of each other, whispered 
promises and oaths of forever were uttered.  It was Legolas who noticed the difference in the 
twins’ interaction with one another.

“What has happened, my hearts, that you touch each other so freely and without unease?” he 
asked.

“We decided we must learn to share you or lose you forever,” Elladan started to explain.  “On the 
way here we talked about wanting to be with you always, awake or asleep.  Elrohir pointed out 
that if we were to spend so much time with you, we would have to let our desire for you to be 
seen by one another.”

“We shared a lover’s kiss, my prince,” Elrohir explained, tired of waiting for Elladan to get to the 
point.  “It was quite…enjoyable.”

“I can only imagine,” Legolas said, thinking of how erotic it would be to witness such an event.  
“It would be a sight I would love to see.  Will you kiss for me?”

“Aye,” they answered in unison.  

Legolas moved from in between them and sat back to watch as Elrohir pulled Elladan into the 
most desirous kiss the prince had ever seen.  Elladan’s hands tangled in Elrohir’s hair as Elladan 
pulled him flush against his body and twin moans filled the glade.

“Don’t stop,” Legolas said, his breath quickening as he watched his lovers deepen their shared 
kiss.  “Ai, gods you are perfect together and it makes me desire you more.”

When Elladan and Elrohir separated from the kiss they looked at Legolas and smiled.  “It does 
not upset you?” the elf knight asked.

“Nay, far from it,” Legolas admitted as he pointed to his rising member.  “Have you made love to 
one another?”

The twins looked at Legolas in surprise and Elladan answered, “Nay, we have not.”

“You have not because….” the prince asked, leaving the question open ended.

“We did not wish to take that step,” Elrohir admitted.

“You obviously desire one another,” Legolas pointed out their obvious erections.

“Desire is one thing; love is another,” Elladan replied softly.

“Do you love me?” Legolas asked seriously.

“Aye, we do,” Elrohir answered, moving away from Elladan and closer to Legolas.  

“Do you love one another?” Legolas asked, accepting Elrohir into his embrace.

“Aye, but not as we love you,” Elrohir admitted.  “We are closer than brothers, that is true, but I 
love Elladan as I love myself.  He is part of me as I am a part of him.”

“So, you would find it wrong to make love to your brother?” the prince asked softly.

Elladan sighed and ran his hands through his long ebony strands.  “It sounds like you are pushing 
us to do so.”

Legolas smiled and kissed Elrohir on the shoulder.  “That is because I am, Elladan.  Does that 
offend you?”

“Nay, but would you not count it as a betrayal?” Elladan asked, his eyes searching the prince’s.

“Such a beautiful thing could never be a betrayal, especially if I am the one who suggests it - who 
encourages it.”  Legolas replied, leaning over to kiss Elladan gently.  “I love you both more than 
my own life.  I would have you share yourselves with one another if that is what you truly 
desire.”

“And if it is not?” Elrohir asked, turning to look at Legolas.

“Then I will never mention it again,” the prince swore.

“I think this is something that Elrohir and I need to talk about before we even think about sharing 
ourselves with one another,” Elladan stated looking at Elrohir.

“Just think about it, for me?” Legolas asked without sounding pushy.

“You have our word,” Elrohir replied before pushing Legolas back against the blanket.  “Right 
now I would rather think about making love to *you*, my Prince.”

TBC