Title: Tortuous Paths (5/?)

Author: Haz 

Author email: hazandcas@yahoo.com

Rating: PG-13 for this part

Genre/ Warning: slash, incest, hurt/comfort, angst, romance, (possibly 
NCS and torture later on, not all at the same time of course. Still
anyone 
here ?

Pairings: Legolas/Haldir (overall), Haldir/Orophin in this part. 

Summary: very difficult to provide a summary, as I plan to write a
very long story and might change the course of events according to the
wishes and suggestions of the readers. (So you decide !). At the beginning,
the story is set in Lorien. Haldir returns home after some mysterious
events kept him away for quite a long time.

Disclaimer: Much as I hate to admit it, none of these gorgeous
characters are mine. Not even sexy Haldir. They are creations of J.R.R. Tolkien 
and/or Peter Jackson. Don't sue, no money made !

Authors Note : this is my first LOTR fic AND slash fic. Also I am not
a native speaker. If you don't run away from your computer at the
horror, I hope you'll enjoy the story. Any comments and suggestions will be more 
than welcome (I don't really feel like asking my family their opinion
on my work…). Originally written for the Haldir-Lives challenge.

Beta-ed by Tessy: Thanks! 


Chapter 5:  Year 2968 of the Third Age (somewhere between Lothlorien
and Caradhras)


"Stop brooding!…"

Maneuvering his horse closer to Elrohir's, Elladan let go of the reins
and placed a hand on his brother's shoulder, pressing lightly. They
had left Lorien before dawn and were now riding leisurely, the sharp
rocks and rivulets of melted snow typical of the outskirts of
Caradhras leaving them no other choice but to slacken their pace. They
had chosen the shortest, if not the easiest way back to their home
city, but now the rapidly setting sun foreshadowed the temporary end
of their journey : they would soon need to find a shelter for the
night.

"I am not brooding…" Elrohir said, shaken out of his reverie by his
brother's words and gentle touch.

"By the look on your face, I can tell you're not having the most
pleasant of thoughts…"

"Indeed… no!" the younger twin admitted

"Thinking of Rúmil?.." Elladan asked as he dismounted Lith-fan,gently
patting the sweaty flanks of his faithful companion.

"Mmh…partly. But I was mainly thinking of Haldir…" Elrohir said,
slipping to the floor next to his twin. He grabbed the waterskin which
hang to the back of Runya's saddle, uncorked it and handed it to
Elladan, who took it with a thankful nod.

"He hasn't asked anything…" the elder twin said after quenching his
thirst, giving back the goatskin bottle to Elrohir. "But that doesn't
mean we won't do anything either…" He paused. "It's been one month and
a half, and nothing… no news… it's very unlike father…"

"Perhaps they've left. I guess Thranduil would not remain too long
away from Mirkwood…" Elrohir obviously disliked the possibility.

"No, they most likely haven't… but that's what we are supposed to find
out isn't it? It is useless to speculate before we reach Imladris and
are able to see for ourselves, don't you think" While he was speaking
Elladan noticed that Elrohir was pacing absentmindedly. He came to
stand in front of his brother and gently cupped his cheek.

"See! You're brooding again" he teased "Father will be happy to see
us… and Arwen as well…"

"I know… it's just…" Elrohir replied

Elladan choked back a laugh

"Elrohir, it's always the same when we leave Lorien! " he quipped.
"You know Rúmil misses you as much as you miss him…"

Elrohir looked up and gave his brother an amused look.

"And this is supposed to comfort me?" he retorted

Elladan drew even closer and slid an arm around Elrohir's waist, his
face barely an inch from his brother's, his gaze lingering on the
finely sculpted lips of the younger Elf.

"No…" he purred "but I know of other ways…"

Caught in Elladan's sultry gaze, Elrohir nevertheless refused to let
him win so easily… he gave his brother a light punch on the chest.

"Ah… Elladan, you're hopeless!" he said, laughing.

Elladan was not going to give up so easily…

"Am I?" He leaned in and sensually brushed the tip of his tongue just
behind the lobe of Elrohir's ear, knowing how sensitive this area was.
"Now that we've let the Golden Wood you're all mine again, beautiful
one…" he whispered, his hot breath causing shivers running down
Elrohir's spine. Hearing his brother's soft moan, Elladan stepped back
and gave him a loving look. "Besides" he added with a twinkle in his
eyes "Rúmil is glad to know that I'm here to take care of you when he
is not…"

Elrohir sighed dramatically. "Sometimes I swear you two are worse than
wet-nurses! It's a pity you are getting on so well with each other… at
my own expense! I think I should start complaining…"

Elladan gently pushed his brother against the trunk of an oak tree and
ground his hips into Elrohir's, making him feel his growing arousal.

"Really?" he asked with a mischievous grin…