Title: Sins 
Author: Morthangwen (morthangwen@yahoo.com) 
Pairing: Rùmil/Orophin implied Haldir/Celeborn 
Rating: This Chapter R/NC-17 
Summary: Rùmil's been acting strange lately, Orophin wants to find out why, while still 
trying to keep his feelings for his younger brother hid. 
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, J.R.R. Tolkien does, I just like havin' a little fun with them. 
Warnings: Incest 
Authors Notes: Ok I know it's short and I am not sure it will even be the three chapters I 
have planned on. I stayed up too late one night. All I can say is I guess this is what you 
get when you drink too much orange juice, while watching Harry Potter and the CoS, 
while also looking at The Theban Ban Elrond/Legolas pictures.
 
Rùmil's silky white hair was gone as his brother, Orophin, tried to follow him. Rùmil had 
been acting strange around him lately and had been leaving their talan they share with 
their eldest brother almost every night sense about three weeks ago. Finally Orophin was 
fed up and wanted to find out just where it was his little brother was going, and what was 
so important he left his two brothers. He had followed him out, not sure what excuse 
Rùmill gave Haldir, but telling him he needed some air and wanted to walk underneath  
the beautiful stars Mother Earth blesses them with in Lorien on this humid night.
 
Orophin could never hold his feelings for his younger brother, but somehow managed to. 
He has felt differently about him for almost five months when he saw his brother bathing. 
He has never forgotten that night and doubt he ever will.
 
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They had just got off watch, a particularly nasty one at that. Rùmil never could stand 
being dirty for very long so he  started stripping once he reached the top of their malorn 
tree, not bothering to see if anyone was home yet or not. Rùmil is still quiet young and 
hadn't earned his full Lorien braids, but what braids he had earned he wore proudly, 
except this night. He was in a bit of a hurry to bathe and was already undressed and was 
trying very hard to get his braids out. Orophin who had been looking for something to 
wear, hadn't heard his brother enter their home, but very well did hear the cursing in 
elvish. He knew the voice right off, but wanted to fin out what was bothering his brother 
on this wonderful night.
 
He quietly made his way back to the bathing room and peeked in to see a startling yet 
wonderful site in front of him. Rùmil fully undressed, hopping around, both hands in his 
hair pulling helplessly at the leather strap bounding his braids. He gave it once last tug 
when it came out and flew to the bathroom floor.
 
Orophin watched in awe as Rùmil relieved his hair and sighed, bending over to pick up the 
dreadful hair piece. His brother ran a  brush through his white locks once before stepping 
into the steaming water. Rùmil had finished washing all his body before starting on his 
hair. He leaned his head back eyes closed and washed his hair out. When he was done he 
stepped out wrapping a towel around his waist.
 
Orophin quickly hurried back to his bed pretending to be removing the wrinkles from the 
outfit he had picked out earlier. He started removing his tunic and leggings to out on 
another silver-blue tunic, tan leggings, and a light blue heavy robe over that. Rùmil 
walked out and was surprised to find Orophin finishing buttoning his robe. He made small 
talk while helping Orophin braid his hair. They made there way to the feast together.
That night Rùmil was the only thing on Orophin's mind.
 
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Orophin had been so caught up in dreaming he had lost Rùmil. But he knew he couldn't 
have wondered far because he heard soft humming, the humming was a tune to a song 
their mother used to sing them when they were elven children, so he knew it was Rùmil. 
He followed the sound which soon lead him to his brother. He stepped behind a rather 
large tree watching the scene unravel in front of him.
 
Rùmil was still humming the beautiful song while getting undressed by the waters of 
Nimrodel. Once he was unclothed the humming stopped and he turned in Orophin's 
direction.  Rùmil was lowering himself to the grass, and Orophin couldn't help but blush 
when he saw Rùmil's desire jutting up from between his creamy white thighs. Rùmils hair 
was fanned out underneath him making a silky pillow, his head tilted slightly back, cute 
pointed nose raised to the night sky, eyes lightly closed. Orophin's mind wondered down 
his brothers body to see what made him blush furiously.
 
Rùmil had taken himself in hand and had started stroking slowly. His other hand tracing 
the red pouty lips, to the hardening nipples, squeezing once gently then going to the 
other pinching it, then even more slowly trekking downwards past his other hand stroking 
himself to his testicles, squeezing lightly then a little harder.
 
Orophin couldn't take his eyes away as his brother pleasure himself making the most 
exquisite of sounds, head thrown back. Orophin was already painfully hard, but what 
Rùmil did next made his arousal grow even more if possible. The hand that was on his 
testicles went to his mouth, three fingers being sucked in, then slowly trailed down, past 
his balls this time, to the small opening.
 
Orophin stared open mouthed as Rùmil plunged two of the saliva slicked fingers into 
himself. Soon he added the third and was moaning loudly. Both hands were now moving 
in union and Rùmil was moaning delightfully. The hand on his shaft sped up, ever now 
and then running the thumb over the head smearing the pearly white liquid down his 
arousal. Rùmil's head was moving from side to side, eyes tightly shut, hips surging off the 
damp grass.
 
Orophin hadn't realized it, but he was now rubbing himself openly through his leggings. 
As Rùmil arched off the damp grass with a loud moan he came, and Orophin felt the wet 
stickiness in his own pants. Something he just realized had happened when Rùmil came, 
he heard the faintest sound, a name, the name in which belonged to him.
 
He wouldn't believe it, he must have been hearing things. Before he could think anymore 
though a soft breeze blew across the front of his leggings making him realized the 
stickiness will soon dry up, then he had though about what he had done, how could he 
have watched him little brother in one of the most intement moments? He turned and ran 
off back towards their home not caring how much noise he made.
 
As Rùmil still lay there, arms spread out like and angel in the aftermath of his orgasm he 
heard light footsteps running away from him and he smiled to himself before getting up to 
wash off in the water. When he was through washing up he has dried with his robe, 
pulled his tunic and leggings on and carried to robe back to his home.
 
When he returned Haldir was asking Orophin why he was breathless, and trying to ask 
about how his walk had went. Orophin saw Rùmil enter and went to the bathing room to 
wash off trying his best to hide his thoughts. As he was getting undressed Rùmil came 
walking up to the room saying something about Haldir having important business to do 
with Celeborn and smirking at Orophin before walking fully into the room.
 
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To Be Continued.
 
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I do hope you all liked it. I will continue. I already have it written out I just need to go 
over it add stuff take stuff out, but for now I am tired, it is yet another night of LotR slash 
and Harry Potter watching but this time I have no orange juice pepping me up so I am 
quite tired. Thanks for reading. 
I had written this on littler (hehhe I know it's not a word) paper and hadn't really realized 
how damn short it was. I am soooooo sorry I meant it to be longer and thought it was 
longer, but sense it was on smaller than normal paper I thought it was quite long instead 
when you transfer it to normal paper its about five pages front and back and that\rquote s 
too damn short and well, I wish I could make it longer but as said, I already have the 
second part made up and well yeah that's it, and I am also very tired. So I'm gonna go 
now!