Title: More Things You Learn
Author: Nightley
Characters: Glorfindel, Elladan, Elrohir, Haldir, Orophin and two
others.
Series: Sequel to These things you learn
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Glorfindel sees something he perhaps wishes he could be a
part of.
Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT - no real point to any of it.
Author's Notes: Several people asked so here you go - a new set
of elves.
FURTHER WARNING: If at work; read at your own risk.
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Oh good grief, what was it with him and walking into rooms he
shouldn't have. No scrub that! What was it with elves that came
to Rivendell?
It had been a month since Glorfindel had walked in on Elrond and
Melpomaen having sex with Cirdan; not to mention Erestor joining in.
He'd watched them all over the past month and realised that what
he'd seen had been the first time and wasn't the last time
before Cirdan leaving that the four of them had gotten together. Then
he'd walked in on Erestor taking Melpomaen bent across the desk. Perhaps
there was something in the air?!
But this time it was a different room and different elves. And this
time there was six of them; SIX! Two dark; four light!
Although at this time the two dark were slightly separate from the
others as Elladan fucked Elrohir, who was on all fours spread before
his brother. Glorfindel wasn't sure that he'd ever seen a
more erotic look on an elf's face in the middle of copulation. Elrohir
had a face like sin when being taken. Then again the expression of
Elladan's face wasn't much different; it just had a bit more
concentration on it.
Glorfindel had never dreamed that the twins would take their twin
bond this far! Not that they didn't look good together; however
he'd had a hand in raising the boys and decided to divert his attention
elsewhere.
Well it looked like incest was more prevalent then he thought
because the pile of blonde elves yielded more brothers. Now if he
could only separate the limbs to the elf, he would be able to make
out whom was on the receiving end and whom was lucky enough to be
buried deep inside a tight channel.
Slipping his hand down to unlace he leggings Glorfindel freed his
erection without taking his eyes of the elves on the floor in front
of him. As he stroked his hard flesh, he managed to figure that
although Haldir and Orophin were kissing, neither one was
penetrating the other.
Actually it was the two remaining light elves that were thrusting in
and out of their arses. Someone shifted and he could suddenly see a
slender member move in and out of Haldir's entrance. It was funny
really; he'd always assumed that Haldir would be in a dominate
position; and the same went for Orophin.
One of the dominates was Rúmil and he thought it was possible the
other was Legolas. They certainly were enjoying themselves as the
thrusting never let up and actually seemed to increase. Although
whilst Legolas remained quiet, Rumil started grunting in an
extremely arousing way; truly giving himself over to plundering
Haldir's back passage.
As the pace increased yet again; in the room and his hand on his
aching penis; Elladan and Elrohir had regained strength after
reaching climax together and crawled over to the other four.
Whilst Elrohir nudged Orophin and Haldir into ceasing to kiss;
Elladan made his way to Rúmil and rubbed his erection against the
crease of Rúmil's backside. The lighter elf blindly reached
behind himself and grabbed Elladan, forcing the darker elf to slip inside
his entrance before Elladan took control of the situation and pushed
all the way inside. It was hard to tell who groaned the loudest;
Rúmil or Haldir.
As those three elves found a rhythm together Elrohir had carefully
feed his renewed erection into Orophin's mouth; which the Lorien
elf was now sucking on in with great abandon. From his position Elrohir
bent around Orophin and claimed Legolas' mouth.
Another joint explosion of pleasure had Glorfindel soiling another
pair of leggings due to his voyeuristic tendencies. And yet again he
had to step into the shadows as they all pulled apart to rest in each other's
arms.
When Elladan pulled out and then pulled the lighter elf with him, he
turned the face of the one he'd found completion in and kisses
him gently.
Glorfindel stared. It wasn't Rúmil. Glorfindel was having all
his preconceived ideas blown out of the water. What was next? Thranduil
and Celeborn rutting on Galadriel's mirror? It was probably a
good thing that Glorfindel didn't know that they had already done
that! With Galadriel happily watching!
In the meantime. so much for sweet little Lindir.
~*The End*~