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Title: Away with You
Author: Tuxedo Elf
Pairing: Elladan/Elrohir
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine, wish they were!
Warnings: Twincest and a rather OOC Elrond. (He's not very nice!)
Summary: Rather than be parted, the twins leave everything they have
ever known behind.
Note 1: I've read a few stories in which the twins were separated
against their will and had to spend long periods apart in separate
realms. I wanted to do something that is *hopefully* a bit different!
(Though don't get me wrong, I do love those stories! They inspired
this one!)
Note 2: I'm finally working on this again after 6 months! Chapters 1-
5 are done and I've started chapter 6!
Away with You:
Elrohir laughed as his brother pinned him to the ground. It had been a beautiful summers day, the sun high in the sky without so much as a cloud to break it. The twins had left home early that morning, not wanting to waste a moment of the glorious day. They had stolen food from the kitchens and taken their horses deep into the forest to a secluded glade near the river.
Now as the afternoon wore on, the two were engrossed in a playful wrestling match. It always seemed that whoever began the game was the winner and the moment Elladan had pounced on him, he knew he would lose. Not that he minded. He’d simply win next time. Besides, losing had its advantages.
Elrohir grinned as Elladan suddenly bent and claimed his lips with his own. He opened his mouth, allowing Elladan’s tongue entry. He moaned as his twin teased him with his tongue, entwining it with his. Without warning, Elladan pulled back and grinned, looking down at his twin.
“I knew you were going to do that!” Elrohir complained good-naturedly.
“Do what, kiss you or pull away without warning?” Elladan replied, still grinning.
“Both!” Elrohir laughed. “You are so predictable, brother!” A split second later, Elladan’s body completely covered Elrohir’s, the elder twins mouth against the younger’s ear.
“Predictable?” He whispered, his voice sending shivers down Elrohir’s spine. “I think not. Would you like me to show you just how *unpredictable* I can be?” Elrohir could barely speak. He nodded.
“Yes.” He whispered hoarsely. Elladan’s eyes sparkled and he swiftly began to remove his clothing.
They returned to Rivendell in the early hours of the evening, hand-in-hand. As they approached the gates, they became aware that something was wrong. Two new banners fluttered by the gates and the house seemed busier than usual. Elrohir paled suddenly. “Ai, Elladan we forgot! Today is the day the visitors from Lorien and the Grey Havens arrive!” He looked at Elladan with undisguised horror. “Father is going to kill us!”
Though the twins were past their majority, at 150 they were still young and often treated as elflings. Their still bore the brunt of their harsh father’s wrath on far too many occasions. They lived in constant fear of him discovering their illegal relationship, terrified of what he would do in his rage. They had kept it secret thus far and had been together for nearly 100 years, since just after their majority, but as time went on and their love grew, the secret became harder to keep.
Nobody would understand, they knew that. Their love went against everything they had ever been taught. But they couldn’t help it, it was too deep, too strong. They were not complete without each other.
Now they walked slowly into the house knowing their father was going to be - less than pleased. They had barely made it through the entrance when they heard his voice behind them.
“Elladan, Elrohir. In my study now.” Inwardly cringing, they turned at followed their father into the room. The door had barely shut when his wrath descended upon them.
“Where have you been? You knew full well we had guests arriving today!”
“Ada,” Elladan tried to speak, but Elrond would not let him.
“You are disobedient and irresponsible children! It is high time you grew up and stopped acting like elflings!”
“Ada, we just forgot!” Elrohir said desperately. “We meant no disrespect! We will apologise to Grandfather and Lord Cirdan!”
“You will do more than that.” Elrond seethed. “When he returns to the Grey Havens next week, you will be going with him.” Elladan gasped.
“You are sending us to the Grey Havens?”
“No.” Said Elrond coldly. “I am sending Elrohir to the Grey Havens. You will go to Lorien with Lord Celeborn.” The twins looked at their father in horrified shock.
“No! Ada please!” Elrohir cried. “You cannot do this to us!”
“Do not presume to tell me what I can and cannot do, Elrohir.” Elrond glared at the younger twin. “You are a bad influence on each other and therefore must be separated. A few centuries apart should cure your childish whims. Now get out of my sight.”
The twins fled, running back to their room where they collapsed on Elrohir’s bed. “He cannot do this!” Elrohir sobbed. “He cannot tear us apart.” He buried his face in his twin’s chest, his body shaking with the sobs. Elladan wrapped his arms around him, his own tears falling steadily.
When they heard the door open sometime later, they didn’t bother to pull apart. It didn’t matter, not now.
Celebrian sat on the bed beside her distraught sons. Slowly she reached out and placed her hand on Elladan’s back. Suddenly her eldest turned and faced her. “Why is he doing this? Why are you letting him? Don’t you love us?” Celebrian looked into the hurting grey eyes of her son. Elrohir’s face remained buried in Elladan’s tunic.
“Elladan…” She said softly. “I know you are hurting. But perhaps this is for the best. You and Elrohir are awfully dependant on one another. Some time apart may be good for you.” Elrohir lifted his head, twisting in his brother’s embrace to look at her.
“You do not understand.” He said dully. “You will kill us.”
“Oh Elrohir.” Celebrian moved so that she could embrace both her sons. “I do not want this any more than you do. I will miss you both terribly. But your father is unmoveable on this. Take heart, it is not forever. The time will go quicker than you think.” She looked at her sons, Elladan’s arm’s still wrapped tightly around Elrohir, who gripped his brother’s waist.
“Nay mother, it will not.” Elladan said sadly. “Ada has not even told us how long it will be. There is nothing for us to look forward to.” He turned away and buried his face in Elrohir’s hair. Celebrian watched them for a while, saw the desperate way in which they clung to each other. After a time she rose and left the room silently, knowing that nothing she could say would soothe them.
They stayed entwined on the bed for hours, not moving just holding each other. As ithil rose high in the sky, Elladan made a decision. “Elrohir.” He said softly. His twin’s tear-stained face met his own.
“I can’t.” He whispered. “I can’t be parted from you.” Elladan looked into the grey orbs that matched his own.
“You won’t be. We will never be parted.” He said with great feeling. Elrohir looked at him, confused.
“But how?” He said. “Ada said…” Elladan cut him off.
“I know. But I cannot bear it. You were right, it will kill us to be apart. Ada wants us to leave Imladris? Then we will. But we will leave together, for a destination of our own choosing.” Elrohir’s eyes widened as comprehension dawned.
“You wish to run away?” He gasped.
“It is that or be parted.” He replied. “Will you, Elrohir? Will you come away with me?” His heart beat faster as he waited for his twin’s reply.
Elrohir leaned forward and gently kissed Elladan’s lips. “Anything for you.” He whispered. Elladan reached out and stroked Elrohir’s cheek.
“Valar, I love you. Come, let us go now. With luck will be well away by the time they discover that we’re gone.” Elrohir nodded and disentangled himself from Elladan. He moved quickly to a cupboard and pulled out two packs, tossing one to Elladan. Swiftly and silently they packed, preparing to leave Imladris, probably forever. When they were done, they turned to each other. Elladan held out his hand and Elrohir took it, squeezing tightly. As one, they slipped out of the open window into the yard below, making no sound as they landed in a crouch from the short drop. They stole across the yard, using their knowledge as part of the Imladris Guard to avoid the night patrol. They were soon in the deep of the forest that surrounded the valley.
They walked through the night, heading south towards the Misty Mountains. They never stopped, knowing that search patrols would be dispatched as soon as they were discovered missing. They walked in silence for many miles, until Elrohir finally spoke. “Elladan? Where are we going to go?” His twin sighed.
“I’m not sure yet. But I know we’ll be safer if we get over the Misty Mountains, as long as we avoid Lorien.” Elladan said.
“Don’t forget the Greenwood.” Elrohir added. “Perhaps we should continue heading south once we get over the mountains, towards Harad. There is very little risk of running into any elves there!” Elladan thought about this for a moment.
“I agree.” He replied. Then he stopped suddenly and pulled Elrohir into his arms. “And once there we’ll find a place where we can be together. Just us.” He softly kissed Elrohir’s lips. His twin smiled.
“That sounds wonderful. But come, we must keep going, lest we find ourselves hauled back to Imladris.” Elladan nodded and the twins continued their trek towards the misty mountains.
********************
Chaos had broken out in Imladris when the twin’s absence was discovered. Celebrian had broken down, Elrond had been furious and Glorfindel had been dispatched to find them. Elrond had been convinced that they would not go far, only having Glorfindel search the nearby area, unwittingly giving the twins almost a full day head-start.
Now Glorfindel’s patrol rode through the dense woodland, looking for the runaways.
Glorfindel was deeply concerned about the twins. He loved them as his own sons and had long been the father that Elrond had not.
He alone had suspicions as to the true nature of their relationship, but had said nothing, not wanting to frighten them and somehow, having known them from birth, understanding that no lover could ever mean anything to them, so long as they had each other. Such was the nature of the bond they shared.
Now he found himself torn between his love for the twins and his duty to Elrond. If he found them and took them back, their punishment would be harsh. Who knew how long Elrond would separate them for. Yet if he failed to find them, he would forever wonder what had become of them, if they had survived their escape. It was a dilemma that tore at his very soul.
“May the Valar guide me.” He whispered as he pressed on.
********************
For three days the twins walked, coming continually closer to the Misty Mountains. Suddenly, Elladan halted. “Did you hear that?” He asked urgently. Elrohir paused and listened.
“Hoof beats!” Elrohir cried. “They have found us!”
Elladan grabbed his twin’s hand. “Run.” They dashed though the trees, fleeing the search party. It wasn’t long until they reached the edge of the forest and ran on to a large, dry plain.
Like hunted deer they ran, desperate to escape those who would force them to go back home.
Luck seemed not to be on their side though, for in their panic they rounded an old rock-hill without looking - and ran straight into a group of dwarves.
Frantically they tried to go back the way they’d come, but the sound of hoof beats was getting ever closer. They were trapped.
END CHAPTER 1
Author: Tuxedo Elf
Pairing: Elladan/Elrohir
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine, wish they were!
Warnings: Twincest and a rather OOC Elrond. (He's not very nice!)
Summary: Rather than be parted, the twins leave everything they have
ever known behind.
Note 1: I've read a few stories in which the twins were separated
against their will and had to spend long periods apart in separate
realms. I wanted to do something that is *hopefully* a bit different!
(Though don't get me wrong, I do love those stories! They inspired
this one!)
Note 2: I'm finally working on this again after 6 months! Chapters 1-
5 are done and I've started chapter 6!
Away with You:
Elrohir laughed as his brother pinned him to the ground. It had been a beautiful summers day, the sun high in the sky without so much as a cloud to break it. The twins had left home early that morning, not wanting to waste a moment of the glorious day. They had stolen food from the kitchens and taken their horses deep into the forest to a secluded glade near the river.
Now as the afternoon wore on, the two were engrossed in a playful wrestling match. It always seemed that whoever began the game was the winner and the moment Elladan had pounced on him, he knew he would lose. Not that he minded. He’d simply win next time. Besides, losing had its advantages.
Elrohir grinned as Elladan suddenly bent and claimed his lips with his own. He opened his mouth, allowing Elladan’s tongue entry. He moaned as his twin teased him with his tongue, entwining it with his. Without warning, Elladan pulled back and grinned, looking down at his twin.
“I knew you were going to do that!” Elrohir complained good-naturedly.
“Do what, kiss you or pull away without warning?” Elladan replied, still grinning.
“Both!” Elrohir laughed. “You are so predictable, brother!” A split second later, Elladan’s body completely covered Elrohir’s, the elder twins mouth against the younger’s ear.
“Predictable?” He whispered, his voice sending shivers down Elrohir’s spine. “I think not. Would you like me to show you just how *unpredictable* I can be?” Elrohir could barely speak. He nodded.
“Yes.” He whispered hoarsely. Elladan’s eyes sparkled and he swiftly began to remove his clothing.
They returned to Rivendell in the early hours of the evening, hand-in-hand. As they approached the gates, they became aware that something was wrong. Two new banners fluttered by the gates and the house seemed busier than usual. Elrohir paled suddenly. “Ai, Elladan we forgot! Today is the day the visitors from Lorien and the Grey Havens arrive!” He looked at Elladan with undisguised horror. “Father is going to kill us!”
Though the twins were past their majority, at 150 they were still young and often treated as elflings. Their still bore the brunt of their harsh father’s wrath on far too many occasions. They lived in constant fear of him discovering their illegal relationship, terrified of what he would do in his rage. They had kept it secret thus far and had been together for nearly 100 years, since just after their majority, but as time went on and their love grew, the secret became harder to keep.
Nobody would understand, they knew that. Their love went against everything they had ever been taught. But they couldn’t help it, it was too deep, too strong. They were not complete without each other.
Now they walked slowly into the house knowing their father was going to be - less than pleased. They had barely made it through the entrance when they heard his voice behind them.
“Elladan, Elrohir. In my study now.” Inwardly cringing, they turned at followed their father into the room. The door had barely shut when his wrath descended upon them.
“Where have you been? You knew full well we had guests arriving today!”
“Ada,” Elladan tried to speak, but Elrond would not let him.
“You are disobedient and irresponsible children! It is high time you grew up and stopped acting like elflings!”
“Ada, we just forgot!” Elrohir said desperately. “We meant no disrespect! We will apologise to Grandfather and Lord Cirdan!”
“You will do more than that.” Elrond seethed. “When he returns to the Grey Havens next week, you will be going with him.” Elladan gasped.
“You are sending us to the Grey Havens?”
“No.” Said Elrond coldly. “I am sending Elrohir to the Grey Havens. You will go to Lorien with Lord Celeborn.” The twins looked at their father in horrified shock.
“No! Ada please!” Elrohir cried. “You cannot do this to us!”
“Do not presume to tell me what I can and cannot do, Elrohir.” Elrond glared at the younger twin. “You are a bad influence on each other and therefore must be separated. A few centuries apart should cure your childish whims. Now get out of my sight.”
The twins fled, running back to their room where they collapsed on Elrohir’s bed. “He cannot do this!” Elrohir sobbed. “He cannot tear us apart.” He buried his face in his twin’s chest, his body shaking with the sobs. Elladan wrapped his arms around him, his own tears falling steadily.
When they heard the door open sometime later, they didn’t bother to pull apart. It didn’t matter, not now.
Celebrian sat on the bed beside her distraught sons. Slowly she reached out and placed her hand on Elladan’s back. Suddenly her eldest turned and faced her. “Why is he doing this? Why are you letting him? Don’t you love us?” Celebrian looked into the hurting grey eyes of her son. Elrohir’s face remained buried in Elladan’s tunic.
“Elladan…” She said softly. “I know you are hurting. But perhaps this is for the best. You and Elrohir are awfully dependant on one another. Some time apart may be good for you.” Elrohir lifted his head, twisting in his brother’s embrace to look at her.
“You do not understand.” He said dully. “You will kill us.”
“Oh Elrohir.” Celebrian moved so that she could embrace both her sons. “I do not want this any more than you do. I will miss you both terribly. But your father is unmoveable on this. Take heart, it is not forever. The time will go quicker than you think.” She looked at her sons, Elladan’s arm’s still wrapped tightly around Elrohir, who gripped his brother’s waist.
“Nay mother, it will not.” Elladan said sadly. “Ada has not even told us how long it will be. There is nothing for us to look forward to.” He turned away and buried his face in Elrohir’s hair. Celebrian watched them for a while, saw the desperate way in which they clung to each other. After a time she rose and left the room silently, knowing that nothing she could say would soothe them.
They stayed entwined on the bed for hours, not moving just holding each other. As ithil rose high in the sky, Elladan made a decision. “Elrohir.” He said softly. His twin’s tear-stained face met his own.
“I can’t.” He whispered. “I can’t be parted from you.” Elladan looked into the grey orbs that matched his own.
“You won’t be. We will never be parted.” He said with great feeling. Elrohir looked at him, confused.
“But how?” He said. “Ada said…” Elladan cut him off.
“I know. But I cannot bear it. You were right, it will kill us to be apart. Ada wants us to leave Imladris? Then we will. But we will leave together, for a destination of our own choosing.” Elrohir’s eyes widened as comprehension dawned.
“You wish to run away?” He gasped.
“It is that or be parted.” He replied. “Will you, Elrohir? Will you come away with me?” His heart beat faster as he waited for his twin’s reply.
Elrohir leaned forward and gently kissed Elladan’s lips. “Anything for you.” He whispered. Elladan reached out and stroked Elrohir’s cheek.
“Valar, I love you. Come, let us go now. With luck will be well away by the time they discover that we’re gone.” Elrohir nodded and disentangled himself from Elladan. He moved quickly to a cupboard and pulled out two packs, tossing one to Elladan. Swiftly and silently they packed, preparing to leave Imladris, probably forever. When they were done, they turned to each other. Elladan held out his hand and Elrohir took it, squeezing tightly. As one, they slipped out of the open window into the yard below, making no sound as they landed in a crouch from the short drop. They stole across the yard, using their knowledge as part of the Imladris Guard to avoid the night patrol. They were soon in the deep of the forest that surrounded the valley.
They walked through the night, heading south towards the Misty Mountains. They never stopped, knowing that search patrols would be dispatched as soon as they were discovered missing. They walked in silence for many miles, until Elrohir finally spoke. “Elladan? Where are we going to go?” His twin sighed.
“I’m not sure yet. But I know we’ll be safer if we get over the Misty Mountains, as long as we avoid Lorien.” Elladan said.
“Don’t forget the Greenwood.” Elrohir added. “Perhaps we should continue heading south once we get over the mountains, towards Harad. There is very little risk of running into any elves there!” Elladan thought about this for a moment.
“I agree.” He replied. Then he stopped suddenly and pulled Elrohir into his arms. “And once there we’ll find a place where we can be together. Just us.” He softly kissed Elrohir’s lips. His twin smiled.
“That sounds wonderful. But come, we must keep going, lest we find ourselves hauled back to Imladris.” Elladan nodded and the twins continued their trek towards the misty mountains.
********************
Chaos had broken out in Imladris when the twin’s absence was discovered. Celebrian had broken down, Elrond had been furious and Glorfindel had been dispatched to find them. Elrond had been convinced that they would not go far, only having Glorfindel search the nearby area, unwittingly giving the twins almost a full day head-start.
Now Glorfindel’s patrol rode through the dense woodland, looking for the runaways.
Glorfindel was deeply concerned about the twins. He loved them as his own sons and had long been the father that Elrond had not.
He alone had suspicions as to the true nature of their relationship, but had said nothing, not wanting to frighten them and somehow, having known them from birth, understanding that no lover could ever mean anything to them, so long as they had each other. Such was the nature of the bond they shared.
Now he found himself torn between his love for the twins and his duty to Elrond. If he found them and took them back, their punishment would be harsh. Who knew how long Elrond would separate them for. Yet if he failed to find them, he would forever wonder what had become of them, if they had survived their escape. It was a dilemma that tore at his very soul.
“May the Valar guide me.” He whispered as he pressed on.
********************
For three days the twins walked, coming continually closer to the Misty Mountains. Suddenly, Elladan halted. “Did you hear that?” He asked urgently. Elrohir paused and listened.
“Hoof beats!” Elrohir cried. “They have found us!”
Elladan grabbed his twin’s hand. “Run.” They dashed though the trees, fleeing the search party. It wasn’t long until they reached the edge of the forest and ran on to a large, dry plain.
Like hunted deer they ran, desperate to escape those who would force them to go back home.
Luck seemed not to be on their side though, for in their panic they rounded an old rock-hill without looking - and ran straight into a group of dwarves.
Frantically they tried to go back the way they’d come, but the sound of hoof beats was getting ever closer. They were trapped.
END CHAPTER 1
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Date: 2005-01-31 12:36 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-01-31 12:30 pm (UTC)From:Thanks, I'm glad you like it! :)
Glorfindel is in a sticky situation... you'll find out what does next chapter!
I should have it up later today.
Tux
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Date: 2005-01-31 06:41 pm (UTC)From:PeeK
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Date: 2005-01-31 07:26 pm (UTC)From:Hi!
I'm glad you like it!
Yes, I'll definitely post a link to chapter 2 - it's already written, so will probably go up tomorrow!
Tux