Fic - Night Cravings - Elrohir/OC/Elladan
Here's a little ficlet that came from a conversation with lhunuial last week-end. You can add to that lots of smut reading and you can understand why my muse is so kinky these days hehe.
Title: Night Cravings
Author: eowynangel
Rating: M/R
Summary: The best to do when you crave for something or someone is to satisfy your hunger.
A/N: This ficcie is dédicated to lhunuial. A mémory of our week-end together ;).
They are twins. Two faces so much alike that she has trouble to discern who is Elladan and who is Elrohir. But there’s one thing she cannot deny. Her powerful attraction to both of them since the moment she saw them. She cannot choose between the moody and darker Elladan and the light-hearted and nice Elrohir. The dreams she has of intertwined bodies and ripped clothes make everyday harder for her. Her fantasy is devouring and she has not even the strength to look at them in the eye anymore. She blushes and fidget too much when they are around.
Until one night, she wakes up and cannot find rest again, too agitated by one of her recurrent imaginings. She leaves the tent and paces, desperate to find something to calm down and stop her craving for the two manly elves, proud sons of Elrond. The feathery touch of a hand on her shoulder startled her and she cries in surprise when she recognises one of the objects of her late fantasies. The elf speaks to her softly and she knows he can feel her desire and restlessness around him. He touches her cheeks and suddenly her body goes off control, leaning against the hard musculature of her companions. Touches and soft kisses follow, and she cannot feel the chilly wind anymore as the passion escalate between them.
She gasps when she suddenly feels another pair of hands on her languid body, touching her back and caressing her bum. Another mouth comes to claim her lips and she is totally lost. All her restraint is gone and she whimpers under their caresses, moans at their kisses and their roaming hands. Soon, all her clothing is discarded and she is being laid on the soft grass, with the moon as a witness. She is not quite sure to be awake as she sees each of them possess her and as she tastes their manhood in her mouth. She feels in a trance each time she cries of pleasure and see their satisfied smiles. She lost herself into them and into the night, until tiredness comes over her and plunges her into deep sleep.
It is only at the first rays of sun, when she wakes up with two warm bodies resting against her, arms and legs intertwines that she realises it is real. And her bright smile echoes the twin’s as she snuggles closer and begins to kiss and caress them again.
FIN
Title: Night Cravings
Author: eowynangel
Rating: M/R
Summary: The best to do when you crave for something or someone is to satisfy your hunger.
A/N: This ficcie is dédicated to lhunuial. A mémory of our week-end together ;).
They are twins. Two faces so much alike that she has trouble to discern who is Elladan and who is Elrohir. But there’s one thing she cannot deny. Her powerful attraction to both of them since the moment she saw them. She cannot choose between the moody and darker Elladan and the light-hearted and nice Elrohir. The dreams she has of intertwined bodies and ripped clothes make everyday harder for her. Her fantasy is devouring and she has not even the strength to look at them in the eye anymore. She blushes and fidget too much when they are around.
Until one night, she wakes up and cannot find rest again, too agitated by one of her recurrent imaginings. She leaves the tent and paces, desperate to find something to calm down and stop her craving for the two manly elves, proud sons of Elrond. The feathery touch of a hand on her shoulder startled her and she cries in surprise when she recognises one of the objects of her late fantasies. The elf speaks to her softly and she knows he can feel her desire and restlessness around him. He touches her cheeks and suddenly her body goes off control, leaning against the hard musculature of her companions. Touches and soft kisses follow, and she cannot feel the chilly wind anymore as the passion escalate between them.
She gasps when she suddenly feels another pair of hands on her languid body, touching her back and caressing her bum. Another mouth comes to claim her lips and she is totally lost. All her restraint is gone and she whimpers under their caresses, moans at their kisses and their roaming hands. Soon, all her clothing is discarded and she is being laid on the soft grass, with the moon as a witness. She is not quite sure to be awake as she sees each of them possess her and as she tastes their manhood in her mouth. She feels in a trance each time she cries of pleasure and see their satisfied smiles. She lost herself into them and into the night, until tiredness comes over her and plunges her into deep sleep.
It is only at the first rays of sun, when she wakes up with two warm bodies resting against her, arms and legs intertwines that she realises it is real. And her bright smile echoes the twin’s as she snuggles closer and begins to kiss and caress them again.
FIN