"Saving Prince Theodred
Part 3
by Beryll

 

"What is it with slaves these days? You leave them alone for a mere few minutes and they even steal your food!"

Faramir looked up from the meager remains of the meal he had carried up and grinned viscously at the elf, who stood in the doorway, trying hard to keep up his 'noble frown'.

"One could argue that this is the fault of the elven noble who has failed to properly train said slave." He replied, nonchalantly stuffing the last piece of spiced bread into mouth, enjoying the taste thoroughly.

Elladan closed the door behind him. "Maybe said slave needs a beating." He suggested.

"Then again, one could argue that you should never leave a pirate alone with anything you don't want him to steal." Faramir continued unfazed.

The elf laughed. "Yeah, I'm sure there is some merit in that suggestion." He looked at the nearly empty tray. "Did you leave anything for me at all, you weasel?"

"Oh, I am not an inhuman villain." Faramir said, pouring some spiced wine into his goblet, handing it to Elladan. "Here, as far as Isildur told me you mostly live on wine anyway, master elf."

Elladan sat down in the armchair opposite of the one Faramir had occupied. "Not everything the old seabear says about me is true, you know? I may be a slut and a thief but I am not living on alcohol."

Faramir grinned. "I believe the first two, we will see about the last." More seriously he continued, "So how did it go?"

The elf sipped his wine. "One could say better than expected. Basically, Lord Cirdan took the time to say hello and then left me to the tender mercies of his courtiers. Their tittle tattle would have killed a lesser man but I endured. For now we are safe. What did you learn?"

"There's a boy in the kitchen who regularly takes the prisoners food down to the dungeons. If my master sees fit to make me work extra in the kitchen I may be able to accompany him." Faramir explained. "And yes, prince Theodred IS imprisoned here in Umbar. We now have confirmation on that too."

Elladan sighed deeply. "Somehow I almost wish he would have been elsewhere. Any idea on how to get him out once we know where he is?"

"None." Faramir answered. "And you?"

"An inkling. There is no way in hell we can fight our way out so we will have to smuggle him. As soon as we can guess how often they check on their prisoner we can make further plans I would say." He grinned. "Seems like we will be here a while, slave. How about you make yourself useful and pull off my boots?"

Faramir eyed him thoughtfully. Normally he would have given the elf a rude gesture as an answer but looking at Elladan's shapely legs another idea came to him.

"Yes, master." He said meekly and left his comfortable position to kneel down in front of the elf who looked at him with sudden distrust.

Before the elven pirate could come up with a complaint, Faramir grabbed his left leg and started removing the tight, high heeled boot, that clung to the elf's calf like a second skin, taking care to let his hands remain a little longer than was necessary.

Elladan's eyes narrowed but he did not move when Faramir pulled the boot from his other foot. But when the human started to gently stroke the foot he held in his hands, he coughed softly.

"Erhm, Fara... correct me if I am wrong but aren't we doing this cause you want to keep your lover? So that means you already have one, yes?"

Faramir smiled up at the elf, flashing him his most charming smile, which didn't fail to produce an automatic answering smile from Elladan. "Oh, pretty elf, what's a simple tumble with another pirate compared to eternal love?"

"So it really is love?" Elladan asked, now truly curious. "I was wondering."

Faramir set back on his heels, still holding the elf’s foot, but thoughtful now. "To tell the truth, I am not sure. I do have a bad crush on the guy. Otherwise I wouldn't have started this, I suppose. But to stay truthful, I don't think I am doing this for him. More likely I am doing it for me... because I can... does that make any sense?"

The elf grinned. "More than any other reason. At least to me. The simple chance to pull this off... I mean, it's why I am in it too so yes... it does make sense."

They grinned at each other and Faramir allowed his hands to slip higher on the elf’s leg till his fingers were crawling up the others thigh and he was leaning forward slightly. "Has been a long time, hasn't it?" he said.

The elf lazily turned the goblet he was still holding. "Yes. I do have to say environment has improved vastly." He took a sip, then looked down at the kneeling human. "So... slave... I think you have a task to do?"

Faramir laughed. "You are impertinent, elf. I think I will teach you a lesson." With a quick move he was back on his feet, grabbing the elves long tresses, he pulled his head forward into a consuming kiss that was met with equal force, their tongues dueling for supremacy.

Finally, they separated to catch a breath and Elladan laughed, his eyes sparkling with unveiled lust and mirth. "You have learned much since I last kissed you, human!" he stated, delight in his voice.

Faramir took the goblet from his hand and drained the last of the wine, then set it down on the table, licking his lips. "You haven't changed." He replied, grinning. Then he roughly pulled the elf from his chair, throwing him over his shoulder, resulting in a very satisfying if a little fake squeak from Elladan. "Time for your lesson." Faramir announced and carried the elf to the next room where a large bed awaited.

Elladan fought him just enough to keep things interesting, wriggling against his shoulder. Faramir stilled him with a smack to his well-shaped rump and then threw him on the bed, taking up a menacing pose. "Strip, elf, or I will cut you out of your clothes!" he commanded.

The other captain grinned back at him naughtily, twisting on the bed in a most enticing way. "As much as I would enjoy that," he purred, "I do believe we will have need of his stuff again."

He sat up with the graceful moves of a large cat, stripping off his coat and then his shirt, revealing smooth tanned skin. Faramir licked his lips again, this time in real hunger. He felt his cock press hard against his own breeches and reached down to rub himself, a gesture not lost on the elf who grinned even wider.

He crawled across the bed until his eyes were level with Faramir's crotch and only inches away. "Since you so adamantly refused me..." he whispered and moved Faramir's hand away to use his own long, elegant fingers to even heighten the sweet pain. "Maybe you will allow me to serve you...?"

"Yes." Faramir choked out, his hands clenching into fists at his sides at the sight of this exquisite creature kneeling before him. Nibble fingers opened his breeches and soon wrapped around his cock, cool and demanding. He closed his eyes, letting his head fall back a little, thoroughly enjoying the attention Elladan was paying him.

Then the elf's hot wet mouth enveloped him and in one smooth move swallowed him to the hilt and he could not suppress a throaty groan. It was quite apparent how many centuries of experience were behind that expertise.

"Gods... elf..." he moaned, one hand now clenching in Elladan's hair. He knew for sure that he would not last another minute if the other captain continued his assault but it did not seem like he was planning to stop in time and the will to resist him had deserted Faramir. He felt all his senses pool in the friction the elf's mouth was creating on his cock, the wonderful rising heat in his whole body until it was like it was his very being trying to tear free. And then he exploded in orgasm, his knees going weak, his last sense of his surroundings the elf's arms catching him.

When he woke up from his blackout, he felt a warm, weight on his chest and he didn't even have to open his eyes to conclude that it was Elladan. The elf was sitting on his chest, a huge, satisfied grin on his face, much looking like a predator eyeing his next meal.

Faramir made a feeble attempt to move and was somewhat relieved that the elf hadn't tied him up like he had done with Isildur. The older captain had told him all about his humiliating adventure with the elf.

But there really was no need as Elladan had taken the opportunity to undress Faramir and himself, while the human was out.

"Looks like you belong to me now, little slave." The elf smirked and Faramir had to grin too.

"Yeah, seems so, master." He answered. "So how will you punish your disobedient, thieving servant?"

Elladan leaned down and kissed the human man thoroughly. "I think I'm going to fuck you." He then announced and Faramir's grin grew even wider. "I'm trembling in fear." He said and Elladan laughed. "If you promise to be a good boy and do what your master says, I will make you enjoy it." He said.

Faramir purred in anticipation, pressing his hips up against the elf's groin, making him catch his breath.

With a quick move, he spread Faramir's legs with his own, exposing him to his cock. When he rubbed against Faramir's opening, the human gasped, both in lust and in a bit of fear. It would hurt like hell, if the elf decided to simply take him now but in his lust filled stupor there was not much Faramir could have done to resist him.

"Please..." he whispered a little breathless.

"Please what, little slave?" Elladan purred. "Please take me hard and fast or please don't hurt me?" he was obviously enjoying the power he had over the human and Faramir found he enjoyed submitting to him too.

"Don't hurt me." Faramir answered, "master..." he added as an afterthought, gazing up into the dark eyes of the elf above him.

"You beg so prettily I am inclined to grant your request." Elladan reached between them, starting to stroke Faramir's cock again, gathering his come up until his hand was slick with it and the human was twisting in pleasure beneath him. Then his fingers traveled lower, circling Faramir's opening until he hungrily pressed against the teasing digits.

"You want me, little slave?" he whispered, burying his face in Faramir's hair, searching for his ear, then gently nicking his earlobe.

"Yes, please..." Faramir answered, again pushing against Elladan's fingers and this time he was rewarded with one of them sliding inside him. Faramir groaned and the elf pushed deeper into him, starting to fuck him with first one finger, soon after two.

Faramir wrapped his arms around the elf, drawing him closer, kissing and biting his shoulder while Elladan kept teasing his ear, tickling him with the tip of his tongue. "Nothing more fascinating than you round-ears..." he whispered as he withdrew his fingers and instead positioned his cock at Faramir's entrance. "I just love your passion..." he continued and buried himself in one hard stroke, making Faramir scream in mixed pain and pleasure.

Then he held completely still, while Faramir clawed at his shoulders, arching his back to relieve the pain and simultaneously wanting to feel the elf deeper inside of him.

"Sweet heavens..." Faramir gasped, when he finally caught his breath, looking into the elf's smiling face.

"Glad you enjoy it." Elladan replied, his eyes glinting with lust and hunger. "Ready?"

"Yesss..." Faramir hissed, impaling himself further, twisting beneath the elf.

"Good." Then Elladan withdrew right to the tip to plunge back in without giving the human another chance to come even near congruent thinking again.

Faramir was quickly reduced to whimpering and moaning and twisting in absolute pleasure at the elf's expert fucking. It just felt too good to be true to be filled that thoroughly. He was getting closer and closer to a second orgasm and Elladan wasn't even touching his cock. The elf's eyes were filled with burning passion as well and when his thrust grew somewhat erratic Faramir knew that he was close to coming.

He pushed back against the invading cock hard, trying to find his release together with the elf and when Elladan threw back his head, groaning loud, thrusting into him deeply and then convulsing in his orgasm, Faramir felt the pleasure build in his loins to an unbearable level too and come hard a second time this evening.

For a long moment, they remained like that, completely motionless, enjoying the sweet ebbing of the waves of pleasure.

Then Elladan slowly lowered himself over Faramir, his cock still buried deeply in the other's body, and kissed him tenderly, his tongue now more in a dance than in duel with the human's.

"You're still a great fuck." He announced, when they separated.

"You too." Faramir said and smacked the elf's ass. "Next time I get to be on top."

"You think so?" Elladan grinned and withdrew his cock a bit from Faramir, then pushed back into him hard, making Faramir lose his grip on the elf's shoulders and his head fall back in helpless pleasure.

But before he could move again, he was distracted thoroughly, as Faramir started to laugh.

"What?" Elladan asked somewhat indignantly.

Faramir grinned up at him, then suddenly bucked his hips wildly, dislodging the elf from his position, the twisted around with him so he came to be on top.

"I guess I just didn't expect to ever hear that line from somebody else." He said smirking down at the elf. "Any last words before I take revenge?"

Trying hard to suppress his reckless grin and put on a cute and helpless face Elladan said just one word: "Mercy?"

 

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