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marahsfandomloves · 4 months ago

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My two favorite Middle-Earth couples in the films/TV series.

#tolkien #tolkien fan #aragorn #arwen #disa #durin the iv #lotr rings of power #the lord of the rings #middle earth

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liminal-zone · 11 months ago

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where there is love it is never truly dark

fic link: hell is murky (for none can call our power to account)

fandom: LOTR, The Rings of Power | ship: Elrond/Durin/Disa

Rated: M | tagged: angst, threesome, bittersweet

summary: When Elrond looks back at this time, when he speaks of it, he wonders when it was first the ring of power sensed their bond, and began to covet it.

Or, an elven princeling falls for a dwarven prince and his princess on the precipice of tragedy.

Written for the Yuletide 2023 for Jarakrisafis

excerpt:

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When Elrond looks back at this time, when he speaks of it, he wonders when it was first the ring of power sensed their bond, and began to covet it.

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They lead him blindfolded into the dark depths of the mountain, with wandering hands making the hedonist journey delightful. It’s against a newly discovered mithril vein that Durin sucks his cock and Disa holds him. “Let the rock listen to you moan,” she croons. “Sing to the mountain with your desire.”

In the frenzy, the blindfold slips but he can’t see anything anyway, the darkness so deep. Darker than blackest ink. His sense of touch almost too much, almost too sensitive. But they’re warm and they’re alive and they’re his and they love him. His desire, yet another treasure for them to dig for, to share. They will pull what they want out of him, and he cannot deny them.

“What if we keep you down here,” Durin growls, easily guiding Elrond’s face between Disa’s legs, helping him find her already tasting of the sea and mingled desire. “Locked under stone for us to find and for us to take over and over again.” He chuckles as Elrond shivers under the firm grip of Durin’s hand and Disa’s thighs. “Would you like that? To be ours forever?”

His answer is in action, the movement of his skilled tongue. Disa wails into the darkness, Elrond knowing her needs so well. Her hand reaches for his hair, tearing at it. Urging him on, wishing him strength renewed.

He does not come up for air till she is a quivering mess, desperate for recovery before she can feel her pleasure again. Her words are broken in her mouth, and beautiful to his ears.

Durin is on him immediately, and does not let him rest. A ferocity matched only by Elrond’s willingness. The prince rips from him unknowable levels of pleasure. Elrond feels as if he’s made of a raging flame, coming again as Durin’s buried inside him. A joy unnatural. Is he a creature of flesh and blood and great purpose, or is he made for this, for desires met and desires taken?

It is as if the very mountain itself fucking him, claiming him in every hole, marking his skin, holding him down. Ravaging him in the dark. Taking pleasure from him, again, and again, and again, and –

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What he doesn’t quite remember, for there were more demanding distractions of the flesh: the feel of cold metal on a warm hand, gripping his thigh.

#lizzen fic #elrond x durin #elrond x durin x disa #princess disa #durin the IV #elrond peredhel #sauron #galadriel #yuletide 2023 #the rings of power

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sugurugetos · 3 months ago

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