"What took you so long? You were supposed to be back three days ago." Glorfindel groans as Elladan pushes the long golden hair aside to leave a trail of kisses on his neck.
After weeks of sleeping alone the touch is maddening, especially since the twins are still fully dressed. They haven't even put down their armor and their weapons yet, just unbuckled their sword belts while Glorfindel already naked. Curtsey of wearing nothing but a bathrobe, when they stepped through his door. Since Elladan and Elrohir tend to be as impatient as he is, they ripped the tunic off him, crowding Glorfindel between their tall bodies. Trapping him, leaving him to their mercy.
"We encountered a band of Orcs," Elladan says, a little distracted and runs his fingers over his lovers skin.
Grabs Glorfindel by his hips until the golden haired warrior is pressed against his chest, moaning because hot skin meets cold dirty leather. But light shock over the difference in temperature doesn't keep Glorfindel from rubbing himself against Elladan's crotch for long. His ass is wonderfully naked and Elladan moves at a leisure pace, more keeping Glorfindel in place than actively doing anything.
"Orcs are hardly a reason to keep me waiting," Glorfindel pants and his hips buck forwards as Elrohir wraps his hand around his cock and unlike his brother he's still wearing gloves.
A whine escapes Glorfindel. The slow strokes of the weathered denim over his sensitive skin is almost agonizing, but it reminds him of all the times, where they fucked in the wild or in the stables, when they were too horny to wait for privacy and skin-to-skin contact. They have the time no and perhaps he should remind Elrohir that the gloves are bound to leave burns sooner or later, but right now Glorfindel doesn't care. Not when having the twins this close dissolves the tension between his shoulder blades.
Who cares that they're unbathed, smelling of earth and sweat while blood and dirt covers their skin?
"They were heading towards Imladris. Otherwise we wouldn't have bothered with them," Elladan breathes, his own fingers slipping between Glorfindel's thighs. "We didn't want to be summoned for an emergency, when we're supposed to be off duty."
Elladan's breath hitches as the Glorfindel spreads his legs, leaning against his chest and leaving it to his lover to make sure that they don't fall over. They haven't made it to the bed yet and given how Elrohir is slowly bending is knees, kneeling in front of Glorfindel Elladan is sure they are going to make it there anytime soon. The dagger strapped to Elladan's thigh pokes Glorfindel, has to feel a bit odd given how the Son of Elrond can't bother to undress before resuming the task of satisfying the growing hunger.
"Con...considerate of ... of you," Glorfindel moans, closing his eyes and his head falls on Elladan's shoulder as Elrohir uses the only part of his body that is soft right now. His mouth is warm and welcoming, unlike the rest of him which is made of leather, armor and firm muscles.
Of course Elladan is the perfect image, feels more like a solid wall than a real person. Glorfindel whines as he realizes that the cub that his lover wears for protection prevents him from feeling the erection that is surely forming.
"Please, I want to feel you," Glorfindel moans again and twists his head until he's able to pull Elladan into a heated kiss. "Get naked so I can finally feel the both of you."
He'd greet Elrohir properly too, but his second lover is too busy making him writhe and jerk with the contact of his gloved fingers on Glorfindel's smooth skin.
"We will, I promise you that." Elladan growls as he's done ravishing Glorfindel's mouth and shrugs the long coat of his shoulders.
There's greed in his eyes and Glorfindel hopes arousal will win over the tendency to tease. He'd prefer it if the twins undress first, but given how eager Elrohir is in preparing him, drawing moans and cries from his mouths, chances are high that Elladan is going to push down his pants and just take what he wants.
Well, it's not as if Glorfindel is going to answer with anything but a Yes, please.